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Halls of Fantasy
My name is Rahul. I am an investment analyst working in Mumbai. I was
living alone in a two-bedroom apartment. The pace of life was amazing.
Between work, travel and parties I had little time to spend by myself, as
is the case with most people within the city. After about six months of
living this lifestyle. A lack of enthusiasm began to creep into my work
and social life. I finally had enough. With a few friends I decided to
drive down to a nearby hill station called Karjat. I looked at my four
friends. Shruti was a colleague at the office. At five feet five she was a
petite brunette whom half the office had a crush on. She wore a faded jean
and tee shirt and looked amazing in it. Prajakta was the opposite. Close
to six feet she was dark, muscular and athletic. She played basketball and
squash frequently and our scores were just about even. She wore a salwar
kameez, a traditional Indian dress frequently used as both a casual and
semi formal wear. I had not seen her very often in a traditional feminine
wear and we made a few jokes about her looks. They remaining two were the
male counterparts. Ali was dark and muscular whereas Ajay was the office
geek. We started out on Friday afternoon and hoped to reach a farm. The
monsoon had just set in. The countryside was lush green and beautiful. But
a strong thunderstorm ruined our plans.
The roads were filled with slush and we found we could not drive beyond a
point. We were planning to return but the drive was about two hours.
Shruti opened the window and took a deep breath. The air was cool and
fresh. "Why do we have to return? Why don't we just find a place to stay
here and think about what to do tomorrow morning."
We all found the idea appealing but could not see any sign of a hotel
nearby. Ali pointed at a small hill and suggested, "Why don't we climb up
that hill and see if there is any lodge nearby." The place was beautiful
and we decided that the fresh air or the exercise would not do us harm.
From top of the hill we could not see any lodge but spotted what appeared
to be a fort.
Prajakta looked puzzled, "I have driven down this way many times but have
never heard of a fort here."
I smiled, "A geeky investment consultant by day and Lara Croft by night.
This fort had to have come up magically for you to have missed it," I
yelped as I felt her sandals kick me sharply on me heels.
"Hey, What was that for?" I said indignantly
"What?" She gave her innocent little girl look. I did not reply.
Ali suggested, "Why don't we take a look."
We ran down the hill to the fort. We were met by an old chowkidhar (guard
in Hindi).
Shruti asked nicely, "Could we take a look inside?" We as an unspoken
unanimous pact let Shruti ask for permissions where there was a chance of
it not being given. After granting her permission most men were left with
a feeling that a favor had been done to them.
The chowkidhar nodded affably and let us in.
To our surprise everything was ancient but there was no sign of age within
the fortress. Lush green gardens and beautiful hallway filled the
fortress. The rooms seemed to jump out of one of the tales of the Arabian
night. We turned to the guard, "What is this place" I asked.
"These are the halls of Kamasutra. A night in the palace can satiate every
fantasy of ones heart."
"Well, I cannot see Cindy Crawford anywhere," Ajay muttered.
"How much does it cost to spend a night here?" I asked.
"An open mind and heart."
Ali looked at me considering, "Well, I guess you qualify. You mind is so
open most of it has leaked out." He got a laugh from the all but one
(which was obviously me).
"You are serious? We can spend the night for free," I asked
The chowkidar nodded, "If you have an open mind."
He took us to a room. There was a warm fire blazing at the fireplace. The
patter of rain outside the dim lights and the warm fireplace had us all
content and relaxed after a long time. On the middle of the room there was
a table with what appeared to be a board game on it.
We sat around chatting for a long time. By this time the chowkidar
returned with some simple but hot and delicious food. We ate and sat back
warm and contended.
Shruti looked at the board game, "Shall we play? It will be fun."
We agreed and walked over to take a better look at the game. The board was
made of rose wood and was richly carved. It seemed to be similar to
monopoly but there was nothing written on the boxes.
We looked up at the chowkidar standing behind us, "How do we play this
game?"
The chowkidar replied, "Just throw the dice. But beware. You have to
complete the game once it is started. The game will not permit you to
leave before you finish. But do not let the time worry you. Within this
game for time stays still. Until you finish not a second would have gone
by. And nothing, which happens there is permanent. Once your satiated you
will be back to normal." We could not argue as we had no idea what he was
talking about.
There were five pieces in what we believed was the start box. I picked up
the dice. Writings in light appeared on the board. "To start to finish you
passions shall be uncurbed. The book of Kamasutra, the text of love shall
be read through life and experience." Now for some reason we believed the
chowkidhar.
I looked at the others, "Shall I start?"
They silently nodded. I rolled the dice. It came a three.
A piece, which seemed to be the slave girl automatically moved three
spaces. On the board the words gleamed. "You shall satiate the wildest
fantasies of the one in your right. She will be assisted by the one on
your left." Prajakta was on my right and Shruti was on my left.
Suddenly the words seemed to rise from the board and stream into our
bodies. We were suddenly in an enormous bedroom. I looked around. Prajakta
and Shruti had grown taller. They were at least six foot tall and
muscular. They both wore black sleeveless outfits, which seemed to
accentuate their muscles. Their breast had grown and their cleavage was
clearly visible. They wore bracelets on their right wrist. They looked
gorgeous and intimidating.
Something within me had changed. My hair had grown longer and I had no
body hair. My skin felt smooth. But there was some thing else. I ran my
hand between my legs and looked at them in shock, "My penis. It is gone
How could this happen?" Shruti looked bewildered by the change.
Prajakta sat down dazed, "Oh my god! I am so sorry."
I looked at her and understanding suddenly came to me, "What is you
fantasy?"
She said nothing for a long time. She finally said slowly, "It is a world
where women completely dominate the men. The women were the pants and have
the...organ. Men are completely submissive and were traditional women
cloths with certain accessories. There job is to look pretty and serve the
women. It is a BDSM fantasy."
She looked at me, "I am so sorry. I know you would think I am a pervert
but it was only a fantasy."
She looked so ashamed I felt rotten. I said, "It is a good thing you have
never seen any of my fantasies. We have a right to our private worlds. And
it was I who threw the dice."
Shruti looked at us, "Now how do we get out of this?"
Prajakta looked around and yelled, "All right my fantasy is fulfilled."
Nothing happened.
I looked at her, "I think that there is only one way this is going to
end."
Prajakta said, "You have no idea what you are saying. My fantasies are
pretty intense and involve a lot of pain and degradation. I could never do
that to you."
I said, "Do you have a better idea? Besides nothing, which will to any of
us is permanent. We do not have a choice. We have to live your fantasy."
We sat talking about this for sometime. Prajakta finally said, "I need you
to know what this means. Till the fantasy ends you are going to suffer
pain and degradation. There will be no safe words. We will be strict and
harsh. You have to promise you will not hold it against us."
I nodded, "I promise."
"Are you sure?" she asked again. I nodded.
She said with a mischievous smile, "All right. Let us start by getting you
dressed. If this is my fantasy you now have to take a shower and come out
naked."
I started to walk. She caught my wrist in a iron grip. I tried to break
away but was helpless. She produced a red rope from under the bed. She
twisted my hand behind my back and tied them tightly. The rope cut into my
skin. "I don't want you to play with yourself before we are ready. Now
kiss my feet and move to obey."
I said, "No way."
She slapped me hard. It was so unexpected that I almost fell. She caught
me by my hair, "You have to obey instantly. Any infraction will be met by
a serious punishment." She looked at Shruti, "You have to give him the
punishment now. I need you to get into the act."
Shruti hesitantly gave him a tiny slap.
Prajakta said, "This is not going to help any of us. Hold him by his hair.
Shruti caught my long black hair."
"Now slap him as hard as you can."
Shruti looked into my eyes for a long moment apologetically. She looked
like a goddess. Her smooth fair muscular arms seemed to gleam in the
light. She slapped me hard. Prajakta nodded her head in approval, "Good.
Now do it five more times." I turned to look at her in shock but Shruti's
grip kept my head still.
SLAP! My head rang
SLAP! I felt a tear roll down my face.
This seemed to excite Shruti. Something in the air seemed to lower our
inhibitions. She held my by my hair and gave me five more slaps. I was
crying by now. I could not understand this. I could never recall having
cried before. Somehow all the emotions seemed to flow out. It seemed like
a dream.
Now Prajakta caught me by my hair and sensuously licked my tears. Her face
was dark and gorgeous. Her lips were amazingly full.
She whispered, "Now thank me properly."
I knelt down and kissed her feet. "Thank you my husband." I had no idea
why I said that but from the grin on her face she evidently did.
She pulled me up, "Let me help you with your clothes." She tore off my
shirt and pulled down my pants. I looked down between my legs. It was a
vagina, clean-shaven and wet. My legs were gorgeous and smooth. She gently
caressed my ass and inserted her fingers deep inside. She kissed me full
on my lips. I went weak at my knees. She said, "Go take your shower."
I walked to the shower and opened it with my hands still tied behind my
back. I took the shower for about five minutes and looked at myself in the
mirror. I was strangely beautiful. My body was smooth from the shower. My
long black hair cascaded down my shoulder. I was the prettiest man I had
ever seen. I turned off the shower and walked back to the hall.
Just before I entered the room I heard Shruti, "I don't know what happened
a few minutes ago. As I slapped him the feeling of power was orgasmic."
Prajakta smiled, "Trust me, the fun is just beginning."
I gasped as I saw Shruti sitting on Prajakta's lap. They were fondling and
kissing each other.
I walked in and stood before the two women. Prajakta ordered, "Kneel and
suck my feet."
I knelt and sucked her beautiful feet. She continued to caress and kiss
Shruti. Her dark skin against Shruti's fair body was sensuous. She spoke
to me in between their kisses
"But before that let me run through the scenario. We are to be your
husband today evening at sunset in a special ceremony. You will be our
wife. You have no rights. Your duty is to pleasure us in any way we deem
fit. But before that we have to train you in obedience. But we first have
to dress you up. You have to play your part to perfection."
She gently disengaged herself from Shruti. The both took me by my hand and
took me to a. adjoining room. In the table were a scarlet colored sari, a.
ivory belt and some ornaments. Prajakta picked up the belt and fastened it
around my waist. It was a chastity belt. She inserted the key into a slim
gold necklace and put it around my neck. The two of them got busy in
dressing me. Shruti combed my beautiful black hair straight back. Prajakta
instructed me on how to wear the sari. I wrapped the sari in suck a way
that my left shoulder was bare. My arms were slim and beautiful. She then
handed over some red glass bangles, which I put on both hands. I finally
put two matching silver anklets on my feet. They took me to a mirror.
Thousands of emotions ran through me. On the mirror was the most sensuous
woman I had ever seen. Lustrous skin, red lips and dark hair produces an
image of feminine vulnerability. I just wanted to give myself completely
over to the two powerful women standing before me. I knelt and kissed both
their feet and whispered, "Thank you, my husband." Shruti caught me by my
hair and pulled my face up. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth. The
kiss was like nothing I had ever experienced.
Prjakta put two earrings on my lobes and nibbled them whispered very
softly, "Darling I am so sorry about this but I am going to enjoy it any
way." I did not understand what they meant until I saw their palms. They
held a riding crop with golden handles. Shruti explained, "It is part of
your disciplining process. You see in this society we have no wife
beaters. We simply punish them regularly to remind them of their place in
life. Now start sucking my toes." She removed her feet from her boots.
The smell of sweat was strong but her feet were lovely. I gently took the
toe into my mouth and suckled on it. She hiked up my sari so that my
buttocks and thighs were clearly visible. The crop whizzed through the air
and smashed into my ass. I squirmed in pain but continued to suck her feet
one at a time. Her crop smashed into my buttocks five more time. My ass
was burning in pain. I squirmed wildly as I tasted the sweat on her feet.
Tears were freely falling down my face. She finally stopped. I continued
to suck her feet. She and Prajakta kissed as I continued to suck her feet.
Prajakta gently pulled me up, "Darling, it is time for you to become our
wife. In this world the wedding ceremony is a little different. Now beg us
properly to become your husband."
I knelt and kissed their feet, "Please let me have the honor of being your
wife. Please be my husband."
"Do not look up. I want your nose to the floor." She twisted my hands
behind me and tied my elbows together. "Now remain like this till we come
to get you."
I remained in the position. My arms were sore and hurt. But being helpless
and the prospect of becoming a wife somehow made a feeling of sexuality
run through my body. Finally I heard footsteps and did not look up.
Prajakta freed my arm and ordered me to rise. She and Shruti kissed my
cheeks. They took my arms led me out of the room down the stairs. I kept
my eyes down as I played the part of a shy blushing bride to perfection.
As we walked down Shruti and Prajakta instructed me on the part I had to
play, "Darling today is the auspicious day when the marriages in this town
take place. As we are the queens each husband will approach us. This is
the protocol you must follow. " Than she explained the protocol. I had
never been more terrified or excited.
As we entered the hall I saw two beautiful thrones in the middle. At least
twenty couples all dressed as us were in the hall. Every woman carried a
crop. Prajakta and Shruti walked up and sat on the throne. Their palms
were intertwined. I knelt and licked across the length of their feet. A
gong rang as a man announced, "Husband Janice and wife Ron." Janice was a
powerful negress. Ron on the other hand was gorgeous. Janice shook hands
with Shruti and Janice. I and Ron said simultaneously, "I am the bride to
be." I kissed Janice feet and Ron kissed the feet of Shruti and Prajakta.
They brought the whip down his buttock. Janice brought the crop down my
buttock twice. The pain shot through my already sensitive butt. I cried
but remained silent. Then came the moment I was dreading. Ron and I held
each other in our arms and kissed each other in the mouth. Our lips were
soft and yielding. We gently disentangled and announced, "We are sisters
forever." I got whipped forty times that day and kissed forty beautiful
male brides.
We were than walked over to a different hall. This hall was lighted in an
exquisite manner. There were a group of musicians at one corner. The women
seated themselves on the cushions placed on the floors around the room. We
the brides stood in the center. Prajakta spoke in soft but clearly audible
tones. "Now the brides will perform the dance of wedding as they woo us,
their husbands to be. The marriage will be consumed here in the hall of
passion."
I suddenly had ingrained within me the knowledge to perform the most
sensuous of dances. All of us hand in hand began to move in perfect
symmetry. The erection of our husbands began to slowly sprout. Suddenly a
shower of warm water fell upon us. Our skins were wet and gleaming. Our
anklets made beautiful music as we moved slowly and sensuously with the
music. We now formed pairs and each pair of two brides danced while lips
were locked in a passionate kiss. The bride I dances with was a dark
skinned beautiful man. He wore golden bangles, which gleamed against his
smooth dark skin. His soft lips locked against mine as his tongue found
his way in. I responded as our bodies moved to the music. His dark legs
with golden anklets rubbed against my fair legs. We let go and exchanged
pairs. We could feel the lustful gaze of our husbands upon us. Their
erections were clearly visible. I was enjoying the effect that I was
having on Prajakta and Shruti. Intoxicated by wine their bloodshot eyes
were scanning my body.
I disentangled my self from the gorgeous oriental bride with whom I was
involved in a passionate kiss. We all proceeded to close to our respective
husbands as we danced for them. As my hips gyrated in a slow motion as per
the tune of the song I felt a weight grow upon my chest. It was swelling.
The music grew faster. I danced harder and harder. The weight in my chest
grew heavier. I gasped as I realized that I had a beautiful set of well-
rounded breasts. My nipples were clearly visible through the thin wet sari
that covered it. A hand now caught my ankles in a strong grip. I stood in
the same position and swayed my hips as hands fondled and ran up my legs.
Shruti continued to hold my legs as she planted kisses on it. Now Prajakta
caught my hands and pulled me onto her laps. She pulled the sari off my
breasts. I was completely helpless and loved the feeling. My two husbands
began to squeeze and suck my breasts. I was in ecstasy an amazing feeling
shot through my whole body. I suddenly realized that I was having orgasms
as a woman.
Prajakta ordered, "Now undress us."
I kissed her feet in acceptance. My dainty slim hands slowly unbuttoned my
husband's shirt as she kissed me hard. I bent down and slowly unbuttoned
her trousers. An eight-inch thick penis sprang out! I gently ran my tongue
all along the penis and tasted some wonderful pre-cum. I did the same to
Shruti as Prajakta watched, her eyes filled with pure lust through a
combination of alcohol and atmosphere. She now pulled my sari as I came
undressed. I looked at myself in the mirror in the wall. I wore only a
locket, earrings, bangles and the chastity belt. Shruti nibble my ears and
kisses my beautiful neck passionately. Her caught the locket between her
teeth and pulled it of.
She throatily whispered, "No honey, it is time for you to change from a
maiden to a wife."
Prajakta unlocked my chastity belt and pushed me down. She was more
aggressive than I believed possible. She held me in a strong embrace and
her tongue forced its way through my soft lips. She entered me hard with a
powerful thrust. I was lost in a world where the pain in some strange way
increased my ecstasy as my husband's organ filled me up. I now had a
husband and belonged to her. The thought brought an overwhelming sense of
pleasure. Prajakta was in throes of ecstasy as her fingernails dug into my
back. I was gentle as my hand caressed my husband's muscular back and
shoulders. Prajakta turned me around. Now I was on top of her. I felt some
fingers penetrate my ass and something cool being rubbed into it.
My lips were still locked with Prajakta as I felt Shruti enter my from
behind. I do not know what she rubbed into my ass but there was very
little pain and intense pleasure as the two penis met within me. Shruti's
thrust grew harder as she caught my hair and twisted my face to kiss me
deeply. I felt an endless stream of orgasm wash through me. I never wanted
this sensation to end. Our moans were loud and mingled with the music in
a strange way. Suddenly the two women came hard within me.
I lay helpless partly because of the intense love-making I had just
encountered and partly because of the weight of my husbands between whom I
lay sandwiched. They now placed gentle kisses and pecks.
Prajakta gently said, "Now you are our wife. You will now drink our
essence to seal this pact."
I smiled and without taking my eyes of her, gently planted kisses on her
penis. He penis filled my nose with the strong musky smell of cum. I
gently kissed and sucked her organ. It began to grow within my mouth.
Prajakta grip on my hair grew harder as she kissed Shruti. I had the
entire eight inches within my mouth as her cum flowed into my throat. I
took my mouth of her and kissed Shruti's penis and sucked it until he I
tasted her `essence'. Now I with all the new brides walked over to the
center of the room. We held each other's hands and faced our respective
husbands as we knelt. We spoke our oaths, "I the brides belong heart body
and sole to you, my husband. I shall love, care and obey you without
hesitation or question forever."
We stayed on our knees as our husbands approached us. Each had a golden
collar attached to a chain. As Prajakta fastened the collar around my neck
she and Shruti recited, "We accept you to be our wife. We shall love you
forever. Any pain we shall inflict shall be for love and not anger. You
now belong to us."
As I knelt the scene suddenly changed as we were back in the halls of
Kamasutra.
I heard Ali say, "Well now what?"
Shruti stared, "How long have we been away?"
Ali was puzzled, "Away? What are you talking about?"
No one replied as I, Prajakta and Shruti looked at ourselves still filled
with the trance the hall had brought upon us.
Ali shook his head; "Well it is my chance now." Before we could stop him
he threw the dice....
To be continued...
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