Deepa then encouraged me to take off my slacks and come up and ride him. He would do me wonders she said. Now I could no more control myself. I immedi...tely pulled my slacks off, off went my panty and I move towards his standing pole. I stroked his dick for sometime. Then I adjusted myself on his thick dick. Deepa helped me in adjusting it and taking it in me. As the bulbous head entered me, I felt that I will not be able to take it. But Deepa pressed my ass down on it and made me take it. It. I just couldn’t stop thinking of the feeling that one touch had given me.To shut the feeling out, I put my headphones on and started my music player which is always on my bed. It was a romantic instrumental playing and I got lost in it and lost in my thoughts again. I didn’t realize my one hand had raised my kurta top and started feeling the soft smooth belly skin.With my eyes close, fingers dancing along the edge of my leggings where the smooth belly skin ended and the elastic started. Running. How could I? My parents had never spanked me in my entire life. In fact I had spent most of my life being completely spoiled and living out my childhood in complete boredom. What would it have been like if my parents had spanked me? Would I be here with him now? Would I have my legs open like a slut waiting to be spanked? Then the leather strap hit my ass. I felt it through my entire body! I screamed out and tried to keep my legs straight but it was hard. I wanted to cry. The leather hit again. Mistress, as I was beginning to think of her, was sitting regally in a throne-like chair. She was wearing a long flowing robe that covered her completely. It opened from the front. She was carrying a riding crop that she kept tapping menacingly against her palm."Kneel before me, worm." Yes, Mistress." I'm having a party to celebrate getting you. By the time it's over you'll have a very good idea of what the next three years will bring. Remember to obey every order instantly and eagerly and.