This was God’s work.Finally they got to eighteen and she stopped. The Mother Superior came close to him and put her hand between his legs, caressing...his testicles. Father Mortimer sighed, moaned a little.“Where we have been strict,” she said. “It is necessary to be kind.”She touched him very tenderly and felt his erection growing. His sighs and moan of pleasure increased.“Oh Mother Superior,” his voice cracked. “I will atone. I do repent. I do submit.”Then she took the wooden paddle and the. It was amazing listening to her moans in between and she explained to me what Sunil was doing to her.We then decided to take it to the next level by meeting in person. We chose to meet at TOIT in Indranagar. They told me to pack my bag for a day if we decide to go ahead. Identifying them was not a big deal as we had each other’s numbers. They were sitting in the smoker’s section. Sunil was in casuals. Ramya was wearing a knitted top and skirt.They must be in their mid-30s. Ramya was looking. I can't even believe in myself anymore. I've lost the desire to create and bring laughter to others. I can't bring myself to want anything, to hope or even love.I don't deserve love anyway, not even love for myself. I did a horrible thing to someone else and deserve to suffer for it. Coincidentally, I've found a perfect way to do that. Sexual humiliation has become something I am rather good at taking and being used has taken over any of my previous sexual preferences.Finding the men is easy. "Now honey, I want to see you walk around the room.And relax. I'm not going to bite you. Unless you want me to."As he rose and took a few tentative steps, he was glad he had onunchallenging shoes. If those had been three-inch spike heels, he wouldhave been even more stressed out. As it was he circled the room slowly,aware of each movement he made. Violet's practiced eye noted that he hadthe basics down right, but there was room for improvement. Besides, shewanted him to also be able to.