Please get to work, girl!"Mistress was always polite with me these days. During my training, a yearand a half ago, she had been more of a drill sergea...nt, but as myresistance diminished, so did her manners resurface. The manners andkindness, I had once appreciated in my wife - the very same person Icalled Mistress now.I hated this so much. I hated my weakness, my unusefulness, my cowardness.I did not even hesitate but replied promptly: "Yes Mistress, it is mypleasure" Now, I strode over to. ?The reward WAS that I wasn’t going to punish you for orgasming three times. But now, I think you will get a punishment for both. I think... Anal. Outside. Now get your ears on Dog.? Becky reluctantly slid the cute headband overtop of her pigtails. The familiar click on the back of her neck said that no matter how reluctant she was, he’d pull her outside. She slowly crawled behind him, her head bowed as he watched her, licking his lips. The first step outside was the hardest, she’d never done. Bhabhi ne kaha yah mera devar hai, to wo boli devar hai to kya tum us se chudwa o gi, bhabhi ab use hath jode rahi thi ki wo unki muumy ko nahi bataye, me bhi chupchap apne room ne chala aaya aur wapis nikal ne ki taiyari kar ne laga, karib 15 minute ke bad bhabhi mere pass aayi wo kafi dukhi to mene kaha bhabhi aap ko kam se kam gate to bandh kar na chahi ye tha, to wo boli yar muje kya pata tha ki tum kitchen me bhi chalu ho jao ge, mene kaha ab kya honga to wo boli tum chinta na karo mene. At first he was careful to stay correct, but as I begin to broaden the conversation by saying things like, "You should have seen the way Lynn came to bed the other night..." whereupon he would, of course, ask me to explain. Gradually over the course of an hour and a half conversation we both became less and less inhibited in our descriptions and thoughts about Lynn.Eventually I was describing how much pussy hair she had and what her breasts felt like. This was incredibly exciting for me. Here I.