“Is that acceptable, slut, to force your Master to wait on you?”“I will obey, Sir. No, Sir. I fucked up. I couldn’t find my keys, Sir.” SWIS.... SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.SWISH. SWISH.“Excuses, excuses. You will obey. You will serve, no excuses…at all, slut.”“I will obey, Sir. No, excuses, Sir.”My punishment driving home the displeasure I have caused. He did not have mercy. He smacked me with that cane—my ass stinging with each swing. The pain. "She was a wise woman, my Grandmother. She knew that maintaining theillusion, even just with a nightgown and painted fingernails would make itdifficult to decline her offer.And so I slept, eventually. I tried to measure my response in my head butthe answer indeed was tucked peacefully in my heart. When morning came, Iwas prepared to accept my role but had oh so many questions.As I should have expected, Grandmother had anticipated them all. Thehardest for me was how I could do my chores,. Chusne ki aawaz aane lagi. Meri mummy bich bich mein jeebh se uncle ke lund ko chat bhi rahi thi. Aur supade ko bhi chat rahi thi. Uncle ne mummy se kaha shorts nikal do. Mummy ne waisa kiya. Unhone uncle ka shorts pakad ke khichte hue nikal diya. Ab uncle puri tarike se ne nange the.Meri mummy ne fir se sir ko jhukaya aur uncle ke lund ko apne muh mein leke dhire dhire chusne lagi. Uncle apne hath se apni chhati ko sahla rahe the aur siskariya le rahe the. Maine dekha uncle ka lund meri mummy. . something in his look ... I don't know, but I suddenly realized that as I'd been hushing Marina and staring in a trance at Sir ... for two or three minutes maybe ... I had been gently rubbing Marina's bum ... caressing, more like, and I was getting a very strange sensation.Feb 14, 2007Dear Diary,I am standing up as I write this. It's Valentine Day and I think Cupid has struck. It was my eighth ballet lesson today and the last few have been disastrous. I had not been able to properly.