His cock rubbed exquisitely between the padding and his belly as he felt the venom of the dominant woman's cane. The pain became pleasurable, and the ...eers of the women increased as he tensed against his bonds in complete submission to their superiority; they knew he was to disgrace himself. Arabella increased her rate of stokes as she too noted the coming of his absolute surrender, her pussy now dripping with excitement. The gimp thought of the caning of the girls, his submission to this. I was awestruck. She wore a backless sleeveless pista green colored saree, and her cleavage and her navel were almost clearly visible. This time she noticed the bulge in my pants and gave me a wink, and went talk, indicating to the phone.Khushbu – Hey, hottie! Every time my magic works on you. I noticed your pants.Me – (Embarrassed yet confident)Yes, and I can’t tell my magic works on you until and unless I check the moisture down there.Khushbu – Trust me, it’s going to rain when you would. At first, he looked a little confused as though I may be rejecting him, but when I reached out and lifted his shirt up over his head, he understood. I pulled his shorts down and helped him step out of them. He was about to step back in when I changed his mind.“Not here, Ben. I want you to fuck me outside.”It was the first time that he looked at all apprehensive and I knew he was thinking that the risk of being caught went up majorly by taking this outside, but when I grabbed hold of his cock. What I believe I have going for me is my quick wit, intellect, and disarming smile. I’d probably score an objective 7/10 in the looks department too, and my clean-shaven face and short crop hair let me pass off as 6-8 years younger than I actually am. I’m fair and tall (179), by Indian standards anyways, and weigh in at about 155. I don’t get out there looking for sex or to cheat on my wife, it’s just that the Internet gave me an avenue to be intellectually stimulated and flirt at the same.