From my vantage point in the darkened closet I was ideally situated to see every detail of their naked bound bodies as Mrs Jordache applied the whip l...iberally to their exposed flesh. I marveled at the sight thus revealed to me of Sean and Tracy trussed naked and helpless receiving their punishments. I could clearly see their exposed genitalia; Sean's tiny little penis and Tracy's gaping little vaginal slit as their mother laid into them mercilessly. I also marveled at how their buttocks. She had never been so anxious, thinking of her friends and family waiting to watch her walk down the aisle in the countryside hotel.Claude, Melanie’s father guided her towards Charlie, who was waiting patiently for her.The day had already brought Charlie some surprises. His own Dad, Michael turned up to see his son get hitched. They hadn’t spoken since his parents had split ten years ago. But Michael didn’t want to miss Charlie’s big day. Charlie’s mother, Yasmin sat nervously next to him with. He added, “Your attitude has always been ‘Go With The Flow’, that attitude is gonna come in handy!”There were a couple old farts in the chairs, but apparently not waiting for haircuts. I was next.After the haircut Eli didn’t brush me off and cover me in talc like usual. Just past the last chair was a door into the mirrored wall. He led me in and had me take off my t-shirt and lay down on a really comfortable table on wheels. He raised a panel that looked out into the shop, and slid the table so. ..open the saree please....she got up to,remove the pleats but I stopped her and she came and wetting her sareeIt was time for me to raise the curtainsI kept my hand over her drenched saree and started moving upwards I glided my hands like a snake over her saree and reached for her waist which had held the saree now I got my hand inside her pleates and searched for her desert and soon I got it but what I could feel is there were no panties that made me excited I tore apart my shorts and t-shirt.