When I phoned my wife said “You have to ask the Master whether or not you can join us”. The Master gave his permission.The Master greeted me with ...��Strip naked, get a beer for me, a wine for your wife and bring them on a silver tray to our bedroom.” I did as ordered. The Master and my wife were propped up on pillows. The Master fondled my wife’s ample breasts. As they toasted each other I had to tidy up their clothes which were spread over the floor.I watched as the Master kissed my wife’s right. You will be humiliated, and feel pain, but you will also reach heights of sexual pleasure you have never reached before. You are our SLUT my dear, for us to play with and toy with to our hearts content. Now, one more rule. you do not speak unless spoken to. You do exactly as you are told, immediately you are told. Any hesitation, and words spoken out of turn, and you will be punished. do you understand?".Sandra nodded, not quite sure what "punished" meant, but she knew when to agree. "Now. I must have....", before I could finish my sentence I was slapped across the face."Who do you think you are speaking to like that?" Stop it. That hurt.", I was slapped again."Did that one hurt too? You better learn to speak to me correctly slut. Assume the position." Don please, you're hurting me." He slapped again harder then before. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes."Assume the position." The position...", he cocked his arm back and was ready to hit me hard, "sir?" On your knees,. With my back to the window I unclipped my bra and let it drop to the floor. I turned and put some books on my window sill, so if Lucy was looking she'd get a full frontal view of my pert teenage rack. So there I was, breasts bare to the world for anyone looking in to see. My nipples quickly hardened from the excitement. I tried to find a few more little jobs to do, re-tidying my CDs yet again and checking my schoolbag. Then I faked slight surprise the curtains were still open and, facing.