Adultery A Wife- slut or innocent

[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 14 The Punishment 3 :

Jack was piercing the pussy of Manju. Manju's was feeling the pain of taking a monster dick. It felt to her that Jack's dick kind a reaching her ass hole from her pussy. She was feeling breathless, she definitely was lacking stamina. But initial pain soon became pleasure. Manju was now also moving her ass. But vibrator was still inside her ass hole, which was giving her pain. But joy of having such a big inside her pussy was unbelievable experience for her. Though mentally and physically her body was not in position for that, but now she was unable to figure out. Neelam had spread her legs wide open besides her and was fingering her pussy with intensity. She was crying and moaning like an experience porn start. Her hairs were open, and her neatly shaven , pink juicy color pussy was for everyone to see. She was moaning, and inviting everyone to come and fuck her.

"Come- eat my pussy, come- fuck me, come -don't you want it"- were proactive words as if she was challenging and seducing everyone. Then one of the guys who was seating along side Patel, just could not control his emotions and the sperm of his dick came out, spoiling his shorts he was wearing. It was embarrassing for him, but he was surprised by the hotness of her. He had never seen someone like her in his life, that too an Indian normal looking lady. This was beyond their expectations.

Jack who was brutally fucking Manju, as if a monster was on her body. His speed and intensity was growing with each moment. He would insert the dick deep inside Manju. Manju had taken couple of dicks in her life, one was of Patel. and other was of her husband only. Both their dicks were average size dicks. But monstrous dick like this one was too much for her to take. Jack was also in his late 20s. He had stamina, and also grit. As shared earlier he was rough. Manju's body in his hands was feeling like he was playing with a small kid. Though he had not yet cum, but Manju had reached her orgasm many times. She was struggling to breathe. Her pussy had no more juice left for the day. But Jack was still feeling horny.

On the other side, Neelam was still masturbating with her pussy. She was taking her sip of whiskey, and dancing and fingering her pussy, as if someone was fucking her. Her expressions and moaning was as good as a hot porn star.

Jack eyes met the eyes of Patel, as if looking for his affirmation. Jack's eyes were red, his dick had few spots of blood, which showed that it had penetrated deep inside Manju's pussy. His dick was still hard, and despite fucking so hard, he had not cum. He was looking like a monster who wanted to just enter another prey. But Patel did not give him permission, and then looked at Neelam, and gestured her to give him a blow job .

Neelam like an obedient woman, went towards his dick, and as she tried to wipe it with a tissue Patel shouted "No , have it like this only".

Neelam's hand were also not enough to grab hold such a big dick. As she took his dick inside her mouth, Jack immediately pressed her head deep inside. His dick went till deep inside of her mouth. Tears flew from her eyes in pain. She was choking, but Jack was in no mood of Mercy. He slowly moved his dick deep inside her. Perhaps his whole big monster dick was too big for Neelam's mouth to cover. But still she tried her best to manage. In middle Jack would press her nipples, to keep her excited.

But as Jack already had a warm fucking session, he could not keep it for long. He was also amused that despite struggling so much, Neelam had not shown any sign of backing off or reverse. She was trying her best to suck his dick. He had fucked many women, and most of them had struggled to suck his dick, even professional whores, but here Neelam was fighting it out. Her fighting spirit, kind of made him even more horny, and released all his load in just one go inside the mouth- ah throat of Neelam... Neelam swallowed each and every cum, of his like a professional. The load was more than normal for her also to take, but she did not tried to even spit extra out.

Then both Jack and Neelam turned their attention to Manju, Manju was lying down on the ground, her legs were spread, and she was holding her vagina in pain. The vibrator was lying beside her. Her eyes were closed, and her body was completely exhausted due to pounding she had received from Jack.

"Ouch", were only words she was saying.

Patel was satisfied by the show Neelam and Jack gave him, but he was still not satisfied by Manju. He walked back to stage and patted a deep kiss on the lips of Neelam "Thats my hotty", he shouted in a joyful tone, pasted another kiss in lips of Neelam.

Then he looked back at Manju and said "how is the award, I have come myself to give you the award, everyone please clap"...

Then he took the vibrator in his hands, and at one go, inserted that deep inside Neelam' ass...."Ouch, Maaa", Neelam exclaims in surprise and shouts like anything. She was taken aback by this brute force. Her eyes looked at Patel, with pain, as if why he had given this award to him. He was still holding the vibrator from outside, and was continuing to push it inside her ass.

Then when he was satisfied, he removed it back... and then same vibrator he inserted inside the mouth of Manju...." This is your award, you fucking bitch", he shouted in joy. Manju literally vomited.

"The show is over for today, but punishments will continue" shouted Patel, and then everyone left the villa, leaving nude Neelam and Manju behind. They had given them some time to rest and reflect it seems.

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[kala]

 

[Indian Princess]

Awesome story, keep writing

 

[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 15 : The Award 1

Manju was lying on pain on the floor. She was crying. Her body was not able to take such a big dick. She was not chubby, but she was definitely not into exercise. It was almost 10 -15 years back that she was fucked by Patel. But as she was an ambitious and career oriented lady, she was humiliated and control by someone after long. Patel had fucked her when he himself was in his youth. At the time he had not these wild ideas, and was in just start of making his career. But over period of time he became this aggressive. His wife was a typical house-wife. But as money and fame came, she had also evolved into from a lower middle class to upper middle class setup. Patel's wife knew about her husbands way of life, but her husband full-filled her all desires except sex. She was taking care of his trusts and a NGO. I will share more about her later.

Manju was lying on the ground. Her legs were closed . She was having a pain. She was worried that something may have got damaged. Her eyes were red with tears and humiliation. Being fucked so brutally like a cheap damn lady had brought her senses to zero. Her mind was closed. Her one hand was inside her ass hole, to check the damage. She was crying. It was not as if she was rapped, but it was a punishment she was being given too. Her body definitely did not have that much strength.

Neelam, on the other hand was trying to gather the stuff which had made the floor dirt. She was still naked. She was wearing her mangalsutra, nose ring, and payal. Her nails of both hands and legs were neatly manicured and pedicured, and she had put an expensive polish on them. She was emotionless.

As everyone left the villa, leaving her alone with Manju, she moved towards her to check if she was doing okay. Manju at first kind of did not allow Neelam to touch her, but than she mellowed down.

"let me see Madam, how much is the damage, no one else than me can help u" she said, side by side she was gargling her mouth with the mouth fresh.

Manju did not respond.

Neelam again said, "I am asking you last time, you need my help or not, and I did not tell Patel anything. I can fight for my self. I come to him, because he full-fills my lust and desires, and most importantly he pays me good, so I am not for your position and all. I just want to enjoy this adventure, this BDMS he gives me, I get new experiences every time he invites me to these things"

She continued, " Mam, you are my boss and like an elder sister. You only brought me into this, you knew why Patel was inviting me to usher his father, you knew everything, so whatever you getting back is just your Karma. Please do-not blame me for anything"

Her words, calmed Manju little bit. She knew that everything was her problem. It was she who was more or less working like pimp of Patel. She cannot blame Neelam for her misery. She knew that there is more to come. Then she calmed her self, and in painful voice only said " I am sorry Neelam, I am very sorry. I never expected that Patel will take too far with you. I thought he would just fuck you once and than move on. That is what he generally does, but today seeing you, I understood why he likes you so much, none of the other ladies he fucked, had gone as far as you. It looks that my nerves have been damaged badly, specially my ass-hole, still blood is coming, can you check".

Neelam had a good look at her Principals ass, and then at her vagina, she took her fingers wearing a white gloves deep inside to check.

"It looks okay madam, may be u can just have a couple of pegs and may be pain killer, it will be okay in sometime. There is no damage. But his dick was too good, my vagina is still craving for it " Neelam giggled.

Then she helped Manju stood up from the floor, and helped her wear a towel gown, and made her sit on the couch. Making the peg of whiskey with ice, she offered one to her, and took another in her hands. Then she opened her purse, to smoke a cigarette.

Lighting her cigarette, she said "cheers" madam. Manju was still nude.

"Are you not feeling to wear something, and from when you smoke" Manju looked surprised. The lady she thought is Sati-Savitiri, and typical middle class, was behaving like a whore, a professional.

Neelam replied puffing the cigarette and sipping her peg , "whats the use if I wear, they will remove it in sometime. I love to smoke when I am horny".

Manju was getting shocker after shocker.

Neelam than looked at the big jaccuzi lying on the room.

"Oh wow Jaccuzi" she smiled.

Manju and Neelam continued to have a chat for sometime. Than Manju decided to sleep for a while to regain her strenght. Neelam entered to jacuzzi tub to enjoy the shower, and had fallen asleep.

It was around 6 in the evening, that the intercom of their room rang. The other side was a lady.

"Hello mams, we have a special award function at 9 pm at the auditorium, followed by dinner, all guests are suppose to come. The dress code is Indian"

Manju's breathe started to move at higher pace, award function or fucking punishment. She wanted to run out of the resort, but she knew its worthless.

Neelam on the other hand was feeling excited about the next event

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[kala]

Updateeeeeeeeee bro

 

[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 15 The Award 2 :

Evening came with a flash , taking out her simple cotton Saree and sleeveless blouse. Blouse was descent, but Saree color suited Manjus personality. She was feeling much better, she knew that there was no way she can say no. She was to tie her saree above the navel, reason being that she had stretch marks, though they had reduced or faded as the time progressed.

Neelam on the other hand, wore the bikini blouse, she wore no bra, and her nipples were visible from behind the blouses. She wore a nice Satin Saree, the color was black. The saree was cheap, but it looked very sexy. She was wearing saree below her navel. There was not a single hair on her body. It seemed as if she had recently done a laser for her hairs, of-course paid by Patel. Her skin was toned. Looking at her Manju was astonished, she just could not say but praise her hotness.

"You have become very pretty and attractive Neelam, you have changed " Manju said, trying to wear her peti-coat.

Neelam did not say anything, she knocked down another glass of scotch

She was busy doing make up. Manju was again surprised to see her professional way to do her makeup. The kit she had was very expensive brand, and she was again surprised to see the changed Manju. She had not been given these kind of liberties by Patel, though in her younger days, Manju was much more beautiful & sexy then Neelam. But Patel never showed the kind of attractiveness he was showing towards Neelam. Manju was still not able to understand, the reason for Neelam's attractiveness, though one thing she realized that she is now attractive, a professional hooker, and a big slut!

Manju though was not excited about the same, but Neelam was. Neelam looked excited she was singing, and whistling. She was feeling happy. The fear was no longer in her life. Smoking a cigarette and than eating the mouth freshener she looked at Manju, who was looking descent.

Then Manju just could not resist and control her tongues. Bad habits take time to go.. "You have become a slut Neelam, look at you".

Neelam remained silent. Her ego was hurt but she least bothered about the world now. This was the first time she had also not allowed her husband to dominate her, so for her it was not something odd or different. Then she smiled back at Manju and replied "oh she a hooker is telling another hooker about dignity. Atleast I do it , because I love it, you did it because you wanted position, so if I define, than you are the fuckin hooker not me", and banging the door she left the villa.

Two bouncers were standing outside their villa. Which was surprising for Neelam. But then they both greeted her in obedience, which made her realize that they may be placed for Manju.

As she walked towards the reception, PA of Patel was waiting for her there. "Where is Manju he asked".

Neelam did not respond, and than she saw the two bouncers grab holding Manju bringing her to the reception.

PA looked at Manju and exclaimed in local dialect, " what principal mam, award function is due and you are doing nautanki here"

Manju literally bagged to him " Please sir, please leave me. I cannot take this suffering any more, I am no longer young, I am diabetic and have high BP, please be considerate"

PA smiled back and than said, " Patel sahib has already given you your punishment, but this is surprise for you"

Both Manju and Neelam looked surprised on his statement. Neelam was little disappointed.

PA continued, "You both are going to get a special award, by someone special. This award is only given to special one, and being awarded almost after 5 years. Only foreigner get this award, but today first time two Indians are going to get award. Of-course award is for Neelam, but Manju you are getting best employee award only. But they have asked both of you to be present. More details I cannot share"

Neelam looked more surprised by this assertion. Till now she was little indifferent, but this new revelations made her little tensioned. Most of the people in the resort, mainly staff were looking at her in a hungry way. May be they had not seen such a hot , educated Indian Hooker before in the resort.

Manju was still nervous. At her age generally in Indian society Sex is taboo, and hence it was something different for her.

They both waited in the lobby, and then Jack (African-American), guy came back to the reception to usher them. He was just wearing a short. His body and strength would have made anyone excited.

Neelam and Manju, were walking slowly towards the so call auditorium.

He ushered them to an auditorium, which looked small. May be a capacity of 20-30 people. But it was empty. Lights were bright, and stage had a curtain. It had only one entry and exit point. The hall was in a basement, looked like a mini theater for personal screening. Both Manju and Neelam looked tensed. Jack left them inside and exited. The two of them were now alone inside the audi.

Then came a voice- it was a female voice.

"I have heard so much about you Neelam, that you are pleasure queen, slut, you can go to any extremes, that you are best ever slut extra extra, but before I give you your award, I want to see that you really have in you. So give us a performance of life" & then there was a silence .

Then the voice again came " You can use the stage, and Manju as your prop, I promise you, you will get the biggest dick, and best award, which you may have not dreamt earlier, make us all cum with your show, we give you 15 minutes to think and come back"

And then again there was a silence.

Neelam looked confused. Manju was scared and slowly the curtain of the stage opens.

One of them gets excited, and one of the nervous after seeing the stage!!

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[kala]

What an update sirji!!!!!!

 

[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 16- The Stage 1

The stage had a cage, tables with hand cuffs, hunters, some wild dresses, two poles with a rope hanging on it. If I say it was a BDSM powerhouse. It was as if someone had thought of minutest details before putting each and every item on stage. There were plenty of sex toys, creams, a fridge, and even a first aid box kept in case of any eventuality. The stage was neat and clean, and it looked as if it was prepared for today only. There was still no audience. Neelam had had some brutal experience but this was different. Manju was completely scared!

Neelam climbed up on the stage, and checked each and every material. She had not seen porn of BDSM, but this was something unusual for her. She closed her eyes for few seconds to imagine a scene like a creative director of any show. She opened the fridge and took out couple of beers from it, and emptied it at one go. She was not so much excited about the award, then she was about the show. She was wearing a saree, and she just could smile on the imagination of the person who was asking for BDSM. Then she thought at Manju. She felt little bad for Manju. She was her boss, and as human being she must be hating her as any other employee, but still she respected her. She knew that Manju was a good principal. Also, Manju was still in pain and her ass and pussy were still swollen due to onslaught they got in morning.

Neelam thought for another while, and then smiled and said " Hi Mam, I have to say something, if it is okay with you", she shouted with all her strenght.

Few moments of silence was there, and then the voice came " Say Neelam".

Neelam smiled, and than said " Well you asked me to prepare the show, but I am not a director, I am an actor. I will give you show, but rather than Manju being an actor, I would love to act"....

The voice again got silent for a while. It looked the person was herself surprised by this reply. Many ladies were given this opportunity earlier, porn stars and even best hookers, but no one even changed stance like that. Everyone loved to give punishment to other. This was first time the change in demand came up from someone. The voice also took sometime to come back, and thought that probably she should be put in hall of fame. It is said pain is pleasure! But not everyone has guts to do it, specially in our culture, where we are born and brought up in conservative society, and sex is still a taboo. But here there was a woman who a couple of years back was from the same culture, but was ready to experiment and enjoy. Specially in a culture which had given kamasutrA and taught world about pleasure and sex!

After few moments of silence , the voice said "Okay".

Neelam looked at Manju and said, "Mam this your chance ", and she smiled.

Manju was still standing at the aisle, confused. She was surprised by the new found bitch called Neelam!

Manju smiled, and jumped onto the stage, there was different energy and strength on her. She knew that Neelam had done a mistake, and before Neelam could prepare her self, she had already picked up her hands and tied them to a rope (like Gabbar had tied thakur), and before Neelam could say anything, Manju had already removed her saree

The new passion, new sex was about to begun

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[kala]

 

[andrewrocket79]

Chapter 16 - The Stage 2.

Manju was furious. She was an intelligent and clever lady. She never missed any opportunity in her life. And she was any ways very upset with Neelam. Though Neelam had shared couple to times that she never said anything to Patel, Manju never trusted her. She always had seen her as her opponent, and her closeness with Patel had always made her jealous and insecure. Getting this opportunity she did not want to miss. There was a smile and also her eyes had become like a fox. She was pretending as if she was doing it at pressure, but inside she was feeling this great joy!

She was just thinking what she can do. She had tied hands of Neelam on to the two poles. Neelam was still wearing Saree and high clothes. She looked at Manju's eyes, and though she knew that she won't harm her , but the steam and another joy in her eyes made her feel very uncomfortable. She said in her heart " She is a real bitch, I did a mistake".

It is said even big cricketers are nervous before they face their first ball. Neelam was also nervous. She was nervous because, the person who was suppose to give her a the pleasure was suppose to be her fuckin boss. Manju was wondering here and there on the stage, as if searching what is to be done. It was almost 10 minutes, and then the lights of the stage and auditorium went black. There was a complete, silence. And then the announcement came, "The Show will begin in next 20 seconds"

And then some count down, happened, 10-9 -8......1, and the curtain started to open. The audience seats were dark, but there was a lady and couple of bouncers who could be seen seating on the auditorium seats. There was a pin drop silent, and the light on the stage were bright. The light made both Manju and Neelam blind for a moment. But then a familiar woman voice, "Action"....

Manju looked here and there, and opened the refrigerator. There were many bottles of beer, and some ice kept there. Looked ice was kept for first aid . She just got some beer bottle out, opened one with the opener, and took out the ice cage out. Looking at Neelam who was standing with her hands cuffed to the pole, her saree was tied below her navel, and there was no an inch of hair on her body.

The fall of her Saree was stuck to her blouse. Though her navel was not exposed, her body was sweating. She was nervous.

Manju walked slowly towards Neelam, drinking the bottle of beer, and then holding the case of ice.. as she walked, and her sandals made a noise on a silent stage, there was a pin drop silence...

As she reached near Neelam, her eyes went all bright, drinking the beer, and she opened the mouth of Neelam, and literraly spit or threw whatever beer she had inside her mouth inside Neelam's mouth, before Neelam could recover from what had happened, Manju took some ice, and put couple of those ice inside the blouse of Neelam... as Neelam struggled with the cold ice inside her blouse, and immediately her blouse got wet. It was already wet due to the sweat, but the cold ice made her moan a little.

As Neelam recovered from the cold ice, Manju was laughing and having another sip of bear, and Neelam was wondering what next this bitch will do, and once again, Manju approached towards Neelam, smilingly, and then before Neelam could react, she poured each and every drop of remaining chilled beer, inside the panties holding her Saree from her hands.

"behen ki lo.... I will teach you a lesson" shouted Manju.

"Bravo" shouted the lady from the audience..

Neelam, smiled she knew a new pleasure was bound to come!

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