Chutki's Contemplations: Uloopi Visits NY - Part 1

Read the first blog article on Chutki's Contemplation's here before reading further for context. 

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The alarm buzzed loudly and cruelly woke Uloopi from her sleep. She cursed and mouthed an obscenity at the alarm clock, which ignored her and kept buzzing. 5:30 am on a Saturday morning. This was just torture.

Then Uloopi remembered. This was all on her. She had willingly accepted this life for herself. She turned and stared at the small red light at the corner of the room where the camera was placed. She had exactly five minutes to get up. If she did not, her Maalik on the other end of the camera would know. And she cared more about what he thought of her, than her sleep. 

 For over two months now, she had slept on the floor, eschewing the comfort of her Tempurpedic bed. It had been hell for the first week. Then she got used to it. She still glanced at the bed longingly every day, but she was proud that she had not even rested her butt on it once in the last two months. 

Her Maalik had teased her about the bed once, when he had visited.
"Seems pretty luxurious for a Slave trainee," he had remarked. She had obsessed about that one comment all day after he had left. Did he disapprove of her sleeping on the bed? Should she give it away? Is she a bad slave for sleeping on a bed? Was he just joking?

She had tossed and turned at night running his single sentence thru her brain over and over again. The next night, she put a simple flat sheet on her carpet and slept on the floor. She had felt a strange thrill as she struggled with the discomfort of the unyielding surface.  

She had never mentioned it to her Maalik, and ever since cameras went up in her apartment a few weeks ago, he had never brought it up either. She wondered if he had noticed. Would he approve? Would he be proud of her? Would he consider her a good slave? She longed to find out, but she knew better than to ask. 

Uloopi staggered to the bathroom and switched on the lights and winced as the harsh lighting hit her eyes.  She found her phone and quickly SMS'ed an update. "Maalik, I am up and in the bathroom". She turned to the camera and waved.  Then she stared at her naked reflection in the mirror. Am I being narcissistic, if I like my image in the mirror? She stared at her completely hairless pubic area. Her Didi had just helped her with waxing it yesterday. Uloopi was till fascinated with being completely hairless down there. It made her feel sexy and clean but most of all it made her feel kinky and naughty, a feeling she loved.  

She wondered why she had never tried it before she had met her Maalik and Didi. Before she had met them, Uloopi had never given much thought to body hair. Now she obsessed over every little strand on her body. If she spotted a stray hair on her hand or legs, she would immediately try and pull it out with a tweezer which she now carried in her purse. She felt herself, and wondered if her skin was as smooth as her Didi's. Somehow it didn't feel as smooth and buttery as her Didi's skin. Uloopi cursed herself for not waxing her body as a teenager like her Didi had done. Oh Well, at least I am quite a bit taller, she thought with satisfaction. 

Then she remembered something else. Her eyes narrowed as she critically studied her skin tone. Brown, like most Indians, unlike her Didi, who was freakishly pale skinned for an Indian. When Uloopi had first met them, she had thought her Maalik had married a Gori. It didn't matter so much in this country, where the majority of women were white, but in India, her Didi would have stood out. Indian men seemed to prefer women like her Didi. Maybe that is why Maalik prefers her to me, Uloopi thought.

There you go again. She became aware of what she was doing. You must stop this obsessive comparison with her. You are you, she is who she is. Accept  yourself!! Uloopi snapped out of her idle mental ramblings and forced herself into the present moment. She brushed her teeth and quickly donned her workout clothes. As she headed out of the door, she SMS'ed again,"Going for my workout", turned flashed a smile at the camera in her living room and exited swiftly. 

Kevin, her trainer was waiting at the gym. He smiled when he saw her. Kevin was just an inch taller than her but was built as if he spent his entire day at the gym! He had shredded thighs, biceps and an amazing butt! 

After a ten minute warm up, Kevin took her through a grueling 30 minute lower body workout. By the time she was done with the punishing squats, dead lifts, leg extensions, curls and back extensions, Uloopi could barely stand. Her legs felt like jello and as she finished her last set of reps, she suddenly collapsed. Kevin reached out from behind and grabbed her. As he pulled her up, his arms grazed her breasts. 

"Whoa there," he said. She let herself linger on his chest a few seconds longer than necessary enjoying his smell. Kevin liked her and they had gone out for coffee two times, but she had politely given him some excuse or the other when he had asked her out on a date. She felt ambivalent about him. She liked him, but he wasn't Indian. She really didn't see a future there. Although right now, she was horny as hell and just being next to him felt fantastic. 

Her Maalik had enforced a strict "no self pleasuring" rule on her and it was driving her totally crazy. Her body yearned for sexual release and she was constantly running to the rest room to clean up from all the sexual excitement she felt. Even a stray touch pushed her over the edge. She got her release only one day a month on "Slave Saturdays" and she was just coming off her November Slave Saturday with the December one, weeks away!. 

"Do I get a date for saving you from falling?" Kevin asked, smiling. "How about today evening?"

"I can't Kevin, I am flying to NY today." She saw the disappointment in his eyes and felt terrible. 

"You know I am going to keep asking, till you say yes." he joked.
She flashed him her best smile and replied "Please do!, you never know when I might say yes!"

"Why do I feel you are just fucking with me?" he said, his face dangerously close to her. 

"I've got to run, have tons of stuff to take care of before leaving for the airport," she said avoiding answering his question. 

"I'll walk you to your car. I have 15 minutes before my next appointment"

"No! There's no need for that!!" Uloopi said almost in panic. She did not want him to see her Mercedes. Her wealth intimidated men and pushed them away. 

"I insist"

As they walked to her car, she leaned on him and he held her. Oh! if felt so good to be in a man's arms! 

Kevin whistled when he saw her car. "Damn! those are some serious wheels! I thought you drove one of those small cars?" 

Uloopi looked at him anxiously. I need to get rid of this damn thing and buy a ford, She thought. 

She had borrowed her friend Kristin's car for her coffee trysts with Kevin. 

"Next time, you're paying for the coffee!" Kevin said and laughed. 

"I thought you wanted to take me out for dinner?" she quipped, trying desperately to divert his focus away from the car and her wealth. 

He opened the door and let her slide in. "Anytime you are ready." he said.

As she drove to her apartment, Uloopi wondered how Kevin would react if she told him about her secret. You're a fucking weird bitch, seriously fucked up in the head, Only a sick woman would crave to be a goddamn slave. What is wrong with you? is what he would think, Uloopi despaired. 

Would she ever find a man who would not judge her?

As soon as she got back into her apartment, she SMS'ed her Maalik. 

"I'm home Maalik" 

Her phone beeped almost immediately

How is Kevin?

"He's fine Maalik"

When are you accepting his date invitation?

"I don't know. I am confused Maalik, He's not Indian"

There was a long silence, then a message flashed across her screen

You'll never know unless you give it a try

Uloopi, stared at the phone. Her eyes filled with tears. Damn. How do I tell him?

Look into the camera. 

She stared into the camera. There was a long silence, then her phone beeped again.

As your Maalik, I am ordering you to go out on a date with Kevin. You need this. See you in two hours

Uloopi stared at the screen. A silent rage bubbled up inside her. Her hands clenched the phone till her knuckles turned white. She quietly exited her front door and shut it behind her. She quickly went up a flight of steps. When she was certain, she was out of camera range, she let out a blood curdling yell, banged her fists against the wall repeatedly and cried. Then she wiped her tears and quietly reentered her apartment as if nothing had happened. 

To be continued.....