8 comments/ 20025 views/ 1 favorites Aisha in India Ch. 01 By: dan57 By Dan57 and Aisha When she left her office after a long work day, Aisha went directly to Brads place. She activated the automatic garage door and parked just behind Brad's car. As it had become her habit, she carefully rearranged her make up, adding some glossy lipstick, eye liner, eye shadow and carefully brushing her hair. She never took such pains for Umer but Umer was only her husband and Brad had a much more important role in her life at present. He was her owner, her trainer, her coach and her lover! He was now the pivotal man in her life! Aisha stood up near the door of her car and rearranged her clothes; she wanted to be as attractive as she could be after a work day to meet her lover. She smoothed her short skirt to eliminate any possible wrinkles and watched her reflection in the mirror. God! The outline of her panty was visible under her skirt! She hastily fumbled under her skirt and placed her thumbs under the waist band of her thong. She pulled them down and tucked them into her bag. She could have left them in the car trunk but Brad enjoyed occasionally checking then to see if she had met some interesting guy. The first time he had asked to look at her dirty panties, she had pretended she had left them in the car, not realizing that Brad followed her smallest gestures through cameras that were installed throughout his house. Soon, Aisha was on Brad's lap. He had given her a serious bare bottom spanking... Aisha had never come to terms being punished in that manner like a wayward child but afterward Brad had fucked her repeatedly, alternating between torrid and extremely pleasurable penetrations of her pussy and thorough stretching of her asshole, that were a bit more painful at the beginning as Brad's cock had just started recently to properly ream her tight passage but pleasure that swiftly drowned any memory of the pain she had endured. In fact, her pain and humiliation had been swiftly forgotten when she had climaxed violently several times. It was only ten minutes later when she had fully recovered and promised not to lie to her master for any reason in the future that he had relinquished his grip on her arms and allowed her to tell him about her day at work. The next day, Aisha was greeted by a chorus of male voices, when she entered Brad's place. The electronic key he had given her also served as a recognition device that triggered and announcement of her arrival in chimes that Brad had chosen personally. Only, to surprise her, Bard had replaced the chimes with certain male voices. She had recognised the voices as belonging to Brad, Dan and Kyrhan. The first time, she had heard the new sound, Aisha had turned around trying to find her former lovers that had deeply marked her during her recent travel to Venice. Kyrhan had been extremely gentle and kind in Paris airport but Dan had initiated her painlessly to ass fucking with big cocks. She couldn't wait to be shared by the three men again. The mere idea of having the three men and her together in a bed thrilled her! Under Brad's guidance she was turning into a true sex addict and entering her Master's den with her bare pussy was like entering Ali Baba's cavern for her. She already knew that she would be most probably fucked several times in different positions and various holes before being allowed to return home, unless Brad ordered her to stay with him for the whole night as he had done on the previous evening to her intense satisfaction! Brad had total control like an Indian yogi on his own pleasure and he made her climax repeatedly without spending himself until she was on the verge of fainting. Brad had then launched himself in a wave of wild hum pings that would have made a lion proud! Aisha had greatly enjoyed it and had screamed in utter ecstasy for a long time until she had finally and passed out. Afterwards, she felt even more submissive to Brad! In her bag Aisha carried, the chastity belt Kira had bought for her in Venice. She would lock it in place before returning home as she was still not sure Umer would leave her at peace. Last week, Brad had told Aisha to test her husband's submission to Brad's orders. She had stripped naked in front of Umer, offering him a nice strip tease and appearing for him in a black lacy fishnet body with red cups that was completely see through. Umer had been mad with lust and had desperately tried to impale her on his cock, not realizing access to her body was completely barred to him, except her mouth! Umer had completely failed the test. Brad had once more evoked the idea of making a gelding out of him but Aisha had pointed out that the jeweller in Venice had sent a letter announcing that his tests progressed nicely and that she could come with Umer in two months for the initial fitting. If the man in Venice succeeded in his task, it would be Umer who would wear permanently the chastity belt and Aisha would unlock the device whenever Wanda asked her to do so. Aisha was sure Wanda would want to reward Umer every now and then for good behaviour. That weekend, Brad opened the door almost immediately. He must have noticed her at the entrance gate on the camera. He certainly had watched her preparing to meet him. Aisha was still watching videos about how to attract men by walking on the street and lewdly rolling her hips to lure them. Of course, Umer would never see her in action but Brad was the perfect testing material. He had ordered her into seedy motels, behind big oaks that had hidden their naked bodies under their foliage or under some arch way or entrance of some hotel. On these occasions, Aisha had relived the adventurous thrills she had felt in Venice with Dan or her occasional lovers. Brad had followed her in some changing room at Macy's, giving the shop assistant a nice tip to let them alone for an hour... Apparently Brad loved risqué places and now Aisha was on the look out to find such places where people could discover them without warning. Brad preferred fucking her in some public place than in the safety of his home. When they were discovered by a man, her owner offered her to him, to enjoy any way the man pleased! Any hole or several if he was man enough for that! If they were discovered by a woman or a couple, Brad usually continued his copulation without remorse, eventually offering to take the women once he was done with Aisha... Two women had accepted and had joined the ranks of Brad's conquests. The last time, Brad had led her in some public park. In an almost forgotten alley, he had pushed her on top of the back of a bench and had bared her bottom before fucking her with no mercy. She had howled in lust under Brad's unrelenting assaults until she had remembered they were in a public place! Aisha had placed her hand in her mouth to muffle her screams a little. But she was not very successful. Aisha jumped into the arms of her lover. She cuddled in his warm embrace, whispering to him how she loved being held tight in his powerful arms. Brad smiled at her and announced in a conspiratorial; voice, "I want you to call your boss right now, and let him know that you will be taking a few days off.!" "Why?" Aisha asked. "I want you to go to India!" Brad said simply. That was typical of Brad's ownership on her; he decided and organized things without asking for her agreement, but that was a central part of Aisha's training. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest; she would most probably meet Kyrhan and Kira again! "Who are we to meet there?" Aisha asked excitedly. "Kyrhan and Kira, of course, and some of their friends too but Dan won't be able to attend. Kyrhan told me he has a conference in Saint Petersburg in Russia!" Brad smiled. Aisha felt a little disappointed. Her dream of being in bed alone with Brad, Kyrhan and Dan would not be fulfilled this time! She didn't express her grief as she thought that maybe some of the other male friends of Kyrhan could be as richly endowed as Dan! Brad then told Aisha, that he had some special expectations of her for the duration of their trip to India. Aisha got instantly worried, Brad had often a very active imagination and she might end up in a very demanding or compromising position but she was so happy that she felt ready to accept anything from Brad. " It won't be too difficult for you, as you are Pakistani but I want you to wear Indian clothes during the entire our trip!" That was easy, Aisha had several Salwar kameez (ankle long tunic with trousers) in her wardrobe, clothes that are also worn in Pakistan but Brad had other ideas as she soon discovered. Salwar kameez were not revealing enough to his taste. He wanted Aisha to wear sarees but not long cholis (tops) like in Pakistan rather cropped and low cut ones, what they call in India bikini cholis that totally exhibited the girl's tummy and a sizable part of her breasts as well. Moreover, Brad wanted Aisha not to wear any panties under her sarees. The weather was already hot (24C/75°F by night) and 36 /98 F during the day). She would wear long sarees that would protect her modesty. Aisha swiftly accepted Brad's conditions, especially when he announced that Umer wouldn't come along. The Venice jeweller had finally agreed to send Brad his prototype and Umer would just have to test it under real conditions He would be locked in a cock cage while Aisha was alone with Brad, able to enjoy every day with her lover! Aisha thought it would feel like honeymoon to her! If Brad was not to her eyes husband material, Umer was clearly not lover material! It was as simple as that! Visa formalities took about 2 weeks to complete, Kyrhan aided the process, by using all his considerable political weight to accelerate things. He also personally guaranteed they weren't activists of any sort and would return to the USA after the end of their trip. Nobody tried to challenge Kyrhan's commendation and two weeks later, Brad and Aisha boarded the plane to India. Umer had driven them to the airport. He seemed not at ease and Aisha enjoyed his difficulties as she had locked his cock in a cage that clamped at the base of his penis. The opposite lid was covered with pikes that could become really painful if his cock grew appreciably. More over if the pressure on the lid reached a definite level, the chastity belt would deliver an electric shock to Umer that would surely put an end to his hard on! The Italian locksmith had been extremely proud of this training device! Aisha or any other woman for that matter would be totally safe from Umer. Aisha had put on a nice light blue silk saree with a bikini choli, just as Brad had ordered. It had been raining when they left for the airport so Aisha had worn a thin rain coat, which she removed as soon as she boarded the plane. As she strolled toward her seat, she had become the centre of attention of all the other passengers. Aisha had always known she was beautiful, but she had never realized how wide spread the appreciation for her beauty could be. When she walked the aisles, many men followed her with their eyes, closing their books and magazines. Aisha instinctively started to roll her hips languorously as she walked to her seat. She wanted all the men aboard the plane to feel jealousy for Brad. She would stick with him quite openly so that every one would know they were together! Brad was wearing a signet ring that could be seen as a wedding band and she had passed a big gold ring to her third finger and everyone would think that they were on some honeymoon! And frankly, it was the first time she was travelling abroad with Brad and their situation was not so different from a couple on their honeymoon trip. When the chief pilot came to make a cursory inspection of his plane and the passengers inside, he smiled to her and stopped to talk to them... He just nodded toward Brad and asked her when they had married. She blushed and avoided answering, leaving the pilot under his own impressions. After exchanging a few words with Aisha, the pilot bowed away and left. Brad teased her about it. "You seem extraordinarily popular even with our pilot, Aisha, but you are so beautiful that it was to have been expected!" Aisha acknowledged his compliment with a muted smile, turned toward her Master and gave him a big smooch on the mouth. If the nearby passengers had any doubt about their relations, it would have disappeared now. She slipped her arm under his and cuddled against him. She whispered to his ear : "The only thing that really upsets me is the odd situation of being panty less in public. I can't get accustomed to it!' Aisha laughed softly, more than a little nervous. "Don't worry; it's a habit I want you to adopt, except when you hike in the mountains, of course! I am dreaming of fucking you naked in the snow with me wearing my mountain outfit: It's a picture I absolutely want for my photo book!" It was Brad's turn to laugh. Aisha smiled but swiftly added, "I don't promise you anything, Brad. As it is I hate the cold, and can't imagine enjoying myself in any way if I don't have adequate clothing They continued chatting while holding hands and acting like conspirators. They were on vacation and did not have to follow any etiquette! Aisha just regretted they were only able to get business class tickets, and had no room to have some torrid sex. However, after the dinner service, Brad saw an opportunity when the lights were dimmed for the night. Soon it was apparent that most, if not all the passengers were asleep. Brad told Aisha to turn on her side with her back toward him. She obeyed without question. They had been given a bed sheet under which they were safely hidden from view. Brad whispered to Aisha that he wanted her to arch her body so that he could pull up and bunch the saree around her waist. Aisha complied as best as she could. In no time, Aisha and Brad were in the spooning position and her owner started to caress her butt and her pussy. Aisha started to purr like a she-cat in heat. She just hoped that the rumble and hum of the engines would mask her moans. Soon she felt a new contact against her butt. Brad had opened his fly and had taken out his rigid cock! When he started to rub it against her ass, Aisha realized what he wanted. She didn't try to elude his entry or move out of his grasp. He was her Master and she was his faithful slave. He had all the rights to own her just as he wanted and when he wanted. She drew at her ass cheeks until she felt Brad's cock entering her. She was ready to scream aloud when Brad inserted a small book in her mouth. She instinctively closed her jaws on it. Brad checked she was really mute and he started to fuck her. Aisha's body was propelled forward and backward, to and fro, under Brad's continued assaults. When Aisha climaxed for the second time in a row, Brad decided to change positions! He initially tried to impale her on his cock from the back but his cock wasn't long enough. After a few minutes reflexion, Brad whispered for Aisha to turn around and face him. Aisha complied willingly, and lifted her left leg to allow Brad's entry. With a long series of small thrusts, he slowly penetrated her until he was lodged to the hilt in her. Aisha gave Brad an open mouth kiss when their crotches collided with an audible bump! Brad kissed Aisha back and he started to hump her for all he was worth. He gradually increased his speed and Aisha could feel his cock slowly swelling as he fucked the king's morsel in front of him. Aisha just thought at this moment that Umer had never offered her such an exciting moment during all their marriage. Brad shared her excitement as he was thrusting harder and longer than he had ever before. She had had trouble receiving him in her pussy! It may be their awkward position but she relished the little pain she was enduring! She begged him to fuck her deeper and harder and not to listen to her if she begged him to stop. In response, Brad just increased the speed and the depth of his thrusts and he caught her nipples with both hands and mauled them roughly, making Aisha moan. And then Aisha felt sudden warmth invading her cunt as he discharged deep into her belly! It was all over, Aisha and Brad were both panting softly, as his softening cock still lay buried in her. Brad and Aisha slept tenderly cuddled together, just under the think airline blanket. Two hours later, they emerged from their slumber and discovered that Brad was still firmly embedded in Aisha's pussy. To Aisha that was just another testimony to Brad's sexual superiority over Umer who would never be able of such a feat! Aisha felt Brad starting to get bigger and harder in her. Clearly he was getting another erection. Brad smiled to Aisha and gradually resumed his humping. Aisha was soon panting as Brad led her from one small climax to another. He had a fiendish way to push her to her limits and several times, she was about to scream aloud and attract attention but he always stopped his ministrations just at this moment! Aisha felt it very frustrating and she was eager to find some secluded place for Brad and her to enjoy one another to their heart content. They landed at Cairo for refuelling before resuming their journey. The plane was now nearly full and they had no more opportunities to play together! When the plane landed at Indira Gandhi International airport, Aisha had no problems entering India on her US passport, and thank to Kyrhan's political influence was spared having to register with the police, something that all Pakistan born entrants into had to do, no matter what their nationality might be. They saw a sign held by a bulky Indian man near the exit gate. The sign was rather explicit, 'Mr Brad and Lady Aisha for Pr. Kyrhan'. They hailed the man who told them that his name was Rajeev and he was the factotum to Prince Kyrhan who was waiting for them in a VIP lounge with his wife Kira. Brad and Aisha followed him. Like a good servant, he had placed their baggage in a cart and made small talk inquiring about their journey to India. There was a policeman in front of the door where Rajeev stopped. Rajeev presented his papers to the man in uniform who silently nodded and invited them to enter. The room was spacious and occupied by a greying man working at a computer and a very pretty girl who jumped out of her seat to run toward Aisha. It was Kira, They had met and became friends in Venice and It had been Kira who had talked Aisha into buying the chastity belt she was wearing at all times, when she was alone at her home with Umer., was now enjoying the pleasure of having to get accustomed wearing a chastity belt himself. Aisha wondered what kind of lessons Wanda would put him through. Brad had given the key to Wanda with the instructions to set Umer free just twice a week and lock him back in his chastity belt again as soon as possible. He had left t it up to Wanda to decide whether or not she want to fuck Umer, For Brad it was important that Umer understand that he was also in training and having his cock milked just twice a week would help him develop permanent sexual urges. Aisha couldn't wait to watch Umer trying to have true hard on and see how he would cope with it, as the belt constricted him and sent electrical shocks to his cock. She couldn't help but laugh inwardly at the thought. If all went well, Aisha knew she would never have to wear her on chastity belt ever again. Aisha threw herself in Kira's arms. The two women exchanged lingering love kisses although they had never had had any true lesbian relations so far. Both of them were very attracted to men, Kyrhan and Dan and other ones for Kira; Kyrhan and Brad for Aisha, but they already knew that they would most probably deepen seriously their intimate relations during the coming days! Aisha then remembered she hadn't greeted Kyrhan. She ran toward him and placed her arms around his neck offering him her lips while Brad presented himself to Kira. Aisha in India Ch. 01 "God I had thought that you had forgotten my existence, Sweetie!" Kyrhan said happily. "You, Prince? Never! I often dreamed of you since our encounter in Paris!" " Dan has told me he has seriously reamed your ass and your pussy! Do you still need my help?" Kyrhan asked playfully. "For my undeserving husband, my smallest finger would be perfectly adequate but I need to be able to accommodate the biggest cocks in the world I know and I have never seen any that would surpass yours, Prince! I have heard from Kira that you prefer using the ass of the girls in your harem after they have given you their first child!" Aisha was half-joking, half-serious; the fact was that she was dying to bed Kyrhan, and let him have his way with her however he pleased. "That is true : most of their husbands are now my closest friends and I wouldn't want to ruin their fuck holes for my pleasure or their wives." Kyrhan explained. "How considerate, Prince! Could you grant me the same treatment? My husband Umer isn't one of your friends but my lover Brad is! Perhaps I will seriously ask Dan to do the job of breeding me!" "So, it has still not being done? If you prefer an Indian stud to a European one, I would be quite ready to oblige!" Kyrhan bowed like a courtier offering his services. "Thanks, Prince but I promised to the first one to Brad. Regardless, it's great to have three different studs from three different parts of the world volunteering to do the job. Maybe, you can take turns impregnating me?" Aisha laughed. "It would be my pleasure, Aisha but what of your true husband?" Kyrhan was curious "Brad has offered him one of his play girls and they seem to enjoy being together! By the way, your cock is so big that if you ever fuck me, I won't feel anything with his pathetic cock after I had experienced yours, don't you think so?" They were still joking around. But Aisha knew it to be true/ "I am afraid you might be right, Aisha!" Kyrhan said. "Anyhow, your highness, what have you got planned for us? Will we stay in your palace or travel to the mountains?" Aisha asked, curious to know how her vacation would be spent. Kyrhan gave Aisha an unhappy look. "Sorry my darling, but I have important meetings with the government this week. But one of my friends, Mark, has offered to accompany you to a place he especially loves, Shimla where the colonial English army established its headquarters, it is very high in the mountains and the weather is always fresh and cool. You will travel there by train. Then you will take a 4 wheel drive to the high mountains. It may be spring but it's still freezing higher in the mountains. The main risk is avalanche hazard. That is why you will be accompanied by one or our most experienced mountain patrol man, sergeant Gwanendra. He lives in Shimla with his wife Preeti. By the way, Mark is married to a lovely woman named Jodhaa and she is waiting for you in Shimla. The four of them often go trekking through the mountains there, so you will be well accompanied. Preeti and Jodhaa are both valuable members of my harem and I am sure they will be able to entertain you!" Aisha nodded. She had heard of Shimla from her grandmother who often spoke of going their as young girl, before partition. Kira continued for the benefit of Aisha and Brad. "When you will come back to New Delhi, Mark will arrange for Rajeev to pick you up at the entrance of the main railway station. Then you will have a four hour drive to our hotel. You will stay with us in the harem as we have several rooms available. You will be free either to sleep in your bedroom or to share a room with me or with Mark either together or separately!" "Fine, Kira! You have been most kind to organize everything for us!" Brad said appreciatively. "No problem. It has been a pleasure planning this trip for you. I love Aisha, and Kyrhan too, seems quite fond of her." Kira smiled at Aisha. "Aren't you jealous about Kyrhan sleeping with other women?" Aisha asked her friend. "How could I be? He trained me to be the woman that I am today. He saw me for what I was, saw things in me that even I did not know where there, and helped me bring them out. He freed me from myself." Kira was very serious, and Aisha understood exactly what she meant. No wonder Brad and Kyrhan were such good friends, they had a lot in common. Kira continued. "I accompanied Rajeev during a trip for tourists, serving him food, cleaning his clothes, providing him sexual services. I have even been gangbanged in a hotel under construction. I returned on foot to his home covered with spunk with my pussy dripping with strangers' sperm. When he offered to marry me, Kyrhan ordered a plane for us and a princess' outfit for me but he also offered the pilot to fuck me! Do you think I may develop any jealousy for such a man! He gave me six children, four sons and two daughters and I have a son and a daughter with Dan, when I felt idle as Dan says. There has been a competition between by two husbands about who would breed me! I love both of them!" "God! Eight children! How do you cope with that and work managing the hotel?" Aisha was in awe of Kira. "Fortunately, the hotel has been quite successful and we have a nursery run by another of the girls in Kyrhan's harem. We tend to keep everything in the family like many Indian families. I visit my babies when I drop them at the nursery every morning. Someone is taking care of them during the evening and until I returned... I often have some marital duties, and frequently accompany Kyrhan to official receptions and of course he wants to fuck me, another of his spouses very often. He was, and is still very virile! And Kyrhan is pestering me to give him another heir. I am just fifty and I still could. I may give him what he wishes so dearly and we both know it will be my last baby." "Ahem!" Aisha laughed. "Don't tell me that Kyrhan is still able to satisfy several girls in a row, he is human, isn't he? "I can swear you he is totally human but he is still able to satisfy three girls in a row any time!" Kira was serious. "You must be joking!" Aisha was incredulous. "Well let's see if I am telling the truth. When you'll come back to the palace, I will suggest you, Jodhaa and me to share Kyrhan. I bet you'll get totally satisfied even if you'll come in the third position!" " I agree to your proposition/ But what will poor Brad do during that time?" Aisha asked. "Don't worry about him! I will find a suitable companion for him and for Mark! I am quite sure they won't have reason to complain." "As you wish, Kira, but to increase the stakes, I would propose that we will all be totally unprotected, no contraceptive pills and no condoms, just for the thrill!" Aisha was feeling frisky. "That is a deal, Aisha!" Brad, who had been amused listening to the conversation silently, intervened. "If we are going to watch an interesting challenge, I would like to see the pivotal player in action. If you agree, Kira... and Kyrhan?" Kyrhan laughed. "A challenge! I love the idea! We have just two hours before the train departs. We cannot summon the other girls. It will be just Kira and Aisha today!" It was Kira's turn to laugh. "No chance, darling! We have a visitor. Leena! She has arrived from London just two hours ago and she is resting in the spare bedroom. She wouldn't like being left out of the fun and games! You know how English enjoy betting! It's their national sport!" Brad turned toward Kira."Who is Leena?" "The wife of one of the most powerful English CEO. She is a whore at heart and she has been gangbanged by my whole team of Dalits. Forty burly men in a row and she has exhausted them all!" Kira explained. "God! Our visit to your palace promises to be really exciting, Kira! I am looking forward for it! Will you show me pictures of the girl you will pick up for me? » Brad said. "A girl? From what Aisha has told me, I think you might entertain two girls at least for a whole night, Brad! I was thinking of Nazneen, a Pakistani girl like Aisha and Leena. We will organize a nice party when you'll return to the USA. Would you agree to be serviced by three very strong, handsome and quite virile men meanwhile, Aisha? It would be a night long job and I am afraid that you will get little sleep then! You will rest later near the swimming pool. We have very good Ayurveda masseurs that will remove any pain, cramp or soreness from your body!" Kira kept up the talk. Kira had told Aisha in Venice that in the Prince's harem, multiple partners were rather common. Only a few girls could entertain three well hung men together for a whole night. Kira, Leena and Nazneen. Aisha realized it was a compliment of sorts coming from Kyrhan's mouth. She was eager to accept the challenge, but she wanted Brad's approval first. Brad was delighted at the proposal. Leena was evidently a true slut from what he had gathered and he had come to enjoy the sensuality of a Pakistani girl like Aisha. He was quite fond of her beauty, the smoothness of her skin, the delicate features of her face, her narrow waist and her pert breasts. If he completed her training, she might surpass his wildest dreams in the future. And he felt doubly thrilled knowing that he would be with another lovely woman, while Aisha entertained several other men, furthering her education and training even more. Brad wondered whether Nazneen would be as attractive and clever as Aisha! He decided that when they would be back in the USA, he would start making a photo book of Aisha offering her body in any position to the camera or to himself; wearing a black hood as he wanted all the attention devoted to Aisha. He would show the pictures to people, mostly men of course who would no doubt love to meet Aisha after they had seen this photo book. He would also send a dedicated copy to Umer so that he would know the priceless jewel he had been unable to keep! He would also choose the best picture to have it enlarged and hung on the wall in his living room, for any visitor to see Aisha in her full glory. His guessed that his play girl probably wouldn't like to be so publicly exhibited but she wouldn't dare protesting too loudly! "OK, Kyrhan! It will be a pleasure to meet Leena and Nazneen, for sure! I am also quite sure that Aisha will enjoy your company before we leave for the train station." Brad said, letting Aisha know how he felt about the whole situation. Aisha was quite pleased to hear Brad's consent to Kyrhan's plans. Kira went to summon Leena who was sleeping in another room. Aisha protested that they should let Leena rest, but Kyrhan waved away her protests. "Leena is always ready on very short notice to have a romp with other men. I have seen her servicing the whole team of Kira's Dalits including the team leaders for a whole day on a simple bed sheet on the ground or on some rock slab and taking a shower to be fresh to receive me and his guests. Allow her just a few minutes to prepare herself to meet you!" Kyrhan was quite right as exactly ten minutes later, Leena sauntered into the room with her hair still damp from a hasty shower. She had on a lace nightie under which she was totally naked as in her haste, she had not tied the belt and the flaps unveiled her large breasts flat tummy, and shaven pussy. She had just taken the time to dry her face and apply lipstick, eye shadow, eye liner and mascara. Her arms were covered with gold bracelets and bangles that made a chime as she walked. Leena didn't care about appearing half naked in public, as she walked shamelessly with her hips swaying, offering a silent invitation, toward Brad, the only strange man in the room. She shook hands with him before planting a big kiss on his lips. Her nightie opened widely and offered Brad a complete glimpse on her body. Leena didn't covering herself with the nightie. "I think I have kept no secrets from you apart from my butt, Mr Brad! I am quite pleased to meet such a handsome man and I am looking forward to deepening our new friendship." Leena giggled. Leena had been able to give their short conversation a heavily sexual twist. Brad's cock immediately twitched in his pants! Leena might be older than Aisha and less beautiful, she was a concentrate of sex appeal and Brad knew he would enjoy fucking her from the minute she had walked in. Leena turned toward Aisha. "Kira has told me about you, Brad and Aisha! Your girlfriend is very pretty but still not self assertive, Brad. Kira has also told me that you are going to Shimla with Mark. It's a nice place for lovers and Mark and Gwanendra will be perfect mentors for you but, when you return, I want Aisha to accompany me to the Dalits' shanties. Jodhaa and the other girls who were bold enough to attempt this experience have been transformed. The Dalits are very simple persons but after meeting them, you will be ready to entertain as many men or women as you like. You could be a faithful wife or a whore meeting one hundred guys a day, you'll feel at ease with anyone, ready to seduce a monk, a virgin or entertain a whole company! And having a Muslim woman as their whore will drive them wild! That is if you agree with my proposal, Brad!" Leena did not bother to get Aisha's approval. Aisha felt trapped in a whirlwind. Leena made a series of very precise proposals in a way that made it difficult to decline or argue. She had divined that Brad and she weren't married, that she felt ready to assume that Brad would have no problem with Aisha getting used by the lowly Dalits. Aisha had started with about ten members of the swimmer's club in the USA but would she be able to satisfy forty sex crazed Dalits? Leena seemed quite sure that she would be up to the task and Aisha instinctively trusted her! Aisha abandoned herself to the moment and let Leena lead her on. In no time, Brad was spread out on a bed and Leena stripped completely naked. She straddled him and stood above Brad's face, bending forward and backward alternatively to offer him a perfect view on her gaping pussy then to her slightly ajar as hole. They were pulsating as if they were swallowing and expelling air. Leena bent down again, this time to free Brad from the confines of his trousers. His cock jumped out like a snake. Leena continued her dance but, this time just a foot above Brad's face. His cock stiffened and grew to its full impressive girth. Even Aisha lusted after Brad's erection. She knew she was about to meet Kyrhan but all her attention was centred on Brad. Leena bent even further down and Brad's cock started to rub against Leena's pussy. It was now wide open, glistening, ready to swallow the hard rod, it was offered. Leena commented on Brad's hardness and size, commenting that her husband's cock back in England was about half as thick, but a bit longer. Brad's cock twitched and entered her by two inches. Leena's lust seemed to take over and she impaled herself on Brad's cock in a single shove. Clearly, she had been recently fucked by Kyrhan and her pussy was stretched out a fair bit. Her husband would have to wait a couple of weeks or more to fuck Leena! Aisha was puzzled, as Kyrhan had told her that he that he left the harem girls' pussy to their usual partners Leena offered Aisha an explanation later. Kyrhan had decided to offer her as surrogate mother for several leading Indian industrialists whose wives couldn't carry a baby for a variety of reasons. For almost eight years, Leena had been constantly pregnant, except for a three to four month break to recover. But this time, he had decided to breed himself the wife of one of his closest friend, in the hope that Kira would agree to become a mother once more. So Leena was on a double mission, giving another child to Kyrhan and to convince Kira to follow the same road! Aisha felt a little bad, Brad shared the same ideas, but she had been happy not being able to conceive their first baby! But she was sure that would change someday. For the moment she felt there still so much more exploring for her to do. The thought of being with the Dalits excited her a lot. To be a plaything for the lowest of the low seemed so appropriate and right to her. Aisha was quite aroused watching Leena being royally fucked by Brad in front of her eyes. Leena eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, and she was moaning incoherently, She was lost somewhere on cloud Nine while Brad rammed her pussy with his usual strength. Aisha saw Leena's hand moving upward toward her crotch. She encircled Brad's cock before starting to caress the tender hub of her clit with two fingers. Leena started to moan even more violently than before! Leena's fingers were frigging her clit, trying to pleasure herself. Her thumb was rotating wildly around the stiff hub. Brad placed Leena's left hand on her breast. Leena went mad with lust and she arched her body in total rapture. Fantastic waves of pleasure submerged her pussy, her clit and her breasts. She couldn't be sure whether the pleasure she felt was given to her by Brad's cock or by her own hands. She screamed aloud until another mind shattering climax silenced her for several minutes. She collapsed right on top of Brad and did not bother to get off him. While Leena was recovering, Aisha had followed Kyrhan to a couch. Brad had said that she could, that was sufficient for her. He made her on her four with her head on the bed sheets and her butt elevated with several large pillows under her knees that were widely spaced. There was no doubt that Kyrhan intended to bugger her, following his usual practice! She would accompany Brad in the mountains and service him, Mark and Gwanendra. But at the moment, she was a bit worried as receiving such a mammoth piece of meat, which would be a challenge for any woman. Kyrhan moved behind her and started to rub cream on her sphincter. She felt the muscle slowly loosen and her asshole gently opening under his ministrations. He was soon able to enter a finger then two with gradually more ease. Aisha started to feel waves of pleasure that radiated toward her pussy and touched her pussy and even her breasts. She started to moan and groan as Kyrhan pushed in a third finger. She was stretched already more than she was when Brad used her back passage! She couldn't imagine how she would feel when she would have his whole cock inside her ass hole and she gasped when she imagined him giving her a fist fucking : she would be certainly split in two! Kyrhan continued to prepare Aisha to receive him. He added another lump of lubricant and managed to shove a fourth finger in her. Aisha was dumbfounded that she felt just discomfort under this massive intrusion. There was absolutely no pain but she felt as if he was titillating her ovaries through the thin membrane that separated her pussy and her womb. It was pure illusion as his fingers were barely three inches long! Kyrhan started to spread his fingers inside her ass, preparing her for a larger intrusion. The pain appeared but stayed manageable... - Prince, I think my butt is ready to receive your magnificent cock now! Just please, continue to be as gentle as you have been! I want to receive you completely but I am terrified to be maimed! - Don't worry, Aisha! All the girls in my harem had the same fears and several were much smaller than you are! A baby's head would be much bigger but a baby is never expelled through your ass, of course. You know that, with Preeti you will meet in Shimla, I needed to work for six hours until I had all my cock inside her ass hole! You have been with me less than thirty minutes and we are almost there! Afterwards, even a small pony wouldn't frighten you! Aisha felt a move beside her. She looked up and it was Leena who had come to her rescue. She opened her mouth wide and gulped in a large part of Aisha's right tit. She started to lick it with her tongue while she milked her tits, massaging them like dough. Aisha screamed as she cummed violently. She just heard Leena telling Kyrhan to impale her now as the last waves of her climax rocked her. Aisha fainted under the overload of sensual stimulation. When she opened her eyes again, she felt an unusual feeling of being overstuffed but it didn't come from her stomach but from her butt... Kyrhan was embedded to the hilt in her ass hole and he was starting to ram it with more and more force. She was stretched to capacity or even more than that but there was no actual pain although she had a four inches wide log deep in her asshole! Aisha in India Ch. 01 Brad now frequently used that passage but Kyrhan would certainly mark it as his territory. Aisha now knew why Kira used daily that monstrous dildo in her ass even in Venice : she was preparing herself to receive her Lord and Master even when she was far from him! Just a few entries like that and Aisha knew she would be reamed enough to enter Kyrhan's harem! She imagined Umer trying to enter that hole and discovering a wide tunnel that wouldn't be able to offer him some friction to reach orgasm!