Couple In A Sex Racket

(A pure fictional fantasy and all characters are above 18. It has explicit sexual descriptions. Read at your own discretion)

It was a solemn atmosphere of ritual and worship inside the room with about twenty candles lighted on a concrete pedestal, incense sticks burning. I had taken my bath and was brought into the room and made to sit comfortably. A thin white robe covered my body from shoulders to my knees. Two male ascetics in saffron robes were beside me while a third one sat opposite to me. I was asked to fix my glances on his eyes as he talked to me and sometimes made me take the medicines that he offered me at intervals in a copper bowl.

Slowly I could feel that I was doing whatever the third ascetic asked me to do. I was conscious at least that I was under his spell though I lacked the desire or strength to get out of that spell. It was not exactly a state of trance either as I was aware of the surroundings but the spell was so strong that I followed whatever the ascetic was telling me to do.

Why do I say that it was not a state of trance? Because after about twenty minutes, when they brought in my 24 year old wife, Ritu, clad in a white transparent robe, I could feel that her youthful body was too offensively exposed through the almost see through fabric of the robe. Three women ascetics, all clad in saffron robes, accompanied Ritu. But their robes were not as thin was that of Ritu. As Ritu was accompanied by three female ascetics, I could notice her plumpy buttocks and the ass crack clearly visible through the fabric of the robe she had put on. Instead of covering her body the fabric had only highlighted her fleshy asses. I could see the two ascetics sitting beside me looking at the spectacle as she walked past us to the further end of the room.

However, I was sure that Ritu's mounds were not visible as there were three garlands of marigold hanging from her shoulder which ended below her thighs. Moreover, from her waist were hanging about ten garlands of marigolds of various colours, each of which was about one foot in length, that covered her front side.

Well, we are a couple married two years ago and though we had very intimate physical relation, Ritu didn't get pregnant. After a year we consulted doctors and though none of us had any major deficiency, Ritu couldn't conceive. By the end of the second year, Ritu became desperate for a baby and finally we came to know about a Tantrik baba having miraculous power. At Ritu's persuasion, we decided to visit his abode, situated about 100 kms from our home.

The abode of the Tantrik baba was situated in the outskirts of the city. There was rush of devotees on the day we first visited him. It took three hours for us to meet him and immediately on looking at us, the Tantrik baba told us why we were there. On the first day, he gave us some medicines to consume for a month and advised us to abstain from any type of sexual activity and visit his abode again after one month and come prepared to stay for about a week.

During our second visit, we were advised to stay separately for three days and to perform rituals that were called Phallic Worship (Linga Pujan) and Vaginal Worship (Yoni Pujan) on the fourth day. He told us that although that sounded bizarre, but that was the only way to please the deity by whose blessings Ritu would be able to conceive. Ritu was taken to stay in that part of his abode meant for female ascetics and to stay with them. While I was guided to the other part to stay with male ascetics. I and Ritu were not to see each other for three days and both of us were advised not to see any member of the opposite gender during those days.

I don't know how they treated Ritu but every evening one of the ascetics would tell me about the tough ways of Phallic and Vaginal worship. He would give me some powder like medicine thrice a day to consume, and at night he would make me look at a bright light and talk to me till he made me move and act as per his commands. Later, he would wake me up from the state of slumber or hypnotic state and administer a medicine and let me sleep.

The day I am describing was the fourth day when we were to perform the worship. Ritu, my wife, is a bright woman about 5'2" in height and though not fatty, she is not slim either. She has round and firm boobs that measured about 36 and smooth round buttocks measuring 34. She has a slim waist that measured 32. She has long black hairs cascading to her ass. By over all standard, Ritu looked sexy and hot.

As three female ascetics led her inside the room, my boner rebelled at the glimpse of her bouncing buttocks. The robe that was used to cover her youthful body, seemed too offensive to me because she had no undergarments on her body and the fabric of her robe was too thin so that everyone including me could see the sides of her mounds and the skin of her butts. I wanted to tell her about her dress but found that I was talking but without any sound. I tried to stand up only to discover a numbness in my limbs. The ascetic sitting before me looked deep into my eyes and scolded, "You will not move or utter a word till I ask you to do. Remember, you will do and say only what I ask you to say or do."

I wanted to defy but there was a numbness in my brain too. So I watched as Ritu was guided by three female ascetics towards a throne where the Tantrik baba was seated. The Tantrik baba was about six feet tall with the toned body like an athlete. Long black beards covered his face. His eyes were red and piercing. His upper body part had no clothes but wreaths of flowers covered his upper portion. Since he was sitting on the throne, I had no idea if there was any cloth that covered his lower part. Moreover, long wreaths of flowers hanging from his neck almost covered his lower abdomen.

As Ritu went near the Tantrik baba, the female ascetics guiding her advised her to sit in front of him and worship him by placing flowers on his feet. The three female ascetics were carrying three big size copper plates in their hands that contained various paraphernalia of worship. From one of the plates, Ritu took flowers and placed them graciously on the feet of the Tantrik baba and then she bowed down to touch his legs and salute him. The tantrik baba raised his hands to bless her. He then asked Ritu to keep looking at his eyes till he would ask otherwise. For nearly half an hour Ritu was looking at him after which the tantrik asked her, "Are you ready to start the worship?"

Like a hypnotized person, Ritu said, "Yes."

Meanwhile, the ascetic in front of me had completely cast his spell on me and asked, "Are you ready to perform the Linga Pujan to fulfill her wishes to conceive?"

I nodded. The ascetic said, "You see both of you have evil spirits settled inside you, which need to be driven out of your bodies and for that you two need to perform the Linga Pujan jointly."

He gestured me to move to sit beside my wife. But my limbs were numb. So the other two ascetics carried me beside Ritu and we were both seated on the wooden planks in front of the Tantrik baba. They recited some lines in Sanskrit as a part of the ritual and asked us both to shut our eyes and to declare that we were surrendering our body and souls to the Tantrik baba for ousting the evil from inside us.

After about five minutes of declaration by me and Ritu, we were asked to open our eyes. The room was full of smoke due to incense sticks burning in the room. In the midst of this atmosphere, one of the lady ascetics asked the Tantrik baba, "Shall we start?"

The tantrik nodded and suddenly without anybody lighting up, five candles near his feet started burning. The ascetics around welcomed it to be a positive sign. The tantrik baba then moved his hands in the air and from nowhere brought two bananas and asked me and Ritu to peel off the bananas and eat. I had difficulty in peeling off so Ritu did it for me and we ate the bananas as instructed. The Tantrik baba raised his palms as if to bless us and without anyone blowing out the candles, they went off. I and Ritu were more mesmerized by these magical acts. The lady ascetic then asked us go get ready for Linga Pujan.

Two other lady ascetics went to two sides of the Tantrik baba and in a swift move unfastened the loincloth that was so long covering the groin of the Tantrik. Despite being in a state of trance, Ritu seemed to be shocked at the Tantrik baba being stripped in front of all. The lady ascetics noticed it and assured Ritu, "Don't be ashamed or shocked, he is the incarnation of deity. We too worship him in this way."

Another female ascetic held a copper bowl just under the phallus of the Tantrik baba while a male ascetic commanded me to remove the flower wreaths and clear the view of Maha Swargiya Linga (Great Divine Phallus). I removed the wreaths without protest exposing his meat to the view of Ritu. He was not hard but even in flaccid state his meat was quite thick and long in size.

One lady ascetic then gave a copper pot containing milk and asked me to guide Ritu's hand to the phallus of the Tantrik baba and to jointly wash it with the milk. Like a completely hypnotized fellow, I guided Ritu's hands to the dick of the Tantrik. I obediently followed their instructions to roll back the foreskin while Ritu used the milk to clean his phallus. Then another lady ascetic provided another copper pot containing coconut water and again Ritu washed his phallus while I held it in my palms. The milk and the coconut water used for washing were collected in the bowl held under his dick. All the three female ascetics and Ritu were asked to drink the mixture to purify themselves. I noticed a reluctance in Ritu to drink the mixture of milk and coconut that was used to wash the cock. But the female ascetics were zealous to drink the same. The chief of the male ascetics said in a commanding voice to Ritu, "This is the nectar of the deity. Drink this elixir and you will get strength and energy."

The three female ascetics supported him. But they were given smaller quantities while Ritu was given lion's share. The female ascetics drank it unhesitatingly and looking at their enthusiasm and encouraged by them, Ritu started sipping the so called nectar quite reluctantly.

Once this was over, one lady ascetic gave Ghee (clarified butter) to Ritu asking her to massage it on the Tantrik's cock. I looked on as my wife massaged another man's dick with ghee in front of me. For the first time I noticed changes in his phallus - it was getting harder and bigger - as my wife applied ghee on the full length of his meat. Then another lady ascetic gave Ritu camphor powder and asked her to rub it all over the meat of the Tantrik. Ritu performed that ritual without any eagerness or reluctance on her part like a mechanically driven machine. Ritu seemed to be baffled at what she was made to do. But as if to assure us, the main lady ascetic said, "Don't take it as a physical sex between a man and woman, it is a part of the spiritual communion between Purush (The male) and the Prakriti (The nature). Get rid of any evil thoughts, if any, occurring in your minds."

Though in a hypnotic state with partial numbness of the limbs still prevailing, I started growing hard like a cuck to watch my young and sexy wife taking care of another man's phallus. Through the robe my hardness was visible and the main male ascetic scolded me, "Banish dirty thoughts from your mind and try to concentrate devotedly to the ritual."

I felt ashamed at my hardness. I had never known that a cuckold was hiding deep inside me that would get aroused to watch my wife touching the meat of another man and to watch the meat getting harder as my wife touched it. But the ritual was not over yet. The lady ascetic gave white sandal paste to Ritu and asked her to apply the paste all over the shaft of the Tantrik. I didn't know if any aphrodisiac was mixed with the so called nectar but I noticed Ritu was more energized than before though much more dizzy. There was a glow of sexual desire in her glances. But what followed both shocked and aroused me. Earlier Ritu had performed the acts of the ritual in a detached and mechanical way. But as Ritu started applying the white sandal paste on the cock of the Tantrik, I noticed Ritu applying the white sandal paste on the entire length of the cock of the Tantrik that had fully grown by then and resembled a Malyalam banana both in length and girth. But there was care and greed in her eyes as she applied the paste lovingly on his shaft.

Though my brain was still dizzy and mild numbness was still in my limbs and no voice came out as I spoke, even in that condition I could instinctively feel that the ritual we agreed to was going to take away the chastity of my wife, Ritu and that another man's dick was inevitably going to invade the love tunnel of my loving wife, a tunnel that was exclusively reserved for me so long. As I was brooding over this with mixed feelings of awe and sexual arousal, another female ascetic brought to Ritu a paste of red sandal and advised me to roll back the foreskin of the Tantrik while Ritu was asked to apply the paste only on his bulbuous glan.

The cock of the Tantrik was fully grown by then. The ascetics chanted some hymns and I and Ritu were made to offer our homage to the Tantrik by bowing down near his throbbing phallus.

Once this was over, the ascetics brought another round of coconut water and milk and ordered Ritu to wash the phallus of the Tantrik baba. Like the previous occasion, the mixture of sandal wood paste, milk and coconut water was collected in a copper bowl. Half of the mixture was sprinkled on our bodies while I was asked to held the pot near Ritu's mouth as she drank the mixture from that copper pot. Then they brought a bottle of honey and Ritu was made to apply it all over the length of his hard phallus. Once the cock was smeared with honey, Ritu was asked to position her head on my lap and to keep her mouth open. I was asked to fold my hands in respect and pray to the Tantrik to purify Ritu's body and mind with nectar.

The Tantrik baba got up from his throne, stood near us and positioned his body so that his dick was just above Ritu's mouth. Drops of overflowing honey from his phallus rained down on Ritu's face and mouth. I was then asked to lift her robe to expose her love spot so that her vaginal area too got the drops of that so-called elixir. I felt inside that it was not right but couldn't deny the command and like a slave exposed my wife's pudenda by lifting her robe up to her waist and by removing the garlands that created obstruction. All the male and female ascetics present in the room were, however, without any reaction.

The Tantrik seemed not satisfied at the drops of honey that fell on Ritu. So he wiped his phallus by his finger and applied the sticky honey on Ritu's lips and made her lick his index finger. He again wiped his finger on his honey smeared cock and on that occasion pushed his index finger in her orifice between her thighs. Ritu shivered and groaned in a low voice as the index finger of the Tantrik delved deep in her pussy hole.

Ritu was then asked to get up from my lap, and pray to the Tantrik baba with folded hands so that the deity would fulfill her wishes. One of the ascetics announced the end of worship by Ritu. Even in that state, I was relieved to think that Ritu won't have to go through further such bizarre rituals.

They then brought vermilion, turmeric powder and a few drops of oil to me and asked me to make a paste of the same. Once the sticky orange paste was prepared, I was asked to apply the paste on the entire pubic region of the Tantrik fully covering his phallus and the balls in that paste. I was also asked to put a big round mark of the same paste on Ritu's forehead. I obeyed their commands and was asked to wash my hands clean. As I applied the paste of turmeric and vermilion on the flesh rod of the Tantrik, I found it hard and fully erect. In the deep recess of my mind, I wondered if the Tantrik was going to use that to impregnate my wife. I was afraid if my wife could stand the pain of accommodating such a massive meat in her. As I felt, the tool of the Tantrik was much bigger than my own both in length and girth and was apprehensive if the Tantrik baba would tear up her tender love spot.

But once I completed covering the phallus of the Tantrik by the orange paste, one of the male ascetics then informed that one part of the worship was over and if I was ready for the next part, that is Yoni or Vaginal worship. The fact that there was no sexual fucking in the first part belied my previous apprehension and I declared confidently that I was ready for the next part of the ritual. I washed my hands clean as advised.

The Tantrik and other ascetics present there seemed happy at my positive response. They brought flowers and I was asked to bow down at the feet of Ritu and offer my regards to her as a deity. This hurt my male ego. But then I noticed that all other ascetics present in the room, except the Tantrik baba, bowed down their heads at her feet in utter devotion. Looking at this, I kept my ego aside and bowed my head at Ritu's feet. They brought once again fresh paraphernalia of the ritual. I was asked to remove the robe that had covered the sexy body of my wife completely out of her body. I did it reluctantly even though under their spell with growing numbness of the limbs, I had no mental or physical power to oppose or resist. Meanwhile, intermittently the ascetics went on providing me and Ritu various items in copper bowls to consume.

I took away the thin robe exposing her seductive mounds. However, the lengthy marigold garlands helped from standing her stark naked even though it made her look more tempting. Two ascetics sitting beside me said, "We will now prepare her for the worship. Are you ready?"

Without knowing what was to follow or understanding the implications of proceeding further, I just nodded. I was not only under a spell, but I started feeling light headed and extremely jubilant inside. To my shock, the two male ascetics sitting beside me quite unceremoniously removed the garlands that were hanging from Ritu's shoulders to two opposite sides exposing her bare boobs. One of the ascetics took the white sandal paste and began to apply it on Ritu's areolas till they were fully covered by the paste. I saw Ritu's nipples growing stiff as the ascetic applied the sandal paste on her areolas. It took a few minutes for the sandal paste to dry and stick to her areolas.

Ritu seemed to be in a different world and there was a glow of sexual radiance on her face and glances. The ascetic then proceeded to draw two pairs of three horizontal lines of the white sandal paste on the two sides of her forehead leaving a space between the two pairs. Once the white sandal paste was applied, one female ascetic came near Ritu embelleshing her neck, arms and wrists with the garlands made of rudraksha beads. Ritu looked like a divine figure in her appearance.

The second ascetic sitting beside me then came to perform his own task with red sandal paste with him. He drew a perfectly big round mark at the centre of her forehead between the two sets of horizontal lines. But his next action was too shocking as he started applying the red sandal paste on her nipples till they stood out prominently by their erect state and the red colour of those plumpy cherries. Even in my spell bound state, I diverted away my gaze to avoid watching another man smearing the nipples of my wife. To my utter awe, just that moment as the ascetic was busy in applying the red paste on her nipples, Ritu gave out a moan that indicated how aroused she had become.

However, the ascetic scronfully rebuked her, "Free yourself from the senses of physical pleasure. Drive away evil thoughts and desires from your body and mind. You are going to have the communion of soul with God. Get rid of all passions."