I had planted the sees ofthought and she had watered it. I played it cool though andsaid, "I never said that you had to move all your things. Isthat h...w you intend to repay me, by becoming my maid now? Ithink that you owe me a bit more than that, don't you?"Sindi looked pitifully at me and started to cry again. I knew Ihad her and kept up the pressure, "I suffered much more thandishpan hands being your servant for the last two years, I lostmy dignity, I lost my penis, I lost my wife, I lost my. Actually, my landlord didn’t agree to give the house for rent as I was a bachelor but I convinced him that no family likes to stay in that house because there is no safety as it is surrounded by empty area and no one will be there if any case anything happens because there are no other families living near.So later he agreed and all other formalities were done and he hands over the keys to me and I was done with shifting the room. Almost one year has completed and house owner is impressed by my. I feel my body trembling and quivering as the cock slides out of my used asshole. I look back smile for the camera, showing off my now gaping hole, so many men telling me how sexy it looks..and some telling me they need it wider.. and honestly, I wanted my dirty hole to be wider and gaped beyond my belief too.I rubbed lube over my hand and dildo, sliding it back into my ass easily, but this time I start adding my fingers one by one. I slide the first one in, feeling the resistance of my tight. Mistress Heathcoate answered the door when he called for his French lesson on the third day. He couldn’t read her expression and for a moment thought something had gone wrong. His nerves had gotten the better of him until she broke into a smile to welcome him. He had no explanation for why she had not been more welcoming when the door opened, but decided it didn’t matter.“Entrez, Monsieur Roger.”He was barely able to mutter “Merci, Madame Heathcoate,” under his breath. To his relief, Sandrine.