08-07-2019, 01:11 PM
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Part 7
I sat on the ground in front of my door for a few minutes. Then I picked up the file, the DVDs, the invitation card to the farmhouse, and went inside the house.
I was still groggy from the scotch and I felt a strong headache coming on. So I went to the kitchen and started making some coffee. A few minutes later, I was sitting on the couch, drinking coffee. In front of me on the table were the DVDs. I picked them up and looked at the covers. They were the usual blank DVDs with the standard cover. On the top of them were titles. One said "Shilpa Balram Mangal Clips". The second one said "Farmhouse 1 - Outdoor". The third said "Farmhouse 2 - Inside".
I picked up Farmhouse 1, took out the disc, put it in the DVD player and turned on the TV.
A grainy image filled the screen. This shot was clearly taken from a fair distance away. The farmhouse was visible, with a fence around it. Then the camera zoomed into the side of the farmhouse. To a window. And I saw Shilpa standing there, completely naked from the waist up. Nothing visible from the waist down. She was standing there, with a cigarette in her hand, smoking. I had never known Shilpa to smoke, so this was a surprise. Of course, compared to the massive earthquake-like shocks I had gotten from her recently, her smoking should barely register on the richter scale.
She stood there smoking and staring out of the window into nothingness for a few minutes, and then someone joined her. The picture was grainy, but the man was clearly Tariq, her teacher...or should I say, her Master. He whispered something in her ear and she smiled. Then he reached around and grabbed her beautiful tits, and she rested her head on his shoulders. They were like that, talking for a few minutes. And then Tariq disappeared. Shilpa finished smoking her cigarette, stubbed it on the window-sill and threw it out of the window.
As soon as she did that, she turned back suddenly, as if someone had called her. Tariq re-appeared again, but this time grabbed her hair and shook her head, pointing outside the window. From her lip movement, she seemed to be saying sorry. He pulled her back, and she disappeared from the view. The camera stayed focused on the empty window for a while more and then moved to the side of the wall.
From there, appeared Shilpa, completely naked, except that now she seemed to have a black leather belt around her neck. Hooked to the belt was a leash, which Tariq emerged holding. He was dressed in jeans, but was shirtless, showing off his slim but chiselled torso. They walked to the backyard, and stopped at a point. Tariq yanked the leash hard, making Shilpa fall to the ground. The camera then zoomed in on her and showed her picking up the cigarette but she had thrown, using her lips. With the cigarette butt in her lips, she turned around, and walked back to the house, Tariq behind her. The clip got over.
The next clip started. This seemed to be the front entrance of the farmhouse. There was a man standing there at the gate with a basket of fruits, looking at the door. The door opened and out came Shilpa. She was dressed in the tiniest and tightest black leather shorts. So tiny, that an inch shorter and it would be called leather underwear. On top she wore the skimpiest top...if you can call it a top. It was like the top of a string bikini, except it seemed to be made of leather too. The straps were thin. And the patches were big enough to only cover her nipples. And of course, the leather belt in her neck.
The fruit seller seemed to be standing very still, probably surprised to see her. Shilpa walked to him very nonchalantly, and started picking out fruits from his basket and handing them to him, which he then put in a plastic bag. She paid him, took the fruits and went inside the house. The fruit-seller lounged around a bit, maybe hoping for another glimpse of my hot slut of a wife. But no one came out the door. So he left. And the clip ended.
The next clip, a very long one, shocked me even in that state. Even after all this, I had not considered Shilpa capable of what I saw her doing. The camera was now on what seemed like the back of the farmhouse. The back door opened, and she walked out, wearing just a t-shirt (and of coruse the leather strap in her neck). She was completely naked from the waist down. Tariq was close behind, with some ropes in his hand. Shilpa opened the back gate of the fence and walked out and Tariq followed her.
She then walked along the fence, and came to a point where a plank was missing from the wooden fence. Tariq pointed to it, and Shilpa immediately got on her knees and put her head through the fence. Her beautifully round butt jutted out at the camera, and Tariq could not resist spanking it a few times. She then put her hands through gaps in the fence, and Tariq began tying her hands to the plans in the fence. He tied both her hands tightly, pulled them to make sure they wouldn't come off. He then took a tube out of his pocket (probably lubricant), and smeared it all over her pussy and asshole. He then walked back inside the compound.
Shilpa was left there, her head inside the fench, her torso covered by a t-shirt, but her butt, and of course her pussy wet and exposed in the daylight for anyone to see. Tariq who head walked back inside the house, now came out with some more stuff. He walked towards her head, on the inside of the fence. He took out a roll of tape and put it on her mouth, covering it completely. He then took a blindfold (the kind they give on planes to help you sleep), and put it over her eyes. And then he quietly turned around, and went back inside the house.
The clip showed Shilpa just tied to the fence in that position for a long time. I took the remote and fast-forwarded it. Until I saw someone else on the screen. An old woman, with a basket of vegetables on her head approached Shilpa. She looked around, and seemed to be asking Shilpa something. Shilpa just wiggled her ass in response. The old woman hung around for a few more minutes and then walked away.
She re-appeared a couple of minutes later, this time accompanied by the fruit-seller I had seen in the previous clip. She pointed at Shilpa, and they talked about something for a few minutes. Finally, the fruit-seller pointed in a direction and the old woman started walking towards it. He kept looking in that direction for a few minutes. Then he seemed to shout out something, probably calling her name. Waited for a response, and probably got no response.
Almost instantly, he untied the knot of his pajama, and lowered it. He also lowered his underwear, and an average sized cock, fully erect, sprung out. He immediately got on his knees behind Shilpa and started fucking her. All the while, he kept looking in the direction the old woman had gone. In just a few minutes, he seemed to be done. He got up, spanked Shilpa's ass a few times, got dressed and left.
In ten minutes, two more guys, also dressed like rural folks, like the first guy reached the spot. The speed with which they reached there suggested that the fruit-seller had told them that a great piece of ass was there for fucking. They both fucked her, and then left.
Then came the really shocking part. A dog appeared out of nowhere. A dirty mongrel dog. Then came the really shocking part. A dog appeared out of nowhere. A dirty mongrel dog.
He was sprinting by when he noticed Shilpa's butt and stopped. Slowly he went towards her and started sniffing her butt and pussy. Even in this grainy picture, it was obvious that Shilpa's pussy was leaking with the juices of all the men that had just fucked her. The dog poked her nose closer to the pussy, almost into it, and kept sniffing. He then walked away, and seemed to be barking, hopping from one side to another for a while. Then sniffed the pussy again.
Shilpa clearly knew what was happening. Her eyes and mouth were closed, not her ears. But from her body language, she did not seemed worried by the dog's presence at all. In fact, when the dog moved away, she would wiggle her butt, poke it out, almost cajoling the dog to come back. The dog would get enticed, sniff her butt and pussy again, and then hop around again.
I watched spellbound as this game between the dog and Shilpa continued, wondering where it would go next. Could it? Could she? I had read some stories and seen some porn videos many years ago about bestiality, but the thought of my young hot wife indulging in it seemed equally revolting and erotic.
Finally, Shilpa made a move, so to say. When the dog was sniffing her pussy for the umpteenth time, she raised her right knee, which had been on the ground. She stretched her leg backwards. What this did was give the dog even greater access to her pussy which now opened up and more jizz started dribbling out. The dog bent is head and started sniffing further. In a second I realized that Shilpa's intention behind stretching her leg was not to give him greater access to her privates.... but give her some access to his. The leg stretched back and curved tentatively, as she touched the dog's sides with her dainty foot.
And then...... the foot went below the dog's belly. And started poking at his dick, which was starting to come out of its furry sheath. As soon as the dog felt her foot touch his dick, he jumped back startled. Shilpa brought hen knee back to the ground next to the other knee and arched her back, making her butt jut out.
By now, Shilpa's juices and her foot play had had an effect. I watched surprised as the dog's dick kept growing and advancing out of its sheath. And the dog did what its animal instinct told it to do when that happened. He tried to mount and hump the first thing he saw. Which was of course, Shilpa.
I sat on the ground in front of my door for a few minutes. Then I picked up the file, the DVDs, the invitation card to the farmhouse, and went inside the house.
I was still groggy from the scotch and I felt a strong headache coming on. So I went to the kitchen and started making some coffee. A few minutes later, I was sitting on the couch, drinking coffee. In front of me on the table were the DVDs. I picked them up and looked at the covers. They were the usual blank DVDs with the standard cover. On the top of them were titles. One said "Shilpa Balram Mangal Clips". The second one said "Farmhouse 1 - Outdoor". The third said "Farmhouse 2 - Inside".
I picked up Farmhouse 1, took out the disc, put it in the DVD player and turned on the TV.
A grainy image filled the screen. This shot was clearly taken from a fair distance away. The farmhouse was visible, with a fence around it. Then the camera zoomed into the side of the farmhouse. To a window. And I saw Shilpa standing there, completely naked from the waist up. Nothing visible from the waist down. She was standing there, with a cigarette in her hand, smoking. I had never known Shilpa to smoke, so this was a surprise. Of course, compared to the massive earthquake-like shocks I had gotten from her recently, her smoking should barely register on the richter scale.
She stood there smoking and staring out of the window into nothingness for a few minutes, and then someone joined her. The picture was grainy, but the man was clearly Tariq, her teacher...or should I say, her Master. He whispered something in her ear and she smiled. Then he reached around and grabbed her beautiful tits, and she rested her head on his shoulders. They were like that, talking for a few minutes. And then Tariq disappeared. Shilpa finished smoking her cigarette, stubbed it on the window-sill and threw it out of the window.
As soon as she did that, she turned back suddenly, as if someone had called her. Tariq re-appeared again, but this time grabbed her hair and shook her head, pointing outside the window. From her lip movement, she seemed to be saying sorry. He pulled her back, and she disappeared from the view. The camera stayed focused on the empty window for a while more and then moved to the side of the wall.
From there, appeared Shilpa, completely naked, except that now she seemed to have a black leather belt around her neck. Hooked to the belt was a leash, which Tariq emerged holding. He was dressed in jeans, but was shirtless, showing off his slim but chiselled torso. They walked to the backyard, and stopped at a point. Tariq yanked the leash hard, making Shilpa fall to the ground. The camera then zoomed in on her and showed her picking up the cigarette but she had thrown, using her lips. With the cigarette butt in her lips, she turned around, and walked back to the house, Tariq behind her. The clip got over.
The next clip started. This seemed to be the front entrance of the farmhouse. There was a man standing there at the gate with a basket of fruits, looking at the door. The door opened and out came Shilpa. She was dressed in the tiniest and tightest black leather shorts. So tiny, that an inch shorter and it would be called leather underwear. On top she wore the skimpiest top...if you can call it a top. It was like the top of a string bikini, except it seemed to be made of leather too. The straps were thin. And the patches were big enough to only cover her nipples. And of course, the leather belt in her neck.
The fruit seller seemed to be standing very still, probably surprised to see her. Shilpa walked to him very nonchalantly, and started picking out fruits from his basket and handing them to him, which he then put in a plastic bag. She paid him, took the fruits and went inside the house. The fruit-seller lounged around a bit, maybe hoping for another glimpse of my hot slut of a wife. But no one came out the door. So he left. And the clip ended.
The next clip, a very long one, shocked me even in that state. Even after all this, I had not considered Shilpa capable of what I saw her doing. The camera was now on what seemed like the back of the farmhouse. The back door opened, and she walked out, wearing just a t-shirt (and of coruse the leather strap in her neck). She was completely naked from the waist down. Tariq was close behind, with some ropes in his hand. Shilpa opened the back gate of the fence and walked out and Tariq followed her.
She then walked along the fence, and came to a point where a plank was missing from the wooden fence. Tariq pointed to it, and Shilpa immediately got on her knees and put her head through the fence. Her beautifully round butt jutted out at the camera, and Tariq could not resist spanking it a few times. She then put her hands through gaps in the fence, and Tariq began tying her hands to the plans in the fence. He tied both her hands tightly, pulled them to make sure they wouldn't come off. He then took a tube out of his pocket (probably lubricant), and smeared it all over her pussy and asshole. He then walked back inside the compound.
Shilpa was left there, her head inside the fench, her torso covered by a t-shirt, but her butt, and of course her pussy wet and exposed in the daylight for anyone to see. Tariq who head walked back inside the house, now came out with some more stuff. He walked towards her head, on the inside of the fence. He took out a roll of tape and put it on her mouth, covering it completely. He then took a blindfold (the kind they give on planes to help you sleep), and put it over her eyes. And then he quietly turned around, and went back inside the house.
The clip showed Shilpa just tied to the fence in that position for a long time. I took the remote and fast-forwarded it. Until I saw someone else on the screen. An old woman, with a basket of vegetables on her head approached Shilpa. She looked around, and seemed to be asking Shilpa something. Shilpa just wiggled her ass in response. The old woman hung around for a few more minutes and then walked away.
She re-appeared a couple of minutes later, this time accompanied by the fruit-seller I had seen in the previous clip. She pointed at Shilpa, and they talked about something for a few minutes. Finally, the fruit-seller pointed in a direction and the old woman started walking towards it. He kept looking in that direction for a few minutes. Then he seemed to shout out something, probably calling her name. Waited for a response, and probably got no response.
Almost instantly, he untied the knot of his pajama, and lowered it. He also lowered his underwear, and an average sized cock, fully erect, sprung out. He immediately got on his knees behind Shilpa and started fucking her. All the while, he kept looking in the direction the old woman had gone. In just a few minutes, he seemed to be done. He got up, spanked Shilpa's ass a few times, got dressed and left.
In ten minutes, two more guys, also dressed like rural folks, like the first guy reached the spot. The speed with which they reached there suggested that the fruit-seller had told them that a great piece of ass was there for fucking. They both fucked her, and then left.
Then came the really shocking part. A dog appeared out of nowhere. A dirty mongrel dog. Then came the really shocking part. A dog appeared out of nowhere. A dirty mongrel dog.
He was sprinting by when he noticed Shilpa's butt and stopped. Slowly he went towards her and started sniffing her butt and pussy. Even in this grainy picture, it was obvious that Shilpa's pussy was leaking with the juices of all the men that had just fucked her. The dog poked her nose closer to the pussy, almost into it, and kept sniffing. He then walked away, and seemed to be barking, hopping from one side to another for a while. Then sniffed the pussy again.
Shilpa clearly knew what was happening. Her eyes and mouth were closed, not her ears. But from her body language, she did not seemed worried by the dog's presence at all. In fact, when the dog moved away, she would wiggle her butt, poke it out, almost cajoling the dog to come back. The dog would get enticed, sniff her butt and pussy again, and then hop around again.
I watched spellbound as this game between the dog and Shilpa continued, wondering where it would go next. Could it? Could she? I had read some stories and seen some porn videos many years ago about bestiality, but the thought of my young hot wife indulging in it seemed equally revolting and erotic.
Finally, Shilpa made a move, so to say. When the dog was sniffing her pussy for the umpteenth time, she raised her right knee, which had been on the ground. She stretched her leg backwards. What this did was give the dog even greater access to her pussy which now opened up and more jizz started dribbling out. The dog bent is head and started sniffing further. In a second I realized that Shilpa's intention behind stretching her leg was not to give him greater access to her privates.... but give her some access to his. The leg stretched back and curved tentatively, as she touched the dog's sides with her dainty foot.
And then...... the foot went below the dog's belly. And started poking at his dick, which was starting to come out of its furry sheath. As soon as the dog felt her foot touch his dick, he jumped back startled. Shilpa brought hen knee back to the ground next to the other knee and arched her back, making her butt jut out.
By now, Shilpa's juices and her foot play had had an effect. I watched surprised as the dog's dick kept growing and advancing out of its sheath. And the dog did what its animal instinct told it to do when that happened. He tried to mount and hump the first thing he saw. Which was of course, Shilpa.
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