05-01-2019, 03:41 PM
"Bhaiya, main toh aise hi aap se mazak kar rahi thi. Aap sachhi gussa ho gaye?"
"Bhaiya, I was just joking with you. You really got angry?" She asked anxiously, her lips trembling.
"Haan, tumne itni gandi harkat ki hai ki mai sach much bahut naraz hoon. Tumhe iski saza milni chahiye."
"Yes, you've behaved so badly that I'm really angry with you. You deserve to be punished." Shyam replied.
"Bhaiya, aap please mujhe maaf kijiye. Mai aisa phir kabhi nahi karoongi. Aap jo chahen woh saza dijiye, lekin mujhpar naraz na rahiye!"
"Bhaiya, please forgive me. I'll never do it again. Give me whatever punishment you want, but don't be angry with me!" Kajal said, bursting into tears.
"Toh tum kisi bhi saza ke liye taiyar ho?"
"So are you ready for any punishment?" He asked, and she nodded dumbly, still sobbing.
"Thik hai, toh ab apne aap ko saza paane ke liye taiyar karo."
"OK, prepare yourself for the punishment." Shyam said. She again nodded and waited for his instructions.
"Pehle apna blouse utaro."
"Take off your blouse." He instructed.
Ah! So that's the kind of punishment he has in mind; she thought. Well, let's play along and see what it leads to; she said to herself. She took off her pallu and started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Ruko! Kitni besharam ho! Pallu ko apne danton me pakad kar uski aad mein blouse utaro."
"Wait! How can you be so shameless! Hold the pallu between your teeth and take off the blouse behind it." He told her, and she complied quietly, her eyes downcast. She shrugged the unbuttoned blouse off her shoulders and then peeled it down her arms.
"Ab apni bra utaro. Pallu ko waise hi pakad ke rakho."
"Now take your bra off. Keep holding up the pallu." He told her. She unhooked her bra, her breasts thrusting forward as she reached behind her, then shrugged the bra off.
"Ab pallu ko theek se lapeto aur apni panty utaro."
"Wrap your pallu properly and take off your panties." He instructed.
She complied, bending and raising the hem of the sari, then reaching inside to grasp her panties. He enjoyed the sight of Kajal struggling awkwardly to take off her panties while still keeping the pallu on her naked breasts and baring as little of her thighs as possible. She was finally through with the calisthenics and the panties lay near her feet. She waited for further instructions, eyes averted. All this while, Shyam was leaning against the cooking platform. Then he casually sat on a chair and pulled her down across his lap, face down. She didn't know what to expect and put up a bit of a struggle as he raised her sari up. He swatted her across her thighs to restrain her.
"Hilo mat aur chup chap raho!"
"Don't move and be quiet!" He commanded her.
He then moved the sari up until her plump, full buttocks were bared before his eyes. He moved his hands over the silky skin of her round buns. Underneath the smooth skin, they were tight and muscular. He kept caressing and fondling her buttocks, once in a while squeezing them hard and even pinching them.
"Kajal meri jaan, teri chootad kitni chikni hai! Usko dabane mein bahut maza aa raha hai. Jee karta hai ki usse choom loon. Lekin ab tumhe saza dene ka waqt ho gaya hai. Taiyar ho?"
"Kajal my darling, your ass is so smooth! It's a pleasure to fondle it. In fact I feel like kissing it, but it's now time for your punishment. Are you ready?" He asked.
By now Kajal knew what was coming. She braced herself and nodded as he lazily continuing to caress her buttocks. Suddenly, Shyam raised his hand and swatted her ass with his open palm, and a resounding slap echoed through the little kitchen. Kajal was caught off guard and screamed out loud. But she cut it off midway by burying her mouth against Shyam's thigh.
"Bahut laga kya? Aise chillaogi toh poori building ko pata chal jayega. Yeh lo."
"Did it hurt? If you scream like this, the whole building will come to know. Here, take this." He said and offered her the balled up end of her pallu, which she inserted in her mouth to muffle any more screams. He resumed caressing her smooth ass, crooning sweet nothings to her and then suddenly, landed another hard slap on her bottom. He heard her muffled scream and felt a shiver pass through her slender frame.
"Dekho, jyada dard hua toh haath upar kar ke mujhe rok dena. Thik hai?"
"Look, if you find the pain too much, raise your hand and stop me, OK?" Shyam instructed her and again she nodded.
Over the next ten minutes or so, Shyam continued to land open handed slaps on her fleshy rump. Between the slaps, he gently caressed and fondled her ass and her bare back, whispering and crooning to her. Her screams were soon replaced by more or less continuous moans and she started sweating profusely. He ass became hot to the touch, although her dark brown skin didn't show up any reddening or bruises. He also felt her warm pussy juices drip and wet his trousers at his thigh. She was fully aroused and rubbed her pussy against him as she lay across his lap. He was mesmerized by the way her ass bounced and shook in response to his slaps. She sobbed & moaned and her eyes were tearful but she didn't stop him at any time. At last, Shyam stopped. He bent and kissed her bare back, her pallu having shifted to one side.
"Kajal meri jaan, ab kafi sazaa ho gayi. Chal uth aur apne mard ki seva kar."
"My darling Kajal, that's enough punishment. Come, serve your man now." He said, helping her to her feet.
She stood before him as he continued to lounge in the chair. She wrapped her pallu tightly around her shoulders and tucked its end into her waist band. She then bent and unbuttoned his shirt and helped him out of it, running her fingers through his thick, curly chest hair. She noticed that he still had his shoes on. She knelt at his feet, undid the laces and removed his shoes and socks. Then she got up, fetched the pancha, soaked it in ice cold water and lovingly laved his feet with it. She loosened the free end of her pallu from her waistband and dried Shyam's feet with her pallu. In the process, her pallu slid off her shoulders and her beautiful, sexy breasts peeped out from under it. She lovingly kissed the soles of his feet and rubbed them over her face. She then held the soles of his feet tightly against her bare breasts, closing her eyes as she savored their rough, cool touch against her silky skin. Shyam was very pleased with Kajal's actions and his hard cock strained against the tight confines of his shorts.
"Chal, ab mera lund choos."
"Come, suck my cock." He commanded huskily.
She unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the waistband of his trousers and unzipped his fly. She then reached inside through the waistband of his shorts and gently eased out his hard, drooling cock. She rubbed its wet head against her face and deeply inhaled the masculine scent of his cock. All this time, Shyam's hips twitched impatiently, waiting for her hot, wet mouth to engulf his cock. At last, he felt her warm breath on the head of his cock as she pulled back his foreskin and hovered over it with her mouth wide open.
"Aahhh… Kajal meri jaan! Khoob chooso aur chato merey lund ko!"
"Aahhh… My darling Kajal! Lick and suck my cock!" Shyam sighed as he closed his eyes and moved his hips to thrust his cock in her mouth.
She applied herself diligently to the task at hand, licking up and down his shaft, not minding the rough edges of his zipper rubbing against her soft cheeks. Her tongue flicked all around his wet cock head, licking up the sticky pre-cum dribbling out of his slit. She engulfed his cock with her mouth, taking it as deep as she could, closing her lips around his shaft and sucking on it as the cock head hit against the back of her throat.
"Haan. Aise hi usko apne gale ke andar le lo. Gala dheela chhod do."
"Yess… That's it. Relax your throat and take it right in!" He encouraged her, stroking her hair and caressing her face. She struggled gamely to swallow his cock, but try as she might, she couldn't make much headway. Shyam then thought up another way. He pulled out of her mouth and stood up, raising her on to her feet. He positioned the small (4' x 2') table so that the short edge rested against a wall.
"Bhaiya, I was just joking with you. You really got angry?" She asked anxiously, her lips trembling.
"Haan, tumne itni gandi harkat ki hai ki mai sach much bahut naraz hoon. Tumhe iski saza milni chahiye."
"Yes, you've behaved so badly that I'm really angry with you. You deserve to be punished." Shyam replied.
"Bhaiya, aap please mujhe maaf kijiye. Mai aisa phir kabhi nahi karoongi. Aap jo chahen woh saza dijiye, lekin mujhpar naraz na rahiye!"
"Bhaiya, please forgive me. I'll never do it again. Give me whatever punishment you want, but don't be angry with me!" Kajal said, bursting into tears.
"Toh tum kisi bhi saza ke liye taiyar ho?"
"So are you ready for any punishment?" He asked, and she nodded dumbly, still sobbing.
"Thik hai, toh ab apne aap ko saza paane ke liye taiyar karo."
"OK, prepare yourself for the punishment." Shyam said. She again nodded and waited for his instructions.
"Pehle apna blouse utaro."
"Take off your blouse." He instructed.
Ah! So that's the kind of punishment he has in mind; she thought. Well, let's play along and see what it leads to; she said to herself. She took off her pallu and started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Ruko! Kitni besharam ho! Pallu ko apne danton me pakad kar uski aad mein blouse utaro."
"Wait! How can you be so shameless! Hold the pallu between your teeth and take off the blouse behind it." He told her, and she complied quietly, her eyes downcast. She shrugged the unbuttoned blouse off her shoulders and then peeled it down her arms.
"Ab apni bra utaro. Pallu ko waise hi pakad ke rakho."
"Now take your bra off. Keep holding up the pallu." He told her. She unhooked her bra, her breasts thrusting forward as she reached behind her, then shrugged the bra off.
"Ab pallu ko theek se lapeto aur apni panty utaro."
"Wrap your pallu properly and take off your panties." He instructed.
She complied, bending and raising the hem of the sari, then reaching inside to grasp her panties. He enjoyed the sight of Kajal struggling awkwardly to take off her panties while still keeping the pallu on her naked breasts and baring as little of her thighs as possible. She was finally through with the calisthenics and the panties lay near her feet. She waited for further instructions, eyes averted. All this while, Shyam was leaning against the cooking platform. Then he casually sat on a chair and pulled her down across his lap, face down. She didn't know what to expect and put up a bit of a struggle as he raised her sari up. He swatted her across her thighs to restrain her.
"Hilo mat aur chup chap raho!"
"Don't move and be quiet!" He commanded her.
He then moved the sari up until her plump, full buttocks were bared before his eyes. He moved his hands over the silky skin of her round buns. Underneath the smooth skin, they were tight and muscular. He kept caressing and fondling her buttocks, once in a while squeezing them hard and even pinching them.
"Kajal meri jaan, teri chootad kitni chikni hai! Usko dabane mein bahut maza aa raha hai. Jee karta hai ki usse choom loon. Lekin ab tumhe saza dene ka waqt ho gaya hai. Taiyar ho?"
"Kajal my darling, your ass is so smooth! It's a pleasure to fondle it. In fact I feel like kissing it, but it's now time for your punishment. Are you ready?" He asked.
By now Kajal knew what was coming. She braced herself and nodded as he lazily continuing to caress her buttocks. Suddenly, Shyam raised his hand and swatted her ass with his open palm, and a resounding slap echoed through the little kitchen. Kajal was caught off guard and screamed out loud. But she cut it off midway by burying her mouth against Shyam's thigh.
"Bahut laga kya? Aise chillaogi toh poori building ko pata chal jayega. Yeh lo."
"Did it hurt? If you scream like this, the whole building will come to know. Here, take this." He said and offered her the balled up end of her pallu, which she inserted in her mouth to muffle any more screams. He resumed caressing her smooth ass, crooning sweet nothings to her and then suddenly, landed another hard slap on her bottom. He heard her muffled scream and felt a shiver pass through her slender frame.
"Dekho, jyada dard hua toh haath upar kar ke mujhe rok dena. Thik hai?"
"Look, if you find the pain too much, raise your hand and stop me, OK?" Shyam instructed her and again she nodded.
Over the next ten minutes or so, Shyam continued to land open handed slaps on her fleshy rump. Between the slaps, he gently caressed and fondled her ass and her bare back, whispering and crooning to her. Her screams were soon replaced by more or less continuous moans and she started sweating profusely. He ass became hot to the touch, although her dark brown skin didn't show up any reddening or bruises. He also felt her warm pussy juices drip and wet his trousers at his thigh. She was fully aroused and rubbed her pussy against him as she lay across his lap. He was mesmerized by the way her ass bounced and shook in response to his slaps. She sobbed & moaned and her eyes were tearful but she didn't stop him at any time. At last, Shyam stopped. He bent and kissed her bare back, her pallu having shifted to one side.
"Kajal meri jaan, ab kafi sazaa ho gayi. Chal uth aur apne mard ki seva kar."
"My darling Kajal, that's enough punishment. Come, serve your man now." He said, helping her to her feet.
She stood before him as he continued to lounge in the chair. She wrapped her pallu tightly around her shoulders and tucked its end into her waist band. She then bent and unbuttoned his shirt and helped him out of it, running her fingers through his thick, curly chest hair. She noticed that he still had his shoes on. She knelt at his feet, undid the laces and removed his shoes and socks. Then she got up, fetched the pancha, soaked it in ice cold water and lovingly laved his feet with it. She loosened the free end of her pallu from her waistband and dried Shyam's feet with her pallu. In the process, her pallu slid off her shoulders and her beautiful, sexy breasts peeped out from under it. She lovingly kissed the soles of his feet and rubbed them over her face. She then held the soles of his feet tightly against her bare breasts, closing her eyes as she savored their rough, cool touch against her silky skin. Shyam was very pleased with Kajal's actions and his hard cock strained against the tight confines of his shorts.
"Chal, ab mera lund choos."
"Come, suck my cock." He commanded huskily.
She unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the waistband of his trousers and unzipped his fly. She then reached inside through the waistband of his shorts and gently eased out his hard, drooling cock. She rubbed its wet head against her face and deeply inhaled the masculine scent of his cock. All this time, Shyam's hips twitched impatiently, waiting for her hot, wet mouth to engulf his cock. At last, he felt her warm breath on the head of his cock as she pulled back his foreskin and hovered over it with her mouth wide open.
"Aahhh… Kajal meri jaan! Khoob chooso aur chato merey lund ko!"
"Aahhh… My darling Kajal! Lick and suck my cock!" Shyam sighed as he closed his eyes and moved his hips to thrust his cock in her mouth.
She applied herself diligently to the task at hand, licking up and down his shaft, not minding the rough edges of his zipper rubbing against her soft cheeks. Her tongue flicked all around his wet cock head, licking up the sticky pre-cum dribbling out of his slit. She engulfed his cock with her mouth, taking it as deep as she could, closing her lips around his shaft and sucking on it as the cock head hit against the back of her throat.
"Haan. Aise hi usko apne gale ke andar le lo. Gala dheela chhod do."
"Yess… That's it. Relax your throat and take it right in!" He encouraged her, stroking her hair and caressing her face. She struggled gamely to swallow his cock, but try as she might, she couldn't make much headway. Shyam then thought up another way. He pulled out of her mouth and stood up, raising her on to her feet. He positioned the small (4' x 2') table so that the short edge rested against a wall.
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