I sat down on an imitation black leather couch surrounded by some plants that needed watering.Angie sat on a folding chair facing me. Maybe she felt ...pressure about being away from the shelter too long...or maybe she was just simply ready. "It's hot in here" as she pulled the tee shirt over her head and reached around to unhook her bra."Yes it is” I took off my polo shirt and, realizing there was no reason to hold back, slid by pants off too. My hard dick appreciated the air around it, as I. My toes are making you incredibly weak and all you wish to do is lay pathetically at my feet.You begin feeling very submissive and I am loving it. I am feeling the power over you!After worshiping my feet for several minutes, I tell you to kiss from my feet all the way up to my inner thigh, slow and sensual kisses that show your great appreciation for your ebony Goddess. You feel completely honored to be allowed to worship. You admire the way the pantyhose hugs the curves of my legs and this. She put a collar on my neck that had Fifi inscribed on a brass plate. She then led me down the basement to what was to be my bedroom. It was a small windowless room with a double bed in it. Two walls were made of stone and the other two were painted pink. There was a dressing table with a mirror and a chest of drawers and a door to a closet. There was also a teddy bear on the bed. It looked like a little girl's room. I was going to be living in a feminine cell. They were determined to. Nirmal: Madam, who says you are a little girl? He must be a blind donkey. He paused a bit and then added, "But Madam, you cannot deny that you can look like a little girl if you get back to your school days uniform." He smiled. Nirmal was flirting with Zeenat, She realized, but to her surprise she was enjoying his words! His comment did not irritate Zeenat. She was feeling hardness again in her nipples and her breasts getting firm hearing a male hinting Zeenat to show up in her school.