Aspiring Beauty 4: Desperate Is the New Sexy
Korben Hunter
Aspiring Beauty 4
Desperate is the New Sexy
Korben Hunter
© Korben Hunter, 2024
Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Romeo is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the film industry he works in is a figment of imagination, the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
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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.
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.
Table of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Mehreen Meets Romeo
Chapter 2 – Mehreen Accepts Her Fate
Chapter 3 – Mehreen Gets Free Advice
Chapter 4 – Mehreen Earns Approval
Chapter 5 – Drama At the Red Carpet
Chapter 6 – Mehreen Breaks Tammy
Chapter 7 – Sonal Poses for a Photo
Chapter 8 – Tammy is Frustrated
Chapter 9 – Sonal Behaves Well
Chapter 10 – Tammy Gives It Another Try
Chapter 11 – Urvashi Brings New Pieces
Chapter 12 – Shriya is Eager
Chapter 13 – Tammy Loves to Pose
Chapter 14 – Amala Has an Offer
Chapter 15 – Ruhi is Casual Release
Chapter 16 – Nikita Gives Late Night Counsel
Chapter 17 – Jahnvi Acts on Impulse
Chapter 18 – Romeo Takes a Call and More
Chapter 19 – Tammy Takes the Chance
Chapter 20 – Tammy Gives It Her All
Chapter 21 – Introducing Nabha Natesh
Chapter 22 – Nabha Forgets the Clock
Chapter 23 – Nabha Comes Back to Reality
Chapter 24 – Mehreen Has a Hole Card
Chapter 25 – Manushi is Sleepless
Chapter 26 – Mrunal Gets a Quick Chance
Chapter 27 – Watching a Movie Romeo Style
Chapter 28 – Shriya Gets the Golden Moment
Chapter 29 – Manushi is Proud
Chapter 30 – Manushi Learns to Compromise
Chapter 31 – Manushi is Ecstatic
Chapter 32 – Manushi Wants More
Chapter 33 – Packing Ruhi Up
Chapter 34 – Romeo Says Farewell
My Other Books
Introduction
Although technically this book is still part of the Manushi Reboot series, actually, it’s a completely new book. It fits in that timeline but it doesn’t have any pre-written material taken from the original series. This book is all about Romeo’s Sunday evening and the new people he meets.
It was not a hard book to write but it took a long time to finish because of my other commitments. I think the end result is worth the wait. While you will be real judge of how good the book has turned out, I am quite happy with the way that this has gone. It has some of the hottest, most intense sex scenes that I have written and while the Romeo series is not known for its realism, I have tried to keep things realistic for the sake of drama, but that ‘realistic’ is within the paramers of Romeo’s universe.
There was a question in my mind about Romeo having so much sex in one evening, that doesn’t feel real but then I remembered this is porn, porn is not real. Still, I have tried to break his evening into different parts to make things seem less pornographic and a little bit more plausible.
My biggest challenge was to bring Rashmika into this as this story is timed before the Fashion Week series where Romeo claims Rashmika. After some intense thinking, I found a clver way to bring her in without breaking the continuity of the timeline. It is clever that I know, but how enjoyable it is, only you can tell me after you read it.
Another good thing with this book is that by the time this was finished, the AI image generation technology imrpoved a lot and my skill in using it grew as well. The result is the the new images in this book are much better than the last book. Some images in it are old as they were put in when I first wrote that text, they are not bad, but you will notice a difference.
I hope you enjoy this book and if Romeo is your favourite then it makes you like him even more. I will wait for your feedback and comments.
Love,
Korben
Series Info
This is the fourth book in the new Manushi reboot series and based on the new material I am writing, we are going to go way beyond how much I had written before. It might even be a long series. Now I am glad that I started it as a new rebranded series so it can stand on its own.
Just to give you a quick recap, in the first book “Aspiring Beauty: What beauty queens dream of” you met Manushi and Nikkita and saw their intense desire to belong to Romeo as his bitches. They run into him several times and try to impress him with their looks and behaviour. They get invited to a party where Romeo is going to be and where they will get a chance to try to become his whores.
In the second book we live the party and Romeo’s bohemian lifestyle enjoying not just the gorgeous Manushi Chhillar and Nikkita Chadha but several other superhot whores which are either Romeo’s possession or want to be.
The third book continues from there, showing Romeo at his farmhouse working on his last film before he entrenches himself in his most ambitious project Oscar Bait. Manushi keeps trying to get into his stable, she is the star of this story but his other gorgeous whores as well as new, ambitious fucktoys will also feature in it ass per their roles.
Now this fourth book is all about Romeo attending a movie premiere, meeting new people and claiming new, gorgeous, dangerously sexy bitches.
Events in this series take place after the Priyanka Chopra Wedding series. Those stories are available on Literotica and Reddit but not published as a book, yet.
The series published after this is Fashion Week which shows Manushi fully in Romeo’s possession and working as his secretary while living with him as his live-in whore. In that series Rashmika manages to join Romeo’s stable.
Chapter 1 – Mehreen Meets Romeo
Mehreen was getting ready and also looking at the clock quite frequently. She was almost ready but Romeo had not yet arrived. She was feeling a lot of anticipation but also a little worry. She was really looking forward to going to the premiere of her movie with Romeo and he had promised her that he will come. Earlier the other girls had told her that Romeo doesn't go to many film industry events. Mehreen could understand that as Romeo had a lot of connections in the industry, even if he went to all the events related to his personal whores, he would be attending more than one event each night on average.
But Mehreen had asked him yesterday at the farmhouse and he had said that he would come. She was really excited about that. Mehreen had been with Romeo for a couple of weeks now and she had had him in every hole, drunk his cum, had his cum all over her body, but she had not gone out with him as his bitch which she was excited about tonight. Although, she was living in his house as his fucktoy, she was technically not in his possession yet. She was keen on earning her place in his stable and she felt that going out with him and impressing him with her behaviour as his bitch in public would be a good step towards her earning his leash.
Not that she had not taken his cock in front of others already. At his home, in the office, and at the farmhouse, he had fingered her and fucked her face as well as drilled her cunt and ass in front of others, even in her first meeting with him....Mehreen remembered that event clearly.....
A friend of Mehreen's had introduced her to designer Arpita Mehta and Arpita had given her a chance to walk for her in her fashion show. It was Mehreen's first fashion show and she was a bit nervous. Then she had found out that Romeo would be attending and that had made her even more nervous. She had heard a lot about Romeo already and even considered going to the Meat Locker, the secret room in his mansion where beautiful girls could go and wait to be picked up, either for a role, or just to be a fucktoy for Romeo. But Mehreen was worried she would never be picked up and she would be heartbroken.
She was not the only one nervous about Romeo attending the fashion show though, all the models were very excited and eager to catch his eye. Arpita gave Mehreen a fully sheer gold gown to wear that was quite see-through and even showed her tits through the thin fabric. She was given a tiny thong which covered her pussy and was visible through the dress. Her heels were six inches high.
Mehreen walked out, pretending to have full confidence, and tried to ignore her pulsing pussy. She saw Romeo right away by the ramp but tried to focus on her walk. She posed at the end of the runaway, looked at him and smiled. She noticed him point to her and say something to the girl on his left. Mehreen knew that girl. She was Miss Universe Urvashi Rautela. Urvashi nodded and made a note on the notepad she was holding on her knee.
Till date Mehreen didn't know what came over her but she smiled at Romeo, reached inside the slit of her gown and untied the little thong. She pulled the thong out, posed right in front of him with her legs open and her hands on her hips. She gave him another smile before she turned and walked back, the little golden thong dangling from her fingers. In the common green room, Mehreen had collapsed in a chair and put her face in her hands, ignoring the other girls.
She didn't know why she had done it. She knew, of course, that he didn't like panties on his whores, but she was not his whore, she was on stage, and she was part of a fashion show. She knew there were some camera flashes when she took her panties off, but she had seen Romeo smile. Now she was sure, Arpita would never give her work again, big close-up's of her pussy will be spread all over the newspapers tomorrow and she will be ruined.
For the next half an hour, Mehreen stayed in the green room and tried not to think about her future. She sat down to wait for the show to finish. When the fashion show reached the finale, she could hear it from the music. She walked out with the other models with Arpita in the middle. She was still wearing her sheer gown without the panties and though she was self-conscious, she was not as visible with all the other models walking on the stage at the same time for the final bow.
After the final round of applause, Mehreen came back in the green room and changed into her street clothes. Today she had worn a nice, slutty outfit as she was hoping to meet Romeo. It was a halter top that was mostly sheer except over her nipples where thin, translucent fabric just barely coverd her nipples and aerolas. It had a scoop neck showing her fair skin all the way down to her navel, and her cleavage was daring and hot. The back was fully bare, there was just a pair of straps that tied at her waist level. Her skirt was an extremely short micromini that was so thin that it was translucent against her fair skin.
She was nervous about what would happen. She had already done a couple of movies down south including a big one that was about to come out in the next few weeks, but she wanted to get work in Bollywood and the fashion show could be her toehold. Now she had ruined her chances by being too impulsive.
A model came in an told Mehreen that Arpita wanted to see her in her office right away. Mehreen sighed. This was it. Arpita was a sweet girl, she would probably not scream at her, but she would let her go, gently but decisively.
"H...hi, Arpita, you wanted to..." Mehreen entered Arpita's office and then her words choked in her throat. Romeo was there. He was standing with his back to Arpita's desk and Arpita was in his arms, facing the door.
Urvashi Rautela was there and two other models, facing Romeo in a semi-circle. Romeo was casually kneading Arpita's tits in her skimpy tank top while talking to the others and Arpita was comfortable like a pet bitch in her owner's lap.
"Come, come, Mehreen." Arpita took her hand and pulled her in front of Romeo, moving out herself "Sir, this is Mehreen. Mehreen, I am sure you know Romeo Sir?"
Mehreen nodded. She didn't trust herself to speak right now. Romeo nodded to Mehreen "Closer."
Even though she was nervous, Mehreen was not stupid. She moved forward right away, stepping between his legs, until her body was brushing lightly on Romeo's body. When he put his arm around her and rested his right hand on her lower back, she moved even closer though she could already feel her breath getting heavy.
"What's your name, darling?" Romeo brushed her hair from her face with his left hand, his fingers gently caressing Mehreen's cheek.
"Mehreen, Sir," Mehreen said "Mehreen Pirzada."
"Hmmm, from Persian," Romeo rubbed her smooth back gently up and down as he continued to brush her hair behind her ear, his fingertips warm on her cheek, making Mehreen's juices flow "meaning like the sun, or lovable."
"Sir, do you know all the languages?" Arpita was on his left, she had not left the pet bitch demeanour.
"No, darling," Romeo smiled "but one comes across a lot of interesting things in reading. Directors have to read a bit more than normal people."
"Haha, no, Sir." Arpita said "Only you read a lot. So many Bollywood directors don't know a book from a samosa."
"I didn't know that about my name, Sir." Mehreen wanted his attention on her "Thank you so much."
Romeo smiled at her "You are a beautiful piece, Mehreen." He let his left hand slide down her chest, his fingers playing lightly between Mehreen's milky white tits that were half-exposed in her daring top.
"Thank you, Sir." Mehreen swallowed. Her heart was beating fast.
"I like beautiful pieces, Mehreen." Romeo easily slipped his hand inside her top and fondled her soft, fleshy breast "Especially, sexy, playful, impulsive ones."
Mehreen knew what he was talking about. She pressed her breast into his hand and leaned in closer, looking at his lips while trying to work up the courage.
"Look, Mehreen –"
Romeo was about to say something important, it seemed from his tone, but Mehreen got bold at that moment and pressed her hot, red lips on his lips. She felt his hand close around her breast and his fingers her crushed heavy, hot mound. She parted her lips and moaned in his mouth as she licked his bottom lip with his tongue. Romeo touched her tongue with his. Mehreen titled her head, kept her lips open and invited Romeo to push his tongue into her mouth by licking his tongue tentatively.
He pushed his tongue into her mouth and Mehreen sucked it in, drinking his saliva like she was hungry for it for ages. She pressed her breast into his hand and her bare thighs on his thighs. She opened her legs wide so her little skirt rode up. She pressed her pussy mound on his crotch and ground her pussy shamelessly on his hard rod that she could feel between her legs.
"I am sorry," Mehreen panted "you were saying something, Sir?"
Romeo smiled and crushed her hot breast in his strong hand until Mehreen moaned with the hot pain that shot down her spine.
"Are you sorry, slut?" He looked in her eyes.
Mehreen bit her lip and shook her head, her eyes glinting with naughtiness.
"That's what I thought." Romeo pulled her top aside and closed his mouth around her nipple, taking her soft, warm breast in his mouth.
"Oh." Mehreen gasped. He had been playing with her breast, teasing it hard, pinching her nipple and by now her nipple was engorged with blood and was very sensitive. As his hot saliva touched her nipple, it felt like he had sprinkled red hot chilli on her breast and it took her breath away. Mehreen knew she was more than a little wet, she was wondering if anyone else in the room could smell her wet cunt.
Romeo looked at Mehreen and made a gesture with his hand. Mehreen didn't get it.
Arpita quickly stepped by her side and whispered "Nangi ho jao, Mehreen."
[Get naked, Mehreen.]
"Oh." Mehreen had no problem with that. She started untying the strap of her top. Arpita helped. Within seconds, Mehreen was fully naked except for her whore heels. She stepped forward between Romeo's legs again.
He slipped his right hand between her legs and slowly rubbed her smooth, bare pussy up and down. He pushed his left hand into her hair, took a grip on her silken locks and pulled her to him. He kissed her hard and Mehreen quickly surrendered to his lips, opening her mouth, sucking his tongue in and drinking her saliva like she was his to devour any way he wanted. Her pussy was wet and it was getting wetter as he rubbed and squeezed her. Mehreen was moaning non-stop while she pressed her hot, smoothly shaved pussy into his hand, grinding it in a way that clearly showed her need.
She was panting when they broke the hot, lust-filled kiss. She looked at him and swallowed, waiting for him to speak. He let her hair go but kept his right hand between her legs and continued rubbing her hot, smooth pussy. Mehreen spread her legs wide and pressed down on his hand, feeling the heat rising up in her body which was making her reckless.
"Look Mehar, I am not offering you any film role or anything," he looked at her "but you are a hot piece of ass and I would like to nail you."
"I would like that." Mehreen said right away. She was already loving his style. The way he was calling her by a nickname in front of the others was enough to make her want him in her.
"Let me make it clear," he said "I am not adding you to my stable, this is not an audition for that, but I feel like I would like to jam my dick in you and watch you cry."
"You will use me hard?" She looked at him.
"I will use you hard and rough like a fucktoy, like you are my personal whore." Romeo said "But I would probably get bored with you in a couple of weeks, so I will use you then discard you."
"What will be my life like in those couple of weeks?" Mehreen stayed close to him and rubbed his chest slowly.
"You will live with me and I will nail you whenever I feel like it." Romeo said, feeling her pussy slit moist and hot on his palm "Main tumhein kutiya ki tarah chodoonga aur tum mere kabze mein rahogi."
[I will fuck you like a bitch and you will be in my possession.]
"So....do-teen weeks ke liye main aap ki kutiya ban ke rahoongi?" She looked at him.
[So....for two-three weeks I will be your bitch?]
"Exactly like my bitch." He nodded.
"Aap todoge mujhe jaise aap baaiki ladkiyon ko todte ho, aap ki randiyaan?" Mehreen didn't know where she was getting the courage to talk to him like that but she was feeling wild.
[You will break me like you break other girls, your whores?]
"I will crush you," Romeo nodded "tum meri randi hi hogi, but only temporarily."
[You will be my whore only, but only temporarily.]
Mehreen nodded "When do I start?"
"Right now." Romeo said "I have no intention of letting you go unfucked from here."
"Good." Mehreen nodded "That would be cruel after what you have been doing to me."
Romeo pointed to Arpita's desk behind him "Ghodi ban jao."
[Bend over.]
Chapter 2 – Mehreen Accepts Her Fate
Urvashi took Mehreen by the hand and led her around the desk. She had Mehreen put her hands on the desk beside Arpita’s chair.
“Lower, dear,” Urvashi pushed her down “he will break you hard.”
Mehreen moaned and lowered herself to her forearms on the desk.
“Spread your legs, wide,” Urvashi said “wider, Mehreen. It will hurt a lot if you don’t give him full access.”
Romeo took his clothes off, with Arpita helping him. He walked around the desk and Mehreen swallowed nervously as she saw how big his cock was. She spread her legs even wider and pushed her ass up. He walked up behind her and caressed her smooth, bare back, his hands moving up along her velvet smooth skin, feeling her up like she was a work of art.
Bending over her, Romeo closed his fingers around her hot, heavy tits and kneaded them slowly. Urvashi was right beside him. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to Mehreen’s pussy. This was something new for Mehreen, she had been fucked many times by many powerful men, but it was the first time that there was another girl helping him to conquer her. It brought home the reality of what he had said, she will be just his fuckmeat and nothing more. Mehreen felt her pussy flood with juices.
“Are you ready to be broken, Mehar?” he said in her ear.
His gentle tone, his use of her nickname, his hot breath on her neck, Mehreen knew it was all an illusion, he was going to pound her hard. She nodded and looked back at him as she said breathlessly “I am in your hands, Sir, break me as you want.”
Romeo kissed her cheek and pushed with his hips. His cockhead stretched her tight, young pussy and popped into her vagina with his hard, decisive thrust. The pain that originated from her cunt spread all over her body in a split-second and Mehreen felt like her body would split at the seams.
“Oh, mumma!” She screamed as the hot pain flooded her body. She felt him stop just after pushing his cockhead into her vagina, but Mehreen found that it hurt even to breathe. His cock was too thick for her small hole and it was fitting in her pussy hole so tightly that there was no space even for air to pass. It was scaring Mehreen as much as exciting her.
“Are you ok, darling?” He kissed her cheek.
“Yes....yes, Sir.” Mehreen nodded and tried to blink her tears away “But, it...it hurts, a lot.”
“This is just the beginning, doll,” he kissed her neck and stroked her head “I will break you fully.”
“Don’t worry, Mehreen,” Arpita spoke and Mehreen remembered that she was also in the room. Arpita looked at her and said “it will hurt a lot for a bit then it will feel good, real good, like you have never felt before. Take his cock like a good whore and let him break you as he wants. You are in for a treat, the best treat of your life.”
“I am in his hands, I can’t do anything else.” Mehreen nodded “Tod do mujhe, Sir, todo jaise aap chaho.”
[Break me, Sir, break me as you like.]
“Good girl.” Romeo grabbed her by the hair, turned her face to him and kissed her on the lips. Mehreen pressed into his lips like a starving person responds to water. She sucked his tongue deep into her mouth and drank his saliva while he ground his cock in her cunt, slowly penetrating deeper. Then he increased the force of his strokes and Mehreen had to break the kiss with a scream.
“Ah, Sir. Mar gayee!” She clawed the desk as her pussy felt like it was being split apart by a log.
[Ah, Sir. I am dead!]
“You are my bitch now, Mehar.” Romeo spoke in her ear as he drilled her tight, hot cunt with smooth, forceful strokes “It is my right to break you and own you as I want. You have no rights any more. This body belongs to me now and I will use you as I want, any time, anywhere.”
“Ah, god!” Mehreen screamed as her pussy erupted so hard that every cell in her body seemed to explode at the same time. It was not just his cock in her pussy, it was his confident style, his ruthless but caring way of talking to her, his words that were reminding her of her real place under him, it all combined to excite Mehreen beyond her wildest imagination and she came so hard like she had never done in her life. She looked back at him and panted “Chodo, Sir, poora daal do. Tod do mujhe. Kutiya ki tarah....ah...kutiya ki tarah ragad ke chodo. I am in your hands, I am your bitch, I am your fuckmeat.”
[Fuck me, Sir, put it all in. Break me. Like a bitch....ah...fuck me roughly like a bitch.]
He could feel her hot, oily cum soaking his cock. She was a young, shapely girl with a gorgeous, heart-shaped face. He had met her a few minutes ago and she was now fully naked, impaled on his cock. Romeo was loving this situation and his cock was flexing in her cunt with excitement. He used her cum as lubrication and drove his cock deeper and deeper into her vagina with each thrust of his hips. Mehreen lowered her head and accepted her place under him without any resistance. She was now his fucktoy and that was the only truth that mattered.
What amazed Mehreen was that even after such a powerful orgasm, her pussy was still hot and getting hotter as he fucked her. She had not realised how much she liked cock. She loved to get fucked in the auditions but the old, fat producers could not fuck her for more than a minute and it left her frustrated. Today for the first time, a man was hard inside her even after she had come, Mehreen would have expected it to be a nice sensation but she could not have imagined it would feel this amazing.
To have his cock drilling deeper into her vagina, claiming her body, breaking her physically and psychologically, it was such a delicious feeling that Mehreen was feeling intoxicated with it. She looked back at him and sought his lips. She kissed him hard and invited him to fuck her mouth with his tongue. Her pussy was getting hotter and hotter. She continued sucking his tongue even as she felt her pussy getting ready to explode again. She was enjoying kissing him, she wanted to keep going, she was intent on drinking his saliva no matter what.
“Hay, mar gayee!” She had to break the kiss as her pussy erupted so hard that her whole body vibrated with the sensations flowing through it. Mehreen felt two tears roll down her cheeks and wondered why she was crying when she was happier than she had ever been in her life.
[Oh, I died!]
“Tell me what you are, Mehar.” Romeo squeezed her tits and kissed her cheek, licking her tear from her cheek.
“Your fucktoy. Your bitch, Sir.” Mehreen panted but spoke quickly “Aap ki kutiya. Do with me whatever you want. I am yours. I am yours to use.”
[Your bitch.]
“I will use you, darling,” he kissed next to her ear “but I will use and abuse your gorgeous body like fuckmeat, you know that, don’t you?”
She nodded “I know. I want this. I want you to feel free to shatter me.” She looked in his eyes “Sir, apni kutiya samajh ke chodo mujhe. Tod do mujhe, barbad kar do.”
[Sir, fuck me like your bitch. Break me, ruin me.]
“That’s what I plan to do, sweetheart.” He ground his hips and Mehreen screamed as his cockhead hit in different spots in her vagina with each thrust.
She tried to breathe but his cock was taking her breath away. Each thrust was knocking the air out of her lungs. She was trying to hold on but she knew he was ruthless and her body was responding to it in an extreme way.
“Hay, ammi!” Mehreen’s pussy felt like it was exploding like fireworks. She was trying to keep control on her body but it was a losing battle. His cock was too powerful, too rough, too delicious inside her. He knew how to break young sluts like her and Mehreen had no hope of keeping any control.
[Oh, mother!]
Just when her pussy was gushing like a shattered dam, Romeo pulled his cock out and pushed his cockhead into her ass hole with a quick, forceful thrust.
“Oh, god!” Mehreen screamed as she felt her skin burning with the pain of his entry. He had only stuffed a couple of inches of his cock in her ass but her tight ass was hurting like it was burning and she could feel the hot pain all over her body, even her nipples were so hard that they were aching.
“I will break you fully, Mehar.” He said in her ear “There won’t be any part of you that I will not own. Tum meri kutiya ban ke rahogi, main tumhein chodoonga jab mera dil karega, tumhari gaand maaroonga, jab chahoonga.”
[You will remain my bitch, I will fuck you whenever I want, I will fuck your ass, whenever I want.]
Not just that he was fucking her ass with a cock that felt like a tree trunk, Mehreen had never met a man who could be so much in control during sex. When a man was inside her, she could usually manipulate him and control him as she wanted. This applied as much to the producers as to the men she fucked in her private life. Romeo sounded breathless but his voice was in control and his tone was of a king conquering a new country.
“Yes, Sir.! Ah!” Mehreen could not say anything more before her pussy exploded even harder than before. She didn’t know it was possible to come so hard so many times so quickly. He was breaking her body, but her mind was melting at the same time.
He was crushing her soft, firm tits hard, using them like handles to pull her back as he jammed his cock into her ass. his hot breath was playing on her neck, his lips touched her cheek or neck when he spoke in her ear. Mehreen felt like, he was overwhelming her with his personality and it wasn’t just his cock that was breaking her, it was him, he was conquering her systematically, breaking down her defences, making her his fucktoy in a way no other man could ever imagine. Mehreen surrendered herself to him ready to be used and abused as he wanted, ready to become his fucktoy the way he had asked.
It took only a few seconds before her pussy was erupting again. Mehreen cried out and let her tears flow. His cockhead was drilling in her anal canal and this feeling of utter vulnerability that Mehreen was feeling was unprecedented and incredibly exciting. She could feel how deeply and thoroughly he was breaking and conquering her ass, but at the same time, she could feel an incredible dependence develop in her heart, a dependence on him, this man that she had just met.
She found that she was hungry for his words in her ear as much as his cock in her ass. When he called her “sweetheart” her pussy tingled but when he called her his “fucktoy” her whole body felt a hot current rush through her, but no matter what he called her, she was liking his words, the fact that he was claiming her, that he was taking possession of her.
“This pain is part of your training, Mehar.” He said in her ear “Even though I will keep you for a couple of weeks, I will break you and train you like a whore, just like my other whores. During this time, you will be completely my fucktoy in every way.”
Mehreen had forgotten that he was only going to keep her for a couple of weeks but she could feel that it was just an illusion. His cock was breaking her all the way through and from now on she would belong to him for the rest of her life. There was no going back from this moment. She didn’t worry about the time period and just enjoyed being claimed by a real man, the way she had craved all her life.
“I am yours, Sir,” She panted “yours to break and use, yours to own, aap ke lund ki property hoon main, mujhe chod do, tod do, apni kutiya bana lo.”
[I am the property of your cock, fuck me, break me, make me your bitch.]
Her own submission was fuelling her desire but Mehreen felt that Romeo was also getting excited from her submission. He was fucking her hard, ruthlessly deep with his cock drilling through her anal canal and he was grunting like an animal as he broke Mehreen with his powerful cock.
Mehreen lost count of her orgasms she only knew that she had not had orgasms like this before. Each orgasm was shattering her body like a sandcastle destroyed by the strong waves, completely destroying her in a way that she could feel every cell in her body stimulated to an extreme heat. She was crying and screaming, moaning and grunting, looking back at him then lowering her head to survive the next orgasm.
She could feel it when Romeo started to pound her brutally deep, his urgency making him reckless and rough. Mehreen screamed and came again, and then again while he demolished her ass with his massive cock, ripping her apart in a way that she will never be whole again. Mehreen knew she needed him, she needed him in her life, she needed him to have her on his leash.
With an effort, she looked back at him and spoke breathlessly “Break me, Sir. I am your bitch. Bas aap ki kutiya hoon main. Mark me. Brand your bitch, Sir. I am ready for it. I am ready to be your possession. I submit myself to you, everything I am, everything I will ever be, I am yours, your possession, your property.”
[I am just your bitch.]
“Ah, fuck, Mehreen!” Romeo cried out and sank his teeth into her neck as his cock exploded so hard in her ass that the desk shook with their bodies trashing about on it.
He kept drilling her hard and deep. Mehreen felt his hot cum flooding her bowels and her pussy erupted in a fast, violently hot orgasm. She lowered her head and let her tears drip on the desk while she accepted his brand on her body and soul. She knew she was his possession now, there was no going back.
Romeo kept his cock in her ass for a couple of minutes. Then when he pulled out, Urvashi showed Mehreen how to kneel at his feet and suck his cock clean. Mehreen had never done that before but she could not even imagine saying no to him. She sucked his cock and ate his cum, surprised and pleased at his delicious cum as she tasted it.
He kept her on his lap, fully naked, while he talked to Arpita and the other girls. He slapped, squeezed and sucked her tits. Mehreen loved it all. She was wet the whole time. She loved his slaps as much as she loved his hot mouth on her hot, sensitive breasts. She enjoyed the pride of being his playtoy while he was talking to the other girls.
Then he laid her down on the desk and fucked her cunt. He squeezed her tits and slapped them hard as he pounded her hot, tight pussy. Mehreen found that looking up at his handsome face and making eye contact with him made her orgasms even more intense. She told him over and over again that she was his bitch now, his fucktoy to use and abuse, anytime, anywhere.
He came in her vagina this time and Mehreen gasped as she felt his hot cum blazing its path through her body and flooding her womb. She sucked his cock clean again, this time, Urvashi shared his cum with her.
Then he told Urvashi to “Pack her up.”
Mehreen didn’t know what it meant but she found out soon enough. Urvashi tied her hands behind her back and walked her out, fully naked, to the underground parking. She put Mehreen on her knees in Romeo’s SUV. She put her clothes on the seat. She locked the car again after telling Mehreen to wait there.
Ten minutes later when Romeo came with Urvashi, Mehreen was soaking wet. She begged Romeo to fuck her again. He didn’t fuck her, but he let her lick his cock while they travelled through Bombay, to his mansion. There he fucked her again, first her pussy then her ass. Mehreen found out that he had been taking it easy on her earlier as this time, she felt his cockhead invade into her bowels when he fucked her ass. She screamed and grunted but her orgasms were insanely hot. Mehreen knew she would not want to go back after two weeks or two years.
Mehreen had got her own room in the mansion and devoted herself to be a good whore for him. She had felt very proud when she had earned the right to call him “Master” or “Maalik” only after two days. Her first meeting with him was more than a month ago. He had not told her to leave and Mehreen had no intention of leaving. She was more intent on earning her place in his stable.
Someone knocked on the door and Mehreen came out of her thoughts.
Chapter 3 – Mehreen Gets Free Advice
“Oh, hi, Kajal!” Mehreen turned from the mirror and faced her.
Although, in Romeo’s stable all of his whores were equal and there was no special status, inevitably an unmarked hierarchy existed because of the way girls joined his stable. A girl could be a senior whore because of how long she had been in Romeo’s possession, how senior she was in the film industry or if she had special responsibility in Romeo’s staff especially being his personal secretary. His live-in whores were senior to all others regardless of the other factors.
Kajal was much senior to Mehreen that way as Kajal was an established A-List actress, she had been in Romeo’s stable for a few years and she was his live-in whore. Mehreen was his new fucktoy who was right now his live-in fucktoy but could be kicked out at any time. She was well aware of her place and therefore her attitude towards Kajal was one of deference and humility.
“You are looking beautiful, Mehreen.” Kajal looked at Mehreen’s backless halter gown and nodded approval.
“Thank you, ma’am.” Mehreen said.
“Just call me Kajal, dear.” Kajal smiled “In his stable, we are all equal.”
“Not really true in practical life, Kaju.” Nayantara said who had entered behind Kajal “Right now, she is enjoying being Sir’s bitch but she is not really a member like you are. Even I am junior to you.”
“Shut up!” Kajal said, taking a seat in a chair “You are much more successful than me and –“
“Nope. Doesn’t matter.” Nayantara shook her head “I presume to call you by your name and we are friends because we know each other in the industry, but in his stable, you are his live-in whore and I am a newcomer, an outsider trying to earn my place under him. You are senior to me and always will be.”
“Don’t listen to her.” Kajal told Mehreen “Come here, dear.”
Mehreen was finding this even more daunting. Nayantara was called the lady superstar in the south because of her successful career, she was indeed senior to Kajal in the industry, it was eye-opening for Mehreen to hear her talk about being junior to Kajal. In the time Mehreen had been in the mansion, she had seen Kajal being ripped apart by Romeo’s cock several times, she had seen her eating Romeo’s cum from his shoes, she had seen Nayantara lick Romeo’s cum out of Kajal’s ass, she herself had licked Kajal’s pussy once after Romeo had drilled her, but that did not change the facts, Kajal was senior, Nayantara was much junior and Mehreen had no status at all, she was nobody.
Although, Kajal had just said they were all equal, she did not stop Mehreen when she went down on her knees before her. Mehreen was wearing a tight, deep-neck halter gown with sequins in it. It showed her milky white breasts in a deep cleavage and was mostly sheer all over her body. It was very deep cut in the back also, all her back was bare except for a few criss-crossing straps. The dress dipped over her waist and bared three inches of her ass crack. There was a wide slit on the left side which went up to her hip. It bared not only Mehreen’s left leg all the way but most of her right leg as well when she walked. The high slit, the deep coinslot and the sheer fabric were all showing the fact that Mehreen was not wearing any panties
When she knelt her dress slit opened up and bared her left leg all the way to the thigh joint as well as a sliver of her smoothly shaved, bare pussy. Mehreen ignored that. She put her hands on her knees and looked up at Kajal with as much humility as she could mange.
Kajal leaned forward and took Mehreen’s face in her hands “You are a sweet, beautiful girl, Mehreen.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
Kajal did not correct her this time. She went on “Tell me what does being pretty get you?”
“The chance that Sir wanted to sink his cock in my holes, ma’am.” Mehreen said.
Kajal nodded “What else?”
“Nothing ma’am.” Mehreen said “I must earn everything else by being a good fucktoy.”
“Correct.” Kajal nodded her approval “So you know what you are worth?”
“I am a worthless fucktoy, ma’am.” Mehreen knew this well by now.
“Then why are you here?” Kajal said.
“Because Sir looked at me. He picked me to use.” She said “Having his cock in me gives me value.”
Kajal rubbed her thumb Mehreen’s lips “Green lipstick, Mehreen?”
“To match with the dress, ma’am.” Mehreen said “Is it wrong?”
“You only need to match with one thing, and that’s Sir’s preference.” Kajal looked at Nayantara “Nayan, grab the blood red lipstick from the dresser, will you?”
“Ok.” Nayantara went and brought the lipstick from the dresser. She also brought a make-up remover tissue.
She knelt beside Mehreen and wiped her lipstick off. Then she applied the blood red lipstick on her soft, luscious lips.
While she was working on her lips, Nayantara said “She has lovely soft lips, Kaju, like pillows. I bet Sir enjoys jamming his dick in her mouth.”
“I have seen him fuck her face,” Kajal said “she is a good little cocksucker.”
Mehreen could not speak as Nayantara was applying the lipstick but her pussy was buzzing.
“Will you eat my pussy sometime, Mehreen?” Nayantara said.
“Sure, ma’am.” Mehreen nodded “Any time.”
“Keep your cunt in check,” Kajal said “and let me to talk to this slut.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Nayantara said in jest but there was some truth in it as well, all three girls were aware of that.
Nayantara went and sat on Mehreen’s bed. Kajal lifted Mehreen’s chin and looked at her beautiful face, now looking hotter and sluttier with bright red lipstick.
“You have only one purpose, Mehreen,” Kajal said “and that is to please Sir. What other people see and think is irrelevant. Understood?”
“Understood, ma’am.” Mehreen nodded.
“I have noticed that you like taking him in you,” Kajal continued “even when he fucks your ass raw the night before, you are there to take him up your ass again in the morning.”
“There is no girl who would not crave him in her, ma’am,” Mehreen said “but I don’t know how long I will have the good fortune to be his bitch so I crave it a bit more, I admit.”
“No, that does not change.” Kajal smiled “I have been his live-in whore for years and I will let him drill my ass on the stage of Filmfare awards, if he wanted.”
“Oh.” Mehreen thought about that “Then you can understand why I am so hungry to have him in me all the time, ma’am.”
“I can and it’s not wrong,” Kajal said “but tonight, you are going to control that urge, that’s why I am here to talk to you.”
Mehreen looked sad and a bit scared “I...I can’t take him in me tonight, ma’am?”
“This is your first time going out with him in public, isn’t it?” Kajal said.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“And you are looking forward to being broken on his cock in public?” Kajal said.
“I am his whore, he can fuck me whenever, wherever he wants.” Mehreen said.
“Yes.” Kajal nodded “But tonight is not about you. You will get the prestige of walking in with him, being seen as one of his pet bitches, but don’t be selfish about taking his dick in you.”
“Oh.” Mehreen felt like she was about to learn an important secret “What should I be doing then?”
“You should be helping him conquer more fucktoys.” Kajal said “A movie premiere is a great place where there are all kinds of girls from A-list actresses to newcomers like yourself and even struggling actresses trying to find a way in. Your job, our job, is to find the worthy ones, break them and bring them in Sir’s possession.”
“How...how can I break another slut?” Mehreen was finding this topic oddly arousing and her heart was beating faster.
“You will learn, just watch me,” Kajal smiled “many times you won’t have to do anything, they would already be eager to come under Sir.”
“Like you did with me, Kaju,” Nayantara said “I knew about Sir, but I felt that he doesn’t possess South Indian whores. You told me that he does, you told me about him, life in his stable and what it was like to be his whore, until I was gagging to be broken on his cock. Then you brought me with you. I think that’s a good example, no?”
Kajal nodded “Telling a girl about Sir is usually enough to get her hooked.”
“I...I know.” Mehreen said excitedly “my colleagues in this film, Sonal and Tammy, I mean Tamanna Bhatia –“
“You can call her Tammy.” Kajal said “She is your co-star and I know she prefers Tammy. What about Tammy and Sonal?”
“They both asked me to introduce them to Sir.” Mehreen said “They both want to have him in them. I asked Sir which one has a chance of being broken on his cock tonight. He said whichever one is dressed sluttier. He gave me the choice.”
“And who will you choose to be his bitch tonight?” Kajal smiled.
“I...I don’t know.” Mehreen said “I guess it will depend on their dresses, but...I am thinking maybe Tammy?”
“Why?” Kajal looked down into the younger girl’s eyes.
“She is a senior actress, and although Sonal might be hotter,” Mehreen said “Tammy will be a bigger trophy if Sir conquers her and puts her on his leash.”
“Good thinking. But wrong choice.” Kajal nodded “The correct answer is both. You will get them both under him tonight, even if he fucks one at the venue and brings the other one home, you will create situations for him to sink his dick in both of them, one by one, or together. And you will keep your eyes open for other fucktoys that you can break for him.”
“Mmmm.” Mehreen moaned “I am sorry, my pussy is just pulsing so hard. Why am I finding this so hot? Like, I am a girl and I am Sir’s whore and I am finding this thought of breaking other girls so Sir can defile them, it’s....it’s....god, I am really wet.”
Kajal leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips “You will be a good whore for him. We all feel this way. We enjoy breaking as many sluts for him as possible. Sometimes, we even make a game of it.”
“Game like what?” Nayantara asked.
“Like whoever breaks the most fucktoys on that night will win and the other whores will be her slaves for a week.”
“Oooh.” Mehreen squirmed “What can you make them do?”
“Normal things.” Kajal smiled “Do dishes when it’s my turn, drive me to a shoot as my driver, lick my ass, eat my pussy, I mean when I am not sleeping under Sir already.”
“That sounds hot.” Nayantara said.
“It is, but you are both new,” Kajal said “so, it won’t be fair.”
Mehreen said “I would like to play. Wait, can I make you lick my pussy if I win, even though you are senior to me?”
Kajal grinned “Yes. A bet is a bet.”
“I want to play.” Mehreen said.
“Me too.” Nayantara said.
“Alright.” Kajal nodded “It’s on.”
“Wait!” Mehreen said “Tammy and Sonal count as my fucktoys, right?”
“Yes, but only if you get them on Sir’s cock tonight,” Kajal said “there or at home, or in the car, but he has to put his dick in one of their holes, even for a second, it counts, without that it doesn’t count.”
“If they both suck his dick together?” Mehreen said.
“Then you get two points.” Kajal said.
“If one of them is sucking his balls?” Mehreen said.
“Only his balls? Then no.” Kajal shook her head “His dick has to be inside her, in any of her holes, for at least a second.”
It was clear from Mehreen’s expression that she was already calculating in her mind how to win that bet.
“Ok, you are on.” She said.
“What’s on?” Urvashi said as she came in “Sir is home. He is changing and he has ordered Mehreen to come and show him her dress.”
Mehreen looked at Kajal. Kajal nodded. Mehreen got up and left.
“What’s on?” Urvashi said.
“The fucktoy breaking bet.” Kajal grinned.
“Oh, I want in.” Urvashi said.
“Are you sure?” Kajal said “Mehreen already has two fucktoys lined up.”
“I may have my own leads.” Urvashi said “I want in.”
“You are on.” Kajal grinned.
Chapter 4 – Mehreen Earns Approval
“Good evening, Master.” Mehreen said as she walked into Romeo’s bedroom. He was very much against the knocking culture and his whores were always allowed into his bedroom. It created a much more intimate atmosphere and his whores loved it.
Romeo nodded “Come, whore.” He turned to her and handed her his tie “Tie this.”
“Yes, Master.” Mehreen stepped closer and put the tie around his neck. She loved being useful to him and she loved being close to him at all times like a pet likes to be close to her owner. She had already learned that she was not unique in that, all his whores had the same neediness when it came to him.
“Nice dress, whore.” While she was tying his tie, Romeo slipped his hand inside her dress slit, caressed her thigh then pushed two fingers up into her cunt.
“Ungh. Thank you, Sir.” Mehreen grunted as she accepted his fingers deep in her vagina. Then she ground her hips and rode his fingers while trying not to let her hands tremble as she tied his tie. Romeo massaged her g-spot slowly with his fingertips and did not interrupt her otherwise. Mehreen was extremely wet now and already her thoughts were going to an orgasm but somehow she managed to tie his tie.
“Thank you, my bitch.” He said and kissed her. Mehreen closed her eyes and parted her lips for his tongue. She loved the caress of his hot breath on her face and moaned in his mouth as she fucked her mouth with his tongue. She was pushing her ass down to take his fingers deep into her cunt. There was an itch deep inside of her and she knew that only he could scratch that.
She was panting when he broke the kiss, but when he pointed to the bed, Mehreen didn’t waste any time in walking to it and bending over, putting her hands on the edge and spreading her legs wide. Her dress slit opened and bared all of her left leg and a part of her tight, fair ass. Romeo opened his zip as he walked up to her. He lifted her dress and pushed his cock into her cunt in one smooth, hard thrust.
“Oh, Sir!” Mehreen gasped as his massive cock entered several inches deep in her wet, slick cunt and the pain made her whole body vibrate. Romeo grabbed her shoulders and started drilling her with long, hard strokes. Mehreen moaned and whimpered as the thick beast started breaking her apart in a very familiar and intimate way.
Urvashi entered and came to him “Sir, the cars are ready.”
She was wearing a red tube dress, very short on her tight ass and deep enough to show most of her spectacular breasts. Romeo put his arm around her, grabbed her ass and kissed her hard as he kneaded her ass cheeks. Urvashi moaned and pressed herself against him as she surrendered herself in his arms.
“Oh, ammi!” Mehreen came hard and trembled around Romeo’s cock while he continued drilling her hard and deep.
[Oh, mother!]
Urvashi pulled her dress down as soon as Romeo pulled back. She bared both her full, heavy breasts. Romeo dipped his head and sucked her tits, his cock flexing in Mehreen’s cunt as he enjoyed Urvashi’s gorgeous beauty queen body. Mehreen came again within seconds. She loved his cock in her any time but when he fucked her casually, it drove her crazy in seconds.
For the next twenty minutes he drilled Mehreen ruthlessly deep and hard. Kajal and Nayantara also came in and cuddled up with him, kissing him, staying close to him, offering him their gorgeous bodies to play with while he kept pounding Mehreen like a fucktoy.
When he was ready to cum, he grabbed Mehreen’s shoulders and drilled her cunt hard and deep with fast, brutally deep thrusts. She cried out when she felt his hot seed flood her womb, marking her yet again as his bitch. Her pussy erupted and her heat mingled with his, making Mehreen feel like her whole body was on fire.
“It is a tradition,” he smiled at Mehreen when he let her up “that the whore who has a premiere attends it with my cum in her holes.”
“Mmmm what a wonderful tradition.” Mehreen smiled. She lowered herself to her knees and started sucking his cock clean, loving his taste.
Chapter 5 – Drama At the Red Carpet
Ishan was about to get off the red carpet when a reporter threw a question at him.
“We heard that you left Boney Kapoor’s farmhouse in Lonavala in the middle of the night because you had a fight with Jahnvi?”
“Mind your own fucking business!” Ishan snapped.
The reporters didn’t like that and a scuffle started which was mostly verbal until Ishan pushed a cameraman. Ishan ended up losing his own balance in the process and would have fallen face first into the red carpet but someone grabbed him by the elbow at the critical moment and helped him regain his balance.
Ishan was about to thank the man but when he turned he saw it was Romeo. He jerked his elbow away with a “Fuck off!” that the reporters heard quite clearly. As it always happens, some of them were not taking part in the scuffle but keeping their cameras running.
Quite opposite of Ishan, Romeo was calm and suave. He posed for the reporters with a smile on his face.
Someone asked “Sir, is it true that there was a fight between Jahnvi Kapoor and Ishan Khattar because of you?”
Romeo grinned and said “You think I was born yesterday? You have a cheek asking me a question like that.”
The guy next to the reporter said “Told you.”
But the reporters already had a juicy story to spin up around Ishan and Jahnvi so they didn’t push it. They still wanted more photos of Romeo though.
“Sir, we have three beauty queens here,” one guy said “would you pose with them?”
“Beauty queens are my weakness,” Romeo said “of course, I will pose with them.”
Aishwarya, Sushmita and Urvashi all looking stunning in their sexy, slutty dresses posed with Romeo, boldly cuddling up with him. All three were incredibly beautiful and the reporters wanted as many pictures as possible. Romeo posed with them first then left them to pose alone.
“Sir,” Mehreen fell in step with him “I would like to introduce you to my co-stars in the film, please, would you meet them?”
Romeo put his arm around her and rubbed her back “Right now I will only be able to say hello to them, that’s fine if that’s what you want?”
“No, Sir,” Mehreen said “they are both whores for your....”
He smiled “Then let me greet a few people and when things go past the first wave, you can bring them over.”
“From what I have seen, you are always busy in these things, Sir.” Mehreen let him rub her ass in her tight dress and cuddled up even more with him as they got in the lift “I can’t blame people, you don’t go to many parties so they try to get you when they can.”
Romeo grinned and squeezed her ass “It’s not like that, pet, there’s always a pattern in these things. There will be some eager people who will come and say hello right away, the organisers will want to welcome me as well, then after about ten-fifteen minutes there will be a slight lull before the other people make their approach, the patient, planner types. That’s the best time to get me at the first lull.”
“Wow! Is there anything you have not analysed and solvedm Sir?” Mehreen smiled “I will tell my friends to be patient.”
They were still talking as they got out of the lift when the star of the movie Nagarjuna approached them.
“Hi, Romeo!” he offered his hand “So great that you could come!”
Romeo shook hands with him then immediately gave his attention to the mature, beautiful, slim woman with him.
“HI Amala!” he said “You are looking so damn fuckable, darling. What a maal!”
While Amala was a mature, married woman, she was an ex-actress and model. She still acted in films, but in mature roles. That never showed when she dressed up for events. She was slim and beautiful and she loved to show off that lovely figure in tight, revealing dresses.
For tonight’s function she was wearing a light blue tank gown that was cut away in triangular shapes over her midriff. The fabric was opaque over her tits but had a wide open cleavage. Below her tits the fabric was fully see-through mesh, showing her flat belly, her thighs and her legs. There was a very strip of silk hanging down that covered her pussy but in a very narrow vertical strip, and when she moved the silk moved with her, baring her pussy to anyone who was looking intently. Amala was not wearing any panties and moved slowly and carefully so as not to flash her bare pussy the whole time.
The dress was slit right to her hips on both sides and not only did the slits bare her legs, if she took a long step her pussy was clearly exposed from the sides. The back of the dress was fully cut way exposing her smooth, bare back as well as two inches of her tight ass crack. The wide mesh easily shoed her fair ass except a little silk covering the remaining part of her as crack. The dress was skintight over her tits and hips but there was a feeling that Amala could become fully naked in a second if she took a deep breath or a long step.
“So, go ahead and nail me,” Amala smiled as she walked into his arms “Will I stop you?”
He squeezed her slender body in his arms and their lips met in a hot, intimate kiss, easily telling to any experienced people that these two had shared much more than kisses before. He squeezed her ass cheeks in the thin gown and Amala showed no hesitation in pressing her body on his, giving him easy access to all of her.
“No panties,” she whispered “nothing to block your access to my holes.”
She pressed her lips on his again and kissed him hard before he could reply. She didn’t stop him from rubbing her bare back and when his fingers touches her bare ass crack, her only response was a soft moan in his mouth.
While everybody was watching Amala greet Romeo like she was his personal whore, Mehreen slipped away to find her female co-stars.
Chapter 6 – Mehreen Breaks Tammy
Mehreen was looking around in the crowd of people when someone grabbed her wrist. She turned.
“Oh, hi, Tammy!” She said “I was looking for you only.”
“I saw Romeo arrived.” Tammy said “Please introduce me now.”
“He will be busy right now, Tammy, he won’t be able to talk to you properly.” Mehreen said “Wait a few minutes.”
“Are you sure?” Tammy said. She looked back where Romeo was surrounded by people and sighed “Alright, I think you are right.”
“But I am thinking, Tammy,” Mehreen said “I should introduce Sonal first, then you.”
“What?” Tammy grabbed her wrist again and pulled her aside near a wall “Are you kidding me? You told me whoever dresses sluttier gets to meet him first. Look at me, is this not a slutty dress, is it not a slut look?”
Nobody could say that Tammy was not dressed like a slut. She was wearing a very short skintight off-shoulders white dress that was so sheer that it showed her fair skin all over except some embroidered flowers covering her nipples and areolas. The dress had a wide open cleavage with no bra in evidence, her big, heavy tits looked like they would spill out of the thin, flimsy little dress any moment. The fabric was sheer enough to show her midriff, her milky white thighs and even her navel. The little black thong was easily visible in the sheer white dress. The dress stopped just below her upper thighs, hardly covering her mid-thighs.
“You are wearing panties, Tammy.” Mehreen pointed out.
“Arre, that’s because this dress is so sheer, it will show my pussy.”
Mehreen just shook her head.
“Have you looked at the back?” Tammy turned “Look.”
The back of her dress was even more daring than the front. Her back was fully bare and the dress was cut so deep that half of her ass crack was visible which was now covered by the tiny thong. The dress ended just below the curve of her ass cheeks and was so short that her thong showed when she even moved her legs. She was wearing eight inch high white stilettos with four inch clear platforms. The whore heels were pushing her ass up and making it impossible for her to keep her pussy covered. The thong was essential with that whore dress.
She turned to face Mehreen again “See? Meri choot tak dikhegi. I wore this dress for him. I have never worn such a slutty dress in public.”
[See? My pussy will be visible. I wore this dress for him. I have never worn such a slutty dress in public.]
“That’s what I mean, Tammy,” Mehreen said “you are an A-list actress, you are not used to this. Let Sonal go first. She is a young new actress, she knows her place.”
“What do you mean, she knows her place and I don’t?” Tammy demanded.
“I am just saying you are used to being treated with respect, and you should be, you are a senior heroine, your fanbase is huge.” Mehreen said “But Sir won’t treat you like that. He might just grab your tits like you were a fucktoy, he might grab your ass or slap it even as you say hello. He is very bold.”
“So, I won’t stop him, na.” Tammy said “Arre, meri gaand dabayein ya boobs, main kaun sa rokoongi? I will give him full freedom.”
[So, if he grabs my ass or tits, who am I to stop him? I will give him full freedom.]
Mehreen sighed. She had learnt enough psychology while at Romeo’s to know that a girl was always more eager for something that was denied to her. This applied a hundred times more to pretty girls and a thousand times to beautiful actresses who were used to guys falling all over themselves to do them favours. She had no intention of taking Tammy to Romeo until she had broken her completely.
“But ma’am, you don’t understand –“ Mehreen looked at Tammy.
“Just keep calling me Tammy.” Tammy said.
“Tammy, you are a smoking hot babe, you are a hot, popular actress,” Mehreen said “I know guys who would cut their right arm off just to be able to go out with you. Men treat you like goddess, even producers. But Sir won’t treat you like that. Tammy you are just a whore for him. He fucks me like a bitch. He won’t spare you either. If he likes you, he will want to nail you, right away. Shayad, yahin chod lein.”
[Maybe, he will fuck you right here.]
“Arre, so that’s what I want, na?” Tammy said “Main ready hoon chudne ke liye.”
[I am ready to be fucked.]
“Kachchhee pehan ke?” Mehreen questioned “You think you have done him a favour by wearing a whore dress, but he is used to the hottest girls in the world dressing for him or undressing on his signal.”
[Wearing panties?]
“Arre kachchhe utaar doongi.” Tammy said “Wo chodenge usse pehle utaar doongi.”
[I will take off my panties. I will take them off before he fucks me.]
“No, Tammy, then what are you offering him, your holes or your panties?” Mehreen said “It’s better you let me introduce Sonal first. She will spread her legs on his signal and I know she will be a good fucktoy for him.”
“I will be too, Mehreen.” Tammy’s desperation was clear in her body language and tone. Mehreen was feeling her pussy get really hot.
She shook her head “You said you will give him freedom. Tammy, we are just worthless fucktoys for him, you don’t get this. We don’t give him anything. It’s his right to grope us, tease us, fuck us as he wants, when he wants. I know Sonal understands all this. We have talked about it.”
“Please, Mehreen, you know him, I don’t.” Tammy held her arm and clung to Mehreen in a clearly needy way “I have never met anyone like him because there is nobody like him. But I promise you, main aaraam se doongi, wo yahin chodenge to bhi, ghar le jayenge to bhi. Jaise lenge main doongi.”
[I will spread for him easily. Whether he fucks me here or takes me home, I will give it to him the way he wants.]
“Tammy, wo chodte nahin hain, todte hain.” Mehreen said.
[Tammy, he doesn’t fuck, he breaks.]
“Mmmm, god!” the way Tammy squirmed, Mehreen knew she was getting wet.
“He owns stunning beauties, Miss Worlds, Miss Universes, and they beg to serve him. Do you know he uses only his whores for footstools and they all want to do it but he only uses the ones who have earned it?” Mehreen said “Even I am not allowed that duty. Senior whores like Aishwarya, Madhuri ma’am, Kareena Kapoor, they get to serve him with their naked body under his feet.”
“Oh, god!” Tammy was now visibly aroused, her face was flushed, her nipples were so hard they were poking through the thin dress “What do you want, kachchhee na? Main utaar deti hoon. Abhi utaar kar aati hoon. Ok? Just wait here. Don’t go anywhere. I will be back in a minute.”
[Panties? I will take them off. I will take them off right now. Ok? Just wait here. Don’t go anywhere. I will be back in a minute.]
But she didn’t get to go anywhere. Just then the event photographer came and asked them if they would be willing to pose with Romeo as he wanted to get a picture of the hotshot director with the three hot actresses of the film.
“Sure.” Mehreen smiled. She took Tammy’s hand and followed the photographer.
Chapter 7 – Sonal Poses for a Photo
It was one of those rare moments when there was nobody taking Romeo’s time. He told Urvashi “Get me a drink, darling.”
“Yes, Sir.” Urvashi went toward the bar that was set up along one glass wall.
The organisers knew that there is nothing that reporters like more than free booze. They had set up a free bar for this event for that reason and put “Cocktail Hour” on the event invite. This was good press. Urvashi could see how well it worked as she approached the crowded bar. She was not worried. She was a smoking hot girl and a beauty queen. She knew she would not have to wait for long.
Romeo saw her disappear into the crowd and smiled. He was also sure of her success at the bar. Someone near him addressed him in an excited voice and he turned.
“Sir! Hi, Sir!” He recognised the girl as Sonal Chauhan even before she said “Sir, I am Sonal, Sonal Chauhan! It’s such a pleasure to meet you.”
“Hi, Sonal. Of course, I know you, darling.” Romeo smiled “And may I say you are looking absolutely delicious?”
Sonal was wearing a skin-tight latex micro mini dress that was so thin that it was translucent where it pressed against her young, shapely body. It was already low on her chest, showing the top of her milky white breasts, but there was a zip running down the front of it which Sonal had opened several inches and the result was that her full, proud tits looked like they would spill out if she took a deep breath. Not that she could take a deep breath in that dress without splitting it at its seams.
“Oh, yeah? “She gave him a sweet, charming smile and turned to show him the back.
The back of the dress was worth noting on its own merits. It hooked in the middle of her back with a tiny hook and the rest of the back was cut way so boldly that even half of her tight ass crack was being bared in a delectable second cleavage style. The dress covered a little of her ass crack and ended just below the curve of her ass cheeks. She was wearing eight-inch high black stilettos that had sharp heels and impossibly high five-inch platforms. The effect of those heels was that the bottom of Sonal’s ass cheeks were peeking out from under her short dress even as she stood still. She was not wearing any panties which was boldly clear in that dress.
“Mmmm. Even more delicious.” Romeo nodded.
“So, grab a spoon,” she stepped closer with a smile like he was her long-time lover and put her arm around his neck “and devour me.”
Romeo put his arms around her slender body and pulled her close until her body was rubbing on his “Don’t think the thought hasn’t occurred to me.”
“Develop that thought.” She smiled up into his eyes “It seems to have merit.”
“I am sure all the men in this room had the same thought as soon as you walked in wearing this dress.” Romeo rubbed her smooth, bare back and could not help but feel his dick getting hard in his pants.
“They don’t matter.” Sonal leaned in closer “This is a special dress for a special man.”
“Is that so?” Romeo said, as his fingers grazed slowly up and down over her bare spine “What’s special about it?”
“There is just one hook,” Sonal leaned in even closer, her breath playing on his lips “just one little hook, if you open it....mmm....ek second mein aap mujhe nangi kar sakte ho.”
[There is just one hook...if you open it...in one second you can make me naked.]
“Yes, that is a special dress,” Romeo let his fingers tease her tight, bare ass crack slowly up and down “agar ek second mein tum nangi ho sakti ho.”