Fucing My Maid Indu Bai

While Sushila was packing her bag for her trip with dad, Indu was serving us samosas and some snacks. She was wearing a fresh sari. Her hair was tied in a loose bun. She smiled shyly at me each time she came by the table to keep some food. I smacked her ass each time she walked away. Dad and I had a good laugh.

Dad said to me "Son you need to make sure that Indu realizes that you are not her lover. She is not your equal. Initially I would recommend you treat her gently but over the next few days you need to progressively get more rough with her. Ideally you should anal fuck her within the next two days. In my experience, she will try to resist and refuse anal sex. Sushila still cries when I fuck her gaand. But it is important that as her master, you must impose your will on Indu. It is better for you both in the long run. I still slap Sushila around regularly even after 15+ years of her being my bitch. It is important to keep kaamwalis under control otherwise their nakhras get out of hand."

I replied "Thanks dad for the advice."

Anyways, we had one drink each and then dad went into his room where Sushila was packing her bag. I was buzzed slightly and ready for some fun with Indu. I got up from the sofa and walked to kitchen. Indu was in her servant quarters in the back of the kitchen. As I walked in she was combing her long black hair looking in the mirror. It was displayed in front of her as she combed it. When she saw my reflection in the mirror she smiled. I put my arms around her from behind and started massaging her breasts from above her blouse. She was blushing and starting moaning in pleasure. I bit her neck gently and she moaned louder. Her saree dropped to the floor exposing her blouse fully.

I grabbed her blouse with both hands and ripped it apart. The hooks went flying everywhere.

She said "maalik..aapnay phaad diya blouse..ab kya karungi..ek hi tha". (Master you have torn my only blouse)

I replied "Indu meri raand..iss puranay blouse of bhool ja..Aaj say tu meri rakhail hai..sab naya kapday milengay teray ko. Tu mujhay khush rakh..aur sab chintaa bhool ja". (Indu my whore, forget about this old blouse. From today you are my concubine. You will get all new clothes. Keep me happy and satisfied and forget about everything else).

I grabbed her naked breasts and began mauling them and taking her dark nipples in my fingers started pinching them hard. She was squealing in pain and pleasure saying making my hard cock rub against the thin fabric of her old cotton sari against her ass.

I whispered to her "Mera lauda pakad saali". (Hold my cock you bitch)

She obediently put her hands back and reached for my hard cock and started rubbing it.

A minute later, I pulled back from her and grabbed her long hair and wrapped it around my wrist and pulled her head back and roughly bit her neck. Then I dragged her by her hair into the kitchen and turning her around I pushed her down on her knees in front of the kitchen counter. With one hand still wrapped in her hair, I opened my shorts with the other and took out my cock and smacked it on her face. She obediently opened her mouth wide and I slid my cock in.

She started to gag and cough a bit but I held her head down firmly, still having her long hair wrapped around my wrist I slammed my cock down her throat. There were tears coming out of her eyes as she tried to take it all in. It was so sexy to see this bitch, bindi on her forehead, sindoor in her maang, nose ring and mangalsutra with my cock stuffed down her throat. I viciously began to fuck her mouth as I had seen my dad do with Sushila. After about 5 mins of fucking her face, I pulled my cock out and smacked it on her face and jerking it a few times letting loose my load all over her face. She winced in disgust and tried to move away but she had nowhere to go since I still had her long hair wrapped around my wrist.

What a sight it was to see. Her lips, nose, eyes, cheeks and forehead were splattered with my cum. She was crying and whimpering. I let go of her hair.

She tried to get up but I pushed her down again saying "Indu tujhay apni aukaad samaj aa rahi hai na ab. Chaat mera lauda apni zabaan say aur saaf kar. Phir uth aur apna muh dhokar kaam parr lag. Khana banaa. Aglay chaar dino tak tu aur main akele hongay. Sahab sushila ko lekar bahar jaa rahay hain. Tu tayyar hoja chudai kay liyey samjhi, saali randi". (Indu, you are understanding your role now. Lick my cock clean with your tongue. Then get up and go wash your face and do the housework. You and I will be alone for the next 4 days. Dad is taking Sushila with him. You be ready to get fucked hard, understood you fucking whore)

She reluctantly licked my cock clean and stood up and ran to the bathroom to clean up.

I pulled up my shorts and walked out of the kitchen. Went back to living room to pour myself another drink. Dad and Sushila came out of his bedroom after a few minutes. She was dragging a small stroller with her.

Dad laughed and said to me "Sushila to nangi hi rehenay wali hai jyadatar lonavala mein..kapday to sirf meray hi hain. Ha ha". (Sushila will remain mostly naked in Lonavala. The clothes are mostly mine).

Sushila was dressed in red kashta sari. She had tied her bun tightly and was wearing some jewelry. Looking very fuckable. I wished dad goodbye and took my drink and sat down facing the Arabian Sea enjoying the cool breeze and the prospect to non-stop fucking for a few days.

Life was good!