The other held me, my shadow and dark bathed in light and color, an complimentary opposite. Day to night, fire to water. perfection. Her heat, touch, ...cent, taste, sounds, filled my senses. I was going to make her mine. And yes, that tinge of fear tickled me again, she was going to make me hers. I felt it rising in flesh and spirit, readying to ignite. I was too far gone now. If I had misread her, all I could do later would be to apologize and disappear... but those morose thoughts were. Raat ko dinner ke bad maine mom ko chutar par chuti katte hue kaha ki wada yad hai na, wo hans kar boli han sabra to kar, wada kiya hai to nibhana padega hi.Raat keo mom sone chali gayee aur bad me room me gaya to mom chadar audhe hue letee hui thi. Usme unke badan ka ubhar dikh raha tha. Maine kaha garmi me bhi chaaddar kyu odh rakhi hai, kya thand lag rahi hai kya. Wo boli to tum garam ka do na. Maine turant hi unki chadar utar di aur unke upar let gaya pahle unke boobs ko chuma, phir nabhi. I end up getting more done when I just keep writing new stuff rather than trying to perfect it. I mean the amount of time working on writing so I don't know if I will try to keep this up or not. There is no sex and I am not sure when I will add sex into this one. I will probably have some within the next four chapter that I write.I have no idea of where I am. It is dark like really dark here I can't even see my own hands. That is when I hear something scuttling somewhere... it's probably. “Congratulations” he purred in my ear, as I caught in breath. “You took that well. You have earned your reward.” Despite the pain I was in, hearing these words brought a small smile to my lips. I had pleased my master. I had taken my punishment well, and I had learned my lesson. I was still cuffed to the stool, but I heard him place the riding crop back on the desk. Then his rough hands circled across my hot ass cheeks, smoothing away some of the sting and pain, but reminding me at the same.