He was so angry but I wasn't thinking and I wasn't ordered to not wear panties. He made me stripped and crawl to the shower stall and he tied my hand...s to the handle bar on the wall and wrapped a belt around my neck and tied that to the bar, too. Then he gagged me and put my dreaded hood over my head. I was so scared, crying, begging through my gag. He walked into the laundry room right next door and grab a big pail and filled it with cold water. He poured it over my body and face. I can. Time went by, about (four) 4 months after, the incident took place. One day my friend Manish did not came to the college. I rang him but he told me that due to some emergency he has to rush to his uncle house and would come in two days. My maths book was with him so I went to his home. It was around 2 pm when I reached his place. Since it was afternoon I used to come to their house regularly so I did not rang the bell but went inside through the back door as I had the additional key. I did not. Her fight wasn’t with him…it was with herself, her conscience. The realization stung as much as any slap and she knew she had to make a choice. She moved cautiously towards Shaun, teetering on the edge, trying to make a decision. It was in that moment Shaun interpreted her advance as a green light and made his move. He reached across the space between them and grabbed both her arms, pulling her towards him. “No, Shaun! Wait! I don’t want…”, but her voice trailed off as she glanced down. In her. She then went on to put the clamps on my ball sack.This time it really hurt, and I shouted in pain. Slap, right across my cheek and I stopped shouting. She put on 2-3 clamps on my ball sack as I kept on begging her to take it off. Then she kissed my lips, the first romantic thing she did since I have been her slave, but nothing was without a kink. She bit my lips at the end of the kiss, hard. The bite was nothing compared to the clamps on my ball sack and I loved it.Then she went and stood a.