She tried looking away but was fascinated by the sight of it because she had never seen one before. His “piece” was much bigger than she imagined ... man would be, both in length and girth, she noted scientifically.Blanche continued to stare at the sight before her. All of her years of growing up had been around only her parents and her governess. She had been more interested in the workings of the machines that her father was building in the last few years than pursuing any hobbies that other. “Rohan…meet my daughter Komal” and I shook hands with her. She needed a ride it seems, to Jor Bagh and her grandma’s place where she’d be staying for the weekend while her parents went off honeymooning.I so wanted to avoid complications and reluctantly agreed to deliver Komal, to her grandma in Jorbagh.We set off together in my car and chatted casually about many topics especially movies and music. She was much at ease and I guess she was enjoying the ride here, a new found freedom perhaps. We. What was he frowning upon? As he made his way unknowingly closer to me, I surprised myself wanting to relieve him- make his frown disappear. I was about to make a witty remark, in an attempt to get him distracted from whatever his mind was raging on, when the train jolted pushing me and everyone else around against each other. I tried to quickly recover my balance and in doing so I accidentally brushed my hand across his crotch. Oh, God! I was mortified! I was going to apologise but then, just. Now I’m not allowed to orgasm without his permission for the next week and I have to do lots of tasks around the house and today it’s washing the car. The problem is this happened 5 days ago and master hasn’t let me have the slightest bit of pleasure. He’s harsh but fair I guess. He comes out behind me and spanks my bum making me jump and soak myself with the hose. Great now I’m drenched and probably going to be punished again. “My, my you’re a messy girl!” he says with a purr, he wraps his.