At first, no one opened and I called again. Slow heavy footsteps were heard and the door was opened by a strong, tanned guy, in whom I did not immediately recognize Pashka, son of Sigurdia.

- Hi, Pasha, man, do not know. Is mom home?

- Hi, Uncle Jora, come through.

In the hall, behind a set table, sat Sigurdia, in a smart blouse. Seeing me she smiled, although in her smile I thought something predatory.

- Sit down, my son came to me on vacation. Sprinkle.

Pasha after the honey went to the ship's doctor in the merchant navy. After a couple of glasses showered us with sea bikes.

Another toast said Sigurdia:

Son, George Timofeich suggested, or rather I suggested, and he graciously agreed to be together.

- Advice to you, as they say, yes love!

- True Zhorik thought extra week. Son, do you think it's nice to make a lady wait, worry?

- I would not have risked such a lady, unless Uncle Jora of the McCloud clan smiled Pashka.

- By the way, son, as a doctor, examine Zhorik.

Pashka became serious, checked my pulse, pressure, listened with a phonendoscope, and gave a verdict that he had no contraindications to marriage.

Then Sigurdia continued, already addressing me: I do not hesitate to Pasha, and you?

I silently handed Pashke the keys to my apartment - go rest. With the words: hold on, old man, you need a medic - call, Pasha slapped me on the shoulder and left, slamming the door.

- What, dear, are you afraid?

I shivered.

- And you do it right. Now just learn one rule: I am the main and I am always right. I say you do. Your initiative is your risk.

And now, for having long doubted I will introduce you to the strap. Sigurdia left the room and returned without a blouse and bra, but in a short tight black skirt and with a soldier's belt with a star on the buckle.

- Do not stand, take off your pants and lie on your stomach on the side of the sofa.

I knew that there would be a flogging, but I didn’t think so immediately. Thoughts were confused, and hands on the machine, obeyed the order and tightened clothes. I laid down, as ordered and out of the corner of my eye I followed Sigurdia. She wound the strap around her arm with a worn movement, leaving the buckle on the loose end. Retreated to the step and trying on a lowered buckle in the middle of my ass.

- Relax, honey, and get used to it.

With these words, the buckle is pressed into my body. The pain caught my breath and immediately followed another blow. The hand involuntarily tried to cover the ass, but Sigurdia, having approached, perekhatila her and brought me behind my back, without ceasing to lash my ass.

I groaned, gritting my teeth, knowing how many ears were behind the neighboring walls.

- Well done, how much have you got?

I hardly spread my teeth - did not count.

- And in vain, let's start from the beginning. Here's a handkerchief, not to spoil your teeth.

And again the belt danced, painfully biting the buckle, but the bloated scars and drunk alcohol slightly dull the pain. I stoically delivered another 60 hits.

- Enough for the first time, thank for science.

I looked at Sigurdia inquiringly.

- On the knees and hand kiss and belt.

I slid off the couch to my knees, kissed my hands with blood-red nails, a brushed belt buckle, holding my tormented ass with my hands.

- Well, not dead, but how much fear was.

In fact, I started to be afraid just now.

- But it was only a strap, my sweet. Pasha brought me a couple of real whips, and I'll do something myself. You are the guy who has a hand on a picture with a fixture, so that it doesn’t interfere with your hands. Do it, 3 days deadline.

And now let's go to the bedroom - I deserve it.

In the bedroom, Sigurdia pulled off her skirt, there was nothing under it and lay on her back on the bed, spreading her legs wide.

= Lick, alive!

I, of course, made kuniling before, but always without orders, also in such a rough tone. Warped, I pressed my mouth to lips running out of juice.Sharp, long nails dug into the back of my head and my tongue swirled in a quick dance, not missing a single drop. Having finished, Sigurdia turned over on a stomach.

- Now ass licking and deeper!

I, starting with the buttocks, gradually descended lower and lower in the crevice between the halves, until the tongue felt the sphincter ring. By making several circular movements. I began to slowly immerse the tongue in the anus, as long as it was enough, and froze there for a couple of seconds, just as slowly remove it. An even stronger orgasm was not long in coming, and I just got a taste.

- Now massage your legs, from the feet up to the buttocks, then higher, back, neck, forward!

For more than an hour I was massaging my favorite body, which purred with pleasure.

Oddly enough, but my cock a couple of minutes after the whipping train got up and did not start up anymore. Noticing this, Sigurdia said:

I wanted to leave you without sweet today, but appreciate my kindness, so run behind the plate.

I brought a plate and looked inquiringly.

- Stand on your knees and you can distort, give two minutes, do not have time, your problems, time has gone and began to count the seconds 120, 119 ... I have not jerked off since childhood, but then I began to play, without hesitation, and in the last seconds I watered the dish which he held in his left hand.

Sigurdia watched me with interest, not hiding a contented smile.

- the product should not disappear, lick everything. I will help you.

Sigurdia dipped her index finger into the plate, scooped up the sticky mass and plunged a finger into my mouth.