I kept saying “stop, stop” over and and over and then eventually gave up since it was clear she wasn’t going to stop. Without warning, she pulled my panties down to my knees. Indian Sex “Cum now whore!”, she yelled. I felt like I had a ball of nerves weighing me down in my stomach. I laid on the table, exhausted. K answered in the same clothes she had on that day in her office; blue button down, khaki slacks, navy dress socks. Without warning, she pulled my panties down to my knees. She lifted up my shirt and began tweaking my nipples. Please don’t be late, I am very busy”. I made it through the rest of the day at work in a trance. She hopped up on the table naked and spread her legs in front of me. I thought it was over after that until she reached into her briefcase and took out a strap on. She checked my ears and eyes first. “You are going to be my patient – my slave”. “No,” I said sternly. I kept saying ‘no’ but she kept on anyway.
