Jenna felt her bottom warm as the paddle descended again and again. Her tears ran from her eyes, no matter how she tried to control her reaction, she...could not. She was helpless, only the gag lodged securely in her mouth muffled her cries. Moving her up onto the bed her Master secured her knees wide apart so her bottom was high in the air. Walking to the side of the bed where she could see Him, He began to whittle on a strange shaped piece of tan wood. Jenna clenched in fear and. Krithika whispered. My right hand, not content feeling the tender tits, crept inside her t-shirt, sailed over her soft skin and caught hold of her bare tits as if it was holding a ripe orange. Krithika’s body curved forward feeling my palm over her nipples and in turn my palm started feeling that her nipple was perky and hard. My hands alternated between her small tits and panties, caressing, rubbing, pinching and teasing every bit and krithika was pulling me towards her every now and then.. More

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