I can still feel the pain from her fingers. She drinks some more wine and I pull at the cuffs when she isn't looking but there is no give. She strolls...across in front of me and she trips slightly; it's obvious that shes had more than the one glass. I look at her as she watches me but I can't hold eye contact, I'm scared to speak but I have to try to convince her to release me."Please," I start but her eyes bore into mine and she casually places her glass on the floor. As she squats her short. Finally Rosy aunty with the help of a neighbour got Tessy to a hospital and was relieved after two days my mother said this incident to me and said that because of that Rosy Aunty bought a new Honda Activa so that she could use that at will. Next day I went to the club to drop my mother where I met Rosy aunty and I asked her about the new two-wheeler. She said that she hadn’t touched that vehicle as neither of the three knew how to ride it and she also said she would be joining driving classes. We started to map out the things I would need to workon during the next few days and to draw up a lesson plan. We were deepinto our conversation when the shadow of two men fell across ourtablecloth. We looked up; it was Giles ? (the gay man who had forced meto pleasure him a few short weeks ago and had left me feeling used andabused). He was with a man-friend and both clearly had already enjoyeda few too many drinks. Giles leered down at me.?Well if it isn?t the lovely Tricia,? he sneered.. "I popped his cock out of my mouth and put my head on his leg, looking up at him as I ran my tongue around his cock. He smiled at me and said, "Stop that, you vixen. That is not next on the agenda. Now feed me!"I sat up and got the food, and we ate quietly for a few minutes. I could see the thoughts flowing over his face, and I knew what he was thinking, when he finally broke the silence. "Rachel, I need you to tell me how you are really feeling," he said.I looked at him for a moment, very.