Behen Ko Apna BDSM Slave Banaya

Mera naam Srinivas hai. Main South ke sheher, Hyderabad, se hoon. Yeh ek asli kahani hai jo main aapko batane jaa raha hoon.

Maine apni B.Tech ki padhayi khatam kar liya tha aur Bangalore ke ek MNC mein kaam kar raha tha. Ussi samay meri behen, jo 19 saal ki thi, aur jiska naam Lakshmi hai, apni college ki padhayi karne vahan aayi thi.

Meri behen thodi sawli rang ki, lagbhag 5’2” ki thi, aur uske chote kad ke liye uske 36D boobs bahut bade lagte the. Uski body measurements thi 36-26-38. Uski gaand bhi kaafi moti aur gol aakar ki thi.

Kyunki hum dono ek hi sheher mein rehte the, aur uska college mere rehne ke jagah se bahut paas tha, toh woh mere hi apartment mein rehne lagi.

Yeh uss samay ki baat hai jab hum log already chhe mahina saath reh chuke the, aur mere behen ke semester break chalu ho gaye the.

Main shorts aur t-shirt pehen ke cricket ka match dekh raha tha, aur meri behen bahar se kirane ka samaan layi thi. Usne ek white colour ka kurta pehna hua tha aur andar uska black colour ka bra prominently dikh raha tha. Neeche usne jeans pehne the.

Maine poocha usko, “Lakshmi, kya yeh pehenke bahar gayi thi?”
“Haan, main gayi thi bahar yeh pehenke. Koi dikkat hai?” usne poocha.

“Tumhara bra dikh raha hai iss kurte mein,” main gusse se bola.

“Tumko pasand hain na mere boobs?”

Jab usne yeh bola, toh main thoda shock mein chala gaya kyunki mujhe uski figure pasand toh thi, par maine kabhi usko na bataya na hi kabhi koi signal di thi.

“Mujhe pata hai tum mere boobs bahut betaabi se dekhna chahte ho,” usne phir bola.
“Par yeh toh galat hoga,” maine protest kiya.

“Dekho, main chahti hoon, tum chahte ho, toh koi galti nahi hai. Aa jao kholke dekh lo mere boobs ko,” aaya uska jawaab.

Maine phir apni fantasy usko bola, “Thik hai, lekin…”
“Lekin kya?”
“Main tumhe apna BDSM slave banana chahta hoon.”
“Kya?” usne dar ke poocha.

“Haan, tum meri sex slave banogi!” Maine uske aankhon mein aankhe daal ke bola. Woh neeche dekh ke gehri soch mein pad gayi. Itne mein maine jaakar apne computer se ek BDSM contract print kar liya aur uske saamne rakh diya ek pen ke saath.

“Kya hai yeh, bhaiya? ”
“Yeh ek BDSM slave contract hai, jo sign ke date se chhe mahine ke liye valid hai, aur iss mein likha hai ki tum meri sex slave banke rahogi chhe mahine ke liye. Main jo bolunga, tum woh hi karoge. Sirf bedroom mein hi nahi, balki apne personal life mein bhi.”

Yeh sab sunnke woh phir ek baar gehri soch mein chali gayi aur poocha, “agar main beech mein kabhi bhi yeh contract chod doon toh?”

“Main, jo ki tumhara master kehlaunga, tumhari kaafi tasveeren kheechunga. Agar tum contract beech mein chodke gayi, toh yeh tasveere tumhare phone mein jitne bhi contacts hain, sabhi ko chale jaayenge. Aur agar contract khatam ho jayega, toh woh photos main tumhe dekar apne system se hamesha ke liye hata doonga.”

Woh thoda aur sochne ke baad boli, “Thik hai, mujhe manzoor hai.” Usne apna sign kiya, aur maine bhi kiya. Phir uske boobs pe maine zor se ek chamat maari. Woh dard ke maare chilla uthi, “itna zor se kyun maara bhaiya?”

Maine ek aur chamat maar di aur bola, “Ab se tu meri slave hai. Tu mujhe master ya sir bolke hi bulayegi.”

Uske baalon ko phir kheenchke maine phir se poocha, “Bata kaun hoon main?”

“Sir, sir, sir… Aap mere sir aur master hain. Ahhhh!”

Phir maine kaha, “Chalo, yeh toh seekh liya. Ab doosra rule, iss ghar mein tu kabhi bhi koi kapde nahi pehnegi, aur agar pehnegi, woh main bataunga ki kya pehenna hai.”

Main phir ek kainchi le aaya aur uske saare kapda phad diya. Ab woh sirf apne bra aur panty mein thi. Maine kaichi neeche phenk di aur usse bola, “Chal, ab yeh kainchi le aur apna bra aur panty khud kaat.”

Yeh sunnke woh chaunk gayi, aur ro padhi. Maine uske gaal par ek chamat maara aur usse jaldi karne ko bola.

Woh rote rote apna bra ke strap pehle kaati, phir usne apne boobs ke beech wala bra ka hissa kata, jis se woh bra neeche gir gaya. Uske nipples na zyaada bade the na chote. Bilkul perfect sa dark brown rang ka tha. Woh ro rahi thi par uske nipples bilkul pathhar ki tarah hard the.

Maine uske boobs pe ek thappad maara aur bola, “Jaldi se apni choot dikha.”
“Haan sir,” bol ke usne apne panty bhi kainchi se kaat di.

Usne apni choot kabhi bhi saaf nahi kiya tha, toh udhar baalon ka jungle jaisa ho gaya tha. Maine uske choot pe ek thappad maara aur uske nipples ko twist kar ke bola usse, “mujhe mere slaves mein kahi bhi baal nahi pasand. Iske liye tujhe punishment milega.”

Woh phir darr gayi aur boli, “Sir, nahi sir, mujhe punishment mat dijiye. Main aaj hi apni choot ke baal hata doongi.”

“Chup kar!” maine bola, “jab tak bola na jaye, tab tak apna muh bandh rakhna, iske liye toh tujhe main do baar punish karoonga.”

Woh phir chup ho gayi. Maine phir usko neeche kneel down karvaya aur uske aankhon pe ek patti bandh di. Maine phir apni pant utari aur apna saath inch ka lund bahar nikal liya. Mera lund uske naak ke paas le jakar khada ho gaya.

Usne mere lund ka smell shunghkar apna muh hata diya. Tab maine usko uske baal se dhara, aur bola, “Dekh slave, aaj se yeh hi smell aur yeh hi taste ki aadat daal le, kyunki ab se mera lund hi tera sab kuch hai. Tere dimaag mein sirf aur sirf mere lund ke baare mein khayal aane chahiye. Samjhi? ”

“Yes sir.”

“Aur haan, tu aaj se jo bhi khayegi ya piyegi uss mein mera sperm ya mera moot nahi rahega toh tu woh nahi khayegi.”
“Yes sir.”

“Yeh ho gaye tere teen basic rules. Ab saare rules repeat kar.”

“Pehla rule – aap mere sir aur master hai. Doosra rule – main wohi kapda pehnoongi jo aap bologe, aur ghar ke andar main nangi rahoongi. Teesra rule – aapka lund mera sab kuch hai, aur main aaj se jo bhi khaungi ya peeungi usme aapka sperm ya moot zaroori hai.”

“Thik hai.” Maine uski aankhon ki patti khol di aur mera lund uske muh mein bhi ghusa diya.  Apna lund se main usko deep throat karne laga aur woh saans ke liye tadapne lagi. Maine phir bhi berehmi se uska muh choda, aur usse aur pareshaan karne ke liye maine uske aankhon mein apna sperm daal diya.

Woh jalan se chillane lagi. Tab maine uske muh mein gag laga diya, aur haath baandh diye. Phir pani se uske aankh ko dho diya, aur usse vaise hi baandh ke main jaake cricket dekhne laga.

Woh bahut ummeed se mujhe dekh rahi thi aur main side mein baitha tha. Aadhe ghante baad mujhe laga ab punishments ka samay aa gaya hai. Toh maine uska gag khola aur usse bola ki tumhare aaj ke punishments ka time aa gaya hai. Tumhare do galtiyon ke liye tumhari clit pe do baar electric shock diye jayenge.

Yeh sunnke uski aankhen badi ho gayi, aur woh kuch bolne hi wali thi, par phir usne apna muh bandh kar liya. Thodi der baad usne bola, “Yes sir, iss bevakoof slave ko punish kijiye, please.”

Main jaldi se apna electro taser laya aur usse darane ke liye maine maximum level, chhe, pe laga ke usse uske jaang ke paas chalaya. Taser ki awaz sunnke woh chilla uthi.

Mujhe uska chillana bilkul pasand nahi aaya, toh maine usse ek thappad maarke bola, “Chup ho ja slut, nahi toh aur punishment milega.”

“Yes sir,” woh dheere dheere rote hue boli.

Maine uski aankhen phir achanak se dhak di ek bahut mote black colour ke kapde se, aur phir woh taser (jiska level maine ab kam kar diya tha) uske nipples me, boobs me, thighs me, aur alag alag jagah chalana laga.

Maine phir usse order diya, “Chal slut, ab bol, ‘Sir main bahut badmaash slut hoon kyunki maine apne choot ke baal saaf nahi kiye, aur phir maine aapko aapke muh pe jawab diya, mujhe maaf kar dein aur mere choot mein electric shock deke mujhe punish kare’.”

Woh thodi der chup rahi, par mere ek spanking se woh bol uthi, “Mai bahut buri ladki hoon. Maine shave nahi kiya, aur mere sir ko muh pe jawab diya. Meri inn galtiyon ke liye mujhe please meri choot mein shock deke mujhe punish karein.”

Maine taser ko teen pe lagaya, aur uske clit par bithaya. Kuch der baad jab woh thoda relax hui, tab maine button daba diya, aur woh zor zor se chillake rone lagi, “Aur nahi, sir, please! Main samajh gayi meri galti. Please sir aur nahi.”

“Maine bola tha, faltu mein muh nahi kholne ko. Ab yeh le iska punishment.” Aur maine uska muh gag kar diya. “Doosri baar ke liye tujhe hi apni choot ko shock karna hai.”

Woh protest mein apne sarr hilane lagi, par maine uske boobs pe ek aur baar shock diya, toh wohi chup chap baith gayi.

Maine taser ko maximum level pe set kiya, aur uska blindfold aur haath khol diya aur bola, “Chal slut, apni choot ko fry kar.”

Woh rote hue apni choot pe taser rakh ke ro ro kar boli, “Sorry sir, main aage se kabhi aisa nahi karoongi. Mujhe maaf kardein, please.”

Main ab bahut tang aa chuka tha, toh usko bola ki agar tune abhi apne choot ko fry nahi kiya, toh main tujhe aise hi nanga karke bahar khulle sardi mein poore raat ke liye bahar rakh doonga.

Usne yeh suna, aur phir suddenly usne daba diya. “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” zor zor se chillake rone lagi aur taser ko haath se gira diya.

Main ne uske boobs pe zor zor se thappad maare aur uske nipple par clips laga diye. Phir maine usse kaha, “Chal slut, ab bol kya seekha tune aaj.”

“Sir, maine aaj apne teen rules seekhe, aur yeh jaana ki slave ko hamesha apne choot ke baal saaf rakhne chahiye. Aur yeh bhi seekha ki jab tak kaha na jaye tab tak muh nahi kholna hota hai.”

“Very good,” yeh bolte hue maine uske saare bondage khol diya, aur ek thappad maarke bola, “Chal slut, tere paas ek ghanta hai. Tujhe apne choot ko shave karna hai, aur aaj raat ka khaana bhi pakana hai. Aur apne boobs ke clips ko galti se bhi mat kholna.”

Ye sunnke woh jaldi se bathroom ki taraf bhaag gayi, aur phir jab woh shaving cream laga rahi thi, toh main wahan chala gaya aur usko mere moot ek glass ka diya aur bola, “apna kaam karne se pehle mera gaand saaf kar apne muh se, aur phir ye moot peena.”

Pehle woh thoda na bol rahi thi, par jab maine usko taser dikhaya toh usne jaldi se apna muh mere gaand mein ghusa diya. Kuch der baad main hat gaya, aur usne mera moot bhi pee liya. Ab main bahar wait kar raha tha ki kab woh waapas aaye.

Woh bathroom se nikli, toh uske aankhon ke neeche se pairon tak ek bhi baal nahi tha. Main thodi der ke liye usse dekhta raha par phir samabhal gaya. Main ek vibrating dildo aur ek chastity belt laya aur uske choot mein usse baandh diya.

“Chal, jaa kitchen mein, dekh kya rahi hai?” Aur woh kitchen ki taraf bhaag gayi. Ek ghante baad usne kaha ki dinner ready hai.

Main check karne gaya. Jab uska chastity belt aur dildo nikala, toh dekha ki usne kam se kam teen baar cum kiya tha, aur uski choot buri tarah se phool gayi thi. Main gusse se poocha “Tune kitne baar cum kiya?”

Woh sharmate hue boli, “Paanch baar, sir.”
Mujhe yeh sunnke bahut gussa aaya aur usko spank karte huye bola, “Tera poora body mera hai. Tu meri property hai! Bina permission ke cum kaise kiya tune, slut? Iske punishment mein tujhe ab se kal subah tere college pahunchne tak bathroom jaana allowed nahi hai!”

Woh kuch bolne jaa rahi thi par phir bas itna hi bola “Yes sir, main bahut bevakoof hoon aur mujhe punish karne ka shukria.”

Khaane ke liye usse maine apne pair ke paas bithaya aur jab main khaa raha tha tab woh mujhe blowjob de rahi thi. Jab mera khaana khatam hua, main tab cum karne hi wala tha aur maine apne sperm ko uske khaane ke plate mein daal diya.

“Jaldi se khaa le aur phir sab saaf karke bedroom pe aa. Tujhe ab main apni poori rakhael banaunga. Aur collar pehenaunga.”
“Yes sir.”

Woh jab bedroom mein aayi toh bas nangi thi, nipple mein clips ke saath. Usko maine pehle aankhon pe patti baandhi, phir uske haathon pe cuffs baandhe, pairon pe cuffs baandhe aur uske pairon ke cuffs se ek spreader bandhi.

Usko phirse kneel karwaya aur usko deep throat karne laga. Zor zor se apna lund chalane laga, par sperm nahi nikalne diya. Ab maine uski aankhon ke patti kholi aur usse bed par baandh diya. Usko bahut zor se hoton pe kiss kiya aur phir uske choot ko ab main apne lund se upar upar se chalane laga.

“Sir, aise chidhayiye mat!”
“Jab tak tu bheek nahi mangti is lund ke liye, tab tak yeh hi chalega.”

“Sir, please, iss bekaar, bevakoof slave slut ko apne iss mote, bade lund se chod dijiye. Sir, please!”

“Ye le!” Maine badi berehmi se usko choda. Uska choot andar se aur garam hota jaa raha tha, aur woh cum karne ka permission mangi, toh maine usse teen baar rok ke permission nahi di. Chauthi baar jab woh permission maangi toh main bhi cum karne waale tha.

“Thik hai, slut, cum kar. Main bhi tere andar karoonga.”
“Nahi sir, mere… Ahhhhhhh… Main cum kar rahi hoon! Main cum kar rahi hoon, sir! Mere… andar… mat cum… kijiye…please!”

“Maine bhi cum kar diya hai.”
“Thank you sir, thank you very much.”

“Chal slave, tujhe collar pehnate hain.”
“Yes sir.”

Woh thodi dukhi thi toh maine poocha, “Kya hua?”
“Sir, agar baccha ho gaya toh?”

“Nahi hoga! Maine uska dhyaan rakh liya hai. Chal ab uth aur kneel kar.”

Woh bistar se aayi aur kneel ho gayi. Uske nipple ke clips maine nikala aur uske gale mein ek sundar sa collar laga ke bola, “Ab tu sirf aur sirf meri slave hai.”
“Yes sir, main sirf aapki slave hoon.”