Baat tab ke h jab me 18 saal ka tha. Me ghar ka eklauta chirag tha islie mummy mujhe bahut pyaar krte thi. Mere bar baat maante thi.Maa ke bare me bat...a du. Unka naam kamini h and uss time unke age 33 thi and uske doodh or gaand kafi bade. Papa office ke kaam ke karan kafi tours pr rehte h. Mostly wo akele ya apne secretary ko saath le jaate h. Mummy ghar me akele reh jaate thi.Hamare flat ke saath me ek or flat tha. Wahan ek couple rehte the, kishore uncle and vandana aunty. Vandana aunty mummy. Three days a week, for a couple of hours each, Carlos supplied her with a place and johns. She was guaranteed forty dollars but could make as much as seventy-five each. Supply and demand kept the prices low.She lived two buildings over with her mother who got a small disability check. Barely enough to keep herself alive, let alone V. This was the only alternative she’d found for obtaining income to buy a few clothes, fund a cheap cellphone, and help her mother out. Pretty shitty life for a. Both Tina and Dakota had emerged from their slumber to put the coffee pot on. I asked if either one of them would drive me to pick up Jill this morning. They both offered. I asked Tina since I had never ridden in her car. Dakota asked I minded her coming along. I told her that would be lovely.I shut my laptop off and headed to the bedroom to shower and dress to pick up my Queen.I thought about needing to change the sheets on the bed that I had played on, and in fact, I thought all the sheets. I'll do what he tells me to do. I'll obey him. I'll be a good slave for him... but..."Sirinna sighed softly. "I know. You will do your best. You always do, Amanda, and I am proud of you for that."But it's not enough, Amanda thought. That's what she's trying desperately not to say to me. She's expecting me to reach the next level and I'm not ready for it yet.Amanda was not sure if she would ever be ready. She was learning that being a slave was a whole new philosophy and not just a set of rules.