Flying High 3:Cleared For Takeoff
Korben Hunter
Flying High
Cleared For Takeoff
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications 2025
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.
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Adult Content Warning
Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding, 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 – Samantha Works With Vikas
Chapter 2 – Bon Voyage
Chapter 3 – Preity Says Farewell
Chapter 4 – Flying High With Samantha
Chapter 5 – Samantha Tells Them
Chapter 6 – Cooking With Samantha
Chapter 7 – Nagarjuna Is Worried
Chapter 8 – Samantha Gets A New Home Life
Chapter 9 – Kajal Shares a Shower
Chapter 10 – Samantha Works In A New Way
Chapter 11 – Nushrat Brings It
Chapter 12 – Nushrat Being A Good Girl
Chapter 13 – Nushrat Submits All
Chapter 14 – Samantha Being A Boss
Chapter 15 – Amrita Needs Help
Chapter 16 – Samantha Is Addicted
Chapter 17 – Sreeleela Makes A Promise
Chapter 18 – Vikas Loses A Bet
Chapter 19 – Vedhika Pays A Bet
Chapter 20 – Samantha Is Devious
Chapter 21 – Samantha Gets Free Advice
Chapter 22 – Prelude To The Big Meeting
Chapter 23 – The Big Meeting
Chapter 24 – Catherine Meets Her New Boss
Chapter 25 – Neha Gives Advice
Chapter 26 – Catherine Earns Her Place
Chapter 27 – Lara Needs A Plan
Chapter 28 – Business Lunch
Chapter 29 – Ravi Is Curious
Chapter 30 - Sreeleela Makes Copies
Chapter 31 – Sreeleela Earns It
Chapter 32 – Vansh Gets A Roommate
Chapter 33 – Vikas Likes a Piece
My Other Books
Introduction
Although I say that I don’t get writer’s block, it’s not strictly true. Sometimes things get to a point where I don’t see a way forward. This story is a case in point. In Flying High 2 I painted myself in a corner by leaving Vikas in US.
The original idea was to let Vikas travel to US with Samantha and there he can do some business but in this setting I could cleverly have him claim many Indian and American beauties. How it transpired was that the US side of the story flow grew quite long and I could not find inspiration for writing without having my usual characters that motivate me to write. The fact that my readers also prefer to delve into the livies of the Indian characters added to that lack of motivation.
But the story and set up, as well as the characters in this spin-off, were too good to be left alone. Finally, I decided to bite the bullet and re-work the whole plot. The essential things that needed to be done in US I handled with a summary and the rest I curtailed, simply bringing Vikas back home.
That explains why it took four years to write part 3 after part 2, but I can happily report that the absence made the heart grow fonder and I have really enjoyed writing this part with a renewed vigour and interest. I have also changed the focus a little bit. Previously it was only the story of Naga Airlines and how Vikas will save it, now it’s a spin-off , an extension of the mainline story with a time jump.
Because of the way the mainline story is going, I can see that it would not get to this point in time even after several books, so in Flying High I will include some events which were by rights going to be part of the mainline – for example, the progress of Guddu’s marriage plans.
While the main story will still be about Naga Airlines, I will use this opportunity to claim and crush some new beauties and some of the stunning babes that you have met in the maineline or in a previous spin-off’s like “Inviting Trouble” or “Family Matters”.
I will wait for your feedback on this new plot even more eagerly than usual. I hope you enjoy this book!
Love,
Korben Hunter
Series Info
A quick recap for this series.
Naga Airlines is not only in trouble, it’s on the verge of collapse. The condition is so bad that they cannot even re-build their image because no ad agency wants to touch their project for fear of ruining their own reputation.
One of the directors appraoches Vikas Malhotra for this daring, almost-suicidal mission. Vikas has never been afraid to take a risk and he has a confidence in his abilities that borders on sin. He takes on the project, but his motivation is not just business. The Naga Airlines CEO Samantha Akkineni is a stunning woman that men refer to as a goddess. Vikas wants her and how!
In the first book Vikas makes it his mission to seduce Samantha and by the end of the book he manages to bring her under him. The end of the book sees them travelling to LA for Samantha to meet Vikas' business partner.
The second book is set in LA where Vikas goes about his business, keeping Samantha as his possession and breaking, claiming and owning many other beautiful women in the American modelling agency Angels.
Vikas is still in US in the third book and the story progresses from there.
This is the most popular series and as a result it has had some other spin-off's also. These are:
Main timeline: 16 books
Flying High - 2 books (3 now)
Angel Face - 1 book
Tammy Story - 1 book
Inviting Trouble - 2 books
Family Matters – 2 books
Chapter 1 – Samantha Works With Vikas
For Samantha that week was like heaven. She worked with Vikas in the Angels office and stayed with him at Aishwarya’s place. In both places she was Vikas' possession and she was proud of it. In the office, other women knew that she belonged to the handsome Indian businessman who was visiting and Samantha got a special respect which she loved. At night she slept with Vikas with his dick buried deep inside her ass. At first she had not been able to sleep well with it, but then with practice she began to love it so much that it felt quite natural to have his cock pulsing deep in her anal canal while she drifted off to sleep. She was worried that she would not be able to sleep after going back to India as Vikas would not be in her bed to impale her on his monster cock.
One day she went with Vikas at lunch to one of the director’s place. Her husband was part of the lunch as well. Samantha was amazed when Vikas said after lunch “Eiza, strip and bend over.”
Eiza Gonzales didn’t hesitate and complied with his command immediately. Samantha watched open-mouthed as Vikas pounded Eiza on the dining table, drilled her ass then pumped his cum all over her gorgeous face. Her husband watched the whole thing, squirming in his chair and rubbing his dick as his wife moaned and screamed in front of him.
“Do you understand Mr. Gonzalez, she is my possession now?” Vikas said.
“Yes…yes, Sir.” Eiza’s husband nodded and admitted “She belongs to your dick now.”
“And your tiny little dick will never enter her, clear?” Vikas said.
The older man nodded and accepted this command as well.
Samantha’s watched Vikas dominate a board meeting, fucking two of the female directors right on the boardroom meeting table. Samantha could see that he owned the company more than anyone else in the company no matter what their title.
Out of all the women that Vikas defiled and destroyed in the office, Preity Zinta was Samantha’s favourite. She was not only gorgeous, her story was similar to Samantha’s own - problems with marriage, trying to build her own career afresh, unwilling to be Vikas’ bitch at first, and then everything falling in place when Vikas put her on his leash. Samantha had seen Vikas pound Preity several times as he drilled her in every meeting they had together. Preity’s dressing style had changed and now she dressed in a slutty way so that she was ready to be fucked by Vikas at a moment’s notice.
Samantha was thinking about all these things as she got out of the company car in front of the Angels office and Preity greeted her as she was getting out of her own car.
“Wow, amazing dress, Preity!” Samantha said.
They had both been used and abused by Vikas together several times and after sucking his cock side by side and sharing his cum in hot, messy kisses, there was no formality between them despite the difference in their ages and professional positions.
“Why, thank you, dear!” Preity smoothed down her dress and two dimples adorned her soft cheeks as she smiled happily.
Preity was wearing an off-white off-shoulders micromini dress that showed her tits in a nice cleavage. It was mostly see-through but had a frill over her breasts and pussy. It stopped just below her upper thighs, baring her fair, shapely legs. She was wearing eight inch high stilettos that had a four inch high platforms.
“You are welcome.” Samantha said.
As they got in the lift, Preity asked “Where is your boss today?”
“My boss?” Samantha raised her eyebrow.
“I mean, your owner.” Preity smiled.
“Oh, just my owner?” Samantha raised an eyebrow again.
“Uff! Sam, you are so naughty!” Preity said “Tell me, na, where is Vikas?”
“He has gone for a business meeting. He will be back later.” Samantha said.
She knew that Vikas had gone to meet Scarlett. Based on his recommendation Mr. Gonzales had agreed to invest money in Scarlett’s new business and Vikas had gone to help them finalize the legal formalities today so it could be done while he was still in US. Samantha knew he would pound Scarlett as well as Mrs. Eiza Gonzales in the meeting. But there was no need to tell Preity all that so Samantha kept her answer to the basic details.
Preity didn’t care about that either. She had something else on her mind. She followed Samantha out of the lift as they got to her floor and took her to her own office.
“Look, Sam, I need a favour.” She said “Tomorrow Vikas will go back to India. I want to spend some time with him today.”
“There is a party to wish Vikas and me Bon Voyage tonight,” Samantha said “you are also invited.”
“No, no, that’s in the office, in the afternoon.” Preity said “I didn’t mean like that. I want to spend a few hours with him. Alone. Please, will you help me?”
“Oh, like that?” Samantha smiled “Sure. I will help you on one condition.”
“What?”
“I know you will come to India to give regular reports to Vikas.” Samantha said “You have to promise that when you come to India, you will stay with me at my place.”
“But…Sam, he will probably keep me with him. I mean,” Preity looked at her “reporting will be there, but wo regularly chodenge bhi to mujhe.”
[He will also nail me regularly there.]
“You are talking like you are the only one who is his whore.” Samantha said “Meri bhi to lenge.”
[He will fuck me too.]
“Ok, if he doesn’t keep me with him, I would love to stay with you.” Preity smiled “And thank you so much for being so sweet.”
Samantha smiled “That’s how I am. Ok, I will help you tonight, but you may have to come to where Vikas and I are staying.”
“I will go anywhere he wants.” Preity said “I just want to sleep with him inside me. He has done that to me twice already and it was the most incredible experience of my life.”
“He does corrupt a girl.” Samantha smiled “I sleep with him deep in my ass every night, but alright, I will let you have tonight, I will be his whore in India also, but you won’t see him until you come to India.”
“Thank you so much, Sam.”
Chapter 2 – Bon Voyage
The party was busy and loud. People were enjoying themselves but everybody also seemed to have an agenda to talk to Vikas alone. Vikas was talking to a group of three girls when Samantha came and tapped him on the shoulder.
“Sir, Preity wants to dance with you.” She said.
“Then why doesn’t she ask me?” Vikas smiled.
Preity was only a step away. She stepped up and offered him her hand “Sir, please, would you dance with me?”
Vikas took her hand and took her to a corner which was not really an official dance floor but some people were dancing there. Preity came into his embrace and put her warms around his neck, making no secret of the fact that she was there to be intimate with Vikas and didn’t care who could see them. Vikas also was not shy. He wrapped her in his arms and caressed her smooth, bare back as he pressed her into him.
Preity look up at him, staying close so he could see down into her deep cleavage in that low-neck dress and also feel her soft, warm breasts grinding on his chest. She caressed his neck, slowly rubbing her thumb along his jawline, keeping her face close to his, her eyes looking into his deep, dark eyes while they moved together slowly and intimately.
“Sir, now I am your bitch, aren’t I?” She looked into his eyes with a question.
“You have a doubt?” Vikas said.
“I will come to India to report you regularly, no?” She said “You will call me to you every so often?”
“Part of your job.” He said.
“While I am in India..you will…I mean.” Preity leaned in even closer and said softly “Aap chodoge na mujhe? Kutiya ki tarah rakhoge apni?”
[You will fuck me, right? You will keep me as your bitch?]
“Suddenly, you are questioning everything that we have already discussed and settled, whore.” Vikas let his hand move down to her ass and kneaded her tight ass while keeping her close “What’s going on?”
“Nothing, Sir, just that..I mean,” Preity looked at him “you have a wife in India, and I don’t have any official right on you, so if you got bored of fucking me…I mean you will tell me, no?”
Suddenly Vikas pushed his fingers into her silken locks and jerked her face up “Kiski kutiya ho tum?”
[Whose bitch are you?]
“Ah! Aap ki.” Preity’s whole body tingled from head to toe “Main aap ki kutiya hoon.”
[Yours. I am your bitch.]
Vikas lifted his hand and slapped her left breast “Who owns you, cunt?”
“Mmmmm.” Now Preity could feel her knees getting weak. None of what he was doing to her was hidden from anyone in the room. He was not even keeping his voice down. She met his gaze and said “You do, Sir. I am your whore.”
He lifted his hand again and slapped her right breast “What are you good for?”
“Oh!” Preity yelped. Her dress was very deep-cut and his hard, calloused fingers were landing on her bare flesh, setting her tits on fire, making her heart race. She blinked her tears away and kept looking into his eyes “For use and abuse, Sir. Your use and abuse.”
“That’s all the right you have.” Vikas left her hair and pulled her back into his embrace “Jab main chodoonga tum chudogi, warna wait karogi. You are my bitch now. You belong to me for the rest of you life.”
[You will spread when I want to fuck you, otherwise you will wait.]
“Yes, Master.” Preity was trembling. Her joints seemed to be melting. She collapsed on his shoulder and whispered in his ear “Aap ki randi ban kar rahoongi, poori life.”
[I will be your whore for the rest of my life.]
Vikas kissed her cheek and said “Preity, kutiya se zyada right kabhi nahin doonga, but kutiya hamesha bana ke rakhoonga. Now, you decide if that’s enough for you or not.”
[Preity, I will never give you any more right than being my bitch, but I will keep you as my bitch forever.]
Preity looked at him with moist eyes “I have decided already. I want to be your bitch for the rest of my life. I can’t live without you. You are my life now.”
“I will never leave my wife for you.” Vikas told her firmly “I will never give you any more value than my pet bitch. So, don’t have any illusions. You can’t live without me, but I can live without you. If you forget your place, I will have no choice but to discard you. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, Master.” Preity looked squarely into his eyes and nodded.
“What are you?” He demanded while he kneaded her tight buttocks.
“Your bitch.” She said without hesitation “Aap ki kutiya.”
“Will you ever be anything else?” He said.
“No,” She shook her head “and don’t want to be. I want to live as your bitch. Only as your bitch.”
“If I want to,” he looked at her gorgeous face “I can fuck you, spray my cum on your beautiful face and send you home. If I want to, I can put a collar around your neck, and leash you to my bed for a night or a month. It will always be my choice. You will never ever have any say in what I do to you.”
Preity could feel her pussy getting quite wet now. She nodded “That’s how I want my life to be. Even when I am here and you are not, I am your bitch, you own my holes, you are my owner and master. You will make the decisions in my life.”
Vikas slipped his hand under her short dress and rubbed her smooth, firm ass “You understand your place then?”
“Yes, Sir.” She nodded, pressing her ass into his hand “Aap ki paltu kutiya.”
[Your pet bitch.]
“Are you ok with the fact that you will never be anything more?” He said.
“I am ecstatic with the fact that I will always be your pet bitch.” Preity nodded “I am proud of it.”
“Good.” Vikas nodded “Now tell me why you were asking all this, whore?”
“Sir, your bitch wants to ask you a favour.” Preity said “Purely as your bitch.”
“Ask.” He nodded.
She hugged him tight and touched her lips to his ear as she spoke softly “This will sound very needy but..you know my history, you know my need, I am your bitch. You know how much I need you, not just for sex, but…being your bitch gives meaning to my life..”
He slapped her ass “Ask, whore.”
Preity lifted her head and looked into his eyes “Tomorrow you will go to India, but tonight…aaj ki raat mujhe tod do…poori tarah se. Teach me where I belong. Use me. Abuse me so hard that I can’t walk for a week. Aaj kutiya ki tarah ragad do mujhe. Please?”
[Tonight, just break me...completely. Tonight, pound me like a bitch.]
Vikas smiled “So much preface just to say you want me to fuck you tonight?”
“Not fuck.” She shook her head “Tod do mujhe. Barbaad kar do. Randi ki tarah gaand maaro meri. Meri gaand mein apna daal ke sulao mujhe. Vikas, I am a needy whore. I need you. I will never ask you for anything more, but being your bitch…that’s my life. Please, will you use and abuse me tonight like your bitch?”
[Break me. Destroy me. Pound my ass like a whore. Make me sleep with your cock buried up my ass.]
Vikas nodded “I can, but you know what you are asking for?”
“Do to me anything you want.” Preity nodded “Jo chahe karo mere saath. Sadak ki randi ki tarah chodo mujhe.”
[Do whatever you want with me. Pound me lie a street whore.]
Vikas smiled “Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you. You did say don’t leave you fit to walk.”
“God, yes, baby!” She moaned and pressed her lips to his, then after a quick but hot kiss, she looked at him “It makes me shiver to know that you mean exactly what you are saying. But baby, I also mean what I am saying. Kutiya hoon tumhari, kutiya ki tarah peloge to uff bhi nahin karoongi.”
[I am your bitch, I won’t complain if you pound me like a bitch.]
He grinned “Alright. When I am ready to go I will signal you. Go ahead of me and get in the backseat of my car.”
“Yes, baby. Yes, my Master.” He Preity looked at him with adoring eyes “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
Chapter 3 – Preity Says Farewell
“It’s that one. The guesthouse.” Samantha took Preity’s hand and guided her “Vikas’ business partner and her husband live in the main house.”
“Oh, Aishwarya, yes, I have met her.” Preity said “I know he owns her.”
“He only works with women he owns.” Samantha said.
“I know how lucky I am..” Preity said.
“Me too.” Samantha opened the door and led her in “He is working with my in-laws’ company.”
“I know.” Preity said.
“He brought me here to break me and put me on his leash.” Samantha said.
“Oh, wonderful!” Preity smiled “Yes, you are lucky too, in that case.”
“Do you need water, or toilet, or anything?” Samantha said.
“No, thank you, I am fine.” Preity smiled “Just need my master.”
“He is coming, just talking to the driver to tell him when to pick us up for our flight in the morning.”
“Does he make you this wet when he is not even there?” Preity said.
“All the time.” Samantha smiled “Even thinking about him makes me soaking wet.”
Vikas entered just then and demanded “What is she still doing here?”
Before either of the women could reply, he picked Preity up, slung her over his shoulder and carried her off to the bedroom. There he dumped her, unceremoniously, on the bed.
“On your back, whore.” He commanded. Then while Preity was taking her position, Vikas took off his tie and tossed it to Samantha “Tie her up.”
Preity got on the bed on her back. Samantha took her hands and tied her wrists together to the lowest rung of the headboard with Vikas’ tie. Preity moaned as the feeling of helplessness started to warm up her body. Then Samantha spread open her legs and tied one leg with Vikas' belt to the footboard and used his hankie to tie her other foot to the footboard in fully open position. They were not very strong ties but Preity didn’t need strong bonds. She was not going anywhere.
Vikas was fully naked as he climbed on the bed and straddled her gorgeous body, scantily-dressed and fully helpless. With her arms lifted up, her dress was pulled up and covering her breasts more. Vikas grabbed her neckline and pulled once, making a rip several inches deep. He pulled her dress open and bared her tits. The dress was very flimsy and didn’t take much to rip it but still his violent action made Preity tremble from head to toe. Her pussy was so wet that it was leaking on to her thighs. Her tits were hard with arousal, her nipples pointing up.
He grabbed her tits and crushed them hard in both hands. Preity whimpered as the hot pain flowed down into her body and made everything tingle. He lifted his hands and slapped her tits, landing hard, stinging blows on her soft tits while he watched her face. She squirmed against her bonds as he slapped her tits, crushed them again, then sucked them and then slapped them again. Her tits were getting warm with his abuse and so was her pussy. Preity was moaning loudly, her body writhing on the bed under him.
“You are fuckmeat!” he told her as he grabbed her tits and looked into her eyes while he crushed the soft, delicate mounds “Just a worthless fuckmeat. No good for anyone except to use and abuse. My use and abuse.”
“Ah, yes, Master!” Preity yelped “Please, daal do. Chod do apni kutiya ko. Please, Master! Meri choot phaad do apne lund se.”
[Please, enter me. Fuck your bitch. Please, Master! Rip my pussy apart with your cock.]
Vikas was rock hard. His massive, long cock was rubbing on Preity’s stomach and she could feel it flex when he slapped her tits. His hard slaps were making Preity’s full, heavy tits bounce. She could feel the hot pain slashing through her and making her pussy throb. She was hungry for cock. She was ready for use and abuse, even eager for it.
But he was not entering her yet and Preity was completely helpless. She was fully vulnerable, he could fuck her as he wanted, but he was not even entering her, making her wait, making her beg for her own destruction.
“What are you, Preity?” He said, moving back, letting his hard, massive shaft rub on her bare pussy while he lowered his head and sucked her tits.
“Mmmmm. Your bitch. Just your bitch.” Preity whimpered as his hot, wet mouth made her abused tits smart painfully.
“Whose bitch?” He crushed her tits in a way that her nipples were sticking out between his fist and the blood flowing to them was making them buzz.
“Anh! Your bitch. Main aap ki kutiya hoon!” Preity screamed.
[I am your bitch.]
“You are a worthless fucktoy, girl.” Vikas touched his tongue on her nipple which sent hot currents into Preity’s body, making her yelp “I did you a favour by taking possession of you.”
“Anh, god! Yes, Master! I know.” Preity cried out as he touched his tongue to the other nipple and sucked it hard “Oh, god! I...I am grateful, Master!”
Samantha had been working on finishing the packing. She knew she would get many nights with Vikas but Preity only had tonight to get what she craved. She could hear Preity’s screams and begging even while she was in the other room. She came in now to find something and came to the bed.
“Please, Master, the girl is dying without your cock.” Samantha took his cock in her fist and placed it on Preity’s pussy hole “Please, tod do ise. She’s desperate to be destroyed.”
Vikas kept Preity’s tits in his grip as he pushed up with his hips. Samantha stayed between his legs, lining up his cock for maximum penetration inside Preity. Preity’s hips bucked as she felt the hot, electric pain of his hard entry.
“Ah, mumma!” She screamed, her eyes watering while she tried to hold on as she knew he would go much deeper in her yet. Vikas pushed up again and Preity screamed again as the second wave of pain hit her body “Hay, mar gayee!”
Samantha lay down next to Preity and stroked her head “Aw, baby, does it hurt a lot?”
“A lot.” Preity nodded with tearful eyes “I am dying.”
“We have to serve him with our body, honey.” Samantha continued to stroke the older woman gently “Our pain is part of our service. You are his bitch now, don’t you know that?”
Preity nodded “I am his bitch. I know it. I am proud of it.”
“Then ask him to hurt you.” Samantha prompted “Show him your surrender so he can see you are really his bitch and not just saying it.”
Preity opened her eyes and looked at Vikas. With moist eyes, she said “Hurt me, Sir. Please, hurt me. I am your pet bitch.”
Vikas grabbed her by the hair and pressed his lips on her soft, supple lips as he started fucking her with in and out strokes. Preity moaned and sucked his tongue hungrily as his cock hurt in her vagina while he fucked her mouth with his tongue. She drank his saliva, keeping her lips sealed to his. Her hands were tied and that feeling of helplessness combined with the way his cock was invading her cunt was making Preity feel so charged like she was going to explode any second. Vikas gripped her shoulder and started thrusting deep into her vagina.
“Oh, god, Master!” Preity exploded with a loud scream, her pussy soaking his cock in her hot, oily cum while he claimed her like only a real man can claim his property. Preity could feel him pulsing deep inside her and her pussy was pumping out her hot load, her hips jerking, her eyes closed tightly, her whole body feeling like it was floating on a cloud.
Vikas sucked her neck, his breath hot on her skin as he whispered in her ear “Now you are my bitch forever, Preity. There is no escape, no out, you will belong to my cock for the rest of your life.”
“Mmmmmm, yes Sir.” Preity moaned, her body writhing against her bonds “That’s my good look, Sir. I want to be your bitch for all my life. Thank you for breaking me and teaching me what I was born for.”
His cock was flexing inside her vagina though he had slowed his strokes after her orgasm had subsided. Preity moaned as he speeded up again and within a few strokes her pussy was heating up again, her moans were getting louder, her breasts were hard being crushed by his bare chest. Within seconds Preity screamed as her pussy erupted, sending her body into another violent storm that shook her to her core. She kissed and sucked his neck, again and again, while struggling against her bonds, her whole body grinding on the bed, messing up the bedsheet with wrinkles.
Once again, Vikas drilled her ruthlessly hard while she was cumming then slowed down his strokes. He lowered his hand and sucked her tits, keeping his cock buried deep in her cunt but letting her catch her breath while he played with her in a way that was bound to make her want to be pounded again.
“Please, maaro na, Sir.” Preity whimpered “Mere boobs pe maaro. I like it when you are rough with me. Use me like a whore.”
[Please, hit me, Sir. Hit my boobs.]
Vikas smiled and looked at her lovely face as he slapped her tits. He heavy tits bounced with his slap and her expression changed as his finger landed on her soft, fleshy mounds.
“Now, tell me what you are.” He said as he continued slapping her soft, shapely tits, even when they started to get red from his hard blows.
“Ah. I am your bitch, Sir.” Preity whimpered. She could not help squirming as he was torturing her tits because her pussy was getting incredibly hot. She knew she was about to erupt and she biting her lip to try to keep control but she also knew that it was a losing battle “Oh, mumma! I am your dirty little whore, Sir. Randi ki tarah chodo mujhe.”
[Fuck me like a whore.]
“You are my whore, Preity.” He crushed her tits harder this time and Preity could feel both his slaps and his thrusts becoming brutally rough. Her whole body was getting burning hot, she was breathing heavily and trying to hold on while he was driving her crazy.
“Hay, mar gayee!” She screamed as his cock slammed so deep into her vagina that she could feel his cockhead hitting her cervix. The pain was unbearable and Preity could feel her tears rolling down her cheeks as she closed her eyes tightly. It seemed like Vikas didn’t care about her pain. He slapped her tits as before and continued drilling her cunt harder and faster, his cockhead beating her cervix into submission.
“Oh, God, Sir!” Preity was finding it unbelievable but her pussy exploded even from that brutal fucking that was painful enough to make her whole body feel like it was on fire.
“Ungh, fuck!” Vikas grunted as his cock exploded inside her. He continued pounding Preity, destroying her like a fucktoy while his cock pumped his hot, potent seed directly into her womb, marking her as his bitch.
“God, yes, baby! Yes!” Preity was still moaning and grunting but her moans had a very satisfied quality like taking Vikas' seed in her womb was feeding her soul. She opened her eyes and looked at him “You own my body and soul, Master. I am nothing but your whore, just your whore.”
“That is your fate, my bitch.” Vikas caressed her cheek.
He pulled his cock out of her cunt, moved up on her chest and pushed his cock into her mouth. Preity looked up into his eyes and held his gaze as she started sucking his cum-drenched cock, eating his cum like food.
Chapter 4 – Flying High With Samantha
The first class seat was much bigger than economy seats but it was not meant to contain two people. Samantha did not care. She was lying on Vikas’ seat which had been made into a bed, under the blanket, hugging him from the side, almost on his chest.
She was wearing a low-cut halter dress which was short and backless. She had her leg over his leg, pressing her pussy into the side of his leg. Her soft, warm breasts were pressing on his chest, she had her arm around him and was pressing herself into his side. Her head was resting on his arm and his hand was rubbing her smooth, bare back. Lunch had been served in the flight and now the window blinds were closed so the passengers could rest. Most were trying to sleep.
“Nangi ho jaoun?” Samantha said softly in Vikas' ear.
[Should I get naked?]
He smiled and carried on rubbing her bare back “We are not in my bedroom, slut.”
She kissed his cheek and kept her lips touching his ear “I am your bitch, honey, and that’s not just in your bedroom. You hold my leash. You can do anything to me, anywhere you want.”
“Do you trust me?” He was rubbing her bare back, his hand moving down her smooth skin.
“With my life.” She replied without hesitation.
“I want to own you completely, Sam.” His hand moved down to caress her smooth, tight ass.
“You do own me completely.” She was rubbing his chest, her warm fingers inside his pajama top “I am your possession.”
“Will you do as I tell you?”
“Have I not shown you my obedience yet?” She said.
“I mean professionally.” He squeezed her ass “Do you trust me that I will save your company?”
“Vikas, I am something you own.” She pressed her soft, warm body tighter against him “And I saying ‘something’, not ‘someone’ ok. I am a thing you own. I am an object in your possession. There is no personal or professional anymore. Master will command, bitch will obey. It’s that simple. And I don’t mean just that you will tell me to suck your dick or bend over to be fucked, I mean anything, anywhere, you tell me to do it, means it will be done.”
“You trust me that much?” His cock was getting hard and she could feel it as she was slowly rubbing it with her bare thigh.
“Trust does not even enter into it.” Samantha touched her lips to his neck “I am possession now. Your possession. I have no right to think for myself. You will make my choices and control my life.”
“But Sam, when I say I want to own you fully, I mean, even your husband won’t be a part of the equation.” Vikas' hand was on her tight, small ass, and he was kneading her ass cheeks slowly as they talked softly.
“Your leash, my neck.” She pressed her breasts into his chest “There is no other equation and no other person. I have given myself to you. You can only complain if I don’t follow your commands to the letter.”
“Hmmm, but Sam,” Vikas pressed her closer “I have nailed your mother-in-law.”
“I know, baby.” She kissed his cheek “She needed it.”
“But I won’t stop fucking her, Sam.” Vikas continued kneading her ass cheeks “Tumhari saas ko main regularly chodta rakhoonga.”
[I will fuck your mother-in-law regularly.]
“To chodo na, baby.” Samantha bit his earlobe softly “Who is stopping you?”
[So, fuck her, baby.]
“Main tum dono ko apni kutiya bana kar rakhoonga.” He warned.
[I will keep you both as my bitches.]
“That’s your right, my love.” Samantha smiled “Do you need my help in fully breaking her?”
A soft smile played on Vikas' lips which she could not see in the dark but she did feel his cock flex against her thigh.
“I am going to enjoy using and abusing you, Sam.” He said.
“Nothing could be sweeter to my ears than that.” She smiled and kissed his cheek.
Vikas turned towards her and squeezed her soft, warm body in his arms as he kissed her in the dark. Samantha crushed her lips to his and parted them, inviting his tongue to fuck her mouth.
Chapter 5 – Samantha Tells Them
“Hi, mom!” Samantha chirped at her mother-in-law on video call.
Amala smiled “Hi, honey. Have you reached back?”
“Yes, mom!” Samantha said “We are just waiting for the baggage to arrive. Then we will be out of here.”
“Great!” Amala said “We are looking forward to seeing you. You should be here in an hour right?”
“Actually, mom,” Samantha said slowly “I am going to go to Vikas' place and stay there tonight.”
“Is that Sam?” Nagarjuna walked into the living room “Has she arrived? When is she getting home?”
“Yes.” Amala moved on the sofa to make space for her husband “But she is not coming home tonight.”
“Not coming home? Why?” Nagarjuna was in front of the phone by now and addressed his last question to his daughter-in-law.
“Good evening, papa.” Samantha looked at her father-in-law and said slowly but confidently “Yes, papa. I am going with Vikas to his place. I will stay with him tonight.”
“Oh.” Nagarjuna said.
“We are working on the plan to present to the board on Monday, papa,” Samantha explained “we need to finish it on the weekend to have it ready for the meeting.”
“Right. Right.” Nagarjuna nodded “That’s fine, dear, that’s fine. This is important. I don’t mind you working hard on it.”
“Vikas works me very hard, papa.” Samantha smiled “He probably won’t let me sleep at all tonight.”
“There’s no harm in –“ Nagarjuna was saying when Chey entered the room.
“Is that Sam? She’s back?” He said as he walked over the sofa.
Nagarjuna put the phone on the coffee table so they could all face it “Yes. She is still at the airport.”
“Cool. Sam, I have some things to ask you. When are you getting here? One hour?.” Chey sat down and faced his wife on video call.
“I am not coming home tonight, Chey.” Samantha said softly, like one who knows what reaction her words will get “I am going to Vikas' place tonight.”
“What? But why?” Chey’s reaction was predictable and loud “You just spent a week with him and now you are –“
“Chey, I am working on –“ Samantha tried but Nagarjuna cut in by placing his hand on his son’s shoulder.
“Don’t you even know not to mess with someone who is working in your interest?” Nagarjuna said “Let her work.”
Chey was still trying to find the words to refute his dad when Nagarjuna turned back to the screen “You carry on and focus on the work, darling. Will you come home tomorrow then?”
“Maybe papa, if this is all finished tonight.” Samantha took the opportunity “But Vikas may keep me tomorrow night as well if he needs me.”
“That’s perfectly fine.” Amala spoke up before Chey’s bubbling face could emit angry bubbles “I am so happy that you are able to work alongside Vikas, we all are. We are expecting great results.”
Samantha nodded “Thank you, mom. Oh, our bags have arrived. I need to go mom. Bye, bye.”
Before the connection could be fully cut, they clearly saw Vikas' arm going around Samantha’s waist.
Chapter 6 – Cooking With Samantha
Vikas grabbed her ass and kneaded her tight ass cheeks “So?”
“So what?” She smiled at him “Kutiya tumhari hai. I will go where you take me.”
[I am your bitch.]
“Confident, huh?” He grinned, rubbing her smooth back and letting his hand slide down casually to her tight, small ass.
“I told them, you will keep me tonight, and maybe tomorrow night too.” Samantha pressed into him and rubbed his chest “Now, take me home and pound me like you hate me.”
“Oh, you can handle that?”
“Kaun kambakht bardasht karne ke liye chudti hai?” Samantha misquoted from a movie they had watched on the plane.
Vikas grinned and slapped her ass “Come on then, let’s go.”
Samantha was silent in the car and just clung to Vikas while the driver drove to his place. She didn’t want to tell Vikas but she was nervous about meeting his wife. She didn’t care about her own marriage as there was no love left between her and Chey but she knew that Vikas loved his wife very much and she had seen on video call how stunningly beautiful his wife was.
“Oh, my god, how gorgeous you are!” Kajal said as soon as she opened the door and saw Samantha “I have seen you on the call but you still take my breath away!”
“Er...thank...thanks, ma’am.” Samantha was quite ill at ease. She was not the kind of girl to have affairs with married men and this was an unprecedented situation for her.
“Ma’am?” Kajal raised her eyebrow “Who do you think you are talking to? You used to call me Kajal when you were riding my husband’s cock in US, didn’t you?”
Samantha felt even more awkward “Erm...I am sorry....I....I....”
Kajal pulled her into her embrace and squeezed her tightly in her arms “Welcome to our home, Sam! I am so happy to see you.”
“Thank you, Kajal.” Samantha felt so much better suddenly and hugged her back as she said in her ear “I am so happy to meet you, too.”
“And no hug for your husband now that you met your new friend?” Vikas said.
Kajal smiled and hugged him. They kissed and it was an intimate but short kiss. Samantha was getting the feeling that Kajal was trying to not make her feel awkward as she seemed to have sensed Samantha’s uneasiness. But Vikas had no such considerations.
Kajal was wearing a simple, short, halter mini dress and Vikas rubbed her bare back as he kissed her, his hands went down to her ass, squeezing her tight ass cheeks. Kajal moaned into his mouth and Samantha knew exactly how she was feeling.
“Are you both hungry?” Kajal said after the tight hug and intimate kiss “I didn’t know if you would eat before coming home so I didn’t make dinner yet, but I can do in a few minutes if you want.”
“We had something on the plane.” Samantha said.
“It was hours ago.” Vikas said “We are both hungry. Shall we go out?”
“No.” Kajal shook her head “You have just come home tired from the travel. I will make dinner.”
“I want to help.” Samantha said.
“Of course, you will help, Sam.” Kajal smiled “You think I will let you off easy? Can you cook?”
“Yes, I can.” Samantha nodded.
“Good. Why don’t you freshen up while I get things ready and then come help me in the kitchen?” Kajal suggested.
Samantha nodded. She washed up and came to help Kajal in a few minutes.
“Good.” Kajal looked at her “Take off your dress and put this apron on.”
“D...dress...but....?”
“Vikas' rules, dear.” Kajal smiled “Turn.”
“But I...I am not wearing panties.” Samantha said as she turned.
“Why would you?” Kajal untied her halter strap and removed Samantha’s dress “Vikas does not allow them.”
Samantha was feeling quite naked as she let Kajal put the apron on her. It tied behind her neck with another strap on her back, but was short enough to bare her legs and of course, her back was mostly naked except for the straps, even her ass was fully bared. Samantha was feeling a little shy but also quite turned on as the feeling of being vulnerable was similar to what she had felt when Vikas had broken her in US.
“Ah, what a beautiful scene.” They were working side by side when Vikas came into the open plan kitchen “Husband comes home tired from his hard work at the office, and his two gorgeous bitches are cooking for him. I love it!”
Kajal smiled “Can the tired husband bring himself to open a bottle of wine to share with his bitches?”
“Sure.” Vikas slapped Samantha’s bare ass as he passed behind her “Work properly, slut.”
Kajal grinned at Samantha “He is just so incorrigible.”
Vikas found a bottle of red wine, already opened by Kajal and put on the side to breathe. He poured three glasses and brought them over. He put one beside Kajal and one beside Samantha. Kajal picked up her glass and turned to face him. Samantha followed suit.
“What should we toast to, Patidev?” Kajal said.
“I am happy about being home and also about acquiring my new bitch.” Vikas smiled looking at Samantha.
“Then let’s toast to that.” Kajal lifted her glass.
Vikas nodded and lifted his glass “To my beautiful bitches who make a man happy to come home.”
“And to our wonderful husband who makes a lovely home for his bitches.” Kajal added.
Samantha noticed that Kajal had included her in her toast. She accepted it by raising her glass but adding “To my wonderful owner.”
They clinked glasses and sipped their wine.
“Come on, we are working, Sam.” Kajal said. She turned to the counter and put her glass down “Why don’t you relax in the living room, Patidev, we’ll call you when the dinner is ready?”
“I can relax right here.” Vikas said. He slipped his arm around Samantha’s almost naked body and slipped his hand under her apron. He kissed behind her shoulder while he kneaded her soft, bare breast “I prefer relaxing here.”
“Yes, I can see that.” Kajal laughed “Was he like that in US also, Sam?”
“Very much so.” Samantha nodded “I didn’t cook there but he used to fuck me every day.”
She had taken two big sips of the wine and was already beginning to feel its relaxing effect.
“Office mein lete the?” Kajal asked casually.
[He used to fuck me in the offiice?
“He had other bitches to nail in the office.” Samantha also said casually “But kabhi kabhi mera number bhi aata tha, to ghodi bana ke desk pe chodte the.”
[Sometimes it was my turn, then he bent me over the desk and fucked me from behind.]
“Yes, he is a greedy one.” Kajal grinned.
While they were talking, Vikas pulled his pajamas bottoms down and started rubbing his hard, hot cock between Samantha’s ass cheeks. She opened her legs without thinking then felt shy, but he had trained her too well in US.
“Patidev, bechari ne khana bhi nahin khaya abhi.” Kajal said as she saw Vikas rubbing his cockhead up and down on her Samantha’s bare pussy as she bent over the kitchen counter “Dinner ke baad chod lena na.”
[Husband, the poor girl has not even had food yet. Can’t you fuck her after dinner?]
But Vikas didn’t even reply. He simply grabbed Samantha’s hips and pushed his cock into her tight, hot cunt. Samantha had been wet already but his cock still hurt in her tight pussy as it invaded like a giant monster smashing through a city.
“Ah, mumma!” Samantha cried out and tried to blink away her tears as Vikas' hard thrust hurt in her cunt.
“He is like that, honey.” Kajal moved some pots from the counter in front of Samantha “When he wants his bitch, he wants his bitch. Here, bent over nicely, darling. Tumhari poori tarah liye bina wo nahin rukenge.”
[He won’t stop before dilling you.]
She untied Samantha’s apron straps and made her fully naked while Vikas was fucking her in and out with deepening strokes. Samantha was realizing that she had been missing his cock inside her for many hours and it felt like heaven now that she was impaled on it again. She did not say a single word, simply bent over low and pushed her ass back, inviting him to use her as he wanted.
Vikas held Samantha’s full, firm tits and used them as handles to penetrate her deeper “She is my bitch now, mine to use when I want, where I want. Is that right or not, Sam?”
“Yes, Master.” Samantha moaned “I am your bitch. I am yours to use anywhere you want.”
Kajal removed everything from the counter in front of Samantha and guided her “You can put your hands here, bend lower. He is going to go fully deep in you, hold here, tightly.”
“Yes, Kajal.” Samantha whimpered and bent over low as she guided while Vikas was stuffing her deeper and deeper with his hard, thick cock, hurting deep in her vagina now. She bit her lip and tried to hold on as each assault of his powerful cock rocked her body and made her pussy tingle a familiar way.
“Did he break you in US like this?” Kajal stayed close to Samantha and stroked her head “Did he hurt you?”
“Mmmm, yes. He broke me thoroughly there.” Samantha nodded “Roz raat ko meri...ah, mumma!”
[Every night he used to....]
It was all that Samantha’s body could take without exploding. She clutched the counter while her pussy exploded and pumped out her hot cum on the floor. Vikas kept her tits in his hands and kneaded them hard as he drilled her tight cunt with long, forceful strokes. Samantha continued to moan but held her place, keeping her legs open and pushing back to help him penetrate her deeper even though it was hurting deep in her vagina with each thrust of his hips.
“Awww, I can see why he likes you.” Kajal smiled and caressed Samantha’s cheek “You are a good whore for him.”
“He....he broke me and made me his whore.” Samantha was loving this conversation. This was so perverted to be talking to the man’s wife while the man himself was balls deep in her vagina. Samantha had never done that or imagined that, but it felt so hot that she could feel her pussy heating up again already after a powerful orgasm.
“So, now you are fully his bitch or still negotiating?” Kajal was lingering near her and Samantha was finding her warm closeness so sexy that her pussy was tingling even more. Her lubrication was allowing Vikas to drill her hard and deep, making her moan.
“Neg...nego...mmmm....negotiating?” Samantha was finding it hard to talk as Vikas' cock was taking her breath away. His fingers crushing her soft tits were adding more pain into her body and it was all becoming incredibly hot pleasure which was driving Samantha wild in a way that she knew only he could do.
“Yes, he said you are the CEO of Naga Airlines and you don’t surrender to anybody.” Kajal was standing close, looking at Samantha’s gorgeous face and she was finding it very hot that her sweet features were getting twisted in pain with each thrust of her husband’s cock. She never got tired of watching her husband claim a new woman and this was special as she was not just young and beautiful but smart and powerful in her own right. If stunning women could be trophies, this time Vikas had brought home the world cup. Kajal was feeling her pussy buzz strongly as she was caressing Samantha’s cheek with her thumb. She looked at her “He said you were not willing to open your legs for him.”
“Mmmm, ah, he...he broke me.” Samantha could not keep her tears from leaking out as Vikas’ cock reached painfully deep into her vagina, making her whole body vibrate with the erotic pain. She tried to speak but she was panting “He hurt me so much and he made me his bitch.”
“Now, you are his property?” Kajal touched her soft lips, running her thumb along her lower lip.
“I am his possession.” Samantha nodded “I am an object in his possession. Ah!”
Kajal could not help herself, Samantha had beautiful lips, and the way they were parting when she screamed, her saliva wetting the lower lip so visibly....she leaned in and sucked her bottom lip in her mouth while rubbing her bare shoulder, letting her fingers linger on her smooth skin. As Samantha’s pussy exploded, she pressed her lips harder on Kajal’s and kissed her hard while the raw, savage orgasm raged through her body like a storm.
She moaned as Vikas jammed his cock deeper into her cunt, using her hard, making her body rock with each thrust. His cock was flexing inside her vagina as he was watching her suck Kajal’s lips and he was using it to break Samantha like a beast, his cockhead so deep in her cunt that her breath was getting knocked out with each stroke.
By the time the orgasm started to subside, Samantha and Kajal were both out of breath. They broke the kiss but Kajal stayed close to her and Samantha wanted her to as well. Vikas slowed his strokes but he was still going deep enough in her cunt to cause pain and Samantha was moaning with every movement of his body.
“He hurt me like that there too. He always hurts so deep inside me.” Samantha was liking confiding in this woman who knew what it was like to be Vikas' property “But the more he hurts me, the more I want him to hurt me.”
“That’s what he does to us.” Kajal caressed her cheek slowly with her thumb “He likes to turn good girls into whores.”
“He is a bad man, isn’t he?” Samantha looked into her eyes with tears flowing out of her own eyes “But then why do I love him so much? Oh, shit!” She realised it after she had said it “He is your husband. I am so sorry!”
Kajal smiled and pressed her cheek to Samantha’s then she kissed next to her ear before pulling back and looking in her eyes “He is my husband and yours?”
“Owner. Mmmm.” Samantha moaned as Vikas' thick, long shaft was drilling her cunt and her body was heating up again “He owns me.”
“You are his bitch, no?” Kajal rubbed Samantha’s neck, gently caressing her cheek with her thumb.
“I am his bitch.” Samantha panted. Her body was getting closer and closer to that critical moment and Vikas' cock was feeling like a steel piston hammering her brutally deep.
“Just for a few days?” Kajal said.
“For the rest of my life.” Samantha shook her head.
“But you are married, no?” Kajal said “What about your husband?”
“I don’t know what will happen,” Samantha was finding it hard to think about such things while Vikas' cock was driving her crazy “but I am not his bitch, I am your husband’s bitch.”
“Between your husband and Vikas, who comes first?” Kajal said.
“Vikas. Always Vikas.” Samantha said without a second’s hesitation “He owns my heart and soul.”
Kajal kissed her lips softly “Then you have a right to say that you love him. You are his possession. You have that right.”
“Ah, mumma!” Samantha’s excitement went off the top and she came hard with a loud scream. She was trying to keep control on herself but the way Vikas was destroying her pussy with his monster cock, Samantha was losing that control very quickly. She could feel his hard, bulbous cockhead invade deep into her cunt and it was like a heating rod, setting her whole body boiling. Samantha could feel Kajal next to her which she was finding very comforting and the fact that she was the wife of the man who was destroying Samantha was even more exciting. Samantha leaned in and pressed her forehead to Kajal’s shoulder as she moaned “Kajal! Oh, Kajal!”
“Just hold on, baby. Just hold on and breathe.” Kajal rubbed her back “This is our destiny, darling. This is your destiny now. This cock owns you, Sam and he will always destroy you like this. You are helpless. You are in his possession. There is nothing you can do about it. You belong to him.”
“Ah! Ah, god!” Samantha cried out as her pussy spiked. Kajal’s reminder of her own helplessness was even more potent coming from someone else. She was liking this woman a lot. She understood Samantha better than anyone ever could. She had to keep her hands firmly on the counter to be able to withstand Vikas' hard, forceful thrusts, so she nuzzled Kajal with her face, like a bitch looking to be scratched. When Kajal pressed her lips on hers, Samantha moaned and sucked her lips, inviting her to push her tongue into her mouth.
Vikas lifted his hand and slapped Samantha’s breast “What are you, Sam?”
“Ah! I am your bitch, Sir.” Samantha’s had noticed that Vikas had not slowed his strokes even after her orgasm subsided and she knew what it meant but now she was sure that things were about to get hotter because Vikas always crushed her ruthlessly before he came. She clawed the kitchen counter and tried to kiss Kajal again but she knew what was coming.
“Who owns you, whore?” Vikas slapped her other breast and Samantha opened her lips in a yelp.
“Oh, god!” She cried out as his cockhead hit her cervix. The pain was incredible but she managed to scream “You own me, Sir. You are my master, my owner. Ah, god!”
Fortunately for Samantha, Kajal also knew what she needed. She pressed her lips on Samantha’s and kissed her hard with a fast, invasive kiss like she knew they would have to break the kiss when Vikas slapped Samantha again. Samantha sucked Kajal’s tongue, sharing saliva with her, loving this woman more by the minute. She felt like the intensity of this moment was tenfold because of her. She was helping her husband break Samantha, and Samantha was loving every second of it.
The urgency of Vikas' strokes was unmistakable and it was making Samantha’s pussy burn up in heat. She could feel the tingling deep in her vagina and knew that the explosion that was coming now would be the strongest. She tried to hold on and squeezed Vikas' cock with her pussy so she could bring him the pleasure that he was giving her at the same time.
“You are my bitch, Sam! I own you!” Vikas grabbed Samantha by the hair but didn’t break her kiss with Kajal “You will always be my whore.”
And then his cock exploded in Samantha’s pussy and she let go so she could feel his heat mixing with hers. Samantha was loving this moment when she was drinking Kajal’s saliva at the same time when her husband was pumping his hot, potent seed directly into Samantha’s womb, marking her as his bitch boldly in front of his wife. Samantha’s orgasm was long and powerful. She could feel every cell in her body tingling and buzzing. She sucked Kajal’s tongue and felt like it helped to manage the pain and raise the excitement. Samantha had never had an experience like this before and she was feeling incredibly happy and excited thinking that this was now going to be her future.
When Vikas finally pulled his cock out of Samantha’s pussy, she was faced with a choice. Normally, she loved sucking Vikas' cock after he fucked her and she was very fond of his cum, but now she was feeling like it was his wife’s right to eat his cum. She turned and looked at Kajal, but the choice was taken from her when Vikas grabbed her by the hair and pushed her down. Samantha kept looking up at Kajal as she went down to her knees.
Kajal smiled and stroked her head “Eat his cum, darling, it’s your food, you have earned it.”
As Samantha started licking and sucking Vikas' cum-soaked cock, Kajal clung to him and kissed him hard, sucking his tongue and drinking his saliva. She kept her hand on Samantha’s head and stroked her slowly as she sealed her lips to her husband’s lips and moaned in his mouth while he fucked her mouth with his tongue.
Samantha wrapped her arm around Kajal’s bare leg and rubbed her smooth thigh as she sucked Vikas' cock deeper into her mouth. She felt like she was in heaven and never wanted this moment to end.
Chapter 7 – Nagarjuna Is Worried
“I am a bit worried, Amala.” Nagarjuna said as he came to bed.
“Why?” Amala put her finger in the book she was reading and looked at her husband.
“Sam and Vikas in US....” Nagarjuna said slowly “I feel sure that Vikas has fucked her there.”
“I know he has,” Amala said “and I am sure he will fuck her at his home tonight as well.”
“Yes, I am sure he will.” Nagarjuna nodded.
“That’s what we wanted, we talked about it and we were worried if Sam would be sensible enough to spread her legs for him.” Amala said “Now she has so why are you worried?”
“Based on what I have understood about Vikas so far,” Nagarjuna said “he is not the kind of guy who will fuck somebody’s wife behind his back and be satisfied with a secret affair. He will want to have Sam in his possession.”
“And she will surrender to him. I am sure of it.” Amala said “I have talked to her more than you have and I know she will be his bitch the way he wants.”
“I am not worried about her any more.” Nagarjuna said “but your son, he doesn’t seem to be smart enough to understand how badly we need Vikas. I am worried that he might make a fuss about it and sour the deal after all that Sam has done.”
“Hmmm, that you are right to worry about.” Amala put her book aside “I don’t know if he already knows that Vikas has claimed Sam or not, but he is very likely to create a scene and piss off Vikas.”
“You should talk to him and try to make him understand.” Nagarjuna suggested.
“Me? Arjun, you think he will listen to me?”
“Look, Vikas has fucked you, right?”
“Yes, I told you that.” Amala nodded “He not only fucked me, he claimed me. He told me he will keep fucking me regularly. I will be as much his possession as young Sam.”
“Exactly, so you understand him.”
“I would not say that I understand him just because I bent over and let him use me as his whore.” Amala said “But even if I did, what’s that got to do with making Chey behave?”
“Well, I don’t know.” Nagarjuna admitted “But you have more insight into the whole thing than I do.”
“If he will listen to anyone it’s you.” Amala said “At least he is afraid of you. He might just tell me to go to hell.”
“No, no, he would not do that....” Nagarjuna thought a second then said “Maybe I can get Moolchandani to talk to him.”
“MC and Chey don’t get along that well to begin with,” Amala said “they are very likely to fight.”
“Well, I don’t know what to do then.” Nagarjuna said “Should I tell Chey to take a leave from the office for a few days?”
“You could. Though, I am not sure that will solve anything long term.”
“Then tell me what to do.” Nagarjuna said.
“Not a lot that we can do.” Amala said “Just leave it like this for now and in Monday’s meeting if anything happens, you and I will both try to keep Chey in control.”
“Alright. We can try.” Nagarjuna sighed.
Chapter 8 – Samantha Gets A New Home Life
Vikas kept Samantha fully naked during the dinner and she loved it. Her body was super charged being near him, her pussy wet, her nipples erect, her heart beating fast. She kept looking at him with adoring eyes as she helped Kajal serve him. They had dinner together and Vikas' hands were always on their bodies, caressing and teasing both Kajal and Samantha. Samantha was proud that he kept her naked and played with her in front of his gorgeous wife.
After dinner, Samantha helped Kajal load the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. She was feeling like she was also Vikas' wife and the warm glow she was getting from it was more heady than the wine they had had during dinner.
“Go to him now,” Kajal said “I will join in a minute.”
“But, if I can help –“
“Go na, baby.” Kajal pushed Samantha out of the kitchen.
Vikas was sitting on the sofa when Samantha entered the living area, feeling shy and ill at ease. In US, Vikas had kept her as his bitch and she had felt like they had their own household like husband and wife. But that was just a week of escape. Now he was back with his real wife and Samantha was trying to adjust to the new situation.
He extended his hand to her as she entered. She walked up, took his hand and sat down on the floor, hugging his leg.
“Sit properly, Sam.” Vikas patted the sofa.
“No, I like it better here.” Samantha looked up at him with a sad expression then rested her cheek on his knee.
“Why so sad, girl?” He stroked her head.
“It was just so nice in US.” She looked up at him “I was your bitch. Everybody knew I belonged to you. It was my identity. Now we are back in reality. I will have to go back to my in-laws, my husband, you have a wife, your own life...”
“And you are part of it.” Kajal said as she walked in “don’t you understand that your identity has changed? For good?”
“But...” Samantha looked up at Kajal as she cuddled up with her husband on the sofa “Now, he has you and I am somebody else’s wife.”
Kajal leaned down and caressed Samantha’s cheek “Darling, once he claims a girl, she stays his, forever. Didn’t you tell me just now in the kitchen that you will give priority to him rather than your husband?”
“It’s not a question of priority,” Samantha said “I am his whore, he is my everything, but I also know that in the real world, he is your husband.”
“And also your owner.” Kajal said “You are his possession now, Sam. Nothing will change that. Your husband and in-laws won’t matter. You are now his bitch, to use as he wants. You will see that.”
“Really?” Samantha looked up at Vikas.
He smiled and nodded “Where did I fuck you in US?”
“Everywhere.” Samantha said “At home, in the office, in the car a few times, once in the cinema toilet when we went for a movie, on the roof during that party...wherever you wanted. Maine har jagah di hai tumhein.”
[I surrendered to you everywhere.]
“Aur ab nahin dogi?” He caressed her smooth cheek with his thumb.
[And now you won’t?]
“Doongi na. Jahan loge wahan doongi.” Samantha said.
[I will. You can fuck me anywhere and I will surrender. ]
Kajal was rubbing Vikas' cock in his pajamas. Now she pushed her hand inside and pulled his cock out. It was hard. She rubbed it slowly up and down and it got harder in her warm fist. Samantha looked up at his massive, thick beast and licked her lips. She could feel her pussy tingling from the memory of having it inside her just a short time ago.
“What is this, Sam?” Kajal asked as she slowly pumped Vikas' cock.
“My owner.” Samantha said, looking unblinkingly at his cockhead which was oozing pre-cum.
“Come here.” Kajal said. She helped Samantha get up and straddle Vikas “Open your legs, girl.”
“Mmmm.” Samantha could not suppress a moan as Kajal guided Vikas' cock to her pussy and Samantha felt his bulbous cockhead pressing on her pussy entrance.
Vikas grabbed her buttocks and pushed up with a firm, forceful stroke, entering Samantha’s tight, hot pussy expertly deep, making her yelp as the hot pain rose up in her body like a toxin. She put her hands on his shoulders and squirmed on his cock, feeling the hot, erotic pain making her pussy tingle so deep that she could feel those tingles riding up her spine.
“Now tell me what you are.” Vikas held her breasts in his hands and squeezed them firmly.
“Mmmmm. Your bitch. Your possession.” Samantha bit her lip and looked at him through half-open lids.
“Are you anything more than that?” He pinched her nipples and continued to crush her soft tits in his strong hands while Samantha was trying to ride his cock, taking it deeper into her cunt even though it was hurting, she was loving this pain.
“No, Sir. Don’t want to be.” She panted “Just want to be your bitch. Only your bitch.”
Vikas grabbed her by the hair, jerked her head up and sucked her tits, swallowing her soft, fleshy mounds deep into his hot mouth, teasing her nipples with his tongue. Samantha yelped as his wet, hot tongue made her over-sensitive nipples burn and she pushed down with her hips to take his cock even deeper into her cunt, fighting pain with pain.
“Then you don’t need to worry about anything else, bitch.” Vikas kissed her neck and sucked just below her jaw line, eliciting a long moan from her lips.
“Yes, Master.” Samantha panted as she rode his cock with excited, hard strokes of her ass “Yes, my Master!”
Vikas kept her in his grip and fucked her with upward strokes as he sucked and bit her neck, the smell of her gorgeous body making his cock flex in her vagina. Her own weight was coming down on his lap and Vikas was able to penetrate incredibly deep into her cunt with each thrust. Samantha squirmed and moaned as her body got hotter and hotter.
Wrapping his fingers in her silken dark hair, Vikas pulled her close and kissed her hard while making his strokes even harder and faster. Samantha moaned and took his tongue in her mouth. She could feel her pussy heating up and getting close to that explosion which she knew will drive her crazy, but she could not stop, it was like a rollercoaster than never stopped. She was feeling out of control and excited beyond words. His cock was ripping her open and she felt like it was her place to be ripped apart by this monster.
“Oh, God, Sir!” She cried out as her pussy exploded and whole body felt like it was being torn apart by a powerful earthquake. She pushed down, taking his cock deeper into her cunt until she could feel him balls deep in her vagina. Vikas pushed up at the same time and Samantha felt her body feel like it was disintegrating into a million pieces as his cockhead hit her cervix and the pain overwhelmed her.
Just as she was about to scream at the top of her lungs, Vikas pulled her to him and closed her mouth with his own. Samantha’s scream got muffled and she could not free herself even to breathe as Vikas kept her firmly in his grip. Samantha stopped trying to pull back and surrendered to his rough, brutal kiss, sucking his tongue like she was trying to breathe through his mouth. Vikas continued to destroy her pussy with his massive cock as he fucked her hot, wet mouth with his tongue.
The orgasm lasted for maybe a couple of minutes but when Vikas released her from his rough kiss, Samantha felt like she had been underwater for ages. She panted, trying to catch her breath like she had been running miles, her hands on his shoulders to take support, her body still tingling and buzzing with the hot use he was putting her to.
“You are a brute!” She said into his eyes.
Vikas smiled and jerked her hair, pulling her face close to his “You are nothing except my bitch. Do you understand that?”
Samantha nodded “Yes, Master!”
“Tell me what you are.” Vikas was still drilling her cunt but not as deep as before, so she could speak.
“I am nothing, just your bitch, nothing else.” Samantha met his gaze and spoke with conviction.
“Who owns your life?” He said.
“You do.” She replied without hesitation.
“Are you sure?” Vikas wrapped his hand around her neck and placed his thumb on her windpipe.
“I am very sure.” Samantha pushed her neck forward into his hand “You own my life.”
“And what about your husband?” He said.
“What husband?” Samantha challenged.
Vikas smiled.
“You are my husband, owner, god, guide, everything.” Samantha said “I don’t need any other man in my life. Only you.”
Vikas nodded, his cock throbbing in her cunt.
“I am so happy that you have broken her, Sir.” Kajal brushed Samantha’s hair from her cheek and caressed her face “She is just amazing. Such a precious jewel in your collection.”
“Did you hear what she said?” Vikas teased her nipples as he looked up at Samantha “What she called you?”
“Yes, Sir.” Samantha nodded “I am an object in your collection.”
Vikas smiled “You understand that you are object in my possession.”
“Yes, Master.” Samantha said “And I am proud of it.”
“Then you don’t need to worry.” Vikas pulled her in until her face was an inch from his “It’s the owner’s job to take care of his possessions.”
“Yes, Master.” Samantha whimpered “Ah!”
She had not had this much care and possessiveness even in her marriage. Her husband was like a boy pretending to be a man. Here being in Vikas' hands, feeling completely helpless and fully in his control, not just feeling but living her role as his possession, Samantha was overwhelmed by emotion which resulted in her pussy erupting into a savage orgasm that felt like her whole body was made up of fireworks. She tried to ride his cock hard but her strokes were erratic as she did not have control on her body. But Vikas had full control and he was jamming his cock deep into her cunt, hitting her cervix with his cockhead again and again, making her yelp as her pussy spiked with his ferocious assaults.
Vikas continued to drill her hard as she came then just as her orgasm began to subside, he pulled her off his cock, turned to the side and made her go on all fours on the sofa.
“Kutiya?” Samantha whimpered as she took her position and opened her legs wide. She knew what he was about to do to her and she was even more excited that he was about to do that in front of Kajal.
He got behind her on his knees, grabbed her buttocks and pushed his cock deep into her ass with a forceful thrust. Samantha yelped as her fading orgasm spiked again and she felt the pain not just in her ass but also in her thighs as her pussy clenched hard. When Vikas grabbed her by the neck and started fucking her ass in and out right away, she knew what was coming.
“Kaju, nangi ho jao.” Vikas said.
[Kaju, get naked.]
“Ji, Maalik.” Kajal said.
[Yes, Master.]
Samantha felt her pussy pulse as she heard the note of utter submission in Kajal’s voice. She was thrilled to feel that he was a man who controlled every woman in his life, she was lucky to be his bitch. Samantha felt rather than saw Kajal getting in front of her on the sofa and sitting on her knees. She lowered her head and rested it on Kajal’s bare thigh while lifting her ass up, offering it to Vikas to use and abuse her as he wanted.
When he placed his hand on Samantha’s shoulder and took a firm grip, Samantha knew he was going to rip her apart now. She put her arms around Kajal and held on, pushing her head almost between her legs. She could smell her wet pussy. As Kajal leaned forward, Samantha could hear the kissing noises This was exciting Samantha even more. In US he had fucked Samantha and Aishwarya together but while Aishwarya was a world level beauty, she was still only his business partner. Now, Samantha was becoming a part of his family as he was kissing his wife while pounding Samantha’s ass. The pride she felt made her whole body warm up from inside.
“Oh, mumma!” Samantha could not contain her scream as her pussy erupted “Ah, Vikas! Meri gaand maaro!”
[Fuck my ass!”]
“You are my whore, Sam.” Vikas drilled her ass in and out with long, brutally deep thrusts, keeping her in place by holding her neck and her shoulder with both hands “Oh, fuck! Yes!”
His cock exploded in her ass and Samantha trembled as she felt his hot cum flowing into her bowels with each movement of his hips. He was branding her in front of his wife and Samantha was so excited and happy that her pussy erupted again into a hot, raw orgasm. She tried to push her head forward to lick Kajal’s pussy but her legs were closed and she could not get there. Kajal was rubbing her bare back lovingly while her husband broke this stunning, beautiful woman without caring that she was somebody else’s wife.