‘Saw you pull up, besides robbers don’t knock,’ she replied smiling. ‘Uh, I guess you’re right,’ I smiled back. She came down the stairs i...n orange sofees and a white cami, simple, yet deafeningly sexy. To say her body made me wet is an understatement, I was gushing. I couldn’t help but stare as she brushed past me, sauntering her sexy ass into the kitchen. When she bent over to grab something from the bottom of her fridge, I lost all control of my senses. My mouth gaped slightly, eyes stayed. Sarada gestured and the two guards took Namesa's unresisting arms andled her to a courtyard off the queen's chamber. "We will all watch,"said Sarada so the rest of us followed."Ten strokes," ordered Sarada.Another guard was already there, carrying a ten stranded whip. "Holdout your hands, slave " she commanded. Unresisting, numbly, Namesaallowed her hands to be loosely tied in front of her then she waspulled to a post set in the courtyard, her arms pulled up, and the tieslooped over a hook. It. I had never dared to mention it both because it always seemed a little fanciful and because I was afraid I might not dare to do it if actually offered the chance. But I had not now merely been offered the chance, I had been told this is how it would go down; that despite any misgivings, and the voice of my better judgment, I would have to take this leap of faith if we were to begin. It would, of course, also be my first significant act of submission. This had been laid out in one of our emails,. I usually read stories from Indian sex stories and now i intend to write down an original incident of my life which happened when i was a student. This is actually the story of my mom Rima. She is a traditional and orthodox religious woman with 5″2′ height and good assets.The incident started when we moved to a rented house in a different locality. Our family started to get intermixed in the new society and soon our life started become quite normal. It was the month of November when we moved in.