“Are you forgetting something slave”. “Thank you Mistress” I blurt out. “Too slow, we'll start agin”. I feel the crop harder this time hit...the same cheek as the first one. “Thanks you Mistress” I reply quickly. Five more each one promptly followed by my words. By the 6th I can feel the sting all over mmy are cheeks and am breathing more heavily. How can I find this so exciting but I am as my cock is still rock hard. She walks up to my head and sasys wew ill make a good slave out of you yet.At. Kim was quite beautiful. She still had a touch of baby fat that gave her a youthful and innocent look but she also had very enticing feminine curves. And her well developed chest looked luscious even to Faith who was an avowed heterosexual.What Faith found surprising was her attraction to Heather. If Kim was beautiful, Heather was stunningly gorgeous. Every aspect of her, taken singularly or in combination with the other features, was divine. Faith loved watching her muscles straining with each. Aur haan, kal jeans aur shirt pehenkar rehna; woh utarne ka maza hi alag hai, saree aur suit se toh bore ho gaya hoon.I was devastated on hearing this conversation and realizing that this has been going on since a long time. Kunal immediately left and Anjali sobbed for some time as she was being used as a slut by Kunal. She soon wrapped herself and wore clothes. She then ensured that everything looks normal and usual so that I don’t get a hint of Anjali’s betrayal to me. I also left the window. This time he emphasizes the demand with a squeeze to my neck and a deep thrust into my pussy.“No.”The word was just a breath, but it was full of more strength than I thought I could have mustered in that moment.Then he was gone. His hand released my neck, his hard body disappeared from where he had been pressed against my back, and his fingers withdrew leaving me empty and unfulfilled. He was no longer touching me, but I could still feel him there, his body just a breath away from mine, his.