Continued from the previous post...
As I entered the coupe at the snap of fingers from my goddess wife, there were no orders. With food particles spread all around the dirty floor, I was well trained what to do. I started eating every bit of food from the floor which was mixed with dirt, sand and god knows what. I didn't realize out of exhaustion and eating food after so much time, when I fell asleep on the floor itself. I was used to sleep in most uncomfortable positions and this was nothing new. I was woken by kick , don't know if it was a kick by my goddess wife or her bf, neither did i care, immediately i got into my kneeling position and said " Sorry sorry goddess..sorry goddess, i slept" Not acknowledging my apology " get bags ready, we are reaching goa" came order from my goddess. Immediately, I got to work making sure not to get my goddess angry anymore and get punished in turn. I completely searched the coupe and picked up everything and packed. Seeing 3 used condoms my heart sank and as I was gulping, kick on my head came... clean the coupe. Don't want others to know what happened inside. "Yes goddess, yes goddess" and i reached for the condom underneath and picked it up using my hand and trashed it. I reached out for goddess's shoes and with the hope of touching her feet and impress her, I asked " Can I put shoes on your feet my goddess" another kick... "do what i say".. disappointed, as i continue cleaning and packing, goddess picked her shoes and placed on my back...and started wearing it herself...very disappointed that i could not even touch her feet and became a foot stool, I continued cleaning and packing, thinking myself fortunate that my back was blessed by my goddess's shoes. with everything packed, I knelt in a corner waiting for the next order. Goddess and her bf were excited and busy exploring the new city and hence, our taxi ride to the hotel was largely uneventful from a humiliation POV. I had a breather of a time sitting next to the driver in the taxi, while my mind was all the time racing against what was going to be the storm after this lull.
The room as as luxurious as ever...but for them. as for me... the toilet is a toilet in any restuarant... clean at first..but later...you never know..depends on goddess's mood and health..Goddess decided to play a wicked game as we got down from the taxi... as i opened the door for her to get down..she came and hugged me and gave me a kiss on my cheek... stretched her arms for me to grab and walk along... sensing the opportunity to once be treated equal..i held her hand and walked... i could see bf giving a wicked smile... at the reception..i was proud to announce my name : Mr. and Mrs. Rajesh and a guest...and get the keys proudly and walked... the luggage was carried for a change by room boy, while bf was walking behind us..oogling at my wife's ass...i was in heaven...enjoying being treated equal and walking...as soon as we entered the room and i tipped the room boy 1000 rs happily.....came a slap...what the fuck...chi.... how dare you touch me you filthy dog...i was shell shocked to reply...i dropped to knees...and started pleading..."goddess...please please forgive me..i forgot my status..i forgot my aukad and acted in a flow... it won't be repeated" and i dropped to her feet and started begging for my life holding her feet..she kicked me away and went to balcony to enjoy the view with bf... while walking i could see both of them giggling...which made me realize it was one of the tests goddess was keeping for me... only problem was till now..i don't know what is the right answer to this test , if at all it happens again...and i don't know if my punishment is over...i was still lying on the floor where goddess stood a few seconds back..with tears in my eyes..more from the shock, dejection and disappointment than pain...Seeing that goddess was in no mood to even punish me, i went into my room, which is the bathroom and to make my goddess happy, i started cleaning the bathroom hoping to impress goddess or in worst case get her attention to get punished..I put the best ever effort at cleaning the toilet which was used by god knows who and which was not yet blessed by my goddess to impress her, suddenly i hear goddess calling me " get out" and she was standing at the bathroom door, i thought it was in for some luck and goddess would use the bathroom i had spent so much time cleaning but sir came in and kicked me out. Like a faithful dog, i was waiting outside the bathroom at my goddess's feet while sir was using the bathroom, goddess kept her sandaled feet on my head as a footstand while fiddling with her hairs with one hand and looking at her mobile with other, as if i didn't even exist, though she ensured my face was crushed on the floor under her feet pressure and i had trouble breathing. As sir exits the bathroom without flushing of course, goddess enters , while entering casually kicks off her shoes on my face as if i was some shoe rack, no instruction nothing. It is these confusing moments which are most difficult to handle, should i clean the bathroom, should i clean her shoes, should i simply kneel there? I thought best is to take sniff of her shoes which had the warm smell of her feet and started cleaning them with all sincerity , licking the insoles and outside. " Soles only" came the order from inside the bathroom. One side i was happy that Goddess and me were totally in sync, she correctly guessed that I would be cleaning her shoes, but other side i was terrified because i had licked insoles and top portions too and it was all wet. Realizing my mistake i immediately began wiping the shoes on my head to dry it off my hairs praying that Goddess doesn't return soon. Bathroom door opens and goddess steps out, I was literally shivering in fear, but she decided to completely ignore me, jumped over the kneeling me and went to the balcony walking barefoot to her bf. I continued rubbing her shoes on my head and drying it thanking heavens that Goddess didn't punish me for my mistake, yet.
I was summoned by a snap of fingers from the balcony. Thanks to all these years of training i could hear goddess fingers snap in loudest environments. Immediately, I ran and knelt at her feet as I have practiced. "Get the bed ready" came the order. With eyes full of jealousy, i tried to glance up to see what were they upto as i could see only 2 feet of sir's on floor, I could see goddess was comfortably sitting on sir's lap. "Yes, my goddess " i replied meekly and went to get bed ready for my wife goddess and her bf sir to have fun, leaving them to warm up with some foreplay.
As was the practise, I ordered new sheets with the hotel maintenance put them, got the exact amount of rose petals and spread it evenly on the bed. The memories of my own honeymoon came to mind where my wife goddess complained about excess rose petals on the bed and refused to sleep next to me, little did i know that was the begining of this life. Snap of fingers brought me back to the reality and i ran and knelt by my goddess's side in the balcony. "Ask sir which flavor of condom he wants and order it" and I could hear loud laughter from both of them. May be like me, sir was also not expecting this level of humiliation. I crawled to sir's side and in a pleading tone : " Sir..Sir.. can you please please let me know what flavor of condom would you condom would you need? " I spoke in a tone barely audible out of shame , guilt and humiliation. "Can't hear you" Came from sir. A slap is what came from my goddess " Can't you talk louder idiot". "Yes goddess, yes goddess" I repeated the same this time louder. " Condom .... for what?" Laughter sound was so loud that the next room would have heard it. Alas, nobody would have heard or cared about the tears I had. " Sir... condom... for.... for... having safe sex with my wife ..." Even though I was stuttering while speaking this, I made sure i speak loud enough. Luckily, sir was in hurry and said " Get any goddamn flavor man, but get 5 of them" Thanking god and my goddess that my humiliation was shortlived, " Thank you sir , thank you goddess " and i bowed out to get the condom and continued with getting the bed room ready. With romantic Jazz music playing and wine ready for them to drink at their disposal, i came and reported " Goddess, bed room is ready". I could see only two feet of sir's walking to the bed room, meaning goddess was being carried to the bedroom and the door closes, leaving me without any orders or instructions for the remaining night, which I had no clue of how long it is going to be.
