Papa kuch na bole aur meri tang pakad mujhe bistar par ghumakar ghutno par baitha diye. Main unki akramakta ko dekh aur zyada uttejit hone lagi. Woh p...eche se meri skirt uthaye aur meri chikni gand par zor ki thappad de mare.Papa: Tumhe pasand hai na ye?Main: Haan, bohut zyada.Papa ek aur zor ki thappad mare aur main zor ki aah bol padi. Woh meri skirt ko meri kamar par tikaye aur apne lund ko meri choot mein peeche se utaar dale. Woh meri choot ki jad tak apne lund ko ghusate hue mujhe pagal. It was only a faint red. Somehow... I liked it. Why? "You know why." I gasped quickly as I looked at the mirror. I was in a way, hallucinating... Imagining my reflection speaking to me with a smirk. "You know why you liked it. It's what you wanted." "N-No... I..." "Don't lie, little girl! Admit it! You want to experience the same punishment as that slut did in that video!" I gasped and blushed as I knew my reflection was right. "You're such a perverted lil pup... A slutty one at that. You crave. I had thought having my pussy crammed with his big cock was intense, but now I felt like I might split in two. I grabbed the sides of the bed and moaned in pain and pleasure as his shaft stretched me.He stopped, his voice full of concern, "Mom, you okay? Wanna stop?" Give me a second."My ass was tingling. I forced myself to relax. The pain, I realized, was manageable. I had let my anxiety leap out of control. I lay there, breathing, unwinding, studying the sensations in my backside. I enjoyed. The hall was quiet and clean with a window and skylights letting light in through frosted glass. The floor was pale marble with red and gold carpets lining the edges of the walkway. Columns studded the walls along the gently curving corridor and curtains in between created a closed in feel. Kaarthen didn’t figure a room was behind every set of curtains but they kept her guessing.“We’re in a wing of the castle. I think the western side. It’s not obvious now but the castle was built up and.