Neeta was worried. If was almost 10 in the morning and the usual text message had not arrived. She was keeping her phone in one hand as she taught the class, apprehensive that she would miss the incoming text message tone.

She taught the class as attentively as she could, knowing that her students were watching her attentively. She was their science teacher and they loved her for both her teaching skills and her youthfulness.

It was soon interval time at school. Still, the message was to come.

Reluctant to spend her time at the staff room, she walked to the library. The young library assistant, Gopal, scanned her from top to bottom. Neeta pretended not to notice.

Those were her orders.

Neeta dressed slightly provocatively for a school. Her sari would be tied below the navel and despite the front covering her belly, one could catch a glimpse of her deep round navel from time to time. She was not supposed to intentionally deny onlookers.

In addition, her cleavage was prominent in her blouses. She always wore beautiful colors and wore high heels. A sizeable chunk of her back would be naked in her saris and her shapely bottom would be highlighted in her dress.

People did not know the other detail of her dress to work. She wore panties only a few days a month, when she was having her period. Her Master had expressly forbidden her to wear them on other days. Under no circumstances was Neeta allowed to wear panties or similar attire.

Neeta smiled at Gopal, thinking what would happen if he knew that she was not wearing panties.

She heard the message come at that same moment as her phone vibrated. She opened the inbox, knowing it was him.

“What are you thinking at this moment, slut?” the message asked.

Frantically she typed. “Worried about the delay in the text message Master.”

“You do not have to worry. I choose my time to write you, and you know it.”

“Yes Master.”

“Good. I will send you a message on Facebook. I want you to follow all directions given. Today is Friday and I will have you with me till Monday, okay?”

“Yes Master.”

After school, Neeta went to the library for some more reading. She texted her Master and informed him of her decision to get a bit late at school. Her Master allowed her to do as she wished.

“Check Facebook now!” a message came while she was in library. Neeta logged onto Facebook from her phone and saw the message.

“You can do as you please today, but be ready for me at 9.00 p.m. sharp,” his instructions began. Then there were directions as to how she should get ready and where she should stay.

Neeta was staying in the upper story of a house with two other friends. The owners of the house were living in the ground floor. Her friends were leaving for their hometowns and were not expected back.

She told her landlady that she would be also leaving in a little while. She did not tell her that she was going to sneak out only that night. She had a key to the padlock of the gate if it came to that. But she knew that the gate would not be locked by nine in the evening.

The challenge was to sneak out unseen.

As the time approached, Neeta had a wash. She did not want wet hair and therefore did not shower. Once she was dry, she walked naked to her room and proceeded to get ready.

A few minutes before the time, she took a last look at her figure in the mirror. Then, feeling extremely apprehensive, she left her room.

Neeta climbed down the metal spiral staircase as silently as possible, carrying her running shoes. She put them on once she had stepped off the staircase. Then she walked towards the gate as silently as possible.

She was extremely fortunate for the family downstairs was in front of the TV.

Neeta walked along the by-lane, thanking her stars for it being dark at this time of the night. The solitary lamp post at the end had been devoid of a light bulb for ages, and this night she thanked the excellent maintenance of the roads. Once she was close to the main lane, she looked at her phone.

Just one minute to go.

Neeta did not dare open herself to the main lane, for fear of being spotted by the random person on the road. It was still not yet late and she was worried because of the way she dressed.

She was carrying her bag in which she had her phone and some essential items. She was wearing her nose stud and shoes. There were no earrings and no other jewelry. According to her orders, Neeta was not wearing any clothes.

One minute was not too long. But, it was too long for a naked girl in the road. Every second counted and a minute has sixty of them.

She saw powerful headlights and figured out that it was her Master’s vehicle. She looked at the street without revealing herself and saw the luxury SUV. Reassured, she came out and stood at the edge of the road.

Ramesh looked at the beautiful sight in front of him. There was this naked girl standing by the road, holding her hand as a shield against the headlight. Her other hand briefly went over towards her naked crotch and then returned to grip her bag. He had instructed her not to cover her nakedness in any way.

His eyes, prompted by her hand, travelled to her crotch where a triangle of black curly hair greeted him. “We’ll do something about it” he thought as her started scanning her body. The beautiful hairline from her crotch ended at her deep, round navel. Her heaving sizable breasts were capped with large areolas.

“A navel piercing and a clit piercing but no nipple piercing” he thought as he considered the possibilities.

With a girl like this at his beckoning, possibilities were too much to even think about.

With her wide hips and rich buttocks, he considered her to be well suited to be a mother in due course. But that was a long way ahead.

Ramesh stopped his vehicle so that she could open the front door, the only mishap being the door being locked. He did not want to open it at once. She tried to open the door and upon failing, she looked inside in disbelief.

He could not see her face properly, but he imagined her expressions nevertheless.

Deciding to act mischievous, he pushed on the accelerator slightly and the vehicle started to move. Instinctively, Neeta pulled back and then, when he sped away, started chasing. She soon gave up, remembering that she was stark naked.

The vehicle stopped about a hundred meters away. She stood there transfixed. Her phone chimed its incoming message tone.

“Walk! No running.”

She knew she had to obey, and started walking. Ramesh watched her from the back windscreen and was satisfied with her speed. He unlocked the door and let her in.

“Oooh! It’s cold” Neeta said as she sat on the seat.

“Those seats are not meant for naked women,” said Ramesh.

“As if I came naked out of my own choice” Neeta said smiling as she put on the seat belt.

“You did not have a choice, did you?”

“No.”

“Good. Got the seat belt on?”

“Yes”

“Spread those legs,” Ramesh said, pushing his hand in between her thighs and reaching for her vagina. “You forget certain simple things.”

“Sorry Sir,” she said complying with the order. He rubbed her pussy for a little while and reached for her right breast to pinch her nipple. Then he accelerated the vehicle.

Neeta sat there, frightened and cold, as the cold air from the condition mouths hit her naked breasts. She was afraid of being seen by someone in her nakedness.

“Sir, what if a policeman stops us?”

“Don’t worry. We’ll bribe him.”

“You give money?”

“Yes. If he refuses, you’ll give him a blowjob.”

Neeta looked at Ramesh. “That will be quite a bribe.”

“Would you suck a policeman and swallow his cum?”

“If that is what you decide Sir,” she replied.

“Good girl. I am proud of you.”

“Thank you Sir.”

Neeta stared at the road ahead, thinking of her future. She had been with Ramesh for only a few months. However, she had made the fatal mistake of letting him find out the sex tape of her and her former lover. It was in her laptop and she had not wanted to delete it. She did not know if her former lover, Sandeep, still had a copy. But she did not think so.

Ramesh, who was a wealthy businessman eight years her senior, had promised that the secret will never be out. In return, she was to be his slave for all intents and purposes.

He promised that she will start to love every part of her new life. Neeta wanted to believe because she had no other option.

Until now, Ramesh had been relatively lenient. She was supposed to send him a text message each morning with the basic outline of the day. He would respond with anything essential if there was. Or he would approve of the routine. She was to expect a message any moment. There could be tasks for her given by him at any given time. Of course, she was not allowed to wear panties, except when she was having her period. She was not supposed to wear brassieres at home.

She would send him pictures of what she was going to wear if she was going out. Her dresses were not too long and going without panties excited her somewhat.

Today was the most daring of her days, by far. She never thought that he would make her come out naked.

They turned to a small by lane with only a handful of houses on either side. At the corner, there was a big gate. The vehicle stopped in front of it. Ramesh picked up a remote controller and opened the sliding door. He drove the vehicle in and parked in front of the main door.

“Well princess, welcome to the mansion,” he said. He closed the gate behind and climbed down the vehicle. Walking to the passenger side, he opened the door for her.

“Come, my slave princess,” he said. “We have a lot to do.”

Neeta climbed down the vehicle, taking his arm. “Keep the bag in the vehicle. You will not need it now,” Ramesh said. She kept it on the seat and stepped away from the vehicle.

“Our weekend will begin right now” Ramesh said, placing his left hand on her ample bottom. “Take this key and open the door. You may leave your shoes by the door,” he added.

Ramesh did not remove his hand from her buttocks as she walked the few steps to the door and removed her shoes. Then, as she unlocked the door, he reached for the crack between her ass cheeks and gently tickled her pussy.

“Ladies first, when it suits me,” he said and signaled her to enter before him. He tickled her pussy as she walked in, and even when she was inside, did not remove his hand. With his free hand, he switched on some lights.

What she saw was a beautiful living room, with a set of chairs by a glass wall which showed the back yard and a spacious area in front of her. There was a door to her front and a door to her left hand side. The staircase to the upper floor was next to the door on the left.

“To your left is the kitchen, and in front is the TV room. We have a bathroom beyond the stairs,” Ramesh said, stepping a few paces towards the TV room with Neeta. Then she was able to see the door of the bathroom.

“This will be your home this weekend,” Ramesh said, gently pushing a strand of her hair back with his free hand. “Interestingly, you will be dressed this way the whole two days.”

“Sir,” Neeta said, in a worried tone. “What if a visitor comes?”

“Let’s hope no one visits us this weekend,” Ramesh said mischievously. “But if a visitor comes, you will be expected to treat them as any woman of a house does. Of course, they will be treated to an eyeful of your sexy naked body.”

“I hope no visitor pays us a visit then, Sir.”

“Let us see dear girl,” Ramesh replied.”Let me show you my humble palace little one,” Ramesh said, gently patting her on her naked buttocks. “TV room first.”

Neeta walked towards the TV room with Ramesh’s hand on her buttocks. She saw a big screened TV with a home theater sound system and a cushioned sofa set. It was a spacious place to watch TV.

The bathroom was small, with a small shower area. The kitchen was relatively spacious.

“Let’s go upstairs, after you,” Ramesh said, guiding Neeta out of the kitchen. She climbed upstairs, giving him an eyeful of her ass.

There was a living area where the stairs came to an end. There was no furniture in this area. There was just one door, to her right hand side. They went in to find a spacious bedroom with a master bed and a table and a full length mirror. To her left was another door, leading to a bathroom with a large Jacuzzi.

“How is it?”

“It’s wonderful Sir,” Neeta said.

“But of course, you will have to earn the right to use all these facilities. It will be at my discretion only.”

“I understand Sir.”

“Go downstairs, and kneel in the living room, by the door, facing the stairs. I’ll be back.”

“Yes Sir.”

Ramesh watched her as she walked away. Yes, she had one of the prettiest asses he had ever set his hands on. None of his long lasting women had escaped a hard spanking. Some women loved to be spanked. Some others were ‘converted.’

He made sure that they loved everything he gave them, including spankings.

He had meted out a number of spankings to Neeta, for various reasons. She naturally liked it when she was spanked. Usually her ass would end up getting a light shade of red after a spanking. She will now have so much more, he thought mischievously, as he opened a drawer in his table.

He went downstairs shirtless. She was standing on her knees. He stood in front of her.

“You can rest your ass on the back of the heels,” he said, and she complied. “Spread your legs. Your cunt should always be visible and available. Understood?”

“Yes Sir,” she replied changing her posture.

“Hands on thighs, palms facing out. Thrust your breasts forward” he added. Neeta changed her posture again.

Ramesh circled her once and stood in front of her. “This is good. This will be how you will present yourself on your knees. Your cunt will always be displayed and accessible.”

“Yes Sir.”

Ramesh walked over to her, reaching for his pocket and producing a collar. He tied it around her neck and stepped back to see his work.

“Nice,” he said. “Now I can attach a leash when I want to lead you.”

Neeta looked down. Ramesh came up to her and spoke to her. “Do you feel good?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good. I will inform you of some ground rules here, okay?”

“Okay Sir.”

“Good. While you are here, you will be naked, always. You might wear accessories such as a collar or a leash and so on. But basically you will be naked irrespective of the occasion. Even with a visitor around. I do not think children will visit here. The adults who visit here would have seen enough naked women not to get shocked. You will act normal, if I do not order you anything special. Understood?”

“Yes Sir,” Neeta said, feeling apprehensive. She was not feeling happy about the prospect of being seen in her birthday suit by other people.

“And you will do as I tell you. If you want something, you have to ask for it. Even when you want to go to the toilet you will have to ask for permission.”

“Yes Sir.”

“You will crawl at home, if not told otherwise. Okay?”

“Okay Sir.”

“Good, that is it for now. It’s time that I fucked you tonight. Ever since I saw you naked on the road, I wanted it.”

Neeta smiled slightly. She knew he admired her body and it made her happy, irrespective of being his slave.

“You may take my clothes off and start worshipping it,” he said.

She unbuttoned his jeans, unzipped it and pulled it down. His half erect cock could be clearly seen under the boxer shorts he wore. He removed the jeans out of his legs and stood up straight for her to pull the shorts down.

Neeta looked at the large black monster nestled in a thick jungle of hair. She loved the smell and the taste of it. This was her biggest problem. She never had met a man who could please her like Ramesh did. She was so unashamed of her sexuality with him. She wanted to be with him, as anyone he would want her to be; even a slave.

Neeta cupped his balls in one hand and started licking his cock, holding it from its base. She swallowed it up slowly after she had applied enough saliva. Then she moved to and fro, continuing to cup his balls. She alternated several times in licking his balls and sucking his cock.

“Bend over. I want to fuck you doggie,” Ramesh said. She gently complied, falling on hands and knees with her ass up.

He crouched and started licking her. She was already wet.

“My goodness, this bitch is on heat,” he said and slapped her ass. Neeta cried in pain, and the humiliation of being called a bitch in heat. She always felt humiliated to be called a bitch.

She did not have much time to ponder. Ramesh pushed his cock against her vagina and gently pushed in. It went all the way down, before he started making thrusts. These soon became fast and deep, thrusting into the deep inside of her body and soul.

He reached under her and found her breasts, which he fondled for a while. He then grabbed her by her waist and continued to fuck her, occasionally slapping her ass.

As he neared his climax, Ramesh accelerated and started spanking her hard. Then he grabbed her tight by her waist and drove in strongly. He erupted inside her, driving in hard in a final thrust.

He waited inside her for a long time before pulling out. Some of his cum was already leaking out.

“Lie down and cum for me,” he said.

He sat down on the sofa and watched as she played with her clit. Cum leaked out of her pussy as she played with herself. Ramesh did not care. He wanted her pussy to leak as much cum as it would.

Knowing his eyes were on her pussy only made Neeta even hornier. She was unashamedly his and relished at the fact that he could see her masturbate.

Her mind flew off somewhere far away as she climaxed explosively.

Ramesh waited until she had returned to her senses before moving close to her.

“On hands and knees, ass up, and kiss my feet,” he said. She carried out his orders and kissed him adoringly. She worshipped him, genuinely, especially after she was sexually satisfied.

“See, you have leaked cum on the floor. Lick it all clean!” Ramesh ordered.

Neeta felt slightly ashamed when she saw the puddle made by his cum leaked out of her pussy. She moved her face there, still on her hands and knees.

“Clean it up, slut!” he said spanking her hard.

Neeta started licking her Master’s cum from the floor. It gave her some trouble as it refused to leave the floor. But she managed to lick and suck it all up and swallow.

“Good girl,” Ramesh said, crouching near her and patting her head. “Walk to the bedroom now.”

Neeta stood up and saw him looking at her in displeasure.

“Bend over, foolish slut!”

Neeta bent over, trying to figure out what happened.

“You know, slave,” Ramesh spoke. “As your Master, I own you and I can do anything I want. But I do everything for a reason. Punishments are earned. So are gifts. They are earned by you. I am not a sadist to punish you unnecessarily. But when it is due, I will unmercifully punish you. Get it?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Any question now?”

Neeta waited. “Am I being punished now, Sir?”