Then I started talking with her regularly. After few days I started asking her about her family life she told that his husband was working night shift...for Govt Company as security supervisor and never touches and they had some misunderstanding this made me to take advantage and started speaking more about her sexual life. Once I asked can we meet up after office hours she accepted and we went to interior place and I just touched her tights and she started giving some sexy noise this made me go. She leaned over the sink and I proceeded to wash her hair. I took my time and massaged slowly and she said it felt so good to be clean again. I said I told you so. As I leaned against her body washing her hair, it hit me for the first time. I had a raging erection and it was rubbing against her ass and I know she felt it but didnt say anything. I dried her hair and wrapped it in a towel. I fixed her a strong drink and we went back into the living room and sat down. She curled up next to me on. You’d spread that little pussy for any man. Let them sink their cock in. Thrust their adult male cock’s inside your wet little pussy.” Her pussy throbbed at his words and she couldn’t help tightening her pussy around his cock. Every word stimulated her perverse mind that craved to be dominated sexually. To be fucked rough by a man’s cock. Raw and deep. For a stranger’s cum to fill her. “Fuck! So wet and tight. I’m right aren’t I? You want to be raped. Forced to take a man’s cock inside your. “We’re going to punish you with the crop tonight. Forty-two lashes. Then you will endure a certain number of forced orgasms.” Master’s voice was firm, non-negotiable and I swallowed as I tried to comprehend his words. No way could I come forty-two times. Master helped me to stand and unclipped the cuffs behind my back, but my freedom was short-lived as he quickly clipped them together in front of me. Then he raised my arms and attached the cuffs to a chain that dangled from a discreet hook in.