Indian gay sex story – Servant becomes my master – II

Hi everyone. Thanks for such positive feedback for the last story. For those of you who didn’t read it yet, please do go through that to get the full context. Here is part II.
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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.

I heard the door getting unlocked. Someone entered and closed the door behind them. I was trembling with anticipation. The way he threw me on the bed was my face was towards the wall so I couldn’t see anything. The steps came near and I heard a click of a camera. Then a hand pulled me towards him. I saw it was my man. He had a digital camera in his hand. He told me this was a gift. And he didn’t know how best to use it. But looking at me he knew the true purpose of the camera. He kept on turning me with his hand and take pictures. Initially I was hesitant and kept closing my eyes and such. But then I realized the uselessness of it. If this strong man wanted he will take my pics and do whatever he wanted with me. And I had no power in front of him. After around 10 minutes he stopped. He kept the camera in the side and lifted my head with his hand and started eating into my lips. My lips hurt with his constant kissing and chewing but I couldn’t protest. I loved getting used by this man.

He stopped his kissing as suddenly as he started it. He lifted me in his arms (what strong arms – my 89kgs were nothing for him). He took me to the dining table and laid me on it with my face up. He untied me, made me lie down completely then again tied my hands and pants with the legs of the table. He did all of this very smoothly as if I was just a soft toy. My mid ribs were raised. He put his head under my bra and unhooked me. He then took the entire tube of hair removal cream and generously rubbed on my entire body except my panty covered cock. He used up total 2 full tubes. After applying it nicely and covering me fully in the cream, he went to the living room and switched on the TV. I just kept looking at him without speaking a word. I realized that since asking him the question about his height, I had not spoken a single word. It took all my courage to ask him, “Can you please give me a glass of water?”. He got up and brought me water and poured it in my mouth. Before I could thank him, he took out his socks and rolled it up and put it in my mouth. The smell was revolting but I got the message that I need to keep quiet. After around 10 minutes, he took out the spatula and with it started taking off the hair. Due to his generous rubbing and the effect of the cream, my hairs left my body as if they were ashamed to be on me in the first place. He took great care to remove the hair from every part of my body especially my boobs. He untied me slightly, then turned me over and tied me again. Now he again applied the cream on my entire backside. This time he didn’t wait for 10 minutes (probably because there was quiet less hair on my back). He again carefully made me devoid of any body hair on my back and especially on my ass and thighs. By now my panty was off me and my naked self was lying in front of him. He said, “You are my whore and servant from now on. I will love you and make love to you. But disobey me and you will be severely punished. I will untie you now. You will kneel down in front of me and that will be your whore position until I tell you otherwise. If you have understood the instructions, when I untie you, immediately go to your position. If you didn’t understand then there will be other consequences.” He untied me and without any delay I immediately knelt down before him. He patted my head and said good girl. You are Vinod’s Vinodini.

He said my friend is coming now. Get dressed in your bra and panty and go and make us 2 cups of coffee. My mouth was still filled with his socks. But I didn’t dare remove it. I wore my lingerie and went to the kitchen to fulfil his demand. I couldn’t believe that I have now become a servant for this aspiring housekeeper. And he will display me for his friends. Don’t know who his friend will be. The calling bell rang and Vinod shouted and asked me to open the door for his friend. I was scared over opening the door in this condition. But I was even more scared of disappointing my master (funny that my mind was already getting conditioned by him). I went up to the door and looked into the keyhole. It was a stranger and not one of the residents there. I opened the door. I can imagine the site that beheld that man. He exclaimed and gave such a long grin. He looked at Vinod sitting on the sofa and exclaimed, Wow Vinod. After a long day at work in the shop this is such a cooling relief. Vinod said, that’s Vinodini, my personal whore. I came to look for a job here but now he works for me. He loves getting off by looking at guys like us fucking bitches like him. See what he was checking in the computer. And he was such a whore, he even displayed himself like that in front of me when I came (such a liar). Now she will take care of me. Do me a favor Senthil and bring my luggage here tonight. I noticed that Senthil heard every word of Vinod like a puppy and obeyed him. Obviously my man is a gorgeous alpha man. “Did you bring your tools?”. I want the tattoo on her as early as possible. Senthil asked where do you want it? “Well one in the backside above his ass and one just under his boobs in the front.”

It took some time for me to register. What tattoo are they talking about? I don’t want any tattoo. But the socks were having their effect. My mouth was sore and my throat dry. No words could come out. Senthil told me, go and lie down on the table. I just didn’t move. Vinod asked me, Babe do as he says. I immediately went and laid down on the table with my face up. Senthil laughed – Nicely trained. I thought, who the hell trained me? Was I so pathetic that I accepted my position without even being asked to? But then I remembered Vinod’s face and physique. My god, thats a man and I was nothing. Senthil asked me to turn around. He took a pen and marked a spot on my waist above my ass. He did the same in the frontside below my boobs. I was scared that he will use some pin or something. God knows what disease and stuff it might have. But I saw that he was using just a permanent sticker. Not a pin. Thankfully this tattoo was reversible in future. Senthil asked Vinod, this will take time. What do you want on the tattoo? The reply – Property of Vinod Janardhan. To book contact 9********2. That’s my mobile number. Senthil grinned. Okay sure I will make it in both English and Tamil. Vinod told me, go and prepare the coffee now. Till then Senthil will be ready. I went to the kitchen. As I was preparing the coffee, I don’t know why but I got tears in my eyes. I controlled myself and prepared the coffee. I brewed it properly so that Vinod likes it. After 10 minutes I took it to him. He took a sip and gave me a smile. Senthil said he is ready. He will drink the coffee after the job. I went and laid on the table once more. Senthil came and told me this will hurt a bit. He immediately slapped a flat cloth on my backside. It burnt like hell and I shouted. But the sock blocked most of it and it was just a muffle that came out. He left it like that and asked me to turn around. He repeated the process under my boobs and this time it was more painful. He asked me to stand up and made me go stand under the fan. He then went away to have his coffee. They were chatting and watching TV for around an hour. After that Senthil came and removed the cloth and exclaimed. Wow its a beauty. Suits his body. Vinod came there and he was impressed. He immediately gave a 500 rupees note to Senthil (I couldn’t help but notice that the wallet was mine). He asked Senthil to leave and return back with his luggage at night. Senthil went off without a word. Vinod closed the door.

He asked me to come to the living room. I went there and again started crying. Vinod gave a smile and asked me to come in front of him. He made me sit on the floor and removed his sock from my mouth. He then opened his zip. I was shocked at what I saw. It was amazing. A 9 inch monster rod came out of it. Vinod proudly exclaimed, see the size. This is for you. It will be your gift. Don’t worry its not yet erect. I gulped down my throat. A 9 inch dick thats not yet erect. I always was gay but I have never been penetrated by a man. Having that thing in my virgin ass got me scared. Vinod asked, is my whore a virgin? I nodded my head. He again patted my head. Good girl. Saved herself all these years for me. He lifted me up in my sitting position and placed me on his lap. He took my head and snuggled and engulfed me in his chest. It felt so much warm and good. He said dont worry girl. You are mine now. You will be my good whore and wife. I will take good care of you. I just started crying. He immediately pressed me deeply in his chest. He carried me in his arms to the bedroom and placed me on the bed. He took off his clothes. Wow what a body. He was like a greek god, only slightly darker. He got on me and immediately inserted his dick in my mouth. I just couldnt stop my mouth and took the offering.

To Be continued in Part 3….. Please send your comments to [email protected]