Maya Devi ka Sheru aur uski zillat bhari treat. Dekhiye kaise ek ameer ladka Maya Devi ki ghulami mein 'Sheru' ban gaya. Indian Femdom ka ek aisa nasha jo aapko hakeekat bhula dega. Indian Femdom ki is dunya mein Ishaan ab sirf ek paltu janwar hai. kese Maya ki stockings ki mehak Ishaan ki nayi zindagi ban gayi.

Yeh kahani hai Ishaan ki, ek 24 saal ka ladka jo dikhne mein toh bilkul normal tha, par uske andar bachpan se hi ek ajeeb si chah thi—aurton ke pairo ke prati deewanapan aur unki ghulami karne ka junoon. Ishaan ek bade shehar ke posh penthouse mein akela rehta tha kyunki uske business-tycoon parents hamesha globe-trotting mein busy rehte thhe. Is baar uske parents teen mahine ke liye London shift ho gaye thhe aur unhone Ishaan ki "dekh-bhal" aur ghar ke discipline ke liye ek Executive House Manager appoint ki thi.

Somwar ki subah thi, dhoop penthouse ki badi khidkiyon se andar aa rahi thi. Ishaan abhi so kar utha hi tha, uski aankhein neend se bhari thi, tabhi door-bell ki awaaz goonji. Usne gusse mein darwaza khola, par samne khadi shaksiyat ko dekh kar uske hosh ud gaye. Wahan khadi thi Maya Devi.

Woh koi aam maid ya manager nahi lag rahi thi. Lagbhag 5'11" ki lambi height, ek dum solid aur curvy body, aur chehre par ek aisi sakhti jo kisi bhi mard ko pal bhar mein uski aukaat dikha de. Unhone ek dark green silk saree pehni thi, jiska black sleeveless blouse unke toned arms ko highlight kar raha tha. Unki aankhon mein ek aisi chamak thi jo seedha Ishaan ki ruh tak dekh rahi thi.

"Tum hi Ishaan ho?" Unki awaaz mein ek bhari-pan aur garaj thi, jaise koi rani apne kisi nacheez ghulaam ko sambodhit kar rahi ho.

Ishaan ki bolti band ho gayi thi. Uska dhyan baar-baar neeche ja raha tha—Maya Devi ke pairo par. Unhone chamdi ki (leather) dark brown wedges pehni thi. Unke pairo ki ungliyan, jin par dark maroon nail polish thi, woh wedges se thodi bahar nikal rahi thi aur bahut hi prabhavshali lag rahi thi.

"Andar aane doge ya yahi khade hokar mera swagat karoge? Ya shayad tumhari nazar mere pairo mein atak gayi hai?" Maya Devi ne ek eyebrow uthayi aur ek tanz bhari muskurahat di.

"S-Sorry... aaiye na," Ishaan ne hadbadate huye rasta choda.

Maya Devi bade rob se andar aayi aur sofa par aise baith gayi jaise woh us ghar ki asli malkin ho aur Ishaan wahan ka koi naukar. Unhone apne ek pair ko doosre ke upar rakha (leg cross), jisse unki sandal thodi dheeli hui aur unki saaf, naram heel (aedi) Ishaan ki nazron ke samne aa gayi.

"Suno Ishaan," Maya ne uski aankhon mein aankhein daal kar kaha, "Mujhe tumhare parents ne sirf khana banane ke liye nahi bheja hai. Unka manna hai ki tum bigad gaye ho. Main yahan tumhe dhang se rehna sikhane aur tumhe discipline mein rakhne aayi hoon. Aur yaad rakhna, mera tarika thoda 'alag' aur sakht hai. Kya tum taiyaar ho meri ghulami... mera matlab hai, mere discipline ke liye?"

Ishaan, jo unke pairo ki khubsurti aur unki personality se puri tarah sammohit (hypnotized) ho chuka tha, usne bina soche samjhe sar hila diya.

"Zubaan nahi hai kya? Jab main baat karoon toh 'Ji Madam' keh kar jawab diya karo," Maya Devi ne chillate huye kaha aur apna pair thoda aur Ishaan ki taraf badhaya. "Ab neeche jhuko aur mere sandle ke strap thode dheele karo. Dekhti hoon kitne tameezdaar ho tum."

Ishaan ka dil tezi se dhadakne laga. Usne wahi kiya jo uska mann bachpan se chahta tha. Woh dheere se unke pairo ke paas ghutno ke bal baith gaya. Use apni halat par thodi sharam aa rahi thi, par Maya Devi ki thokar khane ka darr aur unke pairo ki chah ne use poori tarah unka mureed bana diya tha.

Maya ne apne pair ko Ishaan ke chehre ke paas laya aur kaha, "Dhyan se dekh lo in pairo ko, Ishaan. Agle teen mahine tumhari duniya inhi ke ird-gird ghumegi. Har subah tumhe inhi pairo ki seva se shuru karni hogi." you read this femdom stories on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Do din beet chuke thhe. In do dinon mein Maya Devi ne Ishaan ko ahsaas dila diya tha ki us penthouse ka asli maalik kaun hai. Woh usse ghar ke chhote-mote kaam karwati, jaise pani lana ya unka saaman uthana, par har baat mein ek aisi hiyaanat aur zillat (humiliation) hoti thi jo Ishaan ke garv ko dheere-dheere tod rahi thi. Woh use 'Ishaan' kam aur 'ae ladke' keh kar zyada bulati thi.

Teesri dopahar ko garmi apne charam par thi. Maya Devi bahar kisi kaam se gayi thi aur jab woh wapis aayi, toh unka chehra dhoop ki wajah se laal tha aur aankhon mein wahi purani sakhti thi.

"Ishaan! Yahan aao, abhi!" Unhone hall se aisi garajdar awaaz lagayi ki Ishaan ke kaan khade ho gaye.

Ishaan daudta hua hall mein pahuncha. Maya sofa par thoda phail kar baithi thi, unka shareer thakan se bhara tha par unka rob wahi tha. Unhone bina deri kiye apni dark brown leather sandals utari aur unhe laparwahi se beech floor par phenk diya. Jaise hi sandals utri, unke pairo se nikalne wali halki paseene ki teekhi mehak poore kamre mein phail gayi. Ishaan ke liye yeh mehak kisi keemti perfume se zyada nasha dene wali thi.

"Mere pair bohot dukh rahe hain aur ye sandals gandi ho gayi hain. Bahar ki dhool aur mera paseena inmein bhara hua hai. Inhe saaf karo," unhone shahi andaaz mein order diya.

Ishaan turant ek kapda uthane ke liye muda, par Maya Devi ki kadak awaaz ne use wahi rok diya.

"Ruko! Maine kapde ka naam liya?" Maya ne ek gehri saans li aur apne nange pairo ko sofa ke cushion par tika diya. "Mujhe chahiye ki tum inhe itni gehrayi se saaf karo ki inpar ek bhi dhool ka kan na rahe. Aur mard banne ki koshish mat karo mere saamne, mardana nakhre bahar chodh kar aana. Niche baitho, bilkul ek kutte ki tarah."

Ishaan ka dimaag sunn ho gaya. Uske andar ka junoon aur bahar ki zillat aapas mein takra rahe thhe. Woh dheere-dheere ghutno ke bal neeche baith gaya, uski nazrein Maya Devi ke un nange pairo par thi jo abhi abhi un gandi sandals se nikle thhe. you read this femdom stories on www.indianfemdomstories.com

"Ma'am... kaise saaf karu?" usne kaanpte hue pucha, halanki use andar se pata tha ki kya hone wala hai.

Maya Devi ne ek kutil muskaan (wicked smile) di, jaise unhe uski bebasi dekh kar mazaa aa raha ho. "Tumhe achhe se pata hai kaise, Ishaan. Apni jeebh (tongue) ka istemaal karo. In sandals ke har kone mein mera paseena aur bahar ki mitti mili hui hai. Jab tak ye aaine ki tarah chamak na jaye, tum rukoge nahi. Samjhe?"

Ishaan ne dhire se ek sandal uthayi. Leather ke andar ki taraf Maya Devi ke pairo ka geela nishaan saaf dikh raha tha, jahan unka paseena sookh raha tha. Usne apni naak us sandal ke andar ghusayi aur ek lambi, gehri saans li. Chamdi ki mehak aur Maya ke pairo ka woh teekha paseena—uske dimaag ke saare taar hila gaya. Usne apni jeebh nikali aur sandal ke gande sole aur strap ko chaatna shuru kiya. Har ek 'lick' ke saath use apni mardangi khatam hoti aur unki ghulami badhti hui mehsoos ho rahi thi.

"Good boy," Maya ne apne hath aage badhaye aur uske baal sehlaye, par unke lehze mein koi mamta ya dular nahi tha, balki ek malik wala thanda rob tha. "Dekho apni aukaat, Ishaan. Tum isi ke layak ho. Ek amir baap ka bigda hua beta aaj meri sandals chaat raha hai."

Unhone Ishaan ki chin (thodi) pakad kar uske chehre ko upar uthaya aur kaha, "Abse tumhara naam 'Ishaan' nahi, balki 'Sheru' hai. Jab bhi main bulau, tum kisi mard ki tarah chalkar nahi, balki isi tarah crawl karte hue mere pairo tak aaoge. Samjhe, Sheru?"

Ishaan ne sandal chaat-te hue sirf sar hilaya, uska naya naam aur uski nayi pehchan ab Maya Devi ke pairo ki dhool ban chuki thi.you read this femdom stories on www.indianfemdomstories.com

raat ka sannata penthouse mein gehra tha, par Ishaan ke dimaag mein ek ajeeb si halchal machi hui thi. Maya Devi ne pichle do dino mein use itna mansik roop se thaka diya tha ki uski sochne-samajhne ki shakti khatam ho chuki thi. Raat ke waqt, kitchen mein pani peene gaya Ishaan darr aur ghabrahat mein tha. Uske hath kaanp rahe thhe, aur isi kashmakash mein ek kaanch ka glass uske hath se chhoot gaya.

Chhan-nnn!

Kaanch ke tukde poore floor par bikhar gaye. Ishaan ki saans atak gayi. Usne jaldi se jhuk kar unhe uthane ki koshish ki, par tabhi peeche se bhari kadmon ki awaaz aayi. Maya Devi wahan khadi thi. Unhone dark maroon rang ki ek satin nightgown pehni thi, par unke chehre par wahi purani, khatarnaak sakhti thi jo kisi ko bhi andar tak hila de.

"Sheru! Yeh kya tamasha hai?" Unki awaaz kitchen ki deewaron se takra kar goonji. "Maine tumse kaha tha na ki is ghar mein ek tinka bhi meri marzi ke bina nahi hilega? Tumhari himmat kaise hui itni laparwahi karne ki? Kya tumne mere discipline ko mazak samajh rakha hai?"

Ishaan kuch bolne hi wala tha ki Maya Devi ka bhari hath uske gaal par zor se raseed hua. Chat-taak! Thappad itna zor ka tha ki Ishaan apna santulan kho baitha aur seedha floor par bikhre kaanch ke paas ja gira.

"Neeche raho! Wahin pade raho jahan tumhari asli jagah hai," Maya ne ghurrate hue kaha. Unhone kaanch ke tukde ek side kiye aur wahi kitchen table par rakhi chair par baith gayi. Unhone apne liye ek plate pasta banaya tha jiski khushboo poore kitchen mein mehak rahi thi.

Ishaan dopahar se bhookha tha. Maya ne use subah se ek niwala tak nahi diya tha, sirf ghar ki safai aur unke pairo ki seva mein lagaye rakha tha. Uska pait dard kar raha tha, aur pasta ki khushboo uski bhook ko aur bhadka rahi thi. Woh floor par pada raha, Maya Devi ke nange pairo ko dekh raha tha jo table ke neeche araam se tike hue thhe.

Maya ne ek bada spoon pasta uthaya, use apne honthon tak le gayi, aur phir ruk gayi. Unhone Ishaan ki taraf dekha, jo laalchi nazron se pasta ko dekh raha tha.

"Bhook lagi hai, Sheru?" Maya ne ek kutil muskaan ke saath pucha. "Tadap rahe ho na is khane ke liye? Ek tycoon ka beta aaj ek niwale ke liye taras raha hai. Kitna sukoon mil raha hai mujhe tumhari ye halat dekh kar."

Achanak, Maya ne woh pasta se bhara spoon hawa mein uthaya aur jaan-boojh kar use floor par phenk diya—theek Ishaan ke chehre ke paas. Saucy pasta floor ki thandi tile par bikhar gaya.

"Khao ise," Maya ne thande lehze mein order diya.

Ishaan ne apna hath aage badhaya, par Maya ne turant apna nanga pair uske hath par rakh kar use floor par daba diya. Unki aedi (heel) ka dabao Ishaan ki hatheli par itna sakht tha ki woh karah utha.

"Maine kab kaha ki tum hathon ka istemaal kar sakte ho? Tum ek janwar ho, Sheru. Ek paltoo kutta. Aur kutte kabhi hathon se khana nahi khate. Mujhe chahiye ki tum bilkul ek janwar ki tarah apne muh se is pasta ko floor se uthao. Chalo, shuru ho jao!"

Ishaan ki aankhon mein sharam ke aansu thhe, par Maya ki authority aur uski apni dabne ki chah ne use majboor kar diya. Usne dheere-dheere apna chehre floor ke kareeb laya. Maya ne apna pair uske sar ke peeche rakha aur halka sa dabao banate hue use neeche dhakela.

"Jhuko! Aur neeche! Chaato is floor ko jaise tumne kal meri sandals chaati thi," Maya ne haskar kaha.

Ishaan ne apni jeebh nikali aur floor par pade pasta ko chatna shuru kiya. Floor ki thandak aur pasta ka swaad ek ajeeb ehsaas de rahe thhe. Woh har ek niwale ko zameen se utha raha tha, bilkul waise hi jaise ek bhookha janwar karta hai. Maya Devi upar baithi apni baaki plate se pasta kha rahi thi aur apne pair se Ishaan ke sar ko sehla rahi thi, jaise koi apne paltoo janwar ko 'shabash' deta hai.

"Dekho apne aap ko, Ishaan," Maya ne taana maarte hue kaha, unka har shabd ek khanjar ki tarah tha. "Duniya tumhe ek bade ghar ka waaris samajhti hai, par asal mein tum kya ho? Mere pairo ke paas baith kar, floor se kutto ki tarah khana khane wala ek nacheez ghulaam. Kya tumhari mardangi tumhe ab yaad nahi aa rahi? Kya tumhe bura nahi lag raha ki tum ek aurat ke pairo ke neeche dher pade ho?"

Ishaan kuch bol nahi pa raha tha, uska muh pasta aur zillat se bhara tha. Usne bas ek halki si 'hmm' ki awaaz nikaali, jo Maya ke liye ek tasalli thi.

"Tumhari aukat yahi floor hai, Sheru. Tum isi gandagi aur isi ghulami ke layak ho. Jab tak main is ghar mein hoon, tum insan nahi rahoge. Tum sirf meri zaroorat aur mere manoranjan ka ek sadhan ho. Samjhe?"

Jab Ishaan ne poora pasta floor se saaf kar diya, Maya ne apna pair uske chehre ke samne laya. Pasta ki sauce thodi si unke anguthe (toe) par lag gayi thi.

"Dekho, tumne mere pairo ko ganda kar diya khate-khate. Ab ise bhi saaf karo. Ek kan bhi baki nahi rehna chahiye," Maya ne amiraana andaaz mein kaha. you read this femdom stories on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Ishaan ne bina deri kiye Maya Devi ke pair ke anguthe ko apni jeebh se saaf karna shuru kiya. Use ab is humiliation mein ek ajeeb sa nasha aane laga tha. Maya ne uske baal pakad kar uska chehra upar uthaya.

"Agle teen mahine tumne agar ek bhi galti ki, toh yaad rakhna, khana toh door, tumhe is floor par sone ki ijaazat bhi nahi milegi. Tum sirf wahan rahoge jahan mere pair honge. Ab crawl karte hue apne kone mein jao aur tab tak mat uthna jab tak main tumhe agla order na doon."

Ishaan, yaani abka 'Sheru', chupchap crawl karte hue kitchen se bahar nikla, jabki peeche se Maya Devi ke thahakon ki awaaz gunj rahi thi. Usne samajh liya tha ki ab uski pehchan sirf unke pairo ki dhool hai.

Floor se kutton ki tarah pasta chatne ke baad, Ishaan ko laga tha ki shayad aaj ki zillat ka koti (quota) poora ho chuka hai. Par use kya maloom tha ki Maya Devi ne toh abhi sirf panna palta tha, asli kahani toh unke bedroom ke band darwazo ke peeche shuru hone wali thi.

Sheru! Mere bedroom mein aao. Abhi!" Maya ki awaaz hall mein goonji.

Ishaan ne ab seekh liya tha ki khade hokar jana uski malkin ko pasand nahi hai. Woh apne ghutno aur hatheliyon ke bal jhuka aur kisi paltoo janwar ki tarah crawl karte hue corridor se hota hua Maya ke bedroom ke darwaze tak pahuncha. Darwaza thoda khula tha. Andar ka nazaara dekh kar Ishaan ki saans ruk gayi.

Maya Devi bed par bade araam se baithi thi, unhone ek pair doosre ke upar rakha tha, aur unke hath mein Ishaan ka laptop tha. Unki nazron mein ek aisi shaitani chamak thi jo Ishaan ko andar tak thanda kar gayi.

"Toh... Sheru. Maine socha thoda dekhun ki hamara yeh 'sharif' ladka akele mein kya karta hai," Maya ne laptop ki screen uski taraf ghuma di. "Femdom? Foot worship? Slave training? Human furniture? Oh ho, Sheru... tum toh kaafi bade tharki nikle. Itni gehri gandagi chhupi hai tumhare is masoom chehre ke peeche?"

Ishaan ka chehra sharam se tamtama gaya. Use laga jaise kisi ne uski rooh ko nanga kar diya ho. Uska sabse bada raaz, uska woh deewanapan jise woh duniya se chhupata tha, ab Maya Devi ke hathon mein ek hathiyar ban chuka tha.

"Ma'am... woh... please... woh bas ek... please laptop band kar dijiye," Ishaan ne haklaya, uski aankhon mein darr saaf dikh raha tha.

"Chup!" Maya ne achanak chillakar laptop bed par patak diya. Unki awaaz mein aisi kadak thi ki Ishaan ka pura shareer kaanp utha. "Ab ye rone-dhone ka drama mere samne mat karo. Tumhe ye sab pasand hai na? Tumhe ghulami pasand hai? Tumhe pairo ki dhool banna pasand hai? Toh ab ise real life mein experience karo. Main tumhe dikhaungi ki asli 'Slave Training' kya hoti hai."

Maya bed se uthi aur Ishaan ke paas aakar khadi ho gayi. Unki lambi kaaya Ishaan ke upar ek saaye ki tarah mandrane lagi.

"Sun lo dhyaan se, agar tumne meri har ek baat—chahe woh kitni hi gandi ya zillat bhari kyun na ho—nahi maani, toh ye saari browser history, tumhare ye ghinone shauk aur tumhari ye kutte wali halat ki videos main tumhare tycoon papa ko email kar dungi. Socho, unki reputation ka kya hoga jab unhe pata chalega unka beta ek 'Foot Slave' hai?"

Ishaan ke paas koi raasta nahi bacha tha. Woh bilkul toot chuka tha. Woh bilkul unke pairo mein gir gaya, apna sar unke nange pairo par rakh diya. "Nahi Ma'am! Please aisa mat kijiye. Mere papa mujhe tyaag denge. Aap jo bolengi main wahi karunga. Main aapka ghulaam hoon, aapka Sheru hoon. Please..."

Maya ne ek thandi aur kutil hansi hansi. Unhone apna ek pair uthaya aur poore zor se Ishaan ke muh par rakh diya, uske hothon ko apne talve (sole) se dabate hue.

"Theek hai. Toh shuruat karte hain tumhare aaj ke 'Prasad' se. Mujhe bathroom jana hai, aur tum mere peeche crawl karte hue aaoge. Ek paltoo janwar ki tarah."

Maya Devi bade garv se bathroom ki taraf badhi, aur Ishaan unke pairo ki aahat ka peecha karte hue, zameen par rhengate hue gaya. Bathroom ka mahool thanda tha, tiles chamak rahi thi. Maya ne use commode ke paas baithne ka ishara kiya.

"Yahan baitho, Sheru. Mere samne," unhone hukm diya.

Ishaan wahan baith gaya, uski nazrein neeche thi. Maya ne uske samne khade hokar apni green silk saree ko thoda upar uthaya. Ishaan ne kabhi sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki uski malkin use is hadd tak le jayengi.

"Sheru, aaj se tumhara kaam sirf ghar saaf karna ya meri sandals chamkana nahi hai. Tumhe meri har natural zaroorat ka hissa banna hoga. Meri body se jo bhi nikalta hai—chahe woh paseena ho, ya kuch aur—woh tumhare liye 'pavitra' hona chahiye. Samjhe? Ek ghulaam ke liye uski malkin ka utara hua har katra ek inaam hota hai."

Maya Devi ne wahi khade-khade 'release' karna shuru kiya. Susu ki dhaar ki awaaz bathroom mein goonji. Ishaan wahi freeze ho gaya tha, par tabhi kuch garam boondein uske chehre aur gaalon par giri.

"Taste it, Sheru. Yeh tumhari malkin ka prasad hai. Iska ek katra bhi zameen par zaya nahi hona chahiye," Maya ne ek shahi hukm diya.

Ishaan ne kaanpte hue apni jeebh nikali. Usne apne hothon par giri un garam boondon ko chatna shuru kiya. Shuruat mein uski aatma ne vidroh kiya, par jaise hi Maya ke pairo ki mehak aur unki authority ka nasha us par chadhne laga, use ek ajeeb sa sukoon milne laga. Woh us zillat ko peene laga tha.

"Good. Ab neeche saaf karo," Maya ne apne pairo ki taraf ishara kiya.

Floor par aur Maya Devi ke goro pairo par kuch boondein giri hui thi. Ishaan ne bina kisi hichkichahat ke apni jeebh ka istemaal kiya. Woh kisi pyaase janwar ki tarah Maya Devi ke pairo se lekar floor tak ki har ek boond ko chat-chat kar saaf karne laga. Maya upar se use dekh rahi thi, unke chehre par ek vijayi (victorious) muskurahat thi.

"Dekho ise," Maya ne uske sar par thokar maarte hue kaha, "Kal tak ye ladka bade-bade sapne dekhta tha, aur aaj ye mere bathroom ka floor saaf kar raha hai apni jeebh se. Kya maza aa raha hai, Sheru? Kya tumhare un ghinone videos mein aisa kuch dikhaya tha?"

Ishaan ne poora floor aaine ki tarah chamka diya tha. Usne upar dekh kar dhime se kaha, "Ji Ma'am... bahut... bahut sukoon mil raha hai."you read this femdom stories on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Maya ne apni saree neeche ki aur Ishaan ki thodi (chin) pakad kar use upar uthaya. Uske chehre par abhi bhi geelapan tha.

"Aaj se tum mere 'Toilet Slave' bhi ho. Jab bhi main bathroom aaungi, tum yahi miloge. Aur yaad rakhna, agar ek boond bhi tumse chhoot gayi, toh main tumhe woh saara pani pilwaungi jo tumne kabhi khwabon mein bhi nahi socha hoga. Ab chalo, crawl karte hue bahar nikal aur mere bed ke paas floor par baitho. Aaj raat tum wahin soge, mere pairo ke paas."

Ishaan ne wahi kiya. Usne bathroom se lekar bedroom tak ka safar crawl karke tai kiya. Maya bed par let gayi, aur Ishaan unke bed ke neeche thandi tile par ek kutte ki tarah kundli maarke baith gaya.

"Sheru," Maya ne neend bhari awaaz mein kaha, "Mere pairo ko dabana shuru karo. Jab tak main so na jaoon, tumhare hath rukne nahi chahiye. Aur agar beech mein meri neend khuli aur tumhare hath ruke hue mile... toh kal subah ka nashta tumhe mere sandals ke niche se khana padega."

Ishaan ne turant unke thake hue pairo ko pakda aur unhe sehlane laga. Use ehsaas ho gaya tha ki Maya Devi ne use sirf ek naukar nahi banaya tha, unhone uski rooh ko apni ghulami ki bediyon mein jakad liya tha. Woh amir baap ka beta ab mar chuka tha, ab sirf 'Sheru' baki tha—jo apni malkin ke har ek thook, har ek paseene aur har ek hukm ka bhookha tha.

Andheri raat mein, Maya Devi ki gehri saanson ke beech, Ishaan unke pairo ki seva karta raha, yeh jaante hue ki agla din isse bhi zyada zillat aur deewanapan lekar aayega.

Agle kuch hafte Ishaan ke liye kisi madhosh kar dene wale sapne aur ek dardnak hakeekat ke beech ki dhundh jaise thhe. Uska purana wajood, uski degree, uski amiri—sab kuch Maya Devi ke pairo ke neeche dabi hui dhool ban chuka tha. Maya ne uska naam 'Ishaan' jaise mita hi diya tha. Ab woh penthouse ke har kone mein sirf 'Sheru' ke naam se pukara jata tha. Uska din unke pairo ki aahat se shuru hota aur unki gandi sandals ki safai par khatam hota.

Ek dopehar, bahar ki garmi dimaag ko pighla dene wali thi. Maya Devi bahar se wapis aayi, unka chehra dhoop ki vajah se thoda tamtama raha tha, jisne unki sakhti ko aur bhi zyada darawna aur akarshak bana diya tha.

"Sheru! Bahar nikal apne kone se!" Unhone hall mein kadak kar kaha.

Ishaan, jo ki ab tak kitchen ke floor par baitha unke liye thanda pani taiyaar kar raha tha, turant crawl karte hue hall mein aaya. Usne dekha ki Maya Devi sofa par thodi uksahat mein baithi thi. Unhone apne bag se ek chocolate ka packet nikala jo garmi ki vajah se poori tarah pighal kar ek gaadha, chipchipa liquid ban chuka tha.

"Toh Sheru... maine socha aaj tumhe ek 'Treat' di jaye. Bechara mera kutta itne dino se sirf bacha-kucha khana kha raha hai na?" Maya ne ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha.

Ishaan ki aankhon mein thodi chamak aayi, par woh jaanta tha ki Maya Devi ki 'Treat' ka matlab kabhi bhi asaan nahi hota. Unhone woh chocolate ka packet Ishaan ko haath mein nahi diya. Balki, unhone bade itmenaan se apni dark green saree ko ghutno tak upar uthaya. Unke lambe, toned pair dhoop mein chamak rahe thhe aur unpar paseene ki nanhi boondein saaf dikh rahi thi.

"Yahan aao, mere pairo ke paas," unhone hukm diya.

Ishaan ne apna chehre unke pairo ke paas laya. Maya ne woh pighli hui chocolate li aur use bade dhang se apne dono talwo (soles) par malna shuru kiya. Unhone chocolate ko apni ungliyon ke beech, apni aediyon (heels) par, aur poore pair ke talve par ek moti layer ki tarah laga diya. Unke pairo ka garmi wala paseena aur woh meethi chocolate mil kar ek ajeeb sa, teekha aur meetha paste ban gaye thhe.

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"Aaj ka dinner yahi hai, Sheru. Mere pairo ko tab tak chaato jab tak ki ye bilkul chamak na jayein. Aur dhyan rahe, mujhe mere pairo par chocolate ka ek bhi nishaan, ek bhi kan baki nahi chahiye. Agar maine dekha ki tumne laparwahi ki hai, toh yaad rakhna—raat bhar bathroom mein nange floor par band rahoge. Shuru ho jao!"

Ishaan ne ek pal ke liye hichkichaya, par Maya ke pairo se uthne wali woh nasha dene wali mehak ne uske dimaag par kabza kar liya tha. Usne apna muh unke pairo mein ghusa diya. Chocolate ka woh gaadha meetha swaad aur Maya Devi ke pairo ki woh namkeen, teekhi mehak... usne apni zindagi mein aisa swaad pehle kabhi nahi chakha tha.

Woh kisi pagal janwar ki tarah unke talwo ko choosne laga. Maya ne apne pair uske muh par daba diye, jisse chocolate uske naak aur gaalon par bhi lag gayi.

"Chaato ise! Bilkul dhang se, apni jeebh ko meri ungliyon ke beech ghusao aur wahan se har ek katra nikaalo," Maya ne thandi awaaz mein kaha, jabki unka doosra hath unke phone par tha.

Woh kisi se business ki baat kar rahi thi, bilkul normal lehze mein, jaise unke pairo ke neeche koi insaan nahi, balki ek nacheez safai karne wala janwar ho. Ishaan ke liye yeh sabse badi zillat thi—ki woh unke liye itna mamuli tha ki unhe use 'feed' karte waqt baat karne ki bhi zaroorat mehsoos nahi hui.

Maya ne phone rakha aur neeche dekha. "Kya hua Sheru? Thak gaye? Ya meri chocolate pasand nahi aayi? Tumhare tycoon baap ne tumhe five-star hotels mein khilaya hoga, par meri ghulami ka yeh swaad... yeh tumhe kahin nahi milega. Hai na?"

Ishaan ne haanfte hue, chocolate se sane muh ke saath upar dekha, "Maya Ma'am... please... aur... mujhe aur chahiye... mujhe aapki seva aur karni hai..."

Maya ne apne pair uske chehre se hataye aur use ek thokar maari. "Zyada lalach mat karo. Aur chahiye toh kaam bhi badhana padega. Kal se tumhara ek naya schedule shuru ho raha hai."

Unhone apne bag se apni pehni hui stockings (jurabein) nikali jo unhone din bhar pehni thi aur unhe Ishaan ke chehre par phenk diya.

"Kal se tum mere saare kapde, meri laundry, aur khaas kar meri stockings apne haatho se dhoyoge. Machine ka istemaal hargiz nahi hoga. Aur suno... dhone se pehle, har ek kapde ko, har ek stocking ko tum gehrayi se sunghoge (sniff karoge). Tum mujhe bataoge ki mere shareer ki mehak unme kitni strong hai. Agar mujhe laga ki tumne poore dil se meri mehak ko mehsoos nahi kiya, toh tumhari saari mehnat bekar jayegi."

Ishaan ne un stockings ko uthaya aur unhe apne chehre par lapet liya. Usme Maya Devi ke shareer ki poori khushboo basi hui thi.

"Ji, Ma'am. Aapka ghulaam hamesha taiyaar hai. Main aapke ek-ek kapde ko apne hathon se saaf karunga aur unki mehak ko apne dimaag mein basa loonga," Ishaan ne unke pairo par sar rakhte hue kaha.

Ab Ishaan ko apne purane jeevan se koi lena-dena nahi tha. Woh bhool chuka tha ki woh kabhi ek penthouse ka maalik tha ya uske maata-pita London mein hain. Uska poora astitva ab Maya Devi ki ek chappal nikalne ki awaaz par tika tha.

Maya bed par chali gayi aur Ishaan ko ishara kiya ki woh floor par unke pairo ke paas baith jaye.

"Dekho Sheru, tumhari asli jagah yahi hai. Is penthouse ka aish-o-araam tumhare liye nahi, meri thakan utaarne ke liye hai. Tum yahan sirf isliye ho taaki meri sandals chamak sakein aur mere pairo ko sukoon mil sake. Kya tum khush ho apni is aukat mein?"

Ishaan ne Maya ke pairo ko pakda aur unhe sehlate hue kaha, "Ma'am, mujhe ab samajh aaya hai ki main isi ke liye paida hua tha. Aapka Sheru hone mein jo sukoon hai, woh azadi mein nahi tha."

Maya ne ek vijayi hansi hansi aur apni light band kar di. "Theek hai. Toh kal subah 5 baje uth jana. Mere jogging shoes taiyaar rehne chahiye aur unhe pehnane ke liye tumhe mere pairo ke paas ghutno par hona hoga. Ab so jao, mere bistar ke niche."

Andhere mein, Ishaan wahi floor par pada raha. Uske muh mein abhi bhi chocolate aur Maya ke pairo ka mila-jula swaad tha. Woh ghar ab uske liye ek mahal nahi, balki Maya Devi ka ek chota sa 'Asylum' ban chuka tha jahan woh khushi-khushi unka paltoo 'Sheru' bankar rehne ke liye taiyaar tha. Use ab azadi nahi, sirf aur sirf Maya Devi ki ek aur zillat bhari 'Treat' ka intezaar tha.