Again I pull her towards me and the Viagra is kicking in at this point as I'm sitting on the table.She drops to her knees and starts sucking me off.. ...ow here is the testy part.. I have to gauge how they like to play,easy,firm or rough. So after determining that Sophia is a nasty whore who likes it s bit on the rough side I now kick it up a notch.I ask her to stand and unhook her bra and play with her tits for a bit.She tells me in he broken English that she likes her lovely brown pencil eraser. My mother, who has taken care of me since I was a kid because my deadbeat father walked out on us, kicked me out of our home because I dropped out of high school when I was 16 and I didn't want to go back. Reality set in rather quickly once I was out on the streets. I had to figure out, on my own, how to take care of myself.I found a job as a cashier at a local 24-hour truck stop gift shop soon after I was forced out on the street. It was a minimum wage paying job but it was enough for me to. Rings were strategically placed in this room too, and I disconnected the heating and air conditioning; no such luxuries in a cell. I explained to Candy that she would be sleeping in the cell whenever I wanted her there, or to punish her. Her lips quivered, whether from excitement or because she was about to cry, I could not readily tell. I had Candy help me with all the work, and indeed, some of the jobs she did herself under my instructions. I got off on seeing her prepare her dungeon to be. They have their own business her husband taking care of that, and I met him with Bhabhitha madam only one or two times in the store. Let me start the story.One day while closing the store I got a call on land line for home delivery. I only picked up the call, I said madam I don’t have delivery boy today they already left. Manu its very urgent it’s for my breakfast, I said ok I will do the needful, I plan to send one of my other staff for delivery, but he is new in the system and he is not.