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The couple completed the degrading task. The boy left and Raj took the video to Roy.
Roy smiled and said, "You did even better than I thought."
"Please let us go now," Raj begged.
"The fun has only started," Roy said with a laugh, "Now that we've had dinner, let's go for a drive."
Raj and Alisha trembled in anticipation of what Roy had in mind for them.
"Let's get her dressed like a proper lady," Roy said as he checked their closet and picked a sheer saree for her.
That saree was special for Alisha, as she wore it only for her husband. It was crimson in colour with a black blouse with a deep cut neck that sharply contrasted with her fair milky skin and showed her ample cleavage.
Alisha was crushed as she was forced to wear that saree as she knew she was only going to be degraded further. Her face and hair still had stains on cum from the pizza delivery boy. Roy allowed her to wipe her face with a tissue and made her apply a bright red lipstick to make her look slutty. He made let her hair loose. Few of her hair strands were still matted with cum, that made her feel slutty as well.
Roy got into the backseat of his SUV, and made Alisha sit on his lap. He made her husband sit right next to him. His men got into the front seat and they drove off. It was night time and there were fewer vehicles n the road. Roy made Raj and watch closely as he pulled off her saree covering her breasts and began to fondle her breasts over her blouse. He hadn't allowed her to wear a bra inside the blouse, so it was just the thin fabric of her blouse between her nipples and his fingers.
He stroked both her nipples simultaneously at such a slow pace, that Alisha began to respond. She felt a tingle in her already abused pussy. At the same time, she felt the shame of enjoying another man's touch in front of her husband. She wanted to fight it but couldn't. Roy was very experienced in what he was doing, he knew exactly how he was going to break her and eventually turn her into a willing slut. He continued running the index fingers over her hardened nipples stroking them very slowly. The arousal was irresistible, Alisha threw her head back and moaned. She never realized when she moved her hands further away from her body and arched her back giving her tormentor better access to her hard nipples.
"Do you like it slut?" Roy asked.
Alisha's face was now suddenly red in shame. But she didn't want him to stop that wonderful tease with her nipples.
"Yes," she gasped, her breathing becoming heavy in arousal.
"Tell that to your husband," Roy ordered her, "Thank him for whatever happened to you. Tell him that you are happy that you are going to become a total slut."
Alisha was in tears. Roy opened two buttons of her blouse, exposing more of her cleavage, never stopping the slow sensual teasing of her nipples.
"Thank you Raj," she said tearfully, her sentence punctuated by her uncontrollable moans "I am enjoying this a lot. Thank you for making me a slut."
Raj lowered his head in shame. He was ashamed and angry, but he was helpless. Roy now had very degrading videos on him and his wife and he could ruin their lives at the push of a button.
"Good," Roy said to Raj, "Now help your slut wife and open all her blouse buttons and expose her boobs for me. She is craving for me to touch her bare skin."
Raj hesitantly obeyed. He undid the remaining three buttons of her blouse and exposed her breasts to Roy. Alisha shuddered as Roy now touched her bare nipples. He gently rolled her nipples between his fingers and made her moan loudly. Alisha didn't dare to stop him. He had absolute control over the couple, and he was going to use her in any way he wanted.
Roy observed a tea stall alongside the road and thought of an evil idea. It was an isolated tea stall with no one around, except the man selling the tea referred to as "chai wala" in India.
"Stop the car," Roy ordered his men, "I want some tea."
The men whistled and called the chai wala. He was a middle aged, average looking man, with a dark complexion and unshaved beard. His clothes were poor and dirty.
The chai wala came running towards the car to take their order. As he walked towards Roy, he was shocked to see a gorgeous saree clad woman sitting on his lap, with her blouse completely undone and Roy's fingers on her nipples. The chai wala stared with an open mouth at the beautiful woman and her sexy voluptuous breasts being used by this controlling man.
"Four cups of special ginger tea," Roy ordered the chai wala and he ran back to his stall to make his. His cock was now hard as he couldn't shake of the image of the topless Alisha's shamelessly allowing a man to touch her boobs in front of other men. 'Perhaps he is her husband' he thought, still unable to digest how a 'usually' conservative Indian woman would be capable of something like this.
"Well, he seemed interested," Roy said smirking at Alisha and Raj. Both were tearful and begged him not to humiliate them further. But Roy was going to do just that. "Here is what you both are going to do." Roy said giving them nightmarish instructions. One of the men handed over an egg vibrator and a lube to Raj, and laughing devilishly at their impending plight.
"No please no," the couple begged.
"Fine," Raj said, "Then I send out that awesome video of both of you, and you'll have the whole city treat you like a slut."
The couple was suddenly quiet. They knew it was in their best interest to comply.
The chai wala returned with four cups of tea. His face was red as he could not take his eyes of her breasts.
"Do you like her tits?" Roy asked the chai wala.
The chai wala was completely taken aback. He didn't know what to answer.
"Y..yes" he stuttered.
"Would you like to see her holes?" Roy asked, "I am sure she would be glad to show you."
The chai wala looked at him in disbelief. Alisha hesitantly nodded. As Raj and Alisha were previously instructed, they stepped out of the car. Roy remained seated in the car enjoying the scenes as he sipped his tea. Alisha bent over facing Roy and maintained an eye contact with him as she raised her petticoat all the way up to her waist exposing her sexy legs and her panties. There was a visible wet spot on her panties. Roy forced her to maintain eye contact as she exposed her rear to the chai wala. He enjoyed watching her tearful face grow red with shame.
As he was ordered, her husband slid down her panties in front of the chai wala exposing his wife most private parts to him, all in a public place at the corner of a highway. He was thankful to the huge size of Roy's SUV that shielded their lewd display from the passing vehicles.
The chai wala was simply astonished by this obscene act by the couple. But he was extremely aroused and his cock was now tenting his pants.
Roy looked once again at Alisha who was standing on the road bent over, pulling her saree upto her waist. Her boobs were hanging out from her completely unbuttoned blouse that hung from her shoulders uselessly.
"Did you like her holes?" Roy asked the chai wala.
"I can't see," he replied, "It is so dark here."
"Help the man," Roy ordered Raj.
