How a lover became slave- part -6- enslaving my sis

here comes the much awaited part-4 of the lover becoming slave --
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http://cruelfemales.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-lover-became-slave-part-3-honeymoon.html
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http://cruelfemales.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-lover-became-slave-part-4-munbai.html 
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On the agreed date, Durga sent the car over to pick Guddi; it was evening and Guddi was very excited at seeing where and how I lived and tasting the life of luxury for the first time. When she arrived, Shanti greeted her and led her to the sitting area where Durga was in her high chair like a queen sitting on her throne. I was not permitted to meet her, so I was in the bedroom awaiting my instructions.

Guddi greeted Durga by touching her feet; Durga placed her hand on her head and blessed her. Shanti got a drink for Guddi which was drugged; these girls didn’t believe in wasting time!!! Guddi soon was dizzy and Shanti helped her by holding her up … she quietly led her to the torture room where I had been beaten up recently and tied her in a sitting pose on the floor. She soon lost consciousness and passed out leaning on the wall. When she came to, the room was pitch dark and her throat was parched. She cried out and tried to get up but found herself tied and unable to move. She called out to me and to Durga repeatedly, shouting and screaming our names and calling for help. She was scared of the dark and right now she was in terror. She screamed for hours with no reply and eventually passed out with exhaustion.

When she came to, she was faced by Durga and Shanti standing before her with me on my hands and knees, kissing Durga’s feet. She looked lost and disoriented and asked Durga for help with getting lose. Durga said “well, on one condition that you agree to live here as my slave and maid servant.” Guddi was still confused and kept asking for help … she looked at me and asked me to release her … she wanted to go back home. Durga laughed at this and we left the room leaving her in the dark and screaming for help. She soon starting to cry and promised to do as she was told … she was thirsty and was dying for water. After leaving her in this condition for a few more hours, we returned; Guddi was more cohesive now and asked Durga why she was doing this’ Durga replied “your brother lied to me and married me under false pretexts … your entire family will pay the price … he is already at my feet, now it’s your turn … will you spend the rest of your life as my maid and my slave?” Shanti was scared and her submissive nature was in full view. She promised to do as Durga told her to, she wanted to be released and begged for some water.

Durga smiled and said “first let me be sure you will obey me … Shanti, pee in her mouth and if she refuses to drink it, then we’ll just leave her here without food or water.” Shanti looked at Guddi “ready for this?” Guddi nodded and Shanti raised her skirt and peed at Guddi’s face … Guddi strained to catch all the pee and quench her thirst and gulped down all that Shanti gave her. Shanti opened her arms first and stepped back … Guddi prostrated herself at Durga’s feet and begged to be released “Bhahi I will do as you say … always obey u … please let me go … I beg you.” She was sobbing and crying with fear and holding on to Durga’s feet. Durga kicked her away “I am not your Bhabhi … call me Goddess … today you are alive because of my kindness, else I can kill you and feed you to my dogs … you will disappear without any trace … remember that always. And call Shanti Malkin … you will do as she tells you … you work for her now.” Guddi was in fear for her life and obeyed Durga. Shanti released her and told her to crawl behind her like I was … she paraded Guddi through the house making it clear to all what her status was. The servants were snickering at her and Guddi was totally humiliated.

Shanti gave her instructions on the chores she was to do in the house and for her personally … to enslave her totally, she was told to lick Durga and Shanti’s footwear each day … this was one chore less for me, I thought selfishly! When the instructions were imparted, Shanti brought Guddi back to where we were sitting and told Durga she had instructed her and Guddi was ready to serve in any way required. Durga smiled and pointed to her feet “come and thank me for keeping you as my servant.” Guddi placed her head on her feet and thanked her for her kindness. She looked at me with disgust and I could see she blamed me for getting her into this situation. I looked away, but Durga caught the look “yes, bitch, it’s all your brother’s fault for trying to make a fool of me with his stories and lies … now you all will pay for that and live at my command.”

At night after dinner, we all went into Durga’s room for the night entertainment. Durga said to Guddi “Kutiya, do you want revenge from this slime?” she readily agreed and asked what she had to do. The look on Guddi’s face was very disturbing and was very afraid of what was to follow. Durga said “kick his balls, punch his face, scratch his face … do what you like for bringing you to this state in life … go have fun!” Guddi fell on me will all the pent up hatred and frustration … she kicked my balls hard and I doubled up in pain … she kicked my face, slapped me pulled my hair, kneed my face … my nose was bleeding and I was trying to protect myself from her fury but there was too much frustration built up for me to stop … eventually she got tired and slowed down … Durga and Shanti were laughing at this action. When she stopped, Guddi looked at Durga who clapped and cheered her “good for you … now you have your frustration out, come over to me.”

Guddi went over to Durga and Shanti grabbed her hair and pulled her to the floor onto her fours “chal kutiya ban ke baithi reh … ab humari baari hai.” I assisted her and Durga with their strap-ons feeling relieved that tonight I may be spared (I was quickly turning self centered).  Durga had the first go, using her pussy and ass by turn … Guddi hadn’t had sex since her divorce and was not prepared for the size of the strap-ons that both were using … she was first moaning then screaming in pain and Durga and Shanti were having a great time … my task was to lick the feet of who ever was using Guddi. Soon both had had their way with my little sister … now they decided to do double penetration, with Shanti on the floor her strap on in Guddi’s ass, Guddi and then Durga on top with her strap on in Guddi’s pussy … Guddi was in agony but these two were having the time of their life … I was licking both their feet by turn. Soon they tired of this and Guddi had almost passed out with pain and was limp. They then looked at me “revive this bitch … lick her pussy till she wakes up” Durga kicked me and I got to work.

I had never had any sexual thought about Guddi so this was very hard for me to do … I just looked at Durga and saw her expression and knew there was no mercy for me … I started my task by spreading her thighs and started to lick her pussy as told. Soon Guddi revived and because I was being gentle, she got turned on without realising who was licking her. She was moaning with pleasure but realised that both her rapists were looking at the action and laughing. She saw I was licking her intimately and she immediately screamed with surprise and tried to push me away. Shanti took up her cane and started beating Guddi on her shoulders and back “chup kutia … awaaz nahin …” Guddi kept quiet but was already excited … she lay back and started to enjoy herself. When she was sufficiently aroused, I was told to stop and make way for Durga and Shanti … they wanted to dominate her in other ways this time.

They started out by laying her on the floor and inserting a small vibrator into her pussy, which got her high again and she started moaning and thrusting her hips with pleasure; just as the pleasure was increasing, Shanti clamped her erect nipples with clothes pegs … the pain was mixed with the pleasure and Guddi shouted with the sudden pain “no no nahin please … dard ho raha hai … isko hata deejiye” Shanti just laughed and placed more clothes pegs on her pussy lips … that really hurt and she stopped thrusting. But soon the pain and pleasure began to mix and she was moaning with the pleasure of the vibrator and resumed her thrusting despite the pain … she soon climaxed and moaned loudly with pleasure. When she started climaxing, Shanti grabbed her hair and pulled her to Durga’s feet and pulled her to her knees, face on her feet; this left her ass up. She was told to start licking Durga’s feet and Shanti started spanking her ass cheeks hard SMACK … SMACK … SMACK … the pain and pleasure was mixing for Guddi.

I realised Durga was deliberately doing this to make Guddi her pain and sex slut and the plan was working as Guddi continued to moan with pleasure, licking and sucking Durga’s feet and even thrusting in rhythm to Shanti’s spanks. This went on for some time till Guddi had multiple climaxes and almost passed out with the sheer pleasure. This game stopped and Durga asked Guddi how she felt “Goddess, you are really amazing … this is the most fun I have ever had … my husband was impotent and couldn’t give me any pleasure; he also abused me and beat me daily. In fact this was the reason that I left him and broke up the marriage. You have given me such an amazing experience that I will willingly stay as your slave and obey you totally.” She then bowed and placed her forehead on Durga’s feet in total surrender. She was sent to Shanti’s room to serve as her maid while I went with Durga as usual.

How a lover became slave- part 5-Durga and parents

here comes the much awaited part-5 of the lover becoming slave --
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http://cruelfemales.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-lover-became-slave-part-4-munbai.html 
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Durga suddenly expressed a desire to meet my parents in their house (“Mere in-laws hain bhai, we should meet and get to know each other”). I was a taken aback at this, but didn’t have the guts to ask the reason for this, but I was sure this was one of her games for her own amusement. Anyway, she told Shanti to make the arrangements. My parents were of course taken aback by the fact that I had married without their knowledge, as I had told them I was going on a vacation with some friends. Because I didn’t speak with them, they pestered Shanti with questions, which she politely deflected saying that we would answer all questions when we met them. We duly drove off in her swanky Mercedes 500 to the shabby neighbourhood that I used to call home.

The entire neighbourhood was abuzz with the news of my marriage and that too in such a rich family; seeing the car, the neighbours went berserk and came out to ogle at the car, my wife and at me. We entered with Shanti and Durga was at her most charming; she was dressed in jewellery that was worth more than the value of the house; the shabbiness of the place was in sharp contrast to Durga’s lifestyle but she made herself at home there. I was permitted to behave normally for now, so no one suspected the truth. Durga carried gifts for my parents and my sister and they were easily the most expensive possessions they ever had. The jewellery and the clothes were fabulous and Durga was very gracious in the house.

Durga presented my parents with a very special gift, a framed picture of the Hindu Goddess Kali … I noticed that the face of the image was her own and I realised that my parents would henceforth be worshiping their daughter in law under this pretext. She also presented them with a pair of wooden clogs that are traditionally worn by sadhus; I realised that she had been wearing them at home for the past week, so effectively my family would place her foot wear in their temple and worship them each day. I kept mum on this and decided to let matters take their own turn. No one noticed as they were too overawed by the gifts and my Mom duly placed both items in the prayer corner in the house and bowed to them, much to Durga’s delight. Durga also expressed an interest in being able to see them at all times (claiming we missed them) and installed a few webcams in the house. She was now able to keep an eye on the happenings in the house … this was ingenious!!!

All this time, my sister Guddi was hanging on to Durga, totally smitten by her wealth and charm, to the extent of sucking up to her totally. Durga was in her element and was exchanging looks with Shanti, both noticing the submissive nature exhibited by my parents and Guddi. I could see plans being hatched in their minds and I already felt sorry for my family and the trap that I was leading them into.

After dinner, we decided to leave though my parents were insisting that we stay and even offered to have us move into the house … like that was going to happen!!! We took their leave and Guddi very dutifully touched Durga’s feet which delighted her. She didn’t bow to my parents, instead just hugged them and invited them to her house to visit and even stay if they so wanted. When we got into the car, Durga and Shanti laughed and mocked my family, calling them losers and idiots … she said “Well they’ll be worshiping the right goddess now, so that’s good for them. Shanti, keep an eye on them to see they worship me properly … else I’ll have to re-teach them religion.” She turned to me and said “you know chutiye … your sister will make a nice maid in my house … what do you think?”  Shanti immediately said “Wonderful idea Didi … she is fully trained in house work and I can teach her the rest … in any case she will be living a better life that in that house.” I begged them both to please leave my sister alone and not enslave her as I knew that is what she would become in this house. Durga looked down at me (I was on the floor of the car) “I didn’t ask your opinion … now you will help me in this … understood?” I kept on pleading with them both to not do this to Guddi.

When we reached home, Durga told Shanti “Take this harami and teach him to obey me.” Shanti grabbed my collar and led me to a room I had never seen before. Though I was much stronger than her, I didn’t have the guts to struggle or try to get free. Instead I meekly let her lead me in. she locked the door and turned the lights on … I nearly fainted with fear when I saw the room … it was outfitted like an ancient torture chamber with whips and canes on the walls, rings in the ceiling to tie people to, and some very strange looking furniture that I had no idea what it was for and didn’t want to find out. I fell to Shanti’s feet and begged for mercy, but she was in no mood to grant me that. She tried to tie me to a set of rings in the ceiling, but I resisted and kept holding her feet and begging for mercy. She got irritated and grabbed my hair in one hand and slapped me repeatedly; she reached out to the nearest cane and started beating me on the back and head with it … WHACK … WHACK … WHACK … I eventually loosened my grip on her feet and tried to protect my back … I was also feeling faint and dizzy with the repeated blows to my head.  Shanti used this to grab my hands and tied them to a rope, which she then passed through the ceiling hooks. Now I was her prisoner and totally helpless. I realized the room was soundproof and the servants in any case were loyal to Durga and would not intervene.

Shanti then took a whip and started whipping me all over … back, chest, legs, arms, even face … I was screaming in pain and begging but she was merciless. She kept going till I passed out with pain and went limp. She waiting till revived and started again … there was blood on my body and I was incoherent with the pain. Eventually she lowered me to the floor and said “think about what you did today and how you want to live … I can keep you here and really have fun with you as nothing will give me more pleasure that beating you up each day.’ I asked “what do you want from me?” “Total and complete obedience with no questions asked … you are Durga’s property now and she has the power of life and death over you. If you dare question any decision of hers this is what will happen to you. Think about it and let me know when I return.”

I lay on the floor in pain and cried at my foolish attempt at getting rich in this way … I was now totally trapped and there was no way out … these people could kill me and get a fake certificate from a doctor. I decided that we are all born to a destiny and bound by it … it’s mine to be a slave to Durga and if Guddi has a similar fate, so be it … plus I had no will to bear any more beating. When Shanti came into the room the next day and looked down at me, I begged her to release me and that I would do what ever Durga wanted, now and in the future. She pulled on the ropes to pull me in a standing pose and said “let Didi decide … if I had my way, you would rot in this room for the rest of your life.” Durga came in and laughed at my situation “you look good CD, Shanti did a great job as usual.” I begged for mercy and swore to obey her totally and without question for the rest of my life and to be a good and obedient slave for her. Durga smiled and said “ok, let’s see how sincere you really are.”

At Durga’s gesture, Shanti let me down and untied my ropes; I fell at Durga’s feet and swore complete loyalty to her, explaining that I had new realised that it is my fate to serve her and be her slave and that I had accepted my fate. Durga wanted me to invite Guddi over to stay for some days and assist Durga and Shanti in enslaving her. Without any hesitation I swore to do as told.  Durga said “I may want to enslave your parents too … are you ready for that?” I said “Yes I will do what ever you want me to, I am surrendering myself to your power. As of this day, I have no will of my own … I am totally your slave.”

At Durga’s instructions, I called home and spoke to my parents … I told them that I want to see them at their prayers at certain times so that we can see them worship and join them from our house (another lie, as Durga wanted to see my parents worship her pic). They of course agreed and then I invited Guddi to stay with us, claiming Durga was very fond of her and wanted to get to know her better. They agreed and we decided on the date and time to pick her up.

The trap was laid and Guddi was all set to be the next toy in the house for Durga and Shanti.

 To be continued

How a lover became slave- part 4-mumbai and the new godess

here comes the much awaited part-4 of the lover becoming slave --
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We arrived back in Mumbai and there was a huge Mercedes to receive us, driven by a chauffer and accompanied by a woman named Shanti … she greeted Durga by respectfully touching her feet and addressing her as “Didi”. For me, she had a cool reserved “Hello” and ignored me after that. On the way home Durga explained that Shanti was from a very abusive marriage and had suffered tremendously. She was rescued from her husband by the efforts of Durga and she was totally loyal to her to the point of being blind to her faults. Durga in turn trusted her totally and treated her like a sister; Shanti treated Durga like an elder sister in spite of the age difference between them. I missed the significance of this till later as I was enjoying the luxury of the car and was still basking in the holiday abroad.

It turned out that Durga’s family owned a huge estate outside the city that we were now moving into and would be our new home. The estate was loaded, swimming pool, tennis court, extensive manicured lawns, fully staffed … the entire works … I was excited at this taste of luxury that was beyond my wildest dreams. The house was staffed with servants and maids who were all very discreet and respectful to Durga, but not so much to me … I guessed it was because of my lower financial status, but I was past caring. I fantasised about living The Lifestyle and compared it with my life before marriage. In spite of the situation I was in, the life before me made up for all the pain and humiliation that I had endured on the honeymoon. I was starting to feel grateful to Durga for this lifestyle and started to feel this life was worth it.

Another reality check occurred when we were settled into our room; I had carried out the required chores per Durga’s list … I was kneeling on the floor pressing her feet when Shanti walked in … I looked embarrassed and stood up to go sit in the other chair; Shanti just looked at me and laughed “CD, lage raho … don’t stop for me” Durga was really angry at my action. Shanti came and sat on the floor by Durga’s feet and asked a few things about the house. After answering the questions, Durga looked at me “you’ll never learn will you? You and your stupid male ego … I will set a few rules now … when I am in the house, I am in charge, followed by Shanti … you are to obey her at all times as if they are my instructions. When I am not in the house, Shanti is in charge … she is my most trusted person … you are an opportunist who has lied to me from the start … I married you for my convenience and not because you are worthy of being my life partner. Always remember that. Now get back to your task … never ever stop serving me no matter what happens … DO YOUUNDERSTAND???” I nodded and mumbled an apology and went back to the floor and pressing her feet. Shanti looked on very amused and I got a bad feeling about her.

The next day Durga had plans to meet her college girl friends and had no intentions of taking me along. After she left, Shanti called me into the sitting room … when I walked in, she was sitting on a sofa with her feet up on a table. There were other servants in the room whom she was giving instructions for house work. She gestured me to the floor by her feet and I saw the other servants snigger at that … I glared at them, swallowed my pride and sat where indicated. Shanti dismissed the servants and looked at me “so mister, you think you are the son in law of a rich family and the boss of this house?” I stammered “Shanti I didn’t know your position in this family and how close you are to Durga …” SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP “behen chod … randi ki aulaad … naam se bulata hai! Teri maa ki choot … itni himmat aa gayi tujh me …” 4 more tight slaps … I stammered “but I didn’t know what you want … please don’t hit me” I looked scared and folded my hands to apologize. Shanti reached to her side and pulled out a cane … I started begging and pleading for mercy “no please Shanti ji … please mat maro … bahut dard hota hai …” she just smiled and stood up “chal kutta ban … tujhe to aaj sabak sikha hi doon”.

I realized it was futile to plead and went on my fours and braced for the caning. I felt a strong kick to my ass that really hurt “Harami … pant kaun neeche karega … main?” I quickly undid my jeans and lowered them to the floor, exposing my ass to Shanti. WHACK … WHACK … WHACK … Shanti started caning my ass and made no attempt to quieten my cries of pain … I was in tears with the pain and humiliation and groaning loudly in pain with each stroke. Eventually my skin broke and blood oozed out … this caused her to stop and she sat back down in her position “remember always to call Didi as Goddess … when Didi is home, call me Ma’am and when Didi is not home, I am Malkin for you … remember the same rules apply as Didi gave you for our interaction” I nodded silently and placed my forehead on her feet “Malkin, please forgive me … I will always obey you. Please tell me what you want me to do.” “I am going to inspect what the servants have done so far … you crawl behind me like the dog you are and kiss the floor where I walk … if you miss, just remember that I am not as soft hearted as Didi is and I will not take any pity on you.” So for the next hour, I crawled all over the house kissing the floor behind Shanti and was seen by all the servants … they all sniggered and passed comments on the position of the new groom and the so called master of the house. After being thoroughly humiliated and my position in the house firmly established, we returned.

Shanti walked back to her room and sat to relax and watch TV. I was thirsty again and asked her if I could have some water. She looked at me and said “wait, I don’t feel like peeing just yet … yes, for the rest of the day you will drink my pee … get used to this now.” I pressed her feet while she watched her shows and waited for about an hour before Shanti went to the bathroom to pee. She called me in and told me to drink from the bowl … when I lowered my face in she stepped on my head and pushed my face into the water, just like Durga had done. I finally got to drink and in the process noticed her pee smelt and tasted different from Durga’s … the things I was starting to learn! I crawled back and noticed it was past lunch time … Shanti was served food in her room and I served her like I did with Durga; she left food on her plate for me to eat, spat on it and crushed it with her sandal. She told me to lick the sandal clean, then it again into my food … I ate my entire meal from the sole of her sandal, and then licked the plate clean. When I was done, she kicked me hard in my balls and laughed as I rolled about in agony.

Shanti made an inspection round of the house to ensure things were in shape for Durga to return and I crawled behind her still kissing the floor. After the inspection, she decided to nap … my task was to press her feet till she slept and then start licking her sandals clean … they had never been cleaned before and were dusty … I finished as many as I could before she woke up and inspected my work … of course it was not to her expectations and I got kicked in the balls again for my effort … the pain was becoming bearable and I was quickly getting used to this abuse.

Durga returned and Shanti and I greeted her, Shanti by touching her feet again and I by kissing her feet … now I crawled behind Durga kissing the floor and followed them to Durga’s room … she was tired and describing the day to Shanti … she flopped on the sofa and put her feet up … I quickly got to my duties of removing her shoes and licking her feet clean and sucking her toes. Shanti updated her about my performance that day and of the punishments inflicted on me … Durga wanted to see the new welts and I duly stripped to show her … she touched them and dug her nails deep in … I screamed with pain and both laughed. Shanti said “Didi want to hear a louder scream?” I begged them both for mercy but Shanti called for salt cellars from the kitchen and rubbed salt into a welt … I screamed louder with the pain and kept begging for mercy.

At dinner time, Durga ate first with me under the table worshipping her feet, Shanti and the other servants serving her … I ate her leftovers and joined her in the room. Shanti was there too and joined us in the night entertainment … I then realised that Durga was a Bi and Shanti was a lesb … they both made out first, then turned to me … both used my ass taking turns, with the other strap on in my mouth sucking it. I felt like a cheap whore and was totally humiliated by this. Still, my body deceived me and I found that I had cum “Didi, this slut likes it … see the mess he has created.” “I know, this harami pretends to not like this but he really has fun.” I licked my cum clean and then licked their feet as they made love on the bed. Eventually they both slept and I managed to get some rest as well.

To be continued...