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 Chapter 5: The one at Home.

   The very feeling that she was soon going to be able to pee, made
Kareena's feeling more urgent.  She almost jumped out of the Jeep once
Deepak had parked it.  She ran up to the door of the house and then
realized that it was still locked.  She grabbed frantically at the lock as
if that would make it magically open.  Deepak took his own sweet time to
come down ambling leisurely.

   "What's the matter Poo?  Something urgent's come up?"

   "I REALLY GOTTA PEE!"

   "Oh something urgent's gonna come trickling down then!"

   Kareena forced a smile.  She couldn't afford to offend him right now.

   "Why are you smiling Cunt?  Did I say something funny?" said Deepak
scowling.

   "I'm sorry Sir" Kareena said making a truly desperate face.

   "Of course I cracked a joke!  Don't you understand anything?  Smile
Honey!" said Deepak guffawing.

   Kareena smiled again, but it was even smaller than her last smile. 
Didn't this man understand her necessity?

   "Okay, I have a riddle for you... What's the difference between a ship
and Kareena"

   Kareena bit her lip and said from the corner of her mouth: "I don't know
sir!"

   "It's really simple... a ship cuts thru the water... Kareena waters thru
her cut!"

   Kareena didn't even smile this time.  Her stomach was rumbling and this
man was now talking about water thru the cut!  She could cut his throat
right now if he didn't jam up his trap!  Then suddenly Deepak turned
serious.  Out of the blue he said:

   "Look at my garden, it's all dry.  It needs watering..." he said looking
at the garden that created a two feet border inside the compound.

   Kareena just kept staring at him.  He looked at her sharply and then
said:

   "Don't you get it bitch?"

   "I'll water the plants right after I pee sir!  Please open the lock and
let me go in!!!"

   "Oh you'll water the plants alright!  But not using a water-pipe, not
using a sprinkler... I really mean that YOU will water the plants... Moti
used to occasionally, but he died... now you will..."

   "Moti... sir?" Kareena asked.

   "Jeez!  I can't believe how dumb you are... Okay here's everything step
by step!  Really!  When I got myself some fuck-meat I didn't know I'd get a
mutton-head built in!  Now listen carefully.  You don't want me to repeat
it... Moti was my dog.  He died of old age this year.  You will take his
place for the next fifteen minutes or so... being the bitch that you are,
that should be easy.  I'm going to now go in, and get his old leash out. 
By the time I'm out I want you to be naked and on all fours.  I'll leash
you and lead you around the garden.  When I tell you, you'll raise one of
your legs and water the plants.  When I ask you to stop, you will STOP
peeing.  Mind you, you must stop when I say stop or else... You will
continue to water the plants till your water runs out, or till the plants
get over.  Which do you think will happen first?"

   But it seemed to be a rhetorical question, because as he finished
talking Deepak finished opening the lock and stepped inside.

   Kareena was in shock.  She couldn't believe what she was hearing.  This
man wanted her to be a dog!  But a sharp pain in her abdomen made her lose
her inhibitions.  It was better to be humiliated than to die a painful
death from a bladder burst, she decided.  She quickly stripped and then
realized that being naked made the desire to pee more horrid than ever!  If
she hadn't been so "well brought up" she'd have considered plunging in
three fingers to plug her pee-hole.  But right now it was her urinal
sphincter doing all the work.  Being in the all fours position helped
somewhat, but where was Deepak?!?!

   Deepak came back with a half chewn leather collar which had a long red
plastic leash attached to it.  He buckled it on to Kareena's neck and then
said: "Move doggie!".  As she moved away from the door-step, Kareena began
howling.  The garden was along the edge of the compound.  In between was
concrete.  The sun had made it a bed of red-hot coals.
"Yes, Moti yelped with joy when I took him out for peeing as well!"
Deepak grinned.  His shoes made sure none of the ground heat got to his
soles.  Kareena was moving slowly.  Indeed she was even jumping about a
little like happy dogs do.  But in her case it was purely because of the
burning surface of the ground.  Deepak had to drag her at times till they
reached the edge.  She was glad when they reached there.  The soft mud was

cool.  She was almost happy!

   "Begin watering!" Deepak exclaimed.  Kareena was glad the wait was
finally over.  She raised one of her feet into the air and then let out a
stream of golden yellow pee.  But just as she felt satisfied about peeing,
Deepak suddenly bellowed "Stop!" Kareena had never in her life stopped
right in the middle of a piss.  But the fear of retribution was strong. 
With great effort she stopped peeing.  A sharp pain shot from her pee-hole
back to her bladder.  Involuntarily a tear flowed from her eye.

   "Too much water in that slovenly body of yours?" Deepak asked noticing
the tear, "Let's move to the next shrub.  Kareena started to raise her leg.


   "DID you hear me saying you could PEE?" Deepak thundered.  "Put that
foot down NOW or there'll be no more peeing!" Kareena put the foot down,
but the shooting pain was growing now.  And it was more frequent.  To add
to her problems a row of red ants was now climbing up her left hand.  When
Deepak allowed her to pee at last, she raised her leg high and let out all
the pee that was bottled up, in a mighty `Whoosh!' So much water was being
let out that a pool collected at the base of the shrub.  Deepak took pity
on her and let her finish of her peeing.  After about a minute or so
Kareena was done.  She looked up at Deepak panting.  Her primary source of
torture for the past 2 hours was finally gone.  But then she screamed
again. She had felt a tiny but sharp pain under her right breast.  She
looked down at her chest and discovered to her horror that it was covered
with red ants.  They had come there to feast on the sugarcane juice that
had dried there.  They were crawling everywhere.  Under her breasts, over
them, a few were even on the nipples.

   "HELP ME DEEPAK!" she screamed.  Deepak didn't seem interested.  Kareena
quickly realized her mistake.

   "Help me SIR!" she shouted.  This time Deepak looked.

   "There are ants all over my chest sir!  And they're red!  They're biting
me!  Please help me!"

   "On your feet and run to the bathroom!" Deepak ordered.

   Kareena got up quickly and ran towards the house.  The plastic leash
danced on her back as she ran, making her look like the perfect doggie, but
she couldn't care less.  She didn't want her tits to be covered with red
ant bites.  Gosh would that look ugly!

   As she reached in she discovered to her dismay that she didn't know
where the bathroom was.  She yelped once again as an ant bit her right on
her nipple.  She scampered around the house and finally located it.  She
ran inside and turned on the shower.  Deepak came presently and smiled as
he saw Kareena desperately washing her chest.  She was washing her tits
vigorously.  The boobs weren't immune to the rough mauling either. 
Combined with the action of the cold water, the nipples were now slowly
erecting.  Deepak watched with even greater curiosity as Kareena lifted
each of her breasts by the nipple and rinsed thoroughly underneath.

   All this while Kareena had her eyes closed.  Now as she turned off the
shower, she opened them and noticing Deepak there she opened her mouth to
say "What the Hell!" but quickly clammed up and her hands moved quickly
towards her pussy to cover it up.

   "Little point hiding your box darling, because it's going to be fucked
in any case...Don't look so aghast.  You didn't think I'd let a cock-tease
like you get away without getting screwed did you?  But wait here.  I have
some work for you... you ARE my maid after all!"

   Kareena waited, apprehensive about what was coming next.  Deepak came
back with a large cane basket.  As he opened it, a strong stench of dried
sweat filled the bathroom.  He turned the basket upside down and let a
large pile of underwear fall to the floor.

   "A week's worth of used underpants..." he informed her, "I'd usually
chuck them into the washing machine, but since I have a maid today, I guess
I'll use manual labour."

   Kareena looked up at him, stunned.  This guy was serious!  She hadn't
imagined he'd go thru with the `maid' routine.  The smell from the undies
was rising and she found it pretty terrible, besides, Kareena had never
done any washing in her life.  She hadn't even washed her own undies, leave
alone anyone else's.

   "What are you waiting for Poo?  Don't want to do it?  I have two options
for you.  Either you can get to the washing NOW, or I can take back in, tie
you up, belt your pert behind, and then have you wash them.  Now what would
you prefer?"

   Kareena realized that she had no choice.  With the utmost unwillingness
she got down on the floor.  Had she done even done a little bit of washing,
she'd have known that the pose for washing is to be sitting on your
haunches.  But Deepak smiled as he saw Kareena start the tap and then go
down on all fours to pick up the first of the smelly underpants.  The pose
made her bottom prominent.  Not for the first time in the day, Deepak went
rock hard.

   Deepak threw her a bar of soap and a brush.  Then he gave a light spank
on her behind, (which quite startled Kareena) and said: "Wash them clean.
One speck of filth, and I'll make you lick it off.  I'm giving you half an
hour.  Clean them all, and call me when you're finished.  I'll be in the
outer room, making some phone calls." Saying so, he walked away.

   Half an hour sounded way too less to Kareena.  She had no idea about how
to proceed, but it not being a very complicated job, she figured it out
soon enough, and began cleaning the soiled clothes.  The stink was so
terrible she could throw up, but she decided that would probably mean
additional punishment, and that she could not afford.

   Even before the time was up, Deepak was already at the door of the
bathroom watching his pretty servant trying to wash the clothes.  He
decided she was going way too slow.  Without warning he bent down and
caught either of her ass globes in his hands.  Kareena looked back at him
in surprise.  She was so absorbed in the washing that she hadn't noticed
him come.  But now she noticed alright, and started screaming.

   "Shut up Poo, and continue with the washing.  I'm going to wrench your
butts apart till you finish.  So for your own good, that better be fast!"

   Kareena started washing with a new found gusto.  Deepak was now eyeing
her box, and more so the tiny star shaped opening that was above it.  It
was very pink and very creased.  It was shut tight and didn't look like
it'd like to have anything entering it at all.  Deepak grinned to himself.
By the time she went home tomorrow, all this was going to change.  Kareena
was now covered with sweat.  Tears were flowing down her eyes as well. 
Eventually she finished the scrubbing the last undies and rinsing them
clean.  As she put them in the bucket that contained the washed ones,
Deepak let go of her butt.

   "Time to dry these..." he declared.  Kareena lifted the bucket and
started moving out towards the backyard.  Deepak held her by her shoulder
to stop her.  "It's pretty windy out there," he said, "And I don't want my
undies flying off.  You may like Fardeen's and Saif's "Chuddies" flying
into your face, but I like to be a little more discreet.  We will need
clothes clips.  And YOU are going to carry them out there." Kareena kept
down the bucket.  This seemed okay enough.  She didn't quite understand why
he emphasized the word "YOU", but that was probably just his way of
speaking.  She even thought how thoughtful he was, in not letting his
underclothes fly to sundry places.

   Deepak came back with a box-full of brightly colored plastic clips. 
Kareena put her hand forward and offered to carry them.  Deepak just
laughed.  "Poo dear, you're so foolish... Did you think it'd be that
simple? When I said YOU will carry them, I really meant, YOU will carry
them outside." Kareena didn't like the sound of that at all.  She again put
her hand forward.

   "You'd better put your hands behind your back, cause this is going to
pain somewhat.  Try not to scream, but it's okay if you do... no one can
hear you in any case." Kareena didn't quite understand what was about to
happen, so she just stood there.  "Hmmm, you won't put your hands behind...
so I must." Saying so Deepak went behind her, pulled her arms behind her
back and put a pair of cuffs on them.  Now Kareena was scared.  And then
she shrieked at the top of her lungs as the first clip bit into her right
nipple.

   "Be glad I'm not using wooden clips Poo.  We used them on a prisoner
once.  Clamped off his testicles.  He screamed so much we had to gag him.
Poor guy was never able to have a child... and I think he was innocent."

   Kareena didn't care about the new information.  Her nipple was hurting
like crazy.  She hollered.  Deepak had a simple solution.  He took two more
clips and clipped her lips together.  Now all he could hear were throaty
protests.  He repeated his earlier act with the left breast, clipping the
nipple and extracting a muffled scream.  He counted: "Seven chuddies, two
clips for each.  Fourteen.  Four here... Ten more required...".  Ignoring
Kareena's vociferous protests, he lifted her breast with the clothes' clip
and put a clip on the lower part of the breast.  Then he clipped off the
other extremities of the breasts and soon there were five clips surrounding
each clip on the nipple.  Kareena was shrieking, ranting and raving, but
Deepak paid no attention.  He simply took the bucket by it's handle and
hung it around Kareena's neck.  The bucket was heavy, Kareena screamed even
louder.  Deepak was now growing tired.  He caught Kareena's semi-wet hair
in a bunch and dragged her to the backyard .  Kareena could do nothing but
follow.  At last they reached the clothes-line.  Deepak took the bucket
from her neck and put in on the ground.  He took the first undies and put
them on the line.  He admired the good work.  To be nice he decided to
remove the clips on her lips first.  When he did, Kareena screamed out
loud.

   "YOU BASTARD!  What the hell do you think you're doing?  I agreed to be
your maid, I didn't know you were some sex-crazy whacked out sadist!  I
demand you release me at once!  Take off those blasted clips!  My tits are
on fire!  AAAAAAEEEIIIII!" she screamed.  Deepak had just removed the clips
on the nipples and as the blood rushed back the feeling was so painful that
Kareena wished they'd remained clipped.

   "Be quiet Poo, and let me do my work.  It's actually your work I'm
doing..."

   "I'm NOT going to keep quiet!  I have been here since morning, and all
you've done is humiliate me.  I can't stand this treatment any longer. 
AAAAAAAAHHH!!!!" she howled as two more clips were removed.  She kept
screaming and shouting obscenities.  Now only two more clips were left, she
said: "I want to go home.  You can report me if you want.  Anything's
better than this... My breasts are burning like hot coals, my ass hurts,
and you've threatened to rape me.  I'm going to turn you in..." Kareena
threatened.  Deepak was silent all this while.  Then she screamed one last
time as the last two clips were removed.  Deepak had neatly arranged all
the undies on the line.  Having finished his work he slapped Kareena hard.
"I was trying to be nice to you... and you are speaking of turning me
in? Threatening me?" he said to a stunned Kareena.  "Go turn me in by all
means, but I'll prove what a hooker you are.  I'm sure the old chemist
won't mind telling the court how you went down on him for a lousy 10 bucks.
I'll have the entire market confess to your immoral and lascivious sense of
dressing and turn you in for obscenity.  Hell I'll get that roadside Romeo
Raja to confess that you propositioned to him.  I'll say that you hookered
yourself to be my kinky whore for a day.  You do look pleased on that

pissing video tape."

   "What pissing video tape?" Kareena demanded angrily.

   "You didn't notice the surveillance cameras fitted into the walls of the
compound and there's one beneath every lamp-post in the garden, 23 in all.
I told you I've caught big-fish... And they're always looking for a chance
to bump me off, so I had them installed.  You needn't believe me of course,
but it'll be quite a show in the court don't you think?  Kareena Kapoor,
the snotty princess, scampering about on all fours and pissing like a
bitch!" He then raised one of his legs to imitate her action of pissing.

   Kareena looked at him nonplussed.  Sure he could be bullshitting, but
could she take the chance?  She thought about it, and then realized that
she couldn't afford the risk.  She put on her cutesy smile and said in the
most begging manner she could: "Please don't be angry.  It's just that I
was in too much pain... titties burning and all that.  I didn't mean to
offend you... I'll do what you say.  Just be a little kind to me..."
Kareena hoped to extract sympathy, but Deepak's face showed none.  In fact
his expression got even sterner.

   "You will of course do what I say.  That we'd agreed on yesterday.  But
right now you have misbehaved and misbehavior is intolerable for us, men of
the law.  You will have to be punished.  You can make your life simpler and
just listen to me from now on.  Now get to that bar... that's where I do my
pull-ups." He pointed towards a horizontal bar that was propped up on two
vertical bars.  Kareena knew that if she didn't do as she was told, she'd
be dragged to the bar by her hair.  She meekly walked up to the bar.

   Deepak unfastened the handcuffs.  As he did, Kareena shot out and landed
a sock in Deepak's face.  Deepak reeled.  Not satisfied, Kareena hit him
directly in his pants.  He fell down on his back, he was out cold.  Kareena
made a run for it.  The sock in his nuts was going to leave him harmless
for a while, she was sure...
   End of Chapter 5.