Tanvi stepped closer and slapped his cheek, not hard, just firm. The scene happened like a choreographed ballet—Tanvi dominant over him. Indian xxx She opened her bedroom door.She walked into the room in a tight latex corset and leather boots with her hair in a high ponytail. “Now, you’re going to hold your mouth on me. She pulled out a steel ruler from under the bed.“Oh my god, she had that ready,” I whispered.Tanvi dragged the ruler slowly down his back. “Hands behind your back. Every fail.Rohini smiled. “Tanvi…”“Next time,” she said, her voice cold, “you don’t get to touch me unless you prove you can serve me.”She walked out of the room, leaving him lying there, dazed.I turned to Rohini. And you couldn’t even last through one song?”“I didn’t mean to—”She ripped off the blindfold and cuffs. Or else.”Then she reached into the nightstand and pulled out a vibrating bullet.“Mmm, you’ve been a naughty boy lately, haven’t you?”He faltered.“Answer me,” she barked.“Yes, Mistress.”She turned on the vibrator
