What puzzled me was that aunty had just told me she would be in shortly to check on me. This was going to be something new because I had always shower...d alone. The door opened and aunty entered, she was wearing her sari petticoat and loose sari blouse. This was her normal at home dress so nothing was unusual for me, what was unusual was this was the first time see was seeing me standing naked.Aunty came over to me and asked me if I had soaped myself and shampooed my hair, I said no and she told. He inched away, wondering if he made a mistake.“Come,” she said, in a gentle voice, reaching towards him.He stopped and watched her feminine fingers gesturing towards him. Water was dripping from her hair and her skin as she dragged her tail on the sand.“O beauty,” he cried out, hurrying to her. “O magnificent creature,” he said.“Come,” she said again, opening her arms to him.“Aye,” he said, wrapping his arms around her as she turned to lie on her back.“Kiss,” she ordered him. “Kiss.”He took. Sorry, I’ve got another crisis. Can you come over real quick?”“Uh, yeah, just give me a few minutes.”“Great, thanks, Paul! Just let yourself in.”I cleaned myself up, grabbed my toolbox and dashed next door. I opened the side door and walked into the kitchen. “Back here, Paul!”I followed her voice through the living room and back into the bathroom. “It’s the tub drain. I was bathing Olivia and it wouldn’t drain.”I looked down into the tub and saw the soapy water a few inches deep. Tara slipped. He reached to the cd player on the side of the machine and clicked the start button.Hard, driving, metal music began crescendoing through her brain as Thorton brought the whip down hard onto the top of her rounded ass... Beatrice screamed.The whip stung her hard, her body wracked in it's bonds, making the little heart shaped gold nipple weights begin to happily swing to and fro again, wrenching and stretching her fat nipples and teats into tortured pain."Whap!"Then... Whap-Whap-Whap-Whap, on.