More along the lines of terrified out of her mind. I didn’t know her name, I didn’t need to. If her name had been important enough, I would have b...en told by Sir upon his return home the previous evening. As it stood, Sir had told me nothing, and I refused to waste the breath it would have taken to ask. I stood in silence and I watched her, and I could tell that it was her neck that plagued her the most. Every time she went to touch at the sensitive flesh, she would flinch, and she would recoil. I asked her about the disappearance of her right breast and she informed me that at her 5 years of age she felt into a large fire and her frock became fired and the right portion of her chest burnt. After that when she became adult the right breast didn’t develop, it was totally spoiled, so she used an artificial foam breast inside her bra cup. I asked her “Do you face any difficulty for this disability?” Bhabiji began to weep and told that after about four years of her marriage Mr Hamid. His cock wasdripping cum onto my chest and he said, "Now you are being a very goodslave." I smiled and said, "Thank you master -- thank you." "Get up slave... you are now ready to get dressed up for theparty. We are already an hour late so I will have to punish you fortaking so long to become a good slave and making me late. How do youthink I should punish you?" I said, "You could whip me, but I would rather feel your handspanking my ass." He said, "Bend over and grab your ankles. . Then she calmed down. With a wicked look on her face said, “Oh, you’re welcome. Daddy.” If her mother noticed that anything was off, I couldn’t tell. My pretty little Abby starts hanging around me more than her mother after that. I soon found she was an insatiably lusty wench. Not only does she sneak into my bed every night. She takes every opportunity to reach into my pants, and stroke my dick to fullness. Or rub her round ass against me. She would pull up her skirts so I could touch her. Or.