From Husband to Gulam: The Dark Side of Indian Femdom (Part-Five)

Kya Lucky apni malkin Isha ki har gandi shart maan lega? Dekhiye is Indian Femdom dastaan mein kaise ek pati apni hi patni ka paltu kutta ban gaya. Read this desi femdom stories in hindi

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Vietnam ke us band kamre ki hawa ab tak zillat, paseene aur hawas ke bojh se bhari hui thi. Bathroom se nikalne ke baad Isha aur Tinku ne sirf halke bathrobes pehne huye the. Unka badan abhi bhi nahaane ke baad ki taazgi se chamak raha tha, jabki Lucky wahi farsh par dher tha, uska chehra Tinku ke maal aur Isha ke discharge ke sookhe nishaanon se bhara hua tha. Usne room toh saaf kar diya tha, par uski apni rooh abhi bhi us gandagi mein lipti hui thi.

Isha ne sofa par aaram se baithte huye apne bhige baalon ko jhatka aur Tinku ki taraf dekh kar ek shaitani muskurahat di.

"Baby, honeymoon hai toh thoda entertainment toh banta hai na? Bore ho rahi hoon main is kutte ki rone wali shakal dekh kar," Isha ne Lucky ki taraf ishara karte huye kaha. "Chalo, ek sexy Truth and Dare khelte hain. Par twist ye hai ki isme 'Truth' jaisa kuch nahi hoga... sirf Dares honge. Aur saare dares kinky, dark aur behad zillat bhare honge."

Tinku ne apna glass uthaya aur haste huye bola, "Sahi hai darling. Vaise bhi mujhe dekhna hai ki ye namard apni malkin ke liye kis hadd tak gir sakta hai."

Lucky darr se kaanp gaya. Use pata tha ki ye 'game' sirf uski bachi-khuchi insaniyat ko khatam karne ke liye banaya gaya hai.

Isha ne game ke rules samjhaye: "Sun be kutte, rule simple hai. Agar kisi ne dare karne se mana kiya, toh use isi waqt nanga karke kamre se bahar nikal diya jayega. Aur entry tabhi milegi jab wo isi halat mein poore hotel ka chakkar laga kar ayega. Samjha?"

Lucky ne dabi hui awaaz mein pucha, "Aur malkin... jeetega kaun?"

Isha ne bottle farsh par rakhte huye kaha, "Bottle ghumayi jayegi. Jiske samne bottle ka munh ayega, wo 'Winner' hoga aur baaki dono mein se kisi ko bhi dare de sakta hai." Isha ne ye rule jaan-boojh kar banaya tha taaki wo aur Tinku mil kar Lucky ko nishana bana sakein.

Pehla Round:

Isha ne bottle ghumayi. Kismat ne thoda sath diya aur bottle ka rukh Lucky ki taraf ruk gaya. Lucky ke chehre par ek pal ke liye umeed aayi. Usne socha shayad wo Isha ka dil jeet sake.

"Malkin... main chahta hoon ki aap mujhe ek baar pyar se kiss karein," Lucky ne darte-dharte kaha.

Isha zor se hasi, "Acha? Is namard ko apni malkin ke hothon ka ras chahiye? Theek hai, teri ye aakhri khwahish poori kar deti hoon." Isha uthi, Lucky ke paas gayi aur uske gaal par ek halki si, nafrat bhari kiss karke turant piche hat gayi."Nahi malkin... aisi nahi. Main french kiss chahta tha," Lucky ne himmat juta kar kaha. Experience the ultimate collection of Indian Femdom narratives right here.

Isha ki aankhon mein aag utar aayi. "Oho! French kiss chahiye miya ji ko? Abe kutte, bolna tha na pehle! Ab teri turn khatam. Ab dekh main aur Tinku tere sath kya karte hain. Tune apni malkin ke hothon ki maang karke gunah kiya hai, ab iska harjana bhugatne ke liye taiyaar reh."

Doosra Round:

Doosri baar Isha ne bottle ghumayi aur is baar winner Tinku bana. Tinku ke hothon par ek darindgi bhari muskurahat thi. Usne Isha ki taraf dekha aur phir Lucky ki taraf.

"Isha darling, mera dare ye hai... ki tum lucky ko french kiss dogi but but rule ye he ki abhi isi waqt mere is khade huye auzar ko apne munh me logi .. aur phir, bina apna munh saaf kiye, wahi mardana ras apne hothon mein bhar kar is namard Lucky ko ek lambi 'French Kiss' dogi. Mujhe dekhna hai ki ye kutta apne malik ka ras apni biwi ke munh se kaise pita hai."

Lucky ka rang safed pad gaya. "Nahi... nahi Tinku bhai, ye nahi... malkin please..."

Isha ne ek zordaar thappad Lucky ke munh par mara. "Chup kamine! Dare mana kiya toh yaad hai na? Nanga hotel ka chakkar! Chal, ab chup-chaap baith aur dekh ki ek asli mard ka swad kaisa hota hai."

Isha ne Tinku ka bathrobe khola. Uska 8-inch ka hathyar nahaane ke baad aur bhi zyada tan gaya tha. Isha niche baithi aur deewangi mein Tinku ka lund chusne lagi. Wo itni zor se 'Gulp-Gulp' ki awaazein nikal rahi thi ki Lucky ka dil phat raha tha. Isha Tinku ke lund ko apni zabaan se poora geela kar rahi thi, uske har ek hisse ko chus kar usme apna thook aur Tinku ka pre-cum mix kar rahi rahi thi.

Jab Tinku ka lund poori tarah chamakne laga, Isha khadi hui. Uske hothon par safed, chipchipa thook laga hua tha.

"Aa ja Lucky... tera 'French Kiss' ka sapna poora karne ka waqt aa gaya hai," Isha ne Lucky ke baal pakde aur use apni taraf khincha.

Isha ne apne hoth Lucky ke hothon par daba diye. Ye kiss nahi thi, balki zeher ulatne jaisa tha. Isha ne apni zabaan Lucky ke munh ke andar ghusa di aur Tinku ke lund se nikla hua wo namkeen ras, apna dher saara thook aur gandagi Lucky ke gale ke niche utarne lagi. Lucky ko ulti aa rahi thi, usme se sadi hui aur namkeen boo aa rahi thi, par Isha ne uska munh kas ke pakda hua tha.

"Pee ja isko kamine! Yehi hai teri aukaat! Apni biwi ke munh se dusre mard ka ras pina hi teri kismat hai," Isha ne kiss ke beech mein hi gandi gaaliyan dete huye kaha.

Teesra Round:

Game ab aur bhi ghinona hota ja raha tha. Agli baar bottle phir se Isha par ruki.

"Tinku baby, mera dare tumhare liye nahi, is kachre ke dher ke liye hai," Isha ne Lucky ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi apna munh saaf karne ki koshish kar raha tha.

"Lucky, tu abhi nanga hoga aur mere pairon ke paas 'Doggy style' mein khada hoga. Me tere upar baithu gi aur tu mujhe poore kamre mein ghuma-ghuma kar 'Sawaari' karwayega. Aur sun, har ek kadam par tujhe bhonkna padega: 'Main Isha Malkin ka paltoo kutta hoon aur Tinku mera malik hai'. Or me pure room me Farsh pr thuku gi tu wo thuk bhi apni jivan se saf karte jye ga Agar tu thaka ya gira, toh Tinku apne jooton se tera chehra kuchal dega."

Lucky ne rote huye kapde utaare. Wo nanga hokar farsh par jhuk gaya. Isha uski peeth par sawar ho gayi Isha ka wajan Lucky ki haddiyon ko tod raha tha. Our website is your premier destination for high-quality Indian Femdom fiction.

"Chal kutte bhonk aur chal!" Isha ne Lucky ke kaan khinchte huye kaha.

Lucky nanga farsh par reng raha tha, "Bhau-Bhau! Main Isha ka paltoo kutta hoon... Main Tinku ka gulam hoon..."

Isha ye nazaara dekh kar deewangi mein has rahi thi. Wo beech-beech mein Lucky ki nangi gaand par apne nails se noch rhi thi or jagha jagha thuk kr usse chatne pr majbur kr rhi thi

"Dekho Tinku, ye janwar kitni achi sawaari de raha hai. Iska honeymoon toh safal ho gaya," Isha ne haste huye kaha.

Next dare

Game ka next round shuru hua aur winner phir se Tinku bana. Tinku ne Isha ko apne paas bulaya aur uske kaan mein kuch kaha. Isha ki aankhein chamak uthi.

"Lucky, niche let ja!" Tinku ne dahadte huye kaha.Lucky let gaya. Tinku ne Isha ko hukum diya, "Isha, iske munh par apni nangi gaand rakh kar baith ja. Aur Lucky, tera dare ye hai ki jab Isha tere munh par baitegi, tujhe apni zabaan se uski gaand ke ched (hole) ko tab tak chatna hai jab tak Isha 'discharge' na ho jaye. Aur agar tune ek pal ke liye bhi zabaan roki, toh me apna lund tere munh mein thons dega."

Isha ne apna bathrobe utaar kar fenk diya. Wo poori nangi thi. Wo sidhe Lucky ke chehre par sawar ho gayi. Uska poora wajan Lucky ke naak aur munh par tha. Lucky ka dam ghut raha tha, par wo apni zabaan se Isha ki gaand ke us gande ched ko chaatne laga. Use waha se sadi hui aur paseene ki badboo aa rahi thi, par wo majboor tha.

Upar Tinku Isha ke boobs ke sath khel raha tha aur uske hothon ko kat raha tha. "Chaat harami! Apni malkin ko sukoon de!"

Isha maze mein cheekhne lagi, "Ahhh... haan wahi... chat kutte... teri zabaan hi meri gaand saaf karne ke liye bani hai... mmm Tinku... mujhe discharge karo!"

Isha ka shareer kaanpane laga aur usne Lucky ke chehre par hi apna garam discharge aur gandagi chhod di. Lucky ka chehra ab kisi dustbin jaisa lag raha tha—Tinku ka thook, Isha ka discharge aur farsh ki mitti.

Isha khadi hui aur Lucky ke nange jism par ek laat maari. "Dare khatam kutte!

Isha ne sofa par baith kar apne bathrobe ki belt thodi dheeli ki, jisse uske gora badan aur paseene se chamakti hui chhaati ka ubhaar saaf dikhne laga. Tinku ne Lucky ki nangi peeth par apna pair rakha aur ek zordaar dabav diya.

"Isha darling, ye 'Truth and Dare' ka silsila rukna nahi chahiye. Abhi toh is kutte ki rooh mein aur gehra utarna baaki hai," Tinku ne hawas bhari awaaz mein kaha.

Isha ne bottle ghumayi. Bottle ka munh is baar phir Tinku ki taraf ruka. Tinku winner tha. Usne ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath Isha ki taraf dekha.

"Isha, mera dare tere liye hai... par ise pura karega ye gulam. Ja bathroom mein, wahan jo tere kal ke sweaty gym socks aur abhi ki utri hui geeli panty padi hai, unhe utha laa."

Isha haste huye uthi aur bathroom se wo gandagi utha layi. Uske safed socks ab kaale pad chuke the aur unme se sadi hui namkeen boo aa rahi thi. Uske haath mein uski wo panty thi jo abhi bhi uske pussy ras aur Tinku ke maal se poori tarah bheegi aur chip-chipi thi.

Tinku ne Lucky ka sar pakad kar peeche ki taraf jhukaya, uska munh zabardasti khulwa diya. "Abe kutte, apni malkin ki mehnat ka arq pee! Ye teri 'Cold Drink' hai."

Isha ne pehle wo sado huye kaale socks Lucky ke munh ke upar rakhe. Unme itna paseena tha ki jab Isha ne unhe poore zor se nichoda (squeeze kiya), toh namkeen aur sadi hui boondon ki ek dhaar Lucky ke gale mein utarne lagi. Lucky ka dum ghut raha tha, usne ulti karne ki koshish ki, par Isha ne turant apni wo geeli, chip-chipi panty uske munh ke upar rakh di.

"Pee ja harami! Isme mera aur Tinku ka milan chupa hai," Isha ne panty ko poore zor se matora. Usme se Tinku ka gaadha maal aur Isha ka pussy juice nichod kar sidhe Lucky ke dantron (teeth) ke beech se hota hua uske gale tak pahunch gaya.

Lucky ki aankhein phatne ko ho gayi. Uska munh is waqt duniya ki sabse gandi jagah ban chuka tha. Isha ne wo sadi hui panty Lucky ke munh mein thons di aur kaha, "Iska poora swad le... jab tak main agla dare na de doon, ye tere muh ke andar hi rehni chahiye."

Next dare

Isha ne bottle phir ghumayi aur is baar wo khud winner bani. Usne Tinku ke haath se ek jalta hua cigarette liya.

"Tinku baby, mera dare ye hai ki ye kutta ab hamara 'Ashtray' banega. Par normal ashtray nahi."

Isha ne Lucky ko 'Bridge' banne ka order diya—wo apne hath aur pairon par ulta leta tha, uska pait aur nabhi (navel) upar ki taraf tana hua tha. Isha ne uski nabhi mein Tinku ka thoda sa thook dala aur phir apne jale huye cigarette ki raakh sidhe uski nabhi mein jhatakne lagi.

"Dekh Tinku, iski skin kaise garam raakh se jal rahi hai," Isha ne Lucky ke pait par apne pair ka angutha zor se ragda jahan garam raakh giri thi. Lucky dard se karahne laga par Isha ne uske munh mein wo gandi panty aur gehra thons di.

"Chup kamine! Hamari mehnat ki raakh ko apne shareer par mehsoos kar. Teri khaal sirf isliye bani hai taaki hum apna kachra is par phenk sakein." Tinku ne bhi apne cigarette ki raakh Lucky ke nange badan par har jagah jhatak di, jaise wo koi dustbin ho.

Next Dare

Agla round Tinku ne jeeta. Usne ek katori mein bacha hua thanda protein shake liya or Isha ne usme apne munh ka gaadha thook mila diya.

"Isha, mera dare ye hai... ki tum is mixture ko apni gaand (ass) ke upar dalo, aur ye kutta use bina hath lagaye sirf apni zabaan se poora saaf karega."

Isha bed par doggy style mein jhuk gayi. Tinku ne wo ganda, thook se bhara mixture Isha ki gaand ke ched aur uske goro jhangon par ulat diya.

"Chal kutte! Chaat isko! Agar ek boond bhi floor par giri toh main tera lund kaat kar tere hi munh mein thons dungi," Isha ne dahadte huye kaha. Your journey into Indian Femdom begins with the stories on our site.

Lucky ghutno ke bal rengta hua gaya. Wo mixture uski zabaan ko jala raha tha, par Isha ki gaand ki wo paseene wali badboo aur thook use nigalna hi tha. Wo apni zabaan se Isha ki gaand ke har ek mod ko chat-chat kar chamka raha tha. Isha maze mein 'Ahhh-Ahhh' kar rahi thi.

"Zor se chaat harami... apni malkin ki gaand ko bilkul geela kar de. Teri zabaan ka yahi ek maksad hai." Tinku ne peeche se Lucky ki gaand par laat maari, "Tez chal... malik ka intezaar khatam ho raha hai."

 Dare 4:

Isha phir se winner bani. Uske sar par zillat ka bhoot sawar tha.

"Tinku baby, humne isse sab kuch karwa liya... par ab main chahti hoon ki ye dekhe ki ek asli mard meri narm galiyon ka kaise istemal karta hai, par ek twist ke saath."

Isha ne Lucky ko bed ke bilkul niche, jahan unka sir hota hai, wahan leta diya. Lucky ka chehra upar ki taraf tha. Tinku ne Isha ko uthaya aur Lucky ke chehre ke bilkul upar bed par 'Missionary' position mein rakh diya.

"Lucky, tu niche se dekhega jab Tinku apna 8-inch ka hathyar mere andar dalega. Teri naak ke bilkul upar hamara milan hoga. Har dhakke ke saath mera jo paseena aur Tinku ka jo thook niche girega, wo sidhe tere khule huye munh aur aankhon mein jana chahiye."

Tinku ne apna mota lund Isha ki pussy mein ek hi jhatke mein utaar diya. Isha zor se cheekhi aur uski cheekh ki goonj Lucky ke kaano mein hathode ki tarah lagi. Tinku itni tezi se dhakke maar raha tha ki bed hil raha tha. Isha ka poora badan paseene se bheeg gaya aur wo paseena boond-boond karke Lucky ke chehre par tapakne laga.

Lucky dekh raha tha ki kaise uski biwi ka badan kisi aur mard ke niche machal raha hai. Tinku ka lund jab bahar nikalta aur andar jata, toh pussy ke ras ki pichkariyan sidhe Lucky ki aankhon mein gir rahi thi.

"Dekh kutte! Dekh mardangi kya hoti hai! Teri aankhon mein mera ras ja raha hai... yehi tera inaam hai!" Isha deewangi mein chillayi.

Jab Tinku discharge hone wala tha, Isha ne use roka. "Nahi baby, abhi nahi. Ise aakhri dare pura karne do."

Isha uthi aur Lucky ke chehre par apni nangi gaand rakh kar baith gayi. Usne Lucky se kaha, "Ab sun... main aur Tinku dono apna dher saara thook tere munh mein jama karenge. Tujhe use nigalna nahi hai. Tujhe us thook ko apne munh mein hold karna hai jab tak Tinku apna maal tere chehre par na gira de."

Isha aur Tinku ne bari-bari se Lucky ke khule munh mein dher saara gaadha thook bhara. Lucky ka munh unke lalaar se bhar gaya tha, wo saans nahi le paa raha tha.

Tabhi Tinku ne apna 8-inch ka lund Lucky ke un thook se bhare hothon ke paas laya. "Ab pee ja sab kuch!"

Tinku ne ek zordaar jhatka maara aur uski pichkariyan Lucky ke munh ke andar, unke thook ke saath mix hokar girne lagi. Lucky ne wo ganda, gaadha aur chipchipa mixture—Tinku ka maal, Isha ka thook aur Tinku ka lalaar—sab ek saath nigal liya.

Isha zor-zor se hasne lagi. "Mubarak ho Lucky! Tu ab poori tarah se hamara dustbin ban chuka hai. Tera pait ab hamari gandagi ka ghar hai."

Isha khadi hui aur Lucky ke muh par apni wo sadi hui panty dobara phenk di. "Ise pehen le apne chehre par! Ye tera mask hai. Hum wapis nahane ja rahe hai Aur haan... Tu bathroom me aake bhi humri seva kre ga

Isha ne Tinku ka hath pakda aur bathroom ki taraf chal di. Lucky wahi nanga, zillat mein dooba hua, apne chehre par wo gandi panty lapete pada raha. Uske paas rone ke liye aansu bhi nahi bache the, kyunki ab wo sirf ek 'gulam' tha, jiski kismat sirf apne malkin aur uske yaar ki khidmat karna hi reh gaya tha.

Thodi der baad Isha ki awaj aayi or lucky ko Bathroom ke pass bulya jese hi Lucky Bathroom pass pucha Bathroom ka darwaza khula aur andar ki thandi tiles par Lucky ko 'doggy style' mein khada kar diya gaya. Isha ne ek damkaati hui muskurahat ke saath apna bathrobe utaar kar fenk diya. Uska nanga, paseene se chamakta badan ab Lucky ki aankhon ke samne tha, par wo pyaar ke liye nahi, balki nafrat aur zillat ke liye tha. Tinku ne bhi apna towel hata diya aur uska wo 8-inch ka bhari-bharkam hathyar Lucky ke chehre ke paas lehra raha tha.

"Sun be kutte," Isha ne apni robili awaaz mein kaha, usne shower on kiya aur garam paani uske badan par girne laga. "Humein nahaane ke liye kisi sponge ya scrubber ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aaj tu hamara scrubber banega. Teri ye gandi zabaan aur tera ye chehra hamari body ko saaf karega."

Isha ne Lucky ka sar pakda aur use apne nange pairon ke paas jhuka diya. "Pehle mere talve saaf kar. In jooton ki mitti aur paseene ko chaat kar chamka de. Ek boond bhi gandagi rahi toh main teri zabaan par garam paani daal dungi."

Lucky ne rote huye apni zabaan nikaali aur Isha ke un namkeen, paseene se chip-chipe talvon ko chaatna shuru kiya. Isha ne apna poora wajan Lucky ke munh par daal diya, uski ungliyon ko uske halak (throat) tak dhakel rahi thi.

"Mmm... dekh Tinku, ye kaise meri gandagi ko kisi pakwan ki tarah kha raha hai. Ise hamari ghulami ka nasha chadh gaya hai," Isha ne maze mein kaha. Our site offers a unique perspective on Indian Femdom storytelling.

Tinku ne Lucky ko jhatke se uthaya aur use Isha aur apne beech mein khada kar diya. Shower ka paani un teeno par gir raha tha, par Lucky ke liye wo paani saaf nahi, balki un dono ke badan se utarti hui gandagi ka zariya tha.

"Isha darling, iski asli duty toh ab shuru hoti hai," Tinku ne shaitani se kaha. "Lucky, ab tu meri aur Isha ki 'Private Cleaning' karega.

Isha itne me usko order deti he chl meri pussy saaf kar. Tinku ka jitna bhi maal mere andar gaya hai, wo sab nikaal kar pee ja. Ek boond bhi bahar nahi girni chahiye."

Isha ne apni taangein Lucky ke kandhon par rakh di aur use apni pussy ke bilkul paas dabaya. Lucky ko Isha ke shareer ki wo teekhi smell aur Tinku ke maal ki badboo ek saath mehsoos ho rahi thi. Wo apni zabaan Isha ke andar tak daal kar us safed maal ko chaat-chaat kar bahar nikaal raha tha.

"Ahhh... haan... chat kutte... poora andar tak saaf kar de... mera pait bilkul halka hona chahiye teri is gulam zabaan se," Isha moan kar rahi thi, jabki Tinku Lucky ki peeth par thook raha tha.

Shower ke niche khade-khade Isha ko ek behad ganda khayal aaya. Usne Tinku ki taraf dekha aur dono ne ek-doosre ko ishara kiya.

"Lucky, munh khol poora!" Isha ne chillakar kaha.

Lucky ne darte-dharte apna munh khola. Isha uske bilkul upar khadi ho gayi. "Tujhe bahut pyaas lagi hogi na hamara kaam karte-karte? Le... apni malkin ka 'Golden Nectar' pee."

Isha ne Lucky ke khule huye munh mein sidhe peshab (urinate) karna shuru kar diya. Garam, peela aur namkeen dhaar Lucky ke gale ke niche utarne lagi. Lucky ne choke kiya, usne bahar nikaalne ki koshish ki, par Tinku ne uska gala kas ke pakad liya.

"Nigal isko! Ye teri 'Honeymoon Drink' hai harami! Apni malkin ka moot peena tere liye garv ki baat honi chahiye," Tinku ne haste huye kaha.

Isha ne poora peshab Lucky ke munh aur chehre par kar diya. Lucky ka chehra ab kisi naali jaisa lag raha tha. Uske baal, uski aankhein sab Isha ki gandagi se bhig chuki thi.

"Dekh Tinku, iska chehra kitna chamak raha hai ab," Isha ne Lucky ke chehre par laat maari. Thodi der baad

Isha aur Tinku ne shower band kiya. Lucky wahi bheege huye farsh par pada tha, uska shareer kaanp raha tha. Isha ne apna bathrobe dobara pehna par usne apne pair saaf nahi kiye.

"Lucky, mere pair abhi bhi geele hain. Inhe apni zabaan se sukha (dry) kar. Ek boond bhi paani nahi rehna chahiye, warna main tere upar garam coffee ulat dungi."

Lucky ne rote-rote Isha ke bheege huye pairon ko chaat-chaat kar sukhaya. Isha ne uske chehre par apna pair ragda, jaise wo koi 'Doormat' ho.

"Perfect! Tu sach mein ek trained puppy ban gaya hai Lucky. Tera asli talent yahi tha—insaan banna tere bas ki baat nahi thi."

Tinku ne Lucky ko ghasit-te huye bathroom se bahar nikala. "Chal, ab room saaf kar aur hamara intezaar kar.

Isha aur Tinku haste huye suite mein chale gaye, aur Lucky wahi bathroom ki tiles par apni zillat ke aansu peeta raha, uska poora wajood ab sirf un dono ki gandagi saaf karne wala ek 'Human Tool' ban chuka tha. Uske baad Isha or Tinku bhar ghumne jaane ka plan bana te he Isha lucky ko bolti he

"Sun be kutte," Isha ne apni chashma lagate huye kaha. Usne ek behad 'skimpy' aur 'string' wali neon pink bikini pehni thi, jo uske jism ke nange-pan ko chhupane ke bajaye dikha rahi thi. Tinku ne sirf ek beach short pehna tha, uska 8-inch ka hathyar us kapde ke andar se bhi ek bhayankar ubhaar bana raha tha.

"Hum beach par ja rahe hain. Tu hamara bag uthayega, hamari chappal uthayega, aur wahan 'Public' mein hamari khidmat karega. Par ek twist hai... tu kapde nahi pehnega. Tu sirf ek patli si, phati hui 'G-string' pehnega jis par likha hoga: 'Isha's Property'. Aur tere gale mein ye patta (collar) rahega."

Lucky ki rooh kaanp gayi. "Malkin... bahar log honge... please... koi dekh lega..."

Chattak!

Isha ne ek karara thappad Lucky ke munh par mara. "Abe harami! Teri aukaat ab logon ke samne aane ki hi hai. Tu ek 'Exhibitionist Pet' hai mera. Chal, ye collar pehen aur niche jhuk!"

Resort ki lobby se lekar beach tak ka rasta Lucky ke liye maut jaisa tha. Wo nanga tha, sirf ek patli si dori uske badan par thi, uske gale mein patta tha jiski chain Isha ne apne hath mein pakdi hui thi. Usne dono hathon mein bhari beach bags uthaye huye the aur dono bagal mein do bade umbrellas (chhata).

Hotel ke staff aur wahan maujood tourists use hairat aur ghin se dekh rahe the. Kuch log has rahe the, toh kuch uski 'G-string' par likha hua padh kar Isha aur Tinku ki mardangi aur malkiyat ki tareef kar rahe the.

"Dekho Tinku baby, ye kaise sharm se laal ho raha hai," Isha ne zor se kaha taaki sab sunein. "Isko lagta tha ye mard hai, par aaj poori duniya dekh rahi hai ki ye sirf meri joote saaf karne wala ek kutta hai. Chal kutte, tez chal! Malkin ko dhoop lag rahi hai."

Isha ne chain ko ek jhatka diya, jisse Lucky ka dum ghut gaya aur wo farsh par gir pada. Sabke samne uski nangi gaand aur uska wo chota sa 'namard' auzar numaya ho gaya. Tinku ne wahi sabke samne Lucky ki peeth par apna pair rakha.

"Uth kamine! Public mein apni malkin ko intezaar karwayega? Sabko dikha ki tu kitna bada gulam hai."

Beach par pahunchte hi Isha ne ek sun-lounger par aaram se letne ka faisla kiya. Ret garam thi, par Lucky ke liye saza abhi baaki thi.

"Lucky, niche let ja ret par," Isha ne hukum diya. "Garam ret hai toh kya hua? Tera jism meri chappalon se zyada keemti nahi hai. Let ja pet ke bal!"

Lucky garam ret par let gaya, uski khaal jal rahi thi. Isha ne apni dono chappal utaari aur sidhe Lucky ki nangi peeth par rakh di. Wo Lucky ke upar apni dono taangein faila kar baith gayi, jaise wo koi furniture ho.

"Ahhh... kitna sukoon hai," Isha ne Tinku ki taraf dekhte huye kaha. Tinku ne ek thandi beer ki bottle kholi aur uska thoda sa jhaag Lucky ki nangi gaand par gira diya.

"Le kutte, thodi thandak le le," Tinku ne haste huye kaha. "Isha, dekho wahan log photo khinch rahe hain. Iska tamasha toh international ho gaya." From subtle to extreme, explore every facet of Indian Femdom on our website.

Wahan maujood kuch firangi (foreigners) paas aaye. Ek aadmi ne pucha, "Is he a real person or a prop?"

Isha ne Lucky ke baal khinche aur uska chehra upar uthaya. "He's my pet. A failed man who loves to be treated like a dog. Isn't it, Lucky? Bhonk kar batao in logon ko!"

Lucky ne rote huye, sabke samne, un logon ke pairon ke paas bhonka, "Bhau... Bhau... I am Isha's property... I am a loser..."

Dhoop tez ho rahi thi. Isha ne Lucky ko apne paas bulaya.

"Lucky, ab meri poori body par sunscreen lagao. Par hath se nahi... apni zabaan se. Mujhe lagna chahiye ki meri malkiyat meri khaal ke har ek chhed mein jazb ho rahi hai."

Isha ne dher saara sunscreen lotion apni thighs, apne boobs ke beech aur apni pussy ke kinaron par ulat diya. "Laga isko! Poori body chamka de meri apni zabaan se. Aur yaad rakh, agar tune ek boond bhi lotion ki zaya (waste) ki, toh main tera lund is garam ret mein daba dungi."

Lucky ne sabke samne, saikdon logon ki nazron ke niche, apni biwi ke nange jism ko chaatna shuru kiya. Wo sunscreen ka swad kadwa aur ganda tha, par use Isha ke paseene aur samundar ke namak ke saath mix karke chaatna pad raha tha.

Tinku ne dekha ki kuch ladkiyan dekh rahi hain, toh usne Lucky ko aur zaleel kiya. "Abe kutte, malkin ki pussy ke paas thoda zyada lotion hai. Wahan apni zabaan poori andar daal kar saaf kar. Sabko dikhna chahiye ki teri biwi ka asli malik kaun hai."

Lucky ne wahi kiya. Wo apni zabaan se Isha ki bikini ke kinaron ko geela kar raha tha, jabki Isha maze mein moan kar rahi thi, "Ohhh... yes... chat kutte... sabke samne dikha ki tu mera gulam hai. Teri mardangi ka janaza nikal chuka hai."

Thodi der baad wo Restaurant puch te he Restaurant ke waiter ne darte-dharte unhe ek kone wali table di. Isha ne Lucky ki chain ko ek jhatka diya aur chillakar kaha, "Niche ghus kamine! Table ke niche apni jagah le aur ek dum pathar ki tarah jam ja."

Lucky ko ghutno ke bal table ke niche ghusne par majboor kiya gaya. Isha ne apni mehnge heels utari aur apne nange, ret se bhare huye pair sidhe Lucky ki nangi chhati (chest) aur pait par jama diye. Tinku ne bhi apne bhari joote Lucky ke kandhon par rakh diye.

"Ahhh... Tinku baby, is gulam ki khaal par pair rakh kar baithne ka maza hi kuch aur hai," Isha ne menu card dekhte huye kaha. "Lucky, sun... agar tere hilne se meri chair hili ya Tinku ka balance bigda, toh main sabke samne tere lund par garam soup ulat dungi."

Isha ne 'Spicy Seafood' aur 'Sticky Rice' order kiya. Jab khana aaya, toh zillat ka agla level shuru hua. Isha jaan-boojhkar apne hothon par sauce laga rahi thi aur phir niche jhuk kar Lucky ka chehra upar khinchti.

"Look at this puppy, Tinku. Ye kitna bhooka lag raha hai," Isha ne haste huye kaha. Usne ek crab ki haddi (shell) jisme thoda sa jhootha guda bacha tha, use Lucky ke munh ke paas laya. "Chaat isko! Aur dekh, mere hothon par thoda sauce gir gaya hai... apni zabaan nikal aur mere hothon aur chhibuk (chin) ko chaat kar saaf kar. Ek boond bhi napkin par nahi jani chahiye. Tu hi mera 'Live Napkin' hai."

Lucky ne sabke samne, table ke niche se apna munh bahar nikala aur apni biwi ke jhoothe hothon ko chaatne laga. Wo sauce teekha tha aur Isha ke thook se mila hua tha, par Lucky ko use kisi amrit ki tarah chatna pada.

Tinku ne apna 'Sticky Rice' ka luqma liya aur thoda sa chaba kar Lucky ke chehre par thook diya. "Ye le tera lunch! Chaba isko... apni malkin ki jhooth khana hi teri kismat hai."

Isha ne ek thandi beer aur Tinku ne ek 'Spiced Cocktail' mangwaya. Isha ne Lucky ko order diya ki wo apna munh poora khol kar upar ki taraf rakhe.

"Tujhe pyaas lagi hogi na kutte?" Isha ne apni beer ki bottle se ek ghoont bhara, use apne munh mein thodi der ghuma kar ganda kiya, aur phir sidhe Lucky ke khule huye munh mein ulat diya. "Ye meri 'Special Beer' hai. Isme meri thook aur mere jism ki garmi hai. Nigal ja isko!"

Isha ko mehsus hua ki uske pairon par thodi ret lag gayi hai khate-khate. Usne Lucky ka sar apni thighs ke beech daba diya.

"Kutte! Meri pussy ke paas thoda paseena aur ret aa gayi hai. Is garam dhoop mein meri skin chip-chipi ho rahi hai. Apni zabaan se poori clean kar! Sabke samne dikha ki tu meri nangi khaal ka kitna bada gulam hai."

Lucky ne restaurant mein baithe darjanon logon ke samne apni biwi ki bikini ke kinaron ko chaatna shuru kiya. Isha maze mein zor se moan kar rahi thi, "Aahhh... yes... chat gulam... poora andar tak... Tinku baby, dekho ye kitni safai se meri 'Cleaning' kar raha hai."

Tinku ne Lucky ki nangi gaand par thappad maara jiski awaaz poore restaurant mein gunji. "Good boy! Ab meri chappalon ko apni zabaan se chamka de. Ek bhi mitti ka kan (particle) nahi rehna chahiye." Ye sb krne me pura din nikl gaya tha

sham dhal rahi thi, aur us dhalte suraj ki lali mein Lucky ka naseeb bhi hamesha ke liye kala hone wala tha. Tinku gym mein apna mardana shareer nikhhaarne gaya tha, taaki raat ko Isha ki narm galiyon ko aur zor se raund sake. Isha ne Lucky ko chain se khincha aur suite ke andar le aayi.

"Chal kutte, packing shuru kar. Kal humein nikalna hai," Isha ne bed par ek malkin ki tarah baithte huye kaha. Lucky nanga hi farsh par baith gaya aur suitcase kholne laga. Wo Isha ki sadi hui panty aur Tinku ke gande socks ko dhang se rakh raha tha, jaise wo koi keemti gahne hon.

Achanak Isha ne ek gehri saans li aur Lucky ki taraf nafrat se dekha. "Sun Lucky, main bahut soch chuki hoon. Vietnam se wapas jaate hi main tujhse talaaq (divorce) lungi. Mujhe tere jaise bejaan aur namard insaan ke saath apni jawani barbaad nahi karni."

Lucky ke hath se suitcase chhoot gaya. Uske hosh ud gaye. "Nahi malkin... please... aisa mat kahiye. Main barbaad ho jaunga."

"Chup kar!" Isha chillayi. "Talaaq ke baad main poori society ko bata dungi ki tu namard hai. Wo video jo maine banayi hai na, jisme tu mere aur Tinku ke talve chaat raha hai, wo tere maa-baap aur tere office ke group mein bhej dungi. Sabko pata chalna chahiye ki tu mard nahi, mardangi ke naam par ek kalank hai. Mujhe Tinku jaisa mard chahiye jo mujhe ragad-ragad kar satisfy kare, jo mujhe mard hone ka ehsas dilaye."

Lucky ke chehre par maut jaisi safedi chha gayi. Wo rone laga aur Isha ke pairon mein gir gaya. "Nahi Isha, please! Main tumhari har baat manunga. Jo bologi waisa karunga. Agar tumne ye sab kiya toh main kahin munh dikhane layak nahi rahunga. Meri family pehle hi hamare khilaaf thi, wo mujhe jeete ji maar denge. Please bheenkh mangta hoon... talaaq mat do."

Isha ke hothon par ek shaitani muskurahat aayi. Yahi toh wo chahti thi—Lucky ko poori tarah tod dena.

"Hmm... toh tu mere pairon ki dhool bankar rehna chahta hai?" Isha ne uska sar apne pairon se niche dabaya. "Theek hai, mujhe talaaq dekar waise bhi kya milega? Agar tu mera paltu kutta bankar rehne ko taiyaar hai, toh main is rishte ko ek ghinoni shart par barkaraar rakh sakti hoon."

Lucky ne rote huye unke pairon ko chooma. "Haan malkin! Main kutta bankar rahunga. Main aapka gulam banunga. Bas divorce mat lijiye."

"Toh sun shartein," Isha ne rob se kaha. "Wapas jaate hi hum tere gharwalo se saara rishta tod denge. Mujhe unka interference nahi chahiye. Hum akele rahenge. Dusri baat, teri poori salary mere hath mein hogi. Tu din-raat paise kamaayega taaki main aur Tinku aish kar sakein. Tujhe har mahine sirf pocket money milegi... aur tu mujhse kabhi nahi puchega ki main kahan ja rahi hoon ya kiske saath so rahi hoon. Kyunki tu ek kutta hai, aur kutte sawal nahi karte."

Lucky ne sar jhukakar kaha, "Manzoor hai malkin."

Tabhi darwaza khula aur Tinku gym se workout karke lauta. Uska badan paseene se chamak raha tha. Isha ne use sab bataya. Tinku zor se hasa.

"Toh ye gulam banne ko taiyaar hai?" Tinku ne Lucky ki nangi gaand par laat mari.

Isha ne kaha, "Tinku baby, maine ise kaha hai ki mujhe tumhari zaroorat ghar par bhi padegi. Ab ye toh mujhe satisfy kar nahi sakta, toh tumhe hamare saath rehna hoga."

Tinku ne Lucky ki taraf dekha. "Dekh Lucky, main tere ghar shift ho sakta hoon. Waise bhi mujhe flat ka rent dena pasand nahi. Main tere ghar mein permanent shift ho jaunga. Par meri shart hai... saf-safai, khana banana aur meri khidmat tu karega. Jab main aur Isha bed par maze karenge, tu darwaze ke bahar baith kar pahra dega ya phir niche farsh par baith kar hamara tamasha dekhega. Aur haan, tere ghar mein ab mard sirf main hoon. Tu srf ek paltu janwar hai."

Lucky ki aankhon mein aansu dabdaba gaye, par uske paas koi raasta nahi tha. "Theek hai Tinku bhai... aap hamare saath rahiye. Main aapki har sewa karunga."

Isha ne Lucky ka chehra upar khincha. "Samjha kamine? Ab se humara ek 'Happy Family' setup hoga. Main malkin, Tinku malik, aur tu hamara 'Domestic Pet'. Kal Vietnam se nikalte hi teri purani zindagi khatam aur teri gulami ka naya chapter shuru."

Isha ne Tinku ka hath pakda aur use bed par khinch liya. "Ab packing baad mein karna kutte. Pehle yahan niche baith kar hamara 'Live Show' dekh aur seekh ki mard kaise kaam karte hain."

Lucky nanga wahi farsh par baith gaya, apni hi biwi ko kisi aur mard ki bahon mein jaate huye dekhne ke liye, ye jante huye ki ab se yahi uski niyati hai.