She was stealing a glance of my bare shoulders and biceps now and then. A small tent on my lungi too.She:”where is rest room”me:”this way”I wa... wondering how can she pee or shit with such tight pant…so i asked“u need extra cloth”she:”that will be very helpful” I gave my another lungi to her. I stayed in hall. She went to bed room and pushed the door but dint lock…might be intentionally. I was seeing the reflection on the TV sitting on sofa about what’s happening inside.She opened her pant. Joan found herself bound firm to the device. The soft, fur shackles lied about her comfort. They held her as sturdy as any iron equivalent.“First, I’m going to cut off your dress.” Robert pulled a large pair of industrial shears from the wall.“Please, Robert, you’ve ruined three of them already.”“Hush, Mommy, you have to obey us now.”“I-I’m sorry, Tommy.” Shame was never far away these days. Submission summoned it to her in a heartbeat. Her heart pounded with fear and anticipation. The blood it. More

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