" Why not?" thought the salesman. He paid the money, inserted his hands into the slot, and the machine started to buzz and whirl. Fifteen seconds late... he pulled out his hands and they were perfectly manicured.The next machine had a sign that read, "This machine provides a service men need when away from their wives, 50 cents."The salesman looked both ways, put fifty cents in the machine, unzipped his fly, and with some anticipation, stuck his manhood into the opening. When the machine started. You could see the welts rising, turning first red then purple. After a total of seven lashes to her breasts, he returned to her backside. There followed four more on her buttocks, bringing the count to a total of four on each buttock. That left two to go. I was too afraid of where those last two would land. I had hoped that he might show some mercy, but that was not to be. The next lash whipped out and straight up between her legs, landing squarely on her wet and open pussy, splitting her. Kuch dino ke baad tuitions ke samay maine notice kiya, ki Reena Rajni ko dheere se kuch fusfusati aur Rajni usko sorry kehti. Aisa aksar hone laga tha. Meri samajh me nahi aa raha tha, ki kyu wo sorry keh rahi thi.Fir main thoda dhyaan se sunne laga, ki wo usko kehti kya thi. To ek din jab Reena ne Rajni ko dheere se aisa kaha-Reena: Rajni, outline dikh rahi hai.To Rajni ne kaha: Oh sorry!Aur sorry bol kar usne jhat se apni skirt ko theek kiya. Fir do din baad bhi aisa hi hua, to main samajh. I was handed one and told to drink it. I gulped it down and not being much of a drinker I felt it go straight to my head. I was poured another and this time I slowly sipped it and although I didn’t really enjoy the bitter taste it did warm me on the inside and gave me some comfort.Mr Stevens then said he should inform security and started to walked over to his desk to pick up the phone. I jumped up from my seat and said no, please don’t – I don’t want anyone to know about this. I then burst.