‘Ya think ya run the joint, mister?’ the man practically snarled. You looked up at him, trying to give him the doe-eyes so he’d let ya go. ‘Wh...y don’t ya try to go get some sympathy from the cars.’ He turned around and grabbed you by the wrist, dragging you with him. ‘But…’ ‘Shut up, troublemaka. We don’t need none of ya kind in here.’ The man literally growled at you as he tossed you out of the mall on your head. Well, I’m fucked now, aren’t I? You sighed as you gathered yourself up and headed. Phir hum log ek hotel me room book kiya wo bolne lagi ke wo sari me so nahi sakti aur change karne ke liye uske pass kapde bhi nahi the to mai ne use suggest diya ke wo sari utar de aur peticot aur blouse me hi so jaye usne aisa hi kiya,Kya batao dosto jab wo wash room se shirf peticot aur blouse ne nikli uske ubhart hue chuchi aur khuli kamar dekh kar mera lund jhatke khane laga, aur wo mere pass aayi aur mujh se puchhne lagi ke aap kaise change karoge mai ne us se kaha ke agar wo mind na kare. Mistress smiled at me and told me to stand in front of the bound maid. "She let a few things slip out in conversation, and then hoped I wouldn't notice. I pretended not to, and did some of my own investigating, and found that she was abusing the authority I gave her. I want you to strip completely. Then bring me the cane, and I'll unlock your cock cage." I hurriedly undressed and fetched the whippy rattan instrument that had so often been used on my own bare bottom. Mistress removed my cock. His lips kissed her again while his right hand reached in to cup her breast. And then he lifted up the bra and touched her nipples, and she drew in a sharp breath. After a little while she found herself getting more excited than she felt comfortable with and she asked Frank to stop — though she found it very hard to do so by then. He drove her home not long afterward. When they stood at the open doorway of her apartment, she hid her face in his chest for a moment, then said, ‘Kiss me,’ in a low.