After approximately 10 minutes of slow fuck, I built the pace. I started fucking her harder and deeper. She had closed her eyes and crumpled her bedsh...et with both her hands and bit her lips.I fucked her in a missionary position for the next 20-25 minutes fast-paced. She was going louder with her moans. Therefore I had to kiss her and keep her moans under control. We fucked while kissing for another 10-15 minutes.I was about to climax. I told Avantika that I would be cumming soon. She blinked. I was dressed in pink pull over and white jeans. We started our journey in morning on bike. Somehow we reached hill station and it was almost afternoon. We sat some time then we climb the way by walk on stairs. We got tired and her breath was running high and her chest was coming up & down. I got little tempted and i asked her can i carry u in my arms if u r tired? She smiled at me and nodded her head no. Then i hugged her tightly so that i can feel her breasts to my chest, even she got turn on. It was a cut-off man's undershirt, the athletic kind with straps. And it was just barely long enough to cover her bra-less breasts. Most of the time. But if she leaned just right, or stretched just right, the tight material pulled high enough for a clear view of the rounded undersides of her heavy, swaying tits. And the armholes were large enough to offer enticing glimpses of the sides of her breasts nearly to the nipples. This was not the Donna I had known. But she commanded my attention, all. Her pubic hair charred. "Yes, I think I'll do that." NO! Please, I'll do anything; I'll be your slave! Please, I need to come, please make me come."I shook my head. "It's too late for that." Please, I'll be your most loyal slave. I'll do anything you ask. Brand me anywhere, I know I've been bad and have to be branded. But don't brand me there."I nodded. That was it then. She'd been broken. She was mine now. I grabbed her left breast roughly and pressed the brand into the underside of it. There.