Hi, My name is Aarti. I am a 34-year-old housewife with 1 kid. I have a very attractive figure of 34-28-34. My hair is black. I am 4'11" tall. I live in New Delhi, India with my husband. His name is Aakash. He is a software programmer in a large multinational company. Our married life was happy till a little while ago.
Our problems started with the recession in the US. My husband was in the danger of losing his job. One day, we had gone to a party where his boss, Mr. Murthy saw me.
That day I was wearing a sexy sari with a sleeveless blouse. It was low cut in the front as well as back, showing a lot of cleavage as well as my bare back.
The party was in full flow. I saw Mr. Murthy looking at me many times. Whenever, I looked at him, he turned away. But, I could not say anything to him or my hubby. Then came the time to dance. Mr. Murthy walked over to me and asked me to dance with him.
I agreed. We went on the floor. The music was slow. As we started dancing together, I felt his hand touching my bare back, my bare navel and sometimes even my hips. I did not say or do anything.
He got bolder and started touching my boobs as well as if it was happening accidentally,
not intentionally. I was scared to say anything to him. Fortunately, the music stopped and we had to return from the floor. When we came home, I told my hubby about this. He said that it might have happened accidentally.
A few days later, I got a call from my hubby from his office. He seemed very troubled.
I asked him the reason. He said he would explain it when he comes home. He came from the office in the evening. After our dinner, when we went to sleep, he said to me, "Aarti, I am in deep trouble. I have been asked to leave the job. I have been caught selling some sensitive information to our competitor!!" I yelled, "How could you do this?" He said that he was sorry. He said now only I could save his job and also stop his going to prison.
I was very confused. How could I do that for him? On this he said that his boss could stop this entire thing happening but he had a condition. When I asked him the condition, he said that his boss wants to have sex with me. Not only that I will have to be his sex slave for an entire weekend. I was aghast at this suggestion, that too from my hubby. I wanted to break his face and also that of his boss. How dare he think of such a thing? I shouted back at him, " I don't care if you go to jail, I am not doing this"
He pleaded, "Please, this is just for once. Please save me ". I still did not relent. Then he said, "Ok! But think, what would it do to our child, if I were in the prison? She will not be able to get into good schools. People would look down upon her". This got me thinking. What he was saying had merit. It would ruin the life of our child if he went to jail. Still I was not ready to do this. He convinced me some more and I relented. I said to him that it would be for once only. Little did I know at that time that what was I getting into.
I was thinking about it for the whole week and did not even realize that it was Friday evening. My hubby came back from office and asked me to get ready. I did not have much to do as I was asked not to carry any clothes or makeup with me. However, there were specific instructions about other things. I had to shave my pubic hair completely. No hair was to be there in the underarms as well.
I had to wear the same sari, which I had worn on the night of the party. My hubby took me in the car and drove me to the place. It was slightly away from the city. It was an old farmhouse on the border of the city. It was very secluded and I was frightened by not seeing any other buildings for miles. My hubby dropped me at the gate of the building and turned around the car and left.
I started walking towards the main entrance of the building, which was slightly far from the road. As soon as I reached the gate, it automatically opened inwards. I walked in with a lot of fear. My heartbeat was racing and I was terrified. When, I reached the house, there too, the gate opened and I entered the house. Just on the entrance, it was a very large hall. Old paintings and animal hides were hanging on the walls. But, what disturbed me most were the paintings on the walls showing nude women being tortured.
I walked into the hall. Just then, Mr. Murthy appeared from nowhere and said, "Welcome, my dear!! I have been waiting for you for long." I was terrified to say anything. He moved towards me and took me in his arms. I tried to resist but he was too strong. Then his voice echoed in the hall, " Now, you need to strip. You will not be wearing any clothes till the time you are here"
I was taken aback, but had to comply as I was afraid that if he tore my clothes what would I wear back to home. I started by removing my sari. He put on some seductive music and I had to sway to it while removing my sari. His eyes were fixed on my body as I did so. He then ordered me to remove my blouse slowly. I had to do it. I started opening the buttons one by one. When all of them were open, I slid down one sleeve of the blouse. Slowly, I slid the other sleeve along my arm and took off the blouse.
Now I was in my bra and petticoat. He asked me to remove my petticoat too. I was dying of shame but did it. Now he was devouring my form with his lust filled eyes. He came close to me and asked me to keep dancing. He came behind me and unclasped the hook of my bra. I tried to keep it on by latching on to it but he tore it away from my body.Now, my 34 b boobs were there in front of him in all their glory.
He took hold of me at this point and started kissing my lips forcefully. Suddenly, he left me and asked me to remove my panty. I was thinking that why am I doing this, but I complied, and slid down my panty along my thighs and down to my ankles. Then I stepped out of them. Now I was completely naked in front of him. He had that evil shine in his eyes. Just as I thought, he would pounce on me any moment, the doorbell rang.
I was surprised and thought that my hubby has come back to save me. Just then, I looked at Mr. Murthy. He had an evil grin on his face. All my hope vanished. He asked me to go and open the door. I moved towards my clothes but he stopped me and asked me to go to the door naked. I was shocked but had no option. So, I went to open the door. I tried to hide myself behind the door as much as possible and opened the latch.
As soon as I did that, the door flew open inwards and two more men entered the room.
I was thrown down on the floor but was not hurt. I saw Mr. Murthy laughing and shaking hands with the other two guys. Then I saw them and realized, they were his partners at the office. I was shocked and ran towards my clothes. I saw that they had disappeared. I was in tears now and tried to cover myself with my hands.
Just then, Mr. Murthy walked behind me and held my hands with a lot of force behind my back. My breasts were thrust forward in an obscene manner. I was still crying and pleading with them to let me go. Now, Mr. Murthy took a nylon rope and tied my hands. Slowly, he pulled them above my head. He threw the rope towards a pulley attached to the roof. After passing it over the pulley, pulled it tighter and tied it with a pillar in the hall. Now I was strung naked, with my hands above my head in the center of the hall.
As I was thinking about it, to my horror Mr. Murthy took out a camera from behind a curtain. He told me that he had been recording everything right from my entry. I was shocked to hear that. Then all of them started undressing. I was very afraid. They stopped with only their underwear on. I could see the bulges in their crotches already. Mr. Murthy placed the camera on a tripod and then all of them wore masks so that their faces might not be recognized.
Mr. Murthy said, "Don't worry darling, we will sell this video at a very high price, but will give your husband a free copy of it!" All of them found it very funny and laughed a lot. Then Mr. Murthy brought forward a large trolley. I was terrified to see that there were various kinds of dildos, clamps and some other instruments on the trolley.