Main Kinjal ka dost hu, itna bhi paraya mat samjho mujhe”She smiled and said, “Aisa kuch nahi hai beta, bass socha tumhe kyon pareshan karu?”Me-... Aunty ye bhi kya baat hui. Isme konsi pareshani. Aap mujhe kabhi bhi help ke liye bula sakti ho bejhijhak.Aunty- Ok thik hai, agli baar kuch ho to tumhe bula lungi.Kinjal- Ha ye thik hai. Akki mera achha friend hai, he is always helpful.Fir aunty ne kuch snacks vaigera laye. Hum tino ne baithke bate ki. Maine idhar udhar ki bate nikal ke unhe khub. - And with that the tide changed. He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the arm of the couch, firmly massaging her buttocks, his hands sliding smoothly on the spandex pants. His fingers slipped into the waistband, and slowly he peeled them down just far enough to reveal the gorgeous bottom he’d fantasized about. Standing back to appreciate the view, she gently swayed her rear back and forth in wide, slow circles. Her wavy hair draped across her back led hungry eyes down the curves of her. “I can vary the degree of pleasure,” he continued, adding to her thought, “easily beyond what you can tolerate. You are already addicted to me but I control the process and intend to limit it to a level that is not harmful for you. You remember having your nipples manipulated. Feel this.”Nothing changed physically. He was still standing there in front of her lightly touching her lips. But the orgasmic delight in her heinie disappeared, leaving her only the pleasant memory. Then she felt. These were my rewardfor being so good outdoors. And a lovely reward it was too, Mistresshas lovely feet. Finally I was told to go get the vacuum cleaner and tovacuum the house. It is really difficult vacuming a house with shackledhands.Then it was time for my review. During my session I'd spilt some milk,had to be corrected on some of my bathroom and kitchen work and had notdone a very good job of painting Mistresses nails. I was made to kneelfacing the couch and bend over it. My dress was.