My Master Became My Slave

My name is Ranjana. I am 35 and recently became a widow, when my husband died of cancer. I was the only daughter of my parents, who though not very well to do, put me to study in Queen Mary’s School in Mumbai, where I studied till 10th. My father, who had a fairly thriving taxi business, died of alcoholism, and before that, he got me married to one Patil, who literally bought me. Patil used to be rough with me, and would often beat me up. We had two girl children, whom we put to school.My story starts with Patil falling ill. There was a gentleman who used to pas by our small house daily. We were doing business of selling milk. This person, after his walk used to come and collect a litre of milk, pay for it, stop by to chat for sometime and then leave, his house was close by in one of the high rises. One day he asked my husband if he could look for someone to come and prepare his evening meal every day. Patil said I could do it for him. He agreed to pay Rs.600 a month for this. My daughter and I would go and make his meal every evening. Jyothi, my daughter was very fond of him, and he would get her new clothes or take her and her sister out for a meal or snacks, especially on Sundays and holidays. I too, started liking him. He was tall, well built, with a nice smile and always was kind to all.Soon after Patil died. He came for the funeral and after that he came home and told us not to worry as he would take care of us, and that the children should continue with their studies. He also increased my pay to a thousand.About a fortnight later, as he came by he asked me if I wanted to go to Nashik to do the ceremonies for Patil, which I was thinking about. I told him so. He said that rather than go by bus, he would take me by his car, and after I completed the ceremonies, he would bring me back. I accepted. But at that moment, I knew that this journey would change my life forever for the better.Two days later, early morning, he came around 5 a.m. And both of traveled to Nashik by his car. It was a long drive but pleasant. We stopped at a couple of places on the way for tea, and around 10 reached Nashik, and checked into a nice hotel located on the highway. After a bath, we went to Triambakh, performed the ceremonies for Patil, and returned to the hotel.

The change in my life starts from here.We had our lunch and came back to the room. When I came out of the bathroom after freshening up, I saw him with a gajra in his hands, and coming behind, he placed it in my hair. I did not know how to react. But he did. He just took me in his arms, and placed his hot, wet lips on mine and kissed me deep. After a few moments, I responded with a sigh and opened up to his mouth, kissing him back as ardently. The last time that I had any sex was over two years ago, and now, to me, my Sir, was a godsend. It was ten minutes before the kissing ended, by which time we released into our respective mouths so much of saliva. Never did saliva taste so sweet! With a shy smile I started opening his shirt buttons, while he was removing the buttons from my blouse, and by the time, I came to his last start button he had unhooked my bra strap and had removed it from my body. He cupped my left breast in one hand, and kneeling down took the nipple of my other breast and gently started sucking it. I was in total bliss, and heaved a long, hot sigh, and clasped his head close to me, saying, “Suck me Sir. Harder, and with your teeth Sir.” He got up. “What is this Sir business? And where did you learn to speak such nice English? He asked, gently leading me to the large cot. And I told him of my early days and my schooling. “No Sirring me Ranji. Call me Raja. That’s my name.” I said. And went back to sucking her nipples, and kissing away her 36D breasts and the lovely valley between them. Never in my life did I have so much pleasure. I was wet below. As if realizing that, his hands went down slowly, and removed

My sari folds, and then my petticoat knot, and stripped them off me. I was now totally in the nude. He got up and looking at me said, “Ranji. You look like an Apsara! And you are even more .beautiful when you are naked. I hid my face again between my two hands, to express my shyness. And as I was looking at him between my fingers, he started undressing and in a few moments, he too was without a stitch on him. And he turned towards me, his manhood in full glory, erect and proud. I have never seen anything so large and lovely. “Master!” I whispered and drawing him close, planted a kiss on the head of his erection. He gently took my head in his hands, and bending down, again kissed me full on my lips, and slowly coming into the bed.From then on, it was a sheer play of love, lust and uninhibited sex for almost an hour.I kissed him wet allover; he sucked my tongue and then my breasts. I teased his nipples; he kissed me in my armpits, savoring its smell. I played with his erect manhood; he knelt down and started kissing my feet, and then sucking my toes. He turned me over and kissed me on my arse, and then going up, all over my back and then between my shoulders. I was no longer able to control myself and I lifted my self when he caught my two breasts and started teasing my nipples gently, and then at my prodding, rough. I turned myself now on my back, and pulled him to me, kissing him again thrusting my wet tongue into his mouth and slurping away. Slowly his hands came down, and once they reached the junction between the thighs, he started gently rubbing me there, wanting me to open up for him. And I did, most willingly. “My Raja! My Master. I am all for you. How much you helped us in our times of need and distress. I can never forget it. We never even asked you for help. I love you my Lord” she said. “I gave it, my Ranji, because of you.

Cant you see I am in love with you ever since I met you two years ago?” “I know” I said, and drawing him to me, again kissed him deep in his mouth, with my tongue twirling around his, my lips parted in a smile.And then, slowly, tantalizingly, I parted my thighs. “My master. Here. I am now all for you.” And I hid my face in my hands. He removed them, and started kissing me all the way down, lingering at my breasts, and then at my belly button, kissing them more deep than elsewhere. I was on fire and I was wet.At last his face came down between my thighs and gently parted them, looking at what I had to show him. Probably he was surprised to see it clean and without any hair. “I never had them” I said shyly. “You are like a lovely goddess, my sweet Ranji. I am going to enjoy you every moment and every inch of you.” Saying, he parted my pussy lips and gently blew there. It was lovely. Gently he dipped his face down, and with his moist lips, kissed me there. And then started lapping away at it. His tongue started probing in areas which I never knew existed. And every slurp of his made me ooze more, which he seemed to lap away and enjoy.” Do you like what I am doing my love?” He asked.’ Every bit my Raja. I never thought bliss would be like this. Lick me master. Suck me there if you can.” I said. And he did exactly what I wished for. I closed my thighs on to his head and thrust my cunt more into his mouth. He took me from below, raising me on my arse and his mouth was deep into my vagina. After some more tome, he came out, and lifting himself, he came up and we again kissed each other more deep then ever before, and I was roused when I tasted my pussy juice in his mouth. “I love you master” I managed to say. “I love you too darling. Let us have a night that neither of us ever had,’ he said. I was more than willing to do his bidding. I was starved of sex for nearly three years, and here was someone who I had

Been fancying ever since he came to our rescue, and I truly loved him. “Suck me master” was all I aid, and he was down onto my breasts sucking and teasing my nipples, one by one. Slowly his hands went down between my legs and parting my thighs, he opened my cunt lips, and gently massaged them. It was divine. I hugged him tight. And he then inserted one finger into my vagina and started probing. I was in heat and I was heaving with pleasure. I could feel my juices wetting his finger. He then inserted another finger in, and with two of them his probe was around, finally searching for and finding my G spot. He went to work on it. And I was kissing him all over his face, wet kisses that he seemed to like. “Ranji. My lovely, lovely Ranji.” He said and his pressure on the G spot intensified, taking me to such pleasurable heights that I swooned with pleasure. A little later I started squirting more of my juices. At this, he removed his finger, and brought his mouth down and lapped every drop that I had squirted out. I felt embarrassed. But I liked it. It was the first time that I was made to feel like a woman. “Anymore?” He asked. Shyly, I again pulled him up and asked him to suck my breast which he did hungrily.By now, we were both at our peak and we could not control ourselves anymore. “Can I come in?” He asked. “I am waiting for you my master. Come. Grace me and have me. Your slave and lover is hot all over for you” she said.He pulled me to the edge of the bed, and then lifting me up, positioned his prick right in front of my hole. A gently thrust and he was deep inside. It was like a hot knife going through butter.And then he started thrusting inside, gently at first, and then when I lifted=t my legs and wrapped it around it his waist, he went wild and it was like a piston gone wild. I could feel him in my womb. Every now and then, he would bend down and kiss me deep, or suck my nipple or play with my clitoris. “My master. My master. How I love you Raja.. Will you always be with me like this?” I asked. “Always my love.. For ever.” And as he said it his load started spurting deep into me, lifting me into heaven. My arms were around him, my legs clasped around him. As he emptied himself, he looked deep into me and winked. Getting off me, we were both clasped to each other, our lip locked together and his hands on my breasts.I had found my keeper.