My psycho little gril slut.Having been given my orders I planed on carrying them out to the lettler.First on the list was a good throat fuck and pussy...whipping I laid Sissy backwards on the bed with her head leaning over the edge I pull off my cllothes and found my heaviest belt, because she was wanting this I diden't need to tie her little legs she spread them wide open.This wasn't really my thing but I would give her what she wanted after all I was now her Daddy.Looking at her little naked. Joseph can’t believe that this vision of loveliness, this goddess to him, has entered his life and seems to want to stay. In the past, he has had a few longer-term relationships, but within a year or so they fizzled out. He has participated in research at the Institute for Sexual Exploration (ISE) opening his awareness of different kinks and fetishes. He has been in a number of multiparticipant interchanges and has been with another male a few times. Joseph has always been the aggressor but. She watchedhis arm swing steadily, like a metronome of pain, covering Hurmtee from thetop of her ass to mid thigh with an almost perfectly parallel array of welts. For a full five minutes he whipped the poor woman.The man showed no sign of exertion, neither his rhythm nor strength of swingwavered the entire time.Finally he stopped. Ms. Hurmtee collapsed ontothe floor her whole body shaking as she cried."Do you think you've had enough?" heasked using the yardstick to poke at her bright red. My mom called my dad and a few relatives on the phone to share the news. After a while, she made gulab jamun and served it for me while I was busy playing GTA on my laptop. She said that she will go give some gulab jamuns to Sharif. Then she went upstairs to the penthouse. Little did I know that she would give him a lot more than just gulab jamun.I was busy playing my game, and my mom’s phone on the table beside me vibrated continuously. It irritated me, and I checked her phone. My relatives.