'Please let all my flatmates go to work this morning,' I prayed under the warm duvet. His pictures showed a clean shaven face with sandy blonde short...cropped hair. Martin said he used to play rugby so he was 'hunky and husky' with minimal body hair and rated his looks as just average. I was not too fussed with what he looked like, but did like a man who looked and acted like a real man should. Big strong thighs, arms and hands were a huge turn on for me. The gold ring on the wedding finger was. Sara's personality starting to fracture, not realizing she was doing it to herself and not some VR "avatar" 1572. Not realizing Desiree had not suggested hardly anything she was doing to herself, she had just mentioned the presence of the enema station; forcing herself to do the enema was just her own dirty mind driving her to new depths of depravity."Glad I didn't have you shower first you disgusting slut; now let's get the area at least rinsed off before I let you you clean yourself." She. Panting, Rahul ran to the kitchen to tell her didi that he has got all A's this time. She wasn't there. “Maybe she is in her room,” he thought. The house was completely calm, unlike the busy street. Without thinking he burst into her bedroom holding his report card up high out of excitement. What the young boy saw stopped him in his tracks! She was trying to hook her saree’s blouse in the middle of her boobs. He couldn't take his eyes off for a moment. It was the first time. She stopped unsure of where to go. ?On your knees? she heard, and dropped to her knees immediately with her head bowed again, her hands at her sides. She clenched her hands and teeth trying to calm her mind; a useless task now that she was in a session with her Master and he most certainly wasn't happy with her. She heard the sound of leather moving behind her as he took off his belt and tightened her body. She saw him move and walk until he was standing in front of her. She could see the.