Adultery The Rickshaw Driver's Wife by spankedboy-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Let's watch some television." I ordered Fateh to put a cricket match on. "We can sit on this new sofa that I got for you, all three of us."

"Yes, sahib."

"You know, Fateh, you are not man enough to even afford a sofa. You should be glad I am giving you 200,000 rupees for this randi."

"Yes, sahib."

We sat on the sofa and Fateh handed me the remote. I put it to one side as the cricket match came on. Narges came down and sat on my lap. I turned her around so that she was facing me.

"What do you think, Fateh, who will win the match?" I asked him, as Narges pressed her boobs to my face. She was a woman in heat.

"Sahib, hard to say." Fateh hummed and hawed, trying desperately to concentrate on the action on the screen, rather than on the sofa.

I pulled away Narges's pallu, un-hooked the blouse, and pushed her new bra up to expose her large round breasts, the big black areolas standing erect. I put the left nipple into my mouth while I played with the right breast, squeezing and pinching it, rotating the nipple between my thumb and fingers.

"Narges, you are a very attractive woman and I am going to fuck your beautiful firm body," I told her in a loud voice.

"Thank you, Sarun!" Narges replied with a smile. "I will do whatever you ask of me to please you, that's the agreement my husband made with you."

I turned to Fateh. "What do you say Fateh?"

"I ... I..." Fateh was at a loss for words as I pinched Narges's left areola. "Sahib, you have the full right to enjoy her as you wish, tonight."

To demonstrate my power in his household, I mocked, "Who is going to fuck your wife, Fateh?"

"You will, sahib." He replied. "And I remain your grateful slave for your generosity."

"Then you will watch me powerlessly as I violate your wife, Fateh. You are the cause she will be penetrated by another man's penis," I pronounced.

"Yes sahib you such a considerate person and a dear friend that you are most welcome to fuck her anytime you want," Fateh groveled.

Narges was now moaning loudly.

"Oh, husband!" She gasped. "I must satisfy sahib and we must do everything to please him."

"Yes, dear." Her husband feebly agreed.

"Fateh," I instructed Narges's husband. "Your wife is sacrificing her honour and her izzat to another man just for your sake. She is going to lose her chastity and it's all due to you. Show her your appreciation by licking her feet."

"Yes, sahib."

Fateh jumped to his feet and knelt down in front of us, lowering himself on his stomach at Narges's feet. He started to lick and kiss her feet as I tweaked her nipples.

"That's it, Fateh. Pay your respects to your brave wife." I demanded. "Lick her feet like the lowly dog you are. You are the dog and your wife will be my bitch."

"Dear husband," Narges taunted him, "a man is in your house, he has your wife's breasts in his hands, and calls her a bitch, and you grovel at his feet. And look, you have a hard on!"

Poor Fateh had no place to hide. There was a damp spot on his lungi now.

"Husband, stand up!" Narges ordered, and he complied.

"Take off your lungi."

"I ... I ..." Fateh turned to look at me for help, but I was having none of it.

"Do as your wife tells you to do!" I ordered him. "She's helping you out -- the least you can do is be an obedient slave to her!"

"Yes, sahib."

Narges's husband undid the knot, and his lungi fell to the floor. His small dick was now rigid hard.

"Husband, take off your shirt too." Narges ordered, and he complied. Fateh was now standing before us, completely naked.

"Look, Sarun!" Narges told me. "He is hard. My dear husband gets aroused when he sees you enjoy his wife's body."

"Really? How do you know, Narges?"

Narges was getting into her part. "Sarun, I asked him today if he saw us together last night, when you ravaged my body. He said he did."

A visibly humiliated Fateh was turning bright red, standing there butt naked, his small dick erect.

"He said he saw us last night, and did nothing but jack off in that corner." Narges told me. "Even when he was confessing this to me, he could not control himself and came in the bedroom. I had to punish him for that."

"Really, Narges, how?"

"Sarun, I spanked him. If you ask him to turn around, you will notice his ass has red marks!"

Fateh was now trembling. I ordered him to turn around. His embarrassment complete, he faced the other way, and I could clearly see the results of Narges's handiwork on his butts.

"You wife will now punish you, Fateh, when she wills." I told him. "No matter how humiliating it is for you, you deserve to be her whipping boy."