I avoided her reach for me, and felt I was plucking chords on a musical instrument exquisitely fashioned by a true master. She was rewarding me with a...serenade of low sensual moans, glissando and crescendo in time with my strumming fingers. I slid back and eased her down to the floor as I repeated the kisses I’d traced from the top of her head down across her breasts and over her flat tummy. I had plans to watch that belly grow round with a child, to be conceived before the light of the new. I sat with my mouth wide open in shock and felt intense dizziness. I was the most embarrassed person in the history of the world.Garima laughed her ass off. She had been so incredibly successful beyond her wildest imaginations. She knew she wanted to embarrass me completely. But she never fathomed that a person could be as embarrassed as I was. And she felt extremely entertained. She laughed so hard that she had to sit down and wipe the tears out of her eyes. I sat on the floor wearing only. I do not want to have tocorrect you later.I simply cannot believe a debauched pantywaist like you does not own asingle pair of stockings. But if that is the case, you have just earnedanother ten punishment points. I will not have my Slut underdressed forher fucking.I think knickers should come next, don't you? A sexy slattern like youneeds something to catch and contain her cum when she helplessly orgasmswith her Master's plastic length inside her. Or do you? Perhaps if youwear a truly tiny. " What... what's up?" I said. I wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer to that. Sounded like something was going to interfere with my plans for a leisurely close of the day. Looking suitably serious, I followed the whirlwind into the sunroom with two cut glass beauties.Jody had been stuffing things into shelves and cupboards and tidying up in general. She took her glass from me and sat down on a hassock. She was still tense, and continued sorting a pile of magazines while she talked."I ran.