Ella picked up the knife again, wiping it clean.“How did you feel about that, Rachel? Did you like watching, and knowing you’ll never have him? Ar...e you turned on right now? I bet you are, you slut.”Ella smiled wickedly, approaching her again. She sliced off her shorts with the knife easily, ripping her underpants away until the shreds of fabric didn’t hide her anymore. And then she took the knife and shoved it in, point first, to the whore’s dirty orifice. She thrust again and again, seeing the. Kyuki tu toh padosi hai naRishab- chal jhuti. Uss din teri diary padhi thi maine . Salli kaise apna hawas dikha rahi thi .Me – tumne diary padh li ?Rishab – hann aur ab tujhe teri dream world se reality mai bhi leke mai hi aaungaYeh baat sunke mere andar kuch ajib se feeling hui aur mai gilli hone lagiRishab ne mauka na gawate hue mujhe kiss kar diya aur dheere se mere boobs ko dabane laga. Mai bahot gilli ho rahi thi aur phir maine rishab ke pant ke upar se hi uska lund sehlana shuru kar diya.. And the funny thing is that after our relationship grew, it was more fun to do social eventslike Friday Nights! I didn't mind them at all, in fact Ilooked forward to it. My slave would be a sissymaid for thenight and I'd be so proud of him!" "How did your relationship work with a teacher?" "Well, sometimes we'd go out, sometimes stay in, and notnecessarily in the dungeon. Sometimes it was like a regulardate. Even doing some things that he wanted. But, (chuckle)he always ended up in the. At least I hoped his visit to 5th avenue still held. I needed him living in the moment not a haze.During the final days, I had been given to a cell leader I called rotten teeth. He would be a nervous chipmunk, if he were a real cartoon character. He was always moving around in jerky spasms. I wasn’t sure if he was on something, or had mental issues. I only knew he loved anal intercourse. He often lifted my dress after a meeting. He would then insert himself quickly and painfully into me. Yes he.