"Yes, Master..." Then ask me to do it again."She moaned, felt herself getting wetter, despite her discomfort, and made an anguished effort to obey him... but all that came out was a whimpered, "Please..."He slapped her lightly across the face, and she stopped thrashing her head around and looked at him. "Ask me."Pinned by his gaze, she choked out, "Please—touch me again, Master!", and then he watched her eyes widen in alarm as he slowly brought his hand down to her spread open crotch. When he was. Your destination, the Coffin club, is an exclusive nightclub that opened in the suburbs a few months ago. Like any other night clubber in the city you’ve tried everything to get in but its reputation of exclusivity is not over done. It’s literally impossible to get in.Earlier that evening, when you started unwrapping your gifts you found the six black passes with the blood red C on it. You felt so exhilarated. This is the best present Mary could have given you. As the slogan of the club states:. It’s not weird anymore that we are all naked. All dicks were relaxed, all tits were back to normal and climate in the room calmed down. Just then Varun called out and introduced us to Shrawan who is a yoga instructor and he said Shrawan has a 30 mins schedule to do Naked yoga and whoever is interested can join.Almost everyone joined in and he guided us to pick the yoga mats from the corner and place it across the hall.He started teaching us Surya namaskar first and he was slowly performing. I am responsible for the creature. She must not be harmed in any way, physically or mentally. If she becomes distressed at any time you will desist. Disobey me and there will be consequences gentlemen. Do I make myself clear?”There was a ripple of assent from the room.“Some may say that the distress of the virgin makes it all the more delicious. I take it you disagree Clara?”It was the Reverend who had spoken, and Clara De Voillet fixed him with a steely stare. So much so that the others were.