Fantasies Of A Kinky Indian Girl – Part 2

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Kabir was one of those guys in my office who had a well-built physique. He was also the most popular because he talked with such charisma. There must be hardly any woman in the office who had not fallen in love with his deep voice and long hair which fell seductively upon his eyes.

The first time we met in the office was when I showed up for the interview. He was my boss and he was the warmest person in the interview room. I felt the chemistry that led us to our little office escapades when I got hired at his office later.

We became ‘friends with benefits’ as well as good friends. But had nothing more between us because of the social differences between us. Nikhil, my baby, came into my life much later.

This story is a few months after I met Nikhil. I had invited Kabir over for dinner one night to meet my boyfriend. I showed him the photo of Nikhil I had on my phone. He was kneeling with a collar around his neck with a look of admitting defeat on his face. But eyes looking with kind passion in the camera.

The next day I was quite excited because Kabir was coming over. I kept my baby in his chastity lock so he would not disrupt anything that might happen that day. When evening fell, I made him clean himself up and wear his little maid’s dress which I had gifted to him on his 25th birthday.

He looked like a pretty little girl and I had to resist the urge to go over and ruffle his hair. Soon after, I heard the bell. I nodded to ask my baby to open the door. I stood right behind him and when Kabir entered. He closed the door. He glanced at my baby before resting his eyes on my breasts.

Those were spilling over the black leather dress. He, then, ran his eyes up and down once before wrapping his arm gently around my waist. He pulled me in for a long seductive kiss. We, then, moved to the bedroom. He had his eyes fixed on my chest even now and started rubbing them.

I moved my hand to his bulging crotch and swiftly opened the zip. I beckoned my baby and pulled him in so that his mouth was now upon mine. I was deeply French kissing him right before I tightened my grip on his neck. I pushed him down so that his mouth was now level with Kabir’s dick.

I said, “Take it in!” Even if his mouth was not already stuffed with another man’s tool, he wouldn’t have been able to refuse to do it. He was bound to follow my instructions and command while he was under the chastity lock. Refusing to do so would cause him to suffer severely with consequences.

Kabir then started laying me on my back on the bed and hitched my dress up to my navel. “Move away so I can properly use your filthy Princess!” and brushed him aside. Kabir then took his dick in one hand dripping with saliva and came on top of me.

He put his dick inside my pussy and started pumping. While my baby dropped his eyes down so he would not have to watch the love of his life being fucked by someone else. Before I knew it, he was back on his knees craving to lick up his princess’s juices.

Just as we both started getting into the heat of it, and raised the pace, he crawled up to us. He started lapping at the bed sheet which was soaked with our juices. When Kabir had his orgasm while still inside me, my baby hurried to resume his place four steps behind the bed.

But not before we saw what he had been doing. “Couldn’t wait a few more minutes to get your reward, could you?” I said rolling my eyes. “Sorry, princess. I thought you wouldn’t know. I was craving to lick your juices.” He said but he didn’t look apologetic.

“You’re a fucking disgrace! Come here, you bitch,” I said as I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards me. “Now you will get exactly what you deserve.” I slapped his face hard, careful to not hit is jaw or cheekbones to avoid severe damage.

“Couldn’t you wait a few more minutes, you bitch?” One of my hands was squeezing his cheeks inside his mouth now. “Speak, bitch!” I released his mouth as I lay another slap across his face.

“I shall wait now, princess. Don’t let my act disturb you. Please carry on, princess.” He whimpered with his eyes staring back into mine. He still didn’t look apologetic enough. His eyes only reflected fear and disgust for what he had been made to do.

The next time he spoke, the hint of pride in his voice clearly showed he felt no remorse whatsoever for what he had just done. For the embarrassment that he had made me feel in front of Kabir. “I will not disturb you, princess. I love you.”

I looked back into his eyes. Seeing that he showed no remorse I craved to hit him with the leather crop. But was skeptical to do so because it was to be kept for more severe wrongs of him. Then I threw his face to the floor with some effort.

I put my lips to his ears and whispered so that only he could hear, “You shall not get away with this.” Then I got up and walked to the bedside drawer and pulled out some ropes. I walked back to my baby and grabbed his hands behind his back.

He resisted, quiet unenthusiastically. I tied them together with a knot that would not easily open. Then I put the heels of my leather boots on his face and said through my teeth, “Lick this, you bitch. You will remember your place then, won’t you?”

He kept struggling under my foot. But he was in no physical position to resist my attack on his mouth. I watched with content as he put out his tongue to lick the bottom of my boots. A fire in my heart leaped up watching this big, muscular guy lying there like a pathetic dog close to begging for mercy.

The sight of my pathetic baby, kissing every inch of my boot, looking so pure and innocent yet so muscular. It made me feel things in my heart that I had never felt. He could pick me up in one go and put me right beside Kabir. Then take me again right there.

The fact that he chose to be my baby did nothing to soothe the fire that burned my heart. Once he finished licking up every inch of my boots, I pulled him up by his ears and ordered him to serve dinner immediately.

While he watched from the corner of the room, only I knew what lay in store for him the next day. But before that torture, he had to be given warmth and love. I let him sleep next to me for the night on the bed in my warm embrace.

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