He rang the doorbell and no one answered but he could hear someone around back so he went around to the gate to see if he could get the person’s att...ntion. He found an older Daddy sitting near the pool drooling over a movie playing on the television where an older male was seducing a younger man and had the younger man’s cock in his mouth passionately swallowing him for all it was worth. Jon felt movement in his pants and before he knew it, he caught the eye of the older man who waved him. When you sit in here pull that rope to the side of the door and the punkah wallah will soon have the fans working.”(A punkah wallah is the fellow who had to continually pull on a rope to work the punkah, a ceiling-mounted fan that cools a room when operated.)Further along the corridor, another door opened into our bedroom.“There is a connecting door to the withdrawing room, and a rope by the bed to have the punkah wallah operate the fan.” Ranji Ram informed me. The next door along the corridor. X. for upgrading to professional status. Obviously, if one of us had achieved recognition through the technique of making love to her respondents of one sex, it stood to reason that the other was employing a similar method with her respondents of the opposite gender.There was an awkward pause, during which we just looked at each other. Then Gloria broke the ice."You're fucking the guys, aren't you, Debbie?" I nodded my head."Would you make love to the women if you were interviewing them?" she. He roughly turns me over and orders me onto my knees. He spanks me again and with every spank I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter. “Fuck me!” I beg. “Are you telling me what to do, whore?” Still unable to see, I feel him grab one of my legs, me still on my knees. He takes my ankle and secures it onto one of the bed posts, and does the same with the other. I don't even try to break free. My ass is burning, and I daren't risk another spank. When he is finished I move to assess how much.