Adultery An Indian Marriage by rulerandcane

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Stand up for yourself."

"Bye guys, it was fun meeting you." Adam chipped in and they disappeared into their apartment complex.

"She talks a lot doesn't she. I know her from college here."

Meeta wondered if she and Dinesh had any other relationship.

"So do I control you?" He asked.

"Yes. At times you do. Like you told me what to wear today." Meeta answered truthfully.

"Yes, I do. So why did you not say that to Anju?"

"I don't want to."

"Ok, but the reality is that I will control you from time to time. That was our agreement. Remember? You are supposed to obey."

"Yes..." She muttered.

"Let's play a game now to test that."

"What game?"

"For every red light we see, you lose something in you clothing. We start by simple things like your hair clip, each button of your blouse and work up."

"Are you crazy? People might see us."

"It is hard to see through these windows but that is a chance. That is the fun part of the game."

"Fun for you." Meeta raised her voice.

"Yes. Are you saying you won't do that?"

Meeta was afraid to answer this. The car stopped at a red light.

"Ok, first item to remove. Come on..."

"Please can we go home and play some other game."

"No. We play this now." Dinesh switched to his stricter tone.

"For every red light, I need to see something off within 5 seconds. If I don't see that, you get 5 spanks when we get home. And these won't be friendly spanks."

Meeta got scared. She was caught in a difficult place again. The light turned green and they drove on. She did not say anything. Her head spinning from the wine, the fear of removing her clothes in the car and the possibility of a spanking at home.

"There's another light coming." Dinesh said looking ahead. To her relief, it stayed green and they passed through.

Inevitably there was another red light. Dinesh looked at her and smiled.

"What is it going to be?"

"1...2..3...4...5" He counted.

Meeta's mind had wandered to her conversation with Anju. This made a bit defiant.

"Time's up. 5 swats to your bum when we get home."

The light changed and they drove on quietly. Meeta's mind was racing. There was no doubt Dinesh would spank her when they got home. That would not be fun and yet what he was asking was also too much. She made up her mind that she would play the game a bit and gamble on the fact that there won't be as many red lights.

At the next red light, Meeta eased her top button of her blouse.

"Good girl."

Dinesh decided to taka longer route to prolong this fun. They caught a red light on 2 of the next 5 stops and Meeta lost 3 of her 4 blouse buttons. Her mind was now doing the math. She had not much to play with. She had one more button and then it was her blouse, skirt and her underwear.

"Do my shoes count?" She asked. It was an acceptance that she was playing the game.

"Yes, they do."

This seemed to help her but her luck was running out. They ran into 4 straight lights and she lost her shoes and socks. She was back to her blouse and skirt.

"How far away are we?" She asked, tension in her voice.

"We are getting close. 4 more miles."

The next 2 lights were green but they ran into a red. Meeta lost the last button. Her bra was in full view and the blouse was barely hanging onto her. There were no lights for some time and Meeta thought she would escape losing more.

"One more red. What is it going to be? Your blouse?"

Meeta looked around. This was a more crowded light and there were cars near them. Meeta hesitated.

"1...2" He counted again. Meeta looked at the other car and they seemed to be looking at their car. It was not clear if they were staring inside.

"3...4...5"

"OK, I'm doing it." She shouted a bit and took her top off.

"Actually per the rules that was a bit late. But since you have been good, I will let that go. We are almost there."

Almost there was not enough and they hit another light. This time there were in a more secluded spot. Meeta had thought this through. She slipped her panties down. It was better than removing her skirt.

"Smart girl. Now you are playing the game."

Meeta did not feel that smart in her skirt and bra. She kept looking around nervously. They finally reached their house. Meeta reached for her blouse, which was on the car floor.

"No. You need to come in just like that. That is part of the game."

"But...someone will see us."

"It is a bit late and this is the game." Dinesh took the blouse from her hand and got out. Meeta stayed in there afraid of getting out.

"Come on hurry up."

"Please can I wear my blouse?"

"No"

"Please..." She begged.

"No. Counting to 5 and if you don't get out, we add 10 more to the 5."

He began counting.

"This is not fair. Please." Meeta tried to reason.

He finished counting.

"I'm going to start again and this will continue."

Meeta felt it was lost cause and scrambled out. The night air felt cold against her breasts, which were only protected by her bra. The air also played with her panty devoid freshly shaven pussy.

She hurried and followed Dinesh. Thankfully there were no one near them and their neighbors were all-away or had already gone to bed. Dinesh fumbled the keys and opened the door.