Bicycle nayi khareed lee hai …ekk dukaan sey…meri Hero key liye yeh choota sa yohfa hai”Yeh sun ker Uncle ney kaha“Baitey tum ko aisa expensiv...e gift nahi deyna chaheeye…..yeh tau mein bhi afford nahi kersakta foran….thumara bahut shukria…chalo ander chaltein hein…thumari ney barri mazeydaar hyderabadi biryani banayi huwi hai…chaloo sub milker khateiy hain….”Phir mein unkey saath ander gaya….aunti ko Salaam kia…aur khaney sey farigh hooker mein ney ijazat maangi“Achcha uncle abb mein chalta. He caught me as I fell. “Now, now princess, don’t you want to ride up in the cab?” he leered. I had no choice so I submitted, reveling in his rough hands as they pawed my chest and boi-cunt as he lifted me up into the rig. I was shoved head first into the sleeper, onto a mattress covered with sheets. I twisted as I fell, catching the fall on my shoulder and ending up on my back, with my legs spread. (Imagine that!) The b**st didn’t even take off his trousers, just opened up his fly and. ?In high school, I snuck into the gym late one night and accidentallyfound the cheerleaders? outfit storage and tried on one of their pleatedskirts.? I was hooked (little did I knowthat eventually I would I would be the one doing the hooking!).? Later that week Idrove to the south end of the city to buy porn ? I was seventeen and it tookall my nerve to go into the store, wondering what I would do if they carded me? and on my way back up home I stopped by Wal-Mart and bought clothespins,. Yes Sir, I understand."Smack"Six, Master."Smack. I moved from the position, dropping all the way to the floor, rocking back and forth, in an attempt to master the pain. Master tapped me on the rear, signaling for me to get back up."Seven, Master."Smack. "You can do this, do not move again." Eight, Master." I can do this for Master; tears were rolling down my cheeks.Smack."Nine, Master." I could not stop them; they rolled unchecked, streaking my face.Smack."Ten, Master." Tears that started from.