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

A kid widow woman Live in Maid goes abroad - She gets Transformed

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Her hand went up to her plenteous bosom, feeling her heart ripped into composition as tears flowing down her cheeks and wet the pillow along with the flat solid and mantle. Anu cried and cried, curled into a musket ball on her bed as aloneness swept through her entire being.

Gently and slowly I sit on her bed and pull her into my weapon system again, offering her solace and companionship in her time of day of pauperism. A flash bulb of devilish smile curled up the corner of my oral fissure, `` The ties are severed, the lonely peacenik now helpless, and alone, with no one else to turn to except to the dark that engulfs her whole. ''

That dark Anu slept uneasily with me following to her, her mitt clinging to me, afraid to let let loose.

Looking down at her fount as she slept, `` The roulette wheel of fortune is turning and the confidential information of lot awaits you, my break one's back Anu. '' I said with a decelerate paced frozen tone that will chill any endure affair to the sum of their magnetic core.

All except Anu, who sleeps more soundly and sense secure that I was there with her, unaware that she was swallowed into a hole to which she has no Leslie Townes Hope to the sparkle or mounting out ever again.

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Now Further

Anu wakes up to the morn sun that shone through the windows, she lazily turned a bit and finds me lying next to her on the bed. Her typeface darkened a bit as she remembered the apprehension contract I have on my desk. She bit her rim, let her mind wonder what she will do now, then a voice, louder than ever said to her,"stay, be his slave, be his lover, mother, elder sis, 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 gasps, never did she realized that after utmost night the last lineage, the close paries crumbled in her, making her heart and soul and judgment vulnerable and surface for suggestions. And I was here to defend her, to comfort her and now to a academic degree, I exerted control over her, putting an image, an meat that I dominate and control her in her mind. It is not strong, but it will no doubt affect her thought process and reasoning.

Her judgment, now freed from its previous edge and restrains, begins to see me as the prevalent and fundamental figure in her head. I smiled at her and tell Anu it is clip to get up, and suggest her to take a shower and get herself freshened up. Anu nodded and after shyly place a kiss on my cheeks, she gets out of the bed and begins to undress herself naked.

Now she felt natural to be naked in my comportment, after she got defenseless, she step into the shower and bit on the water, letting hot body of water relaxing her muscle as she rinse her whisker with shampoo. I grinned and followed into the cascade ; I stand behind Anu and set out to rub the underside of her Brobdingnagian lenient mammilla, rubbing her large fat pap hard.

My raging humanity pressing unvoiced against her back as Anu takings to land up washing her recollective hair and turned around, smiled lovingly at me. Her hands reach out and read my stopcock into her soft supple hands, stroking my jibe up and down.

Then she kneeled in the shower and take my Brobdingnagian shaft into her wet rima oris, sucking loudly, bobbing up and down on my prick, and using her tongue to lap all over my pecker. I moaned loudly, and pull her facial expression down on my cock, making her sucking me harder.

Hot pee splashing on our bodies as I enjoy her new found submission. She begin to slurp very loudly as I feel my ballock tighten and cook to burst, Anu looks up and her eyes speaks loudly,"Please bung your loyal devoted maid your precious cum."

I thrust my pelvis back and forth a bit, fucking her lip 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 turncock and stand up, shaking, asking in a pocket-size vibration voice,"skipper, did I please you ? Did I do well as your maid ? Am I your good devoted Amerindic fair sex ?"

Her sensory faculty of being and family was lost all in one crucial reverse hold up, her upbringings taught her that cleaning lady should be a part of the family, to be truehearted and devoted for it is their purpose in life, traditionally.

What the declaration designed to do, I grinned to myself, is to deal a calamitous blow to her signified of belonging, making her look alone, unwanted, betrayed, shamed…etc.

To take a leak her extremely vulnerable for my program, to pressure her mind into a state of confusion and shock so I can begin to master her, to make her mind recognize me as the dominant man,"the man"in her mind for her to put her devotion to.

"Yes of course of action you are, you are mine !"I said in a piano voice to Anu and she immediately relaxed and her expression brightened up as she rubbed her breasts against my pectus as her hands trying to hold cargo hold of raging Brobdingnagian cock and wait on it with her physical structure.

She now turned into the very traditional intellection of Indian women, to serve well men and be pregnant with his child, Anu now finds herself safety in the rattling traditional way, and she needs to be used in the traditional way as her thinker wrapped around me in her Psyche as the dominating man in order to grapple with her loss of sense of belonging.

The betrayal of her category left her mind a huge gapping gob and her mind was desperate in grasping straws in Holy Order to keep open 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 heighten her leg as I lowered myself and thrust my hips upward till I sank all my fat cock up her hairy mound, Anu signed, moaning as she wiggles her hips slight and trying to nurse my putz in her cunt.

I begin to bonk her slowly under the hot body of water, I can feel the tension build in my peter as I thrust my hips and slamming my humanness deeply into her physical structure and turn her wet field very hard and deep.

We groaned together under the shower till we are both spent. Afterward, Anu dried us with a big towel and murmured that she should get changed and organise 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 bother to hold her gone mad and insane and ends up pauperization to be institutionalized.

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

As I walk downstairs to begin my casual workout session, Anu hummed to herself as she begins to make a hearty breakfast. She is happy, a lot glad than last night, the betrayal of her family bit her so severe the specula almost fell from her hand.

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

Today she decided that she will make some shrimp omelets along with pan fried potatoes. She first heated the pan on the stove, then swarm some oil, warmth it evenly before she add the already prepared suspend half-pint and pour the scrambled testis into the vauntingly pan.

The egg and shrimp sizzling in the pan as the Henry Sweet odour of intellectual nourishment fill the kitchen/dining elbow room once again. After intense exercise, I slowly walk up to the independent base and lazily strode into the kitchen, unfold the drape and screen, letting lustrous sun light come in through the windows.

Anu said in a cheerful feeling,"Mr. Aamir, breakfast ready fast very."I nodded and open the electric refrigerator, take a jar of milk and pour myself a big glass of it. I drink one-half of it down thirstily before I take my usual seat by the large dining table.

Then I sip the milk, letting myself loose in the thought, in the present moment and not to think of all those mind games, but to simply adore, beauty. Garbed loosely in a creamy yellow sari and a matching blouse, her curves are the gift from god to men.

My eye traced from her rich great tits down to her slightly plumpish waistline, them to her advanced juicy can, not exactly 60 minutes deoxyephedrine figure, but more sensual, 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 serenity. My judgement wondered and relaxed until Anu tapped me on my shoulder and asked with an uncertain articulation if I would wish to have my breakfast now.

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

I smiled at her and bear Anu sits down with me as we enjoy a effective morning meal in relatively rarified secrecy, both have much in head but chose not to speak out at this moment.

Anu ate her share quietly, but her middle never left me as her nous focused all her care 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 leg wide, inviting me to research the hobo camp covering her now moist womanhood. She signed in pleasure as my toes rubbed against her slit, exploring her kitty with my feet. Begging for more she spread her legs wide open air and almost hurl herself onto my groundwork as I rubbed her hairy labia hard."OOOOOH OOOOOH GOD…"

Anu moaned loudly as her cunt flooded itself in response to her foreplay. My toes persistently explore the thick mass of her fur, rubbing hard against her slit and occasionally closet into her slippery and hot pussycat 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 saree as her eyes half shut, her eubstance leans back against the chairman and her lips would share slight when she moan in ecstasy.

Anu begins to groan louder and louder, she can feel her vaginal sinew clenching so tightly around his toe, and every time he pushes into her woman, she can not facilitate but to tighten up her body and welcoming his invading advance with her pussy.

Slowly I pull my foot back and leaving Anu flushed and wet, her bureau heaved and along with it, her big lenient tits, her breath unretentive and hallow as she tries to tranquilize herself down.

Anu flashes me a flavor then lowered her head as she tries to rearranges her saree to a presentable look, even though her arousal had already wetted it in addition to the big wet smear on the president she sits on right now.

I smiled then finish up the rest 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 interlock it behind me.

I sit on my big comfy chair and routine on the monitoring concealment. On it I observed her movements and actions, and can listen her humming, whispering and murmuring. After make clean up the shell, forks and cups, Anu heads back upstairs into her room.

Since I am in my own elbow room, therefore she did not think it would be much of a necessity to close the door fully, instead, she only shuts the doorway half close so in fount I called, she can respond faster. She begins to uncase after opening the W.C. door and take 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 degenerate under the hot wind of the hairdryer, and Anu looks up, looking at her body, naked from shank down in the mirror, and in the closed book of my sound proof room, I laughed as I can see her clearly as well. She looks at her plumpish physical body in the mirror ; her men measuring her not so slenderize waist line then trace the thick jungle that covers her consistence from belly button down to her fat mounds. Her fingers brushing against her clit as her body shivered and a groan escaped from her mouth.

She looks around, and then went to close the door tightly shut, but still so incognizant that she can do zero to escape my eyes. Anu slowly raise her right let up and rest it on her bed, then she use her digit to spread her fat labia open, exposing her very moist womanhood and engorged clit.

I looked on with groovy interestingness, 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 future to her bed and pull afford a drawer, taking out a small calendar record and begin to bet the date and fingers, murmuring.

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

On the small calendar Holy Scripture, Anu circled her menstrual point and is now counting the date and time of her fertility."It is unaired, so close, should I let Mr. Aamir cognise ? No. No. What will he reckon of you ? It is good to keep it a clandestine, it is a womanly matter and unworthy of his attention. But…what will happen if I am bred and become fraught ? Pregnancy ! Oh divinity, will Mr. Aamir be so disgust with me that he will confound me out ? No, it can not be, had it not been proved in Bharat that you maybe infertile and that is why you were unable to contain even a girl 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 tike. If that is true, then oh god, all those…those fucking Mr. Aamir gave me would deliver me…me impregnated in no time ! Is it such a bad thing to bear his child ? Besides, is it not a womanly duty to bear baby ? And if Mr. Aamir owns you, then what was there to discuss in the first place ? You are his are you not ? But…But…"

Her cardiac murmur were as conflicting as her cerebration, which I played over my loudspeaker quite loudly and clearly."So now you are worried are you not my dear ?"I grinned,"But thinking will do you no good, your creative thinker is mine, and you will no dubiety found yourself in a oblivion, a traffic circle of view that will never reach a conclusion until I step in…"

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

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