#376296 - As I did so I discovered two things I hadn’t previously known – one was that it was POURING with rain outside; and the other was that someone I had never seen before was now sprawled on my hall floor – evidently having been in the process of knocking again just as I opened the door. “You will sleep in the cupboard under the stairs, and you will wake me tomorrow by coming to my bedroom and sucking my cock … is that clear? … I AM NOT TO FEEL ANYTHING EXCEPT YOUR MOUTH ON MY DICK IN THE MORNING!!” “Yes Master……” I stumbled back to my bed - it was NOW 5. “My father will beat me – I only HAVE two options – go to India and face HIS marriage, or die!” A glimmer of a plan started to emerge within my subconscious – “You’d have to be COMPLETELY invisible … never even show your face at the windows – otherwise I’d have half the Sikh community after me!” “It wouldn’t be ‘half the Sikh community’ … you don’t recognise me – do you? … my father’s Indira Singh Ranjit” I immediately rec
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