Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIFES by stranger_women

[Ramesh_Rocky]

THE MAKING OF A CUCKOLD

part10
Deepti was out of bed and now rummaging in our store room.

'What you looking for?'

'Some rope so I can tie you to the bed'

'Why?'

'So I can wallop you, without you getting up.'

'Your not serious?'

'Of course I am. I told you, and now after you letting me down I am going to give it to you. I'm really fed up. Maybe tomorrow when you are at work you will have something to remember and not let me down again.'

I sat up on the bed watching.

Deepti had got four old pairs of ropes out, and was quickly putting on some plain white a bra and petticoat. She glanced over.. 'What are you looking at?'

'I was wondering why you were putting clothes on again?'

'I not doing this for fun. We need to go to the spare room away from the children's.'

I sat there watching her. She really did look good in her petticoat and bra. A tight neat bottom. What worried me was that she was pulling the leather belt out from one of my jeans. It was not very wide but I could imagine how that might feel. I could hear myself again pleading.. 'Please Deepti don't do this.'

'Why not? You need to be taught a lesson'

'But it's not my fault'

'Who's is it then? Not mine for sure. See anyone else in this room? You’re not gay are you?'

'No.'

'Then why cannot you fuck your wife properly?'

I just shook my head. I tried again. 'If you’re intending to use that belt it's really going to hurt. The children might wake up.'

I could see the determination in Deepti's face.. 'Why? You scared you going to yell?? You’re not really a man but a boy....'

Something was stirring inside me again...

'However. You could be right about the children, even if we are in the spare room furthest from them. Let's go down to the ground floor and the single spare bedroom down there.. No chance then of any yell getting up here... Go on then. I see you down there. No need for clothes' (As I went to pick up some shorts. I dropped them again as if they were hot).

I could hear it in Deepti's voice and see it in her face and body posture. No arguing.

I went down. What a nightmare. However what was worse... was some part of me was finding the way Deepti was treating me exciting.. Tension…… Uncertainty………. Fear………. My heart was beating fast again.

I got down to the bedroom. It was not very big really. Enough room for a single bed, chest of drawers, desk, chair, bedside table and lamp, high small window with bars for security. I sat on the bed. I looked round, this I felt, is what it might be like as a prisoner. Waiting his warder. I looked down. I was hard again. Oh no.

Go down GO DOWN. I was urging myself looking down at my penis which seemed to have a life of its own and was now sticking straight up again.

'So you like the idea?'

I had not heard Deepti arrive. I looked up.

She was standing leaning against the door frame. The belt swinging gently back and forth in her right hand, doubled up. My eyes were drawn to it.

I also realized why I had not heard her. She was not wearing shoes and was light on her feet.

I thought she looked like a female lioness……. White petticoat showing off a tight bottom……. Plain white bra but this somehow enhanced the look, with her long black hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Deepti was looking down at my erection I put my hands over it.
'You should stand up when I come into a room.'
I did.
'Hands by your side.'
I did as I was told. Deepti moved further into the room.
VERY like a lioness. She prowled round.
”On the bed with you…… Face down……. Spread your legs and hands out to the corners”. Her voice was clear and firm, but I could also tell there was a touch of excitement showing..

Mentally I shrugged and did as she requested. I was careful to ensure my erection did not get caught..

Out the corner of my eye I saw the belt being put on the bedside table. It lay there like a coiled snake.. waiting to strike. I shivered.

Deepti had the ropes in her left hand and was now threading them in turn through the frame of the bed which was one of those old fashioned made of woods with bars at the top and bottom.

'Good thing we kept this old bed ' Deepti was chatting away as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.. but it was.. she was tying, me, her husband to a bed to thrash him. I found I was rubbing myself on the bed.

'Stop that.' Deepti had noticed and given me a light smack on my bottom. It stung. 'Owe.'

'Nothing to what it will be like.'

Eventually all my four limbs were tied with the ropes to the four corners. I felt exposed... The air was cool down here in the ground floor on my back.. I felt Deepti moving. She was now outside my vision. Near the bottom of the bed.

I heard her giggle.. 'You look like a star fish.'

'Thanks'

She giggled again. Then she was on the move again. Bringing the chair from the desk over towards the bed and I looked sideways to see Deepti drawing it up and sitting down facing me, just about in line with my neck.

Deepti's left hand started playing with my hair. Running her finger through it. With her right hand her fingers were lightly flowing over my body. My bottom. Gentle and sensuous.

'Do you like that?'

I nodded.

Deepti then moved off the chair to kneel down beside the bed... by my head. Both her hands now playing with my ears, tugging at my hair, twisting. She was leaning in close. I felt her breath in my ear. Her right hand was wriggling under my body... down to my erection.

'This little boy seems to like Mummy tying him up. It seems he's already getting damp.' Deepti's soft voice in my ear. The words.. her hand brushing over the tip of my penis. Pulling back the foreskin every so lightly, backwards and forwards just a little. Torture... but oh so enjoyable.

The voice changed a little. 'I wonder how you will feel in a minute. Ready for your six wallops Sunil?'

'Please Deepti. I know you. You hit a tennis ball so hard. I really don't think I could cope with six.'

'But you must be punished .. any suggestions?'

It suddenly came to me. 'How about if I also do the washing and cleaning this week?'

Deepti was quiet for a moment. I held my breath. A way out. Then...

'Make it the first failure penalty and five wallops and that is non negotiable and you sleep down her tonight tied

to the bed. Take it or leave it.'

I hesitated. Deepti's voice was hard. 'Decide. Now'

I shut my eyes and said it... 'I take it.'

Deepti was now getting to her feet. I turned my head to watch. She was getting the hold of her belt. Just below the buckle. Shaking it loose, dangling down. Her face turned down in concentration as she got the weight of it and swung it a little for balance. She was standing sideways onto me.

I felt scared, but excited. This was crazy.

Deepti glanced over. 'I suggest you bite that pillow. It will hurt.' There was a tense, brittle edge to her voice. "I will do it fast to get it over with quickly'

Tension in the air.

I shut my eyes and bit down into the pillow.

CRACK.

My eyes flew open. That seriously hurt. Fleshy bit of my bottom

CRACK

That wrapped around my bottom more the first one

CRACK

I was crying already.
“YEAAAAHHHHHHH” In the distance I heard a voice thick with excitement..

'Sunil you really not a man are you? Just a little boy. Go on then. Cry if it helps you..'

I cried more. The tears flowing...

CRACK

I jumped. That truly truly hurt. Across the top of the backs of my thighs.

'Last one SONA... Be good. Stay still now. It's going to be a special.'

Did I hear a suppressed giggle? Deepti was moving towards the end of the bed where my feet were.

My bottom was on fire. I felt something dangling between my bottom cheeks. Oh no...

'Just measuring up. Looks like I can reach.. Hold on tight SONA. I am going to try and hit the bullseye...'

I just knew this would be the worst. It was close to the area already on fire. I guessed Deepti was going to aim to strike just on the crack between my bottom checks. I buried my head in the pillow and bite down into it.

CRACK

If I had not done that I am sure my shriek would have woken even our distant neighbors..

The tears were running down my checks in rivulets.

Suddenly my wife was beside me. Kissing me. Petting me.

Her voice was now all concern.. 'Are you sorry??' All I could do is nod. 'You promise to fuck me hard soon when you are recovered...' I nodded again.

Suddenly I realized a hand was under me.

'No.' I did not want her to do that..

'Stay still. I want to check something...

Deepti's voice was suddenly very quiet. I could hear the amazement in it.. 'Your still hard. You liked that?'

I was shaking my head.

Deepti was clearly stunned.. 'You must do. Your still hard.'

With that Deepti started to move her hand up and down. Her face was close to mine eyes looking into mine.

I was lost.

I could smell her perfume.

She was sweating but also there was quite a bit of colour in her face.

I could see it.. Excitement. She was out of breath as if she had been in a race.

Accusingly I managed to get out 'You enjoyed doing that to me'

'Well what if I did? You are still hard and let me just say this...

I wonder what you would do, if at some time in the future, I thrashed you like this. Left you tied to the bed all the time like a prisoner and in the upstairs live with one of my lover like Dipak or Sunny as a husband and wife. What if I send our children’s to a boarding college and want to get pregnant once again with my new lover.

I came again immediately.

Deepti took her hand away from underneath me and wiped it on the sheet.

'Dirty little boy.'

I twitched again (again I had only just come!! And I was trying to get hard again??)

'I'm off to bed now. I guess you just need a sheet as I am sure you are warm.' There was that giggle again in her voice.

She pulled one over the top of me. Bent down again. Kissed my forehead, whispering again ' my dear little boy……. Sunny will arrive soon.' He will be very lucky today. He will eat your portion of food and sleep with your wife in your bedroom……..and will fuck the shit out of your wife.
I became hard like a still road instantly.
I watched as she walked away. That beautiful tight bottom waving to me... Then there was the click of the switch and I was in darkness... with my thoughts...

As I lay there I could feel the heat from my bottom. Thank goodness it had been only five strokes or wallops as Deepti seemed to prefer to call them.

The sheet was cool, but with my legs stretched to four corners this was going to be uncomfortable, I was sure, later on.

There was some light coming in from the half moon through the window. So I looked at the knots on my wrists and the knots on the bed head. I could see that the way they had been tied, and now stretched when I was frantically moving about, had caused them to tighten in such a way that clearly the only way to get them off was to cut them.
(To Be Continued)

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