This got his attention…. I then put my legs across his lap, right on top of the lump in his pants. He tried not to smile to big, but he was really g...tting turned on.….Finally he broke. He said I had ’baby feet’ for a woman and began to massage them. As we talked he started massaging slowly up my warm legs. I told him how nice that felt and scooted down further so now my pussy was next to his erection over his lap. I did a slow wiggle and moaned slightly as his hands got further up my legs. I. What I thought was my dream ... I felt young again. I WAS young again. I was still me, but I had it all back ... my youth, my energy, my passion. I had desire and I someone desired me. It felt so good. That's all I can say." I understand. I felt the same thing, Mom. Well ... not the young part. I'm only twenty seven. Well, maybe I don't feel so young anymore. I don't ever talk about it, but I know what it's like to not feel desire ... and to not be desired either" Tim ... why? You and Nina?. I was waiting for her and every minute was like years. Finally, she came at 7 am.I had left the door unlocked and was waiting for her in my bed pretending to be asleep. She generally starts her work by washing dishes but that day she came directly into the bedroom and started brooming.From the corner of my eye, I could see that she was dressed in a tight salwar kameez and had not worn her dupatta on her head. Her figure looked like a coke bottle figure and she had a faint fragrance scent of. Soon red stripes appeared across my back. My thighs were hit with lashes that circled my leg. Even my pussy felt the sting of the whip. The other girls and even the sixteen year old were made to watch. For twenty minutes my punishment continued. I felt faint. I begged for mercy just as my piss girl lover had before me. I promised to be good. I would whore with the rest of the girls. I would help raise the club babies. I would fuck anybody who I was told to fuck. Finally the whipping stopped. I.