Once or twice she started to rise to address some issue. I held her head firmly in place. She realized she was to listen. I was telling her things I h...d never told anyone, not even Sally. I felt the tears washing over the base of my cock. At first I thought my forcing her to stay in that position hurt her. I reached out with my senses to touch her.I hadn't been able to do that with her much. It was as if she didn't have much to sense, like her sense was hibernating, hidden inside. This time,. Later on that day went very boring but my mind was going to that beautiful lady lakshmi from the first sight I saw her I fell in love with her more over lust. Her age is 38 and vital status are 38-30-36 whitish in complexion and maintained her body very well as she is a village woman they do lots of stuff which maintains her body …i masturbated on her name and slept …..The next morning when I woke up I was shocked to see lakshmi sitting in front of me and talking to my granny … what I was. Make me proud of you. He added to my astonishment.Before I could react, the manager came to us and took me away.I was told to undress and remain in just heels and thongs, my hands tied to a ring on the wall in a room where other slaves were also waiting to be auctioned. A guard with a whip was controlling our silence.After a couple of hours, the manager came for the first slave. And so on came the moment for other five girls. I kept waiting in horror.Suddenly, the manager ordered the guard to. Her assailants now tied her legs open to rings in the stage; to my surprise, they used soft ropes the only soft thing I had seen used all evening. The two bruisers now vanished to the wings and the girl had vanished as well the lights went down just leaving one spotlight at our girl. The crowd hushed and there was a clinking noise not unlike the ring of a spur, accompanying the clonk of heels on the wooden stage. The organiser simple introduced her with a sweep of the hand and the single word.