13-01-2026, 12:33 PM
Kamal’s mind shredded. ‘What would they tell her? What would they convince her to do?’
“You can’t do this,” Kamal told Gupta, “This is...it’s....”then Gupta
replied
“What? bang? No it isn’t. She’s going to do everything willingly—all we’re doing is giving her permission to
unleash her inner self.” Gupta leaned towards the camera. “See, the funny thing here, Kamal, is this: if Athidi’s
really a good girl, if she doesn’t want other men...well, then you have nothing to worry about. Even if her
loving husband suggests that she do something, she’ll tell him ‘No’ and that’ll be that.” He grinned. “But...if
she’s been harbouring(having inner) secret desires...if she’s been longing for something bigger than that pathetic thing you
call a cuck....yours so tiny so ..well, we’re going to set her free.” we will make her very
free hungry cock woman. "
Kamal felt sick in his stomach. He knew Gupta watched him while he jacked off. He’d never thought his cock
was small—Athidi had never said it was small—but now he wasn’t so sure.
“Well,” said Gupta, “I think that just about covers it. I think this is going to be fun, Kamal. Fun for us and Athidi,
anyway. Maybe not so much for you.”
Kamal shook his head. “But—Gupta, wait—Think about this! What happens when Athidi gets back? I can tell her
everything that’s happened! She’ll hate you! She’ll sue you, or have you arrested, or—”
Gupta looked kamal dead in the eye. “If she gets back and you tell her, what do you think is going to happen
then? How do you think she’s going to feel?”
Kamal felt like he was dying inside. He imagined her horror at discovering that, instead of living their shared
fantasies as she’d thought, she’d actually cheated on him, even unwittingly. She’d be wrecked with guilt. It
wouldn’t be her fault, but she’d blame herself.
Kamal knew he couldn’t do that to her. He could not tell her.
“You can’t do this,” Kamal told Gupta, “This is...it’s....”then Gupta
replied
“What? bang? No it isn’t. She’s going to do everything willingly—all we’re doing is giving her permission to
unleash her inner self.” Gupta leaned towards the camera. “See, the funny thing here, Kamal, is this: if Athidi’s
really a good girl, if she doesn’t want other men...well, then you have nothing to worry about. Even if her
loving husband suggests that she do something, she’ll tell him ‘No’ and that’ll be that.” He grinned. “But...if
she’s been harbouring(having inner) secret desires...if she’s been longing for something bigger than that pathetic thing you
call a cuck....yours so tiny so ..well, we’re going to set her free.” we will make her very
free hungry cock woman. "
Kamal felt sick in his stomach. He knew Gupta watched him while he jacked off. He’d never thought his cock
was small—Athidi had never said it was small—but now he wasn’t so sure.
“Well,” said Gupta, “I think that just about covers it. I think this is going to be fun, Kamal. Fun for us and Athidi,
anyway. Maybe not so much for you.”
Kamal shook his head. “But—Gupta, wait—Think about this! What happens when Athidi gets back? I can tell her
everything that’s happened! She’ll hate you! She’ll sue you, or have you arrested, or—”
Gupta looked kamal dead in the eye. “If she gets back and you tell her, what do you think is going to happen
then? How do you think she’s going to feel?”
Kamal felt like he was dying inside. He imagined her horror at discovering that, instead of living their shared
fantasies as she’d thought, she’d actually cheated on him, even unwittingly. She’d be wrecked with guilt. It
wouldn’t be her fault, but she’d blame herself.
Kamal knew he couldn’t do that to her. He could not tell her.
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