There was nothing new for Indira to behold that she hadn’t already seen, felt or tasted. She helped Sheldon to a knee stand on the carpet. Positione... similarly, she placed his hands together in front, palms together, straightened fingers pointing up. She brushed her fingers over his eyelids, signaling him to close them. Indira took a similar pose and started a whispered hum in her throat. Sheldon opened one eye to peek and saw her in an apparent deep meditation. He closed his eyes again and. It was difficult to contain my screams and moans, but anyone could have passed by the door at any moment and heard me. As it was, some of the louder ones still escaped my lips. If someone were to come in through that door at that very moment they wouldn’t have seen the prim and proper and elegant bride I was expected to be. Instead they would have seen a lustful, wanton, erotic woman thrashing in orgasm beneath the body of the man capable of making her feel a slut and love every fucking second. ” I need to hear it.“Keep quiet, Mr Morrison,” she bit out breathlessly.“Tell me or I’ll take the blindfold off,” I threatened.She inhaled sharply, maybe because her model’s disobedience frustrated and scandalized her, or maybe because she imagined what would happen if I went through with my threat and the idea excited her.“Alice,” I said her name sternly and lifted my hand to the cloth that lay across my eyes.“I see your body,” she hastily began, stopping me in my tracks. Something clattered. "Fuckin' little white shit" he said, "Is that how you answer your master?". When he stopped, I could see tears running down her cheeks, "No master" she cried out, then added, "Your fucking white piece of shit white whore loves for you to abuse her worthless tits". Smiling, "Now that's more like it bitch" as he sent two last blows to her tits. Looking back at Ray, "I want this fuckin' white cunt first" he said and the gut standing next to me then said, "This white trash is mine" and grabbed.