"Fuck me! If you dance like that when I'm in the room, what the fuck do you get up to when I'm not there?" He scowled."Listen carefully; I only dance ...ike that when you're here! It gets me hot, it gets my dance partner hot and it makes you jealous, which means that when we get home, you'll fuck me wildly, so everyone is a winner!" I responded."I've just watched you dance with a total stranger and it looked like you were fucking each other!" he said rather dejectedly.Leaning forward, I thrust my. She is sleeping on a single bed as she gave me their double bed after my dad died. I sat down near her and put my one hand on her breast. It was soft and the nipple was hard. I slowly begun to squeeze her breast with my hand. Her nipple became erect and a low moan released from her mouth. She didn't open her eyes but it seems that the movie had a good impact with her. I became bold and begun to squeeze the second breast with my hand. I slowly removed the saree from the top of her and remove the. Well, not at first, anyway. She kept me in very strict bondage, and I was punished whenever I disobeyed. Then ... I don't know if it was part of the change, or the training, but I began to like what she did to me: I liked wearing sexy lingerie and tight uniforms; I was proud if she praised my work; I even began to like the spankings!Oh, and I loved - love - being her lesbian slavegirl. A few weeks after she changed me was the first time - the first time she took me. It was wonderful, Miss! She. I was really getting an education as to what Mum liked. I stayed until she finished and had dried off. I saw her walk down the hall to my room with the towel wrapped around her. She looked into my room and entered it. I thought she was checking on me. To my amazement, as she left, the towel was off and her hand was down near her hairy bush. I saw her slip a robe on so I dropped down from the tree and started back to the front door and was opening it as she came to the door. "Oh, there you are.