02-06-2019, 12:59 PM
Vicky stepped up to Nilanjana and without saying a word gestrured with his finger that she should get down on her hands and knees.
As she did so, he clipped a dog leash to a hook on the back of the dog collar she was wearing.
She had never quite forgotten about the collar, even though it had not figured in the entertainment so far. It was just tight enough to keep reminding her of her status as their slave and she’d known that somewhere along the line, they’d use it to humiliate her.
She made an attractive sight, this 30 year old woman, who had at one time been an ordinary housewife, but was now a sexy slut. She was on her hands and feet like a dog bitch, wearing nothing but panties, a dog collar and leash. Her big heavy boobs were hanging below her, wobbling slightly at each motion. Behind her narrow waist, her broad panty covered ass was sticking out sexily. Her panties showed a small stain where Jo’s cum had seeped through.
Vicky made a sound with his lips, as though he was actually calling a dog, and tugged at the leash, “come on, kutiya bhabhi…”
She winced at this new insult, but didn’t have time to think about it, as Vicky had already started walking towards where the men were seated on sofas and she had to scramble to keep up with him on her hands and knees, her boobs bouncing below her chest and her ass swinging, as she tried to move as fast as possible.
He stopped close to the fat man and pulled on the leash, so that she had to come very close to his legs.
“Randi Bhabhi, this is Choudhari Shivshankar. He is tonight’s chief guest and in fact, the sponsor for the whole evening.”
As she just kept looking down, he said, “Where are your manners randi bhabhi? - say Namaste to our guest…..”
“Nnn… Namaste…”, as she paused, she felt a tug on the leash… “mmm…. Namaste, mmm… maalik…….”
She looked up at him, really noticing him properly for the first time that evening. Till now she’d just thought that he must some friend of Ustadji – no one really important.
She saw a dark, fat and ugly man. He was partly bald and what hair he had, were grey. He was sitting relaxed in a silk kurta and lungi. He glanced down at her contemptuously. She could see authority and cruelty on his face.
“Choudhariji is a very big man in the city. He has lots of businesses in the city and lots of land all over the state. Don’t you think such a man deserves to be shown some respect?”
“Yyy… yes… maalik…”
“Good – then show your respects to him the way a randi dog bitch should… by licking his feet”.
She was stunned for a second, but then bent her face and approached his naked feet. As she got close she noticed that they were dirty and smelly and she felt nausea rising in her throat at the thought of licking them and hesitated for a moment.
But she thought of Kumkum, swallowed hard and got down to the disgusting task of licking Choudhariji’s dirty, smelly feet…
As she did so, he clipped a dog leash to a hook on the back of the dog collar she was wearing.
She had never quite forgotten about the collar, even though it had not figured in the entertainment so far. It was just tight enough to keep reminding her of her status as their slave and she’d known that somewhere along the line, they’d use it to humiliate her.
She made an attractive sight, this 30 year old woman, who had at one time been an ordinary housewife, but was now a sexy slut. She was on her hands and feet like a dog bitch, wearing nothing but panties, a dog collar and leash. Her big heavy boobs were hanging below her, wobbling slightly at each motion. Behind her narrow waist, her broad panty covered ass was sticking out sexily. Her panties showed a small stain where Jo’s cum had seeped through.
Vicky made a sound with his lips, as though he was actually calling a dog, and tugged at the leash, “come on, kutiya bhabhi…”
She winced at this new insult, but didn’t have time to think about it, as Vicky had already started walking towards where the men were seated on sofas and she had to scramble to keep up with him on her hands and knees, her boobs bouncing below her chest and her ass swinging, as she tried to move as fast as possible.
He stopped close to the fat man and pulled on the leash, so that she had to come very close to his legs.
“Randi Bhabhi, this is Choudhari Shivshankar. He is tonight’s chief guest and in fact, the sponsor for the whole evening.”
As she just kept looking down, he said, “Where are your manners randi bhabhi? - say Namaste to our guest…..”
“Nnn… Namaste…”, as she paused, she felt a tug on the leash… “mmm…. Namaste, mmm… maalik…….”
She looked up at him, really noticing him properly for the first time that evening. Till now she’d just thought that he must some friend of Ustadji – no one really important.
She saw a dark, fat and ugly man. He was partly bald and what hair he had, were grey. He was sitting relaxed in a silk kurta and lungi. He glanced down at her contemptuously. She could see authority and cruelty on his face.
“Choudhariji is a very big man in the city. He has lots of businesses in the city and lots of land all over the state. Don’t you think such a man deserves to be shown some respect?”
“Yyy… yes… maalik…”
“Good – then show your respects to him the way a randi dog bitch should… by licking his feet”.
She was stunned for a second, but then bent her face and approached his naked feet. As she got close she noticed that they were dirty and smelly and she felt nausea rising in her throat at the thought of licking them and hesitated for a moment.
But she thought of Kumkum, swallowed hard and got down to the disgusting task of licking Choudhariji’s dirty, smelly feet…
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