Uma ki zindagi narak se bhi buri ban gayi.Meri maa ghar mein kam se kam kapde pehnti thi aur mujhe bachpan se hi uski madmast chuchi aur chutad ke dar...han hote rahe hain. Jab main bahut chhota tha to aksar Ramesh aur Uma mere samne nange hi ek dusre ke saath chhed khani karte thay. Mujhe apne baap se sakhat nafarat thi kion ki main nahin chahta tha ki uss jaisa badsurat admi meri pyari maa Uma ko hath bhi laga sakey. Uma meri aur kewal meri hi thi. Fir Ramesh ne Uma ko marna peetna shuru kar. Hisfingers softly traced tiny circles around my nipples,causing them to become so erect it almost hurt. “Please,” I whispered.“Please what?”I whimpered. “Say it.” I bit my lip and whimpered again.“Say it, or I’ll stop.”“Oh God, please!” I was coming unglued, I wanted him sobadly. But to hear him speak so forwardly was one thing,to say such things myself was something else entirely.He leaned forward to kiss me, and stopped. So, full stop, tie-downs, all that. And Don Matzke rolls out in a golf cart.“Howdy, Cindy. Who’s this?”“Don, this is Tara Helton. Brand new private certificate. My co-pilot and reader of checklists. Tara, Don Matzke, real pilot.”“Pleased to meet you, Tara. Are you ladies ready?”“First things first, Don. Let’s go to the office and get the flight plan worked up.”“I already got if for you. Easy stuff, Cindy. Weather is good, and I printed out all the radio frequencies, and got the refuel managed. Your limit will be lower than normal so when you're tested next there should be an improvement which will please him."We showered each other and Sapphire found me one of the revealing blue lacy wrap-around dresses I'd already seen. Mine though had a plain belt of the same colour as the dress with a plastic buckle. "The belt and buckle signifies you are the lowest grade of harem slave. After lunch I will give you a sash to wear over your shoulder to indicate you are a free woman and for that.