My maid’s husband 3

“Bhasu! Please don’t force me to do that again. I have never done that before. ”

“Okay, Okay. ” He seemed to understand and walked over to her.

She didn’t even get the time to flinch as he slapped her hard. Tears and stars sprang to her eyes.

He went back to the sofa.

“How many times do I have to tell you that your preferences don’t count. You don’t know your preferences, anyway. Just follow my orders and soon you will start enjoying it. Now crawl over here and you better keep it down this time. ” He threatened…

This time there was no nausea. When it was over she sat down on the floor, her head on his thigh – only inches away from his now satiated manhood. She felt too embarrassed to even look up at him. He knew how to have his way with a woman, there can be no doubt about it.

Anita looked at her watch and jumped. It was time for Varsha and Vipin to return home. Hurriedly she extricated herself from his embrace and got to her feet.

“Bhasu you have to go now. It’s time my son and daughter returned from school. “