Adultery Wife's Submission to husband's Enemy

[girrich9486]

Round 2::::





Karthik smiled and picked up the thick black silk blindfold. He tied it carefully over her eyes, making sure she could see nothing. The sudden darkness made Navya shiver.
“Good girl. From now on you only feel… and answer.”
He guided her onto the bed and secured both wrists to the headboard with the soft leather handcuffs. She was now completely helpless — blind, restrained, naked from the waist up. Karthik pulled her leggings and panty down in one slow motion and spread her thighs wide. The spy adjusted his camera, zooming in on her glistening pussy.
Karthik took a medium pink vibrator, switched it on to a low hum, and began teasing her. He ran the vibrating tip slowly along her inner thighs, never quite touching her centre. Navya’s hips twitched.
“AAAAHHH… Karthik… please…”
“Tell me about your brother’s wife, Swetha,” he said calmly, still only teasing her thighs. “Everything. Details.”
Navya’s voice came out shaky. “Why do you want to know about Bhabhi?”
He pressed the vibrator lightly against her outer lips for two seconds, then pulled it away.
“Nothing, dear. I just heard she also does business. I’m curious. Now talk.”
He continued the slow torture — vibrating the tip over her clit for three seconds, then removing it, then circling her entrance without entering. Navya’s breathing turned into soft, frustrated moans.
“Swetha Bhabhi is 34… very beautiful… fair skin… long black hair… she has a slim waist but her breasts are heavy… she always wears sarees when she is in India… AHHH… please touch me properly…”
Karthik finally pressed the vibrator firmly against her clit and held it there while she spoke.
“AAAAAHHHH!”
“Continue,” he ordered.
“She stays in Dubai most of the year for the textile and jewellery business… she is strict with staff but soft-spoken at home… she likes early morning walks in the villa garden… she drinks only green tea… she is a light sleeper… AAAAAHHH… Karthik… it’s too much…”
He increased the vibration and slid the toy one inch inside her wet pussy, then stopped again.
Navya whimpered. “She feels lonely… Vikram is always busy with work… she complains to me that he doesn’t give her enough time or attention… she likes heavy gold jewellery, especially her mangalsutra… she never skips her evening puja… she is ticklish on her waist and under her arms… AHHHH…”
Karthik pulled the vibrator out completely. Navya cried out in frustration. He picked up the small remote-controlled bullet vibe, slipped it inside her pussy, and switched it on to a medium pulse. Then he attached soft nipple clamps to both of her stiff nipples. The dual sensation made her back arch hard.
“AAAAAHHHHH!”
“More details,” Karthik said, watching the spy capture every reaction from a side angle. “Her daily habits. Where she goes. What she likes.”
Between heavy moans and trembling thighs, Navya kept talking.











“She is coming tomorrow morning… flight lands at 7:40 a.m.… she will stay at the Jubilee Hills villa for three weeks… she usually goes to the quiet coffee shop near the lake around 11 a.m.… she likes private, quiet places… she wears a jasmine-scented perfume… she showers twice a day… she hates loud parties… she prefers small private dinners… AAAAAHHH… the bullet is pulsing… I can’t think…”
Karthik increased the bullet to high and at the same time began licking her clit with long, slow strokes of his tongue. Navya’s cries filled the room. The spy zoomed in on her blindfolded face and the wetness spreading on the sheets.
Just as she was about to cum, Karthik stopped everything — tongue, bullet, everything. Navya sobbed in pure frustration.
“Not yet, jaan. I need more.”
He removed the bullet, coated a larger, thicker vibrator with her juices, and slowly pushed it into her tight ass while his thumb rubbed her clit.
“AAAAAHHHHH! Karthik… my ass… it’s too big… burning…”
“Keep talking,” he ordered, fucking her ass slowly with the vibrator.
Navya’s voice broke between heavy cries and gasps.
“She still calls him only ‘Vikram’ even in private… never uses pet names… she is very clean and organised… she keeps a small diary of business notes… she is soft-hearted with family but firm in business… AHHHH… please… I need to cum…”
Karthik finally decided she had given enough. He left the vibrator buried deep in her ass on high speed, removed the nipple clamps, and replaced them with his mouth — sucking one nipple hard while pinching the other. At the same time he rubbed her clit rapidly with two fingers.
Navya exploded.
Her whole body convulsed against the handcuffs. A long, raw scream tore from her throat as she came hard, juices squirting onto Karthik’s hand and the black sheets. The spy captured every second in perfect 4K — her blindfolded face twisted in ecstasy, her breasts heaving, the vibrator still working in her ass, and the wet mess between her thighs.....















“She is coming tomorrow morning… flight lands at 7:40 a.m.… she will stay at the Jubilee Hills villa for three weeks… she usually goes to the quiet coffee shop near the lake around 11 a.m.… she likes private, quiet places… she wears a jasmine-scented perfume… she showers twice a day… she hates loud parties… she prefers small private dinners… AAAAAHHH… the bullet is pulsing… I can’t think…”
Karthik increased the bullet to high and at the same time began licking her clit with long, slow strokes of his tongue. Navya’s cries filled the room. The spy zoomed in on her blindfolded face and the wetness spreading on the sheets.
Just as she was about to cum, Karthik stopped everything — tongue, bullet, everything. Navya sobbed in pure frustration.
“Not yet, jaan. I need more.”
He removed the bullet, coated a larger, thicker vibrator with her juices, and slowly pushed it into her tight ass while his thumb rubbed her clit.
“AAAAAHHHHH! Karthik… my ass… it’s too big… burning…”
“Keep talking,” he ordered, fucking her ass slowly with the vibrator.
Navya’s voice broke between heavy cries and gasps.
“She still calls him only ‘Vikram’ even in private… never uses pet names… she is very clean and organised… she keeps a small diary of business notes… she is soft-hearted with family but firm in business… AHHHH… please… I need to cum…”
Karthik finally decided she had given enough. He left the vibrator buried deep in her ass on high speed, removed the nipple clamps, and replaced them with his mouth — sucking one nipple hard while pinching the other. At the same time he rubbed her clit rapidly with two fingers.
Navya exploded.
Her whole body convulsed against the handcuffs. A long, raw scream tore from her throat as she came hard, juices squirting onto Karthik’s hand and the black sheets. The spy captured every second in perfect 4K — her blindfolded face twisted in ecstasy, her breasts heaving, the vibrator still working in her ass, and the wet mess between her thighs.