He had bought me and I was as much one of his possessions as anything else in his life. He might not want to copulate with me, but he certainly wouldn...��t accept my copulating with anyone else. I was like an expensive picture hung on the wall that once he had got it, he never bothered to look at it. It was there to satisfy his ego and to be admired and coveted by visitors, but not to be possessed by them. But I wasn’t a picture on the wall or any other of his possessions. I was flesh and blood. The next day she texted him that she could not come to class as she was unwell. Dr Saxena was disappointed. He was surprised how he was looking forward to spending the class ogling at Kusum. He sent her a text after class. And before he knew it they were exchanging texts quite often. Not too much but every query seemed to end up in a conversation. He was enjoying her company. It was January and his wife had gone home for vacations. Kusum asked for extra classes and he invited her home. He was. Prices seem to be rising bythe day and her account at the shop is already too much for her to pay. The shop keeper, Helmut Schuster, eyes his hesitant and slightly flusteredcustomer with a frown. 'Is there a problem, Elizabeth?' 'I seem to be a little short of cash, Herr Schuster....' 'A frequent predicament, it seems, my dear.' She blushes deeply. Whathe says is true, she has often asked him for credit, and she knows that sheowes him a substantial amount of money! Her embarrassment is. I had justtold this man, that if he asked me to, that as his girl, in hissister's clothes, that I would suck his cock for him. My life couldnever be the same again, I knew. I was kind of glad to.He stood up, cradling me in his arms as though I weighed nothing. Icould not believe the feel of the strength in his arms. It reallyturned me on to feel his muscles like this. He turned, and he sat meon the couch. I was mesmerised, as I sat there, looking up at him,feeling very feminine and submissive..