Slave Of Deepika Padukone Pee
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Hi, this is Abhilash from Kolkata and this story is based on real true events that happened to me last week. This story contains female domination, humiliation, spit, toilet slavery. If this isn’t your cup of tea, then please leave immediately. I completed my college and after receiving the fashion design degree I wanted to visit my bua ji, who stayed with her husband and her son in Mumbai. My train was scheduled at 08:15 pm from Howrah station to Mumbai terminal. I reached Mumbai the next day at midnight. Bua welcomed me and asked me to get a Mumbai tour tomorrow. As his son is studying abroad, I took his bike and started my tour early morning. I planned my tour on the places where film stars stay. It was around 6:00 am when I was passing pali hill and decided to stop and smoke up my morning joint. I was smoking while I saw a tall figure jogging, and coming towards me. Well the figure was quite appealing so I started to stare, when she came near I was stunned to look at my dream girl, Deepika Padukone. She saw me staring at her, she didn’t give a fuck and jogged along passing me. Well, she was a dream girl, I have jerked a million times thinking of her. Coming back to the story Returned home. My uncle was an event manager and he proposed me if I want to work as costume manager. It was a good opportunity so I accepted it. Next day he arranged a meeting with Nilesh Gokhale, who happened to be a man who has contacts. As he was uncle’s friend he wanted to help and referred me to genia singh. She had a boutique in Mumbai. I showed her my work and she appreciated it, and I also told her that Deepika was my queen(in conversation) she said she can give me an opportunity to work for her. She asked me if I could work as an assistant with costume provider of Deepika. I went the next day and met her. Her work was, she arranged the dresses which Dipika would wear at parties. After the interview, I signed few discretionary documents I was asked to join the next day at Deepika’s place. She handed me an id. Next morning, I entered the villa of deepika. It was so clean, so good. My boss showed me the office and other rules, do’s and donts. I was not allowed to go upstairs. I started working managing her dresses, which was folding her dresses. 2 weeks passed by I haven’t met deepika yet. The next monday I was early there, to utter surprise deepika came down and sat in front of me. Guys, it felt the world stopped for the moment. She kept asking me something but all I could do is look at her face. However, I restricted my feelings and focused what she was saying. She said ‘tum abhilash ho right? Tumhare baare me suna hai, tum naye ho’. I replied yes. Then she said ‘tum mere liye ek kaam kar doge, mera ps abhi tak pohoncha nei hai, I am giving you a number. Call him, he is a plumber, bathroom me kuch leakage hai, usey aaj bula lena’ I said yes, she turned and went back. I was a dumb fuck, I kept staring her ass while she was walking upstairs. I didn’t notice the mirror. To the horror surprise, she was looking at me in the mirror and just smiled. After few hours she went for the shoot. I called the plumber and as her ps instructed me I went with him upstairs and entered Deepika’s personal toilet room. It gave me an instant boner. The plumber fixed the leak and went off. I thought, no one’s there let’s see her bedroom well. Near the changing room, I saw the most beautiful thing. Her jogging suit, sneaker and a hanger for washing clothes. I looked around and found no one, I went inside and touched deepikas sweat soked jogging suit. Guys, it was ecstatic. I sniffed the soaked suit and licked it. I saw the hanger and to surprise, I found her used white sports panty. I held it and started sniffing it, licking the parts which was moist with her sweat. I also could feel a hint of urine on her panty. I sniffed it hard.So that my lungs can absorb it all. I went downstairs, completed my work and rode back home and masturbated 3 times thinking of her panty. The next day I was early as usual. Deepika sent her maid that she was looking for me upstairs. I went to her office, she asked me politely to have a seat and then turned her laptop screen, where the video of I licking her panty was shown. I was shocked and scared. She politely asked me, ‘police k paas jaau ya tere uncle ji ko video bhej du?’ I was silent. She repeated her question and added ‘dekh tu chup rahega to dono ho jayenge, upar se chori ka blame bhi laga dungi’ I felt like a empty block in my brain and I told ‘kuch mat kijiye, meri galti ho gai’ she got up closed the door and mere samne aakar khadi hui. Boli ‘meri taraf dekh’ jaise hi upar dekha she spit on my eyes and started to slap me. She started saying ‘kyu kutta, mauka mila to dikha diya apna aukaat. Chut aur gaand chaatna hai tujhe, paseena chaatna hai saale pervert’ all these while she was slapping me. She slapped me around for 15min. I could feel blood coming out from lips. I apologized to her. Fell on my knees and asked for forgiveness. All she did was started kicking me on my face. She suddenly stopped and said ‘bhadwe, itna maara tujhe. Teri land khada kaisa hai’? ‘I always wanted to be humiliated by woman’ I replied. She was awestruck for a moment and started laughing. ‘tu janta bhi kya bol raha hai? Slave banna chahta hai tu. Kya kar sakta hai tu’ I said mai kuch bhi kar sakta hu. Har limit tak jaa sakta hu ‘clearly bol jo kehna hai’ I said mai aapki bhakt hu. Aap jo kaheungi mai karunga’ She said okay. Baad me mana mat karna. Kaam khatam kar aur raat ko yahi rukna. She said and turned around to open the door. Phir piche mudi aur pyaar se boli suno, mai upar dekha she jumped and kicked me again on face very hard and said raat k 9 baje upar aana, nikal madarchod Mai sochta raha kya hoga pura din aur upar pohoncha raat k wahi time. She asked me to be naked and kneel in front of her. She held my penis which was stiff and started jerking. Soon I cum in her hands and she wiped her hands. She said kal se tu yaha nahi ayega. Aaj raat yaha aakhri raat hai. I said okay Chal muh khol apna, and she started spitting in my mouth. Slap chal hi raha tha. She let her feet and asked puja kar in pairo ki. She was wearing a black short, jisse uski taange aur khoobsoorat lag ri thi. Mai pure pyaar se pair chaat raha tha. Then she suddenly farted. I took a whiff, wo chouk gai. She asked me ‘kya tu mera fart sniff kar raha tha’ I said yes. Wo boli ‘kaisa hai’ I don’t know why I said ‘bohit swadisht khushbu hai miss’ I saw her face she was disgusted and said its shit smell jo tu swadisht bol raha hai. Chal tujhe khilati hu. She took me to the bathroom and I saw the most beautiful thing in the world. She loosed her shorts and I could see her perfect pussy. I stated to breathe heavily. She went and sat on the commode. I voluntarily went there, knelt in front of her and kissed her feet. She said ‘tu ganda haiz, ab ganda karungi tujhe’ with this I went and kissed her pussy. She politely said open your mouth, deepika padookone started to pee in the mouth. It was delicious. I didn’t waste a drop. She said ‘accha laga? I said amrit jaisa. She laughed and boli look up.And open your mouth, she spits in it and she was looking at my eyes and she stated to.Shit looking straight into my eyes. She ordered me to look down. I saw a turd hanging from her ass. I said can I have it? She got disgusted and slapped me.She got an idea and turned around and asked me to lie down and clearly instructed if I miss one part, or if her shit touched the floor. She ll bust my balls. Guys, I saw the deepika ass cracking and a turd coming out of it. Gardan unchi kiya maine aur wo turd muh me le liya. Bada ganda swaad tha. But deepika padookone k sharir se nikal raha tha, ye sochkar mujhe khushi ho rahi thi’ mai pura khaa gaya. Phir wo jhuki and boli chal kutte ab gaand saaf kar chaatke. I did that. She said sab recorded hai. Yaad rakhna tera number hai phir bulaungi. This was the best day in life. If you liked the story, or any girl in kolkata wants a slave email at [email protected].