The Cuckold Couple

Priya supervised Sharada and Srinath in the kitchen as they cut up a potato into fine little rectangular pieces and poured it into the curry boiling over the stove. “That smells very nice. Here, let me have a taste,” Priya said. Sharada picked up a spoon and offered a sampling of the curry they were preparing to her Mistress. “That’s not bad at all! It’s almost worth keeping you guys alive for your culinary skills. Now serve this to me and Rahul.”

“We don’t get to eat?” Sharada asked.

“No way in hell.”

“Why not, Priya?” Srinath asked. “How will we work for you if we don’t get any food?”

“Hello! Flash news!” Priya said. “I don’t care if either one of you drop dead right here. You’re both slaves, nothing but obsessive ex-partners holding on to us for things that are never going to happen.” The cuckolds looked down in fear. “As long as you’re going to stick around, your life is nothing but punishment, is that understood?”

This is your dinner!

“I’m sorry,” Srinath bowed down and continued the cooking.

“That’s right. I will arrange to keep you alive as long as I want you alive. Now cook our dinner and serve us, quickly!”

He went over to the cupboard and took out a packet of wheat. “I will use this to make the rotis,” he said to Priya, who was still glaring at him.

“Go ahead!” Priya said.

Minutes later, the cuckold couple brought over two plates containing rotis and the delicious curry to Rahul and Priya, who were seated in the living room couch. Srinath and Sharada knelt down before the couple and watched them as they began to eat. “They do cook very well.” Rahul said.

“Yeah they do.” Priya said. “Now let’s see how well they can entertain us while we have dinner.”

Sharada bowed down and kissed Priya’s feet. “What do you want us to do for you, my Lord?”

“Now that’s a good question.” Priya grinned. “Since we are too busy eating to hit you slaves, you’re going to slap each other.” The slaves exchanged confused glances with each other. “Each of you will take turns slapping the other slave. Rahul and I are going to judge each slap. The one who can deliver the hardest slap gets to eat our leftovers. The loser won’t get any dinner at all.” Priya said. The slaves were physically stuck; they couldn’t believe the instructions they were just given.

“I have to slap this girl?” Srinath asked, his lips shivering from the predicament.

“Yes. You’ll have to slap her as hard as you can.” Priya said, digging into her plate. “Start quickly. Come on, I want some dinner time entertainment.”

“But Priya, I’ve never hurt a girl before. It goes against all my beliefs. Isn’t there anything else we can do for your entertainment?” Srinath asked. “Please.” He bowed down to kiss his ex-girlfriend’s feet.

“You most certainly have hurt a girl before.” Priya pointed to herself.

“Not physically, Priya.” Srinath argued.

“Being a boring boyfriend for two long months is more hurtful than any sort of physical attack.” Priya said. “What the fuck? Do you want to be my slave or do you want to go home?”

“Your slave my Lord.” Srinath said.

“Then this is the game we’re going to play now.” She nudged Sharada’s neck using her feet. “You start. Give him a hard slap for me. Come on.”

Sharada got up and knelt before Srinath. She raised her hand and gently slapped his face. “Oh my God, you’re such a sissy.” Priya said.

“That’s like the softest slap in the history of the universe.” Rahul said. “Srinath, it’s your turn. Come on, I’m sure you can do a better job.”

Srinath closed his eyes and swung his hands hard, landing a hard slap to Sharada’s face. He made quite a noise with the slap and took her down with the explosive hit. “Wow, that was nice!” Rahul said.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing?” Priya asked, rubbing her feet on her slave’s bald head. “Come on, girl! I want you to win this.” Sharada sat up, took her hand back and swung her hand in a full circle, landing quite a hard slap to his cheeks. Priya placed her legs on Srinath. “Wait a second. We need to take a time-out. I think Sharada should get a practice run. She has almost no strength, so let’s give her ten slaps for practice.”

“Alright, but just ten of them.” Rahul said with some hesitation.

Priya kicked Sharada’s head. “You’ve got ten chances. Learn to slap him properly first.”

Sharada cried as she took her hand back and delivered a hard slap. “No, no, no. Your technique is all wrong.” Priya said. “Here, watch how I do it. You, come to my feet!” she ordered Srinath. While still keeping the plate in her right hand, Priya’s left hand went up and blasted its way through her ex-boyfriend’s cheeks, making him drop to the floor. “Boom! That’s how it’s done. Got it?” Priya asked. Sharada nodded, barely able to open her eyes to the violence.

Srinath got up from Priya’s slap a minute later. “Let me see whether you’ve learned anything. Go ahead, slap him!” Priya said. Sharada sat up and tried her best to copy Priya’s action with another slap, almost succeeding at the same level of intensity. Srinath’s cheeks turned into a bright red color and his eyes began welling up with tears. “You’re almost doing it right. Let me see some more hatred.” Sharada gave him a few more intense slaps. “Yes, yes. That’s pretty good.” Priya snapped her fingers as encouragement to her slave. “More, more!”

“I think the ten slaps are up,” Rahul said.

“Oh okay. Let the game continue.” Priya announced. Srinath was livid from being slapped by two girls, and irrespective of their intentions, he wanted to give some back. He took his right hand behind his back and returned a furious slap to Sharada’s face- it was so hard and the landing was so perfect that her ears stopped working. “I quit,” she screamed and retreated to the corner of the room, crying.

The couple looked at each other, nearly silenced by the intensity of the last slap. “I guess he won that game.” Priya said.

“By a long way.” Rahul nodded, aghast.

Priya gathered up leftovers from both the plates, spluttered her saliva all over them and offered it to Srinath. “This is your prize, you can eat our leftovers.”

Srinath dug his face into the plate and gobbled up his dinner, while Sharada cried in her corner. “I bet you really hate this guy now?” Priya asked her.

“I don’t hate him. He did what he had to do.” Sharada said, rubbing her cheeks.

“Ahh, look at the love between these two people.” Priya smiled. “It’s kiss and make up time for you two.”

Srinath finished the leftovers and looked up to her. “What do you mean, Priya?”

“You’re both going to kiss each other right now and make up. And don’t worry, I won’t stink your face this time.” Priya said. “Go on, now!”

Srinath approached Sharada and looked into her fearful, nervous eyes. “I’m so sorry I had to hurt you.” He wiped off a tear from her cheek and hugged her waist. More tears streamed out of her eyes, as she went forward and kissed his cheek. The slaves held each other and continued to gaze into each other’s eyes.

“Kiss him properly,” came Priya’s orders from above. They moved forward to make lip contact and kissed for a few moments. “What’s all the nervousness for? It’s like neither of you knows how to kiss.”

“Priya, it just makes me feel a little guilty.” Srinath explained.

“What for? I’m not your girlfriend anymore. I kissed Rahul right in front of you. This is your shot at redemption. Go for it.” Priya said. The couple grabbed each other by the neck and shared a long, luscious kiss before their masters. “That’s somewhat better. Now,” Priya dropped back into her couch, “I want the two of you to take off all your clothes.”

“Priya, you can’t be serious.” Srinath said.

“Of course I’m serious. What the hell is all this resistance for? For once I’m actually giving you guys a gift and you still talk back.” Priya folded her hands together and watched as the slaves to take off their clothes before her. Once unclothed, they looked to her for instructions. “Are you kidding me? You have no idea why I made the two of you strip?”

Srinath looked at Sharada’s body and shrugged. He moved closer and wrapped his arms around her. She closed her eyes and allowed him to do as he pleased, she was powerless to resist Priya’s orders. Srinath kissed her cheeks, her lips, her neck and her breasts, then continued backwards until he got a huge erection. He then grabbed his dick and turned the girl around. Sharada let out a few more drops of tears as he guided his way into her vagina.

“Oh dear Lord, you both are so boring!” Priya said. “It’s like watching ice melt. Alright, that’s enough. Stop crying, put on your clothes and follow us into the bedroom, we’ll show you how it’s done.”