Man of Power 11

Changing Lives

Korben Hunter

© Sultry Publications 2023

Disclaimer

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.

Adult Content Warning

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.

It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.

Photos

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.

Introduction

I am very proud of having written ten books in this series with so many spin-offs also in circulation. This would not be possible without you, the readers, who have given this series so much love. I enjoy writing it more because I know my readers will enjoy it.

Still, this book was harder to write because of two reasons, one practical and one creative. The creative reason was that while the flow of this book easily followed from the last book, it had to have certain events in it, yes, I am talking about the much-awaited event of Vikas acquiring Rashmika that had to be pushed out of MOP10 and therefore had to be done now. But even now there was a lot of story, several events that were happening in sequence which had to be covered before the Rashmika scenes could be penned. Ultimately, I did manage it but I had to do some juggling around with the flow to accomplish that.

The practical reason was that since the beginning of this year I have been travelling and when you are travelling you don’t always get the time, energy or privacy to write erotica. There also I had the extra requirement to try and finish this book by a certain date which made it more challenging for me. This is the reason, I plan to publish the first edition of this book with only a few dress pictures included and later I will add other pictures then publish the second edition.

I upload and synchronise my data via Google drive and this time I had a data mishap which resulted in me losing about 30-40 pages of MOP11. That killed my mood to write as I hate to re-do what I have done before. I lost some time while I recovered from that incident.

But even with all those challenges the book somehow got finished and now it’s in your hands. I am happy the way it has turned out and I will wait for your feedback on how you like it.

I hope you enjoy it.

Thank you,

Korben Hunter

Series Info

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.

In this eleventh book the story continues from where it was in the last book. Vikas is at Shweta’s in the beginning and then his business life and work life continue. Rashmika and Ravi have dinner at Vikas' and things change forever in their lives.

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

Chapter 1 - Shettys Celebrate New Relationships

Shilpa waited until the headwaiter had left after seating them in their favourite booth from where they could see the whole dance floor, then said “I feel like we should have champagne, we are celebrating the sale of the company.”

“Anything you want, dear.” Her husband Raj Kundra Shetty said.

“Why, aren’t you happy, Raj?” Shilpa said “It was going in loss and you wanted me to get rid of it.”

“I am happy, baby,” Raj said “why wouldn’t I be? I just don’t like champagne.”

Shilpa was not only a strikingly beautiful mature woman who was extremely fit at her age, she also knew how to dress in a classy way with just a touch of whore that would drive men crazy. She was wearing a sheer tank down in pink that had a long slit over her left leg all the way to her hip. The slit was so high that it bared not only her whole leg but even a sliver of her pussy if she took a long step. But still, Shilpa wasn’t wearing any panties with that whore gown. It was fully backless and bared just an inch of her ass crack in the back. Her full, heavy breasts were displayed in a daringly deep cleavage where they could be seen sagging under their own weight. She was wearing eight-inch high whore heels with high platforms.

Even if her husband wanted to disagree with her, he could not when she looked like that. He licked his lips and waited for her to speak. He knew that if she wanted him to drink champagne, he would have no choice.

“Ok, ok.” Shilpa said “We’ll just get the champagne for toast and then you guys can drink your beer only, ok?”

“Thank you, baby.” Raj smiled.

Across the table his brother also smiled “Thank you, Shilpa. You are so understanding.”

“Oh, and I am not?” Shamita said who was sitting beside him.

Rohit was in a similar condition to Raj. His wife Shamita was a gorgeous beauty and the way she was dressed, Rohit had been licking his lips since they left the house. She was wearing a strapless minidress that didn’t even try to cover her mid-thighs. Her shoes were also 8” high with 4” platforms.

“When did I say that, baby?” Rohit said.

“Shammy, don’t be a bitch tonight, hon.” Shilpa said “Not after Rohit has been a good boy. Both of you boys were good today.”

Rohit’s ears turned red. He knew what Shilpa was referring to. In the meeting in the board room today they had watched Vikas pound Shilpa before they signed the sale agreement. He had jammed his pen in Shamita’s ass and told her to give it to her husband to sign the agreement. After the meeting, Rohit had stolen that pen when nobody was looking. He had smelled it several times since the afternoon and it made his cock stir in his pants every time.

After Vikas had fucked Shilpa’s ass, he had showered both the sisters in his cum. Then he had told the boys to lick their wives clean. Both Raj and Rohit had got on their knees and started licking their wives’ naked bodies without any protest. Their wives had kissed them hard, to share Vikas' cum and it had been an incredibly hot experience for both the brothers.

“Ok, I am sorry, baby.” Shamita said and rubbed Rohit’s thigh. She moved her hand between his legs and casually rubbed his dick.

That was one of the benefits that Rohit was liking about Vikas taking possession of Shamita, that she was always horny and he got the benefit of that. His cock started to get hard and though it was small, it felt really hot and tingly as Shamita rubbed it.

“It’s alright, my love.” Rohit said. He tentatively put his hand on Shamita’s bare thigh and liked that she didn’t slap his hand away. He rubbed her leg slowly.

They ordered champagne and toasted to “New relationships.” on Shilpa’s prompt.

“Speaking of relationships,” Rohit said “I felt that there was something between Vikas and Kareena Kapoor, it was not just business rivalry.”

“Yes, some kind of past between them.” Raj nodded “I have never seen Vikas that angry.”

“I have never seen Vikas angry at all.” Shilpa said “But I am proud of you boys, you behaved very well at the time.”

“Are you kidding?” Rohit said “I was afraid to go near him. He was livid with anger.”

“You were right.” Shamita said “And Shilpa is right, you both obeyed very well which was fantastic.”

Rohit squirmed a little as he remembered what obedience she was talking about.

“Now, you two will keep running the company but under his control?” Rohit said “How much will he be involved?”

“That’s his choice.” Shilpa said “But I expect him to set the major policies and I will ask for his guidance whenever I have any doubts about any big decisions. With his help the company may be profitable.”

“He is a smart businessman.” Raj agreed “I have heard great things about him, and of course the way he has grown his company is an example.”

“I think you should take his advice in your business as well.” Shilpa looked at Raj.

“My...my business?” Raj was shocked “But he doesn’t know anything about my business.”

“Well, he knows a lot about pretty girls,” Shilpa said “when you are selecting brand ambassadors, you could let him do those selections.”

“Oh.” Raj said “Yes, he does know a lot about girls.” He was imagining watching Vikas break some of the stunning models he had auditioned before. He himself had been quite nervous in the face of that level of beauty and glamour but to think that Vikas could crush those proud beauties was a hot idea.

“And maybe you can give the advertising work to his agency.” Shamita suggested.

“But we already have our PR agencies who do alright.” Rohit said.

“We are talking about new relationships, baby,” Shamita squeezed Rohit’s dick slowly “bringing Vikas more into the family.”

“Hmmmm.” Rohit closed his eyes as his cock throbbed in her hand “Yes, yes, we could do that. Maybe he can take over the PR agency or select a new one for us.”

Raj put his hand on Shilpa’s bare leg under the table “Would you like me to bring Vikas in and collaborate with him?”

Shilpa opened her legs and smiled at him, both signs of her approval of his idea “It would please me a great deal, Raj.”

“Then I will do that.” Raj rubbed her smooth thigh, feeling his cock get hard in his pants.

“Why don’t we invite Vikas and his wife over for dinner next week?” Shamita suggested.

“Great idea, Shammy!” Shilpa said.

“Yes, we can do that but,” Raj said “do we have to invite his wife? I was thinking he could be more free with you girls if he was alone?”

Shilpa laughed “This is how little you know Vikas. We are both his bitches, Raj. Wo aayega to hamari dono ki lega hi, whether is alone or with his missus.”

[If he comes, he will nail us.]

“Oh.” Raj nodded “Then let’s invite them both.”

Shamita said “Ooh! I want to buy a super slutty dress for that dinner.”

“Me too.” Shilpa said “I am thinking we should invite Malaika also. She really wants to meet him.”

“Her and her husband?” Rohit said “Then she will want to bring her sister also.”

“There is no problem with that.” Shilpa said “They are both hot women. Vikas will enjoy them.”

“Malaika is such a hottie.” Rohit said “Vikas can’t break her.”

Shilpa said confidently “I will leave that to Vikas.”

Both the brothers admired Malaika Arora for the glamorous hot woman that she was. Right now they were thinking if Vikas could really break her and if he could, will they get to watch it?

“I will ask Vikas when he is free,” Shilpa said “and I will invite him for that evening.”

Their waitress came over just then and they started talking about what to order.

Chapter 2 - Roshni Meets Vikas

The balcony door opened and Palak came over to the swing seat.

“Mumma, they are -“

“Was your father looking for me?” Shweta asked.

“Yes, but I sent him the other way,” Palak said “I knew you were here with Sir. Mumma, they want to play games, can you and Sir come in?”

“Who wants to play games?” Shweta said.

“Just Anjali and some of the others.” Palak said “Most of the guests have left, only a few friends of mine and some of your friends are left.”

“But Palak, we have to have dinner also,” Shweta said “and you know we only made enough food for the family. The plan was to stop Vikas for dinner but let everyone else go after the cake-cutting.”

“Most of them are gone, mumma, all the neighbours and stuff, but only a few friends are left.” Palak said “Mumma, if we have a quick round of pass-the-parcel I think they will go and we can get on with dinner.”

“I will go and see.” Shweta sighed and got up.

Vikas was getting up as well when Palak stopped him “Sir, my friend Roshni really wants to meet you, can I call her?”

“Sure.” Vikas nodded.

A minute later, when Palak came back to the balcony, Vikas was standing at the railing looking at the city lights. He turned to look at Palak and her friend.

“Sir, this is my friend Roshni Walia,” Palak performed the introductions “Roshni, this is Vikas Sir.”

As Vikas's gaze fell upon the girl, he couldn't help but be captivated by her youthful beauty. With a sweet, heart-shaped face that exuded innocence, she stood out from the crowd. While she may have been shorter than Palak, her voluptuous figure was impossible to ignore. Her curves were accentuated by the tight, black leather tube dress that clung to her every contour, stopping just shy of her mid-thighs, leaving them tantalizingly exposed. The dress showcased her generous cleavage, creating a mesmerising display of femininity. Adding to her allure were the leather ankle boots she wore, boasting an impressive eight inch heel and a five inch platform. Not only did these boots elevate her height, but they also lent a provocative touch to her silhouette. With each step she took, her posterior pushed back in an alluring manner, leaving Vikas unable to tear his eyes away.

Her sluttiness was evident in her eyes as she met Vikas' gaze with a frank invitation. She stepped closer and offered her hand “I am very pleased to meet you, Sir. I was begging Palak to introduce me.”

“It’s my pleasure, Roshni.” Vikas smiled “You are a gorgeous babe, and I am glad Palak introduced us.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Roshni smiled

“Sir, Roshni is a model.” Palak said “That’s how we met, in an audition queue.”

“Very nice.” Vikas nodded “I am not surprised. She is hot and knows how to dress.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Roshni said “Palak, can I talk to Sir in private for a minute?”

“Ok.” Palak said reluctantly “But don’t start anything, mom is just setting things up in the living room, she will be here any second to call us.”

Roshni only nodded acknowledgement of that warning and waited until Palak had left. Then she stepped close to Vikas and said in a lower voice “Sir, I saw what you did to Shweta in the kitchen. It was mindblowing.”

“Have you been a naughty girl, Roshni?” Vikas smiled.

“I am a naughty girl, Sir,” Roshni bit her lower lip “but I am an obedient girl for powerful men. I am very interested in meeting you properly, like bending over your desk.”

“Are you talking about auditioning for my agency?”

Roshni reached behind her and unzipped her dress. She let it fall around her ankles “I am talking about giving you full access to me and letting you rip me apart like you did with Shweta.”

She was wearing the tiniest of black thongs and her naked body looked beautiful in the soft light.

“You are only saying the words,” Vikas could not help but reach out to fondle and weigh her heavy tits in his hands “you don’t know what ripping apart really means.”

“Then I will learn.” She pressed her soft, warm tits into his hands.

“It will be a hard lesson.” Vikas squeezed her tits firmly in both hands.

“Mmmm. Those are the best kind.” She moaned as he squeezed her tits but didn’t move back.

Vikas put his arms around her and pulled her close, squeezing her soft, delicate body hard against his body. Roshni put her arms around his neck and turned her face up. Vikas kissed her slowly but hard, licking between her lips, crushing her soft lips with his lips. Roshni cooperated fully, she opened her lips and let his tongue fuck her mouth. She was squirming in his arms and her tits were grinding on his chest. She kept her lips sealed to his and drank his saliva hungrily. Vikas reached down, grabbed her thong by the waistband and pulled it up sharply.

Roshni moaned in his mouth as the little garment bunched up and dug in her pussy slit. She shifted her weight as Vikas moved his hand flossing her pussy slit with her thong, making the little panties grind on her pussy hole. Then he pulled again, harder this time. The thong ripped into shreds but not before digging hard into her cunt.

“Ah!” Roshni had to break the kiss as the hot pain flooded her body. Her eyes watered.

“I have not even started yet.” Vikas said, looking into her eyes.

Roshni blinked her tears away and nodded “Did I ask you to stop?”

He cupped her cheek and caressed her cheek but at the same time, reached down with his right hand and slid two fingers up into her wet cunt as casually as if she was just his fucktoy.

“I like beautiful babes like you but I treat them like fuckmeat.” He kept his fingers hooked in her pussy, rubbing her gspot with his fingertips.

“You do the right thing,” Roshni squirmed around his fingers “we are fuckmeat.”

Vikas smiled and slowly fingered her pussy “But I don’t like panties on my fuckmeat.”

“I will never wear them again.” Roshni moved her hips, fucking herself on his fingers in a wanton, slutty manner. She nodded toward the railing “Ghodi ban jaoun?”

[Should I bend over?]

Vikas shook his head “Not a good time. But take my number and come to see me. I will bend you over my desk then.”

“I would love that, Sir.”

Palak came back to the balcony and saw Roshni naked, riding Vikas' fingers.

“You little slut!” She said “I told you not to start anything. Come on, mom is calling everybody inside.”

Roshni just smiled. She put her hand on Vikas’s chest and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

“Fuckmeat will wait for you.” She whispered in his ear.

Vikas pulled his fingers out of her cunt and offered them to her. Roshni smiled as she sucked his fingers clean.

“Get her dress, Palak.” Vikas said “It’s here somewhere.”

Palak picked up her dress and shook the dust off it. She helped Roshni put it on.

Chapter 3 - Party Games with Roshni

When Vikas came into the living room he found that the furniture had been moved aside to make space for everybody to sit on the floor in a circle. Cushions from the sofa and chairs were being used for sitting on the floor. Palak took him by the hand and had him sit beside her. As soon as he sat down, Anjali came and sat down on his right. Roshni wanted to sit next to him but she lost the chance and had to sit next to Anjali.

They started a game of pass the parcel with Abhimanyu on music duty. In the first round Roshni got caught. She was tasked with singing a song that had double-meaning lyrics. She picked a song from the 1980s which was very suggestive if the listeners were drunk and had a dirty mind. That applied to this audience.

In the second round, Vikas got caught. They asked him to say an iconinc dialogue from an old movie but making it dirty.

“Aaj khush to bahut hogi tum,” Vikas started “jo lund kabhi tumne munh mein nahin liya aaj wo tumhari gaand maar raha hai…”

There were many moans from the girls in addition to the laughter.

When the music started again, Vikas got up and went to the bathroom. He was just finishing peeing when the door opened and Roshni sneaked in.

“I am almost done.” He said without any embarrassment.

Roshni knelt on the rug beside him, facing him and looked up at him “I didn’t come for that, I came for you. Daal do mere munjh mein.”

[Put it in my mouth.]

She took his cock in her mouth and he didn’t need to reach for the toilet paper. Roshni took his cock deep in her mouth and cleaned it with her tongue, licking his pee hole.

“You are such an impatient fucktoy.” Vikas grinned.

Roshni just gave him a lopsided smile and started sucking his dick. Within a few seconds it became evident that she knew how to suck cock. She was a young, pretty girl with an obvious slutty side to her. Vikas’ cock got rock hard as she sucked it deep in her mouth. He pushed his fingers into her hair and started fucking her face. She looked up at him and stayed on her knees, perfectly positioned for him to fuck her mouth as he wanted.

She used her tongue to massage his hot, heavy dick as it moved in and out of her mouth. She loved cock and Vikas' thick cock, pressing down on her tongue was an incredible treat for her. She was moaning as she was sucking him as deep as she could take him in her mouth. Soon his cockhead was hitting the back of her throat and Roshni was moaning as her pussy was burning hot with desire now. She could see not only that he had a big dick but that he knew how to treat a pretty girl who is proud of her looks and body.

He was holding her hair in his hands and fucking her face, treating her like she was his fucktoy and he was doing her a favour by letting her suck his cock. That attitude in addition to his delicious pre-cum dripping down her throat was making Roshni’s pussy get soaking wet. She was squirming as she sucked his dick like a hungry little whore who hasn’t had cock in a month. Her breath was getting ragged and she was getting wild.

Vikas’ hand connected with her soft cheek in a stinging slap as she tried to suck hard and fast. She looked up at him with tears in her pretty eyes.

“Behave!” He told her “You are just fuckmeat, nothing more.”

Roshni nodded and picked up his left hand. She brought it to her right cheek, asking him to slap her other cheek while her mouth was closed with his cock. Vikas' shook his head and didn’t slap her even when she begged with throat moans and appealing eyes.

“Dress.” Vikas said.

In a quick second, Roshni unzipped her dress and let it drop on the bathroom rug. Vikas leaned down and slapped her heavy, bare tits, making them bounce. Roshni yelped with each stroke of his heavy, calloused hand but did not let go of his cock from her mouth. Her nipples were buzzing and her tits were aching with arousal. She was moaning non-stop now and getting breathless as she tried to suck him hard without worrying about breathing.

Vikas grabbed her hair tightly and pushed down with his hips. Roshni felt like she would gag as the thick shaft entered her throat but Vikas pushed in deeper and impaled her throat on his massive meatpole. Roshni tried to breathe through her nose and realised how helpless and vulnerable she was in his hands. Her pussy was pulsing and throbbing now and she was not able to stay still on her knees.

She slipped her hand between her thighs and pushed two fingers up into her hungry cunt. Vikas slapped her right cheek. She looked up at him. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and begged him with her eyes to slap her again. His cock was choking her as it was drilling her tight, smooth throat in and out but Roshni didn’t want to give it up even though she felt like she might pass out any second.

Vikas pulled his cock out of her throat and completely out of her mouth. He pulled her hair, turning her face up and pumped his hot cum on her beautiful face, then on her bare chest and then on her hot, heavy tits that were already very sensitive after his slaps.

Roshni could not help it. Her pussy exploded as she felt his hot, creamy cum marking her body. His seed was hot on her skin and it seemed to burn right through her. Roshni rubbed it into her skin, massaging it into her breasts and rubbing it into her face. The smell of his cum on her body was still making her pussy pulse though her orgasm had subsided.

“Thank you, Sir.” She panted “Thank you so -“

Vikas didn’t reply. He pulled her hair and jammed his cock in her mouth. Roshni started sucking him clean, eating his cum and loving how he tasted.

“Good fuckmeat.” Vikas patted her head.

“Will I get a chance to bend over your desk?” She looked at him.

“Definitely.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Her face lit up with her sweet smile.

Chapter 4 - Palak Makes an Argument

The guests reluctantly went away though some of them wanted to linger. Anjali took Vikas' number and promised to call him. She told him she was ready to come over whenever he called.

At dinner, both Shweta and Palak focused completely on making sure that Vikas ate properly. Whenever Shweta was near Vikas, he rubbed her bare thighs or kneaded her ass cheeks. She encouraged him with her smile and her movements. Abhimanyu was present but he was too drunk to notice such things. After dinner, Palak took charge of settling her father in the guest room which also served as their storage room while Shweta took Vikas to her bedroom.

Palak came to Shweta’s bedroom after settling Abhimanyu. Shweta and Vikas were both in bed. Shweta was wearing a sheer nightie. Vikas was only wearing underwear. They were talking while Shweta was cuddling up with him.

“Mumma, I just came to say goodnight.” Palak came to the side of the bed. She was wearing a sheer tank nightie that had a deep cleavage “Thank you so much for coming tonight, Sir. It made my birthday.”

“You are most welcome, darling.” Vikas smiled “Are you going to bed?”

“I was thinking about it, Sir. Do you need something?”

“Palak, stay for a bit, honey.” Shweta said “Take off your nightie and get in bed, come.”

It was evident that Palak liked this idea very much. She took off her nightie and climbed into bed between Shweta and Vikas.

“On your knees.” Vikas said.

Palak got on her knees and spread them open. She was fully naked now and her young, tight pussy was visibly moist.

Vikas put his hand on her thigh and caressed slowly “Palak, Shweta told me that you are quite interested in coming under me.”

Palak nodded vigorously.

“Tell me why, when you already know, when you have seen with your own eyes that I now own your mom?” Vikas looked at her, his hand caressing her upper thigh intimately but casually.

Correctly guessing it to be a test, Palak took a breath and marshalled her thoughts before speaking “Sir, it’s partly because of my mom. As you know already, my mom is a damn hot babe, and I won’t even say for her age, she is just a hot babe, and that’s it.”

“No argument there.” Vikas nodded.

“What you don’t know is that she is also a terrific mother. She has been a great mother to me, always been my friend and confidante in addition to being my rock.” Palak said “She knows my secrets and I know hers. And I know that her sex life is not good but she has still never strayed, she has never fucked any other guys, and believe me she gets a lot of opportunities. Not just dad’s married friends, but even my young male friends drool after her.”

“She is a drool worthy beauty.” Vikas said.

“Exactly, but she has never fucked any other guys while she is married.” Palak continued “But when mumma told me about you and how she wanted to....”

Palak stopped and looked at her mother.

Shweta nodded “He knows, darling.”

Palak nodded and continued “So, when my mumma who would not let anyone grab her butt is suddenly interested in fucking a man, it’s an important thing. Also, she is not just interested in taking his dick, she wants to belong to him. That’s not like mom at all.”

“So, you want to be my bitch because your mother’s my bitch?” Vikas' hand was lingering on Palak’s thigh and he was aware that she was squirming excitedly.

“Oh, I have no illusion, Sir, that I can be your bitch,” she said “but...well, you are a special man, it would be a privilege even to have you inside me, just to be your fucktoy.”

“Palak, how would you like Sir to fuck you once tonight, just as a birthday gif to you,” Shweta said “but without creating the expectation that you will be his fucktoy?”

“I would love it like the best birthday gift of my life!” Palak could not hide her excitement.

Vikas pulled Palak to him, putting his right hand on her back, he held her close and brushed her hair from her cheek “It’s not that you are not a hot girl, Palak, you are very pretty, totally fuckable, but like you said, I am going to own your mom, that makes things complicated. Even if Shweta was just my casual whore it would be okay I could keep you both as my whores, but I am planning to own Shweta longterm, she is a special woman and she is going to be my permanent property, so, it would be a bit challenging to keep you as a regular fucktoy as well.”

“I understand, Sir.” Palak was feeling breathless already. He was rubbing his bare back and her pussy was pulsing hard “But I am going to apply to VisCom as a model and it would be perfectly fine if you were to nail me on the casting couch and just send me home with your load in my holes. I am just saying as a model, without thinking about having my mom as your property, just have me on your dick as a model and nail me like you nail other models.”

“We will think about that.” Vikas smiled “For now, this is all I am offering.”

“And I am gratefully accepting.” Palak put her hand on his underwear “May I?”

Vikas nodded. Palak pushed his shorts down his thighs and showed considerable restrain in not touching his dick that came out like a cannon. She pulled his shorts fully off his legs and put them aside.

Then she looked at Vikas “Kaise lenge, Sir? Kutiya ban jaoun?”

[How do you want to nail me? Should I get on all fours?]

Vikas smiled. He took her shoulders and had her lay down between himself and Shweta “This is the only position you can handle for now.”

“Yes, Sir.” Palak opened her legs wide.

As Vikas got on top of her, Shweta reached in and took his cock in her hand. She guide it to Palak’s young, tight pussy and said “Now, Palak, prepare yourself, this is going to hurt.”

“Yes, mumma.” Palak breathed.

Vikas pressed his cockhead on Palak’s tight pussy entrance then pushed in with a firm, decisive stroke.

“Oh, mumma!” Palak cried out as his round, bulbous cockhead pushed into her tight pussy and lodged inside her young, hot vagina.

He didn’t go any deeper, giving her time to get used to his size. He leaned down and kissed her slowly, sucking her lips, teasing her tongue with his tongue. Palak kissed him back hungrily, battling with his tongue with her own tongue, drinking his saliva, crushing her lips to his rough, demanding lips in hunger. Vikas pushed his tongue into her mouth and fucked her mouth in and out. Palak moaned and sealed her lips tight to his, letting his saliva flow down into her mouth.

“Please, Sir, don’t stop.” She panted “Make me scream just like you fucked mumma. Claim me just like your bitch, just for tonight, think of me as your fucktoy.”

“Nice and gently, Palak.” Shweta stroked her head “Sir will claim you but not too rough. He knew I could handle it that’s why he pounded me so hard.”

Vikas was grinding his cock in Palak’s pussy and she was squirming with the hot pain travelling up her young, slim body. Vikas was keeping her pinned and slowly pushing more of his cock into her tight vagina with in and out movements but he was restraining himself from drilling her hard as she was very tight and his cock was fitting tightly in her cunt, he had to force his way to get any penetration at all.

“I can handle it, too, mumma, I am your daughter. I can handle it.” She cupped Vikas’ cheek “Please fuck me, Sir, hurt me, I need it, I need your dick to ruin me.”

Vikas moved back and pushed in harder, his cock sliding two inches deeper in her cunt with his forceful thrust. He was having to push in hard for every inch of penetration.

“Ah, god, mumma!” Palak screamed “I can’t handle it. I can’t handle it. Oh, god, it hurts!”

Two tears leaked out of Palak’s eyes on to her cheeks. She was writhing in pain as her body was feeling the kind of powerful pain that she had never felt before in her life. She could feel how Vikas's cock could break her into pieces and that fear was making her pussy so wet and hot that she could feel her pulse in her pussy.

“Don’t worry, Palak.” Shweta stayed close “You will feel really great soon. Sir’s cock is going to break you and mould you, honey. You have not felt a real man inside you before. The boys you have fucked so far could not teach you your place. That’s why I wanted Sir to fuck you tonight, you need to learn your place and there is nobody better to teach you.”

Vikas lowered his head and started sucking Palak’s hot, full tits as he moved his hips to fuck her hot, wet cunt in and out, not going very deep but making his strokes smooth and regular, so her body was feeling a hot rhythm of pain and pleasure in waves.

“Mmmm, yes!” Palak pushed her hips up as the hot pain became pleasure “Fuck me! Jam it in me, Sir. Aur andar daal do. Chodo andar tak.”

[Go deeper. Fuck me deep.]

Sucking her tits in his mouth, Vikas teased her nipples with his tongue. The new sensations flowed into Palak’s body and she squirmed harder. She was feeling completely electrified with these powerful sensations and her young mind was overwhelmed by this experience which was so different and novel compared to all the sex she had had before.

“Open your legs wider, Palak.” Shweta said “Let him come in deeper. Show him your surrender. A fucktoy’s surrender is her most attractive quality. You want to show him that you are his fucktoy, don’t you?”

“Ah, yes, mumma, yes!” Palak gasped as she opened her legs and felt Vikas’ cockhead invade deeper into her vagina “I am your fucktoy, Sir. Please feel free to break me, please think of me as your fucktoy, your personal, very personal fucktoy.”

Vikas’ strokes became harder and deeper. Palak started to move her ass as the erotic pain galvanised her body. She clung to him with both arms as he fucked her in and out, his chest grinding on her tits as he sucked her neck.

“Oh, mumma!” Palak screamed as her pussy exploded with such a fierce orgasm that her whole body shook from it. Vikas continued to saw in and out of her tight pussy and increased his depth in her when he felt her orgasm hit. Palak clung to him tightly, rubbing his bare back, pressing him into her so she could feel her tits being crushed by his chest.

Her hot, oily cum soaked his cock, creating more lubrication and Vikas took immediate advantage of it by pushing his cock deeper into Palak’s tight cunt. It made her moan longer and louder as her body felt these new sensations, things she had never felt before. Nobody had penetrated her this deep before and she was feeling not just a physical sense of being claimed but an emotional dependence on this cock which could break through her resistance and make her feel so wonderful.

She looked up at Vikas and caressed his cheek, her breath still ragged as she spoke “That was amazing, Sir. Taking your cock in me is like heaven. I am just a fucktoy, Sir, please feel free to claim me, please, apni kutiya samajh ke chodo, jaise mom aap ki kutiya hain, just for tonight, fuck me like your bitch.”

[Fuck me like your bitch, just like mom is your bitch.]

Vikas didn’t fuck her hard and rough like he had pounded Shweta, but he pushed in deeper and Palak gasped as her breath was knocked out of her lungs. It took only a few deep strokes to make her cum again. This orgasm hit harder than before. The fact that he was deeper in her helped but also by now she knew how amazing she could feel on this cock and the anticipation made her pussy spike harder. Her tears were flowing down her cheeks and the powerful orgasm was making her whole body buzz with electric sensations.

“Mmmm, god, mumma!” She gasped as the orgasm started to subside “Can I be his bitch, mumma? Will you let me be his bitch, please? All my friends have fucked me, mumma, I am an easy slut like you tell me to be, but nobody can do this to me. Nobody has ever made me feel like this!”

“I tell you to be an easy slut because I want you get the experience and develop the skills.” Shweta said “When you meet the right man, that skill will help you please him and keep him in your life.”

“Can I be Sir’s bitch, mumma, his fucktoy? He can teach me so much more than those boys. Oh, so much more.” Palak was getting hot again and her words were becoming breathless.

“You can but you will have to earn it, darling.” Shweta stroked her head “Sir has lots of personal whores to serve him. He can only take a worthy whore under him. You will need to earn that, honey.”

“I will, mumma. I will do anything. Ah, I will...learn more, ah, and....be a good....ah, mumma!”

With each orgasm Vikas was pushing his cock deeper into Palak’s cunt and her orgasms were getting hotter and harder. She closed her arms around him and squeezed her tits on his chest while she pushed her ass up to help him penetrate her even deeper. His cockhead invading her young vagina felt like a magical rod that could touch her soul. She was loving how helpless he could make her feel and how deeply he could excite her.

Palak had two more orgasms as Vikas drilled her harder and deeper. She thrashed about on the bed under him, impaled on his cock, helpless and vulnerable in his grip. She kissed him several times and sucked his neck, her body completely in love with his body, her surrender evident in every muscle movement.

She was a very pretty girl with a slim body and big, heavy tits. Vikas was enjoying fucking her. Her tight pussy was stimulating his cock. He was having to break through her resistance but he could feel her surrender in the face of his powerful cock invading her vagina and it was a heady, pleasurable feeling.

As Vikas got more excited, his restraint became lower and he fucked Palak much deeper. Now with her pussy being so well-lubricated he was able to pierce right through her pussy and fuck her fully deep. His cockhead hit her cervix and Palak screamed in pain. She clung to his neck with both arms and arched her back like a wounded gazelle. Vikas had not intended to fuck her so deep but he could not stop now. He continued drilling her cunt, claiming her fully deep, his cockhead beating her into submission.

“Right now his cock owns you, Palak.” Shweta stroked her head “You need to be a good bitch for him. Show him that you are his bich.”

“Oh, god!” Palak gasped as her pussy exploded “Oh, mumma!”

Vikas himself was getting extremely excited. To have this young, beautiful fuckmeat helplessly wrapped around his cock was hot but to have the stunning Shweta there, teaching her daughter to surrender like a whore, that was insanely hot. His strokes were hard and deep in Palak’s cunt. He could feel his cock pulse hard and looked at Shweta. Shweta nodded. Vikas continued his long, deep strokes, holding Palak by the shoulders.

“He is going to mark you, honey.” Shweta said softly in her daughter’s ear “Brace yourelf. It will be rough and it will be hot.”

“God, will it hurt, mumma?” Palak panted. She was feeling extremely vulnerable and extremely hot at the same time.

“Of course, it will hurt, Palak.” Shweta kept holding her shoulders “He is a real man and he is going to brand you so deep where your boyfriends can never reach you.”

“Mmmm, god, mumma!” Palak groaned as she felt Vikas's massive cock spear her brutally deep.

“Ungh. Fuck1” Vikas grunted as his cock erupted like a volcano inside Palak’s vagina, pumping his hot load into her young womb with long, powerful thrusts.

“Ah, mumma!” Palak cried out as his heat scorched her insides and her pussy exploded with the overload of heat. She pressed her mouth on his neck and clung to him while he pumped his hot seed into her young womb, marking her as his fucktoy.

For a while Palak was too busy trying to catch her breath. Then she looked at Shweta “Thank you, mumma. This was the best birthday gift ever.”

“You are welcome, honey.” Shweta smiled.

Vikas kissed Palak while he left his cock inside her for a few minutes. Palak was feeling very close to him and she felt like there was an intimacy between them now. He was not just her mom’s boss now, there was something between them too. He could say that she was not his fucktoy but Palak felt like she was his fucktoy to a great degree.

Ultimately Vikas slowly pulled his cock out of Palak’s pussy. Shweta guided Palak to kneel between his legs and suck his cock clean. Palak loved the taste of his cum and said so several times. Vikas smiled and stroked her head.

Chapter 5 - Karishma Kotak Wants a Scoop

The waitress had hardly gone from their table with their order when a woman with a sexy face and a trim figure stepped up to the Shettys’ table.

“Hi, I am Karishma Kotak,” she talked to Shilpa but included them all in her eye contact “I am a TV presenter and host....”

“We know who you are, Karishma.” Shilpa smiled “We have seen you on TV a lot.”

“Model, actress, TV presenter, host.” Raj said “You are a celebrity.”

“Why, thank you so much.” Karishma smiled “You folks are so kind. I have heard some news about your company. Would you mind if I ask you a few questions about it?”

“For your news show?” Shilpa said “Sure, fire away.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful.” Karishma said.

Rohit moved aside to let her slide in next to him and was pleased when she did.

Karishma was wearing a chocolate coloured slinky gown that had a deep neck and two thin straps. It had a high slit on her right leg and as she sat down, her slit fell open and Rohit got a nice view of her smooth shapely leg as well as a glimpse of her tiny black thong. She made no effort to close the slit.

She leaned forward and asked Shilpa “I have heard that you have sold the company Crewing Partners that you were a CEO of and it’s now part of VisCom group?”

“Yes, but I am still the CEO.” Shilpa said “VisCom now owns the company but I will continue as CEO.”

“Oh, right.” Karishma nodded “So, will there be much change of staff?”

“No, we don’t think so.” Shilpa shook her head “I am staying on as CEO, Shamita was doing COO and CFO roles, she will stay on COO but we will appointment someone as CFO. Rest of the staff will stay the same.”

“That’s certainly good news.” Karishma smiled “I have heard this rumour that the ViisCom CEO Mr. Vikas Malhotra have a personal interest in you as well?”

Shilpa smiled “Vikas is a long time client and a valued friend.”

“And there is nothing more than friendship there?” Karishma persisted.

Shilpa simply looked at her and smiled.

“Listen, can we talk in private for a minute?” Karishma said.

Shilpa nodded. The two women got up and Karishma led Shilpa to a corner where there were some empty tables. They sat down and Karishma started in a low voice this time.

“I was not trying to catch you out.” She said “Look, I might as well tell you my interest. I am starting a personal business blog and YouTube channel. This is mine and it’s going well thanks to my TV audience, but I need to keep at it. I am interested in that guy. I am really interested in him.”

“Vikas? Why?” Shilpa said.

“You probably don’t know, or may be you know if you have done business with him,” Karishma said “most people get deceived by the size of his company, but they don’t know that he is a really powerful man. The connections he has, the alliances he has built up, he draws a lot water in this city.”

“He is a powerful man.” Shilpa nodded “I know that.”

“And on top of that, he is a damn hunk.” Karishma said “Ok, I am married, I should not talk like that but I have seen his picture in magazines and frankly, the man creams my pussy every time I see it.”

“He would like you too,” Shilpa smiled “you are hot and slutty the way he likes his girls.”

Karishma didn’t take offence, she smiled “I have heard he has a huge tool and he knows how to use it.”

“Yes, he does.” Shilpa nodded “He likes to break a girl with it.”

“How do you know?” Karishma narrowed her eyes.

“Off the record?”

“This is all off the record.” Karishma said.

“I have had him in me.” Shilpa said proudly.

“You have not!” Karishma almost screamed “Don’t tell me lies.”

“In all my holes,” Shilpa smiled even wider “several times.”

“Are you serious?” Karishma’s mouth was open wide.

“We had an offer from Royal,” Shilpa said “but I didn’t want to sell to Saif Kapoor. When Vikas made an offer, I sold. Our understanding is that I and Shamita will stay on in top positions but now Vikas will be on top of us.”

“He has fucked Shamita too/” Karishma leaned in eagerly.

“Yes, we are both his bitches now.” Karishma said.

“Do you know, Mrs. Shetty, what a difference it could be for me if I could have access to that man?”

“You just want him to break your pussy.” Shilpa grinned “And call me Shilpa.”

“Ok, Shilpa, I won’t try to bullshit you.” Karishma said “There is no way he will have any difficulty spreading my legs, but I would be able to use his help as well.”

“But you are married.” Shilpa reminded her.

“So are you,” Karishma retorted “and you just told me you are his bitch.”

“Are you willing to do what I did?”

“More than willing.” Karishma said “I im telling you he won’t have any difficulty laying me. Wo jahan daalega main le loongi.”

[I will take his dick anywhere he wants to enter me.]

“He would probably like you.” Shilpa said “He likes smart sluts.”

“Please, please, can you introduce me?” Karishma pleaded “I will be ever so grateful. You can ask any favour after that when you need.”

Shilpa nodded “We are announcing the company sale this week. Vikas will come and we will address the press together. I can put your name on an invite.”

“No, no, that I got already, I need more than that.” Karishma said “I don’t want to just meet him as a reporter.”

“Well, I can introduce you to him privately afterwards.” Shilpa said ”You said you will spread for him easily?”

“Very easily.”

“So, if I introduce you to him in my private office?”

“Main wahin de doongi usse, tabhi ki tabhi.”

[I will spread for him there and then.]

“Good. I will do that then.” Shilpa said “But dress like a slut.”

“That’s how I always dress, even on my TV show.”

“Ok, dress like a whore then.” Shilpa said “Very short dress, backless, no panties.”

“God, that made my pussy tingle.” Karishma said “He likes that?”

“He likes that.” Shilpa nodded.

“Ok, then done.” Karishma said “I will dress like a whore and leave my panties home. You will introduce me in private, just him and me?”

“Yes, I will tell him you are my friend and I have promised you his exclusive interview.” Shilpa said “Then I will leave you alone in my office with him. After that it’s up to you.”

“I will not leave that room until he has drilled me and I have milked his load in my womb.” Karishma said.

“Karishma, keep in mind,” Shilpa warned “he fucks hard. Wo daba ke ragadta hai hum jaisi kutiaaon ko.”

[He pounds bitches like us hard.]

“Oh.” Karishma’s tits were heaving in her deep-neck dress “I will have to be his bitch?”

“You think this will just be a casual fuck?” Shilpa smiled “No, no, darling, tumhari gaand maare bina to wo chhodega nahin.”

[He won’t let you go without fucking your ass.]

“Oh.” Karishma squirmed in her seat “Zor se maarta hai?”

[Does he fuck hard?]

“Bahut zor se, poori andar tak.” Shilpa nodded.

[Very hard, fully deep.]

“God, you don’t know how much I like that.” Karishma said “A man who can drill me like a whore…mmmmm.”

“I have heard that reporters are all whores?” Shilpa smiled.

“Yes, we will do anything for a story from sucking cock to taking multiple dicks in our holes.” Karishma nodded “But, like I said, I had a personal interest in him. I saw him in a restaurant once, he was having dinner with his wife. You should have seen how she doted on him, like she worships the ground he walks on. You could see it in her eyes.”

“Any woman he claims, becomes like that for him, like a pet bitch.” Shilpa nodded “Shamita and I are both his possessions He completely owns our lives.”

“Fuck, that’s super hot!” Karishma breathed “Do you think I have any chance of getting under him?”

“Of course. You are a hot babe, you are a model, he will like you.” Shilpa said “Just dress right and I will make sure you get a chance to be broken on his cock.”

“Mmmmm. Thank you, Shilpa, thank you so much!”

“You are welcome.” Shilpa smiled.

“Now, give me a few lines that I can publish about the company sale.”

“Sure.”

Chapter 6 - Shweta Sleeps with Her Boss

Vikas took Shweta’s nightie off as they left the bathroom.

“You will sleep naked tonight.” He told her.

“I will sleep with your dick in me, tonight.” Shweta smiled at him “That’s what you promised me.”

“And that’s what you will get.” Vikas smiled.

They got in bed and started kissing. Within seconds, Shweta was sucking his tongue hungrily, drinking his saliva, pressing her hot, naked body on his body while Vikas was squeezing her, rubbing her smooth, bare back and fucking her mouth with his tongue. Watching Vikas break Palak had excited Shweta more than she had let on. The way he had taken the young girl and broken her, gently but firmly, had made Shweta proud that she belonged to this man.

She knew it was the best thing for Palak to belong to a mature, strong, kind man like Vikas. The young boys that she fucked were good for practice, but none of them were strong enough or wise enough to own and guide a young, beautiful girl like Palak who was also quite smart and ambitious. Shweta had not been sure that Palak could handle him and she didn’t want her to mess up her own dynamic with Vikas but after tonight, she felt that Vikas might be the only man in the world who could handle both mother and daughter, giving them what each of them needed and guiding their lives in a way that they could both be happy.

She had noticed how excited Palak had been to feel Vikas' cock in her and how much she had begged him to hurt her but Vikas had not listened to her requests. He had entered her but he had fucked her at his own pace, taking her, overwhelming her with sensuous pleasure and breaking down her defences gradually, systematically. Palak was too young to appreciate this but only a man who had supreme control over himself both physically and emotionally could break a girl in a calm confident way without damaging her.

With her own experience behind her, Shweta had observed it all. She had seen how Vikas had gradually fucked Palak deeper, using his force to break the young girl but only at a pace that she could handle. He obviously enjoyed fucking her, she was tight and hot, but he had not let that spur him into pounding her right away. He had let Palak feel the pleasure first, and once she was drunk on that incredible pleasure he had drilled her gradually harder, teaching her that surrendering to him was in her own favour as it would make her feel amazing. That’s how he could get her to fall completely under his spell.

The way he had ripped Shweta apart in the kitchen, had been insanely hot and pleasurable. It was exactly what Shweta needed. After craving him in her for years, she needed exactly that kind of pounding which would tell her she was now his property. He had claimed her ass and while it was painful, it was also exciting. It had given Shweta an emotional reassurance that he was not just fucking her, he was claiming her, she was going to be his possession. After being married to a weak man for so many years, Shweta needed that reassurance.

But it had made her little bit nervous about bringing Palak under him. If it were not Palak’s birthday and she had not been so keen on taking Vikas in her, Shweta would have waited before getting Palak on Vikas' cock. But her fears had been unfounded. Vikas knew exactly what to do with Palak, he knew exactly how to break her and give her what she needed. He had fucked her the way she needed.

Shweta had not missed that after Vikas got Palak fully hooked on his cock and the pain it was giving her, he had not hesitated to claim her fully. His cockhead had beaten her cervix into submission and the pain had taught Palak what could not be taught with thousands of words. With a girl like Palak who was smart, gorgeous and spirited, it was important to teach her that no matter how hot she was or how many men she could manipulate on her fingers, ultimately her real place was under this man, she was his slut and his fucktoy. Vikas had done that masterfully.

Now Shweta was sure that it would be the best thing for Palak to belong to Vikas and she was going to help her achieve that despite Vikas' current doubts that owning a mother-daughter pair could lead to complications. Thinking about all these things was making Shweta incredibly hot. She reached down and found that Vikas was rock hard.

She guided his cock to her pussy “This is your property. Claim it.”

Vikas shook his head “I just fucked your daughter, whore. Have you no shame?”

“I am your whore.” She smiled “Why should I have shame in bringing a sweet little treat for you?”

“Oh, that’s what she was?” Vikas pushed up and stuffed his cock halfway deep into her tight, wet cunt in one masterful thrust.

“Ah, god!” Shweta lifted her head and gasped. She took a breath then looked at him “Yes, just like you had a bite of sweet cake tonight, she was also a sweet bite after diner for your dessert. Don’t expect to enter her again.”

“Of course, I won’t, you know that.” Vikas grabbed her ass and started fucking her smoothly in and out

“Anh! I am kidding, Sir.” She put her hand behind his neck and pressed her cheek to his “Of course you can nail her when you want. Yahan, ya office mein, jahan aap loge wo degi.”

[She will spread for you wherever you want to nail her, here or in your office.]

Vikas looked at her and shook his head “Complications, baby. Owning a mother and daughter is not usually a good idea.”

“This is not a usual mother-daughter pair,” Shweta moved her hips to fuck herself on his hard cock “You can own both and there won’t be any drama. Ok, do this, own me as your bitch and treat Palak as delicious fuckmeat that you can enjoy when you want, whenever you want.”

“Are you listening to yourself?” Vikas said but his cock was throbbing in her cunt and Shweta knew it “You are calling your own daughter fuckmeat.”

“Not for just any man, honey.” Shweta squeezed his cock with her pussy and leaned in to kiss his neck “But for you yes. I know being your fuckmeat is better than being some other man’s princess.”

“Right now, I want this fuckmeat.” Vikas rolled over on top of her and pinned her down.

“This fuckmeat is yours,” Shweta breathed “completely yours.”

Vikas started drilling her hard and deep. Shweta’s screams started to fill the room. Vikas kept drilling her deeper and soon Shweta was squirming under him as her pussy throbbed hard, her body on fire with her orgasm building up between her legs.

“Ah, Vikas!” She screamed as her pussy exploded into a shower of sparks, her whole body burning from the inside.

Just when her orgasm was driving her crazy, Vikas pulled out of her, turned her over and stuffed his cock into her ass in the same motion. Shweta yelped. Her body rocked forward on the bed as the hot pain speared her body. Vikas grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her down as he drilled her ass hard and deep. Shweta thrashed about on the bed in his grip as his hard use made her pussy spike again, the second orgasm following on from the first like lighting one candle from another.

She could feel her tits getting squashed on the bed as he pinned her down and pounded her ass hard. His chest was rubbing on her bare back and soft smoothness of her body was making his cock throb in her ass. For a long time, Vikas had admired this woman for her beauty, her intellect and her talent. He had wanted her, he would have liked nothing better than to break her with his cock and claim her. But she was married. It had not helped that he knew that her marriage life was dreary and unsatisfying. It had taken all of his willpower to not claim her.

But now she was impaled on his cock and he was using her as was his right. She was now his property. Her ass, tight and hot, was pulsing around his cock and it gave Vikas immense excitement to know that he owned this ass. He jammed his cock harder and deeper into her ass, much harder than he had fucked her in the kitchen, and Shweta cried his name as his cock invaded into her anal canal. Vikas didn’t stop there, he continued to penetrate her deeper and deeper with brutally hard thrusts and when those painfully deep thrusts made her cum again, it made his cock pulse in her ass.

He used her gorgeous, hot body like a beast and loved that she surrendered fully to his use and abuse. She was screaming, groaning and yelping, her tears were wetting her cheeks, her body was trembling under him, but she was not asking him to stop or take it easy on her. Vikas was loving the fact that she wanted to be his possession as much as he wanted to own her.

“Oh, fuck!” Vikas groaned as his cock invaded her bowels and at the same time he exploded like a liquid bomb, pumping his hot load into her bowels.

“God, Vikas!!” Shweta cried out as she felt his hot seed burning a path through her body and felt like she could taste it in her throat.

Vikas kept drilling her ass as he pumped his load into her. Then slowly, gradually, he slowed his strokes and they both tried to catch their breath.

He kept his cock buried fully deep in her ass even after he stopped fucking her. He rolled over on to his side keeping her skewered on his cock. Shweta moaned and pressed back into him as they both lay on their side.

“Think you can sleep like this?” He said.

“Probably not,” Shweta said “but this is how I want to sleep tonight. I have waited for it for so long.”

“Good, that’s fine.”

“But I want to eat your cum first.” she said.

“In the morning.” He said.

“Please, Sir. Please, Vikas.” Shweta pleaded “For so long I have only heard stories from models who were lucky enough to be broken by you and tasted your cum. Please don’t deny me this now. I will suck you until you are hard again, aap phir se daal dena meri gaand mein. Mujhe aaj aap ka lund gaand mein le kar hi sona hai. Please, Sir.”

[You can put it in my ass again. I will sleep only with your cock jammed up my ass.]

Vikas relented and pulled out of her ass. She sucked his cock clean, eating all his cum from his shaft and his balls. By the time she cleaned him fully, he was hard again. Shweta lay down on her face, pushing her knee up to open her ass. This time, Vikas jammed his cock hard into her ass within a few strokes. Shweta yelped with each stroke and her eyes leaked tears on her cheeks but she clutched the bedsheet and took his hard use like a good whore.

When his cock was buried fully deep in her ass, Vikas gave her a couple of minutes to let the pain settle down, then said “Goodnight, my whore.”

His arms were wrapped around her naked body. Shweta pulled his hands to her tits and waited until he started kneading her hot, fleshy tits, then said “Goodnight, my Owner. Thank you for being here tonight.”

Chapter 7 - Vikas Takes Charge

It was not surprising that it took almost an hour for Shweta to fall asleep. She was physically uncomfortable and excited at being impaled on Vikas' cock but her emotional state was even more agitated. She was sleeping with Vikas and not sleeping like she had slept with him in Goa but actually as his girl, his possession. It was a dream come true and for a long time the implications of it came swirling around in Shweta’s mind. But ultimately the excitement and happiness gave way to a satisfied weariness and she drifted off to sleep.

Nor was it surprising that she woke up in the early hours of the morning, uncomfortable but turned on. Vikas woke up from her squirming. It did not take him long to figure out what she wanted. He fucked her ass from behind while kneading her hot tits in his hands. Shweta came three times before he came in her ass. This time Shweta fell asleep faster with his cock still buried deep in her ass.

When she got up in the morning, Vikas was awake and doing push-ups on the floor by the foot of the bed.

“Good morning, handsome!” Shweta could not stop smiling even if somebody had put a gun to her head.

Vikas didn’t stop but grunted “Good morning, pet.”

Shweta got off the bed, lay down on the floor next to him and slid back so her face was under his face. Vikas kissed her slowly then continued doing his push-ups.

“Would you like to nail your bitch again?” Shweta offered “Morning exercise?”

“Are you still not satisfied, whore?” Vikas changed and started doing crunches.

“I am, actually I am very sore,” Shweta admitted “but I felt it my duty to offer some fresh slutmeat to my tiger.”

“Slutmeat is safe for now. I am going to take a shower.” Vikas said “Go get some breakfast ready. I will be ravenous when I come out of the shower.”

“Yes, my Master.” Shweta said “Your breakfast will be ready.”

Ten minutes later she called Palak to her and said “Palak, honey, take this towel to Vikas. He is in the shower. Go.”

“In the shower, mumma?” Palak hesitated.

“Yes, go.” Shweta pushed her “And take your nightie off first.”

“Ji, mumma.” Palak took the towel and went toward the bathroom.

Two minutes later Shweta smiled when she heard Palak’s screams from the bathroom. It seemed that Vikas had taken the bait and was drilling Palak in the shower.

Later when Palak came into the kitchen, she was wearing her nightie and was walking stiff with a moan at each step.

“Mumma, unhone shower mein le li meri.” She confided to Shweta in a low voice.

[He fucked me in the shower.]

“Good.” Shweta nodded “Get the ginger out of the fridge.”

“Mumma, he said last night he was just going to fuck me once,” Palak said “but when I went in with the towel, he...mumma mujhe ghodi bana ke peechhe se chod diya.”

[He bent me over and fucked me from behind.]

“That’s good, but we will talk about this later, Palak, right now my boss needs breakfast,” Shweta said “and you are either going to help me or you are going to get out of the kitchen. You choose.”

Palak smiled “I will help.”

“Good. Get the ginger out of the fridge and start grinding it.”

At the breakfast table Shweta and Palak both focused on serving Vikas. Abhimanyu came and joined halfway through.

“Good morning.” He mumbled and took a seat.

Shweta said “Good morning, Abhi. There is coffee in that. And those toasts are fresh.”

“I can’t even look at food.” Abhimanyu groaned like a tortured soul.

“Hi, Abhi!” Vikas nodded “Good morning. How are you feeling?”

“I am alright.” Abhimanyu said though it looked like he was suffering from hangover.

Vikas said “Shweta?”

“Ji?” Shweta rushed to his side.

Shweta was wearing a short silk nightie. Vikas put his hand on her leg and casually caressed her bare thigh with his hand between her legs as he talked to her. She kept her legs open and listened to him like this was perfectly normal even though she knew her husband could see it all.

“Darling, Abhi needs a medicine,” Vikas said, his hand on her smooth thigh “here is a recipe that would help him.”

Vikas continued to rub her leg as he told her what to make for Abhimanyu. Shweta listened carefully then went to the kitchen. They all ignored Abhimanyu’s feeble protests that he was ok. Five minutes later, Shweta came back to the table with a glass that seemed to contain tomato juice. She put it in front of Abhimanyu.

“Now, Abhi, be careful,” Vikas said “this will burn your throat, but it will cure your hangover in two minutes.”

“What’s in it?” Abhimanyu looked at the glass suspiciously.

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad, but it will be spicy.” Vikas said “It will fix your head in a flash.”

“It will?” Abhimanyu let hope make him curious.

“Yes, it will.” Vikas said “Drink it all in one breath. It will burn your throat a bit but don’t stop. Drink it now.”

Abhimanyu decided to trust him. He picked up the glass and after taking a suspicious whiff, he put it to his lips and downed the whole glass in one go. He made a face as he put the glass down.

“You can have water for the throat.” Vikas said.

Shweta poured half a glass of water for her husband. He drank it.

“That was very....hmmm...it...it really works.” Abhimanyu looked surprised.

Vikas pushed his plate away and picked up his coffee mug. In two minutes, the change in Abhimanyu was visible to everybody.

“Wow! My head is feeling better.” Abhimanyu said “And I am even feeling hungry.”

Vikas smiled.

“Thank you, Vikas.” Abhimanyu said “Thanks a lot. Please give me for that formula. I will need it.”

Vikas nodded “Sure. No problem.”

Abhimanyu served himself some toast and Shweta brought him an omelette. Vikas let him finish his omelette and waited until he was on his coffee.

“Now, listen, Abhi, I want to tell you something.” He said.

Abhimanyu paid him his full attention. Vikas raised his hand and Shweta came to him like pulled by a magnet. Vikas put his hand on her back and caressed her back slowly as he talked.

“You know already that I am Shweta’s boss, she works under me.” Vikas waited until Abhimanyu nodded his acknowledgement then continued “As her boss, it is my prerogative to take her, which I had not done so far. But last night I claimed her. Now she is my property.”

“What?” Abhimanyu’s jaw dropped. He was not surprised that Vikas had fucked Shweta, he could recall that Vikas was going to sleep in Shweta’s bed and he could recollect some faint memory of hearing Shweta’s screams from her bedroom before he fell asleep, but he was flabbergasted that Vikas was saying it to his face.

“She belongs to me now.” Vikas let his hand slide down to Shweta’s ass and squeezed it. She smiled at him. Palak continued clearing the breakfast things like she could not hear anything. Vikas looked right into Abhimanyu’s eyes “She is my possession and you will treat her as such. She will be completely my property. You know what that means?”

“You....you will fuck her?” Abhimanyu blurted out.

“I will but it will be more than that.” Vikas put his arm around Shweta’s waist and squeezed her “She will be fully in my possession. Of course, I will fuck her, when I come here she will sleep with me, but if I want her to come and live with me for a week, I will just call her.”

Abhimanyu was watching him but not able to speak.

Vikas continued “But it will be more than that. Her dress-up, her hair, her style, everything will be in my control. She won’t make any decisions without consulting me.” He looked at Shweta “You understand that, right?”

“Of course, Sir.” Shweta put her arm around his shoulders and pressed close “You own me now.”

“I wanted to tell you myself,” Vikas said to a shocked Abhimanyu “so that if you had any objections, I could deal with them myself.”

Abhimanyu was not in a condition to speak. He was bowled over by Vikas' boldness. From his earlier conversation with Shweta and Palak he had assumed that Vikas was going to fuck Shweta. As he was her boss and Abhimanyu did not make enough money that he could tell Shweta to leave the job, Abhimanyu had accepted it internally without saying so.

But while he had expected Vikas to fuck Shweta he had expected him to do that in the normal way that bosses did it. He expected that Vikas would sometimes stop Shweta late in the office, sometimes, he would call her to his place on the weekend for work and other ways like that. Abhimanyu was prepared to look the other way on those occasions and pretend not to know that actually Shweta was spreading her legs for her boss when she stayed late in the office or when she went to the boss’ place on a weekend.

He had not expected that Vikas will tell him to his face, looking right into his eyes that he now owned his wife. Owned! Not fucking her on the sly while every other employee had gone home, but actually sitting in her home and telling her husband that she now belonged to him. Abhimanyu swallowed and tried to speak but no words came out. He could see that every word Vikas spoke, Shweta was in complete agreement with it.

“Do you have any objections, or any questions?” Vikas prompted Abhimanyu.

“He has no objections.” Shweta said.

Vikas slapped her ass “Shut up, whore! I am talking to him.”

“Yes, Master.” Shweta said submissively.

Abhimanyu had never seen this obedient, docile side of Shweta. He stared.

“You may voice any objections you may have, Abhi,” Vikas said “but keep in mind that it won’t make any difference. I will still own Shweta. She will be your wife as long as I allow it, when I tell her to leave you, she will divorce you and become my exclusive possession.”

It floored Abhimanyu that Vikas assumed so much control of his life, but he saw that he did not look towards Shweta for agreement when he said that. The man’s confidence was intimidating.

“Sir,” Shweta calmly placed her butt on Vikas' lap and put her arms around his neck “I am still your exclusive possession, the only difference will be that Abhi won’t be in my life any more. You will control me fully in either case.”

This time Vikas did not reprimand Shweta. He slipped his hand inside her nightie and mauled her hot, bare breast as he leaned in to kiss her cheek.

“You are my personal bitch, that is the reality of your life now,” Vikas said “everything else is secondary.”

“That’s what I was saying, Sir.” Shweta smiled sweetly at him.

“Do you have any objections, Abhi?” Vikas said.

Abhimanyu swallowed again and shook his head.

“Good. Then about your business. You carry on, my pet,” Vikas pushed Shweta off his lap and patted her butt then he looked at Abhimanyu again “I understand you have a PR agency?”

“Yes.” That Abhimanyu could answer proudly.

“And it’s not profitable so far?” Vikas said.

“How do you know that, Sir?” Shweta stopped clearing the table.

“I have my sources.” Vikas said.

“Some...sometimes, there can be an issue....” Abhimanyu said feebly.

“No worries. I will see what I can do to help you.” Vikas said “I want to visit your business and take a look myself but I am going to US soon and things are busy. I don’t want to leave it until I get back so I will send somebody from my office to take a look around and give me a report. I will expect you to cooperate with her fully.”

When Vikas said that he would help him Abhimanyu had expected that he would now be able to borrow money from Vikas, but he was not prepared for this. Still, there was not much he could do. He knew that if he resisted, he could not count on Shweta’s support in meeting his office rent. Also, when Vikas said ‘her’ it piqued Abhimanyu’s interest.

He nodded “Ok. Sure.”

“She won’t interfere in anything but I can tell you -“ Vikas was speaking when the doorbell rang.

Palak went to open the door.

“Hi, Palak! Happy belated birthday, dear.” They could hear a feminine voice right in the dining room.

“Thank you, Tanu aunty.” Palak said “Please come in, na?”

“No, honey, I am late for a photoshoot.” The other girl said “I just wanted to drop off your gift. I am so sorry I could not come to your party last night.”

“Tanu, come on in.” Shweta reached the door by now.

“Shweta, I am late already.”

“Come in.” Shweta said.

There was something in Shweta’s expression that convinced the other.

“Alright.” She said.

Chapter 8 - Tanushree Meets Vikas

“Sir, please, meet my friend Tanushree Dutta.” Shweta said proudly “Tanu, this is my boss, Mr. Vikas Malhotra.”

“Well, who doesn’t know the Miss India Tanushree Dutta?t” Vikas got up and extended his hand.

Tanushree Dutta was a gorgeous woman and a beauty queen. She knew the art of dressing for the camera. She was wearing a thin cotton halter minidress in black colour that was skintight on her shapely body. It had a very deep cleavage and the sides were cut out in triangle shapes. The back was fully bare except for a pair of string straps. Normally the dress would bared about three inches of her ass but right now it was showing three inches of her black lace thong. She was wearing 6” high heels. Vikas looked her over head to toe and Tanushree let him know with her eyes that his inspection of her body was quite welcome.

It was obvious that Tanushree was surprised and pleased that she had come in when Shweta asked her to. She took Vikas’ hand and stepped closer “Likewise, Sir. I have heard a lot about you from Shweta and also my sister is applying in VisCom as a model.”

“You met her when you brought that new kid to the studio Sir, Vansh.” Shweta said “The girl in the bikini.”

“Oh yes, that pretty girl you were shooting when I came to the studio with Vansh,” Vikas easily slipped his arm around Tanushree’s waist as he looked at Shweta “Something like Isha, her name was, wasn’t it?”

“Ishita, Sir,” Tanushree not only didn’t mind his arm around her, she stepped another half-step closer so he could reach her bare back easily “Ishita Dutta. She is my younger sister. She is trying to get into modelling.”

“Yes, she is very pretty.” Vikas said “I am sure she will be a good model.”

“I believe she has an appointment with you this week, Sir.” Tanushree said “I think she will be on your casting couch tomorrow.”

Vikas smiled and brushed her hair from her cheek “Why just her? You are not interested? I am sure people tell you all the time what a hot piece you are. But then VisCom is a small agency for a Miss India.”

“You are kidding, right?” Tanushree leaned in and put her hand on his chest “I would love to be on your casting couch. My plan was to let Ishita get her place in your collection first, then I will let her sneak me in.”

“So, you are beautiful and crafty.” Vikas rubbed her smooth, bare back slowly up and down.

Tanushree leaned in and let her breasts press on his chest “Crafty is my middle name.”

“Oh, I thought it was naughty.” Vikas let his hand rest on her lower back, touching the waistband of her little thong.

“Actually, it’s Obedient,” Tanushree smiled “Tanushree Obedient Dutta.”

“Hmm, I think I like it.” Vikas slowly traced his fingertips along her spine.

“I am glad you do.” Tanushree smiled.

“Today you are late for your photoshoot,” Vikas said “but you have an open invitation to come to my office any time.”

“Will you show me the casting couch?” Tanushree leaned in close so her bare thigh rubbed on his thigh.

“That’s only for girls who want to be models, and join the VisCom collection.” Vikas said.

“I could apply.” Tanushree said “Properly.”

“That would be nice.” Vikas nodded “I would love to see a proper portfolio of you.”

Other than Abhimanyu everybody knew that they were talking about Tanushree bringing her nude photos to Vikas in her portfolio.

“I will do exactly that then.” Tanushree said, making no effort to move out of Vikas' grip “But I am not in that much of a hurry now. That shoot can wait.”

“No, no, I don’t want you to be labelled unprofessional, just because I was enjoying exploring you.” Vikas said but let his hand slide down to her ass at the same time.

“Sir, when you go to the office, maybe you could drop her on the way?” Shweta suggested “I am sure Tanu won’t mind waiting a little bit while you get ready.”

“Yes, it would be my pleasure.” Vikas said “I only need five minutes to get ready.”

That’s what was decided. While Vikas was dressing in the bedroom, Tanushree quickly went into the bathroom and came back without her panties. When Vikas came out and slipped his arm around Tanushree to escort her, he immediately felt the change as his hand rested on Tanushree’s lower back.

“Smart girl.” He smiled.

Tanushree gave him her sweet smile. Both Palak and Shweta kissed Vikas goodbye. Shweta took her time sucking his tongue with her body pressing on his boldly and shamelessly. Vikas squeezed her ass as he fucked her mouth with his tongue. Abhimanyu was watching from the door of the living room but he could do nothing except squirm in his place. To his extreme discomfort he was feeling that his dick was getting quite hard in his pants as he was watching his wife grind her pussy shamelessly on Vikas’ crotch. He didn’t understand it nor like it. He quickly moved back to his seat when he saw Shweta stepping back from Vikas' embrace.

Instead of sitting in her seat and wearing the seatbelt, Tanushree waited until the car door was closed then cuddled up with Vikas, almost in his lap. The driver pressed a button and closed the privacy screen.

“Where’s your photo studio, let me tell the driver?” Vikas said, his hand on her bare back, exploring her casually and boldly, knowing that she would be fully compliant.

“You know, I don’t have to go to the shoot,” Tanushree leaned in closer “I could just call and say I am sick or something. I mean, if you want to take me to your office, or anywhere else.”

She pressed her lips on his by way of persuasion and Vikas kissed her back with the same enthusiasm. He squeezed her soft, slender body in his strong arms as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Tanushree showed no hesitation in opening her lips for his tongue to slide into her mouth. She moaned and sealed her lips to his, welcoming his saliva to flow into her mouth. She drank his saliva and pressed her body on his at the same time, crushing her soft, warm tits on his chest through that thin dress.

Vikas’ hands were roaming all over her smooth, naked back and Tanushree was squirming in his arms, giving him a clear message that they might have met only a few minutes ago but she was fully available to him in any way he wanted. When his thumb touched her bare ass crack, Tanushree squirmed and moved up, straddling Vikas' lap without breaking the hot, lustful kiss.

When they did have to break the kiss for want of breath, Tanushree stayed on his lap and looked down in his eyes “Kahan loge? Office ya hotel?”

[Where do you want to nail me, office or hotel?]

Vikas rubbed her back and squeezed her buttocks “I also have some appointments this morning, darling.”

“Oh.” Tanushree’s face fell “I am sorry. I should have expected that. You are a busy man.”

“Busy man who likes hot slutty girls.” He reached up and untied her halter strap.

Tanushree’s face lit up “I am the biggest slut you will meet, Sir.”

Vikas pulled the top of her dress down and sucked her tits, teasing them with his tongue one by one. Tanushree squirmed and ground her pussy down on his hard cock.

“I do want to see your portfolio.” Vikas kneaded her hot, bare tits as he looked up at her “We need hot, slutty models in my agency.”

“Mmmmm, I will get a special one made, just for you.” Tanushree smiled.

“Good. I would like to have you....like you said, on my couch.”

“Portolio se pehle nahin chodoge?” Tanushree said “You can do me right now. I am very wet.”

[Won’t you fuck me before the portfolio?]

“Where’s your photo studio?”

Tanushree told him.

“Not enough time then.” Vikas shook his head. He pressed a button and spoke into a miic installed in the side of the car. He gave the driver the address and asked “Jimmy, how long will it take us to get there, you think?”

“About half an hour, Sir, a little less maybe.” The driver’s voice came through a speaker.

“Thanks.” Vikas left the button and looked at Tanushree “See, only about half an hour. Not enough time.”

“You will drill me for longer than that?” Tanushree looked at him with surprise.

“Darling, when I nail a beauty queen, I make sure to destroy her like a street whore.” He pulled her hair and sucked her neck.

Tanushree gasped “God, that sounds so hot! When...when should I come to you?”

Vikas fondled her soft, firm tits “Maybe you can get something done this weekend and come to me on Monday?”

“I will, I certainly will.” Tanushree promised.

“But make sure you don’t leave it longer than Monday.” Vikas said “As things are looking now, I am flying to US on Monday night, maybe for two weeks, maybe three.”

“Sir,” Tanushree grabbed his head and pressed his mouth on her breast “I am very, very eager to be spread open on your couch and destroyed like you just said. I won’t leave it any late. I will come when you call me.”

“Good girl.”

“Mmm, now let this good girl give you something to remember her by.” She slid down from his lap and got on her knees between his legs.

She opened his pants and took out his cock that was hard like a stick and rose up like a flagpole as soon as it was freed from his clothes. Tanushree moaned and licked her lips.

“I bet you can hurt a girl with this.” Tanushree started rubbing it slowly with her warm fingers up and down.

Vikas nodded “I can and I do.”

Tanushree ran her tongue slowly from the base of his dick to the tip “You like to make them scream as you destroy them with this beast?”

“Well, that’s what it is for.” Vikas stroked her head then reached down and kneaded her tits.

“Mmmmm, do they cry?” she licked the tip of his cock, licking his pre-cum while she looked up in his eyes.

“Very often.” Vikas nodded, pinching her nipples.

“Real tears?”

“Very real.” Vikas said “Flowing down their smooth cheeks.”

“Mmmm.” Tanushree took his cockhead in her mouth, sucked it a couple of times then took it out “And that will be me on Monday?”

“That could very well be you on Monday.” Vikas inched her nipples, squeezing her tits hard now.

“I would very much like it to be me on Monday.” She swallowed his cockhead and bobbed her head down. He could feel the wet heat of her mouth travelling down his shaft, making it throb.

“Mmmmm, I will crush you like a whore.” He was breathing heavily. The girl knew how to suck cock. As she was a beauty queen, he expected her to have great whore skills, and he was not disappointed.

“Like a street whore?” She looked up at him.

“Quite like a cheap street whore.” Vikas lifted his hand and slapped her breast, making it bounce.

“Ah!” Tanushree yelped as the hot, stinging pain travelled from her breast down her spine to her pussy.

“Like a dirty little whore.” Vikas slapped her right breast this time and as Tanushree had his dick in her mouth this time, her yelp made his cock flex in her mouth.

But it was to her credit that she didn’t let her teeth touch his cock. She massaged his thick shaft with her soft, plump lips, moving her head down to swallow more of his manmeat then pulling back before pushing down again. While she bobbed her head up and down, she used her tongue to rub his cock from below. Vikas' cock was throbbing in her mouth and she was looking in his eyes as she sucked it deep, making her sucking pressure gradually harder.

Vikas was enjoying the fact that he had just met her a few minutes ago and already his cock was deep in her mouth with a plan to fully crush her on Monday. His cock was rock hard and throbbing in her mouth. His cockhead was dripping pre-cum on her tongue which she was swallowing as she kept her lips sealed tight around his shaft. Vikas slapped her tits and kneaded them hard as she sucked his cock and his slaps made her whimper with pain but she didn’t let go of his cock.

She let him enjoy fucking her face as long as possible, taking him deep and letting him drive his cock so deep that his cockhead was hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. Then when the driver said “We will be there in five minutes, Sir.” Tanushree slowly speeded up her strokes, keeping her eyes in Vikas' eyes.

“Ungh!” Vikas grunted as his cock erupted in Tanushree’s mouth. She kept her lips pressed tightly around his pulsating beast and swallowed his load like it was food she had been hungry for.

He kept his fingers in her hair and fucked her gorgeous face, feeding her his hot, creamy cum. Tanushree looked in his eyes and showed him her submission like a good, obedient whore, swallowing his cock, drinking his cum, pressing her tits on his legs. Gradually, Vikas slowed his thrusts and stopped fucking her face. Tanushree licked his cock clean, eating every drop of his cum from his cock as well as his balls.

“Good whore.” Vikas stroked her head “Excellent cocksucking whore.”

Tanushree smiled “On Monday I and my portfolio will be on your desk. For your use.”

“For use and abuse, darling.” Vikas caressed her cheek.

“Use and abuse, Sir.” Tanushree nodded “Full use and abuse.”

“Good.” Vikas lifted the top of her dress and started tying her strap behind her neck.

Chapter 9 - Malvika Reports for Duty

“Good...good morning, Sir.”

Malvika was nervous as she entered Vikas' private office. Her outfit today was not as super slutty as her dress at his place yesterday but she had made sure that it was a skimpy outfit revealing maximum amount of her fair skin. She was wearing a golden halter top that had a deep scoop neck showing her milky white breasts in a generous, braless cleavage. The top had no back except a little strap hooking just below her shoulder blades and it ended just below her tits.

Her skirt was a dark colour, short, tight micromini that very insufficiently covered her mid-thighs. Her long, fair legs were bare and looked hot enough to make guys lick their lips. The skirt was quite low-rise and in the back it bared an inch of her ass crack. She was not wearing any panties as evidenced by her peeking ass crack and she could not take a long step without flashing her bare pussy. Long steps were not suitable for her 8” high stilettos with 4” platforms anyway. She had done her make-up perfectly like she was going in front of a camera and not joining office as a legal advisor. Her lips were painted red and she had been thinking about Vikas' cock sliding between them when she had applied that lipstick.

Vikas beckoned her to him. Malvika walked around his desk and as he got up from his chair, she melted in his arms. She had not forgotten that he was married and he was going to be her boss but she could not help it that she felt very close to him. The way he had claimed her yesterday at his place,, breaking her young, gorgeous body ruthlessly and marking her as his property, it had taken Malvika’s breath away. She had thought about him in bed last night and was not surprised when thinking about him made her pussy wet and tingly.

Now her pussy was tingling even more and as he squeezed her in his arms, Malvika closed her arms tightly around him, pressing her chest against his until her soft, firm tits were flattened against his body. He rubbed her smooth, bare back and Malvika loved the touch of his calloused fingers on her young, supple skin. The contrast was highly arousing and Malvika wanted his hands all over her body, on every inch of her skin.

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