Weekend Bollywood Blast

A young Muslim woman, emotionally blackmailed by her father into an engagment, pines for her Hindu lover.

From the movie Veer-Zaara starring Preity Zinta and ShahRukh Khan. Available to stream on Netflix


Why I like this song

1. The concept of forbidden love. Hindu boy-Muslim girl love was considered so incendiary that Bollywood films did not even explore it till two decades ago maybe. People were afraid of riots and looting on the streets from mobs. Of course now we can all laugh at it and it is shown regularly in films and it happens quite frequently in real life, but at one time it was taboo.
2. It is a Yash-Raj film. they always explore strange love angles and I love the songs and pageantry in their movies.
3. The concept of a collared mind! Seeing your lover everywhere you look. Having your mind completely imprinted by him, being obsessed by him. I can totally relate to somebody who just gets into your brain and then refuses to let go. I feel like this woman all the time! Whenever I crave my Swami and he is not near me, I listen to this song. It is like chocolate for my addicted brain!!
4. I am a sucker for self sacrifice. I wept during this movie. Yes, I cry during movies. There I have said it. The man languishes in a Pakistani jail for decades to protect his lover and she thinks he is dead. It broke my heart to see this love story on screen. But it has a happy ending! This is more about the movie, but it speaks to the deep love they share.
5. The lyrics of this song. OMG. I just love it. Hearing them in the original language, really moves you. The best one liner in the song "I am present in every one of your dreams, I am the light that shines in your eyes" Ooh..I melted when I heard that one for the first time. 

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Pain, Pleasure, Perfection - Brazilian Waxing

Article 4, Clause 5 of my Daasi contract makes it very clear that as my Swami's Daasi, I am supposed to be hair free. Swami is very picky about this clause. No hair on the body, especially in my armpits and no hair in the pubic area. He likes the bald look.

Funny thing is I like to be hairless also. I have been waxing since I was 15 and so I have very little hair anyway, but I make sure that I keep myself smooth and sexy for my Swami to the best of my ability. Waxing is kind of foreplay for us also. You can read about how, here

The one place I had not waxed in my pubic area. I had tried it on myself once with a thinner sugar based wax and it was a disaster. Plus my skin is very sensitive and the small area I tried reddened and irritated me for a while. I reluctantly gave it up and settled on shaving.

Since Swami likes me totally clean, I have to shave at least twice a week. It takes time and sometimes I have to go back and do it again, because I could not get all the hair out. Swami has the right to conduct an inspection any time I shave, and I just dislike seeing disappointment in his eyes, if he feels the job is not done well. I crave his approval so much.

My main issue with shaving is the way it makes your skin feel. The rest of my body is silky smooth. I love it when my Swami runs his hands on them and sighs and comments on how soft and smooth my skin feels. Even some of my women friends, run their hands over me and enjoy the feeling :-)

I have craved being smooth down there, but that is impossible when you shave. Even right after the shave, if you run your hand over the area, you can feel the roughness. Then as the days progress, it gets worse.

Finally, my Swami got tired of it. He put his foot down and told me we are revisiting waxing my pubic area. This time he told Chutki and me to research it well and ordered Chutki to do it on me.

I was so nervous. My main fear was that the wax would yank my skin off and I would bleed and would have to rush to the emergency room and face the embarrassment!! Yes, I know, it is silly, but I was afraid.

But, he is my Swami and at the end of the day, putting his wishes and desires before mine is what define me as his Daasi.

Swami also wanted the entire thing filmed!

Chutki, read and re-read the instructions and we finally did it yesterday!!

We used Surgi

I will blog about the the sex Swami and  I had later. I am still reliving it in my thoughts. It was freaking awesome!!

Here I just want to talk about the waxing.

1. I hyperventilated for the first couple of minutes, but after Chutki, did two areas, I was like "big deal, what was I afraid of? Nothing compared to the labor pains I have experienced!"
2. Much easier if someone does it on you. I tried it alone once and it did not work out well for me
3. The Wax I use on the other parts of my body, really does not work well here. This thick wax without the need for strips was perfect
4. I did not take Advil before the procedure as some folks recommend. I did just fine
5. Chutki used the strip based wax later to clean up some of the stray hairs after she used the Surgi. this worked really well

So was it worth it?

OMG, if you are a sub or a slave and you have not tried going completely bald using waxing, I would highly recommend it, at least once for the experience. If you can have a friend do it on you, it can even be fun :-) Thanks Kaneez Chutki. that was such an awesome job, and sorry you did not get any reward for it, but as you know your Maalik has prohibited sexual gratification for you!

I have attached a video here that I found on the web, of a woman going through the procedure.

Look at the expression on her face!! It is so adorable!
My Swami watched our video again and again. He just loved my facial expression and Chutki's giggles and our conversations. He commented that it was way better than watching porn!!

And the way it feels!! so smooth. No stubble, the skin just feels so soft to touch. And I just love the pre-pubescent look. Gosh. It makes me feel so sexy, feminine and submissive!!

My Swami could not keep his hands off my pussy. He said it was so soft, finally like the rest of my body! He also made a decision. He changed our contract and took away my right to shave my pubic area. Now I must wax there!

When I saw his expression as he felt my pussy, I swore i will never go back to shaving again!! I know this won't work for everybody, but for me, it is a dream come true.

I have finally achieved the clean, smooth, totally bald look I have craved at a fraction of the cost of doing a laser treatment :-)

Daasi Dishes: Dal Makhani (Spicy Lentils)

This is my comfort vegetarian dish. When I need something spicy, warm that makes my toes curl!

Ingredients

3/4 cup whole black lentils (whole urad dal for my Indian friends)
2 tablespoons kidney beans
1 teaspoon cumin seed
2 green chilies chopped
1 stick cinnamon
2 cloves yeah, not cloves of.. what? Chutki, just cloves :-)
3 cardamoms
1/2 cup onion, finely chopped
1/2 teaspoon ginger-garlic paste You can also grind garlic and  ginger if you are up to it. I do that
1 teaspoon extra hot red chili powder or more or less depending on your spice tolerance :-)
1/4 teaspoon turmeric powder
1 1/2 cups fresh tomato puree
3/4 cup cream  You can use coconut milk if you are vegan (you know who you are!) , instead of the cream
2 cups water, to boil the lentils
3/4 cup water
3 tablespoons butter or Olive Oil, if you prefer, butter tastes better though :-)
2 tablespoons chopped fresh coriander
2 teaspoons salt or less or more depending on your taste

Recipe

1. Clean, wash and soak the whole black lentils and kidney beans overnight. Drain and keep aside.
2. Combine the lentils and beans with salt and 2 cups of water and cook till they are overcooked (40 mins or pressure cook them).Whisk well till the mixture is almost mashed.
3. Heat the butter in a pan and add the cumin seeds.
4. When the cumin seeds crackle, add the green chillies, cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, onions, ginger-garlic paste and sauté till the onions turn golden brown in color.
5. Add the chilli powder, turmeric powder and tomato puree and cook over a medium flame till the oil separates from the tomato gravy.
6. Add the lentil and bean mixture, water and salt if required and simmer for 10 to 15 minutes.
7. Add the cream and mix well.
8. Garnish with the cilantro and serve hot

Chutki gets her marching orders

Yesterday Swami delivered his instructions to Chutki on how he expected her to lead her life for the next 30 days. Chutki signed up to try out the "24x7" slave lifestyle for a month

The goal of the next 30 days is to try and push Chutki really hard to see if she really wants to live this "slave" lifestyle or is just pursuing some fantasy. He explained his rules to me so that I can blog about it. Italics are my thoughts.

Here they are. Chutki must

1. Forget about whining except when she records her thoughts as per next clause
2. Keep a record of her thoughts and feelings each day. At least one entry every hour. How she feels, what she is doing. etc. Hmm, Chutki, create your own private blog and start ranting :-) Swami feels that re-reading her thoughts this after the trial will help her to understand the journey.
3. Go to bed at 9 pm. Whether she is sleepy or not. She gets in bed. even on weekends. This will be hard on her. She likes to stay up late and wake up late. Slaves don't get that option. She is back in school, so this is going to be that much harder. Swami said this is geared at making some positive changes in her living habits and showing her what real control of her life would look like.
4. Wake up at 4am. Oh Swami!, poor Chutki. When was the last time she woke up that early? Swami wants her to get ready for her future master!
5. Practice an hour of breathing mediation, after brushing her teeth. Compulsory, no exceptions. Oh boy! The first thing I asked my Swami was why he did not put this rule on me. He told me that he believes we all need something to center our selves. I have my rituals. He believes that for Chutki this will be better. He does not see her praying for an hour :-)
6.  Wear only Sarees everywhere. What! OMG. Not that I have anything against Sarees. I love them, they are super feminine and they look specially great on Chutki. She reminds me of Deepika Padukone shown here.
   
   But anybody who wears them knows, it takes time to wear them well and you can't run, or exercise in them. Chutki darling, I asked Swami to relax this rule at least while you exercise, but he flatly refused. Swami told me that this was entirely geared towards bringing attention to her. Everywhere she goes, specially in this country. People are going to notice. Can she live with that? Is she embarrassed? Well attention and embarrassment are kind of written into the slave lifestyle. This is his way of making her aware of it.
7. Eat Vegan diet. Hmm. When I asked Swami, he just smiled. Trust me, he said. ??
8. Not use of any cuss words. Under any circumstances. OK. I can understand this one. Behave like a lady!
9. Not pleasure herself or bring herself to orgasm, period. Giggle. Welcome to Slavedom, Kaneez.
10. Cease tweeting and posting updates on FB, unless it is messages to her family directly. She is allowed to comment on this blog, but that's it. I think it would be easier to ask Chutki to stop drinking water :-) Swami said this was lifestyle modification for her. To test her boundaries. He actually loves her tweets. and chatter on FB.
11. Only eat meals that she has cooked. In addition, she must cook a proper meal from scratch and serve at least four people twice a week. Swami and I do not count. She cannot take my help to cook the meals! Oh Swami! that last part is so cruel!
12. Keep her apartment clean and organized. No clothes on floor, no books everywhere, no laundry piling up, no dirty dishes in sink and absolutely no used facial tissues lying around (I warned you about this one darling!!). Must send a video of her apartment twice daily to me.  LOL! Kaneez, did you think Daasi hood was all about sex?!! Swami never mentioned this to you before Chutki, but he says your apartment is a pigsty.
13. Must clean toilet and bath herself, once a week. No maid service! Swami says this is to build your character. You are too spoilt with help and your dad's money.
14. fulfill all clauses of submissive contract. These ones are in addition to the sub clauses.
15. He gets to add to this list, if he so wishes. Uh Oh! the catch all!

The next month is going to be very interesting.

Chutki gets Collared

It was coming on a month since our arrangement with Chutki and this weekend, we had a talk about what to do when the trial period ended. We spoke not as Master, Slave and Sub in training but as family.

Swami: So Chutki, now that you have tried this for almost a month, it is time to think about what's next. What was your experience like?

Chutki: Jeeju, it has been awesome. I have been in this constant high, both sexually and emotionally. As if I am in love or something!

Me: Chutki, how does the "giving up control" thing feel?

Chutki: Didi, This is the first time I have actually experienced it. I loved it because I guess I trusted you guys so much. I knew you two would always look after me and protect me

Chutki: Jeeju, how have I been as a sub?

The way my Swami handled this question is why I am so proud to be his Daasi, and why my brain is so completely imprinted with his love. Instead of giving her a laundry list of "here's what you were good at" and "here's what you need to improve on" he tried a different approach

Swami: Tell me about the best experience you had so far as part of the trial period.

Chutki: After thinking a bit, always a good sign :-) When you laid down the boundaries of my training. Every word you said and made me repeat, the interview you captured on video and the contract you made me sign, for me that was just so memorable. I go to that place every day, sometimes, many times in a single day.

Swami: Why is that so memorable for you?

Chutki: Because it made me feel so loved, so cared for, so protected, but best of all it reminded me that you my Jeeju, have the last say in things, not me. That made me feel humble, almost angelic and innocent. I can't describe it. It just felt soooo right!

Swami: How does this compare with your life before getting into training?

Chutki: Oh my gosh, I am convinced now that I can never go back to my life before I met you and Didi. I can't live any other way. That life seems so empty and purposeless now.

Swami: Well, you just said one thing about what your Didi and I discovered during your training. Being a sub is not just a sexy concept for you. Some wanna be subs hear the concept and love it intellectually, but then when put to the test, they have a hard time. Your answer indicates that having lived it, if you still want it, that you actually need to be a sub and have the potential to be a good one

Swami: Tell me what was the hardest command for you to obey?

Chutki: Thinks again, Jeeju, when you told me not to do something. Like not to pleasure myself for an entire week, even though I was sexually stimulated. That almost killed me.

Swami: Did you have trouble doing something that I told you, you must do?

Chutki: No, never, I can always do something, it is the "don't do something" that I had challenges with.

Swami: Why is that?

Chutki: I have a hard time with "delayed gratification". All of the things you told me to refrain from forced me to put off following up on my urges till later. That was really hard on me. I wanted gratification immediately.

Swami: So, you struggled with being patient?

Chutki: Yes, that's it. I really struggled with it

Swami: Did you violate any of the commands?

Chutki: I came pretty close, but then I talked to Didi, and she drilled some sense into me.

Swami: Looked at me and smiled. Yes, she told me. See you already know what you need to work on. Patience. You need to work on that a lot

Swami: Tell me what do you want most out of being a sub?

Chutki: Long, long silence.. She wants to say something, but is hesitating. 

Me: It's ok Chutki, say it. Swami asked you a question. If you answer truthfully, it will be better for you.

Chutki: Jeeju, I want what Didi has. She stares at her feet, she is not comfortable saying this. 

Swami: What does that mean?

Chutki: I want to be like Didi. She is such a good Daasi. I feel inadequate. I.. I.. Why can't we have sex?!!

Swami: Excuse me?

Chutki: Jeeju, why won't you have sex with me? Is it because I am not as good as Didi?

Swami: Looks at me. Did you talk to her about this? He asks me

Me: Swami, you must know. Yes, she has told me.

Swami: Gets up and sits next to Chutki. Places a hand on her lap. I don't have sex with you, because I am not married to you Chutki. Trust me, if I have sex with you, things will get complicated. It has nothing to do with whether you are a good sub or not. It is about what I believe in.

Chutki: I just feel that I am not getting the full experience Jeeju.

I just listen quietly. I am going to let Swami handle this one. 

Swami: Laughs, The full experience? What do you mean?

Chutki: I want to feel what Didi feels. I feel that she is experiencing things that I will never experience!

Swami: Hmm.

Chutki: I feel that I am seeing only the trailer of a film. I want to see the entire film!

Swami: Hmm.

Chutki: I'm sorry, Didi, you asked me to be honest. I don't want to hurt anybody! Please don't be angry with me Jeeju. I don't want to disappoint or upset you.

Swami: I am not angry, or disappointed or upset Chutki, I am just listening to what you are saying.

Chutki: Didi, am I wrong?

Me: Swami?

Swami: Nothing wrong in talking Chutki, being honest is always helpful. Tell me something. Whom do you like better? Me or your Didi?

Chutki: Jeeju! I like both of you!

Swami: but whom do you like better?

Chutki: Jeeju, sorry, that question makes no sense to me. You are both different. I can't choose between you. Your characteristics are different, your approach is different, your....

Swami: Yes? go on

I smile

Chutki: Wait a minute, are you playing some Zen trick on me? Are you telling me that since Didi and I are also different our experiences will be different, but both are equally valid?

Swami: I am not telling you anything. You seem to have arrived at that conclusion on your own.

Chutki: Then why do I feel this way?

Swami: Maybe we need to work on that. Your experiences will be different. Not better or worse, just different because you know fundamentally your relationship with me is different from your Didi's.

Chutki: Yes, I know Jeeju, She gets to call you her husband!

Swami: No, I mean, you are just a sub in training, but she is my slave for life. Big difference. You are getting the sub in training experience, she is getting the slave for life experience. Both are valid, they are just different.

Chutki: I am not sure I understand.

Swami: I could try and explain, but I am not sure words will do it justice. Some things need to be felt and experienced, not heard and analyzed.

Chutki: Well, I want to experience what Didi is experiencing, I want to feel it, or at least something close to it!

Swami: You will experience it as Chutki, you will feel it as Chutki, you can never experience it as Daasi, or feel it like Daasi. You are who you are, she is who she is. But you can experience things differently from what you are experiencing now. I am not sure you are ready for it though.

Chutki: Oh no. Please don't do that!

I giggle

Chutki: Didi, say something!

Me: Oh no, Chutki, this is between Swami and you. I am staying out of it.

Chutki: You are telling me the Daasi experience is different from the sub experience? I want to be your Daasi too. Jeeju!

Swami: Starts laughing uncontrollably. 

Chutki: Glares at me and him alternatively.

Swami: Finally becomes serious. Chutki, do you know what you are asking? Your Didi's Daasihood is protected within the boundaries of our marriage. You will have no such protection. Also, as a sub, your contract terms are pretty generous. As a Slave if you say no, you are no longer a slave. Your contract terms will be quite a bit stricter. You can't be a slave one moment and transform into Chutki another moment. As a slave, Chutki will cease to exist, only the slave will remain, as my property.

Chutki: Can you give me an example Jeeju?

Swami: As my slave, would you be willing to have sex with anybody I command you to have? Chutki can refuse, the sub in training can protest and ultimately refuse, the slave does not have that option. As my slave, if I tell you to satisfy anybody sexually, you just have to do it. Can you?  Would you? Joyfully? with a grateful heart?

Chutki: Gulps. Anybody?

Swami: See. You are better off as a sub or maybe you should return to being just Chutki.

Chutki: No, no. Ok.

Swami: Ok, what?

Chutki: I will have sex with anybody you ask me to have sex with.

Me: Chutki! I think you are missing the point.

Chutki: It's ok Didi, I trust Jeeju. That is what it is all about right? Trust. Yes, Jeeju, anybody.

Swami: What if I tell you to get married tomorrow to somebody, or refuse to let you get married at all? What then?

Chutki: Oh my God! I am feeling so.. so... turned on.. You will do that to me?

Swami: Chutki, get serious. What if I force you into a marriage. You are after all my slave.

Chutki: That is scary! Will you do that?

Swami: Exactly. Who knows. I might, The point is, I can if I want to and if you refuse, you are just a slave wanna-be. Bailing out when the going gets tough is what slave wanna-be's do. Your Didi, she does not have that option. She has written over her will and life over to me. See the difference? these are just examples, but as a slave you are required to obey at a completely different level than as a submissive.

Swami: I am going to take a drive. I will be back in 30 mins. Think about it.

He leaves.  Chutki stares at me. I go to get dinner ready. 

Chutki: What should I do Didi? I am confused.

Me: I can't answer this for you. I would be scared. I don't think I would sign up to be a slave to somebody that I am not married to.

Chutki: Has Jeeju ever done anything that has made you question your decision?

Me: Never. I have never regretted my decision. But I am married to him.

Chutki: Is being a sub vs a slave really different.

Me: Sub, Slave, Dom, Master, those are just words. Words are empty. They cannot provide you the experience. It is all in your head, Chutki. I used to submit to him ever since we got married I think. Then in an instant, I became his slave. What changed? How I thought about it in my head and how he viewed me in his head. It is all mental.

Me: Think about it. If you consider yourself to be his slave, how does that make you feel? the thought of losing all control, having no will, being used solely for my Swami's pleasure, listening to everything he says. Mentally picture that. How does that make you feel?

Chutki: Wet. I am incredibly turned on.

I roll my eyes

Me: Being a slave is incredibly hard. You have to subsume your ego to his. 24x7. He could yank you out of bed at 3 in the morning. Your body, mind and soul will belong to him.

Chutki: Damn! to be owned that way! No wonder, you are always so happy!

Me: Chutki, this is not about me. It is about you. I am a slave to my husband. You will be slave to just a man. Aren't you afraid?

Chutki: Didi, We are talking about Jeeju, not the Unabomber here

I can see she has made up her mind. Still I try for the next twenty minutes to try and dissuade her. To be honest, I am a little worried for my Swami also. I tell her this. It is a big burden on him. Training someone is one thing. Owning someone is something entirely different. To her credit she listens silently, but I can see her where her heart is. Swami returns.

Swami: Looking at me. So, were you successful?

Me: I don't think so.

Swami: Hmm.

Chutki: Jeeju, can we at least try it for a month?

Swami: Hmm.

Paces back and forth for a few minutes

Swami: Go get the collar Daasi. Kaneez get naked and kneel.

I rush to get the collar. Chutki is kneeling naked, by the time I get back. 

Swami: One month. We try this for one month. You have to wear this 24x7 while you are a slave in training. You can never remove it, unless I command it.  I am going to push you Chutki. I am going to be ruthless. I am going to test your boundaries. You may not like it. It is a one month contract. I will own you for one month. Any actions I take during this one month cannot be undone. Is that clear? Do you want to reconsider?

Chutki: Yes Maalik it is clear! She is crying. I don't want to reconsider. I will not blame you for anything. I am getting into this with my eyes open.

Swami looks at me. I smile and nod. I find myself rooting for my little sister.  Swami Collars her. She starts sobbing. He lifts and hugs her. She starts wailing loudly. I watch with tears in my eyes. She looks so innocent and beautiful and alluring in the slave collar. I can't wait to see how the month will turn out. 

Constant Craving

On Most days, I am fine living my "secret slave" life with my Swami. Then there are days like today. I don't know what it is. Maybe it is the way he smells, maybe it is how he looks at me, maybe it is his touch. Is it that kiss he gave me? Oh those lips!!

Anyway, on such days, I want to run out and announce to every one that I am his slave. I want to put an advertisement in the newspaper, reveal myself to everyone in public, I want to attach myself to him and never let go. I fantasize about becoming his shoes or slippers. I go absolutely bonkers.

My Swami struggled with how to handle such days. He was concerned that I would do something crazy and regret it later, so he came up with a practical solution.

When my slave cravings become too strong and threaten my ability to think straight, my slave anklets come out. I wear them and something miraculous happens.

Every step I take reminds me that I am his. I fell the slight tug of the anklets on my feet and they make me extremely mindful. It is as if they are sending messages to my brain to take it easy.

I breathe easier and feel happy and owned. I wear it in public and when people comment on how beautiful they look, I smile and tell them they are a gift from my Swami. Then I whisper to myself "and he owns me, I am his Daasi". I imagine kneeling before him, naked, looking up at him adoringly. He places his hands on my head and reassures me

"Shh. Don't worry, you are mine. Only mine. I will be there to protect you. Don't panic. Breathe. Breathe"

I smile and say "Thank you Swami and kiss his hands"

Today I have my slave anklets on. Today I will walk in the house with them, go out to the grocery store with them on, we will be visiting friends and I will have them on. Nobody knows. Everybody will ask and every time they do, my Swami and I will share our special secret in public without anyone knowing about it.

Life is so wonderful!!

Weekend Bollywood Blast

From the movie "Student of the year" Starring Alia Bhatt, Siddharth Malhotra and Varun Dhawan

Why I like this song:

1. This is a Karan Johar film! Lots of color, over the top costumes! a girl's dream :-)
2. Catchy tune
3. My Swami has given me permission to say this :-) Cute guys!!
4. Reminds me of my college days. Two guys in particular. Fortunately for me, my real life movie did not end up like this one. I got my perfect Swami :-)

For Android and other users whose mobile browser supports flash

For Iphone Users:

I think if you view it on a mobile phone, you may not see the subtitles



Same Song performed at the Television show "So you think you can dance"

Some of these judges are so harsh on the poor dancers!

Daasi Dishes: Spicy Chicken Tikka Masala

Another of Swami's favorites!!

Ingredients for Chicken Marinade
1 cup yogurt
1 tablespoon lemon juice

2 teaspoons ground cumin, 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon, 2 teaspoons cayenne pepper

OR (don't use both!!)

5 teaspoons Garam masala Powder (Available in any Indian store)

2 teaspoons freshly ground black pepper
1 tablespoon minced fresh ginger
2 teaspoons salt (or more or less, depending on your taste)
3 boneless skinless chicken breasts, cut into bite-size pieces

Ingredients for Sauce

1 tablespoon olive oil
2 clove garlic, minced
1 chopped onion
1 jalapeno pepper, finely chopped (go easy on this if you don't want it spicy)
2 teaspoons ground cumin
2 teaspoons paprika
1 teaspoon of garam masala (for a little extra kick, optional)
1 teaspoon salt (or more or less, depending on your taste)
1 (8 ounce) can tomato sauce
1 cup heavy cream
1/4 cup chopped fresh cilantro

Recipe

1. In a large bowl, combine yogurt, lemon juice, cumin, cinnamon, cayenne (or the garam masala powder), black pepper, ginger, and 2 teaspoons salt. Stir in chicken, cover, and refrigerate. I usually do this for a few hours, but not too long, since there is no skin on the chicken.
2. Chicken: Preheat grill for high heat, thread chicken on skewers and grill for about 5 mins on each side. Alternatively, you can also bake the chicken in a conventional oven at 475 degrees F, till done
3. Sauce: Heat olive oil in a large heavy skillet over medium heat. Saute the onion, garlic and jalapeno for 1 minute. Season with cumin, paprika, and  salt. Stir in tomato sauce and cream. Simmer on low heat until sauce thickens. Usually takes 15-20 minutes. 
4. Add Chicken from Step 2 and simmer for 10 minutes. Transfer to a serving platter, and garnish with fresh cilantro! Enjoy with rice or Nan
5. If you want, you can just make more sauce, by doubling the quantity, to use with rice.

Direct Daasi: Make me do what you want!

I have been getting a lot of requests from my followers in Google to sex chat with me. I obviously have told them I don't do that, but the requests keep coming. When I brought this to my Swami, he thought about it for a while and suggested an idea that kind of excited me. We talked about it to Chutki and she was even more enthusiastic about it.

So we have decided to try something for a while to see if this will work. 

Here is the basic idea. 

Readers can leave comments here or email me about fantasies they want Swami, I and Chutki to engage in sexually. If we engage in the activity, I will blog about it here and credit the reader for the ideas!

There are some rules that Swami has set for this 

No fantasies of Swami engaging in sexual activity with other women

No fantasies of me engaging in sexual activity with other men

All fantasies of Chutki engaging in sexual activity with anybody except me will be pure fantasy, but I can write about it as a fantasy story. Chutki says she does not mind it. She is kind of excited to see what readers want and how I write about it :-) Please provide name of the person. I will use that name in the story :-)

Any other person/s suggested by reader will be pure fantasy as well. Please provide name or names. 

If you are providing ideas, Swami has requested the following

How you want your name mentioned for credit

How you want the scene to end

Consensual Slavery as a Spiritual practice

I came across this article a few days ago

'Fifty Shades of Grey' promotes violence against women, study says

I will let you decide if you agree with this article, but I wanted to say something about this lifestyle and abuse.

Living a 24x7 master/slave lifestyle has worked wonders for my sex life and has brought sparkle and pizzazz into my married life. I would not trade it for anything in this world.

Having said that, being a slave is not just about sexual gratification for me. It also feeds my spiritual needs. How?

Well, if you care about being a good person, you soon realize as I have, that anger, pride, selfishness and ego often get in the way. I have struggled with all of these at one time or another in my life

One way to become a better person we are told by many religions is to follow the moral precepts laid out in religious books. However every time I read a book or ask somebody else to interpret its teachings for me, it is my mind with its ego, pride, anger and selfishness that interprets what I hear and guides me on what "it" thinks I should follow and what I should ignore. I could think that the grace of God is upon me and somehow allows me to interpret what I read or hear correctly, but how am I to know that this is not just my hubris speaking?

I could listen to some guru or pastor or preacher or Imam and do what they tell me I should do, but unless you can trust them completely, this could be quite dangerous. I can cite numerous examples where people in this category have abused the trust their followers placed in them.

I could do what my Swami does. He practices mindfulness meditation and this has raised his consciousness. I have tried this, but I get distracted so easily. Meditation is difficult for me. There I said it Swami!, please don't hate me for it :-)

I know this is going to sound a little crazy, but for me surrendering my will into the hands of my Swami and doing whatever he tells me, really reduces the presence of ego, pride, selfishness and anger in my actions. Being a Consensual Slave or Daasi has raised my consciousness and made me a better human being. The act of obeying and submitting has let me become aware of my pride, my selfishness etc but my actions which are dictated by his wishes are divorced from them. Because I just do what he wishes, my ego is not involved in my life as much.

Obviously my dynamic is somewhat unique. I am married to my Swami, and he has my complete trust. You can't do this with someone who does not have your back. Otherwise it can be like following a demagogue or charlatan and I admit it can become very abusive.

Having said that, it is entirely possible that to somebody looking at my relationship with my Swami from outside, it will appear abusive even though my slavery is completely consensual. For them, a woman submitting to her husband and obeying him is anachronistic and abusive even if it is consensual. They may believe that he has brain washed me but they can't possibly know how I feel inside. What I trying to say is that, just because a relationship appears abusive at first glance, it does not mean it is!! and conversely just because a relationship appears to conform to "current acceptable norms" does not mean it is effective or even beneficial.

 I am thankful that he has stepped into this "Swami" role for my sake. In my mind, being a consensual slave is much easier than being a responsible Master. I just have to follow his lead. He however has a tougher role. As I heard in a Spider-man movie "With great power, comes great responsibility". He is acutely aware that as his slave or Daasi, I am extremely vulnerable and this puts enormous stress on him to fulfill his responsibilities as a Master. Poor Swami, sometimes I sense how hard it is on him. This is not a walk in the park for him and certainly not a power grab. Being my God is not an easy job!

He is so good at it though!

Thank you Swami, both Chutki and I appreciate it very much. Lots of hugs and kisses to you. You are fulfilling a deep emotional need in both of us and I can say for certain that there is no abuse here no matter what psychologists at Michigan State University and Ohio State University say :-)

Weekend Bollywood Blast

An Item number in Bollywood cinema lingo is a song and dance sequence that is introduced in the film primarily to titillate the audience.

Here is one such number from the movie "Agent Vinod" starring Kareena Kapoor and Saif Ali Khan.

Why I like this song:

1. Two pretty women :-)
2. Two pretty women dance to please a large group of men, while the men sit back, enjoy and conduct business. I am too shy to do this, but I guess my inner slut lived vicariously through them :-)
3. I love the concept of dancing for your man. When I dance for my Swami as I describe here, I do it as a service and as a dedication of my love to him.
4. The lyrics are quite suggestive. At 2:02 minutes into the song, the girls sing about "Winning somebody's heart is an expensive proposition, but today I have to sell myself for your sake". I wish the translation had not whitewashed the word "sell" into the word "gift"
5. the beautiful dress of the bride shown for a moment at 3:42 minutes into the song. What can I say, I love bridal dresses and jewelry. Ooh the bangles :-)

Same Song performed by a few ladies in Ukraine

Note:
If you view this on an iphone or Apple device, you may not see the link. You may need to watch it in a browser that supports flash. So says my Swami. I have no idea what that means :-)

Things A Woman Should Never Say To A Man!!

My two favorites

#5 Size does not matter and
#7 We need to talk!

Lol! Great advice. 

Read the rest of it Here:

New Series: Daasi Dishes

Being a Daasi is not just about satisfying my Swami sexually. I also like cooking for him. I will showcase some of the dishes I make for him in this series. Hope you enjoy it!

As a first in the series, Tandoori Chicken, my Swami's all time favorite!!

Ingredients

2 (6 ounce) containers plain yogurt  
2 teaspoons kosher salt (I add slightly more, because well, my Swami likes salt :-) )
1 teaspoon black pepper
1/2 teaspoon ground cloves
2 tablespoons freshly grated ginger
3 cloves garlic, minced
4 teaspoons paprika (I use hot red chili powder, because my Swami loves spicy food)
2 teaspoons ground cumin
2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
2 teaspoons ground coriander
16 chicken thighs (or breasts, adjust quantity accordingly, I usually leave the skin in)
     olive oil spray

Recipe

1. In a medium bowl, stir together yogurt, salt, pepper, cloves, and ginger. Mix in garlic, paprika, cumin, cinnamon, and coriander. Set aside.
2. Rinse chicken and pat dry. Place chicken in a large resealable plastic bag. Pour yogurt mixture over chicken, press air out of bag, and seal. Turn the bag over several times to distribute marinade. Place bag in a bowl, and refrigerate 8 hours, or overnight, turning bag occasionally.
3. Preheat an outdoor grill for direct medium heat.
4. Remove chicken from bag, and discard marinade. Spray chicken pieces with olive oil spray.
5. Place chicken on the grill, and cook about 2 minutes. Turn, and cook 2 minutes more. Then arrange the chicken to receive indirect heat, and cook approximately 35 to 40 minutes, to an internal temperature of 180 degrees F.

Hope you get a chance to try and enjoy!!

10 Ways You Can Tell A Girl Likes You :-)

I found this really sweet post on how to tell whether a girl likes you :-) Thought I would share with my readers.

1. She will talk to her friends about you.  
2. She will look at you nervously

Read about the rest here:

Sorority Sisters: Porn Star for a day! - Conclusion

"Sit back on the bed with your legs spread wide" commands my Swami to Chutki. Chutki hops on our bed. "Maalik, I have fantasized about being on this bed for such a long time" she said wistfully.

"Rest your back on Kaneez Daasi, and get in position" my Swami commands. I face him and lean back against Chutki. My legs are spread wide and over hers now. She reaches over and kisses my neck. Then my Swami starts fucking me.

I look at him. I can see he is enjoying this. It gives me so much pleasure to see him this way. He grabs my ankles to steady himself and pushes harder.

I apply pressure to my vaginal muscles and try to constrict his cock. He feels the tightening and smiles. I smile back naughtily. "Do you like that Swami?" I ask. He nods. "Your pussy  feels so warm and inviting Daasi" he whispers.

Chutki moves her hand to my clitoris and starts rubbing it. I turn my face and as we kiss, my tongue darts into her mouth.

My brain is just being inundated with pleasure sensations from all over my body.

My Swami's cock feels so good inside me. He is taking his time. Slow powerful strokes. As he withdraws, I try to hold him in my constricting my muscles. He seems to enjoy this. Chutki goes a little faster and I can feel an orgasm coming.  I shudder as the combined effect of my Swami's cock and Chutki's hand push me over the edge. As my orgasm hits, I use my lips to bite down on Chutki's lower lips. She tries to feel my orgasm vicariously through my lips. She holds my face tightly and tries to push her lower lips deeper into my mouth. I am only happy to oblige. My hands start to shake violently and I find myself falling. Chutki arches her back to prevent me from sinking and keeps kissing me deeply. It is magical to be spread out and so vulnerable before both my Swami and Chutki. I just sigh and relish the moment.
My Swami lets me enjoy my orgasm and then resumes his instructions "Turn around Daasi, it is time to pleasure my Kaneez. Put your face on her pussy and present your ass to me". I am spent and exhausted, but I know he has not yet had his release, and I want to get Chutki to another orgasm, so I lower my face on Chutki's pussy. She is totally aroused and her smell is like an adrenalin shot for me. I start getting worked up again. I put my nose to her lips and smell her. "Hmm, so intoxicating!

I blow on her pussy and she sighs and holds my hair. My Swami eases his cock out of my pussy and within moments I feel him position his cock next to my asshole and apply lube to both. I push back into him and receive him in my ass. As he moves back and forth, I rock closer and farther away from Chutki's pussy, and every time I get closer I flick my tongue out lightly. I don't ever make direct contact with her clit, just lick around it.

I start tracing random patterns on her pussy and clitoris with my tongue and the unpredictability of my licking is driving her totally crazy. She starts moaning loudly. She leans back and I get the chance I have been waiting for. I grab her nipples with my hands. and start squeezing.

Chutki squeals. I am about to increase the pressure, when my Swami slaps me hard on my ass. "Nobody tortures my Kaneez's nipples, unless I order it" he reprimands me. "I am sorry Swami. I should have asked" I gasp. He slaps me hard on my ass seven or eight times, as he fucks me from behind. I can feel a warm glow on my ass. It feels so good.
I start eating Chutki out in earnest now. She is leaking pussy juices and I hungrily suck it into my mouth as I continue pleasuring her.

"Oh.. Maalkin.. Oh Didi.... Ahh..." she whimpers, pushing my head into her pussy. I am inundated by the tastes and smells of her arousal. Then she gives a high pitch squeal and I feel her pussy pulsate.
"Torture her nipples now!" orders my Swami. I reach out and grab her nipples and pinch. Chutki's squeal turns into a scream.

"Aaah....Oh my god.. Oh...shit.... " She is so caught up in her orgasm that she pulls on my hair with all her strength. I try to focus on the exquisite sensation in my ass and the softness of her nipples. As she pulls harder on my hair, I pinch her nipples even harder. With one last scream, Chutki collapses and her head hits our headboard with a thud. My Swami pounds me harder as Chutki enjoys the final seconds of her orgasm.

Just as Chutki lets go of my hair, my Swami grabs it from behind and yanks me off her pussy. My back is arched and I support myself on my hands. My face is covered with Chutki's pussy juices. She leans in and starts licking me.

"You two look so fucking erotic doing that" says my Swami. "Hmm...Maalkin, I am so sorry I messed up your face, but I was just trying to return the favor" giggles Chutki. I try to mock bite her and she hastily moves her face away.

Then my Swami slaps me on my ass again and I know it is time. He withdraws from my ass and steps back. I turn around and drop to my knees. He pulls me towards his cock. I look up at him and smile as I open my mouth and let him slide his cock into my mouth. He thrusts a few times and then explodes into my mouth.

I keep sucking furiously as his cum collects in my mouth. He is generous with his gift. My mouth is almost overflowing with his cum. When I feel his cock stop pulsating, I wait for a few more seconds and then gingerly let him pull his cock out of my mouth. . I tilt my head far back to prevent his cum from spilling and then I wait for his permission.

My Swami beckons to Chutki. She rolls off the bed and stands next to him and watches me in fascination.

"Kaneez, today you can tell her when to swallow" whispers my Swami. I wait with my mouth open and stare at her, but Chutki just stares at me wide eyed. I wait for a few more seconds and then make an urgent noise to try and focus her. It seems to do the trick.

"Oh... I am sorry Maalkin" she says sheepishly "You can swallow"

"Slowly Daasi" commands my Swami. Usually I just swallow in a single gulp, but now I do it slowly. I take my first gulp. I feel the cum wash down my throat. I wait a little bit and then take my second gulp. Chutki watches me fascinated.  I wink at her. She winks back and reaches over and gently moves a strand of hair that is on my face. After the second gulp, I close my mouth and just enjoy the texture and taste of his cum in my mouth. Then I take a deep breath and with a sigh swallow the rest. I walk on my knees a little bit to reach my Swami and again take his cock in my mouth and lavish my attention on it as I clean it up and grab the last droplets of cum on his cock.

"So, how was your first experience in being a Kaneez" my Swami asks Chutki. She giggles.

"Awesome, just Awesome, Maalik" she says and knees down beside me. We both look up to him and he puts his hands on our heads as if he is blessing us. All of us burst out laughing.

Weekend Bollywood Blast

Here is a funny song extolling the virtues of "Desi" or "Indian" girls :-)

Two guys compete for the affections of a pretty Indian girl only to find out that she actually loves another man. From the Bollywood movie "Dostana" starring John Abraham, Abhishek Bachchan and Priyanka Chopra.

This movie is available to stream on Netflix for those of you who are interested.

As Bollywood songs become more popular outside India, many cities are now offering Bollywood dance classes. Here is an example of some Swedish girls dancing to the same song :-)

Sorority Sisters: Porn Star for a day! - Part III

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New Series: Weekend Bollywood Blast

Since there are a lot of international readers of my blog, I thought that once a week I would showcase a Bollywood song that I enjoy.

Bollywood as Indians know is the Indian Movie industry. Most of the movies are musicals.

Whenever possible, I will showcase a song with subtitles so that folks who don't understand Hindi can also enjoy the song.

I want to start off this series with a song that My Swami and I love intensely. We dance to it every Valentine's day. It is our song. The words convey how we feel about each other.

I dedicate this song to my Swami, my soul mate, the love of my life.

Enjoy. this song form the movie "Om Shanti Om"

Sorority Sisters: Porn Star for a day! - Part II

It was such a different emotion to feel a naked woman on your body. Obviously I have felt my Swami's naked body on me many times and enjoy it, but a man's body feels very different from a female's body. Chutki is obviously much lighter than my Swami, but her skin felt so different. Hairless, smooth, feminine. I put my hands around her and caressed her back and ran my fingers all over her body, admiring my waxing skills :-)

She looked at me and then turned to my Swami and asked "Maalik, I have wanted to do this for so long, I have wanted to run my tongue all over your Daasi's body, may I please do that Maalik?"

"Yes, you may Kaneez". "Daasi, stop your wandering hands. In fact, put your arms over your head" my Swami admonished me. That was so unfair, but I obeyed.

Chutki put her elegant fingers on my hand and gently scratched her way to my armpits. The light trail of her finger nails was so sensual!. Then she played with my armpits. "So smooth, blemish-less and totally bald. I can't believe you are so thorough, Maalkin" she said appreciatively. "What can I say, Kaneez, my Swami is a perfectionist" I giggled as her touch tickled me. With her lips she drew my armpit skin into her mouth and bit them gently. Then she let her tongue explore the entire area. As her saliva evaporated, I felt a cool sensation there.

"May I kiss you Maalkin?" She asked. See, this is where I feel, I am such a mad Mistress. What do I know about commanding a sub? "May she kiss me, Swami?" I asked.
"Let her do anything she wants, Daasi. She needs to learn how to pleasure her Maalkin" came the reply.
Chutki pressed her body to mine and kissed me passionately. I sighed. Hmm, her lips were so soft and sensuous. I returned her kiss, by trying to raise my head. She grabbed my head and took my lower lip in her mouth and started sucking on it. The sensation was wonderful. Then our tongues met exploring each others wetness. I could feel myself get incredibly wet and turned on. Both of us started making soft moaning noises. I gently pinched her upper lips with my lips. I have done this many times with my Swami's lips, but I must say kissing a woman's upper lips is a different kind of sensation altogether. My Swami's lips feel more masculine and I can feel his mustache hair stubble sometimes, but with Chutki it was smooth, soft and yielding. I think I must have sucked on them for a long time.

"Enough with the kissing, already" My Swami laughed and goaded us to move on. I tried to bite her lips and keep her, but she slowly snaked her way to my breasts. From here on out, all I could do was lay on my back helplessly as Chutki had a field day with me.

She took my right nipples in her mouth and played with them and tortured them. Swirling, light tongue motions,light bites with her lips, never strong, just the right pressure. I started moaning loudly. My Swami kept his eyes on our baby monitor just in case our daughter woke up.

Chutki had a knack for sucking tits. I still enjoyed my Swami's lips on mine better, but he had honed his skills from years of practice and knew exactly what to do to reduce me to a moaning heap of sluttiness. I am sure Chutki would learn quickly though. She is a good study

"We are going to play a game" announced my Swami. Chutki stopped her torture and looked up at him in anticipation.

Kaneez, you are going to use your index finger and thumb and squeeze Daasi's nipples as hard as you can. You can go for 3 minutes and then you must release them. If you can get Daasi to call a time out, you win, if Daasi is able to take your pinching, she wins.

"If Daasi, wins, I know what she wants as a gift" "What if I win?..." Chutki asked.. "Swami looked at me and I at him. I smiled ever so slightly. "You won't Kaneez. I know my Daasi" my Swami said with confidence. "What if I do.." she asked. "You won't" said Swami again.

"If you win, you get to break any one rule in your contract once with no consequences?" I said. Chutki looked at me, her eyes wide. "Any rule, just any rule?" She asked... "You know the one I will go after.... Maalkin..." she said in a coy voice. I breathed deeply, said a silent prayer and said "Any rule"

I looked at my Swami. He wanted to say something, but held himself back. Stupid Daasi, I chided myself, I had spoken for him and put him in a bind now. His eyes seemed to say "You better win now!"

He took his seat. "You may begin".

Chutki began tentatively, but as the pressure increased, I realized that 3 mins would be an eternity. I have had my nipples pinched by clover clamps, but let me tell you, a determined girl's hands can put a clover clamp to shame.

 Chutki pinched harder and harder. The searing pain shot through to my brain and I could see the muscles in her forearm straining as she put everything she had into it. I knew that unless I did something dramatic, I would not be able to last 1 minute let alone last 3 minutes. I shut my eyes and grit my teeth. My nails started scratching the tiled floor. I let out a guttural cry. Chutki was relentless. "Give in Maalkin, I want my present" she said. "Never" I squealed. I tried to picture in my head as Chutki collected on her prize and broke her rule and it so shocked my brain that I kind of floated away into a different dimension. I could still sense the pain but it was a lot less intense than I had felt it before.

I opened my eyes again and stared into Chutki's eyes. Tears were streaming down my face. "You are going to lose Kaneez, I hissed" The look in her eyes, told me that she already knew.

"Don't give up Kaneez", my Swami shouted encouragingly, enjoying this tussle of wills. I shot him an annoyed glance, but immediately locked my eyes on Chutki. She continued squeezing with all her might, but as the stopwatch on my Swami's smartphone wound down the precious minutes, her disappointment at losing turned into amazement that I could sustain such an assault on my nipples. I never told her what picture I visualized to withstand her assault.

Chutki, dear, if you think you know, text me! Lots of hugs and kisses darling, you did an awesome job though. My incentive to win was just too great. You could have pierced a needle through my nipples and I would still not called a time out :-)

She released them suddenly when the beep sounded and as the blood rushed into my areola and nipples, there was a last spike of intense pain and I yelled loudly.

"Wow, Didi, you are too much" she said, completely falling out of character.

"Join the team Kaneez, I have bet with my Daasi. She will go to any lengths to win a bet" He said and laughed, clearly alluding to the Pizza incident

I looked at my nipples. Wow! They would hurt for days now!!

"Come on girls, kiss and make up" said Swami and as Chutki leaned in to kiss me, he said "Not those lips" and laughed. "Both of you touch your other lips together"

I giggled. "Yes Swami, anything you say" I said. Chutki looked a little puzzled. I leaned in and whispered in her ears, She laughed. "Yes Maalik" she said

To be continued.....