Kamal looked at her shocked to no end and frozen after realizing that Sabitri probably had a whiff about his sexcapades. This was the last thing he expected her to find out. Jitu grinned and let go of Kamal but not before slamming him against the door again.
Kamal now squatted fully on the floor holding his aching balls. He confidently said “what bullshit are you talking Sabitri??? Why would I go to anyone else when I have you”? Sabitri sat up on the bed pushing away the bedsheet and sat fully naked without a care in the world.
She grabbed her phone and played the first video where Kamal was fucking Nandini and showed the phone to him. She said “what does this look like to you? Is Nandini giving you a massage or you are giving her one in your farmhouse…”?
Kamal froze like he had been struck by a speeding truck… This was way beyond what he had ever imagined… Before he could react, Sabitri played the second video where he was fucking Pallavi and showed it again to Kamal…
This video was like the last nail in his coffin… Kamal was fumbling, out of words because he had nothing to counter this video evidence Sabitri showed. Sabitri was super happy seeing Kamal’s guilty face… She tossed the bedsheet towards Jitu which he caught.
She pointed to the chair at her dresser said “darling tie him to that chair because I don’t trust what this bastard will do after leaving from here…”. Hearing Sabitri call Jitu as “darling” in front of him felt like a knife piercing his chest.
Jitu laughed loudly and said “sounds good Baby, after all this I don’t trust this bastard either…”. Jitu pushed Kamal towards the chair and said “drop your pants to your ankles first asshole”. Kamal stammered in a defeated tone “but why my pants now”?
Jitu thundered “I want to make sure you don’t try escaping while we are busy…so just do it before…I…”. Kamal quickly unbuckled his belt before he invited more blows from Jitu. He undid the button letting his pants drop around his ankles.
Jitu pushed him backwards making him collapse on the chair only wearing a disheveled shirt with ripped off buttons and boxers… He tied Kamal’s hands behind the chair and pulled the belt tightly around Kamal’s feet and tied it in a knot.
He grinned and said “Baby now he won’t be going anywhere… Kamal looked helplessly at both of them totally resigned to the situation. Jitu pointed to his own big hard manhood and sarcastically said “let me show you what a real man like me can do to your hot and sexy wife…”.
Jitu went out and locked the main door. The silence in the bedroom where Kamal sat tied to a chair while Sabitri sat totally naked on their marital bed waiting for her lover spoke volumes… Sabitri took her phone and clicked a picture of Kamal.
Kamal meekly objected as a last attempt to save his modesty “why did you have to do that Sabitri”? She calmly replied “well Kamal, I have my own reasons… Maybe I could use it as insurance in case you try something nasty in future…”.
Sabitri looked at Jitu with her arms open and said “now come to me darling, I need you more than ever now…”. Jitu grinned and said “yes Baby, now that this asshole is out of our way, let’s continue…”. Sabitri lay on the bed with her legs spread and Jitu again got on top.