He just nodded again, his expression unchanged. ‘You want grow her desire… make her fires burn hot down below.’ This time I just nodded. I coul...dn’t trust myself to speak. He moved closer. I would have stepped back but the shelf, loaded with wooden erotica, was right behind me. ‘How hot? Hot like good wife should be or hot like she-monkey in mating time? Does she spread legs only for you or like street whore open for every stray dog who come sniffing her holes.’ My heart was pounding. Somehow. We watched as Ray ate her first cream pie, licking my cum from her best friends pussy. It was hot. When this was done, Sara excused herself and went to the bathroom while Alex began eating Rays pussy. I moved my cock to her mouth and she eagerly cleaned it while getting me hard again. Tim sat on the Sofa enjoying the show.Little did we know, but our 19 year old daughter had decided to come home a day early to surprise her mother and I. It was about 10pm when she entered the living room to find. I was trembling with fear. I was alone, naked and chained to a wall. I was at the mercy of someone I knew nothing about, who demanded instant perfection, and whose face I would never see. I had expected training to be difficult. I hadn’t expected it to be medieval.But mostly I was scared because I didn’t know if I would ever see my Mistress again.If I did everything perfectly, she might, perhaps, accept me. But it would take weeks of harsh, demanding treatment and training, and I wouldn’t see. But in creating things and no one could have thought she could have someone. All this thinking was making not just me but Deepti too late for the college as we used to go together.While rushing out, I almost collided with Ankita. She giggled and that was the moment, I looked at her. Latest to the trend of clothing which makes her figure of 34C-28-35 for people to look at her.Ankita: Taking an off today? You seemed tired already.She winked at me.Me: Yeah! Now you are delaying me more. Its 8.30.