Man of Power 10: Circle of Trust
Korben Hunter
Man of Power 10
Circle of Trust
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications 2023
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All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Vikas is a fictional character, his ad agency is fictional, his world is fictional, the industry he works in is a figment of imagination, the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
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Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding, pseudo-incest (sex with in-laws) and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.
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I have been doing an experiment recently. This book contains some photos as reference for the dresses that I have described. The photos are created by AI, so they are not an accurate depiction of the dress I am describing but they are close. When reading the story, use the photos as a reference but pay attention to the description of the dress as the accurate design of the dress.
As you would have noticed, I use the dresses not just for adornment of the character’s body but also as a point for flirting, make-out etc. All those actions will be based on the description that I provide for the dress or outfit.
Most of all, I would be interested to get your feedback on the photos, if they helped in getting an idea of the design of the dresses, did they add to your enjoyment of the story or was it the other way around?
Based on your feedback I will decide if I want to spend time creating these photos for the future books or not.
Thank you.
Table of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Parineeti’s Morning After
Chapter 2 – Pooja Loves Her Job
Chapter 3 – Rashmika Says Good Morning
Chapter 4 – Meeting Rashi Khanna
Chapter 5 – Shetty Sisters are Ready
Chapter 6 – Kareena is furious
Chapter 7 – Rashmika, the Caring Angel
Chapter 8 – Kajal Being a Good Wife
Chapter 9 – Shriya Gets a Call
Chapter 10 – Kajal is a Schemer
Chapter 11 – Rakul Gets Her Golden Chance
Chapter 12 – Shopping for Shriya
Chapter 13 – Kajal Asks a Favour
Chapter 14 – Vikas Provides Moral Support
Chapter 15 – Kajal is Crafty
Chapter 16 – Malvika Sharma Needs Advice
Chapter 17 – Pillow Talk with Shriya
Chapter 18 – Shriya is Dessert
Chapter 19 – Malvika Has Her Interview
Chapter 20 – Malvika Starts Her Training
Chapter 21 – Plans for Malvika
Chapter 22 – Rakul Gets Some Tips
Chapter 23 – Nargis Visits the Boss
Chapter 24 – Vansh Gets an Assignment
Chapter 25 – Rakul Has Her Interview
Chapter 26 – Shweta Gets Ready
Chapter 27 – Shweta Welcomes Her Boss
Chapter 28 – Breaking Shweta Tiwari
Chapter 29 – Rashmika Confesses Everything
Chapter 30 – Anjali Meets a Student
Chapter 31 – Palak Tastes the Dessert
Chapter 32 – Vansh is a Gentleman
Chapter 33 – The Circle of Trust
Chapter 34 - Shweta Makes a Request
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Introduction
Thank you so much for giving this series so much love that I am able to write the tenth book in addition to all the spin-offs which have also been loved by you!
Normally, I say that it was easy to write a book because the story flowed smoothly from one book to the other, that’s specially true in Man of Power series which happens to be my favourite series, but not this time. It was very hard to write this book.
The fault lies with me, this is a special series because this was the first series I published as a book. I was writing the tenth book in this series which makes it a special book as well. This series has several spin-off’s which brings the number of books already above ten but for the mainline story this was the tenth book.
I wanted to do something special for this special book so I decided I will have Vikas fuck ten of his hottest whores in this tenth book. To select those lucky whores, I ran a poll on my subreddit BollywoodStories and the fans were loyal and smart, they chose ten worthy whores for Vikas to crush in this book.
But the problem is that even though I write erotica, I don’t write just sex scenes, I like to have a little bit of story there which gives context to the sex and makes things hotter all around. With nine books already in play plus the spin-off’s it was an impossible task to reconcile everything in a way that those ten whores can be fucked in one book.
I call it an impossible task because it was impossible. I could not do it. I spent a couple of months trying to figure it out but no matter how I sliced it, it was not possible to fuck those ten women unless I severely compromised on the story, the length of the sex scenes and even dialogue scenes. But if I do that then if I do that then it’s not an MOP book any more.
Ultimately I had to bite the bullet and accept the fact that I might not be able to fuck those ten whores in the same book. Then I started writing it without figuring out the flow for the whole book. Then it became possible to write because I could let the events develop as I had originally envisaged them and let the situations take care of the sex.
I think it has come out well, I managed to fuck five of those top ten whores and a couple of others based on the story flow. I prefer it this way because now it’s a n enjoyable story. I hope you like it.
This year, I had set myself a target to reach 50 books, with your love and support I was able to surpass that. This is my 56th book. Thank you very much for your support!
Thank you,
Korben Hunter
Series Info
This is the ninth book in this series. After the interlude in Delhi, now Vikas is back at his business in Bombay and must pay attention to the expansion plans both in India and the association with the US agency. Being the expert businessman he is, he deals with things in his inimitable style and as usual does a great job of mixing business with pleasure.
A quick recap for this series. In the first book Vikas meets Kajal, their romance grows and they get married. Vikas also takes control of his mother-in-law - Sonali. After his marriage with Kajal, Vikas takes her and her family on their honeymoon as a family trip.
The second book covers their journey on the honeymoon during which they travel to Indonesia, Malaysia and Thailand. They also take a cruise in those parts. On this journey, we find that Kajal enjoys it when Vikas claims pretty girls and tells her about it.
In the third book, Vikas and the rest of the family are back in Bombay and everybody goes back to their business. We meet a few more characters as Vikas continues to run and expand his business. His circle of influence grows and he conquers new beauties.
In the fourth book, Vikas has many opportunities where he meets beautiful women in his office, in his business sphere and in commercial alliances. He exploits these opportunities in his unique masterful style.
In the fifth book, Vikas works on expanding his business but also takes possession of some stunningly beautiful women, some as models but others in his business circle.
In the sixth book, Vikas is travelling to Delhi with Rhea for her fashion show. This book covers that journey and part of his first day in Delhi. You meet some of his old friends and some new ones that he makes because you know, Vikas is Vikas.
In the seventh book, Vikas was very much involved in the fashion show and although he had not come for that, he does have a lot of fun there. The fashion show is full of sexy, gorgeous girls who are not shy and do not mind mixing with a handsome ad-agency owner on a social level. When the seventh book ended Rhea had just won the first prize for her dress in the fashion show.
In the eighth book Vikas is still in Delhi with Rhea and the events of the fashion show are unfolding. When we last saw Rhea, she had just won the first prize in the fashion show. The story carries on in this book and follows Vikas and Rhea’s weekend. Toward the end of the book they return to Bombay, so you can rest assured that the story will continue as normal in the next book.
In the ninth book, we see mostly Vikas working on his business. There are two major acquisitions in that book – Pooja Hegde and Parineeti Chopra. Vikas opens a new bank account in order to get a loan to buy Crewing Partners. He ls also working on a deal with an American modelling agency to source models from there.
The tenth book sees Vikas interacting, romancing and fucking his favourite most trusted whores. Things carry on both in business and in family.
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The other books are also available on the same platforms as this book. The first six books are also available as two trilogy bundles.
This is the most popular series and as a result it has had some spin-off's based on the main premise. These are:
Flying High - 2 books
Angel Face - 1 book
Tammy Story - 1 book
Inviting Trouble - 1 book
Family Matters – 1 book
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Chapter 1 – Parineeti’s Morning After
Parineeti woke up with a start and had this feeling that the whole day had gone by. She looked for her table clock and when she didn’t find it, she remembered that she was not in her bed. She turned over to pick up her watch and looked for a clock at the same time.
“Mmmmmm.” She moaned as her thighs ached from the movement. She saw the clock on the wall and it said it was nine AM. She gasped “Oh, fuck!”
She got out of bed, moaning again when her sore legs hurt. Then she smiled as she remembered why her legs were sore. She felt like this was a great, wonderful day. She looked for and found the nightie she had been wearing last night on a chair. She picked it up and put it on. It looked very sheer and there were no panties. Well, Vikas had seen everything already.
When she walked out, she saw Kajal in the open plan kitchen and became a bit more conscious of her sheer nightie. But Kajal was wearing a similar, sheer nightie except that hers was white.
“Hi, sleeping beauty!” Kajal smiled “Good morning.”
“Morning.” Parineeti brushed her hair from her face self-consciously “Sorry, I didn’t hear the alarm.”
“It’s alright.” Kajal said “No hurry.”
“Did boss go to the office already?”
“Without you?” Kajal came out of the kitchen, took out a towel from a cupboard and handed it to Parineeti “He is in the shower. Go, give him the towel.”
“In...in the bathroom?”
“Wah, meri bholi maina!” Kajal taunted her “Show this innocent face to someone who didn’t hear your screams last night.”
[Oh, my innocent angel!]
“Oh!” Parineeti’s cheeks turned red as a tomato.
“Go.” Kajal pushed the towel at her and nodded toward the master bedroom. Parineeti took it and turned to go into Vikas’ bedroom.
“Hey!” Kajal called out. Parineeti turned. Kajal said “Don’t get my nightie wet. Take it off.”
Parineeti again blushed hard but Kajal just went back to the kitchen. Parineeti removed her nightie and put it on Vikas’ bed. Then she pushed open the door to the attached bathroom and closed it behind her.
Vikas was in front of the mirror, just finishing his shave. He put the shaver down and looked at her.
“You here to wash my back?” He let his eyes move up and down her naked body. He was also fully naked as well and Parineeti could not help but notice his cock which was looking quiet long even though it was not hard yet.
“Towel.” She held it out like it was her defence.
“Mhmmm.” He made no effort to take the towel from her. He turned to the bathroom cabinet and picked up the bottle of aftershave lotion.
She put the towel on the bench where there were two fresh towels already resting. She walked up to him and took the bottle from him. She poured out some aftershave on her palm, put the bottle down and dabbed his cheeks with the perfumed liquid. He put his arms around her slender, naked body and pulled her close. She put her arms around his neck and raised herself on her tiptoes.
The kiss started slowly but then got hotter as it went along. They sucked each other’s lips. Parineeti opened her lips and took his tongue in her mouth. As she sucked his tongue, she could feel his cock getting hard and rubbing between her legs as it rose up. She rubbed her pussy back and forth on his thick, meaty rod as she kissed him hard with a hunger that was already burning like a campfire in her body.
As they broke the kiss, she was looking at him with dreaminess in her eyes. He kept her in his arms and rubbed her smooth, warm back up and down.
“Sir, thank you so much for...for claiming me last night.” She said.
“No regrets?”
“Regrets?” She said “I am on top of the world!”
“Are there showers at the top of the world?”
“Showers?” She looked at him with confusion.
“Go get the shower ready.” She slapped her ass.
“Oh.” She giggled and went into the shower cubicle. She had never taken a shower with him but she knew exactly how he liked the water to be.
Vikas joined her there and she turned to him with a racing heart. He moved forward and pinned her to the wall without saying anything. Parineeti looked up at him, she felt very vulnerable with him in a very exciting way. Vikas placed his cockhead on her pussy hole and drove it in with a smooth, forceful thrust.
“Anh!” Parineeti yelped as she felt his thick, hard cock penetrate her wet, hot cunt. Her pussy that had been sore from last night’s drilling was now loving this hot, meaty shaft massaging it from the inside.
Parineeti was in that dreamlike state when a long-sought desire comes true. She could not believe that she was taking Vikas’ cock in her after waiting for it for so long. The thing she used to fantasise about everyday was becoming true. She squeezed his cock with her pussy and loved how solid and real it felt. It was not a dream and he was really fucking her. He had fucked her last night also and now she was again impaled on his cock. She was now his possession, his personal property and Jacqueline could go fuck herself.
Somehow the thought of being able to tell Jacqueline that she slept with Vikas' cock buried in her cunt last night was so thrilling that her pussy erupted from the overdose of excitement.
“Mmmmm, zor se chodo, Sir,” She panted “poora andar daal do. Ah, baby. Sir, aise hi ragdo mujhe. God, aap ka lund kitna mota hai. Tod do meri choot ko, mujhe barbaad kar do.”
[Fuck me hard, Sir, go fully deep in me. Pound me just like that. God, how thick is your cock. Break my pussy, destroy me.]
Parineeti had no control over the words that were coming out of her mouth. She only knew that she needed him to break her and destroy her because that was the only thing that would give her satisfaction. She was his and the more forcefully he established his authority over her, the hotter she felt. Her pussy was gushing out with her cum and soaking his cock all the way down to the base. As he speeded up his strokes, his thighs slapped her wet thighs, making a loud, rhythmic sound in the big bathroom. He grabbed her tits and kneaded them hard as he drilled her young, tight cunt without showing any mercy on her. Parineeti felt like her body was making the shower water boil.
Vikas continued to play with her young, wet body as her orgasm slowed down. He kissed her cheek and said “Pari, I fucked you last night.”
“Yes.” She pressed her cheek to his lips “Thank you.”
“And I am fucking you now.” He continued drilling her hot, tight cunt as he spoke in her ear.
“I know. I love it.”
“Pari, I will fuck you , whenever I want.” He said, kneading her firm, hot tits in both hands “You are now my property. Is that what you wanted?”
“Yes, Sir. That’s what I want. Thank you for giving it to me.”
“But Pari, it makes you my bitch, like you asked, do you understand that?”
“Of course, Sir.” She nodded “That’s all I want.”
“I will not tolerate any jealousy from you, or any other bad behaviour.” He warned “I want you to understand that very clearly.”
“Yes, Sir.” She nodded “I understand. You have many bitches that you own and use. I am just so happy and thankful to be a part of your collection. I will not forget my place.”
“Good girl.” He said and kissed her slowly.
“Sir...” Her voice was a whimper.
“Yes?”
“Please....gaand maaro na.” She whimpered again.
[Please, fuck my ass.]
“It’s going to hurt.” He was kneading her tits “Like last night.”
“Worse than last night,” she said “my ass is sore now.”
“Then?”
“I told you, I have waited for this pain all my life.” She pressed down to take his cock fully deep in her cunt “Now I am your bitch. You should feel free to hurt me any time, all the time.”
He pulled his cock out of her pussy. Parineeti turned around and put her hands on the wall. Vikas placed his cockhead on her anus. Parineeti gasped and nodded “Daal do. Aap ka maal hoon main. Todo mujhe.”
[Put it in. I am your property. Break me.]
Vikas grabbed her ass cheeks and opened them wide as he pushed up. His cockhead had to stretch the puckered, tight ring of her anus to the very limit of its elasticity before it could go in.
“Ah, mumma!” Parineeti let out her breath in a scream when his cockhead popped into her ass and she felt like her whole body was stuffed with his manmeat.
“I told you it will hurt.” He said as he slowly kneaded her tits and kissed her wet neck.
“Sir, it is your role to give me that pain and mine to accept it, with gratitude.” Parineeti was breathing hard and speaking haltingly “You can’t imagine how amazing it feels to know that this pain in my body is caused by your dick inside me. This is not pain, this is the culmination of so many of my dreams.”
He moved his hips, grinding his cockhead in her anus and she moaned loudly. He grabbed her tits harder to use them as handles to fuck her ass deeper. She moaned with his movements as he started fucking her ass in and out. Her moans were turning him on and his cock was throbbing in her ass. He was pushing it deeper as he knew she would have to take it if she was going to be his bitch the way she wanted. He sucked her neck and kneaded her tits which raised her arousal levels and made the pain become more pleasurable.
Last night she had taken him in her pussy and loved the pain that his cock caused in her tight cunt. Now the pain from taking him in her ass was much greater but Parineeti was finding that it turned into greater arousal as well. Her clit seemed to be buzzing with excitement as Vikas was fucking her ass. His cock was invading her anal canal and she almost passed out from the pain and pleasure. She was no longer able to distinguish between the two, her body seemed to love him using her like a fucktoy.
“Oh, mumma!” She could not control any more and her pussy erupted so hard that she could feel her legs getting weak. She grabbed the shower rod to keep from falling down and kept her eyes closed to bear up under the most intense orgasm of her life. Her breath was heavy and ragged. Her heart was thumping in her chest and her pussy was throbbing with the powerful orgasm making her gush so much.
He continued to drill her ass, his cockhead invading deeper into her anal canal and Parineeti was losing touch with the reality. He was becoming his reality, his cock, jammed up her ass was her reality that she had to submit herself to. She continued to whimper and cry as her pussy pumped out load after load of her cum, making her feel weak and hot.
Even after the orgasm subsided, she could feel the heat in her body like she was likely to go up in flames any moment. His cock fucking her ass was the greatest thing ever and Parineeti could not believe it was possible to feel this amazing. His hands were all over her body. He was fondling and squeezing her tits. He was rubbing her hot, wet pussy. He was holding her thighs and pulling her back as he fucked her ass.
“Oh, Sir!” Parineeti gasped as she felt his cock conquer even more territory in her anal canal and she almost came. His cock was drilling her anal canal which was getting well-lubricated and Parineeti was not able to breathe as his cock was taking possession of her in no uncertain terms.
Vikas kneaded her young, firm tits hard in his large hands, crushing the soft, fleshy mounds, using them as handles to pull her back as he sank his cock deep into her ass. Parineeti was panting and feeling incredibly vulnerable in his arms, but at the same time, she felt safe as she had never felt. She knew it was her submission that gave her the feeling of safety and comfort, her submission and his acceptance of it.
She pushed her ass back, encouraging him to drill her deeper and harder, happy to take the pain from his cock. His was cock was already drilling right through her anal canal and although Parineeti was feeling completely breathless, she was still eager to be broken on his cock and completely destroyed by that meaty monster. She kept her legs wide open and pushed back with his strokes to help him penetrate her ass even deeper.
“Ah, mumma!” She screamed as his cock went so deep that it stirred her bowels. The hot pain enveloped her body and mind like the shower water was soaking her body. Vikas continued to drill her ass hard and while Parineeti continued to feel the insanely deep penetration, the pain itself turned into incredible pleasure like Parineeti had never felt with a man before.
She lowered her head and let the storm build between her legs. With Vikas' powerful, deep strokes, she found the storm growing dangerously fast. And then she was screaming again as her pussy erupted in a shower of sparks, her hot juices hitting the wall as she came so hard that she could feel every cell in her body buzz with an electric stimulation.
When his strokes began to get harder and faster, Parineeti felt that her body responded to his urgency by getting incredibly hot incredibly fast. She clawed the wall and tried to stay up despite that fact that her joints were turning to water and her body felt like it was melting. He continued drive deeper and deeper into her ass, his cock conquering like an emperor conquering a small nation with an overabundance of power.
“Ah, fuck, god!” Vikas grunted like an animal and Parineeti felt his explosion in her ass like a source of heat like someone had taken the sun and placed it in her bowels. He was drilling her ass hard and fast, his cockhead pumping his hot cum into her bowels so deep that she felt like she could taste it. He kissed and sucked her neck and continued to fuck her hard, slamming his cock so deep into her ass that his thighs were slapping her tight ass with each thrust.
Parineeti’s pussy erupted again, a fresh orgasm triggered by the heat of the molten lava that he was pumping in her ass. She knew her tears were flowing down her cheeks but she could not do anything about it. She could not do anything about anything right now, she was in his hands and he controlled everything, she controlled nothing, not even her own body.
He fucked her hard, drilling her ass right through her hot, savage orgasm, but then gradually slowed his strokes down. It took Parineeti several minutes to catch her breath but finally when he pulled his cock out of her ass, she was ready to go down on her knees and suck his cock clean. Vikas turned the shower off so his cum would not be washed away by the water. Parineeti knelt on the wet floor and looked up at him with a smile before she took his cock in her mouth.
Chapter 2 – Pooja Loves Her Job
Pooja Hegde was smiling as she walked into VisCom that morning. She was a stunningly beautiful girl and like most beautiful girls she had loneliness in her life which kept her sad even though she never let anybody see that. It’s not that she didn’t get offers to date or fuck but nothing that would excite her or make her happy. Then she had become obsessed with Vikas and that had further damaged her dating life even more.
Now finally, she was where she wanted to be. She was working in Vikas’ company, directly under Vikas and more important than that, she was his property. Now everyday she woke up with a smile and everyday she tried to dress as slutty as possible so her boss would admire and maybe even fuck her in the office. When Vikas had torn that paper which had been like a sword hanging over her head, Pooja had become not just his fan but his devoted bitch. She was ready to go to any lengths to make him happy.
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Today she had selected a dress for office that she had bought only a couple of weeks back for clubbing. It was a full sleeve micro minidress in black, sheer fabric. It was very deep cut, showing Pooja’s dusky, firm tits in a spectacular cleavage. The dress was fully sheer except for covering her tits without covering the bottom of her firm mounds, and her pussy and ass. She had stopped wearing panties completely a long time ago when she found out that Vikas didn’t like them. There was no back to the dress at all and not only was her smooth, bare back was fully naked, but without panties two inches of her ass crack was showing as well.
Her shoes were 8” high stilettos that had 4” platforms, very impractical for walking but very useful for making a man hard in less than a second. She had done her makeup carefully like she was a model not a manager. She had brushed her hair down and it was framing her beautiful face nicely but without covering her cleavage.
She loved that people stared at her as she walked through the lobby of VisCom this morning, but she was proud of the fact that pretty much the whole office knew that she was the big boss’ property. As she waited for the lift, she wondered if she should not go to her floor first but go and see if Vikas was in yet. Just the though of him made her pussy tingle.
The lift came and it was empty. She was coming in early so she could get started on her work. This was her first job as a department head and she was aware of how much she had to learn. She pressed the button for her floor and the doors started to close. As the lift doors were closing, someone slipped his arm between them and they opened again.
“Sir!” Pooja’s heart skipped a beat as Vikas stepped into the lift.
“Well!”” He looked her up and down “Looks like someone left a damn hot fucktoy lying around.”
“I am sorry, handsome stranger,” Pooja smiled a naughty smile as she put her arms around his neck “but this fucktoy is bought and paid for. She belongs to her owner, exclusively for his use.”
“What price did he pay,” Vikas wrapped her in his arms and pulled her close “maybe I could double it?”
“Too late for that,” Pooja shook her head as she pressed her body on his “he has already broken this fucktoy, moulded her, marked her, he has branded his name into my very soul.”
“So, you are now tied to his cock?” Vikas rubbed her back, his cock getting hard as he felt her velvet smooth body under his fingers “You will only spread your legs for him?”
“Not his cock, handsome, him.” Pooja leaned in close, her breath playing on his face “I will spread my legs for him, I will lick his boots, I will die at a snap of his fingers. I am his possession and you will never understand how completely I belong to him.”
“Does he know what a lucky bastard he is?” Vikas was rubbing her ass and Pooja was clinging to him like a pet on the owner’s lap.
“No,” She shook her head “I am a lucky bitch that I belong to him.”
“God, you are hot!” Vikas pressed his lips on hers and Pooja responded with an eagerness that showed how hot she was for her boss. He squeezed her in his arms and kneaded her ass cheeks as he pushed his tongue into her mouth.
Pooja sucked his tongue and drank his saliva, moaning in his mouth as she squirmed in his arms, grinding her pussy on his hard cock, her ass pressing into his hands, every fibre of her being promising him the utmost submission and devotion.
They were still sucking each other’s lips when the lift dinged on Pooja’s floor. Vikas broke the kiss and looked at the floor indicator. Pooja looked at him and raised her eyebrow.
“You are coming with me.” Vikas said definitely.
Pooja smiled and pressed the button for the top floor. Then she put her arms around Vikas' neck again and leaned in close “I am on your leash, my owner. You lead, I follow.”
They only had time for a brief kiss before the lift reached the top floor. Vikas kept his arm around Pooja’s slender waist and rubbed her ass as he led her to his office. That floor was only his office and secretary pool so there was no crowd there.
“We have a meeting at Crewing Partners this morning.” Vikas said opening the door to his private office “I was going to take you with me anyway but now I have to nail you first, you look too damn hot to ignore.”
“Aww, poor boss, has to fuck his bitch.” Pooja grinned “Will it help if I beg you to fuck me? Then you say you had to nail me because you could not disappoint your bitch?”
“Say to whom?” Vikas put his briefcase behind his chair and took Pooja’s hand.
“To Parineeti?” Pooja said, stepping close to him like pulled by a magnet “She will be here soon, she comes early, she will definitely hear my screams. Matlab, aap gaand to maaroge na meri?”
[I mean, you are going to nail my ass, aren’t you?]
She looked into his eyes with such innocence as she said that that it made Vikas' cock flex in his pants.
“Parineeti needed a day off, she needs a rest day.” He rubbed her back, feeling his cock get hard as he played with her young, slender body, so soft and warm.
“Can I be your personal secretary today then?” She said eagerly “I always envy her.”
“You will be with me most of the day anyway.” Vikas said “But first things first.”
“Nangi ho jaoun?” Pooja bit her lip “Ya aise hi chodoge?”
[Should I get naked or will you nail me like this?]
“Zaoorat hai nangi hone ki?” He said looking at her super short dress.
[Do you need to get naked?]
Pooja shook her head “I always dress to be fucked by you. I choose my dresses thinking ‘Can boss nail me in this right away?’”
“And of course, no panties makes it easier.” He squeezed her ass.
“Mmmhmmm.” She was speaking with a heavy breath now “I know what you are doing.”
“What am I doing?” He smiled, squeezing her ass cheeks again.
“You are teasing me, making me hot so I will beg for your cock.”
“Is that what I am doing?” Vikas grinned.
“You know I am always your hungry little whore. I will beg now.” Pooja grabbed his collar and pressed closer “Please, daal do, Sir. Please, apni kutiya ko chod do.”
[Please enter me, Sir, please fuck your bitch.]
“Kahan chodoon?” he fondled her right breast and kneaded it firmly in his hand “Sofa pe ya desk pe?”
[Where should I fuck you, on the desk or on the sofa?]
“Mmmmm, kahin bhi,” Pooja moaned “aap jahan loge main doongi. You know it’s your right to use me.”
[Anywhere. I will take your dick anywhere you want.]
He picked her up and carried her over to the conference area in his office. Pooja kept her arms around his neck and kissed his neck while he walked with her in his arms. He dumped her on the sofa and she opened her legs as he was opening his pants. He got on top of her. Pooja reached down and took his cock in her hand. It was rock hard and thick like a stick.
She guided it to her pussy and looked up in his eyes “Fuck me hard. Hurt me so I will know who owns me.”
“I plan to.” Vikas pushed up and slid his fat, hard beast into her tight cunt.
“Ah, Vikas!” Pooja yelped as his hard thrust hurt her pussy, sending a hot shower of sparks into her body, making her arch her back while the hot pain travelled up her spine. She pressed her lips to his neck and breathed “You are a brute!”
He started fucking her without any preamble. She was a heartbreakingly hot girl and Vikas was well aware of her charm and her effect on men. He loved that every man in his office and in her previous office fantasised about her but she was his possession. He had noticed her in the meeting in Crewing Partners when she had stepped in to give a presentation in place of her boss. He had seen her before but they had not had any interactions and he didn’t even know her name.
Vikas had wanted her as soon as he saw her. He had invited her to apply for a job at his company. When she had come for the interview with him, Vikas had been pleasantly surprised to know that not only was she aware of him, she wanted to be his possession. He had fucked her on his desk in the interview and she had become his bitch even before he signed her appointment letter.
Within a few days, Pooja had become not just his trusted employee but one of his most trusted bitches. She knew his secrets and he knew hers. She had surrendered so completely to him that he felt comfortable in sharing things with her and somehow this made him feel even more aroused by her. As her boss and owner, he was entitled to fuck her any time, anywhere he wanted and Pooja always showed him her hunger for his cock. She was a sweet, innocent looking girl but nobody knew what a cockhungry slut she could be when aroused. She was always aroused when Vikas was close.
She pulled his shirt open and rubbed his bare back, caressing his skin with her soft, warm fingers as she moved her hips with his strokes, taking his cock deep into her hungry, hot pussy. Her breath was hot on his neck and it was making his cock throb in her pussy. She was clinging to him in a way that tells a man how much a woman loves him. That intimacy and arousal was shared between the two, not in a way that a boss is entitled to fuck his employee, but like a bitch who knows she belongs to her owner and wants to spend her life at his feet.
“Mmmm, yes, baby. Fuck me, Vikas.” She always called him “Sir” or “Boss” but when she was turned on, she used his name as it excited her even more. She pressed into him, feeling his chest crushing her tits in the thin dress while his cock was drilling her cunt in and out, going deeper with his powerful strokes. She nibbled his earlobe “Tod do na, baby. Aise tod do mujhe koi jod na sake.”
[Break me, baby. Break me so hard, nobody can put me together again.]
Her gorgeous, soft body, her willing submission and her hungry demands, it was all turning Vikas on immensely. He was jamming his cock deep into her cunt and using her hard, breaking her delicate body with his massive cock, his cockhead hitting different spots inside her vagina and making her yelp with his forceful thrusts.
“Anh! Yes, baby. Yes. Ah! Ah, Vikas!” Pooja pressed her mouth on his neck to muffle her scream but it was still loud enough to ring in the large office. Her pussy erupted around his cock and she squirmed on the sofa like a fish out of water while he slammed her ass into the cushions with long, brutally deep strokes.
It took a couple of minutes before she could catch her breath. She lifted his head with both hands and looked up in his eyes “I have only known you for a few days, but I trust you with my life, with my very soul. Can you tell me why that is?”
“Because you were always meant to belong to me anyway.” He smiled and continued fucking her, keeping his strokes slow but going deep into her vagina, claiming her as only an owner can claim his whore.
“Mmmm, you know exactly what to say,” she smiled her sweet smile “to make me fall in love with you again and again.”
Vikas smiled “Maybe I am just saying it?”
“That’s ok,” Pooja said “as long as you keep me in your possession. I do know I was meant to belong to you. That’s why I came to you through all this roundabout way, but you were my destiny, ultimately I found you.”
Vikas' cock pulsed in her cunt as she said that. Pooja smiled as she rubbed his back. “And that’s how I know you are not just saying it.” She squeezed his cock with her pussy “You know it was my destiny to be your possession just as I do.”
“But then what about Kajal?” He raised his eyebrows.
“Oh, it was totally her destiny too.” Pooja said “Parineeti is dying to be your possession, I can see that. And I know you are going to claim Rashmika sooner or later. Just because it’s my destiny to be your bitch, doesn’t mean they were not born to be your bitches, too. Baby, I am not claiming any romantic connection, I am just claiming my right to be your property. They also have the same right, I am not going to a jealous bitch, trust me.”
“I trust you.” Vikas said and kissed her on the lips. While they were sharing a hot, intimate kiss, Vikas increased the force of his strokes and Pooja moaned in his mouth as she squirmed around his cock, feeling him penetrate her deeper with each thrust.
“Oh, god, yes, Vikas! Fuck me, baby. Harder!” She groaned and closed her eyes as her pussy exploded again, sending such a forceful storm into each part of her body that she could feel every cell in her body alive with hot, buzzing currents.
He fucked her hard through her orgasm, keeping her pinned under him as he drilled her hot, wet cunt like a beast, claiming her as was his right as her owner. He passed his arms under her shoulders and gripped her shoulders from below. Holding her tight in his arms, he pumped her pussy with long, hard strokes, using her gorgeous body roughly, her screams spurring him on to use her even harder.
“Ah, Sir, god!” Pooja yelped as his cockhead hit her cervix and the abundance of pain made her pussy explode harder than before. She closed her eyes and dug her teeth into his shoulder as she tried to hold on to her sanity while her body buzzed with the pain and pleasure, every inch of her body hot with desire and her mind spinning like the roulette wheel from the overload of sensations.
“Who is my fucktoy?” He said in her ear.
“I am your fucktoy.” Pooja panted, her orgasm subsiding but still strong enough to make her pussy tingle “Do you have any idea how much I missed you in me while you were in Delhi?”
Vikas lifted his head and looked in her eyes “I have no idea. Why don’t you tell me?”
“Mmmmm.” Pooja squirmed under him and moved down to grab his ass as he pulled back slightly “No, keep hurting me. I love it when you hurt me with your cock.”
“Do you?” He smiled in her eyes.
Pooja nodded seriously “I do. It makes me feel like....like....like I really belong to you.”
“When I hurt you?” he raised an eyebrow, keeping his cock so deep in her vagina that his cockhead was grinding on her cervix with each movement of his hips.
“Mmmmmm. Yes.” Pooja nodded “Like you know, anh....like, you are not formal with people you love, you are like...you are frank and even abusive with your old friends, but you are formal with people you don’t know, or people you only know as acquaintances, like....there is a distance.”
“Familiarity breeds contempt.” Vikas nodded.
“Yes....so when you hurt me,” Pooja smiled through the pain he was causing in her pussy “I feel like you think of me as your own, as your possession, I am not just some pretty slut that you wanted to bang, I am...like I am your very personal possession. Are you getting what I am saying?”
“I am.” he smiled “And I agree.”
“You...you also think of me as your personal possession when you use me hard?”
“Otherwise I would not hurt you like this.” He ground hips and his cock flexed as Pooja’s gorgeous face distorted with the familiar pain.
“Anh.” Pooja whimpered and squirmed, impaled deep on his cock.
“You were saying...” Vikas said but stopped when Pooja yelped and came hard around his cock. He could feel her hot, oily juices soaking his cock. He pulled back and pounded her hard, slamming her ass into the cushions while she came with long, loud screams.
“Mmmmm, that was heaven.” She looked up at him and smiled “You know exactly how to hurt me just right. I am your bitch now. Aap ki kutiya hoon main. Bought and paid for. My whole life will be like this only now, you know that, don’t you?”
Vikas nodded “You were telling me about Delhi.”
“When you went to Delhi, I was a new bitch in your stable,” Pooja talked slowly as taking deep breaths was causing tingling pain in her pussy and the she could not talk “I had never been fucked like that before. I was hooked on your cock but I had not had enough of you to feel sated, I was....mmmm....I was very hungry for you. But then you went to Delhi.”
“And you missed my cock?” Vikas was liking this as evident by his cock throbbing in her cunt.
“I missed you, including having you on top of me and inside me.” Pooja said “But then you had me break those two rich bitches for you, god, that just made me, ah....so....so...mmmm, god! Ah....I was dying to be broken on your cock again. Ah, mumma!”
He pressed his lips on hers and fucked her mouth with his tongue as she came hard under him, her body writhing under him but fully in his control, pinned down helplessly while he drilled her hot, wet cunt with his thick, powerful cock.
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