I chased him and feinted a left hook to his body. He dropped his right arm to protect his sore ribs and took a vicious right cross to his chest. His h...eart wasn’t pounding like two jack-rabbits fucking anymore. The punch fractured his sternum. I heard the sickening crack come from his chest, as my knuckles dug in to him. He was ready to be dropped. I threw a left hook at his liver that ended the fight. A punch to the liver is excruciatingly painful and incapacitates an opponent immediately. I. Reaching down to the hem of my skirt, I flipped it up, enjoying the roar of the crowd as I did. My thong was bright pink, and the attention of so many horny men, so many sexy demons, and (of course) the gaze of my master meant that I was soaking wet, something clearly visible to all.Turning around, I repeated the action. I couldn’t see it, but I somehow knew that my ass had been modified as well - it was now a true bubble butt, with two round globes that just begged to be spanked.If I did well. We both smiled and kissed passionately. Shocked! Let’s see this.Hello there readers of ISS, here I believe you got the gist of what is coming ahead of you. So before diving into the story, some honorable mentions. My name is Swarupa and my hero – my father-in-law’s name is Rajendra. His tool is around 6 inches that’s the reason he made me his slave. Coming to the story, my husband Rakesh and I got married a few months ago. It was an arranged one. Due to the death of my mother-in-law within a. ..............................At five sharp the bells rang and the girls of all houses were awake and grumpy . The “floating” canes were busy urging slowpokes into action and finally all the girls were seated ,doing their morning shit! No girl was naughty or swore because they now knew the consequence of doing so . They all plopped nicely and in good time and stepped into the showers for their minus freezing morning shower………..Two hundred nipples stood to attention as the icy water rained down.