“Let’s see the rest of the package.”“I can’t, I have to get home,” I pulled away. “I need to go.”“What the hell are you talking abou...?” he asked. “We’re just getting started!”“Sorry,” I said as I slipped out the door and started running.“Come back tomorrow,” he called as I ran down the road.The run home was pretty uneventful, although the seam of my shorts irritated my pussy and made it dampen from the stimulation. I was exhausted when I finally staggered into the yard.All the doors were locked. By now, the pain in Molly'snipples has increased five-fold. Ignoring her moans and supplications for mercy, Kat tells Molly that normally,one dusts the inside of a tight rubber garment with talcum powder to make itslightly slippery and easier to slide on over one's skin. "In your case, littleone," she announces, "I've dusted the suit with itching powder." Kat begins dressing the girl by putting Molly's feet into the legs of thesuit. She pulls the garment over her knees. She has to struggle for. I didn’t know what would have a man like this stammering, he was easy on the eye from a distance, but my God, on closer inspection, he was amazing. He was about 6’3” with beautiful hazel eyes and dark skin. Absolutely stunning, but I wasn’t about to get my hopes up, there was not a hope in hell that this man was interested in anything but my voice. He asked me all of the usual questions, how long I’d been singing, where I’d been looking for my big break yada yada yada and before we knew it, it. But the real horror was about to begin as my panties were torn away at my knees.I was stark naked except for the ornaments that I had worn for the wedding."Puri nangi karo Rinku ko!" (Strip Rinku naked) someone screamed & both the men fondling my naked body stopped & roughly pulled away all of my ornaments.My bangles, necklaces & earrings were plucked out & flung into the yelling throng of men.My waistband was stuck so they turned me around such that I was facing the window.Somebody began.