The Saga of the Slavery Life Of an Indian Cuckold

I was at work for about an hour now. I had just dictated some letters for my secretary to type. When I turned to my computer screen, I saw that I had just received a new email. This was from Pavitra's office (we would communicate often during the day when at work). I opened it.

Dear cuckold,

Saladin asked me that, from now on, I keep you informed about our sex together. He told me to send you this email for starters. I am pleased to obey him and to oblige.

This morning, at breakfast, you complimented me on my green saree, remember? Well, I was, and still am, not wearing panties under, at Saladin's request.

As you know, I drove the Escalade to the university, with Saladin seating beside me. On our way, he had his left hand at the junction of my lower belly and thigh, caressing me and sometimes teasing my pussy and clit. I was on a real high, and really enjoyed the traffic stalls!



Took me near sea shore far away from Mumbai city Uncrowded area After going there he asked me to undress first I followed my boyfriend's order I undressed then he took mobile phone and took pictures of me naked in different positions

I saw that he intended to take pictures, and this excited me very much. He then unzipped his pants, and asked me to put a condom on his gorgeous big cock, after which, knowing very well his intentions, his penis, facing me. He then began to fuck me. I got very excited. We kissed torridly. Thanks to the tinted glasses, there was no chance that anybody could see us. His huge cock was deep in me and I was moaning like a bitch in heat. After several minutes of this hot fucking, I was about to come; my head was lying sideways on his shoulder and I was whispering naughty things in his ear. Suddenly, he lifted me and asked me to remove the condom and kneel down in front of him, between his spread thighs, and to suck him as he was about to cum.

In a matter of seconds, his cum spurted in and around my mouth. I tried to take his cock out of my mouth but he asked me to gulp it all and to clean his cock thoroughly with my tongue and lips, saying that his semen must not be wasted. You will see attached two pictures that Saladin took at that moment.

After having cleaned my face and arranging myself, I followed Saladin out of the vehicle and we went to the office.

I will register Saladin at the Kovalam Kerala convention right after this email. We will stay late at the office today, as he has to prepare the presentation he will make at the convention, and for my part, my address in plenary session. We have no time to waste as this will be in less than two weeks. I should be home in the mid-evening. If I'm not too tired, we might have time then to talk a little about the new direction our life will obviously take from now on.

You certainly noticed that I used blunt, four-letter words in my email, words that we never used together since we married. I could not help using those words for the simple reason that I feel slutty, a feeling that I never experienced in my whole life until now. I feel so fulfilled and enthralled, and I know that it's only the beginning...

With tender love.

Pavitra

After reading this, I was almost breathless. My heart was beating like mad and my dickette was pulsating. This was a most astonishing and quite arousing confession, but what had struck me upfront was the blunt "Dear cuckold". I had mixed feelings; I was not expecting that. Curiously however, this excited me. I was so eager to talk to my wife in the evening.

A knock on the door of my office brought me back to reality. From that moment on, I plunged into work for the whole day, without forgetting to send a brief reply to Pavitra as soon as I had the chance:

My beloved wife,

Thank you very much for your email. I can't wait to see you tonight. Please extend my most respectful regards to Saladin.

Your loving (here I was shivering ...) cuckold

After sending my email to Pavitra, I forwarded both emails to my home office computer, as I wanted to read Pavitra's email and my reply again tonight and keep them as souvenirs of this landmark in our life. I also excitedly looked again and again at the attached pictures... On one of the pictures, there was my dear wife, a demure, classy middle-aged professional married lady, sucking a thick black penis oozing sperm in and around her wide open mouth. I could see her eyes up, looking at her lover. The second picture showed Pavitra's face with her mouth wide open and her tongue covered with Saladin's sperm, ready to swallow it. I made sure to delete the emails on my computer at work.

It was a hectic day, as usual, but I had much trouble keeping concentrated on the work, my mind constantly running. Luckily, my CMD workload brought me back on track; I had a meeting with the executive council in the morning and one with the vice presidents in the afternoon.

I was back home a little after 6:00 p.m. As usual, I took a shower and went into the pool. After that, I changed and had a glass of scotch. I tried to keep myself busy in my home office with some work that I had taken with me. But this was almost impossible. I kept reading Pavitra's email and looking at the astonishing picture of her worshipping her black muslim lover's large penis. My mind was constantly bringing me back to Pavitra and Saladin, wondering in what way our relationship would evolve.

When Pavitra finally got home, it was a little before 8:00 p.m. I met her in the kitchen. "What a beautiful woman Saladin has," I thought to myself, looking at her in her green saree.

"Hi cuckold," Pavitra said, kissing me on the cheeks. "How was your day?" she asked with a grin on her face.

"Well, as you can guess, honey, I had quite a rough time keeping concentrated on my tasks," I answered, still struck by the way she had called me. "I notice that you now call me 'cuckold', jannu. We never used that language before, when you had your affairs with you previous Young lovers. Are you going to call me this way from now on?"

"Yes, cucky. Saladin asked me to do so, and I find it appropriate," Pavitra said. "After all, this refers to reality, doesn't it? Isn't it the way you should be called? Tell me.... Saladin and I are so much in the same frame of mind, it's amazing! From now on, we will call you by the names that best describe you, such as 'cuckold', 'cucky', 'useless,bitch boy', etc."

"I can't help but notice that your bond with Saladin is tightening, sweetheart," I remarked. "I am happy for you as, like you know, your happiness is what is important to me. However, this comes rather suddenly and unexpectedly."

"I can understand your feelings, dear Ravi," Pavitra replied. "As a matter of fact, I'm still trying to recover from the last couple of days. It has been like a dream. I pinch myself, wondering if it's just a fairy tale. I don't want to make you sad, Ravi, but I never fell in love the way I did with Saladin. I've been struck just like it was lightning."

Obviously, I had no choice but to accept this new reality, to accept the hard fact, that I have been the one who had lead my wife to extramarital relationships in the first place. And now, reality was here, knocking at the door...

We went to our bedroom. "Now undress me, cucky," Pavitra asked with an assertive voice that I had almost never heard since the beginning of our married life. Pavitra was as much the submissive type as I was, but this was taking another twist. She was becoming authoritarian with me but she was obviously submissive with her lover, eager to respond to his wishes and whims and to be controlled and owned by him.

I proceeded to undress her right away, with great pleasure and expectation. I unhook the back of her green saree and blouse and found out that she was stark naked under, exposing her beautiful body, still firm for her age, with her breasts sagging just enough to make them desirable. She could compete with any younger female with respect to her legs, which were beautifully slender and sexy. She removed her medium-heeled shoes, climbed on the edge of the bed and positioned herself on all four, her thighs spread white apart, exposing her rear end without any embarrassment. She was certainly not lying in her email this morning... she was like a bitch in heat.

"Saladin has given me a wonderful gift tonight, cuckold," she said. "He introduced me to anal fuck, something that you had asked me to try long ago but which I always refused to experiment, remember? But with Saladin it's so different. He told me that he would not hurt me, that he would do it slowly and gently, that he wanted to own me completely and, for that reason, I had to offer him all my holes. This last comment on his part made me literally drool, cucky. He filled me up completely, that was an awesome experience. I could feel his sperm pulsating in my Ass. I can't wait to repeat it."

"Mmmmmm, Pavitra darling, this makes me hard, you know," I said, looking at her wide open Ass, Pavitra spreading her ass cheeks apart with her hands. "I'm so happy that Saladin could convince you to discover this new aspect of your sexuality despite the disgust that you have always shown for it with me."

"Well, my dear cuckold, Saladin is such a wonderful lover, very experienced and skilful. Quite different from you," Pavitra said in an asserted voice, testing my acceptance of this humiliation.

"Yes, Pavitra, I'm certainly not anywhere close to Saladin. This is a wonderful turning point in your life, and I'm so happy. You deserve that," I commented, with a lift in my voice.

"I'm glad that you react this way, cucky Ravi," Pavitra added, still on all four on the bed. "It's only the beginning, as I don't intend to live without my Sultan. His cum is still oozing from my Ass. He asked me to come back home without wiping any of it as he wanted you to clean it up. He likes you and he offers you this as the reward to a good little cuckold. Now, wipe my crack and Ass with your fingers and suck them carefully. The semen of a real man must not be waisted, as I told you in my email this morning."

"Mmmmmm, honey, Saladin is so generous!" I said with a voice betraying my great emotion. I then immediately touched Pavitra's Ass with one hand and began to clean her and to suck her lover's semen on my fingers. The taste of it was salty with a creamy texture. And, to my surprise, I liked it.

"Saladin said that you may also ensure that the cleaning is thorough directly with your tongue and lips on my Ass," Pavitra added. I was more than happy to oblige. Approaching my nose and mouth, it was like approaching Saladin's penis close. This had a very sensual effect. Pavitra reacted to my licking with loud moans, which was a great blessing and reward for me.

"I'll go take a shower," Pavitra said when she felt like it was enough. "Throw my dress in the laundry chute and undo the bed. It's late and I'll be quite busy tomorrow."

"Darling, I'm so happy to see you back in our bed, even though we're chaste," I told her with a shy smile.

"By the way, we will talk about your chastity later, dear Ravi," Pavitra replied. "I had thoughts about that today but didn't have time to talk to Saladin about it yet. Let's put this subject aside for now. This will be a welcome rest, cuckold," Pavitra concluded before heading to the bathroom.

When in bed, we discussed in the dark about the new direction our life was taking. We were both thrilled but I had secret apprehensions, wondering about my future. Would I be left over? And if not, what would be my role in this new cuckold lifestyle that looked very promising for Pavitra? It was already obvious that she and her lover were entering into a long term relationship.

"I need to sleep now, sweet cuckold," Pavitra said before giving me a light kiss on a cheek. "Have a good night."

"Good night, honey. I wish you great dreams this time again," I said.

***

Several days had passed. Pavitra and Saladin were at the annual convention of the Historical Society of india in Kovalam Kerala.



" As-Salamu-Alaykum,

Master Saladin. I hope I'm not disturbing You," I said, knowing that He could certainly feel the nervousness seeping through my voice.

"Hi cuckold," Saladin replied. "I'm happy that you called. I appreciate this initiative of yours."

"I'm very happy that I finally was able to express my submission, Master Saladin..."

"Very well, cuckold. I'm very touched by your courage and honesty, two qualities very worthy to a muslim man. Talking about this, you know that I'm introducing my Pavitra to the islamic faith and the Quran. She came with me at the mosque today, as we are on Friday. We separated at the entrance, her going into the women's prayer hall; someone lent her a prayer dress. When we met again, she put her shoes back on and shared her feelings. She was enthralled and asked me to teach her more. Every day, we are getting closer in several ways, including this one."

"The deep physical and spiritual bond that You and Pavitra are forgoing makes me very happy, Master Saladin. I'm glad that Pavitra finally found her true way to real happiness and fulfillment, thanks to You, Master Saladin. I'm very grateful that she belongs to You... And... huh... I want You to know... uhh... I wonder... I want You to know that I, too' belong to You, Sultan..."

"Hmmmm... You two belong to me now, especially my Pavitra. In fact, cuckold, you belong to me and Pavitra now. We had time to discuss and we have plans, many plans for us and... for you."

"Please Master Saladin, can You give me more details... pleaassse?"

"Not now, cuckold. We will tell you when we're back. By the way, we'll extend our trip for two days. We have to go shopping for my Pavitra. I expect you to meet us at the airport on Tuesday. Check our flight arrival time on the web."

"Yes, Sultan, with great pleasure. I'll ask Aisha to prepare a special meal. I would like to offer champagne to celebrate Your return."

"Good idea, Bitch boy. I'm looking forward to seeing you again soon. So, see you on Tuesday, cucky."

"Thank You, Sultan, for having taken time to talk with me. Oh... I wanted to tell You one last thing... I also thought about some plans. I can't wait to tell You, Sultan."

"Very nice, cucky. I like that you anticipate. We will discuss that on Tuesday night," Saladin concluded, before hanging up.

I was almost fainting with overwhelming lust. Pavitra had emailed me from Kovalam earlier on that day, giving me an advanced briefing about that call. She wanted me to phone Saladin on his cell and to call Him "Master" upfront, as a testimony of my submission to Him.

I could see that Saladin was having a major influence on my wife. The most amazing aspect is that all this had happened in such a short period of time. Of course, the fact that Pavitra was almost as submissive as me explained most of that fast pace. Obviously, a new page had just turned in our cuckold couple life. And my feeling was that there would be no coming back.

As a matter of fact, those days that I spent alone while Pavitra and Saladin were away gave me an opportunity to take stock of the situation. And that was not easy. I was constantly balancing between concerns about the future of our marriage life and excitement about the opportunities to indulge in my innermost inclinations that Pavitra's affair was providing. Would I be ready to make my long-time fantasies reality? And if yes, would I be willing to let that reality lead me into unknown territory? I had to admit that all this was going to change our lives, my life, forever.

I am very surprised that my wife Pavitra Sharma, who has performed many pujas and practised Hindu religious beliefs without fail, will convert to Islam, even a woman born in a Brahmin caste.



However, my true love for Pavitra and my deep-rooted submissive nature were constantly enticing me to pursue that extraordinary journey, wherever it would lead me...

The next Tuesday afternoon at the airport, my whole body was shivering when I saw them coming toward me in the arrival concourse. Holding hands and laughing, they were walking at a relaxed pace. And I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Pavitra at closer range. She was so much different. "My god, what happened to her!" I asked myself.

The lady who was with Saladin was indeed my wife but I'm not sure that I would have recognized her in a crowd on a sidewalk. She was wearing a floor-length navy blue dress that was covering her entire body, except her face, hands and feet, and a scarf that was covering her head. There is no sidoor on the face, but there is a gold nose ring the nose ring looks very sexy.

"Hi Bich boy, how do you like my new look?" Pavitra asked with a wide smile before giving me two gentle kisses on the cheeks, like she would do with anyone else that she knew. "This is an abaya, the common dress of muslim women. We bought it yesterday. I'll explain you at home."

But it was not her only transformation: she was walking bare feet in a pair of thong sandals and adorning a subtle, albeit slightly sexy, makeup, with red lipstick and long eyelashes. I noticed a diamond ring on one of Pavitra's toes. She was stunningly classy, elegant and sensual at the same time, without being slutty-looking of course, given the full-length, modest dress she was wearing. Nevertheless, she was very feminine and, together, Saladin and her were the perfect interracial couple.

"I'm glad that you responded to my request to pick us up, even in the middle of your CMD workday, cuckold," Saladin added. "Nice to see you again."

"I'm so happy that You are both back in City, Sultan," I replied, already mentally prepared to be his subservient.

After a few minutes, their luggage was on the carousel. They asked me to take care of that. I noticed that they had an extra suitcase that they didn't have when they left.

While driving home, I could see them in the back of the Mercedez through the mirror. Pavitra was almost like a whore in heat, French-kissing her lover in a tight embrace.

When we arrived home, they got out of the car and asked me to handle the luggage. First, I hurried to open the front door for them. Soon enough, Aisha came to welcome them. Sure enough, she was as stunned as I had been at Pavitra's new look. Clever as she is, she certainly knew right away that my wife was definitely under the spell of a powerful, assertive man, who had changed her so much in so short a time. Despite her age, she had an understanding attitude, especially given that Pavitra's lover was of her race. After kissing them, she went back to the kitchen to finish preparing the supper.

"Please bring our luggage in the main bedroom, cucky," Pavitra told me with a friendly voice. I was wondering if Aisha had heard Pavitra calling me that humiliating way...

About an hour later, we were sitting at the small glass patio table. At my request, Aisha had brought the ice bucket with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. I popped the bottle open, filled the glasses and said "Let's drink to Master Saladin, to you my dear Pavitra and to our emerging relationship!"

"Cheers!" we said in unison.

After finishing the champagne and having our meal, we were chatting leisurely, Saladin and Pavitra both sitting on the patio loveseat and me in an assorted armchair. The evening was now well underway, and the food and wine were having a softening effect on us. Aisha had retired to her room for the night. Under the patio soft lighting, the cozy atmosphere was conductive to confidence, and we were sharing in an open, civilized and convivial way. All this helping, I decided to finally share what had been flooding my mind during the last few days following my phone call to Saladin.

"I wanted to tell You... hmmm... when You were away, I had a lot of time to think... As You may guess..." I said hesitantly. "I want to offer You, Master Saladin, to come live with us. This will have many advantages, such as being closer to your Ph.D. when you need support in your scholar work, but most importantly, you won't have to worry about the rent and food, You'll be having Pavitra with you every night and you'll be in total control as my Sultan. From now on, this can be your house, your home. As you please, my Master."

"

Our Sulthan," Pavitra added with a soft, highly emotive voice.

The two lovers looked at each other with a grin. Knowing that Pavitra was more than happy to hear my proposal, Master Saladin was a true gentleman in his comment, as usual: "Cuckold, this is very generous of you, and I appreciate it very much. I accept your proposal with great pleasure."

"Of course I am being selfish in this matter, having dreamed for a long time that Pavitra could at last find the real man she deserves and having strived to submit to this man as Pavitra's cuckold," I added. "Furthermore, I think that it would be most appropriate if you two take the master bedroom and I take the guestroom as of now. We can go to your room on the campus tomorrow after work to take all your belongings. And, don't worry, I'll pay any penalty that might be due in the case of an early departure before the end of the lease."

Pavitra got up, came to me in her beautiful abaya and hugged me tenderly: "You're such a lovely cuckold. I love you... the way you deserve... as my cuckold."

"Now is my turn to confess," Pavitra said, after going back beside her lover. "I intend to convert to the Islamic faith. As much I fell head over heels in love with Saladin, as much I feel the irresistible call of Saladin's faith. The more time passes, the more I adhere to the prescriptions and precepts of the Quran which perfectly correspond to my immense desire to submit to my finally found Man and to obey Him in every way. I agree perfectly with the idea of being a humble, obedient and modestly dressed woman in public as a sign of respect and faithfulness for my one and only Man, although I might be the exact opposite -- even slutty and sultry in private -- if He so wishes. I know deep down that this is my way of life, my destiny."

"Oh, Pavitrahhhh!!!! You are so deliciously honest! What you just said, I agree completely with!" was my immediate reaction -- another physical reaction of mine not being so visible under my pants. "But what will be the conversion process, dear you?"

"Saladin and I discussed the matter," Pavitra replied. "Saladin will talk to the imam who's heading the mosque near the university and tell him about my intention. Then I'll most likely meet the imam alone a few times; he will want to make sure that I am progressing well on the path of the Islamic faith and that it's not just a fad, not just because of my love for Saladin. Later on, the imam will most probably want to meet us together and discuss. You know, in Kovalam, I'm the one who asked Saladin to instruct me every evening about the Quran. He never forced me."

"Oh, I see. Very well... Please keep me posted on the progress of things," I added. "You have my complete approval, even though I'm perfectly aware that I'm not in a position to approve or disapprove your actions."

"Indeed, cuckold... who is in charge here?" Pavitra said.

"Master Saladin is in charge, jannu," I replied without any hesitation. I could see the quiet and confident reaction in the eyes of Pavitra's lover.

"You are absolutely right, cuckold," Pavitra concluded. "We'll keep you informed nevertheless."

"I thought of something else during Your absence...," I added. "As you know, sweetheart, My company's pharmaceutical business is limited to North America and Western Europe countries. However, we want to expand with the same type of Exports in the Eastern world, that is in Eastern Europe and the Middle East. We are in the process of creating a new division that will cover those parts of the world. There is an immense potential there, especially with the expansion of islamic customers"

I carried on, now with a humble look toward Master Saladin: "You know, this idea came up to my mind... I think that You would be an excellent candidate for the vice president position in charge of this new division... Your background in business management and Your Ph.D., as well as the fact that You are fluent in three languages, and not the least Arabic, are definite assets. I could push Your case with the executive council if You want. What do You think, Master Saladin?"

"Mmmm, it's definitely an appealing proposal, cuckold!" Saladin replied. "I'm certainly interested, given that I'll get my Ph.D. in the very near future. I want to tell you that I highly appreciate what you have done for me so far. Your desire and willingness to please me and Pavitra is quite commendable. Please proceed with this. Of course, I'll get prepared, with your kind assistance. Thank you, cuckold."

"Of course, there will be at least one interview with the board, as there will most likely be other candidates," I commented. "But I'll brief You thoroughly during the whole process. In any case, Your odds are very good, Master Saladin."

"I want you to know that your open mind about Pavitra's relationship with me, your obvious desire to pave her the way to happiness and fulfillment and your ready submissiveness will bring you great rewards," said Saladin. "You will be allowed to be part of our special triad in your cuckold role. For example, you will certainly be able to watch and listen... when we see fit, and also to assist Pavitra in pleasing and obeying me, such as pampering and preparing her. There is room for great intimacy in this special relationship as you can guess. And, most importantly, you will be observing the evolution of your dear wife, her blooming in all aspects of her life, social, religious, and sexual. A great new world is opening to you, cuckold, as much as to my Pavitra -- as you have already seen -- and, for that matter, to myself."

"Mmmm... Master Saladin... You're so generous and understanding!" I said in a trembling voice filled with a mix of emotions. "You undoubtedly know that my only wish is that Pavitra be happy; she certainly deserves it. My dream is now reality: she found the real man of her life, a true gentleman, a true powerful, authoritative man who can lead her to the blossoming of all her inner aspirations. Thank You for being who You are, Master Saladin. Thank You for loving and training Pavitra. Thank You for keeping me part of Your beautiful love relationship!"

All the while, lust was invading Pavitra: her eyes were closed, and she was leaning lovingly on Saladin, with her legs bended sideways on the loveseat after having removed her thong sandals. She looked adorable in her elegant abaya. They looked at each other and exchanged a deep French kiss, oblivious to my presence.

"Mmmmmm... cuckold, I love this testimony of obedience and submission to my King," said Pavitra in a low voice after their hot wet kiss.

"My love, I would like to give a first little reward to your cuckold..." Saladin said with his usual calm voice. "Please undress and show yourself to us."

Pavitra was in an obvious sensual mood as she readily got up and began to remove her

abaya

lasciviously but a little clumsily as she was not quite used yet to this type of clothing. I soon found out that she was stark naked under her dress. She was beautiful... flourishing already... She was not shy at all, walking lasciviously, showing me -- and her lover -- her sexy pussy bump was fully shaved, as well as her armpits wow it looks very sexy if they permit

iam ready to lick her armpits and pussy bump."Now, show him what you got, darling," Saladin said.

Pavitra then took position on all four on the patio tiles, presenting us her rear end, her thighs spread wide. I immediately saw that her rectum was adorning a beautiful pink round diamond-like ornament that I had never seen anywhere before. This was holding tight in her back hole, and I suddenly realized that she had it inside her since they had left Kovalam.

"This is a butt plug, it's called a rosebud, cuckold," Saladin explained. "Pavitra will wear it for as long as I decide, which will be almost at all times. Of course, she will remove it to attend to her body needs or whenever I want. She's very fond of it now, you know, cuckold... You can see by yourself... go remove the plug, very slowly, this will give her much pleasure... Don't caress her... just concentrate on removing the plug ..."

I almost fainted in my armchair but I managed to get up, go to Pavitra and kneel down. I took care to position myself so that Master Saladin could see clearly. I took the protruding diamond-like end with two fingers and slowly, very slowly, began to take it out. Pavitra was moaning in a low voice, obviously loving it. This was a beautifully designed ornament. There was a short stainless steel rod extending into to a larger bulging part inside the rectum; this enabled the whole plug to remain in place without coming out. I finally removed it entirely very slowly, seeing Pavitra's ass rim expand quite wide.

Once I had the whole toy in my hand, Master Saladin ordered me to suck and lick it clean with my mouth and tongue and to put it back in as slowly as I had removed it. Pavitra was still moaning and panting, still on all four with her ass up high, her back arched.

I did exactly what Saladin had said. He then told Pavitra to get up and come by him on the loveseat. They kissed again passionately. Next, he asked Pavitra to sit with her thighs wide apart and her feet on the edge of the seat, exposing her pussy.

"Now, cuckold, come and worship my lover's feet and toes," Saladin demanded. I was stunned by that unexpected request. I was grateful within to Master Saladin for this however, as this gave me the chance to do something that I had wanted to do before but was always refused as a sick perversion. But now, under the spell of her lover, she had no objection. I kneeled down in front of Pavitra, which gave me the opportunity to have a close look to her hair -- and moist -- pussy. Then Saladin began to finger her skillfully, making her moan with lust. "Go, cuckold, worship her toes," he said. Which I set to do, gently kissing and sucking her red-painted toes, including the one with the expensive diamond ring.

Noticing that, Saladin confided: "I bought this to my Pavitra as a sort of engagement ring." This had the effect of a bombshell on me. My mind raced at the implications of what he had just said. But I resumed my gentle, amorous, sucking, nibbling and licking, making sure not to miss any part, including between her lovely toes. Pavitra's excitement was building up as her lover kept moving his fingers on her clitoris and vagina lips, entering her hole every now and then. She was now panting and groaning quite loud, and finally came, almost screaming. I had never seen Pavitra come like that before. She then covered my face with her two feet, her eyes closed, and then lightly, but firmly, pushed my head backward, meaning "get off now".

After some moments of relief and rest for Pavitra, Saladin said that he wanted to go to bed, as the day had been quite taxing for both of them. "My King, please take me to our room," Pavitra asked with a begging voice. He took her in His powerful arms and they left for their room -- the master bedroom. I followed them in the hallway. Before entering their room, Pavitra told me: "Cucky, could you call the university tomorrow morning and tell them that I won't be in? I have no course to give tomorrow anyway. My Master and I will stay here."

"Yes jannu, I'll do that," I answered. "I hope you both have a good night."

"Good night, cuckold," Saladin said.