He would even give me the days off I needed and such, but I thought it was just because I did my job, so I shrugged it off. Another girl got hired wit... me and was taking over fine, so I decided to look for another job since I myself didn't agree with a thing the company did.After a little over a year I found another place and told my boss about me quitting. He seemed sad to let me go, but understood as he wasn't fond of the company himself. During my last week I had it easy since he put me. A dark figure loomed over me, and I could just make out the form of a thin, aging man. He leaned down over me and inspected the angry red marks that his whip had left on my body. He reached forward and stroked one that marked just above my hips, I couldn't conceal the shudder of excitement as his cold fingers touched my body. "She is a whore" he said. He bent forward, surveyed my face and then out of nowhere slapped my squarely on the cheek. I gasped in shock, and he simply laughed and got to. Therewere hoots of derision from the two men, until Kristina unexpectedlyspoke up. "Be fair! He - I mean she's not used to those heels!" Why don't you show her how it's done then?" suggested Dave. So Kristinamoved alongside me and began gyrating sensuously to the music. I tried asbest I could to copy some of her moves and was just starting to feel morecomfortable when there was a pounding on the front door of the apartment.Both Kristina and I stopped dancing and swung round to look at Ken."Go. I idly knead the nipple, still hard from her orgasm. We all lie together, luxuriating in Shweta’s afterglow, in no hurry to do anything about my hard cock, and, I assume, Rohan’s too.Eventually, Shweta rolls over and sits on the side of the bed, then arches an eyebrow at us. She looks at each of us with her bedroom eyes, her eyelids heavy, and then in a husky voice says, “Why don’t the two of you come and stand in front of me?”We both go around to her front. My cock has softened, but Rohan’s is.