07-03-2019, 10:30 PM
’I am not going to ask you whether you enjoyed that, because you will only lie. You are the office chinal now, Rehana, and you will provoke anything that I want you to. If I want you to fuck the cleaner, you will do it. If I want you to kneel on the floor and lick the typist, you will do it. You understand? It’s because you are now the office chinal. What are you?’
’Mr Sumanth, I can’t say it, I really can’t. I know you have a hold over me, and I can only say that I am trying to show loyalty to the company for the trouble you think I have caused, but I am too shy to even talk dirty, so if you.........’
’You are doing very well, Rehana, really well, but I have been training you to be the office chinal, and that is what you are going to be while you are here and that’s how you will continue with as the director of the company and that’s how your problem will be solved. Now, say it, Rehana. Say it!’
’Oh, Mr Sumanth,..........oh, God,’ and Rehana closed her eyes and looked at the floor. ‘I am the ..........I am the off.....I am the company chinal,’ and the words just flew from her mouth.
’Good, that’s right. That’s so right. Now, go home and I will see you at three tomorrow afternoon. Oh, and by the way, I want you wearing a dress tomorrow, one that buttons right down the front from top to bottom. Understand?’ Sheepishly, Rehana nodded her head in the affirmative.
Rehana threw the car into gear , knowing that she was now treading an unknown path which might never end. Could she still look Saleem in the eye? She did look Saleem in the eye, about 6 hours later when he was trying to lick his wife into another orgasm, with little success.
’Come on Saleem, harder, lick me harder, push your tongue right up into my cunt.’ Rehana held her husband’s hair and tried to jam his head right into her, but it was no good, her mind kept returning to the display she had put on for the men that evening. The way she had been completely dominated and controlled, the anonymous way that strange hands had been allowed to wander all over her intimate parts, including licking and fingering her cunt, and then the way such a giant vibrator had been held inside her while the men watched her reach a shattering orgasm, had been so fantastic that her husband’s feeble little efforts were now making little headway in exciting Rehana to anything approaching satisfaction.
Saleem and Rehana both went to sleep feeling a certain amount of frustration, for differing reasons Rehana was dreaming, such a vivid dream, and she tossed and turned as it went on and on. She dreamt of strong hands caressing her feminine folds, while a rasping tongue invaded her pussy, and as she began to drift away in ecstasy, a sharp burst of pain caught her attention. Hands rained down on her vulnerable and outstretched backside, and it was becoming both exciting and passionate. She felt helpless, yet more alive than at any time in her life. It was unlike any other dream Rehana had ever experienced before. She dreamed of men, men with lust and adoration in their eyes, men that bent her body and mind to their will, their desires, so she was writhing in pleasure, forbidden and unstoppable. She loved it, Oh GOD SHE LOVED IT ALL!! And somewhere, soft and distant in the background, she heard Sumanth laughing at her.
Suddenly, Rehana awoke into the real world with a start. The bedroom was very still except for the sound of her heavy breathing. She quickly noticed that Saleem’s side of the bed was empty; he must have already headed in to work. As Rehana’s groggy eyes continued to scan the room, there, in the corner, lay her little red saree from the night before, when she had tried to entice Saleem into satisfying her insatiable body. Some hope, thought Rehana!!
Then it hit Rehana, with a terrible mental thud... It hadn’t been a dream at all, Oh GOD, it HADN’T been a dream!! Sumanth had put her through this degrading act at work, with all the other directors in the conference hall, and Rehana realised that the previous evening, she had been put on the first rung of the ladder of the nightmare that would turn her into Sumanth’s obedient, submissive, grovelling company chinal.
What had happened? Unexplainable, unbelievable, irrational, and impossible: Rehana knew she was running out of words but she hadn’t found one yet to fit. How was it possible, she just couldn’t understand it? Nothing, absolutely NOTHING in her life had prepared her for what had happened last night. She had allowed Sumanth to spank her bottom like she was a disobedient child. She had dressed like a complete chinal and showed off herself nude in front of all those men like a bitch in heat.
Later tonight, after her afternoon shift, Rehana knew she must talk with Saleem about the cause of all this. She must discuss the L C issue and talk to Mr Mark about into the payments that the company has to get against the material supplied by her mistake. Together she and Saleem would find a way out of this terrible situation. Together they could overcome whatever pitfalls were in their way. If last night was any indication, Sumanth wasn’t going to be happy with just a lustful leer and a tease any longer, and Rehana’s situation was liable to get worse. She had to muster her courage and talk with Saleem and tell him some how he takes her out of this situation. Rehana was ashamed to admit to herself that she felt herself slowly submitting to the power and control of Sumanth, and she was slowly finding it harder and harder to put up any resistance.
Guilt washed over her as she remembered how last night she had fantasised and dreamt about her authoritative MD, while her modest husband vainly tried to please her in bed. Rehana would have to put an end to this before it overwhelmed her whole life, and, yes, Rehana tried to convince herself.
However, still the seeds of doubt crept into Rehana’s thoughts as she swore she could hear Mr Sumanth laughing sarcastically in the distance as she tripped over her strappy, red, high heels whilst she made her way to the bath.
Later in the day, at 3pm, Rehana pulled her car off the road into the car park, where she worked, at the headquarters of Sumanth’s business empire. She had pondered why her husband, Saleem, had still made no attempt to contact Mr Mark nor had he gone there to meet him in person. She was caught up in the fury of Sumanth, and was ashamed to admit to herself that his domination was slowly taking control of her life. She couldn’t simply walk away from him because she and her husband desperately needed his help to keep the company falling in others hands. She took a deep breath as she entered the offices,
In spite of her precarious position, and the way Sumanth had begun to dominate her, she did have to admit that she enjoyed it, her submissive nature and complete capitulation to what was happening to her, filled her with an exciting nervousness that had never been part of her life before. Sumanth was controlling her life, dictating what she wore and, in fact, he had openly told her that he was training her to be the compliant company chinal.
Rehana knew that this should revolt her, she should call a halt to how she was being treated, but the circumstances of her position just made it completely impossible. She was trapped by Sumanth, and perhaps her own secret desires. But she loved her husband and wanted him not to lose his company which he had built with lot of hard work. So she HAD to discuss the events with Saleem that evening, even though Sumanth still had the power to remove her husband and her from the board of director of the company and even file a case over the alleged embezzlement of Crores of rupees.
She wished that on occasions, Saleem would dominate her the way that Sumanth dominated her. She loved her husband desperately, and their children, but she just wished her husband would command her in the bedroom, would be forceful in his demands, but no matter what little hints Rehana dropped, she still had that feeling of frustration after they had made love...and it had got to the point where she was beginning to feel just a little bit of contempt towards her husband’s physical efforts.
As an indication of the way her life was being controlled by Sumanth, she was dressed just as he had ordered the previous evening, and she knew it was flattering to her fabulous figure. It was a yellow saree, tight and very thin, low hip and showing her deep navel over her fleshy tummy and it complimented her glorious fair skin on this hot. The blouse was also yellow with a low neck line that plunged down to reveal the big breasts that bounced as Rehana moved. She looked hot, the cheeks of her firm bottom almost visible under the yellow saree, the black high heeled sandals accentuating her bare, shapely legs, and she could feel the warm, summer breeze circulating all round her body, particularly between her legs, which only had the scantiest of thongs to protect her womanly charms from the elements. The hot, 5.3’’’ tall Mother of two teen ages and one married kid smiled as she went up the stairs to her office. After making her a coffee, Rehana booted up her computer and started to get to work when the door adjoining Sumanth’s office suddenly swung open.
’Nice, very nice indeed, I am so glad to see that you dressed as instructed. Now stand up and put your hands on the desk top so that I can inspect my chinal,’ Sumanth bellowed forcefully, an evil smile crossing his face. This was a sudden shock to the start of Rehana’s afternoon, but she had no alternative but to rise to her feet and position herself just as instructed, leaning on the desk.
Sumanth moved behind the body in the yellow saree, and his fingers slowly traced the curves of Rehana’s backside down four or five inches to the hem of her very thin sareee. Rehana caught her breath as she felt her saree being raised revealing the thighs then bottom of her ass cheeks. Then, suddenly, panic hit her as she realized that she had forgotten to take off the thong that she wore to and from work.
Sumanth’s orders, right from the beginning, had told Rehana in no uncertain terms to not wear any undergarments while in his employ. However, it just wasn’t practical to drive around in the hot with her vagina exposed, so Rehana had taken to wearing a thong to protect herself, and would remove it and replace it as she came and went from work...if she remembered!!! She must have been so distracted by her predicament that she forgot to go through her normal routine that afternoon.
’I am very disappointed in you, Rehana.’ Mr Sumanth said as he violently ripped the thong from between her legs. ‘Such a disobedient chinal, and so disrespectful to her Master; this simply will not do.’
Rehana was again shocked, the abrupt pain so embarrassing as Sumanth ripped the little garment from her body, and then even further humiliation as she felt Sumanth grab her arms and pull them back and upwards forcing her head down onto the hard surface of her desk.
’I thought you were coming along so nicely, but it looks like I still have a lot to teach you.’ His voice was firm and menacing, and Rehana shuddered as her head was pushed down onto the desk from the force of Sumanth on her arms.
’Listen to me now, Rehana, and listen carefully. This is NOT a game,’ Sumanth warned as he slowly slid his belt from his trousers.
’Please let me go, let me up, this hurts,’ Rehana begged, her voice full of fear and dread. He ignored her.
’Now, to deal with your insolence, Rehana. How dare you demand that I let you up? How dare you demand anything of me? I govern you, don’t I?’ Sumanth did not wait for a response, but swung his belt against the outstretched and vulnerable bottom that was bent so beautifully over the desk.
’Ouch, aghhhhh,’ moaned Rehana. Sumanth didn’t stop.
Over and over again he wielded the belt, lashing into Rehana’s luscious fair big gaand until she screamed in pain.
’Aaaghhhhh, no, no, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhggg,’ but the belt kept coming until Rehana begged. ‘Please, please, agggggg, just, ohhhh, please stop, Mr Sumanth.’
Rehana was terrified, how far did he intend to push her? The pain was intense, yet her body was betraying her, because somewhere in the back of her mind, Rehana could picture Sumanth’s strong arm wielding the belt against her naked bottom, and the image strangely aroused her aching and stinging emotions.
Again, another shower of blows landed across her reddening bottom. By now, Rehana’s ass was agony, and the blow upon blow on her sensitive behind was very, very painful. Rehana bit her lower lip, and tears started to flow down her face. Sumanth was dominating and punishing the hot body, and the pain was just a terrible bi-product of the harsh lesson. Rehana opened her lips to speak.
’Sshh,’ Sumanth instructed, putting a finger to her lips, and continuing softly, ‘Don’t say another word, Rehana. I don’t want to punish you again. For as long as you are the director of this compnay, you have no rights - no rights at all, do you?’ he emphasized.
’Mr Sumanth, I can’t say it, I really can’t. I know you have a hold over me, and I can only say that I am trying to show loyalty to the company for the trouble you think I have caused, but I am too shy to even talk dirty, so if you.........’
’You are doing very well, Rehana, really well, but I have been training you to be the office chinal, and that is what you are going to be while you are here and that’s how you will continue with as the director of the company and that’s how your problem will be solved. Now, say it, Rehana. Say it!’
’Oh, Mr Sumanth,..........oh, God,’ and Rehana closed her eyes and looked at the floor. ‘I am the ..........I am the off.....I am the company chinal,’ and the words just flew from her mouth.
’Good, that’s right. That’s so right. Now, go home and I will see you at three tomorrow afternoon. Oh, and by the way, I want you wearing a dress tomorrow, one that buttons right down the front from top to bottom. Understand?’ Sheepishly, Rehana nodded her head in the affirmative.
Rehana threw the car into gear , knowing that she was now treading an unknown path which might never end. Could she still look Saleem in the eye? She did look Saleem in the eye, about 6 hours later when he was trying to lick his wife into another orgasm, with little success.
’Come on Saleem, harder, lick me harder, push your tongue right up into my cunt.’ Rehana held her husband’s hair and tried to jam his head right into her, but it was no good, her mind kept returning to the display she had put on for the men that evening. The way she had been completely dominated and controlled, the anonymous way that strange hands had been allowed to wander all over her intimate parts, including licking and fingering her cunt, and then the way such a giant vibrator had been held inside her while the men watched her reach a shattering orgasm, had been so fantastic that her husband’s feeble little efforts were now making little headway in exciting Rehana to anything approaching satisfaction.
Saleem and Rehana both went to sleep feeling a certain amount of frustration, for differing reasons Rehana was dreaming, such a vivid dream, and she tossed and turned as it went on and on. She dreamt of strong hands caressing her feminine folds, while a rasping tongue invaded her pussy, and as she began to drift away in ecstasy, a sharp burst of pain caught her attention. Hands rained down on her vulnerable and outstretched backside, and it was becoming both exciting and passionate. She felt helpless, yet more alive than at any time in her life. It was unlike any other dream Rehana had ever experienced before. She dreamed of men, men with lust and adoration in their eyes, men that bent her body and mind to their will, their desires, so she was writhing in pleasure, forbidden and unstoppable. She loved it, Oh GOD SHE LOVED IT ALL!! And somewhere, soft and distant in the background, she heard Sumanth laughing at her.
Suddenly, Rehana awoke into the real world with a start. The bedroom was very still except for the sound of her heavy breathing. She quickly noticed that Saleem’s side of the bed was empty; he must have already headed in to work. As Rehana’s groggy eyes continued to scan the room, there, in the corner, lay her little red saree from the night before, when she had tried to entice Saleem into satisfying her insatiable body. Some hope, thought Rehana!!
Then it hit Rehana, with a terrible mental thud... It hadn’t been a dream at all, Oh GOD, it HADN’T been a dream!! Sumanth had put her through this degrading act at work, with all the other directors in the conference hall, and Rehana realised that the previous evening, she had been put on the first rung of the ladder of the nightmare that would turn her into Sumanth’s obedient, submissive, grovelling company chinal.
What had happened? Unexplainable, unbelievable, irrational, and impossible: Rehana knew she was running out of words but she hadn’t found one yet to fit. How was it possible, she just couldn’t understand it? Nothing, absolutely NOTHING in her life had prepared her for what had happened last night. She had allowed Sumanth to spank her bottom like she was a disobedient child. She had dressed like a complete chinal and showed off herself nude in front of all those men like a bitch in heat.
Later tonight, after her afternoon shift, Rehana knew she must talk with Saleem about the cause of all this. She must discuss the L C issue and talk to Mr Mark about into the payments that the company has to get against the material supplied by her mistake. Together she and Saleem would find a way out of this terrible situation. Together they could overcome whatever pitfalls were in their way. If last night was any indication, Sumanth wasn’t going to be happy with just a lustful leer and a tease any longer, and Rehana’s situation was liable to get worse. She had to muster her courage and talk with Saleem and tell him some how he takes her out of this situation. Rehana was ashamed to admit to herself that she felt herself slowly submitting to the power and control of Sumanth, and she was slowly finding it harder and harder to put up any resistance.
Guilt washed over her as she remembered how last night she had fantasised and dreamt about her authoritative MD, while her modest husband vainly tried to please her in bed. Rehana would have to put an end to this before it overwhelmed her whole life, and, yes, Rehana tried to convince herself.
However, still the seeds of doubt crept into Rehana’s thoughts as she swore she could hear Mr Sumanth laughing sarcastically in the distance as she tripped over her strappy, red, high heels whilst she made her way to the bath.
Later in the day, at 3pm, Rehana pulled her car off the road into the car park, where she worked, at the headquarters of Sumanth’s business empire. She had pondered why her husband, Saleem, had still made no attempt to contact Mr Mark nor had he gone there to meet him in person. She was caught up in the fury of Sumanth, and was ashamed to admit to herself that his domination was slowly taking control of her life. She couldn’t simply walk away from him because she and her husband desperately needed his help to keep the company falling in others hands. She took a deep breath as she entered the offices,
In spite of her precarious position, and the way Sumanth had begun to dominate her, she did have to admit that she enjoyed it, her submissive nature and complete capitulation to what was happening to her, filled her with an exciting nervousness that had never been part of her life before. Sumanth was controlling her life, dictating what she wore and, in fact, he had openly told her that he was training her to be the compliant company chinal.
Rehana knew that this should revolt her, she should call a halt to how she was being treated, but the circumstances of her position just made it completely impossible. She was trapped by Sumanth, and perhaps her own secret desires. But she loved her husband and wanted him not to lose his company which he had built with lot of hard work. So she HAD to discuss the events with Saleem that evening, even though Sumanth still had the power to remove her husband and her from the board of director of the company and even file a case over the alleged embezzlement of Crores of rupees.
She wished that on occasions, Saleem would dominate her the way that Sumanth dominated her. She loved her husband desperately, and their children, but she just wished her husband would command her in the bedroom, would be forceful in his demands, but no matter what little hints Rehana dropped, she still had that feeling of frustration after they had made love...and it had got to the point where she was beginning to feel just a little bit of contempt towards her husband’s physical efforts.
As an indication of the way her life was being controlled by Sumanth, she was dressed just as he had ordered the previous evening, and she knew it was flattering to her fabulous figure. It was a yellow saree, tight and very thin, low hip and showing her deep navel over her fleshy tummy and it complimented her glorious fair skin on this hot. The blouse was also yellow with a low neck line that plunged down to reveal the big breasts that bounced as Rehana moved. She looked hot, the cheeks of her firm bottom almost visible under the yellow saree, the black high heeled sandals accentuating her bare, shapely legs, and she could feel the warm, summer breeze circulating all round her body, particularly between her legs, which only had the scantiest of thongs to protect her womanly charms from the elements. The hot, 5.3’’’ tall Mother of two teen ages and one married kid smiled as she went up the stairs to her office. After making her a coffee, Rehana booted up her computer and started to get to work when the door adjoining Sumanth’s office suddenly swung open.
’Nice, very nice indeed, I am so glad to see that you dressed as instructed. Now stand up and put your hands on the desk top so that I can inspect my chinal,’ Sumanth bellowed forcefully, an evil smile crossing his face. This was a sudden shock to the start of Rehana’s afternoon, but she had no alternative but to rise to her feet and position herself just as instructed, leaning on the desk.
Sumanth moved behind the body in the yellow saree, and his fingers slowly traced the curves of Rehana’s backside down four or five inches to the hem of her very thin sareee. Rehana caught her breath as she felt her saree being raised revealing the thighs then bottom of her ass cheeks. Then, suddenly, panic hit her as she realized that she had forgotten to take off the thong that she wore to and from work.
Sumanth’s orders, right from the beginning, had told Rehana in no uncertain terms to not wear any undergarments while in his employ. However, it just wasn’t practical to drive around in the hot with her vagina exposed, so Rehana had taken to wearing a thong to protect herself, and would remove it and replace it as she came and went from work...if she remembered!!! She must have been so distracted by her predicament that she forgot to go through her normal routine that afternoon.
’I am very disappointed in you, Rehana.’ Mr Sumanth said as he violently ripped the thong from between her legs. ‘Such a disobedient chinal, and so disrespectful to her Master; this simply will not do.’
Rehana was again shocked, the abrupt pain so embarrassing as Sumanth ripped the little garment from her body, and then even further humiliation as she felt Sumanth grab her arms and pull them back and upwards forcing her head down onto the hard surface of her desk.
’I thought you were coming along so nicely, but it looks like I still have a lot to teach you.’ His voice was firm and menacing, and Rehana shuddered as her head was pushed down onto the desk from the force of Sumanth on her arms.
’Listen to me now, Rehana, and listen carefully. This is NOT a game,’ Sumanth warned as he slowly slid his belt from his trousers.
’Please let me go, let me up, this hurts,’ Rehana begged, her voice full of fear and dread. He ignored her.
’Now, to deal with your insolence, Rehana. How dare you demand that I let you up? How dare you demand anything of me? I govern you, don’t I?’ Sumanth did not wait for a response, but swung his belt against the outstretched and vulnerable bottom that was bent so beautifully over the desk.
’Ouch, aghhhhh,’ moaned Rehana. Sumanth didn’t stop.
Over and over again he wielded the belt, lashing into Rehana’s luscious fair big gaand until she screamed in pain.
’Aaaghhhhh, no, no, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhggg,’ but the belt kept coming until Rehana begged. ‘Please, please, agggggg, just, ohhhh, please stop, Mr Sumanth.’
Rehana was terrified, how far did he intend to push her? The pain was intense, yet her body was betraying her, because somewhere in the back of her mind, Rehana could picture Sumanth’s strong arm wielding the belt against her naked bottom, and the image strangely aroused her aching and stinging emotions.
Again, another shower of blows landed across her reddening bottom. By now, Rehana’s ass was agony, and the blow upon blow on her sensitive behind was very, very painful. Rehana bit her lower lip, and tears started to flow down her face. Sumanth was dominating and punishing the hot body, and the pain was just a terrible bi-product of the harsh lesson. Rehana opened her lips to speak.
’Sshh,’ Sumanth instructed, putting a finger to her lips, and continuing softly, ‘Don’t say another word, Rehana. I don’t want to punish you again. For as long as you are the director of this compnay, you have no rights - no rights at all, do you?’ he emphasized.
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