My mind was forcing to kick him beat him to death and at the same time my body was getting more and more tempted with his hard touches on my legs and ...body. In fact I always wanted to be treated the rough away and this was triggering me. I loved sex. i was crazy for a hard fuck. my mind revolted as my fantasy but i never wanted with a servant and on top of that who is going to be in my brother’s house.I tried to resist for the same and he was wasn’t speaking anything just seeing me body me torn. It was a secluded spot and someone was going to come from that subdivision. I pulled on my mask and gloves before putting all my supplies in my belt and hiding in wait. I didn't have long to wait about five minutes later a girl stopped under the nearest streetlight she wore a black dress that shimmered in the light her long dark brown hair down around her face. She was tall like 5'11 with emerald green eyes and a skinny frame with lots of curves. She looked to be about 17 to 19 probably still. A swift and sharp kick to my chest made me realise she wanted me in not out of kinkiness. I quickly scrambled in and huddled up to avoid the closing door of the trunk hitting my head. After what seemed like three hours (I had no watch or anything else on my body except my leash and chain), she finally stopped the car and opened the trunk. We did stop about twenty minutes into the drive, but she didn’t open the door – I spent presumably an hour or so just stuck in the trunk fantasizing Shoheli’s. I was tired more emotionally then physically. I lay there waiting for the knock on the door that finally came an hour later. Come in. I called to her. I held up the covers before she even entered the room. She slipped in and wiggled up to me. I slipped my arm around her. Tears welled up in her eyes again. Please dont cry, I whispered to her. I cant stop. She was barley older then me. I pulled her tighter. I keep thinking if it were me, there are so many things I would never have done yet..