He looked at me surprised and said “Sir I meant in life”, I said “Yeah OK, but for now you can sit on that chair”.He didn’t agree but I anyways plonked myself on the floor next to him, with my back to balcony wall. Desi indian I was his whore, the faster I understood the better it would be for me. Bending over my back and whispering near my ears he said “Sorry sir, tonight this ass is mine”. Finally after a month my security guard bought home a young chap, his name Guatam. Seeing I wasn’t responding, he just held my face and stuffed his ass on to it. I spoke about the monies and we agreed on an amount, since I stayed by myself, I asked him to be a stay in servant rather than a day job thing and he agreed.Things went fine for a while Guatam was managing the house well and I didn’t have to worry much, till about last week.
