" And how do you address your husband?" As Master, at all times." So you have been told all this, and you freely agreed to marry me. Yet the first nig...t you come charging into my bathroom using western endearments to me, such as were permitted to Mrs. the Honourable Diana Featherstone, but are not permitted to Princess Ayda. Furthermore when I ask you about these matters you do not show proper respect, but stand there like a donkey that knows no master."Ayda sank to her knees and pressed her. She felt at ease wearing blouses with sleeves or otherwise although she was particular about how perfectly it fitted her well shaped body. She couldn’t help revealing her cleavage through the low cut necks of the blouse beneath the sari fabric. Her round firm breasts crowned with two brown nipples looked arousing under her front buttoned blouse. She took special care while choosing between the white and dark bra in contrast to the color of her blouse. A tall woman that she was, standing at. MMMM that was nice you tell us.Right get on your knees you filthy mare I tell you. You get on your knees and I enter you from behind. I start pumping you building up a steady pace. My mates sit there watching us. You start moaning again as I pump you. Right somebody else fill her mouth and gice her what she wants. Stan gets up and puts his cock in your mouth. Go on Stan fuck her mouth you know she wants it I tell him. Stan slowly fucks your mouth as I pump your pussy. I look over to Dave and. Ever since then I have had several unsuccessful attempts to quit my habits. I am now a 24 year old closet CD who lives in London with my flatmate Katy. She did not know about my dressing until that one wonderful afternoon.It was a Friday afternoon and as of the last 6 months I was unemployed. Katy was very sweet and forgiving about the lack of rent. I'm not sure if she would be so forgiving if she was aware of the fact that every day when she leaves for work in the morning I run myself a bath.