"I'll give you a blow job," I begged."No, that's not punishment. You like that, don't you?" she said."Yes..." I said, bowing my head."So, you need to ...do something to make it up to me. Do you have any otherideas?" she said."Can I buy you something? Clothes? Jewelry?" I asked."No, not personal enough. You broke a rule relating to my pleasure. So,unless you have another way to pleasure me, I'm going to fuck your ass,"she said."I don't have another suggestion," I said."Then, do you want to continue. She gave extra freebie shots out to people she liked or looked hot. She told me several times how she would get groped, spanked and sprayed by booze. It was a wild mess. She was never scared and loved the attention. One evening in particular the bar was packed beyond capacity. The crowd was extremely large, overly drunk and boisterous. She said early on she knew the bar would go offside. The men there were grabbing and spanking her alot more than usual. She even had to slap a few guys as they. Pushing the pallu of her choli off her shoulder, I exposed her young pert breasts in that loose fitting blouse.“Open your blouse...” I said in her ear.Without a word, she got up and extricated herself from my arms. She stood up, and standing near the bed facing me, took off her choli first.As she dropped her choli on the bed, I admired her slim lithe body, clad only in her ghagra and blouse now, her long braid of hair hanging in front over her left shoulder. Standing there near the bed facing. You whip my ass three more times before correcting me, “I do not want to hear your miserable little excuses slave. Do not speak unless I tell you to!” You accentuate those last words with one more very hard swing. If you weren’t holding me up by my hair I think the force of that final blow would have knocked me over. Satisfied, you walk in front of me. You stand over me, your cunt in my face. I want to eat you out again but I don’t dare make a move with out your permission. You look down at.