From an Idea by Mark L.
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For the second time, Jenny was returned semi comatose to her home. As for the first time, she was, when she woke up, in the bathroom but this time, she had a slim but long humming dildo pushed into her pussy and another one in her back passage. It was their constant stimulation that had awakened her. Kira or Leena didn't want to let her forget that her butt hole of married wife has been properly deflowered by someone who wasn't her husband and her pussy reamed by the forty Dalits of Kira's team this very afternoon. Someone had creamed her holes with some soothing lotion and she surprisingly didn't feel sore at all!
Jenny looked at the clock : there was more than half an hour before the return of her husband. She took a rapid shower, insisting on her hair, her face and her tits that had been heavily soiled by the Dalits' cum! She removed only then the two dildos that plugged her holes. She could find on them evident traces of the orgy she participated to in the afternoon. As she had been ordered, someone had run a tampon in her pussy but had voluntarily made a messy job, leaving more than traces inside her. Mark could easily misinterpret them as her own love juices. He would unwittingly fuck her pussy and add his own copious seed injection to what she had kept. When he would eat her pussy, later, he would swallow some of the Dalits' spunk, something most men would find unthinkable and horribly disgusting!
Jenny then swiftly applied creams on her body and make up on her face before combing her hair and putting on a saree. She had to change frequently with all the sweat and the spunk that soiled her body every day now. She had had to send the woman in charge of house cleaning to buy six sarees and a pair of salwar kameez and churidars (tight pants). At this rhythm, she would have soon a majority of Indian clothes in her wardrobe. Leena had suggested her to get rid of her Westerner clothes, dresses, tops, skirts and undies to take a completely Indian appearance.
Mark was flabbergasted when he discovered her : she was so pretty that she appeared as pure as an angel! The Indian clothes really suited her. She seemed to have lost some weight during the last days, her skin was glowing, her eyes looked wider, more expressive and more attracting. He was really in love with her. Mark couldn't wait : he took her in his arms and carried her to their bedroom and stripped her naked, just leaving her choli on in his haste. Jenny opened obediently her legs to receive him like a good Indian wife doing her best to please her husband! He fucked her with the same intensity than during their honeymoon and filled her pussy with his come twice.
As they reclined on the bed, sensuously enjoying the languor after a good pleasurable fuck, Jenny proposed him to clean her pussy with his tongue : it was so lewd that Mark couldn't decline the offer. They were both from the same hometown, a small rural conservative town in South-eastern US. Both have strong sexual and dark desires that they couldn't really express in their hometown! With work and family, they were never able to enjoy or indulge in their desires or fantasies, except a a few times after their daughter, conceived during their honeymoon trip, left to go to college. But, now, in India with Leena, Kira and the Dalits, they could finally be free and live the way they had always wanted.
Unbeknownst from him, Mark had then his first taste of a stranger's cum : he found it quite palatable, pushing his tongue deep into her twat to get more of it! Jenny grinned with the dirty prank she was doing to her husband.
Jenny took her breakfast with Mark but just to continue the magic of their night, she stayed gloriously naked, taking sexy poses for his enjoyment. She had opened wide the windows and the curtains and the people in facing buildings could have a direct view on her naked body. It was quite different in the other rooms that were hidden from view but Jenny was becoming some sort of an exhibitionist : she relished being watched by strangers when she was naked, now!
Kira stopped her dead on her tracks when she arrived at the palace : She was to prepare for the show, not work with the Dalits under the sun today and if she really missed their company, she would have as much time as she wanted after she had danced for them. She could fuck them until the wee hours of the morning!
- But my husband?
- Don't worry, luv! I will take care of him with Leena when you aren't available! The Dalits will have total leeway! Let's say that you should be in your bed around two AM, no later. He will join you soon after!
- God but I will be so tired that Mark will understand everything!
- I told you I would reveal everything to him! This night is the moment ; you husband will discover what a slut his wife is and from what you have told me, I'm sure he will really enjoy it!
Kira showed her the bedroom she had prepared for Mark. It was located in the harem courtyard around the door with heavy doors with enormous locks.
- You see, Kyrhan's ancestors didn't take the faithfulness of their wives so lightly! It's a prison here and I'm fortunate to have the key, now. It's the former eunuchs' quarters : there is a dormitory for twenty men and a room for the chief eunuch where you will sleep tonight. I hope that it will excite your husband. We have a very good friend in France, Dan and he occasionally sleep here when Kyrhan gathers all the girls of his harem...
- Your husband has a harem! Is it allowed in India?
- Certainly not : it's just a designation for our unusual way of life. Kyrhan has seduced around a dozen girls, most of them happily married. When they come in India, they usually visit us and Kyrhan chooses one or two of the available girls to spend the night with him!
- And the husband does accept it!
- If he is offered another girl, he never complains. I arrange with marine, a girl in the hotel staff or one of the other girls to have him attended. Eventually I take care of the husband myself and he is usually quite proud of fucking a princess!
- Oh I would like to see a harem in full swing with girls clad like princesses!
- But it will soon be possible : they are preparing a new historical Bollywood film and the producers have asked Kyrhan whether they could use the harem for the scenes. He has agreed but he will hold the role of the Maharajah. Would you like to be one of his wives. You could also dance with Aishwarya Rai, the most famous actress in India. The first rank will be only professional dancers but you could be in the second line!
- Oh my god! It would be marvelous!
- Just a point : if you become another member of the harem girls, you'll have to obey me completely and Kyrhan will claim you whenever he wants and he is very richly endowed!
- Better than Gopal or Daleep?
- Much better than them! We had a Dalit who had the same girth but he is now retired! He could have reamed you : old cocks are softer and more patient!
- Oh could I meet him?
- Of course : just a matter of a few days!
Kira sent her to the beauty parlor for some Ayurvedic massage with essential oils to make her more relaxed, more pleasure oriented but was it really necessary? Kira had her served a light collation at noon.
- You are going to dance in front of maybe two hundred guests. I don't want you to feel bloated especially as your belly will be the main focus of attention of the spectators and after your second show of the day, you'll have to face forty horny Dalits but this time, you won't have the help of Leena! I don't want you even to wipe your pussy! You'll keep all the spunk for Mark! Your pussy will be distended when you'll present it to your husband!
- Oh, my god! It's so shameful!
- You have developed a deep interest for the Dalits : you must pay the price of it, now!
Then Kira led Jenny to the hairdresser who fixed hair extensions to make her hair look thicker, more sumptuous. He then applied the richest make up that Jenny had ever worn even for her wedding. The man was quite good at that job and Jenny had problem to recognize herself in the mirror. She was then given what they call a bikini choli and a see through saree with a very thin silk. The outlines of her body was clearly visible when she walked in front of a light. There was a black patch on her crotch : her pubic hair was clearly visible through the petticoat and the saree!
- Sorry, Jenny, the saree is too transparent! Your hair must go!
Jenny thought that she could just have changed to a thicker saree but Kira's tone discouraged her from arguing. Kira made her recline on an armchair. She lifted the hem of her saree and petticoat, ordering Jenny to keep it up. The hairdresser shaved her crotch she was exposing to him so complacently. He passed his finger on the delicate skin to ensure there was no stubble left... when it was as smooth as a baby's skin, he told Jenny she could leave now.
Her performance in front of the hotel guests was magnificent : she wasq the grace personified and the curves of her body seemed haloed in a haze of cloth, together highly erotic and almost virginal. A roar of frenetic applauses marked the end of her dance. Mark just arrived for the last steps of her choreography. He applauded frantically with the other people. He arrived to a few feet from her before she was whisked away by a pair of Dalits toward a door that was locked behind her. Mark seemed lost but Kira put her arm under his.
- Jenny must rest before her second performance, Mr... I don't remember your name!
- I'm Mark, jenny's husband and you must be Princess Kira, I suppose!
- That's it. Your wife is a great dancer. I think that many of the visitors will dream of her tonight, the men wishing she was with them in their bed and the girls dreaming they were just simply her.
- Could I watch her dance for them?
