02-03-2019, 09:53 PM
He said “yes she is here make her hot I want to fuck her at any cost let us give her a good show”
“Relax,” he said. “Its madam, she’s outback, looking in through the door. She’s been there for the whole show.”
Susheela tried to say something again, but it came out garbled, unintelligible.
Avinash had always lusted Rehanar. He’d fantasized about her, dreamed about her from the day he had seen her.
Rehana watched Avinash place his hand on susheela’s big dusky ass. Slowly, he stroked her behind. She could see her squirming, seeking out the hand. He eased his fingers into her pussy, slowly pushing in, then out.
WHACK! With a suddenness that startled the maid, Avinash withdrew his fingers and whacked susheela’s big soft dusky ass, causing her to jump, her muffled scream audible even through the closed windows.
Rehana could stand it no more. She quickly surveyed her situation and discerned that she was reasonably well hidden and unlikely to be seen. That was all she needed. A moment later, her saree was pulled up were bunched around her waist and her hand was inside her panties, slamming into her cunt. Avinash was once again stroking Susheela’s big dusky ass, brushing lightly over her pussy, just enough to tease her. Rehana watched the older woman squirm, completely at his mercy.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! More blows. More muffled screams. And a redness beginning to appear on Susheela’s ass, while Rehana pumped her own pussy harder and harder.
Avinash’s fingers slid quickly back into susheela’s pussy, stroking in an out like a piston, while the woman squirmed helplessly on his lap. And Rehana felt her left hand sliding under her pallu removed the saree of her shoulder alwoed it to fall and then her hands were in her blouse, squeezing her tits, while her pussy gyrated on her right hand.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Avinash attacked her ass with a fury that astounded Rehana. This time when he stopped, he went for her ass hole, sliding his fingers in, rocking Susheela’s ass. There were more muffled cries. But this time, there was a hint of pleasure in them. Susheela was screaming with pleasure “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhyessssssssss smack my ass smak it as you like and finger my asshole yessssssssssssss yessssssoooooooooooh”And he continued to work Susheela’s ass, while Rehana brought herself closer to the edge.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! From the convulsions of her body, it was clear to Rehana that Susheela was moaning “ ooooooooooooh GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD I am cumminggggggggggggggg yesssssssssssssssssss fuccccccccccccccck yesssssssssssssssssss maderchoddddddddddddddd you are making me cummmmmmmmmm”coming, and coming hard. With a final, frantic fury, Rehana joined her maid, feeling the orgasmic waves flowing over her.
She stumbled away from the door, leaning against the house to catch her breath. There was a voice inside of her, deep inside, yelling that this was wrong, that it could only come to no good. But she ignored the voice, and her back slid slowly down the house siding until her panties came to rest on the floor. She got her dress in positions her saree and her blouse back in place and she moved into the kitchen and was sitting on the floor not knowing what to do she suddenly got
She came back to reality and wanted to leave the house she saw Avinash standing next to her
“Oh Avinash, I’m so sorry I walked in on you. I called out, but you didn’t answer.
” She gushed. “I’m so sorry.” But while she spoke, Avinash locked his eyes on hers and moved slowly towards her.
“Avinash, please don’t be mad,” she said, backing away from him slowly as he continued to approach. She caught herself looking at him, at his young, muscular chest and arms, at his firm, six pack abs. She forced her eyes away from him while she continued to retreat from his slow, steady approach.
He was maybe 10 feet away from her when she backed into the wall by the kitchen counter. When she looked at him again, what she saw made her gasp. What she saw was no longer her son in law’s friend, but a young man, a very handsome and well-built young man. And a young man who was looking at her in the same way a wild animal would look upon its prey.
“Avinash,” she gasped. “What are you doing?” But he ignored her as he closed the gap between them to 5 feet.
“Avinash, please stop,” she pleaded. But still he came on, not stopping until he was inches away from her.
“Please don’t,” Rehana whispered. But there was no conviction in her voice, and they both knew it.
Avinash placed the palms of his hands on the wall on either side of her head, and looked down at her. As Rehana returned his gaze, he began lowering his mouth towards hers. As his lips inched closer to hers, she stood there, paralyzed, like a deer caught in an automobile’s headlights.
And when his lips finally reached hers, she offered neither resistance nor encouragement. Instead, she stood there in wide-eyed shock, still not quite comprehending how she’d let events reach this stage. Instinctively, like they had a mind of their own, her lips parted just enough to allow his tongue to enter. She felt his tongue searching for hers, and she felt her eyes beginning to close as her own tongue began to seek out his.
Suddenly he withdrew his lips. Opening her eyes quickly, she looked at him. Her look was one of utter confusion, part of her knowing that this was wrong and that she should leave before it was too late, and part of her desperately wanting to taste the forbidden fruit of his youth.
It became clear which side had prevailed when she closed her eyes, parted her lips, and waited.
She didn’t have to wait long to feel the touch of his lips, to feel his tongue pressing its way into her mouth and beginning its passionate dance of lust with hers. She felt his hands grab her shoulders, massaging them from the base of her neck to the top of her arms.
His hands didn’t linger long on her shoulders, moving instead down her chest to her breasts, and grabbing them firmly through her blouse and bra over her chiffon saree. She heard herself moaning into his lips as he squeezed her tits, as he mashed them into her chest, all the while keeping her pinned to the wall.
He kept up his assault on her bosom for some time, firmly, even roughly manhandling her. And then, abruptly, he withdrew his hands from her breasts. Without releasing her lips from his, he slid his fingers and removed the pallu of her saree from her shoulders allowed it to fall and then slid the fingers inside her blouse, grabbed hold of the material, and ripped it open.
The move was so sudden, so unexpected that it startled Rehana, causing her to open her eyes, gasp and jerk her lips away from his. But when she looked at him, she understood. She understood that he was in control, and that she was going to do whatever he demanded. Just the thought of surrendering herself completely to this young man was almost enough to make her cum.
He paused only long enough for the reality of the situation to sink in, before moving his lips back towards hers. This time, however, she didn’t just wait for him. This time she thrust herself at him, completely giving in to the power of her lust. As they kissed, she felt his hand working on her blouse, slowing peeling away the tattered remnants of the once beautiful garment until it lay strewn across the floor.
After a moment he broke off the kiss and looked into her eyes. She felt his hands slide between her back and the wall, and ease towards the clasp of her lacy netted bra. She stood there, neither helping nor hindering, allowing him do whatever he wanted, at whatever pace he chose.
Momentarily, the clasp was undone and the bra straps lay dangling at her sides, their cups no longer offering support to her mounds. As they continued to look into each other’s eyes, his hands found their way to the shoulder straps, eased them off her shoulders, and cast the no longer wanted bra aside.
As she looked into his eyes, Rehana felt neither regret nor remorse. In their places, she felt lust. Pure animal lust. She stood before this man nearly 15 years her junior, both of them naked from the waist up, and could think of only one thing. Sex. The harder, the better.
She stood there as his hands moved to the navel and down to her slit of the saree which was holding on to her tummy and pulled the saree off her waist and it fell down as a bunch of cloth on the floor. With one quick move, the string of the petticoat was pulled and the petticoat too fell of her fleshy smooth fair thighs, he moved his hands to the sides of the hips and began easing the panties they concealed over her hips and down her legs.
She felt the garments fall until they bunched up around her knees. The look in his eyes told her to finish what he had started. She moved to comply, but with her back to the wall and him only inches in front of her, she found it difficult to shimmy the petticoat and panty down the rest of the way without rubbing her breasts against his chest, and her pelvis against his concealed erection.
And when her nakedness was complete, she saw the first hint of a smile on his face as his hands returned once again to her big fair soft breasts, tugging on the erect nipples, flicking them roughly with his fingers, and then squeezing the heaving mounds. While his right hand lingered on its newfound prize, his left hand slid slowly down her stomach to her already flowing pussy, pausing only briefly to discover her belly button.
He inserted his fingers easily into her wetness, exploring her shaved cunt while he kept her back pressed firmly against the wall. He watched her squirm as he toyed with her, hearing her moans of pleasure growing in intensity she was scremaning “oooooooooooooooHHHHHHHyesssssssssssssss I am cumiingggggg my goddddddddddddddddd”as she thrust herself wantonly against his hands.
Just as she neared her orgasm, he withdrew his hand from her pussy and released her tits. He reached behind her head, grabbed hold of her wavy black hair, and pulled her body roughly against his own. He smiled at her as he held her firmly against his chest. But it was not like the smile one lover gives to another. It was more like the smile a superior gives to a subordinate – or a master gives to a slave. And as she looked upon that smile, Rehana felt her knees buckle slightly and her body shiver as a small orgasm washed over her.
She felt herself being thrust across the room to the center island - a waist high counter, roughly 3’ x 5’ in size, that occupied the center of the kitchen floor.
“Bend over and put your elbows on the counter,” Avinash demanded. Rehana complied instantly. Avinash surveyed his conquest slowly as she held her position, standing a foot or so from the counter, bent at the waist so that her elbows could reach the counter top, with her big fair breasts hanging beneath her and her ass on full display. He allowed his fingers to trail lightly over her back, her buttocks, and her thighs as he examined her. He dipped two fingers into her still dripping pussy, rotated them inside her, and withdrew them. He then moved closer to the counter and held his fingers before her face.
Rehana looked briefly at the fingers in front of her, and then at Avinash. Returning her gaze to his fingers, she leaned forward, took them into her mouth, and sucked them until she’d cleaned all of her juices from them. And then she looked back towards Avinash, seeking his approval, only to be met by that same, controlling smile.
She watched Avinash as he moved to the far end of the island and rummaged through one of the drawers. After getting fucked by young lunds like that of her son in law Karim , then the lawyer and promod she was not only addicted to big lunds and her pussy gets wet whenever a young lund come near her and she stated liking all kinds of sex submissive kinky dominant/submissive relationship. Yet when Rehana saw Avinash pull a long, wooden spatula from the drawer, she knew instinctively what was to come. And with that knowledge came fear. Fear of the pain he could inflict. Fear that he wouldn’t stop.
But strangely enough, with that knowledge also came a level of excitement that she’d experienced before. The excitement of surrendering herself completely to another. The excitement of allowing this young man to dominate her in ways that she was only now beginning to comprehend.
Slowly, he made his way back behind her. She made no move to escape.
Avinash ran the spatula gently over the naked body before him, starting near the shoulders, trailing down the back, over the buttocks, and down the thighs. He then ran the utensil up her stomach, slapping it lightly against her hanging breasts.
“You shouldn’t have watched me masturbate then you again came back to watch me fuck the maid,” he said suddenly, breaking the silence.
“I’m sorry, Avinash, but where is susheela now” Rehana blurted out, instinctively raising her body and turning towards Avinash. “I couldn’t help . . .”
Avinash :don’t worry her job is done she will be watching her madam getting fucked by a nice big Lund which her madam desires she will just stand and watch us alone her job was done
Rehana : what do you mean by her job done, what do you mean she is watching us doing this please send her off
Avinash : yes honey I wanted you to see me fucking her I had paid her for this, I knew you will get hot looking at that and I somehow wanted to have you at any cost even though I never wanted to do it with the maid but you know I did not fuck her I just inserted my fingers and left her I did it only to make you mine
Rehana : how did you that weakness of mine of getting hot if I watch something like this you were doing to susheela
Avinash : Rehana I was told about this by none other than your son in law, I know you have other habit also
Rehana : ooooooooh my god did him tell you this what more has he told you about me
Avinash :he told he married your daughter just because he wanted to fuck you his dream was fulfilled and you want to know what are the other sexual desires you have
Rehana : my god that bastard son in law of mine he will make me a whore, ok tell me my sexual desires
Aviansh : you love to watch others fucking it makes you hot , and the other part is you love to be treated like a street whore and love to be treated like a slave and above all you love to be watched it makes you hot thinking that someone else is watching you getting fucked
Rehana : OOOOOOOOOOoh My god you seem to know and read my mind so well now go ahead and do as you like with me Avinash I want my sexual desires to be full filled
WHACK! Rehana gasped at the fierceness of the unexpected blow to her ass. “Elbows back on the counter,” Avinash demanded harshly! Rehana quickly returned to the appropriate position, biting her lower lip lightly to fight the stinging sensation emanating from her butt.
“From now on, you will only speak when you are spoken to,” he explained. Do you understand?”
Rehana nodded her head, still biting on her lower lip. WHACK! Another blow landed on her big fair ass cheeks. “I expect you to address me with “yes sirs” and “no sirs,” Avinash demanded. “Do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” Rehana responded, struggling to hold back the tears. “I’m sorry, sir.”
“That’s better,” Avinash responded with a gentleness that hadn’t been present before. “But still, you were wrong to watch me masturbate, and fuck that maid, weren’t you?” he prodded gently.
“Yes, sir,” she answered. “I was wrong.”
“And for that, you need to be punished.”
Rehana held her position, knowing a response from her was not wanted. The pain from the two blows was starting to subside, leaving just a small stinging sensation to remind her of them.
WHACK! WHACK! Rehana cringed as the blows rained down upon her exposed huge ass, biting her lower lip and clenching her eyes closed.
WHACK! WHACK! This time the blows fell on the backs of her thighs, causing her to drop her head to the countertop. It took every ounce of self-control she could muster to stand there and take the punishment without screaming out.
“Relax,” he said. “Its madam, she’s outback, looking in through the door. She’s been there for the whole show.”
Susheela tried to say something again, but it came out garbled, unintelligible.
Avinash had always lusted Rehanar. He’d fantasized about her, dreamed about her from the day he had seen her.
Rehana watched Avinash place his hand on susheela’s big dusky ass. Slowly, he stroked her behind. She could see her squirming, seeking out the hand. He eased his fingers into her pussy, slowly pushing in, then out.
WHACK! With a suddenness that startled the maid, Avinash withdrew his fingers and whacked susheela’s big soft dusky ass, causing her to jump, her muffled scream audible even through the closed windows.
Rehana could stand it no more. She quickly surveyed her situation and discerned that she was reasonably well hidden and unlikely to be seen. That was all she needed. A moment later, her saree was pulled up were bunched around her waist and her hand was inside her panties, slamming into her cunt. Avinash was once again stroking Susheela’s big dusky ass, brushing lightly over her pussy, just enough to tease her. Rehana watched the older woman squirm, completely at his mercy.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! More blows. More muffled screams. And a redness beginning to appear on Susheela’s ass, while Rehana pumped her own pussy harder and harder.
Avinash’s fingers slid quickly back into susheela’s pussy, stroking in an out like a piston, while the woman squirmed helplessly on his lap. And Rehana felt her left hand sliding under her pallu removed the saree of her shoulder alwoed it to fall and then her hands were in her blouse, squeezing her tits, while her pussy gyrated on her right hand.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Avinash attacked her ass with a fury that astounded Rehana. This time when he stopped, he went for her ass hole, sliding his fingers in, rocking Susheela’s ass. There were more muffled cries. But this time, there was a hint of pleasure in them. Susheela was screaming with pleasure “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhyessssssssss smack my ass smak it as you like and finger my asshole yessssssssssssss yessssssoooooooooooh”And he continued to work Susheela’s ass, while Rehana brought herself closer to the edge.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! From the convulsions of her body, it was clear to Rehana that Susheela was moaning “ ooooooooooooh GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD I am cumminggggggggggggggg yesssssssssssssssssss fuccccccccccccccck yesssssssssssssssssss maderchoddddddddddddddd you are making me cummmmmmmmmm”coming, and coming hard. With a final, frantic fury, Rehana joined her maid, feeling the orgasmic waves flowing over her.
She stumbled away from the door, leaning against the house to catch her breath. There was a voice inside of her, deep inside, yelling that this was wrong, that it could only come to no good. But she ignored the voice, and her back slid slowly down the house siding until her panties came to rest on the floor. She got her dress in positions her saree and her blouse back in place and she moved into the kitchen and was sitting on the floor not knowing what to do she suddenly got
She came back to reality and wanted to leave the house she saw Avinash standing next to her
“Oh Avinash, I’m so sorry I walked in on you. I called out, but you didn’t answer.
” She gushed. “I’m so sorry.” But while she spoke, Avinash locked his eyes on hers and moved slowly towards her.
“Avinash, please don’t be mad,” she said, backing away from him slowly as he continued to approach. She caught herself looking at him, at his young, muscular chest and arms, at his firm, six pack abs. She forced her eyes away from him while she continued to retreat from his slow, steady approach.
He was maybe 10 feet away from her when she backed into the wall by the kitchen counter. When she looked at him again, what she saw made her gasp. What she saw was no longer her son in law’s friend, but a young man, a very handsome and well-built young man. And a young man who was looking at her in the same way a wild animal would look upon its prey.
“Avinash,” she gasped. “What are you doing?” But he ignored her as he closed the gap between them to 5 feet.
“Avinash, please stop,” she pleaded. But still he came on, not stopping until he was inches away from her.
“Please don’t,” Rehana whispered. But there was no conviction in her voice, and they both knew it.
Avinash placed the palms of his hands on the wall on either side of her head, and looked down at her. As Rehana returned his gaze, he began lowering his mouth towards hers. As his lips inched closer to hers, she stood there, paralyzed, like a deer caught in an automobile’s headlights.
And when his lips finally reached hers, she offered neither resistance nor encouragement. Instead, she stood there in wide-eyed shock, still not quite comprehending how she’d let events reach this stage. Instinctively, like they had a mind of their own, her lips parted just enough to allow his tongue to enter. She felt his tongue searching for hers, and she felt her eyes beginning to close as her own tongue began to seek out his.
Suddenly he withdrew his lips. Opening her eyes quickly, she looked at him. Her look was one of utter confusion, part of her knowing that this was wrong and that she should leave before it was too late, and part of her desperately wanting to taste the forbidden fruit of his youth.
It became clear which side had prevailed when she closed her eyes, parted her lips, and waited.
She didn’t have to wait long to feel the touch of his lips, to feel his tongue pressing its way into her mouth and beginning its passionate dance of lust with hers. She felt his hands grab her shoulders, massaging them from the base of her neck to the top of her arms.
His hands didn’t linger long on her shoulders, moving instead down her chest to her breasts, and grabbing them firmly through her blouse and bra over her chiffon saree. She heard herself moaning into his lips as he squeezed her tits, as he mashed them into her chest, all the while keeping her pinned to the wall.
He kept up his assault on her bosom for some time, firmly, even roughly manhandling her. And then, abruptly, he withdrew his hands from her breasts. Without releasing her lips from his, he slid his fingers and removed the pallu of her saree from her shoulders allowed it to fall and then slid the fingers inside her blouse, grabbed hold of the material, and ripped it open.
The move was so sudden, so unexpected that it startled Rehana, causing her to open her eyes, gasp and jerk her lips away from his. But when she looked at him, she understood. She understood that he was in control, and that she was going to do whatever he demanded. Just the thought of surrendering herself completely to this young man was almost enough to make her cum.
He paused only long enough for the reality of the situation to sink in, before moving his lips back towards hers. This time, however, she didn’t just wait for him. This time she thrust herself at him, completely giving in to the power of her lust. As they kissed, she felt his hand working on her blouse, slowing peeling away the tattered remnants of the once beautiful garment until it lay strewn across the floor.
After a moment he broke off the kiss and looked into her eyes. She felt his hands slide between her back and the wall, and ease towards the clasp of her lacy netted bra. She stood there, neither helping nor hindering, allowing him do whatever he wanted, at whatever pace he chose.
Momentarily, the clasp was undone and the bra straps lay dangling at her sides, their cups no longer offering support to her mounds. As they continued to look into each other’s eyes, his hands found their way to the shoulder straps, eased them off her shoulders, and cast the no longer wanted bra aside.
As she looked into his eyes, Rehana felt neither regret nor remorse. In their places, she felt lust. Pure animal lust. She stood before this man nearly 15 years her junior, both of them naked from the waist up, and could think of only one thing. Sex. The harder, the better.
She stood there as his hands moved to the navel and down to her slit of the saree which was holding on to her tummy and pulled the saree off her waist and it fell down as a bunch of cloth on the floor. With one quick move, the string of the petticoat was pulled and the petticoat too fell of her fleshy smooth fair thighs, he moved his hands to the sides of the hips and began easing the panties they concealed over her hips and down her legs.
She felt the garments fall until they bunched up around her knees. The look in his eyes told her to finish what he had started. She moved to comply, but with her back to the wall and him only inches in front of her, she found it difficult to shimmy the petticoat and panty down the rest of the way without rubbing her breasts against his chest, and her pelvis against his concealed erection.
And when her nakedness was complete, she saw the first hint of a smile on his face as his hands returned once again to her big fair soft breasts, tugging on the erect nipples, flicking them roughly with his fingers, and then squeezing the heaving mounds. While his right hand lingered on its newfound prize, his left hand slid slowly down her stomach to her already flowing pussy, pausing only briefly to discover her belly button.
He inserted his fingers easily into her wetness, exploring her shaved cunt while he kept her back pressed firmly against the wall. He watched her squirm as he toyed with her, hearing her moans of pleasure growing in intensity she was scremaning “oooooooooooooooHHHHHHHyesssssssssssssss I am cumiingggggg my goddddddddddddddddd”as she thrust herself wantonly against his hands.
Just as she neared her orgasm, he withdrew his hand from her pussy and released her tits. He reached behind her head, grabbed hold of her wavy black hair, and pulled her body roughly against his own. He smiled at her as he held her firmly against his chest. But it was not like the smile one lover gives to another. It was more like the smile a superior gives to a subordinate – or a master gives to a slave. And as she looked upon that smile, Rehana felt her knees buckle slightly and her body shiver as a small orgasm washed over her.
She felt herself being thrust across the room to the center island - a waist high counter, roughly 3’ x 5’ in size, that occupied the center of the kitchen floor.
“Bend over and put your elbows on the counter,” Avinash demanded. Rehana complied instantly. Avinash surveyed his conquest slowly as she held her position, standing a foot or so from the counter, bent at the waist so that her elbows could reach the counter top, with her big fair breasts hanging beneath her and her ass on full display. He allowed his fingers to trail lightly over her back, her buttocks, and her thighs as he examined her. He dipped two fingers into her still dripping pussy, rotated them inside her, and withdrew them. He then moved closer to the counter and held his fingers before her face.
Rehana looked briefly at the fingers in front of her, and then at Avinash. Returning her gaze to his fingers, she leaned forward, took them into her mouth, and sucked them until she’d cleaned all of her juices from them. And then she looked back towards Avinash, seeking his approval, only to be met by that same, controlling smile.
She watched Avinash as he moved to the far end of the island and rummaged through one of the drawers. After getting fucked by young lunds like that of her son in law Karim , then the lawyer and promod she was not only addicted to big lunds and her pussy gets wet whenever a young lund come near her and she stated liking all kinds of sex submissive kinky dominant/submissive relationship. Yet when Rehana saw Avinash pull a long, wooden spatula from the drawer, she knew instinctively what was to come. And with that knowledge came fear. Fear of the pain he could inflict. Fear that he wouldn’t stop.
But strangely enough, with that knowledge also came a level of excitement that she’d experienced before. The excitement of surrendering herself completely to another. The excitement of allowing this young man to dominate her in ways that she was only now beginning to comprehend.
Slowly, he made his way back behind her. She made no move to escape.
Avinash ran the spatula gently over the naked body before him, starting near the shoulders, trailing down the back, over the buttocks, and down the thighs. He then ran the utensil up her stomach, slapping it lightly against her hanging breasts.
“You shouldn’t have watched me masturbate then you again came back to watch me fuck the maid,” he said suddenly, breaking the silence.
“I’m sorry, Avinash, but where is susheela now” Rehana blurted out, instinctively raising her body and turning towards Avinash. “I couldn’t help . . .”
Avinash :don’t worry her job is done she will be watching her madam getting fucked by a nice big Lund which her madam desires she will just stand and watch us alone her job was done
Rehana : what do you mean by her job done, what do you mean she is watching us doing this please send her off
Avinash : yes honey I wanted you to see me fucking her I had paid her for this, I knew you will get hot looking at that and I somehow wanted to have you at any cost even though I never wanted to do it with the maid but you know I did not fuck her I just inserted my fingers and left her I did it only to make you mine
Rehana : how did you that weakness of mine of getting hot if I watch something like this you were doing to susheela
Avinash : Rehana I was told about this by none other than your son in law, I know you have other habit also
Rehana : ooooooooh my god did him tell you this what more has he told you about me
Avinash :he told he married your daughter just because he wanted to fuck you his dream was fulfilled and you want to know what are the other sexual desires you have
Rehana : my god that bastard son in law of mine he will make me a whore, ok tell me my sexual desires
Aviansh : you love to watch others fucking it makes you hot , and the other part is you love to be treated like a street whore and love to be treated like a slave and above all you love to be watched it makes you hot thinking that someone else is watching you getting fucked
Rehana : OOOOOOOOOOoh My god you seem to know and read my mind so well now go ahead and do as you like with me Avinash I want my sexual desires to be full filled
WHACK! Rehana gasped at the fierceness of the unexpected blow to her ass. “Elbows back on the counter,” Avinash demanded harshly! Rehana quickly returned to the appropriate position, biting her lower lip lightly to fight the stinging sensation emanating from her butt.
“From now on, you will only speak when you are spoken to,” he explained. Do you understand?”
Rehana nodded her head, still biting on her lower lip. WHACK! Another blow landed on her big fair ass cheeks. “I expect you to address me with “yes sirs” and “no sirs,” Avinash demanded. “Do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” Rehana responded, struggling to hold back the tears. “I’m sorry, sir.”
“That’s better,” Avinash responded with a gentleness that hadn’t been present before. “But still, you were wrong to watch me masturbate, and fuck that maid, weren’t you?” he prodded gently.
“Yes, sir,” she answered. “I was wrong.”
“And for that, you need to be punished.”
Rehana held her position, knowing a response from her was not wanted. The pain from the two blows was starting to subside, leaving just a small stinging sensation to remind her of them.
WHACK! WHACK! Rehana cringed as the blows rained down upon her exposed huge ass, biting her lower lip and clenching her eyes closed.
WHACK! WHACK! This time the blows fell on the backs of her thighs, causing her to drop her head to the countertop. It took every ounce of self-control she could muster to stand there and take the punishment without screaming out.
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