..arms tight by my sides, elbows tucked in, then forearms at an angle inparallel with the skirt, palms flat facing the floor, I mince off to opena bot...tle. While I'm preparing it I can hear walking around inspecting theroom, with the occasional tut or hmm... I get the glass on a silver salverand walk carefully up to her and stand quietly gaze lowered, ready tooffer it to her..She turns to me and plucks the glass from the tray, and takes a sip. Frommy lowered gaze I can see the black leather is. Main aur wo ladka dono log ek acche dost ban gaye the aur ek din mere office ke ladke ne mujhse mera whatsapp number manga aur main usko apna whatsapp number de di aur hum dono log ek dusre se whatsapp par bhi chatting karne lage aur ek din wo mujhe apne ghar ghumane le gaya aur apne ghar le jakar mujhe bahut acche se khana khilaya aur uske bad hum dono log ek dusre ke kareeb aa gaye aur ek din main bhi usko apne ghar le aayi aur usko acche se khana khilayi aur ek din usne mujhe long drive par. My face turned crimson. I took hold of the sides of my skirt, bobbed down quickly, and curtseyed. "Yes, Miss." Non." She looked at me sternly. "Oui, Madame."I repeated it. "Oui, Madame."I repeated it many times, going lower and lower, and my already short skirt rising higher and higher with every curtsey. She smiled and motioned me to her, and turned me around, after she was satisfied with my progress."Encore," she said.I curtseyed, but this time as I squatted, she pressed her face between the. I exhaled as I made out shuffled sounds that grew in volume, my mind a flurry to each noise. Footsteps and stifled murmurs filled the dungeon. Concentrating, I tried to pinpoint the sound or the movement, as goose bumps spread and claimed my naked flesh. Yet soon easily disorientated I felt the presence of bodies circling. I strained as husky whispered words carried, distorted in the air. I could hear breathing above that of my own but still I gasped as a warm hand fell across my bosom. A palm.