Turning My Maid Into My Keep
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Hi indian sex stories dot net, I thought it was about time I told my story. Been itching to get it out but didn’t tell anyone due to the inherent, decadent nature of it all. I am 41 years old and widower. My wife passed away some 4 years ago. I have a son and I love him very much. We are very close. Due to the nature of my business I had to travel out of Bombay regularly, almost on a daily basis. All this was ok while my wife was alive but since her passing it has become very difficult. I am blessed to have wonderful in-laws who decided they would house and take care of my son and I should concentrate on my business so that it would take away my worries and keep me occupied. My mom-in-law even went to the extent of telling me to lookout for a partner and get remarried as she did not want me to slip into depression. After an initial period of adjustment, my son seemed to become more comfortable with a new place and a new environment and I could focus on my work. I decided I should live closer to my factory which was on the Bombay-Ahmedabad Highway and hence decided to buy up a plot some 15 kms from my factory and built myself a nice little compact villa in an isolated area. It took me sometime getting used to but I eventually did and actually started liking the place. The nearest residents were some 10km away and that was perfect for me, I preferred living alone. My factory workers initially were very sympathetic to my plight and helped me out in every way possible. This one time I was invited by them during Diwali and offered country liquor and I had to refuse as I didn’t think it was right to drink with them. They even went to the extent of introducing a woman to me for sex. According to them she wasn’t a prostitute but would take care of all my household needs including the ones in bed. I had to politely refuse again. Then one day my driver who I had nicknamed ‘Captain’ came to me and told me he had left his wife. I was a bit stunned and knew captain had a bad drinking habit. He, however seemed adamant he wasn’t going back to her or taking her back. He had a couple of daughters and I asked him how they would fend for themselves and captain’s response was that his wife works as domestic help and will manage. I wanted to slap him for being so non-chalant but held myself back. I asked captain to send his wife over to my place as I was going away for the weekend to meet my son and needed my home to be cleaned. Told him I would pay her a proper wage. He agreed. That Saturday I was scheduled to leave at 8 am after breakfast and heard the door bell ring. I went out to take a look and found a woman in her 30s, totally beaten down, wearing a cheap yellow coloured sari but still carrying herself well in front of my door. She smiled at me as I came close to see her through the window, “My husband Tushar is your driver sahib. He told me you had some work. I am Malti”. I recognized her. “I have just woken up and am making breakfast, do come in”. She walked in and looked at the house and smiled at me again “Saheb I know about you. Most men like you wouldn’t be able to keep their house clean but you have done well”. I smiled back at her “Thank you. I had to. I can’t live in a dirty place. I hope you will keep it much better than I”. She nodded and went into my bedroom and did my bed. She later broomed and mopped the bedrooms on the first floor within no time and then finished off the ground floor too. She was quite excellent at her work. I asked her to stay for tea as I was making breakfast. She hesitated but on my insistence she stayed back. She approved of the tea and gave me some tips for the tea and dosa. I played along and nodded in approval. I left that day. Malti had left a very positive impression. As months went by Malti has become like the boss of the house. She even picked up the curtains of the house and changed them when she felt right. I didn’t bother as she did a great job of keeping my home spick and span. She even picked the Odonil and room freshner. I just stopped bothering with these things. At times she would also cook for me. She was a great cook. And then one day; It was a terribly rainy Saturday, Malti came in all wet and seemed irritated. I opened the door and told her that she should’ve not come or called me and I would’ve picked her up. She didn’t seem to want to hear anything and was quiet and on the edge as she went about doing her work. Me: Here wipe yourself with this towel or you will catch a cold. Malti: It’s OK. Who cares if I live or die? Me: I do. What’s the matter? Did you fight with someone? With Tushar? Malti: He is a bastard. All men are bastards I gave her a cold stare Malti: Except you sahib. You have been very nice to me. You haven’t made one lewd comment or tried anything in these last few months while the rest of the world just ogles me now that I have no husband. And its all because of that bastard Tushar. Me: Don’t be so bitter Malti and don’t put me on a pedestal. I know in my heart that I have had lustful feelings for you. We men are a very bad species. I guess some of us just have better control. Malti: I just wish that you hadn’t controlled yourself all these months sahib. I like you very much and I would do anything for you. In the last few months taking care of you has made me feel like a real woman. Me: Then let me make you feel like a real woman Malti. I have lusted after that body of yours so many times all alone. I long for you. I can literally taste you in my mouth when you are around. With this I walked up to her, pulled her closer to me by her waist. She let off an ooh as her body crashed into my chest. I then came closer and planted my lips on her lips and gave her a long kiss, I even pushed in my tongue and she seemed surprised as I think it was all new to her. I continued running my nails along her back, arousing her even more Malti: Saheb, I need this moment sahib. Me: Then give yourself to me. Say it. Once you do then I will do with you as I please. And what I please is absolutely dirty and nasty. I will make you do things that I really want. I then proceeded to bite her next while grabbing both her ass cheeks and splitting them. I pulled her sari up and felt the insides of her now super hot thighs. As I slid my hand in I felt her underwear and put 2 fingers in and reached for her glory hole and her clit with both of them. She let out a moan as I found both and then all I had to do was finger her to wet glory. I did. It didn’t take her time to start dripping. I then asked her to strip me like a God. She agreed. Malti: I am going to obey every order like my life depends on it. I will satisfy you like no other woman ever has. I am going to fulfill a dream of mine sahib. Me: I hope it’s a very dirty dream She had taken off my t-shirt. Now she was headed for my shorts when I took her hand and kept it on my bulge. Me: Do you know what this is? Malti: Thank you, sahib. Its hardness shows how much you want me. I love it. She kept feeling it before she pulled my shorts down along with the underwear and out it came in all its glory. She bent down and kissed the tip of my dick while loosening her ghaagra which came off in a jiffy. Now she held my dick in her hand like as if it was a handle and fully naked started pulling it while walking away. Me: Come with me. Let’s go up into the bedroom. It’s time for both of us. We must not wait. I happily consented by blowing her a kiss. As we climbed the stairs I caressed her ass and continued to tell her how I have wanted to do this so many times to her. She smiled and told me how much more she will allow me to do to her in the next few minutes. As we entered the bedroom. She came close to me and gave me a kiss. She came close to my ear and started nibbling on it while nicely caressing my hard dick in her hand. She told me she was on Copper T and we didn’t need a condom and if it was ok we could go at it wild. I agreed. I hate condoms. I picked her up and kissed her again and gave her some tongue. I then threw her on the bed and bent down and went straight to her pussy. She was not expecting that. I found her clit and pussy and dug my tongue in. The moans that filled the room in the next 30 seconds were deafening, to say the least. I raised my head to tell her everything I do she will have to repay 5 times and she was in full agreement. Basically, at the moment I could get her to agree to anything. She came in the next 2 minutes. She was all over me and could barely breathe, such was the cunnilingus session that we just had. Once she caught her breath I told her that it was time. She was surprised that I was not asking her to suck my dick. I assured her that she would have to allow me to come in her mouth 5 times as per our terms. She smiled and we kissed. I told her it was time for us to fuck. I told her she was about to see what getting fucked by a proper man was like. So I lay down and asked her to get on top of me. She did. I then proceeded to rub my dick on her clitoris to which she responded with a look of ecstasy on her face. I then gently slid my dick in her pussy. Her pussy was nice and tight but slowly and steadily with the help of all her wetness I nicely got it inside her. She was left gaping in sheer arousal as my entire dick was swallowed by her. Me: Oh looks like your pussy is really grabbing my dick. Seems to love it Malati: Of course it is. I always wanted to. I have had some dirty dreams about this moment. No wonder my pussy is grabbing onto it. It’s like a wish being fulfilled. Me: Come on baby now it’s all left for you to do. I said that as I grabbed her boobs. Malati adhered to my request and started carefully sliding herself up and down my dick. The juices flowing out of her pussy were dripping on to my body but it was so so enjoyable as I saw her boobs bounce and she enjoying the act with her eyes closed and biting her lips. I pulled her lips to me and then started pounding her. Malati: Oh that feels so good. Saheb pound that pussy of mine. Make me cum like I have never come before. I kept hitting her pussy and she kept moaning. I did not want to cum fast and was doing everything to make sure I didn’t. I had set a target to last over an hour atleast without cumming and doing all possible positions with Malati. So I then brought her down from above me and pushed her by the side and spooned her. I fingered her pussy just to feel its wetness and then asked her to slide my dick in from behind. Once done I started pounding her while pinching her nipples and kissing her and biting her on the neck. I was hellbent on leaving a love bite as a commemorative. I did. Then I asked her to get into reverse cowgirl position. She didn’t know well and I promised her that I would teach her slowly over a period of fucks I was going to give her. Right now she was on top in reverse cowgirl position and I slid her onto me and she was lying in a reverse position on top of me. She liked this position so much that she came hard all over my dick. She was speechless and was biting her lips. Me: Malati how are you feeling? Was it good? Malati’s body was shivering. She had not just cum, she was cum drunk. She was no longer in her senses and was moaning away to glory. I immediately flipped her around and went doggy on her. I held her arms because she was not in her senses and was falling off. I wanted the right angle and wanted to finally cum as I had been fucking her senseless for a very long-time now. I started pounding her from behind. She was moaning and asking me to go easy on her. I asked her if I should stop and she pleaded me not to. So I did what I wanted. I also told her to shut up and take it. It was my turn now and she would have to do what I wanted her to. She did not have any right or opinion. She mentioned that such dominance turned her on. I asked her if her husband could do this to her. She said no. I asked her to say my name. Malati: Oh sahib, please fuck it as you wish. I am your object, you have all the right to use and throw me. I am your bitch. Fuck me wherever, whenever you want. Me: Malati, from now onward I own you. You will do as I say. You will make yourself available for sex when I want. I am your master from now onward. You are no longer my servant. You are my keep. And you have no say in all this. Malati: Yes saheb. I will do whatever you say. I am your slave and your keep from now onward. Please don’t leave me. I will be like a housekeeper in the hall, a cook in the kitchen and a whore in the bedroom. I agree to do your biding. And with that, I came inside Malati. I jizzed like a horse. I jizzed so much that it started trickling down Malati’s legs. I then picked her off and slammed her down to her knees and then made her open her mouth and shoved my dick right down her mouth. She took it smilingly. She would heel from now onward. She was mine to keep. We then went in and took a shower together. I told her I would extend the bath to include a Jacuzzi so that we could do it in there too. She smiled naughtily. Malati: Aapko jo kahein woh, jaisa kahien waise. Main kabhi mana nahin karoongi. And so began my sex story. Malati was like a drug which led me to other adventures with other women. Stay tuned for my other sexploits.