I could tell just from the look of it that she was a virgin. Farther down I could see her super tight, hairless ass hole, puckered tightly just beggin... me for attention.After she got out of the pool she pulled her bathing suit back over her hairless cunt. Concealing it from my lustful eyes, and headed over to her mother. As she walked toward her mother I suddenly felt very uneasy. I was getting more scared the closer she got, for fear that she was going to tell her that I was looking at her. I. This time it really did hurt. I instantly stood up and rubbed my bottom that felt like it was on fire. "Bend over again," he said. "If you stand up again, I have ways of keeping you in position." So I bent over the saddle again, and I felt him arranging my dress again so that my bare bottom was totally exposed for my spanking. It seemed like an eternity, but in a few seconds SWAT And I stood up again and rubbed my poor bottom. "I was hoping that I won't have to do this, but since you keep. Pratap started unbuttoning mom’s blouse and mom was standing with her eyes closed. Pallu of her sari was lying on the floor. He removed her blouse and to my great surprise, she was not wearing her bra. He squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples and stretched those. Her nipples elongated like a rubber. When he licked her nipples, they became pair of black pebbles. Then Pratap removed her sari, parkar (Indian woman wears it under sari) and her very tiny panty.Pratap started fingering mom’s. "It's time to get started everyone. For anyone who doesn't know me already, I'm Master Don..." He went into the same spiel that he had said yesterday about the convention. "Today's contest was just added last year, but it proved to be a success, so here we are again. This is another slave heat contest, this one testing the slaves responsiveness to mild pain. The slave will be punished by her master, on the breasts, or the buttocks or the sex of the slave or some combination of those. It should.