Game Face 5: Beauty and Surrender
Korben Hunter
Game Face 5
Beauty and surrender
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications, 2024
Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Vikram is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the league 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, practice, organisation or event shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
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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, and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
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There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.
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Introduction
Because I have so many series in circulation, I can’t always get to each one very frequently and then I am shocked that it has been so long since I wrote the last book in this series. For Game Face that was more than a year ago. That’s not good for a series this hot.
All my series are special to me as they are my stories, I mean who doesn’t like their own ideas, but this one is special in a different way. The concept of this was suggested by a couple of fans and at first I didn’t warm up to the idea. After thinking about if for a while, I decided to chalk out a basic outline. Then as I explored the idea more I started to get excited about it. Now, it’s one of my hot series with already four books out, fifth is in your hands, and still there is so much to write in this series. The canvas for this story is big and I am trying to change my approach a little so that I can write a more varied story than just Vikram’s day to day office and home life. It will be a life full of hot sex but still, there is potential for much more in this background.
Not just in this series, but I am generally trying to get away from the format where I am telling about every hour of every day of my hero’s life, but it is much needed in this series. I tried to do it in this book but did not succeed because of a story hook that you will see in the story, so these were special circumstances. In later books, I will try that a bit more and hopefully that will make this exciting story even more exciting.
But day to day or week to week, this was a fun book to write and I enjoyed it so much that I wondered why I don’t write this series more often. But that happens a lot.
Thank you for accepting this series which was different from my other stories based in show business. You have given it so much love that it makes it fun for me to write more in this series.
I hope you enjoy this book as much as you enjoyed the last one.
Love,
Korben Hunter
Series Info
The premise of this series is a fictional cricket league called Indian Premium League. There are many teams in this league and they are owned by, mostly, beautiful girls who are actresses, supermodels and beauty queens. Some of these girls are married and have families.
IPL has a chairman who is the most powerful person in the league. He has authority over players, teams, venues, broadcasting rights and a thousand other things that affect the teams and the team owners.
Every team owner wants to have the glory of winning as well as the profit from the games. For that reason, they are always willing to get any advantage they can get, by any means necessary. There is no better person than the chairman to give them an edge and they all try to win his favour any way they can. Since they are beautiful girls most of whom have experience in show business, their usual strategy is to use their beauty, and their bodies, to entice and enrapture the chairman.
In addition to the beauties who own the teams each team has team ambassadors who are also stunningly beautiful girls. They are also well within the purview of the chairman. The team owners don’t mind using their beautiful ambassadors to curry favour with the chairman either. The team ambassadors themselves also don’t mind spreading their legs for the chairman as their lucrative jobs depend on the chairman being happy with their team management.
There are various businesses, corporations and NGOs each of whom can benefit in different ways from the league. Sometimes they need broadcasting rights for the games, sometimes they want sponsorship rights which will help their business. They all need the support and approval of the chairman.
In the beginning of this series we saw Vikram Indrajeet Parashar being appointed the new chairman of IPL. He is a mature, good-looking, dominant man who doesn’t mind using his power to get what he wants – beautiful girls. In the first book he took office and also started meeting the team owners and team ambassadors in the welcome party thrown for him.
The second book was about him meeting more team owners and ambassadors. It showed how powerful people craved a chance to impress the chairman and how far they would go for that. It was the story of his weekend during which he met some very rich and powerful people. He dominated and claimed beautiful woman both young and mature. He played a game of golf with a powerful businessman who owns an airline and later he went for a cruise with a gorgeous team owner and her husband.
In the third book you saw him getting back to work on Monday morning. He worked with Rashmika Mandanna who is a breathtaking beauty and a team owner but she has become his possession by choice. He was visited by some gorgeous beauties who knew that the best way to get favour with him is to surrender to his power. He took full advantage of every opportunity.
In the fourth book, you saw the chairman taking charge of some of the beauties and got to see what some of the other characters were doing whose lives will be impacted by the wishes of the chairman. One important conquest in this book was Manushi Chhillar, Miss World and team ambassador for the Bombay team.
The fifth book continues that story, taking us through the chairman’s day where he meets and claims several goreous beauties many of them beauty queens. .
I hope you will enjoy watching the action-packed life of Vikram Parashar through the story.
Chapter 1 – Parineeti Goes to a Meeting
Parineeti was happy and excited. She had never walked into a meeting or job interview from such a position of power as she was doing today walking alongside Vikram. When she usually went to auditions, she knew she would be fucked by the boss. Today, she knew that the prospective boss could not even touch her without the permission of her owner. It was a really exciting feeling that was keeping her hot and wet. She was prepared to do anything for Vikram.
She dressed for him today in a white nylon halter micromini dress that was deep neck, backless and paper thin. It gave him a lot of access to grope her tits or ass any time he wanted. Parineeti did not wear a bra or panties with it.
Vikram kept her close and Parineeti walked with him like she wanted to cuddle up with him like a pet bitch. He rubbed her back, keeping her in a side embrace, his hand moving down to her ass. He grabbed her ass cheek and kept his hand there, rubbing her exposed ass crack with his thumb. Parineeti felt both hot and immensely proud. As they walked onto the terrace, Parineeti saw Andrew, Ileana and Shraddha all standing there waiting for him like the guest of honour that he was. She smiled. She hoped they would notice how he was groping her openly as they walked.
“Good morning, Sir.” Ileana said with a sweet smile “Thank you so much for coming.”
Vikram checked her out and let her see that he was inspecting her. Ileana was a beautiful girl and being an actress she knew how to dress to impress a man. Today she had dressed for this semi-private meeting but dressed like she was going to a private meeting with the chairman. Her dress was a sleeveless white minidress in a crotchet design. It had a deep neck showing her young, heavy breasts in a daringly bold cleavage and there was a zip just below the neck cut which could be opened to open the dress even more. The dress was short enough to show most of her mid-thighs.
The back was quite low cut as well and showed most of her smooth back. The parts that were not visible in that dress were visible through the dress as the crotchet fabric was quite see-through and Ileana deliberately wasn’t wearing any bra. When she stood still and the light was on her, quite a lot of her smooth, fair skin was visible through the see-through dress. When she walked or the light was behind her, Ileana was as good as naked, her tits, her butt and even her little thong became visible to anyone looking then. She knew it and she didn’t mind. She was dressed only for one man, and she wanted him to look.
Her shoes were a nice six inch stilettos in red with a three inch clear platforms, the typical slut heels favoured by strippers. Even at this time of the day her make-up was done professionally and her dark red lipstick was matching her fuck-me shoes. Her hair was tied behind her head so as to keep her bare back exposed.
Vikram looked her up and down, visually enjoying her beauty and her sluttiness which he knew was for him. Then he extended his hand. Ileana moved forward towards him like someone had pushed her. Vikram wrapped his arm around her slender waist and placed his hand on her lower back, caressing gently “Good morning, darling. It is my pleasure. Thank you for inviting me.”
Although she was meeting him for the first time, Ileana decided to be bold. She stepped even closer and put her arms around him, giving him a tight hug. He rubbed her soft back as he hugged her. Ileana was encouraged. She turned her face up and pulled his face down over her mouth with her hands. He kissed her slowly like one tastes a delicious dish. She parted her soft, red lips and he sucked her bottom lip in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. Ileana moaned and pressed tighter against his lips, keeping her lips open. His tongue invaded her mouth, Ileana massaged it from below with her tongue, giving him full access to her mouth.
When he squeezed her in his strong arms, Ileana pressed in without hesitation and moulded her soft, slender curves to his manly form. His hands were rubbing her smooth back up and down, feeling her slender body so sexy and hot in that thin, sheer outfit. Ileana was forgetting where she was as she was sucking his tongue and drinking his saliva, her body responding to his touch, her pussy tingling so hard that she could feel it get hot between her legs. She ground her pussy mound on his crotch and moaned when she felt his hard cock between her legs. He lowered his left hand and squeezed her ass. Ileana stepped out on her high heel to give him more access to him. He could feel her soft, warm flesh as his fingers curled around the short hem of her dress.
Ileana was sorry when she had to break the kiss but she was completely out of breath. But she only parted her lips from his, she didn’t step back. Looking up at him, she continued to grind her hot, firm tits on his chest, keeping her legs open and her face close to his.
“What a beautiful fuckmeat you are, Ileana.” He smiled as he boldly kneaded her tight ass cheeks “I am sorry I haven’t acquired you already.”
“Thank you so much, Sir.” Ileana smiled “Better late than never I would say. This fuckmeat is in your service.”
“She is a big fan of yours, Sir.” Andrew said from behind Ileana “I can’t tell you how happy she was when you called. She was dancing all over the place like crazy.”
Vikram moved Ileana to his left arm, keeping his hand on her ass as he greeted her husband.
“I am Andrew, Sir.” He stepped forward and shook Vikram’s hand “It’s a great honour to meet you. Thank you so much for making time for us.”
“My pleasure.” Vikram said.
“Sir, this is our brand ambassador Shraddha Kapoor.” Ileana introduced.
“Another beautiful piece.” Vikram smiled “And I hope you know Parineeti Chopra? Pari, do you know Ileana, pet.”
“We have met before several times, Sir.” Parineeti smiled her charming, friendly “Hi Ileana ma’am.”
“Oh, please.” Ileana said “You have always called me Ileana, don’t change that now.”
Parineeti chuckled “Ok, Ileana.”
As Parineeti was hugging Ileana and Andrew, Shraddha was seething that she was missing her chance to greet Vikram. But she was determined. She stepped around them all and walked up to Vikram. She took his hands and opened them to walk boldly into his arms
“Good morning, Sir.” She smiled and moved in for a tight hug.
Vikram smiled and closed his arms around her slim, young body squeezing her in his arms “Good morning, gorgeous.”
He liked what he saw. Shraddha’s dress was a tight thin glittery tank dress that was so short that it was just barely touchingherh mid-thighs. Her young, firm tits were being pushed up into a deep, wide cleavage and the back was completely naked, even down to three inches of her ass crack. She was wearing eight high heels with three inch platforms that had criss-cross straps wrapped around her fair, shapely legs.
Shraddha was much younger than Ileana but no less slutty. She had had her share of affairs, sex and casting couches. She had come here with the intention of becoming Vikram’s whore and she was not shy about showing that intention as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her hot, young body to his masculine frame so tight that even air could not pass between them. Her kiss was hot, aggressive but also submissive at the same time. She parted her lips and touched behind his upper lip with her tongue. When his tongue touched hers, she danced with his tongue and engaged it in a hot battle.
Moving her hips like a dancer, Shraddha ground her hot pussy on his crotch, massaging his cock boldly and suggestively leaving no doubt that she was available and eager to be penetrated by that hard cock. She surrendered to his tongue after a spirited battle and let his tongue invade her mouth like a conquering army. He fucked her hot, sweet mouth in and out with his tongue and Shraddha showed him that he was fully welcome to explore her in any way he wanted.
He was rubbing her bare back with both hands, feeling the smoothness of her young, supple skin as his calloused fingers moved down, grazing lightly over her skin. She moaned in his mouth as he grabbed her ass with both hands and kneaded her ass cheeks firmly while keeping her pressed into him. Shraddha opened her whore heels wider so she could press her pussy harder on his cock and show him how hot she was to be close to him.
Even when she broke the breathless kiss, Shraddha didn’t move her lips more than half an inch from his. Vikram kept her in his embrace easily kneading her ass cheeks.
She smiled “This fuckmeat is ready to be consumed, Sir.” She kissed his cheek.
Vikram smiled and squeezed her ass “Good girl.”
There was a lot of fuss as to where Vikram should sit for maximum comfort even though there were only two sofas. One sofa was facing the glass wall topped with a railing. This looked over the green. The other one was at right angles with the glass wall on its left. This created a cosy corner with the back of the first sofa toward the café doors providing more privacy. There was plenty of space on the side of the first sofa for the serving staff to come and go but there was a wooden partition decorated with plants and creepers after that, separating this space from the next. Behind the second sofa there was a similar partition separating this space from the previous one. They were big spaces where people could hang out for hours if they wanted to.
Andrew wanted him to sit on the first sofa so he could look at the golfers playing on the green through the glass wall. Ileana wanted him to sit in the corner of the sofas so he could stretch his legs in front. Parineeti simply took him by the hand and led him to the sofa but to the middle of it. He sat down. Parineeti sat down next to him and bent forward. He rested his forearm on her bare back. Ileana, Andrew and Shraddha were taken aback.
Ileana was the first to recover. She quickly came to him and sat next to him with her body pointing towards him “Sir, what would you like for breakfast?”
Vikram reached up and rubbed her neck. She leaned in closer. He caressed her smooth, warm cheek with his thumb “I have never been here before, darling. I don’t know what’s on the menu here.”
“Everything is available, Sir.” Ileana looked into his eyes to make her meaning clear “Just put your finger on anything you want, it will be served to you.”
He placed his finger on her forehead and slowly traced it down her nose to her lips “Are you sure?”
Ileana giggled “Especially this, Sir. I am very sure.”
Vikram nodded and patted Parineeti on the shoulder “Pari, why don’t you go with Ileana and see what’s available? You know how I like things.”
“My pleasure, Sir.” Parineeti got up and went with Ileana into the café. Shraddha saw her chance and moved to Vikram’s side.
“Are you comfortable, Sir?” She said, sitting close him “Can I massage your legs? Anything you need?”
He put his hand on her shoulder and caressed slowly down her back “I am fine, darling. How are things with you? Films and everything?”
Shraddha cuddled up closer, giving him full access to her bare back, hoping he would find her exposed ass crack interesting.
“Not really, Sir.” She said placing her hand on his thigh and rubbing slowly “Not getting many movies these days. So, just enjoying working in IPL, it’s different and fun.”
“I am sure you will get movies soon as well.” Vikram smiled “There are always ways of making things happen.”
“Aw, you are so sweet, Sir.” She smiled and kissed his cheek.
Chapter 2 – Creating Vikram’s Menu
“Thank you so much for your advice about dressing last night, Pari,” Ileana said as they walked side by side.
“No problem, but don’t thank me if you didn’t take my advice.” Parineeti said.
“What? No, I did follow it.” Ileana said “Just look at me, my boobs are spilling out. You said he likes full access.”
“Ok.” Parineeti said dismissively.
Ileana put her hand on her elbow and stopped “No, not ok, Pari. This is crucial for me. Please tell me if I have done anything wrong.”
“What do you think he is here for, Ileana?” Parineeti said “To see you and admire you as a super hot heroine ki wah, kya maal hai?”
[What a piece!]
“Nahin, Pari, I know ki wo meri lenge.” Ileana said “Maine itni short dress pehni taaki wo jab chahe mujhe chod sakte hain.”
[I know he will nail me. I have worn this short dress so that he can fuck me whenever he wants.]
“So, you know that you are fuckmeat for him?” Parineeti looked at her.
“Absolutely.” Ileana nodded “Main to chudne ke full ready ho kar hi aayi hoon.”
[I have come ready to be fucked.]
“Then why are you wearing panties?”
“Oh!” Ileana covered her mouth with her hand.
“There should be nothing between his dick and your holes.” Parineeti insisted “I am surprised he is still here and not turned around and got back in his car.”
“God! He doesn’t like panties?”
“He hates panties.”
“But Pari, this is so see-through...even my pussy will show if I didn’t have the panties on.”
“What’s the problem with that?” Parineeti said “Isn’t that pussy for him to fuck whenever he wants?”
“Yes.” Ileana nodded “He can jam his dick in me any time he wants.”
“Then why is it covered?” Parineeti demanded “You are offering him this pussy but you are also covering it up, what’s that? He is going to get really pissed off with this attitude. This is not fuckmeat attitude Ileana. You are dressed like an actress and behaving like an actress.”
“Oh, god!”
“I am sorry I am talking to you like that. You would probably not want to employ me now but you asked so I am telling you.”
“Are you crazy?” Ileana said “I need you like a big sister. Haven’t I seen how you are his little bitch? Of course I want you. I want you and I need you. Please, come with me to the toilet and help me fix it.”
“Ok.” Parineeti nodded and followed her to the café’s toilets.
Behind the counter, Aarti had overheard everything. She reached under the super short silk dress and removed her panties.
“Tell me what I need to do.” Ileana faced Parineeti in front of the bathroom mirrors.
“Should we start from the top and go down?” Parineeti said.
“Any way you want, dear.”
“Ok, hair, loose.” Parineeti pointed “Yours is not bad but he likes is loose, remove that tie, then bring it over your shoulder again like it is now. That’s for him to grab when he want and he does pull our hair like a bitch so be prepared.”
Ileana untied her hair and brought it over her right shoulder again. It reached down to her right breast but didn’t cover it.
“Next?” Ileana said.
“Kachchhee utaaro.” Parineeti said.
[Lose the panties.]
Taking support on the basin, Ileana pulled her little thong down. She needed Parineeti’s help in getting them off her high heels.
“No panties from now on.” Parineeti said “No matter how slutty your dress is. And those shoes should be at least eight inches high but nothing we can do about it now.”
“I will remember next time.” Ileana promised.
“Yes, if you get a next time.” Parineeti warned “Everything depends on your behaviour today. Sir doesn’t just like to fuck a girl, he likes to have a girl in his possession. He has already acquired me and he will nail Shraddha also for sure, but you are the team owner. You need to be literally in his possession.”
“Of course, I understand.” Ileana nodded “I need him badly. Please tell me how I should behave. Any tip you can give me will be great.”
“No tips, just behave like you know you are his fuckmeat.” Parineeti said “You are his to look, touch, grab or fuck at any time. Nobody else matters, not even your husband.”
“Got it.” Ileana said “I will be a good fuckmeat.”
“Perfect. Now let’s go see about his food.” Parineeti smiled and turned to go out.
“Umm, what should I do with these panties?”
“Throw them in the bin,” Parineeti said over her shoulder “you are going to be Sir’s whore, you will never need them again.”
Chapter 3 – Ileana is Ready and Willing
When Ileana and Parineeti came back, Shraddha was sitting next to Vikram, he was caressing her smooth, bare back, his fingers grazing lightly over her exposed ass crack. Andrew had arranged a chair from somewhere and he was sitting in front of Vikram across the coffee table rather than on the other sofa. Andrew looked at Ileana and his jaw dropped at the bold, daring transformation in her look.
Parineeti looked at Shraddha and when she looked back, Parineeti signalled her with her eyes to move. Shraddha quietly moved and made space for Parineeti. Parineeti sat down next to Vikram and put her hand on his thigh “Sir, they have everything except soya milk. I told them you need soya milk in your tea. They are arranging some.”
“Alright, darling.” Vikram said and kissed her lips softly “Thank you.”
“My pleasure, Sir.” Parineeti said “In the meantime, they have fresh orange juice. I told them I will ask you and confirm.”
She signalled Ileana. Ileana stepped forward and came to Vikram. She bent over in front of him. Her dress opened wider, her big, heavy breasts hung down almost in Vikram’s face.
“I am so sorry, I did not foresee this, Sir.” Ileana said “Please, forgive me.”
Easily reaching inside her open dress, Vikram took her left breast in his hand and kneaded it slowly as he smiled “Not a problem, darling. This is our first meeting. Things will get better with time.”
Placing her hand on his shoulder, Ileana bent lower so he could easily grab both her tits if he wanted “I hope there will be a second meeting, too, Sir.”
“I am hoping so,” Vikram nodded and continued to knead her hot breast firmly “you are a gorgeous piece, we will see if we can bring you under my control.”
“We can, Sir.” Ileana nodded “We totally can.”
“You look even hotter now, by the way.” Vikram said “So much more fuckable.”
“I am glad you like, Sir, mmmm,” Ileana moaned as he crushed her hot breast in his strong fingers “your approval means the world to me.”
He nodded “I do like good, obedient girls.”
“What can your little bitch get you for now, Sir?” Ileana decided to be bold.
“That orange juice sounds good.” Vikram said.
“Yes, Sir. I will –“ Ileana said but before she could pull back Parineeti stopped her by placing her hand on Ileana’s shoulder.
“Ileana, you stay with Sir and talk about important stuff, I will go tell them.” Parineeti said. She pushed Ileana gently and guided her until she was sitting on Vikram’s lap, sideways, with his hand still inside her dress.
“Thank you, Pari.” Ileana said.
As Ileana looked at Vikram, he leaned in and pressed his lips on hers. She kissed him back with complete submission, opening her lips for his tongue. He continued to squeeze and knead her hot breasts, now playing with both hot, fleshy mounds in her deep-neck dress as he fucked her mouth with his tongue going deep in and out. Ileana moaned in his mouth and ground her ass on his hard rod, drinking his saliva and sucking his tongue, pressing her tits into his hands the whole time.
Chapter 4 – Vikram Makes a Suggestion
They broke the breathless kiss and Ileana breathed “You are an amazing kisser, Sir.”
He smiled “Thank you, darling. You are such a delicious piece.”
She stayed close to him. He kept his hand inside her dress and slowly kneaded both her hot, firm tits, sometimes crushing one hard to make her squirm on his cock and rest of the time, just enjoying her fleshy mounds in his hand with a slow kneading while they talked.
“What did you think of my suggestion to employ Pari as your second team ambassador?” He said including both Andrew and Ileana in his glance.
Andrew said “What’s to think, Sir? She is a beautiful piece, she is a well-known actress and she comes with your recommendation. We would be happy to have her.”
“Good to hear that.” Vikram pinched Ileana’s nipple and continued fondling her breasts “But she also comes with a restriction. Normally team owners nail the hot ambassadors they employ,” he looked at Shraddha “and I am all in favour of it, but Pari’s case is special, she is my personal possession. Even if you employ her, you would not be able to nail her. I don’t usually do this but sorry, in this case, there is this restriction. You won’t be able to fuck her even in the job interview.”
“I understand, Sir.” Andrew said.
“Look, I know this is unusual, and I will totally understand if this makes you change your mind about having her as your ambassador.” Vikram said “If that’s the case then just tell me frankly. I can easily place her in some other team. You won’t need to worry.”
“Aww, you are so sweet, Sir.” Ileana caressed his cheek and kissed him on the lips softly, then she stayed close and looked in his eyes “Your word is law for us. Pari is going to be our ambassador, there won’t be any job interview, and Andrew won’t nail her. You can always nail her by calling her to your office, or you are welcome to fuck her in our office any time you want. How could you even think we would interview her after you kindly brought her to us?”
Vikram kissed her, sucking her lips and pushing his tongue into her mouth. She cooperated fully and boldly. He kneaded her tits, crushing them harder to make her moan in his mouth while he pinched her nipples. His tongue fucked her mouth and Ileana showed her full surrender by drinking his saliva hungrily, keeping her lips sealed to his.
“You are such a sweet whore, Ana,” He said “But you should not impose such limits on your husband. Let him decide for himself.”
“There is no dissension between Ileana and myself, Sir. I completely agree with her.” Andrew said “I have not even fucked Shraddha. She is reserved for you. Just as Ileana said about Pari, you can nail Shraddha here, fuck her in our office, in your office or take her home if you want to use her for several days. Am I right, Shraddha?”
“Absolutely, Sir.” Shraddha moved closer and rubbed Vikram’s arm “Sir, I know my place as fuckmeat. I am available when you want to use me. Any time, anywhere.”
“Good girl.” Vikram turned his head and kissed her on the lips then turned to Ileana again “Ok, shall we consider the Pari topic settled then? I didn’t want to leave it without a clear understanding.”
Rubbing her ass on his cock, Ileana said “You command and we will obey, Sir. That’s the understanding we have. Do you have a different one?”
Vikram grinned “Good whore. I wanted to talk about the -”
“I am so sorry, Sir.” Aarti said interrupting him “Please, accept my apologies for the soya milk. I wasn’t aware of your preferences. I know I should have called your secretary to ask. I am so sorry.”
She stood behind the first sofa and bent over low to show her humility while a waitress placed a tray with a glass of orange juice in it in front of Vikram.
“Aarti? Aarti Chhabria?” Vikram looked at her “What are you doing here, girl?”
The smile that came to Aarti’s lips was priceless “You know me, Sir?”
She stayed low, hoping he could see her bare back all the way down to her exposed ass crack.
“Haha, are you not a hot piece of ass?” He laughed “Are you not a damn hot actress? Why would I not know you?”
“Aw, you make me feel so proud, Sir.” Aarti said.
“Come here, girl.” He said. Aarti slowly walked around the sofa hoping he would notice her look and dress up fully.
Aarti always dressed in clothes that showed off her sexy body which was proud of but today she had gone the extra mile to look hot and fuckable for the chairman. It was a pink halter mini dress that had a really deep cleavage, showing her sideboobs as well as most of her midriff, almost baring down to her navel. There was no back except for a string strap tying just below her shoulder blades, even her ass crack was partially exposed. The beauty of this design was that her big, heavy boobs were visible in a mouth-watering cleavage but were also available to be groped because of the scooping neck.
She was wearing 7” high stilettos with 3” platforms in black. They were pushing her ass up and making that ass crack look ridiculously hot and inviting. She had made her hair in a loose, fancy bun, which was intensifying the bare back effect of that dress. Her make-up was perfect like she was ready for camera and her pink lipstick was matching her slutty dress. She was looking the hottest she had ever looked and she was feeling like a hot slut in that dress-up. She had already removed her pink thong after hearing Parineeti’s advice to Ileana and now she was hoping that her pussy was peeking out.
“Open your hair,” Vikram said even as she rounded the sofa “I like it loose.”
“Ji, Sir.” She nodded.
Aarti stopped and quickly pulled the long, plastic pin out of her hair. It opened the bun and she shook her dark hair, bringing it over her back, hoping it didn’t cover too much of her naked back. She dropped the hairpin on the coffee table as she walked closer to Vikram.
She was wondering how to greet him. She was ready for anything but he was sitting down with Ileana on his lap which didn’t give her much choice. She still wanted him to see her bare back so he could see how sexy and available she was.
“One minute, darling.” Vikram kissed Ileana’s cheek and gently moved her off his lap on to the sofa.
As he reached up with his right hand, Aarti quickly bent over and lowered her head so he could grab her any way he wanted. He rounded her neck, caressing it with his fingers before pushing his fingers into her hair. He took a gentle but firm grip of her neck with his fingers deep in her silky hair. He pulled her to him and kissed her slowly on her hot, pink lips. Aarti bent lower and pressed her lips on his to kiss him back eagerly while showing her submission by parting her lips. She put her hand on his shoulder to take support.
His hand moved down her bare back, making Aarti happy that he had noticed. She opened her lips more as his tongue licked her lower lip. She kept her face near him but moved slightly to the side so his hand would have access all the way down. She loved it when he caressed her smooth, bare back slowly downward, his fingers boldly moving on her soft, supple skin. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, exploring her hot mouth. Aarti massaged his tongue, crushing her soft lips on his hot, demanding lips. She moaned in his mouth when his fingers reached down to her bare ass crack and teased it boldly rubbing it slowly up and down, even parting her ass cheeks with gentle pressure.
The rising heat in her body made Aarti’s knees weak. She quickly put her left knee down on the sofa and found that she could give him even more access to her body as it brought her closer to him. He was still teasing her ass crack while he fucked her mouth with his tongue. Aarti was worried that her pussy would start leaking down her thigh any moment now but then she realised there was nothing to worry about. If he found out that she was wet, that would make him think about banging her. He was kneading her ass cheek, his fingers easily wrapping around the super short hem of her slutty dress and digging into her bare ass cheek. She was moaning almost non-stop as she sucked his tongue hungrily into her mouth.
She was panting like she had run a mile when they finally broke the intimately passionate kiss. She was meeting him for the first time in her life but the way he had just kissed us with the authority of a man who knows he has the power to own everything he sees, it made Aarti hungry to have his cock in her. When he took her hand and led her down, Aarti easily followed his pull and lowered her knees to the carpet between his feet. She raised herself on her knees and looked up at him, with her hands on his thighs. She was extremely excited and happy like anything could happen in this moment.
He brushed her hair from her face and caressed her cheeks with both hands “Nice dress, darling. You look beautifully fuckable.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Aarti smiled “I can’t tell you how much your approval means to me.”
Keeping her face in his hands he caressed her soft, smooth cheeks “What were you saying, why would I know you?” He chuckled, holding her face just a couple of inches below his “That was funny.”
“Sir, it’s like....well, I wasn’t exactly Madhuri Dixit.” She smiled, happy that he was treating her like an actress and more importantly as a whore, almost like his own whore.
“Girl, every Indian knows his Bollywood whores, and you are one of them.” He rubbed her neck, his fingers moving lightly but boldly on her scantily-clad body.
“I was, Sir. Not an actress any more.” She could not keep from smiling, being close to him between his legs, in his hands. She was feeling immensely proud that he was treating her like his own bitch in front of others.
“Stupid girl.” He slapped her cheek lightly and she smiled wider “Just because you are not doing films right now doesn’t mean you are not an actress, you will always be an actress.”
“Aww, you are so sweet, Sir.” She leaned even closer into him.
He kissed her lips softly, letting his hand move down her smooth back “And you are a delicious piece of ass, Aarti.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Aarti smiled. She was rubbing his thighs slowly, feeling his masculine body so solid and strong that it was making her pussy pulse.
“What is this café manager business,” his left hand was cupping her cheek but his right hand was slowly caressing her bare shoulder, exploring her boldly but slowly like there was plenty of time to break her gradually “when did you buy a café?”
“I didn’t buy it, Sir,” she giggled “I just work here.”
“Hmmmm,” he slipped his hand inside her dress and cupped her hot, bare breast “a hot actress like you, and such a gorgeous whore, isn’t it a bit of a waste as a café manager?”
“Mmmmm,” Aarti pushed her breast more into his hand “it’s not like the producers are breaking down my door with contracts in hand, Sir.”
“So, you are enjoying playing café manager?” He squeezed her breast and slowly kneaded it in his strong fingers.
Aarti had thought about going back to acting, but she was older than before and while she was still willing to be nailed on the casting couches, there were newer, younger girls who were as slutty as she was.
“It keeps me busy, Sir.” She said “I tried in Bollywood after my divorce but there was no interest.”
“They are only interested in girls with open legs, darling.” He caressed her cheek with his left hand still cupping her face, keeping her close “Or did you forget that?”
“Sir, main to dene ke liye ready thi, but koi lene ke liye interested nahin that.”
[Sir, I was ready to be fucked, but there was nobody interested to fuck me.]
“Aw, what a waste of a gorgeous whore.” He kneaded her hot breast in his right hand, it was getting harder with his kneading and her nipples was pressing into his palm “I used to love watching you and your party stories were so much fun. Whose party was it where you danced fully naked in just a pair of whore heels? Akshay?”
“No, Sir,” Aarti giggled “Aftab Shivdasani.”
“He wanted to nail you that night from what I have hard. Did he get to fuck you after the dance?”
Aarti giggled “No, Sir. I was never interested in Aftab’s tiny dick even when we were shooting in outdoor for APD, but his driver dropped me home. He got to bang me. Poor guy lost his job when he went back next morning and Aftab found out he had been nailing me all night.”
“I am sure he felt that the hot fuckmeat he got to pound was worth that job.” Vikram chuckled.
“Not sure, I didn’t talk to him afterwards.” Aarti also laughed.
“So, you are not doing any movies at all now?” He slipped his left hand also in her dress and fondled both her soft, warm tits. The plastic straps were placed quite wide on her dress and didn’t block his access.
Aarti was loving his attention and her smile only changed when he squeezed her hot tits hard and she moaned.
“No, Sir, not in show business at all.” She said “You have to be well-connected to get even small roles.”
“Well, you know Ileana,” Vikram said “she is quite well-connected and great actress. Pari is really good with this stuff as well. And now you know me.”
“It’s my pleasure to know you, Sir.” Aarti pressed her hot, full tits into his hands, offering him to crush them more.
“Tell me about this soya milk fiasco,” he grinned and slapped her cheek lightly “you didn’t know I only drink soya milk?”
“I never had the pleasure of waking up in your bed and sharing breakfast with you, Sir.” Aarti said, tongue in cheek.
He slapped her cheek lightly again “Such a suggestive little cunt you are.” He kissed her lips.
Aarti grinned “Are you liking the suggestion, Sir?”
Closing his fingers around her hot, fleshy tits they crushed them hard. She moaned as the pain flooded her body and made her pussy burn with desire. He leaned in and kissed her lips softly “It’s a nice suggestion. Make it again some time when I am not busy in a meeting.”
“Any time, Sir. I am genuinely sorry about the soya milk, Sir.” Aarti said seriously “I know I should have called your office to find your preferences when I knew you were coming.”
“You could not.” He said, both his hands inside her dress again, kneading her tits harder “I called Ileana quite late for this meeting last night, but anyway, do you call everybody’s secretaries?”
She shook her head “You are not everybody, Sir. You matter to us.”
“Us?” He slapped her cheek again softly “Try again.”
Aarti giggled “Me. You matter to me.”
“You have a real nice way of making a man desirable.” He made a face.
“Sorry, Sir,” Aarti smiled “you do matter. You don’t know how much it can help the café if people just find out that you were here today.”
He pinched her nipples “So let them know.”
Aarti moaned “Mmmm, thank you, Sir. I hope you will come again soon, Sir.”
“Probably. If I am invited.”
“I will invite you, Sir.” Aarti smiled.
“You and I will have a private chat later about that invitation,” he squeezed her tits and looked down into her eyes “right now I am going to talk to Ileana and you are going to get my breakfast prepared. Yes?”
She nodded “Yes, Sir. Can I say how happy it makes me to have you here?”
He smiled “You can.”
Vikram kissed her lips and pulled his hands out of her dress. Aarti got up and after a sweet smile to him, she went back into the café.
Chapter 5 – Parineeti Helps Ileana
“Ileana –“ Vikram started but Parineeti got up and came in front of him first.
She opened his pants and pulled out his cock which was hard and erect like a cannon on a tank after that chat with Aarti. Parineeti rubbed it with her warm hands getting it to stand fully erect, then she signalled Ileana.
Ileana stepped closer. Parineeti guided her to straddle Vikram’s lap placing one knee on either side of him on the sofa. She put her hands on his shoulders for support. Vikram put his hands on her back to hold her in place. Parineeti reached down and took Vikram’s cock on her hand again. She placed his cockhead on Ileana’s pussy hole and pulled her pussy lips open so his bulbous cockhead was pressing on her pussy entrance. Ileana was extremely wet and her pussy started smearing his cockhead with her cunt juices right away.
Parineeti stood behind Ileana and said softly in her ear “Ileana, it’s going to hurt. No matter how you do it, tumhari choot phaadega ye. Press down sharply and take him in. He needs to see that you are a willing whore. That your pain is not important to you but his pleasure is.”
[It will rip your pussy.]
With a nod to acknowledge her advice, Ileana looked into Vikram’s eyes and pushed down hard with a decisive motion of her hips.
“Ah, mumma!” She cried out as his thick, bulbous cockhead stretched her tight pussy and popped into her cunt with a such a huge rush of pain that her whole body trembled.
“Good girl.” Vikram slipped his right hand inside her dress and kneaded her left breast, slowly but hard, feeling her heartbeat through her heavy, pliable mound. He leaned in and kissed her lips softly. Ileana whimpered as his movement made his cock grind in her cunt and that generated fresh, hot pain in her pussy.
“Ileana, aur andar lo.” Parineeti said.
[Ileana, take it deeper.]
“Dard hota hai, Pari.” Ileana whimpered.
[It hurts. ]
“Abhi aur hoga,” Parineeti said heartlessly “but tum unki kutiya ho. Kutiya ki tarah achchhe se behave karo.”
[It will hurt more, but you are his bitch now. Behave like a good little bitch.]
Ileana remembered what Parineeti had told her in the café. She nodded and pushed down with her hips. The way his thick, massive shaft stretched her tight cunt even more took Ileana’s breath away. She moaned and stopped with only a few inches of his huge cock in her cunt, feeling it throb in her body. Vikram took her hips and moved her up and down, fucking her wet, hot cunt without going any deeper. Ileana loved it, it was sexy and erotic, even the pain was part of the pleasure. She took his hands off her hips and pushed them inside her dress. She moved her ass, fucking herself up and down on his long, hard cock as he kneaded both her tits, crushing them in his strong fingers.
Parineeti took Shraddha by the hand and led her behind the sofa, behind Vikram. She guided her to massage Vikram’s shoulders and rub her tits on his head while he was fucking Ileana. Shraddha was almost breathless watching Vikram’s huge cock breaking Ileana. She followed Parineeti’s directions. Her tits were hard with arousal. She pressed them on his head as he sat back and bounced Ileana on his cock. Parineeti slipped Shraddha’s dress straps off her shoulders, baring her tits.
“You are fuckmeat, did you forget?” She said in Shraddha’s ear.
Shraddha shook her head. She pressed her hot, bare tits on his head, feeling herself get very hot as she served him like a fuckmeat the way she had never served a man before.
Ileana was whimpering but getting hotter. As she felt the arousal rise in her body she herself wanted to hurt her pussy. She pushed down and took more of his cock in her cunt. When it sent hot shockwaves of pain toward her extremities like hot currents, Ileana let out a long, satisfied moan. She had never had a man so deep in her vagina and the feeling of being helpless on his massive cock was exquisitely delicious. She looked at him and smiled “I am your whore, Sir.”
Her unprompted unconditional surrender made Vikram’s cock flex in her cunt. He rolled his hips and started fucking her deeper with long, smooth strokes. As his massive dick conquered her pussy inch by inch, Ileana felt the heat rise in her body and she whimpered with his strokes.
“You know I don’t bullshit around, Ileana,” Vikram pulled her closer and spoke softly in her ear as he rubbed her soft back slowly up and down, his left hand still inside her dress and kneading her breast “I won’t just nail you, I will keep you as my bitch. You are the team owner, but you yourself will need to belong to my cock. I will pound you as I want, when I want, and you will do as you are told. There won’t be any compromise on that.”
“Ji, Sir,” Ileana whimpered pressing her cheek to his cheek “there won’t be any compromise. Kutiya ki tarah aap ke har order ko follow karoongi aur kutiya ki tarah hi chudoongi. No attitude, Sir, only surrender. Please fuck me and make me your bitch.”
[Yes, Sir. I will follow all your orders like a bitch and I will be your bitch.]
Her wet, tight pussy was massaging Vikram’s cock and he was feeling its hot, oily smoothness like a luxurious, warm bath for his dick. As she was speaking, she was riding his cock. He encouraged her by pulling her down. He ground his hips and Ileana yelped as his cockhead hit different spots in her cunt with each thrust. Shraddha watched her boss being broken painfully hard.
“Ah, Sir.” Ileana was fucking herself faster and faster on his cock as she could feel the need rise from inside her and drive her wild “Vikram, Sir, ah! Sir...I need to....please, fuck me, Sir. Fuck me like a bitch only. Aap ko full freedom hai, jaise marzi chodna, jab marzi chodna. Ye team owner aap ki ownership mein rahegi, without any resistance. Har jagah aap ka lund loongi main. Jaise chahe ragadna mujhe. Please, Sir, zor se....”
[You have full freedom, fuck me as you want, whenever you want. This team owner will be in your ownership...I will take yoru dick everywhere. Fuck me as you want. Please, Sir, harder...]
Vikram fucked her harder and faster. Ileana could feel that he was still not fully deep in her and she was excited but also scared to feel what his brutal cock will do to her when he pushed those final couple of inches into her. She was riding him like a whore and feeling him throb inside her. His strokes were hard and deep but she knew he was holding himself back and it was driving her crazy.
She took his face in her hands and looked in his eyes “Tod do na, Sir. Kutiya hi to hoon aap ki. Poori tarah tod do. Aap ke lund ki gulaam ban ke rehna hai na mujhe? To todo poori tarah. Kaun rok raha hai aap ko? Randi ki tarah chodo ragad ke.”
[So, break me, Sir. I am your bitch only. Break me completely. I want to be a slave to your cock. So, break me completely. Who is stopping you? Pound me like a whore. ]
He took her invitation to break her fully and pushed harder into her cunt. Ileana gasped as she felt him stretch her pussy even wider, his massive cockhead reaching so deep into her vagina that it was taking her breath away. She was trying to squeeze his meaty shaft with her pussy but he was so thick that he was overpowering her cunt. And then his cockhead hit her cervix and Ileana felt like the golf club exploded.
Ileana put her head on his shoulder and rocked on his lap as her pussy burst like an over-filled balloon and soaked his cock with her cunt juices, massaging it, bathing it in her cum, feeling it slam into her cervix again and again, breaking her like only he could break a woman. Her tits were rock hard, her nipples aching with the currents flowing through them. She was pressing her right breast into his hand, grinding her nipple into his calloused palm and loving the sensations that it generated.
She sucked his neck, tasting his salty skin while her pussy pulsed around his cock, stretched wide like a latex glove and completely helpless. She was in his power not just because he was the chairman but because he was a real man who knew how to claim and tame a girl. Ileana could see that she would now be in his power. He would call her to his office and she would be ready to take his cock as soon as she walked in. He would come to her team office and he would own everything in sight as soon as he entered.
Right now her husband was sitting behind her and watching as Vikram drilled her cunt. Ileana wondered how could you stop a man like that who could claim a beautiful girl in front of her husband? He didn’t care that she was an A-list actress, he didn’t care that she had millions of fans, he didn’t care that she was married. For him she was fuckmeat and if he wanted this fuckmeat wrapped around his cock then that’s what was going to happen. Ileana could see that the league will be very different this year.
Even as she was thinking these things, she was still riding his cock, non-stop like her body had a mind of its own, like her pussy knew that his cock now owned her. Vikram pulled her mesh dress off her shoulders and trapped her arms in it. He held her there as he dipped his head and sucked her tits one by one, taking both mounds in his mouth and teasing her nipples with his tongue as he sucked those soft, fleshy mounds hard. Ileana moaned as his tongue sent hot shooting bolts of lightning into her body. Her pussy was throbbing so hard that it felt like a bomb whose fuse had been lit.
“Ah, Sir!” She cried out as he clamped his teeth on her nipple and her pussy exploded into fireworks. She rode his cock hard taking him as deep as she could, not stopping even she could feel his cockhead slamming into her cervix painfully hard. She wanted him to break her and spear right through her. Her body was not just enjoying his abuse, it wanted more, it wanted him to rip her apart like a fucktoy.
“Ileana....” He said softly.
“Sir?” She panted and tried to catch her breath.
He waited until she looked in his eyes then asked “Tell me what is our understanding for this working relationship.”
“It’s very simple, Sir, I will be your bitch, ah!....” She yelped as he lifted his left hand and slapped her right breast so hard that it bounced “I will....keep my legs open for you, always, ah, mumma!” She screamed as he slapped her left breast this time, making her sensitive nipple burn with hot pain. Her pussy was spiking with each slap and Ileana’s eyes were leaking with tears. She was finding it hard to speak or even breathe as the orgasm that had almost subsided was carrying on like a car whose brakes have failed.
“Tell me.” He said but slapped her right breast again so her pussy clenched around his cock.
“Angh, Sir!” Ileana had to started with a yelp “I will...main...aap jab chodoge....ah, god....main....aa ke chudoongi...aur...hay, mumma!”
[...whenver you fuck me...I will come and get fucked..]
She broke off as her pussy exploded so hard that she wondered what was the last thing if this was an orgasm. He slapped her right breast again and two slaps in a row on the same breast made Ileana feel an overdose of heat. Her pussy clenched repeatedly around his cock as she soaked thick, meaty beast all the way to the base in her cunt juices.
“Yes, aur?” he prompted and slapped her left breast this time.
[Yes, and? ]
“Aur...” Ileana tried very hard to speak while he was torturing her like this by raising her pussy temperature so high “meri...meri....dono ambassador bhi aap ki kutiya ban ke rahengi.”
[And...my...my...both my ambassadors will be your bitches.]
“Pari already meri kutiya hai.” He said and dipped his head to suck her left breast while he kneaded her right breast hard in his strong fingers.
[Pari is already my bitch.]
“Shraddha bhi banegi.” Ileana said. She looked at Shraddha who was standing behind him.
[Shraddha will be your bitch as well. ]
“Ji, Sir,” Shraddha’s voice was a bit strained as she was watching her boss being expertly broken by the older, dominant chairman “aap jab loge main doongi. Just like your bitch, Sir. Aap ki kutiya ban kar hi rahoongi, ma’am ki tarah.”
He nodded and took Ileana off his lap before her orgasm had finished. She got scared that she had made some mistake. He pointed to the other sofa with its back to the café door and said “Nangi jo jao, get on your belly, legs open.”
[Get naked..]
Ileana moved to the other sofa with unsteady legs. She was used to walking on high heels but right now it felt like her knees were filled with jelly. Thankfully, Parineeti came up by her side immediately and supported her. She helped her take her dress off. She told her to keep the shoes on. She guided Ileana to lie down on the sofa on her belly and pushed her left knee up so she was facing toward the coffee table. Ileana was breathless and more than a little scared as she could guess what Vikram was going to do her.
But she knew that her only option was to obey.
Chapter 6 – Kareena Has an Idea
“Good morning, mom.” Kareena greeted her mother-in-law at the door and brought her in “You are looking so lovely. Backless blouses look awesome on you.”
Sharmila smiled lovely smile “Good morning, dear. Thank you. Once an actress always an actress, right? Just because I have touched fifty doesn’t mean I am not fuckable any more.”
Kareena knew her mother-in-law had more than touched fifty but she knew that she still had a lot of sex appeal.
“Of course, mom.” She said with a smile “You are damn fuckable. If I were a man and a producer, I would totally want you spread on my casting couch.”
Sharmila liked the flattering response and laughed.
“Come, mom.” Kareena said “Saif is on the balcony, the weather is nice so we are going to have breakfast there.”
“Lovely. I do like the fresh air.” Sharmila said “These flats don’t suit me very well.”
They walked through the flat to the balcony and Saif Kapoor greeted his mother. The house staff served the breakfast and they started eating. Kareena waited patiently until they were having coffee.
“Saif, you know I was thinking we should buy an IPL team.” Kareena launched into her topic directly.
“An IPL team?” Saif looked at her “What for?”
“For business, baby, what else?” Kareena said “IPL is really good business right now.”
“Hmmm, that sounds like an interesting idea.” Sharmila said like this was the first time she was hearing about it.
“But Bebo, what do we know about running a cricket team?” Saif said.
“Your father was a cricketer Saif,” Sharmila said “a very good one. It’s in your blood.”
“And we don’t really need to run the team or play cricket.” Kareena said “We can keep a manager to run the team and players will play the game.”
“Then what will we do?” Saif asked.
“We will be the business people, investing in it and getting the profit.” Kareena said.
“You think we can do that?” Saif said “I mean, we don’t know anything about this business.”
“And you think all the actors and actresses who own the other teams know it?” Kareena said “It’s a new business model, Saif, and this is a good time to get in while it’s still new.”
“So, what exactly we will have to do?” Saif asked.
“We will put the money in and lend it our celebrity presence.” Kareena said “Like we promote our films, we can promote the teams. It’s not something that we can’t do.”
“But Bebo, we don’t have all that much money, I am sure it’s not cheap to buy a team.” Saif said “You have not been working, I have not been working. Will we need to borrow?”
“I have some money that I can put in,” Sharmila said “it’s a good venture then I can invest with you two. There are also a lot of venture capital firms who are investing in IPL. With use three as owners, I am sure we can get a good loan easily.”
“Are you sure you want to risk your money in this, Mom, and then borrowing more?” Saif said “I am sure you know less about owning a team than even I do.”
“Perhaps,” Sharmila admitted “but I have an open mind. Bebo is right, IPL is a big business in India right now. I know at least that you don’t have to win matches to make profit. It helps but you make money anyway.”
“Hmm.” Saif thought about it “Is there a team someone is selling, Bebo?”
“Not really. Once people get them they want to keep them. It’s a great way to make money and stay relevant in media.” Kareena said “Look at Preity, she hasn’t done a film in 5 years and her picture is in the magazines and newspapers all the time because she owns the Punjab team.”
“You are right about that, I also noticed it.” Saif nodded “Then how will we get a team?”
“I was thinking we could start our own,” Kareena said “there is no Pune team. We could start one.”
“Can anyone just start a team?” Saif said.
“I think they can. Of course, the league would have to approve it.” Kareena said.
“Oh.” Saif looked concerned “How does the league decide, I mean will they look at us and think these guys don’t know anything about running a cricket team?”
“Usually the decision is made by one person, the chairman, the rest of the board just follows what he says.” Kareena said.
“And how does he decide?” Saif said “Seems like he has a lot of power.”
“He does. He has all the power.” Kareena nodded “He decides the same way that directors decide who to cast in their film.”
Saif’s eyes opened wide “He fucks the team owners?”
“Of course, Saif,” Sharmila said “he is a very powerful man, and the team owners are mostly beautiful female actors, naturally he will want to keep them under his control.”
“But, mom, that would mean....I mean, that Kareena,” he turned to Kareena, “Bebo, are you saying you will have to open your legs for him?”
“What’s wrong with you Saif,” Sharmila chided him gently “I didn’t raise you to be a middle-class babu, why are you acting like one? What is the problem if Kareena will go and spread her legs for him? He is a powerful man. She is a beautiful woman. She needs something from him. It’s a simple equation. Beta, wo degi nahin to apna kaam kaise karwaegi?”
[How will get the stuff done if she doesn't spread her legs, son?]
“And it’s not like I have not been fucked on so many casting couches before,” Kareena said “this is very similar to that. That’s why I am confident that we can make it a success.”
“Ummm, I don’t get it.” Saif said.
“Look, the way it works is that any team can get any player,” Kareena explained “and usually it depends on the chairman’s approval or wish. And you can guess how he will choose his favourite teams.”
Saif nodded “The team owners he is banging will get the most benefit.”
“Exactly!” Kareena nodded “So, it doesn’t matter that I don’t know anything about cricket. I am an experienced Bollywood whore and I am superhot.”
“But will the chairman think so?” Saif said.
“Come on, Saif!” Kareena waved towards her stunning, shapely body “He would not want to nail this? There was a survey in this Month’s Filmfare about which actress Indian men masturbate to, and I was second from the top, only behind Aishwarya. If you ask me, that’s because she is a beauty queen.”
“People know that beauty queens are bigger whores than actresses,” Sharmila added “that would affect their choice. But the thing with the chairman is that he doesn’t have to fuck just one girl, he will keep all team owners in his hand whether it’s Aishwarya, Kareena or myself.”
“You too, mom?” Saif looked at her with a shock.
“Now don’t be the middle-class babu again, Saif,” Sharmila looked at him “if I am investing this thing, I will be a team owner. Why would he not bend me to his will?”
“Saif, you are insulting, mom,” Kareena said “she is older but she still has her sex appeal. Obviously the chairman will take her under him as a team owner.”
“Oh.” Saif didn’t know how to respond to that.
“I am actually counting on it.” Kareena said “The chairman is also an older man, he would have seen mom when she was posing in those bikinis and sexy dresses in the films, and there is no man who saw her and who did not want to put his dick in the gorgeous Sharmila Tagore.”
“Thank you, dear. More than just wishing he had....I mean, you are so sweet!” Sharmila put her hand on Kareena’s “Yes, in our time also there were many surveys like that and I used to be always in the top five, usually on number one or two.”
“I am not doubting your sex appeal, mom,” Saif said “I know how men still stare at you when you go out but I am saying then in that case, maybe we should leave your name off the team and you can just be the silent partner?”
Kareena didn’t let it out that she was happy that Saif was already assuming that they were going to do it and said “No, Saif, she will make our position stronger. Obviously the chairman would want to bang me, but being able to claim the legendary beauty Sharmila Tagore would make him interested in our team.”
Even Saif could not deny that “You are right, mom has her charm, men always like to do things for her.”
“And I am an experienced Bollywood whore like Kareena,” Sharmila said “having me in the team ownership will make the chairman look at us more favourably.”
“But look here, Bebo, maybe we should not do this then?” Saif said.
“What are you saying, Saif?” Sharmila spoke before Kareena “We should not act on a business idea simply because Kareena or I will have to spread our legs for a man? If that’s how we worked, neither I nor Kareena would have done any films.”
“Mom, I am saying –“ Saif tried.
“How does he deal with his daughter becoming an actress?” Sharmila looked at Kareena.
Kareena rolled her eyes “Don’t even ask. He got her a role himself so she would not have to do a casting couch. The movie failed badly as you know and I could somehow make him understand that Sara has to earn her own breaks, on her back.”
“This is the normal way things work. Saif,” Sharmila said “just like you would fuck the team ambassadors, the chairman will nail Kareena and me.”
“Ambassadors?” Saif looked at Kareena.
“Every team has two beautiful actresses or models as ambassadors.” Kareena knew she had his attention and explained it slowly “Naturally, as team owner you will nail them both before we give them the job.”
“I will?” Saif’s interest was very apparent now.
“Yes, you will fuck them in their interview, but they will be your employees.” Kareena said “They will come under you whenever you want. You will fuck them all the year.”
“But, do they know that?” Saif said.
“Girls know how to use their beauty, dear.” Sharmila said “You are not starting this trend, this is how it is. The current team owners all fuck their team ambassadors, the same way you will fuck both your ambassadors all the year round, just like the chairman will fuck Kareena and me all the year round.”
“He will fuck you both the whole year?” Saif said.
Kareena nodded “We will need something from him all the time. Like mom said, he will keep the team owners in his hand. We will all be practically his whores, he can call any team owner to him and nail her. They will all be very willing and spread their legs for him easily as many times as he wants.”
Saif scratched his chin “And our team ambassadors will do the same for me?”
“Obviously.” Kareena said “You can nail them when you want. You will be their boss. They will take your dick whenever you want, even in the office.”
“Wow!” Saif could not suppress his surprise “But this is normal, they know it?”
“Saif, they are actresses, they are smart girls.” Sharmila said “No actress will ever say no to taking the boss’ dick. In our time the producer and director used to fuck the main heroine all through the movie, but they also selected at least one hot girl for a cabaret scene and fucked her for the whole movie as well. The team ambassadors also know the score. They are ready to be fucked when their boss wants. It’s not even a question.”
“I see.” Saif squirmed in his chair “How will we select the ambassadors? I suppose we’ll have to take Karishma as one?”
“No,” Kareena shook her head “Lolo is busy running her club and even if she weren’t I would not appoint her unless she was ready to take your dick.”
“Really?” Saif’s eyes opened wide “But Karishma ne kabhi nahin di mujhe.”
[But Karishma has never taken my dick.]
“Well, if she wanted to be one of our team ambassadors, she will have to earn the role like any other actress, on her back, with your dick inside her.”
Saif squirmed again as his cock was getting hard now “Wow!”
“There is a lot of money at stake here, son,” Sharmila said “girls know not to mess around. Every girl who joins this business, whether as team owner, manager or ambassador, they all come with open legs, ready to be nailed by their bosses.”
“And for team owners that boss is the league chairman?” Saif said.
“Yes, he is the one who will keep the team owners as his whores,” Kareena said “his authority is unlimited which means every girl will take his dick any time he wants without question.”
“If he is so powerful then can he fuck our team ambassadors as well?” Saif asked.
“He can and he probably will.” Kareena nodded “That’s why we must have superhot actresses as ambassadors.”
“The ambassadors, I have seen the other teams, some of them are like Miss World, Miss Universe and very successful actresses. You are saying they are all probably spreading their legs for their bosses and the chairman?”
“Well, their bosses have definitely fucked them.” Kareena said “But the chairman is new he might not have nailed them all yet.”
“He is new?” Saif said.
“Yes, the league has appointed a new chairman, we were watching the news the other day, remember?” Kareena said “That’s when I had this idea that maybe we could have a team as well.”
“Oh, that guy, you said he looks more like a filmstar than sports chairman?” Saif said.
“Exactly. He is the new chairman.” Kareena said.
“What’s his name?” Saif said “I remember I said what a tough guy name he has but I can’t remember.”
“Vikram Indrajeet Parashar.” Kareena said “People call him VIP for short.”
“Yes, yes, that was it.” Saif said “And you think he will be interested in doing you?”
“Don’t start again, Saif,” Kareena said “of course, he would want to fuck me.”
“And then we get the team?” Saif was excited about it “Then when do we interview the ambassadors?”
“Well, I can get the team proposal ready to take to the chairman in a day or two,” Kareena said “in the meantime, you can start making lists of girls whom you want to consider for ambassadors.”
“Oh. Which girls?” Saif was excited now “Any girls?”
“Any girls who are not already team owners or ambassadors in IPL.” Kareena said.
“Will I get to choose them?” Saif asked.
“Yes, as long as they are superhot, I don’t mind.” Kareena nodded “After all, you are the one who has to fuck them regularly all year. You will select the ones that get your dick hard.”
His dick was already hard, he nodded “And when can we interview them?”
“Not we, you. I can talk to them but main decision will be yours after you fuck them.” Kareena pressed the point that she knew was crucial to getting Saif’s agreement “Once the team is approved, we can start the interviews.”
“They have to be high profile actresses?” Saif said.
“Yes, actresses, beauty queens, supermodels with a presence.” Kareena said.
“Don’t forget you will need some hot girls for your cheerleaders too.” Sharmila said.
“Cheerleaders?” Saif’s ears perked up “We will have cheerleaders?”
“Yes, haven’t you seen the matches?” Kareena said “Every team needs a cheerleader squad, about twelve to sixteen dancers.”
“Who interviews them?” Saif wasn’t really drooling but it was only because he was trying to control himself.
“You will, baby,” Kareena said, keeping her voice casual “you will interview each slut on the office couch and only select the ones that you enjoy fucking.”
“Will the chairman fuck them too?” Saif asked.
“Not really,” Kareena shook her head “he can if he wants to but he would not get involved at that level. He will keep the team owners on a short leash I am sure, and he will definitely nail every single ambassadors because they are all hot, high-profile actresses, but he won’t even have time to nail the cheerleaders.”
“Where will we get the cheerleaders?” Saif asked.
“There are lots of casting agencies,” Kareena said “as soon as we put in our proposal they will start sending us profiles of girls. Of course, if you have any girls in your mind that you want to bring in under you, you can invite them directly.”
“Umm, no, not really,” Saif was having to use all his acting ability to keep his attitude casual right now “but I will think about it.”
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