Perhaps it was due to my traumatic entrance into this world, but I can recall the peace and wonder I felt sitting upon my Dad’s knee during Mass, wa...tching the priest as he swung the censer and intoned the sacred chants that priests have uttered for centuries. It was the depth of devotion and adherence to ceremony that our congregation embraced so happily which made such sacrifices as Lent and even chastity bearable. I understood and embraced the reasons behind them. Whatever the cause, I had. Puja was very excited now.Boss & Ravi got on bed now & said to puja “Ab kya sharmaati ho jaan apni bra panty utaaro aur so jaao hamaare bich mein”she looked at me, closed her eyes & said Vikas I am sorry but I have to do this. She took her hands back & opened her bra then from the shoulders bra felled on the floor then slowly removed her panty too. She was Naked now. I was also hard now .Other guys were stunned she was on bed & sleeping between two of them ,boss started pressing her boobs,. "Now," said Alice, "let?s wait for our guests."I hung there with my toes barely touching the ground. The rope against my sex rubbed madly, and the Ben Wa balls still rattled inside of me. The rough rope chafed against my nipples.People arrived and walked around me. They watched as I writhed in the ropes, getting hotter and hotter. I just couldn't get that one tiny touch needed to trip me over the edge.I thought back over the weekend and what torments I had been subjected to. The horrible. This liner was more of a challenge again.“Monika” I said again and I was immediately slapped hard about my face.“You fucking piece of shit, you recognise your old girlfriend but you don’t recognise me” cried out my current girlfriend.“Now that deserves at least 20 slaps” said Lady Melissa, “what do you think?”“Yes, absolutely. He deserves every one of them” came the answers from the other ladies.I can say that my girlfriend did not mince her slaps; she was probably the most ferocious so far. In.