Fir hum andar aaye aur thodi der mei wo bola ki thik hai varsha tu baith main bahar se khaane ke liye kuch lee aata hu aur wo use waha chod kar chala ...gaya maine uss se baat karne laga aur baate sirf idhar udhar ki ho rahi thiii usne kaha mujhe aap bauhat ache lage, kya aap akele rehte hoo maine kaha haa koi sathi toh hume bhi cahiyee wo muskuraa di, mujhe samjh nai aa raha tha ki kya karoo, kaise kahoo aur kahoo toh Akhir kahoo kya fir maine uss se kaha tum kaise janti ho ajit ko wo boli main. Not too tight, but tight enough that it won't move." She sat up and placed the belt around her back. It was leather, and the rough side was against her skin. That provided enough traction that when she tightened the belt sufficiently it was difficult to shift it. The two cuffs were positioned on each hip. The waist buckle was not special like the wrist ones - it had a buckle not unlike any other belt. She looked at him when she was finished, awaiting his next order. "Now stand up and come over. You realise with a shock that you are getting very turned on by this!Shaking your head in rejection of this you hear a ‘Smack!’ and feel the impact of a hand upon your buttock. You are still in shock when you feel a strike upon the other cheek.“This is how we treat those who try to escape.” The deep, wicked voice intones. Strikes upon your buttocks become rhythmic, alternating between cheeks, high and low, hard then soft. At first it stings and you start to cry out, then a warmth flows through. She said she would quit herprofession if and when we married.We married in a very private non-sanctioned ceremonysoon after graduating and she did quit but it lastedonly a year before she decided she should supplementour income. It was to be a short term until we becamefinancially solvent but the purchase of propertyoutside the city and a loyalty to customers dictated aneed to continue.She had four customers, all highly regarded and verywealthy business men. It was a very private.