He said I was one of only a few with my special talents. The only difference that night was his new interest in playing with my posterior as well as m... sucking his cock. He kept rubbing it and running his fingers along the crack stopping at the little hole and pressing. He asked me if it was alright and I just nodded in acceptance of this new wonderful feeling. Then I noticed his finger was all gooey and his pressing on my hole was getting firmer. All I could do was press back as it felt so. Trying not to keep checking your watch, you continue your conversation.Suddenly - BAM! the vibrator starts buzzing and you grab the railing to keep your knees from giving out. Somehow, you manage to keep the conversation going without him noticing. You try and look around to see where he could be, but nothing stands out. You feel your face start to flush and excuse yourself from the conversation and start walking back down one of the trails, towards where you left the remote. The buzzing stops. He produced a leather flogger and started lashing her with it. It didn't hurt as much as an actual whip or a belt might, but it was still plenty effective. He circled around her, using it on her back, her thighs, and her ass, before gravitating more towards hitting her tits and pussy lips. "This is what happens to naughty little cunts!" he scolded as he beat her. She knew that some girls, the so-called pain sluts, got off on this type of thing, some even allegedly had difficulty reaching orgasm. .And believe me during that time I started imagining my mother in a all new light. I started imagining…What she would look like if the saree she always wore was removed from her body. She is a fat lady so the boobs and ass are also huge. I got an instant erection imagining that fat ass cheeks, I cummed instantly.I wont lie..But I felt guilty and cursed my self after doing that but dont know the evilness in what I had done made me horny and the next few days I masturbated only thinking about my.