The hard bed and the aggressive mosquitoes didn’t help the cause. He got up from the bed, stretched his limbs and looked around for the door to the...bathroom. Obviously there was just one door and that was to enter into the room. He grabbed the essentials from his backpack and wandered out. The dusty dark corridor opened into a ten by ten foot lobby area. The main door facing the corridor directly led onto the road. The manager’s desk was empty and an old lady was sweeping the floor. Sensing. –Suddenly he jacked and withdrew and I felt his sperm on my thighs.He got up and said- sorry Nila , mai paagal ho gaya tha.--its ok- I said – aap ne mujhe who pleasure diya jo mai 18 saal se na paai.-Kya ? usne kaha.-haan Vijay mere pati ke baad aaj paheli baar kisi ne mujhe choda- .Then he said “ agar aap 18 saal se nahi sex kiya to Gita ka 47 saal ke choot kitna tight hoga.--KYA- maine kahaYes – he said I want to fuck her also. Please help me do that.-How--I got a plan- he saidHe explained. He apparently had been 'trained' to serve as a sex slave because he kept his eyes towards the floor and immediately obeyed every command that was given to him. His smooth skin was not marked at all with an scars, tats or piercings and his overall appearance projected 'clean' and sexy.When I had put on my leather vest and shorts and sandals, I brought my little bag to the living room and saw that the Dom had some toys laid out as well - paddles, whips, butt plugs and a very large dildo. He. I dropped off the attendance sheets and I turned around and ran right into Mr. Wigfall. I said excuse me. Suddenly I was all flustered.He stepped back, smiled and said, "Miss Wilson! How are you? I never see you in the teacher's lounge. Are you doing alright?"I explained that I ate my lunch at my desk and made up some excuse about studying my lesson plans and being available for my students. I realized that I sounded much more like a silly school girl than one of the teachers. But I had just.