If I have to cane anyone it happens straight away in this room with everyone watching.” With that she stood up. “I came to ask if you’d like a ...rink of squash and to suggest you go and play. I’ll be up to check your rooms when I’m finished here.” After she’d gone I asked, “What did Auntie mean by ‘check our rooms’?” Rebecca answered, “Oh, just to check the room is tidy and everything is away, neat and out of sight.” Nick and I ran upstairs to sort our rooms. We sat for a moment on the end. Till now I haven’t asked her for the picture. So on the next day, I asked her for her picture as I should know with whom I am talking to. When she sent me her picture, my eyes popped out and tongue rolled out dripping saliva. She was a smoking hot man.The picture she sent was a wedding picture, wearing traditional saree, which was ties below her navel and blouse exposing just enough to tease someone. She was fair in color and figure was slightly on the chubbier side. Stomach wasn’t flat, it. Then the belt came down, striking the firm globes of her ass, and she grunted, her body tensing, her hands gripping the sheets beside her head as pain flared through her, pain and an incredible heat between her legs.“Ten strokes, Steph, ten strokes for each time I looked for you and couldn’t find you.”After ten, she was crying and writhing on the bed, her slender body twisting, her legs kicking slowly, her stomach tense, her chest heaving, her ass burning and hurting like it had never hurt. My heart was pounding as I walked along. I made it to the vending machine, but as I picked up the bottle I heard the lift coming up. Was it going to stop at our floor, and if so, who would get out?My heart was pounding as I walked.“Ping!”The lift doors opened. I had about 10 yards to go and Ryan was stood at the door watching me.I heard voices behind me, but I didn’t dare look.I was just getting to Ryan when he went back into our room and closed the door.The bastard; I thought.I knocked on our.