An Indian Slut Ch. 01

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Hi, My name is Aarti. I am a 34-year-old housewife with 1 kid. I have a very attractive figure of 34-28-34. My hair is black. I am 4'11" tall. I live in New Delhi, India with my husband. His name is Aakash. He is a software programmer in a large multinational company. Our married life was happy till a little while ago.

Our problems started with the recession in the US. My husband was in the danger of losing his job. One day, we had gone to a party where his boss, Mr. Murthy saw me.

That day I was wearing a sexy sari with a sleeveless blouse. It was low cut in the front as well as back, showing a lot of cleavage as well as my bare back.

The party was in full flow. I saw Mr. Murthy looking at me many times. Whenever, I looked at him, he turned away. But, I could not say anything to him or my hubby. Then came the time to dance. Mr. Murthy walked over to me and asked me to dance with him.

I agreed. We went on the floor. The music was slow. As we started dancing together, I felt his hand touching my bare back, my bare navel and sometimes even my hips. I did not say or do anything.

He got bolder and started touching my boobs as well as if it was happening accidentally,

not intentionally. I was scared to say anything to him. Fortunately, the music stopped and we had to return from the floor. When we came home, I told my hubby about this. He said that it might have happened accidentally.

A few days later, I got a call from my hubby from his office. He seemed very troubled.

I asked him the reason. He said he would explain it when he comes home. He came from the office in the evening. After our dinner, when we went to sleep, he said to me, "Aarti, I am in deep trouble. I have been asked to leave the job. I have been caught selling some sensitive information to our competitor!!" I yelled, "How could you do this?" He said that he was sorry. He said now only I could save his job and also stop his going to prison.

I was very confused. How could I do that for him? On this he said that his boss could stop this entire thing happening but he had a condition. When I asked him the condition, he said that his boss wants to have sex with me. Not only that I will have to be his sex slave for an entire weekend. I was aghast at this suggestion, that too from my hubby. I wanted to break his face and also that of his boss. How dare he think of such a thing? I shouted back at him, " I don't care if you go to jail, I am not doing this"

He pleaded, "Please, this is just for once. Please save me ". I still did not relent. Then he said, "Ok! But think, what would it do to our child, if I were in the prison? She will not be able to get into good schools. People would look down upon her". This got me thinking. What he was saying had merit. It would ruin the life of our child if he went to jail. Still I was not ready to do this. He convinced me some more and I relented. I said to him that it would be for once only. Little did I know at that time that what was I getting into.

I was thinking about it for the whole week and did not even realize that it was Friday evening. My hubby came back from office and asked me to get ready. I did not have much to do as I was asked not to carry any clothes or makeup with me. However, there were specific instructions about other things. I had to shave my pubic hair completely. No hair was to be there in the underarms as well.

I had to wear the same sari, which I had worn on the night of the party. My hubby took me in the car and drove me to the place. It was slightly away from the city. It was an old farmhouse on the border of the city. It was very secluded and I was frightened by not seeing any other buildings for miles. My hubby dropped me at the gate of the building and turned around the car and left.

I started walking towards the main entrance of the building, which was slightly far from the road. As soon as I reached the gate, it automatically opened inwards. I walked in with a lot of fear. My heartbeat was racing and I was terrified. When, I reached the house, there too, the gate opened and I entered the house. Just on the entrance, it was a very large hall. Old paintings and animal hides were hanging on the walls. But, what disturbed me most were the paintings on the walls showing nude women being tortured.

I walked into the hall. Just then, Mr. Murthy appeared from nowhere and said, "Welcome, my dear!! I have been waiting for you for long." I was terrified to say anything. He moved towards me and took me in his arms. I tried to resist but he was too strong. Then his voice echoed in the hall, " Now, you need to strip. You will not be wearing any clothes till the time you are here"

I was taken aback, but had to comply as I was afraid that if he tore my clothes what would I wear back to home. I started by removing my sari. He put on some seductive music and I had to sway to it while removing my sari. His eyes were fixed on my body as I did so. He then ordered me to remove my blouse slowly. I had to do it. I started opening the buttons one by one. When all of them were open, I slid down one sleeve of the blouse. Slowly, I slid the other sleeve along my arm and took off the blouse.

Now I was in my bra and petticoat. He asked me to remove my petticoat too. I was dying of shame but did it. Now he was devouring my form with his lust filled eyes. He came close to me and asked me to keep dancing. He came behind me and unclasped the hook of my bra. I tried to keep it on by latching on to it but he tore it away from my body.Now, my 34 b boobs were there in front of him in all their glory.

He took hold of me at this point and started kissing my lips forcefully. Suddenly, he left me and asked me to remove my panty. I was thinking that why am I doing this, but I complied, and slid down my panty along my thighs and down to my ankles. Then I stepped out of them. Now I was completely naked in front of him. He had that evil shine in his eyes. Just as I thought, he would pounce on me any moment, the doorbell rang.

I was surprised and thought that my hubby has come back to save me. Just then, I looked at Mr. Murthy. He had an evil grin on his face. All my hope vanished. He asked me to go and open the door. I moved towards my clothes but he stopped me and asked me to go to the door naked. I was shocked but had no option. So, I went to open the door. I tried to hide myself behind the door as much as possible and opened the latch.

As soon as I did that, the door flew open inwards and two more men entered the room.

I was thrown down on the floor but was not hurt. I saw Mr. Murthy laughing and shaking hands with the other two guys. Then I saw them and realized, they were his partners at the office. I was shocked and ran towards my clothes. I saw that they had disappeared. I was in tears now and tried to cover myself with my hands.

Just then, Mr. Murthy walked behind me and held my hands with a lot of force behind my back. My breasts were thrust forward in an obscene manner. I was still crying and pleading with them to let me go. Now, Mr. Murthy took a nylon rope and tied my hands. Slowly, he pulled them above my head. He threw the rope towards a pulley attached to the roof. After passing it over the pulley, pulled it tighter and tied it with a pillar in the hall. Now I was strung naked, with my hands above my head in the center of the hall.

As I was thinking about it, to my horror Mr. Murthy took out a camera from behind a curtain. He told me that he had been recording everything right from my entry. I was shocked to hear that. Then all of them started undressing. I was very afraid. They stopped with only their underwear on. I could see the bulges in their crotches already. Mr. Murthy placed the camera on a tripod and then all of them wore masks so that their faces might not be recognized.

Mr. Murthy said, "Don't worry darling, we will sell this video at a very high price, but will give your husband a free copy of it!" All of them found it very funny and laughed a lot. Then Mr. Murthy brought forward a large trolley. I was terrified to see that there were various kinds of dildos, clamps and some other instruments on the trolley.

Now Mr. Murthy and his friends took out 3 whips. All of them were different in shape and size but they all were very scary. They took positions all around me and cracked their whips. The loud sound of them made me jump nervously. I was shivering with fear. Suddenly there was a whistling sound from behind and the first blow landed on my back.

I screamed in agony, "Aiieeeeee!!!!" but the scream fell on deaf ears, as there was a second lash that landed on my breasts. I screamed again, "Aaaahhhhhhh!!" The pain was so intense that I thought that I would faint. But that did not happen. Now, the third lash landed on my buttocks. My scream "Auuuughhhhhhh" echoed through the hall. I thought that my ass would split into two.

Now all of them got into a rhythm, they were not allowing me to think and whipping me like a piece of meat. Some of the lashes landed on my nipples and my screams were so loud that if somebody was living in the vicinity, they might have thought that there was some demon screaming in this house.

My body was drenched in sweat. Mr. Murthy walked up to me. He had a metal bar in his hand. It was about 2 feet wide. He knelt down and tied first my one foot to it and then the other one too. So now my feet were spread apart by about 2 feet. Now, the whipping continued. I was about to faint from the exertion of this all, when suddenly I screamed at the top of my voice. Mr. Murthy had delivered a stroke right on my pussy. I screamed "AAAAAAHHHH!" He said, "Well, that got your real attention. That is for being such a haughty bitch!"

My head was swimming and I was not able to concentrate. Now they released my hands and feet. I fell on the floor and did not have any energy left to move. I saw all of them took some medicine along with water. I later got to know that they all had viagra so that they can stay hard longer. I was thirsty too, but dare not ask for water. Mr. Murthy walked up to me and dragged me by my hair. Now, I was thrown onto a large bed. All of them got naked and climbed onto the bed.

Mr. Murthy moved first and got behind me. He inserted his large 9 inches cock into my ass. It was very painful, as I had never had anal sex before even with my husband. I started howling in pain. He did not care and kept on applying the pressure. I was totally helpless. I kept on crying in pain but slowly and gradually he was able to insert it into my asshole. Now, the other guys (I didn't even know their names) took their positions. One of them fucked me in the pussy and the other one entered his cock in my mouth.

When I tried to resist the one entering my mouth, Mr. Murthy pinched my nipples so hard from behind. I shrieked and opened my mouth. As soon as I did that, he entered my mouth. The camera was capturing my defilement all along. Now, all of them started fucking me violently. I was not even able to breathe. They were fucking me so hard, I was about to faint. But suddenly, they stopped. I thought my ordeal was over. But, far from it, it became worse. They now interchanged their positions. Mr. Murthy was in my mouth now, the guy fucking my pussy was fucking me in the ass and the one fucking my mouth was fucking my pussy.

This time they went on for about 10 minutes and then again changed their positions. They again kept on fucking me for 10-12 more minutes. Mr. Murthy was the first to cum in my pussy. As soon as he shot his load, the guy fucking my mouth also came. The last one deposited his load of cum in my ass. All of them then made me lick their cocks clean.

I was dying of humiliation but had no option. I got on my knees and cleaned their cocks with my mouth.

This was just the beginning of my ordeal as I had two days ahead of me as their sex slave. I had nowhere to go and they were fully aware of that. They had their evil designs laid out very well. Whenever I thought that they were finished, they would come up with something more devilish. The next day began with some more new trauma for me but fun for them.

I woke up in the morning and found that I was still naked. My whole body was aching. My ass and pussy were on fire. I could not even walk properly. My breasts were swollen and I had large red welts all over my tits, back and ass. Suddenly the door opened and all of them walked in. To my horror, they all were naked too. Mr. Murthy said, "Well, look friends, our slut has got up."They started laughing. I was humiliated. I needed to go to the bathroom. They asked me to go and pee but they would be watching. I was so ashamed but had to do it.

Now, they asked me to take a shower. I did it. The only thought on my mind was that they were recording even all of this. My body felt a little better after a shower. Now, they asked me to go to the kitchen and make food for them. I went in the kitchen and prepared food. I served the food on the dining table. They ate and I was asked to stand in a corner with my hands above my head.

Once, they had finished eating, they asked me if I was also hungry. I nodded. They asked me to come over to the table. I thought that they would offer me the leftover food. But Mr. Murthy asked me to get on my knees under the table and suck their cocks one by one.

He said, "I think there would be enough protein in our cum to keep you going till lunch"

I was humiliated beyond my imagination. But, I knelt down and went under the table. I sucked their cocks one by one. All of them asked me to swallow their cum as that would be my only breakfast.

Now, they took me to the hall again. Once again, I was tied like the night before. I was very scared. Now, Mr. Murthy brought an injection. He inserted the needle right below my nipple. I yelped in agony, " Noooooooo!!" He pressed the plunger and injected the liquid into my breast. Now, the other guy did the same to my other breast. In almost five minutes, my breasts swelled up. My nipples became hard and elongated. They had injected some liquid to make my breasts larger and more sensitive. Mr. Murthy came and flicked my left nipple with his tongue. "Uffffff" was all I could utter.

Then he brought the trolley from the last night forward. He picked two vicious looking clamps from it and came forward. I was very afraid and started pleading, " Please no, sir, please don't do that!!" He smiled his evil grin and attached one of those to my left nipple. My scream of agony, "Aiiiiieeeeeee" was so loud that they had to cover their ears. Tears were running freely down my cheeks. They were laughing and then he repeated it on my right nipple. The result was the same.

Next, he took a metal chain and looped it through the clamps. He took the other end of the chain and forced it into my mouth. Now, my breasts were stretched upwards in a conical shape. He said, " Don't you dare drop this chain, or you will regret it very much"

Now, he took out a small whip but it had knotted ends. He took aim and hit the underside of my breasts with full force. I tried to open my mouth to scream but remembered his threat. He laughed as he realized that. He passed the whip to his friends and moved behind me.

As they started whipping my tits, he opened my ass wide and with few powerful strokes entered my asshole. I did not know which pain was worse. The one in my ass or the one in my tits. My ass was feeling as if it would split into two, while my breasts felt as if they were being stung by hundreds of bees. Somehow, I managed to keep the chain in my mouth. After a while, the pain became unbearable and I was semi conscious. Just then, the other guy landed a blow on my pussy. My eyes flew wide open in horror, I shrieked and the chain slipped out of my mouth. Mr. Murthy came in my ass just then. He removed his cock and came in front of me. I could feel his cum oozing out of my ass and slipping down my thighs.

He said, "You have failed the test, bitch!! So you will be punished now". With that he smiled and nodded towards his friends. One of them went to the trolley and brought some weights. He took the weights and at first removed the chain attached to the clamps. He then attached the weights to the other end of the clamp on my right nipple. I shrieked and tried to free myself from my bounds. This made them laugh. Now, he repeated it on my left nipple. My shrieks were echoing through the hall

The pain was so intense that I again fainted. They waited till I came to my senses again. Now, I was begging them to have mercy and release me. But all my pleas fell on deaf ears. They now brought more clamps. Now, the third guy came forward, he took a clamp and put it on my pussy lip. I yelled, "Aiiieeeeeee", but there was no one to hear my screams except them. Now, he put the second clamp on my other pussy lip. I was in agony and wanted to die. I was shivering with fear when the second one of them went behind me and began fucking my asshole

With each thrust, the clamps attached to my tits and pussy were moving and causing immense pain. I was again screaming with the double attack on my ass and tits. After fucking my ass for about 10 minutes, he too came in my ass. Mr. Murthy moved forward and now removed the clamps from my nipples. I screamed aloud, because as the blood rushed back to my abused nipple, it caused a white light of pain. He did the same to the ones attached to my pussy lips and I almost fainted with the pain.

Just, as I thought that my torture for the day was over, the third one came forward with an evil grin on his face. He had two burning candles in his hands. He handed one each to Mr. Murthy and the other guy. He moved back to fuck my ass. Now, as soon as he pushed his thick cock in my asshole, Mr. Murthy and his friend tilted the candles on my tits. Large drops of hot wax dropped on my tits. My screams were loud enough to wake the neighbors (if we had any). They kept on doing this and I kept on screaming. Suddenly, they dropped the hot wax on my nipples. I thrashed wildly in my bounds and screamed at the top of my voice. Just then, the third guy came in my ass and I fainted.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 4 years ago
Next part??

Next part of the story pls

samvindhalsamvindhalalmost 7 years ago
superb

i want to read more of this story.. what happens next??

AnonymousAnonymousabout 7 years ago
Really boring!

What fun is there when her husband is in need of money? It should have been out of list or something like that! Its very dangerous to enjoy stories like this! One day anyone of us who are reading these comments can go through these situations and then will have to witness it for our relatives! Very boring instead of erotic! Sad.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 8 years ago
Too hardcore for my taste. Story tags do not reflect the content: "married woman, indian" covers (say) one third of Indian population.

Please note that i am a fan of Indian (Desi) husband's boss erotic stories.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 11 years ago
Reading anon's comment

reminds me of the scene in Tombstone where Doc Holliday challenges Johnny Ringo to a spelling contest. Hey anon, "I'm your huckleberry...."

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