That's what it is to be a slave. I was numb now, except in my dreams, and numbness is a thing you can't understand until you feel it. Until it consume... you. Becomes you."You go on television today." There was the clattering of a metal tray being shoved under the bars, kicked towards me so that the cold hard rice was caught and tumbled off to flake on the floor.I scrambled for it, catching the rice in my broken fingers like a living thing and pushing it between my lips. He watched me. Not. U r a cock hungry whore’ for which she replied ‘yes i m your whore,fuck me as much as u want.’she came twice.This continued for 10 more min and i could not hold any longer and i asked her ‘where shal i discharge my cum’ and she said ‘in my mouth’I stopped banging her and she turned back took my dick in her mouth and started sucking.Vaishu started fingering her mom.She took all of it in her mouth and milked my balls until last drop. Vaishu continued fingering until aunty came again.We rested for. ( I was thinking she might ask me same thing if I really didn’t touch her and nothing happened etc.)p : do you watch my body as well?? (In a little angry voice)Me : I got dumbstruck and started shivering and tried diverting the topic.P : do you watch me as well when you come here.Me : no,not like thatP: don’t lie. Be frank.Me : I never watched you earlier like that , but last time when I came home for the pooja I have seen you.P : what have you seen?Me : you and your bodyp: Is it? I never got. " He reminded me as he nibbled on my ear and lubed up my rectum. He then slung my legs over his lightly-haired shoulders.That's what I had liked with Kara, when she pegged me those couple of times. The humiliation, the shame of it. The vulnerability. The obscene helplessness. The erotic ricidulousness of being a man on all fours with his legs spread open, letting myself get violated, penetrated and fucked like a bitch.As I felt his big, heavy body pinning me down, his thick body hair and sweat,.