Maid To Slave
Hello to every reader, I am Aahaan (20), studying in the final year of my college. My maid Sunaina is 25 years old, 5’5″ tall, petite, but with full boobs (sort of perky and juicy), 34-28-30, mother of two, and has been working for my family since I was 16. When she started working for us, she was unmarried but it’s been 2 years since her marriage. She trusted my mother quite a lot, due to which she would consult her with everything. Literally everything. From her house life, married life, periods, education (she was moderately educated), mobiles, etc. The last one, mobiles, was what led her into my trap. She came for her usual work one morning and I had been eyeing her for quite some time. The sway of her hips and bounce of her boobs every time she bent for mopping. That particular day, she didn’t wear any panties. How did I know this? She was wearing white leggings, which were very thin since it was quite humid and hot. She was on the floor, mopping, when I saw a clear wet, camel-toe. I knew that I had to do anything to make her my slut, that’s when a plan formed. It was an elaborate one. She had a secondhand smartphone, which she left on the dining table while she cleaned. When she was cleaning, I took her phone and took it with me to the terrace. Now, I set up some nasty things on there. Like, I opened up porn browsers, nude images, double penetration images, etc. I knew that she didn’t know/remember to close her phone tabs since there were a billion tabs already open. I cleared all of them, except the porn ones. The days went on, and I would do it every day, and every day, I would hear her converse with my mother about how a “virus” in the phone was causing it to open these sites. My mother would ask me to fix this, obviously, so I would just tell them that it was fine now and that maybe her children were repeatedly downloading a game causing the virus. Then came the next step. I took the phone and a sexy porn image, one with mia-khalifa getting double penetration, and drooling all over her tits, and set it up as her wallpaper. Now I used an app on her phone which would slideshow some images, to not make her suspicious that I set up that wallpaper. The very next day she came to our house, and my mom asked her, “Theek hua kya ye?” {Did your phone get fixed?} “Haa, kuch to hua” {yes somewhat” } Sunaina replied, but she looked uncomfortable saying that. I knew she wouldn’t be able to tell my mother that her phone had a porn wallpaper. After a few minutes, she came to my room for cleaning and gave me a side-eye. I thought I was busted… but the opposite happened. “Bhai, (she called me brother/bhai since she knew me since I was a kid), ye mere phone mein wallpaper virus ne pata nahi kaise laga diya. Please dekh do” {Bhai, please see what the virus did, please correct the wallpaper na} “Arre haa-haa didi. Ek second” and I saw Mia-khalifa scrolling through the page. Then I thought of teasing her with it, “Ye wala wallpaper?” {this wallpaper?) I said as I showed her the sexy and seductive image. Her cheeks flushed pink and she immediately grabbed my hand and lowered her phone. “Koi dekh lega!” {someone will see!} “Arre, koi nahi dekhega, aur isme galat nahi hai, aapne bhi kiya hai” {no one will see. Moreover, what’s wrong with this? You have done it too.} “Bhai, par, itna nahi. Ye to bahut zyada hai” {Bhai, but not this much. She is too much.} I smiled slyly, as I knew she was getting used to these sexy images. Then I pretended to correct it, while I downloaded a spy-logger application on her phone, causing it to record everything on her camera. I also set up other images in between the slideshow and just said that it was fixed. For the next few days, she didn’t come back to me to get it fixed, at which point I was worried about what might have happened. I started to worry a lot, thinking my plan to make her my slut had failed. But then, as a last chance, I decided to check her phone, to see if it had any recordings. She was mopping the floors, in her tight white – wet kurta with a pink bra underneath (which was clearly visible) and red leggings. I snuck up to her phone and opened her gallery. BINGO! She had multiple recordings, most of which were useless, but two recordings were what I found. One had her looking into the phone and just pressing her boobs. There was no one in the background, just her alone. Her face was clearly visible, and her boobs were scrunched up. The second one was the bigger jackpot. She had her phone in hand, and she had no bra on. Her perky, large nipples were erect, almost to the point of bursting. Small drops of breast milk wanted to escape her tits. She had her lips clenched in between her teeth and the other hand going down below. The little fapping sounds, fap-fap-fap-fap, were the music of the video. Then her moans started. I shut the video and immediately transferred it to my phone. Then I planned the final stage. I picked a day when no one was home, except me. Two days later, on the big day, Sunaina came to my home and, as usual, kept her phone on the table, dropped her dupatta on the chair, and tied her hair. I grabbed her phone and went to my room. Three more recordings, with that slut moaning and fapping loudly. “Slut, now I am gonna taste you”, I thought. Then I set up the most sexy video of them, on the TV in my room. I selected two other videos and set them on each of my desktop monitors. Then she came to my room for cleaning. She didn’t notice the videos at first, but then the moaning part started. Her face went pale, and she turned towards the TV and then towards my monitors. I stood there grinning. “Didi, aapko to ye sab bahut pasand hai.” {Sis, you like them very much, right?} “Ye!” she stuttered. I took out my cock, “Ab aapki pyaas bujhni chahiye.” {Now your lust should be satisfied.} Hearing this, she just dropped the broom and fell to her knees.