Thriller Builders Kuttiya
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Chapter 8

Nervous? Yes, like hell; my stomach was a knot of nervous energy but I was also so completely turned on it almost hurt. Hardly having time to think, Kavita stood straight up and quickly removed her skirt and rolled her tights down her legs, throwing them at me on the sofa. She removed her blouse and was standing there in just her bra and Panties. I looked admiringly at her lovely lithe, feminine body. Her skin is a beautiful glossy pale colour, her body tight and taut and athletic, her stomach flat and almost muscular but feminine in every way. She has a beautiful feminine elegance that reminded me there and then why I was bisexual and admired the female form so much.

She saw my eyes scanning all over her body and probably observed the lust and longing in my eyes, she smiled subtly, almost shyly, in acknowledgement:

"When you agree to the rules you'll be on your knees in front of me doing it, just where you belong as my personal Kuttiya. We're going to give these two a demonstration of your submission to me so that we all know your place and you know mine as the dominant female," she said, flicking a thumb in the direction of the guys who were now watching in rapt attention.

Although I couldn't see them clearly I just knew their lunds would be stirring again ready for me, enjoying this business woman's further debasement at the hands of this gorgeous young woman. I had no intention of stopping this, quite the contrary; I couldn't wait to demonstrate my submission. All this was happening so fast I just went with what I felt I wanted and I knew I wanted this.

She removed her bra, her gorgeous 34c breasts popping out erotically. A whistle and a chuckle from the guys confirmed they liked what they saw too. She ignored them. She wasn't getting naked for their benefit. She pointed to me to kneel, her languid eyes staring widely at me to ensure my compliance. I dropped to my knees, inches away from her crotch. She pulled my head into her while still wearing Panties as I breathed in her scent and already wished she had removed her panties. The subtext was that she would take off her Panties only when I had submitted to her. It wouldn't take long.

"The rules are simple my little Kuttiya," she said as she lent down to lift my face towards her eyes so we had direct eye contact, "You will be my personal Kuttiya whenever you're in my presence. I'm going to stay here for a few weeks after all so whilst I do whenever you're in this flat you will do whatever I tell you without question. The guys too; you're my Kuttiya but they found you so their reward is to have you whenever they want also although when were altogether like we are now, I'm in control. The guys are fine with this, why wouldn't they be!? Don't expect an easy time though, I'm demanding and I will expect total submission from you. If any of us call you and ask you to come here you will do so whenever we require. I know you work full time so I will take this into account most of the time as long as you remain obedient, which I'm sure you will.

If you agree to this we can discuss the finer points later but now, you are to tell me and the guys that you willingly accept this and you'll be my dutiful bitch ready to serve any of us as we wish. If you do not want this then stand up, get dressed and leave and we will forget all about this. If you agree as I feel sure you will, then your submission starts here. Oh, and you will refer to me as Miss at all times."

She stopped talking suddenly and I felt all eyes on me. I really didn't know what exactly I was expected to say; was there a script for submitting to a dominant younger mistress? I knew however that I wanted this badly, fantasized about it and I knew I was about to publically submit to her. I was determined to demonstrate to them all how much I wanted this so I used my usual plan of late and just said whatever came into my mind:

"Thank you Miss for giving me the opportunity to be your Kuttiya and your bitch. I graciously accept the offer, I will do anything you tell me without question, make me your bitch. Please allow me to pleasure your choot and make me do anything you want for you, I want to serve you." I finished, looking up into her eyes hopefully, a blush of crimson heat warming my face in embarrassment at the almost pleading tone I'd just presented to a young girl as I graciously begged her to be her personal Kuttiya. As I said the last phrase about being her bitch and pleading for her choot, she threw her head back and growled as if my words had deeply aroused her.

"Oh I'm going to enjoy you, you cheap, dirty little Kuttiya," she grinned widely, a cheeky glint in her eye seemingly demonstrating delight at her total and pathetically easy conquest of me. As she said this she slid her Panties down her legs and sat on the couch, opening her legs wide. This was done all in one graceful, languid movement. She wasn't wasting time confirming her victory.

"Get in between my legs now you little bitch, you're going to eat my cunt. You better be good at this, you're going to be doing it a lot from now on!" as she said it, I was treated to the erotic sight of her long fingernails sliding vertically up and down her inviting bhosada. I remember thinking how gorgeous her choot looked. She was well groomed, a shaved choot with just a small thatch of hair above it, a puffy clit that was just screaming at me to taste it, her fingers pushing the inviting, moist lips of her pink choot open erotically.

I wasted no time now I knew my accepted place. I prised open her choot with my hands and felt her whole body jolt sharply as I planted my tongue on her clit firmly. We were both turned on totally and this was no time for sensuality, I was going to eat her cunt until she came over my face. I felt her hands grabbing my hair pulling me into her so hard I could hardly breathe and tried my very best to lick her clit and slide my tongue between her choot lips. I could taste her arousal, she was so wet already from the night's eroticism that a minute in I had that tinny, magnetic, salty taste of her juices pooling in my mouth and coating my lips.

As I set to work, I dipped two fingers into her hole, she was so wet already. She had been turned on since I had got here and was ready for her come. Just as had happened with the guys and the lund sucking, I soon found myself doing little other than poking my tongue out stiffly while Kavita grabbed my head and rubbed her choot and clit all over my face with her pelvic thrusts, lifting her cunt up and down across my nose and lips. Her pace was frantic and my face was soaked quickly as she essentially used my tongue to bring herself off. She pulled my hair painfully and clamped her legs around my head holding me still as she screamed out in joy, a powerful orgasm wracking her body, her juices coating my face whilst I struggled to maintain my breathing. Almost clamped to her face, I felt her choot throb on my tongue and a liquid burst of her excitement leak into my mouth.

I looked at her after it had subsided, her eyes were closed in bliss, her head and torso flat on the couch, her legs clamped over my head. Possibly to further demonstrate my submission to her, I used her passivity to run my tongue over her juiced up bhosada to clean her a little for a minute or two as her breathing returned slowly to normal, lapping at her choot, clit and her thighs which had also got wet.

"Oh laudo’n!" she said to Munna and Pappu who I now realised were close behind me, "she eats choot just as good as she sucks lund, we're going to have lots of fun I reckon!" She looked down at me, still between her legs and ran her hands through my hair, her juices already starting to cool on my skin. "I could have you do that all day; I probably will one day, but now it's time to grease you up Slutty girl. The guys look as though they're raring to go again and they're both having your gaand now. You're gonna take them both in turn like the cheap randi you are, and I'm going to watch them."

Her eyes were gleaming full of life and sparky excitement and she was reveling in her self-designated role of director of ceremonies.

"OK guys, you know the rules, you've copped a good look at me but no touching, that is what the Kuttiya is here for." she said, looking at them sternly. "Now let's have one of you sitting on the sofa and one up her gaand. Munna, do you fancy her gaand first seen as you've never done anal before?" she winked at him teasingly as she said it. I just remained there, on all fours waiting to be fucked and for them to sort out the practicalities of my next debasement. As I waited, Kavita got up and left the living room. Pappu sat on the couch in front, his huge stiff erection bobbing in front of my face lewdly as he held it vertically up, playing with himself slowly and casually.

I felt Munna's stiffy against my bum and he took my breath away instantly by thrusting it straight up my slippery cunt, filling my hole completely with one single thrust. He lazily and slowly drew it in and out as if he was just bored and thought that would be an interesting way to pass a few seconds before Kavita returned. She did return and I heard a gentle slap behind me. I presume she playfully smacked Munna's bum or leg. The reason being she didn't want him inside me yet.

"Pull your lund out of her Madarchod!" she teased, "I thought you wanted her gaand, we need to grease her up first." I gasped as his pole quickly left my cunt to be replaced immediately by Kavita's hands on my bum hole as first, she pressed a finger up my gaand, then squirted some cold baby oil over her hand and over my bum hole. This happened for a few minutes, while Munna also had a good look at what she was doing, almost as if he was learning how to grease my gaand up properly for future reference.

"OK Kuttiya, whilst I finish this, take Munna's lund back in your mouth. You have about two minutes while I finish lubing you up so I suggest you get him as sloppy as you can so he slides up you nice and easy, it will be your problem if you don't do a good job!"

No sooner had she said this than Munna was at my side, his swollen prick waving in my face. I grabbed his meat in my hand. I love feeling it throb in my hand and I took him deeply in my mouth, swirling my tongue and my lips over and over his shaft, trying to generate as much saliva in my mouth as possible to coat every inch of his shaft. I knew Kavita was right, his lund was big and without lots of lube, it would hurt like hell. I'd only had anal once before in my life. It was not something I enjoyed massively but I wasn't scared of it either but still the thought of a lund this big inside my gaand was a little disconcerting!

I sucked like a good randi should while enjoying the sensations of Kavita loosening up my bum hole, it felt as though she had two fingers up me and my gaand hole felt quite stretched and pliant. With a slap of my gaand cheek she announced to Munna I was ready, "Kuttiya apni gaand marvane ke liye taiyaar hai. She announced. Start off gently please, Gaand phaad mat dena!" I smiled nervously to myself. She is making sure I am used thoroughly by the guys and that I get the treatment I was promised but she's still looking after me I thought appreciatively. What a nice Miss she will be, not that I've any experience of any others!

Munna and Kavita swapped positions. I felt Munna's hand quickly press my bum cheeks apart. Showing his usual lack of nicety, I had to take a sharp intake of breath and felt sweat on my brow with the nervous energy as I felt the head of his lund pressing for entry against my poor asshole. At least he was a little gentler than normal but not much, his technique involved pulling my gaand cheeks open as wide as possible and pushing gently but persistently until I started to feel the head of his lund burrowing up my gaand. My bum stung like hell at first and I could hardly breathe but I heard Kavita cheer and clap enthusiastically as she was now witnessing most of Munna's lund disappear up my shit chute.

A minute later and he was all the way up. He held the pose for a few seconds as I felt his dangly balls hang over my choot, his hands reaching around to maul my dangling tits as he enjoyed the sensation of his lund stretching my tight gaand. I knew this was something I was going to have to get very used to and let's just say that as I write this here and now my gaand is nowhere near as tight now as it was that time Munna first fucked it.

Pappu's lund was still waving in my face. Now he ordered me not to suck it as I motioned to do, but to lick along the shaft and as I did he lifted his hips slightly and pulled his lund into his chest so I could see his big dangling ball sack. I knew my place well enough by now and got to work sucking a ball at a time into my mouth and licking the sack, feeling his balls swirl around my tongue inside their prison as I did so. Pappu released his lund so his shaft slapped my face lightly and it fell heavily against my face. Munna was admittedly giving my gaand a delicious seeing too, fucking me slowly and deliberately while Pappu obviously wanted the pleasure of my mouth without putting himself in any danger of coming. He was next in my Slutty gaand once his friend was done with it.

Kavita was standing next to me her hands on my back and occasionally mashing my tits that were dangling obscenely down from my position on all fours. I realised then how much of a voyeur Kavita was, standing there for a good view of where the guy's lunds were going. Most of her enjoyment of these events seemed to be from watching the guys take me roughly and watching my expressions of pleasure, pain, bliss, whatever it was, she was fascinated by it. Quite often during the hard core sex I got from the guys, she was very quiet, watching in fascination, I only knew she was there sometimes because of her ragged breathing from her voyeur excitement but she never showed much inclination to take the guys herself. As I would learn later she loved sex with men herself so it did surprise me that the sight of two handsome well-built builders with their lunds swinging in front of us never provoked her into fucking them herself. I guess she had past history with one of them which I didn't know the details of, just an idle thought as I was getting fucked....

The main source of eroticism for me in that moment was the conversation between Munna and Pappu, conducted as if I wasn't there and as if I was just providing the holes that were giving them pleasure:

"Behenchod, Iski gaand kitni tight hai," Munna groaned as he built up momentum, his long shaft now sliding easily up my tight bum hole, "You can tell I'm one of the first up here."

"Well don't wear it out and don't come inside her, I don't want sloppy seconds," Pappu quipped.

"Look at the Slutty randi, lund up her gaand and slurping on an another one, all after being plastered with another girl's come." Munna mocked, in between him taking my gaand and any dignity I may have had left.

This continued for a little while until almost without noticing, Munna quickened his pace inside my gaand. His taunting of me stopped as he obviously felt the tension in his balls preparing for release. He gripped my hips tightly, as he ripped my gaand open, now thrusting forcefully. I had to stop pleasuring Pappu to keep taking it, my tits felt like they were going to fly off somewhere as the rocked obscenely below me with his thrusts. My moans and groans corresponded with his grunts as he rutted me mercilessly, the other two enjoying the show of me being taken hard up my gaand so willingly. I heard Kavita egging him on, something like," Give her all you've got, let her have it," whilst her own breathing got more erratic as she was obviously turned on by the free porn show in front of her.

Let me have it he certainly did. Despite Pappu's earlier request, Munna had no intention of pulling out. I felt his lund jerk and expand as he suddenly stopped his thrusting to deposit his cream deep in my bowels, a long cry of "Ohhhh fuck," escaping his lips as he pumped me full of his sperm once more. I gasped with a little twinge of pain as he pulled out soon after, feeling a glob of come seep out my gaand and down my leg.

I had no time to recover at all. Pappu jumped up, moved behind me and in just a few seconds of fumbling was also balls deep up my gaand. Spurred on by watching his pal do me, he was not so considerate. He fucked my gaand like a dog. Hard, relentless and mercilessly, he buggered me. I held on for dear life as he hammered into me, his balls thumping noisily against me, a loud squelch as his lund pistoned inside me, him groaning and muttering to himself under his breath. When not muttering he was shouting at me, calling me a dirty Kuttiya for letting this happen and telling me he was going to be inside my gaand whenever he wanted from now on. Kavita had moved around in front of me watching my face as I took everything Munna could hammer into me. She kissed me full on the lips. I'm not sure if it was to make me feel better or just because she just wanted to but it felt lovely and tender, a contrast to what was happening with my gaand.

At that furious pace, Pappu didn't last too long. Just as Munna did only five minutes earlier, his thrust stopped as he was balls deep in my gaand. He had his strong arms pulling me into him by pressing my shoulders back as if he was trying to get every millimeter of his lund inside me. It felt as though he had succeeded. He shouted to me to take his come like the Kuttiya I am, as if I had any choice right then and I soon felt the second lund in five minutes unload in my gaand. I actually felt his lund expand inside my gaand as he shot his load, letting out a low groan as he did so. He seemed to come for about a minute and gave me a couple of gentler strokes on the way out before pulling his dick out of me. As he did, I felt totally exhausted and just fell to the ground on my back.

"Wow, you've been such a good Kuttiya. I think we should get you cleaned up. The night's not over yet but we can give you a quick break I think. Perhaps a nice warm shower is in order," Kavita said as she lent over to kiss me, wiping the sweat from my brow and allowing me some recovery time.

I glanced up at her and nodded, scrambling to my feet as she took my hand and led me off to the shower. I felt so tired and sore that I struggled to walk in a straight line. I waddled over to the shower with her, my gaand hole burning from the recent assault.
"Gaand marwane maza aaya Kuttiya?" Kavita asked.

"Yes...Miss, I did," I replied, still trying to get used to having to call her Miss.

"We're going to have a nice soapy shower together and then I'll let you know what else you have to do," she said warmly as we both stepped into the shower.
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