I took bath and wear all that dress. Crop top end with above stomach and shorts hardly covered my ass. Suddenly a door opened. Latha came and took the... new wig and put it my head.and applied makeup. Time is almost 11 pm. Latha took me to the party area, I felt so pity for myself. They started the music and I serve them drinks. They dance in between they grabbed my ass and sometimes they spit drinks in my mouth, made me drink that. The time now is 12 O’clock. Riya said to get the cake. I took it. The handle was shaped specially to fit the fingers, and the grooves were narrow enough that she had known the first time she picked it up that it was designed to be wielded by a woman. Above and below the grip was a band which was intricately carved with ornate decorations.The cane itself was about two thirds of an inch across at the base, tapering to about half that at the tip. It was incredibly stiff and hard, and narrow enough that even a light stroke produced indescribable agony. When. This happened in 2006 and is a true incident. My father is a senior officer in the merchant navy and he used to be out on the ship for nearly 7 to 8 month at a stretch. Only my mother and me where there at home. I am the eldest and am working with an MNC as finance manager. My sister is married and she has settled in Kerala and my brother was studying in Delhi. My parents were pressing me to get married and they were looking out for some alliance for me. There was only a part time servant maid. “I’m not a big breakfast eater, but I’ve gotta keep my slave healthy.” With some difficulty he managed to slide the donut over the head of his dick. I wasn’t either, but how could I refuse an offer like that? Taking great care with my teeth, I slowly ate the donut off of his shaved cock, being sure to give him a fair share of generous licks while I did.He asked me if I wanted anything to drink, I nodded. Pulling me into the kitchen, he pulled out a cup and a carton of orange juice. Placing.