Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

She entered the bathroom, leaving the door open and went to the toilet. She turned to look at Azmath, slowly pulling the saree above her waist and the petticoat too. She hesitated briefly before sitting down. Soon, the sound of her peeing echoed throughout the bathroom. She found herself strangely excited. Not since she was a baby had anyone watched her pee. Strange that it should turn her on like this.


When she had finished peeing and wiping, she stood up. Just as she was bending over to pull down her saree, Azmath spoke. “Are you ready to apologize for you misbehavior yet?”

She stared at him defiantly. “No, sir. I am not.”

“Very well. Leave your saree ,petticoat and panties on the floor and come with me.”

Rehana hesitated for one brief moment, kicked off her saree, and went with Azmath. He led her into the living room, pulled up a kitchen chair, and sat down.

“Bend over my knee, young lady. I think you need a spanking,” Azmath said.

She stood rigidly still, dressed only in her white sleeveless blouse and bra, naked from the waist down, and glared at him. “You wouldn’t dare,” she challenged, knowing that she could still back down, but not certain that she wanted to.

Azmath just sat there, saying nothing. They stared at each other for what seemed like ages, before Rehana finally lowered her head in submission. My God, she thought. He was really going to go through with this. And I’m going to let him. She felt her body trembling as she lowered herself across his lap, forgetting for the moment that it was just a game.

Azmath rested his right hand on her bottom and his left on her back. Slowly he rubbed her creamy, delicate cheeks, until he felt her relax a bit. SLAP!

Rehana gasped, squirming on Azmath’s lap, but he held her firmly in place. SLAP! Again she gasped. Again and again he slapped at her, feeling the blood pounding in his cock as he felt her squirm. Rehana gasped but wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of crying or pleading for mercy. When the spanks finally ceased, Rehana realized that, although she was sore, she was certainly not in any real pain. If that was the worst he could dish out …

“Stand up,” Azmath said. She slowly eased herself to her feet, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing her rub her tender soft fair ass. “Are you ready to apologize?’ Azmath inquired. 
That’s when she made her big mistake. “If you think I’m going to apologize to you, you’d better think again. You’re going to have to do a lot better than that, if that’s what you want,” she challenged.

“Very well,” Azmath replied. “Get back to your corner.” Rehana strode across the room to her corner like she was in a parade, chest thrust out, head held high. “Now, remove your blouse and bra and stand there.” 

She complied proudly as Azmath left the room. He returned a couple of moments later, holding his belt in his hand. “Okay, Rehana, it’s time to assume the position again.” Rehana looked at the belt, then at Azmath. He wouldn’t dare. Defiantly, she walked towards him. There was a little extra wiggle in her walk, and a little extra attitude. He wouldn’t dare.

He looked longingly at her backside as she lay over his knees, her ass sticking out, begging for attention, still pink from the prior blows. He could feel her breasts hanging down just in front of his left thigh. He couldn’t help but notice her erect aureoles as she bent over.

WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK! No sooner had she bent over his knees then he delivered four stinging blows to her ass. This time, she let out more then a gasp, this time she screamed. The pain was intense, but somehow, she felt a pleasure building in her loins that rivaled the pain. She squirmed on his lap, trying to build on the pleasure, not wanting him to stop his assault.

WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK! More screams. More pain. More pleasure. She squirmed, desperately trying to release her pleasure, to no avail. “Well?” Azmath said. He hesitated, giving her time to respond. When no response came …

WACK! WACK! “Please stop,” she begged. She felt the tears running down her face, her body shuddering. Her loins screaming out for attention. “Please,” she begged, “no more. I apologize. Please stop.”

She heard the belt hit the floor and a wave of relief washed over her. Tears were still running down her face as she sobbed quietly, her body shuddering as the pain ebbed throughout her body. 

“Please fuck me,I need to be fucked badly I need a lund in my cunt now” she said softly, so softly, in fact, that Azmath wasn’t sure he’d heard right. Still trembling from the blows, she turned to look at him. Azmath wiped the tears from her face and ran his fingers through her hair.

Gently, he helped her to the floor, pausing only long enough to remove his clothes. Instead of rolling onto her back, she stayed on her hands and knees. “In the ass,” she said looking him straight in the eyes.

Azmath reached behind her and inserted his finger into her pussy, noticing that she was already wet. It seemed that she had enjoyed her punishment. He easily inserted two more fingers and began pumping in and out of her cunt. Rehana moaned “ooooooooooooooooooooooh my god it feels so good something goes in my cunt yessssssssssss”, sticking her butt out to reach his fingers.