We satisfy ourselves by watching porn or a hot web series on Ullu or Kookuu. What I was seeing reminded me of Flora Saini in Gandi Baat. Only this was... 100 times hotter and sexy.Because it was my daughter-in-law naked and jumping in full nude glory. Those huge bouncing melons with perky nipples on that sexy body had turned me on. I guess it had made me lost in her beautiful body. I accidentally made a noise, and Riya immediately turned towards me.I quickly moved away. I didn’t know if she saw me. She cleaned them and put in some stitches. They did not look like serious wounds to me. More like scratches. At least those bullets did not break there. She was not too gentle, but instead cursed me and men altogether, especially when she checked the soaked bandage in my left palm. I did not care. Not any more.I woke up the following morning with a warm body next to mine. For a second I thought I was having a really bad dream; but, together with the pain, reality hit me. The shade of color in. They enjoyed seeing a man who was now completely under the control of his Domme. They could talk loudly about me and, although i could hear, i could not talk back. They could view my body, but i could not view theirs. They could touch me and brush the clothespins pinching my nipples, but with my hands tightly attached behind me, i could not touch back. Many of these women asked my Domme if they could hold my leash and pose for pictures with me. She happily obliged. She whispered to me as some. All last year he’d sat beside her in Algebra and at the end of the year he called her “Jamie.”She’d been crushed. Brock knew her name, that’s for sure. The kiss they had shared that night after the movie had sent jolts of electricity to all of Jenny’s interesting spots. But that’s as far as Brock had gone--kissing.He hadn’t tried to touch her breasts. He hadn’t put his hand on her butt. Hell, they hadn’t even French kissed until she had taken the initiative and slipped her tongue into his.