Arranged marriage ki Anokhi shartein Saas Ne Banya Damad Ko Gulam : An Indian Femdom story (part-six)

Kiran ki kitty party bani Manoj ke liye maut ka kuan. 5 auraton ke pairo ki jooti bane Manoj ki zillat aur lachari ki sabse bhayanak aur dark kahani of indian femdom

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Manoj farsh par nanga, apni saas Kiran ke mal aur thook se lathpath pada hua tha. Uska shareer dard se toot raha tha aur uski zaban par abhi bhi us bhayanak gandagi ka kadva aur sanda hua swad baaki tha. Uske gale ka chamde ka patta aur ling par laga lohe ka chastity cage uski mukammal tabaahi ke saboot the. Wo chalne ke layak bhi nahi bacha tha, lekin is dark aur brutal narak mein reham ki koi guonjaish nahi thi.

Kiran ne bed se uthkar apni saree thik ki aur Manoj ke pet par apni heel se ek zor-dar thokar maari. Manoj dard se bilakh utha aur ghutno ke bal simat gaya.

"Uth be gande suar!" Kiran ne behad sakht, ghamand bhari aur dominate awaaz mein garajkar kaha. "Yahan farsh par pade-pade rone se kuch nahi hoga. Abhi toh meri gulami ki sirf shuruwat hui hai. Jab tak meri beti Jiya wahan business trip par apne partner Jitesh ke das inch ke ling ke sath bed par maze le rahi hai, tab tak tu yahan apni is saas ki gaand aur pairo ki gulami karega. Teri haisiyat mere ghar ke kachre se zyada nahi hai."

Kiran ne Manoj ke gale ki chain ko ek jhatke se kheencha, jisse Manoj ka chehra farsh par ragad gaya. Kiran ne uspar nafrat se thookte huye kaha, "Suno kamine! Abhi se thodi der baad meri saheliyan aane wali hain. Aaj hamari kitty party hai. Aur isse pehle ki wo is ghar mein kadam rakhein, mujhe poora bungalow ekdum chamakta hua chahiye. Chal, abhi ke abhi kutton ki tarah chaar pairon par chal aur poore ghar ki safai shuru kar!"

Kiran ne Manoj ko baalon se pakadkar uthaya aur washroom ki taraf dhakka de diya. "Ghar ke har ek kone ko, har ek kamre ko aur sabse khaas kar... is ghar ke har ek washroom ko apni zaban aur hathon se aache se saaf kar. Ek-ek tiles, ek-ek kona aur ek-ek toilet bowl chamakna chahiye. Yaad rakhna behen***! Agar meri kisi bhi friend ko party ke dauran washroom jana pada, aur unhe wahan jara si bhi gandgi ya badbu mili, toh un sabke samne main tujhe farsh par patak dungi. Unke nange pairo ke neeche tera sir kuchlungi aur unhi ke samne teri zaban se poora toilet bowl chaat-chaat kar saaf karwaungi. Unka saara waste tere munh mein khali karwaungi! Samjha bekar mard?"

Manoj ne rote huye, bilakhate huye apni saas ke pairo par apna sar ragad diya. "H-haan malkin... haan madam Kiran... main abhi jaata hoon. Main ek-ek washroom ko chamka dunga. Please mujhe aur mat maariyo," wo lachari se gidgidane laga.

"Toh nikal yahan se, gande kide!" Kiran ne usey ek aakhri laat maari.

Manoj bina koi waqt ganwaye, nange badan, chaar pairon par kutton ki tarah rengte huye pehle washroom ke andar dakhil hua. Uska jism thakan se tharr-tharr kaamp raha bha, par darr is qadar haavi tha ki usne turant tiles saaf karne ka saaman utha liya. Usne commode ke paas baithkar, apne hathon aur apni zaban ka istemal karke har ek kone ki mitti aur gandagi ko saaf karna shuru kiya. Wo jaanta tha ki agar ek bhi daag reh gaya, toh Kiran uski khaal udhed degi aur uski saheliyan uski mardangi ka poore mohalle ke samne tamasha bana dengi.

Manoj ek washroom se dusre washroom mein rengta hua ja raha tha. Uske ghutno aur hatheliyon se khoon risne laga tha kyunki wo lagatar farsh par ghis raha tha. Uske ling par lage lohe ke cage ki wajah se usey uttejna aur dard ka ek bhayanak mix ehsas ho raha tha. Wo soch raha tha ki uski patni Jiya is waqt Jitesh ke sath nangi hokar bed par aashiqui ke maze loot rahi hogi, aur wo yahan apni saas aur uski saheliyon ka gutter saaf karne ke liye ek janwar bana hua hai.

Har ek commode ko saaf karte waqt usey lag raha tha ki kuch hi der mein ye saare toilet bowl office ki tarah hi un auraton ke mal-mut se bharne wale hain, aur usey phir se wahi sab apne pet mein utaarna padega. Uski rooh is dark aur brutal reality se poori tarah kanp uthi thi. Usne rote-rote poore bungalow ke toilets ko chamka diya, taaki jab Kiran ki high-society saheliyan aayein, toh unhe unka 'Toilet Slave' bilkul taiyar mile. Manoj ne aakhri washroom ki tiles ko apni zaban se lick karke saaf kiya aur bahar aakar Kiran ke agle khaufnak aadesh ka intezar karne laga.

Manoj ground floor ke ek chote se washroom ke kone mein ghutno ke bal baithakar apni saansein bahaal karne ki koshish kar raha tha. Uska poora nanga jism thakan se toot chuka tha, hatheliyon aur ghutno par farsh par ghisne ke kaaran laal nishaan pad chuke the. Gale mein bandha chamde ka patta aur ling par laga lohe ka chastity cage uski mukammal tabaahi ke jite-jagte gawah the. Usne apni zaban aur hathon se ghar ke har ek washroom ko chamka diya tha taaki apni saas Kiran ki bhayanak saza se bach sake.

Tabhi washroom ka darwaza ek jhatke se khula aur Kiran andar dakhil hui. Uske chehre par wahi krur, ghamand bhari aur vishaili muskan thi. Manoj ko kone mein betha dekhkar usne apne pairon se uske sine par ek thokar maari.

"Kamine! Yahan aaram se betha kya hai? Ho gaye saare toilets saaf? Ruk, pehle main khud check karti hoon ki mere is gulam damad ne kaam dhang se kiya hai ya nahi," Kiran ne behad dominate aur kadak awaaz mein garajkar kaha.

Wo chalte huye us Indian toilet seat ke paas gayi jise Manoj ne abhi-abhi ragad-ragad kar chamkaya tha. Usne gaur se seat ki chamak ko dekha aur ek ajeeb sa qehqaha lagaya, "Waah kutte! Ekdum chamka di tune toh ye seat. Mujhe yakeen nahi tha ki tu itna wafadar aur kabil toilet cleaner ban jayega."

Kiran wahi nahi ruki. Usne Manoj ki taraf ek nafrat bhari, nangi nazar daali aur apni saree ko kamar tak uncha utha liya. Wo bina kisi sharm ke, seedhe Manoj ke chehre ke thik samne us Indian toilet seat par pair phailakar baith gayi. Manoj ne darr aur lachari se apni aankhein niche kar li, par Kiran ka aadesh turant gunja, "Oye suar! Apni aankhein kholi rakh aur dekh ki teri malkin tere samne kya kar rahi hai!"

Manoj ne kaampte huyen upar dekha. Agle hi pal, Kiran ne apne bladder par zor lagaya aur us Indian toilet seat par 'mootna' (urinate) shuru kar diya. Uska garam, teekha aur badbudar peshab ek tez dhaar ke sath us chamakti hui seat par girne laga. Peshab ke chinte udkar Manoj ke nange badan aur chehre par pad rahe the.

Kiran ne peshab karte-karte ek bhayanak thahaka lagaya aur boli, "Mere is gulam damad ne subah se itni mehnat ki hai, saare washrooms chamkaye hain, toh mera farz banta hai na ki main usey ek shandaar inam doon! Le, ye teri malkin ka garam aur taza amrit hai, iska nasha kar kamine!"

Manoj chup-chap wahan farsh par dher pada hua ye zillat jhel raha tha. Kuch ही der mein Kiran ka garam aur badbudar mut poori toilet seat par phail gaya, aur uski teekhi, sadi hui badbu poore washroom ki hawa mein zeher ki tarah ghul gayi. Manoj ka dum ghot raha tha, uski ankhon se ansu beh rahe the, par Kiran ke chehre par ek junooni maza tha.

Kiran jab poori tarah farig ho gayi, toh wo shaan se khadi hui. Usne apni saree ko thik kiya aur Manoj ke sar ko apni jooti se dabate huye behad krur tareeke se aadesh diya:

"Chal be kamine! Ab jaldi se apni zaban nikal aur is poori toilet seat par wapis ghumana shuru kar. Is seat par jitna bhi mera garam peshab bikhra hua hai, usey apni jeebh se chat-chat kar poori tarah saaf kar! Mujhe ye seat dobara pehle jesi chamkni chahiye, ek bhi boond mut ki dikhni nahi chahiye!"

Manoj ke paas is dark narak mein inkar karne ka koi rasta nahi tha. Jiya ka khauf aur Kiran ki darindgi uspar maut ban kar khadi thi. Usne rote huye apna munh khola aur kutton ki tarah chaar pairon par rengte huye us Indian toilet seat par apni zaban ferasna shuru kiya.

Jaise hi uski jeebh Kiran ke us taze peshab se bheege huye patthar par lagi, Manoj ke munh mein ek behad salty (namkeen) aur kadve taste ka bhayanak mixture utar gaya. Wo swad itna ghinona aur vishaila tha ki Manoj ka poora jism andar se jhinjhitakar kaamp utha. Uske gale mein bhayanak ubkaiyan (gagging) aa rahi thi, aisa lag raha tha ki wo abhi wahi ulti kar dega, par usey pata تھا ki agar usne ek boond bhi bahar nikali toh Kiran uski khaal udhed degi.

Manoj ne chup-chap, bina ek shabd bole, apni zaban ko us gande commode par aage-piche ghumate huye apni saas ka poora peshab chat-chat kar saaf karna shuru kiya. Usne seat ke har ek kone se us garam dravya ko apni jeebh par sameta aur usey apne gale se neeche utar kar nigal gaya. Kiran uske upar khadi hokar uski is lachari ka poora maza le rahi thi aur zor-zor se has rahi thi. 

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