Moreover our Hindi teacher was taking a nap in the class and other students were busy in revising their notes and some of our close friends knew what ...ntentions I had, but I told them not to look at us, as this will make other students and our teacher cautious. I started to move my hands on her back sensually. She was feeling shy and I fastened my movement especially touching her bra as this was giving me pleasure. With this I started touching her boobs little-bit from her back and her ass. She. Robotically she undressed for bed; the purple dress, once worn with such pride and anticipation, was tossed in a corner like trash. She put on the nondescript nightgown she often wore when she knew no one would see her in it, and crawled into bed, hoping for sleep to carry her off quickly. It did not.Men at the party believed that she had been there before. They knew Paul, so if they said he had been there, he must have been. But Doreen had never been there. There was only one way to make sense. She then realized that she was completely naked the next thing that she felt was being picked up and carried along. She could not see and her imagination was working overtime as to all the things that could happen to a nude, bound, young girl. She was scared to death at the possibilities but was also uncontrollably wet. She had fantasized and had routinely masturbated as a young girl with the thought of being kidnapped and sold into slavery to a Sheik of a middle eastern harem or to black. She closed her eyes. ?Yes, yes?, she meant to say, yet remained tongue-tied. I’m not afraid?A sidelong glance revealed to her that he had cast off his cloak and now held a whip in his hands. A large crude leather whip. And he turned her around fully, so that she faced the cross again. One of his hands grabbed her mane roughly, tearing at her sculp. ?My beloved, very brave?? Then he let go of her. She now was painfully aware of her nakedness and breathless with anticipation. When, after a few.