I stood up to go to the ladies room, I walked to the waiter who was very close to their table asking him where was the ladies room, I just wanted the ...oy to know where I was going, I wasn’t sure why, but I did make it clear to him, the woman accompanying him knew it too.I was in the spacy bathroom lobby by the huge mirror trying to check my make up against the mirror when the door opened and the same guy walked in slowly, closed the door behind him and stood there, I was surprised, I asked him. When it was time for Arvind’s arrival, I took them off and kept this in his wardrobe and went to my room. Arvind came home with someone.I think they met on a gay platform, and I had some strange feelings. They went to the room directly, and I can hear voices. Literally, they were enjoying it. The other guy left, and Arvind and I were having dinner. I asked, “So, how are you feeling now?” He just said ok and asked for drinks.I said ok, and we had whiskey. I started asking questions about his ex.. “You're punishment shall continue until you beg to be our slave,” I ordered her. “It will have to be sincere on your part. But the pain, the humiliation, will stop.” Cuntrag spat at me. Chasity kicked her in the welted ass and she cried out in pain. “I will not be your slave, not willingly,” Cuntrag spat. “No biting,” I told her, then grabbed her curly brown hair and pulling her face to my cock and shoved it down her throat. Cuntrag tried to fight, but her arms were cuffed behind her back so. ”He was standing in front of his desk, leaning back on it with his arms crossed. He had that far-off look of concentration he had when I was pleasuring him. I loved that look.“Tsk Tsk. Your skirt is far too long. Come here so I can check.” I obliged, approaching him. He pulled at the fabric and made an exagerated noise of disgust. “The fabric is so thick! It leaves far too much to my imagination. And you know what happens when we leave things to my imagination.”I quivered. I couldn’t help it..