"You must thank me for teaching you, Sissy,and count each stroke," I order. "Thank you, Mistress Suzanne,one," you say.Excellent, you're learning that...the pain I inflict is a gift,and must be wanted and loved to be fully enjoyed. The spankingcontinues, until the twenty-fifth stroke lands on your cheeks.They are almost blood-red by now, and I can feel you squirmingaround, rubbing your clitty cock to a climax. "What have youdone now, Sissy?" feeling the wetness of your cum through mystockings.. No matter how painful today seems, think about the joy you and Trent have had together and the joy your child-to-be will bring you. You must take care of yourself and be strong."The words rang hollow in Isidora's ears. As the cab rolled away, she reached into her purse and fingered the bottle of painkillers she'd taken from Rose's medicine chest.If Trent and I can't be together in our life, we will be together in death. She thought to herself.The front page of the Washington Post read:. Bas fir kya tha, ab to subah 10 baje main khane jata tha. Aur dinbhar padhai ke sath sath chudai karta tha didi ke hi ghar pe. Aur sham ko apne room aata tha. Kabhi kabhi to jab jija ji ghar pe rehte the to bhi bathroom mein ek round kar lete the.Finally woh din aa gaya jiska intezar tha. Jija ji kisi dost ki shadi mein jaa rahe the. Didi ne tabiyet kharab ka bahana bana kar mana kar diya to unhe akele hi jana pada. 4 din ka samay tha.Maine didi ko bola ki ab to gand marne do. Didi turant hi. I got hold of Bob hand and ask him to feel my wet pussy just to take the edge off, i could feel the juices starting to run out of me as Bob ran his hand up my leg he notice how wet i was and asked me what had turned me on so much i told him it the thoughts of him fucking that girl he told me he also wanted to i could see her watching us so that turned me on even more plus the old man was still watching trying to see what was going on. I couldn t get the old man out of my mind, i was turned on.