Pleased to meet you. She replied. She looked quizzically at John who did not give anything away. John led Anand and Deepti down the hall to the first ...edroom. Deepti hesitated entering the room, and looked stunned. This was their playroom. They had never had anyone in there. John pushed her into the room and said come on pet, we don’t want to leave our new friend waiting.Deepti entered the room. Eyes down slave! John yelled. Deepti immediately knew something new was in store. She was both. As evidenced by their messages; his bating her like that, and then demanding she join him for dinner.She closed the app, and started cleaning up from dinner. The emotions swirled around in her brain, as she did the dishes. Anger and lust warred inside her. She wanted to hate him so much for what he did, but at the same time, she was drawn to him. Her heart still remembered him, and his betrayal had hurt like a physical blow, but that didn’t stop her libido from wanting him.She sighed again, and. It would have served the a****l right if I could have bit it right off. He fucking howled in pain, but my celebration was short lived as they just all started to beat the fuck out of me to punish me for biting. They beat me, and beat me, and beat me until I was on the verge of u*********sness. I remember how I was repeatedly punched in the face and head, until I was down on the floor and those a****ls kicked me in my ribs and even between my legs. I felt someone twist my tits, and they pulled. Of course an occasional brush of her tits across my face as she bent over my face to massage my chest also kept me coming back. Her massages were so good that it was common for me to tip her an extra $25. After several months of really nice and what seemed normal massages, she became a bit more "liberal or suggestive" in her actions. She would come in to start on me while face down and when she got to my lower back she would move the towel off my ass and lower it so half my ass was showing.