By Dan57 from an idea by an anonymous reader
Bipasha had rapidly adopted her new name and the total control of her body by Mr. Gupta. He just told her who to fuck and when and her acceptance was mandatory : she was reduced to the role of a perfect slave but she drew a deep satisfaction from her situation ; she was fucked by Mr. Gupta at least twice a day, occasionally three times and Bryan had never been so much interested by her. Her relations with her boyfriend were also to be put to the credit of her unusual situation : Bryan could enter her almost every day but he was prevented from ever coming inside her. That could be seen as highly frustrating but it prevented him from using his strength too much. In fact, as now he never was allowed to ejaculate, he was always horny like hell and sported a perpetual hard on, a fact he was insanely proud of.
Even Bipasha fondled Bryan's cock whenever they were alone and sucked him sometimes until he filled her mouth with his cum. They both knew that was nothing but a tease but it helped prepare her for real sessions with Mr. Gupta. He was always more demanding : his new fad was having two girls in the same bed fondling his balls and licking them : one had just been fucked and helped the other one accommodating Mr. Gupta raging manhood. Bipasha couldn't imagine how she had made with just Bryan's cock. He was just a teaser, a wimp but Mr. Gupta was certainly a true man! He had a huge boner that measured twelve inches in its full glory while Bryan barely reached nine inches. Bryan barely reached her cervix while her owner would be massaging nicely the back walls of her womb. The first time he had entered her and she had felt that intimate caress, she had been in heaven and couldn't wait to feel that exquisite sensation again? Bryan was nothing more than what he was : a teaser, an interesting appetizer for games he would never be invited to!
Bryan had occasionally tried to fuck her just after she had been serviced by Mr. Gupta but to his absolute shame, he had not been able to make her cum with his tiny young boy's cock. Gupta told her one day he wanted Bipasha's mother to attend their wedding. He would pay for her expenses. She was more than happy to phone to her mother. The preparation for her Indian marriage were nearly finished and Bipasha felt now less appealing the perspective of getting married to a man with such a puny cock. Her only hope if Mr. Gupta found her not sufficiently attractive would be for her to be prostituted in the slums around Mumbai; she had discussed with girls and dancers invited by her boss to perform in front of him and they had said that there were many other well endowed guys especially among the Dalits, the generally despised category of menial workers. Gupta had taught her not to speak with a Dalit but she didn't feel concerned by such meaningless customs : wasn't the prime Minister an educated Dalit? Bipasha hadn't noticed that Gupta's schooling was beginning to influence her ideas. She occasionally launched into conversation with the hotel people or with Mr. Gupta in Hindi and her vocabulary was growing steadily. Gupta started to bring back women's magazines and she found them more and more interesting as she mastered the language better...For her Master, the process of Bipasha's cultural surrender was already well advanced!
The moment chosen by Mr. Gupta had arrived : today Bipasha would become legally Bryan's wife. Mr. Gupta had offered a good bribe to someone in the administration to give Bipasha a legal existence. She would marry an English man and, thus, would be allowed to enter the European community and even find a work there. The ceremony strictly followed the Indian customs including the lavish party. Gupta seemed to have many friends in India, even in the lowliest categories of people. The guests seemed to be fascinated by Bipasha's light olive skin and her shyness. They were merely surprised to see the marked interest from Gupta : he could have been the groom and not the sponsor of the event. Bipasha danced for him several times : she had been practicing oriental dances in Coventry for six years and she had adapted to Bollywood dancing quite easily... What seemed strange was that she danced with Bryan with less fervor than with Gupta as if she was more attracted to the Indian businessman...
She chatted almost everyday with her mother when Mr. Gupta didn't interfere. He invited her to restaurants and encouraged her to learn Hindi with her daughter. He even accompanied Marcia to the shop where Bipasha had bought her wedding saree and he returned with five different ones. To Bipasha's surprise, they weren't simple sarees (a widow should wear a white one) but hers were really colorful but she wasn't surprised when Mr. Gupta pushed Marcia to wear exclusively those sarees. He was .openly scheming again but Bipasha couldn't understand what he was wanting.
Once they had been officially married, Jodhaa attached to her neck the gold Mangalsutra with a shining diamond offered by Bryan but it was Gupta who arranged it on her neck, who placed the toe rings and who placed the red mark on her forehead that proclaimed her a married woman. Even more surprisingly, Gupta entered just behind them in the nuptial suite. He helped her out of her garments : a saree and a bikini choli but no knickers, not even a traditional loin cloth. In fact, Bipasha had her pussy totally uncovered during the whole ceremony! It was perfectly shaven without a single hair and her pussy lips were puffed and red. They had accommodated a short dildo for five days since they had left the clinic after Bipasha's surgery. She was now a certified virgin and Bryan would have the privilege of deflowering her. At least, that was what he had bragged to her. In truth, as usual he would just pave the way for Gupta. He would just enter her by an inch, just enough to open her pussy lips and prepare for her Master's glorious entry but not to burst through her reconstructed hymen. Mr. Gupta followed intently Bryan's penetration and told him it was enough; he could now retire to the bathroom and wait there to be summoned by their master after the deed had been done!
Gupta gently mounted Bipasha and found without difficulty her pussy hole with its red and swollen lips. The dildo had been a vibrating one and her pussy was filled with her love juices... Gupta pulled back a little and carefully aimed his cock to the centre of her hole. He stopped for a minute to savor the situation and kiss Bipasha :
-Ready to receive your man, darling?
-More than ready, Master. I am fed up with this stupid abstinence. You could have popped my cherry long ago! I wanted nothing else after the surgery.
-No I wanted the stitches to heal perfectly. Defloration would be more memorable and will produce a more important bleeding now. Remember that it has always been my wish!
-Yes, master I know that your wishes are my orders but I also know that my screams will be heard through the bathroom door and Bryan will know that you have deflowered and fucked me.
-That is the purpose of a marriage, isn't it?
-Yes but usually it's the husband who is expected to deflower the bride, not the best man!
-Things change nowadays! Now prepare for the most important dance of your life: your mating dance!
-You perfectly know that the tests showed I am already pregnant, that this is just a meaningless hoax.
-I don't think it's meaningless : it's just symbolic : you now belong to me and you will carry my children!
-Yes, Master! Now you may own your female, Master! She is waiting at your pleasure!
-It's not polite to leave a woman waiting! Your dreams will be fulfilled, NOW!!!!