What was going on? Why did Pratik have a girl at his place? Did his sister Himani not object to it?Rajshri thought for a moment: If I barge in, they w...ould either be scared or alerted, neither of which is a good idea. I need to know more.Then she tiptoed to the back gate of the house and let herself in. The house seemed silent, almost as if no one was at home. Something felt wrong. She observed that Pratik’s clothes were thrown astray.“Someone was clearly in a hurry,” she thought to herself.. I am a naughty Goth..." I paused."Well?" The Patrician asked."... girl who deserves to be punished." I finished in a rush."Not bad," The Patrician commented. "But not quite goodenough. You don't sound like a girl, and you don't sound like youmean it. Nonetheless, we are merciful. The count remains atthirty."The whip fell again and once more I jerked as my buttocksflamed. I kissed the whip and said, as softly as I was able."Thank you, Master. I am a naughty Goth girl who deserves to bepunished.". " What about honey?"If she only knew he thought. He was going to be cooped up for the next week with his slut mother. A traitor to her family. Someone who would easily abandon both him and his father for the quick fuck with a younger stud. "Oh just about some school courses."The remainder of the drive went smoothly but James remained quiet. They arrived at the lodge, got the keys for their cabin and drove down the path for a half mile to their destination. Both James and Lois were in a state of. "Would you like a drink? Brandy perhaps?" Yes. Thank you," Wolfgang said, standing awkwardly near the center of the room.The study offered comfortable surroundings, with dark wood paneling and thick Persian carpets on the floor, their intricate designs at odds with the bas relief tiles and fixtures decorating the walls and ceiling. A fireplace burned warm and freshly fed with several thick logs. Near it were several chairs, obviously old and very plush with satin cushions. One long wall had.