” She looked up at him. “Do you understand what being a slut and a bitch means and that you are what that means? Explain to me.”“Master, I am ...our slut and I will do anything you command, anytime, anywhere. And I am Butch’s bitch and he can do anything he wishes at anytime and anywhere as long as I am naked.”“Very good, slut. But you said you will obey my command anytime, anywhere. Does that also mean with anyone I command?”“Oh, YES, Master! And with anyone you command! Please, Master …”“Yes,. To be honest Humans were just shoddy craftsmen back then. They got better at building though not better at treating each other better. Slavery. Treating their fellow man like property no better than furniture. Raping, pillaging, and burning innocent towns. Did God drop these creatures on their heads or did some wiring get crossed in their fragile simple brains? Still Humans worshiped the art of killing and death. What’s so poetic about men bleeding out and soiling themselves? What’s so. Anything and everything about you would make the English laugh, because the English think all foreigners are strange and amusing, and you would be classed as ‘foreign, with a touch of the tar brush’, and ignored and belittled, much as you are by pukka sahibs here, except in England the lower classes would be doing it as well!”After his alcohol-fuelled tirade, Krish was not invited to any more functions, and even his practice suffered. It was about this time Krish learned of the deaths of. Too stoned to be afraid she would stop me, Iknelt beside her deck chair, and lifted my mother’slittle butt up slightly and skinned down her pants andpanties as a unit. Here was my mother naked, on a hotsunny day, and I was going to be fucking her in a fewminutes.But first, hippie sex! Something I was sure she had noexperience with. Her eyes were shut, but she seemedtotally relaxed. I stood and removed all my clothesslowly, then knelt in front of her chair. My handsfound her feet, and.