She found herelf getting randy. One of her pet snakes was draped around her neck, the other curled up on her lap resting, it’s rear end dangling nea...ly to the floor between her pale, shapely bare legs ... She was rummaging through this site and the next thing found bestiality pictures on her screen. Damn pop-up ads, that were always showing up, she cursed. She thought ‘how in the world can anyone have sex with an animal?’ but, as she stared at the pictures on the screen her idle, nothing else. I noticed she was enjoying it. I was applying pressure and giving her relief from her pain. Her expression was turning me on, but I kept myself very casual. After a while, I stopped.The next day, she came to me and asked for an oil massage. I just pretended to say no and eventually agreed to her request. Like the previous day, I lifted her saree and petticoat, and her knees were still covered. I poured some oil on her legs and started massaging her.I did it with passion and excitement. I was. For the first time, we shared a delightful sensuous reciprocal kiss. For a moment, I almost felt his equal. Almost. I wondered if my life was about to take another twist. My Master was mercurial. He was the most terrifying human one moment and the most tender the next. Needless to say I walked on egg shells all the time as I attempted how to learn his moods and figure out my role. But I had discovered it wasn’t necessarily that he was moody but more he wanted to keep me off balance. He reveled. My brother and malecousins left for the barn, calling out to me that they would see melater. I was just about to leave to join them, when Sandy asked if Iwanted to be with them. She was going to slice up a butterscotch cr?mepie to take to her room. That clinched it. I loved that pie, so I toldthem to cut me a slice too. I figured if it got too boring, I'd seewhat the adults were doing.Up in her room, we all sat on the floor in a big circle, eating pie andchatting. After finishing the pie, Sandy.