I was going to trim a couple bushes…but the bush I was thinking about wasn’t in my yard…it was the one between her legs. As I got near her yard,...she came over to talk. Her parents were home so I didn’t think it would be a long talk. She said, “Hi” and then there was a long pause…and then she said – with a slight smile – “How serious were you the other day when you said you would like to be my first client if I were going to be an escort?” I was surprised at the question but after a moment. I was lying on top ofthe pink and white duvet. This was not a dream. My white panties werestuck to my tiny penis. And after all the cock I had yesterday there wasno doubt my penis was small. So small calling it a nub was more accurate.The chain dangled with a slight metallic sound as the links collided withone another. My nipples were sore from both the bars that Sean hadinserted and the pulling by the chain. I wanted to go back to sleep but Ialso gurgled inside with Jim's piss and cum. I had. I know you were ogling at that time.. ( laughing and telling)Me: sorry aunt for what I did. Wont repeat this againAunt: hey rakesh .Dont feel sorry for what you did . In this age its very common to get attracted to those and all .Dont worry I wont tell your mom alsoMe: by hearing those words I felt relief and told thank you very much aunt !!Aunt: need not to mention it rakesh but you have to do me a favour?Me : ok aunt tell what I have to do?Aunt : you have to come to our home to sleep at night. Each morning she was woken with a lash across her body after which she had to kneel and present her tits to the guard for her morning tit lashing of 10 lashes. She was then fed and watered and led to her plow by her cunt ring chains. Once harnessed, or rather chained, to the plow her true hell began. She was constantly tormented with the carriage whip either by actual lashes or by simply having the tip of the whip brushed against her cunt lips as a threat. If the plow became stuck then her cunt.