Indian Gay sex story – Servant becomes my master – I

Hi everyone its me Sujit again. I am taking a small break from my “Becoming the Group Bitch” series. It will come again so dont worry. The reason for this is that series is part reality and mostly fantasy. But I would like to now share with you a story which is mostly real and part fantasy. To start with let me recap to you about me. I am 31 years old bottom gay. I am 5’7″ and 89kgs. I am plumpy guy with a chest full of juicy and huge boobs and with a very very small dick. Even when erect it increases to just 1 inches only. Outside I am just a regular guy but when with guys especially those a bit dominating, I lose my manly qualities. I also have a thing for South Indian guys. I feel, and this is strictly my feeling, that they are more manlier 🙂

This is a story that happened when I moved to Chennai for the first time as I got a job there. It was a new city for me. It is always difficult to get a room for a bachelor guy. But I was lucky. There was this home with 3 floors whereas the owner lived in a separate house in the same compound. Both the bottom floors were occupied by a group of college guys so the owner happily gave me the 3rd floor. It was the best room and had lots of privacy. Though the rent was more I loved living alone. The owner had no qualms about me living with friends and such as long as he gets the rent on time. I enquired in the neighborhood to get a servant as I am a cleanliness freak. I cook myself too but would love to have someone do it for me. That way I can enjoy my time. It was a Thursday and a long weekend. I gave my number to a shopkeeper of a general store around 3 kms away who said he knows someone who is looking for a place like mine. When I came back to my home, I got a call. A deep voice replied in a calm and heavily accented Hindi, “Hello, I got your number from Suresh. Are you looking for a housekeeper?”. I replied yes (noting amusingly that he said housekeeper not servant). He said that he can come tomorrow morning around 8:00am and come and talk to me about it. It was alright with me and we set up the meeting. As long as I get a good and decent servant (or housekeeper :-)) I was game for it. I didn’t have much around so there wont be any security issues. I now had the entire day and night to me and I wanted to make full use for it. I took a bath and brought out fresh lingeries for me. It was a red colored bra and a laced string panty. I noticed the hairs that have grown again on my boobs and felt frustrated. I had shaved them off last week only. Anyways I wore my lingerie and logged on to the net. I surfed on and on for wonderful buffed up dominating guys fucking feminine types. I kept on getting hard ons and precums. But as my pathetic small cock deserves, most of the orgasm happened inside my body. I had my dinner at night, kept on surfing more and don’t remember when I fell asleep.

Next day I woke up with a start when I heard the calling bell. It seemed to be ringing for sometime. I dashed to the door and suddenly realized I was still wearing last night’s lingerie. I immediately wrapped a dhoti around my panty and a white tshirt to cover my bra. I opened the door and was stunned with what I saw. Here was a tall, muscled and slightly dark complexioned guy around 26 years old with a thick mustache. He would be around 6′ height I thought and he really towered over me. I was stumbling over my words. He smiled and said he is Vinod and we talked the day before for a housekeeper. I looked at the clock. It was 8am. I said yes yes please come in. My dhoti was not tied fully so I was handling that as I asked him to enter. He looked at me and kept smiling. He took a look at the home and then we settled to talk. I asked him to sit in the sofa. I couldn’t ask that gorgeous guy sit on the ground. He settled himself and asked me what all work I would like him to do. I told him just the regular cleaning, washing and cooking. He said that usually cleaning, washing and cooking are all charged extra there and same person doesn’t do all. I immediately fell disappointed. But he cheered me up that he can do all three. But he would take Rs. 5000/- monthly. It was really costly and I knew as I had enquired around that many homes give 3000 individually for cooking and such. So I thought it was a fair deal. Moreover if it was not upto my satisfaction I can always change him. I asked him where he lived and he said he was living with friends at Perungudi. He could come everyday around 6am to get everything ready before I go to work and can come again in evening to clean up.On weekends he can be there whole day to help me. I was all happy with the terms. He asked me whether I had any questions. Like a fool I blurted out, “What is your height and do you work out?” And I instantly felt embarrassed. He laughed and said yes he works out everyday and his height was 6’1″. He asked me why did I ask. I told him that his muscles look very bulging and attractive. I was really red faced with embarrassment. But he never seemed to mind. In fact he was getting more happy and was giggling continuously. I suddenly realised why. My dhoti was again getting slightly undone and my lacy panties were clearly visible. I also noticed that my white tshirt didn’t exactly hide my red bra and looking at him, my nipples had gone erect and the tight fitting bra was bulging out. I got fully embarrassed and tried to cover both my bra and panty with the dhoti. I felt now more girly.

He instantly stopped me and said let me help you. I just couldn’t find any words. He asked me why don’t you come here near me. Even though he said it casually it felt forceful and I couldn’t dare to disobey him. I immediately got up and walked upto his sofa. As I did the dhoti completely fell down and I was now openly in front of him in my panties. I tried to get down to take the cloth but he asked never mind keep standing. Again I froze and didn’t disobey him. He now told me in a deep forceful voice, “Come closer. Let’s take a good look at you.” I came closer and kept my head down in shame. He got up and took hold of my t-shirt and removed it easily. I didn’t resist. I was very ashamed and also very excited to just wear a bra and panty in front of this younger guy who came here to be my servant (don’t know if that would be possible now). He held my head lightly and kept looking deeply at me. I kept my head down. He turned me around. I kept turning like a puppet. He asked, “When did you last shave your boobs? Let’s bring your shaving kit. Lets clean up your body.” I went back to go to the bedroom but he stopped me. He asked to stand in the corner and tell me where it is. I showed him the cupboard. He went and brought with him the kit. He suddenly realized there was no hair removal cream. He said he will go and buy it and he took some money from the cupboard drawer. He saw two long leggings there. He asked me to come there. I went. He turned me back and immediately used the 2 leggings to tightly tie me up. I was shocked. It pained a lot but he patted me on the head and gave me a long kiss completely chewing up my pink lips. It felt awesome. Then he said Good girl and threw me on the bed. He saw the keys and asked me whether these are the room keys. I said yes. He took them, locked the main door and went away.

I was shocked with everything that happened so far. Here I was enjoying my time and dreaming of hunks. Here I get one. But he turned out to be the guy who I wanted to hire as my servant. I don’t know how our relationship changed and what he will do now. I was scared a bit, I was ashamed yet I was very excited. It was close to an hour when he returned back.

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