I should pee in that bucket. Mala was wearing tight half pant and vest made of very thin cloth through which her every curve of body is nicely viewed.... I sat on a sofa and observing her and talking to aunt about my city. While talking aunt go to the corner of the room and lifted her saree to her waist exposing her big round ass to my sight.She stands near to the bucket and lifted one leg to the side of the window and aimed her big vagina to the bucket and stars peeing. The peeing sound was. ” You say. “Yes, Mistress.”“Good, now raise your arms.” You begin putting my arms above my head locked up. Then my ankles, spread eagle. You reach into the bag and pull something out. You place the blindfold on my head, blocking out my vision. Then I feel the pinch, as you place the clamps on my nipples. I moan in a combination of pain and pleasure. You climb on top of me, lean close and begin licking my ears, in the places you know so well, making me writhe and moan. You stop and attach the. We were worried when the construction started here.”John nodded, “We were careful. We even transplanted several rare species of plants to our green house. They have been returned to the grounds around the school.”“That is good.”John shouted, “It’s alright Ling. You can come over here.”Albert turned and looked down the path as Ling appeared behind them. He smiled, “I had just heard her. She is very good, too.”Ling deftly reached out and took the knife out of the hand of Cindy as she walked past. She slides in, shivering as the air conditioning goes on.She smells nothing wrong.Perhaps Cranston has already changed the filters.She notices the sunlight glinting off something shiny, just inside the vent.But she is too tired to climb on the chair Cranston was using and see what it is.She could use some sleep right now, in the worst way.And she drops off.And they are there, the three of them.And it is night and the room is dark.And from somewhere, music.A slow, lugubrious waltz.And she is.