Adultery An Indian Marriage by rulerandcane

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Meeta stayed quiet. The message was loud and clear. She disagreed but did not know how to counter argue. Dinesh took a long sip of the beer.

"Have some wine. So what made you disobey?"

Meeta took a sip of the wine and it actually felt ok. Just like other things she was getting used to the alcohol.

"I don't know." She replied.

"You know. You just can't say it. Think again."

"I did not like it and thought you would understand."

"Understand what?"

"That I did not like it."

"It is good for you. You are at home all day with little to no activity."

She nodded. That part was true. She switched to the wine. It was working well. Dinesh finished his beer and ordered another.

"Do other wives exercise?"

"Yes. There are gyms here as well if you are interested."

"Does Anju exercise?" She was the only person she knew here.

"I don't know. She might. Speaking of her, did you meet again after that."

"No. Only once."

"What did you talk?"

"Just the usual stuff."

"Did she ask any private questions? She is a bit nosy."

"Not much. She asked about how I was adjusting etc." Meeta did not want to divulge any more.

"Next time you speak to her ask about the exercise and you can also ask her what she feels about me forcing you to do it."

Meeta was surprised at how close Dinesh was to knowing what actually happened. She took a long sip of the wine.

"One more?" Dinesh asked.

She nodded.

"One more wine, please."

Meeta shifted in her seat.

"Let's go somewhere comfortable." Dinesh took the beer and wine and got up. Meeta did the same and the cool air returned to soothe her ass. She felt good and did not want to sit again. Dinesh was right about not wearing panties.

They walked around the place and found a nice quiet corner with a more comfortable couch. This was much better than the barstool.

"Better on your bum?" Dinesh joked.

Meeta smiled back.

"So what else did you and Anju talk about?"

"Nothing else. Cooking etc." She partly lied.

"Cooking, really? Anju hardly cooks."

"She..." "She was asking me about my cooking." Meeta stammered trying to cover her lie.

"I think you are hiding something from me. You girls were gossiping." Dinesh laughed.

"Did she ask about our sex life?"

"Yes." Meeta decided to say the truth.

"But I was not comfortable talking about it and so we did not talk much."

"Nosy girl!!"

"Did she tell you to disobey me?" Dinesh was fishing a bit. He was not sure but it felt that Meeta was not telling him everything.

"What do you mean?" Meeta shot back but could not hide the nervous tone.

"I don't know but maybe she is partly to blame for your what happened to your bum."

Meeta went quiet. Dinesh hit the nail on the head.

"She did. Didn't she?"

"Yes." Meeta looked down on her glass of wine.

"That nosy interfering bitch." Dinesh laughed.

"Poor you."

Meeta agreed. She was the poor one, caught between a Anju and a belt wielding husband.

"She deserves a spanking." Dinesh took another sip of the beer.

Meeta was shocked to hear that. Would Dinesh spank her?

"Next time you speak to her. Tell her about what happened. You also tell her that I was angry and spanked you."

"No. I don't want to tell her that."

"You will. " Dinesh used his strict tone of voice.

"No. Please don't make me do that. It is weird telling her that."

"Trust me that will help. You don't need to give her all the details."

"OK." Meeta agreed.

He hugged her and gave her a kiss.

"Good girl."

Dinesh wanted to see how Anju reacted to that. She was playing a game with him via his wife. Dinesh knew juicy secrets about Anju from their college days. Secrets that Anju's husband Adam did not know. Because of that Dinesh held the power in their relationship and Anju hated that. He felt sorry for Meeta who was now caught in this proxy battle. But it was fun and it added a new twist to his domination of Meeta.

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Meeta finished her 2nd wine and was feeling it. Dinesh had another beer and was enjoying the conversation and the occasional feel up her skirt. He also flicked her pussy from time to time making her shudder a bit. They then got up and decided to have dinner. Dinesh took her to a nice sandwich place. As they were eating, Dinesh ran into one of his friend.

"Hey Dinesh." The guy exclaimed. He had another person with him.

"Hi Praveen." Dinesh replied and shook his hands.

"So you back from India. And is this is your wife?"

"Yes, I got back a month ago. This is my wife Meeta. Meeta, this is Praveen, a friend whom I went to college with."

"Hello." Meeta said. Praveen smiled back. Meeta also observed that the other guy was staring at her legs. This made her uncomfortable.

"This is a Ravi, my roommate." Praveen introduced him.

"So how is marriage treating you?" Praveen asked.

"Nice. Have a lovely wife." Dinesh put his arms around her shoulder.

"I can see that." Praveen joked. Ravi was still starting at her. They ate together and talked about random things like football, cricket, a movie etc. Meeta kept quiet except for the occasional nod of agreement.

"She is a bit shy. Isn't she?" Praveen asked.

"A little bit but mainly because of the new country, people etc. I am trying to open her up and teach her a few tricks" Dinesh joked and put his hands on her thighs. Meeta was a bit embarrassed because they could all see her skirt ride up a bit.

The sandwiches were done quickly and Praveen and his friend left.

"He is an ok guy. Not a close friend." Dinesh explained to her.

"The other guy was strange. He kept looking at me." Meeta offered her observation.

"Yes, I noticed that. One of those people who struggles to talk to women but does not mind staring. "

"He is weird. I did not like him."

"Well you are worth looking at." Dinesh leaned and kissed her.

"But I might hide you from him next time."

It was getting close to 8.00 PM. It was getting a bit cold as well. Meeta had totally forgotten about her lack of panties and also the punishment this morning. The wine did help. They walked by a cake shop.

"Do you want something sweet?"

"Yes. Sure."

They entered. The place had lots of different cakes and they offered a taster of them. Meeta and Dinesh tried a few. Meeta liked one of them very much and exclaimed.

"That is great. I love it."

"That is a cheesecake."

"I want it."

"Sure, let's take them home." They ordered a few cakes and drove back home.

"Why did we not eat there?" Meeta asked.

"I have a plan."

Meeta was getting afraid of his plans but stayed quiet.

As they got home, Dinesh said.

"Let me toss a coin and that will decide who gets to eat the cakes first."

"Ok, why can't we eat together?"

"You will know soon. Your call."

"She called heads and it came tails."

"I get to eat first."

Meeta was visibly disappointed.

"You want to eat the cake, don't you?"

She nodded and smiled.

"You want to eat it first?"

"Yes."

Dinesh started removing his clothes to her surprise.

"So this cake is quite easy to spread and my plan was to eat of each others bodies."

Meeta was not sure. She wanted to eat the cake but it felt odd. Dinesh was quickly naked. He then laid on the couch, opened one of the cake boxes and smeared his lips with the cake.

"Start here."

Meeta got the idea and tried to lick his lips. The cake was delicious and so quickly ravished it. She looked up to Dinesh for seconds. Dinesh now applied the cake to his chest. Meeta got the idea and instinctively knew that she was going to have to eat it of his cock as well.

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She licked the cake off his chests. The third serving went down further and was by his belly button. Meeta adjusted herself on her knees. His cock was getting hard and she moved it away to get access to the cake. The cake was really good and so she was licking it off quickly.

"Now the final serving." Dinesh tool all of the cake and smeared it on his cock and thighs.

"Make sure this area is completely cake free." He applied a little bit of cake to her face.

Meeta got back to work, licking his balls and cock. His cock kept moving from the arousal and she had a touch time keeping it in control. She was also feeling a bit full but there was still some cake left. So she worked on it.

"I bet you never eaten cake like this." Dinesh moaned.

"Yes. This is the strangest way."

"It is the best way as well."

"Best for you." Meeta muttered in between her licking.

"Don't worry. You will get your chance as well."

Meeta cleaned up to her best. His cock was getting a bit sticky.

"I'm done." She looked up.

"Want another cake?"

"No."

Dinesh looked down.

"There is still some left by my balls. Lick that clean. Work a little more."

Meeta obediently went back to licking. She gathered as much saliva as she could and worked on it. His cock was now wet and shiny. She was wondering if he would ask her to suck him. She was tired from the activities of the day and was not in a mood for that.

"That's good. Now get up. My turn."

Meeta stood up.

"Get that cake and get naked."

She bought the cake to him. The she slipped off her top and undid her bra. She unzipped the skirt and was fully naked in quick time.

"Sit her." Dinesh offered his spot and got up.

He took his cake and mashed it a bit. Then he smeared some on her breasts and face.

"You tell me where you want this or else I will make my own decision."

Meeta was not sure. She was embarrassed to tell him where to put the cake. But she wanted to play the game a bit.

"My stomach."

Dinesh obliged and smeared some.

"What about here?" He put his finger on her pussy and twirled it.

She giggled at the touch and did not say anything.

"Still shy. I won't put anything there unless you tell me."

"Ok."

"Ok. What?"

"Put some there."

"Where?" Dinesh was toying with her.

"In my pussy?"

"A lot or just a little?" Dinesh continued.

"A little."

"Are you sure?"

She smiled. Dinesh lathered it with a lot of cake. It felt cool and a little bit dripped on her thighs.

Dinesh started with her breasts and licked with fervor. Meeta felt a bit ticklish at first but then started liking the sensations.

Dinesh moved on to her belly and that tickled even more. She giggled. Dinesh increased the intensity and the reduced the ticklishness. Then he moved to her pussy. There was enough cake to work on and so he expertly used his tongue. Meeta was finding this pleasurable and so she closed her eyes.

Half way through he stopped. He wanted to see if she reacted to that. Meeta felt angry at the stoppage and opened her eyes.

"Continue?"

"Yes, off course." She sounded irritated.

"Now the shy girl wants more."

"Yes..." She groaned.

"Ask nicely and I will do it."

Meeta was irritated even more. Why was he doing this? Yet she wanted this to continue.

"Please continue." She pleaded.

Dinesh launched his second salvo and this time he was putting a lot more effort. She groaned and instinctively wrapped her legs around his neck. Dinesh worked up the face and sensed her orgasm. She started shouting and groaning. It was the most expressive she had been with him. Then her orgasm hit her and her moans reached top pitch before subsiding. Dinesh let her catch her breadth and waited for her legs to be lifted off him.

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"Now that's how you eat cake." He got up and went to the kitchen. When he was back, Meeta had recovered and had a guilty look on her face. She barely managed to look at him.

"That was good." She managed to say something.

"Good. You horny little naughty girl."

"Now get on all fours. I want to fuck you."

Meeta was a bit tired and did not want any more sex but she sensed Dinesh wouldn't be happy if she did not comply. So she slid off the couch and got on all fours.

Dinesh got down and fingered her already wet pussy. He also played with her ask. The sting from the morning was mostly gone but Meeta still felt a bit. Then something happened that caught Meeta by surprise. She felt his fingers in her ass hole. Dinesh was not interested in fucking her asshole but he also felt that was one thing he had to do to make sure he fully had her. He was not planning to fuck her today but wanted to see how she responded. Her hole was really tight and she also instinctively squeezed it.

"This is one hole, I have not used. But will do so some day." He toyed with it. Meeta was shocked. She had not expected that at all. She was too stunned to say anything.

"What do you think?" Dinesh forced an answer.

"I don't know. Can we fuck there?"

"Yes we can. You have 3 holes and I have used 2 of them so far. This is the 3rd one."

"Ok." She acknowledged.

"You won't like it here but I might. So we will work on it and I will fuck you there some day. So don't worry today."

With that he thrust his cock into her sticky pussy. He pumped her and kept playing with her ass cheeks and spreading them. Meeta held her position but her thoughts went to her ass hole. How can he fuck me there? That is so tight and dirty. She was really scared.

Dinesh pumped more and he was building up a nice orgasm. As he came, he sprayed over ass cheeks and collapsed on the side. He gave her ass a good slap as he sat next to her.

"You can get off that position."

Meeta got up and sat next to him. Dinesh was pulled her close to him.

"That was good. Wasn't it?"

She nodded. Her ass was sticky with his cum and her pussy with the cake. She wanted to take a shower.

"Can I go take a shower?"

"Yes, I was thinking the same. You go ahead. I will shower in the other bathroom."

They both showered and got out. Dinesh took longer than usual and so was out later. As he entered, Meeta was dressed in her pyjammas and top.

"Shower felt good." Dinesh exclaimed and then stared at her.

"I don't think you should be dressed. I still have not forgotten the morning."

The second half of the day was some of the best sex they had but Dinesh wanted to play the power games and so wanted to remind her of what happened in the morning.

"Common. Get naked." He waved his fingers.

"But you already punished me." Meeta was bit defiant.

"I know that this is a continuation of that." Dinesh jumped into the bed and took his tablet and started playing with it.

Meeta sat for a while. She hated being made to undress for no reason. But she was afraid of angering him.

"Do you need help?" Dinesh looked up.

"No." She got up and removed her pyjammas and underwear. Stark naked she climbed into the bed.

"Good. You also stay naked tomorrow."

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what will happen next

[Ramesh_Rocky]

An Indian Marriage Ch. 10

Meeta and Dinesh woke up late on Sunday. Meeta was the first and she got up and made herself coffee. She was distinctly aware of her nakedness and it felt strange sitting in the kitchen having coffee with no clothes on. Dinesh wandered in his boxers shortly.

"Good morning. Naked glory."

"Good morning."

He made himself coffee and sat next to her.

"You look beautiful."

"Is it because I am naked?"

"Partly. Plus it is quite hard to look good when you are naked. It is easy to look good with clothes, make up etc."

Meeta pondered over his philosophy. It was probably true but she did not like it. Dinesh interrupted her with a kiss to her lips and she reciprocated. They sat for a while like two lovers.

"Can you cook something today?" Dinesh asked.

"OK. Can I wear something?"

"An apron is all you get to wear." Dinesh smiled at her.

Dinesh sat at the table reading stuff on his tablet and Meeta got cooking in her apron. Her bare bum was nicely on display and she looked sexy. Dinesh was thinking what else he could do with her today. Yesterday went perfectly. He got to dominate her and she also enjoyed parts of the sex. He wanted to maintain that balance in their relationship. As she was cooking, Dinesh groped her from behind and squeezed her cheeks.

"Did you enjoy yesterday?"

"Yes, I did." He nibbled at her ears and Meeta liked it.

"Not the punishment. I bet." He ran his fingers over her ass. There was hardly any mark from yesterday.

"No I did not like that."

"What about the cake?"

Meeta giggled at the thought of cake.

"What can we do with you today?" Dinesh asked rhetorically.

"How about leaving me alone for a while?" Meeta laughed.

"Leaving this piece of ass alone is hard. Dinesh squeezed hard.

They had breakfast with Meeta in her apron.

"So, today, we are going to go for a run outside. It is a decent day outside. Let this be the first day of exercising."

Meeta nodded.

"Where will we go?"

"I know a nice quiet place."

"Be nice with me. I have not done much exercising."

"I will. But you are still in my punishment book and so you better do what I tell you to."

"What will I wear?" Meeta was afraid that Dinesh would make her run naked.

"Don't worry. I will get you something to wear."

Dinesh bought her a pair of shorts, t-shirt and a bra. Meeta had not worn shorts outside but she like it better than the skirt. There was not underwear and she hated that. Dinesh was dressed in shorts and t-shirt as well. They drove for about 15 minutes to an isolated place, which also had a pond. It was quite cold and early and so it looked even emptier.

"It is cold." Meeta pointed out.

"Yes, a bit. But running will warm us up."

They both started jogging. Dinesh slowed to match her pace. It did not take too long for Meeta to get tired. She started gasping.

"Common, don't stop." Dinesh scolded her.

"I'm trying." She panted. After a few more yards she stopped.

"That was horrible. Don't stop."

"Please. I need a break."

"OK, I will let you have a break but there is a penalty."

Meeta stared at him. Dinesh calmly got closer and tugged her shorts down to her thighs.

"What are you doing?" Meeta frantically looked around to see if anyone was there. There wasn't anyone.

"You can take as many breaks as you want. But every break will mean your pants are down and you bum gets some fresh air."

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"What if someone sees me?" There was anger in her voice.

"Unlikely anyone will be here but that is the risk you are taking when you stop."

"That is not fair." She lowered her tone.

"If you had practiced like I told you this wouldn't have happened."

"Please. I will practice. You already punished me."

"One more round will remind you that. Now stop complaining unless you want me to remove those shorts completely."

That scared the heck out of Meeta. There was no way she was willing to give up the shorts totally. She resigned to the fact and thought about what she could do next. She quickly pulled up her pants and started jogging at a very slow pace. Dinesh watched her from behind and then joined her.

"A little bit of encouragement helps." He playfully patted her covered bum.

Meeta did not say anything. She was being coerced to do it. Encouragement was just an excuse. However it did work and she was running again. The next sprint did not last too long as Meeta started tiring again. The one silver lining was that they were near a wooden area and so there was even less visibility. She pushed herself but could not go further and so decided that this would a place to stop. Dinesh was ahead of her and he looked back and stopped.

"Not bad. You did better."

Meeta panted.

"Pants down when you stop." Dinesh reminded her.

Meeta peeled down her pants till where her bum met the thighs. She walked clumsily.

"How much do we have to run?"

"This trail is only about 2Km. We are probably 1/3rd of the way now."

Meeta's mind started calculating how she was going to do this with as little exposure as possible. She was afraid someone else would show up without warning. Dinesh was also worried about that. He was not sure Meeta would take it well if some stranger saw her naked. While he did not mind that happening and that would add a good edge to this game, it was something that he was not willing to make her go through. There was a very low chance of someone coming here this early on a Sunday morning.

Meeta restarted her run after a 2-minute break. She pulled her pants and got going. She hated running. It was making her sweaty even though it was mildly cold outside. This only lasted a short distance and she was tired again. This time she did not wait for Dinesh to say anything and obediently lowered her pants.

"Yes. Can we please stop? I will practice from tomorrow."

"No. You are practicing now. One more complaint from you and you are getting a spanking here in public."

Dinesh waved his hand to gesture.

"How much more?"

"We are still a long way away. You can stop now but you get a spanking. Your decision."

Meeta was caught between two hard choices. A spanking here would be embarrassing, especially if someone saw. Running was getting very hard as well. She felt nothing but anger and hatred at Dinesh. Why was he being so mean?

She pulled up her pants and ran. This time she surprised herself by not getting tired for quite a while. As she was getting tired, they heard some noises behind. Meeta was shocked and turned around to look. There were two girls in their bikes coming from behind. They sped past them quickly and were soon gone.

Meeta ran with renewed vigour as the fear of public exposure drove her. Dinesh smiled inwardly fully aware of the conundrum she faced. The new vigour only lasted for a while and Meeta came to a halt panting.

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"Good work. We are about half way done now. "

Meeta panted as she lowered her pants and stumbled forward.

"I am tired. I can't run anymore." She looked like she would collapse there. Dinesh decided to take pity.

"Ok. I will let you go this time. But we are doing this run in a month and if you cannot finish that one there will be consequences." He warned.

"Thank you." She rested her arms on his shoulder.

"Let's walk the rest of the way."

Meeta obliged but even that felt like an effort. They walked for the remainder and came to a resting place with some wooden benches. Dinesh sat on them and she joined.

"Good start to a Sunday. I bet you never run that much in your life."

"Yes. It is hard."

"What was hard? The running or the fact that you had to expose yourself?"

Meeta thought about it. They both were difficult in their own way.

"Both."

"Are you afraid of being caught naked in front of people?"

Meeta thought that was an incredulous question.

"Off course. That is embarrassing. Wouldn't you?"

"Not really. I have been naked in front of others."

"Really. Where?"

"In college. We once had to do a dare where bunch of had to get naked and run past this place."

"Ohh. That is horrible. Did someone force you too?"

"No. There was peer pressure but nobody forced me. In a way it was exciting."

"Exciting?" Meeta was still perplexed.

"Trust me. Some people find it sexy and thrilling to do such stunts. Girls as well."

"Even girls. That would never happen in India."

"Maybe not in your town but rest of India is not that conservative and sexually restrained."

"Do you think I am restrained?"

"Yes. But it is not your fault. Also you have opened up a lot on the last month alone. You have gone from a shy girl who had no idea about sex to someone who enjoys it a bit. You have worn skirts and other clothes that you never dreamt off. Some of that has been coerced by me but you are getting better."

Meeta liked that he acknowledged her transformation. She herself reflected on this. Dinesh forced a lot of this on her but she had to give him some credit for getting her to where she was.

"Why are you so demanding?"

"Because I can be and there is no harm in it."

"I don't like it always." She confessed.

"Yes. I know." He did not give any more explanation.

They both looked at each other. Dinesh then pulled her closer and they kissed.

"You are mine to play with. Let yourself go and you will enjoy it as well." He whispered in between the kissing. Meeta was partly tired and partly lost in the embrace. She did not say anything. They walked back to the car and drove home. The rest of the day was spent doing some shopping and household stuff.

[Renjith]

Super bro
But add little romance too

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Super bro
But add little romance too

It's already written story my friend I am just reposting the story All credit goes to original author.

[Renjith]

K bro

[Ramesh_Rocky]

An Indian Marriage Ch. 11

The following Friday, Anju called and offered to drive Meeta to a shopping mall. Meeta was uncomfortable at the prospect of meeting her but at the same time wanted some company. So she agreed.

Anju picked her up just before lunch and they went to nice looking restaurant just outside the mall. Anju was her usual talkative and inquisitive self. They chatted about cooking and what they wanted to buy. Invariably the topic of workout came up.

"Did you speak to Dinesh about the running? And did you stand your ground?

Meeta looked around nervously before finding her voice.

"Yes. I did."

"And..."

"He did not like it."

"So...did you tell him you could decide?"

"I tried but he got angry."

Meeta's mind wandered to that incident and the memories of belt crashing on her ass came to fore. She shuddered and went silent.

"You can tell me anything. I won't tell anyone. Did Dinesh force you?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"Well..." Meeta stammered and Anju waited patiently.

"He scolded me and beat me."

"WHAT!" Anju was shocked.

"What do you mean he beat you?"

"Well, he punished me for disobeying him."

"How did he punish you?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Meeta was afraid to say more.

"If you talk about it will help. Common be open with me. I am your only friend here." Anju played the emotional game.

"He span...spanked me."

"Spanked you?"

"Yes."

"You mean on your bottom?" Anju was shocked to hear this. She suspected that Dinesh was the dominant in the relationship but did not know that he was so dominant.

"Yes."

"Did he slap you?"

"No."

"Just spanked you with this hand." Anju wanted to dig further. She was more curious than anything.

"With his hand and belt. He made me remove my clothes and present my bottom to him." Meeta liked the word bottom better than ass or bum.

"WOW. That's crazy indeed. You should not let him do that."

"He is like that and to be honest he was clear about it from start about what punishment I would get if I disobeyed."

"You mean he told you before that he would spank you."

"Yes, he has spanked me before but this one was more severe."

"So he has done this more than one time."

"Yes."

"That is not how marriages work. You cannot let him stamp over you and beat you."

"What can I do?"

"Tell him that it is not allowed for husbands to beat their wives."

"He is very clear about it. He is nice and loving otherwise. I just need to obey. I also thought running was good for me and I should have done that."

Anju realized that not only was Dinesh a dominant, Meeta was inherently submissive. She was powerless to do anything here. In some ways a perfect match. Her dislike of Dinesh also stemmed for her college days and their brief romantic encounter. She remembered Dinesh being loving but she also remembered him being a bit old fashioned and sexist.

"I'm sorry for you. But you need to find the courage to stand up. No husband in this country treats his wife like that."

"Dinesh said some couples are like that."

"Not really." Anju did not want to agree to that fact that some couples are kinky and have dom-sub relationships.

"Do you want me to talk to him?" Anju was not sure how she would broach this topic with Dinesh. She had lots of history with him and it was not her place. Yet she felt that she should do something.

"No. I don't think he will like it. He is nice except when I not obey him."

"What else does he make you do?"

"His main request is for me to get fit. He demands few other things in bed but nothing that I hate." Meeta was inadvertently opening up to her.

"I see. Start being firm and question his approach if he tries to beat you again."

"OK."

"Did the spanking hurt?" Anju's curiosity got the better of her. Her mind was trying to picture the situation. It was erotic and repelling at the same time. She pondered if Adam would ever do that to her. In her relation, the powers were mostly even and in some cases titled in her favour.

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'Yes. Very much. Dinesh was really angry that day. I could not sit properly next day."

"Poor you."

"Has he done that again, since?"

"No."

"Good."

Anju wanted to probe more but she felt she was crossing a line into very private territory. She did not want to push her more. Her mind now raced on whether she should confront Dinesh with this. She was not sure. She decided to change the topic.

The rest of the day passed with them doing lots of shopping. Meeta felt more friendly towards Anju than before. They exchanged childhood stories and bonded quite well. Once the shopping was done, Anju decided to take her to a pub. It was quite early for the pub but they went there anyway. They ordered wine and started talking more.

Around 5, Meeta looked at the watch and exclaimed.

"Ohh. It is getting late. We should go home. Dinesh will be there by 6.00."

"Does he expect you stay at home when he gets?"

"No. But we should at least tell him."

"Then tell him. Tell him that you are out having fun and he should take care of himself." Anju laughed. She was mildly drunk. She chugged the remainder of the wine and motioned to the waiter.

"Don't you have to drive?" Meeta was concerned about her intoxication.

"Relax. I only had 2 glasses. I can drive."

"I think we should go home."

"Stop being afraid. Didn't we just talk about it?"

Meeta was partly concerned about Dinesh but she was equally concerned about Anju driving her.

"I'm not afraid. We can go home and drink there."

Anju thought it was not a bad idea and part of her wanted to confront Dinesh.

"Ok, let's do that."

She cancelled her order and they drove home. Once home, they resumed their wine consumption.

At 6.30, Dinesh walked in to one tipsy girl, his wife and another very drunk girl, Anju. He was not expecting them but did not mind either. He liked that they were bonding.

"Looks like you girls are having too much fun."

"Ohh...yes we are. Aren't we?" Anju shouted and wrapped her hands around Meeta. Meeta smiled as well but at the same time she was trying to guage Dinesh's reaction.

"Good. Can I join?"

"Yes." Meeta quickly replied.

"Good, get me a beer then."

"Why don't you go get it yourself?" Anju was not holding back.

Dinesh was amused. He could tell she was drunk.

"I will get it." Meeta was tipsy but she was aware of the tension in that discussion. She went to the kitchen.

"So are you corrupting my wife?" Dinesh decided to join the banter.

"Teaching her how to handle you."

"And how are you doing that?"

"Just some tricks. Why should I tell you?"

Meeta walked in with the beer.

"Thanks darling." Dinesh got up and kissed her.

"So what have you girls been up to besides drinking?"

"We went shopping and wandered around." Meeta answered.

Anju had gone bit quiet and was sipping her wine. She instinctively chugged the wine and spoke up.

"So you beat your wife if she does not obey you?"

The room went silent and Meeta was shocked. At that moment she regretted talking to Anju. Dinesh however was much calmer than Meeta expected.

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"I do punish her if she breaks the rules we agreed on." He stared at Anju directly.

"You are such old fashioned and a jerk." Anju was annoyed at his calmness.

"Old fashsioned, maybe. Jerk, really?"

"Besides Meeta needs a good teacher? Doesn't she?" He grabbed Meeta by her hips and hugged her. Meeta was nervous and nodded reluctantly. She decided to interject.

"Anju is drunk. She is blabbering stuff." She tried to reason.

"Well she is not lying. I did punish you." Dinesh was blunt.

"You think you are so in control but you are not." Anju was getting agitated.

"So you what did you tell her?" Dinesh now looked at Meeta. His voice was stern.

"Nothing..." Meeta was afraid.

"It's OK. I'm not angry but wanted to see what all you told her."

"Just a little bit."

"Little bit about what?"

"The span..spanking you gave me." Meeta found it more embarrassing to say that in front of Anju.

"Which one? Dinesh was loving this conversation.

"The one about me not practicing running." Meeta felt he was intentionally asking for more details.

Anju interjected and tried to get up.

"I think you are a jerk for doing that."

"And who are you to interfere?"

Meeta tried to pacify the situation.

"Look. This is not an issue. We talked about it. Can you let it go?" She looked pleadingly at Anju.

"You are such a pussy. I told you to stand up to him. And you are a jerk." She repeated.

Dinesh was prepared for this. In fact he had a devious plan. He decided to test Meeta.

"Meeta, I want you go inside to the bedroom and wait till I call you."

Meeta stared at the order.

"Don't do it girl. I'm telling you."

Meeta was indeed debating it but she was afraid and unsure about Dinesh's reaction. She so wanted to take Anju's side and decided to muster the courage.

"Can we talk about this later? Let's drop Anju home now." She tried to play a different angle.

"We will drop Anju for sure but now you do what I tell you to."

"See, he is a jerk. Trying to control you in front of me as well."

Dinesh looked at Meeta. The rebel in her was fighting this situation but the beauty of it was that he was the winner on both sides of this fight.

"Please...let's drop Anju..." Meeta stammered.

"I will count to 5. 1...2...3"

"OK, OK, I will go. You are a jerk." Meeta screamed and ran inside. Now Dinesh looked at Anju. She looked away.

"She has got a rebel in her and you are fueling that fire." He lectured.

"Now, you have crossed that limit. So back off a bit. You can teach her stuff but know your limits." He stared at her.

"Or else what?" Anju was defiant.

"It's the wine talking. Isn't it?"

"I could spank you as well." Dinesh laughed at his own joke and it angered Anju even more.

"Fuck you! I will do what I want. You can't stop me."

"Yes, I can." There was an assured calmness about his voice.

"You have always hated my guts. You have hated the fact that I dumped you. Now you are trying to get even via my wife."

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Anju stared but there was truth in that.

"I'm going home." She wanted to leave now.

"Trust you to leave after creating a mess." Dinesh smirked.

"You are not in a state to drive."

"I'm going." She stumbled. Dinesh caught her and stopped her from falling.

"Let me go."

"I will. If you can stand up on your own." He let go and she almost fell again.

"You are one drunk brat at this time."

"Fuck you!"

"Enough!" He grabbed her by the shoulder.

"Now listen, you behave or I am going to call Adam and tell him about this episode and your behavior."

"What is he going to do? I will tell him about you beating your wife and maybe the security officer as well." Anju was not in a mood to give up.

Dinesh decided to play his trump card.

"I hate doing this but you are forcing it. Adam also does not know about 2 things, our history and your fling that happened after your marriage."

Anju froze. The alcohol and blood seemed to drain off her. She knew that Adam did not know about their history but the bigger revelation was that Dinesh new about her affair. Adam might be OK handling the first news but second one was one of those secrets that would ruin their marriage.

"How do you know...?"

"I always knew. I have no intention of letting any of that out. But I had to use that weapon today."

Anju was quiet. She had nothing to say and her defeat was reflected in her silence.

"Good. Looks like that helped take the brat out of you."

"Now you are going to sit here like a good girl and watch a man deal with his wife. Understood?"

Anju nodded.

"In fact as show of acceptance of the situation, why don't you get up and get yourself a glass of water and me a beer."

Anju did not move.

"Dear Anju. After the conversation we just had, that is the least you can do."

Anju got up and dragged herself to the kitchen. Dinesh had no intention of blackmailing Anju. He was more than happy to play the games with Meeta. However, he sensed this situation was ripe to play another one of his perverted games. He had two beautiful women in his new game.

Anju bought the beer and gave him. She walked and dropped on the chair further away from Dinesh.

"Now what?"

"For starters, why don't you stand up here?" He smiled.

She got up and complied.

"So here's the deal. I have no intention of blackmailing you. But you created a scene today and provoked Meeta into it. She will pay a price for it. Your job is stand here and watch. If you behave and stand there obediently I will drop you home after that. Also none of what we discussed here goes to Meeta. It will probably hurt your relationship more with her than me. Deal?"

"Ok, whatever."

"Good. Meeta, you can come now." Dinesh yelled. Meeta was pacing in the bedroom, unsure what was going to happen. All kinds of thoughts raced through her head. What will Dinesh do? I hope he does not leave me. That was always her bigger fear.

"Anju is now calmer. Isn't she?" Dinesh looked at Anju. She remained quiet.

"Isn't she?" Dinesh shouted.

"Yes." A meek defeated reply.

Meeta was surprised at this. She was not sure what Dinesh did to her.

"Now, before you ran in. You called me what?"

Meeta did not reply.

"I'm waiting. This is only going to make things worse for some part of your body. You know which!"

Meeta went back to her apologetic self.

"I'm sorry. I called you a jerk."

"Yes, you did. And for that, you are going to get punished in front of your co-conspirator.

Meeta was stunned.

"No. Please. Can we do this after or in the bedroom?"

"No."

"Please..." Slight tears came to her eyes and she begged.

"No. It is apt for Anju to witness what happens to you when you upset me. Now come here in front of me." He gestured.

Meeta looked at Anju and she looked away. This was embarrassing to both of them. For Meeta is was just going to get worse.

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As she stationed in front of her, Dinesh's hands went to her jeans' button. Meeta instinctively tried to stop him.

"Hands on your heads and keep it there. From now on, any interference will increase your punishment. Understood?"

Meeta obliged. Dinesh pulled her jeans down her knees to her ankles.

"Step out of them." She did and her lacy black panties came to Anju's view.

"Put that jeans over there and come over my lap. And Anju this is what happens to a naughty Meeta."

"You win. You don't have to do this and humiliate her and us."

"That is for me to decide. I don't want another word from you unless I ask you a question. So zip it."

Anju was angry at being told to shut up but she had no choice. And so did Meeta and she dbangd herself over his lap. Dinesh adjusted to make sure her ass was well positioned and then started his favourite exercise.

"Spank."

"Spank."

"Spank."

He started gently and increased the pace.

"Spank."

"Spank."

"Spank."

"Spank."

"Spank."

Meeta felt her ass getting warmer by the second. It then started to sting.

"I think Adam should do this to you." Dinesh looked at Anju. She scowled.

"And Meeta, you learning a lesson again for calling me a jerk?"

"Yes." Meeta was defiant in her answer.

"I did not hear the word sorry."

He punctuated it with few crisp spanks.

"Sorry. Sorry." Meeta corrected.

"I think these panties are coming in the way." As he said that he dragged the panties down to her thighs exposing her delicious buttocks. Anju was appalled at this and at the fact that she was made to watch this. Meeta cried out at the embarrassment.

"Please...no"

"This is much better." He started raining blows.

"Spank."

"Spank."

"Spank."

"Spank."

"Spank."

After about 2 minutes, Meeta was crying and saying sorry repeatedly. Dinesh was thinking about stopping when Anju jumped.

"You brute. You are hurting her. Can't you see?"

"She deserved it. And didn't I tell you to keep quiet? You never learn do you?"

Dinesh massaged Meeta's globes taking the sting away.

"Meeta, get up. Go get the spatula from the kitchen."

"Please. Sorry. I am really sorry."

"Go get it." Dinesh dismissed her.

Meeta was dreading this. She bought back the spatula and gave it to him. She started to get back over his lap when he motioned her away.

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"I think someone else in this room deserves this. First for being such a brat and for not being quiet when told to."

Anju immediately reacted to this.

"Don't you dare?"

"You do deserve this. Now I won't remove your clothes. That is Adam's territory however, I will give you 6 smacks over your jeans."

"No way!"

"You are not in a position to bargain."

Anju knew that. Her mind raced but there was nothing she could do.

"Now come to the center of the room and grab your ankles. Don't delay this any longer."

Anju knew that he was right. Delaying was only prolonging their humiliation. Meeta was stunned. The burning in her bum temporarily forgotten as she was about witness her hubby spanking another woman. A woman who till 3 hours ago was arguing that she should not let him do that. Meeta wondered if Dinesh would make Anju remove her clothes. She also was wondering how she would react to that. For all the punishments Dinesh dished out to her, he was still hers. He combined pain and pleasure and all of that was on her. Now she was in her living room, stripped off her panties, waiting to see if her husband would do the same to another woman.

Anju moved to the center of the room, defeated. She stood there.

"Grab your ankles. Present the target." Dinesh mocked her. This was more than he had ever imagined. He never was that interested in Anju and did not harbor any sexual feelings about her. The situation presented itself and he had somehow managed to come on top. The power was intoxicating.

Anju grabbed her ankles. Her jeans tightened over her shapely ass. Meeta was relieved that Dinesh did not remove her jeans.

"I'm going to give you 6 hard smacks. At the end of 6, I want you to say sorry for meddling in our affairs. Understood?"

Anju did not respond at first but was reminded when Dinesh touched her jeans clad ass.

"OK"

"Good. And if I don't hear that, we will continue to 12." Dinesh tapped her ass again.

Anju cringed. She had lost the battler of wits here and found herself in this predicament. She was bending over for a guy she once had a crush but then ended hating. She was using Meeta as a weapon to get back but that had spectacularly backfired. Then her thoughts got interrupted.

"Splat"

Dinesh used considerable force, knowing fully, that her pants offered good protection. The sound was loud and Anju did feel it. The humiliation of being subject to this hurt more.

"Splat"

"Splat"

Dinesh added two more in rapid succession. That did add a sting to her ass and Anju shifted a bit.

"Splat"

"Splat"

"Splat"

Dinesh finished the 6 in rapid fire. Then he waited for Anju. Anju was fully aware of it but waited long enough to open her mouth.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

Anju did not answer. Dinesh tapped her jeans.

"Want me to continue?"

Anju gave an exasperated sigh.

"I'm sorry for meddling with your life."

"Good. You can get up. You can leave now if you want or you can hang around. As far as I am concerned we are even."

Anju did not say anything. She got up. Looked around for her purse. Her eyes locked with Meeta's for a moment. They both were embarrassed and the bravado of the evening had faded away.

Anju found her purse and without saying much got up and left. Dinesh did not say anything either till she left.

"So, that's settled. Come here you naughty girl. " Dinesh gestured.

Meeta moved closer and Dinesh hugged her.

"Now that was an experience. Wasn't it?"

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"Yes." Meeta agreed.

"You keep finding ways to get spanked. Don't you?" Dinesh squeezed her ass checks and laughed.

"What if she tells Adam?" Meeta was curious.

"She won't. She knows she deserved it and there is nothing she can achieve by telling Adam. Are you going to behave from now on? Or should we give you another treatment with the spatula?"

"No. I will be good." Meeta quickly answered.

"Are you sure? Maybe we should make it clearer." Dinesh toyed with her.

"I will be good. I won't see her again."

"You can see her again. In fact, you two are good friends. So you should continue that. It will be hard after tonight but try to maintain that. But what you must remember is that I am the boss here and this belongs to me."

Dinesh patted her ass to underscore the point.

"Now all this has gotten be excited and I am debating if I should fuck your mouth or your pussy. What do you want?"

Meeta was not ready for this question. She stammered a reply.

"I don't know. "

"Well, think. I like doing both."

Meeta was thinking. She wanted sex but was too embarrassed to ask, especially, after what transpired.

"Let's do both since you can't decide."

Meeta was relieved to hear that, as she was not required to answer.

"On your knees." He motioned and she did likewise.

Dinesh unzipped his trousers and his erect cock sprung up.

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An Indian Marriage Ch. 12

Meeta stared at his cock, knowing fully, what he wanted her to do. She slowly took his cock into her mouth.

"Don't suck yet. Lick it first"

She took the cock out and started licking it. Her tongue was dry and so she struggled at first but as she relaxed a bit she found her wetness. Dinesh stood there, enjoying the treatment. He was thinking what a wonderful submissive she was. Unwilling but submissive never the less. Meeta continued licking for few minutes and his cock was rock hard.

"Hands behind your back."

Dinesh ordered as he took his cock into his hands. He started rubbing his cock her against her lips and cheeks.

"I think this dirty mouth needs a good fucking."

With that he started thrusting into her mouth. Meeta almost feel back but Dinesh grabbed her head and controlled it. At first Dinesh was slow moving his cock in and out gently. He slowly changed the pace. His cock was not the largest but at the same time it was not small either. He barely managed to deep throat her but her gag reflex was very active. She spluttered several time, spitting more saliva on his already wet cock. After few minutes, Dinesh decided to give her a small break.

"That was good. You also kept your teeth away without me telling you."

Meeta relaxed a bit. She had unconsciously kept her teeth away. This face fucking was not enjoyable but then nothing today was. The spanking in front of someone was much worse than what she was enduring right now. She reflected on the fact that this was one of her worst days since getting married. She had lots of good ones but in terms of limits being crossed , the pain, the humiliation this was easily on top. She was rudely interrupted by Dinesh's manhood rubbing and slapping against her cheek.

"Round two."

Round two did not last too long as Dinesh pumped furiously as if she was a lifeless doll. He quickly came but instead of coming inside her mouth, he took his cock out and spurted over her hair and face. That was the last act of domination in today's session.

"Ohh..." His orgasmic groans were louder than usual. He enjoyed this to the full extent.

Dinesh pulled up his trousers over his semi-flacid cock as Meeta slowly got up. She went straight to the bathroom to clean her face. In the bathroom as she ran cold water over her face, cleaning the gooey mess, she wondered if she had really made a mistake today. She was convinced that getting Anju involved in their personal life was not a good idea and that was totally her fault. She however felt that Dinesh went too far today and she did not have the courage to stand up to that and say no. She dried herself and got out.

Dinesh was sitting on the couch, doing something on the phone.

"Come here." He said is a very mild and loving tone. He put the phone aside and pulled her into his lap.

"I'm sure you did not like anything that happened today. Correct?" He played with her cheeks.

"No. I did not."

"But you deserved it. Don't you think?"

Meeta hated these questions. There was never a right answer and her embarrassment increased whichever way she answered.

"I don't know. I think you are deciding that." She found the right words.

"Yes, I am but your behavior contributed to it. I don't mind it though. Every time you screw up, I punish you and we get back to being a loving couple. You called me a jerk but I don't take that personally."

"But it was so embarrassing in front of her." Meeta fought back tears as the memories came back.

"That was part of the punishment. Sorry, if you did not like that. I will avoid punishing you in front of others."

Meeta nodded and shifted in his lap. She had worn a t-shirt and shorts when she came back from the bathroom.

"Is your bum hurting?"

"No."

"You sure? I can put lotion or oil if you want."

"No. I am fine."

"Don't be shy. You might like it considering the day you had."

Meeta did not answer but Dinesh decided to make the decision for her.

"Let's do this. You go to the bedroom and get fully naked on the bed. I will order some food and give you a good body rub."

He lifted her off his lap and set her on the way. She trotted obediently. Dinesh ordered food and picked some body oils from the bathroom. He was treated to a fully naked Meeta likely on the bed with her ass upturned. There were no marks on them from the spanking and in fact she did not feel anything from the spanking at all.