She could see the eyes of the housekeeper lit up seeing her. She smiled as she has always been amused by young men watching her body. His eyes strayed...on to her chest to have a close look at her throbbing nipples showing through her wet sari. She was perhaps paying more attention to the boy than she normally does as she realized soon. She wasn’t conscious about walking on the mosaic floor which was already moist with rain water. By wearing a synthetic sandal, she wasn’t helping the cause as her. “Say it,” I demanded. “Tell me you’re a good for nothing slut who doesn’t deserve clothes.” Sniff, sniff. “I-I-I-I’m, j-j-j-j-ust a s-s-slut who doesn’t need clothes.” “You’re going to return those clothes tomorrow, right?” She nodded her head. “Good. Now this is how I deal with stupid sluts who spend my money when they shouldn’t. Get on your hands and knees and go over to the refrigerator. Diane slid to the floor and crawled over. I’m going to walk into the living room and sit down. You open. 5 words, 5 shocks. Enjoy!”“No” she screamed.“Okay then, 6 it is” I replied.She got the message. The only noise was the sound of her gentle sobs and the creaking of leather as the other girls hung and swayed. The stage was set.Pushing the prod forward, I parted the lips of her cunt, planting the cold metal prong firmly against her clit. The other prong was somewhere near her arsehole but I could not see exactly where. I could always look for the welt after I had finished!I stared straight. Next time you bring her home, I want to ride her face and watch you fuck her with a strap-on, okay Aunt Melissa?” Meagan said, her perversity surprising her aunt.“You don’t need to call me `Aunt’, all of my lovers call me Melissa or even Missy.”“I’m your lover now? Wow. Who’d have thought when I came to live with you for the summer, things would turn out this way?”Melissa’s fingers were grazing over the blonde fleece covering Meagan’s pussy. “Well, to be honest, I was hoping it might lead in.