Wo hamesha kahite he ye to abhi bacha he , mere mausi bhe hamesha hamare ghar ate jate rahite he , wo bhi mujise free hen , eik din me naha raha tha m...ne apne jism pe sabun ( soap ) lagya aur fir apne face pe lagaya aur jab mene tanke se pani khola to pani nahe tha mene ma ko awaz de , muasi ne awaz suni aur kaha ke lite off he motor nahe chal sakte , mere ankho me soap tha mene kaha muasi jalde pani den mere ankho me soap he . Mausi jalde se pani leke aiyen mene washroom ka darwaja khula mere. I have a treadmill and a Stairmaster in my basement, but I've never used anything like this before." You looking to work on a specific area or just a general workout?" Just a general workout. The Stairmaster and the treadmill don't do anything for my arms and upper body." If you would like I can give you a quick tour and some information on how to use the equipment." Do you work here? A personal trainer?" No to both. I'm just here for my workout, but I remember my first time here and if someone. There were other signs on top of that—a big one being that he kept staring at you the whole time.”“No,” I tried to correct her, “I was staring at him.”“That's true,” she corrected me, “and he was staring at you. You didn't notice that?”“I guess not... I looked away every time our eyes met.”“Trust me, he looked at you a lot.”“That doesn't mean he's gay.”“I know, but believe me, he is. Remember when you went off to the bathroom and came back all salty?”I turned my head away from her to try and. ..I think you deserve a reward."She deftly unlocks the Slave's handcuffs, the younger woman rubbing her raw wrists relievedly. The Mistress then whispers a few words in the Slave's ear and picks up a long strip of cloth from amongst the scattered supplies. "This isn't for your enjoyment, Master. You understand," she says as she pulls the pillows out from under him, sliding them instead under his torso, making his head loll back helplessly before blindfolding him. His tongue reaches out eagerly,.