I felt his right hand rest on my hip for a moment and then slide up to cup my left breast over my blouse and sports bra.My nipple instantly became har..., seemingly trying to bore a hole into his palm. It felt as if a current shot from my nipple straight to my groin. The dreamy kisses continued as he slipped his fingertips through the gaps between the buttons on my blouse."Umm," I moaned at the feel of his fingertips on my skin.Next I felt a button pop and his hand slip inside my blouse and under. Spanked yes, but not beaten. I don't like to be spat on, or pissed on, for that matter, either (yuck!) - I'm still very much a 'girly' type girl.So there I was, a frustrated submissive too shy to find a mistress, but then I met Mistress Megan. She had invited me round on three separate occasions, a couple of which I've written the accounts for, just as I experienced them. I was never to contact her but to await an invitation, just like the one I had just received.As I held it in trembling. The fingers are pulled from your nose and you are left for a moment to get used to the ring. With a sudden thrust a cock is pressed through the ring into your mouth. You have never had a cock in your mouth before and really don't know what to do. Slowly your tongue moves, but not up and down the cock, but in an attempt to get away from it. As you move your tongue away a slap comes hard to your burning ass again from the leather strap. Again and again your ass is spanked, until your tongue gets. Arpita: I don’t think so honey, I don’t have clothes on and I’m all wet! Could you please hold it for a few minutes?Ajay: No maa please open the door. I can’t hold it, you cover your body with a towel or something, please.Arpita: Okay then son hang-on for a second.I opened the door and my son entered running holding his boys (balls/nuts) in his hand. I turned to face the wall giving him his privacy. But in doing so I forgot to cover my womanhood. I had covered only my breasts with the towel,.