Wife turns into a wrestling dominatrix – Part 5

Hello guys. I continue the story.

I am tied to a chair on my stomach, all naked with swollen red balls and ass spread out, begging to be spanked. My sali had fucked me up well. I lay there for an hour, after which my hot wife, Supriti, returned from her gym. She looked smoking hot in her blue sports bra and tiny shorts.

Supriti: Whoah! Wtf? Hahaha. Looks like someone got a good ass kicking.

She bent down with her sprouting melons to inspect my condition. She pinched my red, swollen balls with two of her fingers. A stream of current passed through my body, and I screamed

Me: Aaah. They hurt. Stop!

Supriti: (smirked) Ouch.Looks like Shreya squeezed the shit out of them. They look like ripe tomatoes!

My cruel wife was laughing and lightly pinching my balls with two fingers. I kept screaming like a bitch. Then she glanced at the leather belt on the floor with a note attached. It was from Shreya.

Supriti (while reading it): It’s from my sis. It looks like she left you in this pathetic position for me to spank your sorry ass. It even says 50 lashes, at least (laughs hysterically). I feel bad for you. But my little sister requested, so you will be spanked, babe.

Me: No, please, no baby, enough for today. I am exhausted from the pain. No more. I beg you!!

Supriti: nope, take it like a man. Don’t worry. I’ll give you a bit of pleasure along with the pain.

She grabbed my cock and started stroking it slowly and, with the other hand, started lashing out at my bare naked ass.

Me: Mercy, mercy!

I felt extreme pain and pleasure simultaneously and started cummimg in her palm. She took all the cum and lubed it on my ass like lotion. The last few lashes were excruciating, with my ass all red with whip marks.

Finally, after 50 lashes, she stopped and untied me. I fell to the ground and almost passed out.

Supriti: Listen, you weakling, I brought some food. Eat it, rest for a while and then give me an oil massage in my room. My whole body is aching after rigorous exercise

I went to her room and found her naked. As if a hot muscular sex goddess was lying on the bed. Her milky globes with cream-colored nipples and huge ass made my cock rock hard. I knelt on my knees and started oil-massaging her sexy body. She was relaxed on the bed, sexting with a guy.

Me: Who are you texting?

Supriti: It’s Aman from my gym. He is a colleague from my gym. A real man, unlike you. Look at his dp.

She then showed me a pic of a stud flexing his muscles, showcasing his bare body. Beside him, my sexy wife also flexed her biceps. She had the other arm across his shoulders. They both looked like gym couples.

I was both heartbroken and jealous at the same time. I felt pathetic and useless. My body ached from the pain from my earlier exploits at the hands of my wife and her sister. Now the fact that my wife is openly sexting a physically superior guy completely broke me

Me: Can I do this tomorrow? I feel exhausted.

Supriti: Aww, are you jealous?

Me: No, not at all.

Supriti: I get it, but this was coming. I told you before I would seek real strong men. You are too pathetic but don’t worry. I shall keep you as my slave and rag doll. (winks)

I felt disgusted and decided to leave. But as soon as I was about to get up, she pinched my balls with her thumb and index finger. There I was again, trapped and at my wife’s mercy. She was still sexting and also had my left nut. But this time, only two fingers were enough to paralyze me.

Supriti: See, you are trapped again. I’m just using two fingers, and you still can’t get out. A guy like Aman would have gotten out of it.

Whenever I moved a muscle, she reacted by increasing the pressure. I had no choice but to surrender as her claw-like fingers gripped my left ball.

She would pinch them hard whenever I would slow down or dose off in between. She even posed and took selfies in that position to humiliate me more.

I screamed, “Oww. Oww. Agghhh!”

And she would say, “No stopping, babe. I have your whole pathetic life in just two of my fingers.”

Finally, after twenty minutes of teasing, she let go and said, “You have taken a lot of punishment today. So as a reward, I will allow you to lick me anywhere you want.”

I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. All my exhaustion seemed to vanish away. I forgot all the pain in my body and started with her neck. Then I licked her sexy hairy armpits and sucked all the trapped sweat from her hair. Her mango-like breasts were next, and I sucked her nipples like a newborn.

My wife started moaning now. I opened her trimmed pussy with my fingers to insert my tongue. Now she was horny and started secreting juices from her pussy which I licked off. She was in orgasm now.

I couldn’t control myself. I knew that this was my chance to fuck her. I wasted no time, inserted my rock-hard dick inside her pussy and slowly started to fuck her. After a few minutes, I started increasing my pace, and she kept moaning loudly

The sex was great, but I knew I had crossed my limits. She only gave me permission to lick, and I had fucked her. Although, deep down, I knew that my wife enjoyed it.

The next morning I woke up late at noon and found my house all to myself. My wife had gone to the gym early. My sister-in-law was supposed to come in the evening. I cooked food, cleaned the house and completed ted other household chores.

It was evening, and there was no text or call from my sister-in-law. I was lying on the sofa watching when I heard my wife’s car in the parking. I got up and proceeded towards the door. I was shocked to see my wife and sister together.

Both of them were in gym wear. My wife was in a black tank top and micro shorts. While Shreya was in a more revealing red sports bra and matching shorts. Both of them looked like sexy wrestling divas. I assumed my wife picked Shreya up, took her to the gym, and both returned in her car.

Shreya: Surprise, jiju.Today sup taught me a superb wrestling move just for you.

She winks and says, “Wanna see?!”

Me: No, I think you should rest now. We could do that some other time

Supriti came toward me and said, “Strip naked right now. I will make you pay for last night.”

I stripped, and suddenly she kicked me in the balls. I screamed, “Aaaaggghh,” and fell to the floor. I was lying flat on my back, cupping my balls.

Shreya came towards me. She grabbed both my legs from her armpits, interlocking both her fingers. She slowly turned me over on my stomach and stepped across my back. Now she sat on my back and pulled my legs backward. I felt intense pressure on my back and screamed aloud.

“Aaaaggghh, my back. It hurts! What the hell is this?!”

Shreya: It’s a pro wrestling hold called ‘The Boston crab.’ You can’t get out of this one. Not even in a million years.

Supriti: perfectly executed, Shreya. I couldn’t have done it better.

Shreya: (smirks) Really? I wish I could have seen his sorry face.

I was totally frozen. My legs stretched backward like a bow. I started tapping out and screamed, “I give up! I give up! Please let me go. You will break my back!”

Shreya: Nope. I have heard what you did last night. You will be punished mercilessly.

I was in so much physical pain that I started crying and pleading for mercy.

Supriti: You crossed your limits. Now you have to pay. The fun has just begun. You will be punished physically, mentally and sexually tonight. We will teach you a lesson you will never forget.

Me: I am sorry, mistress Supriti, mistress Shreya. I will do anything for you both. Just let me go.

Shreya: Haha, nice offer, but still, nope!

My wife had a wicked grin and started recording the whole scene. Shreya was cruelly punishing me and even sat deeper on my back with my legs bent backward. I was in tears, crying like a bitch, while both cruel sisters humiliated me and punished me physically.

In the next part, I will continue the tale of my suffering at the hands of my two sexy goddesses.