16-03-2019, 09:15 PM
’Never mind about that, chinal. We have both got what we needed, haven’t we, and, yes, you are learning very quickly how to be a good chinal, but there is more to learn...much more. Tomorrow is another day, and you remain under my control at all times, but what have you got to remember tonight chinal, without fail, absolutely without fail?”I have promised Sir, and I won’t let you down. My husband is not to touch me in any way over the weekend, and I will obey your command. I will be at work on Monday morning to follow any further instructions you have for me. You can rely on me Sir.’
’Good, very good. This may be a vocation you are looking for and suited to, chinal. Now go home and remember you still need me to help you and your husband out of the problems.’
As Rehana sat in the car on the way home, recovering from the most wonderful submissive experience, including her first time with a woman, and the best fuck she’d had in after her son in-law and Avinash had fucked her, she knew that she would obey Sumanth tonight...she would make Saleem grovel, she would teach him that she ruled him in the bedroom, and that he would learn to do exactly what she told him...and that she really was training to be the company chinal!!...
Rehana was still wearing the yellow saree when she opened her front door late in the evening, after returning from the office where she worked. She was wearing no panty, and Saleem, her husband, was at the door to greet her. The day had been mind-blowing in its intensity, but the mature wife and mother would not be uttering a word about it.
Sumanth, was firmly turning Rehana into the submissive slave, she was finding the experience more and more exciting and stimulating. In that one day alone, she had received Sumanth’s belt on her big fair ass while she was laid over his desk, and she had been photographed and ravished by two females. Finally, Sumanth had subjected her to a humiliating half hour in his office as he fucked her on his desk while Rehana had to try and talk normally with her husband on the telephone.
To force home his domination of the sexy woman, he had instructed her, not to indulge in any sort of sexual behavior with her husband during the weekend. Would she be able to obey the man who was coming to influence her every move,
It was true that Rehana’s body had been completely drained during the day, fucked hard, explored vigorously by the two women, beaten hard with the belt, as well as giving glorious ‘head’ to Sumanth, but Saleem, her faithful husband, was under the impression that his wife would be begging for sex when she arrived home from work.
’Hello darling,’ Saleem smiled as Rehana entered through the front door. ‘I bet you’re tired, aren’t you?’ He bent to give his wife a loving kiss on the lips, but Rehana turned her cheek, squeezed his hand and gave her husband a little peck on the cheek. The dress, showing off her stunning tits a bit more, moved across her body so sensuously and Saleem already had the beginnings of a throbbing Lund.
’It’s been one hell of a day, darling,’ Rehana started, ‘and I am really whacked. I would love a long, hot shower, and then perhaps a glass of coffee, so do you think you could fix that for me.’ She turned round and licked her lips, and blew her husband a kiss, knowing that he would jump to obey anything she asked. She started to undo the buttons on the little thin blouse, looking directly into Saleem’s eyes as she began to go up the stairs, and Saleem thought that he was in for an evening of nice fuck which he did not have from the long time with his wife.
This was terrible, thought Rehana, teasing my poor husband who has waited patiently for me, and really wants to get to grips with me. She felt so awful, and so guilty, but she knew that Sumanth had so much control over her and, indirectly, was controlling how her husband should behave, that she knew, just for this weekend, she must try desperately to keep Saleem at arm’s length, however hard it might be. However, just for the rest of the evening, she would see just how obedient she could make her husband, just how far she could tease him before his patience snapped.
When Rehana returned to the lounge after her relaxing, hot shower, she could see a glass of coffee on the coffee table, and Saleem was sitting expectantly on the sofa. Rehana had put on a shortie negligee and no bra inside, and she knew that the start of her little plan was bound to work. Sumanth was beginning to so dominate her thoughts and actions to such a degree that she knew that she couldn’t fail to obey his instructions. She loved her husband, but he didn’t have the charisma, the spark, the strength of character that Rehana needed. She had come to need the domination, the clear intent and strict discipline that Sumanth wielded over her, and poor old Saleem just hadn’t got what she needed in his personal make-up (or the big Lund like that of Sumanth ar her son in law or avinash).
Just to make things worse, Rehana was now going to show just why Saleem couldn’t control her the way that Sumanth did. She knew she could go as far as she wanted, and turn Saleem into a quivering heap.
Rehana sat down on the sofa and took a sip of her coffee. The little nightie ran up her thighs, and she knew that Saleem could see almost up to her beautiful, naked pussy. He was only a couple of feet away from his wife, and he tried to stretch out a hand to caress her shapely thigh. She moved her body just enough to evade Saleem’s attempts, but gave him a big smile as compensation.
’I am very tired, honeypie, after a hectic day at the office, so let’s just relax for a while. Do you like the negligee? I bought it from the catalogue,’ and Rehana ran her hands over her breasts, and down to her waist, just raising the almost see-through material just an inch or two further so that it uncovered all of her stunning fleshy hair less thighs right to the top. She saw Saleem take in a sharp breath.
’That’s really sexy, Rehana. I love it. You haven’t got any underwear on, have you?’ and he moved a bit closer to his wife. Rehana was still determined.
’Don’t touch, Saleem, there’s a sweetheart. Let me just chill out for a while longer. The shower was beautiful, and I just want to let my aching joints get back together again. Why don’t you undo your pants and get your Lund out so that I can see that you really like my night wear.’ Saleem blushed but quickly did as he was told, unzipped his flies and grasped his aching Lund. God, he so wanted to fuck his wife, but was content just for the moment to rub himself as he watched Rehana.
Rehana took another large gulp from the coffee and could see that Saleem’s Lund was almost at maximum strength. It was a small, average sized Lund, and it had satisfied her on many occasions during their married life, but once she had tasted the length and thickness of the dicks of her son in law, Avinahs and now Sumanth this dick looked like a Lund of a small baby, but she was being trained for better things by Sumanth, and she had no intention of allowing Saleem to get any satisfaction from her body until Mr. Sumanth gave her permission to do so. If she gave in and let Saleem fuck her over the weekend, she would not be able to look Sumanth in the eye on Monday morning, and he would see the guilt written all over her face. God, what would he do to her then.....the thought sent shivers down Rehana’s spine? Much better to deny Saleem and, in fact, Rehana knew she would find it easy, as a little fumbling and a quick fuck from her husband would never be in the same league as the experiences that she had received at the office earlier that day.
’Oh Saleem, that’s a lovely little Lund you have, isn’t it,’ teased Rehana, and she continued to rub her negligee up and down her body, lifting it above her waist and then letting it drop into place again. She kept one foot on the carpet but seductively lifted her other leg so that her heel was on the sofa and her open legs were facing Saleem. ‘Play with your Lund some more, darling. This is so relaxing, watching you get hard as I chill out after a busy day.’
’Oh come on Rehana,’ he almost begged. ‘Let me make fuck you. You were so hot on the phone earlier...I just want your sexy body. Let me fuck you, Rehana.’
’Don’t keep on, Saleem. I just want to unwind. Just watch my body and enjoy it. Having sex these days is so quick and....and, well, it’s over quite quickly now, isn’t it.....and your Lund doesn’t always fill me right up, and I am sure you can enjoy yourself watching me and having naughty thoughts,’ and Rehana turned on the agony for her husband by taking down the straps of the negligee and letting her big round fair tits fall right out in front of him. Her nipples were taut and pointing, and Rehana licked a finger and thumb and pinched each hard nipple, pulling her breasts so provocatively. By now, Saleem was jacking hard on his Lund, getting more frantic by the minute, but he didn’t know what else to do.
He watched Rehana’s other hand run down between her legs to run across the bare skin, the redness of her cunt lips still apparent, the wetness glistening slightly, and then he saw her fingers caress over her hard clit. He could see her lips were already wet, and Rehana held the negligee right up to her waist so that Saleem could see her fingers eventually hold her cunt lips apart, beautifully on display for his bulging eyes.
GODDDDDD Rehana, you look so good. Please, please Rehana, let me get my Lund up you....I have been looking forward to it all evening,’ and he slipped his pants down and made to grab his wife. Rehana was waiting for this.
’No Saleem, stay where you are. I want to see you playing with your Lund. Take off your pants and shorts. I want to see your balls and legs while you wank. Just look at my body and have really dirty thoughts, Saleem. Think about all the naughty things that you would like to do to my body, and how you like looking at it.’ She was really teasing him now, and torturing his body, but she remained aloof and commanding. Saleem obeyed immediately and soon he just had his Tee shirt on as he ran his hand round and up and down his throbbing member.
Rehana lifted the nightie right over her head and now she was entirely naked with her thighs as wide as she could get, and one by one her fingers entered her soaking cunt until she had four fingers pushing gently in and out of her body while her other hand toyed with her big heaving breasts. God, how could any man resist this hot body that was ripe for fucking, but Saleem obediently carried on jacking his Lund, watching his wife’s body, and trying to control himself so that his cum would end up right inside Rehana’s cunt. He was still optimistic!!
’Go on, Saleem do it,’ teased Rehana continually. ‘Pull that little Lund for me, and think of dirty thoughts. Think of watching a great big Lund up inside me, fucking me hard, filling me up and stretching me.’ These words would make it so much worse for the weak husband who was obeying all that his wife said, and to hear her talk dirty made his sap rise even quicker than ever. He watched Rehana stand up and move to the middle of the carpet and face him at least 6 feet away. She continued to play with her naked body, running her tongue round her lips, and keeping her feet wide apart. She intended to really take Saleem over the top now.
’Oh, my poor little Saleem. You’re such a sweet man. Just stay sitting on the sofa and think about what I said. It makes you horny, Saleem, doesn’t it?’ She turned and bent over, showing Saleem her bare ass and her cunt lips from behind, stroking them, and running her fingers down to her ass hole.
’Are you thinking of what I said, sweetie? Can you imagine watching me being fucked by other lunds, taking them in my mouth until they shoot their milky cum all over my face? That makes you excited doesn’t it, honey?’ It was too much for Saleem. He had never heard his quiet traditional religious wife talk so dirtily before, and it blew his mind, as well as his Lund.
Suddenly, he stopped wanking and his Lund exploded before them both. His semen shot from his throbbing prick, landing on his knees as well as firing across the carpet a couple of feet. It never got anywhere near Rehana, though, just as she knew it wouldn’t. She had achieved her goal.
’Good boy, Saleem. I love it when you do that. I am going to bed now, darling, so when you have cleaned your mess up, try not to wake me up as I expect I will be sleeping like a baby by the time you come to bed. See you in the morning, sweetie-pie, and sleep well!’
And that was it. Rehana slept like a log, not even giving Saleema cuddle when she woke up next morning. She got up quickly and went to the kitchen to make tea, which she put on his bedside table .She knew she had Saleem in the palm of her hand. He was fickle, could easily be taken in and would never dream of taking Rehana by sheer force without her consent. For the rest of the weekend, Rehana teased him unmercifully, and Saleem was forced to follow every instruction he was given, hoping that at some stage Rehana would at last give in and allow him full access to her hot body.
Even on Sunday, Rehana felt so sorry for the excruciating torture she was putting her husband through, and she vowed that this was the last weekend where her feminine charms would not be available to Saleem. She even felt a little tear welling in her eye on Monday morning when she woke to find that Saleem had already left for work, but this was slightly tempered by the fact that soon she would be driving her car back to office to see what lay in store for her today. A tingling went through her loins, as she immediately thought of the fabulous way that Sumanth was able to excite and control her with just a word from his powerful voice, or a click of his fingers.
As she showered, rubbing the soap into every part of her hard body, she remembered the way Sumanth had told her to improve her makeup. She dried in front of the full length mirror, sat at her dresser and then applied dark eye-liner, mascara and lip gloss in abundance before she got dressed for work. Her face looked brilliant, so sexy, the perfume was subtle, and then the clothes......she had bought a very thin black and white dot saree over the weekend, pleated, so that it swayed when her body moved, and it hung right down on her hips, leaving her tummy bare almost to her groin.
With black, high heeled sandals, her ass and legs looked magnificent in the thin black saree worn tight on her body, and then Rehana took great care as she pulled the skin tight black blouse. It clung like a limpet to her curves, moulding beautifully around her big round breasts, but it only reached an inch or so below the shape of her tits, so that nearly all of Rehana’s ribs, tummy and fleshy stomach were on view. Sex on legs is how one could describe her......and she knew it. Of course, as instructed, Rehana was happy to leave her underwear at home.
At the office buildings, Rehana walked from the car park over to the offices, and she was inundated with wolf whistles and cat calls on the hot morning. She smiled to herself and could also see the office workers leering at her from the windows as she went through the swing doors, up the stairs and turned on the computer in her office before making a coffee.
She felt sexy and proud at the way she looked,...... but then suddenly she saw the screen saver on her computer......a full screen picture of herself, completely naked, legs apart, clamps and chain on her breasts and leaning forward looking straight at the camera. She took in a sharp intake of breath......that bastard Sumanth, she thought. It was one of the photos taken of her by the two women on Friday.
Rehana realized that the whole of office would be ogling her body this morning, and it only confirmed what Sumanth was doing to her.......turning her completely into the company chinal. What could she do?.....absolutely nothing!!
’Like the picture?’ and the booming, firm voice came from Sumanth, standing in the doorway between their two offices. Rehana hadn’t noticed him, and turned round with a start. ‘I think you look quite fetching, actually chinal,’ and he was grinning as he teased her about the discovery.
’That’s not really fair, Sir, is it? I am being obedient to you, aren’t I, and now the whole factory can see these awful pictures of me.’
’Good, very good. This may be a vocation you are looking for and suited to, chinal. Now go home and remember you still need me to help you and your husband out of the problems.’
As Rehana sat in the car on the way home, recovering from the most wonderful submissive experience, including her first time with a woman, and the best fuck she’d had in after her son in-law and Avinash had fucked her, she knew that she would obey Sumanth tonight...she would make Saleem grovel, she would teach him that she ruled him in the bedroom, and that he would learn to do exactly what she told him...and that she really was training to be the company chinal!!...
Rehana was still wearing the yellow saree when she opened her front door late in the evening, after returning from the office where she worked. She was wearing no panty, and Saleem, her husband, was at the door to greet her. The day had been mind-blowing in its intensity, but the mature wife and mother would not be uttering a word about it.
Sumanth, was firmly turning Rehana into the submissive slave, she was finding the experience more and more exciting and stimulating. In that one day alone, she had received Sumanth’s belt on her big fair ass while she was laid over his desk, and she had been photographed and ravished by two females. Finally, Sumanth had subjected her to a humiliating half hour in his office as he fucked her on his desk while Rehana had to try and talk normally with her husband on the telephone.
To force home his domination of the sexy woman, he had instructed her, not to indulge in any sort of sexual behavior with her husband during the weekend. Would she be able to obey the man who was coming to influence her every move,
It was true that Rehana’s body had been completely drained during the day, fucked hard, explored vigorously by the two women, beaten hard with the belt, as well as giving glorious ‘head’ to Sumanth, but Saleem, her faithful husband, was under the impression that his wife would be begging for sex when she arrived home from work.
’Hello darling,’ Saleem smiled as Rehana entered through the front door. ‘I bet you’re tired, aren’t you?’ He bent to give his wife a loving kiss on the lips, but Rehana turned her cheek, squeezed his hand and gave her husband a little peck on the cheek. The dress, showing off her stunning tits a bit more, moved across her body so sensuously and Saleem already had the beginnings of a throbbing Lund.
’It’s been one hell of a day, darling,’ Rehana started, ‘and I am really whacked. I would love a long, hot shower, and then perhaps a glass of coffee, so do you think you could fix that for me.’ She turned round and licked her lips, and blew her husband a kiss, knowing that he would jump to obey anything she asked. She started to undo the buttons on the little thin blouse, looking directly into Saleem’s eyes as she began to go up the stairs, and Saleem thought that he was in for an evening of nice fuck which he did not have from the long time with his wife.
This was terrible, thought Rehana, teasing my poor husband who has waited patiently for me, and really wants to get to grips with me. She felt so awful, and so guilty, but she knew that Sumanth had so much control over her and, indirectly, was controlling how her husband should behave, that she knew, just for this weekend, she must try desperately to keep Saleem at arm’s length, however hard it might be. However, just for the rest of the evening, she would see just how obedient she could make her husband, just how far she could tease him before his patience snapped.
When Rehana returned to the lounge after her relaxing, hot shower, she could see a glass of coffee on the coffee table, and Saleem was sitting expectantly on the sofa. Rehana had put on a shortie negligee and no bra inside, and she knew that the start of her little plan was bound to work. Sumanth was beginning to so dominate her thoughts and actions to such a degree that she knew that she couldn’t fail to obey his instructions. She loved her husband, but he didn’t have the charisma, the spark, the strength of character that Rehana needed. She had come to need the domination, the clear intent and strict discipline that Sumanth wielded over her, and poor old Saleem just hadn’t got what she needed in his personal make-up (or the big Lund like that of Sumanth ar her son in law or avinash).
Just to make things worse, Rehana was now going to show just why Saleem couldn’t control her the way that Sumanth did. She knew she could go as far as she wanted, and turn Saleem into a quivering heap.
Rehana sat down on the sofa and took a sip of her coffee. The little nightie ran up her thighs, and she knew that Saleem could see almost up to her beautiful, naked pussy. He was only a couple of feet away from his wife, and he tried to stretch out a hand to caress her shapely thigh. She moved her body just enough to evade Saleem’s attempts, but gave him a big smile as compensation.
’I am very tired, honeypie, after a hectic day at the office, so let’s just relax for a while. Do you like the negligee? I bought it from the catalogue,’ and Rehana ran her hands over her breasts, and down to her waist, just raising the almost see-through material just an inch or two further so that it uncovered all of her stunning fleshy hair less thighs right to the top. She saw Saleem take in a sharp breath.
’That’s really sexy, Rehana. I love it. You haven’t got any underwear on, have you?’ and he moved a bit closer to his wife. Rehana was still determined.
’Don’t touch, Saleem, there’s a sweetheart. Let me just chill out for a while longer. The shower was beautiful, and I just want to let my aching joints get back together again. Why don’t you undo your pants and get your Lund out so that I can see that you really like my night wear.’ Saleem blushed but quickly did as he was told, unzipped his flies and grasped his aching Lund. God, he so wanted to fuck his wife, but was content just for the moment to rub himself as he watched Rehana.
Rehana took another large gulp from the coffee and could see that Saleem’s Lund was almost at maximum strength. It was a small, average sized Lund, and it had satisfied her on many occasions during their married life, but once she had tasted the length and thickness of the dicks of her son in law, Avinahs and now Sumanth this dick looked like a Lund of a small baby, but she was being trained for better things by Sumanth, and she had no intention of allowing Saleem to get any satisfaction from her body until Mr. Sumanth gave her permission to do so. If she gave in and let Saleem fuck her over the weekend, she would not be able to look Sumanth in the eye on Monday morning, and he would see the guilt written all over her face. God, what would he do to her then.....the thought sent shivers down Rehana’s spine? Much better to deny Saleem and, in fact, Rehana knew she would find it easy, as a little fumbling and a quick fuck from her husband would never be in the same league as the experiences that she had received at the office earlier that day.
’Oh Saleem, that’s a lovely little Lund you have, isn’t it,’ teased Rehana, and she continued to rub her negligee up and down her body, lifting it above her waist and then letting it drop into place again. She kept one foot on the carpet but seductively lifted her other leg so that her heel was on the sofa and her open legs were facing Saleem. ‘Play with your Lund some more, darling. This is so relaxing, watching you get hard as I chill out after a busy day.’
’Oh come on Rehana,’ he almost begged. ‘Let me make fuck you. You were so hot on the phone earlier...I just want your sexy body. Let me fuck you, Rehana.’
’Don’t keep on, Saleem. I just want to unwind. Just watch my body and enjoy it. Having sex these days is so quick and....and, well, it’s over quite quickly now, isn’t it.....and your Lund doesn’t always fill me right up, and I am sure you can enjoy yourself watching me and having naughty thoughts,’ and Rehana turned on the agony for her husband by taking down the straps of the negligee and letting her big round fair tits fall right out in front of him. Her nipples were taut and pointing, and Rehana licked a finger and thumb and pinched each hard nipple, pulling her breasts so provocatively. By now, Saleem was jacking hard on his Lund, getting more frantic by the minute, but he didn’t know what else to do.
He watched Rehana’s other hand run down between her legs to run across the bare skin, the redness of her cunt lips still apparent, the wetness glistening slightly, and then he saw her fingers caress over her hard clit. He could see her lips were already wet, and Rehana held the negligee right up to her waist so that Saleem could see her fingers eventually hold her cunt lips apart, beautifully on display for his bulging eyes.
GODDDDDD Rehana, you look so good. Please, please Rehana, let me get my Lund up you....I have been looking forward to it all evening,’ and he slipped his pants down and made to grab his wife. Rehana was waiting for this.
’No Saleem, stay where you are. I want to see you playing with your Lund. Take off your pants and shorts. I want to see your balls and legs while you wank. Just look at my body and have really dirty thoughts, Saleem. Think about all the naughty things that you would like to do to my body, and how you like looking at it.’ She was really teasing him now, and torturing his body, but she remained aloof and commanding. Saleem obeyed immediately and soon he just had his Tee shirt on as he ran his hand round and up and down his throbbing member.
Rehana lifted the nightie right over her head and now she was entirely naked with her thighs as wide as she could get, and one by one her fingers entered her soaking cunt until she had four fingers pushing gently in and out of her body while her other hand toyed with her big heaving breasts. God, how could any man resist this hot body that was ripe for fucking, but Saleem obediently carried on jacking his Lund, watching his wife’s body, and trying to control himself so that his cum would end up right inside Rehana’s cunt. He was still optimistic!!
’Go on, Saleem do it,’ teased Rehana continually. ‘Pull that little Lund for me, and think of dirty thoughts. Think of watching a great big Lund up inside me, fucking me hard, filling me up and stretching me.’ These words would make it so much worse for the weak husband who was obeying all that his wife said, and to hear her talk dirty made his sap rise even quicker than ever. He watched Rehana stand up and move to the middle of the carpet and face him at least 6 feet away. She continued to play with her naked body, running her tongue round her lips, and keeping her feet wide apart. She intended to really take Saleem over the top now.
’Oh, my poor little Saleem. You’re such a sweet man. Just stay sitting on the sofa and think about what I said. It makes you horny, Saleem, doesn’t it?’ She turned and bent over, showing Saleem her bare ass and her cunt lips from behind, stroking them, and running her fingers down to her ass hole.
’Are you thinking of what I said, sweetie? Can you imagine watching me being fucked by other lunds, taking them in my mouth until they shoot their milky cum all over my face? That makes you excited doesn’t it, honey?’ It was too much for Saleem. He had never heard his quiet traditional religious wife talk so dirtily before, and it blew his mind, as well as his Lund.
Suddenly, he stopped wanking and his Lund exploded before them both. His semen shot from his throbbing prick, landing on his knees as well as firing across the carpet a couple of feet. It never got anywhere near Rehana, though, just as she knew it wouldn’t. She had achieved her goal.
’Good boy, Saleem. I love it when you do that. I am going to bed now, darling, so when you have cleaned your mess up, try not to wake me up as I expect I will be sleeping like a baby by the time you come to bed. See you in the morning, sweetie-pie, and sleep well!’
And that was it. Rehana slept like a log, not even giving Saleema cuddle when she woke up next morning. She got up quickly and went to the kitchen to make tea, which she put on his bedside table .She knew she had Saleem in the palm of her hand. He was fickle, could easily be taken in and would never dream of taking Rehana by sheer force without her consent. For the rest of the weekend, Rehana teased him unmercifully, and Saleem was forced to follow every instruction he was given, hoping that at some stage Rehana would at last give in and allow him full access to her hot body.
Even on Sunday, Rehana felt so sorry for the excruciating torture she was putting her husband through, and she vowed that this was the last weekend where her feminine charms would not be available to Saleem. She even felt a little tear welling in her eye on Monday morning when she woke to find that Saleem had already left for work, but this was slightly tempered by the fact that soon she would be driving her car back to office to see what lay in store for her today. A tingling went through her loins, as she immediately thought of the fabulous way that Sumanth was able to excite and control her with just a word from his powerful voice, or a click of his fingers.
As she showered, rubbing the soap into every part of her hard body, she remembered the way Sumanth had told her to improve her makeup. She dried in front of the full length mirror, sat at her dresser and then applied dark eye-liner, mascara and lip gloss in abundance before she got dressed for work. Her face looked brilliant, so sexy, the perfume was subtle, and then the clothes......she had bought a very thin black and white dot saree over the weekend, pleated, so that it swayed when her body moved, and it hung right down on her hips, leaving her tummy bare almost to her groin.
With black, high heeled sandals, her ass and legs looked magnificent in the thin black saree worn tight on her body, and then Rehana took great care as she pulled the skin tight black blouse. It clung like a limpet to her curves, moulding beautifully around her big round breasts, but it only reached an inch or so below the shape of her tits, so that nearly all of Rehana’s ribs, tummy and fleshy stomach were on view. Sex on legs is how one could describe her......and she knew it. Of course, as instructed, Rehana was happy to leave her underwear at home.
At the office buildings, Rehana walked from the car park over to the offices, and she was inundated with wolf whistles and cat calls on the hot morning. She smiled to herself and could also see the office workers leering at her from the windows as she went through the swing doors, up the stairs and turned on the computer in her office before making a coffee.
She felt sexy and proud at the way she looked,...... but then suddenly she saw the screen saver on her computer......a full screen picture of herself, completely naked, legs apart, clamps and chain on her breasts and leaning forward looking straight at the camera. She took in a sharp intake of breath......that bastard Sumanth, she thought. It was one of the photos taken of her by the two women on Friday.
Rehana realized that the whole of office would be ogling her body this morning, and it only confirmed what Sumanth was doing to her.......turning her completely into the company chinal. What could she do?.....absolutely nothing!!
’Like the picture?’ and the booming, firm voice came from Sumanth, standing in the doorway between their two offices. Rehana hadn’t noticed him, and turned round with a start. ‘I think you look quite fetching, actually chinal,’ and he was grinning as he teased her about the discovery.
’That’s not really fair, Sir, is it? I am being obedient to you, aren’t I, and now the whole factory can see these awful pictures of me.’
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