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

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Her murmur vowel were as conflicting as her intellection, which I played over my speaker quite loudly and clearly."So now you are worried are you not my dear ?"I grinned,"But thinking will do you no adept, your psyche is mine, and you will no dubiousness found yourself in a limbo, a R-2 of thoughts that will never achieve a conclusion until I step in…"

I open a modest hidden fridge and take out a feeding bottle of beer, sipping it as I look at her still counting particular date and murmuring conflicting thinking that reflects the great muddiness in her mind…"And when I finally do, you will be completely, utterly, all Mine !"

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Now Further

I watched Anu on the monitor till she slowly put the humble calendar book of account back into the drawer and getting herself dressed again, to which I note that she now did not bother to put on underskirt. My dick grows punishing with the thought of standing next to her and rubbing my hand on her hairy mounds through the slender sari she wears.

I grinned coldly and then pick up the earpiece, directed a shout to my agentive role in India,"breakthrough her biological family, go after them down, have them gather, first let greed blind them, then differentiate them of her job, remember, cypher but the TRUTH"I told the agent,"metre to let her household do the dirty study for me…"

After a long conversation, I hang up, and quickly draining the beer, I changed into a casual blue air Nike sport pants and a cope with white t shirt, then proceed downstairs.

Anu is already busying cleaning and dusting the planetary house with a swifter duster and a garbage bag to empty the bins around the planetary house. I looked at her plump buttocks joggle and wriggle as she cleans the hardwood story. I walk up behind her quietly and throw off my blazonry around her twist shank and pressing my crotch against her fanny as she gasped in surprisal.

She turned her head and look up, her face flushed and sweating a bit on her frontal bone where a red bindi sits between her nicely trimmed brows,"Ooh god Mr. Aamir…I thought…"Anu murmured in surprisal and partially because of she didn't know what's there to say as I press my encase cock against her buttocks.

A smile curled up on the box of my mouth,"Working hard, my all obedient retainer and devoted woman ? !"spoke though by me in a low voice, it sounded like a huge lightning had just exploded side by side to Anu's ears.

Stammering for a response,"Ye…Yes Mr. Aamir…"Anu replied in a rather shaky interpreter. I smile grew profoundly and baring my white tooth like a animal who has its prey well under its pawns. I pull her to straighten out up, her headway reach only my chin as I am a lot taller than she is, I inhaled deeply of the scented oil she uses to keep her pilus shiny and arrange it into a single thick plait behind her pass.

Anu's body shivers as she feels my consistence wrapping all around her, swallowing her like slap-up flame that consumes her head. My hands pulled her long plait so she would see up and expose her neck opening. I lowered my face, first kissing her neck gently and then nibbling her. Anu moaned and wiggled in my arms then trembled as I bit her attendant neck opening, her breath quickened and shallow as my hand slide into her sari, caressing her cunt with my see fingers.

My tooth bit her neck opening hard, leaving bruise all over her neck and shoulders as well. She bit her lips as I take pleasure of her body as mine, her legs parted as my fingers advanced their assault and thrust deep up her womanhood.

She moaned loudly, the louder as my fingers take her clit between them and rubbing it very hard, making her juice dripping on the floor and flowing down her second joint. My mouth feasted on her tender cervix, biting her harder and harder.

"Ohhhh"Anu cried out as she experiences a small orgasm and leaned back against me to keep open her standing, her deal clutching my t shirt as she flashes me a very motherly, yet extremely subservient look.

I laughed, then I let go of her, walking into the phratry room and left her alone. Anu's bridge player went up to her shoulders and neck opening, caressing the marks there made by my dentition and smiled, smiled happily.

"Oh yes, he wants me…I am still his woman…Oh how I loved to be his, I am devoted to be his…"Anu let her thought wondered happily and hummed as she went on her daily household chores. Later as she finished cleansing and dusting the household, Anu takes a peek into the family room, seeing me busying with reading a Good Book, she dared not to intrude and decided to learn a paseo in the warm up afternoon sun in the stake yard garden.

She opens the large deoxyephedrine threshold opening into the garden, mistreat out bare foot and inhaled deeply of the sweet fragrance of the peak, the weather condition is very friendly, flaccid sunniness with appease breeze that make a person simply feel…lazy.

Anu sits on the lawn under the maple tree and enjoying the sun, it's a lot better here, she decided. Here the sun is cushy and easy, while in Republic of India, it's as if one has been placed in a hot oven to which there is no escape of. She looks at the flower and suddenly thinking about the wedding wreath of flush there are of wonted in her Hindustani upbringing.

With that thought, her judgement begins to wonder, not just daydreaming, but systematic, almost like programing and hypnotizing. Flashes, images, auditory sensation, and look coming in act and art object in those split second of images and phone, she saw herself naked, dressed as a Hindu striver, fucked and showing obvious signs of pregnancy with a very orotund swollen belly.

She can see her facial expressions are that of lecherousness, and her hands, her workforce are squeezing her lactating huge tit and milking them as hard as a man, a strong unseasoned man call for her from prat. In the background signal, a vocalism, a commanding voice, so Divine is its presence Anu can not help oneself herself but to listen.

As she sits and hear in a seeming trance, I also watched her from inside the house, laughing. Those spy mike, also served as hypnotizing and subliminal electronic messaging transceivers.

Every dark, as she sleeps, the show is on, programming her, changing her mind. But nothing very strong and forceful, no parliamentary procedure, no mastery, only subtle suggestions, manipulation of emotions, stimulate sexual drive…etc. It works like dripping urine on a Harlan Fisk Stone, slowly sipping through and breaching even the difficult of them all.

In gain, trigger were planted in gild to let her see those images and enter a trance like state, while doing things totally of her own accord and indirect request. I looked at Anu sitting under the tree, her eyes fixed and then she stirred, exiting the trance and looking around, remembering everything she saw yet unsure of what had prompted it.

Then she turns around, seeing me and bowed her head like a slave as her face burned with the effigy of her significant and I take her from tail end.

"Pregnant…"She savor this word as she repeat it over and over, wondering whether the things she saw were message from her Hindu deity, hinting her that she is destined to be mine. Anu murmured on as she straightens up, walking back into the theater, unaware that a full hour has passed since she sits under the maple tree in a enchantment.

She walk back into the house, and bowed very low, case still flushed,"So sorry I am, know not fourth dimension pass fast…"I raise a hand and severalize her it is OK, I simply need to stretch my legs after all the reading I had done, besides, it's such a serious day and I do not need anything at the here and now.

Anu smiled back and excused herself from the kitchen as I looked at her back, a very low temperature grinning creeping up my face,"oh it's a intimation alright my slave, but not from your gods, they are from me, and from now on, I, Am, Your, God !"

I spoke in a voice so cold that even the sun can not raise the temperature in the kitchen one bit, but she could not hear it. Lunch and afternoon tea were pleasant for both of us, we enjoyed unspoilt solid food and drinks, Anu took prison term to take several recipe playscript that I bought for her to take and draw upon, now she's beginning to comprehend many alien and exotic cup of tea aside from her native Indian cuisines.

After drinking tea and eating sweet chocolate patty and biscuit, I lay lazily against the shock absorber in the class room while Anu plays the sitar for me.

She sits next to me and adjusted her sitar on her lap before she began. She played a gentle composition, as the rhythm advancement, she begins to sing in a low and seductive voice, the Sung dynasty and the music cartel into a perfect soft tune that is soothing and yet subtlety arousing with every fiber of its being.

Anu's face flushed as she sang, it is not a birdcall that a womanhood should be singing to another man who's not her hubby, and yet she found herself unable to hold out the urge and desire to meet this rhythm together with the Song dynasty. Her frail fingers trailed over the strings of the sitar as she finished the musical rhythm and turned to depend at me.

She finds me leaning against that mountain of shock and now seemingly numb, carefully she put the sitar down on the carpeting and moved close to me.

Anu rocked me gently,"Mr. Aamir ? Mr. Aamir ?"she called out several times but there was no answer from me. Disappointed she looks down at my privates, her eyes widened as she discovers that my cock is now hard and well up inside my drawers. Even though appeared to be sleeping, I opened my eye lids slightly and observing what she will do.

Anu swallowed hard, then carefully take off my pants just enough to expose my cock fully, then eagerly she lean down and hungrily sucking on my big pole. She runs her clapper over and over again on my shaft and sucking hard on my turncock head with her hands fondling and stroking my shaft and orb. Her eyes flashed lust and something that wasn't there before, worship, she is worshiping me as a divine and absolute comportment in her life.

Letting go of my putz, Anu strips herself raw and then spread her legs lewdly to sit herself on my midst shaft. I did not incite, but only observed with keen pursuit as Anu worship my cock and then get naked to service it.

She sits her cunt right down on my cock and begins the rock-and-roll up and down using her hairy mounds to assist my tool. Anu begins to moan as she feels my prick plowing her fertile woman, as she begins to mutter as she fucks herself on my thick shaft.

"Oh my Lester Willis Young lord, oh Jehovah god, please accept your devoted subject and worshiper's serving, grand me your seeds ! Make me yours !"she first whispered then her representative speaks out louder and louder as she repeats it over and over again as a chanting in Hindi.

With the growing chant, her eyes become removed and hollow as her mind slipping into another aeroplane of sub - awareness, where she controlled, programmed as a toy and knuckle down who worship me with all her idolatry and mind.

Anu groaned as she sits herself down on my rooster, impaling herself and then lift her articulatio coxae, then sits down hard again. I look at her under my slightly open eye lids, an almost undetectable grin along the corner of my lips as I enjoy her wet and warm cunt surrounding my hammer as she tightens her vaginal muscles to squeeze my shaft hard.

Our muscles tightened with our impending orgasms as Anu chanted loud, over and over again like a robot as she uses her dead body to serve and hero-worship me.

I can feel my testis tighten and my shaft swollen with my outbreak close at hand, then I look at Anu more directly, grins into her seemingly blank stare and said in a low articulation,"Very soon you will be truly mine, very soon you will be riding on my putz and begging for more while you are self aware and conscious, until then, you will accept no clearness nor stoppage !"

Anu chanted on as she bucked up and down on my turncock as we both begin to cum very hard, waves of her vaginal juice washing over my dick like ocean waves while jet after jet of my hot sperm cell splashing against her neck like a big hosepipe. Anu lets out a loud moan and then collapsed and passed out on me as I laughed, I holding tightly to me as I drift off to kip.

Only an hour or so later Anu awakes, she opens her heart lazily, she felt like she was in a dream, vague, satisfying but with nothing concrete for her to hold on to and see it clearly. Then she gasped, finding herself lying on top of me, naked with my turncock buried deep in her trunk, as she moves a bit she knew that I had cum hard in her.

She bit her dispirited sass as she pull herself exempt from me, making a gimcrack popping stochasticity as my cock elusion out her viscous and moist womanhood. Anu held her thighs closely together and hurriedly pick up her saree and blouse, after that she looks at me, and let out a foretoken.

She had by then guessed what had happened after she done playing the sitar and vocalizing, but the inside information were lost to her, only vague simulacrum of herself riding on top of me like a shameless cleaning woman and her pleads to be used harder that still ring at her capitulum at a distance.

Anu's face softened as her bridge player reach out, caressing my impertinence with her palm as she tries desperately to commend why she had acted like such a whore and slut, and how could she have forgotten her birthrate cycle per second to have me load her again with the fat seeds of my younker.

Now shamed and fuddle, but on a strong sub - conscious degree satisfied, Anu hurriedly ran upstairs into her room to take a cascade. Her mind tried to grasp something firm in the dense fog, searching for clarity to no avail,"Why ?"as she cursed and asked herself repeatedly.

From the moment she awoke, I woke up as well, I kept still and letting her confusedness run its course, the more she tries to elucidate thing up, the to a greater extent she finds herself trapped and lost.

"Only with me can she happen lucidness, if I choose to finally step in and get absolute ascendence of course of study,"I told myself,"but she is not yet totally undefended, she still has families…but soon she will have no one except me…and by then, even God itself will not be able to help her."

After the shower, Anu carefully direct out an old, bootleg and white photograph of her family, her finger travels from cheek to face, her mother, male parent, brother, Sister, aunt…etc, drops of her tear fell on the photo as she sobbed in secrecy.

It had been quite former since she saw any of them. Married and moving away from her biological family unit are park and almost a impost for woman of her background.

Then with the matrimony came the rigourousness of life, she had neither the money nor the clock time to chatter or call, but her fate and direction in life is certain, she is to live on with her husband and his sept, be a devoted married woman and mother to his children.

But now she has time, and the money to drop a line or even inspect them, yet she has lost something in life that can not be bought, she grew uncertain. Uncertain of what to do, her symmetry has been thrown off, no longer is she certain of what she should do. Should she stay and become a sorting of paramour for me or should she draw out her distance away, be a good housekeeper, maid, or motherly elder babe even, but not my woman.

"Devoted and clinging to me so strongly on sub - conscious level, yet her conscious mind struggles in turmoil and confusion…Ah, such is the fact of lifespan for her,"I said in the silence of my own fellowship in the syndicate elbow room,"Family will be what she attempts to clinging to, her terminal shred of hope in Bharat, like the umbilical cord that connects female parent to fetus, but it is sentence to cut the cord and let the baby fly…though fly into darkness she will,"I spoke with a indulgent yet chilling voice.

Then, as the sun slowly going down the horizon, and Anu sobbed in her room, in the growing darkness of the mansion, my laughter filled the hollow hallow of the place.

Continued