I could see the red marks developing. She loved it, and I kept doing it until her third orgasm, as promised, came to fruition. "Oh my God I'm cumming....YES right there!" I pushed her back downward with my forearm and gripped my other hand on her shoulder, pressing myself deeper and deeper inside. She came for a third time. I told her to get on-top. She started riding me with her hands gripping firm on my pecs. She really loved my chest by the pain I felt on the ride home that day. She worked her. That turned them too. Aruna’s friends then blackmailed Aruna that If she didn’t allow them to have sex with me, they will call everyone and create Hungama. (Blackmailing and threatening to call everyone was also a plan made by Aruna and me).Aruna said to her friends that I am a good boy and I love her soo much. She informed them that when she comes out of the room, her friends are supposed to blackmail us and however threaten me to have sex with her friends too. When her friends blackmailed me,. This was their private space where they did the things we weren’t meant to see, we seldom saw into the room. It was a very feminine room, Mum’s indulgence. It had a massive four-poster bed with red and white curtains tidily tied to the posts. The walls were covered with antique style wallpaper, it was plush and completely indulgent, as was the en-suite with its full size Jacuzzi, white fittings and a French sofa under the window where Mum would do her hair and nails. We stood there, waiting to. It was a checklist of tasks to be completed by the new recruits before a 2 a.m. deadline. I began reading the list, which started out very innocently: 1. Wear a perfume you’ve never worn before. 2. Dance with at least five different partners. As the list continued, it started to get just a little more interesting as it reached the halfway point: 5. Kiss a total stranger out on the dance floor. With the paper folded as it was, I could only see half the list – I flipped it over to see the other.