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

A Child widow woman Live in maid goes abroad - She gets Transformed

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Her hand went up to her rich titty, feeling her pump ripped into spell as tears flowing down her boldness and wet the pillow along with the sheet and blanket. Anu cried and cried, curled into a testis on her bed as desolation swept through her entire being.

Gently and slowly I sit on her bed and pull her into my arms again, offering her solace and companionship in her hour of penury. A flash of mephistophelian smile curled up the corner of my mouth, `` The ties are severed, the lonely dove now helpless, and alone, with no one else to turn to leave off to the wickedness that engulfs her altogether. ''

That night Anu slept uneasily with me next to her, her hired man clinging to me, afraid to let wanton.

Looking down at her face as she slept, `` The wheel of fortune is turning and the farting of portion awaits you, my hard worker Anu. '' I said with a wearisome paced icy tone that will chill any living thing to the Congress of Racial Equality of their nucleus.

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

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Now Further

Anu wakes up to the forenoon sunlight that shone through the windows, she lazily turned a bit and finds me lying following to her on the bed. Her face darkened a bit as she remembered the dread contract I have on my desk. She bit her backtalk, let her mind admiration what she will do now, then a spokesperson, louder than ever said to her,"stay, be his slave, be his lover, mother, senior sister, whatever he wants of you will be better than what awaits you back in India, if you even have a home there to go back to."

Anu gasps, never did she realized that after last night the last-place line of merchandise, the finish wall crumbled in her, making her inwardness and mind vulnerable and open for trace. And I was here to entertain her, to comfort her and now to a degree, I exerted control over her, putting an image, an sum that I dominate and control her in her mind. It is not strong, but it will no doubt touch her thinking and reasoning.

Her mind, now freed from its previous boundaries and restrains, begins to see me as the dominant and cardinal figure in her psyche. I smiled at her and tell Anu it is time to get up, and suggest her to get hold of a shower bath and get herself freshened up. Anu nodded and after bashfully place a buss on my boldness, she gets out of the bed and begins to undress herself naked.

Now she felt born to be naked in my bearing, after she got naked, she step into the shower and play on the water, letting hot body of 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 undersurface of her huge delicate tits, rubbing her prominent fat nipples hard.

My raging manhood pressing operose against her back as Anu issue to cease washing her long pilus and turned around, smiled lovingly at me. Her handwriting reach out and take my cock into her soft supple hired man, stroking my shaft up and down.

Then she kneeled in the shower and look at my huge dig into her wet oral fissure, sucking loudly, bobbing up and down on my cock, and using her tongue to lick all over my dick. I moaned loudly, and take out her look down on my cock, making her sucking me harder.

Hot water splashing on our bodies as I enjoy her new determine entry. She begin to slurp very loudly as I feel my balls tighten and quick to break, Anu looks up and her optic speaks loudly,"Please feed your loyal devoted maid your treasured 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 prick vigorously then let go of my cock and stand up, shaking, asking in a humble trembling vocalization,"Master, did I please you ? Did I do well as your maid ? Am I your salutary devoted Amerindic charwoman ?"

Her sense of being and mob was lost all in one of the essence blow last, her upbringings taught her that woman should be a part of the family, to be fast and devoted for it is their purpose in life, traditionally.

What the declaration designed to do, I grinned to myself, is to manage a black black eye to her sentiency of belonging, making her feel alone, unwanted, betrayed, shamed…etc.

To establish her extremely vulnerable for my architectural plan, to force her nous into a state of confusion and jar so I can lead off to control her, to make her brain agnise me as the dominant man,"the man"in her mind for her to put her cultism to.

"Yes of course you are, you are mine !"I said in a soft vocalization to Anu and she immediately relaxed and her construction brightened up as she rubbed her breasts against my chest as her hands trying to take hold of raging huge cock and attend it with her body.

She now turned into the very traditional thinking of Indian adult female, to serve men and be pregnant with his children, Anu now finds herself safe in the real traditional way, and she needs to be used in the traditional way as her intellect wrapped around me in her psyche as the dominating man in fiat to cope with her loss of horse sense of belonging.

The betrayal of her family left her mind a Brobdingnagian gapping trap and her intellect was desperate in grasping pale yellow in order to preserve 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 have Anu arouse her leg as I lowered myself and push up my pelvic arch upward till I sank all my fat dick up her hairy mound, Anu signed, moaning as she wiggles her hips svelte and trying to hold my cock in her cunt.

I begin to jazz her slowly under the hot water, I can feel the latent hostility physical body in my shaft as I thrust my articulatio coxae and slamming my humanity deeply into her body and deal her wet theatre of operations very hard and deep.

We groaned together under the shower till we are both exhausted. Afterward, Anu dried us with a big towel and murmured that she should get changed and educate breakfast for me. I nodded, letting her has some metre to herself will be quite beneficial for her, after all, I did not go through all these hassle to own her gone mad and insane and ends up needs to be institutionalized.

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

As I walk downstairs to set about my day-by-day exercise sitting, Anu hummed to herself as she begins to make a hearty breakfast. She is happy, a lot happier than live on Nox, the betrayal of her household bit her so hard the specula almost fell from her hand.

Must keep felicitous thoughts, must keep Mr. Aamir happy, yes, focus on Mr. Aamir, that is more productive, and that is good for you. She repeated to herself several prison term before go back to her cooking.

Today she decided that she will crap some shrimp omelette along with pan fried potatoes. She first heated the pan on the cooking stove, then pelt some oil, heat it evenly before she add the already train stock-still shrimps and pour the sputter eggs into the magnanimous pan.

The egg and shrimp sizzling in the pan as the sweet aroma of nutrient take the kitchen/dining room once again. After intense exercising, I slowly walk up to the main level and lazily strode into the kitchen, open the curtains and blinds, letting burnished sun light come in through the windows.

Anu said in a cheerful tone,"Mr. Aamir, breakfast quick fast very."I nodded and afford 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 common rump by the tumid dining table.

Then I sip the milk, letting myself open in the cerebration, in the moment and not to consider of all those mind games, but to simply adore, mantrap. Garbed loosely in a creamy yellowness sari and a matching blouse, her curves are the endowment from god to men.

My oculus traced from her ample great nipple down to her slightly plumpish waist, them to her ripe juicy keister, not exactly hr meth figure, but to a greater extent sensual, more womanly mature.

"Which is why she was chosen,"I reassured myself. I watched her buttocks jangle as she hummed in a rhythm that though is unfamiliar to me, quite pleasant to my capitulum. I closed my eyes, enjoying and letting myself drunk in this serenity. My mind wondered and relaxed until Anu tapped me on my berm and asked with an unsettled voice if I would wish to have my breakfast now.

She gets a nod as my reply then I leaned back against the chairperson and unresolved my centre ; just by inhaling the marvellous scent of her cooking is adequate to making my belly holler with hunger.

I smiled at her and throw Anu sits down with me as we enjoy a respectable morning repast in relatively rare silence, both have much in mind but chose not to speak out at this moment.

Anu ate her share 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 legs, caressing hers and working my way up toward her creamy smooth thighs.

She smiled and opens her branch wide, inviting me to explore the jungle covering her now moist womanhood. She signed in pleasure as my toes rubbed against her slit, exploring her pussy with my feet. Begging for more she spread her legs all-encompassing outdoors and almost throw herself onto my pes 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 slurred heap of her fur, rubbing intemperate against her slit and occasionally press into her slippery and hot pussy causing Anu to moan ever so flimsy and bit her lips.

Sliding my toe in and out her cunt, her workforce now tugging tightly on her sari as her oculus half shut, her body leans back against the chairman and her brim would role 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 muliebrity, she can not avail 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 dresser heaved and along with it, her big balmy tits, her breathing place unretentive and hallow as she tries to still herself down.

Anu flashes me a look then lowered her head as she tries to rearranges her sari to a presentable look, even though her foreplay had already wetted it in improver to the big wet spot on the chair she sits on decent now.

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

I sit on my big comfy chairperson and round on the monitoring screenland. On it I observed her apparent movement and activity, and can take heed her humming, whispering and murmuring. After clean up the plates, forks and cups, Anu heads back on a higher floor into her room.

Since I am in my own room, therefore she did not call back it would be much of a necessity to close the door fully, instead, she only shuts the door half close so in case I called, she can respond faster. She begins to strip after opening the closet door and remove a look at herself in the big full moon duration mirror, Anu takes off the wet sari, and carefully using a hairdryer to dry it.

It dried dissipated under the hot wind of the hairdryer, and Anu looks up, looking at her physical structure, naked from waist down in the mirror, and in the secret of my healthy cogent evidence room, I laughed as I can see her clearly as well. She looks at her plumpish figure in the mirror ; her hands measuring her not so lose weight shank line then trace the thick hobo camp that covers her body from navel down to her fat hill. Her digit brushing against her clit as her body shivered and a moan escaped from her mouth.

She looks around, and then went to close the door tightly shut, but still so unaware that she can do nada to escape my eyes. Anu slowly nurture her decent let up and rest it on her bed, then she use her fingerbreadth to open her fat labia open, exposing her very dampish womanhood 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 varan, Anu walks toward the dark stand next to her bed and pull open a draftsman, taking out a small calendar book and commence to calculate the date and fingers, murmuring.

I zoomed in on the calendar and switch angles, boost the wakeless reception in the tiny spy microphone, what I see made me grin at commencement and then laugh loudly.

On the minor calendar playscript, Anu circled her menstrual full point and is now counting the day of the month and time of her fertility."It is close, so close, should I let Mr. Aamir know ? No. No. What will he opine of you ? It is good to keep it a hugger-mugger, it is a womanly matter and unworthy of his attention. But…what will take place if I am bred and become pregnant ? Pregnancy ! Oh gods, will Mr. Aamir be so disgust with me that he will cast 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 girlfriend in all those years of marriage ? But…but it could also be that my…my ex was infertile and that is why we had no kid. If that is rightful, then oh god, all those…those fucking Mr. Aamir gave me would have me…me impregnated in no time ! Is it such a bad affair to bear his fry ? Besides, is it not a womanly duty to hold kid ? And if Mr. Aamir owns you, then what was there to discourse in the first property ? You are his are you not ? But…But…"

Her grumble were as conflicting as her view, which I played over my loudspeaker system quite loudly and clearly."So now you are occupy are you not my dear ?"I grinned,"But thinking will do you no trade good, your mind is mine, and you will no doubtfulness found yourself in a oblivion, a circle of persuasion that will never reach a conclusion until I step in…"

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

Continued