I Am His Slave

By : Ritus2361

In my last story I shared with you that how I become a slave of a stranger man in my honeymoon. Now in this story I will tell u some more experiences. After returning from Goa I was very eager to meet Sharmajee and was really missing him badly. He was a real sex guru for all women. Sometime we talk on phone or sometime used to video chat on skype. Sharmajee used to order me to strip and dance.

Couple of times he even ordered me to suck my hubby’s cock so he could watch it live. He also showed us how he does sex with some of his girlfriends and honestly I felt so jealous and horny also at the same time. On one day evening when Sanjay had gone to office and I was watching some movie, doorbell rang. To my surprise Sharmajee was at the door. I was so happy to see him, as if I was seeing my lover.

He came in and without wasting much time drew me closer and put his lips on mine. Oh gosh, I was controlling my emotions as I knew this is not right. Though I wanted him badly, I never thought he would visit my place. But his lovely kiss broke all barriers and I returned him a nice wet kiss. Suddenly I realized that I have kept door open. I broke the kiss and ran to close the door. By the time, he had settled in sofa and instructed me to sit in his lap.

I hurriedly obeyed his command and sat on his lap to continue our kiss. Ritu, I am planning to stay here for weekend. Monday morning I will leave, but before that I want to continue what we did in Goa. Are you still ready to be my slave?” he asked in his sexy husky voice. My lowred eyes conveyed him the message but he wanted to confirm. “Yes master, I loved the way to treat me Goa. I will serve you with the same intensity here sir,I said keeping my head down.

He seemed pleased, and asked “Aren’t you forgetting the rule no1 slave? Oh, shit, I had almost forgotten. He had instructed me to welcome him whenever he comes with a blowjob. That was rule no1. I unzipped his pant in hurry and pulled out his enormous penis. Then I got back on my knees and bent forward to take that lovely meat in my mouth. He must have urinated recently because I was getting a fishy smell.

But I didn’t bother and continued giving him a nice blowjob. After several minutes of this mouth-treat he stood up and I realized he is going to come. I took my position and allowed him to come in my mouth. He came in loads and loads. The globs of white semen filled my mouth completely. Swallow it slave, this is your welcome drink. I knew you love my juice,” said my master.

I obediently gulped down that white load without wasting a single drop because I knew that if I would do that I would face a punishment. Then my master went for a bath and I headed towards kitchen to prepare something to eat. Sharmajee came back by just wrapping a towel. His masculine body and broad shoulders reminded me those wonderful days when he had crushed me under his huge body.

He sat down by the table and I served him tea and snacks. He put his arm around my waist and I resumed my position in his lap. I started feeding him with my hands while he put his hands under my tight kameez and started caressing my breasts. I normally don’t wear bras when I am alone at home. So Sharmajee got an easy access to my boobs and he gently played with them. Then he put his lips on mine, I thought he wanted to kiss.

But he inserted his half chewed paratha in my mouth. I ate that piece mixed with his salvia. He then gave few more which also I ate. After finishing he gurgled with water and spat that in my mouth like he does in basin. I gulped down that too. After he finished eating he went directly to our bedroom for rest and ordered me to eat his leftovers and clean the plate with my tongue.

As soon as I completed my task, Sharmajee called inside and told me to bring his bag. Then he pulled out a DVD and ran it on our player in bedroom. Oh gosh, it was the recording of my earlier encounter with Sharmajee where he had used me as a slave. In the clip, I was tied on bed and was getting fucked hard by Sharmajee while his one friend was emptying his load in my mouth.

I remembered all those moments and started getting aroused. Unknowingly my hand went to my pussy and I started rubbing it. Sharmajee noticed it and removed my hand and put his inside my salvar and panty. His thick finger found my love hole and started moving inside-out. So you liked what you had in Goa? This time it will be more fun as more men will be there to enjoy your lovely body,” he whispered in my ears.

I shivered in horror. “No no, please don’t that. I will serve you anyway you want. But please don’t make me publicly available,” I begged him. Listen bitch, you are my property and I have rights to use your body. I can share it with my friends or I can sell you to some street guy for an hour or might be whole night,” he said with a raised voice. With this he removed his hand from my panty and slapped hard on my butts.

I believe you need to realize what you are. You are not Mrs Ritu Sharma, a sophisticated lady, living in a posh area but a whore, a bitch whose place is under my boots,” said my master and kept slapping my butts. Strip!” he ordered. I removed my kameez and salvar and waited, because I knew he loves to go wild and tear my inners. As expected Sharmajee came ahead, grabbed my panty and with one hand he ripped it off. He removed his towel and pushed me on the bed.

I immediately got on my knees and elbows for a doggie position. This is Sharmajee’s favorite position when he is in dominating mood. In this position he feels that man has full control over women. Within seconds I felt his hands rested on my waist and his cock entering my vaginal door. In full force he rammed his tool inside me and I buried my face in pillow to suppress my scream.

Sharmajee fucked me hard for several minutes and later I started getting aroused. His manly behavior made me hornier and his strong yet painful strokes brought waves of pleasure. He moved forward, his hands reached for my breasts and mauled it. Then he started biting my shoulders, my earlobes, and my neck, everywhere. I was sure at the end of this fuck session I will be getting plenty of bite marks all over my shoulder and neck area.

I don’t know how much time we spend fucking wildly on our bed. Finally he came in my pussy and his warm liquid filled my entire hole. I lied on bed totally exhausted thinking it was over. But no, I was wrong. Sharmajee threw his mobile on me and told me to call my husband.

Wondering what he wants now I called my hubby. Sharmajee prompted me from behind, tell him what happened just now and ask him to come early if he didn’t want to miss the fun.

And by the way tell him to bring some Vodka too.”By the time, Sanjay was on line. “Hi, honey, you might be wondering why I am so out of breath. I just wanted to tell you that Sharmajee has come. Yeah, even I didn’t know this. This is his surprise visit. Yeah you are right; we just had a fucking session. It was wild and awesome. You should have seen that.

By the way, Sharmajee is asking you to come home early if you don’t want to miss more action. Bring some vodka. And one more thing, also bring couple of bras and panties. You know na, how he loves to tear them. Already one is gone. So list down the items you have to bring – vodka, pair of inner wares, contraceptive pills and Vaseline. I don’t think my ass will be spared tonight,

I kept the phone smiling. It was much time for Sanjay to come from office so Sharmajee suggested that we should take rest for now. Then we slept in each other’s arms without wearing anything. We woke up when the doorbell rang. It was my hubby I suppose. I started searching for my cloths but Sharmajee stopped me. It’s your husband silly. Just go and open the door,” he ordered.

Reluctantly I went to open the door full nude. My hubby was shocked to see me naked. He hurriedly came inside and closed the door. He kissed me on my lips and said “Oh I see, your master’s training has already started,” pointing to my neck and shoulder where Sharmajee had put several bite marks. No, this was just a warm up. I was waiting for you only. Tonight it will be her first session and tomorrow will be the gala said Sharmajee while coming out of bedroom he had again wrapped the towel.

That made me more embarrassing as I was the only one standing stark naked. But I knew that I won’t be allowed to wear anything till my master says so. I went in the kitchen to prepare something for dinner, while my hubby got fresh and joined Sharmajee for drinks. They were talking about our Goa trip, how I got awkward when third guy started fucking me while my eyes were tied.

Then Sharmajee said, “I have some different things in my mind for tomorrow. I want your permission to use her anyway I want. Ahh, you don’t need my permission. Just take here where you want to and do whatever you want to. She is all yours,” said my hubby pouring another drink in Sharmajee’s glass. Then I served them dinner and both men ate till their tummies got full. As usual I waited for them to finish and ate what was remaining in their plates.

And then the session started. They were sitting on sofas facing each other. I was ordered to get on my knees with my head touching the ground, a perfect slave position. Sharmajee said, “I came to know that in the past few months you forgot your duties as a slave and misbehaved with your husband. This definitely goes for a punishment so that you won’t forget a single thing and respect your husband.

For a start you will receive 25 strokes of whip followed by 15 strokes of cane, then 10 with leather belt and five hands slaps. You will count each stroke and will say thank you master. If you try to move or avoid the stroke I will start from 25 again. So better be careful, if you do not wish to receive more. As you live in a posh society, you definitely did not want your neighbors to hear your screams or cries. So keep your voice down. After each round, you will kiss our feet and will beg for the next round. Is that clear slut?

I felt a cold wave running down my spine when I heard his speech. I was damn sure he is going to this right in front of my husband and he will watch his wife getting beaten up by someone else. This was a sheer humiliation. I had never faced such heavy punishment. Not even in my school days. I was going to receive 50 strokes and that too mercilessly for my mistakes knows which one. Sharmajee went inside and brought the stuff. He took whip in his hand and waved it in air.

Whoos the sound cutting the air brought down my strength further down please help me to suffer all this. Before I could finish my prayer first blow hit my right ass cheek. Ooouch! I cried out loudly and moved ahead unknowingly. Chuck chuck,” my master said. “You moved, now I have to start again, This time I pulled all my strength together and waited for the blow.

It landed on the same spot and a strong wave of pain ran all over my body. I hardly controlled myself and counted “This was one, thank you master, He said nothing and hit exactly on the same spot again. Gosh, he is killing me. This was two, thank you master,”

Third one was harder and again on my right cheek. I breathed hard, gasped for air three, thank you master,”

Then he moved to left cheek, after 3-4 stroke came back to right again. My buttocks were on fire. I wanted to cry loudly but just tears were running over my cheeks. I received some strokes on my back, thighs, legs everywhere. He was raining whip strokes all over my body. One stroke almost hit my pussy. That was really painful aaaahhhhhh, Oh my, please stop master that was 25th. Thank you for that,”

He took a break and sat near my husband on sofa. I raised my head and saw them smiling at me.

I hope you remember what to do,” Oh, I had almost forgotten. I crawled towards them. Bend down kissed my master’s feet, then moved to my husband and kissed his feet too. He lifted my chin and kissed me. You were strong; just keep your moral high. It will be over soon honey,” he said. I said nothing and went back to the same place and resumed my position.

No, no, No ass this time. They are already red and swollen. If I hit a few more strokes you will start bleeding. I don’t want that. So head up, put your hands behind your head and stay still,” my master said. Oh, that mean, he will hit on my breasts. Sharmajee read my mind yes dear; your beautiful breasts are in Que. He picked up cane and without wasting much time hit hard on my breasts. Ooooucchhhh, I thought I will pass out due to pains. that was one, thank you master,”

And it went on.

He hit several strokes on my breasts including nipples, some on my stomach too.

When it got over, I collapsed on the floor. After few minutes I woke up and kissed their feet again. Then it was leather belt. I am sure you are not going to stand on your ground while receiving this. And I don’t want to hit you again and again. So I will tie you up. And they tied my hands and legs to our furniture table such a way that I could not move an inch.

And then came the heavy blows. After 10 strokes I was released from my bondage so that I can kiss their feet again. Now the final one I was so exhausted that I was hardly able to walk. Sharmajee told me to sit in his lap and bend down. My head rested on his feet and my ass was at his mercy. His strong hand came down heavily with an audible smack.

Thaaaankkk yooooou masteeer, one, After third smack, he again changed my position.

“I think this will help you remind your duties more,” said my master with a strong slap on my face. Gosh, he was a real beast. But I had to thank him for that. Thank you master, that was fourth,” and then came another on my face again. I couldn’t bear such humiliation and started crying.

But even though, I remembered what I was told. I bend down to my master’s feet and kissed them strongly. Same did with my husband. Finally it was over. My hubby pulled me towards him and gave a nice warm hug. I put my head on his shoulder and let all emotions flow. His hands were moving on my back. After a while I felt another pair of hands on my body. They moved over my back to my breasts and then my pussy.

I realized what he wanted. Even my hubby got a hard on, and I was sensing while sitting on his lap. They carried me to the bedroom, put me on the bed and undressed quickly. Sharmajee moved towards my breasts while my hubby went for my vagina. They were hard on already and within seconds I was having Sanjay’s cock in my mouth while Sharmajee was ramming my already battered pussy.

Later they switched positions. My ass was on fire, my back and boobs were sore because of that brutal beating. But no was caring for that. They just wanted me as their sex pot. After some time they switched positions and continued fucking me. Both came at same time and emptied their bowls in one glass. Then they took a drinks break. Even I needed a strong peg to get rid of my pains.

As I knew this wasn’t over. They are gonna fuck me in 10-15 minutes. So when I asked them for a peg they poured me vodka in that cum filled glass. I never had such cocktail in my life. Have anyone tested vodka with two men’s cum? I have, it tastes horrible. But I had no other choice.

Sharmajee and Sanjay were standing near the table and were talking in low voice. I heard my husband saying, I haven’t tried that so far. It seems strange for me, but why not give it try. Then he turned to me and said, “Sweetie, I have brought Vaseline. Go get the tube and apply generously, So, it was time for my ass banging. I had very little energy left to experience another attack on my ass, but I knew if I refuse the outcome will be more painful and brutal. So I kept mum and went on to bring the tube.

I applied most of it on my ass crack while greased their cocks with the remaining. Then climbed on bed and raised my butts as much possible to give them better access. First Sanjay tried, he pushed the cockhead gently and continued till he managed to insert it full length. After some slow movements he got the rhythm and gave some hard shots. Then he made way for Sharmajee. He slapped couple of time on my sore buttocks.

I moaned loudly but he meant business. He wasted no time and just rammed his big tool in my tiny hole. Thank God, I had applied plenty of Vaseline and Sanjay had warmed up the hole. Otherwise, I would have definitely passed out. Aaahhhhh, I cried out loudly without bothering about our neighbors. I was crying so loudly that I am sure even our watchman also must have heard my voice.

Sanjay got little worried and he hurriedly found my tore panty lying on floor. He put that in my mouth and tied my head with his handkerchief. Now I was making just muffing sound as Sharmajee continued my ass rape with full force. Then Sanjay said, let’s do that do that?, what the fuck they wanted to do now? I got my answer when Sanjay lied on back and told me to climb on him.

Oh no, they were planning for double penetration. I climbed on him and put his penis in my pussy. He grabbed me towards him and spread my ass cheeks for Sharmajee. He happily climbed on bed and regained his position in my back door. Only a thin wall of my vagina was separating both cocks and the feeling was intolerable. Though, I had experience of taking two cocks at the same time, it was for the first time with Sanjay.

So he came early and filled my pussy. However, Sharmajee went on. It was quite a view. I was lying on husband who had limp cock and was doing nothing, while Sharmajee was on top of us and was using my ass vigorously. Our bodies were moving together with his each stroke as if he was fucking both, husband and wife. He finally came with a loud moan and stepped aside. I was so exhausted that I didn’t even go to toilet to clean the mess and went on to sleep immediately. To be continued..