No lubrication, no warning just a massive thrust and she almost passed out from the sudden, intense pain. He began thrusting so hard her feet were bei...ng lifted off the floor with each powerful attempt to get deeper into her bowels."Tell me!" he commanded."It's ... it's great! The best I've ever had!" she almost screamed with pain, still following his "script"."Well?" he ordered."Come in me, honey. Please cum in my ass. I want your semen in my body," she grunted as the power and tempo of his. I slowly moved my hand inside her top from her waist to belly and naval. Komal was not saying anything.I went behind her and started unzipping her top. Komal was not wearing any bra. Her sexy back was fair and soft. I slowly massaged her shoulders, neck and back. I removed her zip till her lower back. I put myhands inside her kurti from back and held her both boobs in my hands.Komal moved a little. I was slowly massaing her boobs, caressing her nipples with my fingers and moving my fingers and. Now here is where I got into trouble. For characters sake: she had a whip. A whip.My mind had raced. The whole night it seemed the perfect prop to aid in playful flirtations and she was not short of attention for it. That night I was transfixed by her, her attire played into every single fantasy I had had as a teen struggling to understand both my attraction to girls and my submissive side. All night I struggled to take my eyes off her.Suddenly it seemed my mind was taken over and I wanted. Patience. Persistence. Foreplay. Gradual growth and teasing. Dirty pictures. Almost dirty pictures. Dirty thoughts. VERY dirty thoughts. All without judgement and with total understanding and respect of desires and boundaries. At least the ones that weren't meant to be pushed. None of that could prepare for the actual excitement and rush of lust that was visible on both of your faces, and I am sure mine when I walked up in person. The first hug and handshake. The reality of the moment finally.