After that instance I have to come to understand in Japanese corporate world, a woman is expected to be beaten regularly in order to reinforce discipl...ine and proper behavior. Over the years, however, I have come to be used to the rigid treatment and the disciplined life style that Japan has to offer. I married my long time boss and he has become my Master. Master spank me, whip me, and torture me in various ways, for smallest offences, and I took them with grace as a real Japanese woman. Each of them held in their hand, a brown paper bag. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Toni remarked, closing the door behind her. She brushed her long brown hair back over her bare shoulders, her huge 38dd boobs straining against the white cottony fabric of her very low cut halter top. “Oh my gawd!” Sonya exclaimed from the back seat. “I thought for sure you were the law!” I chuckled as I backed out. “How old are you two?” I asked. “I’m seventeen,” Toni replied. “I’m eighteen,” Sonya. Her emotions and reason were at a tug-of-war and as if sensing her hesitation, karan kissed her lips again passionately. All resistance just instantly vanished and she nodded her head after the kiss.Karan smiled and gently escorted her off the dance floor, down the staircase and out of the lounge. They took the elevator silently down to this floor, all the while shilpa could hear her heart beating in her ears. Karan held her hand the whole time and he gently led her to his suite which was quite. I was having the same dream over and over, and I felt guilty about it. I know you are not responsible for what you dream, but this always seemed so natural. I had to talk to somebody about it, so why not my husband? I had done nothing to be unfaithful to him."Fred, can I tell you about my dreams?" Of course, baby, what is bothering you so much."I relayed all about my dreams. Conrad with me, the twins and their friends, and of course, Zack had seduced me. Fred listened intently and then said,.