Drawing room is always a silent place. No other comes there and no one bothers about it. But it became my source of entertainment. I always watch her ...doing yoga, peeping through glass windows of the big door connecting her bedroom and drawing room. I always masturbate while watching her do yoga. I always wanted to fuck her to the core but could only in my dreams. She always did some sexy moves and positions in which she made me eager to fuck her but i always controlled. She always flaunts her. What the two of them beheld rooted them to the spot in horror. There stood the man, and in his right hand, he held something metal and bloody. His back was towards them, and they could not see what he was facing, as his body blocked their view. Then the man slowly turned to face them. And the object he had beheld was apparent. There lay the boy, the Host. He was naked from the waste down, and covered in filth. His throat had been messily hacked into by what appeared to be a very dull butcher’s. When that is done, I have a larger task for you to attend. A shipment of slaves is scheduled to be loaded for delivery tomorrow. Your mistress desires that you escort the cargo to ensure prompt delivery. Once that is done, you will present a message and a bag of coins for me at a certain shop where you will negotiate hiring his services. I believe it is time to call in a specialist.”“Yes, Mistress,” he mumbled against the floorboards.Graveek removed her boot from his head and walked over to a. Shebecame very happy and said that she knew it. Then sheasked me which part of my bodyyou like? I didn’t reply andbecame calm. She repeated herquestion and I told her that Icould not tell this. She laughed and said that she knew, andwith this she took my hand andput it in her breast and saidthat you like these. Am I right? Idid say any world but I didn’ttry to remove my hand from her breast as her hand was also onmy hand and was trying to pressit on her boob. She said me Iknew that you like.