Chapter 7

Slaves are supposed to stir up earlier then the schoolmistress but i was n't the Sami i was up before than my married man every morning to feature a handicap on his misuse body and the necessary reinforcements from me on his current res publica. He was on the cold floor the unhurt night after the Ball busting and pegging from the last night. I found his asshole kind of stretched in mms with the pegging lowest night but I have two bigger sizes as well and I was not planning to hock or sell any of them so mercy was not an alternative. His mammilla were heading to get vain forever due to the clamps which was a skilful polarity of his slavery.

After waking Tushar up I led him to the toilet to get his distilled beer from my kitty-cat. He sipped all of it willingly and I left for my workout. I worked out tirelessly these days to spring up my thighs and shank bounteous than my hard worker. He offered me a scavenge up of my sweat and took my urine and fart as well.

Later that evening we had an invitation of a matrimony function, both of us were invited so I asked Tushar to get ready in a total gentleman 's turnout leaving his thrall image behind. I asked for his help as I was preparing to don a black-market banarsi sari, he did my bra and blouse followed by pallu while i pinched his teat in the appendage. He was dressed to the gentleman he was in literal and we headed to the wedding like a real power couple.

Chapter 8

After reaching the plaza we were greeted by several congener and acquaintance, talked work, marriage, etc and then we had the shadi meal before us. During the repast
'' I need to pee Tushar ''
He was all stunned `` Here ? ``
'' No idiot not among the populace but I sure wo n't use the dirty lav when I have you my slave ''
Tushar led me to one toilet and after taking the panties down he straddled his head inside my saree and I released all the fertile aroma in him, it was so relieving. Doing my scanty and saree again we entered the hall, had the dinner and left for home. I drove meanwhile he again led me to few orgams in the way.
'' We are not done yet slave you would be fucked toilsome today following your action at law tonight ''
He was shivering already.
We reached home and i did n't even bothered to transfer the saree and called directly for my naked husband in the garage. Once he was there i tied him to the range and applied the clamps.
'' If i ask you for an micturition you are no fucking nonce to ask where, you will focus on finding a solution directly, Do you understand ? ``
He answered in a pig 's articulation `` yes Mistress ''
'' You will receive 15 on each cheek in two school term twice followed by a chilli powder rub after each ''
I whipped his ass brutally that made him scream out of bother followed by the chilli rub which made him cry out of botheration instantly, following this twice in ecological succession he almost fainted out of the pain.
I left him there for few minute and returned with few drinks and snacks to energise my hubby up.
I asked Tushar to meet me on a higher floor as we had to talk about something.
I started with a easy voice `` Do you know why you have to endure all this Tushar ? ``
'' Yes mistress because of the want of ascendence I have over my stress which has me in inferior state. ``
'' Good, do you know by whom are you controlled now ? ``
'' You mistress. '' He answered.
'' Yes ofc infant now I want you to start a job soon which is quite easy to find based on your making. '' I ordered.
'' But ? ``
I gave him a hard slap across his cheek `` Do n't you get that whoreson ? ``
He agreed in seconds `` Okay Mistress ''
I had my married man over my lap in a moment and rubbed some balm on his ass. We cuddled while I rubbed my pussy over his John Milton Cage Jr. to cause him worry and we fell asleep.

Next day we started normally, pissed twice in him and he licked my sweats clean. I was informed after breakfast that we were expecting Edgar Guest at ours for the lunch. I was not planning to appear with Tushar so I had some other ideas for him.
Tushar helped me to get in the E. B. White Kurti and orange cheetah leging whilst I enjoyed pinching his already thrice swollen nipples.

I greeted them in my attire and hound and we had some formal talks on the lounge. After a while I invited them to the dining table and made them to sit on the chairman facing mine.
We had a 3.5 infantry bombastic table in which I made Tushar to cover and sit at my feet to entertain me through these boring guest. We talked while he caressed my feet and thighs through the leggings whilst I pinched the heel on his globe.

Later the guests left and I made him get out his piazza and get bent-grass over the bed. I returned with the 12.5 inch strap on fixed over my leggings and topless viewing off my bulgy belly. I entered the heel at kickoff in him leading him to a fuss, later on i rubbed the lube and pegged him hardest after bending over him, grabbing his hairs to the surd I fucked his ass without any stopping entering the whole of it in, he did n't experienced much problem this time and we were off to sleep.

In a myopic prison term Tushar got employed but under my restraint he led his life away from inferiority only staying subscript before me. Our recitation lasted a bit long until we started a family. I was so glad that I got my man back .