Early morning I woke up, cleaned my private parts completely, took bath, applied more perfume over my body. And I wore a transparent dark blue sari, l...w hip, not so low.Revealed half of navel through sari, cup bra, black color. I wore the bra in such a way that it is revealed over the blouse on the shoulders. I had worn a low cut jacket which revealed half cleavage. I didn’t cover my hip region, I made them expose completely. Had jasmine flowers, little large mid kumkum on the forehead, jimmiki. She said "when I tell you to do something you had better do it, or else, do you understand?"I said very softly yes. "Are you hiding something in that bag?" she demanded to know. I couldn't meet her eyes or answer her, so she just took the bag and unzipped it. She immediately saw all the panties, bras and bikins that I had managed to acquire throughout the years. I was so ashamed. She just started laughing cruelly. I stammered that I would leave. "You're not going anywhere darling! Sit. Tanya could not even move her fingers, though they were not restricted. No part of her body was her own, and yet, she could feel the pain deep with each new lash of the whip, across her tits, her stomach and her legs.She tried in vain to evade the lashes, but nothing worked for her, and the shower of whip lashes continued, up and down her legs and body. She could feel something warm dribbling down one leg, and she knew instinctively that the whip had broken flesh somewhere, but she could not. I couldn’t fathom my night ending without having sampled her wares! You must understand something about swinging with a partner; communication is key, verbal and nonverbal. Robert read my body like a novel. He was in no way interested in denying me the sensuality of my new friend. I smiled, and thanked him for his approval. I kissed him, kissed him with all the lust and desire I felt for Trisha and him. At that point, the question was not if there would be an encounter, but how we were going.