Making of a slut

Aishu made the decision, she decided to embrace new way of her life

in the evening, aishus wore the collar and headed to Ravindra’s mansion. Chandan joined her, carrying a bag containing a small video camera.

"I hope you don't mind," he explained, his voice wavering slightly. "Ravindra told me to bring one." "Not at all," she replied, her voice soft and soothing. "Knowing Ravindra, he probably wants to capture the experience for posterity."

Chandan nodded, his gaze flickering between Aishu and the bag containing the camera. "I guess so," he muttered, his voice still uncertain.

it is very exciting Aishu thrilled and enjoyed the idea of doing it again.

As they approached Ravindra's mansion, the scent of exotic flowers filled the air, and the moon cast a silvery glow over the grounds. The massive oak doors swung open, revealing a dimly lit hallway. Chandan gripped Aishu's hand tighter, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Relax," Aishu whispered, her voice soft and soothing. "Everything will be fine."

They ascended the winding staircase; the marble steps cool beneath their feet.

Aishu's pulse raced, her senses heightened by the anticipation of what lay ahead. Chandan clasped her hand tightly, his grip a testament to his nerves.

Reaching the second-floor landing, they found themselves face-to-face with Ravindra. His piercing blue eyes scrutinized them, an enigmatic smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Welcome, my friends," Ravindra greeted, his voice deep and resonant. "I trust you've had a pleasant journey thus far."

Aishu nodded, her voice trembling slightly.

"Thank you, Ravindra," she managed, her voice soft and ****. "Your generosity means a lot to me."

Ravindra smiled warmly, his eyes glinting with understanding. "I'm glad you appreciate my gesture, Aishu," he replied, his voice deep and soothing. "I only wish to provide you with the best opportunities available."

Aishu's pulse raced, her heart hammering in her chest. "I-I can't believe it," she stammered, her voice breaking with emotion.

undress slut Ravindra commanded to Aisha and Chandan.

both of them undressed Infront of Ravindra and Ravindra sat on chair and asked Chandan to come near him

Aishu with a slut collar on her neck and leash,

Come to me, doggy bitch, come to me." Ravindra said making smooching sounds with his lips as if summoning a dog.

Aishu took a deep breath, her heartbeat accelerating with anticipation;

Hey, why are you standing, bitch? Come here on all fours like a good doggy." Chandan start recording

as aishu crawl to ravindra on all fours , as ravindra stroke his cock and it gets bigger .

he spread aishu's leg opened and rub her clit as she lick his balls.

“slut suck it hard “ , as aishu sucking his dick hard as ravindra grab her hair and start fucking her mouth .

ravindra hold her hair tight and forcefully deepthroat her . chandan keep recording this closely .

“as I cum in in this slutty mouth want this to be recorded

i want to see Aishu swallowing my cum. Ravindra instructed chandan

chandan picked up the camera and moved closer to aishu and ravindra.

ravindra grabbed aishu's hair and pulled her head back, exposing her throat.

she gagged slightly, but she didn't resist.

ravindra thrust into her mouth, his cock throbbing with pleasure.

Aishu gagged, her eyes watering from the intense pressure. However, she remained steadfast, determined to please Ravindra.

"That's it, Aishu," Ravindra growled, his voice deep and commanding. "Swallow my cock, slut Show me how much you want it."

Aishu whimpered, her body responding with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her slender fingers dug into the silk sheets beneath her, as she fought to maintain her composure.

Chandan stood nearby, holding the camera aloft and capturing every intimate moment.

His hands shook, but he focused on the task at hand, determined to capture the raw intensity of the situation.

Inside the luxurious bedroom, a sense of anticipation permeated the air. Ravindra, his eyes glinting with lust, held Aishu firmly as she struggled to maintain her composure. Her heart thumped erratically in her chest, and her breathing labored, as she desperately tried to suppress her vocalizations.

"Good doggy." he said, bending down and patting her cheeks. "From now on, that's what you are. My doggy. And I am your master."

aishu's cheeks went red at this new humiliation, but she started feeling turned on as well. This is the sort of thing she had been craving without even realizing it.

Say it, doggy."

I am your doggy bitch." Aisha breathlessly said.

"Good. And?"

"And you are my master."

Okay doggy bitch, you have to make sure that you have this slut collar tied around your neck at all times when you are in my presence.

"Of course, Master." Aishu responded, her voice quivering with anticipation. "I'll be sure to do that."

"Excellent. Good doggy." Ravindra acknowledged, patting Aishu's cheek affectionately.

"Now, my pet, it's time for you to learn the rules of obedience. I want you to kneel before me, and with your hands behind your back, you must recite these commands. Understand?"

Aishu nodded, her eyes glistening with eagerness. "Yes, Master," she affirmed, her voice quivering with anticipation. "I understand."

Aishu knelt before Ravindra, her knees pressing into the plush carpet. She placed her hands behind her back, palms pressed tightly together.

"Command number one," Ravindra began, his voice crisp and authoritative. "Master Ravindra is the sole authority in our relationship."

Aishu inhaled deeply, her gaze fixated on his stern expression. "Master Ravindra is the sole authority in our relationship," she recited, her voice quivering slightly.

"Command number two," Ravindra continued, his voice deep and commanding. "I am to address you as 'Master' at all times."

Aishu nodded, her eyes gleaming with submission.

"Yes, Master," she repeated, her voice trembling with anticipation.

and regarding your dress choices while going to college and working for mw

I want you to wear the shortest skirt you have. No formal shit; Short. I want you to look like the skanky bitch that you are."

"Yes, master."

"And let's see. A tank-top. But no bra. I want to see how your naturally huge tits look in a nice tank top."

"Yes, master."

"And don't forget the Slut collar ."

"Yes, master."

"Repeat my orders back to me."

"I wear this Slut collar around my neck to show that I am your doggy bitch. I will wear my shortest skirt. And a tank top. And no underwear at all."

"Remember, doggy bitch, if you don't follow my orders, the consequences will be severe. Are you ready to accept those consequences?"

Ravindra's eyes glinted with satisfaction, his lips curling into a cruel grin. "Very well, then," he declared, his voice thick with power. "I will expect you to adhere strictly to these guidelines. Any deviation will result in punishment. Do you understand?"

Aishu swallowed nervously, her eyes darting apprehensively.

"I-I understand, Master," she stammered, her voice quivering with anxiety. "I accept the consequences."

Aishu nodded, her eyes glistening with submissive resolve. "Yes, Master," she affirmed, her voice weak yet certain.

"I won't disappoint you."

"You have a keen understanding of the game, Aishu," he remarked, his voice deep and contemplative. "I can tell that you've grown fond of it."

Aishu swallowed, her throat constricting with apprehension. "It's an exhilarating feeling, Master," she replied, her voice low and controlled.

"The sensation of being totally at your mercy, knowing that you have complete control over me. It's both terrifying and incredibly liberating."

Ravindra's eyes sparkled with satisfaction, his lips curling into a knowing smile. "I'm pleased to hear that, Aishu," he murmured, his voice deep and comforting. "That's precisely what I intend to cultivate in our relationship – a sense of vulnerability and surrender."

Aishu nodded, her eyes glistening with appreciation.

"Master, I promise to follow your instructions to the letter," she vowed, her voice trembling slightly. "You can count on me."

Ravindra's eyes sparkled with approval, his lips twisting into a satisfied smile. "I'm happy to hear that, Aishu," he replied, his voice deep and encouraging. "Remember, I will be watching you closely, and any failure to comply with my demands will result in swift consequences."

Aishu swallowed, her pulse racing with apprehension.

"Of course, Master," she affirmed, her voice trembling slightly. "I fully understand the stakes involved."

Ravindra's eyes sparkled with satisfaction, his lips twitching into a knowing smile. "Good, Aishu," he murmured, his voice deep and reassuring. "You're showing signs of growth and maturity. I'm proud of you."

Aishu blushed, her eyes darting nervously. "Thank you, Master," she stammered, her voice wavering with gratitude.

"I'll strive to uphold your expectations."

Ravindra's eyes glinted with approval, his lips curling into a satisfied smile. "I'm happy to hear that, Aishu," he murmured, his voice deep and comforting. "Continue to embrace your submissiveness, and we shall create an extraordinary bond."

Aishu nodded, her eyes glistening with admiration. "I promise to serve you faithfully, Master," she pledged, her voice quivering with determination.

"Very good. Now crawl outside

Ravindra watched in admiration as docile Aishu crawled away, her naked ass swaying and her boobs . She crawled back a few minutes later, and without standing up, put on all her clothes. And then she crawled out of the room silently.

She stood up only when she was outside, and started walking towards the exit, feeling a strange perverted sense of satisfaction flooding her entire being.

The next day Aisha was absolutely on pins and needles. in her own mind, she is two minds she never submitted to anyone even in her relationship she is the dominant one she academically well focused abd respected by everyone around her .

She know if she wear the collar the around the neck everything changes for ever