Then she guided my hand to her pussy. She was dripping wet and my index finger slid inside her with ease. She lay on her back facing the ceiling.I lay...beside her, facing her and propped myself up on my left hand while with my other hand, I started fingering her with only my index finger at first and then my middle finger too.My thumb found her clit and I started rubbing her clit while fingering her. She was letting out soft moans while guiding my fingers in and out of her pussy with one hand.I. So one fine day (it was a Tuesday) after spending around two hours in the library we walked out together. I was heading towards my flat whereas she was going to her pg (paying guest facility).We walked side by side grazing our shoulders. With all the courage I mustered and asked her, “Will you have dinner with me tomorrow?” She smiled like a baby and then walked away without answering me. Depressed I went to my apartment.To my surprise the next day morning she had left me a message which said,. Thank god this time there wasn’t the famous awkward silence. We chatted casually and exchanged numbers our most funny encounter was that when we both exchanged our numbers and we dint remember each other’s names we I first admitted awkwardly that I can’t remember her name she also admitted laughingly that she also can’t remember my name.We got to know each other for long time this time after that we went to eat some breakfast in a restaurant which was close not far off, we talked for some time. That probably was my saving. Looking at someone on the screen getting a proper beating and experiencing it myself are two different things altogether. “17, Thank You Mistress, 18, Thank You Mistress, 19, Thank You Mistress, 20, Thank You Mistress”. I was breathing hard, my ass cheeks were hurting but it felt somewhat good and exciting. Then there was pain, lots of pain, right in my balls. “Just one more for good measure and to teach you who is in control” she said after the riding crop hit the.