Isha aur Lucky ki shadi ki pehli raat ka bhayanak sach. Dekhiye kaise ek dominant bride ne apne pati ki namardangi ka mazaak udaya aur use apna gulam bana liya. Read this intense desi femdom story now!

Ye story he isha or lucky ki ek chhoti si city mein do log rehte the – Isha aur Lucky. Yeh dono abhi shaadi ke bandhan mein bandh ne wale the , aur yeh shaadi unki families ne arrange kra ne wale the thi. Par is shaadi ke peeche ek lambi kahani thi, jo unke past se judi hui thi. Chalo, shuru se bataate hain. you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Isha, ek bahut hi bigdi hui ladki thi. College ke time se hi uska nature aisa tha – full masti, party, aur freedom. Wo college mein bahut popular thi, kyunki uski looks killer thi. Lamba height, fair skin, sharp features, aur wo confident walk jo sabko attract karti thi. Par yeh confidence ke saath uska dominant side bhi tha. Wo apni marzi ki malkin thi, kisi ki sunti nahi. College days mein uske bohot saare boyfriends the – kam se kam 4-5 toh pakke. Aur un sab ke saath uska full-on relationship tha, including intimate moments. Matlab, sex toh uske liye normal cheez thi. Wo enjoy karti thi apni life ko, without any regrets. Abhi bhi uska ek current boyfriend tha – ek gym trainer, jo bahut hot aur muscular tha. Isha usi se shaadi karna chahti thi, kyunki unka bond strong tha. Par problem yeh thi ki wo trainer abhi successful nahi hua tha. Paise ki kami, career mein struggle – toh shaadi ke liye ready nahi. Aur Isha ki age ho rahi thi, 25-26 ki ho chuki thi. Family ka pressure badhta ja raha tha – "Beta, ab settle ho jao, shaadi kar lo." Isliye, majboori mein usne haan kar di.

Dusri taraf tha Lucky. Wo ek average looking ladka tha – na zyada handsome, na ugly. Medium height, fit body, gym jaata tha thoda bahut, par koi bodybuilder nahi. Uska nature bilkul shant aur serious tha. Hamesha soch samajh ke bolta, kam words mein baat khatam. Uska friend circle bahut bada aur acha tha – dost log parties karte, ghumte, movies dekhte. Lucky ne bhi apni life ke bohot maze liye the – trips, adventures, aur haan, romance bhi. Par uski sirf ek hi girlfriend thi, wo bhi long distance mein. Kabhi kabhi milte the, weekends pe ya vacations mein. Unka relationship sweet tha, par itna intense nahi jitna Isha ke. Lucky ko arrange marriage ka idea pasand tha, kyunki wo family-oriented banda tha. Sochta tha ki parents jo choose karenge, wo sahi hoga.

Ab families ne baat ki. Dono taraf se rishta aaya, photos exchange hue, horoscopes match kiye gaye. Sab kuch perfect lag raha tha. Pehli meeting fix hui – ek fancy cafe mein. Isha wahan aayi, full makeup mein, stylish dress pehen ke. Lucky ko dekh kar uska interest normal hi tha. Soch rahi thi, "Yeh toh average hai, mera boyfriend jitna hot nahi. Par chalo, shaadi toh karni hi hai, life set ho jayegi. Job hai, ghar hai, stability milegi." Wo bas formal baatein ki – job, hobbies, future plans. Koi excitement nahi uske chehre pe.

Par Lucky? Wo toh Isha ko dekhte hi khush ho gaya. Soch raha tha, "Wow, maine kabhi socha nahi tha ki arrange marriage mein itni beautiful aur confident wife milegi. Yeh toh dream come true hai!" Uska dil dhadak raha tha, excitement se. Wo thoda nervous tha, par shant reh kar baat ki. Dono ne coffee pi, thodi hasi-mazak ki, aur finally shaadi ke liye haan kar di. Isha ke liye yeh just a formality thi, par Lucky ke liye yeh life-changing moment.

Shaadi ki date finally fix ho gayi thi. Families ne sab kuch plan kar liya – venue, decorations, guests list, sab perfect. Isha ke liye yeh sab just a formality thi, par wo apne boyfriend ke saath time spend karne mein busy thi. First meeting se shaadi tak, usne Lucky se sirf 2-3 baar hi baat ki thi, wo bhi phone pe ya casual meet-ups mein. Par uska asli time toh uske gym trainer boyfriend ke saath ja raha tha. Har weekend, har free evening – wo uske saath gym jaati, dates pe, aur intimate moments share karti. Sochti thi, "Shaadi ke baad yeh sab mushkil ho jayega, abhi maze le leti hu. Lucky toh shant type hai, manage ho jayega." Ek baar toh shaadi se sirf ek hafte pehle, usne apne boyfriend ke saath full night spend ki, passionate sex kiya, aur subah ghar aayi jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Uski taraf se koi guilt nahi, bas freedom enjoy kar rahi thi.you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Dusri taraf, Lucky full excited tha. Wo roz raat ko sochta, "Isha jaise ladki mere saath? Future kitna bright hoga – ghar, bacche, trips, sab kuch." Wo apne friends se baat karta, unko batata ki kitni lucky feel kar raha hai. Office mein bhi distracted rehta, Isha ki photos dekhta, sapne bunta. Shaadi ka din aaya – grand function, baraat, phere, sab kuch. Isha dulhan ke roop mein stunning lag rahi thi, par uska mind abhi bhi uske boyfriend pe tha. Lucky toh khushi se paagal ho raha tha, soch raha, "Aaj se hum ek ho gaye."

Shaadi ke baad, honeymoon room romantic setup – candles, flowers, king-size bed. Isha pehle se room mein thi, apna makeup check kar rahi thi. Lucky door khol ke andar aaya, full excitement ke saath. Uska chehra laal tha, dil zor se dhadak raha tha. "Hey Isha, finally hum alone!" wo bola, thoda nervous smile ke saath. Isha muskurayi, par andar se zero interest. Wo bed pe baithi thi, stylish nightgown pehen ke, jo uski figure ko highlight kar raha tha. "Haan Lucky, come sit," wo boli, apni dominant voice mein.

Baat shuru hui normal – "Kaise lage shaadi ke functions? Family kaisi lagi?" Lucky excited bata raha tha apne past ke baare mein – school ke , college ke, ek girlfriend long distance mein thi, par sirf dates tak hi baat.bol ta he "Maine kabhi zyada close nahi hua kisi ke saath, waiting for the right one," wo bola innocently. Isha sun rahi thi, par pretend kar rahi thi interested hone ka. Fr Isha ne apna past share kiya lightly – "College mein bohot fun kiya, friends ke saath parties, boyfriends bhi the, but nothing serious." Asal mein usne details chhupaye, par uska confident tone Lucky ko attract kar raha tha.you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com

Baat karte karte, mood romantic hone laga. Lucky ne Isha ka haath pakda, "Tum bohot beautiful ho," bola. Isha ne hug kiya, usko apne dominant style mein khinch ke. Foreplay shuru – kisses, touches. Dono garam ho gaye. Lucky ke liye yeh sab naya tha – uski ex ke saath sirf hugs tak hi baat, kabhi intimate nahi hua. Uska body tremble kar raha tha excitement se. Isha ke liye yeh routine thi – sirf 4 din pehle hi usne apne boyfriend ke saath wild sex kiya tha, full satisfaction mili thi. Wo soch rahi thi, "Chalo, isko bhi try kar leti hu, shaadi jo ho gayi."

Finally, dono undress hone lage. Lights dim thi, music slow. Lucky ne apni shirt utari, pants, aur finally underwear niche ki. Isha ne dekha, aur shocked reh gayi. Uska tool full tight tha, erect, par size? Bilkul chhota – uski chhoti ungli se bhi chhota. Isha ki aankhen badi ho gayi, muh se awaaz nahi nikli pehle. Man hi man sochne lagi, "Oh god, yeh kya hai? Isse toh satisfaction ka S bhi nahi milega. Meri life hell ban jayegi – roz frustration, no pleasure. Boyfriend ka toh itna bada tha, yeh toh bachcho wala lag raha hai."

Phir wo bol padi, apni dominant aur humiliating tone mein. "Lucky, really? Yeh tumhara size hai? Shyad tumko kabhi real sex nahi mila abhi tak, bas sapne dekh dekh ke apne haath chalaye ho. Uska hi natija hai yeh – full active hone ke baad bhi meri chhoti ungli se bada nahi!" Wo hasi, par cruel hasi. "Arre waah, yeh toh pencil se bhi patla hai. Kya socha tha, isse ladki ko impress karoge? Yeh toh touch karne layak bhi nahi lag raha!" "Tumhare jaise ladke toh sirf porn dekh ke khush rehte hain, real mein koi ladki satisfy nahi hoti isse. Kitna cute hai yeh, jaise toy store se laya ho!" "Mujhe laga tha tum average ho, par yeh toh micro level pe hai. Kaise jee rahe ho iske saath, Lucky?

Lucky stunned tha, chehra laal ho gaya shame se. Isha rukhi nahi, "Tum kabhi kisi ke saath intimate hue hi nahi, pata hi nahi ki ladki ke liye yeh kitni zaroori hoti hai. Agar wo physically khush nahi rah payegi, toh mentally kaise rahegi? Roz frustration, mood swings, aur relationship mein fights – sab is chhote se wajah se!" "Tumhare jaise mard nahi kehte, beta. Yeh toh excuse hai life ka, ki kabhi ladki ko real pleasure nahi de paye."Mene hi shayad galti ki arrange marriage kar ke. Friends bolte the, 'Mat kar, love hi karna, wahan compatibility check hoti hai.' Shayad wo sahi the. Ab main is chhote se auzar ke saath kaise jeevan nikaalungi? Na jisme mujhe satisfy karne ka dum hai, na bacche paida karne ka – yeh toh seed bhi nahi daal payega properly!"

Isha phone uthane lagi, "Abhi mere ghar pe call karti hu. Bolti hu, 'Mummy-papa, kis namard ke saath meri shaadi karwa di? Main iske saath nahi reh paungi. Kal hi aao aur mujhe le jao, yeh shaadi nahi nibha paungi!'"

Lucky ghabra gaya, panic mode on. Soch raha tha, "Agar yeh baat room ke bahar nikli, toh main kahin ka nahi rahunga. Family ki izzat, society mein badnami – sab khatam. Shaadi is wajah se toot gayi toh zindagi barbaad." Wo jaldi se underwear upar chadhata hai, haath jod ke bolta, "Please Isha, mujhe mauka toh do. Hum is problem ko sort out kar lenge. Doctor se baat karte hain, kuch solution hoga."

Isha chillati hai, apni dominant voice mein zor se, "Kya sort out karenge? Jab cheez mujhe saamne dikh rahi hai ki nahi rah payenge khush! Tera yeh auzar mujhe bilkul khush nahi kar payega. Main nahi reh sakti iske saath. That's over, Lucky!" Wo bed se utar ke room mein ghumne lagi, gusse se.

Lucky request karta hai, "Please dheere bolo, Isha. Bahar sab guests hain, koi sun lega toh acha nahi lagega. Hum privately solve kar lenge."

Isha aur zor se chillati hai, jaise femdom queen, "Arre, unko bhi toh pata hona chahiye unke ghar kaisa namard hai! Jisse un logo ne meri shaadi karwa ke mera pura jeevan kharab kar diya. Yeh namardangi ki misaal hai – chhota sa tool, aur upar se confidence zero. Tum mard ho hi nahi, Lucky! Bas naam ka mard, real mein toh aurat se bhi kamzor he. Kaise socha tha ki isse shaadi nibha paoge? Yeh toh sharm ki baat hai, society mein bolungi sabko ki mera pati namard hai, chhote dick wala!" "Tumhare jaise log toh sirf beta male hote hain, alpha nahi. Mera boyfriend toh real mard tha, yeh toh joke lag raha hai!" Ye "Mardangi ka M bhi nahi hai tum mein, bas shant reh kar zindagi guzar rahe ho. Ab main free hu, wapas apne life mein jaungi!"

Isha rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thi, gusse se phone dial karne lagi, aur Lucky bed pe baith ke ro raha tha andar se, soch raha ki yeh nightmare kaise khatam hoga. Honeymoon ki raat, jo sapno ki thi, ab hell ban chuki thi.

Isha ka gussa ab hadd se guzar chuka tha. Wo room mein idhar-udhar ghum rahi thi, jaise koi sherni apne shikar ko ghur rahi ho. Uska chehra laal tha, aankhen aag ugal rahi thi, aur wo Lucky ko dekh kar aur bhi bhadak rahi thi. Achanak wo ruk gayi, bed ke kinare par baith gayi, apne haathon ko bed sheet par zor se dabate hue. Uski saans tez thi, jaise abhi blast hone wali ho. Lucky abhi bhi bed ke paas khada tha, apne underwear mein, shame se sar jhukaye, soch raha tha ki yeh sab kaise sambhalega. Wo jaanta tha ki agar yeh baat bahar nikli, toh uski zindagi barbaad. Family ki izzat, society mein badnami, sab kuch mitti mein mil jayega. Isliye wo dubara koshish karne laga, apni awaaz ko jitna calm rakh sake utna rakh kar.

"Please Isha, suno toh sahi," Lucky ne kaha, apne haathon ko jodte hue. "Hum isko sort out kar lenge. Mujhe mauka toh do. Yeh sabka normal size itna hi hota hai, isme kuch nayi baat nahi. Agar tumko problem hai, toh hum doctor ko dikha kar sort kar lenge. Par is baat ke liye shaadi todna, sab jagah bataana, yeh sahi nahi hai. Please, socho family ke baare mein, hamare future ke baare mein."

Isha ne usko ghoor kar dekha, jaise wo koi keeda ho. Uska dominant nature ab full on tha – wo nahi rukne wali thi. "Really? Tumko aisa lagta hai Lucky ki yeh normal size hai? Aur isse main satisfied ho jaungi? Ek second rukho!" Wo apna mobile uthati hai, lock folder open karti hai – wahan uske boyfriend ke private pics the. Ek pic mein uska dick normal state mein tha, dusre mein full hard. Wo mobile Lucky ke muh ke saamne kar deti hai. "Yeh dekh, kamine! Isko bolte hai alpha male ka dick. Uska soya hua auzar bhi tere hard dick se kahin guna bada aur mota hai. Aur uska hard? Tere jaise 20 namardon ke add kar dungi na, phir bhi tum uski barabari nahi kar paoge!"

Lucky ki aankhen phati ki phati reh gayi, wo pics dekh kar shock ho gaya. Isha rukhi nahi, aur humiliation barsane lagi, apni femdom voice mein zor se. "Dekh isko, kitna thick aur long hai – jaise real mard ka ho. Tera toh jaise bachche ka toy, pencil se bhi patla. Mera boyfriend isse mujhe ghanto satisfy karta tha, aur tu? Tu toh dekhne layak bhi nahi. Yeh comparison dekh – uska normal size tere full erect se double, aur motai? Tera toh ungli se compete nahi kar sakta. Kamine, tu soch bhi kaise sakta hai ki is chhote se cheez se koi ladki khush ho jayegi? Yeh toh insult hai mardangi ka!"

mera ex ka dick jaise snake – powerful aur deadly. Tera toh worm, zameen mein ghusne layak. Kitni hasi aa rahi hai mujhe, Lucky – tu khud ko mard kehta hai iske saath? Society mein bolungi sabko, 'Mera pati ka tool chhoti ungli se chhota!'"

uska hard dick 8 inch ka monster, tera 2 inch ka joke. Uska girth itna ki haath mein na aaye, tera toh do ungliyon se pakad lu. Tu namard hai, beta – real mard nahi!"

"Dekh pic mein kitna veiny aur strong lag raha hai uska. Tera toh smooth jaise rubber band. Mera boyfriend isse mujhe scream karwata tha pleasure se, tu toh tickle bhi nahi kar payega. Shame on you, Lucky!"

Lucky ka chehra shame se laal ho gaya, wo kuch bol nahi pa raha tha. Isha ab full gusse mein uth gayi, apne haathon ko hips par rakhte hue. "Kamine, tujhe lagta hai aisa bhi ki tu mujhe satisfied kar dega tere is toy se? Le, main yeh leti hu – kar le apne man ki. Aur agar nahi kar paya na, toh mere se bura koi nahi hoga. Ek baar main garam hoti hu, jab tak mujhe satisfaction nahi milta, tab tak main shant nahi hoti. Yaad rakhna!"

Itna bol kar wo apni saree utarne lagi, dominant style mein – pehle pallu hataya, phir dhire dhire saree kholti hui. Bed par baith gayi, ab sirf blouse aur petticoat mein. "Aa kutte, kar le teri ichha puri. Itne chadhe hai mere upar? Ek tu bhi chad jayega toh mujhe koi fark nahi padega. Waise bhi teri yeh jo lulli mere andar jayegi na, mujhe pata bhi nahi chalega. Ja, kar le teri ichha puri. Par yaad rakhna, agar yeh teri chhoti si lulli mujhe satisfaction nahi de payi, phir dekhna teri kya halat karti hu!"

Lucky pura andar se hil gaya tha. Usko vishwas nahi ho raha tha – yeh wohi ladki hai jo abhi itne achhe se baatein share kar rahi thi? Ab itni galiaan de rahi hai, humiliate kar rahi hai. Uska dil dhadak raha tha, par wo jaanta tha ki ab pichhe hatna mushkil hai. Isha chillati hai, "Sun be kutte! Ab tu karega mere saath sex – yeh mera order hai! Kyunki tera andar ka jo vyaham hai wo dur hoga. Jo tere namarda wali lulli ke andar mardangi jag rahi hai, wo dur hogi. Samajh aayega tujhe jo tu itni chhoti lulli leke khud ko mard kehte hue ghum raha hai na, samajh aayega tujhe!"

"Tu mera kutta hai ab se, Lucky. Mard nahi, bas pet. Teri lulli toh decoration piece, use karne layak nahi. Main tujhe aaj sikhaungi ki real satisfaction kya hoti hai – par tere se nahi, mere control se!"

"Namard kutte, tu soch bhi mat ki tu mujhe touch kar sakega apne marzi se. Sab mera order hoga, tu bas follow karega jaise slave!"

"Teri mardangi ka M bhi nahi hai, bas naam ka Lucky. Aaj main tujhe bataungi ki alpha female kya hoti hai – tu beta male rahega hamesha!"

Isha puri tarah se dominant ho gayi thi. Wo Lucky ko chillati hai, "Jaldi aa kamine, upar chad mere! Jaldi! Samajh nahi aa raha tujhe? Yeh tera first aur last sex hoga mere saath, kyunki mujhe pura yakeen hai teri yeh lulli kuch nahi kar payegi. Mera BF Tinku 20-20 minute tak continue mujhe chod ke pura satisfied karta tha. Uska land toh tune dekh hi liya hai, tera dekh ti hu. Aa jaldi, khol chaddi, dikha tera khilona! Jaldi! Aur yeh mera order hai, nahi toh anjam tujhe pata hai!"you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com

"Arre kamine, tera khilona toh baby carrot jaisa – chhota aur bekaar. Mera BF ka monster tha, tu compete bhi nahi kar sakta. Tu namard hai, bas!"

"Jaldi undress, kutte! Dikha apni aukat – yeh lulli se tu mujhe khush karega? Hasne aa rahi hai mujhe!"

Dara hua aur sharm se bhara Lucky wapas khud ko undress karta hai. Uski lulli bilkul murjha chuki thi – pehle ki excitement gayab, ab sirf shame. Jaise hi wo kholta hai, Isha jor se hasti hai. "Arre yeh toh bina thande hue murjha gaya! Arre ruk, iska photo lene de – apne ex BF ko bataungi, 'Dekh mera pati ka tool kitna cute hai!'"

"Photo le rahi hu, kamine – yeh dikhaungi sabko ki namard ka sample kaisa hota hai. Tu pose kar, has!"

Uske baad Isha haste hue bolti hai, "La idhar aa, main ise hard kar deti hu mere muuna." Itna bol ke wo apni anguthe aur ungli se uski murjayi hui lulli pakad ti hai, aur hilane lagti hai. Haste hue bolti hai, "Arre teri lulli pakadne ke liye mujhe mutthi band karne ki bhi zarurat nahi – mere anguthe aur ek ungli se hi kaam ho jayega!" Aur wo zor se hasti hai.

"Dekh kitni chhoti hai – jaise pin, pakadne mein mushkil. Tu khud ko mard kehta hai iske saath? Pity!"

"Hil rahi hu, kutte – feel kar, par yeh bhi nahi badhegi properly. Teri aukat hi itni hai!"

Uske baad continue hilati hai, thodi der baad Lucky garam ho jata hai. Wo bolta hai, "Please Isha, ab mat hilao, nahi toh yahin nikal jayega maal mera!"

Isha bolti hai, "Arre bas itna hi bada hoga tera?" Wo apni chhoti ungli se napti hai, "Arre yeh toh meri iske barabar bhi nahi ho raha!"

Aur humiliation line: "Nap rahi hu – 1 inch? Waah, record breaker namardi ka. Tu satisfy karega mujhe isse? Dream mein!"

"But tere jaise namard ko mardangi sabit karne ka toh mauka dungi main. Le, aaj tujhe jannat dikha ti hu jo tune sirf abhi tak mobile mein dekhi hai. Aaj tujhe real mein dikha ti hu!"

Uske baad wo apni bra open karti hai. Ek dum ubhre hue boobs – perfect round shape, size 34C, nipples pink aur erect excitement se. Skin fair aur smooth, jaise marble. Boobs itne firm ki bounce kar rahe the lightly. Lucky ki aankhen phati reh gayi, wo pehli baar real mein dekh raha tha aisa.

Phir dhire dhire apni panty kholti hai. "Dekh kamine, teri 30 saal ke baad tujhe jannat dikha ti hu. Kaisi hoti hai yeh?" Bol ke panty open karti hai. Lucky ke saamne ek dum clean shave ubhri hui pussy – lips pink aur swollen, clit visible, thodi wet already gusse aur excitement se. Shape perfect, tight aur inviting, par Lucky ke liye yeh dream tha jo sirf videos mein dekha tha. Wo dekh ke ek dum paagal ho raha tha, dil zor se dhadak raha.

Uske baad dominant awaaz mein order deti hai, "Sun be kutte, chal ab chad! Dikha teri chhoti lulli ka kamal!"

Scene: Lucky dara hua bed par chadta hai, Isha ke upar. Wo apni chhoti erect lulli ko uski pussy mein dalne ki koshish karta hai. Par Isha ki pussy badi aur experienced thi – uska auzar andar jaata hai, par kuch asar hi nahi karta. Jaise needle in a haystack. Lucky full mehnat se dhakke maarta hai, sweat aa raha hai uske chehre par, par Isha sirf hasti hai. "Arre aisa lag raha hai mere andar koi apni chhoti ungli daal raha hai!"

"Kutte, yeh toh tickle bhi nahi kar raha – tu kar kya raha hai? Full force daal, par yeh lulli toh weak!"

"Mera BF is jagah monster daalta tha, scream karti thi main. Tu? Kuch feel hi nahi ho raha. Namard!"

"Continue kar, kutte – dekh kitni bekaar hai teri mardangi. Main bore ho rahi hu!"

Uske baad 2-3 minute mein wo jhad jata hai. Isha haste hue bolti hai, "Ho gaya? Nikal gayi saari mardangi 2 minute mein, kamine?"

"Arre 2 minute? Mera BF ghanto chalta tha. Tu premature namard he!"

"Sari mardangi nikal gayi – ab tu bekaar. Kutte, tu satisfy nahi kar sakta kisi ko!"

Has rahi hu tujh par – yeh thi teri capacity? Shame!"

Ab sun kutte, mujhe tune garam kiya hai aur jab tak satisfaction nahi milega, tujhe chhodne wali nahi hu. Aur mujhe satisfaction sirf wild sex se milta hai, aur teri lulli mein dam nahi hai wo wild sex kare. Ab teri jeebh meri is jalti hui pussy ko thanda karegi. Chal aa jaldi, apni jeebh leke aa!

Lucky niche se aa kar unki chut par muh rakhta hai, aur use halka sa jeebh se chata. Isha ne upar se dabav diya aur Lucky ka sir chut mein ghusa diya. Order diya, "Jeebh nikaal, chut ki lips ko chatne ka order! Aur clit pe jeebh ghumane ka!"

Jaise hi Lucky majburan apni jeebh use karne laga, Isha moan karti hai, "Ohhhh, aaahh doggie aaaah!"

"Kutte, jeebh lambi kar, upar se neeche tak chat!"

"Ahhhh kutte, aur chat apni malkin ki chut, aaaa, tu bana hi is liye hai kutte!"

"Tu mera paltu ban ke rahega hamesha. Main best doggie, suck kar meri chut ko doggie!" "Ahhhhhh ohhhhhh jor se ahhhh, hmmmmmm!"

Lucky jeebh ko andar ched mein daal, dominating awaaz mein Isha bolti hai, "Chup chap jeebh ko chut ki ched mein daal aur andar bahar karne laga!"

"Ahhhhhhhh nhiii, hmmmm gande doggie aur karo. Aur chatto, pee le chut ka pani!"

Uska muh pura andar apni chut mein daal ke aur tez chatne ka order deti hai, aur chut ko jeebh se chodne ka pura order deti hai.

Isha ka control ab peak par tha. Wo bed par leti hui thi, apne legs wide open, Lucky ka sir apne haathon se pakad kar apni pussy par daba rahi thi. Uski pussy wet ho chuki thi, juices nikal rahe the, aur Lucky ki jeebh usko taste kar rahi thi. "Ahhh, kutte, chat properly! Teri jeebh hi ab mera tool hai, since tera dick bekaar hai!"

"Pee le mera pani, namard – yeh teri punishment hai for being so small!"

"Jor se suck, doggie – main malkin hu, tu slave. Aur andar daal jeebh, fuck kar jaise real dick!"

"Ohhhh yes, gande kutte, feel kar meri power – tu mera pet hai ab se!"

"Ahhhh, hmmmm, continue, pee saara ras – tu bana hi licking ke liye!"

"Tu namard, par jeebh toh use kar sakta hai. Aur tez, kutte!"

Isha ke moans room bhar rahe the, wo apne hips move kar rahi thi, Lucky ke muh ko grind kar rahi thi. "Ahhhhh, doggie, tu best slave banega – chat, suck, fuck with tongue!"

"Gande, dirty kutte, mera chut ka slave – pee le sab!"

Jaise hi Isha jhadti hai, orgasm se body shake karti hai, "Ahhhhh yessss!"

Phir uska muh hata ke sidhe dhakka de ke niche fek ti hai. "Kutte, teri aukat nahi hai mere saath bed par baithne ki! Main tujh jaise namardon ko apne paas bhatakne bhi nahi deti. Aur yeh tera first aur last sex tha mere saath. Mujhe jeebh se jyada ek laude ki zarurat hai, jo tu kabhi puri nahi kar payega. Isliye main apne ghar par bol ke yeh bata dungi ki yeh namard ke saath main nahi reh paungi!"

Lucky pura dar chuka tha, wo wahi plang ke niche niche baitha, Isha ke pair pakadta hai. "Please Isha, aisa mat karo. Main tumhare pair padta hu, haath jodta hu. Meri aur mere pure parivar ki izzat mitti mein mil jayegi. Please aisa mat karo!"

Lucky ro raha tha, zameen par baith kar, Isha ke pairon ko chhuta hua. "Isha, please maaf kar do. Main kuch bhi karunga, par yeh mat karo. Family barbaad ho jayegi, society mein muh dikhana mushkil. Gidgidata hu, please!"

Uski baat sun ke Isha ke dimag mein ek shetani idea daudta hai. Wo sochti hai, "Yeh perfect – mera dominated nature ka pura use. Lucky ki kamzori mere haath mein, ab main usko control karungi."

Wo bolti hai, "Sun be kutte, main ek shart par hi chup rahungi aur tere saath rahungi. Sabke saamne hum husband-wife ban ke rahenge, par jab tu mere saath akela room mein rahega, toh tu hamesha mera kutta rahega, mera gulam pati rahega. Main tujhe jaise chahu waise use kar sakti hu."

Isha ab bed par baithi thi, apne legs cross kar ke, Lucky ko niche dekh kar. Uska chehra victorious tha, jaise wo jeet gayi ho. "Samajh, kutte – bahar normal couple, andar tu mera slave. Main order dungi, tu follow karega. Sex, chores, humiliation – sab mera control. Tu mera pet dog banega, collar pehenega agar main chahu. Daily feet worship, body serve – sab kuch. Choice tere upar hai – samaj ke saamne apni aur apni puri parivar ki izzat bachana hai ya mera gulam kutta pati banana hai?"

"Tu namard hai, isliye yeh suit karta hai tujhe – mera slave ban. Main tujhe punish karungi daily for your small dick. Bol, accept kar!"

Lucky phir bolta hai, "Aisa mat karo Isha, hum iska solution nikal lenge."

Isha gusse mein bolti hai, "Iska solution ek hi hai jo maine bataya. Choice is yours. Agar teri na ho, toh main abhi call karti hu bol apne ghar par."

Lucky ghabra kar haan bol deta hai, "Main ready hu, Isha jaise tum bolo gi waise hi hoga."

Isha bolti hai, "Good kutte, tere se yahi umeed thi."

"Chal kutte, tujhe ab main bata ti hu gulam pati ko kaise treat kiya jata hai. Sabse pehle yeh baat dhyan rakhna ki mujhe jab bhi tu mere saath akela rahega, naam lene ki himmat mat karna. Malkin ya Madam keh kar bolega. Aur bahar sab ke beech mein Isha ji keh kar. Agar sidha naam lene ki himmat ki, toh teri jeebh khinch lungi. Aur main jo bhi kaam ya order dungi, bina objection ke ho jana chahiye – ek baar mein nahi toh anjam tu jaanta hai. Chal, chalu ho ja – sab se pehle, kiss my feet!"

Yeh sun ke Lucky ke hosh ud jaate hai. Wo Isha ko dekhne lagta hai, shocked. Isha bolti hai, "Abhi jo maine bola wo samajh nahi aaya shayad tujhe? Jaldi, kiss my feet!"

Lucky jhuk kar Isha ke dono pairon pe baari baari se kiss karne lagta hai. Thodi der kiss karne ke baad, jaise hi Lucky apna sar uthane lagta hai, Isha ne uske baal kas ke pakad ke kheenchte hue uska sar apne pairon pe daba diya aur kaha, "Mere talve chat! Mere pairon ko tab tak chatte raho jab tak main rukne ke liye na bolu. Achhe se chat ke saaf kar, kyunki ab main bahut thak gayi hu aur ab pair dhulne bathroom mein nahi jaungi. Toh tu chat chat ke mere pair saaf kar, apni jeebh se mere pairon ke dono talve dho!"

Lucky majburan malkin ke pairon ko chatne lagta hai. Kareeb 40 minute tak talve chatwane ke baad, Isha ne ek jordaar laat maari Lucky ko. "Chal kutte, bahut ho gaya ab. Aaj ke liye teri itni sewa kaafi hai."

Jaise hi Isha Lucky ko laat maarti hai, Lucky sidha zameen par girta hai, jahan Isha ki heels sandal padi hoti hai. Uski jeebh sidhe uski sandal par touch hoti hai, toh wo halka sa thukta hai. Isha yeh dekh kar aag babula ho jaati hai. "Kamine, teri itni aukat? Tu mere pairon mein pehne wali sandal agar tere muh mein touch hui toh tu thukega? Idhar aa, dono sandal leke chal! Ab lick kar achhe se dono sandal, meri upar se neeche!"

Isha ab khadi ho gayi, apne haathon mein dono heels sandals utha kar Lucky ke muh ke saamne phenk di. Sandals high heels wali thi – black color, shiny leather, sole dirty thoda sa dust se. "Le, kutte – ab lick kar upar se neeche. Pehle right wali, tongue se polish kar!"

Lucky majburan zameen par baith kar sandal pakadta hai, jeebh nikaal kar upar ke leather part se lick karna shuru karta hai. Isha dekh rahi hai, haste hue. "Achhe se, kutte – yeh teri punishment hai for spitting. Upar ka strap, heel, sab chat!"

"Feel kar mera power, namard – tu mera shoe cleaner hai ab. Lick properly, shine bana!"

Phir left sandal: "Ab yeh, neeche ka sole bhi – dust saaf kar jeebh se. Tu bana hi iske liye!"

Lucky lick karta hai, ganda feel kar raha tha, par majboor. "Aur tez, kutte – yeh teri daily duty hogi!"

Uske baad wo usko niche zameen par sone ka order deti hai, kyunki aukat nahi thi uske saath sone ki. Wo so chup niche so gaya, aur Isha bhi upar bed par so ke sochti hai wo ab uski saari ichha puri kar sakti hai, ab usse apne BF se milne ka bhi koi dar nahi tha.