I knock on the door, “Enter,” calls out Mistress.I enter the room this is my first time inside the library; I have never seen so many books in one...place. The reading table is off to the side with the bolster placed in the middle, this does not bode well. In front of me is a large desk behind which stands my Mistress in her hands she holds a cane which she is slowly flexing. I now know my fate; I am to be caned. Mistress looks very severe, her dark hair falls down her back, her corseted figure. In fact, when I told her about what happened after Christmas she wanted to come down here and as she said ‘rip her heart out through her cunt and shove it up her ass’. In some ways, she was even more upset over that then I was.”“I can understand that, trust me. If we care for somebody, we can take hurts to them even more strongly than if they were actually made against us. I was hurt when my old friends started talking about me after my accident, saying I was freaky and my eyes ugly. But Jean. But this gift comes with a price. I need you to be an extra good girl to deserve it.’ Santa sat the gift down on the mantle above the fireplace and walked towards the couch. He was breathing heavy through his nose as he sat down on the side of it and pulled my blanket down. I was wearing a purple nightgown with just panties underneath. He leaned in to my face and puckered his lips. ‘Can Santa have a kiss?’ I wanted the iPad so badly that I leaned up and kissed his lips. His big white beard. 10 or mera lund ka sige 8.5 hai me ek computer enng hu job tarta hu bhubaneswar odisha ka rahane wala hu me ek punjabi family se hu me ess sid pe 5 saal se stories para hu to mane socha ki me vi ek apni sachi gatna aap sab ke saat share karu umid hai aap sab ko yea pasand aaye to mujhe kare mail id hai koi vi larki aunty bhabi jo 40 age ke ander ho mujhe mail kare me aap ki sawa jarur karuga ,aab aap ka jada time na lete huwe storie pe aata hu 3 months phale ki hai 16-7-2013 yea kahani hai.