"On your knees, on the bed," he ordered and I scrambled as he reached in the box, pulling out a small rope that he used to tie my wrists to the headbo...ard. Then he brought out a black leather riding crop which he gently ran up and down my shoulders, back, butt and legs. I lay on my stomach and bent my knees, feet in the air, as I got wet from the tantalizing strokes on my skin. "Feet down," he said, and I did so until the crop slithered down my spine and my right knee bent again. WHACK! The crop. As soon as we enter her room, I hugged her from behind and our lips begin to fuck again. She hurriedly threw away her saree and puts on her black nightie dress. I insisted her not to remove her heels giving that woman on heels increase the pleasure of sex.She approved my request and we fucked for one more time. Almost exhausted, we lie down on bed for an hour and watch TV (Hollywood movies) together. She threw herself on my arms and we kissed each other. I squeezed her boobs while holding her. "You fucking whore!" Mark!?" He's never talked to me like this. He's talking to me like I'm some piece of tale and not his best friend. I look back at him as he heaves into me, my scared expression seems to excite him more. "Take my cock you fucking whore. " He slows down and slowly slides his dick out of my ass till just the head is in. It feels so good but I have to stop this."Just don't cum in me Mark. Ugh, oh god. Just down cum in me." Sure Drew, whatever you say!" He smacks my ass, grabs. .... Bitchboy"The words almost spat out .at meHer little bitch boy..... There was no denying it now. Forever a cum eating whore to entertain at her whim.Knowing it too, sitting in a little thong soaked in precum and my cock wet from the powerful orgasm she had let me have into my own hand.I could hardly look in her gleaming eyes.We both knew it..My fate had been sealed, as she turned back to pick up her phone to check on her messages and see if her stud had been back in touch to tell her to get.