"You should have told me you were coming." Anitha said reproachfully. "I would have taken leave, nuh!"
"I thought of that. However, I was more focussed on watching the expression on the Cockroach as he saw me suddenly at the door. God! It was hilarious."
"We can watch it again, you know. I have cameras everywhere."
"Maybe later, I need some food first."
At this, Anitha took the crop that she had placed on the table and gave two more to Karthik. Karthik jumped up and twitched uncontrollably.
"Slave, Lakshmi has been here for nearly an hour and you still have not offered her anything. Where are your manners? Now, apologise to her."
Karthik knew exactly how Anitha wanted him to apologise. He bent down and kissed Lakshmi's feet multiple times and begged her to forgive him. Lakshmi said that since he did not offer food for 53 minutes, he would receive that many hits from the riding crop. Karthik accepted it tearfully and brought the breakfast in. They had breakfast sitting on the table while he sat on the floor to eat, as usual. Once they were done, Karthik cleared the plates and found them already with the riding crop in hand. Karthik knelt in front of them and begged them to have mercy. Anitha told him to take his position on the dining table and he laid on it with his ass hanging out.
Lakshmi was ruthless. The vicious attack on him left him screaming and crying as he took more pain than he had in his life. For Anitha, smacking him was just a chore. She still hurt him badly. But then, the hurt was just a by-product. What she wanted was to put the fear of the devil in him. Lakshmi, however, revelled in the opportunity to punish a meek human and went after him gleefully. By the time she was done, Karthik could not even stand. Obviously, this did not let him off the hook for the rest of his day's chores. Anitha left for office and informed Lakshmi that she would work from home the rest of the week. Privately, away from Karthik's eyes, she warned Lakshmi not to get too carried away and she did not want to take the wimp to a doctor. Lakshmi promised to keep herself in check.
She did not have to reduce the amount of fun she had, though. The first thing she did was to order him to lick all Anitha's shoes again. It was quite a while since he had done that and he felt sick and degraded again. While he licked, she called him every demeaning name possible and he teared up again. She then informed him that she planned to go on a trek that weekend. She was already planning to play volleyball the whole week. Karthik wondered why she was telling all this when she gave him the body blow. During the whole week, she intended to wear only one pair of socks. Karthik paused from his shoe-licking to stare at her, horrified. Waiting for it, Lakshmi whipped him further. Karthik resumed his shoe-licking but he could not get the image of sniffing six-day old socks out of his head. Was there no end to the unfair hand that life had dealt him?
Lakshmi kept him working the whole day despite the pain in every part of his body. She made him clean the toilets, once again without a brush. She then told him he was forbidden from washing his hands until she said so. While the stench was horrible, this at least gave him some respite since it kept Lakshmi at an arm's length. Lakshmi wanted to resume punishing him quickly so she told him that he had clean the house again even though it was already spotless. That ensured that he spent sufficient time with his away from her while she sent some shocks his way. He eventually finished cleaning and washed his hands as she commanded before coming back and kneeling in front of her. She bemoaned the fact that she had already bathed that day which ensured that her feet were not smelling. However, she once again reminded him that the coming Monday, she would treat him to feet that wore the same socks for a week.
"Just imagine. Three days of Volleyball wearing the same socks. Then, those same socks to a trek. Just imagine the amount of sweat it will collect. Just imagine the stench it would create. And, you will sniff and sniff those feet for hours. Then, you will lick them. God! I am getting wet just thinking of you doing it."
Karthik could only just stare at her in hatred and fear. He knew begging and pleading with her would only make it worse. After he was forced to do further chores and after lunch, she finally decided to take a nap. She told him that he would lick her feet until she woke up. Karthik went into action. There was a small amount of sweat on her feet. She was indoors, she had not lifted a finger the whole day and yet there was some amount of sweat, however small. Karthik wept thinking of how her feet would be after three days of volleyball and two days of trekking. What had he ever done in his life to deserve this?
As it turned out, things were still not over, yet. That evening, once Anitha returned from work, they resumed tormenting him together. Anitha had already made up her mind that he would be going to bed hungry that night. When she informed him, he let out a fresh groan.
"Please, mistress. Please. I am sorry for anything I did. Please allow me to have some food."
"Not gonna happen, naked boy. Lakshmi has come all the way from India for us. Can't you do such a small thing for her?"
"Please, mistress."
"That's it. Fetch the whip."
And, he was whipped further. Karthik felt new levels of pain. Whether by accident or plan, they had managed to spread the pain. The morning smacks and shocks were concentrated on his buttocks. Licking all of Anitha's shoes made his tongue sore and painful. Cleaning the house twice was already having it's effect on his hands and legs. Now, the whiplashes landed on his back. Pain radiated from every inch of his body as his mistresses laughed at him squirming and twitching. Obviously, this did not let him off the hook. He still had dinner duties to perform. They watched as he panted and gasped even for small things like putting the tava on the stove. Not to mention, he was obviously naked. Not a stitch on and his ass was red hot. His ass twitched and shook with his every pained movement and his balls and cock moved in all directions as he miserably continued to cook. When he was adding the ingredients, he added enough for two people and he once again turned to them. The two women silently dared him to plead with them. Karthik did not take the bait and continued to cook.
As they ate, Lakshmi asked Anitha to play the home cameras footage. Karthik was kneeling next to them ready to serve whatever they asked. Anitha rewinded the most recent video of him licking her sweaty ass and sweaty feet. Both were naked on the camera and Lakshmi playfully teased Anitha. If it was not for the naked man whimpering on his knees next to them, most people would see this as a harmless scene where a woman was showing her homemade sex videos to her best friend. Lakshmi asked her to rewind further until the beginning of the video. She saw Karthik smile evilly before going to lick her.
"What was that?"
Karthik looked up. So far, Lakshmi's tone had either been ruthless or humiliating. This was different. He saw her watching the video with a cold look. He was horrified to see himself smile on video. He was horrified. For, like a second. The next second, Megan's voice spoke to him.
"People need to take care of themselves."
This was it. He could make or break his life today. Megan was right. He had to take care of himself. He could not do that physically. His studiousness had seen to that. He could not do that legally, as of now. Anitha's videos were a barricade to that. However, he was not going down easily. With every ounce of mental strength he had, which came in only due to having had sex with Megan yesterday - she was her God now - he managed to keep his face expressionless. In a bizarre turn, his weak physical body became his greatest strength. The pain in every area of his body ensured that he had enough things on his mind to cover his scared looks.
"What the fuck are you planning, Karthik?"
"What planning?" Anitha cut in. "He is not planning anything. Maybe he just wanted to make himself get into some sort of mood to start licking yesterday."
"Anitha, somehow that smile looks different. Look at him. It feels to me like he is plotting something."
"Oh, please. What will he do? He is trapped and he has nowhere to go. Besides," she turned to Karthik. "Will you dare plan to escape, naked boy?"
The edge in her voice was so venomous that Karthik did not have any need to pretend. He was now terrified. Terrified that he would be exposed. As he started to imagine the consequences, he forced himself to speak.
"No, mistress." He prostrated himself and this added a fresh wave of pain to his hips. "AaaH! Please trust me, mistress. I am a worm and nothing more. Please, please don't hurt me. I am not planning anything, mistress. Please, trust me."
It convinced Anitha but not Lakshmi.
"He is plotting something, Anitha. After all, you have been at him for 4 months now. Enough time to think of an escape."
"Hmph! He is just a worm, Lakshmi. He exists beneath my feet. I think you are overreacting. He was smiling just to get to some mood. Or, maybe it is a coping mechanism. Maybe we should take him to a psychiatrist."
"I don't know. I still think he is plotting something. I will torment a confession out of him."
"Oh! Come on! He-"
"Look. I will torture him mercilessly. If he is plotting something, he will confess. If not, no harm no foul."
The fact that they were speaking about torturing him right in front of him further pushed his resolve. He was going to get them, no matter what.
Anitha looked at her friend and her worm. "Fine. But, no broken bones. Not a single bone gets broken. Also, no burns."
"Cigarette burns? Pretty please." Lakshmi asked and Anitha nodded.
