.”There was a rattling of chains (that sound alone!), then her left arm was free. The dress was taken off, now hung on her other elbow. “Get on yo...r knees, my bitch..”Amelie nodded, then did so. Her other hand were free now, the dress came completely off now, but she was not up to fight. Didn´t dare. Didn´t want to. But silently hoping that her stockings would not get ruined. The unknown woman then chained her again, the left wrist to the right ankle and visa versa. Now she was totally. We slept early on the 1st night as both of us were tired, and also Shreya had her interview the next day.Next day when I came back from office, I got a good news that Shreya had cracked the interview and they would be giving her an offer letter soon, so she planned to not go for other interviews, as she had already cracked her dream company. We both were happy, so I texted her while sitting on the dinning table, if she would like to have some whiskey to celebrate her day. My parents should not. I ⓛⓞⓥⓔ♡ thongs and the idea of it between her legs in her pussy lips. The flight the wait a few trips to the bathroom. That thong/panty had to be soaked with her discharge and pee. OMG I was like a 13 year old who had a hard on for every skin he saw. LOL I was out of my mind. I did what I thought would get me in trouble. I lifted her skirt to see if I can take a picture of her panty. I was looking for a good dirty panty or thong. I was just about to take the picture and she opens her eyes and. My heart was pounding, and it sounded like violent ocean waves were breaking one right after the other inside my head. I gave the woman half a grin and shrugged sheepishly. “Of course you do,” she laughed. Again, I shrugged, feeling super self-conscious and not really sure what to say. “You want me to give you a ride?” The question hung in the air between us thickly as I tried to process what she’d just implied. Fifteen I was, stupid I wasn’t. She rested her hard sided briefcase on the cheap.