Indian divinity Hira enjoyed by group of youths in hotel room

Jon said that the man had been a few steps below me and was staring at my legs all the way up. Jon said that next time he told me to meet him at the top, I was to bend down and put a bag on the step in front of me, then pick it up again; but that I could add 1 to my count of men because the man must have had been able to see my pussy. The last shop that we went into was a Newsagent. Jon kept telling me to pass him something from the bottom shelves, but we never saw anyone looking at me. After that Jon decided to leave and we went back to the car. During the drive home, we went through the whole morning’s events and although there were well over 5 women who had seen my pussy there were only 4 men. Jon said that the extra women didn’t compensate for the shortage of 1 man. Therefore I would receive some punishment later, and that it would take 3 different forms. Firstly, I would have to be naked for the rest of the weekend, except for when we went out, secondly I would have to spend the night restrained, and thirdly I would receive 10 strokes of an implement that was yet to be decided. He didn’t say when I would get the 10 strokes. When we got home I took my clothes off and Jon told me that I would get my punishment the next morning. Before that I was to get us some food, and then he would be taking me out for the evening. Jon had me wearing a low-cut dress that had short full skirt - no underwear of course. We went to a rugby club where the local team were celebrating a win. There were lots of men and only a few women. Jon decided that I would be drinking the same as him that night - beer. I had 2 pints, and he had 4, but I couldn’t hold it like he could and I had to keep going to the toilet. Only problem was that I had to go through a large group of men that were ‘quite happy’. Every time that I went through them their hands were everywhere. One even held my skirt up, and as Jon was watching, I couldn’t pull it down. I just had to keep moving, and wait for it to come down on its own. A short time later one of the men came over to us and said that I was obviously game for good time; and would I put on a show for the lads. Thankfully, Jon said no, but said that I would next time. I asked Jon what I would have to do, and when, but he just said, “Don’t worry; it’s nothing that doesn’t come naturally.” As it was dark when we left. Jon told me to take my dress off and get into the driver’s seat. I was going to drive home naked. It was a good job that it was dark. Once home, I had to walk from the car to the house naked and Jon would not let me run. When we were in Jon said, “Assume the position.” I had to wait like that while he went and got some ‘items’ that I hadn’t seen before. Firstly, there was a pair of padded leather wrist straps that had a metal hook on, and a similar set of ankle straps. I had to stand up and put these on and follow him to the bedroom that had the bed with the corner posts and the hooks in the ceiling. Once there, he group sex had me lay on the bed, before he tied ropes to my indian ankles and wrists, before tying them to hooks in the ceiling. This left me stretched wide apart. He pulled them so tight that I was hardly touching the bed apart from the centre of my back. He then got his video camera and set it up on a tripod so that it was looking straight at my pussy. He started the video and put a vibrator in me, on a low setting. What he did next surprised me a bit, as I had never seen a gag with a ball built into it, but he put that into my mouth and a blindfold on me, then left me. I had already started getting wet when I was naked on the drive home, and by that time I was well on the way to my first orgasm of the night. He had always thought Courtney was a fox and for some reason the straight wet blonde hair that group sex was down past her titties was adding to his excitement, not to mention her deep blue eyes. If I didn't have Steve, I would have kept myself in the closet. They both look back. Catherine was still at work at the hospital. STOP. I dont do things like that so I can't do that for you". Then the four go sit in a booth. Sarkis withdrew a fat coin purse from his pocket and indian with one hand gave the purse to her father and with the other received Mika’s leash. You brace yourself ready for the first stroke but instead of a sharp stinging you feel me gently stroking your arse with the leather paddle until the moment I pull it away and you clench yourself ready. Mom broke her kiss with her sister. You bet! Pinkie's boobs mash into the hooded girl's breasts and the forks of the two bikes cross - pushing the girls into each others face. She got the message and softened up some.