My Live-in maiden - Amerindic widow woman 's new biography abroad.- 9

A Child widow Live in Maid goes abroad - She gets Transformed

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Her hand went up to her ample bosom, feeling her heart and soul ripped into small-arm as tears flowing down her cheek and wet the pillow along with the sheet and blanket. Anu cried and cried, curled into a egg on her bed as loneliness swept through her total being.

Gently and slowly I sit on her bed and pluck her into my arms again, offering her solacement and society in her 60 minutes of need. A flash of devilish grin curled up the box of my mouth, `` The affiliation are severed, the lonely dove now lost, and alone, with no one else to wrench to leave out to the iniquity that engulfs her all. ''

That night Anu slept uneasily with me succeeding to her, her hands clinging to me, afraid to let loose.

Looking down at her face as she slept, `` The roulette wheel of destiny is turning and the wind of destiny awaits you, my hard worker Anu. '' I said with a slow paced arctic tone that will chill any living thing to the magnetic core of their core.

All except Anu, who sleeps more soundly and feel secure that I was there with her, unaware that she was swallowed into a hole to which she has no hope to the light or raise out ever again.

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Now Further

Anu wakes up to the aurora sunlight that shone through the windows, she lazily turned a bit and finds me lying next to her on the bed. Her face darkened a bit as she remembered the dread contract bridge I have on my desk. She bit her rim, let her mind wonder what she will do now, then a interpreter, louder than ever said to her,"stay, be his striver, be his devotee, mother, elder Sister, whatever he wants of you will be better than what awaits you back in Bharat, if you even have a home there to go back to."

Anu gasp, never did she realized that after last night the net line, the net wall crumbled in her, making her heart and thinker vulnerable and opened for suggestions. And I was here to hold her, to comfort her and now to a level, I exerted control over her, putting an image, an nub that I dominate and control her in her thinker. It is not strong, but it will no doubt impress her cerebration and reasoning.

Her mind, now freed from its old boundaries and restrains, begins to see me as the dominant and telephone exchange figure in her brain. I smiled at her and assure Anu it is fourth dimension to get up, and suggest her to take a exhibitioner and get herself freshened up. Anu nodded and after bashfully place a kiss on my cheeks, she gets out of the bed and begins to undress herself naked.

Now she felt instinctive to be naked in my front, after she got defenseless, she step into the shower and bend on the water, letting hot water relaxing her muscles as she rinse her tomentum with shampoo. I grinned and followed into the shower ; I stand behind Anu and begin to rub the underside of her huge soft bosom, rubbing her large fat nipples hard.

My raging humanness pressing punishing against her back as Anu proceeds to end up washing her long haircloth and turned around, smiled lovingly at me. Her hands reach out and rent my cock into her soft lithe mitt, stroking my beam of light up and down.

Then she kneeled in the shower and take my huge quill into her wet back talk, sucking loudly, bobbing up and down on my cock, and using her tongue to lick all over my hawkshaw. I moaned loudly, and pull her aspect down on my tool, making her sucking me harder.

Hot water splashing on our bodies as I enjoy her new found compliance. She begin to slurp very loudly as I feel my balls tighten and ready to explode, Anu looks up and her heart speaks loudly,"Please feed your loyal devoted maid your precious cum."

I thrust my hips back and forth a bit, fucking her backtalk as I groaned loudly, and erupted all I have in her wet sucking mouth as Anu eagerly and hungrily swallow all of my hot cum.

I groaned loudly as I cum hard, Anu sucked and licked my shaft vigorously then let go of my pecker and stand up, shaking, asking in a little trembling representative,"master copy, did I delight you ? Did I do well as your housemaid ? Am I your undecomposed devoted Amerindic womanhood ?"

Her sense of being and family was lost all in one crucial blow last, her upbringings taught her that charwoman should be a part of the kinsperson, to be firm and devoted for it is their use in life, traditionally.

What the contract designed to do, I grinned to myself, is to cope a fatal blow to her sensation of belonging, making her flavour alone, unwanted, betrayed, shamed…etc.

To fix her extremely vulnerable for my plan, to force her nous into a state of confusion and shock so I can set about to control her, to do her Psyche recognise me as the rife man,"the man"in her head for her to put her veneration to.

"Yes of course you are, you are mine !"I said in a piano interpreter to Anu and she immediately relaxed and her expression brightened up as she rubbed her breasts against my chest as her hand trying to ingest hold of raging immense cock and serve it with her consistence.

She now turned into the very traditional thinking of American-Indian language women, to serve men and be pregnant with his fry, Anu now finds herself safe in the very traditional way, and she needs to be used in the traditional way as her mind wrapped around me in her brain as the dominating man in order to make do with her red of good sense of belonging.

The treason of her kinsperson left her mind a huge gapping hole and her idea was desperate in grasping straws in order to proceed her from going mad and loses her sanity.

"And I was there for her,"I laughed to myself as I pull her to me and take Anu upgrade her leg as I lowered myself and thrust my hips upward till I sank all my fat peter up her hairy mound, Anu signed, moaning as she wiggles her articulatio coxae thin and trying to hold my rooster in her cunt.

I begin to fuck her slowly under the hot water, I can palpate the stress build in my cock as I thrust my pelvic girdle and slamming my humanity deeply into her body and plow her wet field very hard and deep.

We groaned together under the exhibitor till we are both spent. Afterward, Anu dried us with a big towel and murmured that she should get changed and set up breakfast for me. I nodded, letting her has some time to herself will be quite good for her, after all, I did not go through all these trouble to have her gone mad and insane and ends up needs to be institutionalized.

observation her slowly walking down the stairs I grinned,"Everything is going according to plan,"I told myself, now the cloak of darkness will truly absorb her as whole.

As I walk downstairs to begin my everyday exercise seance, Anu hummed to herself as she begins to make a hearty breakfast. She is happy, a lot felicitous than lastly night, the betrayal of her family bit her so toilsome the specula almost fell from her hand.

Must keep felicitous thought process, must keep back Mr. Aamir happy, yes, concentrate on Mr. Aamir, that is more productive, and that is good for you. She repeated to herself several times before go back to her cooking.

Today she decided that she will pee-pee some prawn omelets along with pan fried potatoes. She first heated the pan on the stove, then pour some oil, heat it evenly before she add the already machinate frozen shrimps and pour the scrambled eggs into the large pan.

The egg and shrimp sizzling in the pan as the sweet-smelling aroma of food sate the kitchen/dining room once again. After intense physical exertion, I slowly walk up to the chief level and lazily strode into the kitchen, open the pall and blind, letting bright sun light come in through the windows.

Anu said in a pollyannaish tone,"Mr. Aamir, breakfast quick fast very."I nodded and open the fridge, take a jar of milk and pour myself a big glass of it. I drink half of it down thirstily before I take my usual can by the vauntingly dining table.

Then I sip the milk, letting myself loose in the thought, in the moment and not to think of all those idea secret plan, but to simply adore, looker. Garbed loosely in a creamy yellowness sari and a matching blouse, her bender are the talent from god to men.

My eyes traced from her plentiful heavy nipple down to her slightly plumpish waist, them to her ripe juicy nates, not exactly hr methamphetamine figure, but to a greater extent sensual, more womanly mature.

"Which is why she was chosen,"I reassured myself. I watched her prat jingle as she hummed in a cycle that though is unfamiliar to me, quite pleasant to my ears. I closed my centre, enjoying and letting myself drunk in this heartsease. My mind wondered and relaxed until Anu tapped me on my shoulder and asked with an incertain voice if I would like to have my breakfast now.

She gets a nod as my response then I leaned back against the electric chair and open my eyes ; just by inhaling the terrific fragrance of her cooking is sufficiency to making my stomach roar with hunger.

I smiled at her and own Anu sits down with me as we enjoy a good dawn meal in relatively uncommon silence, both have much in mind but chose not to speak out at this moment.

Anu ate her share quietly, but her centre never left me as her mind focused all her tending on me. Then she felt something touching her leg, she looks down and only finds I extend my legs, caressing hers and working my way up toward her creamy shine thighs.

She smiled and opens her legs wide, inviting me to research the jungle covering her now moist womanhood. She signed in delight as my toes rubbed against her slit, exploring her pussy with my fundament. Begging for to a greater extent she spread her legs wide clear and almost throw herself onto my foot as I rubbed her hairy labia hard."OOOOOH OOOOOH GOD…"

Anu moaned loudly as her cunt flooded itself in reaction to her arousal. My toes persistently explore the thick peck of her fur, rubbing hard against her slit and occasionally press into her slippery and hot pussy causing Anu to moan ever so slight and bit her lips.

Sliding my toe in and out her cunt, her hands now tugging tightly on her saree as her eyes half shut, her body leans back against the death chair and her lips would function slight when she moan in ecstasy.

Anu begins to moan louder and louder, she can feel her vaginal muscular tissue clenching so tightly around his toe, and every prison term he pushes into her muliebrity, she can not help but to tighten up her body and welcoming his invading betterment with her pussy.

Slowly I pull my groundwork back and leaving Anu flushed and wet, her pectus heaved and along with it, her big soft tits, her breath scant and hallow as she tries to cool off herself down.

Anu flashes me a look then lowered her point as she tries to rearranges her sari to a presentable aspect, even though her rousing had already wetted it in addition to the big wet place on the chair she sits on right now.

I smiled then end up the relaxation of my omelet and potato, inform her that I will be in my room working and am not to be disturbed unless it is of dire emergency. She murmured yes before I head back upstairs into my room and shut the door close and lock it behind me.

I sit on my big comfy chairwoman and turn of events on the monitoring screen. On it I observed her cause and actions, and can see her hum, whispering and murmuring. After clean up the plates, ramification and cups, Anu heads back upstairs into her room.

Since I am in my own room, therefore she did not think it would be much of a requisite to close the door fully, instead, she only shuts the door half close so in face I called, she can respond faster. She begins to undress after opening the closet threshold and take a tone at herself in the big full length mirror, Anu takes off the wet sari, and carefully using a hairdryer to dry it.

It dried quick under the hot air current of the hairdryer, and Anu looks up, looking at her eubstance, naked from shank down in the mirror, and in the secret of my sound proof room, I laughed as I can see her clearly as well. She looks at her plumpish bod in the mirror ; her hands measuring her not so melt off waist personal credit line then trace the thick jungle that covers her consistency from omphalus down to her fat mounds. Her finger brushing against her clit as her body shivered and a moan escaped from her mouth.

She looks around, and then went to close up the room access tightly shut, but still so unaware that she can do nada to escape my centre. Anu slowly leaven her proper let up and rest it on her bed, then she use her fingerbreadth to circularize her fat labia open, exposing her very moist fair sex and engorged clit.

I looked on with great interest, wondering what she is up to now,"So what will you do now Anu ? What are you going to do ?"I asked myself. Then on the monitor, Anu walks toward the night stand following to her bed and pull out open a drawer, taking out a small calendar record book and begin to count the engagement and fingers, murmuring.

I zoomed in on the calendar and switch angles, promote the sound reception in the tiny spy mike, what I see made me grin at first and then laugh loudly.

On the small calendar book, Anu circled her catamenial period and is now counting the escort and time of her fertility."It is close, so close, should I let Mr. Aamir know ? No. No. What will he think of you ? It is good to keep it a secret, it is a womanly matter and unworthy of his attention. But…what will chance if I am bred and become pregnant ? Pregnancy ! Oh gods, will Mr. Aamir be so disgust with me that he will throw me out ? No, it can not be, had it not been proved in India that you maybe infertile and that is why you were unable to tolerate even a girl in all those old age of marriage ? But…but it could also be that my…my ex was unfertile and that is why we had no children. If that is true, then oh god, all those…those fucking Mr. Aamir gave me would induce me…me impregnated in no time ! Is it such a bad thing to bear his children ? Besides, is it not a womanly duty to abide children ? And if Mr. Aamir owns you, then what was there to discuss in the low gear office ? You are his are you not ? But…But…"

Her murmurs were as conflicting as her thoughts, which I played over my talker quite loudly and clearly."So now you are disturbed are you not my lamb ?"I grinned,"But thinking will do you no good, your mind is mine, and you will no dubiousness found yourself in a limbo, a band of persuasion that will never attain a last until I step in…"

I open a little hidden fridge and take out a bottle of beer, sipping it as I look at her still counting dates and murmuring conflicting thought process that reflects the smashing confusion in her mind…"And when I finally do, you will be completely, utterly, all Mine !"

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