Indian wife is held hostage and ravaged by the CEO

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My wife sits on the staff of the Chairman of the Board… “Spread your legs, raandi.” My boss, Mr. Sarun commanded in an authoritative voice. As a multi-millionaire CEO, he was someone who was used to being obeyed at once.

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“Yes, Sirjee.” My wife Vidya complied immediately. Vidya, being a regular gym going woman, had great, shapely legs that she now spread obediently. If being called a prostitute, or “raandi”, disturbed her, she never showed it. Mr. Sarun climbed on top of her and positioned himself. With a grunt, he plunged into her.

“Oh! Oh!” My wife Vidya’s mouth shaped into a round “O” as my boss pushed his giant cock deep into her.

“What a tight cunt you have, bitch.” Mr. Sarun told her. “Fuck! You are a great lay, you bimbo!”

“OOOOH!! UNGGHHH!!” Vidya grunted as my boss pushed himself deeper and deeper into her cavity. “Th-th–thank you … Sirjee.”

I watched, my head hanging with shame, as my own boss rocked to and fro against my dear wife, in my presence. Anger, jealousy, vengefulness — that’s what you would think a man would feel when he saw his dear wife get taken — get fucked –by another man. And yet here I was, watching Vidya cuckold me (again), and feeling myself getting aroused. I watched as Vidya arched her back, her eyes now shut, and clearly she was in the throes of yet another orgasm. My boss continued to hump her.

“Oh. My. God.” Vidya panted as Mr. Sarun continued to pummel her. “Oh, Sirjee! Your cock … it’s so deep in me. No one has ever fucked me the way you do, Sirjee!”

“Ha!” Mr. Sarun laughed and cast a pitiful glance at me. “Not even your husband!”

“I …” Vidya hesitated. Ever the dutiful wife, she didn’t want to put me down. Mr. Sarun simply raised his hand and calmly, powerfully, struck her cheek. Twice.

SLAP!

SLAP!

“Answer me, slut,” Mr. Sarun hissed, “Or I will pull out now, lundchoos!”

“No! No! Sirjee! Please don’t!” Vidya panted. “Yes, Sirjee! My husband doesn’t fill me up like you do. He never did, Sirjee!”

“Yes!” Mr. Sarun grunted. “You are a first class whore, Vidya. You just needed to spend some quality time with a real man who knows how to fuck you right and make you moan and cum like the raandi that you are.”

“Aaaaah. Aaaaah. UNGHH!! UNGHH!! Yes, Sirjee! AAAAH! UNGHH!!”

SLAP!

SLAP!

Mr. Sarun slapped her again. Hard.

“Next time, randi,” He said, “Don’t delay in answering my question.”

“Yes, Sirjee. I am sorry, Sirjee.”

SLAP!

SLAP!

“Get ready, slut.” He harshly barked at her. “I am going to cum.”

“Yes, Sirjee.” Ever the dutiful slut, my wife Vidya readied herself as Mr. Sarun’s buttocks tightened in anticipation of his climax. His back clenched, and his face contorted as he started to dump his virile seed into my wife. I watched as yet another man pumped his semen into my wife’s nether regions. I had lost count of the number of men who had fucked my wife bareback by now.

Even after he came (and came and came) into her unprotected womb, Mr. Sarun just remained inside her, entrenched, and continued to kiss and caress her. Vidya too continued to hug and return his smooches and let him play with her milky breasts until he was hard again. Clearly my boss wasn’t finished with her, and wouldn’t be for a long time.

Soon, ten minutes later, he was hard again! He switched positions so that he was now on the bottom and Vidya was riding him like a cowgirl.

His hands reached up to play with her full-size tits. Vidya was impaled on his huge spear and I could see that she loved it. Her nipples were hard and erect, there was a light sweat on her brow, and her breathing was fast and shallow.

“Hey, Rajesh!” My boss called out to me as my wife continued to ride him. “Like what you see?”

“Er … yes, Sir.” I meekly replied.

My boss, the Chairman of the Board and the CEO of my company, was getting ready to cum again. He pinched her nipples, and obediently Vidya opened her mouth and leaned forward, letting my boss French kiss her and poke his tongue into her. With a deep, throaty groan he started to empty his balls into my wife, filling her with yet another load.

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