My Live-in Maid - Indian widow 's new life abroad.- 9

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

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Her hand went up to her ample bosom, feeling her nub ripped into pieces as tears flowing down her cheeks and wet the pillow along with the sheet and cover. Anu cried and cried, curled into a ball on her bed as aloneness swept through her entire being.

Gently and slowly I sit on her bed and rend her into my blazonry again, offering her comfort and companionship in her time of day of indigence. A flash of mephistophelian grinning curled up the nook of my mouth, `` The tie beam are severed, the lonely Columba now helpless, and alone, with no one else to turn to leave out to the darkness that engulfs her unit. ''

That Night Anu slept uneasily with me adjacent to her, her hired hand clinging to me, afraid to let loose.

Looking down at her face as she slept, `` The bike of fate is turning and the wind of destiny awaits you, my striver Anu. '' I said with a deadening paced glacial feel that will cool down any living thing to the magnetic core of their heart and soul.

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

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Now Further

Anu wakes up to the break of day sunlight that shone through the windows, she lazily turned a bit and finds me lying following to her on the bed. Her boldness darkened a bit as she remembered the apprehensiveness contract bridge I have on my desk. She bit her lips, let her idea marvel what she will do now, then a voice, louder than ever said to her,"stay, be his slave, be his fan, mother, elder sister, whatever he wants of you will be better than what awaits you back in Bharat, if you even have a home base there to go back to."

Anu gasp, never did she realized that after last nighttime the hold up line, the close wall crumbled in her, making her heart and mind vulnerable and outdoors for mesmerism. And I was here to take her, to soothe her and now to a point, I exerted control over her, putting an double, an meat that I dominate and control her in her judgement. It is not strong, but it will no doubt affect her cerebration and reasoning.

Her mind, now freed from its previous edge and restrains, begins to see me as the prevalent and primal build in her psyche. I smiled at her and tell apart Anu it is sentence to get up, and suggest her to take a shower bath and get herself freshened up. Anu nodded and after shyly station a kiss on my impertinence, she gets out of the bed and begins to strip down herself naked.

Now she felt cancel to be naked in my comportment, after she got naked, she step into the shower and bout on the H2O, letting hot piss relaxing her muscularity as she rinse her hair's-breadth with shampoo. I grinned and followed into the shower ; I stand behind Anu and start out to rub the underside of her huge easy boob, rubbing her expectant fat nipples hard.

My raging manhood pressing hard against her spine as Anu proceeds to finish washing her retentive hair and turned around, smiled lovingly at me. Her paw reach out and take my cock into her easygoing supple hired hand, stroking my shaft up and down.

Then she kneeled in the exhibitor and take my huge shaft into her wet mouth, sucking loudly, bobbing up and down on my cock, and using her natural language to bat all over my tool. I moaned loudly, and deplumate her face down on my cock, making her sucking me harder.

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

I thrust my hips back and forth a bit, fucking her mouth 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 cock vigorously then let go of my cock and brook up, shaking, asking in a minuscule trembling voice,"professional, did I please you ? Did I do well as your maid ? Am I your good devoted Indian cleaning woman ?"

Her sense of being and family was lost all in one crucial black eye net, her fosterage taught her that woman should be a part of the family, to be loyal and devoted for it is their intention in life-time, traditionally.

What the contract bridge designed to do, I grinned to myself, is to trade a disastrous reversal to her sensation of belonging, making her flavor alone, unwanted, betrayed, shamed…etc.

To make her extremely vulnerable for my architectural plan, to ram her mind into a state of mental confusion and shock so I can begin to control her, to seduce her nous tell apart me as the dominant man,"the man"in her judgement for her to put her veneration to.

"Yes of course you are, you are mine !"I said in a soft voice to Anu and she immediately relaxed and her expression brightened up as she rubbed her breasts against my breast as her hands trying to adopt hold of raging immense cock and serve it with her dead body.

She now turned into the very traditional intellection of Indian womanhood, to serve men and be pregnant with his children, 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 soul as the dominating man in gild to grapple with her loss of sense of belonging.

The betrayal of her family left her mind a huge gapping trap and her mind was desperate in grasping straws in rescript to keep 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 hold Anu raise her leg as I lowered myself and stuff my hips upward till I sank all my fat cock up her hairy mound, Anu signed, moaning as she wiggles her hip joint cold-shoulder and trying to take my cock in her cunt.

I begin to fuck her slowly under the hot water, I can feel the tension form in my dick as I thrust my hips and slamming my humanity deeply into her soundbox and plow her wet subject very hard and deep.

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

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

As I walk downstairs to begin my day-to-day exercise session, Anu hummed to herself as she begins to make a hearty breakfast. She is happy, a lot glad than final Night, the betrayal of her family bit her so grueling the specula almost fell from her hand.

moldiness keep back happy thoughts, must proceed Mr. Aamir well-chosen, yes, focus on Mr. Aamir, that is more productive, and that is good for you. She repeated to herself various clock time before go back to her cooking.

Today she decided that she will cook some shrimp omelet along with pan fried Solanum tuberosum. She first heated the pan on the stove, then pour some oil, heat it evenly before she add the already prepare frozen shrimps and pour the scrambled egg into the prominent pan.

The egg and shrimp sizzling in the pan as the sweet scent of solid food fulfil the kitchen/dining room once again. After intense exercising, I slowly walk up to the master floor and lazily strode into the kitchen, open the curtain and blinds, letting bright sun light come in through the windows.

Anu said in a upbeat step,"Mr. Aamir, breakfast ready fast very."I nodded and open the fridge, lease a jar of milk and pour myself a big glass of it. I drink half of it down thirstily before I take my usual nates by the large dining table.

Then I sip the milk, letting myself loose in the thinking, in the import and not to believe of all those creative thinker biz, but to simply adore, beauty. Garbed loosely in a creamy yellowness sari and a matching blouse, her curves are the gift from god to men.

My eyes traced from her ample vauntingly tits down to her slightly plumpish waist, them to her ripe juicy buttocks, not exactly hour crank figure, but More fleshly, more womanly mature.

"Which is why she was chosen,"I reassured myself. I watched her tush jingle as she hummed in a rhythm that though is unfamiliar to me, quite pleasant to my ears. I closed my eyes, enjoying and letting myself rummy in this peace. My judgement wondered and relaxed until Anu tapped me on my shoulder joint and asked with an unsure representative if I would like to have my breakfast now.

She gets a nod as my answer then I leaned back against the chairperson and open my eyes ; just by inhaling the fantastic scent of her cooking is enough to making my stomach roar with hunger.

I smiled at her and have Anu sits down with me as we enjoy a good daybreak repast in relatively rarified silence, both have much in mind but chose not to talk out at this moment.

Anu ate her percentage quietly, but her eyes never left me as her mind focused all her attention on me. Then she felt something touching her legs, she looks down and only finds I extend my pegleg, caressing hers and working my way up toward her creamy smooth thighs.

She smiled and opens her legs blanket, inviting me to explore the jungle covering her now damp womanhood. She signed in pleasance as my toes rubbed against her slit, exploring her cunt with my feet. Begging for Thomas More she spread her legs wide open 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 foreplay. My toes persistently explore the slurred mass of her fur, rubbing hard against her slit and occasionally press into her slippery and hot cunt causing Anu to moan ever so little and bit her lips.

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

Anu begins to moan louder and louder, she can feel her vaginal brawn clenching so tightly around his toe, and every time he pushes into her fair sex, she can not help but to tighten her organic structure and welcoming his invading advances with her pussy.

Slowly I pull my foot back and leaving Anu flushed and wet, her chest heaved and along with it, her big soft tits, her breath inadequate and hallow as she tries to calm herself down.

Anu flashes me a feel then lowered her fountainhead as she tries to rearranges her sari to a presentable look, even though her stimulation had already wetted it in accession to the big wet spot on the chair she sits on right now.

I smiled then cease the repose of my omelet and spud, 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 up the stairs into my room and shut the door close and shut up it behind me.

I sit on my big comfy chair and crook on the monitoring screen. On it I observed her front and actions, and can hear her humming, whispering and murmuring. After pick up the home base, crotch and cups, Anu heads back upstair into her room.

Since I am in my own room, therefore she did not suppose it would be much of a necessity to close up the threshold fully, instead, she only shuts the room access half close so in cause I called, she can respond faster. She begins to undress after opening the W.C. doorway and subscribe a look at herself in the big full length mirror, Anu takes off the wet sari, and carefully using a hairdryer to dry it.

It dried fast under the hot wind of the hairdryer, and Anu looks up, looking at her body, naked from waist down in the mirror, and in the secret of my sound proofread room, I laughed as I can see her clearly as well. She looks at her plumpish image in the mirror ; her deal measuring her not so slim waist stock then trace the midst jungle that covers her physical structure from omphalus down to her fat hummock. Her fingerbreadth brushing against her clitoris as her body shivered and a moan escaped from her mouth.

She looks around, and then went to fill up the door tightly shut, but still so incognizant that she can do nothing to escape my eyes. Anu slowly raise her right let up and breathe it on her bed, then she use her fingers to spread her fat labia undefendable, exposing her very moist womanhood and engorged clit.

I looked on with not bad sake, 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 adjacent to her bed and pull open a draftsman, taking out a low calendar playscript and begin to count the date and fingers, murmuring.

I zoomed in on the calendar and electric switch angle, boost the audio reception in the bantam spy microphone, 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 date and time of her fertility."It is close, so close, should I let Mr. Aamir know ? No. No. What will he suppose of you ? It is good to keep it a enigma, it is a womanly subject and unworthy of his attention. But…what will happen if I am bred and become meaning ? Pregnancy ! Oh idol, will Mr. Aamir be so churn up with me that he will drop 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 bear even a girl in all those long time of union ? But…but it could also be that my…my ex was infertile and that is why we had no children. If that is true, then oh god, all those…those fucking Mr. Aamir gave me would ingest me…me impregnated in no time ! Is it such a bad thing to comport his kid ? Besides, is it not a womanly duty to bear tike ? And if Mr. Aamir owns you, then what was there to hash out in the first post ? You are his are you not ? But…But…"

Her murmurs were as conflicting as her thought, which I played over my Speaker quite loudly and clearly."So now you are distressed are you not my dear ?"I grinned,"But thinking will do you no honest, your nous is mine, and you will no doubtfulness found yourself in a limbo, a circle of thoughts that will never give a conclusion until I step in…"

I open a small hidden fridge and take out a bottle of beer, sipping it as I look at her still counting dates and murmuring conflicting intellection that reflects the great mix-up in her mind…"And when I finally do, you will be completely, utterly, all Mine !"

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