Push. Pull. Push. She gags. It spills on her breasts, but I keep going. I roughly grab her now slippery breast, and then hit it with my hand. And agai.... Her nipples perk up, and she’s ready for more action.“Lie on the bed. Face down, ass in the air, hands next to your legs.” After she complies, I use ties to bind her arms to her legs, and step back again to admire the view – the ass, I believe. I slip on a condom, and finally enter her from behind. As I thrust into her, I pull her hair back, so. HE would exam her most private and sensitive of parts with the cold metal spectum, that he made sure was in the refrigerator just mins before. But today a patient in the morning had a yeast infection, he was going to use that instrument on her- "that would show that cunt" he thought, "I would take care of this bitch she's to young to mess up her life but I don't mind messing it up for her." He got off on her pain, he would tell his siter Helga about his exam and visits with the poor girl.. This is my first affair, that too with my yoga teacher. Her name is swathi, married lady of 30 years of age. Whitish in color with nice & well shaped boobs.I was very regular to my yoga classes. Always I used to ask one or the other thing in yoga & so I was bit popular over there. Often I used to visit her house at least weekly… Once I don’t have any intention to have sex with her nor to look at her boobs or curves. This happened on weekend in the evening… I was bit lazy in doing yoga. As usual. Iwas full of enthusiasm and bright ideas when I first started to helpDorothy, but I was also totally inexperienced about a lot of things. Oh,yes; I knew all there was to know about the corset, and was a positive'Mastermind' on the subject.But when it came to the everyday things of life, such as buying flowers,and understanding the needs of women, then I was little more than abungling amateur.Our meeting with Gerald's team of executives had exposed several of myweaknesses. I was anxious to.