My Master owned me, and that meant he owned everything. My body, my clothing, my past ... Master raised his hand, and I obeyed. Standing up, I began s...inging my hips from side to side, allowing the music to control me, moving my body in a way that I hoped Master would find pleasing.He smiled, and relief overcame me. I existed to make him happy.The crowd cheered as I reached up and slowly began unbuttoning my top. I wasn’t much of a dancer, but I knew it didn’t matter - there would be plenty of. "Katy, I'm loving this." Me too." She joined him. "But I shouldn't." I mean I really love it." He whispered urgently.She nodded her head against his, waited a time and then said. "I'm having fun, Robby. I'm having fun, too."She felt her nipples respond to his firm muscular chest and noticed his cock was vertical and hard and slipped easily from one side of her mound to the other when they moved against each other."Feel that?"She wanted not to answer. Wanted to pretend that she wasn't. I slowly started to feel her physically, I hug her more frequently and feel her boobs on my chest. Sometimes, without jatti, I hug her from behind and poke her ass with my sunni. I decided that she need to watch me nude. So, I thought of something, She was sweeping the house one day and just came out of the bathroom after bath. I shouted “amma.. amma. jatti ya kanom, enga vacha??” (mom! where did u keep my underwear? it’s not here). She then asked me to wait and came with 2 under wears. I said. He then gave mom a towel to wipe herself…..She was looking very hot like that……We waited for the rain to wear off…It was 2 pm when the rain completely stopped and the sun started shining. We went outside to find that mom’s saree was filled with mud and is torn in places and it impossible to wear that dress…Mom: oh shit now how can go back to the teachers quarters …..Vicky: shut up bitch …Before going you have another thing to finish….He then started walking and asked us to follow her …We.