Sherin hissed at me to walk half and take her arm. I did. We walked to Sherin and she began, remembering the words from movies. “Dearly beloved. We are all gathered here to witness the joining of this man and woman.” She was improvising. “Do you take this woman to be your wife, to love and cherish, in sickness or in health.” I replied I do, and Kiran, her voice almost a whisper, her eyesfighting back the tears replied she did.
“You may now kiss the bride.”
We kissed,deep and lovingly. It really felt like I was kissing a woman I loved, and I was kissing a woman I loved.
We had some champagne. And later we all went for a swin in the sea. About an hour later I saw Kiran give Sherin a look and nod. Sherin then stretched her arms and said she was going inside, Kiran too rather loudly declared it was too hot and followed her. I watched my two wives walking, their hips swaying. Reaching the door they waved for me to come.
I collected my towel and went. They were both naked, Kiran snatched the towel from me and began kissing me, her hands on my waking cock. Sherin joined us. kissing my but from behind. They lead me to the draped place both were behaving rather oddly and I couldn’t make it out. each held my arm and started kissing under it. My both arms held high, suddenly they moved with lightening speed. I heard two clicks and realized that the tall draped thing was a a wooden contraption with two chains atatchedto handcuffs. And while I was busy looking at the hands I heard two more clicks and my legs were handcuffed too. I asked them to release me, I struggled.
“I don't like this. Come on, Sherin, Kiran get me out.” They giggled like teenagers and were on bed. Fucking and kissing each other, the bitches.
Shein on the bed spread eagled, Kiran excused herelf a moment and went into the kitchen, She returned with a towel and one hand and another hidden behind her back. She used the towel to gag me. And then brought the other hand forward and took a big gulp from the wine bottle.
Oh Gid, she goes nuts when she drinks wine. She took another swig and walked to Sherin, turning her over, kissing her ass, her back, she climbed on her. She took one more gulp and still kiisng her hand moved under the carpet, she hand to chains attached to handcuffs. I struggled wanting to warm my wife who was squirming with pleasure at Kiran’s kisses. And then handcuffs slipped on her hand. Sherin tried to turn in shock, unable to turn beacuse of the handcuffs. Kiran jumped out of bed, and pulled velvet straps from underneath the bed, sitting on Sherin’s ass, she tied each leg. She pulled a towel from under the towel and gagged her too.
She jumped off not looking at eitherof us, took a swig of wine and went into the bedroom.
I was shit scared now, the anger replaced by fear. What was all this? Was she some kind of a nut. No one even knew we had come here. Was she going to kill us here. Was this last month a charade of some sick woman. Were we goingto be gang raped? I could even talk to my wife, calm her a bit. Myheart ached to see her so scared and struggling.
Kiran took nearly half an hour to return. And when I saw her, despite my fear and anger at being treated this way, my cock began to rise. She was wear black leather outfit that was made entirely of straps. Her thigh high boots covered her ankles, the leather stripes crisscrossing each other. Her but covered but with just three leather straps, one that went under the butt, another went across the ass her pussy, clean shaven pussy was exposed.
The leather stripes crisscrossed coverinf her belly and reached her breasts, pushing them up so they looked bigger than they actually were. The leather stripes crisscrossed to cover her neck partially. She was wearing a red, deep red lipstick, her facehad been made up, dark mascara on her eyelids. I had never seen her made up like this, and she looked stunning. Her hair had a wet and oily look, combed back flat to show off her forehead.
She held a box under one arm, and a horse whip in the other. The sight of the brought fearback. What was she up to? Was this just a theme or was she some kind of a sex nut? She placed the box on the bed and walked to me, using the whip she held my rising cock upwith it.
“So you like what you seeing, eh bastard?” She then turned to my wife. “See bitch? You fucking husband likes what he sees. Even when he is tied up, and his wife is crying her fucking eyes off, the bastardlikes what he sees? Want to see what is turning him on.?”
She walked over to my wife and stood by the bedside where Sherin could see her. “Like it? See how beautiful my ass looks?”
She turned to again. “But... I did not ask you to get hard. Did I? And you will only do what I ask.” She came nearer and lashed her whip on my chest, and heaven it stung. I stared her in anger. She walked and sat on a stool, her thighs wide apart.
“Listen you mother fuckers,” she said loudly.”Listen fucking carefully. From now on you are my slaves. The only purpose of your life is to do my bidding. Nothing else. In a while I am going to change your chains to something less painful, and am going to remove your gags. behave yourself and you will be spared. Fuck with me and you will wish you had never met me.”
She went to the box and took out some leather cuffs and chains She cuffed the leather restraints on my wrists and then fixed the chain to a hook. The chains were long with rings at every feet or so, she could loosen it anytime she wanted. She removed the steel hundcuffs. The chain was lonnger and I felt the stretched muscles on my shoulder relax as I brought my hands down. She went back to the box and brought out another leather outfit. A simple leather harness. She unfuffed my one feet and out one side in and the the same with the other. Strapping leather cuffs with chains to my feet too, she pulled up the leather, went behind me and tied it. Just a few leather straps crisscrossed my body. She came in front and adjusted a leather strip so it went underneath my ball and held them up. She took off the gag.
I started cursing her, my mouth dry and thirsty. “Release me you whore bitch or I will break your neck.”
She laughed, a hearty deep throated laugh. “How? With your cock you son of a bitch?” She picked up the whip. “And I told you I am your mistress now. Not your whore, not your bitch. And talk when your are not asked to and you will get punished.” She started whipping me. On the chest, on my arms, on my exposed butt. Every lash stung and yet my cock was getting rock hard.
She left me and went to my wife, sitting on her she removed the gag, pulled her head up by the hair and said. “Listen bitch, I just whipped your fucking dog because too much. And if I hear a peep from you, believe me I will shove this whip up you ass and slap you till you faint. Kapish?”
My wife nodded. “I am going to change the cuffs to something softer and turn you around. Try something funnt and you will regret it for the rest of your life.” She began to uncuff her. My wife, tears in her eyes and her voice shaking asked: “Are you going to kill us?”
“If I have to. Behave and you will not be harmed. But try to revolt,any one of you and I will cut his cock and make you cook and eat it. I will shove a knife up your ass and twistit till your insides fall out of your ass.”
“Leave her alone.” I shouted.
“See, that is exactly what I don’t want.” She picked up the whip and started whipping my wife’s ass. Sherin was screaming in pain. I called out for Kiran to stop. She looked at me. “I didn’t hear you say sorry you won’t do it again.”
I could not stand Sherin being beaten as she was. I said I am sorry I wouldn’t do it again.
“Good.” She turned to Sherin again, took out an exact replica of my dress, but smaller and gave it to her. She asked her to put it on. My wife started to pu it on and saw a dark patch under her. She had peed in fright. Kiran saw the look and said. “Don’t worry, there is rubber underneath.”
“I am not going to just keep your hands chained, okay? Don’t you try any fucking thing” She was on her knees before my wife, preventing her from looking at me. She moved away and I had the first view of my wife in her leather. She looked stunningly sexy. My hard cock was about to burst.
Kiran left her there and came to me. “Still hard eh? I want you to fuck that bitch over there. Fusk her in that virgin ass. But the way you look you are going to shoot the moment you enter her tight ass. So let me relieve you of some jiuce.”
She looked at my wife. “Want to touch this bastard don’t you. Want to suck his thick fat meat? Want it deep inside your fucking beautiful cunt? Well just let it ache for a while, today is the ass day and that is where you are going to feel it enter. Right now watch me suck the bastard off. Watch me drink his juice.” She went down on her knees and took my cock in her mouth.
