You are holding me captive and have assaulted me, yet here I am melting into your arms. You let go of my hands and I sense you unfastening your trouse...s and shucking them to the floor followed by your briefs. I feel your erection slap against my tummy. You step backwards and out of your discarded clothing. Another step and you are back sitting on the bed, legs spread. Rearing up between them is your hard cock. It is large, thick, and with a swollen head. It is beautiful. Looking at it I know. The bike rides to Sangeet theatre and the usual braking by me. It was heaven. New city, new girls, new money and what not. Only problem was that I was not very good in reading signs. Always my strategy was accidental touchings but never any deliberate action. It was much later many years hence when I analyzed her actions, her words I understood she wanted me and I just didn’t create any situation to take advantage of it. Was happy with a movie, a jhuta sandwich from her and masturbate in the. This resulted in my body being stretched in the form of an ?X?. In the middle of the frame there was a wide, beam from left to right and it had thick leather straps fastened to it. The straps were tightened across my waist and the widest strap had a thick padded cushion on it, which, I understood, was intended to protect my kidneys from too hard blows. After all, I was supposed to survive all the five thousand lashes in order to be branded after my public floggings. What would happen after. She knocked on the door, and the review of her life ceased. When the door began to open she became who she was and will always be.The door opened fully, and in the light was a pretty young woman in a silk robe that barely covered her. Once she noted the guest, she lowered her head and said, ?Yes.??I am Mistress Dominique MonChere,? said the attractive, middle age woman. ?You have been expecting me. And child? and here, her voice was strong to make the woman, who was clearly being submissive, to.