She was read with pain and shame and shook her head in approval for all the above terms and conditions. I gave her another tight slap because she was ...still wearing her saree and as per rule no.4 she is supposed to be naked unless I ask her to wear something.Strip bitch!! I told in a loud wife pulling her hair. She nodded her head and stood up. She started to disrobe her saree. She was in petticoat and blouse now. Hesitantly she unhooked her blouse and threw it aside. Wow, what a scene it was.. Soon, I was urging him on. " Go on Alan, go on, fuck your little whore, I want your cock deep in my cunt" He reached into my knickers and under my arse and pulled my cunt lips wide open. The feeling of being stretched felt so good; I could feel his fingers wedged in my opening expanding my hole even more. We fucked and fucked for a long time shedding our clothes as we went. I came twice with his rock hard prick jammed deep in my cunt, but Alan held back for his favourite shag: up my arse.I. The deep tan showed off her pale hands beautifully as she stroked him. She felt her pussy becoming wet again and she knew that her daydream was about to come true — at least in part.His fingers twisted in her hair while his kisses became more ardent. He pulled her closer to his body, her soft warm breasts pressing against him through the sarong. His lust and desire were obvious with every movement of his lips and tongue. He tugged her hair and she gasped, but held him tightly and kissed him. ? Without a word, the four men pass thru the entryway, obviously somewhat relieved with his approval as they leave the sinister room. Standing silent, blindfolded, she can only accept his inspection of her nude body, listen as he speaks to her abductors. The past days have been a nightmare, one that she can’t awaken from. Not allowed to sleep, drugged, barely fed, daily discipline sessions, the physical and mental anguish have been overwhelming. Now, she finds herself delivered.