Tbhi Sir ne mujhe bithaya or kaha ek baar main peja nisha phir dekh…main pe gayi poora glass n dan sabne apne apne glass rkh diye..Or ANIKET mere fa...ce par kisses kar rha tha, baaki sab neeche ki side..4-5 minute main meri saree utar chuki thi, meri bangles RAJ utar rha tha.or dan mere blouse n peticot utare ARIF ne and dan meri bra panty utarkar sab mere bed k saamne khade ho gaye.Mujhe sharam bhi aa rhi thi pr andar se m xcited k aaj to bahut fun hone wala hai..sabne apne apne kapde utare n. I breathed a sigh of relief and said, “One Master, thank you.”“She knows how to play the game properly.” Mary said.“Do you count the swats as well Mary?” Wren asked.“I do, I don’t want Chuck to loose count and give me too many.”“Me too.” Wren added... Then I clenched my teeth to stop me swearing as the second swat landed. Again I was relieved that it hadn’t been hard enough to move the table.“Two Master, thank you.”I survived without crying until the 8th swat then I felt tears well-up in my. The grip and body of the gun was made of black plastic and had a red numbered knob as well as a trigger. The long 'barrel' was made of a polished blue metal with a pair of chrome 'fangs' spread about two inches and pointed slightly toward each other. When Jeff pulled the trigger, there was a crackling electric noise and a sharp snap.Jeff realized it was a kind of a cattle prod.He turned the knob down to the lowest number and approached his blonde sister, still laying there on her front; bound. How she yearned to feel his long-repressed cock surging mightily inside her womanly folds! How sh- no. She wouldn't risk it. There was much she did not yet understand about human emotions. Until she gained a clearer knowledge, she shouldn't be so bold with her lusts. Besides, Vincent was a man; did not his loins burn each day with lust? Why has he never so much as caressed her sleek legs? If he craved her, why did he not try to accidentally grasp her breasts? He must be intimidated.Almost.