Suddenly I heard that Nazma is calling me, “Dulavai wake up, wake up.” I woke up and got up, she told “Dulavai, go for bathing, all have finishe... their bath, lunch would be served soon, hurriedly finish your bath.” I saw that Nazma was there with a bucket of water and moping cloths. So I told her “okay, I’m going, but let me return from the sleep first.” Nazma requested “Then please sit on the sofa, I’ll mop the floor.” I got up and told “okay, carry on your job.”I sat on the sofa and Nazma. I pushed her up and she spun around and I buried my cock into her warm hole. Our stocking clad legs rubbing against each other felt so erotic and a rush of pleasure flooded through me. I felt like I was going to explode and she knew it. She started bucking really hard on my cock and my cock exploded inside of her. It felt so amazing filling her up with my come. She pulled out as the come was still erupting from my cock. It exploded on her thighs and her stockings. My cum glistened on her. That morning though, just thinking about her wasn't enough. I needed something else!!! I suddenly had a thought, I'd go and find a pair of her panties. I went to the bathroom, guessing that I'd find a pair in the laundry basket. I had to pass the kitchen and decided I wouldn't put my dressing gown on. I had a huge bulge in my boxers and hoped she'd notice. I said good morning as I passed the door and she turned round but, just said good morning back, nothing else. I carried on to the bathroom. Slavegirl loved that sound. Watching Master's butt move against the tight pants of his uniform, slavegirl followed Master to his chair beside the assortment of chains hanging from hooks on the back of the bedroom door. Master selected the pussy chain, a combination that formed what could best be called a tense steel thong. slavegirl stepped forward and shivered as Master connected one cold chain around her waist and pulled the other length tight through her pussy to form a V just below the.