24-03-2019, 04:38 PM
An Indian Marriage Ch. 09
Dinesh moaned as she worked on his cock. He looked up and she was dutifully milking his cock. Her eyes looked a bit tired, possibly, from the tears she shed.
"That was good. The best!"
Meeta was glad he felt that she way. She enjoyed the second part with the fucking but what happened in the morning was not forgotten. Her ass still hurt from the thrashing.
"Did you learn a lesson though?"
"Yes."
"Start working out. I will redo the test in 3 weeks."
She nodded.
"Let's go out somewhere. It is almost evening."
He got up and went for a shower. Meeta got up and felt her ass, which was tender. Her hands also wandered around her pussy and it was still a bit moist from the sex. She increasingly getting aware of her sexuality and she liked the sex. Some of the other stuff around it was however not that easy to swallow. He mouth still tasted salty from his cum. She decided to shower in the other bathroom.
The hot shower helped her to calm down but it hurt when water or soap came in contact with her ass. She closed her eyes and remembered the sight of the belt in his hands. As she got out of the shower, Dinesh was smartly dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.
"I have selected the clothes for you." He indicated the nicely laid stack on the bed.
Meeta dried herself and looked at what she was supposed to wear. Dinesh had picked one of the short skirts and top to go with. There was bra next to it but no panties. She obediently dressed. She felt a bit naked, as she had not worn this skirt since the first time. Dinesh had made her go panty-less before but it was the first time in this small skirt.
"Can I wear my underwear? It feels a bit odd." She tried her luck but was not sure if he would agree.
"No. You don't get to wear panties this weekend. Plus I think you ass won't mind that as panties might hurt."
Meeta thought about that. It was partly right but she rather take the pain then go without panties. She did not say anything.
"Let's go out for a drink. It is a bit too early for dinner. We can then figure out what to do."
They got into the car. As she sat on the leather seats, Meeta winced. Her ass was getting sorer. Dinesh saw that.
"Sorry your ass had to take that. But you deserved it for disobeying me."
Meeta kept quiet. Dinesh sensed the defiance in her silence.
"I think this will make sure you remember next time. Won't you?" Dinesh was trying to make her talk.
"Yes." She mumbled.
"Remember what?" Dinesh persisted.
"Not...to disobey you?" Meeta blurted out. She felt humiliated having to say it.
"We will get you drunk and you will forget that." Dinesh joked and pulled over into a parking lot. It was bar like place and was quite crowded. Meeta meekly walked behind him, making sure her skirt stayed low. The cool air and her lack of underwear was helping with her sore behind.
They entered in and Dinesh went to the bar. There were couple of bar stools free and he got into one. Meeta maneuvered herself on it awkwardly. The hard stool caused her more pain and so she shifted uneasily trying to find the best spot. There was not one.
"Drink?"
"I will have coke." She replied looking around nervously at all the people, wondering if they knew her state of undress.
"A pint of Stella, a coke and a glass of white wine." Dinesh ordered. The bar lady was busy juggling the different drink orders and Meeta looked at her in awe. She got the beer first and the followed it by the wine.
"This wine is for you. I have also ordered coke. The wine will help you relax and also with the pain in your naughty bum." Meeta quickly looked around to see if anyone heard that.
"Don't worry. Plenty of women get spanked by their husbands." Dinesh had no idea if that was true but neither did Meeta. Couples do practice such relationships and in some cases it is also forced on the wife. What they were doing was closer to the latter.
"Do they?" Meeta got a bit curious.
"Well...it is not that common but at the same time it does happen. I think it is a good way to run the relationship. I will take care of you and make sure all your needs are satisfied. But at the same time you need to give up some control and let me decide things."
"Yes. But I don't like it." The waitress bought her coke and she took a sip.
"Off course, no one likes having their bum spanked. You just need to behave and remember that if you get me angry, your bum pays the price."
Dinesh moaned as she worked on his cock. He looked up and she was dutifully milking his cock. Her eyes looked a bit tired, possibly, from the tears she shed.
"That was good. The best!"
Meeta was glad he felt that she way. She enjoyed the second part with the fucking but what happened in the morning was not forgotten. Her ass still hurt from the thrashing.
"Did you learn a lesson though?"
"Yes."
"Start working out. I will redo the test in 3 weeks."
She nodded.
"Let's go out somewhere. It is almost evening."
He got up and went for a shower. Meeta got up and felt her ass, which was tender. Her hands also wandered around her pussy and it was still a bit moist from the sex. She increasingly getting aware of her sexuality and she liked the sex. Some of the other stuff around it was however not that easy to swallow. He mouth still tasted salty from his cum. She decided to shower in the other bathroom.
The hot shower helped her to calm down but it hurt when water or soap came in contact with her ass. She closed her eyes and remembered the sight of the belt in his hands. As she got out of the shower, Dinesh was smartly dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.
"I have selected the clothes for you." He indicated the nicely laid stack on the bed.
Meeta dried herself and looked at what she was supposed to wear. Dinesh had picked one of the short skirts and top to go with. There was bra next to it but no panties. She obediently dressed. She felt a bit naked, as she had not worn this skirt since the first time. Dinesh had made her go panty-less before but it was the first time in this small skirt.
"Can I wear my underwear? It feels a bit odd." She tried her luck but was not sure if he would agree.
"No. You don't get to wear panties this weekend. Plus I think you ass won't mind that as panties might hurt."
Meeta thought about that. It was partly right but she rather take the pain then go without panties. She did not say anything.
"Let's go out for a drink. It is a bit too early for dinner. We can then figure out what to do."
They got into the car. As she sat on the leather seats, Meeta winced. Her ass was getting sorer. Dinesh saw that.
"Sorry your ass had to take that. But you deserved it for disobeying me."
Meeta kept quiet. Dinesh sensed the defiance in her silence.
"I think this will make sure you remember next time. Won't you?" Dinesh was trying to make her talk.
"Yes." She mumbled.
"Remember what?" Dinesh persisted.
"Not...to disobey you?" Meeta blurted out. She felt humiliated having to say it.
"We will get you drunk and you will forget that." Dinesh joked and pulled over into a parking lot. It was bar like place and was quite crowded. Meeta meekly walked behind him, making sure her skirt stayed low. The cool air and her lack of underwear was helping with her sore behind.
They entered in and Dinesh went to the bar. There were couple of bar stools free and he got into one. Meeta maneuvered herself on it awkwardly. The hard stool caused her more pain and so she shifted uneasily trying to find the best spot. There was not one.
"Drink?"
"I will have coke." She replied looking around nervously at all the people, wondering if they knew her state of undress.
"A pint of Stella, a coke and a glass of white wine." Dinesh ordered. The bar lady was busy juggling the different drink orders and Meeta looked at her in awe. She got the beer first and the followed it by the wine.
"This wine is for you. I have also ordered coke. The wine will help you relax and also with the pain in your naughty bum." Meeta quickly looked around to see if anyone heard that.
"Don't worry. Plenty of women get spanked by their husbands." Dinesh had no idea if that was true but neither did Meeta. Couples do practice such relationships and in some cases it is also forced on the wife. What they were doing was closer to the latter.
"Do they?" Meeta got a bit curious.
"Well...it is not that common but at the same time it does happen. I think it is a good way to run the relationship. I will take care of you and make sure all your needs are satisfied. But at the same time you need to give up some control and let me decide things."
"Yes. But I don't like it." The waitress bought her coke and she took a sip.
"Off course, no one likes having their bum spanked. You just need to behave and remember that if you get me angry, your bum pays the price."
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