Adultery Erotic Short and Long Stories Part 2 (You Only Live Once) by smitanair_999

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Madhu is in training, & Ajay helps outs



I showered in the morning and made us breakfast.

"I wonder what I'll do today?" Madhu said.

I smiled. I knew what she was going to do because I knew she was going to be tied to the bed all day. She kept asking me what I was doing as I fastened the leather restraints to her wrists. I snugged them tightly so she could not get away. Then, I chained her to the headboard corners with the chain, just like Mr. Malik told me to do.

"Ajay, what are you doing?" she asked, concern evident in her voice.

"I thought sluts did not question their man," I replied.

"You're my husband, not my man."

"Madhu, I know you're Mr. Malik's slut first, but, you're my slut second. Anyway, he told me to do this to you. So, keep quiet!"

I fastened the clamps to her nipples and attached the clamp chain to her wrists.

"Oh, migod," she said. "This'll stimulate me all day."

"I'm not through."

I greased the butt plug and the vibrator and inserted each in its proper place. She was whispering "no, no" as I tied the leathers around her, holding them in place. I turned the vibrator to high. She jammed her feet on the bed and arched her back. I heard her groan.

"Have a nice day," I said as I turned out the light and left.

There was a note on my desk when I got to the office. Mr. Malik wanted to see me immediately. I went right to his office. Sonya had a smug smile on her face as she let me in. I had been horribly concerned because when Mr. Malik trusted me to whip his other slut, Sonya, I had whipped her too hard. He told me to hit her so the stripe would disappear in twelve hours. But I gave her one that lasted seven days.

Mr. Malik was sitting behind his desk when I entered. When he stood, I saw his cock hanging outside his pants and it was hard. I looked at Sonya who was standing beside me.

"I want my cock sucked," Mr. Malik said emphatically.

I looked at Sonya, but Mr. Malik said, "I want you to suck it, Ajay. Come get on your knees!"

My head was reeling and I felt a little dizzy. Suck my boss' cock? Me? Ajay? That is what he just said. He was glaring at me as he slowly stroked it, keeping it rock hard.

"Now, Ajay."

I know I had never thought about sucking his cock, or any other cock, for that matter. Often I had eaten my own cum out of Madhu's pussy, but that was to help her orgasm since I gave her so few orgasms with my cock. That is why she liked being Mr. Malik slut so much. He made her cum like a house afire. I was totally unprepared for him ordering me to suck his cock. I don't know why I said it, but I did.

"No, sir."

"What did you say, you wimp? I'll fire you and take your wife away from you forever. She's my slut and she will do as I tell her. Do you want that? Do you want to lose Madhu and your job?"

Sonya had a superior, smug expression. I was very angry with her for I was sure she had whined to Mr. Malik and set up this whole scene. But it was Mr. Malik' face I studied. He didn't look angry. He looked neutral, almost quizzical.

I know Madhu thought I was a wimp, a worthless wimp, because I couldn't give her the baby she wanted. I knew she liked fucking my boss and his friends more than she liked fucking me. Even Sonya said I was not as strong as Mr. Malik, implying I was less than a man.

I knew losing Madhu would be the worse thing that even happened to me. But, I had only one answer.

"Mr. Malik, I'll do almost anything you want me to do. But, sir, I will not do that!"

I was nauseous I was so frightened, but something told me I had answered correctly. Mr. Malik looked at Sonya and smiled. She looked chastised, that smug expression wiped from her face.

"That's the correct answer, Ajay. I was testing you. Sonya, come get over the desk."

"Yes, Mr. Malik," Sonya answered in a shy, little girl voice.

I watched as Mr. Malik tied Sonya across his desk just like he had tied my wife that first day he had whipped her. He raised her skirt. She was not wearing hose or panties. I could see the stripe on her ass still healing.

"I knew you wouldn't do it, Ajay, but Sonya thought you would. I had to make sure. I'm proud of your answer. Now, let's talk about whipping sluts. This stripe you gave Sonya is almost eight days old and is still very visible. That's way too hard."

"I understand, sir. I'm sorry about that."

"Don't apologize. I was afraid you'd be too gentle with them. A real slut likes to feel the sting. She likes to know her man will whip her when she needs it. I want to show you how hard to swing. We can practice on Sonya. You don't mind, do you Sonya?"

"Please, Mr. Malik," she pleaded, her voice quivering.

"What did you say, Sonya?"

"No, sir," she sobbed.

"Gag her, Ajay."

I gagged Sonya with the same gag that had filled Mr. Malik' other slut's mouth, Madhu's mouth. I handed him the crop.

"Now, watch."

Mr. Malik and I practiced whipping Sonya. I must admit it takes more skill to whip a slut than I realized but after twelve or so, I was doing much better. I knew I was because Mr. Malik said so.

"Ajay, you want front or back?"

"Either's fine with me, sir."

"Take her mouth then. I'll ream out her pussy."

So, Mr. Malik and I double fucked his slut secretary as she lay tied across his desk. I pulled out and came on her face. Honestly, Sonya loved the whole thing. She was licking my cum from her lips and smiling at me when I stood back to admire her and all my cum on her face.

"Have a seat, Ajay. We need to talk," Mr. Malik said.

He left Sonya strapped across his desk with cum on her face and dripping out of her pussy. She put her head down on the desk and sighed happily. Mr. Malik patted her head. She raised up and smiled at him before snuggling back against the desk again.

"Ajay, Madhu's a magnificent slut. Out of the best sluts in America, Madhu would rank in the top ten. Did she tell you about her weekend with my club?"

"Yes, sir."

"Ajay, they all loved her. In fact, we came up with a plan and I want to discuss it with you. I want your agreement before we implement it."

"Thank you, Mr. Malik, but she's your slut. Why not ask her?"

"Sluts don't want to be asked. They want to be told. Isn't that right, Sonya?"

"Yes, Mr. Malik," she whispered softly.

"Since you'll be spending the rest of your life with Madhu, I want to make sure you agree."

"What is it?"

"First, I'm sure Madhu told you there were six men there. But, that's only part of my club. Total membership is twenty-four. In the past, we have had club sluts, and most of us also have our own sluts, like Sonya here is mine."

Sonya blushed a little but wiggled her ass invitingly.

"We want Madhu to be our new club slut. She would quit teaching. We'd provide a townhouse where she would go each morning. She'd service whichever men were on the schedule that day. Ajay, this is a paying position. We pay ten thousand a month, year around, even in those months when she's too pregnant to have sex. Of course, we would not let her know it's a paying position. The money would go to you, for a new house to hold all those kids and toinvest for the future."

My mind was reeling! My Madhu making that kind of money. But she would be a whore!

"I don't know if I want her to be a whore, Mr. Malik."

"She won't be. Just consider her a professional slut, helping you to provide for your future and that of your children. All of these men are clean, discreet and very careful, Ajay. We don't want to run the hazards of fucking around. That's why we prefer having a club slut to bringing in call girls or hookers."

He could tell by my expression my brain was trying to digest all this.

"Ajay, did you leave the vibrator and butt plug in her like I said?"

"Yes, sir."

"And her nipples are chained?"

"Of course."

"Ajay, you know Madhu's always horny as hell. She absolutely loves sex."

"Yes. I know," I replied with a grin. I loved it that she loved sex.

"After three weeks of being stimulated as much as she is, no one man will be able to satisfy her. No one. Not me and not you. She'll be a big titted fucking machine. By making her the club slut, you insure she's only having sex with good men and men who won't try to take her away from you. It's to your advantage."

"I can see that."

"Probably, with twenty-four of us, she'll have twenty-four men a week, plus you, of course. That should keep her happy."

"I do want to see my Madhu happy."

"I know you do, Ajay. And she knows it, too."

"Okay, Mr. Malik. I agree."

"Good. Sonya'll keep her schedule, arranging the dates and times when men will arrive at the townhouse. Madhu will be at the townhouse and fuck and suck whatever man is there. By the way, there'll be twenty-five. My father was so taken with her he wants to be included. The other club members have approved it."

"She was impressed with your father, too, Mr. Malik."

He laughed.

"Every woman is. I wish I had inherited his big cock rather than his blonde hair. Now, let's talk about Sonya. I want you to enjoy Sonya, Ajay. I do have a sexy and pretty wife who likes me to fuck her twice a week or so. There will be times Sonya might be lonely and I don't want that for her.

Remember when you were a teenager? You would go to your father and say 'hey, pop. Can I borrow the car tonight?' If he said yes, you took the car for a ride? Well, let me be pop. You know Sonya's much more fun to ride than dad's old Chevy. Come to me and ask anytime you want her. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Sonya?"

Sonya raised her head. I could see the cum on her face, white and dry. She gave me a big smile.