“You overstep yourself,” he yelled as he palmed the buckle of the belt and raised his arm to lash me with the rest. But the memory of it was mine, and no one could ever take it away from me. Bhabhi “Oh no, pretty hole, I want to see your face.” I turned back to him, but kept my eyes lowered and he laughed as a tear rolled down my cheek. My eyes flew back up to his and he laughed. As the time dragged by and most of them had been in to piss on me, I was hoping that it was almost over. Rules were established and my boundaries were set, he told me he would trust me to be part of his life as long as I always obeyed him.
