I met his eyes timidly. A large smile broke across his face."Well, well, well, I should have known he would deliver on his promise. You are absolutely...gorgeous. Come in, slut." His casual use of the word did not affect me. I had grown used to my master using it. When he closed the door behind me, I turned and faced him obediently. His fingers flew to the buttons of my coat, unfastening them hastily. I saw his eyes roam across my face and then he chuckled. As he leaned in towards me, and. I watch him as he fills a knapsack with toys. My heart pounding, my panties growing wet with excitement with each toy he adds. My skin tingles as I think of how it will feel to have it struck with the riding crop, or the many tailed leather whip or the paddle. My pussy quivers as the large vibrator is put in and my nipples harden and ache as I hear the jingle of nipple clamps being dropped into the bag. The gag and the ropes causes my stomach to flutter nervously, but I’m still excited and I. I moved my hand upward and pulled the pallu, loosened the fleets of sari with the other hand and it came down to her toes. I pulled the string of her petticoat, while she pulled away my new dhoti; we both were in our inner garments. All our action and image were reflecting in the mirror and that made both of us horny.Here I must say that the first night room attached to the marriage hall is a specialty in itself, with mirror fitted on all the four walls and ceiling, sexy scenes sculpted in. Mikki and had been dating ever since. Sex with her was incredible and I loved eating her pussy til she came. She was VERY responsive and loved having her pussy licked. She even told me I did as good as her old roommate from last year. Who I eventually figured out was Danni, the petite asian girl. I knew Mikki was bisexual and a bit of a self confessed slut, so I had no illusions about her faithfulness. But hell, I was s*******n and NOT about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Sex with her was.