It seemed painful but not too bad, then as she raised the cane again I felt the pain increase and then it landed for a second time, this time it stung...like hell."Jesus Christ" I muttered, without realising what I had said."Tut tut did you not listen to me boy, thats extra strokes for you" Oh no...please I'm sorry....owww" as the third stroke landed and the cane was raised again. Strokes followed in relatively quick succession with a short gap between each stroke."That is ten strokes" she said ". Pati baith gaya tha aur uski nazrein meri god mein lete hue devar pe pad rahi thi.Devar nabhi ko choos raha tha, aur reh-reh kar mere aadhe baahar aaye ubharon ko bhi choo raha tha. Tab maine hi haste hue uske muh se ubharon ko sata ke daba diya. Aur devar ne boobs ke ubhar ko neeche side se choos ke daag bana diya. Sasur aur pati dono hi achambhit hue aur pati ne narazgi se kaha-Pati: Mazaak ki hadd hoti hai.Tabhiturant hi devar ne jo tv chal rahi thi, usko apne mobile se connect kiya, aur 48. He helped me put in on and then had me turn around so he could latch it in the back. He gave my ass a little squeeze when he was done and I froze for a minute. When I turned around I saw him throwing my clothes into the washing machine and turning it on. He laughed and said I'd better find something else to wear for the next couple of hours. He'd left me a pair of panties, pantyhose, and what was either a short dress or long blouse. Seeing as I didn't have anything else to wear, I put on the. “Shit, Derek. What’s it been? Two years?”“Three and change, but who’s counting?”My drink came.“A double, for last call,” the bartender said. “Congratulations again. And thanks for the tips tonight.”I raised my glass to her. “No, thank you.” To Derek I said, “Last call. You want anything? I’m buying.”“Nah, man. Driving. All good. Thanks though.”The bartender nodded and headed back to the bar.“Well, after this the libations come to and end and I will be back on the wagon until I’m on the podium.