Madhuri noted his reaction down mentally and smiled in her head. She kept a still glance at her sub and walked by the couch. She walked earnestly, but when she was close, she didn’t sit but just turned around to watch Shekhar from the distance. The skinny and scared little pup of Madhuri was full of a speculative head until his mistress gestured for his to come close. He complied.
When Shekhar was the nearest, the horrors inside him only exceeded, as the sight of the dildo had integrated 3-fold, and now appeared as a tool of capital punishment. He was right for some part or maybe entirely because a sadist as Madhuri could be easily said to have no limits. Madhuri just stared down at him and said, “Do you see what I want you to see, son?”
“I see the dildo, Aunty, if that’s what you want me to see.”
Madhuri laughed mockingly and replied, “that’s precisely what I want you to see baby boy. I’m glad you’ve been learning the right things from Aunty.” Saying that Madhuri kissed him briefly. She gave Shekhar a quick peck on his lips and the quick and sharp breathing of his was felt by her.
“I see you seem scared son. Why so?” She said in a low tone and by looking into his eyes.
“The length of that scares me, Aunty.” Shekhar said by pointing at the dildo.
“Aww, and I thought it’d be fun to celebrate this night as a You, me, and my cock night.” That adjective was creative and terrifying for poor Shekhar.
“I’m your toy, Aunty. You can play with me the way you want.” He said very sweetly.
Madhuri smiled, “That you are, my boy. Come, let’s get this night going. First of all, Aunty will want you worship her butt. Because I very well know from your days as a kid that you just can’t hold it against Aunty’s butt, can you?” Madhuri laughed.
Shekhar smiled in shyness as well, “Yes, Aunty. You have an incredible butt.”
“Then worship it son.” Madhuri turned around.
Madhuri turned around; she lay on the sofa confidently and bent over to have her butt stuck out. How her 40-inch-butt spread through her printed pants was a sight to savor. All nervous — Shekhar knew this piece of meat was his to enjoy. He came forward a step or two to take position at Madhuri’s rear. He first felt the warmth of her printed-pants on his cheeks, and showed love for Madhuri’s butt. Shekhar was then allowed to pull down her printed pants to open up her divine butt.
He planted his first kiss on her naked butt. Madhuri melted at the feeling of his young lips running over her butt. Shekhar planted a few kisses more, and Madhuri, bending forward, held him by his hair to get him to put in more effort; Shekhar complied. He almost smooched with her gigantic butt, and it wasn’t long before Madhuri ordered him to rim her anus. He complied again. He showed all the affection that he had for her anus, and inserted his tongue in it. Madhuri, with her eyes closed, gasped and enjoyed the rimming Shekhar gave her.
“That’s it son.” She let of his hair and looked into his eyes with a smile. “Now that you have tended to my anus, it’s time for me to return the favour to your anus, son. Come bend over here.” She pointed to the seat of the sofa. Shekhar placed himself diligently.
Madhuri measured his body from behind and came close to his neck. She kissed it passionately, causing Shekhar to moan, and with that, she allowed her hands to scale up and down his butt to spank and squeeze it, and spoke sensually, “I think Aunty is going to have a lot of fun with you today, bitch.” The moment she said it — she pushed Shekhar from the back of his head to have him bend from his waist. Madhuri, when she could’ve just slid the thong at the side, yanked and ripped it apart with force. She then slapped on his butt twice, and said, “Mmm… you deserve to fried and eaten, bitch. I don’t know why I’m leaving you unfried and doing you this favour.” She again slapped his butt heavily. Shekhar had to moan now to showcase his pain.
Madhuri took the butt plug out; she did it slowly and steadily as to not hurt any of her sub’s delicate parts. Shekhar moaned heavily again. Madhuri spat on his anus first and then on the dildo. And rubbed on it to have it ready.
Madhuri, then, pointed the strap-on at his anus, and entered in Shekhar for the first time that night. He gasped. Madhuri sent in a few thrusts to start with. Shekhar moaned rather sluttily. Madhuri liked it. She now sent a few thrusts in succession to have her wide waist hit his small ass and make sound. No sooner was Madhuri gratified by it, she climbed on the sofa and got right beside her sub, leaving no space in that close space.
The seat was perfectly full, as Madhuri rammed into him. Her cock shoved into Shekhar’s anus with brute force. The strength Madhuri generated through her waist to fuck him had the entire sofa experience tremors. One could’ve easily predicted for the furniture to break from that end. Such was the brute force of Madhuri’s pegging on Shekhar. It was wild, primal, and very very animalistic. Shekhar was groaning in ecstasy. He was panting into bargain for a release. Shekhar was gasping to let his pain known. However, no-one but him would have been the fairer judge of how he was feeling in that moment.
On Madhuri’s part, she acted as she’d claimed. She really treated Shekhar as her bitch. With her both hands tightly clasping his hips and in between the back and forth movement of her dildo in his anus, Madhuri leaned forward to bite Shekhar on his side neck. The poor slave of hers screamed loudly in pain of her sharp teeth darting over his delicate skin. Madhuri loved it and did it more and with that, thrust her hips more forward to give his man-pussy some slow and deep thrusts.
“Now tell me son, whose bitch are you?” She halted.
“Yours.. Aunty.”
“Good boy!” Madhuri sent a few potent thrusts more.
“Do you want this to end, son?” She halted again.
“Ye… yes, Aunty.”
“As you wish, my son.” The moment these words left her mouth, Madhuri sent in some more brief thrusts in his anus; these were supposed to hit straight at his prostrate. A few more and Shekhar’s resilience gave away, as his cock milked seven all over. Shekhar moaned at the top of his voice, and the primal Madhuri smiled in pride. She leaned down to kiss Shekhar’s teeny butt, and then his cheeks, and whispered, “Aunty is off to sleep son. Please clean your mess.” She bit on his ear naughtily, and started to depart.
All proud, Madhuri undid the harness from her waist. She walked by swaying her hot and heavy butt, and dispersed the scene after a few minutes. All tired, Shekhar did his bidding, and cleaned his seven by his tongue. He knew this was the lease he is required to do. He did it, washed his mouth, and hit the room as well.
To Shekhar’s surprise, Madhuri had already been home with dinner. He didn’t notice it when she was coming in. As it had happened the previous night, Madhuri had Shekhar sit in her lap while she fed him dearly. Shekhar asked Madhuri about her first day, and she told him about everything in the day. In addition, Madhuri filled Shekhar in with the extra visit that she had made with Payal. Shekhar smiled and let her know how proud he was of him. They dozed off shortly after, given Madhuri was rather tired. She cuddled him and slept.