He was angry because of that and then came in my a**. He pulled it out and then again gave me the hardest spanking, and I pushed the cum out because of that. It was mixed with the sh*t. He then took the cum mixed with my spit and shoved it in my mouth. and forced me to eat it. It was nasty and tasted like shite. I gave up and did what he said. It was about a half hour that I was with him, and my flatmate called me; she asked where I was, and I told her I was out for a few minutes and I would be back soon. And cut the phone quickly. He grabbed my nipples and took me into his bedroom. He was going for another round. But it was different; he took some ropes and tied me to the bed with my hands and then tied my legs by spreading them. I told him to stop multiple times, but he was in the mood and wasn’t ready to stop. He then jumped on the bed and started beating me on my pussy. He slapped my pussy for some time, and I had an orgasm because of it. He started slapping my boobs, and then he confessed that he bumped into me on purpose, and the drink was all done on purpose. He then kissed me and said, “Don’t worry, it will be quick, and nothing will be visible when I go out.”
He then spanked me on my butt from the side and placed his dick in my pussycat. started fucking me. It was rough, and he was continuously calling me some questionable names like whore, you piece of shit, slut, slut for dogs, etc. I was enjoying it internally, but the process was getting me worried. I was crying. He kissed me on my forehead and said it’s over and cummed in my pussy. I had another orgasm, and I was shivering. He unties me, then takes me to the washroom and makes me sit and poo and push out all the cum. I do what he says, and then he washes my face and takes some sindoor and puts it on my head, as it was earlier. I was so horny when he did this.
Then he made sure that the rope marks were all hidden under my bangles. And then she dressed me in my lehenga. He made sure I was looking the same way I did before. I just ruined my makeup, and that’s it. He said, “We can do another session if you want.” I said no, please, and then rushed out of the house. He locked the door and dropped me back at the venue. I ran inside, and my mom asked me, “Why is my makeup gone?” I said I just washed my face, so it was gone. I went in the bathroom and put on some foundation. And we went back to the wedding ceremony. My flatmate met me, and I just told her, “I have a lot to share with you as soon as we return to our flat.”
She looked at me in shock, and I hugged her and said let’s enjoy this day, and then we went and took some pictures with the couple, and then we also took some together, etc. There was a reception at night, and most of the people who didn’t come to the wedding or who came to the wedding also came to the reception. It was a fun night; everyone gave a small speech, including me, and there was a dance as well. I had time to change and redo my makeup. He was also present at the reception, and he too gave a small speech as he was a good friend of his. He was staring at me while I was dancing, and I gave him some naughty looks. It was a very good party. Dinner was done, and then I met him once again when most of the guests were gone. I met him at the entrance, and he was leaving. I told him I enjoyed it; he said that’s good to hear, and then he kissed me on my lips and left. I wanted to stop him, but I have no romantic feelings for him. and if I stopped him, it could have been seen as if I was interested, which would have led to a huge drama, etc. And I was over that sh*t.