Visukuputti Vankayalu naa kuttalo mee mama munde kuttalo doorchukuntanu. Lanjakoduka chooodara naa batta…. Naa puku ki vankayale gati ra lanjakoduka... Madda leveni vadivi nannu enduku chesukunnavura ani tidutooo dengukuntanu. Bayata maddala valana rogalu vastai. Andukani vankayalu doorchukuni vankayadengudu alavatu chesukunna. Bathroom snananiki vellinappudu lavaati vankaya okati teesuku velli baga kuttalo doorchi tippukontuuu jila teerchukunta. Karindaka vankaya dengudu chesukunta”. Ratri. Maybe I was about to finally see my original Master!I stood up and placed my hands at the back of my head, exposing all of my shaved body, and lifted my head up toward the computer screen. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Piss-Master and Cock-Master watching intently.Master’s head and shoulders moved in front of the camera and filled the new 40” HD digital screen the masters had bought with my credit card…His head was shaved, but He wore a close cropped beard and mustache. Although I could. He came on the phone, told me to call him Master and instructed me to phone my wife back in 2 hours.I said “OK Master”.I sat at home thinking about what the Master was doing with my wife. When I phoned my wife said “You have to ask the Master whether or not you can join us”. The Master gave his permission.The Master greeted me with “Strip naked, get a beer for me, a wine for your wife and bring them on a silver tray to our bedroom.” I did as ordered. The Master and my wife were propped up on. In fact I was proud that my skills often earned me more than the agreed price for my services, so that as well as being able to send money back to my father, I was able to buy a few pretty things in the market such as coloured ribbons for my hair. Strangely I never got with child, unlike most of the other girls, and I started to believe that in time I might become a bawd like my mistress with my own house and able to enjoy some of the privileges of the rich people, such as meat for every meal.