[authorerotica]

Part 5: Hello, Beast

The time had finally come for Kishen to safely swap Neethu's and Usha's panties for new ones. Under the pretext of feeding Usha's fish,as she had gone to her native, Kishen entered her empty home. He sifted through Usha's pile of dirty laundry. To his surprise, he noticed that there was a comparatively bigger pantie in the pile. It smelt different too. Realizing that it wasn't Usha aunty's or Neethu's he didn't give it much thought and placed it aside.

For several minutes, he hugged and embraced the pile for it preserved the sweet smell of his Usha aunty's sweat and perfume. He had all the time he wanted.

Kishen wasn't also much keen on taking Neethu's panties as he's already hit the jackpot as far as fucking her was concerned (Part 3). He even got a heavenly blowjob from Neethu earlier in the day before he left for his PU college.

"I could have just asked her for one of her panties and she would have given me. Why didn't I think of it?" Kishen wondered.

Kishen took one of Usha's pantie from the heap and left the house, fully content.

Locking Usha's main door behind him, he looked at the door opposite--the door to Manoj sir's house.

"How would the fierce old man react to the news of me and Neethu? He sure would be red with anger" Kishen thought and giggled.

In front of him stood the door to the house of the man who was a strict figure to Kishen and Neethu since childhood.

Kishen looked cautiously to his either sides of the veranda to see if anyone was around. Seeing that the corridor was empty, some sort of confidence and a sense of victory consumed Kishen. You know, the kind of 'I'm an adult,' feeling after losing virginity.

Kishen stepped towards Manoj sir's door. He took out Usha's pantie and sniffed it while giving a challenging look at the name plate titled "Manoj Mohan, Retd. Head Master."

Just then, to Kishen's utter shock, the door stood open and there stood Manoj sir. He had been watching Kishen through the peep hole of his door. Seeing Manoj sir's inquiring demeanor, Kishen literally peed in his shorts out of fear. He barely had time to stuff Usha's pantie back into his pocket.

Manoj sir stepped out, grabbed Kishen by the collar, dragged him into his house, and closed the door behind him, all in a few seconds. He pushed Kishen to the sofa in his living room.

Hearing the commotion, Deepthi (Manoj sir's obedient wifey) came out of her bedroom.

"Take that thing out of your pocket..." ordered Manoj sir, pointing at Usha's panties sticking out of Kishen's pocket.

"I don't have anything sir...." uttered Kishen, trying to cover the panties with his hands.

"How dare you lie to me!" said Manoj sir and reached-out to Kishen's pocket. Even though the man was around 60 years old, he was as strong as a UFC fighter. Kishen's grip on the pantie didn't even have a chance.

"Hmm...what have we here?" said Manoj sir, holding the pantie and stretching it with both hands. He then sniffed them,"so you're lusting after Usha huh?"

Deepthi giggled, further embarrassing Kishen.

"If you don't want the world to know about this, go tell your mom that you're in my house helping me with the PC, and that you'd be here for a few hours. You have exactly 3 minutes. Now GO!!!" shouted Manoj sir.

Kishen ran out, and did as he was told. He soon returned with Savitri. Upon hearing Savitri approach, Manoj sir quickly tossed the pantie to a corner.

"Sir, Kishen says you needed some help with the computer. He looks a little worried, is everything alright? Did he come up to some mischief?" asked Savi.

"No Savi, everything is fine. The young man has always been scared of me. We are going to be good friends by the end of it," replied Manoj sir.

"And if it gets too late, he is more than welcome to stay here, Savi," added Deepthi.

Savi nodded with a smile and left, leaving Kishen with Deepthi and Manoj sir.

"Lock the door and...take a seat," said Manoj sir pointing to the sofa, after regaining composure from laughing.

Kishen frantically did as ordered.

Despite a moderately big pot belly and gray hair, Manoj sir looked pretty fit for a 60 year old man. Kishen also noticed Deepthi looking at him and smiling in an 'I-wanna-sex-you,' manner. He felt awkward as he knew her as a chubby, soft-spoken and husband-worshiping woman.

Manoj sir took a chair, put it right in front of Kishen and sat on it with a forward leaning posture. To Kishen's eyes, he looked like a detective getting ready to interrogate. His face was inches away from Kishen's.

"Remove you pee soaked shorts, I don't want you stinking up my couch," ordered Manoj sir, rather sternly. Kishen was hesitant or rather processing what he just heard.

"Now!!!" shouted Manoj sir. He began pulling down Kishen's shorts from his legs just as Kishen's trembling hands untied it. He tossed the piss-soaked shorts to the side, which Deepthi picked up. Covering his bare groin with his hands, Kishen watched Deepti's disappear into the the dark corridor in their house connecting the living room to their bedroom. He wondered what she was going to do with his pee shorts.

Manoj sir looked at Kishen's fearful eyes for a few moments, and...of all things, smiled!

Kishen was utterly surprised by the sudden change in Manoj sir's demeanor.

"Beta, I know were scared of me when you were a boy. You are a grown man now. And we are adults...so pls don't be alarmed," said Manoj sir.

Just then, Deepthi came in with a towel and offered it to Kishen. She then picked Usha's pantie from the corner of the room and handed it over to her husband. Leaning back, Manoj sir watched smilingly as Kishen embarrassingly stood up from the sofa to tie the towel around his waist.

"You are a very good young man!!! Neethu beti told me," Manoj sir added as Kishen sat down on the sofa. Deepthi also sat on the sofa at a leg-length distance next to Kishen.

"Uh...Th...thank you sir. And I am really sorry," said Kishen, wondering to himself how and when on earth Neethu and Manoj sir started to get along.

"She also told me how much she found you to be respectful of me despite being weary of my strictness," added Manoj sir.

Kishen was taken aback. He realized what Manoj sir was referring to the conversation that Neethu and Kishen earlier in the day.

In the conversation, Neethu had badmouthed Manoj sir for scolding them years back. Kishen was however, annoyed and surprised at Neethu's behavior. He took Manoj sir's side by reasoning that what he had done was right, as an adult. He also told told her that it that was bad to cuss at one of the most respected persons in the building. Manoj sir was also the leader of their residents' association.

"Why did Neethu have to tell all that to Manoj sir? Did he hear us and confront her? Is he planning something? Was Neethu trying to save my ass? Does he know that we are having sex?" Kishen wondered, looking confused.

"Its a mark of your honesty, and integrity, Kishen," commented Deepthi.

"...and after hearing that, I was looking to commend you myself. But doing it while catching you sneaking Usha's underwear was not the way I wanted it," added Manoj sir, as he played with Usha's panties.

Kishen didn't know what to say. He just looked down embarrassed.

"I am really sorry sir," he begged.

Kishen heard Deepthi giggling again. He noticed she was looking at him as though they were playing a prank on him. And just as Kishen turned back to Manoj sir's direction, he was shocked to see him fully immersed in sniffing the pantie.

Opening his eyes and seeing Kishen look at him surprised, Manoj sir leaned forward and asked him, "Tell me honestly, Kishen, as a friend, what do you do with these panties?"

"I...uh.. I smell them and..." Kishen responded hesitantly, turning a couple of times towards Deepthi. She was looking at him and smiling, as though she was watching a reaction video.

"You masturbate.... I know. But be more specific, what else?, telling the truth will bring you great benefits," responded Manoj sir.

"...well, I just..um..do the deed and go back to sleep," responded Kishen.

"Ok, let me make this easier for you. Just answer with a yes or no. Don't be shy. Ok?" asked Manoj sir.

Kishen nodded.

"While sniffing at the pantie and masturbating, do you see yourself being scolded by Usha aunty?"

"No," Kishen responded, frowning a little.

"Do you see yourself being tied, humiliated, or even hurt by Usha or whoever you fantasize about?"

"No sir..." Kishen replied with a weirded-out expression, which Deepthi noticed.

"Can I count on your honesty?" asked Manoj sir.

"Yes sir, I am telling the truth. I don't have such BDSM fantasies," responded Kishen.

"Ok, I believe you. If you do such fetishes as I suspected from your pantie cravings, I need to tell you how to be cautious while practicing it. It is, after all, sexuality, and one should embrace it. But one should also be careful of exhibiting it to people they only truly trust. Otherwise it can be a damage to reputation. So, I need to once again confirm form you. Do you do have such fetishes? Let me know honestly and I can help you out," added Manoj sir.

"No sir, that is not like me." replied Kishen.

"How would you see me if I had such fetishes?" asked Manoj sir.

Drawing from the sexo-philosophical-cum-psychological insights that Tariq gave him, Kishen replied, "Well, no one should be embarrassed about their sexuality and sexual preferences, as long as the people involved are open to it."

"Beautifully answered, Kishen," said Deepthi. "Glad to know you are aware of BDSM. Probably from porn, right?"

She then moved to sit cross-legged on the sofa, pulling up her nightie above her knees. Kishen couldn't help but steal glimpses of her bare foot, dusky calves, a tone darker knees, and fleshy thighs. His tool began tenting the towel he wore.

"Ah somebody is horny for you legs, Deepthi," said Manoj sir smiling.

Kishen looked down and covered his tent in embarrassment.

"C'mon now, don't pretend to be shy...we know you did it with Neethu," replied Deepthi, surprising Kishen.

Sitting on the sofa, Deepthi turned her body towards Kishen. She placed both her legs on his lap, and leaned back to comfortably rest her head on the sofa's armrest. With her feet, she began to playfully push away his hands covering his groin. She then stated circling his tent with the sole of her feet.

Aroused, Kishen placed his hands on her chubby legs and watched her smiling seductively at him.

"To be sure, let me test and measure how far you can go with your pantie kink," said Deepthi.

Upon hearing Deepthi, Kishen looked at Manoj sir. Sitting in utter silence of arousal, Manoj sir appeared to enjoy what he saw. There was a smile of approval on Manoj sir's face which allowed Kishen to totally rid of any inhibitions.

Lifting one of her feet up to Kishen's face-level, Deepti asked him to kiss it. Lovingly and romantically, Kishen began kissing, sniffing and rubbing his face all over Deepti's feet. Watching him, Manoj sir did the same with Usha's panties.

Deepthi made Kishen turn to her side, and placed both of her feet on his either shoulders. He ran his either hands through the length of her legs like they were brand new veenas. He could hear Manoj sir's heavy and aroused breathing right next to him. Sniffing Usha's panties Manoj sir was observing them without batting an eyelid. He was also rubbing his dick from outside his lungi.

"Lick it," Deepthi ordered in a rather loud and authoritative tone. But she noticed that Kishen became instantly hesitant. "Probably because of my dominating tone," she wondered. However, Manoj sir leaned forward to lick it.

Wack!!! Deepthi kicked Manoj sir's face so hard that he fell on the floor. Kishen was taken aback, and lost all his arousal.

"Not you! You old bastard," Deepthi shouted at Manoj sir, with a fierce look.

Not saying a word, Manoj sir knelt on the floor, looking down at the floor like a slave. Kishen knew at that instance that he was getting into some BDSM and cuckold action, and that he had to play along.

"Not really my kink," he thought. He however wasn't any less excited. He only wished he watched more BDSM porn to get along better.

"Kishen, my new found young and lively love, don't pay heed to how I treat this horny bastard. He deserves it. And tonight, you, my dear, deserve all my love and affection," said Deepthi in a polar-opposite friendly and loving manner from how she just treated Manoj sir. "Come love, bring my feet together and lift them up,"

Doing as Deepthi asked, Kishen saw her nightie fall to her hip-level, which she pulled further up. She revealed a plain light blue pantie tucked smoothly between her chubby thighs and tummy. Folding her legs, she removed the panties and tossed it to him, which he caught with both his hands. It certainly looked bigger in his hands, and he noticed that it had a wet patch, which he sniffed with deep inhalations and closed eyes.

And much to a delight upon opening his eyes, Deepthi spread her legs and started fingering herself. The whole of her hand appeared to slide into her fleshy pussy.

"If my pantie has served you well Kishen, please throw it at the face of my useless old husband who is kneeling before you," requested Deepthi. Kishen was hesitant out of his respect for Manoj sir. But looking at Manoj sir's eyes, he could tell that he wanted it and that it aroused him.

Kishen threw the pantie right at Manoj sir's face, and watched him grab it, and stuff it in his mouth. After a few moments, he laid it down on the flow, next to Usha's pantie and began sniffing them on all fours, like a dog. Kishen was amused to see that Manoj sir even panted like dog.

"I am sorry Kishen that he snatched Usha's panties from you," consoled Deepti. "Continue sniffing on those you dirty dog!!!" she ordered Manoj sir.

Deepthi got up from the sofa, got rid of her nightie and bra. Looking at Kishen lustfully and playfully, Deepthi revealed her heavy hanging assets. Seeing Manoj sir engrossed in sniffing the panties, she kicked his buttocks hard that he fell over on the floor squealing. She ordered him to strip while being on all fours and asked him to cover his face with her panties and to wear Usha's panties.

Like a strict warden standing tall, Deepthi observed Manoj sir do as directed. She then placed a chair behind Manoj sir's buttocks, and tenderly directed Kishen to stand on it. She then made Kishen deliver a painful wedgie to Manoj sir. She simultaneously suffocated Manoj sir by pulling hard the portion of her panties that covered the back of his head as though it were the string of a bow. She then vigorously stroked the stretched elastic and fabric up and down. Manoj sir's semi-muffled gurgle filled the room.

Kishen was aroused watching the merciless dominance of the nude, chubby woman who was but tender towards him. He couldn't fully involve though. It was all new to him, and he wasn't particular into the fetish. Or so he thought. He was also mildly concerned about how Manoj sir would treat him after the session.

Nonetheless, Kishen continued to wedgie for a good while, hoping that Manoj sir was enjoying it all.

"Come here you dirty dog!" Deepthi ordered to a panting Manoj sir as she stepped to a corner. Manoj sir followed her on all fours. She then positioned her pussy to his face-level and asked him to lick it, "like a good dog."

Kishen was surprised to see Manoj sir do it the same way a dog would--panting with the tongue out, flapping it between his lips in a slurpy manner, and sloppily licking and sniffing Deepthi's pussy.

"Just like that...Good boy!!" Deepthi encouraged Manoj sir. The sight of Deepthi semi-squatting and moaning at the oral from her submissive role playing hubby made Kishen all the more aroused, and equally curious. He stood there like an ardent observer who got to witness acrobatics up close for the first time.

"Freeze," she said to the "doggo." It stood still like a well-trained one.

"Kishen, grab that trophy from there," she ordered Kishen pointing at a near dildo-like trophy from their showcase. She encouraged Kishen to 'do the deed' but seeing that he was scared to do it, she grabbed it from his and thrust it mercilessly inside Manoj sir's butthole.

Seeing Manoj sir shriek and tremble in pain, Kishen was startled. Deepthi momentarily broke her dominant character, approached Kishen and whispered, "Its ok, Kishen, he is enjoying it. Even I was fearful at first. We won't cross the limits and we have a safe word."

"I'll be right back," Deepthi said, snapping back to her dominant character as she walked to the room.

Kishen was left alone with the doggo. With the trophy still sticking out of its ass, it turned to Kishen and started coming near his leg and began to sniff them. It playfully followed Kishen around as much as he tried to awkwardly move away from it. Hoping to 'help' the doggo, Kishen managed to pull out the trophy in the process. Sadly, the doggo shrieked again in pain. Deepthi returned just then holding a ball gag, collar and leash, and a flogger.

Fitting them on the doggo, Deepthi made it jump on to the sofa. Having it sit back, she pinched and squeezed its nipple, penis and balls. Much to the amusement of Kishen, not one sound that came from Manoj's sir mouth resembled that of a human.

Although Kishen was far from being aroused from all what Deepthi was engaged in, he noticed how through each successive pain infliction, Manoj sir was staying erect and oozing cum. It was a sign that he was enjoying it all, which, in turn, got Kishen more involved in watching Deepthi inflicting pain on Manoj sir.

He watched her flog Manoj sir mercilessly, push down the trophy up his ass and mouth several times, fart on his face a couple of times and make him lick her asshole.

"Just like that...oohh yeah... Good doggo," Deepthi moaned as she looked at Kishen with 'do-you-like-what-you-see' look. Standing watch with his hands mildly stroking his dick, Kishen stared back with a look of curiosity. He was more fixated on how she looked bending forward--for the doggo to lick her clean--with legs apart and hands supported on either knees. The smoothness of her hanging melons beamed innocence, contrasting her dominating character.

Kishen was also, for the first time, experiencing a special kind of erection--one that arises from helping others indulge in their sexual fetishes.

Deepthi was also charging Kishen up in another manner. The tendency to push himself in and 'take charge' of her was building up in him. Deep inside, he began craving to be the master to the mistress, and 'rescue' the doggo, or perhaps 'own' it. Uncertain of how he would perform or how it may turn out in reality, Kishen suppressed his urges. He chose to watch Deepthi taking the time to pleasuring Manoj sir with pain.

Deepti and Manoj sir, on the other hand, were expecting so much that Kishen would go dominant. Deepti hoped that at some point he would play along and attempt to do to her what she was doing to Manoj sir. Unfortunately they mistook Kishen's curiosity for uninvolvement. Deepti decided to 'normalize' things for Kishen.

"It doesn't seem to go as expected. But he is a lovely young man. After I've satisfied Manoj, let me give him my all in the way he is most comfortable," Deepti thought.

After a good half hour that entailed spanking, intense flogging, insults, spitting, kicking, pinching, and slapping, Deepthi dragged the doggo by the leash while pulling Kishen by his dick.

She brought them to the bedroom where Kishen's shorts lay at a corner. The doggo immediately went to sniff at it for a while and then sat-up on all fours. "Stay!! and don't be a bad dog..." Deepthi ordered. The doggo seemed to understand and wagged its 'tail' before sitting down.

Deepthi then turned to Kishen and winked with a smile. From her looks he understood that she was now all his.

Taking their own sweet time as the doggo watched, they smooched, fondled each other's privates, felt one other in entirety and fell on the bed--like long lost lovers. Deepti changed her demeanor to allow Kishen to make love to her in the only way he knew how to.

On all fours on the bed with her bottom facing the doggo, she began blowing Kishen.

Kishen could see utmost arousal in the doggo's eyes. The most respected and highly regarded member of his building was sitting like a horny dog and watching his supremely obedient wife getting pounded by a young lad.

"What could be the pleasure in that?" Kishen wondered, as he still found it hard to look authoritatively at the eyes of Manoj sir.

"Neethu may have taken your virginity, but your little hole is all mine," said Deepthi.

She then turned Kishen around, made him sit on all fours and began licking his asshole. The hairs on his skin stoop up in jolt as her wet tongue touched his hole for the first time ever.

Sitting on her knees, she began to tongue-fuck him. Kishen learned at that moment that his butthole is more responsive to slimy tongues more than a touch-me-not plant's sensitivity to human touch. He could barely contain the feeling.

"No wonder dad enjoys it so much," he thought, reflecting back to the time he peeked to Sunil being fingered by Usha aunty and Savitri (Part 1).

ff...finger me too," Kishen said trying hard to speak from the pleasure of being licked.

"too?!? who else am I fingering?" asked Deepthi.

"I...ah...I meant.... just me..ah," clarified Kishen.

"With pleasure...Kishen. Get up and step forward," responded Deepthi.

She had him bend over with his hands on the headboard of the bed for support. Spreading his ass cheeks with with the fingers of her left hand, she licked the middle and point fingers of her right hand and began pressing his hole. Each of her presses were firmer than the last. In the process, her lips pouted to mildly blow on-and-around his crack, sending cold shivers throughout his bottom, and hips.

"Relax your thighs, it might feel weird at first, and I may not put it all the way in unless I'm sure your bowel is empty," said Deepthi.

Kishen nodded in agreement.

"Don't be too concerned, just take pleasure in your asshole being stretched, nothing more nothing less. Don't expect anything else. Agree?" she added.

Kishen nodded, breathing heavily in anticipation. He could also hear the heavy breathing of Manoj sir. He dared not to look back.

Deepthi slowly slid her middle finger in and began wiggling it. Kishen felt numb vibrations originating from the periphery of his hole's hole. Although he felt nothing more, for some reason, he didn't want Deepthi to stop either. He liked the way his lower bottom felt and vibrated. His right hand automatically began stroking his dick. He could feel more of Deepti's middle finger slide inside him.

The 'weird' pleasurable sensation amped correspondingly.

"Its pleasurable, but not the way I imagined it would feel," he thought.

Deepthi began wiggling her finger finger rigorously.

"Slow down pls," Kishen asked instantly. Deepthi obliged. She knew he was zoning in and out of prostrate stimulation, trying to get to the perfect pace and pressure. Kishen couldn't get enough of it. He had her finger wiggle in him until her hand ached.

"That felt weird, but insanely pleasurable," Kishen said after a goof while, as he turned back and knelt in front of Deepthi,

"Lucky there was no poop involved. I was a bit scared about it. I didn't go all the way in though," said Deepthi as she giggled and licked her finger.

"I need to go to the loo," said Kishen.

"Its just a sensation, your butthole nerves are confused," said Deepthi. "It will go after a while, Kishen"

Deepthi proceeded to kiss Kishen on his lips. She could sense gratitude in the way he intimately reciprocated to her kiss. She had, after all, introduced him to a special kind of sensation.

Deepthi and Kishen transitioned from smooching to 69. She went on to embrace his body with hers through a series of cuddles and positions that assured maximum skin-to-skin contact. They curled like snakes, teased and tongue-explored each other's genitalia like monkeys, rolled over each other like bears, sometimes even forgetting that they were being watched by the doggo.

Deepthi then went on to sit on Kishen's face, almost burying it between her plump thighs and fleshy pussy. His fingers explored her asshole, much like how she had done it to him. She oozed her liquids like a leaking tap. The juices overload even choked Kishen. Manoj the doggo sat at the corner watching them in action and pleasured itself.

Letting Kishen know that she came to know from Neethu that he is yet to experience anal, she proudly, honorably and ritualistically made herself the owner of the first butthole that Kishen would ever fuck.

But little did she know, she was awakening a beast within Kishen.

Hearing Deepthi yell, "destroy that butthole," snapped something in him.

He could no longer hold his urges to go on beast mode --something which he himself never knew was part of his sexuality, until a while back.

To her pleasant surprise, Deepti began hearing bestial grunts that deepened in sync with increasingly harder thrusts on her asshole, and equally tighter grips on her hips. The couple's plans didn't appear to falter after all! Even the doggo wiggled in excitement.

"Bitch..bitch...bitch..."

Deepti heard Kishen utter, trying his best to suppress the voice.

"I am a degenerate Kishen!!! Treat me me as such. I don't deserve your tender love," yelled Deepti.

"Shut the fuck up, Biiitchhhh!!!," shouted Kishen at the top of his voice. As though his voice was breaking free of something that suppressed it.

"AAAWOOOO," the doggo howled in excitement just then.

"Watch me decimate your mistress," Kishen shouted at the doggo, while still pumping Deepthi hard.

The observer part of Kishen wanted to break off and break down laughing after hearing the howl, but that part was far too weak with the transcendental insurgence of his new avatar.

That moment on, Kishen was fully carried away in testing his limits in inflicting pleasurable pain and in getting down and dirty. Holding Deepti by the neck, he kissed her deep and hard that her lips started to swell.

He head-fucked her on the bed like a maniac, with the affirmation that he wouldn't stop even if her neck sprained. He thrust his tool deep in her mouth and held it there while he kept her nose pinched form breathing.

"Femdom Whore," "Slut Cunt." "Sadistic Horny Bitch," Kishen hurled at Deepthi throughout their long session. She couldn't get enough it, just like Manoj sir.

Kishen somehow couldn't stop himself from biting harder, Deepti's lips, earlobes, nipples and even her clit. He aggressively licked her pussy clean like it was the wrapper of a melted chocolate candy. His tongue didn't even spare a millimeter of her gaping butthole. Like a horny beast he tried to widen the orifice of her butthole by stretching it with the 'claws' of his hands, and voraciously tongue fucking it. He fist fucked her vagina like his hands were the shaft of a motor.

Kishen's uninhibited flogging were so hard that at the end of the session, red lines crisis-crossed her dusky, smooth breasts, butt cheeks, bare back, plump thighs, and abdomen.

It took quite a few ejaculations--some even without a drop of cum--and subsequent exhaustion for Kishen to descent back to his normal self.

That night. Manoj sir and Deepthi witnessed Kishen evolve from the tender and innocent love-maker, who just surrender his virginity the other day, to becoming a ruthless lust monger. They knew that he would later come to his senses and be borderline guilty and ashamed of his newfound aggressive sexual potential.

They hoped that in time and with enough experience, he would learn to tame it enough to match with the tolerance- and tenderness-factor of his partners. They were aware of the possibility that he might also balance-out his tendencies with a craving to be on the submissive end of BDSM, like Manoj sir.

They weren't sure how things would turn out. No one can be sure, for that matter. But they knew that he was also embarking on a journey similar to what they've been through.

The session ended with Manoj sir being freed of his physical bondage--but not his character, yet--and being made to lick Kishen's cum off Deepti's face and body. Under Deepthi's command, he was even made to drink with a straw the water that a 'tired' Kishen poured into Deepti's butthole. Manoj sir then followed her to the bathroom where she peed on his face while stroking and blowing him in 69.

Kishen watched Manoj sir shiver from cumming explosively.

"You see that Kishen? That's the beauty of edging," said Deepthi.

Kishen found it all all the more arousing, and he began wondering how it would it feel like to be at the receiving end like Manoj sir.

Manoj sir came out out of his submissive character, and got his piss drenched body up from the bathroom tiles.

"Whew...that was a unique experience. Thank you so so much Kishen beta. We need to talk a bit before you can finish," said Manoj sir.

As a token of gratitude, the two males then worked together to finger pleasuring Deepthi on the bathroom floor way until she came once more. The three of them then proceed to shower.

The time was nearing midnight.

Deepthi went back to being the soft-spoken husband-respecting being that she is, and so did Manoj sir, sporting his de-facto natural personality that commanded everyone's respect. Kishen, on the other hand, gained a new-found knowledge of in his sexuality.

"What the fuck was I doing?" Kishen wondered.

Deepthi and Manoj sir noticed that Kishen, having come 'down to earth' from his sexual high, was becoming embarrassingly aware of his aggressive tendencies. He had seen all over Deepti's body, the marks of the flogging he inflicted on her like a maniac. Seeing him apologetic to Deepthi for what he did, they advised him on the importance of 'taming' his tendencies and conveyed how it is something that's not to be ashamed of.

"I have been so pleasurably worn and torn that nothing can probably hurt me anymore, Kishen. I may be wrong though, and so it'd be good to be considerate for everyone's safety, especially if you are not aware of the sexual wavelength of your partner. Lets see how you perform next time," said Deepthi.

"The way we on-boarded you was also kind of abrupt. I was just winging in. It usually involves a lot of intimacy, normal sex, and discussion. There ought to have been a safe word communicated to you," said Manoj sir. "Like how we on-boarded Neethu.

Through the dinner table discussions, Kishen came to know that that the youthful the person fucking Deepthi or BDSM-ing Manoj sir, the more aroused he becomes. He learned how Deepthi, therefore, worked to pique Neethu's interests in being a dominatrix to Manoj sir, soon after she turned 18--something which Neethu honored as recently as the day she took Kishen's virginity.

"There is something special about how her pointy high-heels penetrate my bottom," remarked Manoj sir, reminiscing his BDSM sessions with Neethu.

"Would you have expected me to dominate you as well, Manoj?" asked Kishen.

"Please address him as sir, like how you used to call him, Kishen. Nothing changes once we are out of the session," interrupted Deepthi.

"I'm sorry. 'Manoj sir'?" Kishen corrected himself.

"Appreciate it Kishen...and to answer your question, no; I would not have wanted that. Male on male domination is not my thing. But I love to see my dominating mistress being dominated over. Do you get what I mean? You did just the right thing." answered Manoj sir.

"Yes, sir," Kishen added.

"You don't need to call me sir all the time. Just make sure you exhibit the respect, like before. That would be more than enough," responded Manoj sir.

Deepthi also told Kishen how Manoj sir equally enjoys the normal kind of sex, and how she is very selective in 'involving' people with the right mentality and integrity into their BDSM session. Kishen understood that she would in no way risk Manoj sir be judged for his very natural tendencies.

"It was my plan to have Neethu deliberately bad-mouth Manoj earlier today, to test your character," added Deepthi.

Deepthi also expressed to Kishen the idea of a BDSM foursome involving Neethu.

Kishen wondered if they knew his and Neethu's parents were fucking. He didn't care to ask as the subject no longer qualified to be the sensation it was a until couple of days before when he was a sex-starved virgin. He had his own sexual indulgences, and secrets now.

While talking with Manoj sir and Deepthi, he also felt that he should probably go about uncovering his parents' secrets by himself rather than involving anyone. He know that they'd planned something for Saturday, the next day. Besides, he also understood from Deepthi and Manoj sir, how sexual indulgences ought to have certain discretion to it.

Kishen decided to not reveal anything about Manoj sir and Deepthi to Tariq or any of his friends until he was sure it would not mean them any harm in remotely any way.

Kishen couldn't also wait to meet Neethu and thank her for everything she's did for him. But she had already gone to her in-laws and he hadn't the slightest clue as to when she would come back.

Kishen stayed back at Manoj sir's home for the night. He slept on the sofa, wearing a lungi that Manoj sir lent him.

As he was leaving home after a heavy breakfast the next day with the couple, he asked Deepthi if she could return Usha's used pantie that he flicked.

"That has already been made impure by my hubby. I will give you another one," said Deepthi and went to her room and came back with a shoebox containing a few used panties.

"Take one pantie, but don't look," Deepthi instructed playfully.

Thinking that one of Deepti's panties would serve him equally well in his alone time, he picked one, and stuffed in his pocket.

"I am guessing you'd return Usha aunty's pantie to Neethu. Please don't tell that I stole it or that I have feelings for her mom," replied Kishen.

"I don't think she would mind. I don't know. But don't worry. I wont tell. I will manage. And we'll return your shorts after washing," assured Deepthi, as she and Manoj sir sent Kishen off.

Walking back to his house and recollecting the events that transpired, Kishen was struck by a few surprising realizations.

"That was Deepthi's panties in Usha aunty's heap of dirty laundry wasn't it? How did it get there? How had Manoj sir recognized the smell of Usha aunty's panties?!? Why didn't these occur to me earlier?

To be continued.