He got all the cleanings done while I showered to get myself ready for Malav who was expected here at 8. I tied Abhay to the tail of the bed allowing him the space to atleast move to the middle of the bed as he was needed there. I dressed in my red silk Bengali Saree with the low cut sleeveless blouse on it. The blouse exposed most of my side boobs, also exposing my half belly and the belly button by fixing the pallu in such a manner. I put some slutty red lipstick on while I was ready. Abhay had his eyes gaze in ecstasy as I walked past him. Malav was already aware of everything happening so I was not bothered about him.
It was 8:10 in the clock and the bell rang I answered and welcomed him the formal hug and made him come in. “Oh my god Swati you look like a fucking bride ready to give her everything up in a minute” He was just attacking the facts.
“I know where you heading dear, just make sure it would be one memorable night” I returned with a laugh.
“I will make sure baby” saying that he grabbed my waist and started kissing my neck. I returned by giving him several bites and nail bruises. He took me straight to the bedroom and started kissing my lips passionately by grabbing my ass. He ignored my husband completely and just kissed my lips hungrily. Pulling him towards Abhay I ordered him to give Malav a nice blowjob on his nearly 9 inched shaft, while we eat the lips. He was broken and accepted his dick in his mouth while we continued kissing, pushing the pallu from my shoulders he kissed and pressed my boobs from the blouse, I just grabbed Abhay’s hairs while making him kiss my ass through the saree.
Malav pushed me to the bed while undoing my Saree and blouse leaving me naked on the bed. He mounted upon me and started kissing my full boobs as I ordered my slave to get the coffee flavored rubber on Malav’s dick by his mouth. He did as told while Malav continued to kiss my boobs and neck. We were almost there as he stretched my legs to give me the fucking I desire, he entered my vagina as Abhay began his cuckoldry journey. He stroked his hard inside me leaving me to moan in intense audibility, I was then taken on my all fours and fucked like a bitch with hair grab I was just stalling in pain and ecstasy. He was done later on and I ordered my slave to lick clean both of ours pubic regions while we kissed hard for the last time. He got dressed and left around 9:30, I ordered my humiliated hubby to get a mouth wash and my dinner ready while I rest a bit more. He was up to the task in time and we had a silent decent acted dinner.
I called for Abhay in the bedroom for a talk and he was there in less than a minute.
“How did it felt baby?” I asked holding his hands.
“It was what I deserved Mistress and I don’t want to let it happen again” he sounded pretty disappointed.
“You make sure slave it has only passed 5 months and you would have to continue all this for 2 more months you need to watch it until you start to earn bread again, I would whatever it would be needed.” I exclaimed
“I won’t let any mistake from my side Mistress I cannot see you with anyone else” he sounded quite confident now. I was so happy with his words as I coming out of my fantasy I now realize I didn’t enjoyed it either with any other man.
It was now the complete of the period and Abhay finally cracked the exam, from balls stretching to viscious whipping I did it all in the period and made Abhay finally reach the milestone that was required. I was very pleased with the typical Indian life style to start again with allowing him to enslave me on ocassions just for my personal condolences for whatever I did to him in this period. I was a normal wife now who turned mother of two some years later. D/S relationship just proved to be the turning point of both of our lives.