Opening my eyes a little more I saw her pour some liquid from an earthenware pitcher into a paper cup. "It's only water with some herbs and spices," s...e informed me but at the time I didn't care what it was. She put the cup to my lips and I tried to gulp the liquid down but she reprimanded me in a motherly way. "Sip it slowly dear. Keep it in your mouth a moment or two before swallowing." Her kindness almost overwhelmed me and I slumped down only to find that putting my backside on the cushion. She was arching her back and started to get louder in her moaning saying FUCK YES , right there in her sexy accent. she placed her hands on my head directing the speed she wanted me to go at . i was loving every second of it....i couldn't believe i was going down on this incredibly sexy woman.i used my hands to spread her pussy lips so i could bury my mouth even deeper in her pussy and lift the hood of her clit...that drove her wild she started banging against the wall and kept jerking her legs. Daddy’s never hit me with a belt before... he grins, and that’s the last thing I see, because he reaches down and fits the belt over my eyes. I feel the thick leather, cool and oddly comforting, and a slight pressure as he tightens the loop of leather. It turns me on, and I feel a sudden, heavy pressure between my legs. My blood pulses and my clit throbs. “Daddy...” I whisper, desperate to get fucked now, and Daddy replies in his quiet, scary way, “Daddy’s going to fuck your little pussy,. Especially at that time, when half of the office was already on their way home, and the rest too would have been hurrying for the same.Arpita reached the large wooden doors and took a deep breath. She looked at the golden bar on top of the door – ‘Rahul Desai, Director’, was written on it. She used to be proud of being a private slut of such a powerful man. But all of that had changed over the last few months, and now she wanted the same pride back. So without thinking any further she pushed.