“When I think you’re ready your new Masters will ask you to accept his collars. You may accept their collars, be their personal property and submi...sive to them in all things for the rest of your lives. Or you may reject them and go to the general sluts pool.” Holding up my right hand I show them a sterling silver ring with engraved triskele symbols and the Japanese Kanji symbol for Master while saying, “This is the ring of a Master. Not all Masters wear their rings all of the time. But when one. I’m speechless, he’s seen through me completely. Praying he doesn’t see more, I look away and try to walk away again. This time he gets up, takes me by my shoulders and takes the blanket away. I’m wearing a tank top and shorts, nothing else. The cool air flitters around me, I shiver slightly. He steps closer, saying nothing he pulls me to him by my waist. I want this so bad, but know it is so wrong. ‘STOP thinking…’ he whispers, stopping my thoughts, then my heart as he leans over and kisses me. You're just exaggerating, Martha. C'mon, fess up." Martha said, "Oh, size doesn't matter so much. It's the shape that counts," and Ronnie asked, "Shape?" and Martha said, "You'll see. Come on, Steven."Reluctantly I raised my head and groaned "Okay" and shifted onto my side. I saw Martha peering around my body at my slowly settling but still prominent cock. She smiled and said, "Okay, that's better," and Ronnie gave me an affable wink and mouthed the words, "It's okay."Martha gently shoved me. To agli subah mami pankhe ki safai kar rahi thi ek table par chad kar. Aur achanak table gir gaya aur mami ko chot lagi. Hum log turant hi unhe hospital le gaye jaha doctor ne unhe rest karne ke liye bola aur kaha ki muscles mein pain hai to inhe daily massage ki jarurat hai.Mama ne mujhse kaha ki tum roj mami ko massage do jab tak woh thik nahi hojati aur main maan gaya. Maine kuch dino ke liye mami ki massage ki jaha unhe dard tha. Aur woh thik hone lagi. Mami bohut khush thi meri massage.