Mom treats them as feet slaves. She calls them as pig, donkey, rascal, dog, idiot, stupid like that. She always carries either a whip or a cane. Whene...er she tells some work, first she beat the servant and tells work later. She uses two of them as ponies. He likes only one servant boy, Venkatesh, who has 13 inches dick. She fucks with him in front of us. My dad also shivers on seeing her. As I could not get good marks in 9th class, My mom wanted me to change other school. For not getting good. ” this time the picture showed her bottom half, in the driver seat of her car, her dress pushed up, her high heeled stocking clad legs spread wide and her shaved pussy held wide open with her index and middle finger of her left hand. Saturday finally arrived and I was excited like a small k** on Christmas day and looking forwards to the party for obvious reasons but before I could have fun I had the catering to sort out. I arranged for my friend Tony to help me out with the promise of getting. She was knocking on a door. No, she wasn't knocking, she was banging on a door, on Maggie's door and screaming, banging, screaming, howling, crying... Chapter 2Maggie hurried to the door. "I'm coming, hold on, I'm coming" she shouted, rushing to the door and almost tripping up on the fashion magazine lying in the sitting room doorway. Pulling the door open, she let Sheila into the apartment, and glanced down the landing where an elderly neighbour shouted "keep the noise down will you!" She. She got my intention and said “i just came here to tell this news waise party toh baki hai”. I was happy by her lines.Than both of us got busy with our routine. I forgot but she didn’t. One day I received a call from her.Kirti: whats up?I: sorry whos this? (since I didn’t had her number saved.)Kirti: pata tha bhool jaogey.I: sorry (thinking who is this talking to me so frankly.)I: is that kirti? (some how I was able to recognize her voice.)Kirti: kya baat hai.. Pehchangaye (happiness of I.