Femdom Uponyash

Oboseshe femdom uponyashTi sesh korechi. lekhaTi ingreji te, poTobhumika jodio banglar.

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ekhane paben uponyashTi. bohu koshTer lekha, poRe janaben kemon laglo.

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website ebong uponyas

ebar o ingriji te. pathok ke dekhte onurodh korbo.

http://indianfemdomnovel.webs.com/intro.html

jibon er prothom femdom uponyas likhlam, ebong amar daabi prothom bharotiyo femdom uponyas.

kemon lage kakima jethima der femdom golper choritro hisebe pete.  jodi apnar pasher apnar paan khawa jethima hoye othen dominatrix? pore felun novel.

(prothom chapter upload korlam, bakigulo korchi dhire dhire)

kemon hoyeche, pathok bichar korben. feedback deben lekhok ke.

bhalo thakben bondhura.

Teacher’s slave (dui school sikhhikar golam).

Shilpa had a cruel smile on her face. She started, “So, Amit, you would do anything that we ask you to?”

“Yes, Madame. I will do anything that you tell me. I shall be like your slave.”

Amit saw a small ray of hope, as he went near Shilpa Madame’s feet. Shilpa Madame was sitting cross-legged, her sari touching the ground, and a glimpse of her expensive sandal could be seen beneath it. She liked his answer. It was getting her wet. She let him come near her feet. She also wanted to feel his tear stained face in her feet. Very predictably, Amit came and threw herself at Shilpa Madame’s feet.

“Madame, anything. Anything you say.”

“Anything, really? How about eating this piece of roti (bread) from the floor?”

Shilpa Madame dropped the half eaten piece of roti in her plate to the ground, and mashed it with her sandals.

“Lets see if you can lap it up,” she said in a mockingly loving tone, that one uses with their pet. Amit was desperate. He started lapping up the piece of bread, mixed with the dirt under Shilpa Madame’s shoes.

“Choo, choo,” Shilpa Madame pointed towards the morsels left at the bottom of her sandals. She called him like a dog. There was a cruel smile in her eyes that was somehow getting Amit wet in his pants. Amit came crawling towards her feet. He lapped up the morsels of bread in her sandals. They tasted horrible, combined with all the dirt from the streets in her sandal. He almost wanted to throw up.

“Good,” said Shilpa Madame. She stroked her head with the other sandal.

In the meantime, Anita Madame was seating back and enjoying the humiliation. Now, she put her sandals on the boys face, too. She pressed the sandals on his head, so that his nose was now squashed in the floor. What a feeling of power it gave her! The head of a man squished beneath her feet, and the man obediently suffering, just for her pleasure. She always liked men groveling. She always loved to see petty people like beggars, door-to-door salesman groveling and sucking up to her. But this, of course, was different. Here, it was so physical.

“Bloody Fuck, I will squish you like a worm that you are, under my feet,” she thought in her mind.

“Come to my house tomorrow evening, at five, after the classes. We will talk about it and I want to see you this obedient. Remember, this is your only chance.”

“Thank you, Madame. Thank you Madame.” Amit kept on repeating, thanking them profusely, touching the ground in front of Anita Madame’s feet with his forehead each time.

The full story is here:

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=424010

punoray post…

ekhane onekdin kono post kora hoyna. tobu sitemeter er sonkhyatotwo janachhe onekei majhemodhye ekhane ashen, bangla femdom golper khonje. ei muhurte somoyobhabe beshi lekha hoye othe na. jototuku lekha hoy, ingreji tei hoy.

tai thik korlam ei blog e amar nijer i ingreji te lekha femdom golpo gulor link kichu post korbo. prekhhapot sei amar chotobelar banglar chotto sohor, sudhu bhashata ingreji. asha kori pathok ei truti marjona korben.

pore bangla golpo lekhar somoy pele ekhane obosyoi post korbo. prosongoto, amar prothom lekha  bangla golpotio nijer lekha ekti ingreji golper onukorone.

Ghorjamai 2

Suparna debi sofa te eshe boshlen. pichone pichone Rajarshi, ghar nichu, chokh Suparnadebi r paayer dike. monib er paayer dike chara ar kono dike jeno chokh na jay, sashuri r strict nirdesh. ar monib er sukh shachhondo r dikei jeno mon thake. Suparna debi sofa te bostei Rajarashi paa theke choti ta khule sojotne mejher upor rakhlo, tarpor duTi paa haathe niye dhire dhire sofar upor rakhlo. Suparna debi ke khushi rakhar arekti upay tar paaye ekbar matha ghosha, badhyo kukurer moto. bohudin seba korte korte e somostoi rajarshi dhire dhire sikheche.  rege jawa sashuri ke sontusto korte tar paaye ekbar matha ghoshlo rajarashi, tarporei doure giye egiye dilo TV r Remote ta.

“hujur, kon channel ta debo, hujur?”. Suparna debi khoborer kagoje chokh bolachhilen. kichui bollen na. Rajarshi minute pnachek dnaRiye roilo, haate remote niye, Suparna debi r paayer kache. monib kichu bola obdi e bhabei opekhha korte sekhano hoyeche Rajarshi ke. minute pnachek baade Suparna debi mukh tullen khoborer kagoj theke.

“oi bangla serial ta laga”. Rajarshi jane uni kon serial Tir kotha bolchen. Suparna debi r pochondo opochondo, sobkichu r uporei nojor rakhte hoi Rajarshi ke. serial ti chalie remote control ta rekhe dey Rajarshi samner tebil e. tarpore ekbar sashtango pronam kore, jebhabe protyek ti order er pore korte adesh dewa ache. diye taratari chole jay ranna ghore.

to be continued…..

ghorjamai

sashuri r chaan hoye geche. bathroom theke berolen. Rajarshi towale hate baire opekhha korchilo. matha nichu. sashuri r mukh er dike takano r sahosh aaj obdi tar hoyni. onake dekhlei kemon jeno knapuni dhore,bhoye. ebong ekta odbhut ichha jage, onar paayer tolay nijeke sompurno bhabe surrender korar.

oboshyo seta Rajarshi onek agei koreche. bekar Rajarshi jokhon Suparna debi r chakurirota meyetike biye korar sidhhanto ney, tokhon i janto, maa ar meyer samne chirokaal i mukh nichu kore thakte hobe, ar jo hujur kore cholte hobe. dui torofer kachei biye ta khub advantage er chilo. Rajarshi cheyechilo ekjon controlling mohila r chatar tolay thakte, fai formash khatte. ekhane ekjon noy, akebare dujon. odike Suparna debi, o tar meye konika cheyechilo bor noy, ekta chakor, jake ichhemoto order dewa jabe. ebong bekar jubok hole to aroi bhalo,ekdom payer tolay thakbe, protiti paai poisar jonno o sashuri ebong bou er kache eshe hat patte hobe.

Suparnadebi bathroom theke berono matroi Rajarshi towale haate ubu hoye bose porlo, bhije paa muchiye dite laglo. 

“Ranna hoye geche”

“hujur, ektu deri ache. bhaat ta chapiyechi,ekhono hoyni”.

“saradin koris ki banchod? ekta bhaat banate kotokhhon lage” bhije paayei sojore Rajarshi r mukher upore ekta laathi chalan Suparnadebi. 

“hujur, bhul hoye geche hujur” bolei Rajarshi nakkhot dite arombho kore Suparna debi r paayer samne.

“ami ki bolechi, khabar banate pnach minute deri holeo tor sedin sokaler moto ar khabar jutbe na. akebare ratrei khete pabi. jaa, ekhon amar choti ta niye aye”

“ji hujur, sob i apnar koruna, hujur. apni ja bolben” bole Suparna debi r choti ante chutlo Rajarshi. fire eshe sojotne duti paaye choti ta poriye dilo.

 

to be continued…..

gnorar kotha

google e “bangla femdom” ba “bengali femdom” search kore konodin banglay lekha kono femdom golper sondhan meleni. ghotona ti jothesto bismoykor.

jati hisebe bangali adikaal theke naari ke pujar asone bosiyeche. bangali r aradhyo debi Durga. Dosobhuja. Tar trishul e bidhho korechen osur ke. jontronakator mohisashur tar payer kache. arek aradhyo debi Kaali. shokti r proteek. poti shib ke pododolito kore bir bikrome tar upore dnariye royechen. popular culture e femdom er erokom public display kom i dekha jay.

bibahito bangali purushmatrei obohito, songshar er asol chabi ti kar haate thake. bangali jibon er mohapurush der modhyeo dekha geche, naari ke debi r ashone boshiye pujo korar sei ek i probritti. Sri Sri Ramkrishno r kotha prothomei mone ashe. tader dampotyo somporko sedin hoyto dhormer prolep poriye dhakte hoyechilo, kintu Ramkrishner tibro akankha ki ajker internet jug er bangali r pokhhe bojha khub sokto?

tar porei pathok er mone hoyto asbe Robindronath er Debi golper proshongo, ja Satyajit Ray er bikhyato chobi teo rupantorito hoyechilo. Kobiguru r gaan eo barbar ghurefire ashe purush mon er sei akul minoti:

“choron o dhorite dio go amare

nio na, nio na soraye

jibon  moron o sukho dukho diye

bokhhe  dhoribo joraye

 

choron o dhorite diyo go amare …….”

kobiguru r gaan diyei prothom post er somapti ghotalam. internet e bangali manos ei chorom bhabe obohelito dik ti ke tule dhorai amar uddeshyo kichu golper madhyome.

Punoscho:  Golpo guli oneker kachei kuruchikor lagte pare. tader kache ami prothomei khomaprarthi. femdom sokoler jonno noy. ebong onnyanyo pornographic fantasy r motoi etao sudhu matro fantasy i. fantasy r duniya r baire amra apnader motoi sadharon manush, jader sathe apnar dekha hoy , maacher bajare, othoba pujo r mondope, party office e othoba ponchishe boishakhe. bhalo thakben.