How I Became A Permanent Slave To My Friend 8211 Part 1
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My First Slave – Part I free porn video
Hi all. I am Payal. I am a very dominating bisexual female. This is narrated by me but is pure fiction. To appreciate it more I need to give a few background details. If you want to hit the action more quickly then skip the next 3 paragraphs.
We (mom dad and me) lived in Andheri Lohkhandwala in Mumbai. Both my parents worked and I was left with alone in the house with a maid, Aparajita. Aparajita was a Bengali lady in her late 30s, she had never married. She was a very mild lady, and lived with us. It seemed she had no family as she never went home. I used to call her maushi. Maushi and I used to be all alone when I came from school. Maushi would cook me nice delicious meal and take care of my dirty clothes etc.
From as far as I can remember I had always liked the sensation in my private parts. When my periods started and mom explained me what sex was I was very excited, But was too shy to share it. One of the reasons that I was shy was that I got excited by males as well as females. I was confused as what could 2 girls do together. But liked the idea of feeling full grown breasts and being felt between my legs. The when I was 18 years old my dad gifted me my own personal computer with internet. It was 56kbps days that too with high disconnections. But it opened my eyes to a whole new world of online erotica. I always preferred reading a well written erotica over images which took longer to load. It was then I realized that I would be a very kinky and dominating girl in bed.
I did not let my kinkyness show in my day to day life. I always maintained a slight distance with my male friends as I was too scared. I was sure my closeness would lead to sex as I was becoming more anxious by the day.
My summer vacation had just begun. I was 19 years old, and uncontrollably excited. I was in my room when I heard something. I was not sure what it was and went out to check. When I could not find anything wrong I just went to our maid’s (Aparajita maushi) room. I was shocked to see maushi lying on the bed on her back, with her legs bent in the air and wide open. Her saree was pulled to her waist and she was furiously working on her vagina with her right hand and her left hand was pinching her nipples over her blouse. She bit her lower lips very tightly to stop making any sound and her eyes were shut. I felt getting very wet. I just stood there and watched her as she kept pushing her middle finger in and out of her slippery hole. Always making sure that every time it entered or exited her it would rub against the top of her vagina. I watched this for a minute but seemed hours. soon I was too weak to stand and left before I would make presence known. I locked my room and worked on my own vagina. I did not shoved my finger in, but just pressed the upper part of my vagina and rubbed it from outside. I was imagining maushi’s ample breasts and hairy vagina as I worked up my first true orgasms.
It as nothing like what I had ever felt. I could feel the world spinning around and my eyes loosing vision. I felt a very intense itch in my vagina. The itch was so intense it felt like pain. I was very sweaty and tired. I just lay there naked and went off to a short sleep. I went straight to the shower when I got up. Still thinking about Aparajita maushi. I rubbed myself once more in shower but stop immediately as I knew this would not be enough. Now all I could think about was how to have her.
I considered approaching her directly. But dropped the idea very quickly. I did not like to put myself in a compromising position. The only other approach was to approach her when she was into the act or to blackmail her. I decided to do both. I took my dad’s digital camera (a very expensive piece of equipment that I was forbidden from touching), and learned how to transfer images and format it. I then waited for the correct moment. Over the next few days I had realized maushi would be in action every afternoon. I had also decided where it would be best to take the images from so that her face and her open gates was visible. The D day arrived. I was scared. I was scared about getting caught by maushi. More than that I was afraid if I could not delete the images my dad would catch me. But my horniness was more than my fear. I peeked in the room and could see her legs up and her hairy vagina in display. I clicked from outside the door. The shutter’s sound was very audible. But maushi was oblivious to it. I entered the room and clicked more, maushi continued without taking any notice of me or the camera sound. I clicked some ten images and saved it to my computer. I was pleased with my work. Anybody would know it was her and what she was doing. I masturbated looking at those images and had another crazy orgasm. Finally I was ready to take some action!
The next day I was very excited. I was waiting for afternoon when Aparajita would be doing it again and I would have sex for the first time. I could hardly contain myself. Even my parents noticed my happiness. I could not take my eyes off Aparajita. Her beautiful breasts hidden in her blouse. Her tummy showing. I was loving the shine over her dark coloured skin. It took a lot of effort on my part not to slide my hands on her tummy and on her blouse. To kill sometime I went out to my friends place and told her that I would come after lunch. I had a key to the house to I would not disturb her as I would entered. I noticed Aparajita was visibly upset by the idea of me leaving but she recovered very quickly.
Finally I was back. The time had arrived. I could feel my vagina tingling. All I could think about was Aparajita’s hot body. I silently entered the house. Today she was not silent. I could hear moans of pleasure coming from her room. The door was slightly ajar. I was surprised at what was in front of me. She lay in the same position but with no clothes on. Her legs were wide apart bent at knees. Her right hand was busy fingering the bushy vagina. And with her left she was wildly pinching her nipples and pulling them. Her mouth was slightly open and moans of pleasure could be heard. Her eyes were forcefully shut. I just stood there and watched some time touching my own nipples and vagina over my skirt and t shirt. Then I decided to break the silence.
“Maushi what are you doing?”
Aparajita opened her eyes and was shocked to see me standing there. She hurriedly reached for her saari, beside her and covered herself behind it. She had a scared look and I liked it. No words were coming out of her lips.
“You are dirty woman. I am going to call Ma.”
“No, please don’t!” was all that she could say.
“And why not?” I inquired.
After a seemingly intense few seconds she said, “Please I beg you. I will never do it again.”.
“hmmmm!”, I hummed as if thinking what to do. “Ok, I might consider it. But you will have to do as I say.”
She nodded her head.
I told her to throw the saari away and stand up straight. She hesitated but compiled. I made her turn around as I inspected her body. Her head was down as I was looking at her. I touched her left nipple. She had very deep brown areola and long nipples. Her nipples were almost 2 cm long. I held her left nipple and pinched it slightly, she made a “shshs” sound as if in pain. I immedeately slapped her.
“Jab tum isko kheech rahi thi tab toh bada mazaa aara raha tha tumhe! (when you were pulling it, then you were enjoying yourself.)” I said and slapped her again. And I slapped her again. She was trembling now. I was enjoying myself.
I asked her to bring me a glass of water. She started dressing herself, I gave her another slap across her face.
“Tum jaise logon ko kapde ki koi zaroorat nahin hai. (People like you do not need clothes.)”
She looked at me, but immediately lowered her eyes and left the room. I inspected her clothes. I could see her white cotton panties. They were the large ones. And her cheap cotton bras. Soon she returned with a glass of water in her hand. I took it and splashed the water on her face. And threw the steel glass at her feet making her jump. I loved the way her breasts jiggled. And also her shocked face, not knowing what had warranted such reaction.
“Aise laate hain paani? Tray kidhar hai. (Is this how you bring water? Where is the tray.)” I said.
She left again after picking the glass, and giving me a nice view of her bottom. I told her to bring it in my room as she left the room. I came to my room and sat on my bed. She came with my glass of water. This time she was very careful. She had used the good glasses and had got it on the tray. When she gave me the glass she bent forward. This make her breasts hang. I ignored the glasses and played by swing her breast, pulling her nipples. She make no sound. Her face was absolutely expression less. I liked it.
After being satisfied I told her to leave the tray on the table and stand in front of me, by the wall. She compiled. I told her if I was to keep her secret she will need to obey my every word. Her response was a simple nod. I told her she was from now on going to lead a dual life, one in front of others and one with me. While she was with me she had no privacy. Which means she wears what I say and she cannot keep her doors locked. Not even while using the loo. She is to address me as “malkin (mistress)”.
she said “Ji malkin.”
Then I went to her. And asked her to spread her legs. She compiled. I touched her soft inner thighs. She trembled. I moved my finger slowly towards her bushy vagina. It was still very wet.
“Tumko bahot mazaa aaraha hai na? (You are enjoying it all?)”. She did not reply.
I caught a bunch of her pubic hairs and pulled. She whined in pain. I replied with a slap.
“Jab mein kuchh poochhoon to jawab do. (When I ask something then you reply.)”
She said “ji (yes)”. I pulled her ears making her bend. I brought her face close to mine and shouted “ji kya? (Yes what?)”
“Ji Malkin!”, was her reply. I slapped her hanging breasts just for the fun of it.
Then I went on to explain that she will be punished every time she makes a mistake. And her biggest mistake is playing with her privates. I will punish her for it now. I make her bend forwards with her hands on my beds edge. Her legs wide apart. She was instructed to stay in the position till I released her. I left her like this and we to look for some props. I returned with her used panties, my dirty socks, a swindle of thread and a 2 liter bottle filled with water.
First I made her take her tongue out. I put the crotch of her panties on her tongue and pushed them in her mouth. With just the elastic waist out. Then with the thread I tied her left breast by looping it multiple times around it. Then without cutting the thread I did the same with the right breast. Then I looped it across her breasts multiple times leaving a strong bunch of threads in between her breasts. I then tied the bottle there. I could see the pain in her eyes. She squinted as tears trickled down her cheeks. Next was the socks which went into her vagina. Of course the toes went in first. I used a pen to push if far in. Left the edge hanging out.
I lay on the bed admiring my handy work. And explained her more rules. She was never to wear panties again. Not even when my parent were along. Only exception was during her periods. Then she was to inform me and take my permission for it. She could never say no to me. And that I held her life in my hands.
Then I showed her the images I had taken. And told her that I had planned it for almost a week now. If she ever thought of ditching me then these picture would go to my parents and also would go public.
She just stood there motionless and cried silently. It was 5:30 pm. I first removed the socks from her hole. It was soaking in her juices. I wiped her face with it and stuck it to her nose. Then I cut the thread from her now deep red breast. The sudden rush of blood make her scream into her panties. I then took the panties out of her mouth. She was moaning loudly, and it was out of pain and despair this time. I ignored her. Told her it was time for mom n dad to return she should take a shower and put on her clothes sans panties. She was not to lock the bathroom while showering, I watched as she cleaned and cried. And she was to put all her panties into my cupboard. Needless to say she compiled.
Well folks hope you liked it. There are more parts to come if you guys comment on it. If you don’t then I will know that you lack taste and will not waste my time with you.
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