Her voice is soft and melodic. She smiles, and her deep brown eyes hold me, caress me, take me into a part of her soul that a man would not normally b...e privy to. I feel privileged to be allowed the opportunity.I absent-mindedly reach to hold the door open, and brush against the skin of her hand. She has the softest, smoothest skin, warm and inviting. I’m on the verge of apologizing, fully expecting her to wince and withdraw from the contact.She doesn’t.There’s a sensation akin to a small. They gave us meat pieces and told us to dry them using strings in Rati’s house. When i reached there her mom went to neighbour house. I told her we need to tie these kebabs and dry them on the up rack of the corridor. I tied the kebabs but very close to each other.Then she interfered and said its wrong and tried to reach and adjust space between kebabs . As she is short she is unable to reach it. So i asked whether can i lift her. She agreed. I lifted her but no use.Then i put one stool for. It was as if they were all teenagers again, and the natural leader in Steve was taking over. He was showing off a bit, and it was a turn-on the way he was directing everything.His arms shifted, and he casually caressed one of Heather's boobs. "You wanted to play with these puppies. I remember you talking about it."He didn't have to confirm a thing. The guilt was written all over his face."Well?" Steve said. "Now's your chance."Steve grinned as his friend finally took the hint. He stepped up to. She needed to be under his control again, and she needed to be used by him. She would do whatever he ordered her to do, no matter how humiliating, and no matter how weak and needy she appeared to be to both Brad and Jane.Marie had fallen to her lowest depths; she had been humiliated by Brad and Hiroshi when they had ordered strangers to cum on her; they had pissed on her; and they had cut her hair off. Surely, there were no further depths of humiliation and submission that Marie would sink to..