17-01-2019, 12:01 PM
I then started to pee. I poured out a hot stream all over Fateh, drenching him from head to foot. Shaking the last drops of pee from my cock, I ordered Narges to lick and clean my cock.
"You are fit to use as a toilet," I told Fateh, "And your wife is my toilet paper, cleaning my dick of pee."
"Yes, sahib." Both husband and wife replied in unison. Their submission to me was now complete.
I smiled. The first of my slaves were now here.
Ever since Narges had come willingly into my arms, leaving her hapless husband watching, I had hatched a plan. I am a rich man with a big business in the USA. I also do some import work from India, so I have a mansion in Kolkata. My family lives in the USA, but I come every month to Kolkata for ten to twelve days. And I usually hire maid servants from a temp agency. Now, I could see myself at the head of a harem. A harem headed by Narges, my chief concubine, with her willing cuckold of a husband as a bonus servant. The first of many, I confidently thought. Seeing the husband and wife, naked, on their knees, submitting to me, was the first step in the realization of that plan. I had to make sure Fateh was a willing slave. If he had the slightest hesitation in this affair, this wouldn't have happened. He enjoyed being a cuckold; he enjoyed the humiliation. I knew I had the slaves I wanted to start my household.
* * *
"Fateh", I told him, once the couple were inside, and cleaned up and dressed. "I have decided to stay a while longer."
"Oh." His crestfallen face betrayed his anxious disappointment. "Sahib, were you not supposed to leave today?"
"Are you telling me to leave?" I thundered.
"Of course not, of course not, sahib!" Fateh hastily tried to pacify me. "I was merely asking, sahib."
"I am going to stay here in your house for some time more, at least a week." I told him and Narges. "While I am here, Narges will be my wife and you will be our servant. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sahib."
"Narges." I turned to her. "Come here."
"Yes, Sarun." Obediently she stood in front of me, overshadowing her husband. "I am glad you are staying a bit longer, dear."
"How can I stop myself from enjoying your lovely body, Narges."
"Thank you, Sarun."
"Now, Narges." I listed my orders for her. "While I am here, you will remain naked or dressed, as I tell you. I will fuck whenever I want and you are to pleasure me before, during and after our copulation, do you agree?"
"Yes, Sarun."
"What about you Fateh?" I turned to the husband. "What do you say?"
Fateh turned to see his wife smiling and surrendered to his fate.
"Yes sahib, I accept fully," he replied.
The next week was utter torture and humiliation for Fateh.
When he was away working on his rickshaw, his mind was on what I was doing to his wife, and it kept him hard all day. He would often arrive home where he would find his wife naked, in bed, serving her master -- me. Sometimes I would make him watch as Narges knelt in front of me and sucked me to hardness, before I had Fateh put my cock inside his wife and watched us fuck. Narges and I were like a freshly married couple on our honeymoon. We didn't care where Fateh was. I loved to grope her all the time and play with her tits and her gyrating buttocks. Sometimes after our lovemaking we would call Fateh and have him masturbate to the sight of us kissing, and laugh at his tiny manhood as he shot his sperm on the floor. Then we would have him clean up, of course.
After seven days were up, I gave Fateh his 200,000 rupees that he gave to his money lender, who was no doubt surprised that this pathetic man was able to cough up the money. What he didn't know, of course, was that Fateh, and more importantly his wife, were now my property. I was heading to Kolkata, but before leaving I gave Narges one quick good bye fuck, and told the couple that they would hear from me shortly. On my next trip to India, I would be the lord of a harem.
The End
"You are fit to use as a toilet," I told Fateh, "And your wife is my toilet paper, cleaning my dick of pee."
"Yes, sahib." Both husband and wife replied in unison. Their submission to me was now complete.
I smiled. The first of my slaves were now here.
Ever since Narges had come willingly into my arms, leaving her hapless husband watching, I had hatched a plan. I am a rich man with a big business in the USA. I also do some import work from India, so I have a mansion in Kolkata. My family lives in the USA, but I come every month to Kolkata for ten to twelve days. And I usually hire maid servants from a temp agency. Now, I could see myself at the head of a harem. A harem headed by Narges, my chief concubine, with her willing cuckold of a husband as a bonus servant. The first of many, I confidently thought. Seeing the husband and wife, naked, on their knees, submitting to me, was the first step in the realization of that plan. I had to make sure Fateh was a willing slave. If he had the slightest hesitation in this affair, this wouldn't have happened. He enjoyed being a cuckold; he enjoyed the humiliation. I knew I had the slaves I wanted to start my household.
* * *
"Fateh", I told him, once the couple were inside, and cleaned up and dressed. "I have decided to stay a while longer."
"Oh." His crestfallen face betrayed his anxious disappointment. "Sahib, were you not supposed to leave today?"
"Are you telling me to leave?" I thundered.
"Of course not, of course not, sahib!" Fateh hastily tried to pacify me. "I was merely asking, sahib."
"I am going to stay here in your house for some time more, at least a week." I told him and Narges. "While I am here, Narges will be my wife and you will be our servant. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sahib."
"Narges." I turned to her. "Come here."
"Yes, Sarun." Obediently she stood in front of me, overshadowing her husband. "I am glad you are staying a bit longer, dear."
"How can I stop myself from enjoying your lovely body, Narges."
"Thank you, Sarun."
"Now, Narges." I listed my orders for her. "While I am here, you will remain naked or dressed, as I tell you. I will fuck whenever I want and you are to pleasure me before, during and after our copulation, do you agree?"
"Yes, Sarun."
"What about you Fateh?" I turned to the husband. "What do you say?"
Fateh turned to see his wife smiling and surrendered to his fate.
"Yes sahib, I accept fully," he replied.
The next week was utter torture and humiliation for Fateh.
When he was away working on his rickshaw, his mind was on what I was doing to his wife, and it kept him hard all day. He would often arrive home where he would find his wife naked, in bed, serving her master -- me. Sometimes I would make him watch as Narges knelt in front of me and sucked me to hardness, before I had Fateh put my cock inside his wife and watched us fuck. Narges and I were like a freshly married couple on our honeymoon. We didn't care where Fateh was. I loved to grope her all the time and play with her tits and her gyrating buttocks. Sometimes after our lovemaking we would call Fateh and have him masturbate to the sight of us kissing, and laugh at his tiny manhood as he shot his sperm on the floor. Then we would have him clean up, of course.
After seven days were up, I gave Fateh his 200,000 rupees that he gave to his money lender, who was no doubt surprised that this pathetic man was able to cough up the money. What he didn't know, of course, was that Fateh, and more importantly his wife, were now my property. I was heading to Kolkata, but before leaving I gave Narges one quick good bye fuck, and told the couple that they would hear from me shortly. On my next trip to India, I would be the lord of a harem.
The End
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