He held the whip up and swung it back and forth several times before striking her right breast with it. He slowly repeated what he’d done on her bac...k, taking a moment now and then to flick the tips of the lashes against her nipples or groin and watch her twitch and jump in her restraints. He was enjoying what he was doing to his daughter and could see by the flush creeping over her that she was as well. As the red stripes multiplied on her skin, he lost himself in the punishment he was giving. “I’m really okay,” I again repeated.“Everyone has left and I have locked the front door and switched the lights off in the gym. Just relax,” he then again repeated.“I’m really fine,” I retorted.“Are you forgetting about our bet, Ross?” he asked, using my proper name for the very first time.“Freddy, I know that you were kidding. Okay, so I’ll buy you two bottles of whiskey,” I replied.“I don’t want a case of fucking whiskey,” he snapped, “I want your arse.” For the first time, I actually began. His abs and chest rippling, his legs cut and thick, my eyes locked onto his bulge. He was only wearing a tiny pair of purple poising bikini briefs. I couldn’t help but make out the outline of his nuts and cock head. His body already glistening with sweat, when he asked me, “Would u mind oiling my back? That’s when he turned and I got a look at his back and ass, shear muscular perfection. V shaped back and pert bubble ass. I was thinking fuck yes I will, but responded calmly. “Of course sir.. Mai jab bhi apne mama ke ghar jata tha to meri mama ki ladki ke saath zyaada time spend karta tha kyu ki wo mujhse umar mai sirf 2 saal badi thi aur bohot frank thi to hum bohot saare game khelte the, Doctor Doctor, Ghar Ghar aur rape scene game.Garmi ki chutti chal rahi thi, to ek din raat ko meri behen ne mujhe bola ki meri peet pe powder laga de aur wo apne bed pe ulta hoke so gai maine uski T-shirt upar karke powder lagane laga to usne bra pehni thi or uski bra ki pati ke wajah se mai.