“And he slapped me again.” Vidya shook her head, as if to clear the memory. “After he slapped me a few times, he then proceeded to fuck my ass, hard. Whenever I said something to make him angry, he would fuck me in the ass. It was really painful, and I think I passed out once he got going. You saw his cock darling, it was huge. I am not used to having such a tool in my gaand.”
“I bet he didn’t stop because you passed out.”
“No! When I regained consciousness, I asked him again. And this time he caned me.”
Vidya paused, and we kissed again. I really could not find words to express my gratitude for all that she went through for me. After we kissed for a long time, she continued.
“I knew that caning me would make him happy. He loved to hit me because it gave him power and boosted his ego. After he was done caning me,” Vidya continued, “I pleaded with him. I told him, ‘Look, Sirjee! You have already taken a man’s wife from him. He is in the same house as his wife, but he can’t do anything as his wife is being held hostage and raped in front of him by another man. At least give him some morsels of dignity.’ He then laughed and said he liked my spunk, and then he caned me again.”
“I didn’t push it that night. First, I didn’t think he would agree and second, my ass really hurt. I couldn’t take much more caning. But I did notice that he liked when I said the word ‘rape’. He liked the idea that he was raping me, and you — my husband — knew about it but could do nothing to stop him.”
“Well, it really was rape, dear.” I tried to justify her words. “We never wanted to get into this arrangement.”
“Yes … but …” Vidya bit her lip. “I don’t know if we can really call it a rape. If I was being honest, I was looking forward to being … fucked … to being taken by him after we saw Rukmani — I mean after I saw his giant dick. I love you, darling, but sometimes a girl just needs a real cock.”
“Yes, dear.”
“So, on Wednesday morning,” Vidya continued. “After breakfast, he had his dick pushed into my ass. That’s when I asked him again. He took me off his dick, made me kneel down on my knees and proceeded to slap my face. Then he dragged me by my ears to the washroom, and made me lie down on the floor. There he urinated on me.”
“I have never been peed on before, darling.” Vidya made a face. “And that Wednesday was the worst day of the week. I know Mr. Sarun liked his girls to have some spunk — but I was wondering if I crossed the line. The whole day, he confined me to the bedroom and I wasn’t allowed to go out of the room. And on top of that, he used me as a pee dump.”
“A pee dump?”
“Yes, darling. All day, whenever he would have to urinate, he would take me to the bathroom, make me lie on the floor and pee on me. And not only that, he made Rukmani and Narges pee on me as well. I would be seated on the bed, when Narges would come in. She would take me by the ear, to the washroom, and make me kneel on the floor. Then she would roll up her sari, squat so that her smelly anus was on my face, and then urinate on me. Same with Rukmani. I really felt so low, that I abandoned the idea. And then you know what happened later after dinner.”