Aaram se kar.aur fir usha didi ne aakar neena ki choot par thodi si vaslene lagai aur mera lauda neena ki choot pe Rakha aur halka sa dhakka meri gand...par diya, aur mera lauda neena ki choot me thoda sa andar gya, neena ki choot se khoon nikal aaya. Neena dar gai. Maine use chhod diya. Ab mai kya karta mera lauda jor maar raha tha.maine usha didi se kaha — didi mai kya karu, mere laude ko kaise shant karu. Neena boli—saale bahinchod, bhosri wale, apni bahin ki choot ko chod. Usha didi ne mera. " What?" she said, confused."I said 'Get dressed in your fucking nightgown,' bitch, now do it!" I growled at her. "Or I can just break your neck and watch your girl get into her nightgown. Her name is Anne, right?" No!" she cried. She tried to pull up her panties. "Take them off. I said put on your nightgown. Not put on your panties." She stepped out of her panties, pulled her nightgown from the nightstand, picked up her panties and made like she was heading to the bathroom to change in. It was painful, humiliating but incredibly arousing. I had no idea what was going on but I knew it just felt right.As things developed at school, it also did at home, She decided that when we were in her or my bedroom, the rule was that I had to be naked and kneeling at all times. I'd never been naked before a girl before,, and I was nervous and shy. So I stripped only to be met with cruel laughter from her, "Is that it?, is that all you have, that is pathetic". It felt so scary and degrading. Properley saying I live in the cellar ,in a cage from six in the evening till seven in the morning and the rest of the time i spend them toiling and cleaning a non ending list of chores that Mistress affixes to a notice board in the kitchen that keeps me going from 7 to 6 barely having time to eat....the only words Mistress uttered since I ve been here were Quick QUICK....move it move it, come along........but today it s different we are going to a dance outfit shop in the city centre to buy my.