Please punish me and make me good”His organ just got stronger and he softly started rubbing his organ against my ass cheeks.master :”oh yes you b...d boy. I will be beating you. I will punish you till you lick my feet and ask for mercy”me : “yes sir, I will lick your feet and ask for mercy, please beat me hard”He pinched and twisted my nipples really hard and he grabbed the tip between his nails and gave me a pain I have not felt before on my nipples. I felt weak on the knees and wiggled and. Having been very happy knowing you and been accepted by you in your E-mail, ifeel sad for that not far, at the ending of my credit, i am going to loose youfor always.You know the unbelievable history of my recent life that i have mailed toyou, in which i tried to describe the great physic, physique and mental, changesenforced by the traces left by my imprudence's, mistakes, trust andnaivety. i came to be enslaved, feminised and dependant, to the wiliness ofa strong and superior Woman whom,. Tabhi hum bithe hi the ke paas mein ek aadmi uske saath apna lund ragne laga . Wo taqleef mahsoos kar rahi thi. Maine bhi sirf baat karne ke kiye use pucha ky a aap thik hai ya fir usne kaha ke thik hoon. Fir main uske saath bhi touch kar raha tha.mujhe apne mein garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi uske body se achi khusbhu aa rahi thi. Maine uske saath haath ferne laga dhire 2 . Uski baju pe haath ferte 2 main uske haath tak apna haath le gaya aur jab uske haath tak mera haath pahuncha to maine dhire se. A smile started to form on mother's face, but it suddenly froze and Beth quickly averted her eyes and looked down on the piece of toast she was spreading jam on, but first I noticed her shoot a loathsome glance at my aunt. I wondered what that was all about.Mom put a freshly toasted piece of bread in front of me and poured me a glass of milk. I had to ask my sister to pass the jam a couple of times before she reacted and sullenly let it slide over the table to me, not once looking at me. She.