She then said that she couldnt help but notice that i am always looking at her body this caught me by surprise so i thought im going to be blatant so ... told her that i love her figure and i love her big boobs she laughed and said yes these things get me into trouble at times with a wink and a smilei then said to her if we can exchange numbers which she did not decline.. we both departed to our own direction by then i was walking with a spring in my steo over the moon that now i have this indian. So the maid was summond I was cuffed and lead into her garden a fire had been lit I was hended back my underpants and such and told to place them on the fire. All were burned and now all I had to wear was the knickers Miss had supplied. Miss whispered in my ear “time for initiation” I was lead back indoors and blindfolded. And taken to the cellar and bent over a char and tied to it. Miss Amelia explained that the flogging was not punishment as I would eventually find relief in this but her way. She normally wears jeans and sometimes saree. Whenever she goes out people look at her boobs and ass which gives her immense satisfaction. Whenever she is at home I get a hard on which often ended in masturbation in my room. I had developed feelings for my mom from age 15 when I saw my parents fucking.Once I came from college early I opened the door as I had extra key I saw nobody in the living room so I went to my parents room saw that door was open and some noise was coming so I slowly went. Anyway, though I relished in the stories, I had convinced myself they were just teenage wishful thinking. Carla had showed little interest in me and to be honest, I was too scared to show any interest in her apart from a shy "hello."We were all around the 16 year old mark. Carla had mousey dark brown hair, cut short and was a medium build. She was cute rather than stunning but she was not fat in any way. Her tits were already quite well developed and she took great delight in unbuttoning the.