The story begins when I was just in my first year of university and was 19 years old and my daughter Khalem, I am two years older and 21 years old. Our family and Khalem Ina, because of the good relationship between my mother and Khalem, we are very good with each other. I am old because we were almost the same age and healthy we were friends since childhood. We were always either their house or our house. I used to play together when I asked God. My age, like me, is arrogant, really arrogant and power-hungry. From his childhood, he always showed his pride and did not give a damn about anyone, but well, because he and I were together from the beginning, he was friends with me and we were both together. Of course, I must say that this belongs to a child up to about 15-16 years old.
I once remember that I was an elementary age and I was old. He liked his tools very much and was very sensitive. I do not remember what mistake I had made when Yehu hit his head so badly that he jumped like a wolf and fell on me. Now do not know who to beat. Well, I was 2 years younger than him, but he had a good hand. It's very awkward. The pair of his hands were punching wherever he could, hitting me on the head and back. In short, I was so scared that we did not think of retaliation at all and I just ran away. I mean, I was really surprised. Out of fear, I did not go to him for another month, until little by little he came and we reconciled. This was the summary of our childhood. It wasn't until we were 1-15 years old that we were growing up, for example. She was becoming a very beautiful and cute lady with penetrating looks, and little by little, because we were leaving as children, our relationship cooled down a bit. The more it went on, the colder it got until it got to the point where we just said hello. I do not really know what was the main reason for this cold. I asked God to make me want to be with him again, but he was cold. As I said, because I am a proud person, I did not go to him anymore, I did not try to make relationships at all.
In short, we still had a family relationship with Khalem Ina, and everything was as good as before, except for my relationship with my age. I was almost 19 years old at the time, I was accepted to an electrical university, and again, because I was a proud person, I did not go to girls and I did not have a girlfriend. But my age was a separate thread for me. While I was dying for him, I did not go to him and he did not leave much room for me. She was 21 years old and she had become a lady in these few years. Very beautiful and tall and shiny eyes and as proud as before. I would have loved to be alone once. But this pride did not last.
In short, the situation was like this until one day our house wanted to cook. In short, all the families, especially Khalem Ina and their age, came to our house in the morning. They were supposed to stay until nightfall and the ceremony would end after dinner. I, who was the host, in short, had to receive and help. The nation is all cautious and so am I and my age. I was talking to the gentlemen and we were talking about politics from this nonsense. I wanted to go upstairs to the bathroom until I was six. I went up the stairs and reached the present. It was half open in one of the rooms. The same room where all the girls and adulterers in the family had put their clothes. I was careless and wanted to walk in front of the room when I felt like someone in the room. I looked and saw my age and what a scene. It can very rarely happen to anyone. He was taking off his shirt. It was the moment when he unbuttoned his buttons and was doing it. I, too, had become unconscious and stared at him. I'm really saying that my age was the most beautiful and mannequin girl I had ever seen, and I may never see a girl like her again. Really, every boy in my place was nailed down and just looked at it without thinking about the consequences. When he took off his shirt, out of my bad luck, Yehu raised his head to take a look outside so that your eyes would not see the bad day. I saw the unfortunate one who stared at him. I wanted to play smart. I quickly shook my head and went to the bathroom. For example, to say that I did not see you or, for example, if I saw you, I only saw you for a moment. But since she was arrogant and stubborn and nervous, she ran out of the room without any fear to catch me. If she was an ordinary girl, I would be careless and pretend that she did not see me, but this human being was not ordinary at all. He ran after me and shouted: "Oh, let me see." I had run and reached the bathroom and opened the door, but it had reached like lightning and it closed the door and closed it tightly. His shirt was half-worn. Imagine for a second you were transposed into the karmic driven world of Earl. Hey, I was turning white and red. I had copied. My mouth was open. I went that way myself and said: What? what happened?
I was a bullet-riddled old man. He raised his hand and hit it under my ear in such a way that lightning flashed from my mouth.
At first he did not want to hit me, but when he saw that I hit myself that way, he became more angry and put his hand on my palm.
Sanam: You bitch, you do not know what happened? You do not know what you did wrong? I'm going now.
Hamed: God, I was wrong, my age, my eyes fell for a moment. What should I do? I had come to go to the bathroom. You were also in the room.
Sun: Shut up, you ignorant bitch. You saw me came up on purpose, you came to see what I was doing.
He was shouting all this. You are not really afraid that anyone will understand. Instead, I'm afraid. I had never really seen him come up. I had come to the bathroom. In short, I was begging. Really, whoever was there did the same.
Hamed: By God, I came to the bathroom. I'm right about my age. Why are you doing this?
Age: Yes, yes, I know. If you came to the bathroom, then why did you stare at me like a toad? Let's go to my room to dress properly. I was scared too, lest I should be embarrassed. I could not think at all what I should do. He gave the order and I performed for fear of embarrassment. He took my hand and pulled it after him. We went to the room. He made his shirt.
I said: I was wrong my age. I admit I was looking, but he really came to the bathroom. Sanam interrupted me and said: Shut up. I do not want to hear anything.
I knew the request was useless because I knew it well. He had been angry and arrogant ever since he fell.
He went to the stairs and looked that no one would come. From the window, the nation looked at the yard to be sure.
He turned to me and said with a certain calmness out of pride and power-seeking: Well, Hamed Jan. You did something you should not have done. Now, whether he wanted to or not. It does not matter to me. You saw me half naked.
Hamed: My age…
Sanam: I said shut up. You have a full baby, I have nothing to say!
Now at least I have to retaliate. It means I have to see you naked too.
I dried up. I did not know what he meant by that. I was left wondering if he wanted to take care of me with this? But on the other hand, I was saying that maybe he is not upset at all and wants to make a joke. But because I knew him, I was more likely to have a plan in mind.
Hamed: My age is ugly. God forbid. What does this mean? I will do anything else.
Senm: Silent. For now, I'm wondering what to do. I will not repeat it more than once, if you do not do what I said right now, I will lose my reputation in my family.
Hamed: My age…
I had not yet closed my mouth when he ran out. I understood that he wanted to bring my father.
I ran and followed him in front of him and my teacher and said: God forbid, why are you doing this? My father is my cousin.
He did not listen to me. He started shouting. I saw I had no choice. I said: Well, well, I was wrong. Eye. I get naked. In short, I asked him to come back satisfied.
We went to the room. He said: Sit on the bed and take off all your clothes.
Jalum himself was standing and standing. I started to take off my shirt first. My upper body was naked.
Said earlier
I reached for the button of my pants and took a look at it, which might say enough. But to no avail, on the contrary, he nodded. I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down to my knees. He said: Bring it completely. Shouted: sooner
I also took off my pants. He said, "Stand up now and come back."
I said: Jon, your mom
He pointed his finger at the tip of his nose
I returned to my feet and teacher. It didn't really work, I just knew I had to do whatever he said for fear of being disgraced.
I was back. I felt like I was looking for something. He had gone and picked up his bag and mobile phone. I understood what he wanted to do. He wanted to take a picture. I turned and said: My age, please. I'm a naughty boy. حامدم. Don't take pictures of anyone you like. I took her hand to let her take a picture.
Yehu brought his foot up, put his foot on the floor, and pushed my chest back with a firm push. I fell on the bed.
The unfortunate thing was that he also went to a martial arts class, and that was a good thing. I would not even dare to get involved with him if I could. Because he had taken a basic iron from me.
As soon as I fell, he quickly took the first photo on the bed with his mobile phone. Makhsh worked well. If that day passed, Atosh would no longer be useful, so he wanted to take a photo so that he would have a permanent Atosh.
It was over. He had taken a photo. I got up to go to him, I was very disbelieving for a moment. I took a step and relaxed. I thought about disgrace and people in the yard. I wanted to fuck him. But I could not. The anger on the one hand, the misfortune was that I had no right to touch him, let alone retaliate. The worm was bursting. My age raised his hand in a mocking manner as a sign that I was calm and there was nothing you could do. My whole being was in a rage. I threw myself on the bed and looked at him with a state of anger and misery.
He said sarcastically: "Calm down, darling, you know you have no choice, so you better be a good boy and do whatever I tell you."
I was silent and looked at him straight. I was badly exhausted. I really felt the meaning of Dermong at that moment.
Sanam said: There is another photo left. You have to go back and be completely naked.
I was going crazy without thinking I got up and came back and took off my shirt.
The sound of his mobile chill came. The second photo.
I was like that and a master. It really didn't work. I did not know what to do. His cell phone rang again. "Okay, now something," he said. I'm going down ,. You have nothing to say?
I was left like that, I did not know what to say. I should not have answered at all. Because he said this to make fun of me.
He said again: Then I will see you. For now
He left the room…
I came back stunned. I sat on the bed. Maybe I was sitting there for about half an hour thinking what had happened to me! Everything happened in 15 minutes. Within 15 minutes, my life was ruined. I was left with what to do at that moment. What does that mean? I wondered what he wanted to do with me. As soon as I regained consciousness, I put on my hair to go down. Fearing that they might not tell me where I had been all this time.
In short, it was a misfortune that day and the guests had dinner and it was about 11: 30-12 when they left. I stayed until about 1 at night. I wanted to call my age to see what he wants from me. I went to my room, closed the door and called. He picked up the phone.
Sanam: Yes? here you are.
He counted me. He knew I was.
Hamed: Hello. منم حامد.
Age: Ahan. Hello. are you well?
Hamed: My age, what did I do wrong that you did this to me?
Sanam: Nothing, I just retaliated against you.
Hamed: By God, my mother, I made a mistake. I was wrong. Sorry. I will apologize to you anyway you want. My age is my cousin. Why are you treating me like this! Dad, you's wrong.
Sanam: I hate what you did. I think you knew that yourself. Now you have to be polite. I have nothing to do with my son or anyone. Everyone else was in your place, I did the same with him.
Hamed: So what do you want to do now? Tell me what should I do? What is my punishment?
Sanam: You do not want to do anything right now. I will tell you later.
He hung up the phone.
I was awake all night thinking about my own shit. In short, that night passed and I became tomorrow and there was no news of my age. I did not have time in those few days. In short, it was tomorrow and it was around noon. I was at university and it was time between classes. I saw my ear ring. that was it. I knocked on the door with fear and trembling and said:
Hamed: Hello
Sanam said in a proud and sneering tone: Hello, how are you?
Hamed: I'm not bad.
He continued in the same tone: Hamed Jan, I wanted to see if you have time this evening.
I had class that day until near sunset. I said: For what time? I have class until the evening.
Age: For 4 or later
I had a class but what was left to do.
He said again: Look, I have an important job for you. For your benefit
Realizing that there was no place to say no here, I said: OK, I will come. where now?
My age: Come at 4 o'clock, you know, but in the evening. I will find you there.
Hamed: Okay
Sanam: So I see you. Bye
I was both scared and somehow happy that my assignment would finally be revealed.
I did not go to any of the afternoon classes that day. I really was not feeling well, I just wanted it to be 4 o'clock sooner. In short, it was about 5 minutes to 4, which I know was Vali Asr. I did not know where he came from at all, he only said he would find you.
It was 4. No news. It was 4:10, there was no news about it again. It was around 4:20 when my ear rang. I took.
Sanam: Where are you stupid? Did you not come to the appointment? I'm biting your father.
He would not let me talk. Frightened and afraid, in order to understand him sooner, I said: God, I came. I swear in front of the cinema now. I'm right about myself.
"My age calmed down a bit," he said. OK. I'm coming.
A few seconds later I saw a 206 beeping. that was it. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was lighting it. I was nailed to the cup. As he smoked a cigarette, he shouted: Come on, misery.
I quickly packed up and got on board.
We walked towards Karim Khan, and from there he threw us up in Modares. My house is guarded. I realized we were going to bleed them. I was silent on the way. I wanted to know what the plan is? But it was not good to ask questions. I understood something I was waiting for. I wore a short, tight-fitting coat just below the crotch and a pair of skinny jeans. Under the coat was a white shirt with a very large collar, which was too tight. His driver did not speak. I have always liked self-confidence.
In short, we went until we reached their blood. He parked the car outside and before he parked it properly, he gave me the key to the house and said: Go and open it. I picked it up, opened the door and waited for it. He got out of the car and came to the door. He went and I followed him up the stairs. We arrived at the unit. وستاد کنار در. I dropped the key and opened the door. You went and I followed him again.
I guessed no one was home, and so it was. He sat down on the sofa and said firmly: Sit down.
I said in a complaining tone: What brought me here? What do you want to do? Determine your task sooner.
He said: Hui hui what? I do not see the thick neck of Kenya! Be the last Bart.
That said, I packed up a bit myself. I realized that this is not the place to grow taller.
Mantusho threw down the sofa. He turned a wheel and said: Look, Hamed, let me tell you frankly. I now have an account for you. I'm sure you have a lot of prestige in front of Familo's daughters and sons. I also do not want to take Abruto for nothing. But if you have to, you know I can do it.
He had come and put his hand on Jaloum's chest and stood on the front of the sole of his foot. I had my head down. I was looking at his feet. Yehu put his hand under my chin and brought it up so that my eyes fell exactly into his. He looks at me as if he were looking at a mosquito. His eyes light up.
He said: Do you understand that?
I did not say anything. But that moment of silence was a sign that I wanted to be captured, whether I wanted to or not. I have to accept.
Then he lifted his hand from under me and hit my cheeks very slowly.
"Hamed," he said in a triumphant voice
He paused for a moment and continued: "From now on, you are my servant and I am your master." Everything I say has a command and you have to execute it.
I, who had my head down again, said this and Yahoo touched my hair with so much pressure that I felt that some of my hair had been pulled out and I straightened my head. My hair hurt so badly that I almost got up from the couch for a moment because of the pain.
I did not know anything about master and slave at that time. I did not understand the meaning of his words. I was dry. What did I think it meant? I felt bad that I was being abused. I got very angry. I took his hand, lifted it from my head, and got up. My face was exactly in his face. I am tall. It was about two or three inches shorter than me, and because it was sanded, it was exactly my height. I shouted at him angrily and loudly: What are you saying? Do you think that you can do whatever you want? Did you think I was a bug?
I had not finished shouting when I saw that he brought his right hand up and wanted to knock. I quickly took his hand.
I had not yet lowered his right hand, which hit me hard in the ear with my left hand so that it fell on my neck. I listened for a moment. Maybe I would have fallen if he had hit a little harder. My face was burning. I had just shaved my face, and I had a hard time sticking to my face. I subconsciously put my hand on my face. He was looking at me like a wolf. It was so hard it was, tears were streaming down my eyes, but I hid it no matter what the misfortune was.
I do not remember anyone hitting me so hard in the ear until then. I realized what I had done wrong. I was stupid. Everything was in his hands. I was angry for a moment and did not understand what I was doing. I sat unconsciously on the sofa, that is, I almost fell down.
Sanam said: I think now you understand who the world is?
I said: What does slave mean? You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh?
Sanam laughed proudly in a triumphant manner and said, "No, little Hamed." Not all. But every time I said you have to be at my disposal. Do not be afraid, you live your life, you go to university and everything else. But whenever I feel like it, you come and serve me.
I did not work hard. I just knew I had to say and do whatever he said. It was unbelievable to me. That's from my empty daughter. I wanted to beg him in a way that would make me carefree. But I was afraid the other side of my face would turn red.
He put two hands on my head and pulled my hair with a caressing motion. Then he put his hand around my neck so that two of his sixty fingers were exactly on my throat. He held it like that for a moment, then gave Gloom a little pressure. It pressed exactly the same bone in front of the throat. I coughed a little. One ate and the master pressed again. This time a little stronger. I coughed again. I said: What are you doing? Do you want to kill me
Sanam laughed a little and said: No, is not my intellect? I want to play with my little slave for a while.
At that moment, I felt very miserable. I was really trapped in his hand. I never thought I would be so dominated by anyone.
I said: God bless my age. Please. Please forgive me. I am your servant and slave. You are the winner.
Sanam laughed out loud and said, "Okay, okay." continue. You are learning. Didi does not work!
My whole body was numb. I was relaxed. I was almost on the sofa. He was the one who kept me upright and every few moments he pressed my glomerulus.
My face turned to his side as he held his hand. Misery rains from my face.
Sanam: Well, will our work start right now? If you have an objection, say slave.
I raised my head as a sign that I had no objection.
- Hi Yabu! I am your master. My answer is just the source. My eyes are open. Do you understand?
- Yeah ! I mean my happy eyes.
- Is it good. Now get it right I want to have a good start for today.
I sorted myself out. My face was still burning. He placed two legs on either side of me so that his abdomen was right in front of my face. Then, with a firm hand, they grabbed both sides of my head, put me to sleep with a certain savagery, and clung to the handle of the sofa behind my head. The handle of the sofa was long, I was almost something between sitting and sleeping. I was left wondering what this is! Then he slowly started to move his back and forth so that it was slowly under his belly to the edge of my nose. I was blowing my horn in surprise. I did not know what he meant by this. Hey, he stepped back and every few moments, he smiled insidiously, which surprised me even more. Behind his eyes was a certain self-confidence that scared me a little. A minute or two passed and he was still smiling. I almost liked it, and I closed my eyes because his pants were eating my face. Then he paused for a moment and held his hand tightly around my head. He was holding on to Mohamma, holding his head straight with all the pressure. I was scared and my face was crushed as soon as I tried to open my eyes to see what had happened. There was something like a sledgehammer in my face. I gathered everything I could and shouted: آآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآخ
I jumped from the cup. I forcibly opened my eyes. There was no hammer. He had his back to me and he had hit me hard in the back. My face was puffy. I thought my nose was broken. I put my hand on my nose and saw that it was still healthy. I saw the hands that I took from my face full of house. My lip was severely eaten and my teeth were almost torn. My pants were bloody. I put my hands on my nose again and put my forehead on the handle of the sofa. آآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآخ
The old man shook his head and said, "Nothing stupid." Your lips are bleeding. He picked me up a tissue from the table.
It was very hard. I did not want to hit so hard. Probably laughed when he saw that he was complaining.
In a plaintiff's tone, he said: "Go on foot, now it is a bloody sofa."
I got up and went to the bathroom. I splashed some water on my face. His blood did not stop. In short, I forcibly pulled it out with a paper towel. I came out. He was standing behind the sofa. I lay there on the ground. I put my face to the side on the ground and put two hands on my face. There was something wrong with my nose. It hurt a lot.
He came to his feet and stood beside me. The tip of his foot touches my eyes and my hands. I closed my eyes and sighed and moaned.
My age: I am a slave. If I see you laughing again, I will scratch your scalp.
Hamed: آآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآآخ
Sunm: Shut up animals. Do you understand or do you understand me?
I said in a muffled voice: Yes. Eye .
He put the sole of his foot on my ear and said: What are your eyes? Han? What eyes?
Hamed: My dear eyes.
I was wrapping myself in pain. He turned the soles of his feet and imposed his superiority on me. I was like a beetle that was crushed under its feet. He took my foot from my ear and said to my neck: Do you want me to be humiliated? Do you want to be so full that you get enough of your life?
Hamed: No, no. I made a mistake in God. I ate my age.
Yehu increased his foot pressure and said: I did not hear what you said?
Hamed: My lord. my Lord. I'm sorry, I lost my mouth. I made a mistake.
He said again from that insidious smile: Good. Little by little Ram Mish. I do it myself. Do you like your server?
Hamed: Yes, yes. I listen to whatever you say.
Sunm: So please. Soon.
Hamed: How can I beg?
Sunm: Please beg me to forgive you.
Hamed: Please tame me, my lord.
I said all this with a state of moaning and pain.
Age: Good. Come back to see you.
I turned up but my hands were still on my face.
"I want to see you," he said in a threatening manner.
Hamed: God forbid. My mouth was served. Please do not touch my server.
Sanam said in the same way as before and this time more angrily: Take your hands
I took my hands.
He said: Be sure, next time I will eat your teeth in your mouth. He brought his right foot up, put it under my chin, and pressed it up. I was still sighing and moaning. Then he took off his foot and pressed it to my forehead. The pressure increased so much that little by little, my AAA voice was rising. I had not yet opened my mouth when he put his index finger on his nose. My mouth remained open and I became dumb.
Then Yehu picked up his foot and said, "Well, garbage." Enough for today. You are lucky that I have a whole job. Otherwise, you would not have left here safe today. Get lost sooner or later.
He said this and removed the foot from my head. I got up quickly, God willing. He was looking at me in such a way that I realized that if I stayed for another moment, something bad would happen to me. The tissue was full of blood. I said with fear and trembling: Can I go? my Lord?
- Yeah. Remember I'll call you again. Not for me and I have work to do with these things. Get lost now.
I ran to the door. I almost ran away. I went down the stairs one by one. I bought a tissue from Supri next to their blood. "What happened, sir?" Said Yaro. Your lip is torn. Did you have a fight?
I raised my hand as a sign that he was carefree and came out. I went to the side of the street. I got caught and ran away.
I went home, now the misfortune was that no one should see my lips. In short, that night was unbelievable, I did not let anyone understand. I just came out of my room for dinner and went out to eat alone in the kitchen.
That night I was thinking about how to get rid of it. I thought if I stole his cell phone I could delete the photo. But he probably had 10 other photos. It was useless. In short, I could not think of any way. Two days later, he called again. This time the night had called and he had set the same time and place for tomorrow. In short, I spent the night in fear of tomorrow with any misfortune. I did not go to university in the morning until it was 4 o'clock and we all saw Valiasr Square. Now let's move on to the prostitution that made me late for 2-3 minutes. Everything I told him was the fault of the traffic, he did not listen and cursed me from top to bottom. In short, like the last time, we walked towards their blood. I was on my way to suffocation and he was talking about his program today and what was going to happen to me. Until he said I was going to be his dog today. I was dry. This one was not acceptable to me. It didn't matter how much he hit me and hurt me, but I could not bear to be crushed by my pride. He was saying the same thing and I was complaining badly but I did not bring it to Rome. I wondered what I could do wrong to become a dog and not worry. Whatever I thought I saw, I had no way to escape and I will be forced to do this for another half an hour. It was really unacceptable for me to be a dog. He was also talking. I jumped in the middle of his speech and said: I will not be a dog. I want to get off now. "What did you say?" What did I hear? You look like you haven't tamed yet, have you? Do you want to get off? You shit. Is it in your own hands? If you want to drink water, you must ask my permission. do you want to go? If you dare go! go away ! If you dare go!
I saw everything I thought I could not be a dog. On the one hand, the whole thing was over, and I thought it would not work anymore. I mumbled for a moment, opened the door, got off, and stood by the car. I regretted it at that moment, but it was too late. I saw Yahoo pulling his hand and getting off. I understood the situation. I said if I can get my hands on it now, I will listen to my big piece. I had two legs, I aimed at the other two and ran away. He saw me running like this, now we were at the top, he was running after me. The chance I had was that the car was with him and he could not leave. One who ran was careless and had to return. I also ran for fear of being hit by a car until I reached the Shariati intersection. I went up from Shariati. On the one hand, I was afraid that if I got my hands on it, it would make me miserable, but on the other hand, I had been completely upset with myself and now it is blasphemy. I bought a pack of cigarettes and started smoking and laughing at him. I was texting him and making fun of him. But he did not call or text. I had walked a lot. I had arrived near Quds Square and I was carefree. I wanted to go from there to a friend's house to have a good day. As I was walking, Yehu grabbed two hands from behind my neck. that was it. I had copied. People for a moment and I came alive. I was raising it for fear.
Sanam: Let's go, poor thing. Let me show you a dog, you will regret what you ate.
I was falling behind for a moment. People, I came to life. Think about how you feel at that moment! My age was still around my neck, but it would not let go. The whole nation was nailed. They were both surprised and laughing. One said he was a thief. Someone said the dirt in your head was a humiliating woman. Someone said, "Dad, you kicked him." In short, it was a situation. Now I beg him: I am old, they are watching the nation, God is honored. It would be awful if an acquaintance saw it.
Sanam: Shut up, you bastard. Are you running away
Hamed: I am your mother. Wherever you say I will come, just let go of my neck.
The nation is laughing and gathering around us. But one does not help me.
Senm: Give me your mobile. Soon.
How could I not get rid of that situation anyway. I took my phone out of your pocket and gave it to him.
Then he let go of my neck and took my hand firmly and said: let it go.
I knew I would not be home alive today. They took my hand and followed him. I did not dare to say anything for fear. I was just praying that something bad would come from the sky so that I could get rid of it. As soon as we went, we reached a side. We went and saw the car parked a little further away. I surrendered. I had no choice. I had only been burning since I ate.
He opened the car and almost shook me in the front seat. I quickly got on board and locked all the doors. We turned on the car and started walking. On the way, I wanted to apologize to him in such a way that he would at least return to the same state.
I said to Tete Pete: Can I say something, sir?
Sanam: Do you have anything to say? Garbage, miserable, I will bring disaster on you to forget your name.
Hamed: In God, I shit. I was wrong. Dad, I was shocked the first time I became a dog. Don't bother anyone you like. I'm a dog I made a mistake.
Sanam laughed arrogantly and said, "Shut up now."
I was badly shit. The calamity that he wanted to do to me was nothing, his thoughts and nerves bothered me more. In short, we got their blood and went upstairs. I prayed that his parents would speak soon. We went to you. Drew locked it from behind and put my key in his pocket. I had put my hands on my face so that I would not eat.
Sanam: Stay here until I change my clothes.
Hamed: Eyes.
Went to the room. I sat on the sofa. I knocked myself carelessly because it was of no use. I had to do whatever he said. I lay down and let go.
The room opened. He had completely changed his clothes. He was wearing a white shirt with an open collar that was above his knees because his sleeves were too wide. A black lace sock that was above her knees went under her shirt plus a pair of black high heels. As soon as he came out of the room, I got up and stood in front of him. He said: Follow me.
He went to another room next to the bed and the master showed the bed with his hand and said: Be careful
I sat on the bed. Holm gave. I fell and lay down on the bed. He bent down and pulled some rope from under the bed. My eyes were round. I realized he wanted to lock me in bed. I knew that if he locked me up, he could do whatever he wanted. I got up and said with a state of pleading: I will do whatever you say, because the rope is no longer needed.
They forced me to sleep. He did not accept everything I told him. It was four pieces of rope. He spread his arms and legs so that each was facing a corner of the bed. His throne was made of metal with a large crown on his head.
Began to close.
Hamed: See if you want to kill me, tell me.
Sanam: No, I do not know.
Hamed: Well, then what is this work for? I say I do whatever you want. Why are you locking me in bed?
Sanam: He smiled mysteriously and said: he enjoyed it more like this.
I was left, what a pleasure?
- Do you enjoy bothering me?
- Shut up, you have a lot of gold.
- Aaaaaaaaaaaaa, slower. What if someone comes to see us like this now?
- Do not be afraid, no one will come here tonight
I said in my heart: I became miserable. Tonight my mouth serves.
4 tightened the rope. Somehow I could not move. Head and feet on the bed. He took a deep breath and laughed powerfully. He looked as if he was enjoying my captivity. I enjoy being in my arms.
I was scared for a moment but it was too late. Now I was completely at his disposal.
I lifted my blouse a little with my right foot. He put the sharp heel of his shoe and pressed his navel firmly.
I gave the sky. Pashoo picked up. He put the tip of his shoe under Chunam and played with Chunam for a while. Hee brings it up and down. Sometimes I hit him lightly. Then he went to my cheeks. He rubbed his cheeks with his right foot next to his shoes. Little by little, he brought a foot towards my mouth. As he did this, he smiled with a power-hungry look. My hand was on my waist, and my foot was twisted on my face. His shoes were very beautiful and shone. I have always liked these women's high heels. In the same way, he would put the tip of his shoe on my mouth and turn it over my face every few moments. I closed my mouth and did not put your shoes on. After a while, little by little, the pressure of the sprayer increased in my mouth. He was pushing harder. Until I was in pain, I tilted my left head to the side of my mouth. I said: What are you doing, do you want to do it in my mouth?
- Yes, so what did you think? Did you think I wanted to give you a treat? Open it. Soon.
He put the tip of his foot again and pressed it hard against my mouth this time. My teeth were breaking. But I closed my mouth anyway. As he pressed his hand to the sign "Do you want to stretch?" تكون داد. I really did not want to eat drawn. It hurt a lot. I said: At least clean it.
- Do not shit too much. Will you open it or should I open it myself?
I took a look at his shoes to make sure they were clean. Then I opened my mouth a little and pulled my tongue back so that it did not touch his shoes. I wanted to take a shoe with my teeth so that it does not overdo it. He put the tip of his shoe in my mouth and smiled again. As soon as the shoe went into my mouth, I grabbed it with my teeth and held it. He realized that I wanted to resist. My mouth widened. His other shoe was on my tongue that nothing had reached all over my mouth. I could not speak, my mouth was full. I could only make one ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Everything I turned my head to the right did not come out of my mouth.
Sanam ordered: Eat, eat, bliss, with your tongue, I want to shine. Yehu raised his voice and shouted: Garbage sooner.
I had no choice. Slowly I started licking the toe of his shoe. He took a little foot out so I could hear better. I stuck my tongue in the tip of his shoe. He pointed with his finger at the sign that my tongue was twisting around the toe of his shoe.
I did the same. I licked the toe of his shoe and turned him around. I could see the pleasure in his eyes. His eyes sparkle badly. Enjoy electricity. Then he tilted his foot and put his shoe on my arm. I started licking the side of his shoes. Pashoo was tossing and turning to flip through his shoes. I was almost used to it. Then he put the heel of his shoe on my mouth and sent it to you. I licked again. Then he took off his shoes and put his toes on it and ordered me to eat.
Of course, my socks were sprayed. I glanced at him again and with a little doubt took a bite out of his fingers into my mouth. I, who had licked his shoes, was no worse than his shoes. In short, I started licking his fingertips with my tongue. When I ate, I licked it and put it on my face so that my mouth, nose and eyes remained under the spray. The sole of the foot pressed and loosened. The heel of the sprayer was almost in my mouth. As he pressed, I gently tapped my tongue on the sprayer. When he saw that I was heeling, he smiled and said, "Well done, little slave." You are good at learning cartoons. I like smart slaves.
He said this and put his fingers in my mouth again. This time you won more. A little while I ate his fingers, he brought his foot out and said: Now kiss him. I straightened my head without pausing and kissed his fingers.
He said: One by one
I straightened my head again and kissed each of his thumb. Then he showed the soles of his feet. I raised my head again and kissed him.
He put on his shoes and brought them forward again as a sign that I should kiss him. I kissed his shoes too. He came down from the bed and said, "Thank you, sir."
I used to do almost anything he said. I had no choice. In short, I had to deal with it somehow.
I said: Thank you sir.
- Well, as far as you have no objection. Han?
- No, I have no objections, sir
- You shit if you protest
- Eye
Yehu rang the doorbell.
He tricked me. I had copied. If this were his mother, we would be miserable. Worse, my reputation was deteriorating. I was scared badly. I said with a plea: Be early, open it. God bless you now. John, whoever you love, I'm old
He put his finger on hiss and said to his nose: Be quiet so I can see. it is nothing. Do not be afraid idiot.
Hamed: If these are your mothers, I will be miserable. God open you.
I was a little upset, but I was cold.
He quickly picked up a blanket and spread it on me. He was almost done with the bed.
Then he threw the blanket over my head. It got dark everywhere. The blanket was large, almost like a rope. My heart was pounding with fear. My only hope was that my age would do something clever about it.
In short, he went out. The reaper opened. I did not see anything. I could only hear a series of dumb sounds. I opened the door and greeted their inquiries. I did not understand what they were saying, but I understood that he was on the side of a woman. Their voices could not be near or far, so I realized that they were holding their breath. I guess maybe it's a neighbor or a friend. I was a little relieved. I mean, I was almost certain that no one would see me.
In short, I was thinking that Yahoo hit me with something. I thought why shouldn't this cove see me at all? If he sees me, my age will be lost. Abroush goes to the neighbor's harvest. Then he is afraid that his neighbors will explain this process to his parents. At that time, I am very old because of this calamity that has befallen me. Then I will have an iron from him and I will not count with him. The photo he has of me is no longer useful. This way I will get rid of it. Comfortable Comfortable. I will be released again. It was not a pity at that time that I was living comfortably. In short, I had a general taste that I could get rid of my age. I had not yet thought well of the plan I had drawn when I saw him shouting.
- Ahaaaaa, help one, I'm dying here. Help . Low
The blanket made Saddam suffocate, so I shouted with all my might.
- Help the nation. I'm dying. آآآآآآآآآآآی کمممممممممممممک
I was screaming like that for about a minute. But there was no news of anyone. I forced Saddam to rise again. My larynx was tearing.
-آهاااااااااااااااااااااااااااااااااااا
I was still in the middle when the Yahoo blanket was removed. I saw a scene where I was almost taken aback. He was a true Israelite.
I just found out that I did not play a role and that woman left so that I could bury myself no worse. I do not think his age has ever been like that moment. It was so horrible. His face was red as a snake venom tower, my long hair had a special twist that made his face look scarier. I was having a stroke, I was dying. I was so scared, I wanted the earth to open its mouth and swallow me. He had brought his head forward. His face was about 5 inches from mine. It was a very bad moment. I really understood the meaning of fear at that moment. Worst of all, I was completely defenseless against him. My hand was tied. I told him to kick my fist.
With the loudest voice I had ever heard from my age, he shouted in my face: Ashghaaaaaaaaal. I'm killing you.
I screamed from too high in my face and closed my eyes. I was getting deaf. Unconsciously, I tilted my face and set it aside. I do not know if it was out of fear or out of deafness.
He had not finished his fight when he punched me hard in the face. I tilted my head. He punched me in the cheek and ate my nose. My cheeks were crushed.
Out of pain, sighs and moans, and almost another state of crying, I said: Aaaaaaa, my young age, God forbid. I beg you . My age hurts. ندن. You are very strong, my age. What did I do to cause these disasters? You are my mother. آآآآآآآآی
- what have you done? I will bring a disaster on you so that the birds of the sky will cry
He completed the blanket and sat down next to me. Now I'm in the same state, moaning and screaming. He went to one of my hands (left hand) and started to open it from the bed. When he opened it, without reaching for my right hand, he took my left hand from behind me, clung to my right hand, locked two wrists tightly with the same rope, and untied my hand from the bed. Then he went to my feet and did the same with my feet. Then they did not lift me up and one of them hit me on the head and said: "Stand on your feet."
My legs were tied together, and in short, I was forced to stand on my own two feet. He said: John, follow me
Then he left the room. I almost jumped out of the room, almost clinging to the wall bed. Saw in the bathroom interval. The evil sound of water coming from the bathroom. In short, I continued again, I barely reached the bathroom door. I saw that my teacher was filling the tub. The tub was half full. My old man turned to me out of greed and anger and said: Bring me a kiss.
I wonder what he wants to do. Because I was afraid to go to the bathroom, I sat down on the floor of the bathroom and forced myself to reach my age.
I ate it and then I said again with a state of moaning and begging: Forgive me my age. I am a servant. I'm a slave. I am a slave and a captive and whatever you say. Look, I was wrong. God's shit I'm old.
It is as if you do not hear me at all. The tub was about to fill up. Shut off the tap. Yehu bent down, grabbed my neck with both hands, forcibly lifted me and pressed my head into the water. I had my hands and feet tied and I could not do anything to counter it. I was especially surprised that Yahoo did this so quickly. In short, I closed my eyes for a moment and saw my head in the water. I just closed my mouth not to drink water. Two hands firmly held my head in the water and pressed. My hands were tied behind my back and I could not even tell by shaking his hand that I was suffocating. All I could do was put my hands behind my back so that he would somehow notice.
Little by little, my breath was running out when I raised my head. Water drips from my face. A breath that I had just refreshed, I turned my head towards the breath of xenon breath, as water was dripping from my mouth, I begged: I am old. I fall to the pot. I do whatever you say.
He did not let me say my whole word, he forced his head into the water again. I closed my mouth not to drink water. This time I was suffocating. Serious does not bring serious. It was almost 1 minute ago. I saw that I was really dying. I clapped my hands firmly on my back as hard as I could. The more I struggled, the more I sank into the tub. My hands were tied and I had no support to try to push myself up. It was of no use. Neither I could do anything nor did he think of lifting. I saw that I was really suffocating. I could not believe it. Khalem girl was killing me. I opened my mouth without permission to let the air in. But instead of air, water flowed. I felt a strange pressure all over my body. Especially breasts and head. I was getting dumb. I said this is the last breath that Yahoo felt I was being pulled up. I was old. My head came out of the water. I wanted to breathe, but I couldn't. My chest was watery and I could not breathe properly. I lost my age. Even though I was on the bathroom floor. I was finally able to breathe. I took 3-4 breaths to get out of that state. But I was still not good. My age was standing next to me and he was saying: die miserable. Now do you know which side?
I straightened up by myself and came back. I was not feeling well. I just knew I had to thank him for not sleeping. I should have thanked my server.
I begged: My lord, my lady. Thank you so much for having mercy on me. Please forgive me for disobeying. My server can not be repeated. Forgive me.
He put his bare foot and pressed it against my mouth. When he ate, he pressed his foot and bent down, holding his head firmly with both hands. He put his mouth on my mouth so that his head was perpendicular to my head. He opened his mouth wide and put his teeth on my lips.
My mouth was completely gone in his mouth and his teeth were around my lips. He gritted his teeth. I could only make out a faint gong sound, "Mmmmmmmmmm," that somehow I could understand. My lip was still sore from the last time, and with the pressure I was getting, it started bleeding again. He opened his teeth and raised his head. He took my hands and began to open them. Then he opened his foot. I took a deep breath in my heart. The master stood up and commanded loudly: Kneel down, show your slavery, you must beg me and ask me to forgive you. You are a submissive slave from this moment.
Instead of standing on all fours, I began to moan and moan, begging him: My dear lady, I am your servant. I shit. I made a mistake. Please forgive me. I'm falling for Patton. Whatever you say, I am already at your service.
Sanam interrupted me and said, "Okay, shut up." Shut up again. Please do not repeat the request at all. Little by little you have to learn. Do you understand the carcass?
- Yes, I understand.
- Well, now I have something for you. I came to the bathroom, my feet are dirty, I would like you to clean them now
- You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh?
- No, this time I do not want to bliss, dirty tongue makes my feet dirtier. My feet are salty, here in the tub, do you understand?
- Yes, I understand my master.
Then he sat on the edge of the tub and put his pair of legs on my shoulders. He motioned for me to wash my eyebrows. First, I carefully and slowly removed a scrub from my face and put it in the water. I started to wash it carefully. I caressed and washed them gently and delicately from the back of my fingers, with the delicacy of my back and floor, with a state of worship. Water droplets were falling in the tub and I wanted to drink them.
After I washed my feet completely, I kissed her and gently put her on again. I took one of her feet. I kissed him one by one. Then he got up and said: Follow me on all fours, woe to you if you get up.
He went out of the bathroom and I followed him. I had a special feeling when I saw his strength and solidity. He walks with a certain confidence. Somehow in my heart I felt that I deserved to be the boss. I felt it had to be a server. He must give orders and command. As I followed him out of the bathroom, I was bagging that he was the one who determined, and I had to obey. At that moment, I just wanted to call him "eyes".
In short, that day passed and my old lady fired me. I almost believed that I was his captive and slave and that he was my master. Every few days, we saw him and he performed the same programs in Rome. The more it went on, the more enjoyable it became for me. Sometimes he would come when our house was empty. We went out together and in short we were very much together. All the moments, he was my old lady, he took my server and me and his slave. He enjoys giving orders and I enjoy listening to orders and executing them. We had a lot of plans together. About a year passed like this and I learned a lot. During that time, I met some of his friends and we were with them several times. Then my old lady, who had been thinking of leaving for a long time, got her job sorted and handed me over to another server. He now comes to Iran once or twice a year and we see him every time he comes. As they define, they also have several slaves there.
In short, this process of being taken and tamed was for my age, lady, as I told you. If it happens later, I will tell you about the next events that happened between me and him.
I hope you enjoyed it. end.
