Author's note: This is a sequel to the 8-part series Mahesh's descent into CFNM. Mahesh is forced to become a naked slave to the women in his life who pass up no chance to torment him. While it was supposed to end with him joining College, one of them arranges a date with a dominant woman who continues to enforce his nudity.
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Mahesh moved into his new accommodation the day before he was to join college. He and Shruthi rented a house instead of going to a college hostel. It was a decent 1-bedroom house with a decent kitchen. Sponsored, of course, by Banu, Aishu and Madhu. Shruthi had demanded this as restitution for tormenting Mahesh. However, she had an ulterior motive. She imagined herself as the most popular woman in college, especially among the females frequently throwing parties at this house. She knew that, very soon, Mahesh would be entertaining and serving a decent bunch of women in the nude. This house would be their playpen. Mahesh would not have one second of peace inside the house as he would be used and abused by all her friends and the thought of it made her so turned on that she just tore both his and her clothes off and took him right in the hall floor. Mahesh, who himself was losing his own virginity smiled without knowing the future consequences.
Mahesh woke up at 5:30 AM the next day. He was now preprogrammed to wake up at that time. For the first time since his naked slavery was enforced by the superior women in his life, he woke up with a huge smile. He had lost his virginity to Shruthi. She was a virgin too. However, she had at least kissed a few boys and had gone to at least the third or fourth base with some of them while he had not even kissed a girl on the cheek before. This did not even bother him the slightest. He also knew that Shruthi planned to make him serve more and more girls naked. He knew he was going to be a slave to many women. This did not bother him either. He now knew that his cock was his greatest asset. In fact, it was his only asset.
He had had no idea he was enormous. Not until he had seen Vishwa and Kiran naked. Those two were turned into naked slaves and even that happened because of him. One day, both he and Kiran had been summoned by Ratna aunty, their landlady. They were both already naked and, naturally, when they got in front of her, they knelt like the slaves they were. Hands behind their heads and waiting for her orders. Ratna aunty, who could never get enough of it took in her fill of the two naked youngsters as they nervously stared at her. She informed them that they were to fully clean the empty ground floor back house. It was empty for more than two months and the dust had accumulated. The stench was bad and it was their responsibility to make it worthy of living in two days. Failing which, she threatened, both of them would be tied to ropes and paraded around the neighborhood.
A flying Cockroach startled Kiran and he jumped and screamed. The jumping action caused his cock to bob up and down and it was then that it dawned on Mahesh that he himself was massively endowed. One of the ways Aishu and the others frequently humiliated him was to tie him up, fully naked of course and make him jump up and down. With his cock fully hard, it would bob up and down with every jump and the women would laugh at him unkindly. The same thing happened today with Kiran but the effect was very low. It was the first time that he had been self-satisfied ever since he started becoming a naked slave. While it was an exhilarating moment for him, it was one of the worst days of Kiran's life. Ratna aunty laughed unkindly at his jump. The whole day, she mercilessly taunted Kiran about his small penis. Next to Mahesh, it looked like a joke and Ratna aunty deliberately made them stand side-by-side to highlight the difference. She also fawned on Mahesh. Both Kiran and Mahesh knew that she was punishing Kiran because he had called Mahesh's mother a floozie. Eventually, Ratna aunty realised that the two boys could not complete the task on their own and jumped in herself to help finish the job.
Reflecting on those thoughts now, Mahesh no longer had any qualms about his nudity. Of course, he would still prefer to avoid it. However, he was a slave and he no longer had any say in such decisions. He was just a naked slave to the women in his life and he naturally went about unpacking the luggage while mistress Shruthi slept peacefully. He noticed while unpacking one of the bags that Shruthi had woken up, smiled at him and was about to go back to sleep. Not happening, girl. Mahesh raced over and knelt in front of his sleeping, naked, mistress. Shruthi had very large breasts herself and the sight of it brought him to full mast. Still, he lovingly sucked each of her toes until she woke up. Hearing her moans change, he realized she had woken up and moved upwards.
He licked and licked each of her breasts and her moans increased. Suddenly, he lifted two fingers and plunged her with them. Shruthi screamed and sat up. Fully awake, her dominant instincts kicked in and she pushed him on the floor. She straddled him and rode him vigorously. Mahesh never imagined he would one day be thankful to his mistresses for repeatedly making him rub himself. It was one of their most common punishments. He thought of Navithra. She would frequently have him lie down completely naked in front of her while she watched TV. With her toes, she would rub and rub him vigorously. Once she sensed he was on the edge and about to come, she would simply remove her toes and stop abruptly. Mahesh would roll on the floor clutching his cock in pain as he tried to avoid blowing while Navithra would laugh and laugh. After a Herculean effort to stop himself from cumming, she would point at her feet again. He would go lie down again in fear and she would just ruthlessly start over.
Those punishments had now caused him to last longer and longer and this came into play as he could see that Shruthi hit two orgasms before he finally blew. They had not used a condom last night and not used one now. Shruthi, once she had enough, took a quick shower and came back to see her slave cleaning the floor. She grabbed the mop and hit him twice on his ass. Mahesh fell down and apologized to her. She hit him again, and Mahesh, knowing what she wanted, kissed her feet and apologized again. Shruthi rushed to the nearest drug store to get an i-pill and also brought back breakfast for both of them. There were four chairs and a table that they had brought in. Mahesh thoroughly cleaned them so that Shruthi could eat on the table while he sat on the floor to eat.
The first week after joining college, Shruthi joined the volleyball team. She dragged Mahesh to all her practice sessions. Mahesh became their ball boy. The other girls were surprised at first. However, they soon started ordering him around. Mahesh obeyed every command and they knew they had a bitch boy. Shruthi had warned him that he shouldn't call anyone ma'am. Not yet. However, he was running around all evening fetching the ball, fetching water, buying cola, holding their towels, holding their bags and doing whatever they asked him to. There were sniggers from other boys but he did not care. This was all part of the plan. When they reached back home, he himself was tired but there was no respite.
"You are tired? How can you be tired? You were just standing around. I was the one playing."
"Ma'am, I also-"
"Silence."
Shruthi thundered. Mahesh shuddered at her rebuke, and it caused his cock to twitch. Of course, he had removed all his clothes as soon as he entered the apartment. " You will be punished tomorrow. Now, massage my feet before we start on dinner."
Despite being athletic, Shruthi was also a good cook. Not only was she good, she also loved cooking. Mahesh, however, was used to great cooking from his mother and while he assured Shruthi that she was good enough, she knew he was disappointed. She gave him some smacks for that as well but promised to get better and better. Mahesh started on her feet.
He went down on all fours and kissed both her feet.
"That is enough, Mahesh, start massaging."
Mahesh complied. He was, by now, really good at this. He had great practice doing it more than a hundred times for the six superior women in his life. However, he was finding it difficult today because Shruthi's feet was quite sweaty. Playing volleyball for three hours made her feet smell and while massaging them, he was treated to the pungent odor. Shruthi noted him frowning repeatedly and smiled with anticipation. When he least expected it, she moved suddenly. Mahesh was treated to a blur. One second, he was massaging her. The next second, she had kicked him down and pressed her feet hard in his nose. Mahesh was finding it difficult to stand the stink of her feet from arm's length. Now, they were directly inside his nose. Mahesh screamed in agony as Shruthi laughed.
"Ma'am" cough, cough, crowwwgh. "Please, please stop. This is smelly."
"I am sorry, are you calling me smelly?"
"No, I-"
