Did I actually need this new life? Spotting a big “Happy Birthday” banner she realized it had been exactly nine days since she had moved out of her winter retreat. Indian sex Huh? Except for the colors. Assaults from Master’s bountiful boner continued through the hours, alternating with sessions of torturous experimentation on the tearful “lab slut.” The day was so filled with exploding orgasms and wrenching pain that I don’t remember some of it, but one particularly notable session involved clamps on my nipples and labia. After all, she was incredibly hot and in spite of everything, I wanted to pleasure her. Hmmm, have to figure out a destination at some point. A plastic sheet covered a large area on the floor, and towels were draped on the leather furniture.
