This is an interesting story; I hope this story fulfills your carving for sex stories and fantasies. This is my first chronicle here on ISS and I will...try to narrate it with passion and pleasure. About the writer: Rishi (alias) from Bangalore, well read and traveled, easy with girls and women, good listening skills and charmer. I consider myself fortunate with romance and sex with quite many interesting women of my choices.The story you are about to read took place in Bangalore in the year. "It includes turning out the lights," I said, walking aroundthe bed and shutting off the bedside lamp. In the dark I con-tinued, "And many other services to insure that you rest peace-fully during your stay with us." I removed my underwear. She asked primly, "And do the services include the managerof the establishment making himself nekk**?" I answered, "Yes, madam. They also include the managementmaking the guest nekk**, too." "Oh my," she whispered. "I'm shocked. And pleased." I reached for. “I love you. I will get fucked by you anywhere you want to master,” she moaned.I kept mauling her breast and pulling on the nipple ring. She looked at me and opened her mouth. I spit in her mouth again. She swallowed the spit and opened the mouth again. We kept looking at each other, eyes locked. I kept spitting in her mouth and she kept swallowing it.She was accepting the truth that she is the sex slave to her son and master. I stopped spitting and released her. She wiped the spit from her. He finally knew for surewhat was happening when the stinging moved onto his chest and arms.They were taking his hair off. When the stinging reached his toes, itstarted back up at his eye brows again. Only this time it worked downfaster. And then it would restart and go even faster. Eventually thestinging stopped.... Kyle knew he must now be hairless (except his eyebrows and the top of his head).Day after day, Kyle sucked cock for his food. Kyle eventually was ableto deep throat the thug.