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caneslice -> My experiences with an Indian couple – Part 6 : Meeting the Mistress (12/10/2011 4:47:22 PM)
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My experiences with an Indian couple – Part 6 : Meeting the Mistress
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As we drove in to the garage, I noticed the house was a little isolated. I haven’t seen a house or any other building within a half kilometer radius. This of course guaranteed privacy, additionally it also gave me a sense of fear and helplessness, which at that moment was more sexually exciting than fear. I was again a little nervous, during the 40 minute drive myself and master talked a lot and got comfortable with each other. Not the tension has begun on how his wife will be. Will she like me? What if she doesn’t choose me to make her slave? Will I be asked to leave immediately?
Master had the sadistic smile on his face as he got out of the car and walked towards the door. That’s when I saw the thing of beauty for the first time. The door was open and madam was standing outside. She was wearing a green saree, her white skin just glowed under the dark green color of the saree. Her face was glowing, lips had a shade of one of the most expensive lip color brand (dark red), the smile was seductive and welcoming.
Being a foot guy, I immediately looked at her feet and was instantly erect. She wore black high heeled sandals with straps and her white feet just glowed from the black sandal. Her toes were painted in a shade of silver that was glittering. Her toe nails were perfectly shaped and her feet looked extremely inviting. Her hair was put up into a but and neatly pulled back hard, giving her a sterner look. She had very thin and curvy eyebrows as I had seen her in the pictures. She was slightly overweight but her height compensated for that and made her a thing of worshippable beauty.
I might have stayed there staring at it for more than a few seconds and was broken out of my trance when I heard my master’s command.
“Touch her feet and seek her blessing”
I immediately fell on my knees and instead of touching her feet with my hands I touched her feet with my forehead and kissed her big toe and then got up. She still had the seductive smile on her lips and master also stood next to her. Both of them studied me with their eyes and I was shy and stood there staring at her amazing feet. For the first time she spoke.
“come in” and she walked inside with her hubbys hand on her shoulder and leaning towards him….her hand went around and rested around his hips as they strode into the living room. I stared at her juicy and curvy buttocks and for a moment imagined how it will be to feel when she sits on my face….
My erection was literally ready to tear my jeans and come out. I have been accumulating pre cum ever since I saw her beautiful feet. The drive to the house didn’t make me feel tired, but it was sexually exciting. I just wished they would start dominating me right then…..
“looks like he will fit us” master spoke as soon as he sat comfortably on the sofa.
Madam sat next to him , both of them kept staring at me and looking me from head to toe. I was shy and did not know what to do or say. I just stood there in front of them.
Master put both his legs up at the coffee table and put an arm around his wife’s waistline.
I think I stood there looking at madams feet and her painted toe nails for 3 whole minutes and master spoke again.
“Well show her the gift I gave you.”
I got my first order and it was to strip. I knew what he meant by ‘gift’. The cane lashes on my hand were slightly burning even after a couple of hours and I tried to rub them to ease the pain. Master saw this and said he wanted to show the ‘gift’ to his wife when explaining how good I was. His gift was of course the cane marks. I looked at him and then at madam. Madam didn’t have the smile anymore.
It was just a cold stare. I didn’t want to look directly into her eyes again, I continued to stare at her feet and sandals and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Then I softly pulled down my jeans, it still hurt when the rough fabric of the jeans slid through the skin and over the cane marks. The lines were very clearly visible and most of the lashes on the leg were still rigid like bumps.
I stood in my underwear, but I knew what the next command will be , so I slowly removed the thin underwear which I was wearing and covered my nudity with my hands and stood there silently.
“wow” . I was surprised to hear madam’s voice. She spoke again “Nice…turn around”.
I obeyed.
I heard the rustle of clothes and could smell her perfume and the flavor her lipstick as she stood near me and observed the cane marks. Her hands were cool as she ran her fingers over the cane marks on my ass cheeks. Her touch was cold and I felt comfort when she ran her sexy fingers over my ass cheeks. She was trying to feel the rigid bump raised by the master’s cane. She kept on hand on my shoulder and the other she ran over the cane marks…even on the legs…
I could say she was very impressed. She walked back to the couch. I stood there with my back facing them. Master said “ok turn around”. I obeyed and I saw them kissing. In fact, madam was kissing master.
She was holding his earlobes with her beautiful finger nails and was kissing master passionately on his lips. She was demanding and she sucked on master’s tongue for at least on whole minute before they finally broke the kiss. Their faces were close to each other and continued the stare. They were looking each other in the eyes and I could see they were both happy. He kissed her again, on the cheek this time and mistress looked at me.
Her eyebrow was raised and she looked cruel. Master continued to kiss her neck and shoulders as mistress just started at me stroking his hair with her sexy hand. Her nail color or glittery silver shone between his hair as she slowly ran her fingers through his hair.
“Did you like it ? “ mistress asked.
I didn’t know what to say but managed to reply “Yes ma’am. I liked it, in fact, I deserved it.”
Mistress : “That’s a good reply.”
Master completely ignored me and spoke to mistress.
“Aren’t you going to try your canes? I thought you were desperate to cane him”
Mistress smiled. She looked at me and her eyebrows were raised and curved in a cruel look when she replied to master.
“Yes I will punish him for having fun with you without my permission. I will ensure that he will not be able to sit for the next two days. I have some plans for him. But first….”
She turned to him and kissed him passionately on his lips. She held his head with both her hands and he almost ran out of breath under her heavy kissing. She was really excited.
She broke the kiss and stared at my eyes and said “kneel and raise both ur hands above your head”
I obeyed.
She ignored me and got back to kissing her husband, who has removed his tshirt and kicked out his shoes. Mistress continued to kiss and their tongues danced and they sucked on each others lower lip making sounds of passion. She ran her sexy hands all over his bare chest. The glittery nail color just drove me crazy.
My erection was full and there was pre cum at the tip of my organ. To my shame I kept my arms raised above my head as madam ordered and my sex was exposed now. Precum just formed at the tip and was ready to let the first drop fall on the marble floor. Thankfully they both ignored my existence and continued with their passionate foreplay.
Mistress softly pinched his nipples and he uttered a soft moan of pleasure. She leaned forward and took one of his nipples in her mouth and sucked it…she softly bit with her teeth and looked at me. I guess, it was to show me that she is biting him. I was sure she was not biting hard. Her hand was softly kneading his other nipple.
Master was enjoying it and I looked at master’s organ, the foreskin had been pulled backwards and the purple head was shiny and erect as if it was ready to explode. The whole 8 inches stood erect. It was a show, undoubtedly to get me excited and to push me over the edge. I had to agree that it was working….
I was almost shivering. my knees were hurting me. Cold hard marble floor is not an easy thing on the knees. My hands and shoulders ached. But I maintained my position and kept my hands raised high above my head.
Mistress stroked his organ with her cute sexy hands. the bangles on her hands made musical notes according to the rythm of the strokes. her long nails, painted in the glittery silver color shone in the light and made her hands look even more sexier and her nails and fingers holding his organ was an invitation. I put my hands down and rushed to the organ. I kissed its tip and was about to open my mouth to show my act of submission, but suddenly I was slapped. It was madam. Another hard slap followed on the same cheek and I painfully met her cold stare. Her eyebrows were still arched and her voice was commanding
“Get back in position, HOW DARE YOU MOVE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?”
Master was disappointed in not feeling my tongue on his organ but he managed to smile at the dominance of his wife and the display of her authority over me. I immediately jumped back to position, my knees hurt me more when I knelt again and my shoulders and elbows hurt when I raised my hands again. I uttered an apology. Mistress just ignored that my apology and turned back to her man. She kissed his lips and spoke
“He is very disobedient. I have to deal with him very strictly. Didn’t you update him about my strictness?”
Master -” Yes dear, he needs to be trained and taught how to respect you. You can punish him what ever way you want. Your are completely free to beat him up to your hearts content. Make him grovel at your beautiful feet and make him drink the water that has washed ur feet. Yes, I did update him that you are very strict and demands complete obedience”
Miss - “Despite you warning him, he acted like this. I will ensure he doesn’t forget his mistakes. I will mark him well”
The last sentence just echoed in my mind. She will “mark” me well. There was no doubt that I am going to receive the cane again. I was just afraid of the intensity and how many lashes I am going to get before she will be satisfied. I was ashamed of my behavior. Trying to lick her husband’s organ, in front of her. She has every right to be angry. I do not know how much I had to endure before she forgives or shows some mercy. Yes I was afraid.
Mistress kissed him again. One hand kneaded and twisted his nipple softly while the other stroked the organ. Her thumb just rested on the top of his organ skin and the next two fingers rubbed the sensitive tip below the head. On this process the foreskin was moving. She was pleasuring her man, dressed in a saree and high heels. Just by using 3 fingers…wow what a dominant woman. Master spoke..
“show me ur feet”
Mistress sat comfortably, removed both of her sandals and extended her legs to display her bare feet and the world’s most sexiest toes. Her toes were well formed, juicy and very neatly attented to. The pedicure was excellently done. Nail polish applied to perfection. All the toe nails were filed to sharpness. Altogether I just longed to lick her feet.
Master stood up and stroked his organ. Mistress used both her feet to lift the saree and kept her feet in air. Within seconds master ejaculated on to her feet. He aimed it well so that not a single drop was wasted. I was amazed by the quantity of his cum. Just hours back he has ejaculated more than once and still he managed to have so much of cum to he shot to her feet. The globes of semen fell over the top pf her feet, over her big toe nail, some dribbled between her toes, some drops fell on the marble floor. I thought the show was over. But to my amazement mistress looked at me and ordered.
“Put your hands down and come over here and clean my feet.”
I was surprised. She was dominant. Very dominant. Her voice was the testimony. She spoke without a smile and with such assertiveness that made me just obey. I moved forward and just as I was about to lick her feet she rubbed the semen with both her feet and spread it all over her feet. Now both her feet were coated with semen including the soles. She then kept her feet down and stepped on the drops that fell on the floor as well. Both of them were looking at me. I bend forward and went on my fours and started lapping the world’s most beautiful feet. my tongue danced along her toes and sucked the semen from her top of her feet. She raised her feet and allowed me access to her sexy soles and I licked and licked and licked…
Even without knowing myself, I stroked my organ. It was just a small stroke but I just ejaculated. Her foot smell mixed with the juice flavor of my master, my submission to this powerful lady and the embarrassing position was the height of submission. I just shot my semen, globes just fell on the floor and I was sure both master and mistress were amazed and shocked. I know I will get punished for this, but I didn’t care. It was an opportunity to lick her feet and that was the best place for me to have an orgasm and I did. I just couldn’t kneel anymore, I just lay there on the floor to my side and stared at my owners.
Though they were not angry, I was surprised to see them smile. A deep sensual smile.
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