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“Was that the best ever tour or what?” Rahul asked, unlocking their hotel room’s door and stepping inside. “God, I loved every minute of that.”
“I didn’t enjoy it so much, actually.” Priya said, casting aside her sandy beach slippers. “We didn’t have to visit all the freakin’ beaches in one day, you know. I would have enjoyed it so much more if they just went to one or two.”
“Yeah. It was a bit hasty in that way. But your way wouldn’t have been much of a tour.”
“I know.” Priya said. “Hey, what’s the time anyway?”
“Around 3 P.M.” Rahul said.
“How about we go back to that extremely quiet beach and spend the evening there?” Priya asked.
“You mean Mandrem beach?”
“Yeah. It seems like a perfect place where we could enjoy a little…you know…” Priya grinned.
“Evening delight?” Rahul asked. Priya nodded. “Yeah. Sounds like a perfect plan.”
“Of course you’d call it a perfect plan.” Priya said, walking towards the restroom. “Hey, wait a minute. Our slaves are in the restrooms, aren’t they?”
“Supposed to be, yes.”
Priya listened through the restroom door. “Very quiet. Wait, I can hear snoring!”
“Srinath’s asleep in the restroom?” Rahul laughed. “He’s a survivor, I’ll tell you that.”
Priya slowly unlocked the door and opened it to see Srinath fast asleep, lying down alone on the floor of the hotel’s restroom. “Look at him snoring away. He looks so peaceful, doesn’t he?” Priya asked Rahul as the couple looked on at their sleeping slave.
“I wonder how that’s possible, after all the punishment we put him through these two days.” Rahul said.
“He never used to sleep that peacefully when he was my boyfriend.” Priya said. “I guess he is finally living the life he wants and deserves. My official ass kisser.”
“Shouldn’t we be going to bed? Get a little bit of rest before our evening delight?” Rahul asked.
“You feeling sleepy? Go ahead, I don’t mind. I just wanted to give him one more punishment before we go out again.” Priya said.
“And what would that be?” Rahul’s face brightened with anticipation.
“Watch.” Priya walked over to her sleeping ex-boyfriend and stood over his head, planting her feet on either side of his head. She lowered her skirt along with her panties and bent her knees, bringing her butt less than an inch over his face. The enslaved ex began to sniff and stir at the bottom of her buttocks, his eyes still closed in deep sleep. Almost a minute later, he opened his eyes to see Priya’s butt covering his vision completely.
“Priya?” Srinath asked, lying still on the floor to avoid touching her body. “What the hell are you doing?”
“That’s a very good question.” Priya looked down to his face under her ass. “Do you remember how I dumped you yesterday?”
“Vividly,” Srinath gulped.
“Well, I had so much fun dumping you that I’ve decided to dump you again.”
“Priya, please let me have a few hours of sleep.” Srinath said.
“All of that is your fault. Now, do you remember how I was sitting on the couch with Rahul today when I dumped you?” Priya asked.
“I do, Priya. How can I forget such a nightmare?”
“Well, that was just one of the scenarios I had in mind when I was considering how I would dump you.” Priya said. “The other scenario was to sleep with you one last time and make you wake up to the smell of my buttocks, like this. Since you are my official ass kisser now…”
“Please tell me you are done.” Srinath wailed.
“I’m just getting started.” Priya said, getting herself up and off his face. “I want you to shut up and keep your face on my commode.”
“Priya, you’ve already dumped me once. I’m hurt, tired and heartbroken. Please don’t…”
“You’re saying many things, but what I’m hearing is this.” Priya paraphrased. “Your situation cannot possibly get any worse.”
“That’s true.” Srinath said.
“So what are you waiting for?” Priya smiled. “Put your head over there, come on.”
Srinath executed her order by placing his neck on the rim of her commode and looking upwards at the couple. “Priya, I’m still recovering from being dumped once. What’s the need to do it again?”
“If I dumped you properly, why would you still be here?” Priya asked. “Doesn’t make sense, right?”
“Please, don’t…”
“Hey, you are my slave and you will do as I say. Is that understood?” Priya asked.
“Yes, yes.”
“Good then. This is your re-dumping session.” Priya stretched out her hand to Rahul and brought him closer to herself. “You are such a loser compared to Rahul.” The couple gazed into each other’s eyes and kissed on the lips, licking the complete surface of each other’s tongue even as the ex watched them romanticizing over him. “He’s so nice to kiss; he doesn’t smoke like a loser. His mouth is so sweet, you should taste his spit.” Priya frowned at her ex. Rahul hawked up a mouthful of saliva in his mouth and bent over the slave. Srinath closed his eyes and opened his mouth in obedience. The new boyfriend spat out a whole mouthful on his face and laughed as the thick fluid trickled into his mouth.
Priya then hugged Rahul and continued to look down at her cuckold slave. “My new boyfriend always smells so good. His butt smells better than your face.” Rahul brought down his pants and displayed his naked butt.
“I’m sorry, Priya.” Srinath said, still wiping off the sticky saliva off his face. “Please don’t make me smell that.”
“Did you just tell me what I shouldn’t do?” Priya asked. She grabbed the back of Srinath’s neck and placed him right behind Rahul’s ass, making him kiss the black spot with his lips. A loud, thundering noise blasted from Rahul’s bottom, drowning Srinath in a heavy, rotten fog of pungent gas. Priya clapped her hands and laughed. “Now you smell better, you bloody cigarette smoking loser.”
Srinath cried and dropped to Priya’s feet. “Mercy, my Lord.”
“What do you mean by mercy? You smell better now, loser!” Priya said. “You should be thanking us for re-dumping you.” Srinath bowed down and tried to shake off the stench from his face. “Why am I not hearing any words from you?”
“Thank you, Priya.” Srinath said. A scary frown descended on her face. “Alright. Thank you, Rahul,” he said, turning to the boyfriend.
“You are welcome!” Rahul said, turning around and shaking his butt left and right. “There’s more where that came from.”
“I think that’s enough.” Priya said. “Now, for the best part of dumping you and upgrading to a real man.” She caught Rahul’s erect penis and showed it to Srinath. “Look at that. The size, the substance and the performance, he’s the best I’ve ever had.”
“I’m happy for you, Priya.” Srinath said, his hands joined together and his eyes barely open.
“You better be happy. Really happy. Hold his penis in your hand and worship it. You need to realize how inadequate you were for a girl like me.” Srinath held the hard, erect penis with both his hands and closed his eyes. “Now, I want you to slowly push that into my pussy,” Priya said, turning around and standing right before her boyfriend’s cock. Srinath brought Priya’s butt closer to the penis and pushed it in. Priya moaned even before he was done pushing one into the other. “Ahh, now that’s a real man. Something you can never ever be in a million years.”
Why can't you be like him?
“I accept. I wasn’t man enough for you, We’ve been through this already, Priya.” Srinath said.
Priya then stomped Srinath’s neck, crushing him down into the commode. “Dumping you was the best decision I’ve ever made. Now I’m going to perform the finale, the final part of your re-dumping.”
Srinath’s breath began to race quickly out of his control, even as he watched the beautiful girl’s smile. “What would that…”
“Close your eyes.” Priya ordered.
Srinath obeyed, sinking further into the commode. Priya stepped her legs on either side of his head, making sure that her butt was exactly over her ex-boyfriend’s face. Srinath looked up to see the darkish skin at the bottom of her ass.
“How can you call a boyfriend dumped if you haven’t taken a dump on his face?” Priya laughed with Rahul. She grunted a bit, pushing some yellow-brown feces out of her ass. Srinath closed his eyes and flattened his face. Long, foul-smelling turds of shit landed on him, covering up his vision and his nasal passages with nothing but the strong stench and the heavy mass. His neck and spine weakened as his soul drowned into the foul smelling punishment that seemed to amask every inch of his existence.
Priya shared a high-five with her boyfriend. “Now that’s what I call a good dumping.”
The couple looked down at the brownfaced cuckold slave. “Hey, loser! Open up your mouth and chew! Really get the taste of Priya’s dump in your mouth,” Rahul said. Srinath felt faint, tears began to form on his face but they had no room to roll out; he began to chew the turds stuck on his face.
“And don’t forget to clean up your hands.” Priya said, picking up the defeated man’s arms and wiping her dirty buttocks on his hands. Srinath was too weak to put up any kind of resistance. “Now, where is that loser Sharada?” Priya asked.
“She’s in the other toilet.” Rahul said.
“Let’s go redump her ass.”
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