I ran to Anita’s apartment after dressing and barged into her living room. Anita was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. I screamed at her aski...g why she did this. Suddenly I felt a burning pain on my cheek like something just struck there. I also heard a muscular voice saying “Shut the fuck up slut, you should only open your mouth if you are asked to speak”. I felt like my head was spinning. Then I heard Anita saying “that’s enough Raj, let me talk to her”.Then I felt someone pulling me. She felt her own juices smeared over his lower belly and his ballsand by then it was too late for she had his full length fixed inside of her.He drew back slowly, his cock slurping beautifully as it drew her cum in torrents toher cunt entrance where it stayed in rings of cream around her red cunt lips. His ironhardprick finally came out like a cork from a vintage wine bottle with a dull plop."Oh my God!" She couldn't take her eyes off his tool. It seemed to her to be twice itssize and it was. After all, he was something of an authority figure for me. He came close to me and grabbed my breasts."You have fat tits there, you little bitch."The situation aroused me more than anything else. He was anything but old for a caretaker and, unlike the boys, a real man. I even had thought of him a few times over the last couple of weeks when I had masturbated. When he started squeezing my breasts with both hands, I had to think about that. I had imagined how rude he would be. And that was. " Very well. When your punishment begins, you will come out of trance. Do you understand?" Yes, Mistress. Thank you for punishing me."With that, Mistress drew back her hand and then flicked it forward, bringing the crop down hard on Jenny's engorged nipple. The slave girl let out a short shriek as she seemed to snap out of trance. Another blow followed the first, and the now fully awake girl twitched slightly, but now, instead of shrieking, panted, "Thank you, Mistress."Another blow struck her,.