I've got to come up with a killer plan to turn the tables on my parents and can't have any dalliances screwing up my thinking. Work comes before pleas...re, at least this time.Pretty sure I'll come up with a plan to destroy this girl and I know I'll have a lot of fun doing it.Ain't no way my folks can mess with me and get away with it.That's for damn sure!Well, we finally arrived at DFW and parked the limo. Just hate this fucking airport!Who was the wise ass that figured people would want to ride. Raman got excited and he said he wants to strip off by us so I unbuttoned his shirt and vest and kamini removed his track paint and underwear and then me and pallavi removed our clothes easily by that time all the inhibition between we all were gone and stepped in the bathroom then raman said he like to suck my nipples and wants kamini to suck his penis and after opening a hot shower and me and kamini put shower cap and started and Raman was squeezing and sucking my nipples.then he smooched me. ” “What’s on your mind?” It had been one of those moments of déjà vu or premonition or both. I’d known that the phone was going to make its silly text noise before it happened; was sitting looking at my handbag on the passenger seat patiently waiting for it; knew instantly that it was from him even though there was no sensible reason for him to be texting me at 3.17 on a Thursday afternoon; and, even worse, I knew exactly what it was going to say. I had known four weeks earlier when; as he. I entered the first cage and quite liked the look of what I saw. Healthy, robust young women. Some in their teens, some in their twenties. They all looked excellent slave material. The protests and chattering cries ceased as I came into the cage a three-foot whip of rawhide leather trailing from my right hand.“You are all now slaves of Barbaria,” I announced without preamble. “Obviously, at the moment, you don’t quite realize what this means. But you soon will.”Shouts of protest rose up.A.