Most nights I slept in his bed, but it amused him occasionally to chain me to the foot of his bed, and let me sleep on the floor.I had no pride, no mo...desty. The times when I went out and wore clothes became less and less. Indoors I was always naked, and more and more frequently I would have my hands restrained, either behind my back or to my collar. I began to eat from bowls on the floor. I would cook his meal, and then make myself a stew, then kneel down and eat from the bowl. I was allowed. I'm not very tall and I have to stretch to reach. My dress hemline got even higher on the side where my arm was stretched up. Because my dress is baggy, and has very big scooped armholes, anyone looking at my side that has my arm up would be able to see all of that breast, and a bit of the other one as well.Nothing much happened to start off with, except that I was getting a bit excited anticipating what might happen. After about 3 or 4 stations the train got busier. I'd watched one young man. She fell from the mango tree while picking some. It was about 2 or 3 hours before. It was serious though. She can’t even move. It was her back which got affected. Her father Randhir was good with his hands, he can fix those displaced bones by some flicks. It was him who raised her from toddler’s age to her teenage, now She is eighteen and helps her father from home.It was around 8 when Randhir came home. Randhir in his late 40s was still well built. He was wearing a dhoti and carrying a gamcha. Osne kaha vo apne parents ke sath raheti hai par vo kuch dino ke liye out of station gae hue hai aur abhi ke liye mein akeli raheti hu. Ye sun ke mein maan hi maan khush ho raha tha. oske ghar mein gae aur osne mujhe living room mein bethne ko kaha aur kaha mein tumhare liye towel aur kuch kapde leke aati hu.Todi deer ke baad vo aae osne apne seer par towel lapeta hua tha aur shorts and shirt pahen ke aae thi. oski tange bahut silky lag rahi thi. Oski shirt etni patli thi ki mujhe ander ka sab.