11-10-2019, 08:49 PM
From beside me Kuku motioned to me that we should go now. We quietly went down and out on the path following the procession to the temple. We followed at a distance so they wouldn't know we were following. We hid behind some bushes near the temple. The temple courtyard had been cleaned up recently and there was a raised platform about 6ft x 6 ft right in the middle of it spread with a durrie and some cushions had been placed.
By the time we reached the procession had already reached and things were on. The men were lined up again facing the temple. The old woman was handing over a pot which seemed full to my wife and my wife was moving to wards the temple. “Go in alone and wash the ling with water first, then apply curd then wash again and finally apply ghee all over and then pray” said the headman. She went inside and stayed there for about 15 or 20 mins. Then she came out.
When she came out, the old woman told her to go where the headman was standing. “Now do the same thing to the lings of these ten men,” said the old woman. “WHATTttttttttt............” my wife's utterly shocked voice reached us loud and clear. “Yes you heard right. You have to wash these lings then apply curd then wash again then finally apply ghee then do puja to each and every one of these ten lings” clarified the headman.
“I can't do such a thing. It is utterly shameful that I had to walk around naked with all you men. Ok I did a mistake, what I have undergone is enough punishment for that. Even my husband has never seen me naked but here I am in front of total strangers fully nude. But touching and handling your man things,.............. “ she seemed stuck for words before she continued again, “ I won't do this. Whatever your gods may do to you or me or your village I dont care.” with this she turned and tried to run away from the temple.
But the men seemed to have anticipated this. Even while she had been loudly arguing, four men had moved aside from the group to the sides. Now when she tried to run they quickly caught up with her. One man a huge guy quite young and muscular caught her around the middle. Tanvi was struggling to free herself. It only made her look more obscene. As she squirmed and threw her arms about, her motion made her tits shake and fly all over, giving a horny look to her. As her legs too moved her pussy was playing hide and seek, now seen now hidden. It was a sight to make any man hot and made with lust.
With the commotion the line had broken now and I could see some of the younger men in the crowd sporting good erections. The headman said, “ Ok even if she won't cooperate, the penance must be undergone and the punishment fulfilled for our village's good. So tie her up.” on his words the young man carrying her took her to the raised platform and dropped her down on it but without loosening his hold on her. As she dropped her legs folded at the knees and spread out behind her. The young man was holding onto her waist still and as she dropped his hands went up her body to her boobs. His hands were under her boobs and they squeezed and pushed them up more making them look bigger than their 34 C size.
I could see my sweet, innocent, shy, conservative wife's clean shaven pussy there in front of me on view for all those strangers. The same cunt that she refused to show me in good light for her husband to admire was open there for the world to see and admire. And admire they sure did, by now except for one or two men in the crowd the rest were sporting erections. The young man behind her stayed like that. From the way my wife was squirming I guessed that young man's rock hard rod must be poking the ample backside of my wife with gusto.
Now the men came to her one by one and stood in front of her. The old woman held out the required items. Even with the headman in front of her and the young man holding her she refused to touch his cock with her hands to wash and anoint it with curd and ghee. She was shaking her head from side to side, refusing to see that stranger's cock with her eyes. Her eyes were closed shut. But suddenly she screamed and her eyes flew open. “stop doing that you stupid oaf.. “ she shouted. I was at a loss to know what had happened, what was that young man doing and why did she scream.
The headman clarified matters when he said to my wife, “ you better start the puja or he will pull your nipples off your tits.”
WOWwww I thought to myself, so the young man was twisting my wife's nipples in his hands. Now I saw my wife's hands reach out to the headman's cock. Again she screamed. “you have to do the puja with your eyes open,” said the headman. Now I could see her open her eyes and hands reach out with a tremor to his cock. I shifted position so I could get a better view. By moving a few feet to the side I could get a sideways view of the scene. When I again looked my wife was anointing the cock with curds.
WOWwww again I thought to myself. If the selection of headman was by means of physical endowment rather than other means also, this head honcho would have won hands down. In that silvery moonlight enhanced by the torches that were lit around the courtyard, his tool looked huge and massive, more suited to be hanging below a horse than between the legs of a man. As the light flashed on Tanvi's eyes I noticed her amazement and shock, while her hands were mechanically doing the anointing. With the ghee applied it was truly an instrument worth looking at. As she worked on it it seemed to increase in length and girth soon saluting my wife with a stiff erection.
Then he moved aside. And the others stepped in one by one. I was wondering of the need for anointing with ghee. What possible use was the ghee on those cocks. Is it ritualistic or did it have some other significance.???
By the time we reached the procession had already reached and things were on. The men were lined up again facing the temple. The old woman was handing over a pot which seemed full to my wife and my wife was moving to wards the temple. “Go in alone and wash the ling with water first, then apply curd then wash again and finally apply ghee all over and then pray” said the headman. She went inside and stayed there for about 15 or 20 mins. Then she came out.
When she came out, the old woman told her to go where the headman was standing. “Now do the same thing to the lings of these ten men,” said the old woman. “WHATTttttttttt............” my wife's utterly shocked voice reached us loud and clear. “Yes you heard right. You have to wash these lings then apply curd then wash again then finally apply ghee then do puja to each and every one of these ten lings” clarified the headman.
“I can't do such a thing. It is utterly shameful that I had to walk around naked with all you men. Ok I did a mistake, what I have undergone is enough punishment for that. Even my husband has never seen me naked but here I am in front of total strangers fully nude. But touching and handling your man things,.............. “ she seemed stuck for words before she continued again, “ I won't do this. Whatever your gods may do to you or me or your village I dont care.” with this she turned and tried to run away from the temple.
But the men seemed to have anticipated this. Even while she had been loudly arguing, four men had moved aside from the group to the sides. Now when she tried to run they quickly caught up with her. One man a huge guy quite young and muscular caught her around the middle. Tanvi was struggling to free herself. It only made her look more obscene. As she squirmed and threw her arms about, her motion made her tits shake and fly all over, giving a horny look to her. As her legs too moved her pussy was playing hide and seek, now seen now hidden. It was a sight to make any man hot and made with lust.
With the commotion the line had broken now and I could see some of the younger men in the crowd sporting good erections. The headman said, “ Ok even if she won't cooperate, the penance must be undergone and the punishment fulfilled for our village's good. So tie her up.” on his words the young man carrying her took her to the raised platform and dropped her down on it but without loosening his hold on her. As she dropped her legs folded at the knees and spread out behind her. The young man was holding onto her waist still and as she dropped his hands went up her body to her boobs. His hands were under her boobs and they squeezed and pushed them up more making them look bigger than their 34 C size.
I could see my sweet, innocent, shy, conservative wife's clean shaven pussy there in front of me on view for all those strangers. The same cunt that she refused to show me in good light for her husband to admire was open there for the world to see and admire. And admire they sure did, by now except for one or two men in the crowd the rest were sporting erections. The young man behind her stayed like that. From the way my wife was squirming I guessed that young man's rock hard rod must be poking the ample backside of my wife with gusto.
Now the men came to her one by one and stood in front of her. The old woman held out the required items. Even with the headman in front of her and the young man holding her she refused to touch his cock with her hands to wash and anoint it with curd and ghee. She was shaking her head from side to side, refusing to see that stranger's cock with her eyes. Her eyes were closed shut. But suddenly she screamed and her eyes flew open. “stop doing that you stupid oaf.. “ she shouted. I was at a loss to know what had happened, what was that young man doing and why did she scream.
The headman clarified matters when he said to my wife, “ you better start the puja or he will pull your nipples off your tits.”
WOWwww I thought to myself, so the young man was twisting my wife's nipples in his hands. Now I saw my wife's hands reach out to the headman's cock. Again she screamed. “you have to do the puja with your eyes open,” said the headman. Now I could see her open her eyes and hands reach out with a tremor to his cock. I shifted position so I could get a better view. By moving a few feet to the side I could get a sideways view of the scene. When I again looked my wife was anointing the cock with curds.
WOWwww again I thought to myself. If the selection of headman was by means of physical endowment rather than other means also, this head honcho would have won hands down. In that silvery moonlight enhanced by the torches that were lit around the courtyard, his tool looked huge and massive, more suited to be hanging below a horse than between the legs of a man. As the light flashed on Tanvi's eyes I noticed her amazement and shock, while her hands were mechanically doing the anointing. With the ghee applied it was truly an instrument worth looking at. As she worked on it it seemed to increase in length and girth soon saluting my wife with a stiff erection.
Then he moved aside. And the others stepped in one by one. I was wondering of the need for anointing with ghee. What possible use was the ghee on those cocks. Is it ritualistic or did it have some other significance.???