I had spent most of it avoiding the immagration officials, as a Bengali girl of 16 all on my own and with no papers I knew if I was caught I would be ...eported. It had rained most of the day and I was wet and to top it all I had had a run in with Steve and his mates, Steve was 18 a right hard nut who ran a gang of teenage thugs, all were racists. They had seen me in a carpark where I was begging and gave me the uaual racist taunts I had managed to slip away when a lorry came in and was between. Somehow, I think she took some bizarre pleasure in making me work even harder because I was the only one there. All of a sudden I find out that 'we're going to do hills' and I've got my head down pumping away and the terrain keeps changing. I realize that she is pushing her settings out to the bike I'm on and I'm supposed to keep up with her. The 40 minutes were hell! I've never worked so hard in my life and I thought I was going to collapse by the time we went into cool-down for the last ten. I noticed that she did not close or cross her legs when she sat down but, instead, left her knees about shoulder width apart so her pussy remained exposed. This was something else I had taught my girlfriend and I appreciated the view. What do I do? the daughter asked. I could see her getting very red in the face and chest. This is not your first spanking, it is the same as with your father, just lie across his lap and he will hold you in place., the mother chided. She stepped in close to me and. His hands slide over her back and she lets out a soft moan as they travel down her body. The sharp burning pain of the cat o nine tails reaches her brain seconds after it has landed, she gasps, before she can catch her breath the whip lands again and is repeated often up and down her back and arse. Some where or somehow she does not know when it stopped being pain and it became part of her. She didn’t want Him to stop, her body had never felt so alive. Her submission to Him is nearly complete. .