“So, Mrs. Wilde, what’s your decision. Shall we continue your training sessions? Or do we part ways here?”Susan’s body felt more alive than it...had in years. But she had questions that needed to be answered before she could commit. “May I ask you some questions, Sir, before I give you my decision?”“Of course, slut,” he replied.“First, I need to know what happens if I don’t like the Master that you choose for me? Also, how long am I obligated to remain a submissive?” she asked.“Mrs. Wilde, while. The guys were close and I was lying on my back. I just grabbed the first cock I could feel and pulled it into my cunt. I had two more earth-shattering orgasms. He pulled out and pumped his cum on the ground. The next guy shoved his cock in. He was really large and it was uncomfortable until my cunt could adjust, then it felt wonderful. By this time I was screaming in ecstasy, and having multiple orgasms. He also dumped his cum on the ground. After that, it was just one cock after another. My. .I'm a 'dirty slut', huh?” she said as a mischievous smile began to form at the ends of her lips. “Crap!” I thought, “Did I really say that out loud!?” My gaze locked on hers, that wicked smirk upon her face, it seemed like an eternity before she finally broke the tension by letting out a soft giggle. “What are you doing here!?” I nearly exclaimed, luckily I kept my voice down enough so my mom didn't hear. With the smile still on her face she explained that Aunt Peg needed to borrow a suitcase. I was really surprised after hearing this and I was feeling like anything. I can’t believe my ears. My one aunty is a prostitute and another one is her agent, wtf.After their conversation, I understood Rohini is working for Sudha and ritcha, by making Chitra as a prostitute. Chitra is also having fun working as a whore. Both my aunties are a slut, and I don’t know about that.But one thing I felt happy is, Rohini aunty is not a whore, she needs money but not interested in working as a sex.