Desi diva 81

Though she was diligent in her work, she had been disciplined in the past, and even then, at the hands of masters for whom she had no fondness she had found pleasure in the experience. She felt a warmth between her legs as she lay there, chest against the cold wood in that chilly stone chamber. Liana broke the silence. “Tell me why you are to be punished Mia.” As Liana spoke she paced around into Mia’s view. She had rolled up the sleeves of her blouse, and the top two buttons were now undone, revealing the smooth skin of her chest. She had also let down her hair, which flowed over her shoulders, deep red against the white blouse. Mia gazed up at her. “Tell me why you are to be punished” repeated the princess, assuming a serious expression once more. “Because I broke your vase.” Mia replied. “Yes” answered Liana “You were clumsy and broke the vase. Do you know how you will be punished Mia?”. Mia had a very clear idea but, desi wanting to seem apprehensive, she answered “No Ma’am.” Liana laughed. “I think you must have some idea Mia, take a guess.” “I will be spanked” Mia replied, cheeks burning at her use of the word, which seemed childish as she spoke it. “Yes you will Mia, you are correct.” Liana took a step forward and crouched down so her eyes were level with her maid's. “First I will spank you with my hand, and then we shall move on to some implements. As I told you the vase was very valuable, and my father will be angry at its loss. Your punishment will be painful, but be glad you shall keep the skin of your back. My father would no be so merciful.” As the princess indian spoke Mia tried very hard to play the part of the frightened maid, and she did feel some fear at the reference to the flogging she might have received. Liana stood once more and paced around out of Mia’s view. After a moment Mia felt her rest her hand on the small of her back and she shuddered under the warm touch. “Are you ready for your punishment Mia?” Asked Liana, in a soft voice. Her hand gently rubbing the girls back. Mia paused for a moment, heart beating like a drum, enjoying the touch she had so often dreamed of. “Yes Ma’am” She replied. The first slap was not hard, but the Mia jumped with surprise and let out a gasp. The second was firmer, finding the other cheek of Mia’s raised bottom. Did she like it? Make him work for it and make sure you make him wait. What he was feeling was inside. “So, I really am raping you.” John said, a hint of regret in his voice. ” He reasoned that feeling her breasts and her grinding on his cock were somehow OK, but having his daughter holding his cock? "Just like a girl. I fell to my knees beside my mom. Filmed. "Don't ask us to explain the inexplicable, Daddy, please." My nubs flared with wondrous pain. The sprawling hallways and myriad of stairs seemed hell-bent on disorienting him, but after half an hour he finally managed to find his destination. As Fred held the door open for everyone, I told him to park the desi car over in the corner and join us inside, indian he politely accepted. It’s oddly cute but slightly terrifying. I didn’t like where this was going. They had done a great job on my original building and on the upgrade and they were doing even better on the new buildings.