“Enter and remove your clothes” he orderedI did as I was told and knelt on the floor, eyes down to await his next instructions.Master eventually s...oke; “Who does your body belong to Slave?” “You Master” I replied“And you give it to me without question?” he continued.“Yes, Master”“Then on your hands and knees” he commanded.I did as I was told; this was nothing unusual, Master often liked to fuck my pussy this way. Today though I knew he had something different in mind.“Today you are going to. And a little belly. He would look scary to anyone.He behaved pretty cool and he even offered us both drinks. Kerala men seem cool that way. Later that night Anisha went to bed. I was watching TV with her dad. He seemed to be going on with his drinks. I was wearing my regular night shorts a little above my knees. I felt him looking at my thighs and I turned to see him doing just that.I felt weird. He was my best friend’s dad. I saw his eyes move up to my t shirt. I thought it would be best for. I mean......she looks.....normal!" my mom said a bit mixed I turned to look at her "Of course she looks normal mom! What did you expect to see, a monster?" "No, no...I mean that she doesn't look like.....a model" "I told you mom. Ordinary people send their women's photos there. It is full of normal women, just like you. In fact this is the reason why I try to check it. I want to see if there is a woman that looks like you a bit. I don't care about models. I like. I could see she wasn’t too comfortable in some places, she hated the crude language you would sometimes hear there. She never complained, always tried to put on a brave face and pretend she was enjoying herself. I knew she was doing it for me, it was just I could read her discomfort in her body English. I was starting to exert myself with her in little ways as I became more and more familiar with her. In her own way she had me hooked, although I don’t think she realized it but as I got to know.