The sight of her pink pussy lips opening up just enough to let her golden piss flow down was very erotic. The piss flowed down her pussy and thighs, f...llowing her shapely legs and forming a puddle near her feet. Both her thighs were now wet with her piss. As she was clenching her abdomen to control the flow of her piss. She was crying in humiliation and I went near her and slowly moved her sari above her waist further making sure it was not soiled by her piss. I caressed her back by my right. I told her that I was going to tell mom about her smoking habits, these words had more effect than I had anticipated, she started pleading me and was on the verge of crying, she said she would do anything I want her to do. She started crying, I approached her from behind and held her tightly. She furiously asked me what i was doing.I told her she should choose her words carefully. She said she would tell mom about this. I knew that this was not the time to fall soft so I replied very harshly. "Hey you own me a kiss too," I said to Denise."Yeah I suppose," she said but her eyes were on my sister and Tommy.Our lips met and for the first time I was kissing a sexy girl. Trouble was I didn't know where to put my hands. Before I made my mind up Denise came up for air and she was again looked over to my sister."Oh," she gasped.When I looked I could see Tommy's hand was squeezing my sister's tits while they kissed. So that's where you put your hands, I thought. I grabbed Denise again and. Master was rich and liked to keep several slaves for service in his bedroom; selling them off after just a couple of years. I lasted a year and ten months, which was quite a while apparently, and then I was sold on to a new Master. By that point, I was good at what I had been taught to do; after all, I’d been beaten often enough to understand my place in life. I’d been handed around a few of Master’s friends, and a group of them they liked me. They liked me so much that they pooled their.