The guests murmur remarks about my body, my composure, and what they want to see done. My thoughts quickly come back to you as I feel the soft leather...of a flogger, gently rubbing against my ass. My breathing quickens again as my body tenses and prepares for your flogging. WACK across my backside. WACK WACK WACK! The leather kisses against my ass, leaving its stinging mark each time. After a while, you stop. My ass must be red to your approval, because you gently rub my ass cheeks ?mmmmm, nice. Me: pls jane do mujhe ni karna h ye sbRohit: abhi shivam se to maje se gand hila ke chudwa rahi thi ab sbke lode le wrna jabardasti se kara to takleef tujhe hi hogi Me darr gai itne sare ldke the me kya kar leti me maan gai.Me: par ek shart h ki ek ek karke chodoge or koi bhi gand ni maregaWo sb maan gaye sbse pehle aya rohit or apna loda meri chut me daal dia sidha uska bahut bsda tha me chikh uthi baki sb hasne lag gye mujhe maja ane laga or meri chut se rass behne laga or rohit bola kya. He removed his blue denim jacket and placed it on the table next to me. I shifted my eye to my left and saw him standing next to me. His blue shirt and bluish grey tie was most professional and stood in contrast to my humiliating position. I could hear him roll up his sleeves. Without warning, he began the spanking. Each stroke was rapid. He would hit the same spot, 3, 4, 5 times or more. Each spank made my ass sting and my clit throb. He paused for a brief moment and rubbed my burning ass.. ’ The crowd chanted the song of his three syllable name in synchronized, musical unison. Somehow, he channeled his thoughts through you. Suddenly, you thought of things you never considered. With the release from the smallness of your little life, you felt enlightened and empowered. You felt powerful, positive, and strong. Gone were your negative thoughts. Gone was your stress. Gone were your pitiful problems. You felt free. You felt spiritual, holy, and at peace. Everything was cast aside for.