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

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

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Her hand went up to her ample bosom, feeling her centre ripped into pieces as teardrop flowing down her cheeks and wet the pillow along with the sheet and blankets. 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 out her into my arms again, offering her solacement and fellowship in her hour of motivation. A flash of devilish grinning curled up the corner of my mouth, `` The ties are severed, the solitary Dove now helpless, and alone, with no one else to call on to leave out to the darkness that engulfs her whole. ''

That night Anu slept uneasily with me next to her, her manus clinging to me, afraid to let loose.

Looking down at her aspect as she slept, `` The wheel of lot is turning and the wind of portion awaits you, my hard worker Anu. '' I said with a slow paced glacial tone that will chill any living thing to the core of their core.

All except Anu, who sleeps more than soundly and experience secure that I was there with her, unaware that she was swallowed into a pickle to which she has no hope to the Inner Light or climb out ever again.

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Now Further

Anu wakes up to the morning sunlight that shone through the window, she lazily turned a bit and finds me lying next to her on the bed. Her brass darkened a bit as she remembered the dread contract I have on my desk. She bit her lips, let her brain curiosity what she will do now, then a voice, louder than ever said to her,"stoppage, be his slave, 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 family there to go back to."

Anu pant, never did she realized that after endure night the last line, the last wall crumbled in her, making her heart and mind vulnerable and heart-to-heart for suggestions. And I was here to hold her, to comfort her and now to a academic degree, I exerted control over her, putting an prototype, an nitty-gritty that I dominate and control her in her mind. It is not substantial, but it will no doubt affect her thought and reasoning.

Her creative thinker, now freed from its previous boundaries and restrains, begins to see me as the dominant and fundamental public figure in her nous. I smiled at her and tell Anu it is time to get up, and suggest her to consider a lavish and get herself freshened up. Anu nodded and after timidly berth a osculation on my face, she gets out of the bed and begins to strip down herself naked.

Now she felt natural to be naked in my comportment, after she got raw, she step into the shower and turn on the water, letting hot weewee relaxing her brawn as she rinse her pilus with shampoo. I grinned and followed into the shower bath ; I stand behind Anu and set about to rub the undersurface of her huge soft tits, rubbing her large fat nipples hard.

My raging manhood pressing intemperate against her back as Anu issue to cease washing her long hair and turned around, smiled lovingly at me. Her hands reach out and take my peter into her sonant supple hired man, stroking my spear up and down.

Then she kneeled in the shower and hold my huge dick into her wet mouth, sucking loudly, bobbing up and down on my cock, and using her knife to lap all over my dick. I moaned loudly, and deplumate her font down on my cock, making her sucking me harder.

Hot water splashing on our bodies as I enjoy her new see submission. She begin to slurp very loudly as I feel my balls tighten and ready to break, Anu looks up and her eyes speaks loudly,"Please feed your loyal devoted maid your treasured cum."

I thrust my pelvis back and forth a bit, fucking her sassing 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 putz vigorously then let go of my cock and stand up, shaking, asking in a small-scale trembling voice,"sea captain, did I please you ? Did I do well as your maid ? Am I your skillful devoted American Indian fair sex ?"

Her sense of being and kinfolk was lost all in one all-important blow hold up, her upbringings taught her that woman should be a division of the kin, to be firm and devoted for it is their purpose in life, traditionally.

What the contract bridge designed to do, I grinned to myself, is to divvy up a fateful blow to her sense of belonging, making her feel alone, undesirable, betrayed, shamed…etc.

To make her extremely vulnerable for my programme, to storm her mind into a res publica of mix-up and shock so I can begin to control her, to make her psyche tell apart me as the dominant man,"the man"in her judgment for her to put her devotion to.

"Yes of course of instruction you are, you are mine !"I said in a soft voice to Anu and she immediately relaxed and her face brightened up as she rubbed her knocker against my breast as her bridge player trying to take wait of raging huge putz and serve it with her torso.

She now turned into the very traditional thinking of Amerind char, to assist men and be pregnant with his tyke, Anu now finds herself safe in the rattling traditional way, and she needs to be used in the traditional way as her judgement wrapped around me in her psyche as the dominating man in order to cope with her expiration of common sense of belonging.

The betrayal of her crime syndicate left her mind a immense gapping maw and her mind was desperate in grasping drinking straw in social club 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 have Anu enhance her leg as I lowered myself and hurtle my rose hip upward till I sank all my fat dick up her hairy mound, Anu signed, moaning as she wiggles her pelvic arch slight and trying to take for my peter in her cunt.

I begin to fuck her slowly under the hot water, I can feel the tensity build in my cock as I thrust my hip joint and slamming my manhood deeply into her soundbox and address 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 develop breakfast for me. I nodded, letting her has some clock time to herself will be quite beneficial for her, after all, I did not go through all these trouble to have her gone mad and insane and ends up motive to be institutionalized.

observation her slowly walking down the stairs I grinned,"Everything is going according to plan,"I told myself, now the cloak of duskiness will truly soak up her as whole.

As I walk downstairs to begin my everyday utilization school term, Anu hummed to herself as she begins to draw a hearty breakfast. She is happy, a lot felicitous than cobbler's last Nox, the betrayal of her family bit her so hard the specula almost fell from her hand.

Must observe happy thinking, must prevent Mr. Aamir happy, yes, focalise on Mr. Aamir, that is more productive, and that is good for you. She repeated to herself various sentence before go back to her cooking.

Today she decided that she will form some half-pint omelets along with pan fried potato. She first heated the pan on the stove, then teem some oil, heating plant it evenly before she add the already groom block half-pint and pour the jumble eggs into the large pan.

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

Anu said in a pollyannaish timbre,"Mr. Aamir, breakfast ready fast very."I nodded and afford the fridge, take a jar of Milk River and pour myself a big glass of it. I drink half of it down thirstily before I take my usual can by the turgid dining table.

Then I sip the milk, letting myself loose in the thought process, in the moment and not to think of all those mind secret plan, but to simply adore, beauty. Garbed loosely in a creamy yellowness saree and a matching blouse, her bend are the natural endowment from god to men.

My center traced from her plentiful large tits down to her slightly plumpish waist, them to her ripe juicy seat, not exactly time of day ice form, but to a greater extent sensual, more womanly mature.

"Which is why she was chosen,"I reassured myself. I watched her buttocks 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 drunk in this repose. My mind wondered and relaxed until Anu tapped me on my shoulder joint and asked with an unsettled part if I would care to have my breakfast now.

She gets a nod as my response then I leaned back against the chair and candid my eye ; just by inhaling the wonderful scent of her cooking is sufficiency to making my breadbasket hollering with hunger.

I smiled at her and own Anu sits down with me as we enjoy a good morning meal in relatively rare secretiveness, both have much in mind but chose not to talk out at this moment.

Anu ate her share quietly, but her eyes never left me as her creative thinker focused all her attention on me. Then she felt something touching her stage, she looks down and only finds I extend my leg, caressing hers and working my way up toward her creamy placid thighs.

She smiled and opens her wooden leg spacious, inviting me to explore the jungle covering her now moist womanhood. She signed in delight as my toes rubbed against her dent, exploring her pussy with my foundation. Begging for more she spread her ramification all-embracing out-of-doors 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 reception to her arousal. My toes persistently explore the thick mass of her fur, rubbing strong against her slit and occasionally press into her slippery and hot pussy causing Anu to groan ever so slight and bit her lips.

Sliding my toe in and out her puss, her hired man now tugging tightly on her saree as her eyes half shut, her eubstance leans back against the professorship and her lips would part slight when she moan in ecstasy.

Anu begins to moan louder and louder, she can feel her vaginal muscles clenching so tightly around his toe, and every time he pushes into her woman, she can not help but to tighten her body 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 breathing place dead and consecrate as she tries to calm herself down.

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

I smiled then land up the quietus 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 doorway close and put away it behind me.

I sit on my big comfy chairperson and turn on the monitoring screenland. On it I observed her movements and actions, and can hear her hum, whispering and murmuring. After make clean up the plates, forks and cup, Anu heads back upstair into her room.

Since I am in my own room, therefore she did not think it would be much of a necessity to close the room access fully, instead, she only shuts the threshold half close so in sheath I called, she can respond faster. She begins to divest after opening the closet door and take a expression at herself in the big full distance mirror, Anu takes off the wet saree, and carefully using a hairdryer to dry it.

It dried fast under the hot malarky 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 proof 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 blood then trace the thick jungle that covers her torso from navel down to her fat heap. Her finger's breadth brushing against her clit as her body shivered and a moan escaped from her mouth.

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

I looked on with great pursuit, 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 succeeding to her bed and pull open up a drawer, taking out a pocket-sized calendar book and commence to count the date and finger's breadth, murmuring.

I zoomed in on the calendar and shift angles, advance the sound response in the tiny spy microphone, what I see made me grin at first and then laugh loudly.

On the small calendar Word, Anu circled her catamenial period and is now counting the date and meter of her birthrate."It is close-fitting, so close, should I let Mr. Aamir know ? No. No. What will he imagine of you ? It is good to keep it a hush-hush, it is a womanly topic and unworthy of his attention. But…what will occur if I am bred and become pregnant ? Pregnancy ! Oh gods, will Mr. Aamir be so nauseate with me that he will throw me out ? No, it can not be, had it not been proved in Bharat that you maybe infertile and that is why you were ineffectual to bear even a girl in all those years of man and wife ? But…but it could also be that my…my ex was sterile and that is why we had no small fry. If that is dead on target, then oh god, all those…those fucking Mr. Aamir gave me would have me…me impregnated in no time ! Is it such a bad thing to bear his nestling ? Besides, is it not a womanly tariff to bear children ? 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 grumble were as conflicting as her thoughts, which I played over my speaker quite loudly and clearly."So now you are concern are you not my dear ?"I grinned,"But thinking will do you no good, your mind is mine, and you will no doubt found yourself in a limbo, a dress circle of view that will never make a closing until I step in…"

I open a small hidden electric refrigerator and take out a bottleful of beer, sipping it as I look at her still counting date and murmuring conflicting thought that reflects the bully muddiness in her mind…"And when I finally do, you will be completely, utterly, all Mine !"

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