Dynasty 2: Long Live the King
Korben Hunter
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Dynasty 2
Long Live the King
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications 2024
Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Arjun 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.
In this book, I was not able to create some dresses with AI because the dresses were too sexy and AI cannot deal with that. I hope the description suffices in those cases.
Thank you.
Table of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Kiara’s Morning Ritual
Chapter 2 – Priyanka Tries to be a Good Girl
Chapter 3 – Madhuri Learns the Program
Chapter 4 – Rakul Needs Something
Chapter 5 – Madhuri Takes Guidance
Chapter 6 – Shweta Has a Plan
Chapter 7 – Arjun Has a Busy Day
Chapter 8 – Shweta Introduces Herself
Chapter 9 – Priyanka Chopra Apologises
Chapter 10 – Madhuri Needs Comfort
Chapter 11 – Comforting Madhuri
Chapter 12 – Breakfast With Kiara
Chapter 13 – Madhuri Joins Breakfast
Chapter 14 – Rakul is Eager
Chapter 15 – Madhuri Seeks Guidance
Chapter 16 – Bhagyashree is a Smart Woman
Chapter 17 – Bhagyashree Earns His Trust
Chapter 18 – Bhagyashree is Curious
Chapter 19 – Reporting the News
Chapter 20 – Kriti has a Nose for News
Chapter 21 – Kajal Reports to the New Boss
Chapter 22 – How to Train Your Secretary
Chapter 23 – Acquiring Kajal Agarwal
Chapter 24 – Arjun Says His Goodbyes
Chapter 25 – Archana Makes an Executive Decision
Chapter 26 – Deepika Dates Her Boss
Chapter 27 – Deepika Really Dates Her Boss
Chapter 28 – Deepika Surrenders Fully
Chapter 29 – Prachi Meets a Client
Chapter 30 – Prachi Earns the Account
Chapter 31 – Arjun Makes the Rules
Chapter 32 – Esha Gupta is Ready to be Worked
Chapter 33 – Esha is Worked Hard
Chapter 34 – Esha Gets a Choice
Chapter 35 – Esha is a Hard Worker
Chapter 36 – Esha Had No Choice
Chapter 37 – Samantha Helps Arjun
Chapter 38 – Kiara Loses It
Chapter 39 – Arjun Makes an Enemy
My Other Books
Introduction
This story is different from others in two ways. .One, I started this as a therapy for myself while I was struggling with a data loss which prevented me from writing other stories. Two, I wanted to write a different kind of story one which had a more dramatic feel to it than just basic erotica. I think the story succeeded in both and it was gratifying for me to see that my readers accepted and enjoyed the story.
Even the best story loses a little bit of its edge when you write the second part because the element of surprise, the newness, is gone. That happens with the best of blockbusters films so what hope is there for a simple erotic story? But that was the problem that was blocking me when planning the second part of this story. I had the plot for it and most of the flow but I was afraid that this might become like my other stories because I will have to introduce more characters and when my hero starts claiming a lot of girls left, right and centre, that becomes a similar story.
Fortunately, when I started writing this second book, I could feel the difference in this story. I could go back in the same mindset that the first story was created in and I found that not only could I keep the same vibe in this story, I really enjoyed being familiar with that environment and playing around in it.
In some ways, it is like the other stories, it has to be as I write erotica, but I am happy to say that this story has maintained and continued the different feel that was the main feature of the first story.
One thing that I am doing in this series is to keep more focus on a few stronger characters like Madhuri and Kiara and play with the minor characters to spice up the story here and there. As usual I will wait for your feedback to know how well I was able to execute this strategy.
I hope you enjoy living in Arjun’s world again for a while.
Love,
Korben Hunter
Series Info
As this story was started as a short story and grew quite organically into a full story that could not be contained in one book, I found it hard to finish the first book. The reasons was that there were a lot of events that I wanted to bring into that book in order to make a more rounded story but those events had preceding events which would make things longer and there was no space for all that.
I did something that I have not done before. In the last pages of Dynasty I wrote a few chapters which were part of the flow from the future. In the normal flow of the story, those event were not going to happen just yet. I wrote those there so the readers would get a taste of the upcoming story, kind of like a teaser.
In the first book you met Madhuri, an ex-beauty queen and actress, recent widow of billionaire tycoon, Sanjay Advani, who had to call her estranged daughter , Kiara, and son-in-law, Arjun, to support her. In the past she had been very much against Arjun, but when he comes over and starts helping her, Madhuri quickly becomes a fan and that relationship grows into a more intimate relationship.
Towards the end, I narrated some events like the reading of the will, arrival of Rashmika as a wild card and the clash between the various family members about the contents of the will, which were events from the future. In my naïve way I thought those events will properly transpire in book 2.
No, there was a lot of story to tell before that, a lot of events that had to happen before things could reach that point. In the second book, I start down that path and some of the events do happen but more of them will happen in book 3. I had not realised how big the canvas of this story is but as I am plotting it, it’s becoming clear to me. The good thing is that it didn’t keep me from writing an enjoyable story.
The second book, shows Arjun’s growing relationship with Madhuri, his interactions with other family members and more details about his life in Pune where he wants to go back once things get settled in Bombay. Things in Bombay are quite mixed up and you will see Arjun sometimes behaving like he is going back in a few days and sometimes working under the assumption that he will have a big involvement with the Advani Group of Companies. That’s how things usually are in real life.
Because of this plotting, the first scene in book 2 doesn’t start where book 1 ended but a few days back on the Saturday when Sanjay Advani’s last rites are scheduled to be performed.
Here we go.....
Chapter 1 – Kiara’s Morning Ritual
Kiara stirred in bed and turned to face her husband. She hugged him and kissed his shoulder. She loved the smell of his body, it always made her wet in seconds. Right now she was already wet as she had been dreaming about something very naughty. She moved her leg subtly between his legs. His cock was hard as she expected. Arjun usually woke up with an erection and he either fucked Kiara in bed or later in the shower if he was in a mood to make her wait. Usually by breakfast Kiara had already taken one drilling. She considered herself extremely lucky compared to her girlfriends whose husbands could not fuck them as regularly even if they wanted to. Kiara and Arjun had already discussed this early in the marriage and arranged things so they would not get bored with each other.
She rubbed his dick with her thigh and the slow massage from her warm thigh made his cock rock hard in seconds. Kiara’s breath was hot and heavy. She pressed closer, opened her legs and reached down to guide his thick, long shaft to her pussy.
“Baby,” She whispered in Arjun’s ear “le loon?”
[Can I take it in?]
Arjun stirred, kissed her neck and reached town to pull her knee up “Open.”
Kiara opened her knee, making her thighs open wide. She guided his cock right to her wet pussy hole. Arjun held her in his arms and pushed up, sinking his long, thick beast several inches deep into her soaking wet cunt in one thrust.
“Ah!” Kiara’s scream was much louder than she expected, but she could not help it. This was her first pain of the morning that she cherished. They both had their eyes closed but they didn’t need to have them open to fuck each other. With long practice, they knew each other’s bodies better than their own and they knew each other’s movements well enough to react to them or anticipate them.
Even before marriage, Kiara had had a lot of sexual experience but with Arjun she had learnt more and she had started enjoying experimentation. To be with a guy who could fuck her for hours, there was time to try different things and practice new techniques. She now moved her hips and rode his cock in and out while squeezing her pussy muscles, giving his cock a nice, wet massage with her vagina.
Arjun grabbed her ass cheeks and pushed in deeper. Kiara yelped again as not only did his cock slide painfully deep into her cunt, he pushed his finger up into her ass hole at the same time. The double penetration made her whole body buzz with pain and excitement. Kiara tried to control it by pressing her face into the crook of his neck but her pussy exploded uncontrollably hard and she whimpered as she came on his cock. Arjun drilled her smoothly in and out as she came, using her cum as lubrication to penetrate her deeper with his massive cock.
Without opening her eyes, Kiara sought his lips and kissed him hard while he fucked her with smooth, deep strokes. His hands were roaming all over her young, smooth body and he was holding her close while his cock was sliding deep into her vagina, conquering her in a way only a real man can conquer a woman, giving her no choice but to surrender his demands, spoken and unspoken.
His hot saliva was flowing in her mouth and Kiara was drinking it like this was the balm on her burning soul. She was keeping her lips sealed to his, hungry for his touch all over and surrendering to his tongue, letting him explore her mouth as deep as he wanted, showing him that she was his property with every action, every movement. Her breasts were pressing on his chest, her nipples digging into his chest were making his cock throb even harder in her vagina and Kiara was loving this feeling of being broken and claimed. He was the first man who had made her feel so vulnerable and showed her how deeply satisfying it was to give her all to a man and become his.
“I am yours, baby.” She breathed in his ear “poora andar tak chodo. This body is yours, my love, my life is in your control. Meri choot ko masal do, mujhe tod do, mujhe apni property bana kar ragad do.”
[...fuck me fully deep, Crush my pussy, break me, pound me like your property.]
As her words excited him more, he drilled her harder. Kiara came again and sucked his neck as she soaked his cock in her cum. With the extra lubrication that her pussy provided his cock penetrated her so deep that his cockhead hit her cervix. Kiara yelped and the hot pain made her pussy explode again. Arjun kissed and sucked her neck as he fucked her harder, with longer, deeper strokes, establishing his authority over every inch of her body with his brute force, breaking her and making her his possession in a way that she knew in her bones who held her leash.
She moaned and grunted through her savage orgasm while Arjun pounded her cunt hard. Then she came again within a few seconds and dug her teeth into his shoulder as the hot orgasm drove her past the point of sanity. Just then Arjun grunted and she felt his hot seed blazing a trail through her vagina and flooding her womb. This mark of his ownership on her always excited Kiara more than she could describe. She pressed her body into his and accepted his load in her young womb as his brand on her soul.
“Yours. Only yours.” She whispered in his ear as she hugged him tight with both arms.
“Today is going to be a long day,” Arjun kissed her cheek “get some more rest. Come down when you are ready.”
“Ji, baby.” Kiara lifted her face and looked at him “My wonderful owner!”
They kissed slowly and intimately. Kiara said “But I am not letting you go without you feeding me. Lie down, love, your whore wants her whore food.”
Arjun smiled and lay down. Kiara got up and got between his legs. She looked up at him and smiled as she started to lick his cum-drenched cock, eating his cum like food.
Chapter 2 – Priyanka Tries to be a Good Girl
“Oh, hi, Arjun!” Priyanka Chopra chirped as she entered the main door.
Arjun was buttoning his shirt as he came down the stairs. He looked her over.
She was wearing a white sheer saree with glitter in it. Her blouse was a tiny tank blouse, just a little tube top with two thin noodle straps and no back. Her saree was tied well below the navel and even in that simple attire she looked super glamorous and hot.
“Hi, Piggy!” He said.
“I came to help with today’s program.” Priyanka said.
“That’s sweet of you.” Arjun said “But you are early. Things won’t start until a couple of hours later.”
While he was talking, he opened a door and pulled her in there in front of him. Priyanka moved with his pull easily like she was his well-trained bitch. It was a pantry that they had entered.
Priyanka put her back to the closed door and looked at him, biting her lip seductively “Actually, I wanted to get your approval on my outfit also.”
“Oh, did you?” Arjun pulled her pallu down. Her cleavage was hot and prominent in that tiny blouse.
“Yes, I mean, you ordered me to wear only slutty outfits,” Priyanka looked at him “but for today’s occasion…so I wanted to explain.”
“Explain what?” Arjun took her breasts in his hands and squeezed them hard in her thin blouse. She was not wearing a bra. No bra was possible in that skimpy blouse. Her heavy tits were sagging visible in that deep cleavage.
“That…that…even though I am not wearing micromini,” Priyanka gasped as he kneaded her soft tits in his strong fingers “I am...I am fully available.”
“Available for what?” Arjun slipped her right strap off her shoulder and bared her breast. He cupped it in his hand, weighed it then crushed it hard in his fingers.
“Mmmm, for fucking.” She whimpered as he caused the pain that flooded her pussy with juices “Aap ke lund ke liye.”
[For your cock.]
“Oh, are you?” He slipped her left strap off her shoulder as well and her left breast came out firm and erect from arousal. Arjun crushed both her tits in his hands and watched her face screw up in pain “I see you overdressed. Your saree is reaching down to your ankles. You are probably even petticoat and panties.”
“Mmmmm, mmmmm,” she squirmed in his hands and he played so ruthlessly with her big, hot tits “no, baby! I am wearing a micro mini under the saree, very, very short, and kachchhee to main, baby, I am coming to you, how can I wear panties?”
“But useless since..” Arjun paused to dip his head and suck her tits, one by one, sucking them hard enough to make the blood rush to her nipples, then he kneading them again, just as hard as before while he looked in her eyes “your saree is covering everything.”
“Sir, aap ko jab chodna ho,” Priyanka grabbed his head and pushed her breast into her mouth “aap jab chahe, saree utha ke peechhe se daal sakte hain.”
[Sir when you want to fuck me, you can just lift my saree and nail me from behind.]
Arjun sucked her tits, teased her nipples with his tongue then continued kneading her tits as he looked in her eyes, he said “Kahan?”
[Where?]
“Meri choot mein,” Priyanka said “ya gaand mein. Jaise aap ka mann kare meri lene ka.”
[In my cunt, or ass. Fuck me any way you like. ]
Arjun placed his right hand between her legs, his left hand on her right breast and his mouth on her neck. He squeezed her pussy and breast at the same time as he sucked just below her jaw line. Priyanka yelped and thrashed like her pussy may explode any second.
“I am busy today.” He told her but kept squeezing her breast and pussy “Too much to do.”
“So, I will wait na, mmmmm,” Priyanka said “aap ko kab meri leni hai aap ki marzi hai, meri thodi.”
[It’s your decision when to fuck me, not mine.]
Arjun took both her hot, bare tits in his hands and kneaded those soft, fleshy mounds hard while pressing his hard cock between her legs, grinding on her hungry pussy. As she opened her mouth to yelp, he pressed his lips on hers and pushed his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her hard and long. Priyanka squirmed in his hands, helpless in his grip, her body temperature rising high as he played expertly with her gorgeous body.
“Were you always such a whore,” he looked at her “or are you trying to impress me?”
“I was always a whore for powerful men,” she pressed her pussy on his hand “but I was not used to begging for cock like this. You have done something to me.”
“So, you want to blame me for being a cockhungry whore?” He pinched her nipples and kissed between her tits.
“Mhmmm.” She nodded “I have never seen a more heartless man than you.”
“Oh, really?” He continued to knead her tits “So?”
“So, main tumhari kutiya hoon, tumhare lund ki ghulaam hoon.” Priyanka met his gaze “Tumne tod diya hai mujhe, ab main tumhari randi ban chuki hoon.”
[So, I am your bitch, I am a slave to your cock. You have broken me, now I am your whore.]
“But I have no time for a whore today.” He said “I am too busy, like I told you.”
“I will wait. I will be available.” She promised “Grab me when you want. Just pakad ke daal dena. Main aap ki kutiya hoon, kutiya ki tarah chudoongi. Abhi daal ke pel do. Poori geeli hoon.”
[Just grab me and enter me. I am your bitch, I will be fucked like a bitch. You can pound me even now. I am fully wet.]
“Not now.” She shook his head “Go home. Change. Wear a nice long dress with a slit and a deep cleavage. There will be some NGOs coming today. There will be photo ops. You are a model. Use it.”
“Oh, thank you, Sir.” Priyanka breathed.
Arjun grabbed her tits and crushed them hard as he kissed her full on the lips, fucking her hot mouth with his tongue.
She was still trembling and breathless when he opened and door and slipped out.
Chapter 3 – Madhuri Learns the Program
“Good morning.” Arjun said as he entered the kitchen.
Madhuri turned from the coffee machine and smiled “Good morning, handsome.”
He came over to her and she turned her face up “Good morning kiss?”
There was nobody else around, but Madhuri liked that Arjun didn’t look around before pressing his lips on hers. She clung to him with both arms as she parted her lips, surrendering her mouth to him. His tongue slipped into her mouth and as he fucked he mouth in and out, Madhuri was reminded of all the times that he had stuffed his cock in her vagina and drilled deep. She was wearing a red silk nightie that had a deep neck and was open on the sides on her thighs. Arjun kneaded her tits in it slowly as he kissed her passionately deep. Madhuri drank his saliva flowing into her mouth and moaned as his kiss made her pussy soaking wet.
She looked at him breathlessly and took her nightie strap in her thumb and finger “Utaar doon?”
[Should I take it off?]
Arjun slipped his hand inside her nightie and squeezed her hot, bare breast hard as he leaned in to kiss her cheek “Not a good time, baby.”
He pulled his hand out and stepped back. Madhuri smiled and nodded “Ok. But daalna hot to bata dena.”
[Tell me when you want to put it in me.]
“Ye farmhouse nahin hai jahan main har jagah tumhein ragad sakta tha.” He smiled.
[This is not the farmhouse where I could pound you anywhere I wanted.]
“Mmmmm, that was fun.” Madhuri said.
“Definitely. I loved it.” Arjun agreed.
“I need to talk to you.” She said “In private.”
“Let’s step outside.” He said. He led her through the living room French doors to the lawn.
Madhuri stepped close to him and started playing with his shirt buttons “You are right, Arjun.”
“I usually am.” He put his arm around her waist and let his hand rest on her lower back “About what this time?”
“What you said about owning me,” she looked at him “that it’s a bad idea, you were right.”
“Ah, you can see how tricky it will be?” Arjun rubbed her back softly up and down. The smell of her body was making his cock harder. Her kiss had already made him hard.
“Yes, I can.” Madhuri pressed her hand on his chest “Even when I sat on your lap last night, it became super awkward. If I am fully your personal whore then, no, it will be complicated.”
“So, let me get this right, you don’t want to be my bitch now?” He let his hand slide down her smooth, well-rounded butt.
Madhuri didn’t stop him but said “That’s right, darling. I still want you to take over the business though.”
“But not take possession of you?” He looked in her eyes as she kneaded her tight, hot ass cheeks in her silk nightie.
“That’s right. Just take possession of the business, not me.” She nodded.
“And you are telling me this here, in my arms, mujh se gaand dabwaate hue?” He squeezed both her ass cheeks.
[While I am kneading your ass?]
“Baby, gaand dabaane ko mana thodi hai.” She pressed closer to him “Maine tumhein dene se mana thode hi kar rahi hoon.”
[Baby, there’s no restriction on grabbing my ass. I am not saying that you can’t fuck me.]
“No?” he felt her bare thigh rub across his dick, he pressed his dick harder on her upper thigh.
“Of course, not, Arjun.” Madhuri put her arms around his neck “Baby, tum business ke liye aaoge to meri loge bhi, that’s understood. You think I will say mat chodo mujhe? That day will never come. I will never say no to taking your wonderful dick in me. You will come, you will stay here and when there is a chance you will nail me. Mauka milega to tum kya chhodoge mujhe?”
[When you come for business, you will fuck me as well, that’s understood. You think I will say don’t fuck me? Will you spare me if there is a chance?]
“So, I can fuck you when I come here?” His cock was throbbing now as they were talking about such intimate things.
Madhuri pressed her breasts on his chest and smiled wrapping her arms tighter around his neck “Of course, my love. Tum chodoge to main doongi hi, that’s simple. How can I say no to spreading my legs for you?”
[When you fuck me, I will cooperate.]
“Gaand maaroonga to?” He said.
[And if I fuck your ass?]
“Maaroge to main marwaoungi.” She smiled “Arre, chodoge to tum apne style se hi na, Arjun. Wo to tumhari marzi hai.”
[Then I will get my ass fucked. You will always fuck me your way, Arjun. That’s always your call.]
“You know I fuck hard and rough.” He said “Daba ke ragdoonga.”
[I will pound you hard.]
“Haan to ragadna, har chhed mein daal ke pelna.” Madhuri’s face was close to his and she was smiling sweetly as she was saying such explicitly hot things that Arjun’s cock was throbbing between her legs.
[So pound me. Drill all my holes.]
“But you won’t be my bitch?” He said grinding his cock on her pussy.
“Exactly. Aaoge to kabhi-kabhaar chodoge mujhe.” She explained “Not like you will sleep with your dick parked up my ass every night.”
[When you come you will nail me once in a while.]
“Oh, I can’t do that?” Her words were creating an image that was sending hot tingle up his thick, hard shaft.
“Baby, phir tumhari kutiya banne mein kami hi kya rahi?” She demanded gently “No, sweetheart, you will fuck me, but you will need to watch for your chance before putting your dick in me.”
[Then what’s left in becoming your bitch?]
“And if you were my bitch?” He slipped his hand inside her open nightie and was kneading her ass cheeks, grabbing her ass and pressing her into him. Madhuri was not resisting at all. She was moving her hips subtly like a dancer and grinding her hot, pantyless pussy on his throbbing beast.
“Then I will be on your leash. You will be openly the man of the house.” Madhuri said “It’s not like you will bend me over the central staircase and pound my ass in front of the servants, but you will control me and my life completely. I will dress as you tell me, my hairstyle, my lifestyle, my daily life, everything will be based on your wishes and your commands. I will be literally your bitch, you will hold my leash, and I will obey you like a well-trained pet bitch.”
She liked that his cock flexed against her pussy as she was outlining those details.
“Hmmm like Kiara?” he said.
“Even more than Kiara.” Madhuri said “She is your legal wife, but I am your mother-in-law, and I will be your personal whore. You will have absolute control over every part of me and my life. I won’t even say a word in public without your permission.”
“Hmmmm.” Arjun’s cock was rock hard now and it was throbbing so hard that it was distracting him “But that’s not what you want now?”
“No, you were right about that, it will get messy.” Madhuri smiled “You are such a wise man.” She kissed his lips softly “Shall we go in?”
“Mhmm.” Arjun nodded, but he was lost in thought.
“Arjun! Mumma!” someone called out and they both looked that way.
Kiara was sitting in the sitting area on the lawn and waving to them. Neither of them had seen her but she had probably seen everything. Arjun’s hand that was inside Madhuri’s nightie was on the house side, she had probably not seen it. He pulled his hand out quietly.
They walked towards her.
“Good morning, baby.” Kiara smiled and turned her face up for a kiss.
Arjun kissed her full on the lips but briefly “Good morning, my pet.”
“Good morning, mumma.”
Madhuri hugged her before sitting down in another chair “Good morning, my baby.”
“You look worried, mumma.” Kiara said “Are you ok?”
“I am fine, darling.” Madhuri nodded “I am just asking your husband to take over the business in Sanjay’s place but he is not saying yes.”
“Not that simple, Madhu,” Arjun sat down next to Madhuri and put his arm around her shoulders. She easily pressed closer to him “I have my own business in Pune and Kiara has her own life.”
“You won’t need to move here for this, honey.” Madhuri put her hand on his leg “I know you are a smart man and a good businessman. I am not asking you to merge your business with the Advani group. You are smart enough to be able to run both businesses from either location. You are good with people and it’s people who run the business. You will only be supervising.”
“What do you think, Kii?” Arjun took Kiara’s hand in his left hand.
“You taking the business and mom in hand, I think..”
“No, baby, only the business.” Arjun said “Not your mom.”
“Arjun, are you still angry with mumma, baby?” Kiara looked at him.
“No, darling. I was never angry with her,” Arjun rubbed Madhuri’s back “but this is what she wants.”
“But Arjun, I think it would be nice that you come here from time to time, maybe a couple of days a week, for the business, but also give emotional support to mumma. I saw you two talking and I was glad you two were getting along.”
“Well, she is my mother-in-law, of course, I will support her,” Arjun put her arm around Madhuri’s shoulders again “but let’s just talk about the business for the moment.”
“For me they are both integral, honey.” Kiara said “I think the business needs you or it will fall into the hands of evil people and mumma needs you as well.”
“You are such a lovely daughter.” Madhuri smiled “Always my favourite.”
“No, your real favourite is coming now.” Kiara grinned “See, Rakul is walking this way.”
Madhuri sighed.
Chapter 4 – Rakul Needs Something
“Arjun, I need your help.” Rakul said as soon as she came up.
“Sure, take a seat.” Arjun invited.
“Ummm, can we talk in private?” Rakul said.
Madhuri rolled her eyes secretly at Kiara. Kiara smiled and didn’t say anything.
“Sure.” Arjun got up.
Rakul led Arjun away from the lawn towards the garden. Like all of Madhuri’s children, Rakul was also a gorgeous girl with a slim, shapely body, beautiful legs and shapely, firm breasts. She had a longish face that had a sweet charm, especially her pouty lips that men seemed to want to stare at. Right now she was wearing a thin, cotton tank dress that was short enough to show her long, shapely legs fully. It was not skintight but clung to her young, slender body in a way that showed that she was not wearing anything under it.
“Yes, darling, how can I help you?” Arjun turned to her “I mean, Rakul. Sorry.”
“No, no, it’s ok.” Rakul stepped closer and smiled sweetly at him “You are my brother-in-law, after all. And saali aadhi gharwali, right?”
Arjun smiled seeing her attempt at flirting and nodded “Of course, and when she is a saali like you, well..”
That was apparently the right tack to take as Rakul smiled and played with his shirt button “Arjun, do you think I am pretty?”
“No, darling,” Arjun paused half a second then added “you are gorgeous!”
Rakul smiled “Thank you. Well, you know what I do, right?”
“Only that you are an artist.” Arjun said.
That pleased her and she nodded “Yes, yes. I am. But Arjun, nobody takes me seriously because I have not been able to sell any of my paintings.”
“It’s not an easy thing to do, but that doesn’t define you as an artist.” Arjun said.
Rakul’s smile was evidence that Arjun was saying all the right things. She stepped even closer and let her young, hot body brush lightly on his body as she put her hand on his shoulder.
“You have to help me, Arjun.”
“Sure, what can I do?”
“I have found out that even for selling your work, you need to build an audience, you know, like social media?” Rakul looked up at him “And I am completely inept at it. I was hoping you could help me?”
“With social media?”
“Advani Group have an advertising agency, no? And you have your own.” She said “Who will know better than you how to build your brand? I need your help, Arjun, please?”
He nodded “Yes, I get what you mean. I have some ideas. We can sit down sometime and talk them through.”
“What kind of ideas?” Rakul’s eyes glinted with excitement.
“Like, setting you up in a studio away from this mansion, doing an artist’s profile on you, and building a calendar of your content to post on social media.” He said “I know some influencers who could work with you and do the social media part while you focus on your art.”
“Oh, Arjun, that sounds so awesome!” Rakul nodded several times “Please, will you do that for me? Just take me under your hand and guide me?”
“It would be my pleasure.” He nodded.
“And Arjun, don’t think I will just be a drag on you.” She looked meaningfully into his eyes “If you will help me I will also be a good girl.”
“In what way?” he said though he could guess.
“Arjun, I am an artist,” Rakul put her arms around his neck “I don’t have the hang-ups that normal people do.”
“What kind of hang-ups?” he wrapped his arms around her waist and Rakul easily moved into his embrace.
“Like, making friends with married men, or hanging out with your sister’s husband.” She pushed forward and as Arjun’s back pressed on a tree, she pressed her young, supple body against him “If you and I get along, we just get along.”
“Well, as you said,” He smiled and rubbed her bare back in that backless dress “saali aadhi gharwali.”
[Sister-in-law is half wife.]
Rakul pressed her tits on his chest and leaned in until her breath was playing on his lips “Aadhi se aage badh sakte ho.”
[You can consider me more than half.]
“Kitna?” He said, lowering his hands on her hips but not quite grabbing her butt.
[How much more?]
“Poora.” She tilted her head and pressed her young, soft lips on his lips, kissing him with the eager impatience of youth.
[Full.]
Arjun squeezed her ass as he kissed her back. She fought his tongue with hers, crushing her lips on his lips and kissing him eagerly. She moaned as he squeezed her body in his strong arms and left herself in his hands.
“Mmmm, god, you are a hot kisser.” She panted and looked at him.
“You were telling me about those hang-ups.” He smiled and kept kneading her tight ass cheeks in her thin dress.
“No hang-ups, baby.” Rakul kept her face close to his “When you are at my studio, helping me with my stuff, you can just sleep there, in my bedroom.”
“Only in your bedroom?” He raised his eyebrow.
“I mean, in my bed, baby.” She said.
“Only in your bed?” he said.
“Then?” She frowned “Where do you want to sleep?”
“In you.” He said.
“Mmmm, I like how you think.” Rakul pressed her pussy on his hard cock and said “You will sleep in me, baby, every time. I promise.”
They kissed again. This time Arjun pushed his tongue into her mouth and Rakul surrender her tongue to his. She moaned as he fucked her hot mouth in and out with his tongue. She drank his saliva as it flowed into her mouth and crushed her body on his solid, manly body in a clingy, needy way. They were still sucking each other’s tongues when two cars drove through the mansion gates and the sounds came to them.
Arjun broke the kiss “It’s a busy day today. We will talk again about this properly.”
“Sure, but,” Rakul kept her arms around his neck “promise me you will take me in your hand.”
“I just did, darling.” Arjun squeezed her tight, firm ass cheeks hard.
“Mmmm.” Rakul leaned in and kissed his cheek “I can see why Kiara is crazy about you.”
Chapter 5 – Madhuri Takes Guidance
Arjun was on the lawn, giving instructions to some workers, a few of the family members were also around him when Madhuri came to him.
She stood in front of him and said softly “Arjun?”
He finished talking to the servant then looked at her “Ji?”
“Kya pehnoon?” She asked with a sweet, innocent expression.
[What should I wear?]
Arjun thought then nodded. He took her hand and took her inside the house. Madhuri went with him. He took her to her room and to her wardrobe. While he opened the sliding doors, Madhuri removed her clothes. He pulled out a light-coloured saree and noticed that she was naked. He raised his eyebrows.
“What? I will be shy with you now?” She said.
Arjun nodded “Alright. This saree.”
“Ok.” Madhuri said.
He looked through her blouses and brought out a light-coloured tank blouse with no back.
“This is backless, Arjun.” She said.
“You only have backless blouses.” He said.
“I can borrow a normal blouse from someone else, like Katrina has some maybe?”
He looked at her as he shook his head “No, don’t borrow. Be yourself. You are grieving, that’s your grief. You are what you are, and if the world cannot accept you as you are, then let them go to hell.”
“Aww,” Madhuri hugged him. She squeezed him in her arms and said in his ear “this is why I love you, you get me like nobody else.”
He squeezed her in his arms, rubbing her smooth, naked body slowly up and down “I know you are being all sweet but you are naked in my arms, it’s making me hard.”
Madhuri looked up at him “To daal do, baby. Chodne ke liye to kabhi mana nahin hai na.”
[So, put your dick in me. I will never say no when you want to fuck me.]
He smiled and let her out of his arms “No, darling, we both have a lot to do today.”
“To shaam ko loge?” She said looking into his eyes with an innocent expression..
[You will fuck me in the evening then?]
He shook his head “We will see. Right now, let’s focus on getting you ready.”
“Ji.” Madhuri nodded “Micromini?”
“No, petticoat today.” He said. He reached into the closet and picked a thin petticoat for her.
“Ok.” Madhuri nodded “Panties?”
“None.” He said.
“Ji,” she nodded “but why?”
He looked at her and lifted her chin “Because underneath the respectable saree, you are still my girl, my possession, my whore, and my whore doesn’t wear panties.”
“Ji,” Madhuri smiled a sweet smile “as you say.”
“Wear three inch heels today, not whore heels, ok?”
“I will follow your command, my love.” Madhuri said.
He pulled her close and squeezed her naked, tight ass “Get dressed, I will send Kiara to help with your make-up.”
“Thank you.” Madhuri kissed his cheek.
Arjun was trying to think of other things to get his erection down as he exited her room.
Chapter 6 – Shweta Has a Plan
The big car entered the mansion driveway slowly. There were cars everywhere and people. Inside the car, Shweta Tiwari looked at her daughter and said “Palak, you need to be alert today. This is a very important day for us.”
“Ji, mumma.” The pretty young girl nodded “Will I meet the new boss?”
“No, it’s not yet time for that. I need to meet him first.” Shweta said “And I am not sure I want him to see you like this.”
“But mumma, what’s wrong with my clothes?” She pouted.
“Shorts? You are wearing shorts today?”
“Mumma, you said to always dress to show off my legs and tits, even in the office.”
“There is a way to show them, Palak.” Shweta said “A nice, short skirt would have looked cute and sexy. These tiny jeans shorts, you look like you are going for a picnic with your friends.”
“Sorry, mumma.” Palak said “You are also not wearing a micromini today like you usually do.”
“I am older, I need to dress mature.” Shweta said “I would have really liked him to see me for the first time in a tiny tube dress but at this occasion, I can’t. That’s why I need to invite him and make sure to meet him properly, more privately soon.”
Shweta was wearing a lovely chiffon saree that showed her deep cleavage in a tiny tank blouse. She looked stunning.
“Will I meet him then, mumma?” Palak asked.
“No, I will introduce you only when I have my place with him.” Shweta said “These things are tricky, Palak. People already accuse me of nepotism for having my daughter work for me. I need to move very carefully.”
“But, mumma, I want to be a model.” Palak whined “I am stuck being a secretary, I don’t even want that job.”
“You are lucky to be on the inside in Advani Group and you need to learn the business. I told you I will see about having you model as well.”
“It’s been a year already, mumma.” Palak said “I have forgotten half of what I learnt at the model academy.”
“The most important thing you need to remember is to keep your legs open.” Shweta said “Anyway, things will change when the new boss takes charge.”
“When will I meet him, mumma?”
“Soon.”
“Ok, I will make sure to dress right for him.”
“I will guide you myself, but,” Shweta sighed “what you need is a strong, dominant man taking you in hand and training you properly.”
“My boyfriend is pretty dom, mumma.”
“Yeah, spanking your ass when he is fucking your pussy is not what I had in mind.” Shweta said “A real man can - oh, we are here. Now, watch for him, Palak and let me know when there is a chance to get him alone, ok? Be alert.”
“Ji, mumma.”
Chapter 7 – Arjun Has a Busy Day
It did prove to be a long and hectic day as Arjun had predicted. He was at the centre of everything and everybody wanted to ask him something. Madhuri was also in the centre of everything but in a more public way. She made all choices with Arjun’s advice and didn’t do anything without asking him first. She didn’t care if people in her family noticed it.
But the day was rough for everybody, not so much saddening as exhausting. The Hindu ritual of the thirteenth day of death is not always exactly on the thirteenth day as it’s decided by the pundits using the lunar calendar. It involved organising a feast for many Brahmins, giving religious donations and many religious rituals. Kiara had added to that by involving two social work organisations, one of them took care of the surplus food and one arranged for Madhuri to donate clothes to the needy. There is never a shortage of needy people in this world and Kiara had a soft heart who felt for everyone. Arjun appreciated her sensitive nature and always supported her in all her endeavours.
Madhuri was in the process of giving clothes to the needy when one of the servants came and said that reporters wanted to interview her.
“Tell them that I am busy and can’t -“ Madhuri said.
“No,” Arjun interrupted “you will see them today.”
“Ji.” Madhuri accepted without question “Have them sit in the front room,” she told the servant “I will be there.”
After the servant went, Madhuri said to Arjun “I will need you by my side.”
“I will be there with you the whole time.” He said.
He took her aside and coached her for five minutes. Then they went to the front room where Madhuri and Sanjay had had press conferences before. Madhuri gave a brief statement then answered a few questions. Her message was clear - the family was suffering the loss of its head but they were holding on with each other’s support. Madhuri was glad to have her family around her. The business that Sanjay had fed with his sweat and blood will continue. She didn’t say who will take Sanjay’s place. After a few questions, Arjun cut it short pleading a busy schedule with the day’s activities. He led Madhuri out.
Chapter 8 – Shweta Introduces Herself
Arjun was extremely busy that day as he had expected. Something like this was a big event even in a normal family, here he had to deal with news reporters on top of everything else. He only got a chance to take a bathroom break when he got out of the room with the reporters and did not have anybody calling his name from any direction.
He was coming out of the bathroom and about to go to the living room in search of Madhuri when he passed a stunningly beautiful woman in the corridor. He naturally slowed down to check her out.
She was a mature woman, maybe somewhere in the late thirties or early forties but she had a figure like a gorgeous actress and she knew it because she was dressed to show it off. As befitted the sombreness of the occasion she was wearing a saree in a light colour but her saree was tied well below the navel and it was transparent enough to show her fair skin as well as her navel. Her blouse was a work of art in the way it looked classy while covering a bare minimum of her body. Her big, heavy breasts were supported well by the skimpy, tank blouse but they looked like they might spill out of the tiny garment any moment. The back of the blouse was fully bare save for two tiny straps. A bra in that little blouse would be impossible. Her heavy tits were sagging visibly in the thin little blouse and were spectacular enough to make any man lick his lips.
The way her long legs were peeking out of the sheer saree when she walked, it was evident that she was not wearing a petticoat but using one of those micromini type garment to hold her saree pleats that fashionable, sexy ladies use quite often. Her shoes were six inch high pumps and the ease with which she was walking on them quite clearly showed that she was used to walking on even higher heels.
Her make-up was tastefully applied but she didn’t need much anyway with the sweet, gorgeous features she had. She looked at Arjun as he approached and her red lips parted in a soft smile. Arjun wondered if he should approach her but remembered that he did have a lot to do.
But she addressed him just as he was about to pass by “Excuse me?”
“Yes?” Arjun was only too glad to stop “If you are looking for the bathroom, it’s just that door.”
“Well, I am looking for Mr. Arjun Saxena.” Her smiled was the perfect blend of amusement and seduction.
“I am Arjun,” he said “how can I help you?”
“Oh, hi, Mr. Arjun,” She offered her hand “I am Shweta Tiwari. Can I talk to you for five minutes? In private?”
“Sure.” Arjun looked around “There are people everywhere today…”
“Well, how about…?” Shweta pointed to the bathroom door that he had come out of.
“Are you sure?”
“It’s the most private.” Shweta smiled.
“Ok.” Arjun led her back to the bathroom.
Shweta entered behind him and calmly locked the door from inside. The bathroom was big but it was still a bathroom. Arjun was acutely aware of her perfume and her feminine smell. Her sheer saree looked even more transparent at close range. He could see the deep valley of her big, naturally sagging breasts in her deep-neck blouse and the shape of those fleshy mounds pressing against the thin fabric. Standing so close to her he could even see that her nipples were poking in the little blouse very clearly. She stood with her back to the door and smiled at him, letting him check her out at his leisure so he would know what a dish she was.
“Mr. Arjun, Sir,” she started “I am Shweta Tiwari. I am the vice president of Administration in Advani Group of Companies. Sir, I like to shoot straight and not try to fool people with a lot of clever, roundabout, political machinations.”
“Good.” He nodded “I can appreciate the direct approach.”
“I was hoping that you would. For example,” she smiled “you are younger than me but I am calling you Sir to let you know that I know and acknowledge your authority.”
“You can call me Arjun, if you like.” He said.
“No, I do like a man in authority,” she smiled a sweet, seductive smile “all women do, I think.”
“But I don’t really have any authority over you, not yet, anyway.” He said.
“You will, soon, I am sure.” She said “And that’s my reason for taking your time on this busy day. Sir, I would like to have a chance to get to know you, and at the same time, to let you get to know me.”
“To get to know me as your boss?” he said “But like I said -“
“My potential boss, then.” She smiled “I would like to spend some time with you.”
“Alright, shall we schedule a meeting with your department?” he said “Or were you thinking more of a lunch?”
“Sir, I was thinking,” She stepped closer and put her hand on his chest “more of a dinner. Just you and me.”
Even though she was talking about just dinner, her eyes were inviting him for much more.
“Ms. Tiwari, lunch is -“
“Please! Call me Shweta.” She smiled and while playing with his shirt button somehow managed to pull him with her so that she was again pressing back on the door but now he was standing next to her, his body brushing lightly on her soft, warm body.
He put his hand on the door just above her left shoulder and leaned in, his tall body dominating her gorgeous, slender form, his eyes looking intimately deep into her eyes as he smiled softly “Shweta darling, a lunch can be called a working lunch, but a dinner has certain different connotations.”
“What connotations are those?” She was well aware of his masculine presence dominating her and her breasts were heaving visibly in her deep blouse.
“It has overtones of intimacy, for one thing.” He said, letting his eyes move over her beautiful, shapely body before coming back to her eyes.
She met his eyes bravely “I see nothing wrong in having a certain intimacy with someone under whom I will be working closely.”
“But don’t you think it could be dangerous?” he moved forward without thinking and his thigh rubbed on her smooth thigh.
Shweta moved her leg, opening her legs subtly but seductively, letting his thigh rub on her upper thigh from the inside. She looked up at him “I am not a tease, Arjun.” she let her pallu drop on her forearm, baring her delectable cleavage fully “When I want a dinner with you to let you get to know me, I do expect you to want to know me, intimately.”
“Then it’s safe to say....” Arjun slowly ran his finger from her neck down her chest and stopped when his fingertip was so deep in her cleavage that he could feel the pressure of her soft, warm tits on his finger from both sides “that it will be a dinner date, not a meeting.”
“Will it be more intimate,” Shweta didn’t look at his finger and didn’t do anything to stop him “if we called it a date?”
“Much more intimate.” He nodded and let the back of his finger rub slowly along the curve of one half-bared breast, then the other.
Shweta moved her thigh to push his leg subtly which made his thigh press between her legs, but she kept her eyes in his as she said “Then let’s please call it a date, if you would allow me?”
“Would you be comfortable with that much intimacy?” he moved his leg slightly and his thigh pressed right on her pussy mound in that thin saree.
“I would welcome that much intimacy with my boss,” she moved her hips and rubbed her pussy on his thigh “and more.”
“Don’t you think it will raise many questions though?” he was rock hard right now and he was aware that she was rubbing his dick slowly with her warm, smooth thigh.
“And we may enjoy finding the answers together,” she put her arms around his neck and kept her eyes in his “in a very intimate atmosphere.”
“You have some very tempting ideas.” He said, letting his thigh press just a little harder on her pussy.
“Mmmm.” Shweta moaned as his movement sent a hot current up her spine “Because I want to tempt you into giving me that date.”
“Just with your words?” He looked challengingly in her eyes.
Shweta lifted her blouse strap with her finger “The words are a starting point, I have other weapons in my arsenal.”
“Let’s see what you have.” Arjun nodded.
Shweta slipped her right strap over her shoulder, baring her full, firm breast, her nipple erect like a gunpoint with arousal.
Arjun took her left strap in his finger and slid it over her shoulder “Some things must be admired in pairs.”
Shweta smiled “And what do you think of my guns now?”
“Quite big and formidable.” He smiled.
“Are you tempted now?” She pushed her chest up. Her big, heavy tits looked spectacular in their naked glory.
He wrapped his fingers around her full, fleshy mounds and squeezed them firmly “Very much.”
“Mmmmm.” Shweta moaned as he kneaded her breasts hard in his strong fingers “Do I get that date?”
“Tell me, will you wear a saree like this for our date?” he said.
“What I wear will depend on my boss’ preference.” She looked up at him.
“Your boss’ preference for his girls maybe quite slutty.” He smiled and let his hands play with her breasts, not being very gentle when he squeezed them.
“Oh.” Shweta gasped as her pussy throbbed with his teasing “Why do you think that your girl cannot meet your expectations in sluttiness?” She made no effort to stop him from teasing and torturing her breasts.
“A gorgeous beauty like you…” He rubbed her hard nipple with his thumb “I would like to see you in something much more accessible - something short, open and daring, something that will catch the eye and whet the appetite.”
“I have quite a few dresses like that.” Shweta nodded “I think I will be able to please my boss.”
“Did you throw away the panties that came with them,” he looked at her “or will you do that before our date?”
”No smart slut ruins a beautiful slut dress with panties, Sir.” She smiled.
“Good girl.” He nodded. “And do you have the whore heels to go with them?”
“Of course Sir,” she nodded “a slut dress is incomplete without whore heels. Would you prefer eight inches or nine inch heels on your slut?”
“A gorgeous, classy woman, walking into a posh place in a super short, backless micromini dress wearing nine inch whore heels and no panties….that would be quite a sight.”
“If I promise you that sight, sound, smell, touch, everything…” she rubbed her thigh on his cock “Would you grant me that date?”
He nodded “It’s a deal.”
“Thank you.” Shweta said “Maybe a token of good faith to seal the deal…?”
She turned her face up. Arjun pressed his lips on hers and kissed her firmly like it was his right to taste this goddess of feminine beauty. She parted her lips and accepted his tongue in her mouth. He explored her hot, sweet mouth with his tongue. She moaned and wrapped her arms around him, letting him fuck her mouth with his tongue while she drank his saliva.
“Mmmm, you are making me so eager for that date.” She kept her arms around his neck and her face close to his “Tell me when will you take me? I mean when will you take me out?”
Arjun put his arms around her waist and pressed her close, his hands caressing her bare back and pressing her in so her soft, full tits were flattened on his chest. She showed no resistance as his hands caressed her smooth, half-naked body. He moved his hands up and kept her in a tight embrace as he looked in her eyes “I would not have expected a classy looking woman like you could be such a naughty girl as well.”
“Naughty girl only to keep you interested,” she smile and took his hand in her hand, she moved his hand down to her butt and smiled sweetly at him “otherwise fully obedient and available for my boss.”
“And accessible like I said?” He squeezed her firm, shapely ass in that saree and could feel keep his dick from throbbing as he felt how tight she was.
“Mmmm, fully accessible, Sir.” Shweta squirmed in his arms, grinding her tits on his chest “I will make sure to satisfy you, I mean, your requirements.”
“Let’s have our date on Friday,” He continued playing boldly with her body and liked her submissive response “so that you have the next for recovery if the date gets a bit rough.”
“Oh!” Shweta almost gasped and looked at him “The date might get rough?”
“You said you want to get to know me,” Arjun kept his right hand on her butt and brushed her from her face with his left hand, keeping her intimately close “then things may get quite rough.”
Her arousal was evident as Shweta ground her pussy shamelessly on his cock “I…I would quite like that.” Her breath was coming in ragged and she was trembling in his arms “How…how rough will things get?”
Suddenly Arjun turned her around, passed his arm around her to grab her tits and squeezed them hard as he pulled her close to him, his thick, hard cock grinding right between her ass cheeks.
He leaned in close and kissed her neck “How rough can you handle?”
“Mmmmmm.” Shweta let out a long moan as her pussy tingled hard and her tits pulsed in his hands. She pressed her ass back on his cock “I…I can handle quite rough, Sir.”
“They will get just a little more rough than that.” He bit her neck and humped her ass through the clothes.
“Mmmm, god, yes!” Shweta gasped “Can…do we..mmmm….Sir, do you have to wait till Friday? That’s a week away. Can’t we have the date sooner?”
“You can’t wait a week for such an important date?” He kept kneading her tits hard and Shweta moaned as his fingers mauled her hot, fleshy mounds.
She took his hand from her breast and slipped it inside her saree right between her legs “Does it look like I can wait at all?”
Arjun squeezed her hot, moist pussy “I told you, you may need a day or recovery.”
“I will take a day off after our date.” She tilted her head back and kissed his cheek “Please?”
Arjun pressed his lips on hers and kissed her hard. Shweta cooperated fully and sucked his tongue while grinding her ass on his cock. Arjun humped her ass and kneaded her breasts while rubbing and squeezing her hot, bare, wet pussy. Shweta felt like she might cum in another second if things kept getting hot like this.
“There is a lot going on here, darling,” he continued playing with her gorgeous body even after they broke the passionately hot kiss “and once I take possession of you, I will keep you in my possession.”
Shweta didn’t know whether to correct his presumption that she wanted to be his possession or tell him to take her in his possession sooner. While she was torn between the two choices someone knocked on the bathroom door.
“Hello? Is someone in there?” A female voice “Please? I really need to go!”
Shweta looked at Arjun. He nodded.
“Just a minute, dear. I will be right out.” Shweta said.
“Thank you.” The girl outside said.
Shweta adjusted her clothes and kissed Arjun on the cheek “Accessible, next time,” she whispered “I promise.”
He smiled. Shweta opened the door and came out. Arjun followed her out.
“Oh, I am so sorry, Sir.” Priyanka Chopra said “I had to go. I am sorry, I didn’t know you were in there. Damn, I am so sorry interrupted you.”
Shweta went her way without waiting for any of it.
Arjun smiled “It’s ok, sweetheart.”
“Please! Let me apologise to you properly, on my knees.” Priyanka looked in his eyes.
“Don’t you need to go?” Arjun said.
“Yes, but..” Priyanka seemed torn between going to the bathroom and sucking Arjun’s dick.
“I will let you apologise on your knees later.” He winked.
“Thank you, Sir. Thank you so much.” Priyanka went into the bathroom and Arjun went out to the living room to get involved in the day’s activities again.
Chapter 9 – Priyanka Chopra Apologises
Priyanka Chopra was also involved in everything. She had come back in a light pink saree and backless halter blouse with moderate heels. She was helping with things and trying to show Arjun that she was his good, obedient girl no matter what he needed. Whenever there was a chance in even partial privacy Priyanka took the opportunity to flirt with Arjun physically or verbally. She had hinted a few times that she was ready to apologise on her knees whenever he wanted.
Once when they were both going up the stairs to being more blankets and clothes to donate, she said innocently “You think this railing can take it if you bent me over and drilled my ass hard like you do?”
Arjun grinned and said “Can you take it?”
She winked “Only one way to find out.”
In the store room, Priyanka closed the door and stood with her back to the wall. She lowered her pallu and looked at him “I am dying for your touch.”
Arjun grabbed her tits and crushed them hard as he kissed her. She pressed her lips on his and drank his saliva, moaning into his mouth while he made her breasts hurt in a way that made her pussy flood with juices.
“Jab, jahan bhi leni ho, bata dena,” Priyanka panted and caressed his cheek “aaraam se de doongi.”
[When and where you want to fuck me, just tell me, I will spread for you easily. ]
He smiled “On your knees.”
“Mmmm, yes, baby.” Priyanka showed no hesitation in lowering herself to her knees.
Arjun opened his zip, pulled his cock out and pushed it into Priyanka’s open mouth. As she started sucking his cock, he untied the straps of her blouse and took it off. Priyanka focused only on sucking his cock into her hot, wet mouth, massaging the underside of his meaty shaft with her tongue.
He pulled a chair to him and sat down on the edge, keeping his legs open. He grabbed her hair and jerked her head up, making her look up into his eyes. Priyanka moaned as his roughness made her pussy tingle. She wrapped her lips around his meatpole and sucked it hard, looking up into his eyes with submission.
Lifting his hand, Arjun slapped her breast hard, making a loud noise in the small room. Priyanka whimpered and squirmed on her knees as his slap sent a hot current into her body. Her pussy was getting wet very quickly. He slapped her right breast this time and again, Priyanka whimpered even louder as her body felt the heat of the blow on her breast spread down into her body, making her pussy throb like crazy.
“You are a fucktoy, do you not understand that?” Arjun jerked her hair and slapped her left breast this time “You are only good for use and abuse.”
Priyanka squirmed even harder, her pussy was itching deep inside, she could feel her tits get warm but her pussy was getting even hotter. She looked up at him with moist eyes and tried to suck his cock while he played with her roughly.
This time he slapped her face and told her “You are worthless except as a fucktoy. Learn that and remember that!” She moaned and then moaned again as he slapped her tits. Her whole body was on fire and she could feel that he was enjoying using and abusing her because his cock was hard like a steel rod in her mouth. She could not take it fully deep into her mouth. Her soft, red lips were wrapped tight around his massive beast and it was keeping her mouth open to the limit.
“Deeper, cunt!” He slapped her gorgeous face again and jammed his cock deeper into her mouth hitting the back of her throat. She was still trying to breathe when he reached down with both hands and crushed her soft, full tits hard until she moaned with the hot pain flooding her body. He leaned down and whispered “Just a fuckmeat, nothing more!”
Sucking his cock was exciting enough to make her wet, his slaps were making her body tremble with excitement but his verbal degradation was totally driving her crazy.
“Ungh!” Priyanka trembled all over her pussy exploded in her saree.
Arjun kept her hair in his grip, pulled his cock out of her mouth, stepped back and let his cock erupt in her face. Priyanka whimpered and squirmed as her pussy spiked while he sprayed her face, chest and tits in his hot, sticky cum.
He grabbed her hair again and made her look up at him “Rub it in.”
She moaned an assent and started rubbing his cum into her its. Arjun kept her in his grip and started rubbing his cum into her beautiful face. Priyanka whimpered as he painted her lovely features in his creamy cum. Her pussy was still tingling. She took his cock in her mouth and started sucking him clean, keeping her eyes in his.
Two minutes later, they were going down the stairs with loads of blankets and Priyanka was trying to catch her breath and wondering if her cum had stained her saree. She could smell his cum on her skin though it was not visible and she wondered if others would be able to smell it as well.
She smiled at him and said “Thank you, Arjun.”
Chapter 10 – Madhuri Needs Comfort
The result of the day’s hectic activity was that everybody was exhausted by the evening, at least those, who had been active. Arjun was on top in this list. It was a very weary Arjun who slumped down on the sofa in the living room and leaned back, closing his eyes to rest his mind.
When Madhuri entered the living room, he knew her from her smell. He opened his eyes. Madhuri came to him. She was feeling tired both physically and emotionally. He put his arm around her and she cuddled up to him. She pressed her face in the crook of his neck and snuggled up close like a bird seeking refuge in her nest from the rain.
A few minutes later, Kiara entered the living room and found them like that in a tight, quiet embrace. She walked up behind Madhuri and stroked her head “Poor mumma. This has been a hard day for you. It’s over now, mumma. You can relax. We are here with you.”
Kiara walked around Madhuri and sat down on Arjun’s left. She took Arjun’s left hand and caressed it gently in quiet support without saying a word. He smiled and kissed her softly.
After a few minutes, Madhuri lifted her head slightly and said “Please, Arjun, sleep with me tonight. I can’t bear to sleep alone tonight.”
“Kiara can sleep with you tonight, Sasu Maa.” Arjun suggested.
“No, baby,” Kiara squeezed his hand “you sleep with her tonight. She needs you.”
“Are you sure?” Arjun looked at her.
“Yes, my love,” Kiara smiled her sweet smile “she needs a strong man to hold her and comfort her. She needs you in her bed tonight.”
“Ok.” Arjun nodded.
“Thank you, Kiara.” Madhuri reached out and squeezed her hand.
“You are welcome, mumma.” Kiara said “And baby, none of this Sasu Maa business. Call her Madhu like you have been doing. She likes it, and I also like it.”
Madhuri looked at her “You do?”
“I love it that you two are so close.” Kiara smiled “It fills my heart with joy that my husband can take care of my wonderful mumma.”
Arjun squeezed them both to him and both the girls rested their heads on his chest, finding comfort in his strength.
Chapter 11 – Comforting Madhuri
Arjun’s phone beeped just as he was entering Madhuri’s bedroom. He looked at it. It was a message from Priyanka Chopra.
“Thank you so much for today, Arjun.” She had written “It was wonderful what you did to me. Please, baby, I am your bitch. Please know that you can trust me completely. Main aap ki kutiya hoon, poori tarah aap ki paltu kutiya. Aap jo bologe main karoongi. Please, mujhe apne kabze mein rakh lo.”
[I am your bitch, fully your pet bitch. I will do anything you tell me. Please, take me in your possession. ]
Arjun put the phone away without replying and looked at Madhuri who was already in bed.
“Have you brushed your teeth?” She smiled “Are you ready for bed?”
“Yes, I am. Are you?” He walked to the bed.
“Very much ready.” Madhuri lifted the covers to show him that she was fully naked.
“You want to sleep naked?” Arjun said.
“Arjun, don’t be silly.” Madhuri said “You are not just going to sleep with me tonight, you are going sleep inside me, like you have done before.”
“I thought you didn’t want to be my possession?” Arjun said while taking his clothes off.
“Come on, Arjun, I told you na, baby,” Madhuri patted the bed for him to join her “chodne mein koi problem thodi hai. Whenever you get a chance, you will nail me, we agreed on that.”
[There is no restriction on you fucking me.]
“I see and tonight is the chance?” He got in bed and faced her.
“Of course, and Arjun, I do really need you tonight.” She said looking in his eyes seriously.
“You do?”
“Baby, I am not acting, it’s not like none of this affects me.” She nodded “I am sad today and I want to forget all about real life. Like you said, if you live with the intense grief too long, it will drive you insane. I don’t want to lose my sanity, and you are the best person to make me forget everything.”
“Hmmm.” He nodded.
“Come, Arjun,” Madhuri laid down on her back “take me. Overwhelm me like you do. Conquer me, darling.”
Arjun got on top of her. His cock was rock hard and erect. Being near her, seeing her gorgeous body naked, smelling her feminine fragrance, it could make any man erect in a second, Arjun was only human. Madhuri reached down and held his thick, meaty shaft in her head.
She guided it to her pussy hole “Come in, Arjun, and take possession of this weak nation of Madhuri. Conquer it. Plant your flag there.”
“It seems like a beautiful country to me,” he said and pushed up with his hips “amazingly rich in natural beauty.”
“Ah!” Madhuri cried out as his cock hurt going in. She blinked to keep her tears from dripping. It took her a minute to absorb that pain. She caressed his cheek “My body had forgotten how wonderfully painful you are.”
Arjun pushed up again, sinking another couple of inches into her tight cunt “I will remind you everything.”
Madhuri pushed her fingers into his hair and pulled him down over her. She kissed his cheek and sucked his neck, clinging to him in the most needy, desperate way. His cock was going in and out of her hot, wet pussy and Madhuri was feeling that same wonderful feeling being in his power. The way he could split her apart with his fat, hard cock took Madhuri’s breath away. She moaned in his ear and pressed her tits into his chest, finding excitement in his chest grinding on her tits.
“Yes, baby, yes, fuck your whore.” She pleaded and moved her ass up as her body got incredibly hot “Le lo, baby. Chodo apni kutiya bana ke.”
[Fuck me, baby. Fuck me like your bitch.]
“But you don’t want to be my bitch now, Madhu.” He looked at her.
“Mmmmm, cone on, Arjun, don’t be like that.” She tried to talk while her body was right on the edge “Baby, tum chodoge apni kutiya ki tarah hi na? Tum nahin tab bhi tumhara lund to mera maalik hai na?”
[Baby, when you fuck me, you will nail me like your bitch, isn't it? You might not be but your dick is still my owner, no?]
It didn’t make any sense to Arjun, but the way she was talking, it was blowing his mind. Madhuri was a woman who oozed grace and charm. She was a classy beauty that mesmerised people with her elegance even when people knew that every actress is a whore in real life. Her elegance and grace had grown immeasurably with age. Now she was this unapproachable goddess that people could worship, they could lust for her but not touch. And this goddess was begging Arjun to fuck her like a whore.
He jammed his cock deep into her cunt, intent on showing her what she was going to miss by not becoming his property. He drilled her hard with long, forceful strokes using his cock to break this stunning woman and stake his claim on her incredible body by first claiming her vagina.
“Oh, Arjun!” Madhuri screamed as her pussy exploded so hard that the whole room spun in front of her eyes. She clung to his strong, masculine body and soaked his cock in her cum while he destroyed her pussy with long, forcefully deep thrusts.
“Mera lund tumhara maalik hai?” He said in her ear as he drove his cock deep into her cunt like a beast.
[My dick is your owner?]
“Haan, baby.” Madhuri whimpered, her pussy pulsing so hard he could feel her heartbeat in it.
[Yes, baby.]
“Aur tum kya ho?” He sucked her breast then looked in her eyes.
[And what are you?]
“Tumhari kutiya.” Madhuri met his gaze bravely “Tumhare lund ki ghulam.”
[Your bitch. A slave to your cock.]
“Really?” he kissed her jawline then below it “Different in the morning, and totally different at night?”
“Baby, mmmm, that’s different,” Madhuri moaned “that’s practical, this is emotional. Jab tumhara lund mere andar hota hai to main tumhari kutiya hoti hoon. That’s the truth of my life, Arjun, that won’t change.”
[When your dick is in me, I am your bitch.]
Her submission always excited Arjun. Today after this morning’s conversation, it excited him even more. He drilled her hard, using his force to demolish her pussy with long, powerful strokes, feeling her soft, luxurious warmth around his throbbing cock.
Madhuri arched her back as his cock excited her by its sheer force and dominance. Her pussy was getting hot again and her screams were getting so loud that she wasn’t even aware of it. He touched his lips to her ear and whispered “You belong to this cock, Madhu, you have no way out.”