As she sat on the bench feeding the swans, she suddenly felt a hand choking her throat. After it was removed, she stood up, bent down with her head between her knees, lifted her skirt, spread her cheeks and shaped her lips into an 'O' to give the interested party a good view of her set of holes. She saw a middle-aged white man who approvingly approached to inspect her shaven cunt. She felt both ashamed and excited at how moist it had become the very moment she had felt his hand on her throat.
He proceeded to spread and finger her anus and then pointed towards the ground which she took as an order to kneel before him.
He opened her mouth to look at her teeth and tonsils while holding down her tongue as Rajani tasted herself.
The stranger took a black leather collar with a leash out of his pocket and put it around her neck, pointed at the breadcrumbs that had fallen into the grass and told her to eat them. She went on all fours and, trying to make it look as erotic as possible, first put them into place with the tip of her tongue before closing her lips around them.
'Stand up and fold your hands behind your neck,' he ordered and walked her across the park to his car. Being walked on a leash was not half as humiliating for Rajani as the fact that her hard long nipples were poking through her flimsy blouse like sharpened pencils.
During the short drive he fondled her tits and pinched and twisted her erect nipples. She tried not to scream and wondered which of her holes he would use first. Her mouth? She loved the smell and taste of cock and the feeling of having her throat pounded. Her cunt? Her labia were unusually long which appealed to a lot of males, and many white men were fascinated by the contrast of her brown skin with the pink inside of her cunt which, in turn, excited her beyond measure. Her arse? Oh yes, to have an aggressive man thrust his hard cock into her arse again...
She realised that she had left a wet patch on the car seat and decided to stop fantasising. After all, it was not her call where she would be entered first.
'Has the stranger noticed the puddle? And will he punish me for it?' she thought, partly anxious and partly hopeful.
Arriving at his house, he ordered her on all fours, walked her up the stairs to the door and rang the bell. His wife opened and was delighted, 'You found another one?'
'Yes, and this one has no limits.'
'Fantastic!' the wife replied and ripped Rajani's blouse off, exposing her tiny tits with their small but very prominent nipples. 'These will be great for hanging up our laundry', she laughed.
The stranger lifted Rajani's skirt up and got a whip from the cabinet. 'She leaked on your seat', he told the wife. 'Do you want to punish her yourself?'
'I do,' she replied and inspected Rajani's moist cunt. 'She seems a very excitable slut.'
As the whip cracked down on her arse cheeks, she screamed with pain but couldn't help getting wetter with every lash.
'Now she's dripping on the carpet!' the stranger observed and pulled her long black hair to force Rajani to look at him. 'Have you no manners?'
