That’s right, you control the actions of the story. Start on page one (below) and begin reading until presented with your first set of options. Cont...nue reading by clicking on the links to the indicated pages based on your choices. Warning: Do not read straight through from Page 01 to 24. Because all pages will be publicly available, each page will have a disclaimer at the top to remind readers to start on page 01, however, if you got to that page based on a reader-choice link from a previous. Now we're going to start on the other side," he reminder her. "Same thing. Count each blow out loud and thank me for them, all right?" Yes Sir."THWACKShe made the mistake of flinching for that one and she felt it land hard just high enough on her ass to really leave a fire."One, Sir. Thank you Sir," she almost shouted, cringing from the swing of the second blow.SMACK"Two SIR!" This time, she shouted.He didn't swing again. She faltered. What had happened? Why wasn't he spanking her? What. You look up at him again, and you can see beads of sweat dripping from his upper body. His body begins to tremble. And then, he tells you that he is about to cum. You know that you should pull away. But you don't. You can't. He warns, you again... telling you that he is about to explode. He even tries to pull your head back.You push his hands away. You told him that you wouldn't swallow. But right now, you want his cum. You groan loudly onto his cock. His entire body tightens, he throws his. ...nothing special.....just came to meet her....Simran grew even more nervous. First her mother in law went away, now her neighbor and best friend Rehana had left as well. The thought of spending the night alone in her house surrounded by darkness was scaring her.He asked her to come in. She could not refuse as he was behaving like a through gentleman though Simran knew the way he was ogling her body hours ago. She was a wearing a black saree and matching blouse at that time. He was in kurta.