The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the city. Shobhana found herself in a familiar yet thrilling predicament. Her body was still throbbing from the afternoon’s passionate encounter with Aditya. She prepared for another night of secret pleasures.
Her husband, Raj, was away on business. Her Master had arranged for another illicit meeting, ensuring her cravings for submission and humiliation were satiated.
The study, a sanctuary of forbidden desires, welcomed Shobhana with its dim lighting and the scent of leather and musk. She entered her heart racing, knowing what awaited her.
On the large oak desk, a note lay, written in her Master’s bold script. “My eager pet, tonight you will be reminded of your place. Prepare yourself for a lesson in submission. Await my command.” Shobhana’s breath quickened as she read, her nipples hardening beneath her silk robe.
She removed her robe, revealing her naked body, a canvas of desire. Her full breasts, adorned with hardened peaks, rose and fell with each eager breath. Her hands traced her curves down to her soft, round belly and the patch of dark curls between her thighs.
Shobhana’s fingers teased her sensitive folds. But she stopped short of pleasing herself, knowing her Master’s rules. He would be the one to grant her release. Minutes felt like hours as she waited, anticipation building with each passing moment.
Finally, the door creaked open. Her Master entered, his presence dominating the room. Tall and broad-shouldered, he exuded an air of commanding authority. His dark eyes fixed on Shobhana, taking in her exposed form. A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face.
“On your knees, pet,” he commanded, his voice deep and commanding. Shobhana complied without hesitation, positioning herself before him, her hands resting on her thighs. “You’ve been a naughty wife, haven’t you? Craving the touch of another man while your husband is away.”
Shobhana’s face flushed with a mixture of shame and excitement. “Yes, Master. I can’t help but yearn for your touch, your control.”
Her Master chuckled, a low, sensual sound. “And you shall have it, my eager slut. But first, I want you to tell me about your afternoon with that older man. Did he fuck you well? Did he make you beg for his cock?”
Shobhana’s voice trembled as she confessed, “Yes, Master. Aditya fucked me senseless. He made me come with his mouth and fingers before taking me hard from behind.”
The Master’s eyes darkened with desire, and he stepped closer, running his hand through her hair. “And did you enjoy being his dirty little secret? Did you crave the forbidden?”
Shobhana nodded, her eyes downcast. “Yes, Master. I wanted him to use me, to own me. I wanted to be his submissive.”
Her Master’s hand tightened in her hair, guiding her head back and exposing her throat. “And what about your husband, Shobhana? Does he know his wife is a filthy whore, craving other men’s cocks?”
“No, Master,” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. “He thinks I’m a faithful wife, but I’m his dirty secret, longing for your command.”
Her Master released her hair and walked around the desk, taking a seat. “Come here, my pet. Show me how you please your husband. But remember, you’re doing this for me to prove your devotion.”
Shobhana approached, her movements graceful yet submissive. She positioned herself between her Master’s legs, her face level with his hardening cock. With slow, deliberate movements, she undid his belt.
She unzipped his pants, freeing his thick shaft. Her mouth watered at the sight. She leaned forward, inhaling his musky scent before taking him into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked him with skill, her tongue swirling around the head while her hand pumped the base.
Her Master groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as she deep-throated him, taking him to the back of her throat. Shobhana’s arousal grew as she pleased him, her pussy throbbing with need.
“That’s it, my good girl,” he praised, his voice thick with desire. “Suck my cock like the slut you are. Show me how you serve your Master.”
Shobhana’s eyes glanced up at him, a mixture of devotion and lust in her gaze. She quickened her pace, her mouth working feverishly, eager to please him. As she sucked, her Master’s hand reached down, gripping her hair tightly, controlling her movements.
He face-fucked her, his hips thrusting forward as he used her mouth for his pleasure. “That’s right, take it, my little whore,” he growled. “Suck my cock like you mean it. Make me cum in that pretty mouth of yours.”
Shobhana’s body trembled with excitement, her pussy dripping as she imagined the taste of his cum. She wanted to please him, to be his obedient toy. Her Master’s control over her was absolute, and she relished every moment of it.
As her Master’s breathing became more laboured, Shobhana knew he was close. She sucked harder, her lips tight around his shaft, her tongue swirling feverishly. With a loud groan, he released his load, filling her mouth with his warm, thick cum.
Shobhana swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste of him, her eyes never leaving his. “Good girl,” he praised, stroking her hair. “You’re a talented little cocksucker, Shobhana. Now, I want you to ride me, but remember, this is my show. You’ll do as I say when I say it.”
Shobhana nodded, her eyes shining with submission. She straddled his lap, positioning his hard cock at her entrance. With a nod from her Master, she slowly lowered herself, taking him deep inside her wet heat.
“Oh, yes,” he hissed, his hands gripping her hips. “Ride me, Shobhana. Show me how you fuck your husband.”
She began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm. Shobhana leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest, as she set a pace that built anticipation. Her Master’s hands explored her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, and eliciting moans of pleasure from her.
“Faster, pet,” he commanded, his voice hoarse with desire. “Ride me like you’re riding that other man. Show me how he fucks you.”
Shobhana obeyed, her movements becoming more urgent, her pussy clenching around his cock. She imagined Aditya’s thick shaft filling her, the forbidden nature of their affair heightening her arousal. Her Master’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, ensuring she fucked him with abandon.
“That’s it, take it, you filthy whore,” he growled. “Imagine you’re riding that old man’s cock while your husband is none the wiser. You’re his dirty little secret, aren’t you?”
Shobhana’s eyes rolled back as she climaxed, her pussy clenching around her Master’s cock. “Yes, Master! I’m your slut, your secret whore!”
Her Master’s hands tightened on her hips, holding her in place as he thrust up, meeting her frantic movements. “Cum for me, Shobhana. Cum while you imagine being fucked by another man!”
His words pushed her over the edge, and she cried out, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Shobhana collapsed against her Master. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps as her pussy continued to pulse around his cock.
“Now, my pet,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “I want you to clean my cock with that pretty mouth of yours. Show me how grateful you are for my attention.”
Shobhana smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She knew her Master enjoyed her submissive nature, and she relished every opportunity to please him. With a sultry look, she slid off his lap and positioned herself before him, taking his semi-hard cock into her mouth.
She sucked and licked, cleaning him thoroughly, her tongue swirling around his sensitive head.
“You’re a good girl, Shobhana,” he praised, his hand stroking her hair. “Now, go home to your husband, but remember, you belong to me. I own your body and your desires.”
Shobhana stood, her body still buzzing with pleasure and submission. She dressed, her movements graceful. With a final longing glance at her Master, she left the study. She was ready to face her husband while secretly craving her next encounter with the man who owned her body and soul.
Shobhana walked home. Her mind raced with thoughts of her Master’s control and the forbidden affair with Aditya. She felt alive. Her body buzzed with pleasure and guilt, knowing she was walking a tightrope between her desires and her marital vows.
But as she slipped into bed beside her husband, she knew that the next day would bring new adventures. New commands from her Master and a continuation of her torrid affair with Aditya.
The thought of it all made her wet with anticipation. She drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the forbidden pleasures that awaited her.
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