Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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"No no!! Not at all" he rushed his response. He saw relief come over
Manya's face as she resumed her finger fucking. "All I meant, is as
long as I think of you as my mother, I will continue to hold back, and
not treat you like I want to treat you. Like you should be treated.
For that, I need to start thinking of you as Manya, a whore. I need to
start addressing you as Manya, or as slut, whore, bitch. Only then,
can I truly help you become the whore you want to become. Now do you
understand?" he asked her again.

Manya thought about what Deen said for a few moments but continued to
finger fuck herself. She wondered how she fould feel if Deen called
her a slut, a bitch and she found the thought made her hotter, made
her feel more alive and more loved than if he called her mom. Deciding
it was a necessary step in her development, it seemed only natural
that Deen become her pimp and he treat her like his property, like his
slut. Feeling the last vestage of her old life slipping away, she gave
her consent to her son and agreed to be just a whore from now on, no
longer a mother to him.

Pleased with how that turned out, Deen smiled. Moving on to the next
step in his plan, he asked Manya for 3000 rupees which she gladly gave
him. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was almost time for the bhangi
(janitor) to come by the house for his daily fuck. He decided to leave
his slut in a very horny state, and said

"Open your mouth, slut" as he unzipped his pants.

She complied and opened her mouth. "Tongue out" he said. She complied
again.

Taking his thick cock out, he rested it on her tongue and let loose a
stream, emptying his bladder into her mouth. He felt a great relief as
he just stood there, getting hard watching his mom drinking his pee as
it hit the back of her throat and emptied into her stomach. He could
visibly see her getting hornier by the second, it was as if she her
degree of arousal was doubling by the second. She was ready to pounce
on him by the time he was done, and the only reason she didn't was
because she liked men who took initiative. But that didn't mean she
wouldn't entice them in every possible way. She squeezed her tits
mercilessly, fingered her cunt furiously and opened her mouth in a
pout as if wanting to suck that thick cock in front of her. She was
disappointed when Deen put it away.

He left through the back door and strolled over to his destination -
the dog pound. He had been speaking with the owner Vikas about buying
some dogs from him though he did not tell him the real reason for
them. After a quick run Deen reached the shop and met Vikas. Vikas
knew Deen's requirement and led him immediately to the first dog in
question. His name was Rascal, and he was a huge mutt. Probably a
mixture of Great Dane and German Shepherd, Rascal was actually very
fond of Deen and surprisingly enough listened only to Deen. Deen had
been visiting the pound for years since he had a fondness for dogs and
he understood and knew about them a great deal. There was one other
reason why Deen wanted Rascal and that was because Rascal was a
natural alpha dog. He would keep other dogs in check and train them,
and yet be controlled by Deen. He weighed about 110 pounds and was
very strong and only about 15 months old so he would still live a long
time. The other two dogs were Satan and Devil, two mean looking german
shepards who were also excellent guard dogs. They also loved Deen and
he knew he would have no trouble restraining them. After all, he had
helped Vikas train the dogs himself.