19-03-2019, 01:25 PM
He slowed down his pace and told her to increase hers.
"Looks like we have an exercise hater here. Trust me, if you don't work out you will put on weight here. Unlike India there is not much physical activity for you. And I want you to stay fit."
She was panting at the increased pace and her legs were tiring.
"We can stop at 15 minutes today but we need to get you to 30 soon."
15 minutes felt like a long time. It was only 5 minutes since she had started running. She pushed herself a bit but around the 10 minute mark gave up and pressed the halt button.
"Not good", he remarked. "In one month's time, I want you to run 30 minutes non-stop. Let's put that as a goal. If you don't some part of your body is going feel my hands."
He placed his hands on her buttocks and her ass tingled at the threat of spanking.
"Is that understood?" He asked.
"Yes, I will try my best", she replied.
"Ok, we will see in one month's time. I am going to run more but if you want take a break and get some water."
She gladly took the break. He ran for almost an hour and then showered. When he go back, she was dressed in her salwar and watching TV.
"How do I get the Indian channels here?" She asked.
He showed how to work the different remotes. They settled on a Hindi movie. Being from southern India she was not fluent in Hindi but she liked Hindi movies a lot. She also was not allowed to watch too many of them as she grew up. Now that she was away from her parents, she knew she could have her fill.
They watched the movie till it ended.
"I am getting hungry", remarked Dinesh. "Should I cook or will you?"
She liked the fact that he offered to cook. But he mother had drilled it into her head that her job was to make sure he was well fed.
"I will cook."
She got up and went into the kitchen. Dinesh flipped some channels and wondered what to do next. The day was bit emotionally draining for her with the dressing up and the spanking before that. He did not want to push her any more. He checked the weather outside and it was around 15 deg C. He decided they would just take a walk after dinner. The sexual drama would continue the next day.
The next morning they both woke up at the same time. He leant over her and hugged her. He had his usual morning hard-on. He decided to start the morning well. He guided her hands to his cock.
"See how hard it is. That means it needs your attention. You know what to do."
That woke her up from the sleepy haze. She did know what to do but was not expecting that in the morning. She moved her head to his crotch and took his cock out of his boxers. It had a musky smell and she did not like that but she started licking it. He enjoyed the fact that she straightaway went into the licking part. No hand jobs. The videos he showed her were working. She was becoming quite good at this.
She started licking and sucking feverishly. Part of it was mechanically happening given the recent practice. She was also thinking ahead on what she should do when he eventually came. The thought of swallowing his cum was not a pleasant one. She thought about the video in which the girl's face was sprayed with cum. That was not pleasant either. The last time she just spat it out and he did not seem to mind. She figured that was what she would do.
She pumped him more as she felt him lose his hardness.
"Use your hands as well", he guided her.
She then used both her hands and mouth and within seconds he was hard again. Then he came in spurts. She took him inside her mouth and then ran to the bathroom to spit it out. This little routine amused him. While he wanted her to swallow, he decided he would not force her. She came back from the bathroom.
"Ms. Varkala is getting good at sucking cock." He joked and laughed.
She smiled. Part of her felt good that he was happy.
"Let's get her some coffee."
He got up and pulled his boxers and walked into the kitchen. She brushed her teeth and walked it. He was sitting on the table with coffee. She joined him.
"Here's a tip. Any time you feel like it, you can suck my cock. I mean anytime." He spoke like a man.
"Even now." He rubbed his crotch. His cock was still hard.
She smiled. The message was clearly received.
"Today we are going out. Wear one of the skirts I got. We will explore the city today. You have not seen much of London."
They both showered and dressed. As they were above to leave, he pulled her closer and lifted her skirt.
"Just checking what panties you are wearing."
She was wearing the new ones he had bought.
"Good. No more of your panties. I like them better." She gave her ass a squeeze. She liked the attention. Her body was no longer concerned about nakedness. He was right. Keeping her naked for the first few days did have an impact.
"Looks like we have an exercise hater here. Trust me, if you don't work out you will put on weight here. Unlike India there is not much physical activity for you. And I want you to stay fit."
She was panting at the increased pace and her legs were tiring.
"We can stop at 15 minutes today but we need to get you to 30 soon."
15 minutes felt like a long time. It was only 5 minutes since she had started running. She pushed herself a bit but around the 10 minute mark gave up and pressed the halt button.
"Not good", he remarked. "In one month's time, I want you to run 30 minutes non-stop. Let's put that as a goal. If you don't some part of your body is going feel my hands."
He placed his hands on her buttocks and her ass tingled at the threat of spanking.
"Is that understood?" He asked.
"Yes, I will try my best", she replied.
"Ok, we will see in one month's time. I am going to run more but if you want take a break and get some water."
She gladly took the break. He ran for almost an hour and then showered. When he go back, she was dressed in her salwar and watching TV.
"How do I get the Indian channels here?" She asked.
He showed how to work the different remotes. They settled on a Hindi movie. Being from southern India she was not fluent in Hindi but she liked Hindi movies a lot. She also was not allowed to watch too many of them as she grew up. Now that she was away from her parents, she knew she could have her fill.
They watched the movie till it ended.
"I am getting hungry", remarked Dinesh. "Should I cook or will you?"
She liked the fact that he offered to cook. But he mother had drilled it into her head that her job was to make sure he was well fed.
"I will cook."
She got up and went into the kitchen. Dinesh flipped some channels and wondered what to do next. The day was bit emotionally draining for her with the dressing up and the spanking before that. He did not want to push her any more. He checked the weather outside and it was around 15 deg C. He decided they would just take a walk after dinner. The sexual drama would continue the next day.
The next morning they both woke up at the same time. He leant over her and hugged her. He had his usual morning hard-on. He decided to start the morning well. He guided her hands to his cock.
"See how hard it is. That means it needs your attention. You know what to do."
That woke her up from the sleepy haze. She did know what to do but was not expecting that in the morning. She moved her head to his crotch and took his cock out of his boxers. It had a musky smell and she did not like that but she started licking it. He enjoyed the fact that she straightaway went into the licking part. No hand jobs. The videos he showed her were working. She was becoming quite good at this.
She started licking and sucking feverishly. Part of it was mechanically happening given the recent practice. She was also thinking ahead on what she should do when he eventually came. The thought of swallowing his cum was not a pleasant one. She thought about the video in which the girl's face was sprayed with cum. That was not pleasant either. The last time she just spat it out and he did not seem to mind. She figured that was what she would do.
She pumped him more as she felt him lose his hardness.
"Use your hands as well", he guided her.
She then used both her hands and mouth and within seconds he was hard again. Then he came in spurts. She took him inside her mouth and then ran to the bathroom to spit it out. This little routine amused him. While he wanted her to swallow, he decided he would not force her. She came back from the bathroom.
"Ms. Varkala is getting good at sucking cock." He joked and laughed.
She smiled. Part of her felt good that he was happy.
"Let's get her some coffee."
He got up and pulled his boxers and walked into the kitchen. She brushed her teeth and walked it. He was sitting on the table with coffee. She joined him.
"Here's a tip. Any time you feel like it, you can suck my cock. I mean anytime." He spoke like a man.
"Even now." He rubbed his crotch. His cock was still hard.
She smiled. The message was clearly received.
"Today we are going out. Wear one of the skirts I got. We will explore the city today. You have not seen much of London."
They both showered and dressed. As they were above to leave, he pulled her closer and lifted her skirt.
"Just checking what panties you are wearing."
She was wearing the new ones he had bought.
"Good. No more of your panties. I like them better." She gave her ass a squeeze. She liked the attention. Her body was no longer concerned about nakedness. He was right. Keeping her naked for the first few days did have an impact.
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