I planted one small kiss on each of her eyelids. Then kissed her beautiful nose tip. I was holding myself not to hurry and enjoy each and every moment.... Then kissed her cheeks, oh, it was wonderful and now was the turn of her rose petal lips. My heart was pounding at great speed while I took her lower lip in my both lips and wiped my tongue on her lip. I was not new to sex, it had been like a cup of tea for me but still Roopa was sending in shocks through my spine. I could not hold on any longer. I saw the guy looking at me thru the glory-hole. I started getting hard just looking at that eye looking at my cock. I started the pull on it until I got totally hard which only took about 30 sec. because I was turn on. I took a step back and looked into the other stall which none of them them had doors, and looked at the horny guy watching me JO.He stood up and grabbed my dick and gave me on hell-of a french kiss. I about lost it right there.He took be by me outside the out-house and there. She shows no mercy as she ties the rope tighter, wrapping it around my calves and ankles. She leaves me lying on the floor and leaves the room. She flips the switch plunging me into isolated darkenss and leaves the room.I lose all sense of time as I lie there with my thoughts. The anger I have caused my mistress. I listen through the darkness and I hear screams of pleasure from another room. Mistress Chelsea is entertaining another slave. Things are going much better for her other. When her wheel squeaked, she heard the scratching stop.Something much bigger than a mouse was in the library.Pulling herself free of her chair, she moved silently along the stone wall. Long ago, she had learned to tell the difference between actual brick work and a facade. Primarily, the difference was that a facade would rip itself free trying to support her weight, and she had sported a pretty nasty bruise for weeks as a reminder of that particular lesson.The scratching resumed, and now she.