Indian Femdom Marriage Ch 08

The day went without any hassles. It was a warm day. The girls enjoyed playing and ogling hot men at the beach. I felt privileged to see my wife having fun with her best friends. She needed it very much. Though we enjoyed this lifestyle, she felt suffocated as she put up an act in front of her close friends. She felt suffocated and was not able to enjoy the social gatherings. She found it very difficult to oscillate between the two parallel worlds. Only after we disclosed this with her close friends did she feel very relaxed and really started enjoying the perks of this relationship.

As dusk approached, they returned to the tents like birds returning to their nests. I could sense from their looks that they had had a very tiring day. I served them the herbal tea I had prepared to rejuvenate them. They rested while I prepared their food. As soon as dinner was ready, I knelt near my mistress tent and informed her.

They all gathered and savored the dinner I had prepared. As usual, I served them with utmost respect. I prepared fish fry, salad, barbequed chicken, boiled beans seasoned with spices, smashed potato with grated cheese, and roasted peanuts. They enjoyed their meals, sipping their favorite beer. The breeze gave a soothing effect. Stars were clearly visible thanks to the clear and pollution-free sky.

The music played enhanced the mood. The playlist included old retro songs such as Holel California, Tennessee Whiskey, Californication, Happy Together from Turtles, Bob Marley's One Love, etc.,

"This is so much! This is the best I could ever get in my life," Ms. Preethi exclaimed.

"We all should thank Lakshmi for this memorable trip. On top of it, having him around is like icing on the cake. We need not to worry about anything. Everything is taken care of.  I couldn't imagine how lucky Lakshmi is. I can never imagine such a life. It is beyond words to be explained," Ms. Preethi continued.

My mistress bowed down and accepted their adulation.

"I wish Ayan was like him and took care of my needs obediently," Ms. Preethi sighed heavily.

"Don't worry sweetheart! Make him agree to this lifestyle. I will take care of the rest," My mistress gave a raffish smile.

"Yeah! Lakshmi now knows how to moderate a man, break his ego, and make him a submissive one for eternity," Ms. Sheetal joined the conversation and raised her glass.

"You are right dear. It will take a while depending upon the person. It is very important to understand the needs of a man and things that could make him satisfied in his life. It is pertinent to know things that would make him crazy, if it were to be denied," My mistress replied.

"You need to slowly deprive them of those things. Make them yearn for them. Let me become mentally unstable, lose all their confidence, and hit the ground bottom. Pamper them and make him realize only you can save him from this oblivion," She continued.

"That's when you start unleashing your power. You spin a web of inescapable power around him. You wave your magical wand and start moderating his behavior. Start rewarding the desirable behavior and slowly start punishing undesirable behavior," She explained like an expert in this domain.

She would have started as a novice in this life. Now, she has gained enough experience to talk about and help someone interested in this life.

"You are absolutely correct. But, I don't think it is easy to understand what makes a man happy. Moreover, each man is unique, and understanding what works for him is the key. Isn't it?" Ms. Preethi curiously asked.

"Yeah! You are spot on. Finding that balance is key to success. Trust me if you both persons are serious, they will figure eventually. As the old saying goes, where there is a will, there is a way," My Mistress laughed.

"You mean to say. You can make Ayan to serve me. Can you help me?" Ms. Preethi requested.

"I can guarantee you that right now. I don't know much about Ayan and the dynamics between you two. But yeah, I am confident I can do that. You make sure to convince him to take the first step. Leave the rest to me. I will take care of it," My mistress promised Ms. Preethi.

"Wish he had joined us on the trip! Oh my god! He would have been inspired and volunteered to by a slave," My Preethi moaned desperately.

"No! It is a girl's trip and remains so. I don't want any men to spoil the mood. It is enough that we have one man on our trip," Ms. Sheetal interrupted.

"You mean this pathetic little piece of shit who is nothing but a servant to us," Ms. Priya told and fist-bumped into Ms. Sheetal.

"He is not just a servant. He is more than that. He dances to our tunes and fulfills all our fantasies. Did you forget Sheetal? Today, he is going to be our fuck toy," Ms. Preethi reminded Ms. Sheetal.

"Do you think I could have forgotten? All is set, my dear. She showed a bottle of medicine and a syringe," Ms. Sheetal brimmed with pride.

Ms. Sheetal asked me to stand up. Like an obedient slave, I stood up and placed my hands on the back of my head.

Ms. Sheetal injected trimix which was followed up by local anesthesia. I was back kneeling and left unattended like a piece of furniture.

All of them danced like maniacs without any inhibitions. Slowly, the medicine started to take effect. My penis grew. It was rock solid and very long. I have never achieved this long. Thanks to the medicine, the penis was hard and pointed to the sky.

All the girls got surprised at the girth of my penis. Ms. Priya wondered, "I always imagined he was submissive as he is not potent enough to keep you happy. I can imagine someone forgiving all these sexual pleasures to remain as a slave in front of a woman"

I wanted to tell Ms. Priya, "She is not any ordinary woman. She is the most beautiful and powerful I have ever come across in my life. She is adored not only by me but by every man in this man who knows how to appreciate beauty. The power she wields over me is unimaginable. It is that power ties to me here and makes me do anything any normal human being would dare to do. It is that power that gives me the courage and strength to achieve excellence in whatever I do"

As I am trained to do, I remained silent and a mere spectator to their drama.

Ms. Preethi raised the glass," I am the one who is getting married soon. So, I get the chance to fuck him"

Everyone shouted together raising their glasses. Ms. Preethi approached and said, "My boy. I am horny now. Make sure to fuck me hard"

She kissed me deeply. She inserted her tongue in her mouth and exchanged the fluid. I remained perplexed and did nothing. I was confused. I couldn't understand what was expected of me. Should I participate in the act or let Ms. Preethi take the lead and follow and obey her.

"I called you a fuck toy. It doesn't mean you remain a toy and do nothing. Be a man and do the act. Show me what can are capable of. Be worthy of your wife's praises"

I looked towards my mistress. She gave me her approval. I stood up and held Ms. Preethi by her neck. I kissed her deeply and passionately. I grabbed her hair and kissed her neck. Slowly and steadily, I undressed her. I removed her frock and left her in her bra and panties.

I must say she has maintained very well. A well-rounded firm breast hid behind the bras. Her skin glowed beautifully under her cool moonlight. As you look down, she had a very thin hip and flat tummy. A gold chain adorned the waistline. She looked as if the erotica sculptures from Khajuraho temples got life.

I unhooked her bra. Ms. Sheetal and Ms. Priya hooted in sync. While my left hand played with her boobs, I inserted my right hand inside her panties and started fingering. I started with one finger and slowly inserted my index and middle fingers. She moaned softly. I continued kissing her.

Soon, I grabbed her ass and massaged it roughly. We swapped our tongues inside each other's mouths. She hugged me tightly and wrapped her leg around my waist. I continued massaging her buttocks roughly and slightly inserted my little finger in her anus. She sighed heavily with a little bit of both pleasure and discomfort. She got goosebumps.

I knelt and removed her panties. Her pussy was soaked wet already. I slowly licked her. She grabbed me by my hair and pressed hard against her pussy. I licked her slow and steady building tension and delaying the thing she wanted desperately. She knew I would fuck her hard tonight. The further I delay, the higher the tension and the more the agony.

I stood up again and kissed her deeply. She held my penis in her hand. I didn't feel anything. The anesthesia was doing its job perfectly. She stroked it slowly. Had I not been in anesthesia, I would have moaned hard.

She knelt and started sucking it as If she had not a cock in thousand years. The way she sucked it showed she wanted desperately, she looked at me begging me not to delay. She lubricated the cock thoroughly. This is the first time I ever getting sucked. Seeing a girl on her knees gave me some kind of power. I could realize the power my mistress would have enjoyed every time I go on my knees and licked her pussy.

I grabbed her and made sure she gagged my medically enlarged massive cock. Suddenly, I pushed her down and inserted my cock in her. I fucked her in a missionary position looking directly into the eye. This is something I am not sure whether I will ever get this again in my life. Though I didn't get any pleasure down in my penis, I enjoyed the power dynamics. I wanted to make the most of it. I thoroughly enjoyed every bit of it. I recorded every bit of it in my mind like the data stored in a hard drive so that I could rewind this moment on my mind and get amused.

Thanks to our running routine, I was able to fuck her continuously. My position resembled a plank position. I balance my hands near my head and inserted my penis back and forth. My hip moved in a rhythmic manner like a programmed machine. She grabbed my nipples and pinched it hard. Often, I kissed her.

I flipped her around and made sure she in on her knees. I placed a pillow under her belly to make her comfortable. I started to fuck from the back. I held her hips firmly and started pouncing on her like a stallion. I continuously fucked her hard as I needn't worry about Cumming or losing erection as either of them were not to happen. My focus was to fuck her hard and enjoy the rare opportunity I got.

She would have attained orgasms multiple times and cum started dripping from her pussy. Finally, she got tired and satisfied. She stood up and tried to walk. My legs trembled and could not walk straight. Everyone laughed at her. She took her drink and paved the way for Ms. Sheetal as she looked eager to get punished.

I almost repeated the same with Ms. Sheetal like a programmed fuck toy. Ms. Sheetal liked to have her pussy licked. She made me lick her often. She lasted longer than Ms. Preethi. To my surprise, I was able to fuck continuously without a gap. I was not sure whether it was because of constant endurance training from my mistress or because of euphoria on getting the rarest of rare opportunities.

When Ms. Sheetal was tired, Ms. Priya took the chance. She felt very awkward getting fucked in front of her friend. She took me inside.

"Vijay, I don't want to be fucked like you fucked the other two. I want to feel it. I want it old school. Engage in foreplay and make me yearn for it," Ms. Priya told me to go slow.

She played Perfect Song on her mobile and lit candles to lift the mood. I took her in my arms and danced slowly to the tune. I lifted her chin and looked deep into her. We both spoke through her eyes. I caressed her hair and planted a kiss on the back of her neck. I hugged her tight placed a kiss behind her ear and continued to give on the back of her neck.

She responded with a soft moan asking for more. We continued to dance, and Shawn Mendes's senorita song played on the mobile. I lifted her up. She wrapped her hands around my hand and legs around my waist. I placed my lower lips on her lower lips and tempted her. She bit it slowly. I licked her upper lips and looked deep into her eyes. She closed her eyes in ecstasy.

I kissed her slowly like the bees suck honey out of flowers. She reciprocated the same. We continued to kiss each other. I continued to dance holding her. The song is now changed to Always remember us this way and I dropped her. I slowly undressed her. While Priya is not muscular like other ladies, she looks petite. She looked like a girl next door.

Unlike others, Priya had a soft demeanor like she talked and behaved. She is old school in every aspect. Sometimes, I wondered how she became friends with my mistress and the other two.

I kissed her belly button before I started doing my magic on her pussy. Unlike others, she was not in a hurry. I took my time and licked her. I wanted to raise the temptation. Often, I fingered and licked her arse hole. Every time, I licked her arse hole she moaned heavily. She shouted inadvertently. While continuing my oral service, I grabbed her boobs and pressed them hard. I pinched her nipples lightly and tormented. Every time I looked into her eyes, she felt butterflies in her stomach. She would immediately close her eyes and give a nice smile.

I slowly inserted my cock inside her and looked whether she is fine. Once I ensured she is comfortable, I continued fucking her. Suddenly, she flipped herself and went on top. She fucked me in a cowgirl position. She preferred that way as she could look at my eyes. She passionately fucked me and told me she could feel me deep inside her in that position.

She started fucking me intensively. I made her stand up. She bent and touched her knees. I grabbed her hair and pulled it towards me.  I fucked her back in a standing doggy position. I firmly grabbed and pulled her hair so that she remains in the position and my cock didn't slip away.

She moaned continuously and asked me to fuck harder. With my full strength, I continued. We tried different positions. I fucked her in wheelbarrow and butter churner positions. I had to give it to her. She was very flexible and possessed a very high stamina. Like everyone, she attained orgasms multiple times. We both lay on the floor hugging each other tired. To her amazement, my dick was still hard. She stroked it casually. The anesthesia started to fade away. I started feeling the tension in my cock. I tried twitching my penis to check whether I felt anything.

She realized what I tried and understood that the anesthesia effect started to languish. She immediately withdrew herself and gave me a wicked smile. She slapped me hard to much of my surprise.

As soon as they heard the sound, the girls entered the tent. As soon as I saw them, I knelt in embarrassment.

"What happened dear? What did he do?" my mistress inquired Ms. Priya. She looked at me and gave me an anguished look.

My. Priya smiled and replied, "This little boy is playing with his little toy"

Everyone laughed.

"Looks like he regained his senses there," Ms. Sheetal told my mistress.

"Holy Fuck! I time do I have to remind your place," My mistress slapped him hard.

"Don't you remember how to behave yourself? Why do you always embarrass me?" My Mistress shouted at me. There was pin-drop silence. Everyone looked keenly at my wife. She looked very serious.

"That's why I never allow him to have sex. You should not allow even a small chance for the male ego to enter," She pointed at Ms. Sheetal.

"What do you think of yourself? Do you think you can play with yourself just because I allowed you to fuck for the pleasure of my girls," She kicked at my balls mercilessly. For a moment, my world stopped. It felt like I entered hell and turned back. I trembled struggling to be on my knees.

"You should always remember your position no matter what. Your position is always beneath me. Your only purpose in this world is to serve and obey me. There is no room for any personal pleasure whatsoever. Do you understand?" she asked me, holding my ear.

"Fellow Girls, it is time to show him who the real boss here is and teach him a lesson," she held the cane.

"I am going to cane you. You are to beg each one of the girls for mercy. Only when all three of them agree, I am going to relieve you. Is that understood," she sternly asked.

I nodded.

She started caning me aggressively with each stroke harder than the earlier one. No one was ready to say anything and stop her. Everyone realized how serious she sounded. No one wanted to bring wrath on my mistress on her. Moreover, all of them were in a different world reminiscing about the night. It took long for them to come to the reality.

My mistress continued the caning. She didn't target a particular area as she does always. Instead, she waved the cane randomly. Each time she hit a different area. It started leaving marks all over my body. Luckily, I lost the erection by then. Otherwise, she would have landed a few stroked on the penis as well.

Ms. Preethi was the first to call to much of the surprise. I felt she was the cruelest among the three.

"I would have wanted him to suffer the most.  I call it and forgive for the job he has done. Moreover, I am not in the mood to enjoy this. I am tired and desperately want to sleep," she told my mistress.

"You are a lucky bastard. Had I been in a mood? I would love to see you suffer," she told me.

"Two more to call," She continued hitting me hard.

"I also forgive him. Anyhow, Priya acted fast enough, and nothing happened," Ms. Sheetal said.

"It is important to punish even for the slightest mistakes. That acts as a reminder not to cross the line. Do you think I would spare him had something happened? I would have deskinned him alive," My mistress sounded harsh.

Usually, Ms. Priya would have called first. As she was afresh with full of libido, she took longer to forgive me.

My mistress made me kiss each of them and ask for their forgiveness. Finally, I kissed her feet and looked deep into her begging for mercy and forgiveness.

"This should be the last time. I shouldn't be hearing any complaints. You better learn to behave properly as I trained you," She dismissed me and made me guard outside the tent.

While all the beautiful slept peacefully inside the tent, I stood guard thinking about what else could happen over the next few days. I thought that nothing worse could happen than what happened in the last two days. But, my mistress is full surprise. When I think nothing can go wrong, she assigns me things harder and tougher to accomplish.