" Please, please don't let them torture me, hurt me. I'll do anything butplease, make sure I'll be safe." Don't worry, you're our meal ticket, we don'... want you hurt. You will beoccupied about four days a week, all afternoon with one client. You willnot be hooded, the clients want to see you; they want a romanticatmosphere but they also want to play bondage games -- thus you willstill be confined to this room. You will do as they ask; poor reportswill result in severe beatings. The clients have. I helped and lay her on the bed. I offered a massage to her but she denied.I requested her many time and finally, she agreed. I bought a balm from the shelf and told her to lift her kurta little above. She lifted and her pink bra was coming in middle. I was applying balm that side and she understood that and she told to unhook the bra. I was damn excited.I unhooked and still I wasn’t able to apply balm properly. So without asking her I removed her kurta and she was just looking me confused.. "See what?" I asked as I walked towards her stood by the backdoor."See what your father has brought me for my birthday!" she replied back grinning excitedly.So I stepped out of the backdoor with her, and there on our back deck was a large grey plastic bathtub."It's a jacuzzi!" exclaimed my stepmother excitedly "I've always wanted one! And now I have!" Great!" I replied less enthusiastic."Oh don't be like, you'll enjoy it when you get in!" my stepmother the said."When I get in?!" I replied. We had a lovely time at dinner, and after. My mother and I really didn't talk much after our dessert; we were both so drained that we went to bed.The next day was Sunday. I got up and showered, then walked downstairs; no clothes of course. Nonetheless, I still couldn't believe it when I went into the kitchen and saw my mother sitting at the table, naked as a jaybird."Morning, Mom," I said.Mother smiled at me and said, "Good morning. How are you on this fine day?"I took another close look at her.