how a lover became a slave--part 3- THE HONEYMOON ENDS

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Part-3 The honeymoon ends

That night I could barely sleep as I was overwhelmed by the events of the previous night … my ass was sore from all the caning and fucking, my tongue was dry from licking Durga’s feet and I had that horrible taste of my own cum in my mouth … plus the feeling that I was now trapped for good. I was also scared to make any mistakes and get caned again. My mouth was dry and I was dying of thirst, but one of the rules was not to eat or drink without permission. I lay on the floor contemplating these issues and waiting for Durga to wake up.

Durga finally woke close to noon, stretched herself and looked down at me. As instructed, I was on my knees and holding her slippers in my hands. “Good morning sunshine … did you sleep well?” I replied “Good morning Goddess … can I please drink some water? I am dying of thirst.” “Sure honey, just wait for 10 minutes.” Saying that, she slipped her feet into the offered slippers and walked to the bathroom; I was of course crawling behind here and into the bathroom, kissing the floor where she stepped. While she peed, I applied paste to her toothbrush and went back on my knees.

Durga stood up without flushing and I thought “Great now madam is too tired to even flush”. She said “Here’s your drink of water … drink from the toilet bowl like the dog you are.” I looked shocked “What did you think … this is what you will drink from now on … if I ever see you drink water from any other place, I will kill you … now go and drink … this should be fun to watch.” I crawled to the toilet and lowered my face into the bowl. I had problems lapping up the water, but soon got the hang of it. It tasted very bad and the smell of her pee was all around my nose … I made sure I didn’t gag and drank noisily for some time. To add to her fun, Durga placed her foot on my head and pushed my face into the water; she held me down till I was struggling for breath; released me and I went back to drinking the pee water. When I looked up, Durga was pointing at me and laughing. I felt even more humiliated and looked down at the floor.

Durga was ready for breakfast and instructed me to order from room service; she just ordered for herself and I didn’t have to guts to remind her for my food. When the food arrived, I served her on my knees and waited for her to finish. She left about half the food on her plate; she spat on the remaining food and instructed me to place the plate at her feet. When I did so, she placed her slipper on the food and instructed me to eat like a dog. When I bent over the plate, she placed her foot on my head and pushed it into the plate and the leftovers and laughed “eat my pet, you must be hungry after all that action last night.  By the way, did you enjoy your first fuck? Personally, I am not a virgin and haven’t been one for a long time, so that was nothing new. But it’s always fun to fuck someone for their first time.” “I mumbled into the food as my mouth was full. “What was that? Speak up honey, I can barely hear you.”

I quickly swallowed the food in my mouth “Goddess, it was a wonderful experience and very different from what I had expected.” “My … you are practically a slut … good for you that you like your new life. Now eat up and lets go out and see the city.” I quickly ate my food, licked the plate clean and cleared away the breakfast dishes. I helped Durga dress like her maid and then dressed in the clothes she picked for me … they were deliberately mismatched and made me look like a total fool.

We had a great tour of the city and I really enjoyed my first visit abroad. Being out in public, I was able to behave more normally, just had to be careful of my conversation with Durga was per her expectations. She was ok when we were in public, so that was a huge plus. In the evening we went shopping and she went into a fetish store … this was a first for me as there are none in Mumbai. I looked around and Durga noted what I was curious about. She bought a sissy maid dress for me and a few other dresses that I couldn’t identify, she also bought some toys that I had no idea what they were for. The sales staff in the store guessed my role in the relationship and the girls were all looking at me and smirking as I looked visibly uncomfortable in this store.

We returned to the hotel all tired out and with my arms full of shopping bags. Durga flopped on the sofa and put her feet up on the coffee table. I rushed to remove her shoes, when she stopped me “Not so fast … don’t use your hands … just your mouth and don’t you DARE bite me.” I quietly got to work and used my lips, nose, and cheek, what ever it took to ease the sandal straps off her heel; then carefully held her sandals from the heels in my mouth and removed them from her feet.  I was very new to this and inadvertently nipped her foot with my teeth. SLAP SLAP SLAP … three hard slaps across my face “Bloody scoundrel! How dare you!!!” I quickly apologized and went back to my task. Durga was smiling and laughing and making cure remarks at my skills; when the sandals were removed and I had carefully placed them on the floor, I fetched her a cold drink from the fridge and then got down to licking her feet clean. Her feet were dusty from all the walking in the day and I had to carefully lick each inch of her soles, suck her toes, clean the toe jam and then her instep, all while Durga sat comfortably on the sofa and drank her coke.

My mouth was parched as I was not permitted to drink anything all day; I begged Durga to let me have a drink. She took her time and eventually went into the bathroom where she peed and then permitted me to drink from the toilet bowl. After I had drunk all that I could, I begged her for some way to drink something during the day. She agreed to let me bottle the water in the toilet bowl with her pee into a bottle for drinking during the day going forward. I was expected to kiss her feet to thank her for her kindness, which I did. I then realised that I was fast getting used to my new life and getting into the mindset that I was her slave for life; this realisation was very disturbing as I still retained my male ego and wanted to enjoy the lifestyle that was almost within my grasp but suddenly too far out of reach.

Durga took out a dog collar from her purchases and I saw that she had her name stamped as my owner. She instructed me to wear it as a token of my complete surrender to her power and my acceptance of her as my total and complete owner. I also was instructed to consider her as my living Goddess and to only worship her each day and night. I was never a very religious person, so that presented no moral dilemma for me. I felt that she was so much in charge of my life right now that she pretty much held the power of life and death over me.

Soon it was time to party and Durga got ready for the evening. I wanted to go out with her but had no guts to ask her; I helped her dress up and tentatively asked her about her dinner plans; she was eating at the night club where she had met a few friends from college who were also visiting Singapore. About my food, she ordered something very light, told me to place the sandals she had worn all day in the plate, spat on the food (another rule, I could not eat any food unless she had “purified” it with her spit and had her foot wear in the plate). She waited till I ate, then went to the bathroom to pee so that I could drink the water.

On her way out to her evening entertainment, she walked up to me as I knelt on the floor and kicked gave me very hard on my balls … I grabbed my groin and doubled over in pain; Durga stepped over me and said “See you later, honey … miss me” and left for her party and her friends.

This was pretty much the tone for the rest of the fortnight; our honeymoon soon ended and we were on the way back to Mumbai. Durga was of course in first class while I was in economy. I didn’t mind that as I had never afforded a plane ticket before.

To be continued...

 

MY FRIENDS MOM-- SUNITA AUNTY

 Hi friends....read the story of a boy who was get back walked by his friends mom...enjoy and do comments,,read the story in his own words...

 

I went to a party at a friends' house one year,
and his mom stuck around to keep an eye on us.
(I was around 19 at the time)
We drunk and danced and talked, it was a blast.
I was checking out all the females to see who I
could get to "play" with, and there were a few
candidates, but I couldn't stop staring at my friends'
mom. She had a really nice body and a very young
face. She was about 39 or 40 yrs old, stood around
5'-10" and weighing probably somewhere around
120-130lbs. She was real nice to me cause I
was always around and I usually helped out when
I stayed over. So, during the party, everyone was
kinda drunk by now and started to thin out. His
mom asked if I was sleeping over, so I told her I
was. She then went to fix up the guest room for
me (I'm the only one she'd do that for), and I kept
on partying. While she was in the room, I noticed
her shoes were in the livingroom that she had on
earlier that day, and she has some NICE feet.
Brown tannish skin, perfect plump toes painted
light purple, very soft and smooth (I've given her
massages before), and perfectly thick (not bony-
not fat). So after I noticed she wasn't wearing
shoes, I decided to try my luck with her. So, I looked
around for my friend to see where he was, and as
usual, he was flirting with a girl so I slipped outta
sight and went into the guest room where she was.
I went inside and closed the door and asked if she
needed any help ;) . She smiled and said " not really,
I'm almost done hon." We had a mother/son
relationship since I was one of her "adopted" kids. So
I made small talk with her to break the ice, then to
myself I took a deep breath and asked her, "could
you do something for me ma?" She kept straightening
up the room and said "sure hon, what is it?" Then I
looked off, kinda shy like, and asked "could you walk
on my back?" She looked shocked at first, and I got
scared that I'd offended her, but she turned away
and went back to work. Then she asked me
"you can't get any of the other girls lighter to do it?"
I didn't say anything at first, then I said " They're
all wasted and I didn't wanna screw up my back any
more than it is." So she smiled and said "smart man".
Then she looked at me and asked "Do you need me
to crack it or just massage it?" I told her "It's just
tensed and needed massaged". She knew of my back
problems from my football days in H.S., and massaged
it before at times but with her hands. So she gave me
this suspicious look with a smile and said "I GUESS I
could do it for you, but let me know right away if I'm
hurting you!!" I gave a slight smile and said ok.
I then took off my shirt like I do when she's giving
me a normal massage with her hands, grabbed a
pillow for my head and layed on the floor by the bed.
After I got comfortable, she asked me if I was ready,
I said I was and she made a joke saying "let's see
what this old gal can do." And she gently placed one
foot on the lower part of my back and began pressing
down and massaging it. She pressed around all over
my back for a minute with one foot and asked "how
does this feel hon?" I moaned a little and said " It
feels great.." At that, she placed her foot in the middle
of my back and stepped up with the other foot. I let
out a huge sigh and she stood there on my back and
asked "Are you ok babe?" I told her "Yeah, it just feels
really good where you are." She grinned a little and
began walking on that spot where I moaned. She used
her toes and the balls of her feet to massage every muscle
in my mid back. Then she walked up towards my shoulder blades and did the same thing with her toes and balls of her feet.
IT FELT FUCKING GREAT!!! She then started humming
a soft tune and began stepping to that tune, in a dance
like rythm. Then she said "I'm gonna do a little more than
your back sweetie, ok?" I just nodded my head and
said "mmmhhhmmmm". She turned around on my blades,
and slowly walked down my back- still humming - and
walked on my butt down to my thighs. She carefully
massaged my thighs with the insteps of her feet all the
way to my calves. (this was a bonus for me) It was
wonderful!!! After she did that for a bit, she stepped
off and walked in between my legs,and stepped up on my
lower back again. "I'm gonna give you one more walk
over, then I'll use my hands." I said ok and she walked
all over my back and shoulders for a few more minutes,
then she turned side ways and gently rocked side to
side and back and forth on the blades and middle of my back.
Her soft feet was sooo comfortable on my back, and
she never lost her balance nor missed a step. When she
was done, she stepped off and straddled on top of me
massaging my back and shoulders with her hands.
When it was all done, I sat up and asked her how did
she get to be so good at walking on backs and she
told me "I used to walk on my boyfriends' back in
college after his football practices and games. It all came
back to me when I started humming, I used to hum
that same tune when I would walk on him." So at that,
we made more small talk about it and soon left the room
to rejoin what was left of the party. She walked on
my back more often after that night, and I loved it all. I
wish I knew where she moved to, my friend lives in California
now, and she moved out of her house into the burbs. I
miss those days..........:)

how a lover became a slave--part 2- THE HONEYMOON

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Part 2 – The Honeymoon

I sat on the bed to read the paper Durga had handed to me; the top line was in bold and underlined “Remember … failure to obey totally and completely will result in my telling my parents about your truth … my family will come after you and your family and make sure you all beg on the streets …so beware”.

I read the list of instructions very carefully … I couldn’t believe that the mild and sweet Durga I had just married was really a dominatrix with very specific tastes in domination; she was a totally different person under her public face and she had fooled me along with everyone else … this sweet simple girl is actually a very dangerous and power mad person and I was badly trapped with no visible escape route. I thought about my situation and decided it is best to play along for now and seek a way to escape without hurting my parents and sister.

I memorised the list the last item was “other instructions as given from time to time” I noticed that there is a text on my cell … Durga had just texted me to expect her back in 30 minutes and to be ready for her. I panicked and started preparing for her arrival … the time had flown by while thinking about my situation and looking for escape routes … in any case I thought “at least my sex life will be interesting … if she is so hot, I’ll get some pleasure from this in any case.”

At the appointed time the door opened and I was ready to greet my new bride and now my owner … fully naked, on my hands and knees by the door. As required, I kissed floor at her feet and said “Welcome my Goddess … your slave is ready to serve you.” I couldn’t help giggling at this as I found the situation very funny … I guess I hadn’t taken Durga totally seriously at this time. Durga got mad at me and kicked my head “So you think this is funny … I wonder if you’ll still be laughing by the end of this.”

I looked down at the carpet to hind my smile and saw Durga’s feet move away towards the armchair. I crawled behind, kissing the carpet where she had walked. Durga said “good to see your memory is intact” I looked up to her face and immediately realized my mistake … I was to always look at her feet … “SLAP SLAP SLAP …” three hard ones across my cheeks with her open hands … I reached up to try to stop her hands and stopped just in time … another rule almost broken … she laughed when she saw me stop my instinctive act “good boy … you remember … SLAP … SLAP … SLAP” three more hard ones “Now eyes down …” I looked down and my face turned red with embarrassment … this was not the marriage I had imagined at all; quite the opposite, this was fast becoming a nightmare!

Durga reached over to the side board and from the corner of my eye I saw her holding a cane “face the other way” she commanded … I was scared now … what did she want from this? I turned to face the other way and instinctively tightened my ass … THWACK … THWACK …THWACK … the cane started to land on my ass cheeks … I had never been beaten by anyone, far less a tich of a girl … but I was totally in her control at that time and too scared to resist her … I groaned in agony and Durga immediately got up and stuffed her used socks in my mouth … “not a fucking word out of your mouth … I can go on for hours like this, but you cant … so just shut the fuck up!” I bit on the socks and bore the pain of the caning. This went on till my ass cheeks turned red and I felt blood start to trickle.

“Now do you know what I am capable of? Never ever disobey me again, or I will repeat this punishment. Now go and wipe the blood off your ass … and stop whimpering like a little girl … you’re a MAN … a big strong MAN … so behave like one!!!” I went into the bathroom and cleaned the blood on my ass … my ass was red with welts and I could barely stand up straight. I was moaning with agony but was too scared to moan. I pulled Durga’s sock out of my mouth and came out into the room.

“Come my dear husband … how are you liking the honeymoon so far?” I kept silent and looked at the floor. “Behen chod, when I ask you a question, I expect a reply.” I stammered “it’s a lot of fun, Durga.” Wow!!! Another rule breach … she lashed out with her foot and caught me right in the balls “Arre chootiye … what did you just call me? You’re forgetting already?” I doubled over in pain, holding my balls and gasped out “Sorry Goddess … please forgive me.” “Now, that’s better … so go ahead.” “It’s a very amazing holiday Goddess … thank you for bringing me to this wonderful city.” Durga looked down at me, pointed and laughed “you look sooooo funny … holding your family jewels and looking stupid. Now get up!”

I stood up in pain in the front and back … I had never been so humiliated before and was at a loss on how to react and feel. I felt trapped and helpless and wanted to cry … “Come to bed honey, it’s time for some fun.” “Finally … the fun part!!!” I thought. “Honey, get that pink bag from the cupboard and go stand by the bed.” I did as told and Durga reached out for it. She opened it and pulled out a jar of lubricant and a strap on … I had never seen one before and out of curiosity I asked “What is that? It looks like a penis.” “You are brilliant!!! That is exactly what it is. Come and help me with this.” “But what will you use it for?”

Durga looked at me and laughed “Asshole, did you ever think I will let you fuck me? Fucking is for real men, not wimps … so you can forget any dreams of ever fucking anyone … in this marriage, I will do what I want to, so you just lay back and enjoy the ride.” I tightened the straps to Durga’s liking; she said “on your knees and suck this, you slut.” I knelt and starting licking the strap on like I had seen in porn movies “Oh the slut has done this before …” “No Goddess, I saw this in pics and a few movies” “good … now get it nice and wet … and swallow it as far as it will go” I gagged a couple of times trying to get the strap on into my mouth, but gave it a good try anyway.

“Now, lubricate your ass hole … here use this” she handed me the lubricating cream and I quietly applied it to my ass. “”Stand up and bend over … take support from the bed” I did as told. I felt her hands push my ass cheeks aside, felt the tip of the strap-on on my hole and Durga started pushing it in. “Relax your ass hole and let it in … this is the consummation of our marriage and the only position that you will ever fuck with me, so learn to enjoy it.” I had no choice, so I gave in … Durga made one massive thrust and I almost screamed in pain “Oh my poor virginal bride … does it hurt?” I nodded and kept my mouth shut … Durga thrust into me and had her way, moaning loudly with pleasure … she was really turned on by this and was having a great time.

After about 30 minutes, she had had multiple orgasms and was fully satiated and my ass was torn and bleeding … she finally pulled out and patted my ass “That was fun was it not, slut? My God … you get fucked like a real pro … who will believe that this is your first time?” She then looked at the bed and saw I had cummed … “Of fuck … you really enjoyed it … see … you made a mess on the bed” saying that, she laughed “good one, my sissy slut … this is priceless!” I looked down and couldn’t believe that I had actually cummed … the pain had distracted me to the extent that I didn’t even realize this. “Dirty slut, now be a good boy and clean up your mess …”

I moved to the bathroom to get a towel when my loving wife said “with your mouth, bitch … what did you think I meant?” I looked shocked and Durga said “it’s not so bad … now stop being a wimp and do as you are told!” I resigned to my fate and licked up the mess and of course I swallowed it … gagging at first (much to the amusement of Durga) but managing to hold it down.

“Time to sleep … the flight, the party, drinks all this sex has tired me … you know what to do …” I quietly made the bed for Durga to lie in and covered her up. I then kissed her feet, removed her slippers and lay on the floor so I would be at her feet when she woke up or needed anything at night.

Thus ended my wedding consummation and this was the trend for the rest of my life ahead.

TO BE CONTINUED....