1. murga bn jao


    Date: 1/15/2016, Categories: True Story, Asian, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Female / Girl, Female exhibitionist, Humiliation, Male / Female Teens, Author: murgalover734, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    Sir yes Sir (punishment story) part 1 Sara Moorad,age 24, chosen to spy in india... you will land in india on 22 of june 2013... your alias will be Ankita Chopra... you will pose as a 18 year old... you will take admission in a college..... from college you will join the indian military.... once there you will be given further instructions..... failing to join the army, will result in court martial from ISI as well, because one not good for indian army, no good for Pakistan army .... if you get caught, suffer rest of your life being raped in indian prison..... is it clear??? sir yes sir! oh this is so exciting, two years in college again so great.i have roller coaster emotions right now. i loved my college life here in pakistan, and i get another college life in india. i look very young so thats why may have chosen me, and probably because i have no relatives to look back for. its a suicide mission,but for the love of country, and initial 2 years of vacation in college. all is set now and i am to be transported to new delhi via dubai. i am here, new delhi, i will be recieved by my new mother. she is an ISI agent here in india for 12 years. my mother died while i was 2 years old, so having a mother now seems a bit odd. maybe they could have given me a father, as i have lived 15 years of my life with a father. he was not very loving, used to open his mouth to scold and admonish me alone. he got jolly with only his girlfriends. he beat me about once every 2 months or so, but ...
    still i was content with life. i wasnt very uneasy with him. but having a mother now made me a little uneasy, i never had a mother-daughter relation so i have no idea. how am i supposed to behave in front of her? give her a hug? a kiss on the cheek? even though fake, we have to pretend we are mother and daughter in front of india. i think i will just leave the pretending to my mother, oh and ya, what am i supposed to call her, mum,mummy,mom,mommy, mama or a bit indian, ma,amma,mataji. i walk out of departure and through the crowd i see her. i have seen her photographs and have no problem recognising her. she sees me and waves. i go to her and she gives me a hug. she is a fine lady, too young to be my mother of course, but since i am back 18 now, it is fine. she is wearing shalwar kameez and looking quite indian. dark complexion and stern looking. well built body, probably stronger than me. she takes my hand and takes me to a taxi. we reach a 2 bedroom apartment in an old building. the building is dirty and the house very small, but it is cozy. my mother, alias anushka chopra, tells me to sit down. 'okay, there are certain things we need to establish. you will call me amma. we just moved to this city yesterday. we were in kochi before. you got your education from there. here are the certificates. your father died when you were ten. his name was arun chopra. is it clear?' 'yes, amma' i felt a pang of embarassment go throw my body as i called her amma. 'right now this is all you ...
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