And then I started whipping,(girls provided canes).At first, I started whipping all three girls at a time., I started on bums., what a back those have... their backs are very well shaped.After some whips, I changed to whip.on navel and next on boobs.Finally, they asked me to.stop.whipping, I too stopped whipping.I started pinching nipples of.One by one, and slapped on their faces., I pissed in their mouths.After that we had lunch, in lunch, I feed three girls with my feet and slapping them.Later. The marriage was to be officiated in a nearby hotel and we had booked rooms in it for dressing. I knew that all our family members were tense and my heart also was beating fast. We reached the marriage pandal and hotel. Raj’s Bua and a few of his distant lady relatives came to meet me and were surprised to note that I was not wearing the sari and jewels sent by Raj. They were told by Vijays family that I would be dressing up soon. Vijays family insisted on complete privacy while the bride was. There was a sigh from the other end of the line.“All right. When and where?” Jim was tempted to say “room 208 Pinecrest Motel” but instead he said, “You know that little café over on Oak Street?”“Yes, I know it.”“When can you meet me there? Afternoon coffee; say around three?”“Hang on a sec, let me check my calendar ... Yes, three will work. I’ll see you there.”“OK, so long Sam, see ya later.”“Yes. See you later, Jim,” Samantha said with resignation in her voice.The line went dead.“Well, THAT. ..”“Oh... I guess that makes more sense.” Cindy giggled at her comment.“I’m gonna grab more margaritas. Be right back.” I heard Stacy walk across the patio to the family room. I thought of walking in, but I wanted to hear more of their conversation. Also, the thought of Stacy masturbating with a hairbrush gave a major hard-on that would be hard to hide.A few minutes later she walked back out. I could hear things being set down on the patio table, and glasses being refilled.“Carrots? I thought.