Half an hour later she came in my room.Her : I am so mad. You have to be punished.Me : anything bhabhi. But don’t tell anyone please.Her : hmmm. The...stand up and get naked.Me : what?? What are you saying.???Her : you doing that or I should call your bhaiya.Me : okay okay. I am doing it.Her : I am tired of your fat brother. I want some hot fun. Now obey me all time or you get punished hard.Me : okay bhabhi.Her : hmm. Nice body. And nice dick. You are already hard.Her : now lie down on bed.She. He decided enough was enough, and decided if you want some thingdone you have to do it your self. He walkedover to the boy and ripped down his trousers, they fell to his knees and Hankordered him to step out of them. He did so and the boy stood there in his pantsand shirt. Some of the other boys began to laugh as they saw Justin was wearinga pair of y-fronts. Hank then proceeded to remove his shirt. Once his shirt wasoff Justin stood there in his pants still facing the wall. Hank came close. His fingers pressed again pussy and his thumb wrapped around my leg. Greg carried me to the back of the building where the entrance to the upstairs was. “Oh, your sweet little pussy feels nice and hot right now.” Greg easily carried me into the building and up the stairs. He stopped only to put the key into a heavy steel door and slid it to the side. It was ten short steps from the door to the granite island where Greg placed my exposed ass. The polished stone was cold against my bottom and. K-WWHAPP! “E-Eleven. Th-Thank You, Master.” Only four more to go. K-WWHAPP! “ T-Twelve. Thank You, Master!” Three more. K-WWHAPP! Another number, another gritted-teeth Thank You. K-WWHAPP! One more. K-WWHAPP! “FIFTEEN! THANK YOU, MASTER!” Her bottom was on fire now, but it was over, and she dared to breathe out. K-WWHAPP!! Sixteen? How could this be? Of course! The Mnemonic Blow! Despite her surprise, she managed to stammer out a “Sixteen! Thank You!”, then sagged against the footstool,.