“From now on this is my room” she said and sat on the bed.

“And this is my bed” she said and laid down on bed.

“I feel very tired can you massage my legs?” she asked.

Something made to serve her. I agreed.

“My legs are sweaty, wipe them before massaging. Take a blouse from your wardrobe and wipe my legs.” She said.

I did as she told. I raised her saree and petticoat up to the knee. She asked me to take a costly blouse. I wiped her legs with it. Next I massaged her legs.

She got up from bed and removed the bottom button of the blouse that I was wearing.

Removed the next one above and all the other bottons and she removed my blouse. She asked me to wear the blouse that I used to wipe her legs.

She told me to sleep on the floor till we get married.

That night I slept on the floor and her on the bed.

I felt something on me and woke up, she was seated on the bed, the time was 5.30, I usually woke up at 6.30

I closed my eyes again. She again hit my chest with her foot.

“Girls should wake up before sunrise” she said.

I got up.

“Take a bath, go to kitchen and bring me a tea.”

I went and came back with tea and some biscuits.

She has taken a bath and changed into another saree.

She took a biscuit, bit it in half and ate it, she placed the other half on her tongue and ask me to take it with my mouth.

I did it, then she held me by the waist and said “My bitch” with a smile.

She placed her hand on my head, then slowly moved her fingers along by back.

“You are feminine on the back, problem is only with the front”

I got excited and touch her left breast under the saree.

“Bitch” this time there was no smile, she was angry.

“You are not supposed to touch me without my permission” she said and walked out.