I have to go find her

I give my new tenant twenty minutes to get changed, as much as I'm looking forward to having this young beauty dressed like a royal bride, I don't mind waiting. This is after all her fantasy, the longer she has to sit the hornier I expect her to be.

“Miss Kapadia?” I was a little surprised when she was not waiting for me in my bedroom. Surprised, but not shocked. I know Riya hasn't left the house, or even come downstairs, so that meant I would find my Hindi captive hiding somewhere in these upstairs rooms. A quick glance shows she is not in the bathroom; I was expecting to find her cowering on her bed, but again was disappointed. She wasn't hiding in her closet either, so I headed to the front room confident that I'd find her somewhere in the upstairs sitting room. There was nowhere else for her to hide.

Some men might be annoyed by this little game of hers, but not me. By now I'm even to start feeling a little like the old Colonial officer who defeated the Maharajah of the kingdom and was hunting for the ruler's pretty unmarried daughter. In fact, I took the time to adjust the growing painful bulge in my trousers before I opened the door to the last room.

Success!

“Ah! I have found you.” Riya may not have been waiting for me in my room, but she's outdone herself with the choice of clothing. The sheer silk veil that hangs from her shoulders is so translucent that I can see the caramel skin it is barely covering.

“Stay away you White Beast.” She pulls the silk covering even tighter and I could see the pointy tip of her small breast dimpling the gossamer fabric. I don't know if she is deliberately trying to excite me, but that is certainly the effect whether she wants it or not. “I saw what your men did to those women in the throne room, is that what you want from me?”

“That and more ...” I step into the room and close the door behind me pushing it until the latch catches with an ominous 'click', “that and oh so much more ...”