Neeta was worried. If was almost 10 in the morning and the usual text message had not arrived. She was keeping her phone in one hand as she taught the class, apprehensive that she would miss the incoming text message tone.
She taught the class as attentively as she could, knowing that her students were watching her attentively. She was their science teacher and they loved her for both her teaching skills and her youthfulness.
It was soon interval time at school. Still, the message was to come.
Reluctant to spend her time at the staff room, she walked to the library. The young library assistant, Gopal, scanned her from top to bottom. Neeta pretended not to notice.
Those were her orders.
Neeta dressed slightly provocatively for a school. Her sari would be tied below the navel and despite the front covering her belly, one could catch a glimpse of her deep round navel from time to time. She was not supposed to intentionally deny onlookers.
In addition, her cleavage was prominent in her blouses. She always wore beautiful colors and wore high heels. A sizeable chunk of her back would be naked in her saris and her shapely bottom would be highlighted in her dress.
People did not know the other detail of her dress to work. She wore panties only a few days a month, when she was having her period. Her Master had expressly forbidden her to wear them on other days. Under no circumstances was Neeta allowed to wear panties or similar attire.
Neeta smiled at Gopal, thinking what would happen if he knew that she was not wearing panties.
She heard the message come at that same moment as her phone vibrated. She opened the inbox, knowing it was him.
"What are you thinking at this moment, slut?" the message asked.
Frantically she typed. "Worried about the delay in the text message Master."
"You do not have to worry. I choose my time to write you, and you know it."
"Yes Master."
"Good. I will send you a message on Facebook. I want you to follow all directions given. Today is Friday and I will have you with me till Monday, okay?"
"Yes Master."
After school, Neeta went to the library for some more reading. She texted her Master and informed him of her decision to get a bit late at school. Her Master allowed her to do as she wished.
"Check Facebook now!" a message came while she was in library. Neeta logged onto Facebook from her phone and saw the message.
"You can do as you please today, but be ready for me at 9.00 p.m. sharp," his instructions began. Then there were directions as to how she should get ready and where she should stay.
Neeta was staying in the upper story of a house with two other friends. The owners of the house were living in the ground floor. Her friends were leaving for their hometowns and were not expected back.
She told her landlady that she would be also leaving in a little while. She did not tell her that she was going to sneak out only that night. She had a key to the padlock of the gate if it came to that. But she knew that the gate would not be locked by nine in the evening.
The challenge was to sneak out unseen.
As the time approached, Neeta had a wash. She did not want wet hair and therefore did not shower. Once she was dry, she walked naked to her room and proceeded to get ready.
A few minutes before the time, she took a last look at her figure in the mirror. Then, feeling extremely apprehensive, she left her room.
Neeta climbed down the metal spiral staircase as silently as possible, carrying her running shoes. She put them on once she had stepped off the staircase. Then she walked towards the gate as silently as possible.
She was extremely fortunate for the family downstairs was in front of the TV.
Neeta walked along the by-lane, thanking her stars for it being dark at this time of the night. The solitary lamp post at the end had been devoid of a light bulb for ages, and this night she thanked the excellent maintenance of the roads. Once she was close to the main lane, she looked at her phone.
Just one minute to go.
Neeta did not dare open herself to the main lane, for fear of being spotted by the random person on the road. It was still not yet late and she was worried because of the way she dressed.
She was carrying her bag in which she had her phone and some essential items. She was wearing her nose stud and shoes. There were no earrings and no other jewelry. According to her orders, Neeta was not wearing any clothes.
One minute was not too long. But, it was too long for a naked girl in the road. Every second counted and a minute has sixty of them.
She saw powerful headlights and figured out that it was her Master's vehicle. She looked at the street without revealing herself and saw the luxury SUV. Reassured, she came out and stood at the edge of the road.
Ramesh looked at the beautiful sight in front of him. There was this naked girl standing by the road, holding her hand as a shield against the headlight. Her other hand briefly went over towards her naked crotch and then returned to grip her bag. He had instructed her not to cover her nakedness in any way.
His eyes, prompted by her hand, travelled to her crotch where a triangle of black curly hair greeted him. "We'll do something about it" he thought as her started scanning her body. The beautiful hairline from her crotch ended at her deep, round navel. Her heaving sizable breasts were capped with large areolas.
"A navel piercing and a clit piercing but no nipple piercing" he thought as he considered the possibilities.
With a girl like this at his beckoning, possibilities were too much to even think about.
With her wide hips and rich buttocks, he considered her to be well suited to be a mother in due course. But that was a long way ahead.
Ramesh stopped his vehicle so that she could open the front door, the only mishap being the door being locked. He did not want to open it at once. She tried to open the door and upon failing, she looked inside in disbelief.
He could not see her face properly, but he imagined her expressions nevertheless.
Deciding to act mischievous, he pushed on the accelerator slightly and the vehicle started to move. Instinctively, Neeta pulled back and then, when he sped away, started chasing. She soon gave up, remembering that she was stark naked.
The vehicle stopped about a hundred meters away. She stood there transfixed. Her phone chimed its incoming message tone.
