From Beloved Wife to Cruel Mistress: The Femdom Story of Suruchi and vishal (Part-two)

As you read in the first part, after Vishal's shop closed, Suruchi joined an office, and her behavior toward Vishal changed completely. She began to see Vishal as a "loser husband"—someone who couldn't provide for his wife. She wanted to exert total control over him and turn him into her slave. This was why, while leaving for the office, she had ordered Vishal to wash all her sweaty socks and polish all her shoes. (If you haven't read the first part of this Indian Femdom story, 'How Wife Dominated Her Loser Husband,' read it on our website www.indianfemdomstories.com). This is the second part of this Desi Femdom story.

Following the orders Suruchi had given, Vishal finished all his chores and was lying on the sofa scrolling through his mobile, waiting for her. It was evening when Suruchi arrived home. Seeing her, Vishal sat up. Suruchi sat down and said, "I'm so tired today; there was a lot of workload at the office."

Vishal spoke affectionately, "No problem, I’ll make a nice hot cup of tea for you. It will take away all your tiredness."

Suddenly, Suruchi flared up and snapped, "Make the tea later! Can't you see these shoes on my feet? Who is going to take them off? Do I have to tell you everything, Vishal!"

Vishal couldn't understand. In the morning, Suruchi had used the excuse of having wet nail paint to ask him to put on her shoes, but now she could easily take them off herself. He thought to himself, In the morning there was the nail paint excuse. What happened now? Have I become her personal footman?

Just then, Suruchi screamed, "Can you hear me at once, Vishal? Come here and take off my shoes!"

Vishal tried to speak, "Suruchi, but how can I..."

Suruchi cut him off, "What do you even do all day? I work hard all day. I’ve been running this entire house for so long, and you can’t even do this much? You have to follow all my orders at once without questioning them, Vishal."

Vishal realized that his life ahead with Suruchi was not going to be easy. Suruchi also knew that Vishal was a simple man and she could make him dance to her tunes. Vishal quickly sat on the floor in front of her. As soon as he sat down, Suruchi placed both her feet on the table, putting Vishal's face directly in front of the soles of her shoes. Vishal could clearly see the dust and dirt stuck to the soles.

Suruchi said, "Look at this; you have to clean this too." Hearing this, Vishal was shocked.

Then, Vishal removed Suruchi’s shoes. As soon as he removed them, a strong smell of sweat hit him. Because she had worn them all day, the imprints of her feet were visible inside. Vishal couldn't bear the sharp smell of sweat, but he had to do it anyway. After taking off both shoes, Vishal stood up to leave.

Suruchi screamed again, "Is someone coming from outside to take these socks off?"

This time, without saying a word, Vishal sat back down. Suruchi told him to remove her white socks (which had turned black with spots due to sweating all day). Vishal felt disgusted while removing them. A pungent smell of sweat went straight into his nose.

As Vishal removed the socks, Suruchi enjoyed the sight. She understood that she had Vishal under her complete control, but she wasn't going to stop there. She wanted to make him a complete slave under her thumb. Seeing that Vishal was removing the socks very slowly because of the smell, Suruchi shouted at him, "If you go this slow, will you stay sitting here all night? This is the smell of hard work. Where will you run from it?" Saying this, she picked up her shoe and placed it right near his mouth.

Before Vishal could understand anything, Suruchi grabbed his face and pushed it into her sweaty shoe. Even though he didn't want to, Vishal couldn't pull his face out of her sweaty shoe. Pushing his face deep inside, she said, "Get used to smelling this, Vishal!" Vishal could only nod his head.

After a while, Suruchi released him, looked at her shoes, and said, "You’ve finished a lot of the smell by sniffing it, but what about these spots made by sweat on the insoles?" Then she ordered him, "Do one thing, Vishal. Stick your tongue out and lick the insoles—lick the entire insole of the shoe."

Vishal was completely shocked. He said, "Suruchi, what are you doing? How can I lick your sweaty shoes?"

Suruchi said, "I don't care how or why. I said it, so do it. Your job is to obey my every command without question. You don't have the status to cross-question me, my loser husband!" Saying this, she placed both shoes in front of him and ordered him to lick them. Vishal was already familiar with the sharp, sweaty smell.

Unwillingly, Vishal put his face inside Suruchi’s shoes. He felt suffocated by the sweat and dust of the entire day. Then Suruchi shouted, "Lick the inside of the shoe and clean it until it's like new. I shouldn't see a single sweat spot. I didn't tell you just to keep your mouth inside!"

There were tears in Vishal's eyes. With great courage, he stuck his tongue out and started licking the black sweat spots. The taste was completely salty—a mix of Suruchi’s foot sweat and dust. Suruchi had been using these shoes continuously, making the spots so dark they wouldn't come off easily.

But Suruchi was stubborn; until Vishal licked the insoles clean like new, his face would not come out of the shoes. Vishal tried his best. He licked the insoles with all his might, but the old sweat spots were stubborn. Vishal’s tongue turned black. His mouth was filled with the sweat and dust from Suruchi's feet. After about half an hour, Suruchi told him to take his mouth out and got angry upon looking at them, "You useless! You haven't cleaned it yet? Wait, I'll help you."

Saying this, Suruchi spat inside the shoes. "Go on, now it’s wet properly. Now the spots will come off easily." She grabbed Vishal’s face and pushed it back into the shoes. Now, along with the sweat and dust, Vishal was licking her spit as well. Gradually, by rubbing his tongue with all his strength, Vishal made both insoles shine like new.

Vishal’s mouth was filled with the taste of Suruchi’s sweat. Everything felt salty, but Suruchi wasn't going to stop. She was going to make him a slave husband. Looking at the insoles, she said, "Wow, you dog! Your tongue has learned how to work."

"Now, clean my socks with this tongue of yours too. When I wash them in water, the smell of sweat doesn't go away. Just like you licked the sweat spots off my shoes, remove the ones on my socks too."

Vishal said, "No, I can't do this. You've already made me do such degrading things, Suruchi!"

Suruchi said, "Look and think." She showed him her mobile. While Vishal was licking her insoles, she had recorded a video of it. Showing it to him, she said, "Think about it, if you refuse to do anything, this video will go to your entire family."

Vishal cried and said, "You are doing something very wrong, Suruchi!"

Without a word, Suruchi thrust her feet forward, "Quietly lick my socks. I don't want to hear your useless crying."

Vishal, crying, brought his face to her socks and began to lick them. Being inside the shoes all day, the socks were still slightly damp with sweat. The salty taste went into Vishal's mouth, but he was helpless. He couldn't do anything.

Vishal slowly licked both of Suruchi’s socks. Then she ordered him, "Take off my sweaty socks and put them in your mouth."

Vishal couldn't understand what mistake he had made for his once-kind wife to become so dominant. He slowly took off the socks and put them in his mouth. His mouth was filled with a day's worth of sweat. He felt suffocated, but he didn't have the courage to take the socks out.

Then Suruchi ordered, "I think my feet are also demanding your tongue, Vishal. There is sweat on them from the whole day. Rub your tongue over them too." Saying this, Suruchi started waving her mobile in front of him. Vishal knew the consequences of refusing.

Without a choice, he took the sweaty socks out of his mouth and placed them down. Suruchi then said, "Wait. While your tongue is working on my soles, your nose is doing nothing."

Suruchi took both socks and taped them over Vishal’s nose, so the sharp smell of the day's sweat went directly into his nostrils. He realized that for him, oxygen now meant Suruchi’s sweaty smell.

With the socks on his nose, Vishal's tongue moved over Suruchi's soles. First, he licked the soles from the top, cleaning all the sweat. Then, seeing an opportunity, Suruchi shoved her right foot deep into Vishal’s mouth, making him choke. But Vishal was helpless. He slowly licked all her toes. Suruchi sat back comfortably, scrolling through her mobile. Meanwhile, Vishal cleaned all the sweat and dust from both her soles with his tongue.

After some time, she ordered, "Go and bring hot water in a tub and wash my feet until they shine."

Vishal brought the water without question and began washing her feet in the tub. All the remaining dirt and sweat were now in that water. Vishal worked hard to wash every corner and every toe. After 15 minutes of cleaning, Suruchi took her feet out and said to Vishal, "Remember, this is your status now. You will have to obey my every word. You will serve me in every way without question, or you know what the result will be."

Saying this, she untaped the socks from his nose, threw them into the water he had just used to wash her feet, and ordered him, "Listen! These socks must be washed perfectly. There shouldn't be a single sweat spot or any smell left."

Vishal sat on the floor and washed Suruchi's sweaty socks in the same tub. He had licked them for half an hour earlier, but the smell hadn't vanished. The water turned black and dirty from the sweat and socks.

As Vishal pulled the socks out of the water, Suruchi ordered, "Listen! From now on, until this water in the tub is finished, you have to drink it every day! Because your status is no more than the dust on my feet, and this water will keep reminding you of that!"

Vishal grabbed Suruchi’s feet, crying, "Please Suruchi, don't do this. I washed your feet and socks in this. Please, I did everything you said, but I can't do this!"

Angrily, Suruchi lifted Vishal's head with her feet and pushed it into the tub water, saying, "How dare you refuse me anything? I just told you that you don't have the status to say 'no' to me!"

She held his head down in the tub with her foot and said, "Remember, you have to drink this water for the rest of your life. This is all you will get to drink. When this is finished, you will wash my sweaty feet and socks again to collect more. From now on, this is what you drink."

Vishal was suffocating with his head held down in the tub. He was forced to swallow the water. It tasted extremely salty. After a while, Suruchi lifted her foot. Vishal pulled his face out of the water. Grabbing him by the hair, she said, "Remember, you don't have the status to say 'no' to me! And remember, your life has only one purpose now—to be my slave, to serve me, to please me. Your life is now like an insect crawling under my feet, which I can crush whenever I want. Your mouth should only open to say 'Yes Madam' to my orders. And from today, don't make the mistake of calling me by my name!"

Suruchi’s eyes were full of fire. she gave her final decree, "I am your Mistress now, and you are my Slave. Remember, your life as a slave has begun, and it will run according to my command." Saying this, Suruchi got up and left.

Vishal sat there crying, thinking about how his life had changed so drastically. But he had no way out. He had accepted that he was now nothing more than Suruchi’s dog.

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