I'm safe. Jenny's safe. Owens is gone.Life is fucked.I tear at the shoes and they pop off quickly. I throw them up the stairs.In stockinged feet I scr...mble back up the stairs to check on Jenny andStewart. The bag's still in the hall. The dildo is still in the bag.Jenny didn't see anything. Please Jenny, you didn't see anything!I'm hard. Really, really hard. I don't get it. I'm breathing rough. Myvoice is hoarse."Ok?" I ask the room.Jenny's on her bed and Stewart is modeling his outfit for. This was not the plan By kellirea The room was dark and cold . I was chained, my arms above my head and my legs spread wide to expose both orifices. I was blindfolded and gagged. All I could do was wait for whatever Sir T. had in store for me. I was frightened, but mostly there was a feeling of utter helplessness. Just as I was giving up hope of a rescue, when through the open door, I heard a loud commotion from the outer room. It was my Master and other members of “The Group”. my. Mane didi ko pura dheka, ek dum gora chikna badan, unkii mhate ka sindoor , unkii naam aankhe lal naak or maar ke karan tamatar jase lal gaal unkii lipistik ab thoda fail gayi thi or unke unhoto pe halka sa khoon laga huaa tha, unke dono gore chuche ab ek dum lal ho gaye the or unke nipples ek dum khade huee the, unke dono boobs ke beech mai unka mangal sutra tha, unkii chut ko nadeem nai maar ke khneench ke lal kiya huaa tha unkii chut ek dum lal , paw roti kii tharh fulli huii or ander se bah. Finally, just before the dessert, Sharon announced to the assembled guests that Ashleigh had been invited to apply for the position of Sharon’s Executive Assistant. When the applause subsided, Sharon left the table and returned with an envelope. She handed the envelope to Ashleigh and said. ‘This is the formal offer for the position. You can read it over the weekend and give me your answer on Monday. I’m fairly confident you will like it.’ ‘Oh, Sharon, that’s fabulous. To Sharon, the engineer.