At that time som1 knocked the door since no one was at my home I had to opened the door. It was her , she was bit surprised to see me in towel but jus...t smiled and said that she needs help in making a call in her mobile. I asked her to come in and closed the door. She gave her mobile to me, since I was in a hurry to get the office cab I didnt even ask her to sit, I stood there in towel next to her and started operating the mobile. It was a **to phone it took some time for me to find the dial pad. ‘No Ma’am.’ ‘Could you stop calling me Ma’am?’ She huffed as in frustration not liking the authority afforded to her, it was amusing and there were very few times in my life where the rules brought me joy. Irritating her was entertaining at the very least and I wasn’t about rob myself of it if had any choice in the matter. ‘No, Ma’am I cannot.’ ‘Is there anything ‘else’ you can call me, I hate the Ma’am title.’ And I hate dumb questions, looks like we were both outta luck. ‘No Ma’am.’ As we. I may have been making her a bit nervous, but she was soon finished. She stood up and stepped into the bath tub. Ruth turned on the water and switched it to the handheld shower head. She squatted down and cleaned herself up. She then focused the water on her mound and proceeded to rub herself to a furious climax. Once her convulsions subsided, she motioned for me to come and lay down in the tub. Ruth put aside the showerhead, and stood up. I laid down in the cramped tub, and she squatted. Joyce swallowed her dessert , & thanked her master for she was very appreciative.Chapter 2 Thursday AfternoonCarol was wearing a leopard skin bikini , & 6 inch spiked heels as some funky music played in the background . Max had a stripper pole set-up in the sex chamber he had set up in the basement . He was smoking a joint as he watched his 52 year old slut/ slave mom Carol begin her striptease for him. She had taking pole lessons & now could dance better than most peelers. Max watched.