This story is a work of fiction. The characters depicted within have no resemblance to anyone dead or alive; any such resemblance is purely coincidental. The author does not subscribe to the acts depicted within this work, they are for purely reading pleasure only. It is strongly advised that readers take all necessary precautions for the safety of all players if they choose to act out the play of this story. This is a work of erotic fiction. If the reader is turned off or offended by such material, it is advised that they don't read any further. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Family Values 5 – Shalini's Wedding Three weeks from my peeping Tom escapades Shalini met Priya, Rajesh's mother. I had set things in motion by first selling my idea to Vivek, and then we coached Shalini on her actions. The meeting took place at the restaurant in the Taj Hotel. I drove Shalini to the rendezvous. She was dressed in a black georgette saree, which was spotted with tiny silver studs that gave the impression of the night sky with twinkling stars. I chose the saree for its "sheerness". It hid nothing. The blouse was a halter-top, and again made of sheer material. She wasn't wearing a bra and her dark areola stood out against the fair skin of her breasts. Her hair let open, and the "pallu" of her saree flowing, it was hardly surprising that the entire restaurant turned around and watched us make our way to the table where Priya and Rajesh waited for us. I took my seat next to Priya while Shalini waited to be invited to sit. "Visit the toilet and come back", Priya ordered. We watched her walk away from us, and I saw what everybody else saw in my woman. When she returned we placed our orders for drinks and starters, then I sat back. The remained of dinner was a tough grilling of Shalini by Priya. After dinner she requested me to allow Shalini to go home with them. I had somehow expected that and cleared it with Vivek. She wanted the key to the girl, which I refused. It was better to show her that I did not intend to give up control. The following day I dropped in at Priya's place to pick up my girl. Rajesh opened the door and led me to the bedroom where Shalini was fucking Priya with a dildo that had been strapped on to her. "I'll just join you", Priya told me. I walked up to the bed and undid my trousers. Pulling out my penis, I told her, "No need to. I will join you." I pushed Shalini away and entered Priya. I fucked her doggy style. I pounded her hard and fast, not letting up until my sperm was jetting deep into her. Once I was done, I pulled out of her cunt and told her son, "Clean her up." Shalini knelt down and cleaned my penis before helping me dress again. "Go get dressed", I told her. Priya turned and lay on her back, her legs spread wide so that her son could clean out my cum from inside her. "Are you like this with all your women?" she asked me, still a little out of breath. "Mostly", I told her. She nodded. "We would like to visit the girl's place, as tradition demands", she told me. "You are most welcome. When would you like to come over?" I asked. "Tomorrow?" she asked. So the following day found us all gathered at Vivek's place for the beginning of the process to marry Shalini to Rajesh. Everything started out cordially until Priya began to realize that it wasn't to be her who was getting an extra slave, but me. "No way", she replied. Something snapped inside me. To this day, almost a decade after the incident, I still cannot tell you why. I was in front of her in a jiffy, a couple of steps at the most and I landed three slaps to her cheeks, left, then right, then left again. I stood back, and said quietly, "Stand up." Her eyes flashed an amazing number of reactions, and then she stood up. "Drop your pallu." Her pallu fell. "From now on, if this marriage goes ahead, you will never cover yourself with a pallu or duppatta in my presence. Do I make my self very clear?" She nodded. I turned to Vivek. "Handle the rest of this. Once you are through send this slut inside." With this I left the room. I went into the girls' bedroom, which was the one I would use on the nights I stayed over. I had installed a television in the room and I switched it on. It took her about thirty minutes to come. As soon as she walked through the door, she dropped her pallu. I looked at her standing there in a tight, figure-hugging blouse, her taut stomach exposed to the limits by the fact that she had her saree on very low on her hips, and I wanted her. "Take it all off", I told her. She complied without a word. Silently she took off all her clothing and when she was done she waited for my next instruction. I indicated that she was to lie down on the bed. Again, she complied silently. I took off my clothes and mounted her. Once again, I fucked her hard. There was no love or feeling in the act, just a need. She responded by pushing her hips out to meet each of my thrusts. We thrashed together, two people consumed by a need as old as the planet. Our grunts filled the room, soon they were grunts no more. We were screaming our passion. "I'm cumming", she screamed. She wrapped her legs around me, forcing me deeper into her. I began to ejaculate. "Yes master. Yes master", she kept repeating as wave after wave of warm sperm assaulted her insides. The silence that followed was punctuated by our hard breathing. I rolled off her, and let the breeze of the ceiling fan cool me. She sat up and sucked my penis clean, lapping and sucking until I sported another hard-on. "Would you like me to do you once more?" she asked. "No", I replied. "May I leave then?" "Yes." She dressed up and prepared to leave. Outside the doorway she stopped. There seemed to be an awkward moment. "I thought you were to drop your pallu", I heard Vivek's say. I saw Priya take a step forward and then heard the wind go out of Vivek. Priya came back into view and this time she had Vivek by the hair on this head. "What made you think you could control me? You wimp!" she said. Next she lifted her saree and pushed his face into her cunt. "Lick me, you bastard", she ordered. She ground his face between her legs and the expression on her face changed as he began to lick her. She stood there, legs spread, getting licked by him. The scene was amusing, and interesting. I watched. She came with a shudder. Then she let him go. "I hope you understand your place now?" He nodded, defeated. The next couple of weeks were spent in arranging the marriage. There was tones to do, and very little time. The toughest part of getting the relatives involved without them knowing the undercurrents. During this time Priya and me got to know each other better. I used to visit her almost every evening. She was a very pliable sub, and never refused me anything. I also started involving Rheeya in our games at Priya's place. Both the women were sluts of the same kind – they existed to please. More about Rheeya later, back to the marriage now. Like I mentioned earlier, it was a traditional affair and once all the ceremonies were dispensed with, we were at Priya's place. Vivek, Kiran, Priya, Shalini, Rajesh and me. Vivek went up to Rajesh and handed him a velvet-skinned box containing the key to Shalini's belt. "She is yours son, do with her whatever you deem fit." Rajesh took the key and bowed to his father-in-law. Then he took the key to his mother. "Mother, I present you your daughter-in-law." She indicated him to give it to me. Rajesh brought the box to me and placed handed it over to me. I took the keys from him and patted him on his head. "My mother has something else for you, sir", he said. Saying this he took off his trousers, revealing a chastity belt of his own. It was a wide tube into which is penis was put. It was very loose for his and allowed an erection, but he would never get purchase to masturbate or fuck someone. Priya walked up to me and gave a similar box, it contained the key to her son's belt. Then she called Vivek's name without turning away from me. Behind her Vivek stripped to show another chastity belt. "I knew that you would never enslave him, because he was your friend and you considered him your equal. But he is a slave, and I decided to do it for you. Please forgive my presumption." I looked at Vivek, who stood with his face down. "I am going to let you keep that key, Priya. But the key to you remains with me. When you want him you come and ask me to open you." "Thank you, Master", she replied. After this little ceremony, the family finished dinner. Then Vivek and his family left. The bride and bridegroom then when into the bedroom while I toyed a little with Priya. After I had enough of her I went into the bedroom where I found the young couple naked, except for their belts, fondling each other. Both of them jumped away from each other on my entrance. I threw the Shalini's key to Rajesh and told him to open her for me. He quickly opened her and lay her down on the bed. I got on Shalini and conjugated her marriage for her. My penis slid easily into her and I rammed her hard. Rajesh sat at the edge of the bed, watching as I fucked his new bride. When I was through he quickly got between her legs and lapped my cum out of her. Then I locked her up and left the couple alone. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Comments and feedback on this story are welcome and appreciated. Please contact the author at bentspoon@excite.com.