Was this the beginning of a new more civil relationship? She was probably suspicious. Time would tell.For his part, Gus gave another sigh of relief wh...n Tatya left to deal with the landscape supplier. He'd successfully avoided another confrontation and put the onus on her back to resolve the problem. He wondered why he hadn't done that sooner. Give her some of the decision making that he went through several times each day. It might just work."Okay, that looks like everything for this morning.. “You must be swotting away the girls.”I shrugged. I was. My birth mother had been a stunner like Mom and thankfully I’d inherited my looks from her, not Dad. I was six-foot-one, broad-shouldered and confident. I’d lost my virginity when I was sixteen to Missy Mansell, a popular varsity cheerleader, two years my senior. She’d told me my dick was a lot bigger than some of the seniors she’d slept with.I enjoyed the extra attention from Mom and became increasingly more brazen with my compliments. Of course I already was submissive before allof this happened. The video certainly pushed me into compliance but Ithink it was also the way Dick carried out his training of me. It'shard to say but I felt myself sink deeper and deeper into what he wasmaking me into. I was the girl he wanted me to be. I am this girl.A few days later I was in the kitchen washing the dinner plates cryingfrom spanking Dick had administered for my 'mistakes' of the day. Myass was so sore. I had spent the afternoon. P: Aaj raat ko main tumhe message karungi, bina awaj kiye aa jana.V: Ok.Fir maine light on ki aur apne ghar chala aaya. Ab main intezar karne laga uske message ka. Rat ko thik 11 baje mujhe message aaya ki main aajau. Main jhat se apna flat lock kar ke chala gaya. Uske flat ka door khula hi tha. Main andar gaya aur piche se door band ho gaya.Maine palat ke dekha to main shock ho gaya. Priyanka mere samane use red Bengali saree mein kadhi the. Khule bad, red saree, red hot, aankho mein shararat..