Shit. I was so scared, I wanted to crawl into a hole and die... And, yet.And, yet, I could feel myself fall under his power. I could feel that deep da...k side of me being drawn to him, to that all-knowing, all-consuming stare. I licked my dry lips with my equally dry tongue. Stammering a few small sounds, was all I managed. Another lick of my lips and I could finally form intelligible words.Except I had nothing to say.I was so weak, of mind and body with him finally here. How could one man do. One day as I was walking to the class, I noticed a familiar face who was sweeping the front yard of a house near my tuition. It was dark at that time and upon closer look, I recognized that it was the maid who worked in my house a few years ago.She also recognized me and was happy to meet me and we had a small chat. Her name was Devi aged 37 with a brown complexion and medium-sized figure. She was hired to be a maid at that house in which I saw her. After the chat, we proceeded to part our ways. All she could think was I will be exposed, her secret out for all, her worst nightmare. Rising to her feet, the hooks now embedded in her dress, moved quickly to her waist exposing her long big cock which dangled and swayed back and forth. Grandma took one big pull of the rope and fell hard on her fat butt. A loud tearing sound was heard as the dress rose to the ceiling. The audience erupted in laughter as the Spankys mother fell to the floor and hit her knees. She was stricken with stage. That thought made a shiver run down my back. What if she gets angry? What if she says no, or even worse what if she tells father about it? I consoled myself that she won’t tell dad, but she might get angry and say no, what’s there to lose.She was in the kitchen having just finished cooking dinner as she was working the night-shift. She was just finishing up the washing.I was seated in front of the TV but my eyes were fixed on her as we have no partition between the sitting room and kitchen. Her.