His hand instinctively tightened again around the breast, and he pulled me back into him, cuddling against me. He said ‘Jane’ into my ear, then se...tled again, breathing normally again. Jane? He was still very hard, pressed into my crack, and I didn’t want to disturb him … didn’t want him to wake up and rape me. Did I? My head was spinning. I tried to slow my own breathing and think about what was happening, what he really wanted, how I really felt. I closed my eyes and tried to will myself to. I want to look good for you. Do you think I'll look good enough to eat?" she asked."I will guarantee you'll get eaten," I responded.Victoria went over to her dresser and pulled out some crotchless pantyhose, which she put on. "If you're so sure I'll get eaten, then I'll wear these to make it easier for you." Then she slipped on the dress. No panties. No bra."Did you forget your bra and panties?" I asked."Oh, no," she replied. "If a girl hopes to get fucked she wears black underwear. If she. She cut him down, then did the same for two other slaves. ‘Let’s make it interesting. Winner gets to top the others and gets three days of relaxation, while the losers have to cover his duties on top of their own.’ The three slaves were herded into the center of the room, while the serving slaves moved the table and other furniture out of the way. The three looked terrified, encircled by those that had only hours earlier hunted them through the forest. ‘The winner will be decided thus- when. I could see the colour of her face go from red to pale, as I explained the switch, the delicate difference in lovemaking and companionship, the therapy, and the Kinsey scale. ‘But you’re not entirely gay, the test says...you’re also drawn to men, focus on the small percentage,’ she rebuked, adding that she’d talk to my father. What still resonates with me, however, is how she used very few words to correlate law regulations in India with her fear as a parent. ‘The government doesn’t support.