Note: Its an imaginary story
My name is Meena. I've been married to Rohan for a year now. I have been more of a slave to him since the first day after our wedding and I have no other option than to obey him as that is what the Indian tradition says. We live with his parents in his house. I am 5.7 feet in heigth. I have a good figure with a slim figure with a huge ass and 35 DDD boobs
Rohan is 6 feet tall. He has a huge penis which is 6.2 in size.
My morning starts at 5 am. I wake up, take a bath and remove all the sex toys. I clean the room and I'm generally in a bath robe at this time. Then its time to wake Rohan up. I open my bath robe and get inside the blanket to give him a blowjob and its generally a deepthroat. After he wakes up he dresses me up himself.
He had pieced my nipples but the piercings are for night use. He generally likes to put on a very tight nipple vibration clamp on my nipples and has the remote control in his phone. I'm not allowed to wear a bra. He generally puts on silicon breasts with huge nipples on me after the to make sure they are visible outside my clothes. The silicon breasts are quite large in size but are made to fit small size boobs and hence my boobs are to be intensely squeezed in order to fit in which causes me intense pain throughout the day and gives pleasure to Rohan. He then moves on to my cunt. He painfully inserts a 9 inch dildo which is quite thick in my vagina and fucks me in the ass after which he makes sure that his juices stay there by putting in a huge round butt plug which is about 4 inch in both length and width. Both the dildo and the butt plug act as vibrators too. I'm totally at the mercy of my husband Rohan throughout the day as he works from home.
He then puts my blouse on which is generally so tight that I can hardly breathe and the silicon nipples are completely visible through the thin cloth of the blouse. All my blouses are of bikini style as Rohan likes them. My whole cleavage is visible and bulging out due to the tightness. Most of my boobs are visible and it has very thin strings to hold the blouse in place. I'm also not allowed to wear a panty. I put on the petticot of the saari and wrap the saari around me. All my saaris are net ones except for some whihc are for special occasions. I then put on my jwellery and go outside the room.
I fell totally uncomfortable and in pain while walking. I meet my mother-in-law and father-in-law outside, touch their feet(with incredible pain in my vagina and asshole). My mother-in-law always criticizes me for my clothes and has slapped me many times and have seen my father-in-law staring at my boobs. I cook breakfast for the family and serve them. I am supposed to eat later like a good Indian daughter-in-law. Then everyone leaves except for my husband. Rohan likes to fill my glass with his pee to replace water and I'm supposed to drink it all. After I finish my food, I have to clean the whole house and make lunch while having orgasms and being tortured by Rohan controlling the vibrators.
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Daily Routine of an Indian Slave Wife
FantasyStory of an Indian wife who has accepted herself as a slave of her husband