Jayalaxmi caught hold my nose and slapped on my chicks. You bastard, how dare you. Bow in front of me and catche my feet and tell ” I am your slave ...aharanee. Tell 100 times, other wise i will cut your nose.” I shivered and fell on her feet. Mom, pallavi, madhavi are laughing. Henceforth you are our slave. You should be always at our feet. Come on sit and stand for 1000 times she ordered. I was sitting and standing. In between she was shouting twisting my nose “You bastard, sit and stand fast.. We could have a big house. In New York City…with servants. We could travel the world. We could do anything we want!’ he cried. She stared at her husband. The gleam in his brown eyes scared her. Ever since news of the gold rush in California had hit the newspapers in Albany, it was he could talk about. He had never before mentioned going without her, and from the look in his eye, it seemed as though he might actually do it. ‘Henry, can’t we just stay here, both of us? I like Albany and I like. The cropped kissed my tits leaving small welts across my skin. Then rubbing my breasts to caress them he smiled at me.“You are such a good slut” he said in a whispered tone, “I will get my fill of you this weekend.”“Thank you Lord Dariff!” I responded.He unzipped his pants, lowering them down and pulled out his cock. His was the large fat one I had serviced before.“You know you are a cock hungry whore”, he began, “so take my cock in your mouth whore, I want to cum again.”He took my ponytail in. The two spent more than half an hour discussing the deals Stephen was involved in. Carly also briefed her son on a few of her own situations. Stephen was a lawyer specializing in real estate law and at times Carly employed his firm and him personally to help negotiate and draw-up contracts. She felt very comfortable keeping their conversation in this realm. She thought she was going to get away without discussing much if anything of a personal nature. She soon found out she wouldn't be so.