. stretching one's emotional boundaries, those artificial restraints that often go under the guise of "propriety."Another artificial boundary was remo...ed when the men's and women's locker rooms and bathrooms were made unisex. Just in case we didn't get the message right away, this exercise was included to help us along. We were to all take showers together. No more instruction than that. Those who needed SPECIFIC instructions -- "Um... do we touch each other?" -- were left to figure out life. Geeta moaned and reciprocated the action by pressing Manju’s boobs hard with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. Manju almost screamed with pleasure. They started kissing and let their tongues roam around each other’s mouth, mixing their saliva in the process. After few minutes, albeit very unwilling, Manju said “Abe chod yaar, pehle kaam khatam karne de. Baad me phir maze lutenge.” Geeta let her go and continued with their work as fast as possible. All they wanted now was to go back. Then there is a pause, and I hear a different sound in the air. Fire leaps from my ass, as a single braid cuts down on my helpless bottom. Tears well up in my eyes. My mind is numb and I bite into my gag. The sound comes again, and I feel the lash from the opposite direction. Then, there is silence.I feel my mistress's hands against my bottom. She can feel the heat raising off them. "Your ass is red and sore slave", she informs me. "And now you have an ugly red 'X' on your ass as. 5 ka lund hai and woh usse hila rahi hai main sirf dekha and main full rock hard ho gaya tha but maine unhe maalum nahi padne diya ke main jaag gaya hoon and uss raat ko main jhad gaya chachi ne sab pee liya and woh so gayi.Main abhi bhi jaga hua tha and main pura shock mein tha ke kya ho gaya haiMain utha 10 min baad and washroom mein gaya and wahin baith gaya and masturbate karne ke baad bahar aaya and so gaya subah uthte hi college chala gaya chachi ke utne se pehle and pur din chachi ka hi.