(Introduction: Hello there, I hereby ask for a sincere apology from all of the readers, to keep you all waiting since a long time. With a heavy heart I need to announce of this story coming to an end following this part. After an inbox full of suggestions, I plainly had to take a bit more time to adjust the story according to the desires and demands of every reader. An upgrade in this part would be its length; I know it's long enough to irk someone at the very first sight. I have therefore made internal divisions chapter wise in order to maintain the reader's interest moreover flexibility by approaching the story in the whole. There is a whole new bunch of erotic journey awaiting you all. Any constructive/sweet criticism is fairly welcomed. Thank you.
A quick recap: This part is the continuation of Aunty's Darker Side Exposed -- 6. If you have not read the earlier parts, kindly visit them to connect with the story here. Sushant visits to his Aunty's place after his parents hang about away from home. In his visit to his Aunty who is also the Deputy Inspector In General (D.I.G) of the state, he learns about her dominant role in her marriage. Sushant lives with Aunty's status and soon after a few windings in life, his state turns as a slave to his Dominant Aunty. Aunty in this phase acts as a tutor and also a mistress to him. The part here continues from the previous part. The story would be taken forward by Sushant from here.)
********
Chapter 1
My eyes went in as I found Anamika Aunty on her feet naked ahead of Uncle while she was hugging him lovingly. With Anmol Uncle being 6'1 heighted and Aunty 5'9 - 36-28-40; this alpha couple looked just right in each other's arms. After staying away for this long, Aunty would have indisputably missed him; also this was imminent by the state of their eager embrace. Aunty had her eyes closed and on her ankles, her head laid upon Uncle's shoulders also her grip being very tight against him.
They had always been inseparable all their marriage and this bond got stronger eternally since Aunty took charge in their relationship. Without a single word, they stayed in each other's arms for longer than 100 seconds showing their affections of each other. Aunty started to take herself back from him, as she held Uncle's head looking in his eyes.
Aunty murmured a little, "It's time Anmol. I want you to know how your void was left drained after your departure. Get down baby."
Uncle was silent and without a word he fell down on his knees and started to get the harness with the dildo rounded over Aunty's wide hips. The pink strap-on dildo seemed to be more than 8 inched in its size and Aunty held her head-high with her hand on her hips to carry it with very much pride. She preserved Uncle on the floor. Aunty looked down at her hubby, and an insistent smile flowed over her cheeks. Aunty tapped on his cheeks as she held the pink girl cock in her hands and aimed it towards Uncle's mouth.
Uncle took it in his mouth willingly, and sucked on her dildo. Suddenly all the love and affection tainted as Aunty got very crude and domineering going in this scene; she forced the dildo as deep as she can in his mouth to make him have the plastic cock entirely in his mouth till his throat. With her height and physique, she looked no less than an alpha male making his lady give a sensual head. Uncle was left helpless nevertheless endured this scene with all the obedience; coughing and wheezing. The blowjob on her plastic cock lasted an entire minute.
Aunty held him by his hairs to make his head get away from her, and she looked down at him. Aunty started to speak, "Where is the lube baby?" Uncle looked petrified on her question because he had forgotten to bring it to her and looked down in shame.
Aunty smiled a little as she continued to talk, "I knew right away as soon as you did the half work baby. Did you forget about your place of duty that you had learned here in all these years? Or did your feeble bunch of relatives make you as useless as them?" Aunty humiliated Uncle as if he had carried out a massive error. I knew this was not about the lube bottle but she wanted her charge to fully resurrect in their relationship again. Uncle continued to look down and he was shaking due to fear of his wife. She spoke again, "Look at me baby!" Her speech was mild but stern enough to shiver my body due to the scar of the sufferings I had endured on the follow up of this tone.
Uncle took his head up to look at her; and I knew from his looks he was half died of the fear of her. Aunty put her one stout worked out arm over his head and under his hairs. The muscles of her arm spilled out a little as her tied grip in his hairs tightened up and she raised high the other palm towards his face.
SMACK!
The intensity of the strike was hard enough to lay her finger prints over his cheek. Uncle asked for forgiveness but his pleading was left ignored after Anamika Aunty stopped over a fifth
pitiless slap over the same cheek. She let the grip loosened over his hairs, and Uncle's remorseful face had a little tear rolling down from it. Aunty was unforgiving and sadist with the emblematic natural cop attitude inside her head.
She made Uncle look at him with her still grip over his hairs and she said, "Go fetch the lube bottle from the drawer baby, and remember to use your teeth. Humans do not disregard their accountabilities but certainly you are not one of them. You are not allowed more than a minute, hurry my little puppy." This moment was all about Aunty's stern tone, and the way she had been controlling Uncle under her thumb.
Uncle with his 6 feet body crawled on his all fours like a dog to fetch the lube bottle from the drawer. Aunty had never treated me in this manner during my servitude; this was what she meant when calling me an empowered man and not a slave time and time again. Uncle struggled to get through the drawer door using his teeth, and Aunty watched him with all the proud in the world acting like a domesticated animal on her commands. My masi (Aunty) had an honest smile and the one right now flowing over her cheeks showed about the love she had for him.
Uncle finally made it happened and he brought the lube bottle between his teeth to hand it over to her. She smiled and roamed her hands over his head to appreciate her pet husband's work. Aunty severely held him by his hairs again and this time to start directing him towards the bed. She lounged him on the edge of the bed on his all fours. Uncle bent forward to give her the full access of his butt. She put the bottle of lube with a pouring cap on the top of his butt crack, and the liquid flowed down the channel and lubricated his anus. Aunty also wet her girl cock with the lube and rubbed on it entirely.
She stayed on her feet at the edge of the bed and in the classic doggystyle; Aunty charged the girl cock towards his anus. She began to fuck her husband with the strap-on and Uncle's panting initiated by it. He moaned as she came to and fro to penetrate in him briefly. The sweet striking sound of Aunty's thighs on Uncle's helpless butt helped me to get an enlarged boner. She laid her hands over the sides of his waist and fucked him more by increasing her pace. Aunty's intensity with his butt fucking was rising by minutes and Uncle panted and throbbed loudly in pain.
After a brief period, Aunty changed the positions as she laid him on his stomach in bed. Aunty laid herself flat on Uncle's back, and her gigantic 40 inched butt bordering her wide waist eclipsed entirely over his waist from behind. Aunty put her all heavy 70 kg body over his back, and she held her girl cock under her palm. Having found his hole, she thrust the dildo in his anus again and started fucking him more and more. Her neck flanking the big breasts swayed and oscillated as she pounded the dildo in his anus.
I had experienced pegging before by Aunty that made me transparent of Uncle's sufferings at this moment. As his moans went up, Aunty played with her own breasts while fucking him. He was a slave and Aunty kept ruining his male vagina like she meant it. The activity lasted for a long long time. Uncle's eyes flooded tears by coming to the end of it. He was shaking in pain as Aunty stepped back and took the dick finally out of his anus.
He was still in the bed on his stomach, struggling to move with the pain involved at his bottom. Aunty came on her feet. She began unbuckling the harness from her waist until Uncle moaned and moved a little in pain. A smile flowed through Aunty's face. I guessed something might have hit inside her head.
Getting her hands away from the buckle, she decided against it. She went down moreover sat upon Uncle's butt. Aunty leaned her head behind his right ear, and murmured something furthermore bites on it. The bite was a rough one. Uncle gasped heavily after feeling her teeth over his ear. She took her head down at his back neck and bitten there as well. He revealed his suffering again with a loud cry. Unusually Aunty started to finger herself.
In the next minute Aunty made her way more down, and darted her teeth all over his back. 'Was she fancying his flesh? I hope not.' I murmured in myself. His loud cries by the bites echoed through the entire room; to be more pertinent it could have been audible to someone parked in the living room. Uncle's back was red with the creepy marks of Aunty's teeth all over it. Aunty moved her hand all over her teeth marks at his back and as soon as his panting and crying goes up, Aunty fingered herself. She moaned and kept digging her fingers in and out of her pussy. She kept masturbating and made him scream out of pain. It was clear that Aunty was sexually attracted to her husband's submissiveness.