The Chronicles Of Madhuri by Briano82,Briano82

“Bitches make sounds as these only son.” She looked in his eyes to make sure he took in all. “Now my son, tell Aunty, what are you?” She asked him cruelly.

“I’m your bitch Aunty.”

“I don’t see conviction in those eyes.”

“I’m your petty bitch Aunty.” This time Shekhar was louder and clearer.

“I like this and comprehend it” Madhuri said it and tilted her head to aim at his side neck. Like a predator, she extended her tongue to lick on all his side neck and took out her teeth to bite there. Shekhar fussed very heavily as she continued to speak, “Now let yourself know too son.” Madhuri held his jaw to make him face himself, and interrogated, “Tell yourself. What are you?” She again started eating his side neck like a vampire, and this time, the teeth was darted deeper and was making marks.

Shekhar groaned with the face of pain and looked at himself and spoke, “I’m Aunty’s bitch.”

“A little more seriousness please.. mmmm” She bit off in all areas from his ear to his side neck, making it all red and branded.

“I’m Aunty’s bitch!” Shekhar moaned with the discomfort on his face and told himself.

“Louder! mmmmm….”

With all discomfort, Shekhar yelled in pain and spoke with a tear in his eye, “I AM AUNTY’S BITCH!!” The ceilings of the room resonated with his accent.

“Now I shall punish you bitch. Are you ready?” Before Shekhar could answer Madhuri laughed and added, “Oh! Why would I take a bitch’s words. You must be ready.”

Madhuri stepped back and clutched on the spanking paddle. She said, “Keep looking at yourself son. I expect you to be discreet and not talk in between. This is what you get in return….”

SMACK!!!!

The paddle was sharp indeed as it left a horrendously bloody red mark on his butt. Shekhar scoffed with the face of pain and his eyes remained cemented at himself in the mirror.

“I don’t know how many times I would have to remind you of diligence son.” Saying that Madhuri took her hand on the mark, and scratched there mercilessly to make the pain integrate. Shekhar moaned and almost jumped up in pain as he looked at himself with a look of shame, and Madhuri continued, “Oh, my bitch is so close to crying. It has just been one son, if you can’t handle this then how would you handle…”

She stepped back again and….

SMACK!!!!

Shekhar groaned after drowning in the sea of pain. The latest blow was tighter than the last, one which left a rather visible reddish impression on his cute butt. And as far as Madhuri, the sadist in her absolutely adored it.

“Aunty… plea.. please forgive me.” He managed between heavy breathing.

“I won’t son, you must understand how bad life can be if you fail to comply. The brat in you gets absentminded in that regard. You must understand the world can not only be bad, but also…”

SMACK!!!!!!

“Worse.” She grit her teeth. Poor Shekhar panted very hard.

He was shaking due to pain of the spanking and fear for Madhuri. She couldn’t not notice it. Madhuri went close to his ears again. She struck one glance on Shekhar through the mirror again and asked, “Does it pain, son?” This was her favorite cruel question.

“Yes Aunty it does.” Shekhar said with a gasping voice.

“I see.” Madhuri said it in a whispering voice. She took her hand on his reddening butt and ran her hand all over that soft skin, which was very close to blistering. Shekhar must have felt nice until Madhuri popped her claws out again to scratch a little this time on the whipped section. Shekhar’s body stiffened, as were his expressions.

“And now son?” Madhuri’s whisper were from closest to his ears again.

“Now it pains more Aunty.” Shekhar meant it.

“That’s how I want it to no, my pet.” Madhuri again gave a bite on his ears to integrate the hold by her nails. Madhuri this time scratched the entire whipped area. Shekhar screamed shrilly to express the hurt. Madhuri adored it.

“Please Aunty… mercy… mercy..” He begged with breaking voice.

“How can I son?” Saying that she scratched deeper and added, “when you only said….”

“Ow.. forgive my poor memory son. But remind me, who gets punished?”

“Bitches.”

“And who is a bitch here?”

“I am!”

“Whose?”

“Aunty’s..”

“The entire sentence pet..”

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“Now tell that to yourself.”

He looked at himself in the mirror being all embarrassed.

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

Madhuri pinched on his red butt by her nails, and darting her nails deeper said, “Say as you mean it. Pet”

Shekhar screamed in pain and said loudly, “I AM AUNTY’S BITCH!!!” Shekhar felt every single word. He himself knew this was real.

“This is better. Now keep telling that to yourself son. And on every fifth repetition, you’ll be spanked. If you lose the order, it’ll restart. Now make me happy. Come on.” She spanked on his butt to get her cattle going.

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

On the fifth Shekhar slowed knowing what was coming but still completed, “I….am Aunty’s bitch.”

SMACK!!!!!!

This blow, more or less, was like a gunshot.

Shekhar cried shedding tears. The pain was bearable but not the humiliation. Madhuri could have empathized and pulled the plug on it then, but she also knew the aftermath would cool the burns for a long long time.

Shekhar, sniffling, started again, “I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“I am Aunty’s bitch.”

“I am Aunty’s bi…itch.” He tightened his body with his eyes closed and….

SMACK!!!!!!

Madhuri laid it all tightly too. Shekhar lied on the floor and kept crying. A bystander could say the ghastly degree of the impact on Shekhar’s beet red butt. Madhuri watched his state with pleasure. She liked his suffering, also how the neutral order of their S&M was restored. Madhuri, with her powerful aura, walked toward Shekhar. Her weeping slave watched his mistress walking through the mirror.

Madhuri held his hair tightly to have Shekhar look at her. The image the mirror gave was even more powerful. His tears had covered his entire face by now. Madhuri kept the hold in his hair hard and the paddle in her other hand rubbed on his cheeks as she spoke, “It’s still not whole son. I’m tempted to make you suffer more. But the entirety perhaps can wait since this is the most you can bear son, can’t you?”

“You are right Aunty, I can’t.” He said while still sobbing.

Madhuri laughed like a demoness and replied, “Isn’t it obvious son? This day is the testament of how your punishments can go from bad to worse in the matter of seconds. Do you understand this slave?” She said bluntly.

“Yes, Aunty…. I understand this.” His weeping eyes were too cute for Madhuri to make him to make him suffer more. She still used her dominance to subdue him. Madhuri slipped her thumb in his mouth to suppress his crying sound a little, and kept the eye contact still. His mistress’s eyes were frightening Shekhar and thus his pacing heartbeats.

“Now my bitch boy. Whose property are you?” She asked with a mischievous smile.

But hardly could Shekhar look to answer when Madhuri, alongside her thumb, inserted three of her fingers at once too in his mouth. And Shekhar, whose attempts to answer ‘YOU Aunty’ muted, struggled in the process. Madhuri grinned, “Oh my poor son” and her sharp eyes became sharper as she shoved her fingers deeper in his mouth and asked, “Who owns you baby?”

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