25-10-2025, 04:10 PM
Saga 10 - Scene 5 - Husband + Wife + Sameer
Sameer remained kneeling on the floor, staring blankly at his wife’s body, slick with sweat and now glistening with Usman’s thick semen trickling from her cunt. Usman stood over them, radiating menace.
Usman: Did you not hear me, dog? Your master gave you an order! Lick her clean, I said! Clean that cum from her pussy. I want her again.
Sameer flinched, looking up at Usman with terrified eyes.
Sameer: Sir… please… I can’t…
Usman: You can’t? Or you won’t? Do you need another lesson in obedience? Maybe I should fuck your ass while you lick her? Would that help you remember your place?
Sameer: No! No… please… I’ll do it…
Usman: Then do it! Don't make me wait. Get your face in there and lick my cum out of your wife’s cunt like the good little bitch you are.
Dipa, lying on the floor, watched Sameer with a cold, detached curiosity. There was no pity in her eyes, only a strange, analytical interest in how far he would debase himself.
Dipa: Yes, Sameer. Obey him. Lick me clean. Show him what a good pet you are. Show him how you worship your goddess… even when she’s covered in another man’s seed.
Her voice, calm and slightly mocking, was the final push. With a low, choked sob, Sameer crawled forward between his wife’s legs. He hesitated for a moment, looking at the mess, at the thick, white fluid smeared on her inner thighs and pooling in her pussy lips.
Usman: Lick it! Now! Or I swear to A-llah I will break you.
Sameer closed his eyes and lowered his head. His tongue tentatively touched the edge of the mess, tasting the sharp, salty tang of Usman’s semen mixed with Dipa’s own musky juices. He gagged, but Usman’s shadow looming over him forced him to continue. He began to lick, cleaning her inner thighs first, his tongue methodically lapping up the spilled seed.
Usman: That’s it. Good dog. Lick it all up. Don’t leave a single drop of my load behind. I want her cunt spotless for my next round. Are you tasting it? Is it good? Is my cum better than yours?
Sameer didn’t answer, just continued his work, tears streaming down his face. Dipa watched him, a slow, cruel smile playing on her lips.
Dipa: Look at him, Usman. My pathetic husband. Eating your cum from my pussy. He really is just a dog, isn’t he?
Usman: He is less than a dog. He’s my bitch. And so are you. Now, lick her clit, dog! Clean that little button for me. I want her nice and sensitive when I fuck her again.
Sameer’s tongue moved higher, finding Dipa’s clit. She gasped, her hips arching off the floor involuntarily.
Usman: Yeah, she likes that. Even from her pathetic husband. Makes her cunt even wetter for me. Keep licking, dog! Make her drip for me!
Sameer licked her clit, his tears mixing with the fluids on her body. Dipa moaned, caught between the humiliation of the situation and the undeniable pleasure.
Dipa: Oh, God… yes… lick it… clean your master’s mess… make me ready for him again…
Usman watched them, his own cock beginning to harden again at the sight of such absolute degradation and depravity.
Usman: Almost clean. Now, dog, stick your tongue inside her cunt. Lick out the last of my load from deep inside. I want her completely empty before I fill her again.
Sameer hesitated, gagging at the thought.
Usman: Do it! Or I’ll make Dipa fuck you with that vibrator while I watch.
With a final whimper of surrender, Sameer pushed his tongue inside his wife’s cunt, licking the inner walls, swallowing the last remnants of Usman’s seed.
Usman: Good dog. Very obedient. You’ve earned a reward.
He reached down and grabbed Sameer’s hair, pulling his head back roughly.
Usman: Now, watch. Watch me fuck your wife again. Watch how she takes my cock after your tongue has been all over her.
Usman knelt between Dipa’s legs again, his erection thick and ready.
Dipa: Yes, Usman… please… fill me again… punish me for letting him touch me… fuck me harder this time…
Usman: Oh, I will.
He slammed into her, eliciting a sharp scream from Dipa. He began to pound her with a renewed, savage energy, his eyes locked on Sameer’s horrified, tear-streaked face.
Usman: See this, dog? See how she takes me? See how wet she is? That’s my cunt now. You just get to clean it.
He continued to fuck her brutally, forcing Sameer to watch every thrust, every moan, until he came again, roaring his triumph into the silent, ruined room.
Sameer remained kneeling on the floor, staring blankly at his wife’s body, slick with sweat and now glistening with Usman’s thick semen trickling from her cunt. Usman stood over them, radiating menace.
Usman: Did you not hear me, dog? Your master gave you an order! Lick her clean, I said! Clean that cum from her pussy. I want her again.
Sameer flinched, looking up at Usman with terrified eyes.
Sameer: Sir… please… I can’t…
Usman: You can’t? Or you won’t? Do you need another lesson in obedience? Maybe I should fuck your ass while you lick her? Would that help you remember your place?
Sameer: No! No… please… I’ll do it…
Usman: Then do it! Don't make me wait. Get your face in there and lick my cum out of your wife’s cunt like the good little bitch you are.
Dipa, lying on the floor, watched Sameer with a cold, detached curiosity. There was no pity in her eyes, only a strange, analytical interest in how far he would debase himself.
Dipa: Yes, Sameer. Obey him. Lick me clean. Show him what a good pet you are. Show him how you worship your goddess… even when she’s covered in another man’s seed.
Her voice, calm and slightly mocking, was the final push. With a low, choked sob, Sameer crawled forward between his wife’s legs. He hesitated for a moment, looking at the mess, at the thick, white fluid smeared on her inner thighs and pooling in her pussy lips.
Usman: Lick it! Now! Or I swear to A-llah I will break you.
Sameer closed his eyes and lowered his head. His tongue tentatively touched the edge of the mess, tasting the sharp, salty tang of Usman’s semen mixed with Dipa’s own musky juices. He gagged, but Usman’s shadow looming over him forced him to continue. He began to lick, cleaning her inner thighs first, his tongue methodically lapping up the spilled seed.
Usman: That’s it. Good dog. Lick it all up. Don’t leave a single drop of my load behind. I want her cunt spotless for my next round. Are you tasting it? Is it good? Is my cum better than yours?
Sameer didn’t answer, just continued his work, tears streaming down his face. Dipa watched him, a slow, cruel smile playing on her lips.
Dipa: Look at him, Usman. My pathetic husband. Eating your cum from my pussy. He really is just a dog, isn’t he?
Usman: He is less than a dog. He’s my bitch. And so are you. Now, lick her clit, dog! Clean that little button for me. I want her nice and sensitive when I fuck her again.
Sameer’s tongue moved higher, finding Dipa’s clit. She gasped, her hips arching off the floor involuntarily.
Usman: Yeah, she likes that. Even from her pathetic husband. Makes her cunt even wetter for me. Keep licking, dog! Make her drip for me!
Sameer licked her clit, his tears mixing with the fluids on her body. Dipa moaned, caught between the humiliation of the situation and the undeniable pleasure.
Dipa: Oh, God… yes… lick it… clean your master’s mess… make me ready for him again…
Usman watched them, his own cock beginning to harden again at the sight of such absolute degradation and depravity.
Usman: Almost clean. Now, dog, stick your tongue inside her cunt. Lick out the last of my load from deep inside. I want her completely empty before I fill her again.
Sameer hesitated, gagging at the thought.
Usman: Do it! Or I’ll make Dipa fuck you with that vibrator while I watch.
With a final whimper of surrender, Sameer pushed his tongue inside his wife’s cunt, licking the inner walls, swallowing the last remnants of Usman’s seed.
Usman: Good dog. Very obedient. You’ve earned a reward.
He reached down and grabbed Sameer’s hair, pulling his head back roughly.
Usman: Now, watch. Watch me fuck your wife again. Watch how she takes my cock after your tongue has been all over her.
Usman knelt between Dipa’s legs again, his erection thick and ready.
Dipa: Yes, Usman… please… fill me again… punish me for letting him touch me… fuck me harder this time…
Usman: Oh, I will.
He slammed into her, eliciting a sharp scream from Dipa. He began to pound her with a renewed, savage energy, his eyes locked on Sameer’s horrified, tear-streaked face.
Usman: See this, dog? See how she takes me? See how wet she is? That’s my cunt now. You just get to clean it.
He continued to fuck her brutally, forcing Sameer to watch every thrust, every moan, until he came again, roaring his triumph into the silent, ruined room.
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