Appozhuthu thaan puthithaaga oru teacher palliku sendraargal, en mama paiyan palliyil padithu kondu irunthaan. En veetu motai madiyil irunthu paarthaa... en mama paiyan agil therivan avanai adikadi paarthu kai asaipen. Antha teacherai muthal muthalil paarkum pozhuthu asanthu poi viten, aval mulai perithaaga pazhuthu irunthathu.Idupu sirithaaga irunthathu soothu sexiyaaga virinthu irunthathu, antha teacheruku thirumanam aagi irunthathu. Puthithaaga thirumanam seithu vaithu iruikiraargal, aval. She was secure in the back of the van; my tinted windows would keep all but the nosiest of people out. It was a 15 minute drive to where should be punished, and the whole time she only said one thing.“Why didn’t you tell me you were the same guy?!” she barely whimpered. We had been driving for about ten minutes at that point. I got out of the car and climb in the back. I gave her a VERY hard slap across the face and reminder her that this was everything she wanted and asked for. Then I got. That was still too much as far as I was concerned. I turned a bit and half layed, half dropped her on my bed still mad at the situation, and mad at myself for what felt like giving in. I wrapped my hands around the front of her panties and pulled, the material giving way and came apart in my hand, and there she lay, naked, wet, tears subsiding, excited for the moment, and a little afraid of what might happen next. I dropped my shorts, and getting on her hands and knees she scrambled to the. Fucking.The bar was like any small pub bar with beer on tap, shelves of whiskey and loads of spirits and mixers. Around the room there were lounges, one king sized bed with some bondage gear attached, some swing type things hanging from the ceiling and in the middle what looked like some hybrid massage/birthing table. It was a timber leather and foam backed table with stirrups for a lady’s legs. I was keen to try it.All of this though was starting to leave me feeling a bit unsettled. Now that I.