Manju started dancing. I came to know what they meant by show. As the music rhythm goes high Manju’s feet started to move accordingly. She must be master in the dancing. She was dancing constantly for about 45 minutes. Then father in law signed the people to stop Father in law” refill the coal.” Manju came forward and took the coal pot and went to the same corner again. Again it took around 5-10 minutes. I didn’t have food. Now hunger started pushing its limits. After refilled the coal pot with fresh hot coal she again started dancing. She again danced for next hour or so. She already started Sweating. Hardcore I could she was tired now. The music was petite at skinny the high tempo. She couldn’t stop without permission I guess. Father in law signed the people to slow down the tempo. Now the tempo slowed down bout didn’t stop. He signed the Manju to come near him. Manju kneeled in from of the couch. She amateur didn’t look at me for single time from this so called show started. Father in law asked Manju to remove the silver chain from her waist. She took the chain in her hand and gave it to father in law. Father in law connected that silver chain to her septum ring. Father in law got complete control over her with that pov silver chain leash. I came to know at that time what was the actual purpose of that septum ring and that silver chain. I was confused what is going to happen next. Manju took her long hair braid in front and lied on the floor on her back. She started to do nagin dance on her back. I guessed she took her braid in front of her to avoid pain from the ear ring chains. She danced with same style for some time and still other end of chain in father in law’s hand. He pulled the chain and Manju’s head lifted while she was dancing. Hell, when Tyler was a young boy he'd named his penis. Yes, this was the petite death I had wanted, had longed for, and Hardcore that my beloved had given me. “Begging your pardon sir,” a softly spoken elder worker advised.” But there pov ain’t no one on the estate what haven’t screwed your missus at some time or a nother.” All in all, life was pretty damn good. Queen Sidhe moaned as her pussy made contact with amateur my dick. As with my earlier rivals lost to the Rape Run I feel only sympathy for this unknown female. He handed me an skinny envelope with 18 tickets including 6 backstage passes. “Hello,” he answered, obviously out of breath. What is your question.?” What really went on.?