I was busy with the activities ;) :p as always, feedback, encouragement, suggestions are welcome and requested at .Coming back to the story, the next...day after the incident, I send a message to both tanvi and ashma that reads “Good morning my dear slave, do not forget your homework or be prepared to be punished.” I, with creative dreams gets dressed and gets to the office and wait for the day.At 11am I get a message from ashma, good morning sir, what time and where shall we come and please. “Would you like to touch my pussy?” I asked. Without answering, he put his finger on my clit and gently rubbed it. “God that feels so good,” I moaned. “Can I put a finger inside you?” he asked softly. “Mmmm yes,” I replied. Very gently, he slid his finger inside me. “You like that?” he asked. “It feels so good,” I moaned. “Your pussy is so wet,” he whispered. “You’re making it wet,” I replied as I rubbed and pinched my tits. He rubbed it in gentle, circular motions, very tenderly and. The yelling, nagging and screaming of two people that claimed they were once “in love” had forced me never to trust anyone that could effect you emotionally. I have never told Tom what happened to me growing up, i just told him i didn't get along with my family and he kind of just accepted the answer. I think that he knew there was more than that but he never pushed me to tell him anything, it was too good to be true, I can see that sooner or later, something would come back to haunt me. TomFor. "He picked up the bagged and gagged Sarah and tossed her across his shoulder. I followed him out to the car park, grinning at Sarah's plumped out cheeks as she wriggled around on Harry's shoulder.We put Sarah into the boot of the car and strapped her in so she wouldn't bounce around. "Just remember, girl, you're not staff, you're stock," said Harry, bluntly, as he shut the lid.I rode up front with Harry. An hour later we turned off of the road past a broken down sign that had been put up for.