Indian Servant Stories

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Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 07

by spankedboy on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 07 Invading my maids' intimates has its consequences -- Tarek. It was raining when I finally got home in the evening. The rain had been a welcome respite from the usual October heat we had been experience lately. I had spent the whole day with my friends. It was our mid semester break. Early this August we had all gone to different universities. I...

Hema Malini and Her Servant Ramu Ch. 02

by GoodOldFella on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Sorry for posting late . I was very busy so I couldn’t write the rest of the story. From now you will be getting all the fantasy stories about Indian Actresses . Thanx to the readers for the feedbacks which encouraged me to proceed further. After reading this story please send me your comments and also the name of your favorite actresses. After 2 hours of t...

A Long Way Home Ch. 10

by dan57 on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 10: Indian Delivery From a scenario by Dalhia 57 It was the end of their exams for Naina and her sister Ritu. Their first year at Birmingham University had passed like a dream. They had discovered Europe thanks to a grant offered by an Indian industrial company. They had become acclimatized soon, Indian students in a cosmopolite university with no...

Indian Wife's Humiliation Day Pt. 04

by bobbyben on May 15, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Memsahib, Sahib has ordered no type of clothes for you, Sorry!" was Suja's reply to my pleading with her to give me a towel to spread on the floor so that my knees did not hurt. I was naked and bend on my knees and on all four hands scrubbing the bathroom floor with a scrub. I was denied the mop and had to do it with my hand, a punishment given by Suja. A...

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 06

by spankedboy on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

My bum is used teach my maid spanking, with a surprise ending - Tarek. "Tarek!" My name rang loudly through the house. "Tarek! Can you come to the kitchen?" Immediately I put down the book I was reading and stood up. If my maid Rashida called me, I did not want to delay in obeying her. "Yes, bua." I called out, using the respectful term 'bua' for my ma...

Becky in the Hilltop Stockade

by DevisPixi on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

My name be Rebeccah Hankins and I am a maid of twenty-nine years, member of the First Parish and citizeness of Dedham township. I been called to His Majesty's court to answer charges against me. Missus Sarah Threadgill says I stole a half-penny from her purse, which ain't true. I work in the Threadgill house as their servant and I am no thief. I cook their m...

Leena Housemaid

by dan57 on Sep 19, 2017
Loving Wives

Leena, housemaid Kira's adventures chapter 5 by Dan57 Leena, aka Linda, the wife of the very powerful CEO of an English conglomerate, had been kidnaped in her own house on bequest of her husband (read Lindas training). She had been sexually trained by Kira with the help of Dan and Rajiv who had chosen her Indian souding name. Afterward, her husband Peter...

Prince and the Poor Girl Ch. 01

by vantyaak on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Author's note : This story is entirely a product of fiction. If something fits a person/s dead or alive it would be coincidental and not intentional; to them I offer my sincere apologies. Period of the story is late 40s when India had recently been independent. Cast system was still rigid in those days. The setting being Indian I have taken the liberty of...

Return from Bikapur

by dan57 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Cindy Biggs, the archaeologist who had studied the swan statue discovered in prince Kyrhan's palace was back in front of him. - Mrs Biggs, I must apologize for my rude behavior when you presented us the results of your investigations. I was horrified to discover that my ancestors had such horrible mores. - It was the custom at that time. No use to fret abo...

A Black Woman's Power

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

My name is Christine Lassiter Anderson. Life has a way of knocking you down when you think you're invincible. Three years ago, I had it all. I was married to a multi-millionaire philanthropist and investment banker, and I lived in a townhouse in Boston's Back Bay. I drove a Mercedes and I went to A-list parties. I knew actors, supermodels and top businessmen...