" When we got to the bedroom and undressed Cindy pulled out a new toy, a short riding crop."Oh does someone need a spanking? Who wants to be ridden?..., I asked with interest.She replied, "Oh someone will be ridden alright."Cindy then asked me to assume the position and promptly tied my hands. "Do you trust me?", she asked."Completely. No stop words needed." I may have spoken too soon.Once I was on my knees bending forward Cindy gave me a smack on the ass with the crop."Ow, fuck. That hurt". I was beginning to thinkhe was an eccentric rich guy who got off on messing with people's heads. But then my thoughts would wander back to that long passionate kisson the night he drove me home and I kept telling myself that was real. It wasn't something you could fake. I've kissed a lot of guys but that kisswas different. That kiss was something special. Then one Friday afternoon around 3 o'clock I heard someone ringing the buzzer outside my condo door. I peered out through the peepholeto see. Why not, I will be the one selecting your bra and panty after all dear, john replied. They selected multiple pairs if innerwears. Nisha told me to bring my debit card to pay for it. Nisha was paying from my account for her and her 2nd hubby’s Innerwear which they wanted to wear on their wedding.Then Nisha started browsing for parlors providing bridal packages. She was searching for parlors from Mysore, I understood she was taking complete care to keep it secret and that’s why she avoided. I wasn’t very happy about this but I was making good money so I kept my complaints to myself. I was stuck in this little town and I had nothing to do. One night I went to Walmart and while I was shopping I had to take a piss. I liked using the stall because I enjoyed the dumb shit people write on the walls. One message caught my attention. “Call me if you want some dick.” I got hard and saved the number on my phone. I cut my shopping short because I was too excited about making this call. I.