Corporate Lion 4
Taming the Wildness

Korben Hunter

 

© Sultry Publications, 2022

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Table Of Contents

Introduction

Series Info

Chapter 1 – Pooja Shops with Shriya

Chapter 2 – The Body Shots Game

Chapter 3 – Malaika Asks a Hard Question

Chapter 4 – The Dance with Priyamani

Chapter 5 – Malaika Tells Arjun

Chapter 6 – Neha Asks for a Lift

Chapter 7 – Rashmika Confides in Tanya

Chapter 8 – Malaika and Arjun Dance

Chapter 9 – Neha’s Surrender

Chapter 10 – Malaika Says Goodnight

Chapter 11 – Urvashi Discovers Trouble

Chapter 12 – Neha’s Life Changes

Chapter 13 – Arbaz Gets a Dose of Truth

Chapter 14 – Deepika is Dessert

Chapter 15 – Arjun and Shekhar Chat

Chapter 16 – Dinner with Deepika

Chapter 17 – Bed time

Chapter 18 – Nushrat Worries About Her Future

Chapter 19 – Arjun is Troubled

Chapter 20 – Kajal Shares with Her Husband

Chapter 21 – Rashmika Gets a Pleasant Surprise

Chapter 22 – Malaika Owns Up

Chapter 23 – Aishwarya Receives a Notice

Chapter 24 – Deepika Consults Shekhar

Chapter 25 – Arjun Consults Malaika

Chapter 26 – Tammy Struggles to Keep Her Place

Chapter 27 – Sophie Says Good Morning

Chapter 28 – Sushmita’s Dilemma

Chapter 29 – Nitin is Helpful

Chapter 30 – Nushrat and Her Boss Come Prepared

Chapter 31 – Rashmika Says Good Morning

Chapter 32 – Nushrat Takes Her Chance

Chapter 33 – Kareena Faces the Music

Chapter 34 – Nushrat Helps Her Boss

Chapter 35 – Munmun Gets the Notice

Chapter 36 – Munmun Handles a Problem

Chapter 37 – Amisha is a Smart Girl

Chapter 38 – Aishwarya is a Clever Businesswoman

Chapter 39 – Nushrat Finds Her Place

Chapter 40 – Kangana Meets an Old Friend

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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, and 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.

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.

 

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.

 

There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.

 

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.

 

 

Introduction

This book has been a while in the making. This is the problem with writing many series in parallel that you can’t give time even to your favourite stories. But this story has become a favourite of the readers as well so they reminded me from time to time that I need to work on book 4.

 

I would like to say that it was hard work to finish this but I can’t. The story has already been flowing from book to book and even now I feel that even with book 4 out, we are still just meeting the characters. There are so many more characters to meet before we can get into the actual story where events really take place. However, the process of meeting these characters is extremely sexual and pleasurable which will make it fun for the readers to read this book.

 

Although, it will depend on how much the fans of Shekhar Mansingh like this book but still I would not be able to work on book 5 right away. In 2022, this will be the last Corporate Lion book. Shekhar will be back in 2023 though. He is as addicted to breaking down these gorgeous bitches as I am.

 

Do let me know how you liked this book and if there was anything that you particularly liked or disliked, that always helps me shape the next stories.

 

 

 

Series Info

To recap, This is the story of Event Genius, an event management company in Delhi. They are about 500-odd strong and one of the top event management companies in the city, even in the country. They organise big events like award shows, celebrity weddings, club openings, film premieres, fashion shows, beauty contests and many others. If someone can afford them, they are the best at what they do.

 

Event Genius are going through a financial crisis. They are about to be absorbed by an American company Douglas Media. The EG CEO Arjun Rampal is a nice, hard-working guy who is way over his head in this business and not able to make the company generate profit despite the great amount of business that they do. There are many characters in the company who are usually looking only after themselves with nobody worrying about the company’s wellbeing.

 

Everything changes when Shekhar Mansingh arrives from US to oversee the merger of EG into DMI. He is a businessman like no other. He is a rockstar of businessmen. In the untamed corporate jungle of Event Genius he enters like a lion and starts taking charge of everything.

 

In the first book Shekhar arrives and meets Arjun’s family and his staff. Arjun’s wife Deepika Padukone was a beauty queen in a past life but now is a devoted wife and homemaker. His sister Rhea Chakraborty is a fashion student with ambitions to start her fashion label one day. Both the women share Arjun’s stress as he deals with the pressure of the upcoming merger.

 

The second book saw Shekhar making waves like a stone thrown in still water. He creates waves in the lives of all those that he comes in contact with. Some people love him, some hate him and most are afraid of him, but nobody can ignore him.

 

For some people, claiming beautiful girls in the office, fucking their business associate’s wife and romancing their secretary can be a big erotic adventure, for Shekhar it’s just a normal Tuesday.

 

In the third book, Shekhar continued to take charge of things and people in the office. He does not have much time to prove that Event Genius is a viable business and he moves quickly toward that goal. However, his working style is still the same, while he takes charge of business, he also takes charge of more beautiful women and is quite ruthless in taking possession of them.

 

This book, the fourth in the series will see him dealing with the untamed characters and bringing them forcefully under his rule. This book will also introduce a couple more untamed characters giving you a hint that the future is not all smooth sailing for Shekhar, there are still challenges ahead.

 

I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1 – Pooja Shops with Shriya

Pooja looked around the store “Wow, I didn’t know there was a store like this in Delhi. All these dresses are so sexy and short.”

 

Shriya said “I like short dresses for clubbing. I come here often. Now that I dress for big boss, I use those dresses for office also.”

 

“I think I will need to come here often as well.” Pooja said “I will need to dress for boss regularly, too, right?”

 

“Yes, especially if you become Creative Manager than you will be his possession.”

 

Pooja said “It is kind of weird to think about it, I mean, look, I am not naïve or anything, ok? I know bosses usually fuck their personal secretaries. I also have friends who work in offices and I know their stories. But working in Creative, I didn’t think I will need to submit to my boss, especially as he is not my direct boss but the top level.”

 

“You should be happy about that, Pooja.”

 

“I am, I mean, like you know how handsome he is, and there is a rumour in the office that he is like a champion level in sex, but, also, like, you know, I am not the only girl he will fuck. As you said he already owns you, and I have heard about others, so it makes me wonder, why me?”

 

“That is his style, Pooja, he likes to keep the top level managers in his control so the whole company is in his control. He prefers them to be female and he is very picky so he only chooses really beautiful girls for those roles. That’s why in your department you have the best chance to take the seat emptied by Satish Shah.”

 

“Oh, that’s sweet. It’s definitely flattering. I am not blind ok, I can see that he can take any girl in the office, nobody will say no to him, achchha, Shriya, unhone tumhari pehli baar kahan lee thi?”

 

[Where did he fuck you the first time?]

 

“At my home. He called me to work on the weekend. Then he dropped me home afterwards. I called him in and he fucked me for a couple of hours. Then we went out clubbing with Arjun Sir and his family.”

 

“That sounds nice.” Pooja smiled “Did you know he was going to fuck you when he dropped you home?”

 

Shriya grinned “I had already made up my mind that I was not going to let him leave without fucking me.”

 

“Oh. Smart girl.” Pooja smiled “You had a crush on him?”

 

“You said it yourself, he is a hottie, and I like powerful men.”

 

“Me too. Do they make your pussy tingle, too?”

 

“In a big way.”

 

“Yeah, and he is very powerful and also so....so....so much in control of everything. It’s like his kingdom and he is the king.”

 

“That’s not a bad analogy. Then you and I will be his concubines.”

 

“We won’t make it to queens, will we?”

 

“No, we are more like his whores.”

 

Pooja laughed “I don’t mind. Wow, this dress looks awesome. Does my dress have to be skintight always?”

 

“I think this is very short and it will drape nicely over your toned body so he would like it. Don’t always need skintight but he needs to have access to you.”

 

“Access meaning?”

 

“Meaning like it has a deep neck so he can reach in and play with your tits. And it’s short so he can bend you over his desk and fuck you when he wants.”

 

“Oh, I see.” Pooja looked at the dress again from different angles “Shriya, you know....I was wanting to ask something.”

 

“Sure what?”

 

“Look, I know boss is going to fuck me and he is the boss so it’s always his choice but can he fuck me somewhere other than the office? Just for the first time, uske baad to jahan lenge wahan main doongi, apne office mein, mere office mein, meeting room mein, kaheen bhi chod sakte hain. But first time, kahin private mein chodte to achchha hota.”

 

[After that I will spread for him wherever he wants, in his office, or mine, or in a meeting room, he can nail me wherever. But first time, it would be nice if he nailed me somewhere in private.]

 

“Well, as you said he is the king, we are only his bitches. I can tell him that as your request then it’s up to him.”

 

“Thank you, Shriya.”

 

“Don’t thank me, he might say no.”

 

“If he says no, then he says no, wo jahan chodenge main chudoongi, but it’s just a request, a humble request from his whore.”

[He can fuck me where he wants.]

 

“Sure.” Shriya nodded “I will ask him.”

 

“Thanks, I am not asking that he has to take me out or anything, he can simply take me to his home and nail me. I won’t say no. Although I would love to go out with him, that would be amazing, but I don’t want to be a demanding bitch. If he takes me home or takes me to a hotel to fuck the first time, that would be great.”

 

“He is quite a sweet guy, he might say yes for that.”

 

“I hope he does. There’s another reason I am asking this.”

 

“What’s that?”

 

“You see, I have heard that he has a big dick – “

 

“He does, like a horse cock.”

 

Pooja swallowed “Yeah, I am quite tight, so I suspect that first time he will just be breaking me in. It would hurt and I won’t be able to enjoy it much. I won’t resist, but I won’t enjoy it. Then second or third time I might start enjoying it. In a hotel he can fuck me for a few hours. In the office, he might only have time to nail me once.”

 

“That’s a valid point, but not for that reason.” Shriya said “You will enjoy it the first time also, I did, and I am also quite tight. But you will be screaming and moaning a lot. He knows how to use that horse cock to drive a woman crazy, not with pain, but with pleasure. But once you have had him in you, you will want him to fuck you again. You are right that in the office, there won’t be time enough to break you fully the first time.”

 

“He is really good then, it doesn’t hurt?”

 

“It hurts, but he makes it hurt in such sexy way that you want to have it again and again.”

 

“Oh, god! That’s another benefit of being his bitch then.”

 

“Yes, once he claims you, you will be addicted to his cock. You will want it in you again and again.”

 

“Mmmm, wow! Should I try this dress?”

 

Chapter 2 – The Body Shots Game

Priyamani’s idea of the shots game was to do body shots in as many sexy ways as possible. The other girls were on board with this.

 

Nitin’s personal secretary Aamna Sharif also joined them. She was a young, petite girl with dyed brown hair and seductive eyes. She was wearing a one-shoulder black top that did not cover much more than a tube top. Her skirt was a low riding tight black cotton mini skirt that had a slit going all the way to her thigh join on her right leg. Her 7” high black heels were matching her outfit and had straps that criss-crossed all the way up to her thighs. With the skirt being so thin and tight, plus that high slit, she was advertising to all that she was not spoiling that skirt with panties.

 

In the first round itself, Aamna put the salt on her chest, just above her cleavage and offered it to Shekhar for his first shot. He put his arm around her slender waist, pulled her close and licked the salt from her smooth, bare chest.

 

“Mmmm,” Aamna moaned “I think I just came.”

 

“Lightweight!” Shekhar said after he had finished his shot with the lemon.

 

Nitin seemed out of his depth in that company but the girls were nice to him. Nayantara lifted the salt shaker “Mr. Sajan, where do you want the salt?”

 

“I can...I can...I can do it from my hand. Thank you.” He said.

 

But Nayantara shook her head “Not happening, Mr. Sajan. It has to be on my body.”

 

“Ok, then the back of your hand.” Nitin said.

 

“Come on, Mr. Sajan, don’t be a spoilsport.” Neha said.

 

Finally, Nayantara compromised by letting him lick the salt from the back of her shoulder. He was trembling when he finished that shot.

 

“Open your pants, Sir.” Priyamani stood in front of Shekhar “I want my shots.”

 

“In your dreams, slut.” Shekhar grinned.

 

He opened his shirt and let her lick the salt from his chest.

 

Nayantara said “I would have chosen to lick from his armpit, Priyamani. He smells amazing.”

 

Priyamani turned to her “How do you know?”

 

In response, Nayantara just grinned.

 

“You tell me where I will lick from, Sir.” Nayantara said to Shekhar.

 

Shekhar grabbed Aamna by the hair, and pulled her to him. He lifted her right leg and put her high-heeled foot on a chair. He took the shaker from Nayantara, bent over to lick Aamna’s smooth, bare thigh right next to her thigh joint and sprinkled the salt on the wet spot.

 

“God!” Aamna whimpered “You are a horrible, horrible tease and I hate you.”

 

“Do you?” Shekhar kept her hair in his grip and kissed her hard. She responded eagerly and allowed him to fuck her mouth with his tongue while Nayantara did her shot off her body.

 

He let go of her hair and helped her stand “Still hate me?”

 

Aamna shook her head breathlessly.

 

“Sir, this time, you have to do the shot from someone’s breast.” Payal said.

 

“Cleavage, you mean.” Shekhar said.

 

“No, actual breast.” Nayantara said.

 

“Ok, who’s bold enough to do it?” Shekhar said.

 

“Me!” Payal said.

 

“Shut up, you are junior.” Nayantara said “It has to be me.”

 

They all wanted to do it including Neha, then Priyamani had an idea.

 

“How about Sir closes his eyes, does the shot from one breast, then he has to say whose breast that was.”

 

All the girls liked that idea.

 

“I will do you one better.” Shekhar said “I will lick the salt from someone’s breast, drink the shot from someone’s mouth and suck the lemon from someone else’s cleavage. Then I will name all three girls.”

 

They went wild for that idea.

 

“But,” Shekhar raised his hand “Nitin has to do the same after me.”

 

All the girls were ok with that and they bullied Nitin into agreeing. Instead of closing his eyes, they found a black hankie and blindfolded Shekhar. Even while Nayantara was blindfolding him, all the girls were taking their tits out of the skimpy dresses. They silently fought with each other for the right to have him lick the salt from their breast. Nayantara won by dominating others. She took the salt shaker. Aamna grabbed the shot glass immediately. Neha took the lemon slice.

 

Nayantara stepped forward, took Shekhar’s head in her hands and guided his mouth to her breast. He sucked her breast then pulled back. Priyamani sprinkled salt on her wet nipple and around it. Nayantara again brought his head to her chest. He sucked the salt from her hot, firm breast.

 

Quickly taking a swig of the shot, Aamna stepped forward and pressed her lips to his. He drank the shot from her mouth and sucked her vodka-soaked tongue. Then she turned him towards Neha, who put the slice of lemon between her hot heavy tits. She guided his head to her cleavage. Shekhar put his arm around her and kneaded her ass cheeks as he sucked the lemon from her cleavage.

 

When they opened his blindfold, Shekhar pointed to each one correctly “Salt, shot, lemon.”

 

They cheered him as if he was a prophet. What he didn’t tell them was that each girl had a distinctive body aroma and perfume. He had been with them already long enough to know each one separately.

 

Nitin was trembling as he licked the salt from Aamna’s breast, took the shot from Payal’s mouth and sucked the lemon from Priyamani’s cleavage. He was able to correctly identify only Aamna.

 

All the girls were loving this version of the game. They wanted to do it again. But Nitin excused himself saying he had an urgent call to make. He went to the bathroom as he knew he was about to cum and he would not be able to hold it. He came as he entered the men’s room. His stride faltered and he stumbled towards the nearest cubicle. There he stood with his back to the door while his cock pumped his cum into his underwear.

 

In Neha’s office, Priyamani extended her hand to Shekhar “Sir, please, please, may I dance with you? Please?”

 

“Sure, darling.” Shekhar said and took her hand. She led him outside and the game had to end.

 

As they entered the lift, Priyamani came into Shekhar’s arms and pressed her lips on his.

 

Chapter 3 – Malaika Asks a Hard Question

“What did Kareena say, is she ok?” Arjun said when Malaika joined him in the car.

 

“She is in a little bit in trouble and she is freaking out.” Malaika said.

 

“I just received a meeting request from Shekhar that’s why I am asking.” Arjun said “He has included HR in it. The last time he did that was with Satish Shah.”

 

Malaika nodded “I will tell you everything but first where are we going?”

 

Arjun said “I was thinking we could have some drinks, or maybe dinner?”

 

“Oh, I like that. There are some nice places here in Gurgaon.”

 

They talked to the driver and he said he knew a nice restaurant with terrace seating. Arjun told him to take them there.

 

Malaika put her hand on Arjun’s leg and rubbed slowly “Arjun, please don’t be angry with me.”

 

“Why? What have you done?”

 

“Not me,” she continued rubbing his thigh “Bebo sent an email a few days ago. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to land her in trouble. But I told her not to send it.”

 

Arjun frowned “What kind of email?”

 

Malaika pressed closer, she put her arm around Arjun and rested her cheek on his shoulder “Can I tell you there? I need a drink, I am terrified right now as it just occurred to me that this is going to reflect really bad on me as well.”

 

“Sure.” Arjun put his arm around her and felt her smooth back in that backless dress. He liked that she didn’t mind it and cuddled up closer. She felt soft and warm next to his body.

 

They got to the restaurant and Arjun told the driver to take a break. The terrace in the back was huge. There was a bar on one side, then tables and an outdoors dance floor. Instead of sitting down, Malaika chose to get drinks from the bar then walk all the way to the other side where they could look over pretty farmland in the dusk light. She stood at the railing. Arjun thought about it then stood behind her, close but not touching. She cuddled back into him, which gave him courage. She took his left hand and wrapped his arm around her midriff. Arjun was a little nervous but her response was making him bolder. He pulled her close.

 

Malaika turned her head up and kissed his cheek “Thank you for bringing me here. I so needed a break.”

 

“We both did.” Arjun said, letting his hand caress her flat belly slowly “It’s my pleasure.”

 

“You don’t mind that Shekhar fucked me today, do you?” She said.

 

“No, of course not.” Arjun said, surprised.

 

She pressed back into him “I am asking because you are kind of shying away from me.” She lifted her head “You think I am a cheap whore, don’t you?”

 

Arjun took a chance and kissed her neck “I think you are a smart woman, pragmatic and realistic.”

 

“Thank you, Arjun.” She turned around within the circle of his arms and stayed intimately close to him.

 

She was wearing a very skimpy strapless dress. It was mustard yellow and looked beautiful against her dusky bare skin. It pushed up and bared pretty much all of her big, heavy tits which Arjun noticed as he could see down her cleavage with them standing so close. The skirt part was tight fitting and asymmetrical covering up to her mid-thigh on her left leg and stopping just below her hip on the right side. He could feel her warm thighs rubbing on his thighs. The dress was quite tight on Malaika’s shapely ass which she was right proud of. She was wearing 8” high stilettos with high platforms which were pushing her ass up in a very sexy way as well.

 

Malaika looked up in his eyes “Arbaz thinks I am a cheap whore and says I wanted to be Shekhar’s whore myself.”

 

“Your husband should be more supportive of you.” Arjun rubbed her back softly and was alarmed when his dick started to get hard quickly, he pulled back slightly “You are only doing what you had to do to keep your job and career safe.”

 

“He doesn’t understand me, Arjun,” she put her arm around his waist and pulled him closer until his hardening shaft was pressing on her bare thigh through his business trousers “Not like you do.”

 

“Of course, we have worked together for so long.” Arjun was finding that his throat was drying. He took a sip of his drink.

 

“But even you keep me at a distance.” Malaika put her cheek on his shoulder.

 

“Me? No, no, never. I feel we are very close friends.” He was loving her closeness. Her soft, warm body was making him breathlessly hot. He took a sip again.

 

“Then how come you have never been inside me?”

 

Arjun was drinking. He spit out his drink “Sorry, sorry.”

 

Malaika ignored it and carried on “Usne do din pehle join kiya hai aur do din mein do baar meri gaand maar chuka hai. Aur tumne itne saalon mein kitni baar choda hai mujhe? Zero baar.”

 

[He has joined two days ago and in two days he has nailed my ass as many times. And in all these years how many times have you nailed me? Zero times.]

 

“But....but...Malla....” Arjun’s head was spinning “you were married.”

 

“Yes, I am married,” she lifted her head and looked him in the eyes “but Arjun, you were my boss. Tum meri lete to kya main mana kar paati? Mujeh deni hi padti na tumhein?”

 

[If you wanted to nail me, could I say no? I would have to spread for you, no?]

 

“I...I....was also married, na, Malla.”

 

“Don’t give me that, Arjun,” she caressed his cheek and Arjun was relived that she was fighting with him but not angry with him “a man has a right to play around a little. And what boss doesn’t fuck his secretary or his juniors?”

 

“Umm....” Arjun tried in vain to find a response to that.

 

“Shekhar ko dekho, usne poochha Malla tu married hai ki kunwari hai? Nahin poochha. Bas baal pakde, ghodi banaya aur daal diya andar.”

 

[Look at Shekhar, did he ask me if I am married or single? He didn’t. Just grabbed me by the hair bent me over and jammed his dick in me.]

 

Arjun was embarrassed that his dick flexed hard at the word picture she painted. They were standing very close and he knew she would be able to feel his reaction.

 

Malaika continued “Arjun, wo kutiya ki tarah chodta hai mujhe, main kya mana karti hoon? Kya main mana kar sakti hoon? Tum bhi to kar sakte the.”

 

[He pounds me like a bitch, do I say no? Can I say no? You could have done the same.]

 

That was a shocking thought to Arjun “Malla, main kaise tumhein....kutiya....”

 

[How could I....you,....bitch....]

 

She cupped his cheek and leaned in close “Arjun, kutiya ki tarah nahin, but chod to sakte they. Tumhein pata tha tum kabhi bhi loge to main doongi.”

 

[Not like a bitch but you could have fucked me. You know I would have spread for you whenever you wanted.]

 

Arjun tried to think if that were true, maybe he had some idea that she was interested but.... before he could reach a conclusion, she was talking again.

 

“It’s ok, that’s all old story, but now that I am Shekhar’s bitch, please don’t judge me.”

 

He tried to deny this baseless accusation “I am not...”

 

“Mujhe banna padega uski randi, Arjun,” She said “ uski kutiya ban ke rehna padega. Wo jab lega mujhe deni padegi. Wo gaand maarega to mujhe ghodi ban ke uska lund apni gaand mein lena padega chahe kitna hi dard ho. Nahin karoongi ye sab to jo Bebo ke saath ho raha hai wo mere saath hoga.”

 

[I will have to be his whore, Arjun. I will have to stay his bitch. Whenever he wants to fuck me I will have to spread my legs. When he wants to nail my ass, I will have to bend over and take his cock in my ass no matter how much it hurts. If I don’t do it, then what’s happening with Bebo will happen with me.]

 

“What’s happening with Kareena?” Arjun asked, glad to change the topic. His dick was throbbing from Malaika’s talk and her hot body. She was rubbing his dick with her warm, bare thigh and he was getting really hard to the point where he was thinking about grabbing her ass.

 

“Batati hoon,” Malaika said “but I need another drink first.”

 

[I will tell you.]

 

Arjun hailed a waiter and they ordered two drinks each as well as some snacks. They sat down at a table, but Malaika stayed close to him. She pulled her chair next to his and they talked in low voices.

 

Chapter 4 – The Dance with Priyamani

Shekhar and Priyamani were not the only drunk people on the dance floor. The party was in full swing and everybody was drunk to some extent. Neha had announced earlier that everybody would have a day off the next day and they would all be able to charge taxi fare to the company for going home tonight. That had helped with the party a lot. Right now the hall seemed much more crowded and every place was a dance floor.

 

Priyamani took Shekhar to the middle of the crowd and pressed her lips on his as soon she came into his arms. Shekhar squeezed her soft, warm body in his strong arms and kissed her hard, his tongue pushing deep into her mouth and exploring her hot, sweet mouth intimately deep. Her response was eager and interested. She pressed her hot tits on his chest and ground them against his solid, manly body as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. Their bodies ground lustfully into each other as they made out without paying much attention to the dance. Priyamani shamelessly pressed her hot pussy on his crotch as she drank his saliva. Shekhar moved his hand up and cupped her breast in that thin, silky dress. She moaned and pressed her soft breast into his hand encouraging him to play with it as he wanted.

 

“Mmm,” Shekhar said when they broke the breathless kiss “are you always such a tease?”

 

She smiled and said “The different between a tease and a slut is that a tease doesn’t open her legs when the time comes.”

 

“And which one are you?” Shekhar raised an eyebrow.

 

Priyamani leaned in and said “My legs are always open for you. Always.”

 

“Let’s go and find out.” Shekhar said. He took her hand and Priyamani followed him out, staying close to him in the crowd.

 

He took her into the first open door that he found which happened to be the ladies’ room. They were already kissing and grinding as they entered. Priyamani opened his pants and took his cock out.

 

“Please! Enter me. Now.” She pleaded as she guided his long, hard cock to her pussy hole.

 

Shekhar pushed up and entered her with an upward thrust.

 

“Ha, mumma!” She closed her eyes and yelped as the thick beast stretched her tight pussy painfully wide.

 

Grabbing her ass he kneaded her ass cheeks as he started pushing his thick, throbbing monster deeper into her cunt. Priyamani could not stand his hard strokes and had to step back. She found her back pressed to the wall. Shekhar pushed in harder and slammed her into the wall as he entered her so deep that it knocked her breath out.

 

“Oh, god, yes!” She screamed “Fuck me like a whore, baby. Break me. I knew you wanted to rip me apart. Pound me with that monster, baby. Fuck me like I am your whore.”

 

He untied her dress strap and bared her tits “You are my whore, Priya.” He said and closed his mouth around her nipple as he drilled her hot, wet cunt in and out with ruthlessly deep strokes. She yelped with his strokes and shuddered when his hot mouth made her breast another source of hot currents. Her pussy was already feeling like it was buzzing and Priyamani was moaning loudly without caring who could hear her. Shekhar clamped his teeth on her erect nipple and the sensations of pain and pleasures combined to push Priyamani over the edge.

 

“God, baby, oh, god, yes!” She screamed as she came so hard that her whole body shook. He continued to pound her into the wall but with her orgasm turning her knees to jelly, Priyamani was finding it hard to stay up.

 

Shekhar pulled out of her cunt, turned her around and bent her over the hand drier. He jammed his cock back into her cunt before she could know what was happening to her. He grabbed her tits and started nailing her hard and deep. In this position he had complete physical control over her body and he held her in place as he drilled her hot, wet cunt like a steel piston slamming forcefully into a well-lubricated hole. Priyamani’s screams were long and loud as she was trying to bear up under the violent, rough orgasm.

 

Being manhandled by this strong man had made her feel even more helpless in his hands and that had spiked her orgasm even higher. She was pushing back hungrily, eager to be destroyed by his magnificent cock, ready to find her place under him as his whore. His cockhead was hitting her cervix from this angle, causing the heat to rise in her body. Her tears were falling on the steel body of the hand drier but she was not aware of it.

 

“Ah, baby, you are such a brute!” She said as her orgasm finally started to calm down. Her pussy was still vibrating with the erotic charge and she was clenching and unclenching around his thick beast that felt like a concrete pillar in her tight pussy.

 

He crushed her hot tits in both hands and said in her ear “I do need to break you, darling. You want to be my bitch, don’t you?”

 

“Mhmmm, yes, baby, yes. Break me. Make me your bitch.”

 

The way he was treating her so casually was fucking with Priyamani’s mind even more than his cock. Her body was heating up again and she was losing control of her body as well as her mind. She knew he was taking control of her and she could not think of a better fate for herself. Vikas continued to knead her tits hard, making her moan and sucked her neck. The feminine smell of her body mixed with her perfume made his cock flex in her pussy. He gripped her tits tight like handles and pounded her hard, using her gorgeous body like she was just his fucktoy.

 

“Oh, god, I am cumming.” Priyamani screamed as her pussy erupted so hard that her vision went dark.

 

Shekhar continued to pound her ruthlessly and leaned close to her ear “Who’s my bitch, Priya?”

 

“I am your bitch, Sir.” She whimpered “I am your bitch, ah. Sir, fuck me like your bitch. Oh, god.”

 

Priyamani was out of control with the heat of the moment and kept begging Shekhar to fuck her harder as she pushed back to take him deeper into her hungry pussy. Shekhar also showed no mercy on her as he ripped her apart with his cock, jamming it so deep into her cunt that she could feel him slamming into her cervix again and again. Her orgasm carried on for long and even then her body stayed so hot that she was having trouble catching her breath.

 

It didn’t take more than a few seconds before her pussy was throbbing again and she could feel her next orgasm building up deep inside her cunt. Shekhar lifted his hand and slapped her breast. Priyamani yelped. He slapped her other breast. She yelped again and her body jerked. He slapped them both one by one then grabbed her tits and crushed them hard in his strong hands. Priyamani cried out and her pussy erupted like a geyser shooting out of the ground. Her knees were ready to fold but she was skewered on Shekhar’s cock and unable to fall. He kept her tits in his hands and crushed them hard again and again which made her pussy spike and burn.

 

“Tell me who’s my cumdump.” He said in her ear “Tell me who’s my dirty little whore.”

 

“I am your cumdump, Sir.” She cried out, she could feel the urgency of his strokes and it was adding fuel to the fire that was burning in her pussy “I am your dirty little whore. Please, please cum in me. Fill me with your cum. Mark me as your cumdump. Please, sir, please!”

 

His cock exploded hard inside her and she cried out as his hot cum flooded her womb like burning hot lava. It triggered her next orgasm and Priyamani felt like she was just about to burst into flames from the heat that was consuming her body. His cock was her god right now, it could kill her or let her live and she was in the mental state where she would be ok with either as long as it pleased him.

 

She was still panting when her orgasm slowed down finally and her body didn’t feel like it was made of soft clay. She turned her head and whispered “I am your bitch, Sir. Please feel free to fuck me when you want, any time you want. I will come to you when you call me. Please know that your cock owns me now and I will be your obedient bitch.”

 

He kissed her lips softly “Good girl. You will be my good little bitch, won’t you?”

 

“Absolutely, Sir.” Priyamani panted “I will do anything you tell me. Anything at all.”

 

“Good.”

 

He kept fucking her for a little more then pulled out and told her to get down on her knees. Priyamani didn’t hesitate a second before kneeling down on the toilet floor and looking up, ready to submit in any way he wanted. Shekhar moved forward and wiped his cum-soaked cock on her beautiful face, smearing her soft, smooth cheeks with the mess of his cum mixed with hers. Priyamani whimpered and kept her face turned up.

 

“Suck, my bitch.” He pulled her hair and brought her face to his cock. She started licking his cock then took it in her mouth. He stroked her head as she started sucking him clean, taking his meaty shaft deep into her mouth.

 

“Oh, god, you slut!” Payal exclaimed as she entered the ladies’ toilet and saw Priyamani sucking Shekhar’s dick. She forgot that Priyamani was three levels her senior in the company.

 

“Come here.” Shekhar beckoned her. Payal walked up to him eagerly. As she got close, Shekhar reached under her short dress and pushed two fingers up into her cunt. Payal gasped and raised herself on her tiptoes. Shekhar hooked his fingers in her cunt and rubbed her gspot as he leaned in. Payal parted her lips and pressed them on his lips.

 

Chapter 5 – Malaika Tells Arjun

“Tell me what has Kareena done.” Shekhar said.

 

“Yes.” She put her hand on his thigh and leaned in “Oh, this is not comfortable here.”

 

“We can go there.” Arjun pointed to a corner where a sofa set and coffee table were set up. He was also feeling the need to be closer. With the drinks making him feel bolder he was becoming a little less concerned.

 

They picked up their drinks and walked toward the corner. They were still half way there when a young couple sat down on the sofa and started making out.

 

“Maybe we can....” Arjun looked around for some other seating.

 

“Come.” Malaika grabbed his wrist. She took him to the corner and placed him in front of the single sofa chair “Sit!”

 

“But....” Arjun looked at the chair that was only for one person.

 

She took his drink from him and said “Sit!”

 

He sat down in the sofa chair. She handed him both the drinks and said “Hold them.”

 

Then she calmly turned slightly and lowered her butt on his lap. She put her right arm around his shoulders and pressed close.

 

“Are you ok?” She asked “Am I too heavy?”

 

“Not at all.” He said.

 

“Good.” She took her glass from him and raised it “Cheers!”

 

Arjun raised his glass “Cheers!” He took a sip “Now tell me about Kareena.”

 

Speaking slowly and staying close to him, Malaika told him the whole story. His response was mostly a stunned silence.

 

“Oh, god!” He said at length “What was she thinking?”

 

“I don’t know.” Malaika shook her head “I tried to stop her. I really did.”

 

“Shekhar is not a man to cross, Malla.” Arjun said “I talk to the big brass in both companies. Kareena doesn’t know what I know. You were asking me earlier if I judge you for becoming his whore. I don’t. I can’t. You know why?”

 

“Why?” Malaika looked at him.

 

“Because I know what he can do to you if you didn’t spread your legs for him.” Arjun said “Not just can do but will do. I know so many stories you don’t. He looks nice and he talks pretty but he is ruthless.”

 

“I could see he was powerful, that’s why I became his whore willingly.” Malaika said.

 

“You saved yourself.” Arjun nodded “Your only choice was to become his bitch or lose everything. He would rip you apart. I know you are a smart girl but my advice to you is to do as he says, always. If your husband is not onboard bring him on board otherwise....god, I would hate to lose you, Malla.”

 

“What do you mean about Arbaaz?” Malaika looked at him intently.

 

“Malla, you told me you are Shekhar’s bitch now, but it looks like even you don’t understand what that means.” Arjun said “You now belong to Shekhar. Not like a professional woman but like a bitch. He will fuck you anywhere, any time he wants. If he wants to fuck you at your home, can you stop him? You need to be ready for that. Arbaaz needs to be ready for that.”

 

“He might do that?”

 

“Not might, he will.” Arjun said “It’s not just sex, it’s power. He likes the power over everybody. I told you what he did in the meeting today in front of me. He has also fucked Shriya, right on my desk, in front of my eyes.”

 

Malaika put her hand on her mouth.

 

Arjun continued “He has been fucking my sister ever since the first day. Not just once but he fucks her regularly. I know that. He knows that I know that. And he fucks other girls in front of me. What’s that? It’s his power over me. Guess what would happen if I said a single word against him?”

 

“You would be gone?”

 

“I would be gone like that.” Arjun tried to snap his fingers but it didn’t work, he tried again then gave up “I won’t even get a job anywhere else. Same thing with you. Same with Kareena.”

 

“Oh, shit. She would lose her job in tomorrow’s meeting, wouldn’t she?” Malaika said.

 

Arjun nodded sadly “Yes. She’s not a bad manager either, but she messed with the wrong man. Shekhar will make an example of her to keep all his other bitches in line.”

 

“You can’t help her, can you?”

 

“Her? I am thinking if it’ll blow back on me.” Arjun said “Fuck! Malla, if he found out you knew about it!”

 

Malaika’s face drained of colour “What...what...would happen to me? I am his bitch. He won’t kick me out, will he?”

 

Arjun looked terrified himself “I don’t know, baby. He is not very forgiving. I told you what he did to Kajal today.”

 

“I will take a whipping rather than lose the job.” Malaika said.

 

“That’s not the worst he has done to a woman, Malla.” Arjun said with a serious face “When he took over the agency in New York, oh my god, I can’t even tell you. Just know that you are playing with fire. He is a lion in man’s clothes. If you mess with him....Malla, you have no idea how rough he can be. Fucking your ass in your office, that’s just lovemaking for him. Don’t cross him. Ever.”

 

“God, you are scaring me, Arjun.” Malaika really trembled “What should I do?”

 

He thought for a moment then said “Either call Kareena and tell her not to let on that you knew about it, or call Shekhar and tell him yourself that you knew.”

 

“You think Bebo can keep her mouth shut?”

 

Arjun shook his head “It’s highly unlikely. You don’t know, Shekhar. She will be dirt under his shoes tomorrow. He will rip her apart so hard, she will be willing to do anything to get his forgiveness. Unless she is willing to lose her whole career for this.”

 

“No! I am sure she will beg and grovel to get his forgiveness.” Malaika said “But if I tell him myself, isn’t that like throwing myself under the bus?”

 

“He has nothing against you, and you are his good, obedient bitch already,” Arjun said “if you begged for his forgiveness humbly, he would forgive you after giving you suitable punishment. That’s another way for him to show his power.”

 

“You have got me worried now, Arjun.” Malaika said “I need this job as badly as Bebo does.”

 

“It’s different for you, Malla.” Arjun said “You didn’t give him attitude. You were not a backstabbing bitch. And you have been taking his dick like a good whore. You are likely to get a small punishment only. But nobody can save Kareena.”

 

“What will he do to her?” Malaika looked worried for her friend.

 

“Nobody can really say, honey.” Arjun was rubbing her bare back as they were talking and she was cuddled up with him “He is not a bad guy, but he does have ultimate power and he is very strict.”

 

“Yes, I have seen that.” Malaika nodded “But now Bebo knows that she is fucked, she would be ready to beg for her job, I think. He would be able to nail her if he wanted.”

 

“Just fucking her might not be enough now, Malla. If he is pissed off he might....I don’t know, he might just fire her to give other girls something to think about.” Arjun said “Or if he is in that mood, he might turn her into a fucktoy and completely destroy her.”

 

Malaika shuddered “How do you mean?”

 

“I mean like, Kareena has an ego, even Shekhar has seen that.” Arjun moved his right hand on Malaika’s flat belly, caressing slowly, not quite going for her breast but staying close there “He might destroy that ego, crush her under his feet and reduce her to a fuckmeat for him.”

 

“Well, the shit she is in right now, I don’t think Bebo will be able to stop him, if he decided to do that.” Malaika said.

 

She noticed his hand near her breast and waited for him to move it up to her breast. The light had faded now and though there were lamps on poles strewn around the large area, there light was dim and only sufficient as mood lighting. The couple who had been making out on the long sofa had moved off to another corner, probably to fuck somewhere without being seen.

 

“Yes, but it won’t be her choice. It will be his.” Arjun said.

 

“Arjun, I am scared now, for myself.” Malaika said “Please, can we dance?”

 

“Ummm, I am not a great dancer, Malla.”

 

“It’s ok, honey,” Malaika got up and took his hand “I just want you to hold me.”

 

“Ok.” Arjun got up and let her lead him toward the small patch of smooth floor where some couples were dancing in almost complete darkness.

 

Chapter 6 – Neha Asks for a Lift

Shekhar didn’t know whose office it was but it had a nice conference area with two big, long sofas. He was sitting on one of these with Payal sitting sideways on his lap. Her long bare legs were stretched straight on the sofa. Priyamani was sitting on his left, also clinging to him. He was rubbing Payal’s smooth, bare legs, his fingers moving smoothly up to her thighs, barely an inch from her pantyless, bare pussy. Payal was letting him do anything he wanted. She was keeping her legs open so he had full access.

 

Payal rubbed his neck slowly “Sir, could I get a job in your company?”

 

“In my company? Why, darling?” He rubbed her thigh, his fingers almost touching her soft, smooth pussy.

 

She pushed her fingers into his hair “Can’t you guess, Sir? I want to be your bitch, Sir.”

 

“Well, who would not want a hot bitch like you, Payal?” Shekhar smiled “But you don’t need to change jobs for that.”

 

“I don’t?” Payal perked up “You will nail me even here?”

 

“Not only will I nail you, I will make you my bitch.” Shekhar said “Now that Neha has introduced us, I plan to bring you under me and keep you as my possession.”

 

“Mmmm, thank you, Sir.” Payal leaned in and kissed his cheek.

 

“I am your bitch now, aren’t I, Sir?” Priyamani nuzzled his neck.

 

“Yes, you are, darling.” He kissed her cheek “You should come to my office some day for a proper meeting.”

 

“Mmmm, I would love that, Sir.” Priyamani moaned.

 

Just then Neha Pendse entered the office “Hello, Sir. I was looking for you.”

 

“I was just sitting here with my two beautiful bitches.” Shekhar smiled.

 

“That’s fine, Sir. They are yours to enjoy. I just wanted to ask a favour.” Neha said, coming over to him.

 

“Sure, what is it?” Shekhar said.

 

“Would you please give me a lift on your way home?” Neha said “I came with Mr. Sajan and he is drunk.”

 

“Yes, you can come with me, darling.” Shekhar said “In fact, I do need to make a move. Why don’t you gather your stuff and meet me at the lift?”

 

“Thank you so much, Sir.” Neha smiled “Yes, I am ready to go.”

 

Shekhar said bye to his new bitches Priyamani and Payal while Neha went to say her own goodbyes.

 

In the car, Neha stayed close to him in the backseat and when he put his hand on her bare leg, she encouraged him to explore her further. When the driver stopped in front of Neha’s house she faced Shekhar spoke softly, trying to make her voice as sultry as possible.

 

“Won’t you come in for a little bit, Sir? Please?”

 

Shekhar nodded “Sure. Why not?”

 

He told the driver to take his dinner break and followed Neha inside. Shekhar could not help but admire her hot body in her super slutty dress as she walked ahead of him.

 

It was a red metallic micromini tube dress in thin lycra and it looked much hotter on her than on a supermodel. It had a very deep cleavage and stopped just on her upper thighs. In the back the dress just hooked below her shoulder blades and had the rest of her back fully naked. The deep back showed about two inches of her tight ass crack in a second cleavage and the dress stopped just below the curve of her ass. Shekhar could see the bottom of her tight ass cheeks when she walked. She was wearing 8” red stilettos that had 4” high platforms. They had PVC straps that wrapped around her long legs and tied on her thighs. They made her ass look even hotter. Shekhar could feel his cock get hard in his pants.

 

Neha led him to the living room and turned to him. She stepped close to him and put her arms around his neck “Sofe pe lenge ya bed pe?”

 

[Want to fuck me on the sofa or on the bed?]

 

“Pehle sofe pe.” He smiled and pulled her close, his arms around her soft, slender body and his hands boldly kneading her ass cheeks.

 

[First on the sofa.]

 

They kissed hard and hot with the anticipation of what was coming next. Neha had already seen Shekhar’s style and could guess what he was going to do to her. It was making her body buzz with excitement mixed with a little bit of fear. His hands moved under the short dress and he crushed her firm ass cheeks, making her moan in his mouth. She reached down eagerly and rubbed his dick with her soft, warm hand, feeling it get even harder. She opened her lips and sucked his tongue as it pushed into her mouth while squeezing and rubbing his thick shaft in his pants.

 

Shekhar unzipped her dress and as they broke the kiss, he lifted her up and dumped her on the sofa. His manhandling made Neha gasp and her pussy got even wetter. While he took his clothes off, Neha opened her legs and adjusted herself so she was ready for him to claim. He got on top of her an placed his cockhead on her pussy hole. Neha had already seen how big he was but having his thick, bulbous cockhead knocking on her entrance was a scary feeling the likes of which she had not felt before.

 

“Let’s get one thing clear,” Shekhar said as he pushed his cock into her tight pussy “I have no interest in fucking you.”

 

“Ah, mumma!” Neha screamed as his massive beast opened her tight hole to the limit and made her body vibrate with pain. She panted for a few breaths then looked up at him with teary eyes “You don’t?”

 

“No!” Shekhar said even as he pushed more of his thick, meaty shaft into her cunt and made her whimper.

 

“Please?” Neha rubbed his back and moved her hips under him.

 

Shekhar shook his head “Nope. I have no interest in fucking you, but I do have interest in owning you.”

 

“Oh!” Neha’s breath got stuck in her throat and her pussy clenched around his throbbing cock.

 

“That means,” Shekhar moved his hips back and forth, fucking her with shallow strokes but still taking her breath away the way his huge shaft was keeping her helplessly stretched to the limit “I will control you, I will fuck you when I want, I will control how you do business.”

 

“Mmmmm.” Neha moaned “Even my business?”

 

Shekhar continued fucking her with smooth in and out strokes, using the in-strokes to increase his depth in her pussy. Neha moaned with all his strokes but her hips bucked when she felt him conquer her deeper. She was hugging him with both arms and feeling his powerful presence over her, exciting, intimidating and also comforting at the same time.

 

“I told you, you will be my bitch, did I not?” Shekhar spoke softly in her ear as he fucked her smoothly and masterfully, dominating her completely.

 

“Yes, yes, you did!” She pressed her mouth to his neck as the pain from his strokes started to overwhelm her whole body “I am willing to be your bitch. You can keep me as your whore....but…ah.”

 

He touched his lips to her ear “Spread wide. Show me you are willing to be my whore.”

 

Neha spread her legs wider and the next moment she let out a long scream as his massive beast penetrated her so deep that his cockhead hit her cervix and the hot pain flooded her body like a firestorm.

 

Shekhar looked at her face and pulled her hair to make her open her eyes. He looked in her eyes and continued drilling her pussy as he said “Who is my whore, Neha?”

 

“I am your whore, Sir.” Neha looked in his eyes and submitted willingly.

 

“What will I do with half a whore, girl?” He said as kept slamming her ass into the sofa cushions “I am going to own you completely, there is no part of you that will be out of my control.”

 

His cock was driving Neha crazy as it pumped her tight, wet cunt like a steel piston slamming into its custom-made slot with the force of a whole machine behind it. It took all of her strength just to be able to talk but Shekhar was making her think and she was finding it incredibly hard to do.

 

“Can’t you just own me and fuck me?” Neha tried to keep her mind sane enough so she could talk “I will come wherever you call me. Har jagah doongi, aap ke office mein, ghar mein, aap jahan bologe main aa kar chudoongi.”

 

[I will spread for you everywhere – your office, home, wherever you call me I will come to be fucked.]

 

“Of course, I will nail you everywhere, Neha.” Shekhar kissed her lips softly as he kept drilling her wet, juicy cunt with long, forceful strokes “You will be my bitch. Your body will be my possession. I will fuck you when and where I want but you will also spread your legs for any man I say.”

 

Neha gasped “Oh, my god!” but at the same time her pussy clenched hard around his cock and she came with a loud scream.

 

Shekhar speeded up his strokes and pounded her ruthlessly into the sofa cushions while she soaked his cock with her cum. Neha arched her back and tried to keep her sanity while his cock drove her crazy with the powerful thrusts. She moaned and groaned while the hot orgasm rushed through her body and held on to Shekhar with both arms tightly wrapped around his naked, manly body.

 

“You will belong to me, all of you,” he said in her ear when her orgasm subsided a little “I am not asking you. I am telling you. I am taking possession of you and you don’t have any other choice.”

 

“Please, Shekhar.” She pleaded “Please, can’t you leave me my business?”

 

Neha was trying hard but he was driving her out of control with his cock and she already knew that she could not stand up to him in business. Her only choice was to beg him to let her keep her business.

 

“Don’t be a stupid cunt, Neha.” Shekhar said as he jammed his cock deep into her cunt and held it there, buried so deep in her body that his cockhead was grinding on her cervix with each breath she took “without me there is no business. If I pull out, you will go bankrupt in three months. If I close the current projects, you won’t open your doors next week. If I actively want to destroy you, you won’t need to go to the office tomorrow.”

 

“Ungh!” It made Neha hate her pussy that this rough, abusive declaration of his power made her pussy throb so hard that she had to close her eyes to bear it. She could feel his breath hot on her neck as he spoke and it was adding to her excitement.

 

“Every inch of you will be my possession.” He told her “Every part of your life will be in my control, completely, utterly, absolutely, in my control.”

 

This, combined with his powerful thrusts, was too much for Neha. She sank her teeth in his shoulder as her pussy exploded painfully hard. She moaned and cried as she soaked his meaty shaft in her cum and used that extra lubrication to pound her even harder.

 

“I know I will be your bitch, Sir.” She panted when she was finally able to speak “That’s why I am begging you to let me keep my business.”

 

“Don’t be a stupid whore, Neha.” Shekhar said “Under my guidance you and your business will both thrive. I like you, you are a hot bitch, so I have decided to put you on my leash.”

 

“And I don’t have a choice?” She looked up in his eyes.

 

“You have the choice to struggle or surrender.” He said as he fucked her with slow, smooth strokes “The end result will be the same – you, on my leash, as my personal, owned bitch.”

 

Neha could not understand why his blatant misuse of his power was turning her on so much but her pussy was again throbbing hard and getting ready to erupt. This time she asked the question deliberately for that purpose.

 

“What will happen if I struggle?”

 

“I will destroy you completely,” he said without hesitation “you business will close, you will face huge repayment demands from banks, you will lose your office and house.”

 

“Anh!” Neha whimpered as her pussy got so hot it felt like it was on flames “Then?”

 

“You will come and beg me for a second chance,” Shekhar was using deliberate, hard thrusts now, using a pause in between strokes to make his strokes brutally hard “I will break you completely and make sure I don’t leave an iota of self-respect or pride in you. I will take away your dignity and degrade you until you know you are nothing without me. Then I will put you on my leash and mould you as my bitch.”

 

“But if I surrender?” She bit her lip, barely holding on now.

 

“I will break you and put you on my leash.” He said, pressing his hot mouth on her neck, just below her jaw line.

 

“Ah, mumma!” Neha’s pussy erupted so hard, she was surprised it didn’t rip her body apart. She clung to Shekhar and sucked his salty neck while he ploughed her cunt like a monster.

 

She was breathless for a long time while the violent orgasm was ripping her body apart. Then finally as it started to subside she was able to breathe and talk.

 

“How…how will I surrender?” She asked.

 

“You will tell me you are my bitch and everything you are, you own, or you do now belongs to me.”

 

Neha looked in his eyes and said “I surrender to you, Sir. I am now your bitch. Everything I am, I own or I do, is now your property.”

 

She was pleased to feel that his cock flexed in her cunt at her submission.       She carried on “Everything I say, is also your property. I won’t say a word without your wish now.”

 

“I….ungh…I accept you as my bitch.” Shekhar’s cock exploded hard in her cunt and for the next couple of minutes he was busy drilling her cunt and pumping his hot, powerful seed into her womb, marking her as his bitch. Neha came a second later and held on to him with both hands as she accepted his brand on her.

 

Chapter 7 – Rashmika Confides in Tanya

“Ok, help me understand here,” Tanya Hope put her glass down after taking a long sip “your boss is handsome.”

 

“Very. Dashing. Hunk of a man.” Rashmika nodded.

 

“And you want him to fuck you?” Tanya looked at her.

 

“Yes, Badly.”

 

“Even though you are married.”

 

“It would not matter.” Rashmika took a sip of her drink “When boss wants you, you have to spread your legs.”

 

“But this is not the case of boss wanting you,” Tanya pointed out “this is you wanting your boss to nail you.”

 

“Yes. But he wants me too –“

 

“No, no, keep it simple.” Tanya raised her hand “Do you want him to fuck you?”

 

“I told you, yes.”

 

“Does it matter to you that you are married?”

 

Rashmika hesitated a moment before shaking her head “No, it doesn’t, not in his case. I want him badly. I want to be his.”

 

“His? How do you mean his?”

 

“I told you I am his personal.”

 

“What does that mean?”

 

“Anything. It can mean anything.”

 

“That’s why I am asking what does it mean to you?” Tanya persisted.

 

“Well...” Rashmika looked here and there then finally met her friend’s eyes “I will do whatever he says. Wo jab chodenge main chudoongi, wo jahan meri lenge, main doongi, I will wear what he tells me, I will go where he takes me.”

 

[I will spread my legs when he wants to fuck me. I will surrender wherever he wants to nail me.]

 

“Rashi, it’s not just that you want to have his dick in you,” Tanya said slowly “you sound like you were in love with him.”

 

“So what?”

 

“You admit that you are in love with him?” Rashi’s eyes opened wide.

 

“It’s not a crime.” Rashmika jutted her chin up.

 

“But you are married.”

 

“Well, I am not asking him to marry me. I just want to be his possession.”

 

“Possession now? That’s a big word.” Tanya grinned.

 

“You don’t understand, Tanya. He makes my pussy burn just being near him.”

 

“But you are not the only one though. He fucks other girls, you told me.”

 

“Of course.” Rashmika nodded “He is a real man, he has to have his stable.”

 

“And you want to be part of it?”

 

“I know you are going to judge me for this but I not only want to join his stable, I want to help him grow it.”

 

“Not so much judging you but confused, to be honest.” Tanya leaned in “If you really want him to fuck you, then why would you want to create your own competition.”

 

“Well, it’s....it’s complicated. I want to make him happy. Not just with my work and my body, but I know it will make him happy if I present him a new bitch. It makes me very hot as well.”

 

“Like that Amisha woman today?”

 

“Oh, Tanya, it was such a rush!” Rashmika leaned in her, her face flush with emotion “She is so much senior to me, and I broke her. I showed her what slutty dress to wear. I made her accept that she will be my boss’ whore. I was soaking wet when I left her office.”

 

“Seems like you get off on his power.”

 

“Mmmm, maybe.” Rashmika closed her eyes “I would love to see him destroy her. Wish I could watch him nail her so hard she cries.”

 

“And what about you?”

 

“Oh, he will fuck me just as hard. I am also his bitch.” Rashmika admitted simply.

 

“Not yet though. He hasn’t been inside you.”

 

“He will be. Either he is saving me like a dessert or he wants to see first that I can be a loyal bitch.” Rashmika said confidently “Main unki personal hoon, meri liye bina to wo kabhi nahin chhodenge.”

 

[I am his personal, he won’t spare me.]

 

“And you are ready to be one of the sluts he fucks.” Tanya said “That’s the part I don’t get.”

 

“You can’t get any of it until you meet him.”

 

“I will but not yet.”

 

“Tanya, when I introduce you to him I want to be openly his property, claimed and branded.”

 

“Damn! The way you talk, girl.” Tanya said “And when will that be?”

 

“Soon, very soon.”

 

“This dude knows that you like him, right?”

 

“Not sure, but I think he does.”

 

“If he doesn’t then why would he claim you or anything?”

 

“Because he is my boss, I am his personal. I am meant to be his property.”

 

“Oh, we are back to that now.”

 

“We will always be back to that, Tanya, because it’s true.” Rashmika insisted “You know I dream about him claiming me?”

 

“I thought that was only that one time?”

 

“No, pretty much every night. He rules my days and my nights.”

 

“God, what will Ravi say when he finds out?”

 

“I won’t tell him about my dreams.”

 

“No, but when Shekhar starts fucking you, Ravi will find out, no?”

 

“Yes, but then he will have to accept it. He is my boss, if Ravi wants me to bring in my salary, which is much bigger now, then he will have to accept that his wife will work late, or sometimes sleep at the boss’ place.”

 

“Really? You will spend nights at his place?” Tanya squeezed her thighs together “With Ravi knowing about it?”

 

“Mhmmm.” Rashmika smiled “That’s how I imagine it. It’s ok for him to fuck these whores in the office, but for me, he will take special time to break me fully. He will take me home for the night or the weekend and destroy me fully until I am nothing but just the extension of his will.”

 

“God, Rashi! How you talk. You are making my pussy tingle with such ideas.”

 

“Babe, you don’t understand it. I am not just some horny slut hungry for dick. I did enough of that before marriage.” Rashmika stopped to take a sip of her drink “I want to be completely his property. I feel a loyalty for him that I have not felt even for my husband in all these years of marriage. There is nothing I won’t give him if he wanted it or needed it.”

 

“Nothing?”

 

“Absolutely nothing. I will take a bullet for him, Tanya.” Rashmika blinked several times to keep her eyes from watering too much.

 

“Fuck!” Tanya’s jaw dropped “Dude, you are crazy for this guy. He must be special.”

 

“I am and he is.”

 

“Then I wish you good luck. Hope he will break you or destroy you soon, and I really want to meet him.”

 

Rashmika nodded “Thank you. It will happen.”

 

Chapter 8 – Malaika and Arjun Dance

Malaika came in Arjun’s arms and pressed her body to his tall, manly body. Either from her welcoming behaviour or under the influence of alcohol, Arjun put his arms around her rather than in traditional dance hold. He put his hands on her back and slowly rubbed her smooth, bare back up and down. She mewled softly and put her head on his shoulder, her breath warming his neck. His hands moved lightly on her bare back. She moulded her curves to his hard frame and placed her right thigh so it was between his legs, rubbing slowly on his cock as they moved together. Her short dress was asymmetrical and her right leg was fully bare. She could feel his cock hard as it rubbed on her bare thigh. He could feel the warmth of her bare leg on his cock and it was making him harder.

 

“Can I ask you a personal question, Arjun?” Malaika said in his ear. The music was soft and slow, so they could talk without screaming if they stayed close.

 

“Of course, Malla.” Arjun liked that she was staying intimately close to him. He let his hands move more freely on her smooth back and the touch of her bare skin made his cock throb.

 

“Did you ever think about banging me?” She pressed her tits on his chest as she spoke, staying very close to him.

 

Arjun’s dick flexed against her thigh which she could feel, but he said “You are Shekhar’s bitch, Malla.”

 

“Now I am Shekhar’s bitch,” Malaika massaged his dick slowly and expertly with her warm, bare thigh “but before, when Shekhar had not claimed me, when he had not even joined, like when I joined, did you think about banging me?”

 

“Well, I was married…” Arjun said but he was grinding his cock on her thigh even higher.

 

“I am not asking all the reasons why you didn’t fuck me,” Malaika kept grinding her hot tits on his chest “I know them already. I am asking if you looked at me and thought ‘I want my dick in her.’?”

 

“Malla, I am also human, and you are gorgeous.” Arjun admitted “When you joined I did think what a hot piece you are.”

 

“And you would have wanted to have your dick in me?” Malaika prompted.

 

“Yes, very much so. You did make me hard, and you do now.” He pressed his cock boldly on her upper thigh “If I could I would have liked to bang you but I knew you were also married.”

 

“My marriage didn’t matter, Arjun.” Malaika kept her face close to his neck, her lips almost touching his ear “You were my boss and boss has more right on a girl than her husband.”

 

“Does he?” The incredibly hot dance and the bold conversation both were making Arjun insanely hot.

 

“Of course. You have seen how easily I spread my legs for Shekhar.” Malaika said.

 

“Yes, he made you his bitch in one meeting, didn’t he?” Arjun said boldly and let his hand slide down to cup her ass.

 

She snuggled up closer with him, encouraging him to play with her body “I am a good girl, Arjun. He reminded me that he is my boss now. So, when he wanted to bend me over and drill me, I cooperated like a good girl and spread my legs on his command.”

 

“Mmmm.” a soft moan escaped Arjun’s lips and he squeezed her ass cheek hard.

 

“You should have done the same, Arjun.” Malaika said. She adjusted her pose slightly and let her pussy rub on his cock.

 

“Should I?”

 

“When you promoted me, you should have just told me that I would have to earn the promotion on my back.” Malaika was liking that his cock was responding to everything she was saying. She was loving the power to turn him on like Shekhar could turn her on with just one look or touch.

 

“And you would have surrendered?” Arjun was kneading her ass cheeks while rubbing her bare back with the other hand. She was cooperating and moving with him, pressing her ass into his hand, giving credence to her words.

 

“No girl can resist when the boss wants to bang her.” Malaika said “You were my boss, if you wanted to have you dick in me, I would have to accept it.”

 

“Oh!” Arjun was wantonly grinding his dick on her pussy now “And me being married would not matter?”

 

“Why should it?” Malaika opened her legs slightly wider and pressed her pussy harder on his dick “I would not be your girlfriend, just your fuckmeat in the office. You could have ten wives at home and still bang me in the office. You could have ten sluts like me in the office also and I would still need to bend over for you when you ordered.”

 

Arjun’s cock was rock hard now. He didn’t even remember where he was as he humped her pussy through his pants. Her dress was too short to cover her pussy with her legs open. He could feel her bare pussy on his crotch with just his pants in the way.

 

“But now, you are Shekhar’s whore.” He said, a slight twinge of regret in his voice.

 

“Yes, now I am Shekhar’s personal whore.” Malaika said “Shall we go sit?”

 

“Sure.” Arjun said. As he followed her back to their table, he wondered if he had said the wrong thing or if he had just reminded Malaika that she was Shekhar’s bitch and should not be making out with Arjun like that.

 

They went back to the same sitting area. It was almost dark now with only a small candle burning on the table. Arjun took the same chair even though the long sofa was empty as well. He wanted to see if Malaika would sit in his lap again. She did.

 

Wrapping her right arm around his shoulders, she settled down in his lap, rubbing her hot, tight ass on his cock and pressing her right breast into chest. He liked that, also because it meant she wasn’t angry. He rubbed her smooth, bare thighs slowly and liked it when she opened her legs more to give him full access.

 

“Now you are only Shekhar’s bitch, aren’t you?” Arjun said slowly.

 

“Arjun, are you saying you would still want to nail me?” She took his hand and moved it up between her legs.

 

He could feel how wet she was. It encouraged him “Yes, I want to fuck you, Malla.”

 

“I will have to ask Shekhar, Arjun, he owns me now.” Malaika pressed her hot, bare pussy into his hand “He may allow you limited access to me.”

 

“Yes, I understand.” Arjun nodded as he continued to rub her pussy “He owns you now.”

 

“Even if he lets you use me sometimes, he would want you to clearly understand that I am his property, not yours.”

 

“Of course. I know that you are completely his bitch now.” Arjun ventured to touch her pussy hole with his fingertip. She moaned.

 

“And if he says you can only fuck my mouth, or my pussy then that’s all I can let you do.” She ground her pussy hole on his finger “I am sorry, Arjun, but he has made it very clear that he controls my life now. I can’t do anything to make him angry.”

 

“I totally understand.” Arjun said, dipping his fingertip in her soaking wet cunt hole “Even to be able to fuck your face would be amazing, Malla.”

 

“Ok.” She leaned in and kissed his lips softly “I will ask his permission when I see him next.”

 

“Just don’t anger him, watch his mood.” Arjun said “Neither of us can afford to have him angry with us.”

 

“I know. I will remember that.” She kissed his lips again softly.

 

He pulled his hand out from between her legs as he saw a waitress coming to their table.

 

Chapter 9 – Neha’s Surrender

“Kahan lenge, Sir?” Neha asked as she followed Shekhar into her bedroom.

 

[Where do you want to fuck me?]

 

“On the bed,” he pointed “face down.”

 

Neha wasted no time in climbing on the bed and lying on her belly. Shekhar got up behind her and moved her left knee up, spreading her thighs and baring her holes even more. Neha had sucked his cock clean after he fucked her pussy and his cock had gotten hard again quickly. Neha gasped as he pressed his bulbous cockhead on her puckered ass hole. Grabbing her shoulder with one hand, he held her in place and pushed up with his hips, penetrating her tight ass.

 

“Ah, mumma!” Neha screamed as the thick, meaty shaft hurt her ass going in. Her eyes teared up from the pain that buzzed through her whole body.

 

Shekhar adjusted himself behind her and passed his arms around her to grab her tits. Then as he kneaded her soft, full tits hard, she moved his hips to penetrate deeper into her ass, his cock fitting very tightly in her tight hole. He was only able to go deeper by brute force otherwise Neha’s ass was too tight for such a thick rod. She yelped and grunted with pain with every inch of fresh penetration but she knew that she helpless under him and he would use her anyway he wanted. She kept trying to take a breath in between his strokes and tried not to pass out from the pain that his cock was flooding her body with. He was a little more than halfway in her ass when he pulled back and started to fuck her ass in and out. Neha felt the pain give way to pleasure and her yelps turned to loud moans of desire. He was conquering her in a definite way and Neha had no choice but to surrender her life to him. Even her own body wanted his cock to rule her life.

 

“Tell me who is my whore, Neha?” He kissed her bare back.

 

“Me, Sir.” Neha panted.

 

He lifted his hand and slapped her breast “Say it like you mean it, cunt.”

 

“Ow!” Neha yelped as the hot slap made her breast buzz with pain “I am your whore, Sir. You own me. I am your possession. You can do anything you want with me and to me.”

 

Shekhar continued fucking her ass with the in and out strokes, going deeper now with each stroke. The deeper penetration was taking Neha’s breath away and she was feeling more helpless than she had ever felt in her life. He kissed her bare back and licked slowly along her spine, but in direct contrast with this soft teasing were his strokes that were forceful and deep, impaling her ass so deep that Neha was not able to catch her breath.

 

His cock was almost fully deep in her ass when he suddenly stopped and kissed behind her ear. Neha found this pause even more scary than his powerful, rough strokes.

 

“Tell me, which part of you do I not own, Neha?” He said in her ear.

 

“No part, Sir, you own all of me,” Neha panted “me, my business, my life, everything is yours. Just don’t stop fucking me. Meri gaand maaro, aise hi maarte rehna, roz meri gaand maarna, ah, yes!”

 

[Fuck my ass. Keep fucking my ass like this. Fuck my ass everyday.]