28-03-2019, 12:46 PM
An Indian Marriage Ch. 13
Few days passed since the incident with Anju. Meeta got busy with her workouts and cooking. Then out of the blue Anju called her on the following Friday.
"Hi. I was thinking about calling you for some time. Did not have the courage to do till now." She confessed.
"How are you?" That was the best Meeta could say.
"I'm fine. Listen we should meet again. I think we need to get past what happened last week."
"Yes, for sure." Meeta agreed.
"Did Dinesh spank you after I left? Or should I stay away from that topic?"
"No. He did not." Meeta was surprised that she was comfortable talking about it. Her mind also wandered to the sex after that and she lost track of what Anju was saying.
"Good. I have not told this to Adam." Anju wanted to make it clear. The whole reason Dinesh got an upper hand was because of the secrets that Adam did not know.
"OK. Do you want to come over sometime?" Meeta asked.
"Yes, maybe not today but will call you sometime. Are you guys doing something for the weekend?"
"I don't know. I need to check with Dinesh."
"OK. Let me know or we can meet next week."
Anju hung up after bit more of chitchat. Meeta was relieved that their friendship was still fine. She then called Dinesh to see what the plans for the weekend. Dinesh seemed busy and was curt in his replies. He told her that he would be home by 6.00 today and tomorrow they were going to a friend's birthday party. He then hung up quickly.
Meeta tidied up the place and waited for him.
Dinesh came home with box of stuff.
"What is in it?"
"Toys for you and me." Dinesh smiled.
"Get yourself a wine and pour of me." He gestured.
As they were sipping wine, Meeta asked.
"What is in the box?"
"You are curious. Aren't you?"
Dinesh was smiling inwardly. He had wanted to get these toys for some time but was not sure if Meeta would be ready for this. Dinesh started opening the box carefully. Meeta looked on.
"So these are some toys for us to play with. And you let me teach you how to use them."
The first thing Dinesh pulled out was a wooden paddle. He patted his hand with it.
"We won't need this unless you don't behave." He put it aside. Next he took out what looked like a shiny skirt and top.
"Now why don't you undress and wear them?"
Meeta started undressing. She stripped to her panties and bra. She was not sure if she was supposed to wear them.
"This dress needs to be worn without any underwear."
Dinesh clarified. Meeta slipped her under garments off and started with the skirt. The skirt was decently sized but she quickly realized that it two big openings, one exposing her ass cheeks and another her pussy. She was horrified but continued to dress up. The top did not disappoint either as it had openings for her nipples. Dinesh was watching closely. The skirt could have been tighter but it was still looking good. Meeta finished dressing up.
"This is a strange dress."
"Yes. But it is for us in our privacy. Now turn around, let me admire it."
Meeta did likewise and showed off her body.
"That is sexy. Do you like it?"
"I don't know." Meeta liked the feel of the dress but it also played with her mind as she felt naked and dressed at the same time.
"I like it. Now let's see what else we have here."
Dinesh took out something that looked like a jumbled up set of straps with some metal cuffs.
"What is that?" Meeta's eyes had more curiosity than fear.
"This will make sure I am in control."
Meeta thought it was an odd thing to say since he was definitely in control. How much more did he want.
"Come here."
Dinesh pulled her closer to him and started putting the straps around her wrists. They were like handcuffs once untangled. Dinesh clicked them in place with Meeta's arms in front of her. Meeta felt they were comfortable but she was not getting afraid of being tied up like this. She did not realize that it was going to get worse.
"Now bend over and touch your ankles."
Meeta did so and her skirt stretched over her taught ass. Dinesh pulled the straps and attached them to her ankles. Meeta was tried to balance herself as Dinesh admired his wife dressed in shiny bum revealing skirt and her breasts hanging with her nipples peeking out.
Few days passed since the incident with Anju. Meeta got busy with her workouts and cooking. Then out of the blue Anju called her on the following Friday.
"Hi. I was thinking about calling you for some time. Did not have the courage to do till now." She confessed.
"How are you?" That was the best Meeta could say.
"I'm fine. Listen we should meet again. I think we need to get past what happened last week."
"Yes, for sure." Meeta agreed.
"Did Dinesh spank you after I left? Or should I stay away from that topic?"
"No. He did not." Meeta was surprised that she was comfortable talking about it. Her mind also wandered to the sex after that and she lost track of what Anju was saying.
"Good. I have not told this to Adam." Anju wanted to make it clear. The whole reason Dinesh got an upper hand was because of the secrets that Adam did not know.
"OK. Do you want to come over sometime?" Meeta asked.
"Yes, maybe not today but will call you sometime. Are you guys doing something for the weekend?"
"I don't know. I need to check with Dinesh."
"OK. Let me know or we can meet next week."
Anju hung up after bit more of chitchat. Meeta was relieved that their friendship was still fine. She then called Dinesh to see what the plans for the weekend. Dinesh seemed busy and was curt in his replies. He told her that he would be home by 6.00 today and tomorrow they were going to a friend's birthday party. He then hung up quickly.
Meeta tidied up the place and waited for him.
Dinesh came home with box of stuff.
"What is in it?"
"Toys for you and me." Dinesh smiled.
"Get yourself a wine and pour of me." He gestured.
As they were sipping wine, Meeta asked.
"What is in the box?"
"You are curious. Aren't you?"
Dinesh was smiling inwardly. He had wanted to get these toys for some time but was not sure if Meeta would be ready for this. Dinesh started opening the box carefully. Meeta looked on.
"So these are some toys for us to play with. And you let me teach you how to use them."
The first thing Dinesh pulled out was a wooden paddle. He patted his hand with it.
"We won't need this unless you don't behave." He put it aside. Next he took out what looked like a shiny skirt and top.
"Now why don't you undress and wear them?"
Meeta started undressing. She stripped to her panties and bra. She was not sure if she was supposed to wear them.
"This dress needs to be worn without any underwear."
Dinesh clarified. Meeta slipped her under garments off and started with the skirt. The skirt was decently sized but she quickly realized that it two big openings, one exposing her ass cheeks and another her pussy. She was horrified but continued to dress up. The top did not disappoint either as it had openings for her nipples. Dinesh was watching closely. The skirt could have been tighter but it was still looking good. Meeta finished dressing up.
"This is a strange dress."
"Yes. But it is for us in our privacy. Now turn around, let me admire it."
Meeta did likewise and showed off her body.
"That is sexy. Do you like it?"
"I don't know." Meeta liked the feel of the dress but it also played with her mind as she felt naked and dressed at the same time.
"I like it. Now let's see what else we have here."
Dinesh took out something that looked like a jumbled up set of straps with some metal cuffs.
"What is that?" Meeta's eyes had more curiosity than fear.
"This will make sure I am in control."
Meeta thought it was an odd thing to say since he was definitely in control. How much more did he want.
"Come here."
Dinesh pulled her closer to him and started putting the straps around her wrists. They were like handcuffs once untangled. Dinesh clicked them in place with Meeta's arms in front of her. Meeta felt they were comfortable but she was not getting afraid of being tied up like this. She did not realize that it was going to get worse.
"Now bend over and touch your ankles."
Meeta did so and her skirt stretched over her taught ass. Dinesh pulled the straps and attached them to her ankles. Meeta was tried to balance herself as Dinesh admired his wife dressed in shiny bum revealing skirt and her breasts hanging with her nipples peeking out.
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