Man of Power 13

Sizzling Secrets

Korben Hunter

© Sultry Publications 2024

 

Disclaimer

All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Vikas is a fictional character, his ad agency is fictional, his world is fictional, the industry he works in is a figment of imagination, the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.

Adult Content Warning

Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.

 

This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding, pseudo-incest (sex with in-laws) and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.

 

Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.

 

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

Photos

I have been doing this for a while now – generating images with AI to illustrate the dresses that my characters wear in the story. The photos are created by AI, so they are not always an accurate depiction of the dress I am describing but they are close and getting closers as the technology evolves but still, 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.

 

I am still quite interested in 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?

 

Let me know what you think.

 

Thank you.

 

 

 

Table of Contents

Introduction

Series Info

Chapter 1 – Rashmika Sees a Flat

Chapter 2 – A Frank Chat with Sonali

Chapter 3 – Prakash is Annoyed

Chapter 4 – Sonali Gets Curious

Chapter 5 - Family Time

Chapter 6 - Shriya Bares Her Soul

Chapter 7 - Shriya Does Her Duty

Chapter 8 - Palak Wants to Shop

Chapter 9 - Shriya Becomes Fearless

Chapter 10 - Shopping with Palak and Shweta

Chapter 11 - Prakash is Hopeless

Chapter 12 - Shriya Gets Caught

Chapter 13 - Family Meeting Over Tea

Chapter 14 - Shweta Turns Up the Heat

Chapter 15 - Kajal Plans Ahead

Chapter 16 - Kareena Appeals for Help

Chapter 17 - Sonali Asks a Favour

Chapter 18 - Palak Continues Teasing

Chapter 19 - Chitrangda’s Date-Interview Starts

Chapter 20 – Shweta Can Be a Tease

Chapter 21 – Chitrangda Submits for Interview

Chapter 22 – Surveen Tells a Story

Chapter 23 – Mean Sisters

Chapter 24 – Chitrangda Accepts the Offer

Chapter 25 – Jacqueline Gets Ready

Chapter 26 – Sunidhi is Ambitious

Chapter 27 – Kiara Boasts

Chapter 28 – Chitrangda Gets Full Treatment

Chapter 29 – Shama Says Goodnight

Chapter 30 – Chitrangda’s Interview Continues

My Other Books

 

Introduction

Some writers have writier’s block, I have the reverse, I have writer’s chaos. So many ideas that I don’t know what to write first. This story is particularly rife with that problem. There are so many sub-plots, charactrers and story arcs in this that even I have to wait for a long time before I can write my favourite scenes. Yes, I have scenes that I enjoy writing much more than others and I have to wait for the story to get to that point because so much has to happen in sequence before that.

 

One example of that was the conquest of Neha and Raveena that I had planned much earlier but the other events had to happen before I could let Vikas claim those stunning beauties. The big charm of this story is its family-oriented plot and Neha brought another angle to iit.

 

This book will bring yet another angle, one that I hope will jack up the sexual tension into the next gear. After the families meeting in MOP12, there was still a contiunation of the story that needed to be written and like I mentioned in that book, this plot has been there for ages, since I wrote the first book.

 

From that perspective , it was easy to write, with my only problem being the usual one – sometimes one book doesn’t even cover a full day of story time. But what can I do, there are so many characters here and each one needs her time on screen. If I start skipping days, thingis will become stale which I don’t want to happen. Still, I will continue to try to move the story along while giving each scene the details that you seem to enjoy.

 

You will find that this book is much kinkier than the last book, this trend will continue as the sub-plots that are coming up, needs that sort of kinky coverage.

 

I do hope you enjoy the book and I will wait for your feedback on what you liked and what you didn’t like.

 

Thank you so much for your love for this series and for my writing.

Love,

Korben Hunter

 

Series Info

A quick recap for this series. In the first book Vikas meets Kajal, their romance grows and they get married. Vikas also takes control of his mother-in-law - Sonali. After his marriage with Kajal, Vikas takes her and her family on their honeymoon as a family trip.

 

The second book covers their journey on the honeymoon during which they travel to Indonesia, Malaysia and Thailand. They also take a cruise in those parts. On this journey, we find that Kajal enjoys it when Vikas claims pretty girls and tells her about it.

 

In the third book, Vikas and the rest of the family are back in Bombay and everybody goes back to their business. We meet a few more characters as Vikas continues to run and expand his business. His circle of influence grows and he conquers new beauties.

 

In the fourth book, Vikas has many opportunities where he meets beautiful women in his office, in his business sphere and in commercial alliances. He exploits these opportunities in his unique masterful style.

 

In the fifth book, Vikas works on expanding his business but also takes possession of some stunningly beautiful women, some as models but others in his business circle.

 

In the sixth book, Vikas is travelling to Delhi with Rhea for her fashion show. This book covers that journey and part of his first day in Delhi. You meet some of his old friends and some new ones that he makes because you know, Vikas is Vikas.

 

In the seventh book, Vikas was very much involved in the fashion show and although he had not come for that, he does have a lot of fun there. The fashion show is full of sexy, gorgeous girls who are not shy and do not mind mixing with a handsome ad-agency owner on a social level. When the seventh book ended Rhea had just won the first prize for her dress in the fashion show.

 

In the eighth book Vikas is still in Delhi with Rhea and the events of the fashion show are unfolding. When we last saw Rhea, she had just won the first prize in the fashion show. The story carries on in this book and follows Vikas and Rhea’s weekend. Toward the end of the book they return to Bombay, so you can rest assured that the story will continue as normal in the next book.

 

In the ninth book, we see mostly Vikas working on his business. There are two major acquisitions in that book – Pooja Hegde and Parineeti Chopra. Vikas opens a new bank account in order to get a loan to buy Crewing Partners. He is also working on a deal with an American modelling agency to source models from there.

 

The tenth book sees Vikas interacting, romancing and fucking his favourite most trusted whores. Things carry on both in business and in family. Vikas finally claims Shweta, an event that had been in the offing for a long time.

 

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

 

The twelfth book starts exactly where the last one left with Rashmika and Ravi still hanging out with Vikas. The main story in this book is the Agarwal family going to meet the Sharma family to see their daughter Neha for Guddu. That had a lot of family implications plus a blast from the past for Vikas and some secrets and some revelations.

 

In the thirteen book, the day continues, we have family meetings to discuss some of the events , some events take place in current time, but you also see some characters preparing for the events to come in the next few days.

 

The other books are also available on the same platforms as this book. The first six books are also available as two trilogy bundles.

 

This is the most popular series and as a result it has had some spin-off's based on the main premise. These are:

Flying High - 2 books

Angel Face - 1 book

Tammy Story - 1 book

Inviting Trouble - 2 books

Family Matters – 2 books

 

 

 

Chapter 1 – Rashmika Sees a Flat

“Oh, god! This is so much better than that flat we wanted for so long.” Rashmika could not hide her excitement as soon as the builder’s agent had left them alone to look over the flat.

 

They were being afforded every courtesy and they knew that it was because of Vikas' name. Ravi turned away from the big windows and came over to Rashmika. There was no furniture in the place yet but it was easy to see that it was a comfortably big place. They had seen the model flat with all the furniture set up then came up to see this flat which was available for them to take if they wanted. It was almost finished and they could sign the papers today itself.

 

“Rashi, this is almost double of what we were paying there.” Ravi said.

 

“Before they jacked up the price on us.” Rashmika pointed out “And boss has said he will approve our loan, we can afford it. With your promotion and the loan, we can afford it without stretching ourselves.”

 

“Don’t count on my promotion yet.” Ravi said “Remember there is a condition for that? I have to break my boss first. If I can’t get Neha to spread her legs for the big boss, then we are screwed.”

 

“You will, baby, you will.” Rashmika stood with her back to the wall and pulled Ravi in front of her “Why would she not bend over for the boss, honey? She will, you will see. Wo aaraam se degi Sir ko.”

 

[She will spread for him easily.]

 

“No, baby, you are not getting it.” Ravi said “I have never broken a girl like this before. Sir wants me to make her surrender to him. Rashi, I knew you liked boss, you even wanted to get under him, and still it took so long just to let him fuck you. With her, I don’t even know if she is still open or not.”

 

“Baby, Sir has nailed her once, no?”

 

“Yes, I think so.”

 

Rashmika looked at him “You think so? You don’t know? You told me you know that he has already fucked her.”

 

“I am pretty sure.” Ravi said “Obviously, he didn’t bang her in front of me, but I am pretty sure he was inside her as soon as I left.”

 

“Oh. I thought you saw her getting fucked.” Rashmika said.

 

“Rashi, I didn’t see him fuck you either, but I know he fucked you, don’t I?” Ravi argued.

 

“Because I told you.”

 

“And I heard your screams even before you told me.” Ravi said.

 

“Did you hear her screams while boss was using her?”

 

“Um, no.” Ravi shook his head “I had left. But, Rashi, he was going to fuck her. She was ready for it, she was begging for it. He didn’t put his dick in her in front of me, but even a blind guy could see that she was ready to take his dick and boss was going to enter her as soon as I left.”

 

“Hmmm. What did you see yourself?” Rashmika asked.

 

“Well, we went to his place, Neha and I.” Ravi recalled the incident “She was wearing a totally slutty dress, and yes, she took her panties off before going into his place.”

 

“Hmm, ok.” Rashmika nodded “That shows she was interested in riding his dick. Was he also interested?”

 

“Yes, totally.” Ravi nodded “He was touching her, squeezing her and she was flirting with him, fully willing and ready.”

 

“Squeezing her, like her boobs?”

 

“Not in front of me, but he did squeeze her ass.” Ravi said “Rashi, the energy between them was so sexual, even I could see boss was not going to let her go unfucked from there.”

 

“So, you are sure that he drilled her that day?”

 

“I didn’t see him enter her, ok? But I am very sure.” Ravi nodded.

 

“Then your problem is solved.” Rashmika said “If he has been inside her already then she will not mind taking him in her again. Women are weird like that. Jisse ek baar chud chuki hain, usse de deti hain aaraam se. I had a friend who was taking her ex-husband’s dick every week or so even after the divorce, instead of fucking new guys who were chasing her.”

 

[We easily spread for a guy who has fucked us before.]

 

“It’s not a question of just fucking once, Rashi,” Ravi said “she has to become his bitch and I have to make her. Boss will fuck her regularly, whenever he wants, she must agree to that. I have to tell boss that she has agreed for that. That’s when I get the promotion because boss will not promote her until she is his personal whore, fully in his control.”

 

“Just use the trick I told you last night, no?” Rashmika said “She will surrender.”

 

“Rashi, if it was just a question of her bending over and taking boss up her ass, even I would feel confident that I can make her do that.” Ravi said “But baby, becoming his bitch, like fully on his leash....I am not sure. She is married, to become another man’s personal bitch, she won’t do that easily.”

 

“Was she married when boss nailed her first?”

 

“I am not sure. I don’t think so.” Ravi said “I know that boss was not.”

 

“That would not matter.” Rashmika said “She is going to be his whore not girlfriend. But if she is married then she will have to either break her husband or hide it from him that she has become boss’ bitch. That matters.”

 

“And that’s what makes me worried.”

 

“Baby, she can’t do anything to you. If you try to break her and fail, you won’t lose anything. You will be where you started.” Rashmika said “But if you try and bring her under boss, you gain a lot, not just the promotion but esteem in his eyes.”

 

“Hmmm.” Ravi nodded.

 

“Ravi, what is this? I have been looking at it and ...is it a picture frame? It’s weird.” Rashmika touched a metal frame on the wall that had four arms.

 

“Oh, that’s the frame for the TV, baby.” Ravi said “Where we can mount a big-screen TV on the wall.”

 

“That would be nice.” Rashmika said “A big TV.”

 

“Listen, should I tell Neha that boss wants to fuck her or tell her about the CFO position first?”

 

“The CFO position,” Rashmika said “she will be more interested in knowing the price one she knows what she will win. But tell her the way we discussed. Tell her boss is looking to hire from outside because the new CFO will have to be his personal bitch. She might say herself that she is ready to be his bitch.”

 

“Rashi, there are so many hot girls in my office, I have never fucked any of them, not even grabbed any girl’s ass.”

 

“I know, baby.” Rashmika nodded “You are not the type.”

 

“But now I have to break this hot, married woman, make her accept that she will take boss’ cock in all her holes, whenever he wants.” Ravi sighed “It’s totally against my nature.”

 

“Don’t think of her as a married woman,” Rashmika said “think of her as a slut who is ready to be impaled on boss’ cock for her career.”

 

“But is she?”

 

“She will be after you –“

 

The doorbell rang.

 

“Huh? We have a visitor?” Ravi looked at Rashmika.

 

“Must be the agent coming back to tell us she has to close the office.”

 

But when Ravi opened the door it was not the agent. It was Vikas with Sonali.

 

“Hello, Aunty!” Rashmika came forward quickly and hugged Sonali.

 

Ravi had never met Sonali. Vikas introduced them “Sasu Maa, this is my colleague Ravi. Ravi, meet my mother-in-law Sonali.”

 

“Hello, ma’am.” Ravi said. He was nervous. He was always nervous in Vikas' presence but even Sonali was making him nervous. She was a stunning beauty and though she was mature, she was gorgeous and fit. Her glittery chiffon saree looked more expensive than his one month’s rent.

 

“My boss!” Rashmika smiled as she moved forward and hugged Vikas. Her heart was racing and she could feel a tingle between her legs.

 

Vikas squeezed her soft, slender body in his and touched his lips to her ear “Saree, my bitch?”

 

Rashmika looked at him with a soft smile, staying in his arms “Sorry, Sir. I didn’t expect to meet you today. Am I not looking fuckable though?”

 

 

Her question was valid. She was wearing a very thin, sheer beige saree in chiffon. Her blouse was a very tiny tank blouse with noodle straps, hardly bigger than a bra. The cleavage was showing her milky white breasts, directly and through the sheer saree. There was no back to the blouse except a little strap with a hook in the middle of her back. Her midriff was fully bare, so was her lower back. She had tied the saree low, several inches below her navel and it just barely covered her ass crack. Her heels were six inches high and had two inch platforms, making her ass look really hot and inviting in that thin saree. Her petticoat was also very thin and almost sheer, her legs got outlined beautifully when she walked. Her hair was tied in a bun which accentuated the effect of the bare back.

 

“That’s not the question.” Vikas said and squeezed her ass.

 

Rashmika leaned in and whispered “Kachchhee nahin hai.”

 

[No panties.]

 

“So?” Vikas shrugged.

 

Rashmika made a face at him and moved back. She included Sonali in her question as she said “You were going to a family thing, no, how come you came here?”

 

“Yes, we went to meet my younger son’s prospective in-laws.” Sonali answered “On the way back Vikas said that you and Ravi would be here. It was on our way so we decided to say hello if you were still here.”

 

“It’s so wonderful that you did, aunty.” Rashmika smiled “It would be great to have your opinion on this flat.”

 

“And my opinion, cunt?” Vikas said.

 

Rashmika stuck her tongue out at him. Vikas laughed. She turned and started telling them about the flat.

 

 

 

Sonali was wearing a saree outfit that was even skimpier than Rashmika’s, if that was possible. Her saree was golden but fully sheer with sequins in it. Her halter blouse had noodle straps and was very tiny. As her breasts were heavier than Rashmika’s young, firm tits, they were sagging under their own weight and the halter blouse was holding them like a hammock with a deep cleavage visible through her sheer saree. There was no back to the blouse, it was tied with a pair of string straps on her back.

 

Her saree was tied even lower than Rashmika’s. Her midriff was visible including her navel and Rashmika could even see an inch of her ass crack peeking out in the back. She was obviously not wearing any panties. Her saree pleats were being contained by a little micromini skirt which did not even come down to her mid-thigh. Her legs were partially visible through the sheer saree even when she stood, her milky thighs looked gorgeous through the layers of the transparent fabric.

 

Sonali’s heels were also higher than Rashmika’s, she was wearing eight-inch high stilettos with four-inch platforms in gold. Her hair was done in waves around her shoulders but it was not covering her bare back. Rashmika envied her tight, shapely ass and her tall feminine form. She hoped she would that sexy when she got to her age.

 

As Ravi started telling them about the flat, Rashmika noticed that Sonali was staying close to Vikas, clinging to him without caring about the others. Vikas’ arm was wrapped around her waist and he was rubbing her smooth, bare back up and down. She saw Sonali giving easily into his caresses even when his hand moved up her back and rubbed boldly all over her smooth skin.

 

When Rashmika had gone to Sonali’s before, she had noticed some energy, some sexual tension between Vikas and Sonali, at least she had felt that it was sexual tension. She had seen how utterly obedient Sonali was to anything Vikas said and Vikas treated her more like a wife than a mother-in-law. There also she had seen him hold her, squeeze her and rub her back. She had wondered if there was something between them then she had dismissed the thought as a product of her dirty mind – how could Sonali take Vikas in her, she was Kajal’s real mother, no a stepmom or aunty?

 

But now Sonali was behaving like she was Vikas' wife and staying close to him like they were the ones looking for a flat. She saw Vikas' hand move down on Sonali’s back and as they moved to another room, following Ravi, Rashmika walked behind and saw Vikas' fingers teasing Sonali’s bare ass crack, rubbing slowly up and down. The way Sonali was moving against him, she knew it and she liked it. Rashmika again began to wonder if Vikas' had been inside his beautiful mother-in-law. He was a very affectionate and open person so it was not easy to tell with him if he was just being himself or if he had actually nailed his gorgeous mother-in-law who was an ex-model and still smoking hot in her forties.

 

While Ravi was saying something about where the air-conditioner would go in the bedroom, Sonali leaned in and said something in Vikas' ear. Vikas grinned and squeezed her ass. She pressed even closer into him. Rashmika felt jealous. She was beginning to feel that Vikas had definitely been inside Sonali and probably more than once. She was sure now that Sonali had given in to her handsome son-in-law and she could not blame her, the man was a hunk, extremely intelligent and powerful, he would be any woman’s dream.

 

Ravi opened the door of the attached bathroom and started telling them about the features. He was obviously excited as the bathroom was more than double the size of their current bathroom and about ten times more luxurious. Rashmika was staying back slightly and watching Vikas rather than Ravi. She saw Vikas slip his hand under Sonali’s saree and squeeze her bare ass cheek. Sonali moaned and bit her lip.

 

That made Rashmika even more jealous. Vikas had only fucked her once so far and she was his new whore but it seemed like his relationship with his mother-in-law was much more intimate. He was boldly kneading her bare ass cheeks in her saree and she was clinging to him, saying something in his ear and sucking his neck.

 

Even if Rashmika did not care about Ravi being there, she could not take Vikas' dick in front of Sonali, and her saree, it was not as easy to fuck in as a mini dress. She resolved never to wear anything but micromini dresses and skirts from now on. But she wanted him now, she wanted his hand on her ass not on the mature beauty queen that he had brought with him. She was feeling very anxious and impatient as she felt the urgent need to have him in her. She didn’t know how long he could stay and the thought that he might be on his way without fucking her first was making Rashmika desperate.

 

As they entered the second bedroom, Rashmika boldly walked over to him and took his hand “Sir? We need your advice on this one – should we make this a guest bedroom or a media room?”

 

Vikas put his arm around her neck as they looked at the wall and in the same motion he slipped his hand inside her deep-neck blouse. While Ravi was telling them where the projector could go, Vikas was kneading Rashmika’s hot, firm tits, crushing them hard and pinching her nipples. Rashmika was suppressing her moans, biting her lip to keep them from escaping. Her pussy was pulsing with need. She wanted him in her pussy right now. She knew she could not let him go without fucking her first.

 

She turned her head and whispered in his ear “Kutiya hoon main aap ki.”

 

[I am your bitch.]

 

“Mhmm.” Vikas nodded.

 

“There is a small room we can make into a guest bedroom if we make this a media room.” Ravi said.

 

“Please, chod do.” Rashmika whispered, hanging back as Ravi led Sonali out to the other room.

 

[Please, fuck me.]

 

“In saree?” Vikas raised his eyebrows.

 

“Nangi ho joun?” She offered.

 

[I can get naked.]

 

Vikas pressed her to the wall outside the small bedroom and while Ravi was explaining to Sonali how it could be used, Vikas pulled Rashmika’s right breast out of her blouse and closed his mouth around it. Rashmika gasped as his hot, wet mouth sent electric shocks into her body. Her pussy was now soaking wet and soaking her thighs in her cunt juices. Vikas pulled her left breast out as well and sucked it hard.

 

“Mmmm, chod do na,” Rashmika begged in whispered “Aap ki kutiya hoon. Kutiya ki tarah ragad do. Please, Sir, aap ke lund ki ghulaam hoon main, mujhe aap ka lund chahiye. Please, daal do.”

 

[Please, fuck me. I am your bitch. Pound me like a bitch. Please, Sir, I am a slave to your dick, I need your dick in me. Please, enter me.]

 

“Kahan?” Vikas looked at her as he unhooked her blouse.

 

[Where?]

 

“Mmmm, jahan marzi. Har chhed mein.” She gasped as he continued sucking her tits even deeper into his mouth. Her pussy was on fire. She was writhing on the wall while he teased her nipples with his tongue and sent hot flames down her spine. Her pussy was on fire and she knew she needed him deep inside her right now no matter who could see it.

 

[Anywhere you want. In all my holes.]

 

Vikas removed her blouse and dropped it on the floor. He grabbed her tits and crushed them hard as he pressed her back into the wall. As Rashmika lifted her head to moan, Vikas closed her mouth with his own. She grabbed his head and pressed her lips hard into his, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Vikas sucked her tongue, teased it, then pushed it back with his tongue. They fought for a while then Rashmika surrendered, allowed his tongue into her mouth like a victorious army. She drank his saliva and sucked his tongue, their breaths blending into an erotic mix. His hands were rough on her bare breasts, crushing her soft, pliable mounds painfully hard. The pain was making Rashmika hotter and hungrier for his abuse. She was holding his head with both hands and rubbing his cheeks with her thumbs while she drank his saliva, showing him her full surrender.

 

He pulled back as they heard Sonali and Ravi’s footsteps. He adjusted her saree over her chest, but it was completely sheer and not covering her tits at all. They were hard now and her nipples were poking through very clearly. But Sonali and Ravi did not notice anything. She was asking him about a balcony and Ravi offered to show her the great balcony they had. Vikas turned to follow them. Rashmika grabbed his wrist and pulled him over herself again.

 

“Chode bina jaane nahin doongi.” She looked defiantly up into his eyes and started openig his pants.

 

[I won’t let you go without banging me.]

 

Vikas dropped his shorts, baring his thick, long shaft, erect like a tree trunk. Rashmika reached down and quickly lifted her saree and petticoat over her hips. Vikas stepped forward and entered her in one smooth, powerful, decisive thrust.

 

“Amma!” Rashmika screamed as his massive beast speared into her hungry cunt with his first hard, brutal thrust. She was soaking wet and he was rock hard, the result was that his first thrust itself penetrated more than halfway deep into her vagina and the pain was unbearable.

 

Two tears rolled down Rashmika’s smooth cheeks as Vikas kept her pinned to the wall and started penetrating her deeper with expert, forceful strokes. His strokes were grinding her ass on the wall and it was all Rashmika could do to keep her sanity. He grabbed her tits and crushed them hard while drilling her cunt in and out. Rashmika lifted her head and groaned loudly. Vikas pressed his mouth on hers and fed her his saliva while his cock claimed her vagina with long, hard strokes, showing her very clearly that this cock owned her form head to toe now. She was his property and nothing more.

 

“Kutiya?” He said.

 

[Bitch?]

 

“Ji, maalik.” She opened her eyes and looked up into his eyes.

 

[Yes, Master?]

 

“Kiski?” he raised his eyebrows.

 

[Whose?]

 

“Aap ki. Sirf aapki.” She met his gaze “Aap ki paltu kutiya.”

 

[Yours, only yours. Your pet bitch.]

 

“Did you really think I would go without fucking you?” He smiled softly.

 

“Yes, you were so...busy.” She was having trouble speaking now as her pussy was getting extremely hot and his hard strokes into her vagina were taking her breath away.

 

“Why do you think I came here, despite being busy?” He kneaded her breast leaned in, sucking her neck just below her jaw line.

 

“Meri lene?” She whispered in his ear.

 

[To fuck me?]

 

“Apni kutiya ko chodne.” He sank his teeth in her neck.

 

[To fuck my bitch.]

 

“Oh, Amma!” his attention as much as his hard fucking, pushed Rashmika over the edge and her pussy exploded like a geyser shooting out of the ground.

 

Ravi heard her scream on the balcony and turned to go “Oh, Rashi!”

 

Sonali grabbed his wrist, arresting his progress mid-step. He looked at her.

 

“One should not interrupt the boss when he is busy, Ravi.” She said.

 

Ravi swallowed and nodded.

 

“Tell me about the kitchen, is it big?” Sonali said.

 

“Yes, very big and –“ Another scream from Rashmika interrupted him, but Sonali was still holding his wrist. He swallowed and continued “It’s very well equipped, the fridge is so big.”

 

Sonali nodded “I am guessing Rashmika is a good cook?”

 

Rashmika was not thinking about cooking right now. She was thrashing about on the wall and trying to keep her sanity while Vikas' massive beast of a cock used and abused her gorgeous body ruthlessly. Her first orgasm had led into the second orgasm very quickly and she had screamed again. Now her pussy was getting hot again as Vikas was sucking her left breast while he squeezed and kneaded the right one hard in his strong, calloused hand.

 

“Anh, baby!” She was pushing her fingers deep into his hair and shoving her hot breast into his moth. She knew her husband would be able to hear her screams but he already knew that she was Vikas' whore now. As Vikas was pounding her and her screams were filling the flat but still her husband was not coming in, Rashmika was getting a strong feeling that Sonali was keeping Ravi out of the room. That was making her suspicion a certainty that Vikas had definitely been inside his mother-in-law, she probably knew he was going to nail Rashmika before they came there. It made her whole body fill with hot currents and her hips jerked as her pussy exploded into a hot shower of sparks “Ah, mar gayee!”

 

Vikas grabbed her by the neck and rubbed her windpipe up and down with his thumb while he destroyed her pussy like a monster. Rashmika felt her pussy tingle as she felt him control her breathing. He was not choking her, not even a little bit but just feeling his thumb on her windpipe, with the hint that he could take her life any second that he wanted, made Rashmika’s pussy burn with flames that threatened to consume her whole being. He was not even pressing on her windpipe and Rashmika was going crazy with erotic heat.

 

“Who owns your life, Rashu?” He said in her ear.

 

“You do, Sir. Only you.” Rashmika was trying to survive the violent orgasms that were ripping through her body like storms through a coastal town. Her eyes were closed tightly and her tears were flowing down her cheek, falling on her tits.

 

Vikas' hand connected with her soft, smooth cheek in a loud slap “Look at me and say that.”

 

“Hay, Amma!” Rashmika felt the force of that slap all through her body. Her pussy was pulsing so hard that she could feel her pulse without touching it. She opened her eyes with an effort and looked him with wet eyes “You own my life, Sir. You own every bit of me.”

 

The back of Vikas' hand slapped her right cheek this time and Rashmika’s tears sprayed out of her eyes from the force “Sir or Master, you little cunt?”

 

“Master!” She breathed. His hand was back on her throat Rashmika felt like she was going to die from arousal “Owner!” She looked up at him with leaking eyes “You are my god!”

 

“Don’t talk nonsense.” This time his hand slapped her breast and Rashmika could not breathe, she could not speak, not even to say that she was telling the truth, that she knew it in her bones, but her pussy was pulsing and spewing out her hot oily cum, soaking his massive cock while she waited for him to choke her. But he never did. He just kept his thumb on her windpipe and rubbed slowly up and down, making her wait for her own destruction and driving her past the edge of sanity.

 

“Please, Sir!” Rashmika gasped between orgasms “Gaand mein daal do. Gaand maar lo meri. Please, Sir. Main aap ki randi hoon. Randi ki tarah meri gaand tod do.”

 

[Jam it in my ass. Fuck my ass, please. I am your whore. Break my ass slike a whore.]

 

To her surprise and delight, he didn’t make her wait. He pulled out of her cunt, turned her around and pushed his cock into her ass, keeping her saree lifted over her ass.

 

“Hay, Amma!” Rashmika screamed and grabbed the TV mount frame in front of her. It felt cold as ice, or maybe her hands were burning hot. She was all burning hot. Vikas had shoved several inches of his thick shaft up into her ass in a brutal thrust and Rashmika was feeling like the pain was going to disintegrate her whole body.

 

But even then he was not waiting to let her get used to his massive cock like he had done in his bedroom. He grabbed her shoulders and started fucking her ass, pushing his thick, throbbing manmeat deeper into her tight ass. Already Rashmika’s breath was getting knocked out of her lungs, but when he grabbed her tits and crushed them hard, she came with a long, loud scream.

 

Rashmika could see now from the corner of her eye that Ravi was watching from the doorway. Sonali was next to him holding him by the wrist. Rashmika could see that Ravi looked concerned for her but he was also rock hard, his cock was clearly outlined in his pants. Rashmika wanted to reassure him that she was ok, but she had no breath to speak and Vikas' cock was going deeper into her, ripping her apart, taking away her breath, her control and her mind.

 

While Rashmika watched, Sonali pulled down Ravi’s zipper and took his cock out. Ravi’s hips bucked as Sonali wrapped her warm hand around his hard cock. Rashmika felt like she would die from the arousal. She was taking her boss’s cock in her ass in this empty flat and his gorgeous mother-in-law was pumping Rashmika’s husband’s cock. Rashmika could see that Ravi was extremely excited as he watched Vikas’ huge cock drill her ass in and out.

 

“Amma!” Rashmika screamed as Vikas jammed his cock into her anal canal and Rashmika felt like her body was exploding not a million pieces. Her pussy was pumping out her hot cum so hard that it was making an artwork on the wall, on the wall of her brand new, not-even-claimed flat. She turned and looked at him “This....this is what you came for?”

 

He smiled as he grabbed by the hair and turned her face up. He pressed his lips on hers and kissed her hard while he continued to pound her ass, his cockhead drilling in and out of her anal canal. Rashmika was going crazy with erotic heat, sucking his tongue, drinking his saliva while accepting his brutal cock so ruthlessly deep in her ass. She could hear him grunting next to her ear and she loved that he was so excited to use her.

 

Rashmika’s elbows folded and she found herself crushed on the wall with Vikas' hard, forceful thrusts. She cried out as her tits were flattened on the wall, she could feel them being ground by his strokes, her body and mind both in a turmoil. Her cheek was pressed on the TV mount and she could see her hot breath on the black metal. Ravi took an impulsive step forward as Vikas slammed Rashmika into the wall but Rashmika quickly said “No, baby! He has a right to fuck me as he wants. He is my owner. It’s my place to be used and abused by him whenever, wherever he wants. I am his whore, nothing but his whore.”

 

Even if he wanted to, Ravi could not have moved. Sonali was holding his dick and as she was pumping it, Ravi’s knees were getting weak. Now Rashmika had no doubt that Vikas had broken his beautiful mother-in-law and she knew that Rashmika was his whore. Both were incredibly exciting thoughts.

 

Vikas grabbed her hair and pressed her face on the metal TV mount “Who owns this ass, whore?”

 

“You do, Sir.” Rashmika panted “You own my ass. You own me. You own my soul, Master!”

 

It must have been her submission combined with her beauty that drove Vikas over the edge. He grunted like a beast and sank his teeth into her soft, warm neck as he exploded in her ass. He kept her pinned to the wall and fucked her ruthlessly deep, pumping his hot seed into her bowels, marking her like no man had ever managed to mark her. Rashmika cried out and her pussy exploded again, making another, bigger stain on the wall with her cum.

 

“Mmmmm.” Rashmika moaned as she felt the heat of his cum spreading over her body.

 

Sonali walked forward and Rashmika noticed that Ravi was standing there, his cum dripping from the tip of his cock. He must have cum about the time that Vikas came in Rashmika’s ass.

 

As Vikas pulled his cock of Rashmika’s ass, Sonali went down to her knees next to him, her mouth open to take his cum-drenched cock inside.

 

“No!” Rashmika turned from the wall “I want it.”

 

“Rashi! Rashi!” Ravi repeated.

 

“Yes, baby?” Rashmika said. She looked around and there was no Vikas, no Sonali, only her husband standing a few feet from her looking at her with concern.

 

“Are you ok?” Ravi said “You asked me about that TV mount then you have been staring at it and only said “I want it.” after a long time.”

 

“Ummm, yeah, baby, I was just thinking can we even afford a big TV like that, but I do want it.” Rashmika smiled “I have an idea about breaking your boss Neha Pendse.”

 

“Oh, ok.” Ravi said “What’s the idea?”

 

“Why don’t we invite her to our place for dinner,” Rashmika said “and I will help you break her?”

 

“You? But you don’t know her.” Ravi said.

 

“Baby, she has had boss in him, and I have had boss inside me, we have that in common.” Rashmika said “I maybe able to reach her from that angle. I could understand her psychology. You said she is married, right? But is she satisfied?”

 

“I have no idea.”

 

“How does she dress?”

 

“Slutty as possible.” Ravi said “Very short or sheer dress, never any panties, very high heels.”

 

“Flirts with guys?”

 

“All the time, with her words and her hands.” Ravi nodded.

 

“She is hungry.” Rashmika said confidently “She will break easily.”

 

“Well, then, let me try her first. I would not like to involve you, if possible.”

 

“Ok, baby.” Rashmika walked over to him and hugged “I know you can bring that bitch to her knees.”

 

 

Chapter 2 – A Frank Chat with Sonali

“Sonali?” Vikas said as the car was moving out of the Sharmas’ driveway.

 

“Ji, baby?” Sonali turned to him.

 

“Who do you belong to?”

 

Sonali grinned and turned to him “I belong to this handsome hunk who just conquers any kingdom he sets foot in.”

 

He pulled her close and she pressed her lips on his. For the next few minutes, they were making out like young lovers who have got privacy from parents after a long time. The driver had already put up the privacy screen before Vikas got in the car but the way Sonali was sucking Vikas' tongue and drinking his saliva it did not seem like she cared about anything except pressing her body into his like she wanted to melt into him. Vikas was rubbing her smooth back in her deep-cut dress and squeezing her tight, making her soft, full breasts get crushed on his chest.

 

“Mmmmm, god!” She looked at him with adoring eyes “You were so amazing today! I know what an impressive man you are and still you amaze me, every single time!”

 

He grinned “You are happy with how things went today then?”

 

“Very happy.” Sonali nodded.

 

He kept her in his arms, both of them facing each other awkwardly in the backseat, his hands caressing down her smooth back, squeezing her ass cheeks. He looked at her gorgeous face “So, you don’t have the prejudice against the rich girl anymore?”

 

“Oh, my prejudice is intact, dear,” Sonali said “if anything, my prejudice is proven today. That girl is a rich brat and she is a slut, both those sisters are.”

 

“So....” Vikas frowned “you won’t let Guddu....”

 

“No, no, I have no problem in Guddu marrying her,” Sonali said and smiled “because I know you are going to claim her and keep her on a short leash.”

 

“Oh.”

 

“Yes, Vikas,” Sonali leaned in and rubbed his chest “I won’t bring her home unless she is fully in your possession and completely in your control and I do mean completely.”

 

“But if you know she is a slut....”

 

“She will be your slut, that’s what I am saying.” Sonali said “She will belong to you, and you will control her. I can’t expect Guddu to control her. She will eat him alive. That’s like telling a lamb to control a lioness. But you are a lion tamer, you can tame her and if you hold her leash then I will have no worry about her damaging the family.”

 

“You expect me to fuck my brother-in-law’s would-be?” Vikas looked in her eyes.

 

“Baby, that’s exactly what I expect.” Sonali met his eyes “I expect you to break her and nail her, not only now but regularly. You will keep her in your possession and fuck her regularly after the marriage also.”

 

“Do I need to fuck her to keep her in my control?” Vikas said.

 

“Vikas, remember what you told me, that you were planning to take me in your hand after marrying Kajal?” Sonali looked at him “You said you were planning to fuck me after you married Kajal and keep me in your control?”

 

“Oh, that was a long time ago when you came to me for help and I fucked you on the sofa in my flat.” Vikas smiled.

 

“That’s where you started but later you fucked me in your bed as well.” Sonali smiled back “At that time you told me that you were planning to take control of me after marrying Kajal and you were planning to do that by fucking me. By coming to you for help I had moved forward your timeline but you were always intending to break me and keep me in your possession.”

 

“It was the truth.” Vikas nodded “I had decided to marry Kajal only after I met you and I am honest with myself so I had already accepted that there was no way I was not going to fuck you, taking ownership of you was part of my relationship plan for Kajal and me. When you came to me for help, I just took that opportunity to nail you there and then”

 

“And you were right to nail me.” Sonali nodded “Other than this being the best thing that happened to me, practically also it was the right thing to do. You could not head the family without first having me in your control and your decision to fuck me to take me in control was also the right one.”

 

“Oh, was it?” Vikas grinned.

 

“Look, Vikas, we are both mature and worldly people, you know as well as I do that it would have happened anyway.” Sonali said “Suppose you had not planned this so clearly that you were going to fuck me and own me, what would have happened?”

 

“What would have happened?”

 

“You would have gotten married to Kajal and after that you would have met me many times.” Sonali smiled “False modesty aside, I know I look good for my age.”

 

Vikas shook his head.

 

“No?” Sonali looked at him.

 

“Uh huh,” he shook head “not for your age. You just look hot. For any age. You have an insane amount of sex appeal.”

 

“Aw, you are such a charmer.” She leaned and they kissed. What started as a simple, causal kiss continued much longer as they both were attracted to each other and they were finding privacy after a long time. Vikas kneaded her hot breasts in the thin gown and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Their breaths mingled with each other in a heady, erotic mix. Sonali moaned in his mouth and squirmed as her body started to awaken the way only his touch could make it.

 

“God!” She panted “You make me forget everything. What was I saying?”

 

“What would happen if this charmer married your daughter without having any plan to fuck you.” Visas said “And then he kept meeting his stunning, hot mother-in-law.”

 

“Yes. Well, you are a hunk of a man and although, I would try to be good, I could not help but notice what a good looking man you are.”

 

“Well, you said you already noticed it.” Vikas said.

 

“I did, and I would do more once you were married and were coming to my house a lot more.” Sonali said “You would see me and though you would feel my sex appeal but I am your mother-in-law so you would feel guilty about thinking dirty thoughts about me. I would see you as the handsome, sweet, wonderful man you are but I would chide myself for even having the thoughts of taking my son-in-law’s dick in me. We would both feel the sexual attraction but we would both feel guilty about it.”

 

“God, is that how normal people live?”

 

“Normal people are very repressed.” Sonali nodded.

 

“So, I would never be able to fuck you even though I feel like throwing you down and jamming my dick in you all the time?”

 

“What would probably happen is that some day you and I would find ourselves alone, in the house, or at your place, or in your office even, and there we would end up having sex. You would fuck me and enjoy it, but then you would feel guilty about it.”

 

“And we will swear never to do it again, and never tell anybody?”

 

“Correct, but it will happen again.”

 

“It will?” Vikas looked at her innocently.

 

“The sexual tension is too much and we have done it once so we know how amazing it feels.” Sonali said “So, this time, you will make some excuse to be alone with me, and I will make it easier, and again I will have you in me and you will show me how much you crave fucking me.”

 

“But then?”

 

“Then we will feel guilty again.” Sonali said “It will continue like that, it will create tension between you and Kajal and also between you and me, it will strain our family relations. It will make all three of us unhappy – you, me and Kajal.”

 

“Hmmm.” Vikas nodded “Thank god, it didn’t happen.”

 

“It didn’t happen because you are a smart man, and not repressed.” Sonali said “You saw me, felt my sex appeal and accepted it boldly that you wanted to fuck me. Then you made a plan to not only fuck me but keep me in your possession. Now, I am your whore, but I don’t feel bad about it, you enjoy fucking me and don’t have any guilt, and you keep Kajal happy, I can see that, even a blind person can see how happy she is and how she adores you.”

 

“You are right, but how did we get on the topic of us?”

 

“I was just telling you that a man cannot control a woman unless his dick owns her.” Sonali said “You have shown me that very clearly. I could not run the family as well as you could. It needed a strong head of family which you were, but you could not take control from me without taking control of me, and like I said the only way was for you to treat me as your wife, fuck me, own me, and control not just me but the whole famly. I needed to belong to your dick for the good of the family.”

 

“And you want Neha to belong to my dick?”

 

“There is no other way to keep the family together.” Sonali said “No other way that Guddu can marry her.”

 

“Sona, in her case, how is it possible –“

 

“I will make it possible, dear,” Sonali said “I will send her to you with some excuse for a few days at a time. You fuck her there and keep her completely in your control. You have already opened the door with her parents so that I can do this before marriage, so she will be your property before we have to make the final decision to bring her home.”

 

“And what will Kajal say?”

 

“I will explain to Kajal,” Sonali said “she won't mind once she understands that her brother’s happiness and the family’s peace can be achieved only like this. Otherwise I will say that Guddu should marry that girl Nidhi, she is a nice girl and she is already in your possession. You claimed her yesterday, didn’t you?”

 

“No point in going all the way to Vashi otherwise.” Vikas grinned.

 

“She is a nice girl,” Sonali nodded “I could see that she would easily come under your control.”

 

“No doubt that she is a nice girl,” Vikas said “but Guddu loves Neha.”

 

“He can marry Neha,” Sonali said “but she must belong to your dick even before the marriage, or I would not feel easy.”

 

“I see.”

 

“Didn’t you find her beautiful?” Sonali said.

 

“Oh, she’s very hot.” Vikas said.

 

“Then, why don’t you want to nail her?” Sonali said “We will invite her to our place like you said and somewhere in the day, I will make an excuse to have her alone with you. Then you fuck her and put her on your leash. Or you can take her to your place with some simple excuse.”

 

“I see.”

 

“Vikas, baby, you are the boss, I will do anything you tell me,” she looked at him “but you asked my opinion and I won’t feel happy bringing her home unless she is on your leash and she completely belongs to your dick. And I know you will need to keep fucking her to keep her in your control.”

 

“You seem to think she will easily spread her legs for me.”

 

“She will.” Sonali nodded “She is a slut and you are dashing man. I could see she was already eating out of your hand. You can easily bring her under you. I will help you break her.”

 

“I already nailed her, babe.” Vikas said “I fucked her today when we went for a private chat.”

 

“What?” Sonali’s eyes opened “Oh, my god, you fucked her on the golf course?”

 

“Aw, you are such a sweet, innocent, babe.” Vikas cupped her cheek and kissed her on the lips “You believe anything anyone tells you?”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“We didn’t go to any golf course.” Vikas smiled “I took her to her room and drilled her thoroughly.”

 

“Oh.” Sonali thought about it “But, no, Kajal went to find you and she saw you two on the golf course.”

 

Vikas grinned “How did you survive in modelling?”

 

“You mean....” Sonali’s jaw dropped “Oh, my god, Kajal knows you fucked Neha?”

 

“She saw me fucking her ass.” Vikas smiled.

 

“And she didn’t mind?”

 

“She is also of the opinion that if Neha is to become your daughter-in-law then she must first belong to my dick.”

 

“My Kajal is a smart girl.” Sonali said “Don’t you agree?”

 

“That Kajal is a smart girl? Of course.”

 

“No! I mean that Neha needs to belong to your dick.”

 

“Of course, I do.” Vikas nodded “That’s why I nailed her today. I could see that she is a slut, but she is gorgeous so Guddu would be happy to have her as a trophy. She cannot be left unchecked though or she would make him and herself both unhappy as well as damage the family, so she had to be tamed and leashed and luckily, I know how to tame such wild bitches.”

 

“Now she is your bitch?” Sonali said.

 

“She is going to be.” Vikas nodded.

 

“Please, make her your bitch and let me know how I can help.” Sonali said “Please, don’t tell Kajal that I know about you fucking Neha.”

 

“She will guess it.” Vikas said.

 

“Maybe. But she might not.” Sonali smiled “It’s not a normal thing for a mother-in-law to ask her son-in-law to fuck the incoming daughter-in-law.”

 

“This is not a normal situation.” Vikas said “But ok, I won’t tell Kaju that you know unless she suggests it herself.”

 

Sonali hugged him and kissed him on the lips “Oh, I am so glad you claimed that girl. It’s a weight off my chest. Now if Guddu asks me, I can give him my blessing to marry her.”

 

Vikas smiled.

 

“I am so proud of my daughter to find herself such a wonderful husband.” Sonali beamed.

 

“Oh, just her husband?” Vikas raised his eyebrow.

 

“My husband too.” Sonali smiled “Very much my husband too.”

 

Vikas leaned in and pressed his lips on her soft, warm lips. She pressed into him eagerly and clung to him as she sucked his tongue.

 

 

Chapter 3 – Prakash is Annoyed

“I don’t understand why everybody is coddling Vikas,” Prakash said after driving quietly for a while “did you notice that Ranjeet did not even show polite interest in my business?”

 

“He is a girl’s father who is trying to get his daughter married.” Amisha said calmly “And he knows that Vikas will make the final decision.”

 

“Why will he make the final decision?” Prakash demanded “Why not your mother?”

 

“Because he is the head of the family now, not mother.” Amisha said “Mom listens to him and abides by his rules and decisions. We all do.”

 

“When did he become the head of the family?” Prakash seemed to be getting irritated “And why is the head of the family? I am also a son-in-law of the family, more senior one, nobody listens to me.”

 

“I don’t know when but I know why everybody listens to him.”

 

“Why?”

 

“You won’t like it.” Amisha warned.

 

“Tell me.” Prakash challenged.

 

“Vikas is the head of the family, because he cares about everybody like a head of the family and you never have.” Amisha said “When Rhea needed to go to Delhi for her project, Vikas dropped everything and gave up his weekend to go with her. Today also, he has just come from Vashi but instead of saying he was tired, he came directly here, he picked up Rhea, and Bhabhi, and he has been a part of the family thing all day. He even managed to do research on the girl’s family even though he had his own business to run. And you, you have just come now like a VIP when we were about to go back.”

 

“Hmmm.” Prakash could not say anything more against her brutal honesty.

 

“I told you, you wouldn’t like it.” Amisha said.

 

“He is not such a saint as you think.” Prakash said, remembering all that Surveen had told him.

 

“I am not saying he is a saint.” Amisha said “but for this family he is a godsend. Even Guddu will not marry the girl if Vikas says no.”

 

“That girl is very hot,” Prakash said “but why was she behaving like that with Vikas?”

 

“Because Vikas talked to her, took the time to get to know her.” Amisha said pointedly “And she knows that Vikas is the key to her happiness. She can’t marry Guddu without Vikas' permission.”

 

“And why are you wearing this outfit?” Prakash suddenly changed tracks “A saree would be much more suitable for such an occasion.”

 

“Vikas told everyone to dress in western,” Amisha said ”Even the girl and her family followed his instructions.”

 

“Kajal was wearing a saree.” Prakash observed.

 

“She is his wife,” Amisha shrugged “she might haven taken his permission earlier. That reminds me, I will come back to Bombay this week.”

 

“We are going to your mother’s now.” Prakash said “Whatever you need to do can’t you get it done now?”

 

“No, I need to go to Vikas' office. He will get a shoot done for me.” Amisha hesitated only half a second before adding “I am going to go into modelling.”

 

“Ah, not again!” Prakash wailed “Again the modelling bug, Amisha?”

 

“Yes, again.” Amisha said firmly “This is my last chance. If I don’t take it now, soon I will be too old to even try.”

 

“But are you not too old now?” Prakash said “Most models are in their early twenties.”

 

“I am not going to compete with them.” Amisha said “There is a demand for models in every age group. You see them on TV all the time.”

 

“But, Amisha, remember what Kajal told you?” Prakash looked at her for a second “In this line producers and agents always fuck their models. Are you ready for that?”

 

“When Kajal told me that then I didn’t have a brother-in-law who owned an ad agency.” Amisha said “Now, with Vikas helping me I would not have to spread my legs on the casting couch to get the breaks.”

 

“So, Vikas has put all this in your head.”

 

“It’s quite the opposite of that.” Amisha said “He was not keen to have me try this. He warned me of the same thing that Kajal did – the casting couch, but I convinced him that I am willing to try and with his help I can make it.”

 

“He is not very interested then?”

 

“Vikas didn’t want me to get my hopes up.” Amisha said “He is willing to help his sister-in-law, though. He has warned me not to get too excited, he will just get my portfolio done and suggest it to a few clients. If I don’t get it, fine, if I get a role then he will help me.”

 

“Alright,” Prakash sighed “I suppose if you are going to try it then you won’t listen to me.”

 

“Why are you trying to stop me?” Amisha said “Isn’t your own sister a model?”

 

“Nikesha is much younger and justs as pigheaded as you.” Prakash said “And even after four years, she is still struggling. Half the time, her boyfriend helps her with her rent or sometimes I send her money. That’s why I am telling you....”

 

“Well, I have you to pay the rent.” Amisha smiled “And Vikas to help me in the modelling business.”

 

“Hmm, when will you go?” Prakash was suddenly got a plan in his head.

 

“Some day this week,” Amisha said “I will probably come back the next day.”

 

“You have to tell me so I can plan to have my meals outside that day.” Prakash said.

 

“Probably Tuesday, and I will come back on Wednesday night.” Amisha said “Vikas will confirm but he has said Tuesday should be ok.”

 

“Alright.” He looked at Amisha “So you will sleep at your mom’s on Tuesday night?”

 

“No, I will sleep at Kajal’s.” Amisha tried not to squirm but her pussy had just tingled at the thought “I want to learn as much from Vikas as possible before he goes to US. Then I can do my homework while he is away.”

 

“Mhmmm. Ok.” Prakash was hardly listening to her now, he was planning in his head if he could take Surveen out again on Tuesday night and maybe, if things worked out, bring her back to his place. He decided that he should message Surveen as soon as he reached Sonali’s place to tell her not to make other plans for Tuesday and not to stay over in Bombay after her visit to VisCom on Monday.

 

He was thinking how fortunate it was that Surveen was going to VisCom on Monday then Tuesday he could take her out. It dovetailed perfectly. He had a sudden thought, he could offer to drive Amisha on Monday morning and collect Surveen from Bombay on the way back, bringing her back to Pune. He decided to wait and ask Surveen first before offering a lift to Amisha.

 

Amisha was lost in her own thoughts. She was happy that Prakash had not objected to her plan of staying the night with Vikas. She was intent on making sure that he fucked her in the day so that when they got back to his place he would feel free to fuck her all night. She will see if Kajal could stay at Sonali’s or she was openly told in front of Vikas that Amisha was now going to be Vikas' bitch. Her pussy tingled and she squirmed in her seat.

 

“How was your client meeting?” Amisha asked Prakash to distract herself from the hot thoughts.

 

 

Chapter 4 – Sonali Gets Curious

“Vikas?” Sonali said softly.

 

They were sitting side by side now, his arm was around her neck and his hand was inside her dress, kneading her full, bare tits casually while she cuddled up with him.

 

“Yes?” Vikas squeezed her breast.

 

“Can I ask you something?” She said “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to but...I am just curious, and don’t....I mean, ok, you can punish me if you feel that I am out of line but, I am just curious and....”

 

“Oh my god, Sonali!” Vikas squeezed her breast harder “Just ask already!”

 

“Have you...I mean,...don’t mind but...tumne kabhi Shriya ki li hai?” Sonali looked up at him “Like, have you been inside her, or do you fuck her regularly? Can you tell me like...have you had had her under you at all?”

 

[Have you ever fucked Shriya?]

 

Vikas pulled his hand out of her dress and pulled her in front of him, on his lap. He pushed her gown up so both her legs were bared all the way to her upper thighs. He put his arms around her slender body and pulled her close. Sonali didn’t resist anything he did. She opened her legs wide, her knees on the car seat and pressed her ass down on his crotch. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked at him.

 

“So....” Vikas pulled her dress down to bare her left breast, he kneaded it as he looked up at her “you are asking me if I have been inside your daughter-in-law?”

 

“Mhmm.” Sonali bit her lip and nodded.

 

“That’s a very....” Vikas dipped his head and sucked her breast, then continued kneading her breast when he looked up at her again “inappropriate question to ask.”

 

“I just –“

 

“Yes.” Vikas interrupted her “I have been inside Shriya. I have banged her several times. In fact, I nail her more or less on a regular basis.”

 

“Oh.”

 

“Now, you can tell me your objections,” Vikas rubbed her smooth back, holding her intimately close “and I will tell you why I will keep fucking her.”

 

“Oh, I don’t have an objection.” Sonali said.

 

“You don’t?” Vikas looked at her with surprise.

 

“No, baby, I was just curious.”

 

“Let me get this straight, maine tumhari bahu ko choda hai,” Vikas kept her close “kai baar choda hai, aage bhi chodoonga, and you have no objection?”

 

[I have fucked your daughter-in-law, many times, and I will nail her again in the future...]

 

“None.” Sonali smiled now “Chodte raho. Regular lete raho uski. I won’t stop you. Jab chance lage tab le lena uski.”

 

[Keep fucking her. Fuck her regularly. Nail her whenever you want.]

 

“Hmmm.” Vikas frowned “Tell me your logic. I will keep fucking her, but I am curious to hear your logic. No, tell me how you found out first. I don’t think I have ever fucked her at your place.”

 

“Both things are the same, baby.” Sonali pushed her fingers deep into his hairline and massaged his head and neck “I am very close to my bahu. We talk at least once a day on phone and she comes over at least once or twice a week. I know about her life and I know her. Whenever she tells me that she spent time with you, she sounds happy. She spent a night at your place this week, the next day she was ecstatic, could not keep smiling, she was chirping like a bird.”

 

“And that told you?”

 

“Of course.” Sonali.

 

“She told you she has taken me in her?”

 

“No, no! She is still my daughter-in-law.” Sonali said “And please don’t tell her that I know. Some things need to be like a…well, you know, just keep the illusion.”

 

“Hmm. I will never understand women.”

 

“Vikas, I was trying to get her there, under you.” Sonali said “I have been telling her, pushing her to take care of you and massage you, even go to your place. I was hoping that one of those times you will just take her. I mean she is a gorgeous woman, isn’t she?”

 

“She is.” Vikas nodded.

 

“I was hoping that when you got a chance and Kajal wasn’t there, you would bring Shriya under you and claim her. I knew she would not resist. She likes you.”

 

“How do you know?”

 

“I told you, we talk.” Sonali smiled “She started dressing for you, stopped wearing panties and tried to find excuses to spend alone time with you. I knew she would surrender to you easily and willingly. She is your possession now?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Good. I am pleased.” Sonali said “Please don’t tell her that I know, but do keep her as your possession.”

 

“I am still quite shocked that you have no problem with me fucking your son’s wife.”

 

“Vikas, you have just fucked Neha today,” Sonali said “she is my son’s would-be wife.”

 

“That’s different, Neha is a slut, we both know it.” Vikas said “But Shriya is not a slut. She is a classy woman, very elegant and very graceful in her behaviour. She would not go trolling for cock even if were unsatisfied in her marriage, but we both know that Neha would.”

 

“But that’s not different, Vikas, that’s similar.” Sonali rubbed his cheek with her thumb “Shriya would never go looking for an affair, even though she is unsatisfied. Hemant is not able to give her what she needs, and it’s not just sex, but also intimacy. She is unhappy, or was. But being your possession makes her happy, that means she is able to stay in that marriage because her needs are being met so she doesn’t feel the need to break it off. You are literally saving her marriage.”

 

“It’s so weird that it makes sense.” Vikas started kneading her breasts again.

 

“Vikas, I am a practical woman.” Sonali reached down and opened his pants. She pulled his cock out and rubbed it slowly between her warm hands as she looked at him “When my husband died leaving young children for me to feed, I didn’t mope around and let my kids suffer. There was nobody to help us, the relatives turned their faces before his ashes got cold. So, I didn’t sit at home, curse my luck and let my kids starve. I went out and earned bread for them. In order to be a model I had to spread my legs for many agents, producers, directors and agency owners. I did that, Vikas and I did that with a smile. I spent time on as many casting couches as I needed to in order to feed my kids.”

 

“I know that.” Vikas nodded “I have never judged you for that.”

 

“You would not, you are not the kind.” Sonali placed her pussy on top of his cockhead and looked at him with pleading eyes “Please, Vikas, daal do. I am so wet. I really need you inside me.”

 

[Put it in.]

 

Vikas was rock hard, his cock was erect like a pole, the way she looked so stunning in that classy but sexy gown, he wanted to nail her hard, but he asked “On the road? It will be rough, darling.”

 

“Let it be rough.” Sonali said “I need you in me. What was I saying?”

 

“About the casting couches.”

 

“Yes, and when...ah!” Sonali yelped as Vikas pushed his thick cock up into her cunt and her body rocked with pain “mmmm.....I...when I....when my kids grew up enough to understand things, I stopped doing modelling. I didn’t want them to know about that part of my life. I got a job in a factory, and Vikas...I have not told you this, but that factory owner used to fuck me as well.”

 

“I guessed it.” Vikas said.

 

“Oh. How?”

 

“Sonali, you are a stunning babe,” Vikas cupped her cheek and kissed her softly on the lips as he started fucking her in and out, his thick, throbbing shaft invading her hot, wet vagina deeper and deeper with each thrust “if you worked under me, no matter what my business was, no matter what position you worked in...tumhein chode bina main nahin chhodta.”

 

[I would have not spared you.]

 

“Mmmm, so sweet.” She kissed his cheek then looked into his eyes “Vikas, when you came into my life, I was living but not really living. I was miserable and only surviving because I love my children. Then Kajal found you and I had to admit that you were a hunk of a man.”

 

“Aw!”

 

Sonali pushed down with her hips until his cock went more than halfway deep in her vagina and the pain flowed all over her body like a warm sea. She looked at him and said “I could not even admire you that way because you were my daughter’s boyfriend and I was not whore enough to ogle you like that, but I had to admit to myself that you were very attractive.”

 

“You would be happy to know that I thought you were a hot babe,” Vikas smiled as he ground his cock in his mother-in-law’s vagina “but unlike you, I could think about having you under me.”

 

Sonali smiled “You told me that and I am glad that you were so bold and ruthless. Vikas, when I came to you, I had only come to ask your help, but I was supercharged being in the same room with you, alone, without my daughter.”

 

“You were wet when I entered you.” Vikas nodded.

 

“Oh, you remember that?”

 

“Why wouldn’t I?” Vikas nodded “You were my best conquest.”

 

“Conquest is right.” Sonali was riding his cock now, taking him deeper in her cunt and moaning when the movement of the car made his cockhead ground in different places in her vagina “you gave me a very clear choice, being humiliated in front of your parents, or becoming your possession. Vikas, I didn’t take long to decide, did I?”

 

“No,” he smiled “I was happy with that.”

 

“When you used my practical need to force me to spread my legs for you,” Sonali said “it took away my guilt. I was not seducing my daughter’s fiancé, he was forcing me to surrender. I was simply being a good mother, saving her relationship, saving her marriage.”

 

Vikas smiled and kissed her lips, still fucking her smoothly but not so hard that she could not talk. He cupped her cheek “You were but I would not have broken up with Kajal over that.”

 

“You wouldn’t have?” Sonali looked at him “You were bluffing?”

 

“In a way.” Vikas rubbed her smooth back “I would have married her but then I would have claimed you after the marriage. There was no way I was going to spare you. I had decided before I proposed to Kajal that I was going to own you.”

 

“But, if I had said no?” Sonali said “I mean you would have accepted my no once and still married Kajal like you said. If I still said no after the marriage?”

 

“That would not stop me,” Vikas’ cock was throbbing inside her “I am a powerful man and I am devious. When I want to claim a woman, I stop at nothing until I have her in my hand. You would be in my power once I became your son-in-law and I was resolved to have you as my property, nothing could stop me.”

 

“Oh.” Sonali’s pussy pulsed hard around his cock “I could feel that resolve of yours, it made me relax as I realised I had no choice except to let you claim me. And then you entered me. Vikas, you took my breath away but it was not the best – ah!”

 

Sonali had not realised that she had been riding Vikas' cock harder and faster as she re-lived the moments when Vikas had forced her to spread her legs and become his whore. Now as things got too hot, her pussy exploded with a sudden fury that took her breath away. She yelped and came hard on his cock, grabbing his shoulders to keep her place on his lap. Just then the car hit a rough patch on the road and Sonali bounced on his lap, his cock slammed brutally hard, going deeper into her vagina and she screamed as his cockhead rammed into her cervix repeatedly.

 

“Ah, mar gayee! Ah, Vikas!” She clung to him with both arms while his cock ripped her apart mercilessly. Vikas was holding her by her ass cheeks and drilling her cunt hard and deep, not treating her as his mother-in-law but like a gorgeous whore that he had just bought for the night. He squeezed her close, crushing her tits on hic chest while he destroyed her pussy like a monster.

 

Even though, Sonali was a mature woman and the mother of his wife, she was stunningly beautiful and Vikas had been attracted to her since the first time he met her. As he had told her, he always planned to have her in his possession, but now that he owned her and he could fuck her whenever he wanted, his attraction towards her had not diminished. Part of the continued sexual tension was the fact that he could not always fuck her because the family was around and finding opportunities to have her impaled on his cock made him instantly hard whenever he got her alone.

 

It took a long time before Sonali’s orgasm subsided. She looked down at him "You always take my breath away. Always. What was I saying?”

 

“That I was not the best fuck you had.” Vikas smiled.

 

“Huh? No way!” Sonali shook her head “You were the best fuck of my life, again and again.”

 

“Well, you said you loved it when I entered you but it was not the best.”

 

“Oh,” Sonali chuckled “What a wrong place to break off. I meant that I loved it when you nailed me, but it was not the best thing that happened to me. The best thing was when you took possession of me in more practical ways. You decided what I would wear, what I could do, if I could work or not, you took charge of me and the family. That made me so happy because you made me stress-free . Vikas, the joy of belonging to a strong, good man, only a woman can know it. You gave me that joy, that pure happiness. Now I am in your possession and my life is extremely good as compared to my miserable existence before you came into my life.”

 

“I am happy to hear that.” Vikas pulled her dress strap down and kneaded both her hot, heavy tits “you are my prized possession. I am glad that you belong to me.”

 

“Thank you, baby.” Sonali smiled “What I am saying is that it’s the same for Shriya. I am sure she enjoyed having sex with you, every woman enjoys sex with a man she admires, but she is happy because you own her. She needs a strong, caring man in her life, every woman does, and I am sorry to admit that Hemant is not that. He is more selfish and irresponsible. That night in Thailand, or was it Malaysia, when we went to a club off the ship and could not get back? The men you had sent helped us out. Hemant and Prakash were both drunk out of their minds, but you had planned for it. Not just Shriya but all of us were very impressed by that. Was it after that that Shriya came under you?”

 

“Soon after that.” Vikas nodded.

 

“I am not surprised.” Sonali nodded “Please keep her as your possession. Don’t tell Kajal, and don’t let Shriya know that I know, but keep fucking her. Let me know if you need help in having her under you, I will help you with Hemant and rest of the family, but keep Shriya as your bitch, it’s good for her.”

 

“Hmm. I will.” Vikas said “I never expected you to say that.”

 

“Baby, I am not a prude.” Sonali said “I am a practical woman, or I would not be riding your cock in the car like a wanton whore. Vikas, please fuck me, pound your mother-in-law and show her what a whore she is the way only you can do. Take me, Vikas. Own me like your whore, honey.”

 

Vikas grabbed her ass cheeked and started drilling her. With the movement of the car added to his strokes, Sonali was soon screaming in pain and pleasure. Vikas sucked her tits and kept jamming his cock deep into her vagina even as she came hard on his lap. His cockhead was now slamming into her cervix and Sonali was going crazy with the brutally deep fucking. She was keeping her legs spread wide so she was completely helpless and fully in his control. She loved being in his control with no control of her own on her body or her destiny.

 

“Ah, Vikas!” She yelped and pressed her face in the crook of his neck as her pussy erupted again. She was soaking his cock all the way to the base and loving how he was using the extra lubrication to destroy her pussy like a wild beast. At moments like this, Sonali forgot that Vikas was her daughter’s husband, she felt deep in her heart that he was her husband, her owner, her love and she was born to belong to him. She squeezed him tight, pressing her soft, full breasts on his chest while she rode his cock like crazy.

 

She came two more times before Vikas came in her. She gasped as he pumped his hot load into her womb, marking her as his property as he always did. His hands were roaming all over her body, rubbing, squeezing, playing with her, letting her know that she belonged to him, completely and irrevocably.

That was a preview of Man of Power 13: Sizzling Secrets. To read the rest purchase the book.

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