13-02-2019, 01:31 PM
Guru-ji: Remember one thing Beti, if you focus on those details only where you felt uncomfortable throughout this Maha-yagya, you will ONLY feel the ebb, but if you recap the good things, the pleasures that you got from this process, you will surely feel refreshed. The choice is yours. Be merry and jovial and try to enjoy life! Always have faith on Linga Maharaj and you will of course succeed! Are you getting me?
Me: Yes Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: No one would disturb you till you get up. Good night Beti. Jai Linga Maharaj!
At last, yes at l-a-s-t, my humiliation journey ended and Guru-ji asked me to go inside the ashram. I almost ran inside the ashram with my big tight mangoes swaying intensely as I hurried past the males standing and watching me. I was almost breathless as I stumbled over the steps to get inside the ashram.
Aah! Eventually some cover for me!
I slammed the door of my room and…. … and started sobbing.
I was feeling so disgraced; a feeling of hatred towards myself was engulfing me. Being someone’s wife, I was so cheaply displaying my naked body to any Tom, Dick and Harry! I felt thoroughly exploited today, but… but the thin silver lining of hope to bear a child urged me to carry on. But now I was feeling utterly frustrated and browbeaten and tried to release my anger, my wretchedness by sobbing and sobbing only. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I sat on the floor lamenting.
I did not know how long I was sitting like that. After sometime I pulled myself up and then as I switched on the light I noticed two glasses of juice kept on the table. I honestly was rather thirsty – out of exertion, out of shyness, out of anxiousness and what not! I gulped down the juice from one glass and reluctantly picked up my nighty from the bedside and wore it. I washed myself and went to bed and was trying to focus on what Guru-ji stressed in the end. Obviously the fuck I had today was the best so far in my life and the very thinking about it immediately turned my nipples hard inside my nighty. I blushed to myself and shuffled nervously rubbing my ass on the bed.
Since I had sobbed for a prolonged period of time, I was actually feeling much carefree now and when I tried to rethink on Guru-ji’s words, the most pleasurable moment that came to my mind was of course Guru-ji fucking me.
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Me: Yes Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: No one would disturb you till you get up. Good night Beti. Jai Linga Maharaj!
At last, yes at l-a-s-t, my humiliation journey ended and Guru-ji asked me to go inside the ashram. I almost ran inside the ashram with my big tight mangoes swaying intensely as I hurried past the males standing and watching me. I was almost breathless as I stumbled over the steps to get inside the ashram.
Aah! Eventually some cover for me!
I slammed the door of my room and…. … and started sobbing.
I was feeling so disgraced; a feeling of hatred towards myself was engulfing me. Being someone’s wife, I was so cheaply displaying my naked body to any Tom, Dick and Harry! I felt thoroughly exploited today, but… but the thin silver lining of hope to bear a child urged me to carry on. But now I was feeling utterly frustrated and browbeaten and tried to release my anger, my wretchedness by sobbing and sobbing only. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I sat on the floor lamenting.
I did not know how long I was sitting like that. After sometime I pulled myself up and then as I switched on the light I noticed two glasses of juice kept on the table. I honestly was rather thirsty – out of exertion, out of shyness, out of anxiousness and what not! I gulped down the juice from one glass and reluctantly picked up my nighty from the bedside and wore it. I washed myself and went to bed and was trying to focus on what Guru-ji stressed in the end. Obviously the fuck I had today was the best so far in my life and the very thinking about it immediately turned my nipples hard inside my nighty. I blushed to myself and shuffled nervously rubbing my ass on the bed.
Since I had sobbed for a prolonged period of time, I was actually feeling much carefree now and when I tried to rethink on Guru-ji’s words, the most pleasurable moment that came to my mind was of course Guru-ji fucking me.
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Am back with more yaarlog! Thanks everyone for the replies that you have made to keep the thread running. Keep replying to keep me!
Enjoy...
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