He seemed to hold dear the principle that only through constant beatings should a young man be led into a goodly life, yet I saw no evidence of a bloo...dy shirt upon the children of the others in the society. I came to believe that the wretched man simply enjoyed inflicting pain. I was told that my back held evidence of more lashings than a lazy slave was wont to bear in a lifetime yet I was but thirteen. This hardened my heart and I tended to show a stern countenance. Ah, my face.I caught the. " Freddy saysevenly as a parent. Then he added: "And you never did wear those highheel boots like I wanted. I want to see my little 'Puss in Boots' - getit? !!!SLAP!! !!SLAP!!!I'm always doing that, acting like a silly goose instead of a properconsort. 'Straying away from your goddess path.' Irene says a lot tocoach me now. Yea, the woman I once scorned as a 'fag-hag', she's likea mentor for me these days. It takes up a lot of my time too."Emissary for the Goddess." She once explained, that's a. Deepak did not reply, but held her tit in his teeth and started walking backwards to the bedroom. Gayathri was exhilarated. They went like that, with Gayathri in tow, till they reached the Bed. Deepak released her tit and sat on the bed. She stood between his spread out legs, with her blouse open, her boobs stiff, tits pointing straight ahead but the skirt untouched. He asked her to remove his shirt and elastic shorts. As she removed his shirt, he playfully took a bite at her breast as it came. I stopped licking for a second and looked at her, “What do you mean, you want me to lick you or you want to lick your sister?” “No I mean’t will you lick me like that?” she replied “What does it taste like?” she asked. I again looked at her, having already resumed my attentions to Becky’s pussy and said “Have a taste and see, it’s very nice”. Vicky looked at me apprehensively then moved her head, pushing mine out of the way as she, with just the tip of her tongue tasted her sisters juices. With.