This story is part of the Rich Lawyer series
Hello friends, I am Sakshi, daughter of a billionaire father. This story is about my fantasy sex with the servant. My father has a huge business in India. We live in New Delhi in a posh area. Being the only child of my parents, I was raised with lots of love. My demands get fulfilled before they come out of my mouth.
As a result, I was a spoilt child who doesnât give a damn to anyone. I keep my servants on toes. Right now, I am 25 years, still, a virgin because I think no one deserves a goddess like me. I stand 5 feet 9 inch, milky white body, long slender neck, beautiful luscious lips and firm petite breast.
My legs are long and well-shaped. It looks, a killer when I am in high heels. My friends say that my nose is beautiful, it’s slender, long erect. I have seen men gasping when I walk across them, scathing their cocks. But no one dared to approach me considering my status.
My 26th birthday was coming and to my surprise, my best friend Tanya came to meet me. Itâs after 6 years, I am seeing her. She is 28 now. She is no less than me with a height of 5 feet 8 inch, curvy milky white body, and firm breast. Her lips are full and beautiful.
Unfortunately, due to her family conditions, she was married at the age of 22 to a rich but ugly man in his 40s. He was short with a big belly and whitish color. It was a compromise from her family. I just wish she is happy.
And when I met her, she was happy. She had a big smile on her shiny face. For a few days, we talked day and night. I was surprised to know that she is happy with her ugly husband. And omg, she is now more beautiful. Her body is smoother than before. Her face was shining, the breast was firm as they will break the hook of her blouse.
I asked her, how she managed her marriage life with such a husband? How is her sex life? She just burst into laughter and things she told me, I just can’t believe. She told me, âbaby when you have money, you are happy and give my husband is impotent. I have the liberty to fuck anyone. So, he cares for me that way. He himself arranges sex for me.
He has a fetish to see me banged by low-class men. I have fucked by guards, servants, drivers, garbage men. He even shares me with his boss. Every week, I had a gangbang at my place. This dirty low-class people are perverted and know how to use a womanâs body. They lick my flesh inch by inch and fuck me mercilessly.
They make me beg for more and I even pay them. I just love my sex life. And here I am missing them all. I can’t resist low-class menâ. I just can’t believe my ears. How such a beautiful high-class lady allow such things? Whatâs so special in these men? She further added that I should try it. I am wasting my gorgeous body. Itâs for use. Then, I was taken back and said, âno. No chance. I can’t allow these bastards touch a goddess like me, a high-class aristocratic girlâ.
She smiled and said, âthey will give you the pleasure you canât imagine. Look Sakshi, you are the most beautiful girl in our city. You have won many beauty pageants. You have a body which needs be used. Derive pleasure from it. Not to waste it, like you are doing to your body. I suggest you enjoy it before itâs too late. You are 26 and still untouched! Get a life girlâ. Her lecture got seeded in my brain but that time I just smiled. We hugged each other and parted our ways to home.
I was in my car, my brain was still echoing with Tanya’s word. I was unable to think properly but too some extent, I realized that she was right. What have I done? Just a law graduate? There are so many who are lawyers. Is this my only purpose? No, I need to think about my body as well. The first time, I looked at my driver. He was a fat black color, a short man with a big mustache.
My dad chose a guy like him so that I donât get attracted towards him. But now, after Tanya’s words, I had a strange feeling. I just took my nose forward and smelled his back neck, yuck! He did not have a bath for several days. He smelled bad. I took myself back to the car seat and closed my eyes to relax.
After a while, I heard a manly voice, âMa’am we are home. Come outâ. I opened my eyes, I could see his face over me. He smelled bad. He was intentionally there. But he could have waked me up from outside also. The first time, I looked at his face. He has 2-4 cut marks on his face, thick mustache, wrinkled black colored cheek with a ring in his nose and years and yellow colored dirty teeth. Omg! How disgusting? I was about to vomit.
I shouted, stay away. And I came out of my car and slapped him hard on his face. Then, I warned, him, âdon’t ever try to come closer to meâ. I warned him and came inside my home. I took a nice bath and came for the dinner with my parents. My dad was angry with me. He asked me, âwhy did you slap him?â he has been working for us for 15 years. I kept him for what he is. So, no one can touch you when I am not there with youâ.
I asked jokingly, âwho is he? Just a driver. Dirty driverâ. Soon, my dad dropped his spoon on the plate and said, âno, you donât know his history. His name is Sheikh. He was a gangster and has more than 100 murders to his name. He was jailed when he was just 25 years old. But after 15 years, he came out of the jail and decided to live a normal life. I hired him. You were just 10 yrs old that time.
Even though he left his work, everyone fears him and has good contacts. So, I hired him for your safety. Driver cum bodyguard. And you slapped him. Go to his room and say sorry to himâ. I said, âwhat? Sorry? No way dad. Look at his levelâ. Dad shouted, when you were a child, he looked after you and your mom in my absence.
He treated you as his own beti. Show some respect girl. I looked at my mom, she was sweating. Her face was glistening with sweat and wiped it with saree and smiled differently. I ignored it. She then put her hand on my shoulder and told me, âbeta, mafi maang lo Sheikh se. Achha aadmi haiâ. I said, âok momâ.
Mom and dad laughed together and said, âI have a good news for your beta. See this picâ. He showed me the pic of a handsome man in his early 30’s. Then, he asked, âdo you like him?â I asked, âfor what?â. Dad told me, âbeta its time for your marriage. You are 26. Itâs high time and I know this guy. His name is Ujval and he is a big businessman. He is a good guy also with no bad habits even after earning so much money. Plus he also lives in Delhi. So, you will be always close to us. What say?â.
I again looked at the picture and said yes! And ran away to my room. I rested my body on the bed, closed my eyes and relaxed. Suddenly, donât know why but the face of Sheikh came before my eyes. I don’t know why this ugly face was before my eyes. So, I was restless and now, I actually felt bad at my slap. I decided to go to him and say sorry.
I looked at my watch, it was 11 pm already. Itâs too late. So, I thought, I will go tomorrow. But then, I realized sooner the better. Hence, I got up from my bed. I was wearing my nightgown. I just applied perfume over my body. Then, walked out of my room. My nightgown was just up to my knees. As a result, my toned white leg was completely visible.
My leg looked stunning, milky white with black nail polish giving stunning look to my toes and fingers. I just felt proud of my beauty. With a smile, I walked towards servantâs quarter. It was outside my bungalow and all my servants live there. We have 10-12 servants from the cook, driver, cleaner, security guards to garbage picker.
All were above 50 and dark skinned. When I reached quarter, I saw Haria was sleeping (our guard) in his chair, his shirtâs upper button was open revealing his dark hairy chest. He was sweating. So, I saw a stream of sweat from his face to neck going down to the chest. In fact, his shirt was half wet due to the sweat. I got a strange sensation down my legs. But I donât know why. Due to the humid weather, even I started sweating.
My face was sweating. Ignoring all this, I shouted at him. âthis is what you are paid for, Haria? He woke up hurriedly. Then, he said, âsorry ma’am, wo aankh lag gai thiâ. He was just to my shoulder height, I saw his bald head. It was shining with sweat. But I ignore this black, short, thin man and asked about the Sheikhâs room. He was startled. Then, he asked with an unusual expression, âwhy maam? Is it midnight? He must be drunk and asleep. I suggest you not to go there this timeâ.
I stared him and said, âmind your work and tell me where is his roomâ. Then, he silently pointed the finger to room no.13. I started moving towards his room. It was silent humid night with lots of thoughts in my mind. Tanya words were still echoing in my head. My thoughts were changing in my mind.
I was getting the different feeling to my untouched pussy. It was uneasy for me. When I reached his door, I decided to knock but it was open! Oh my god, how anyone can live here? It was very tiny room stinking of cheap alcohol, bidi smoke and donât know what. Cheap liquor bottles were lying here and there. He has a pet dog also.
He was tied with a collar belt. This dog was big and scary. There is the smell of urine from small toilet attached to his room. Room was very warm and soon I was covered in sweat in minutes. I decided to go back but there he was lying. Beast! He was lying flat on his back. His big stomach was rising and falling with each breath.
He was completely dark and hairy. Lots of hair was coming out of his armpits. With the small fan running very slowly, he was sweating badly. He looked like an ugly bear. So, I regretted coming here. This room was filthy and this ugly man was half naked snoring and his scary dog. But I don’t know why I decided to go close to his cot.
I closed the door silently and walked towards him. My heart was racing with a strange sensation. There was very dim light in the room but it was enough to see him clearly. My throat dried. His ugly face was scary. He has thick dark lips half covered with a big mustache. He was snoring and some saliva was coming out of his mouth wetting his lips.
His nose was big and had a golden ring. He was dammed hairy, especially his chest and armpits. Then, it appeared he hasn’t saved it his whole life. His breath was stinking of alcohol and bidi. Then I looked at his hand. He has big fat black ringers with rings in all fingers. His fingernails looked so dirty. He was looking like a demon in sleep. I just thought what would he do with Tanya? She like these kinds of cheap men. But Sheikh will just eat up completely.
His legs were also fat with lots of hair. And there were lots of white stains on his lungi. It must be semen! Strange thoughts were in my mind. Then suddenly, I looked at his phone. To my luck, it was unlocked. When I ran through his gallery, my throat dried and heart was racing. I canât believe my eyes. This guy has so many nude photos of my mom. She was tied to the bed and the dog was licking her pussy. Then, in another pic, she was throat fucked while tied.
She was seen licking the legs of Sheikh and so many dirty pics of my mom from various angles. Why mom did this? How she enjoyed it? There were several questions but no answer at all. I never felt like that. There was an unusual sensation in my pussy. My mind went blocked. Tanyaâs words and my mom pics made me think that there must be something about these guys.
I thought, what will he do to my body if I give it to me? I was about to get married. So it was my last chance to check why these ladies like this kind of men. So, I decided to proceed. I sat silently on his cot near him. Then, I looked at his face closely. It was scary with sweats all over it flowing towards his dark neck.
I donât know when my eyes closed. My shivering lips part and took out my tongue. I licked his wrinkled sweaty cheek. Omg! It tasted salty with the bad smell but somewhere I liked it. I then looked at his lips, it was thick dark and it was oozing with his saliva. It doesnât know how but put my fingers to his lips and collected some saliva then put it back to my mouth. I liked it. Then, I liked his saliva. What type of kink was this! I was burning with desire to lick his whole body! I then ran my tongue over his dirty wet lips and tested his saliva.
My eyes closed and I put my tongue in his smelly mouth. Suddenly, he woke up! He felt astonished, in shock. What are you doing, bitch? I think it was an effect of alcohol that he called me bitch. So, I said, âI am here to say sorry for what I did. I am sorry Sheikh Jiâ. He had then a wicked smile on his face.
âSo, by putting your tongue in my mouth was your way of sorry?â I couldn’t answer. He said, âyou are just like your mother who loves my sweat. My dark skin and my dog ‘Shera’. You slapped me without any reason. Itâs time that I should punish you betiâ. It was a kink when he called me âbetiâ. I felt thrilled at the command of this old man. âjust do as I say, and I will forgive youâ.
I said, âpunish me the way you want but forgive meâ. He had a big dirty smile on his face. He came closer to me, held my hair back tightly. Soon, my neck became arched by his action. Then, he came close to my face and said, âwhat a beautiful white face?â. He ran his rough fingers over my sweaty face starting from my forehead to my cheek to lips.
My lips parted by his acts. Then, he pinched my lips. He put his fingers in my mouth and told me to suck it. I started sucking his dirty fingers. My pussy was throbbing by now. I was enjoying his acts. He then slides his fingers to my slender sweaty neck and rubbed it slowly. Especially, my Adam’s apple. My heart was racing by this acts.
He then took his thick raspy tongue on my cheek and licked it. I shivered. He then ran his tongue all over my sweaty throat and again to my face. Soon, he licked my hot face like a dog. He even licked my shapely nose. I liked his raw acts on my face. I liked his mustache. Even I tried to lick his face but he slapped me. And said, âdo just as I say. Or you will be punished moreâ. I felt terrified.
He then told me to lie on the bed and close my eyes. I did the same. I was still in my gown, drenched in sweat and my heart kept pounding. Then, I opened my eyes to see what he was up to. He was loosening his dog, Shera. I donât know why but I felt scared. He took out the dogâs collar and chain and freed his dog. Then he stepped towards me and put both my hand above my head and tied it to the cotâs iron rod.
I was unable to say a word. I was at his mercy now. A rich virgin lawyer was submitting to this bastard. He then also tied my legs to his bed. My pussy was leaking for the first time just at the thought of what he is going to do. It was 1 am now. I said, âitâs getting a morningâ. He again slapped me and said, âshut up bitch. Do as I say. I will take care of your parents. I can do anything for a bitch like you. You are made to be used. And I will teach youâ. I felt helpless, tied to his bed at his mercy.
To be continued.