Adultery An Indian Marriage by rulerandcane

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"That deserves a punishment." He exclaimed pulling her over his knee. She tried to get out of the position. But he was too strong for her. He held her over his knee, pushed her hands away.

"Keep your hands down." He shouted.

"Spank...Spank..Spank." He gave her 3 quick and hard swats. Her butt jiggled nicely. She put her head down and let him have his way. She decided not to apologize. She had done nothing wrong here. He was probably drunk.

He continued raining blows on her defenseless bottom. After about 2 minutes her bum started stinging. She realized he was no going to stop easily.

"Spank...Spank." More rained. Dinesh was enjoying this power. He was also enjoying her submission to his whims.

"This will continue until I hear you say sorry." He added and continued slapping her ass. She started twitching and tried to protect her ass. He head her arms in his one hand and continued.

"Keep your hands away. I can tie them up if you interfere. This will stop when I hear the magic words."

"Splatt.." He gave her the most forceful of the spanks.

"Ouch..." she cried out. Her resistance was giving away. Her eyes were welling up with tears and his ass was burning from the stings.

"Splatt..." Dinesh gave her a harder one and quickly followed it by another.

"Splatt..."

Two hard ones got her response.

"Sorry...Please stop..." She sobbed.

"Spank" He gave her a gentle one but continued.

"Sorry for what?"

"Spank...Spank." He alternated to each cheek.

"Sorry for disobeying you." She quickly replied.

"What did I ask you to do?"

"Spank...Spank." He focused on the part where her ass joined her thighs.

"Lick your cock." She quickly replied.

"And if I stop spanking will you do that?" He added two more

She hesitated.

"Splatt." A real hard one landed and her hips shook. She knew there was no way out.

"Yes...Please stop."

"Say it then."

"Say what?" She wailed.

"That if I stop spanking you, you will lick my cock clean."

"If you stop spanking I will lick your cock." She quickly replied.

He immediately stopped. She held her position for a few seconds trying to regain her composure. He ass was still on fire and she impulsively rubbed the sting. Dinesh let her do it.

"My cock is wating..." he added.

She slid past his legs and dropped on her knees. His cock was fully erect. She took his dick on started licking. It still felt weird but the spanking left her with no choice. His cock tasted salty and different. She licked for a few minutes. She was not sure what to do next.

"Remember the other night. What are you supposed to do when I spank you?"

He wanted a blowjob. Will he ever be satisfied? She thought. She obediently started sucking. The spanking had aroused Dinesh and he came in a matter of minutes. As he was coming he pulled out of her and sprayed her face with his cum.

"Since you don't like to swallow." He laughed. She stayed in her position on her knees. The sting in her bum was wearing down Dinesh then collapsed on his back and closed his eyes.

"You can go get yourself cleaned up if you want. I am feeling sleepy."

Meeta got up and went to the bathroom. By the time she was back , Dinesh was sound asleep.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

An Indian Marriage Ch. 06

The next day they woke up late. Meeta was sore from the last night's adventures. Dinesh woke up more satisfied. He had pushed her quite a bit last night and she seemed to handle it far.

"How was last night?"

"Fine," Meeta murmured.

"Sore bum?" He joked.

She smiled nervously.

"You need to behave better and obey. If not you will get some bum warming from time to time."

Meeta felt afraid of him at that moment. There was bit of mean streak about him and her bum reminded her of that. She did not respond to his comment.

"We should do something today. I only have one more day of holiday." Dinesh remarked. He got up and walked to the bathroom. He was still naked from last night. Meeta dragged herself out of the bed in her panties and t-shirt. She made herself coffer from the fancy coffee machine and pondered over the last few days. She was happy in many ways but the sexual activities and his dominance left it edgy. She decided to call her mother just to speak to someone else. Her Mom asked the usual questions and then started asking about Dinesh. Her topic meandered around sex, although, she never asked directly. Meeta comforted her Mom and told her as all was good and she was happy.

As she was speaking, Dinesh walked in and went to the coffee machine. Meeta finished talking and the got up and went to Dinesh who was standing by the window.

"Want to speak to my Mom?" She asked.

"Sure." He took the phone from her and wrapped his other arm around her waist.

He exchanged the usual pleasantries and then her mother asked how Meeta was taking care off.

"She is doing fine. She is occasionally naughty." He joked while rubbing his hand over her ass.

Meeta stiffened again. The conversation he was having and his hands made her tense. Her mother got concerned at Dinesh's statement and asked him to be considerate as she was naïve.

"Don't worry, I will take care of her." He remarked casually slipping his hand into her panties and squeezing her ass. The conversation end with Dinesh explaining what they were planning to do that day. Meeta's mother then asked him to give the phone to her and he did.

Her mother told her to be a good girl and listen to Dinesh.

"I think he is making me listen to him", thought Meeta.

"Don't worry amma, I will be good." She eventually hung up after the usual goodbyes.

"Did your mom tell you to be a good girl?" Dinesh asked.

"Yes." She replied.

"Good, so that is two of us who think you are not good." He laughed.

"I'm not bad." She replied defiantly.

"It depends what bad means." He pulled her closer and kissed her.

"I think you have been a very good girl in some aspects and just bratty on others. You did a great job last night of sucking my cock."

Meeta was embarrassed at the mention of that.

"OK, let's get going. The day looks good."

"What about breakfast?" Meeta asked.

"We will do it outside. Let's get showered."

As she got out of the shower, Dinesh was in shorts and standing by the wardrobe.

"Time to dress my doll." He stated and started rumbling.

First came the lacy panties, then the short skirt and finally a red top.

"This will do nicely." He exclaimed.

Meeta obediently took it and started dressing. Dinesh dropped into the bed and watched her. She looked beautiful as she dried her hair wearing just her panties. Her breasts still moist and her nipples erect.

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She wiggled into the slightly tight skirt and then got her top on. The skirt was short for her liking but she was getting used to it and she did not want to argue over it. She made a mental note that she will follow his orders today. Anything to avoid getting her 'bum warmed' as he had put it.

"You look beautiful. Stunning!!" Dinesh exclaimed and kissed her.

They drove into a restaurant to have an early brunch. Meeta ate quietly while Dinesh chatted about general stuff.

"Last week has been very interesting", remarked Dinesh.

"I have enjoyed your company and our adventures."

Meeta nodded, unsure, what to say.

"It is safe to say you probably have mixed feelings about it." He was reading her mind well.

"To put it simply, I am doing some of this for my own pleasure but there is also an element of getting you out of the your traditional comfort zones."

"And I will push you more as we go ahead as well. But I also want your honest feedback in this and also I want you to explore things yourself. This is a new country, a new life for you and so you have the choice to mold it differently than what you were used to in India."

"What do you think?" He asked.

Meeta took a deep breath and collected her thoughts.

"I will try. I think I need more time to be used to it. It is going a bit too fast for me." She managed to speak out.

"I can sense that but I am intentionally pushing you." He answered.

She smiled nervously.

"I also don't like you beating me." She wanted to say that since this morning but finally managed to blurt it out.

"By beating you mean spanking?"

"Yes."

"Now that is a different thing. There is a sexual element to that but that is something I think is required in our relationships. It enforces who is the dominant one."

"I will be just and won't abuse you. I promise that. But your ass is mine to spank when I see that you have crossed a line or disobeyed me. So that will continue. It is something you will have accept as part of our marriage"

He was making sure that he was the boss and the message was loud and clear. She also sensed the tone and that made her a bit tense. She shifted in her chair only to be reminded of the sting in her bum from the night's spanking. The image of his cock dripping with cum also splashed in front of her eyes. It was the wildest night of her life.

Dinesh sipped his coffee and studied her expressions. He felt he was playing a delicate balance of making sure she played on without giving up. For a girl who had just been exposed to sex, she had come a long way. She had gone from a sari clad conservative, never see a man naked to a sexily dressed chick eating her eggs at an English place, who, last night had sex, sucked a cock and got her bum spanked. There were still things he wanted to do to her and he also wanted her to revel in her own sexuality and push her own limits. He decided to change the topic.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"So what else do you want to do in this country? Starting tomorrow I will have to go to work and so you will have the day for yourself."

"I don't know. I need to think about it." She replied.

"You can use your phone to navigate around the house area. I will explain the train system and maybe take you around on that to get familiar. Try to get out and don't stay at home all the time."

"Yes, I will"

"You know the kitchen part and so can cook. Use the gym and get fit. And use the Internet to read and explore"

"OK. What are your office hours?"

"9 to 6. For the first few weeks I will try to be early and also check up with you during the day."

"Will you come home for lunch?"

"I usually don't but given that I have a beautiful girl at home, I just might". He winked

They finished the meal and drove back home. Meeta was getting familiar with the roads.

"We are going home?" She thought they were going somewhere else.

"Just parking the car there. We will walk around and check out the train system."

They parked and got out. The wind ruffled her skirt and she tried to smooth it down. It was sunny but a bit cold for her.

"Do you want your jacket?"

"I think I will manage." She replied.

They walked around the place and Dinesh explained a few things to her. They finally got to the tube station and it was crowded. Dinesh explained the system to her and bought her a travel card as well. They got into one of the trains.

"Here's a task for you. Build a list of places you want to go in England and outside. We will plan them out over the year."

"OK. I can do that." She smiled.

They spent the rest of the morning wandering around London in tubes. Towards the afternoon, they boarded a much big train, which was similar to the ones Meeta had travelled in India.

"These trains go much longer distance. I will take you to the place where I went for college. There is a nice place to eat there." Dinesh added.

This train was much emptier and there were hardly any people in their compartment. Dinesh put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer. He gently fondled her shoulder and moved closer to her breasts.

"Your breasts are nice." Now he was fully fondling them. Meeta to her own surprise did not tense up. She was getting used to the public displays of affection.

"They are kinda small but I like them small." He also flicked her nipples over her blouse. He got closer and gave her a long kiss on her lips. She responded a bit.

"Use your tongue." He advised. She did and they kissed for a few seconds. As that was happening, he slowly slid his hand under her skirt. He slowly parted her panties and fingered her pussy. Now she was tense and she tried to look around to see if anyone could see them.

"Relax. We are not in view of anyone." He continued playing.

"You have a stubble growing here. Make sure you shave it tomorrow."

She nodded.

"Now close your eyes and don't open them."

He started fingering her, playing expertly with her pussy. She closed her eyes but was scared of people spotting them. But soon she realized she was getting wet and her body was giving into the pleasure. This went on for few minutes and she kept her eyes closed. She started breathing heavily and Dinesh was enjoying her reactions. Then it abruptly stopped.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Meeta opened her eyes, partly disappointed that it stopped, but, she immediately saw why. They were at a station. She adjusted her skirt a bit. Dinesh smiled at her and licked his fingers of her juices.

"Good girl. You enjoyed that. Didn't you?"

She nodded shly.

As the train moved, he resumed the fingering and she closed her eyes. Meeta realized that she had let herself go at that moment. In a public train wearing a short skirt she was getting pleasured. As Dinesh continued she got closer and closer.

"Ohh." She let out an audible groan as she came. She panted and opened her eyes. Dinesh was grinning at her. He enjoyed it more than her. For Meet, the emotions of pleasure quickly gave way to embarrassment. She nervously shifted in her seat and looked around to see if anyone noticed. There were few people 4-5 rows from where they were sitting. They would have heard her but could not see her. They did not seem to care at this point. Her panties were soaked and that became her next concern.

"My panties are wet." She mumbled.

"Yes, I know that. Looks like your pussy enjoyed it. Explain to me your feelings as you went through this."

Meeta looked confused and not sure what to do.

"Your eyes were closed and you seemed lost. What went through your mind?"

"I don't know." Meeta thought it was embarrassing to speak that out.

"I am sure you do. You are just shy."

Meeta did not answer.

"Come on. Out with it. I wan the juicy details. I fully enjoyed watching you."

"I was not thinking at all." She stammered.

"Liar. Maybe if I you remove your panties, you can speak up better. Will that help?" He joked but it also was a hint of a warning.

She decided to speak the truth.

"I was thinking about how I never did this to myself. It was so pleasurable. "

"And..." He wanted more.

"I also was afraid of someone catching us doing this."

"Did that make you want more?"

"No. I was just afraid."

"Then how did you overcome that fear?"

"I don't think I did. I just gave up and you were controlling it anyways."

"Interesting. See there is pleasure is giving up control and not worrying about people and other stuff."

She thought there was truth in that statement but she was not fully convinced.

"What if I did that in front of people?"

She was shocked at this question.

"Are you crazy?" She was afraid that he would.

"Just joking. Wanted to see how far you were ready to go. I won't make you do it. So calm down."

She did. They reached a station called Reading and got out. For rest of the afternoon and evening they wandered in the town and Dinesh showed her the places. On the way back they boarded a similar looking train and it was even more empty as it was getting late on a Sunday.

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Once the train left the station, Dinesh slid his hand her under skirt again. She looked at him & smiled. She seemed like she wanted it again.

"Dirty girl. Did you just have all the fun?" Dinesh mocked her.

"I think I need some now. So time to put you to work." He pointed at his cock.

She hesitated a bit.

"Do you want me to unzip you?"

"Yes, that would be a start. This is a non-stop train and so you have 30 minutes to make me cum. You can use your hands but a little mouth will also help."

She got the clue and unzipped his jeans. She fumbled a bit trying to get his cock out. It was half erect and so it made it harder to pull out. Once the cock was out, her first impulse was to bend down and suck it. Dinesh smiled at this. Most women he went out would use their hands as much as they could before using their mouth. Meeta because of her lack of experience had a different method.

She sucked and licked and seemed committed to it. She had become a good cocksucker in 2 weeks. Her own thoughts raced ahead. "Should I swallow when he comes? " She remembered the argument over it & was not sure how he would react if she did not.

This went on for close to 25 minutes and they neared their destination. Dinesh decided to put an end to this.

"You can stop now. We are close to the station and you can finish this later."

Meeta dutifully lifted her head. She felt defeated for not being to make him cum. She looked at him and smiled.

"Don't worry sweet lips. You will continue this at home. You are getting better at this. We will give you more practice" He remarked and laughed.

Meeta straightened her hair and cleaned up a bit and Dinesh put his family jewels back.

The got off the station and repeated their tube journey back home. Meeta felt relaxed and last night's spanking felt far away. She sensed that there would be more sex when they got home but she seemed prepared. Dinesh felt that they were forming a bond and there was no friction today. He also did not push her today and wanted her to relax a bit.

The minute they got inside the house, Dinesh exclaimed.

"My cock has unfinished business with you. Why don't you strip naked and get on all fours."

"In the bedroom?" Meeta asked.

"No. Right here. You can use the couch to present yourself."

Meeta slowly undressed. Her top and skirt came off. She then got her bra and panties down. Fully naked, she stared at the couch.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Get yourself on the couch on your knees, ass up in the air. We will have sex doggy style today."

She slowly move to the couch & awkwardly climbed on her knees. She had bent over for him before but she felt more exposed this way. Dinesh adjust her hips and positioned it.

"Arch you back. Here you are presenting your pussy and ass to me."

She adjusted. Dinesh felt her pussy and massaged it a bit.

"I will be back. Stay here." He said

it felt like ages and Meeta felt stupid on her knees. She did not move though as she was not sure how he would react.

Dinesh came back with some lube. He rubbed it on her pussy. This startled her. It felt cold and gooey. He continued massaging her with it. It started feeling good. Then she heard his zipper come down and knew what was coming.

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His cock entered her well-greased pussy. He slowly increased the tempo and she started moaning.

"Close your eyes like you did in the train. " He suggested.

She obliged. He was now panting himself and increasing the tempo even further. She buried her head into the couch. She was enjoying it and she moaned.

He pounded her even more and smacked her ass from time to time. She groaned every time that happened as his ass was still store from last night. But her arousal took over and she came again. Her groans subsided into a whimper. Dinesh was far from orgasm and wanted to prolong this.

"Twice in one day. Not bad. You are becoming sluttier. You should fuck me now." He got up.

She turned her head and looked at it shyly again.

"Get up and get fucked." Dinesh moaned as he sat next to her. She moved from her all-fours position and sat on his cock. He guided it into her. This position was not very familiar to her and she also knew that she had to do the work now.

She slowly moved up and down pumping his cock. He grabbed her ass and guided her from time to time but let her do the rest. This went on for few minutes.

"Nice job. Now finish me off with your mouth." He punctuated that with a slap to her ass.

She obediently got off, her pussy still wet, and, got on her knees. His cock smelt of her juices and she felt strange licking that. Last night's spanking did not help in her overcoming that but it did force her to stop objecting.

After 5 minutes of furious sucking, he came and she released his cock from her mouth. Cum sprayed on her face and tits. Dinesh moaned in delight.

"That's what I call a good end to a day."

She got up and went to the bathroom. She wanted to clean up the cum over her face. When she got back, Dinesh was still in the couch with his eyes closed. He got up when she came into the room.

"Time to go bed. Let's go." He grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom.

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An Indian Marriage Ch. 07

Next morning, Meeta woke up and heard noises in the kitchen. Dinesh was already up. She hurried out of the bed. Dinesh was cooking something and was in his shorts. It looked like he had done some running in the gym.

"Good morning, my love." Dinesh gave her a kiss.

"Good morning", she replied. Can I do something?

"No. I have it covered. Make yourself some coffee."

Meeta made herself some coffee and sat at the table. Dinesh got his breakfast plate to thee table.

"So, first day alone for you." Dinesh remarked.

She nodded.

"I won't come home for lunch but will be home around 5.00"

"OK."

They chatted for few minutes and then Dinesh got up and went for a shower. Meeta sat wondering what she would do today. She did not have any plans as such and was going to relax in her solitude.

Dinesh came back to the kitchen. He was smartly dressed. Meeta had not seen him dressed like this since their marriage reception.

"OK, I will rush now. See you in the evening. Call me if you need anything." He kissed her on her lips and hugged her.

Meeta showered and had some cereal. She then watched tv aimlessly. Around 11.00 , she heard her phone ring. She hunted for it and picked it. It was Dinesh.

"How is it going?"

"OK, I did not do much so far. Just lazing around."

"Good, don't forget to shave your pussy."

She was shocked that he was saying that over the phone.

"Ok." She mumbled. Dinesh decided to play more.

"I had a break from the meetings and was thinking about you and your naked body. Then I remembered your pussy. Make sure you it is smooth by the evening." He laughed and she mumbled again.

"What else are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

"You better figure out things to do. Go run in the gym. Cook some good food and wait for me."

"Ok."

They talked for another few minutes and then he hung up. Meeta decided to get the pussy thing sorted first. She had already showered but she stripped naked again and went into the shower. She wondered why Dinesh wanted her shaved. Is that what all women do? She made a mental note to check about this on the Internet. She carefully shaved and moisturized her most sensitive area.

She did not feel like gym and so decided to explore the kitchen. She had prepared herself for being a good cook but in the last few weeks she had done very little cooking. Sex dominated their interaction more and she was getting used to it. Now she decided to switch to a traditional India wife and cook something good for her husband. She labored for next few hours and cooked different stuff. She checked the clock and it was around 4.30. Dinesh should be here soon. She decided to change into a more traditional Indian dress.

At around 5.15 she heard the car approach and she opened the door. Dinesh got out smiling.

"Looking good." He said giving her ass a good squeeze. Meeta smiled back. She was getting used to these personal touches.

Dinesh collapsed into the couch.

"Get me a beer." She said.

She went to the kitchen and bought him one.

"How was your day?"

"I was fine. I watched TV and cooked."

"Good. Did you take care of your pussy?"

"Yes." She replied shyly.

"Good. Let's see that then." Dinesh said sipping his beer.

"You mean now?" She asked quizzically.

"Yes, why not. I was thinking about it on the drive back."

Meeta tensed again. She slowly fumbled her salwar and undid it. It fell on the ground. She was wearing plain white panties. She slid them down. Then she lifted her kameez and clumsily showed her pussy to him.

"Lose the top. It is coming in the way." Dinesh waved at her.

She obeyed. She was now naked, except for her bra.

"Widen your legs a bit."

She did.

"Come closer."

She did.

He felt her pusssy and inspected it. He rubbed his hand on her soft clit. He loved smooth pussies and always had a hard time convincing his girl friends to do that. Now his wife would always be shaven.

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"Nice work. Try to keep it this way all the time."

He leaned back on his couch again.

"So whenever I come from office, you should offer me beer."

"OK." She replied still standing with her pussy in view.

"And you should offer to suck my dick."

She nodded. He will never get tired of me sucking his cock.

"Offer it then."

She stared at him and then understood.

"Do you want me to suck your dick?"

"Yes, my love." He said pointing at his crotch.

She bent down and started undoing his pants. She slid it down along with his boxers and a semi-hard cock jumped at her. She wrapped her head around it and started licking it. Dinesh sat back with a beer in hand and wet lips around his cock. This was the bliss every man dreamt off. Not to mention he could do this every day for the rest of his life.

Meeta worked his cock. It tasted more salty than usual. She was beginning to feel other subtleties like his movements etc. Her mind wandered into what she was going to do when she came. Swallowing topic was a hard one for her. She still could not get to grip with that. She was reminded of the cruel spanking she received when she refused to lick him clean. She also thought that Dinesh did that because he was drunk but was not certain. She looked up at Dinesh and he had closed his eyes and was lying back on his head. From her previous experiences she realized that he was enjoying it very much and was also close to oragam.

Then he came all of a sudden. Meeta immediately removed his cock but continued pumping him with her hands. Warm cum sprayed a bit on to her face and shoulders. Dinesh moaned in pleasure.

"Great work. That feels good." He whispered.

Meeta took that as a sign that she could get up and she went to the bathroom to get cleaned. When she got back, Dinesh had dressed and was sipping his beer. She went to pick her clothes up.

"Put them in the bed room and lose the bra. You look good this way."

Meeta obediently did as told. She came back and the TV was on. She sat next to him. He put a arm around her shoulder and kissed her.

"Looks like you cooked a lot. I sneaked a taste and it was delicious. Did you do anything besides cooking?"

"No."

"You will get used to it. You need to find yourself a hobby and some stuff to do."

"Yes, I will."

"Let's go to the gym." Dinesh got up. Meeta was not sure.

"I have one more task for you. Get up. If you want wear some clothes as well."

Meeta took up that offer and went inside. Dinesh was already there and had changed into some shorts. She did the same and wore a t-shirt. She did not want to workout but she knew Dinesh would insist. They went to the gym room after that.

"Get on this treadmill. Let's see if you can run a mile." Meeta hopped on it and Dinesh started it. It began to move and Meeta picked up the pace. About 2 minutes into it she started panting. This was too much for her.

"Can I stop?"

"No. A little more. We need to get you fit." He punctuated that with a crisp slap to her butt.

Meeta quickened at this but she was getting tired. This lasted for another 2 minutes. She was sweating profusely now. It was more tiring than sex.

Dinesh decided to have mercy and stopped it. She got up and grabbed the water bottle. She took deep breaths and looked like she had run a marathon.

"So here's the deal. You have one full month. You need to get yourself fit enough to run 1 full mile in 10 minutes. Got it?"

"I will try."

"Try hard or there will be consequences." Dinesh laughed. There was a hint of threat in his voice. Meeta smiled but her thoughts raced in a different direction. She was increasingly becoming aware of Dinesh's dual nature. She was not sure if he was just mean or being strict with her. She thought time would tell.

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"Go get freshened. I will do a quick run and we can have dinner."

When Dinesh got back, Meeta had changed her dress and was busy arranging the dinner table. There was lot of food there.

Next day followed a similar pattern in the morning. Meeta busied herself in the afternoon with more cooking. She did not feel like going to the gym and so skipped it. Physical workout was something she was starting to hate.

Dinesh did not call during the day and was a bit late coming as well. When he finally arrived, Meeta offered him a beer and gathered herself to ask the next question.

"Do you want me to suck your cock?"

"Not today dear. Get dressed we are going out."

"What about the food?"

"Put that in the fridge. We can use it tomorrow."

"What should I wear? Where are we going?"

"Dinner but a friend and his wife are joining. Wear the skirt I bought you."

Meeta dressed hurriedly. This was the first time she was meeting someone in this foreign land. This made her nervous.

As they got into the car, Dinesh started explaining.

"This friend's name is Adam. He is from the UK and works in my office. His wife's name is an Indian girl named Anjana or Anju as we call her. She has been here for about 6 years now. She was originally from north of India."

Dinesh kept giving more details as they drove. They reached the restaurant. Adam and Anju were already there. Dinesh introduced them to her. They exchanged pleasantries. Anju seemed a very nice girl. She was much more modernly dressed and spoke very fluent English. Meeta & Anju seemed to hit it off.

They ordered wine. Anju had lots of questions on their marriage etc. Meeta tried to answer them to her best. She kept looking at Dinesh from time to time. She wanted to make sure he was approving of her behavior. Dinesh did not seem to pay any attention to her. He was chatting with Adam about some football game. Anju interrupted that by asking Dinesh a question.

"So Mr. Dinesh how does it feel to be finally stringed?

Meeta was not sure what stringed meant.

"So far great. Meeta is a good combination of good and bad girl." He pinched her cheeks as we said that. They all laughed except for Meeta. She felt shy. Anju continued her interrogation.

"And Meeta, how do you feel in this alien country with Dinesh?"

"I...am fine." Meeta stammered trying to find the right words.

"I'm getting used to this place but so far it is good. " She looked at Dinesh nervously. Dinesh interrupted.

"It has been a bit hard for her with the new place and a husband. But she is slowly getting there. I'm teaching her."

"Teaching her? She is like your student?" Anju looked amused.

"You can say that. What do you think Meeta?" He put her on the spot.

"Yes. I do need to learn about living here."

"And living with me." Dinesh added and gave her a squeeze.

"She is a nice obedient wife. Anju you should learn from her" Adam added and laughed.

"Maybe I should teach her a few things." Anju chipped in. They all laughed but Meeta was uncomfortable in this conversation. It centered on her and she was not sure what to say. She decided to stay quiet.

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They ordered food. During dinner Dinesh moved his hand to Meeta's lap She became conscious but continued to eat. Dinesh took a bite and moved my hand under her skirt. As he leaned over, he moved his hand farther between her legs and up her thigh a little farther. Meeta coughed slightly and tried to shake him away. There were people around her. She excused herself to the bathroom. As she left, she heard Anju saying.

"Looks like you have found a shy Indian bride."

"Yes, she is but she will learn." Dinesh replied.

Anju wanted to say that she was perfect for him. She knew of the controlling side of Dinesh. She had seen some of that with his other girl friends. And for a very short period, she also had a bit of crush on Dinesh. She had a suspicion that Dinesh was controlling her more than what they saw in public.

Meeta came back and saw that they had ordered more wine. Dinesh filled her glass.

"More for you. I can't drink as much. Need to drive."

"I don't want more." She replied.

"Common, a bit more won't hurt."

The previous glass was already making her dizzy. She was not sure if she could take it.

"No, I don't think I can drink it."

"Don't be afraid. If you get drunk, I won't take advantage of you." Dinesh joked. They all laughed. Dinesh did not force her to drink it and she was relieved. Adam and Anju were getting more drunk as the evening passed as they were the only ones drinking. Adam seemed a quiet guy , interested more in sports and technology. He spoke with Meeta from time to time but there was not much in common for them to talk. Anju on the other hand was quite keen on chatting up Meeta.

"So what are you doing during the day?" She asked.

"Nothing at this point. I watch TV & cook." Meeta answered.

"And she looks pretty for me." Dinesh butted in.

"I'm sure you want her to do that. You are such a pig." Anju remarked.

Meeta was shocked at that remark but Dinesh did not seem to mind.

"Well one of us has to look better and I rate her chances more." Dinesh ran his hands over her hair.

"Does he make you do stuff?" Anju continued.

This was a tough question to answer. The reality was yes he did make her do stuff. But how could she answer that.

"What do you mean..."

"Like ordering you around?"

"No."

"Don't be afraid of him." Dinesh's hands were on her thighs again.

"I am not..." She mumbled. Dinesh squeezed her thighs.

At this point Adam interjected saying that they should leave as he had early morning meeting. It was getting quite late as well. Dinesh offered to drop them and asked to wait outside the restaurant while he fetched the car. Adam decided to go to the toilet. With Dinesh out of sight, Anju continued.

"Don't be afraid of him. He likes to be controlling but you should stand up."

Meeta nodded, not knowing what to say.

"I only work 4 days a week and can meet you on Friday. We can catch up and I show you around."

"Ok."

"You are naïve but be strong and say no when you must."

"Ok." Meeta felt like she was dominating her now.

Dinesh got the car and they all got in. Anju kept her chatterbox going.

"So Meeta tells me that you like to control her." Meeta was shocked and started at Anju. She just winked back.

"Did she?"

"No. I did not." Meeta mustered the courage. She hated Anju at that point.

"Well you did not but it is not hard to decipher." The wine was talking now.

"You are drunk, Anju." Dinesh joked.

"But yes, I do control her a bit. She needs direction in this new land."

"Direction. Look at you preaching."

"She is drunk now." Adam remarked.

"We are almost at your place. She is your problem now." Dinesh joked. This seemed to lighten the discussion but Anju sulked a bit. As they got out of the car, Anju pulled Meeta closer and whispered.

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"Stand up for yourself."

"Bye guys, it was fun meeting you." Adam chipped in and they disappeared into their apartment complex.

"She talks a lot doesn't she. I know her from college here."

Meeta wondered if she and Dinesh had any other relationship.

"So do I control you?" He asked.

"Yes. At times you do. Like you told me what to wear today." Meeta answered truthfully.

"Yes, I do. So why did you not say that to Anju?"

"I don't want to."

"Ok, but the reality is that I will control you from time to time. That was our agreement. Remember? You are supposed to obey."

"Yes..." She muttered.

"Let's play a game now to test that."

"What game?"

"For every red light we see, you lose something in you clothing. We start by simple things like your hair clip, each button of your blouse and work up."

"Are you crazy? People might see us."

"It is hard to see through these windows but that is a chance. That is the fun part of the game."

"Fun for you." Meeta raised her voice.

"Yes. Are you saying you won't do that?"

Meeta was afraid to answer this. The car stopped at a red light.

"Ok, first item to remove. Come on..."

"Please can we go home and play some other game."

"No. We play this now." Dinesh switched to his stricter tone.

"For every red light, I need to see something off within 5 seconds. If I don't see that, you get 5 spanks when we get home. And these won't be friendly spanks."

Meeta got scared. She was caught in a difficult place again. The light turned green and they drove on. She did not say anything. Her head spinning from the wine, the fear of removing her clothes in the car and the possibility of a spanking at home.

"There's another light coming." Dinesh said looking ahead. To her relief, it stayed green and they passed through.

Inevitably there was another red light. Dinesh looked at her and smiled.

"What is it going to be?"

"1...2..3...4...5" He counted.

Meeta's mind had wandered to her conversation with Anju. This made a bit defiant.

"Time's up. 5 swats to your bum when we get home."

The light changed and they drove on quietly. Meeta's mind was racing. There was no doubt Dinesh would spank her when they got home. That would not be fun and yet what he was asking was also too much. She made up her mind that she would play the game a bit and gamble on the fact that there won't be as many red lights.

At the next red light, Meeta eased her top button of her blouse.

"Good girl."

Dinesh decided to taka longer route to prolong this fun. They caught a red light on 2 of the next 5 stops and Meeta lost 3 of her 4 blouse buttons. Her mind was now doing the math. She had not much to play with. She had one more button and then it was her blouse, skirt and her underwear.

"Do my shoes count?" She asked. It was an acceptance that she was playing the game.

"Yes, they do."

This seemed to help her but her luck was running out. They ran into 4 straight lights and she lost her shoes and socks. She was back to her blouse and skirt.

"How far away are we?" She asked, tension in her voice.

"We are getting close. 4 more miles."

The next 2 lights were green but they ran into a red. Meeta lost the last button. Her bra was in full view and the blouse was barely hanging onto her. There were no lights for some time and Meeta thought she would escape losing more.

"One more red. What is it going to be? Your blouse?"

Meeta looked around. This was a more crowded light and there were cars near them. Meeta hesitated.

"1...2" He counted again. Meeta looked at the other car and they seemed to be looking at their car. It was not clear if they were staring inside.

"3...4...5"

"OK, I'm doing it." She shouted a bit and took her top off.

"Actually per the rules that was a bit late. But since you have been good, I will let that go. We are almost there."

Almost there was not enough and they hit another light. This time there were in a more secluded spot. Meeta had thought this through. She slipped her panties down. It was better than removing her skirt.

"Smart girl. Now you are playing the game."

Meeta did not feel that smart in her skirt and bra. She kept looking around nervously. They finally reached their house. Meeta reached for her blouse, which was on the car floor.

"No. You need to come in just like that. That is part of the game."

"But...someone will see us."

"It is a bit late and this is the game." Dinesh took the blouse from her hand and got out. Meeta stayed in there afraid of getting out.

"Come on hurry up."

"Please can I wear my blouse?"

"No"

"Please..." She begged.

"No. Counting to 5 and if you don't get out, we add 10 more to the 5."

He began counting.

"This is not fair. Please." Meeta tried to reason.

He finished counting.

"I'm going to start again and this will continue."

Meeta felt it was lost cause and scrambled out. The night air felt cold against her breasts, which were only protected by her bra. The air also played with her panty devoid freshly shaven pussy.

She hurried and followed Dinesh. Thankfully there were no one near them and their neighbors were all-away or had already gone to bed. Dinesh fumbled the keys and opened the door.

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"Get in. We have some indiscipline to take care off. Don't we?" He led her inside.

Once inside, Dinesh went inside to the bedroom. Meeta followed in her semi undressed state.

"As per rules, you get 15 spanks. Let's see with what."

Meeta thought about pleading but she decided not to and take what was coming to her. Dinesh pulled out a wooden ruler from the desk.

"This will do nicely. Get on the bed on your knees."

She obliged and rested her head on the pillow. Dinesh walked by her and pushed her back down.

"Ass up." He adjusted and flicked her skirt over exposing her round buttocks.

"So now you count out loud each one and ask for the next. Got it?"

"Yes."

Dinesh was enjoying this again. He decided that the first one would be a hard one. The ruler whizzed in the air.

"Splattt."

"Owww...One." She remembered to count.

"Ask for another?" Dinesh reminded.

"Can I have another?"

"Splattt."

"Two. Can I have another?" She wiggled her bottom in pain. Dinesh admired it.

"Splattt."

"Three. Can I have another?" She was feeling the sting more and her ass was showing signs already.

"Splattt." Dinesh concentrated on the part where the buttocks met the thighs.

"Oww...Four. Can I have another?" Meeta was sniffling now.

"Splattt." Another hard one landed. Meeta's hands reached out to rub her bottom.

"Not allowed." He stopped her hands.

"If you need to rub your bottom, you need to ask me. This is your punishment for not following orders before. Anything that happens during this requires my agreement."

"Splattt." He added another spank. Meeta lost count in her head.

"Six. Can I rub my bottom?"

"That was five. You did not count the last one. And you can rub."

Meeta was grateful. She quickly rubbed the sting off her bottom.

"Let me know when you are ready." Dinesh loved the sight of this girl rubbing her bum and waiting for her next one.

After about half a minute, Meeta spoke up.

"I'm ready for the next."

"Splattt." Dinesh aimed at the flesh part of her buttocks.

"Six. Can I have another?" Meeta had composed herself.

Dinesh rained the next 4 in quick succession.

"Splattt."

"Seven. Can I have another?"

"Splattt."

"Eight. Can I have another?"

"Splattt."

"Nine. Can I have another?"

"Splattt."

"Ten. Can I have another?"

The sting in her bum resumed for Meeta and she groaned.

"Can I rub my bottom? Please?"

"No."

"Please?" She tried again. Dinesh was hitting her hard and while she was fine now she was not sure if she could handle the next five.

"No."

"Splattt." Dinesh added another hard one.

"Oww... Eleven. Can I have another?"

"Splattt."

"Twe..lve. Can I have another?" Meeta now started sobbing.

"Splattt." It was probablt the hardest of his hits. Her buttocks quivered and she clenched.

"Thirteen. Can I have one more?" Meeta gritted her teeth.

"You can stop counting." Dinesh finished the next two in quick succession. After the fifteenth, he rubbed her bottom with his hands and soothed them. Meeta liked that and she closed her eyes. He continued rubbing her bottom and his hands also roamed over her pussy. Meeta was glad it was over.

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"Ok, get up now."

Dinesh put the ruler back in the drawer and started changing his clothes. Meeta gingerly got up and walked to the bathroom. Her bum hurt as she moved. At that moment she was afraid of Dinesh.

When she got back from the bathroom, Dinesh was lying in the bed.

"Learnt you lesson? Come here." He ordered.

She walked next to him.

"Turn around."

She did and displayed her freshly spanked bottom.

"Looks like your bottom did learn the lesson." She gently squeezed it.

Meeta clenched again but did not say anything. She was a bit defiant but did not have the courage to speak out.

"Now thank me for it." Dinesh continued.

"Thank you." She blurted.

"Say it like you mean it. You don't sound like you are thanking me from your heart."

"Thank you." She tried again with more effort.

"Better. Now you need to thank someone else." Meeta started like a deer.

"Don't forget. Every spanking end with something."

Meeta understood. She slid on the bed and pulled his shorts down. She got to work with her mouth and his very hard cock. Dinesh played with her hair and encouraged her in the act. Fifteen minutes into that, he came again. Another wonderful orgasm and he was getting used to it.

Meeta was quickly learning to anticipate when was exploding and expertly moved his cock out of her mouth. She did sprayed with cum on her face and her bra clad breasts. She looked up and Dinesh had closed his eyes and was still groaning. She gently worked his penis with her hands and that elicited more moans. Then she slid past the bed and went back to the bathroom.

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An Indian Marriage Ch. 08

Then one day out of the blue, Anju called at her house. They chatted for a while over tea. Anju was trying to pry as much information as she could. She sensed that not everything was all right in this relationship. She knew Dinesh was all over this poor naïve girl and that was something she could not easily swallow.

Anju managed to maneuver the talk towards sex.

"So how are things with you and Dinesh in bed? It must be hard for a girl like you from a small town."

Meeta was shocked at this question.

"It is fine."

"Don't be shy. I can help you here."

Meeta thought she was right but was struggling to open up.

"It's fine. A bit new to me but it is going fine."

"Is Dinesh behaving?" Anju decided to be direct.

"What do you mean?"

"I have known Dinesh before and he can be very demanding."

Meeta was stunned a bit. She knew more about her husband than she had thought.

"Yes, he is bit demanding. I suppose men are like that."

"Yes, men are like that. But you also need to control the situation. Don't agree to everything he wants. Make sure you hold your ground. "

Meeta just looked on.

"Has he ordered you to do anything you don't want?"

Meeta's thought raced. What can she reveal to a woman who she barely knew but was getting quite personal? Dinesh had ordered her to wear the clothes he wanted, ordered her to suck his cock, strip partly in public and make sure she ran a 1mile in like 10 minutes. She knew she had to reply and the running demand seemed the most personal one.

"Yes, he wants me to get better running."

"What do you mean?"

"He wants me to run on the treadmill for a mile and do it in like 10 minutes or so. "

Anju was amused and shocked. That was a weird request but she understood why Dinesh would do that.

"Do you want to?"

"No. I don't like running as much."

"Then don't do it."

"He will be angry."

"Yes, he will but you have to take a stand otherwise he will keep demanding more."

"I don't know. I am a bit afraid."

"I can understand. But you have to be strong."

"I will try."

"Yes, so make sure you don't do that and tell him that you don't like that. Be firm."

"OK."

"What else does he make you do?"

"Nothing else."

Anju suspected that was not true but decided not to push her anymore. She had opened up a bit and that was good.

"OK. We should go out some time. Shopping or something."

"Yes."

"I will sort something out and let you know"

They chatted a bit and then Anju left. Meeta reflected on the conversation and what she had agreed to do. She was going to stand up to Dinesh and not practice running as she had told. She was given 4 weeks for that and 1 week had already passed. She made up her mind that she would not do that and as Anju said, stand her ground.

The next few weeks flew by. Meeta was getting into the routine of waking up, doing some reading, cooking and waiting for Dinesh to come home. Some evenings, Dinesh would come late and so she was all-alone for a long time. Some evenings would also end with her giving him a blowjob. She was becoming a good cocksucker as Dinesh would joke. They also had sex 2 times a day. She was beginning to like the sex part more and getting into it. She searched the Internet for more details and improved her education on it.

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One Saturday, after the 4 weeks had passed and while they were having the breakfast, Dinesh spoke about it.

"How is your running going?"

Meeta mustered courage.

"I did not run much. I don't like it."

"So you did not practice at all?" Dinesh looked amused at her.

"No. I hated it and so did not."

"Can you run half a mile?"

"I don't think so."

"That was terrible. I gave you one full month for this and you can't even run half way."

"I'm sorry but I don't like running."

"That does not matter. It will keep you fit and we agreed on it."

"Look I can't. Why don't you understand?" She shouted back.

"That tone is not good. First of all you fail the test and now you are shouting at me." He was much calmer.

"I don't want to run." She seemed contrite but she held her ground. Her mind wandered to the conversation she had with Anju.

"And you decided that without talking to me?"

"I felt like it."

"You felt like it." Dinesh repeated what she said.

"This is not acceptable. Disobedience of the highest level." Dinesh raise his voice. He was clearly angry.

"I think we need to teach you lesson. At the least you could have told me about this before."

She realized her folly. She was not standing up as she had hoped. And not speaking to Dinesh before about it meant she was on flimsy ground. This meant only one thing. A spanking. She had managed few weeks without it.

'Ok, come to the living room. We will work on this."

"I'm sorry." She squeaked.

He smiled at her defensive approach.

"Not really. You will be sorry later. Get going and don't increase your punishment any more."

Dinesh was trying to think of the best way to punish her. He wanted to be a bit creative. Meeta was scared now. She felt she he had angered him more and that won't be good for her. They went to the living room.

"Get naked. I will count to ten. Any delay increases what your bum is going to get today."

"I...2...3"

Meeta frantically stripped. Dinesh was enjoying the site of his lovely girl trying to get naked only to be punished. Meeta managed to get her bra off when Dinesh counted the last.

"10. Too slow."

"I'm almost done." Meeta cried as she tugged her panties down.

"Good. Now go to the bathroom and get that body oil."

Meeta was surprised at this request. She was getting ready for a beating but this was totally out of context. She obeyed and fetched the oil.

Dinesh wanted to prolong the punishment and also the humiliation. He was also going to give her the worst of her punishments and wanted to make sure her ass could handle it. Meeta handed him the oil.

"Over my knee."

Dinesh sat on the chair. Meeta dbangd herself over his knee and rested her hands on the floor. Dinesh took a good portion of the oil and applied it on her ass. He rubbed it in and massaged her round and firm cheeks.

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"I want you remember this well. You have disobeyed me and you are also acting up. My request was reasonable and you knew this long ago. "

Dinesh lectured her and continued rubbing. Her ass cheeks were shining. Then out of nowhere.

"Smack." He hand smacked her. Meeta was expecting this 5 minutes ago but not now.

Dinesh continued spanking her and alternatively rubbing her. He wanted the blood to flow well into her cheeks. The second half of this was going to be hard and he did not want her skin to break.

After a minute of hand spanking, Dinesh stopped.

"Get up."

She obeyed.

"Hands on this chair. Ass up."

She positioned herself.

"Higher. I want you on tip toes and spread your legs."

She stretched and complied.

Dinesh adjusted her cheeks and pulled her a little more. She tried to balance herself on the toes. This felt ridiculous to her.

Ridiculous, however, was not what she felt a moment later. She felt something crash into her bum. She let out a gasp and turned around to see Dinesh wielding his belt which was nicely folded into two.

"Splatt..."

The second stroke was harder. Her mind went blank for a moment even trying to think about what she should think. She was interrupted in this meditation by another landing of the belt. Her bum burned and as she shifted, he felt like she was going to fall over. He also let out a muffled sob.

"Stay still and hold position." Dinesh ordered.

"Splatt..."

"Splatt..."

As she struggled to hold her balance, two rapid blows landed. She dropped and her legs and started rubbing her fiery bum.

"Please. I have learnt my lesson. I'm sorry." She cried.

"I'm not sure if you have learnt a lesson and also you left your position." Dinesh said dispassionately.

"I will give you a 5 min break and then we will resume."

Ohh my god thought, Meeta. He is cruel and wants to do this more. She now wished she had followed his orders and pushed herself to do the run. She thought he would let her go easy. It was big mistake and now her bum was paying the price. She gently touched it. It was sore but there were no welts. She looked around to see the damage. It was getting a bit pink but her brown ass was not showing much colour.

Dinesh also admired her position and the powerful situation he was in. His wife was naked in front of him and waiting for the next round of punishment. His cock was rock hard. He wanted to stop and maybe fuck her or have some oral pleasures. But he also wanted this to be her worst punishment. He was serious about her fitness.

"Let's try a different position." Dinesh spoke after few minutes, as if conducting an experiment. Meeta gingerly stepped forward looking up to him with pleading eyes.

"I'm sorry I have to do this but you need a lesson." He led her to the living room.

"Get down on your knees."

She did.

"Get your breasts on the floor and that naughty ass of yours as high as you can."

Meeta awkwardly tried that. This felt worse than bending over.

"Higher, you can do better." Dinesh prodded.

Meeta tried her best. He face was on the floor and so were her breasts. It was embarrassing to be made to display herself like this.

Dinesh wandered behind her and admired the position.

"Keep your legs together."

She shifted and that made her ass rise a bit higher. Dinesh felt it look cuter that way. He then took some oil again and massaged her a bit. Meeta loved the gentle rub of the oil against her freshly punished ass.

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After a few minutes of silent rubbing, Dinesh got up. He went to the other room and to get the belt he had forgotten. Meeta anxiously waited in her exposed position.

"Let's do six more. Shall we?"

Meeta did not reply. She did not have a say. She was also having mixed emotions of being sorry and angry. Dinesh was being cruel but he was also clear when he set the ground rules. So from that angle he was fair. Strict and cruel but fair.

"Splatt..." Stroke 1 of the new batch landed.

"Owww..." Meeta cried. That hurt and she wiggled her ass.

"Splatt..." Another one this time it her at the place where her ass met the thighs.

"Splatt..." Another in the middle of her cheeks.

"Splatt..." Almost at the same spot. She choked a sob and cried out.

"Sorry."

"Two more to go." Dinesh assured her. He however paused longer than before and made her anticipate it.

"Splatt..." He carefully landed the next one. The burning in her ass reached a peak and she tried to wiggle it away.

"Last one coming."

"Splatt..." The final one landed with a good force and the burning found a new peak.

She instinctively tried to rub it.

"No rubbing. Stay in the position. You can continue to wiggle your bum though." Dinesh mocked her.

She was slow in moving her hands back.

"Hands back. Do you want few more?" Dinesh shouted.

"No." She quickly restored the status.

"Good. Stay like that till I tell you to get up."

Dinesh watched her from behind. Her beautiful bum had taken a decent beating. There were no welts and so it would be fine later on but she felt the sting for sure. He could see her bum twitch a bit. He was enjoying this and she was not.

"Come lie over my lap." He gestured.

She got up clumsily, her breasts jiggling in the process. She desperately wanted to rub her bum but managed to keep away from it. Dinesh was sitting in the couch. She walked over like a little girl and placed herself over his lap. Dinesh adjusted her a bit so that her bum placed just below his head. He ran his hands over her bum.

"That hurt right?" He punctuated that question by squeezing her cheeks a bit.

"Yes..." She moaned.

"It was supposed too as it as a punishment." He gently rubbed her cheeks now and that she moaned a bit in relief.

"Will you be better next time?"

"Yes." She was quick to reply. He added some oil to her bum and massaged the sting away. She was feeling grateful at that moment. She felt that she was totally under his thumb and keeping him happy was the only way to keep her happy.

"Good. I am glad the message got through." He surprised her by giving a crisp slap to her bum. It stung.

"Now get up, we have one last punishment."

She felt a sense of fear. What was he talking about?

He led her towards the Gym room. Meeta feared more spanking. As he walked she ran her hands over his cheeks, just to feel them. They no longer stung but were a bit sore.

Dinesh wanted to prolong her punishment and wanted to send her a clear message.

"Up in the treadmill."

She got up.

"I'm going to set this to very slow speed. But you are going to walk this for the next 30 minutes. This is what you should have done for the last month to achieve your goal. "

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With that he pressed the start button. Meeta's legs started moving. It was not at running speed but she had to put some effort. The movement also did not help her spanked bum. As if that was not enough, Dinesh gave her another crisp slap.

"Think about this. I will be back in 30 mins."

With that he left. Meeta reflected on what happened in the last 1 hour. It was certainly the most intense of her sessions with Dinesh. He was the boss and there was no doubt about that. And he was making sure today that she toed the line or be punished. She hated being this spot but was not sure what to do. She reasoned to herself that she could have avoided this by completing what Dinesh has originally told her. She continued walking in her naked self and after about 20 minutes she started feeling tired. She mustered more effort and continued.

Dinesh finished some phone calls and was watched TV. He looked at his watch and it was close to 30 minutes. So he decided to go check her. In the Gym, the treadmill had stopped. Meeta was not sure what to do next and so she stood there naked and a touch sweaty.

"Looks like you had a good workout." He remarked. She hung her head down, a bit embarrassed. They walked in to the living room. Dinesh was aroused by this power play and wanted a good fuck. He put his hands over her shoulder and whispered into her ear.

"You look real hot after you are punished. I think you need a good fucking." He nibbled at her ears and she felt a tickling sensation. He body also grew warm at his affection.

Dinesh pushed her on the bed and she fell on her ass. She squeaked as her ass touched the bed. Dinesh quickly dropped on his knees and started playing with his pussy. First with fingers and then his tongue.

Meeta was startled but started enjoying the sensations. Her ass still hurt from the belting she received but now her pussy was receiving waves of pleasure. It was an odd mix of pain and pleasure.

Dinesh held her thighs apart and worked furiously. She was getting wet by the second and he loved her reactions. Once she was wet enough, he got up and stripped his pyjamas. He slowly entered her. She gave gasp as his erect cock penetrated her. She was loving this.

"Nice and tight you are." He quipped.

He slowly increased the pace and was soon humping her with his cock ramming into her. Her moans increased and she put her arms above her head and grabbed the pillows. After some serious fucking, Meeta reached orgasm and Dinesh could tell by her reactions. He slowly pulled out of her as she moaned. She wanted a bit more and so she tried to get hold of him.

"Want more. Don't you?"

She nodded.

"Then you get to work." He moved on the bed beside her.

She understood that he wanted her to get on top. She did and slowly slid into him. She started riding him and her pleasure returned. Dinesh grabbed her by her ass and she was reminded of the punishment. But she continued humping.

"Nice work." He punctuated that with a slap to his ass. She winced a bit.

"Enjoying this?" He slapped her ass again.

She nodded and continued grinding. She was getting tired and breaking up quite a sweat. But at the same time she was enjoying this as well. She came again and that made her slow down a bit. Dinesh grabbed by her hip, pulled her down and started fucking her hard. She groaned in pleasure and some pain as his things slammed into her ass cheeks.

They both were drenched in sweat and Meeta was really tired now. Dinesh however was not done.

"Get up." He asked her to get off his cock. She did.

"Finish me with your mouth." He ordered.

Meeta was gasping and the last thing she wanted to do was suck him. But she did not want to give him any more reasons to torment her ass. She slipped on the side and took his cock in her mouth. It was slimy with her juices and she felt strange licking it. Dinesh was very close to orgasm and so it did not take too long and he came violently. Some of the warm cum also hit her face and she turned her face away. Meeta was thankful that he came quickly and she slowly massaged the last bit of cum from his cock.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

An Indian Marriage Ch. 09

Dinesh moaned as she worked on his cock. He looked up and she was dutifully milking his cock. Her eyes looked a bit tired, possibly, from the tears she shed.

"That was good. The best!"

Meeta was glad he felt that she way. She enjoyed the second part with the fucking but what happened in the morning was not forgotten. Her ass still hurt from the thrashing.

"Did you learn a lesson though?"

"Yes."

"Start working out. I will redo the test in 3 weeks."

She nodded.

"Let's go out somewhere. It is almost evening."

He got up and went for a shower. Meeta got up and felt her ass, which was tender. Her hands also wandered around her pussy and it was still a bit moist from the sex. She increasingly getting aware of her sexuality and she liked the sex. Some of the other stuff around it was however not that easy to swallow. He mouth still tasted salty from his cum. She decided to shower in the other bathroom.

The hot shower helped her to calm down but it hurt when water or soap came in contact with her ass. She closed her eyes and remembered the sight of the belt in his hands. As she got out of the shower, Dinesh was smartly dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

"I have selected the clothes for you." He indicated the nicely laid stack on the bed.

Meeta dried herself and looked at what she was supposed to wear. Dinesh had picked one of the short skirts and top to go with. There was bra next to it but no panties. She obediently dressed. She felt a bit naked, as she had not worn this skirt since the first time. Dinesh had made her go panty-less before but it was the first time in this small skirt.

"Can I wear my underwear? It feels a bit odd." She tried her luck but was not sure if he would agree.

"No. You don't get to wear panties this weekend. Plus I think you ass won't mind that as panties might hurt."

Meeta thought about that. It was partly right but she rather take the pain then go without panties. She did not say anything.

"Let's go out for a drink. It is a bit too early for dinner. We can then figure out what to do."

They got into the car. As she sat on the leather seats, Meeta winced. Her ass was getting sorer. Dinesh saw that.

"Sorry your ass had to take that. But you deserved it for disobeying me."

Meeta kept quiet. Dinesh sensed the defiance in her silence.

"I think this will make sure you remember next time. Won't you?" Dinesh was trying to make her talk.

"Yes." She mumbled.

"Remember what?" Dinesh persisted.

"Not...to disobey you?" Meeta blurted out. She felt humiliated having to say it.

"We will get you drunk and you will forget that." Dinesh joked and pulled over into a parking lot. It was bar like place and was quite crowded. Meeta meekly walked behind him, making sure her skirt stayed low. The cool air and her lack of underwear was helping with her sore behind.

They entered in and Dinesh went to the bar. There were couple of bar stools free and he got into one. Meeta maneuvered herself on it awkwardly. The hard stool caused her more pain and so she shifted uneasily trying to find the best spot. There was not one.

"Drink?"

"I will have coke." She replied looking around nervously at all the people, wondering if they knew her state of undress.

"A pint of Stella, a coke and a glass of white wine." Dinesh ordered. The bar lady was busy juggling the different drink orders and Meeta looked at her in awe. She got the beer first and the followed it by the wine.

"This wine is for you. I have also ordered coke. The wine will help you relax and also with the pain in your naughty bum." Meeta quickly looked around to see if anyone heard that.

"Don't worry. Plenty of women get spanked by their husbands." Dinesh had no idea if that was true but neither did Meeta. Couples do practice such relationships and in some cases it is also forced on the wife. What they were doing was closer to the latter.

"Do they?" Meeta got a bit curious.

"Well...it is not that common but at the same time it does happen. I think it is a good way to run the relationship. I will take care of you and make sure all your needs are satisfied. But at the same time you need to give up some control and let me decide things."

"Yes. But I don't like it." The waitress bought her coke and she took a sip.

"Off course, no one likes having their bum spanked. You just need to behave and remember that if you get me angry, your bum pays the price."