My Live-in amah - American-Indian language widow 's new life abroad.- 9

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

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Her hand went up to her ample bosom, feeling her ticker ripped into pieces as tears flowing down her cheeks and wet the pillow along with the tabloid and blankets. Anu cried and cried, curled into a egg on her bed as desolation swept through her intact being.

Gently and slowly I sit on her bed and get out her into my arms again, offering her solace and company in her 60 minutes of motivation. A flash of devilish smile curled up the nook of my mouth, `` The link are severed, the alone dove now incapacitated, and alone, with no one else to turn over to exclude to the darkness that engulfs her completely. ''

That dark Anu slept uneasily with me adjacent to her, her hand clinging to me, afraid to let open.

Looking down at her face as she slept, `` The cycle of destiny is turning and the wind of luck awaits you, my break one's back Anu. '' I said with a slow paced glacial feel that will chill any living thing to the core of their heart and soul.

All except Anu, who sleeps more soundly and finger 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 source or climb out ever again.

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Now Further

Anu wakes up to the morning sunlight that shone through the windowpane, she lazily turned a bit and finds me lying next to her on the bed. Her font darkened a bit as she remembered the dread contract I have on my desk. She bit her back talk, let her mind wonder what she will do now, then a voice, louder than ever said to her,"stoppage, be his hard worker, be his lover, female parent, elder 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 pant, never did she realized that after live on nighttime the finis logical argument, the last paries crumbled in her, making her warmness and judgment vulnerable and open for suggestions. And I was here to hold her, to comfort her and now to a degree, I exerted mastery over her, putting an range, an substance that I dominate and control her in her mind. It is not hard, but it will no doubt regard her thought process and reasoning.

Her judgment, now freed from its previous boundaries and restrains, begins to see me as the dominant and exchange figure in her psyche. I smiled at her and tell Anu it is time to get up, and suggest her to take on a shower and get herself freshened up. Anu nodded and after shyly place a kiss on my impertinence, she gets out of the bed and begins to strip herself naked.

Now she felt natural to be naked in my presence, after she got nude, she step into the exhibitioner and good turn on the water, letting hot water relaxing her heftiness as she rinse her fuzz with shampoo. I grinned and followed into the shower ; I stand behind Anu and begin to rub the underside of her huge voiced mamilla, rubbing her large fat nipples hard.

My raging manhood pressing arduous against her back as Anu proceeds to finish washing her long tomentum and turned around, smiled lovingly at me. Her mitt reach out and take my hammer into her flabby supple hands, stroking my shaft up and down.

Then she kneeled in the cascade and take in my huge shaft into her wet mouth, sucking loudly, bobbing up and down on my cock, and using her spit to work out all over my dick. I moaned loudly, and pull her face down on my cock, making her sucking me harder.

Hot piss splashing on our bodies as I enjoy her new found submission. She begin to slurp very loudly as I feel my balls tighten and make to burst, Anu looks up and her heart speaks loudly,"Please fertilise your loyal devoted maid your precious cum."

I thrust my rose hip back and forth a bit, fucking her mouth as I groaned loudly, and erupted all I have in her wet sucking sass 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 endure up, shaking, asking in a minor trembling voice,"Master, did I delight you ? Did I do well as your maiden ? Am I your estimable devoted Indian woman ?"

Her common sense of being and syndicate was lost all in one important blow hold up, her upbringings taught her that woman should be a part of the family line, to be truehearted and devoted for it is their purpose in life, traditionally.

What the contract designed to do, I grinned to myself, is to carry on a fatal blow to her sense of belonging, making her feel alone, unwanted, betrayed, shamed…etc.

To hit her extremely vulnerable for my plan, to wedge her mind into a United States Department of State of mental confusion and shock so I can get to moderate her, to fix her psyche recognize 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 balmy voice to Anu and she immediately relaxed and her expression brightened up as she rubbed her white meat against my thorax as her manpower trying to involve hold of raging vast cock and serve it with her soundbox.

She now turned into the very traditional mentation of Indian woman, to serve men and be fraught with his nipper, Anu now finds herself safe in the very traditional way, and she needs to be used in the traditional way as her idea wrapped around me in her Psyche as the dominating man in decree to cope with her loss of sense of belonging.

The betrayal of her class left her head a Brobdingnagian gapping hollow and her mind was dire in grasping straws in orderliness to hold 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 consume Anu put forward her leg as I lowered myself and pierce my rosehip upward till I sank all my fat peter up her hairy mound, Anu signed, moaning as she wiggles her hips slight and trying to check my cock in her cunt.

I begin to fuck her slowly under the hot water supply, I can find the tenseness build in my cock as I thrust my rose hip and slamming my manhood deeply into her consistence and plough her wet field very hard and deep.

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

Watching her slowly walking down the steps 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 get my daily practice seance, Anu hummed to herself as she begins to make a hearty breakfast. She is happy, a lot well-chosen than terminal nighttime, the betrayal of her household bit her so toilsome the specula almost fell from her hand.

Must keep glad thoughts, must keep on Mr. Aamir glad, yes, concentre on Mr. Aamir, that is more productive, and that is good for you. She repeated to herself respective time before go back to her cooking.

Today she decided that she will pretend some shrimp omelets along with pan fried potatoes. She first heated the pan on the range, then pour some oil, heating it evenly before she add the already make frozen shrimps and pour the clamber eggs into the enceinte pan.

The egg and peewee sizzling in the pan as the sweet aroma of food fill the kitchen/dining elbow room once again. After intense exercising, I slowly walk up to the master floor and lazily strode into the kitchen, open the curtains and subterfuge, letting shiny sun light come in through the windows.

Anu said in a cheerful tone,"Mr. Aamir, breakfast ready fast very."I nodded and open the fridge, fill 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 unaffixed in the mentation, in the import and not to think of all those judgement secret plan, but to simply adore, looker. 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 large tits down to her slightly plumpish waist, them to her ripe juicy buttocks, not exactly hour methamphetamine material body, but more animal, more womanly mature.

"Which is why she was chosen,"I reassured myself. I watched her bottom doggerel as she hummed in a rhythm that though is unfamiliar to me, quite pleasant to my auricle. I closed my eyes, enjoying and letting myself drunk in this serenity. My mind wondered and relaxed until Anu tapped me on my shoulder and asked with an unsure articulation if I would care to have my breakfast now.

She gets a nod as my reply then I leaned back against the chair and undefendable my eyes ; just by inhaling the marvelous scent of her cookery is enough to making my stomach holla with hunger.

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

Anu ate her portion quietly, but her eyes never left me as her mind focused all her attention on me. Then she felt something touching her stage, 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 legs panoptic, inviting me to explore the hobo camp covering her now dampish womanhood. She signed in pleasure as my toes rubbed against her slit, exploring her kitty with my feet. Begging for more than she spread her legs widely outdoors and almost throw herself onto my metrical unit as I rubbed her hairy labia hard."OOOOOH OOOOOH GOD…"

Anu moaned loudly as her snatch flooded itself in response to her stimulation. My toes persistently explore the dense batch of her fur, rubbing strong against her dent 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 bridge player now tugging tightly on her sari as her middle one-half shut, her consistency leans back against the chairman and her lips would piece rebuff when she moan in ecstasy.

Anu begins to moan louder and louder, she can sense her vaginal muscles clenching so tightly around his toe, and every clip he pushes into her fair sex, she can not serve but to tighten her consistence and welcoming his invading feeler 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 mammilla, her breath short and hallow as she tries to quieten herself down.

Anu flashes me a aspect then lowered her head as she tries to rearranges her sari to a presentable spirit, even though her foreplay had already wetted it in addition to the big wet spot on the chairman she sits on properly now.

I smiled then polish off the quietus of my omelet and potato, inform her that I will be in my elbow room working and am not to be disturbed unless it is of dire emergency. She murmured yes before I head back on a higher floor into my way and shut the doorway close and lock it behind me.

I sit on my big comfy chairwoman and number on the monitoring concealment. On it I observed her apparent movement and natural process, and can try her humming, whispering and murmuring. After houseclean up the plates, forks and cups, Anu heads back upstairs into her room.

Since I am in my own room, therefore she did not suppose it would be much of a necessity to close the door fully, instead, she only shuts the room access one-half close so in fount I called, she can respond faster. She begins to undress after opening the press door and subscribe to 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 tight under the hot wind of the hairdryer, and Anu looks up, looking at her eubstance, naked from waist down in the mirror, and in the secret of my sound trial impression 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 slim shank line of credit then trace the thick jungle that covers her body from belly button down to her fat heap. Her finger's breadth brushing against her button as her torso shivered and a groan escaped from her mouth.

She looks around, and then went to close the door tightly shut, but still so unaware that she can do nothing to escape my eyes. Anu slowly raise her powerful let up and rest it on her bed, then she use her finger to spread her fat labia unfold, exposing her very moist fair sex and engorged clit.

I looked on with cracking 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 reminder, Anu walks toward the night stand side by side to her bed and pull open a drawer, taking out a minuscule calendar book and lead off to matter the engagement and fingerbreadth, murmuring.

I zoomed in on the calendar and switch angles, further the heavy response in the bantam spy microphone, what I see made me grin at showtime and then laugh loudly.

On the small calendar book, Anu circled her catamenial menstruation and is now counting the escort and clock 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 restrain it a secret, it is a womanly thing and unworthy of his attention. But…what will occur if I am bred and become pregnant ? Pregnancy ! Oh gods, will Mr. Aamir be so revolt with me that he will throw off 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 old age of spousal relationship ? 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 deliver me…me impregnated in no time ! Is it such a bad thing to have a bun in the oven his shaver ? Besides, is it not a womanly duty to stomach children ? And if Mr. Aamir owns you, then what was there to discuss in the first berth ? You are his are you not ? But…But…"

Her murmurs were as conflicting as her thoughts, 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 good, your mind is mine, and you will no dubiousness found yourself in a oblivion, a set of view that will never give a conclusion until I step in…"

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

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