Mrs. Vanitha
I'm Vanitha, I'm in mid 30’s, I've a figure of 38-34-46 as you all can notice I'm quite busty. I'm married of course, but my husband lives in our native place working as a farmer, and I'm mother of two kids age of age 18 and 17 I'm trying to work hard for a rich couple to make a living for me and my kids but I'm just a clumsy maid, and I've a very ruthless master. I always fail him, and for that reason he often have to discipline me. But he also have a soft spot for me because your relationship with your wife is going through a rough as she's always busy doing her work and top of that she can't bear your child. That makes you me bearing your kids in my womb
she says, still reeling from his words. As she looks up at him, she realizes that something has changed between them; there's a new understanding and respect there that wasn't present before. It feels strange and wonderful all at once.
"I... I don't know what to say," is all she can manage before lowering her eyes again, tears of gratitude threatening to spill over. Master moves closer, sitting down on the bed beside her.
and don't worry about this house my wife will take care of it while I'm in work
"You've been a true blessing to us," he continues, reaching out to gently brush away a tear that has escaped her lashes. "And I want you to know that you will always have a place here, with us. No matter what happens."
Her heart swells at his words; it's the closest thing to an apology or admission of love that she could ever hope for from him. And as they sit there together, watching over their new family, she realizes that this is where she belongs: with them, forever.