He was quite pleased with everything that was done but for the slave’s back. The marks that He had hoped for were not there. The slave’s hands b...eing tied behind its back when it was hung by its bound tits had kept Master from getting the results on the slave’s back like he had hoped. Master knew how to solve that “problem”. “Get up you lazy whore,” the slave heard Master say as she felt his open hand slap its face. The slave quickly jumped up and assumed the 1st position to wait for. Now we were desperately waiting for days to pass. Trust me those 5 days were like 5 decades for us. But soon the D-Day arrived as planned Rahe took my car with Gargi after shift and drove to AJ’s farmhouse which is outskirts of Pune. AJ, AS, SM and I had already reached farm house leaving early from office. We had installed cameras in all the rooms so that we do not miss even a single sec of fucking that dove beauty unrecorded.On the way to farmhouse, Gargi had changed her clothes. She wore. They too fit nicely and I put them in the growing pile of panties I liked.The string bikinis I didn't like all that much because the pencil lead thin waistband either rode too high or too low and felt uncomfortable. So they got placed aside. Lastly I tried on the cotton hipsters. They were basic and while I wasn't sure I liked them all that much I remembered an old girlfriend of mine in high school saying they were best to wear with jeans; plus Lisa had a good point about using them to turn off. There was an instinctive harmony between them as he guided their heaving bodies towards another all-consuming climax that left them entangled, spent, breathless and, for the moment, content.The loud screech of wood scraping against wood interrupted their bliss. Sunshine flooded into the room. The sudden burst of noise and light kicked their hearts into overdrive. Startled, Jeff rolled off Molly and looked at the door. Even with the late afternoon sun behind him, there could no doubt the tall,.