She looked awkward but, as Eleonore began to massage her breasts, she relaxed. A smiling glow spread across her face. She began to make cooing sounds.... Eleonore worked her breasts with a gentle rhythm. A wonderful calm enveloped the three of them. Eleonore liked the feel of the girl’s breasts. The girl liked the massage. Rufus liked the milk. It was rich and sweet. So the girl she was hired. Since her own child had been weaned it was agreed that she would move to the castle. Eleonore worried. It was around midnight when I woke up.Nudging him "hey wake up. My turn. Go pee and then come right back. If you take more than a couple of minutes I'll come after you and spank you with that old yard stick you have in the garage."I could swear I saw a tiny twitch in his cock – something to file in the back of my mind. I really wonder how much of a masochist my baby is but just doesn't know it.As he walked back into the room – "get into position, time to tie you up again, remember you. "Hypocrite."As if 'slut' was the worse name I had been called. There hadn't been a word invented that someone hadn't used to describe me or what I was doing. "I hope your mother is proud," was used a few times. For the record, my mother would be proud that I was doing something other than leeching off the government, as she would say if she were still alive. Never knew my father so I couldn't care less what he thought. All three of my children knew, and they had no problems with it. So, bite. Coming to the story. Vasundhara’s house consisted of Vasundhara, her husband Ram, son Harish(20), Daughter Aarthi(18), Lalitha(36). Other not in house characters include driver Soma and milk-man Kiran. All the characters are important in this story.They had a huge house, on the ground floor was a huge living room, one room was for grandparents/guests when they visit. Else it would be empty. Another small room for maid Lalitha, kitchen and garage, the first floor consisted of 3 rooms; 1 master.