She felt shamed and humiliated, yet lacked the conviction to say or do something. She felt like a little girl. A little girl who was at the mercy of h...r daddy and by virtue of his position of authority to completely obey. She hated what she felt. Yet, part of her needed the discipline. To be told what to do, how to act. That's the way she was raised. To obey authority. To obey the strong. To submit to dominion.A weird thought fleetingly crossed her mind. 'I'm nothing. Just a stupid ... cunt'. "That's all there was to it. I was told to keep my temper in check and that afternoon I was cleared to practice with the team. If it weren't for Cindy being grounded I would have thought the dominos were falling my way."Is something wrong Sir?" Eddie asked that night as we took our walk after study and before lights out."Why do you ask?" You were off in another world while we were studying. I don't want to pry but if there is anything I can do..."My first inclination was to reprimand him for. You just have to hit at the right kind of girl and then it’s all pleasure.Rashmi’s and my family knew each other since 6 years, so we had good relations. She was a very studious type of girl while in school but now she has become little naughty :p .. I never had any bad intentions towards her. She also always referred to me as bhaiya.Anyways…Without wasting much time lets come to the story. This happened just 3 months back. Without swati(hope you remember her), I was feeling very sex deprived. She looked at the parted red lips of the young woman before her, her supple breasts gently rising and falling as she breathed. Lisa noticed that her nipples were slightly protruding through the thin silk bra. Her soft curves stood in such contrast to the hard edges of the men. The girl held a small red rope and tassel in her hand, as did the others.After a few moments, Lisa stood up, took a step forward, and pulled the rope in the hand of the man on the left. He didn't let go. He didn't even.