I could tell that she was crying. Being the nice guy that I am, I walked over to her. "Is everything okay?" I asked her"Why does it matter?" She repli...d, in between gentle sobs."Because, no one deserves to be in a motel parking lot crying." I told her.She lifted her head and looked at me."Apparently I do" And why do you say that?" I asked"Because, I am fat. That asshole was my fiance, well, ex fiance, He had some whore in the car who was much skinnier than I am." "Well now, there is no reason. But if you want to take a short break and rub my shoulders a little, I would really be grateful.’ He looked a little uncertain at first, but said, ‘Sure, I can do that. I needed a break anyway.’ She handed him a bottle of lotion, patted the bed beside of her, and then turned her back to him as he sat down. Modestly, she let the towel drop a little from her shoulders. The lotion was a bit cool on her warm skin as he began rubbing it in. ‘Mmmmm, that feels so nice, Mark. You have nice, strong. She knows what is going to happen and at the first sound of the cane whipping through the air she tenses her body, it hits hard and she tries toscream out, the second finds its mark only centimeters from the first and the third lays across both red welts. He stops as she knew He would He had told her earlier that she would receive three with the cane and He kept to His word. He takes the ball gag out and strokes her hair telling her she is a good slut to take her punishment so well. Soft. Agle din mujhe papa ne pandit ke ashram main choda. Pandit ji ne mujhe kaha, “Maine tumhare liye ek saree rakhi hai. Woh pehno aur havan ke room mein ana. Aur uss saree ke alava koi aur vastra mat pehenna.”Isliye maine jaakar woh white saree pehenli. Aur uske sath white sleeveless blouse tha woh bhi pehen liya. Mera komal aur gora gora badan uspe white saree. Main toh ekdum apsara lagg rahi thii. Aur mera khubsurat gora gora chehra. Nose piercing aur sath mein mera til uff kisika bhi dekhkar hi.