Mera Naukar Ban Gaya Mera Malik – Monu Ne Pregnancy-Proof Kaise Banwaya

Doston, Monu ki breeding fantasy ke baad bhi woh yeh baat bar-bar repeat karta tha ki real mein mujhe pregnant nahi hone dena hai – “Teri chut sirf chudai ke liye hai, baccha nahi chahiye. Permanent solution chahiye, taaki main kabhi bhi raw chod sakun bina tension ke.”

Ek subah, jab main uske store room mein nangi padi thi, collar pehne, heels abhi bhi pairon mein, usne phone uthaya aur bola: “Aaj doctor appointment fix kar raha hu. Copper-T (IUD) lagwaayenge – 5-10 saal tak 99% safe. Ya hormonal implant, jo 3 saal tak chalega. Tu tayyar reh.”

Main thodi nervous ho gayi – doctor ke paas jaana, nangi hona, sab explain karna – lekin vasna aur submission ne mujhe haan bolne par majboor kar diya. “Haan malik… main aapki pregnancy-proof randi banungi… jo aap bolo, woh karwaungi.”

Appointment Fix Karna

Monu ne phone pe search kiya – ek private gynecology clinic, jo shehar ke thoda bahar thi, jahan privacy zyada hoti hai aur paise se sab manage ho jata hai. Usne call kiya:

“Doctor madam, ek female patient ke liye Copper-T insertion chahiye. Permanent contraception. Age 34, healthy, sexually active. Aaj ya kal slot hai?”

Doctor ne bola: “Kal subah 11 baje aa jaiye. Patient ko periods ke baad aana chahiye, lekin agar urgent hai to ultrasound karke kar denge. Fees 8000-12000, depending on type.”

Monu ne bola: “Theek hai, kal 11 baje. Patient mera… assistant hai. Main saath aaunga.”

Call khatam kar ke usne mujhe dekha, muskuraya: “Fix ho gaya. Kal subah 10 baje nikalenge. Tu office chutti le legi. Aur haan – clinic mein bhi tu meri randi hi rahegi. Samjhi?”

Main boli: “Haan malik… main chutti le lungi. Aap saath rahoge toh dar nahi lagega.”

Agla Din – Clinic Ka Din

Subah uth kar Monu ne mujhe tayyar kiya. Usne bola: “Normal kapde pehen – jeans aur top, lekin andar kuch mat pehenna. Bra-panty nahi. Doctor ke saamne nangi hone par excitement rahega.”

Main office ko call karke emergency leave li. Monu ne mujhe car mein baithaya (usne ek purani second-hand car li thi), chain collar ke andar chhupa di (top ke collar ke neeche), aur drive kiya. Raste mein usne mera haath pakad kar bola: “Soch randi… aaj teri chut permanent mera lund ke liye lock ho jayegi. Kabhi bhi raw daal sakta hu, maal bhar sakta hu, bina bacche ke dar ke.”

Main geeli ho gayi: “Haan malik… mujhe yeh soch kar hi maza aa raha hai… main aapki unlimited raw chudai ke liye ready rahungi.”

Clinic pahunchi – ek small private setup, waiting room mein sirf hum the. Nurse ne naam poocha: “Amrita?” Monu ne bola: “Haan, main uska… guardian hu.”

Doctor madam (35-40 saal ki, strict lekin professional) ne cabin mein bulaya. Maine andar jaate hi sharma kar sir jhuka liya. Doctor ne poocha: “Kya problem hai?”

Monu ne seedha bola: “Doctor, yeh meri partner hai. Hum long-term contraception chahte hain. Copper-T ya implant – permanent solution. Raw sex karte hain, pregnancy nahi chahiye.”

Doctor ne mujhe dekha, fir bola: “Theek hai. Pehle examination aur ultrasound karte hain. Kapde utariye, gown pehen lijiye.”

Monu ne mujhe aankh maari – main cabin ke curtain ke peeche gayi, jeans aur top utara (andar kuch nahi tha), gown pehna. Jab bahar aayi toh doctor ne table par letne ko kaha. Monu side mein khada tha, haath mein phone (record karne ke liye nahi, bas dekhne ke liye).

Doctor ne gloves pehne, legs faila kar examination ki – speculum daala, cervix dekha. “Uterus normal hai. Copper-T lag sakta hai.” Fir ultrasound kiya – screen par meri andar ki tasveer. Monu ne bola: “Doctor, yeh safe hai na? Main raw hi… matlab without protection.”

Doctor ne smile kiya: “99.9% effective after insertion. Cramping ho sakta hai pehle kuch din, lekin normal.”

Procedure shuru hua – local anesthesia, Copper-T device daala gaya. Mujhe thoda dard hua, siskiyan nikal gayi, lekin Monu ne mera haath pakad liya: “Achhi kutiya… seh le… yeh teri chut ka lock hai ab.”

10 minute mein complete. Doctor ne bola: “Bas, ho gaya. 1 mahine baad check-up. Koi problem ho toh call karna.”

Fees di, bahar aaye. Car mein baithte hi Monu ne mujhe kiss kiya, haath jeans ke andar daal kar chut ragdi: “Ab tu permanently pregnancy-proof hai. Aaj raat se unlimited raw chudai shuru.”

Ghar pahunch kar usne mujhe store room mein le gaya, nanga kiya, aur zor se choda – raw, deep, andar hi maal bhara. Main chillayi: “Haan malik… ab no tension… aap jitna chahe maal bharo… main aapki breeding bitch hu… protected!”

Us din ke baad har chudai mein freedom thi – raw, overflowing, no fear. Monu roz bolta: “Dekh randi, teri chut ab mera permanent playground hai.”

Main khush thi – dard thoda tha pehle 2-3 din, lekin maza double ho gaya. Meri pregnancy-proof zindagi shuru ho gayi – sirf chudai, sirf Monu ka maal, aur sirf satisfaction.