This was a cue to Vonda, that she was treading on dangerous ground.She hung her head. "Yes, Master."Surprisingly, this was turning into more of a test...for my already established slave, than for my new one.I pulled out a pair of large scissors, and handed them to Vonda. "You can do the honors."For a few seconds, my slave's mouth flopped open and closed, like a grounded fish. She realized that there was nothing she could say or do. She took the scissors."I'm so sorry," Vonda whispered to her. Main shaam ko jab bua ke yaha gaya, tab bua fufa se baat kar rahi thi. Fir jab mujhe confirm tha, ki bua mobile nahi chalayengi, tabhi maine Ajay ko khoob gaaliya sunayi.Maine usko Rachna ki ID se messages kiye the, aur bola tha-Main: Main ladka hu, aur tera chutiya kaat raha tha.Maine sath mein usko audio recording bhi send kar di. Aur jab usne messages padh liye, to maine saare messages delete kar diye, taaki bua na dekh le.Ajay ne Rachna ki ID ko block kar diya apni taraf se. Fir maine usi. “ A public pussy eater when she’s wasted” Mary proclaimed. Wayne started to chuckle “ She know you got these?” He asked her.“ Not yet baby I’m trying to use the carrot.” Mary answered while handing Wayne what Appeared to be a switch. “ Not the stick” she continued. “ Bend over girl “ he said. “ Pull your shorts and panties all the way down and touch those feet.” He ordered her. I could see from the closet the front of Mary, as Wayne started a regiment of Bare bottom spanking on Mary. Not to. I had had a few girlfriends, and made out with some, and even groped Susan Miller’s tits under her sweater while she had rubbed my cock through my jeans, but I had never actually had any pussy. Bill and Sandy Fleming lived down the street from me. The were an older couple, he was 62, and she was 57, and all their k**s were grown and living out of the area. Bill had a stroke about 10 years earlier, and was confined to a wheelchair, and could not speak. I started doing the yardwork for Sandy,.