The book had said midnight I would turn into a slut.I would go to bed each night at 9pm. And I was to read books that would make me more pleasurable t...o the men.Another part talked about always looking at the men's cocks. Not to lift my eyes unless told to. There was a chapter on what jewelry to wear. I went to the table and found several items. A necklace that said in gold letters "TOILET" The book had said put it on now and wear it all the time. Almost crying, I put it on. I could see the word. Oh, why couldn’t she have just done what she had been told? Why did she always have to resist? Was pulling her shorts and panties down really so bad to have earned this extra punishment by resisting those acts? She had always imagined that the humiliation of being spanked would be worse than the actual physical pain. Having experienced both now, she resolved that, as bad as it was, she would be much more open to more embarrassment if it helped her avoid pain in the future. ?Lauren,. Unki ldki ka name sonam kya maal tha mera tou dekhte hi lund khda ho gya or uski bhabi ka name neha tha usne shadi dal rakhi thi jisme wo bhut sexy lag rahi thi bade bade gol gol chuche or moti gand dil kar raha tha ki mai abhi pkd ke chod dala. Maine phir unhe chai pani pilaya or phir khana khilaya uske baad mama or mami mummy ke room me chle gye hum tino upr room me a gye mere room me hmne thodi der baat ki. Baat karte karte meri nazar bhabi ke chuchon pe jaa rahi thi jo blouse se ade se. ”“Today I have pictures that were obviously taken by you yourself. How about you do what I say this time?” He was still smirking.“And what exactly is that?” She crossed her arms.He shut the door to the storage room behind them and lifted up the hem of her shirt. She simply stared at him as he ran has fingers over her bare belly. “Having fun?” she tried to act calm.“You really don’t have much to offer in the way of breasts, do you?” He tried to lift her shirt more but her arms were in the.