Martin opened his can and raised it towards Jeff saying, “Happy Birthday son.”“Uh thanks Dad,” Jeff said quickly as he opened his can and rais...d it in response to his Father’s toast. He took a drink of his beer glad to see that his Dad had bought real beer and not some watered-down cheap beer.“You know when I turned eighteen my Uncle took me out and got me a hooker,” Martin said casually as he settled back in his seat.“Oh really,” Jeff said not really sure how to respond. He hoped that he. Farhan was furious as to why Savita, the lady who was on leave for the past six weeks is getting a lot of attention and getting less work. So he decided to follow them.He followed them to the restaurant and the lunch lasted only a couple of minutes and no one other than Savita and Bade Saheb joined them. To Farhan’s surprise, both of them visited a hotel next to it and took a room together.“I have to find a way to see them,” Farhan told to himself as both of them walked in the aisle hand in. He groaned, unable to resist that outthrust lip, and the pressure of her ass against him. He bent over back, cupping her face and kissing kissed her pout. She moaned “...oh daddy yes...” and kissed him back, her wicked little tongue darting into his mouth. He held her tightly, and helped her lay back on the recliner, climbing on top of her.They kissed passionately, their tongues tangling. She sucked greedily on his probing tongue, moaning into his mouth. She felt so hot and wicked and wet. Her. Servants, male and female, were routinely paddled by special eunuchs who were trained to administer corporal punishment. They had to lie face down on a bench and receive strokes from eunuchs standing on either side of them. Twenty strokes seemed to be the minimum amount and serious bruising and bleeding resulted. The concubines were not subjected to this type of punishment routinely, but if the prince was angry enough, he might apply a cane to the unfortunate young woman. In such cases, it was.