I continued saying that I loved every part of her body and wanted to have it all for myself. She was extremely terrified and was wondering if I might ...orce the issue on her. I just asked her to relax and told her that I did not want to have her against her wishes and respected her thoughts also equally. She remained silent for a moment and said that she was married and a mother of 2 grown up children and she felt doing something like this at her age was not at all right. I ensured her that what. .And I responded laundry mat?She said ugh yeah...I knew too strike now. So I boldly asked, you need help, she said no.My response come too my place do it there than we can talk.The look on her place was priceless. She asked me was I serious I said of course.She said let me think about it, I said its sunday night dont think too long. Meanwhile were exchanging #s and I noticed in her basket there were some black thongs. Being the perv that I am my mind began too race.At that point I asked again!. . CRACK!The riding crop landed on her buttocks in an unexpected cut which made her stagger slightly, though she managed not to cry out.“That is so that you are aware of your position. Now hold still.”The Emir’s hand stroked one full buttock and slid down the crack and a finger was insinuated into her cunt.“Hmm. Wet, I see,” said the Emir, “You want me to use you, I suppose? Suddenly I am not the hated brother, but the beloved Master am I?”Elaheh said nothing.Hiss ... CRACK!The second cut was. Much to my surprise, she was crying. I sat down on the porch steps beside her and attempted to comfort her. "Becca, what's wrong?" I asked. "Why are you crying?" "I got... I got... kicked off the squad!" she cried. "What?" I asked. "I don't get it! You're incredible at cheerleading! Why would they kick you off?" "Well, apparently, eating out a girl in the locker room is frowned upon in college," she sobbed. "What?" I yelled. "That's ridiculous! It's a women's locker room! You should be.