Misc. Erotica Rinku – Slut becomes neighbour’s slave!

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Rinku – Voyeurs dreamgirl - Part 1

‘TRINNNGGGGGG!! TRRIIIINNGGG!’… the phone rang one Sunday afternoon.

I ran from the kitchen to pick it up. I was hoping it was DK, my master!

DK had made me his slave almost 3 months ago & had been fucking me in public places in & around our building.

(Already posted earlier in - Rinku-Slut becomes neighbour’s slave!)

Luckily I was yet to be caught running around the building naked or even while being fucked!

 

But all that had stopped suddenly a fortnight ago. As an obedient slave I couldn’t call him but I was craving for a really good fuck.

 

I had hardly taken a few steps when the phone stopped ringing.

“Hello! Mohit here! Who is speaking? Oh Hi! How are…!” Mohit (my husband) had picked up the phone & was chatting away.

Dejectedly I turned back & again froze in place.

“DK sir! That’s great! I mean I can’t believe it! Of course you can come or send your men. Rinku, my wife will wait for you & your men! Thank you once again! You are welcome!” Mohit seemed very excited & so was I!

DK & his men were coming to our place & I would wait for them? Wow! Wild thoughts raced through my mind as I went into the kitchen.

 

Almost immediately Mohit rushed into the kitchen, his eyes shining with glee.

“Rinku! DK has made us a great offer!” he smiled & I asked with a growing wetness in between my thighs “Really darling? What did he say!”

“That man is great! He’s starting a new electrical & cable TV business & he’s offered to rewire our entire house, with cable connections in every room! For Free! As a demonstration!” he was almost jumping for joy.

 

My mouth gaped as all my wild fantasies were flushed down the drain. Free cable connection?

“Aren’t you happy?” Mohit asked I mumbled a reply & disappointedly went back to my work.

 

For the next three days DK’s men worked in our home from morning till night. They rewired the entire house even the toilets!

During the afternoons when I was alone I hoped DK would call & order me to have sex with the workers!

But nothing happened not even a phone call from DK. In fact he kept in constant touch with Mohit.

 

It was 2 days after the workmen had finished their job; I had just finished my bath & had stepped out dbangd in a white towel when the doorbell rang.

I looked through the peep hole & saw a young courier boy waiting outside.

The towel covered my body from below my armpits & half my thighs.

“Kya hai? Kisne bheja hai?” I asked a bit irritated.

“Madam, koi DK saab ne parcel bheja hai aur ek letter bhi hai unse hi!” his tone was also irritated. I watched through the peephole & read his lips as he shook his head, make face as he stood & mumbled “Chutiya saali!”

 

But I was smiling! Dirty thought had entered my one track mind. Maybe DK wanted me to do something outrageous with this courier boy.

I tightened the towel around my tits & opened the door.

“Aao andar aao!” I said smiling at the boy.

If he was irritated while speaking from behind the closed door, now his mouth & eyes were as wide open as the door itself. I let him ogle at my wet body as I opened the letter expectantly.

I was right DK had sent me orders but they were not what I wanted!

‘No thrill till I order!’ was all that was written on the letter.

I turned towards the courier boy & saw that his eyes were staring at the crack between the towels trying to see more than what was being shown. I shooed him away & opened the other box.

 

It was a latest model slim and sexy cell phone with a sim card installed in it. Only one number was fed into its memory & the caller name said ‘MASTER’!

 

I smiled & hugged the phone close to my breasts. Master had not lost interest in me. I was sure DK was going to make the entire slave-master thing even more interesting.

 

I had no idea how interesting it would be!