You have been wanton and, as my policy is to make ‘the punishment fit the crime’, you shall be sexually punished until you have been satiated. The...more lewd and risqué you are in future the more you shall be corrected. In this case a series of ‘procedures’ will be applied. To begin with I shall proceed to disrobe you using every opportunity to carefully but firmly stroke and squeeze your breasts and make your nipples stand erect. If necessary I shall use oral stimulation on your breasts until. Her name is sheetal. She is 24 years old and I am 25 years old. We both started dating each other when she was 18 and I was 19 years old. Now the story begins…..When she was 15, she just joined the society. I had been 2-3 months since she joined and I noticed her then. I was coming from school, when I noticed her sitting on the bench in the park. She was looking beautiful and gorgeous. She is not that white but she is beauty.Then I thought that I should go and talk to her. But I never had a. Yes it was painful. Yes it was traumatic. But Quanesha was right. The pain was only for a short time. And now she understood something of the pain that her racist ancestors had inflicted upon Black slaves. And she felt truly owned!! Only animals and slaves were branded!! She was a slave!!. She was property!! She belonged to Daddy!!. She felt so proud and her pussy started dripping.She briefly thought about her parents. She knew that they would be shocked about what she did yesterday and felt a. I have not harmed any of your kind and I stay to myself.”She moved around the counter, “and yet you move around in sunlight.”She touched my mouth and lifted the lips to see the fang like canines, “how often do you crave blood?”I pushed her hand away, “it comes and goes. I use artificial blood.”Her hand was extremely fast and a nail cut my arm. I shifted and glared, “enough!”She bent and stared and then looked up, “do you know a lady Baris?”I froze, “what about her?”She turned, “she is ill.”I.