Uncle used to sleep in a room that was almost reserved for him, which was in the first floor along with another guest room. My parents used to stay in...the big room that was next to mine. All the rooms had separate bathrooms. We had a lady servant and the driver Shankar, who were helping out with the house hold chores to mom. I was doing my engineering in II year at that time. Dad used to stay for long hours in the office and also he used to be on tours quite frequently. It was one of those. I grab my backpack and unroll the duffel back I have stuffed in there. Shove her body inside and walk out to my car. I pass some of her friends. Nobody talks to me. Gonna be a fun night.-Part III-She wakes up in a chair. We’re in the top floor of a desolate barn that I came across. She’s drowsy, but learns her situation quick.In a wooden chair, wrists taped to the arms of it. More tape around her waist and just above her cute little tits. And of course, ankles taped to the legs. Only thing she. For a while, when we would have sex, she would just lay there, mostly because she didn’t know what to do. I found that amazingly hot! I wanted to brag....I wanted other men to know what I had!A few months into our marriage....The beach....some alcohol and some prompting by me, led to the first time I shared my new bride. Her pussy was destroyed by a middle aged black cock in a St. Petersburg Beach, Florida, motel. That was also my first “sloppy seconds”. The whole experience was unimaginable.. She thought I'd value her and put her to useto do my work while I took the credit. She'd be protected by my dependenceon her. She'd have a ?relationship' with me but only on her terms. Some managersdid use these discarded execs in exactly this way but I did my job well enoughto know I didn't need her or any of her experience in the way she thought. Still, a pretty girl. ?Ok, Mandy. Why don't you strip down to your panties and bra now, ok?? It was the last thing she expected, which was odd given.