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Desi Wifes Submission

Desi Wifes Submission

by rohan_753
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Preface this is fan continuation of NANDIKA's TRANSFORMATION by @dopeman79

He (i assume) hasnt posted the next chapter in 2 years. I tried to reach out to him but to vail.

I really liked the 1st chapter and wanted to continue Harshita's journey into submission and debauchery.

I have changed the names of characters and this is just a "test chapter" before I make Harshita dive into the deep end. Hope you like it.

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2 days went by and Harshita was anxiously waiting for His text. She kept checking her messages frequently. Then during breakfast, her phone chimed and she saw it was a message from her Master. After literally pushing her husband and son out for their office and school respectively, she immediately opened her laptop and logged in and got excited to see that she got a new message and opened it in a hurry. There also was an attachment. The message read "Hello there, Here is the video of your first foray into your humiliation and submission. Enjoy. Message me when you are ready for the next step."

Harshita downloaded the video, stripped her nighty and discarded it at the foot of the bed,loosely tied her hair in a ponytail and got cozy with her laptop on a bed tray. She started the video, for a brief moment she was taken aback looking at the woman on the screen. She was wearing a gala mask but the mangalsutra and the wedding ring made sure everyone knew that the woman was married. Harshita saw the woman unzip the Master and admired his cock as she took it out. Harshita got heated up when she finally accepted that the masked woman on the screen was her, and began feeling herself over her panty.

As the video continued, Harshita grabbed her ponytail as the Master grabbed her's in the video and made her lick his cock on camera. She tugged her hair slightly as the Master guided her in the video as if to relive His hold over her. She licked her lips, to try to remember the taste and the texture of Master's cock as the Masked Woman worked her tongue on His shaft.

When the Master said "Watch yourself, my whore. I will unleash you." the screen black all of a sudden and Harshita saw herself on the screen, trying her best to relive that very moment, but something was missing... She paused the video and immediately got off the bed, she propped the laptop on the very edge of the bed and kneeled on the floor in front the laptop. That's what was missing, a pet like her does not belong on a comfortable bed. Harshita reached behind her back and grabbed her loose ponytail with her left hand. Happy with her adjustment, she resumed the video then held left wrist with her right hand, now she resembled the woman in the video, on her knees, hands behind back, eyes fixed on the and the Master holding her ponytail with authority.

When the Master ordered her to drop her blouse[in the video], Harshita loosened her bra and freed her breasts. As He pinched her nipples, She pinched and pulled her nipples. As the Master pointed out her mangalsutra and how she is eager to follow His command the screen blacked out again. But this time when Harshita saw herself, she felt a bit guilty and a married woman like herself was slowly giving in the debauchery. The video resumed and she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind. As she tried to take Master's cock, Harshita shoved her fingers in her mouth and licked her fingers as she reminded herself how the Master's cock felt at that moment.

As the video continued, Harshita felt herself more and more. In the finale, as the Master smeared his precum on her face, breasts, her beautiful hair and ultimately sacred mangalsutra; she did the same, pooled her spit in her mouth and drooled it in her hand, then smeared it on her face, breasts, her hair and her mangalsutra, taking in the feel of the thick liquid on her skin (but it lacked the Master's musk). As the Master degraded Harshita, the screen faded to black once again, and Harshita saw new self, Master's voice in her ear, igniting something deep within her...

Harshita came back to her senses, found herself soaking through her panty, and it even began to quickly stumbled to the bathroom and quickly washed herself and got dressed back into her mundane housewife attire.

The video kept the horny housewife satiated for a couple of more days but soon it was not enough. Growing restless again, after her husband and son left, Harshita fired up her laptop and video called the Master. She could feel her heart pounding faster and faster with each ring. Seeing herself on the waiting screen, she realized she didnt change into something appropriate, but it was too late, the Master answered the call.

Harshita sat in her nighty, while Master was dressed in a suit looking like he was about to attend a business meeting, their video feeds side by side was quite a contrast.

"Good Morning, Master"

"Hello Harshita, how are you?"

"I am fine, Master. How are you?"

"I am good. So tell me, did you enjoy your first shoot?"

"Yes Master, I did"

"Good, tell me, how did it feel, watching yourself in that video?"

"At first it was a little hard to believe that I was the one under the mask, kneeling and obeying someone other than my husband...but witnessing you having command and authority over me made me begin to realize my true self!" Harshita said with a hint of excitement and shame in her voice.

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"And what is that my dear?" Master asked in a sweet voice.

"A submissive woman, Master. Someone who is willing go behind her husband to satisfy her desires" she said, her eyes to the ground

"I see, a submissive you say? So who do you submit to?" his tone getting serious.

"You, Master"

"Didn't hear you. Speak loud and clear"

"I submit to you, Master" her voice breaking a little.

"Good girl, will you do anything I say?"

"...anything?" Harshita puzzled

"Yes, anything." the authority in Master's voice is palpable.

"Yes, Master! I will do anything you say" slowly Harshita accepting her role as His submissive.

"Good Girl. Tell me something, where is your place?"

"Under you, Master"

"Then why are you sitting on the bed!? KNEEL!" this was a Command, a command Harshita knew she should obey.Without wasting a moment, Harshita immediately got off the bed, adjust her laptop and then knelt on the ground. All the while, the Master watched and admired the dusty wife's silky hair and her mangalsutra swing wildly as she hastingly tried to please her Master.

"Sorry, Master." her voice was apologetic.

"Good Girl, you are new to this, so initial mistakes will be tolerated but later, you will be punished for any mistake. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master"

"Good. Now, what is that you are wearing?"

"My night dress, Master. Sorry Master, I forgot to change before calling you."

"Another mistake." the disappointment in his voice was noticeable. "Take it off." He ordered.

"Master?" Harshita was caught off guard.

"I said take that dress off."

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Harshita stood on her knees, then bunched up the lower part of her dress and slowly removed it above her head, Her hair flowing back down, some resting on her bust, her mangalsutra dangling on her cleavage. She was now in her panty and bra, kneeling for her Master.

She saw herself in the video call, and was taken aback at how easily and shamelessly she obeyed and stripped for a stranger on a video call. She was lost in thought, until Master called her out again.

"The bra"

Harshita reached behind her back and unclipped the bra and took it off her shoulders, finally her Mangalsutra rested on her bare chest, in between her breasts adorned with dark pink nipples contrasting her dusky skin. She was about to take off her panty too but Master interrupted her.

"Leave them on for now.Spread your legs. Kneel straight.Hands behind back" short precise commands by her Master. Harshita adjusted herself.

"Good Girl, you are quick to learn. Sonali might've jeopardized her own position by bringing you to me" Master said in a sarcastic voice, fuelling the rivalry between Harshita and Sonali.

"Thank you, Master" she said with a slight hint of achievement in her voice.

"Now, use your left hand to touch yourself and tell me are you ready for the next step?"

Harshita obeyed and immediately started rubbing her cunt over her panty with her left hand, knowing her Master's motives, she made sure to keep her wedding ring in frame of the video. This impressed her Master who had a slight smirk on his face.

"Yes Master, I am ready!"

"You don't sound ready to me." the Master playing coy.

Harshita started rubbing herself faster, "Master, I am ready." She was getting wetter.

"I am still not convinced" nudging her to push herself.

Harshita pushed her panty a little aside and pushed her middle and ring finger a little inside and started fingering herself on camera. "YES MASTER! I AM READY FOR THE NEXT STEP" her voice broke, unable to control her arousal. She was now soaking through her panties and some began dripping down her thighs.

"Good Girl, Now you are ready. Take off your panties and wipe your juices"

Without delay, Harshita pulled the panties down then back from her legs and ankles and used it to wipe her juices from her cunt and thighs.

"Now put it in your mouth, completely"

She bunched it up in a ball and shoved it in her mouth, tasting her own wetness and feeling the smell down her throat.

"Kneel straight, legs apart. Use your left hand to spread your cunt and use your right hand to pinch and pull your nipple until it hurts"

Harshita obeyed without hesitation. Spreading her cunt lips with her left hand, her wedding ring now right next to her clit. Then she pinched her right nipple, and pulled it as far as she could without any discomfort. She held this position. Her heart pounding, she was sweating profusely now. Her heavy breathing making her mangalsutra slide up and down her cleavage.

"Good girl!!" Master's voice filled with joy. "I will check my schedule and contact you soon. Bye Harshita"

With that, the Master ended the call and Harshita stared at herself for a moment before breaking free of the spell and started tidying things up in the room and cleaned the wet spot on the floor. While she was cleaning up, her phone chimed, she opened it to see a picture of herself from the final moments of their video call, no text. Her ears heated up from the shame and she returned to her mundane housewife duties. Eagerly waiting for her Master's message...

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