Then he pulled her up by her hair and forced her down on her knees before him. He told her that he expected his slut to clean his cum-soaked cock, wit... her tongue! Nitu was surprised that she didnt find it surprising. She started licking their mixed juices from his cock with an expertise that surprised even her. She wanted to please him and keep him happy! He didnt dress as he had her take the same position in the center of the room and helped her put on her new dress that he was making for. Typically for how things had gone thus far, nobody said anything on the ride over to her place, in a not-too-prosperous-looking apartment block. She got out and I grabbed probably three-quarters of the bags out of the trunk. She grabbed the rest and led me inside to a first-floor place -- and straight into the kitchen, where we put her things away, and shoved mine -- bag and all -- into the refrigerator. Then we went in and sat on the couch -- for an hour, at least -- with me doing nothing but. Then thodah pahadhi area suru ho gaya… use pahad kafi ache lagte hai wo boli.. then meine pucha kyat um kabhi lonavla aayi ho.. then wo boli mujhe itna time nahi tha ki mein kisi ke sath program bana sakhun then mein bola tum abhi train se uthar kar lonavla ghum sakhti ho… then wo boli nahi mein late ho jayungi.. then thodha insist kiya mein ki meine bhi kabhi nahi ghuma then wo maan gayi.. fir hum lonavla station per utar gaye…Hum station se bahar nikale mujhe bus yeh lag raha tha ki issko. I knew itwas probably happening but he was merely an adolescent boy, a child of 12 and13 in my house and I was almost more like a mom to him.As he gotolder 15 or 16 however I insisted that if he just HAD to do those sticky andmessy things, he better do them elsewhere and not in my house. Last yeareverything changed.He became18 years old, legally a Man. More importantly he became my full time slave andboy-slut.One ofthe very first things I did was to take control of many things in his life.I.