Her bed hadn’t been made and an old patchwork quilted spread hung off the bottom. The pink walls were bare except for a poster of Taylor Swift weari...g red shoes and playing a red guitar, although what you really saw were Taylor’s long bare legs. The guitar covered the tops of her thighs and her fingertips strummed the strings exactly where her pussy would be behind the instrument. “You want to brush your teeth?” I asked. “It’s OK. I used to do that after blowjobs.” “Really?” she asked. She sat. My rules were simple: never wear clothes in private with me, make all orifices available to me or whoever I designated at any time, and suffer my abuse – whether I chose to humiliate, punish, or use her.My first act was to make her masturbate, initially laying on her back on the bed, her legs spread, while I watched; she was embarrassed and ashamed as she played with her own nipples and stroked her clit, keeping her eyes on me so she couldn't hide from the humiliation; she came, a shuddering,. He flushed bright red, 'I'd love to'. She stood from the chair and turned away from him. She lifted her top as far up as her bra so he could see it all. For a moment he drank in the view. Her hips, the little dimples on her back, the way her skin looked, every mark and mole imprinted into his mind. She looked over her shoulder 'like it?' she asked 'yeah it's stunning' he replied a little short of breath. 'you can look closer' she smiled. He shuffled his chair closer and carefully reached his. Naa chotia kanhiki heba. Bayasa tharu nuni taa bada heiki banda heijaithila. aau mu dhariki dalili je taa banda hard heiki pura puri nuni ru banda heigala.Aaahhaaa uhhh bou bou. Mo nuni taa hard heijaichi naa.Haan emiti kale aste aste ahuri bada heba.Bou pua jhia sabu kana karanti.Kariki dekhei debi pua jhia sabu kana karanti.Haan bou. Tike tike sunichi je hele bhala kari janini.Unnh mo gelha pua taa. Hau raha sabu sikhei debi. Tu basiki paint khulilu. Dekhi seita kemiti heichi. Raju basiki taa.