Chapter 2

Priya stood at 5 feet 7 inches, her pretty deer eyes wide with a mix of fear and lingering arousal as she followed her mother-in-law down the mall stairs. Those luscious red lips parted slightly, still tasting the faint saltiness from licking her mother-in-law’s toes in the car just moments ago. Her big, long nose dominated her face, the nostrils flaring like piggy holes—stretched even wider post-baby and from constant nose hook sessions that Raj loved forcing on her. Three massive rings pierced through her septum and nostrils, glinting under the fluorescent lights, drawing stares from every passerby. Her 38DD breasts heaved braless beneath the thin saree blouse, jiggling with each hurried step, nipples hard against the fabric from the cool air and the humiliation buzzing in her veins. Thunder thighs rubbed together under the saree, thick and powerful, leading down to her big, sexy fat ass that swayed like a heavy pendulum, marking her as the voluptuous wife turned slave.

Raj’s mother gripped Priya’s arm tightly, her face twisted in fury from catching her daughter-in-law chatting with that ex-boyfriend. The man had ogled Priya’s massive jugs, the same ones he’d squeezed and sucked for hours back when she was his eager cocksucker. Now, those tits belonged to Raj—and by extension, to his domineering mother. ‘You slut,’ she hissed, yanking Priya’s septum ring hard enough to make her yelp, tears springing to those deer eyes. The pain shot through her nose, fresh from the piercings, but Priya didn’t resist. She couldn’t. Not after begging not to tell Raj, promising anything.

In the car, the slaps had come fast—five stinging blows to each cheek, leaving Priya’s face burning as she sobbed. Then the demand: lick her feet. Priya had dropped to her knees on the passenger floor, tongue lapping at the older woman’s sandals, sucking each toe clean while her mother-in-law watched with a wicked smile. ‘Good girl. Now drive home and face what’s coming.’

Priya’s body trembled as the car pulled into the driveway, her luscious red lips still tingling from the salty taste of her mother-in-law’s feet. Those big piggy nostrils flared wide under the strain of her nose hooks, the septum ring heavy and raw from the earlier yanks. She wiped her deer eyes, tears drying on her cheeks, but the humiliation burned deep—licking toes like a desperate pet just to keep her secret from Raj. Her 38DD breasts pressed against the saree, nipples aching from the cool car air, while her thunder thighs clenched together, fat ass shifting uncomfortably on the seat.

Her mother-in-law wasted no time. As soon as the engine cut off, she snatched the leash from her purse—a thick leather cord with a sturdy clip—and hooked it directly onto Priya’s massive septum ring. The metal tugged sharply, sending a jolt through her big nose. ‘On all fours, you filthy bitch,’ she snarled, her voice dripping with authority. Priya dropped instantly, knees hitting the garage floor, her saree hiking up to expose the undersides of her thunder thighs and the curve of her fat ass. The leash pulled taut as her mother-in-law led her through the side door, straight to the master bedroom, Priya crawling obediently, her heavy breasts swaying and slapping against each other with every movement.

In the bedroom, the older woman tied the leash to the sturdy leg of the cot, yanking Priya’s head down so her face pressed against the mattress, ass high in the air. ‘You’ve been a bad girl, talking to that ex like a whore in heat.’ She rummaged in the drawer and pulled out a thin bamboo cane, flexible and vicious. The first strike landed across Priya’s fat ass cheeks with a sharp crack, the saree fabric doing little to soften the bite. Priya screamed, her voice muffled into the bed, tears flooding her deer eyes as pain exploded across her skin. ‘Count them, slut! And beg properly.’

‘One ... please, stop! I’m sorry!’ Priya sobbed, but the cane whistled down again, striping her ass red. Two, three—each hit harder, the welts rising fast on her thick flesh. By the tenth, her fat ass jiggled with every impact, the skin hot and swollen. She cried her heart out, begging between counts, but her mother-in-law only laughed, delivering all twenty-five lashes. Priya’s ass burned like fire, red welts crisscrossing the cheeks, her thunder thighs quivering from the strain of holding position.

Finally, the leash unclipped from the cot. Her mother-in-law stripped off her saree in one swift motion, revealing her sagging but demanding body—hairy pussy already glistening with arousal. She spread her legs wide on the bed, pointing to her crotch. ‘Suck my old pussy, you worthless slave. Make me cum like the dog you are.’ Priya froze, shocked, her pretty deer eyes widening in horror. The demand was too much, too degrading. But before she could protest, fingers hooked into her septum ring, yanking cruelly. Pain ripped through her nose, and a hard slap cracked across her face, snapping her head to the side. ‘Do it, or I’ll make Raj whip you until you bleed.’

Tears streaming, Priya was shoved onto her back. Her mother-in-law worked fast, tying her wrists to opposite bedposts with rough scarves, then spreading her ankles wide and securing them too—Priya splayed spread-eagle, saree torn open to expose her naked curves. Her 38DD breasts heaved, nipples pierced and erect from fear; her thunder thighs strained against the bonds, fat ass pinned to the mattress, pussy vulnerable and exposed. The cane returned, cracking down on her big breasts first—welts blooming across the soft globes, making them bounce and redden. Priya begged, ‘Please, no more! I’ll do it, I swear!’ But the strikes continued: lashes on her inner thighs, stinging her sensitive skin, then direct hits on her pussy lips, each one drawing a guttural scream as her clit throbbed in agony.

Satisfied with the marks, her mother-in-law straddled Priya’s face, lowering her wet, juicy pussy onto those luscious red lips. ‘Lick, bitch. Suck every drop.’ She grabbed the septum ring again, pulling it upward and tighter, forcing Priya’s big nose to stretch obscenely toward the dripping folds. Priya’s tongue darted out, lapping at the salty wetness, sucking on the swollen labia as ordered. Her mouth filled with the musky taste, tongue plunging inside while her deer eyes watered from the strain. The yanking grew harder, the ring tugging her face deeper into the pussy, smothering her. Priya licked frantically, sucking the clit, her own body writhing against the ties as humiliation washed over her.