Then the command to “Submit” was given. The “Submit” command was a short way for the Gorgons to tell us to get into a breeding position. That ...eant getting down on all fours with my ass in the air. The Gorgon would approach me from behind and then pick a hole and fuck it. I was not allowed to protest as he fucked me. Only when he was finished fucking me I was then forced to say, “Thank you for using me master I am here to serve”. If the Gorgon was happy with my performance then I would be. She lit the candle. She stood back and took the whip in her hand. She flicked her wrist and although I felt nothing, the flame was extinguished. She repeated this at least a dozen times to prove it was no fluke. She then told me to stand up. I did so and she came close to me, kissed my mouth and, with a lipstick, drew a small circle on my right hip. The next flick of her wrist brought that scorpion-like sting to exactly the point she had marked. I said she likes ceremony. The day she gave me. Eventually she raised herself and climbed off and collapsed onto the bed beside me. I waited to see what she would do next but then she said, " Danny, go to your room, we'll talk in the morning.'With that I gathered my clothes and submissively walked back to my room for another fitful sleep but not before I masturbated to the thought of my grandmother cumming over my face. In the morning she had left me a note on the kitchen bed reminding me it was her birthday the next day. A special birthday.. The heroin of the story is Laxmi aunty . She is a house wife and used to live next door . She is a good friend of my mom . She usually visits mom . Her husband works as a driver at the some state govt. Office so most of time he is traveling . She got a daughter of 7 .Laxmi aunty is fair and is in her early thirties but looks no more than 24 . She is a bit fat but looks damn sexy in saree . Her stats are 34-32-36 . Boys in our locality used to ogle her when she passes . Her ass swings when she.