Goddess Swati 2 by Renato420..,

Swati is a forensic scientist who has always been in love with her husband and wanted him to achieve the highest order of milestone in his life. Here is a story of how she helps him by being a strict dominant goddess to him. , Chapter 3

It was that one fine morning when I had all of my workout and jog done followed by two direct pisses in my slave’s mouth I was all set and just needed to get my clothes on for the work. Abhay helped me to get my blouse and petticoat on and also to get me in the dark blue corporal plain Saree. I checked the clock and found out I was 45 minutes early for the work. I explored myself in the mirror while settled my saree to expose my belly button, I just knew how much men were hungry of it. I took a hand to grab my now 36 inches ame dss through my saree, which was the result of my thigh breaking squats workout since few weeks. I never wanted to leave my palace on since becoming the goddess of the femdom palace. I had something nasty in my mind in order to have some fun with my kinky slave. I called for my subby hubby he kneeled before me in a minute.

“I have a box hidden in the closet go fetch it for me slave”. He did as told and rushed to the closet for the box. I opened up the box and Abhay totallas shivered after seeing what was inside her, it had three different sized strap-ons. I held the 8 inched dildo and asked Abhay to get me in it. He helped the strap around my waist also cross my ass making the dildo hang ahead of my saree. Abhay grabbed my ass in the process and I slapped him hard and shouted.

“What needed you to touch my ass you whimp, don’t turn me on or I would enter the entire cane in your asshole, now crawl to the bedroom and get on the bed.” He was placed in the bed in a minute and I followed him.

“Give me a warm blowjob slave.” He sucked on my dick with sheer humiliation while I grabbed his hairs. Undoing his cock cage I ordered Abhay to get on his knees in the bed.

“Do you know what is in store for you baby?” Abhay bent numb there. I lubed his asshole while entered my two fingers at once in his asshole. He moaned quite roughly struggling from the pain. He was anal virgin and I was quite aware of it. Entering the third finger I was all set for the fucking. I entered the head of the dildo in his hole while he sticked his head in the bed unable to deal with the pain. I held his hairs up straight and made him come up. I started to fuck his ass with real strength now, grabbing his cock in my ass I stroked it the hardest. He cummed in a minute spoiling most of my palm. I didn’t stop and pegged his ass for more than 20 minutes while continuously stroking his dick. He came 6 times with sperm deducing on each ejaculation.
“What a shame slave you can not even control your dick it has my hands dirty, who will clean it for me now?”
He answered gathering his breathe from the pleasure and pain “I will Mistress.” Having said that he licked my hands clean while I kissed his forehead. I felt bad for my love but well I won’t stop until he gets his highest position back.
“I have tick marked the chapter you need to get done by evening, try not to fail at any question or you can go through the worst baby, now undo my dildo.” As he was doing that I smothered his face through my Saree ass on the bed, he was red with embarrassment. Locking his cage in place I gave him a passionate kiss on his lips, he returned with a shiver.
“Goodbye slave.”

Chapter 4

I was home from the work meanwhile Abhay told me how he had few guests on today and about all the chore he completed of today. I felt more like a normal wife for 30 minutes of reaching home. I wanted this feeling to end and I did as I wanted and called my slave.
“I have some sweaty itching on my cheeks and the asshole, get my ass some relief baby.” He entered his head inside my Saree whist reaching my ass. I rubbed my ass harder on his face making him leading to problem in breathing. Getting out of the Saree his face was red of the severe rub of my ass on his face. I was so proud of myself for squatting it to an iron like strength. I was in a need of an orgasm and I knew exactly where to head.

I had a red bulb instilled at my pegging place just so as to make my husband realize of the trouble he is in after going into the room. I placed Abhay in the chains while sat half inch ahead of him. He came forward stretching his balls and bruising his neck and gave me a long 20 minutes of tongue fucking. Handling him the book over I asked him to revise meanwhile I would be back. I got the dinner ready in the saree like a good Indian wife. I stripped to nothing and just heels I checked myself in the mirror. I looked more like a verified mistress with a whip in hand, the mangalsutra on my neck followed by the brown fitted breasts under it. I walked tall to the cabin with the whip in my hand. Abhay had invisible hearts designed in both eyes seeing me in that attire but I was not there to amaze him. I sat on my chair a feet away from him and started the questions.

He was accurate at the first one which was a very convincing sign. I went ahead with the second and not adding much to my amazement he was inaccurate at it. He came a foot ahed hurting his balls and neck badly. I gone further on the third question and he was fine with it. He failed at the fourth that earned him the nipple clamps rough and tight. I moved to the fourth question and he failed badly in it. I was in no mood to show any mercy and whipped hisass badly filled it with red lines. I also whipped his stretched balls and it went blue in a minute. After the session I untied him from the chains and found out his neck skin went pale from the bruising it experienced due to the pins of the collar and announced “After the dinner I have a surprise for you my inferior husband. He was scared but it was not what he supposed. I sat on the chair while he was at my feet and we had our dinner.

I opened up the bedroom door for him and allowed him to walk in the room without crawling he did as told. Both of us were naked as I didn’t weared anything since taking Abhay’s test. We sat on the bed and started our conversation. Holding his hands I said “Baby if you don’t enjoy what is happening to you we can stop it anytime when you want”
Abhay was speechless and took his time and finally spoke “What do you mean Mistress?”
“I’m not your mistress right now dear call me by my name”
“Okay Swats” he said
“I mean to say baby whatever I will instill in this relationship later can get unacceptable for you it can include you getting humiliated as I would make you wear the Indian ladies attire, pegging your ass in an even bigger dildo, i may cuckold you on your failures and without any mercy i will punish you on your mistakes, you get to decide your situation tomorrow in the meantime i want my husband back.” Without any notice i started kissing his lips hungrily. He kissed me even further while pinching me to the bed. He went further and kissed my neck. Leaving a few marks of his bites on my ass he kissed my full 36C boobs, biting my brown Indian nipples he went further. “Fuck me baby” was all I managed to moan in the excitement. He held my giant waist and prepared to bury his entire length in my pussy. He stroked me till 15 minutes while I was sent to few orgasms in between. He licked me clean after then and we cuddled each other to sleep followed by the sweet talks and love bites. I was in love with my life.