The next morning I was up, had showered, put on my eye makeup andlipstick and nightie before Mary awoke. She walked into the kitchenwearing her robe ...and I poured her a cup of coffee. "Good morningMistress." I greeted her. She patted me on the ass and sat down at thekitchen table. She smiled at me and said, "I had fun last night sissy,the power of being the one doing the fucking is quite stimulating." Ithought to myself, yes it sure was nice to be doing the fucking. Shecontinued, "I. Manjula lived in a gorgeous two-story house. When her husband had left her, she decided to stay in the house, and make the best of it. Manjula sat on her bed, taking off her shoes and socks. She stood before her full-length mirror, and gazed upon her body. She felt that same rush of pleasure again, and her nipples responded. Bhoomika again flashed into her mind; she couldn’t help but peel off her workout dress. Manjula loved how she looked in just tights. She turned around, and looked over her. .. Being collared properly for the first time in your life certanly doen't help either...After dinner, at which you mostly ate soup due to your still tired jaw, I call the reception to come get the plates etc. After a while, there is a knock on the door, and I tell you to open it. Her eyes seem to immediately notice your tagged collar, because you can se her cheek redden as she says she's here to clean up. You blush as well, and step aside to allow her in with her small table cart. As she. With my back against the workbench once again I could now see the guy who had raped me. He was old and his eyes were cold as ice. “You should lie down babe, we’re not finished with you yet… He said and took one of my hands and tied a knot around the wrist and fixed it to the table. Then he did the same with the other hand so both my hands were tied out to the side. From above I probably looked a bit like I was on a cross or something.I wanted to ask him where I was and who he was. Actually I.