Slowly I push my finger into your tight hole as you start to wrap your hand around my cock and start to wank me very slowly. I start to kiss you again...as my thumb finds your clit and starts to slowly rub it while my finger starts to slide deep into your tight pussy. Your warm hands are running up and down my hard shaft, I am moaning as you grip my cock harder in your hand. Your pussy is starting to get very wet which is making me want to drop to my knees and rub my tong against your clit till. But i must remember that not only must i obey Him, but i shouldn't worry about the sub – s/he really wants to be whipped – s/he gets as much pleasure out of it as i do. In this story, i am to take the experience it even further. i'd have a very hard time whipping a female sub, but the idea of whipping a male sub is almost impossible for me to swallow. i have always thought of Men as Dominant and as such, they should be worshipped and obeyed and revered. Here is a Mistress instructing me to. The protest will cause you dishonour and bhabhi will lose her child. Nobody outside will know if you obey”, I said loudly.“What!!!”, both of them shouted in unison.“Okay. Then, I am going to call my brother”, I said and took my mobile in my hand.“Stop!”, Salma said loudly. I looked away from my phone and looked at her. She had already slipped her saree from her chest and was about to open her blouse.“And what about you, Ayesha??” I asked.Bhabhi reluctantly began removing her saree.Both of them. “Wipe off your face and fix your hair.”“Hey, what’s your name?” Shane called out.“Put your dick back in your pants. She has a boyfriend back home. Bye guys!” Kelsey said as they walked away.———Kelsey and I walked in silence back to the sorority house. The only words that were spoken were about Kelsey sending me the pictures we had taken during the day. When we got back I went upstairs and put my clothes on. Washed my face and left the dress and bra lying on the floor. I snuck out of the.