The night air was cool as Urvashi, Meghana, and Mahesh left Brinda's flat. The poker game had wound down, with Chaitra securing most of the wins, but the mood was light as they prepared to return home. Meghana took the driver's seat on the bike this time, and Mahesh sat behind her, aware that he still had two more days of servitude left. Once again, the two superior women took a great care to ensure that no one was on the road.
For Mahesh was naked! Completely naked! Not a stitch on!
He still had two days left in his naked servitude towards Meghana, Urvashi and their mother. However, he fully trusted them and there was no hesitation as he climbed behind Meghana. As they rode through the quiet streets, Mahesh decided to test his theory about Meghana. Already sandwiched between them, he wrapped his arms around Meghana's waist. A second later, he moved them upwards to her breasts. To his relief--and mild excitement--Meghana didn't object. In fact, she seemed to lean into it, and instead of taking the direct route home, she opted for a longer path, weaving through unfamiliar streets. While Mahesh enjoyed the feeling of being close to Meghana, the extended ride made him increasingly nervous. The longer they were out, the greater the risk of someone seeing him--completely naked. His heart raced at the thought, but thankfully, no familiar faces appeared. Eventually, they reached Gowri's house, and Mahesh sighed in relief as they entered.
As they walked inside, Gowri stood waiting in the kitchen, a soft smile on her face. "Ah, there you are, Mahesh. Good timing," she said sweetly, motioning toward the sink. Piles of dishes were stacked high, deliberately left untouched for him.
"And tomorrow," she added with a playful tone, "is sheet and pillowcase washing day."
Urvashi grinned, and Meghana's eyes sparkled with amusement, pleased to hear about the extra load.. "Good luck with that, Mahesh," she teased, leaning against the doorframe, clearly pleased with his extended tasks. Despite the growing list of chores, Mahesh smiled back, still willing to help and serve.
When the others had gone to bed, Mahesh approached Gowri. "Gowri aunty, can I speak to you privately for a moment?"
Gowri raised an eyebrow. "Privately? The only place we can talk without waking the others is the terrace. Come."
Mahesh blinked, uncertain if he had heard Gowri correctly. "The terrace?" he repeated in a low voice, hoping she might reconsider. But Gowri was already on the move, walking toward the stairs with purposeful strides, not even bothering to glance back. It was a mark of her superior hold on him that she did not even think he would disobey. Mahesh, knowing his place in life, followed her. With each step, Mahesh's pulse quickened. The terrace meant being exposed to the outside world, and he wasn't dressed as himself--he was not even dressed, a constant reminder of his position and punishment. What if someone saw him? The thought filled him with dread. And yet, the same thought of being seen by someone new, especially a new woman, was causing the opposite effect on his cock. With each step, he felt a fresh wave of arousal and by the time he reached the last step before entering the terrace, he was in his fully engorged, erected state.
The terrace lay open before him, bathed in the dim light of a streetlamp from below. The expanse of space offered no cover, no protection from the eyes of the world. Taking his first step onto the terrace felt like stepping into a spotlight, where every insecurity - just like himself - was laid bare. As he walked in, he quickly glanced left and right, and thankfully, no one was present. There was only chair on the terrace, and Gowri casually sat there, waiting for him to kneel.
Once again, it was a mark of the superior hold she had on him. Without a single spoken word, Mahesh took a deep breath and with a racing heart, he stepped fully into the open, hoping that no one would witness him in this vulnerable state. She extended her feet, he kissed them both and knelt in front of her.
His heart raced as he spoke, "Aunty, I think Meghana likes me... and I... I want to ask her out."
Gowri's eyes widened, and she smiled warmly. "Oh, Mahesh, that's wonderful! Go ahead."
Mahesh felt a weight lift off his shoulders, but he quickly added, "But there's something I need to tell her. I know you told Urvashi and Meghana that my punishment was because of my masturbation. But the real reason... I insulted you. And I'm afraid of how they'll react if they find out."
Gowri's smile faded into a more thoughtful expression. "And, why would they find out?"
Mahesh firmly replied. "I can't date Meghana without her knowing the truth. She deserves that honesty from me."
Gowri sighed but saw the determination in his eyes. "Come on, Naked boy. I appreciate you trying to respect my daughter. But, you are being a fool. They are taking advantage of you. Go and take your advantage right back."
Mahesh, however, was firm and finally Gowri replied. "You can tell her tomorrow morning. I'll stay back to protect you, just in case things get heated."
Mahesh nodded, relieved but still nervous about what the morning would bring. The next day, Urvashi and Meghana pitched in to help with the laundry, even though they had the power to make Mahesh do it all by himself. Meghana, especially, seemed lighter-hearted, teasing Mahesh and chatting more frequently. As they scrubbed together, she brought the conversation around to a place Mahesh had been preparing for.
