Now I was ready to receive the whip. I tried to look over my shoulder at the masked man as he walked round me. I saw him move to the edge of the platf...rm bowing to the audience. He made a show of this. I saw him take out his whip and holding it above his head. Fear overcame me and I had to close my eyes. I heard the roar from the crowd.Suddenly they fell silent. I sensed that the man was standing close to me. My heart stopped beating. It was time.I heard the menacing sound of the whip sweeping. Just what that was, and what could ever come of it wasa question I wasn't at all sure I wanted to ask. After all, I had morethan enough going on in my life as it was. The last thing I needed wasmore drama. Of course, that was a conclusion formulated by the left sideof my brain without consulting either the right side or my heart, twoorgans that had an annoying habit of wandering off on their own,consequences be damned.>That night and the following day proved to be blissfully uneventful,which. They still stinged. Stanged. Stang. Stung. They stung, but not as much. I kept them open. Same puke green ceiling. I looked around. I was in a hospital room. I should have known. Only hospitals and prisons use colors like that. Mom was standing on one side of my bed and Tami on the other."What happened?" Do you remember the fire?" Mom asked.The fire. The fire! "It was hot." Those are some good drugs," Tami murmured, earning her a dark look from Mom.Drugs! No wonder my brain was fuzzy. I don't. Now there were 2 bathrooms in the flat. One was attached to Rohan’s master bedroom. The other was the common bathroom, which I used. I went to the bathroom to take a shower. There was a knock after some time. It was Divya. She was wrapped in a towel. As I opened the door, she came in and told me that Rohan has gone out for some work. We only had a few minutes. She grabbed my dick and started stroking it. Within no time it became hard and reached its full glory. We were kissing as she continued.