Thanks to ISS for sharing their collection of Indian erotic material. I Anjali came from a very simple, conservative family in Anand in Gujarat. I was...married to Rajiv Dalal. Rajiv’s family was very reputed in Cloth market circle.The Dalal family had bought a 3 story apartment building in Borivli. The ground floor belonged to Rajiv’s father and the flats on upper floors belonged to Rajiv and his brothers each. Rajiv was given the third floor.Though they had separate flats, the entire family. Took just one man and one woman. They were like how dare you little girl. She yelled at them "I am not a little girl anymore!" and they responded "Yes you are! If you were then you wouldn't be acting like this." They held her while while she was spanked and humiliated badly. All the children watched in shock. They didn't want that to happen to them.One of the assistants took some strange fluid and poured it on the girl's spread vagina, held by the guardians. It hurt her more than anything. Her. "I'll get you a drink." But she stopped me by grabbing my left hand."No stay right here. You do owe me an explanation Madeline. Then I'lldecide whether you're still worth all of my attention."I explained how I'd come to spend the weekend with Jenna. How I did seeher at Spice and how I felt about the two of them. She listened andcontinued to cry,"So you do still love her? Still want her?" No Tess, it's not as simple as that. Jenna and I had something veryspecial and she will always be my friend.. Then I felt my blouse being ripped off and my skirt fell to the floor. I tried to retrieve it but Dick stopped me. “Kat never wears panties,” came the smirk from Dirk. Cheers and laughter greeted my forced striptease. We sat down for lunch and started planning the next scene. I was very uncomfortable sitting naked next to the stars along the crew. The director and the two principal talents had a naked lunch with a gawking Melanie still in her t-shirt and jeans. The poor waiters had a tough.