. uh! You should probably go and put something on. What would your mother say if she saw you like that?"Sally shrugged."I was just talking to Mum in t...e kitchen. She didn't seem to mind too much. We talked about what we'll be having for dinner. Turns out we aren't having fried lizard brains after all. I guess I was wrong about that." Oh? Er ... um! Well! I suppose we should be thankful for small mercies. What's that on your front?" Oh, this? It's kind of like a rash, isn't it? It just appeared. "Yes, the bond between Master and slave can be a strong one indeed," Michael told her."Have you ever had such a relationship, Sir?" she asked."Yes, I have Sarah. I have had a couple such relationships." What happened, if I may be so bold in asking?" Sarah wrote."Well in one case the slave had to move away because of personal reasons. And the second relationship is still going on with an online slave that I currently tutor just like you," he wrote. "Oh, I see. I am sorry, Sir, that I jumped to. Chacha aur dad ne unse bohot request ki aur kuch time dene ko kaha. Par wo log nahi mane. Unhone paiso ke badle meri aur mom ko 1 month ke liye le jaane ki demand ki. Par mom ki tabiyat abhi najuk thi to dad ne chacha se kaha ki apni biwi ko bhej de. Meri chachi 35 saal ki thi aur abhi tak in sab chakkar me nahi padi thi. Chacha is baat par bohot gussa hue par chandu ne unhe ek chatta mar diya aur kaha ki sab ke ghar ki aurato ko chodta hai ab teri biwi ki baari hai. Chandu ne usi time pe. What was transpiring was that I was just a k**, barely nineteen and I had just found I'm not made to dominate, I had accept all this. Wanted it even. I was staring back, gently panting, a mixture of saliva and cum on the corners of my mouth and dripping towards my chin. "Do you want some more?" He asked me without having to know the answer. I closed my eyes and nodded like the good submissive boy he was turning me into. He grinned once more, pulled a car from his shirt pocket, flicked it at me.