Adultery An Indian Marriage by rulerandcane
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"I want you remember this well. You have disobeyed me and you are also acting up. My request was reasonable and you knew this long ago. "

Dinesh lectured her and continued rubbing. Her ass cheeks were shining. Then out of nowhere.

"Smack." He hand smacked her. Meeta was expecting this 5 minutes ago but not now.

Dinesh continued spanking her and alternatively rubbing her. He wanted the blood to flow well into her cheeks. The second half of this was going to be hard and he did not want her skin to break.

After a minute of hand spanking, Dinesh stopped.

"Get up."

She obeyed.

"Hands on this chair. Ass up."

She positioned herself.

"Higher. I want you on tip toes and spread your legs."

She stretched and complied.

Dinesh adjusted her cheeks and pulled her a little more. She tried to balance herself on the toes. This felt ridiculous to her.

Ridiculous, however, was not what she felt a moment later. She felt something crash into her bum. She let out a gasp and turned around to see Dinesh wielding his belt which was nicely folded into two.

"Splatt..."

The second stroke was harder. Her mind went blank for a moment even trying to think about what she should think. She was interrupted in this meditation by another landing of the belt. Her bum burned and as she shifted, he felt like she was going to fall over. He also let out a muffled sob.

"Stay still and hold position." Dinesh ordered.

"Splatt..."

"Splatt..."

As she struggled to hold her balance, two rapid blows landed. She dropped and her legs and started rubbing her fiery bum.

"Please. I have learnt my lesson. I'm sorry." She cried.

"I'm not sure if you have learnt a lesson and also you left your position." Dinesh said dispassionately.

"I will give you a 5 min break and then we will resume."

Ohh my god thought, Meeta. He is cruel and wants to do this more. She now wished she had followed his orders and pushed herself to do the run. She thought he would let her go easy. It was big mistake and now her bum was paying the price. She gently touched it. It was sore but there were no welts. She looked around to see the damage. It was getting a bit pink but her brown ass was not showing much colour.

Dinesh also admired her position and the powerful situation he was in. His wife was naked in front of him and waiting for the next round of punishment. His cock was rock hard. He wanted to stop and maybe fuck her or have some oral pleasures. But he also wanted this to be her worst punishment. He was serious about her fitness.

"Let's try a different position." Dinesh spoke after few minutes, as if conducting an experiment. Meeta gingerly stepped forward looking up to him with pleading eyes.

"I'm sorry I have to do this but you need a lesson." He led her to the living room.

"Get down on your knees."

She did.

"Get your breasts on the floor and that naughty ass of yours as high as you can."

Meeta awkwardly tried that. This felt worse than bending over.

"Higher, you can do better." Dinesh prodded.

Meeta tried her best. He face was on the floor and so were her breasts. It was embarrassing to be made to display herself like this.

Dinesh wandered behind her and admired the position.

"Keep your legs together."

She shifted and that made her ass rise a bit higher. Dinesh felt it look cuter that way. He then took some oil again and massaged her a bit. Meeta loved the gentle rub of the oil against her freshly punished ass.
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