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.
