”I sighed. “There is some bad news though.”“What’s that?”“We’re not supposed to share drinks or anything like that for the week we’r... on this stuff. Just in case.”“Oh ... Oh no! Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”“Yeah, unfortunately.”Heather huffed. “That makes me sad.”“Hey, we can do other things besides kiss, you know. And think about the build up...”“Yeah, that’s true,” she replied quietly.I expected Heather to have already come up with some sort of game to make out of this. He is working in it sector. I have seen him rarely as he was out of the house always either office, gym or with his friends.One day Prajwal came to me and said that function is in his home in the evening and I have to come and attend. I have agreed as it was weekend and I am not going home.Prajwal’s house is 3-floor building.In ground floor, prajwal and his family is staying. Prajwal’s house is very big with 3bhk. After dinner, I thought to take a pee. Everyone was in the house. There was a. ” The next blow struck so hard it took all I had to keep still and not scream; there was a short hesitation and the next one fell. The pain was so intense that I thought I would lose consciousness and wondered, for a second, how anyone could enjoy something like this, then looked at my stiff cock. I began pushing the feel and sound from my mind and managed to stand through all twenty strokes with the cane, though the last one hit me so hard I thought I would lose all control of all of my body. Nothing she could have imagined could have prepared her for this! She gulpedin a lungful of air as she surveyed the room. It was a bizarre cross betweenbedroom, torture chamber and den! It was a big room, and the floor was coveredin white spongy rubber tiles. Two of the walls had full length cupboards withmirrors, below the high ceiling was a latticework of metal tubing on a twofoot grid, with spot lighting on runners. There were half a dozen switcheswith dimmers along the walls. This in itself.