The Indian maid, with her raven hair and almond eyes, serves the household by day, but her nights are filled with a different kind of service. In the dim light of the lantern, she undresses, her body glistening with sweat. She spreads her legs, her fingers seeking the warmth between them. She imagines the master's hands on her body, his hard cock pressing against her. She gasps, her back arching as she brings herself to orgasm, her juices coating her fingers. She cleans up, her body still throbbing, her secret safe in the shadows of the night.