She stifled a scream. Never, ever, had she experienced such exquisite agony... and joy, at the same time. She killed the building scream, in her throa...t, because she wouldn't allow him to know that he had subjugated her with an insignificant feather.The peacock feather, in Jay's hand, danced teasingly on her throbbing clitoris for only a few moments, and just at the point when she was sure she could stand no more of it, the lust-inciting feather was suddenly gone. Then, she felt it trailing up. We were sex slaves! "?I looked down at the floor and stared demurely at his toes as he examined me .I was sitting on my knees between his legs my hands chained on my feet’s . After taking another long swig from his bottle, he reached out, and pushed his cock between my big tits. He bobbed me up and down by my hear while I was looking up at him with wide eyes. My ball gag prevented me from crying out. He intended to satisfy himself between my breasts - Grabbing me firmly by my hear , he began to. I tried again, reaching under my sweatpants and itching through my boxers. Still nothing. At this point, my body mistook my intentions and decided to pitch a very visible tent in my sweatpants.Luckily, I sat in the back corner of class, and when I angled my chair a certain way, nobody could see, not even the teacher. As far as embarrassment went, I was safe. However, this was still very early on in the hour-long class period, and my cock was rather uncomfortably hard. I decided to play with it. She asked where will you give the notes to me as next week is a holiday. To which Kumar replied as we will return it to your home itself as we know your house. She said okay and left without knowing anything about what is going to happen in her house on Monday. Monday morning by 9.30 we reached her home and she opened the door. She was wearing a purple color salwar and white leggings in which she looks gorgeous. She welcomed us in and we sat in the sofa. Kumar handed over the notes to her and.