Lydia was presently jobless : the cotton-picking season had ended but she didn't complain : she had been well paid for her job as hostess at the stand of Sir Nigam's company. There had been just a minor problem with the cashier : he had paid just the half of what she had been promised by Sir Nigam and when she had protested, the man had threatened her of prosecution for alleged theft. He had even told one of the security men to beat her as a punishment for harassing company officers. She was just a Dalit girl and he wanted to keep the remainder of her fee in his own pocket. He didn't know that this particular Dalit girl had special connection with the top manager... She was quite aware that she would have to pay a special tribute to Sir Nigam if she contacted him but she was ready for it...
She was under Sir Nigam's desk, busy sucking him off while he phoned to the chief accountant.
-So you have the receipts attesting the full payment of the service provided by this girl! Ah it has been paid in two installments : rather unusual for a temporary job, don't you think so? And the girl has signed with her name in the first installment and would have pretended she was illiterate for the second one... Don't pull my leg : it is certainly a fraud! I want you and the cashier in my office on Wednesday!... No!... In person! A head will certainly fall! I just want to know whether the axe will fall a second time!
Lydia pulled back her head to thank Sir Nigam for his intervention :
- No need, lass! I just can't accept criminal offenses in my company! This son of a bitch tried to embezzle your wages but he could have stolen much more important sums on the company's accounts! When you start on this slope, there is no more limits : If you hadn't reported it to me, he could have embezzled millions of US Dollars in a few years and my company would have been put at risk : better cut a finger now than lose a whole arm later!
- I see but I just hope he will also pay for having me beaten by the guards!
- Retaliation? You keep interesting me, Lydia! A pity you didn't go to University! You could have become one of my top executives! Now what if you returned to your present job?
Lydia opened her mouth wide and engulfed again Sir Nigam's cock! It was so long that he went past her tonsils down to her throat. She had had trouble accommodating him into her gullet on their first encounter but he had forced her mouth and she had had the choice between choking to death or getting used to receive such a big intruder. She had finally opted for the second solution!
Sir Nigam then stood up and removed his shuridars (tight pants) and pulled down his boxer. He straddled his seat, exposing to her amazed eyes his buttocks. In his customary quiet tone, he described with the crudest words what he exactly wanted her to do... It was a dirty mission but one that suited perfectly her submissive yearnings : Sir Nigam spread his own ass cheeks to offer her a perfect view on his puckered hole... She bent down and licked the rim of his ass hole with her tongue. She had never done anything so dirty! She continued to lick him good and used her hands to play with his balls and massage his cock. Sir Nigam seemed to enjoy tremendously her ministrations as he moaned and groaned in obvious ecstasy.
Lydia was really aroused by what she was doing to her Master as she addressed him quite naturally. She could feel the heat increase inside her belly! She pushed her tongue deeper into the acrid hole. Sir Nigam just uttered a new command and she obediently started to lick his perineum from his swollen balls to his ass hole and back... Sir Nigam sighed deeply and suddenly covered her hands with his hot cum. Lydia continued to follow her master's orders : she stood up and placed herself in front of her Master so that he could have a nice view on her and she licked her hands clean like a cat. Sir Nigam was so excited that he spewed a last wad on the floor at her feet. That wasn't specified in Sir Nigam's orders but she just knelt on the floor and licked her master's semen from it with her tongue! Sir Nigam had personally studied her complaints and given his judgment : she could at least show him how glad she was!
Sir Nigam continued to play with her tits, her cunt and her ass until his cock was hard again. Lydia then sat down on a couch and opened her arms and legs to receive dutifully her Master. She swooned when he entered her, filling her up. He fucked her hard, wanting to reach his climax as fast as he could : he had some urgent meeting with customers and couldn't spend too much time with her... He left her filled with his semen, soiled but intensely happy!
She returned home to prepare dinner for Amit. She was richer than she had been when she had left but she felt guilty for the cashier : he had probably lost his job or he would soon! How could a simple submissive girl deprive a superior man from his job, even if he was a criminal! She promised herself never to repeat the experience : whatever the man had done to her, she shouldn't have denounced him!
Amit kissed her immediately on his return and unhooked her choli to free her tits. He played with them until her nipples were quite taut and she was helplessly panting. Then he pushed her against a wall, lifted her saree and her petticoat... Without any other preliminaries, he skewered her to the hilt and started to fuck her pretty hard. She was accustomed to such quickies when he returned from work and she enjoyed it when he used her that way : she felt then that she really belonged to him. When they slowly retrieved their calm, tightly embraced, he told her about one of his friends, Aamir. He was repairing a wall when he had fallen down and had broken a leg. He was encased in plaster from his waist down and couldn't do anything at home. His wife Eesha had to cope with their six children and her temporarily crippled husband. Lydia was idle for the time being, so she proposed her help for the couple :
-I could go shopping, prepare food, make the laundry or take care of Aamir. I could also do any menial chores for Eesha!
-I think that anything would really help them : they appear to be really in trouble! I will warn them about your arrival, let's say tomorrow morning, around eight in the morning!
-It will be perfect, luv!
The house of Aamir and Eesha was just two miles from Lydia's home. She was now accustomed walking on much longer distances. Her first reaction when she entered was utter repulsion : the stench was awful, just as if Aamir had not taken a bath for weeks! Eesha noticed her distaste :
-We have no running water and the river is rather far : Aamir is too tired after work to get there!
-Maybe but he could take a bus or try hitchhiking to the river! Do you want me to clean him with a wet towel!
-Wouldn't it be improper for a stranger woman to hand wash a man???
-Personally, I don't care! It would reduce the risks of infection of his wounds and limit the stench!
Eesha finally accepted rather reluctantly the offer. Lydia took two buckets and walked to the river, returning with a fifty pounds burden. At least, there was an electric kettle to warm the water. Lydia began by the feet that were in great need of cleaning. Then she turned to the toenails. They had not been trimmed for eons. Some of them were damaged, two were ingrown and all of them were quite dirty. Lydia had never realized how much Amit took care of his body! Then Lydia washed Aamir's legs, hands and arms. She had some difficulties obtaining that he removed his tee shirt. It was so dirty that it kept the same shape when it was thrown on the floor. Lydia threw it unto a bucket of warm water with soap along with his socks and his trousers. They would dry during the night and Aamir would have a much more appealing appearance on the next day. But Aamir adamantly declined to remove his loin cloth :
-Only my wife may touch me there!
- Don't be stupid! I won't harm you!
Just Aamir was completely stubborn! Lydia was rather exhausted when she returned to the kitchen with Eesha :
-I have never seen anyone so dirty : how can you live with a pig like him?
- Oh, Aamir is so gentle... He has never beaten me!
- At least! That would have beaten everything, indeed!
-And he is so caring when he fucks me! Most men hereby are really brutal!
On the next morning, it was Lydia who opened the windows and aerated the bedroom. The stench was considerably reduced, if still palpable... Lydia cleaned the room and noticed Aamir was following any moves she made but he seemed most interested by her tits and her butt. That gave her an idea. She voluntarily increased the swaying of her hips and bent forward when she was facing him to offer a nice view on her freely hanging breasts. When Aamir's eyes were about to jump out of their sockets, she innocently told him :
-Aamir, your wife is away for something urgent. She won't be back before noon! I've noticed you keep ogling at my tits and my bum! If you let me clean you below your waist, I might remove my saree and let you watch freely anything you want! Nobody will know it! Wouldn't you dream of a little romp with me in a clean bed!
-With my leg? Are you kidding?