As fantastic as that orgasm had been, I knew I definitely didn’t want to be punished again.You must have noticed my neutral voice, because you stood... suddenly. A thrill of excitement ran through me, causing my toes to curl and my muscles clench. “Spread.” The tone was back, implacable and commanding. I knew at once what you wanted. Without looking at you I timidly stretched my legs wide along the couch, going completely scarlet. How much more could you embarrass me?You remained stationary,. He was really big and hurt me. "It hurts, Daddy," I said. "I want to hurt you. You've been a dirty little slut and need to learn your lesson," and he pushed harder into me. Now his face was on mine and he kept thrusting, it was delicious and I was dizzy again...Each time he fucked me he said, in a rhythm“You”...thrust...”little”...thrust...”slut!” I held on to him and began to shake.But as he kept at me he kissed me on the mouth and whispered that he liked fucking me. That I had a body. Indian dresses especially traditional ones can be very pretty. Sheena had laid out for me what is called a lehenga. It was a bright red dresses. It had a small revealing top and long flowing skirt beautifully embroidered. The stomach was however not covered. Also on top of the head a cloth was worn with a pin, which looks very feminine. I wore that dress with some enthusiasm as I was looking forward to some crossdressing after I had worn black bra panties underneath.When Sheena saw me she was. You two crank up the stereo and start doing your thing. A couple times I knock on the door to bug you two, especially when you start playing the country music, "Remember my radio is allergic to that redneck music!" Eventually I take my shower and wait for you two, and as soon as you walk out of the bedroom my worst fears came true. You two come dressed up like some high class call girls, showing more cleavage than you're covering and I'm going to be less a date and more a bodyguard to you two..