After all, technically the girls had been correct in being able to take the sunbeds because these two grannies had not left any towels on them. So, al...though they were partially to blame by being so rude, it wasn’t going to be so bad if they carried out the early to bed spankings.Miss Mason, therefore, announced, “Well, as those rules apply both at the boarding school and your care home, then I think they should also apply here. You will both be ready for bed for eight o’clock when Lucy and. Ami Amit ke bollam, “baap rey. Eita to bheeshon bodo and mota. Eita ammar guder moddhay deesh na. Aami moray jabo!” Amar duto hath Amitr bara ta dharar janno nishpish korte laglo. Ami hath bariye barata dhorte gelam aar Amit songe songe bollo, “dhorish na. Ammarta beyriyey jaabey. Prothom semen tor guder modhhay ditey chaee.” Amit puro bichanate juee phool chariye dilo tar par bollo, “tor blouse and bra ta khukey de. Tokay akkaybarey nangto chai amaar.” Amit amar ga theke blouse aar bra phule. I knew what Robert was asking. However, I was uncomfortable actually admittingto my step son that I found some level of excitement and yes, even pleasure, in the shame andhumiliation I was experiencing being forced to dress this way. I think my reluctance to answer directlystemmed from two factors. One, I was ashamed to admit to my stepson that I was such a slut thatIenjoyed being shamed and humiliated. And two, I was scared that if I admitted this fact to him, hewould feel empowered to expose. He laughed. Soon the room was full of his friends and clients and their subs, I was surprised to see that there were even a couple of male subs with an obvious dominatrix. Can you imagine my horror at being so displayed? Me standing there tied, naked on a pile of stained newspapers. I refused to keep my eyes down though I was so ashamed, but I wasn’t playing his game. I made eye contact with most of the subs and they looked at me with sad eyes. It was as if they were saying that they understood.