Dynasty 3: A Kingdom in Ruins

Dynasty 3

A Kingdom in Ruins

Korben Hunter

© Sultry Publications 2025

 

Disclaimer

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

Adult Content Warning

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

Photos

I have been doing an experiment recently. This book contains some photos as reference for the dresses that I have described. The photos are created by AI, so they are not an accurate depiction of the dress I am describing but they are close. When reading the story, use the photos as a reference but pay attention to the description of the dress as the accurate design of the dress.

 

As you would have noticed, I use the dresses not just for adornment of the character’s body but also as a point for flirting, make-out etc. All those actions will be based on the description that I provide for the dress or outfit.

 

Most of all, I would be interested to get your feedback on the photos, if they helped in getting an idea of the design of the dresses, did they add to your enjoyment of the story or was it the other way around?

 

Based on your feedback I will decide if I want to spend time creating these photos for the future books or not.

 

In this book, I was not able to create some dresses with AI because the dresses were too sexy and AI cannot deal with that. I hope the description suffices in those cases.

 

Thank you.

 

 

 

Table of Contents

Introduction

Series Info

Chapter 1 – CEO’s Lunch

Chapter 2 – Kiara Brings A Gift

Chapter 3 – Pooja Breakks Her Rule

Chapter 4 – Pooja On The Dance Floor

Chapter 5 – Pooja and Kiara Play A Game

Chapter 6 – Pooja Gets Her Wish

Chapter 7 – Pooja And Kiara

Chapter 8 – Mother-Daughter Talk

Chapter 9 - Samantha Dines With Her Boss

Chapter 10 – Samantha Is The Perfect Dessert

Chapter 11 – Kiara Reports The Facts

Chapter 12 – Madhuri Welcomes Arjun

Chapter 13 – Kiara Gets The Benefit

Chapter 14 – A Tense Family Dinner

Chapter 15 – Kiara Is Dessert

Chapter 16 – Amisha Takes a Dip

Chapter 17 – Rakul Goes For A Drive

Chapter 18 – Rakul Likes Her Surprise

Chapter 19 – Tamanna Gets Ready

Chapter 20 – Rakul Learns Her Place

Chapter 21 – Rakul Submits Control

Chapter 22 – Tamanna Needs Help

Chapter 23 – Kavita Gets An Offer

Chapter 24 – Rakul Accepts The Facts

Chapter 25 – Madhuri Talks Business

Chapter 26 – Kajal Chooses A Side

Chapter 27 – Deciding Kajal’s Fate

Chapter 28 – Kajal Fits In

Chapter 29 – Madhuri Makes An Effort

Chapter 30 – Madhuri Loses The Argument

Chapter 31 – Kiara Has a Midnight Snack

Chapter 32 – The Future of Advani Empire

Chapter 33 –Madhuri Finds Her Place

Chapter 34 – Madhuri Sleeps Uncomfortably

My Other Books

 

Introduction

Given that this series has a different, dramatic feel and I want to keep it this way, it takes me a while to get into the same mood to write another part. But the characters in this are strong and different from my other characters so the pull of wanting to write about them is quite strong as well.

 

I am still struggling to recover from my folly in the first book when I introduced a few scenes which were to come in the next part of the story. I realised when writing the second book that the events I had mentioned needed more things to happen before they could transpire. I am trying to bring the story to that point but I am finding that I cannot force the story to meet my unreasonable demands. Finally, in book 3, I gave in to the story and decided to let it flow along its natural path without worrying about the bookends.

 

Even though this story started in a very different mood and vibe, it is now getting some of those familiar elements which I generally write about. It is, after all, an erotica story with a familiar theme of one dominant man claiming and owning many gorgeous women, so it is bound to have similarities with other stories of mine. But that’s the kind of elements that I like to write about and my readers enjoy so that’s not a bad thing.

 

One thing that is constant all through the three books is that it is a really hot story. I enjoyed writing this part as well and it feels like the story is just establishing itself, there is a lot of heat and passion to come through yet.

 

With the gap in the upcoming events notwithstanding, I think the story has turned out well and I hope that you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

 

Love,

Korben Hunter

Series Info

As this story was started as a short story and grew quite organically into a full story that could not be contained in one book, I found it hard to finish the first book. The reasons was that there were a lot of events that I wanted to bring into that book in order to make a more rounded story but those events had preceding events which would make things longer and there was no space for all that.

 

I did something that I have not done before. In the last pages of Dynasty I wrote a few chapters which were part of the flow from the future. In the normal flow of the story, those event were not going to happen just yet. I wrote those there so the readers would get a taste of the upcoming story, kind of like a teaser.

 

In the first book you met Madhuri, an ex-beauty queen and actress, recent widow of billionaire tycoon Sanjay Advani, who had to call her estranged daughter , Kiara, and son-in-law Arjun, to support her. In the past she had been very much against Arjun, but when he comes over and starts helping her, Madhuri quickly becomes a fan and that relationship grows into a more intimate relationship.

 

Towards the end, I narrated some events like the reading of the will, arrival of Rashmika as a wild card and the clash between the various family members about the contents of the will, which were events from the future. In my naïve way I thought those events will properly transpire in book 2.

 

No, there was a lot of story to tell before that, a lot of events that had to happen before things could reach that point. In the second book, I start down that path and some of the events do happen but more of them will happen in book 3. I had not realised how big the canvas of this story is but as I am plotting it, it’s becoming clear to me. The good thing is that it didn’t keep me from writing an enjoyable story.

 

The second book, shows Arjun’s growing relationship with Madhuri, his interactions with other family members and more details about his life in Pune where he wants to go back once things get settled in Bombay. Things in Bombay are quite mixed up and you will see Arjun sometimes behaving like he is going back in a few days and sometimes working under the assumption that he will have a big involvement with the Advani Group of Companies. That’s how things usually are in real life.

 

In the third book, I am still trying to catch up to those final events of book one and in the meantime, telling the story of what happens in as much detail as I know my readers like. In this book, the family is waiting for the will be read and during that period of uncertainty, alliances are being made, loyalties are being tested and Arjun is coming into the light like you had not expected.

 

Chapter 1 – CEO’s Lunch

“Sir, lunch?” Deepika poked her head into Arjun’s office.

“Yes, let’s go.” Arjun typed a few more words, then saved his file. “Call Sam also.”

“I am here, baby.” Samantha peered in from behind Deepika.

Samantha was wearing a floral print micromini dress which had a deep cleavage, bare midriff and very bold, deep-cut side cut-outs. The dress had full sleeves but they were fully sheer, adding to the sex appeal of the already hot dress.

“Me too, Sir.” Esha came in as Deepika opened the door wider.

 

“Good. Where are we going?” Arjun came out from behind his desk. “The canteen?”

“Wherever you say, hon,” Samantha said. “We can go someplace more private if you want.”

“Please, Sir, can we?” Esha pleaded. “I didn’t get to have dinner with you last night as well.”

“I do have a lot of work to catch up on, and there is a client meeting at three,” Arjun said. “We could go to Spice Kitchen maybe.”

“Yeah, that’s fine. That’s nice,” Esha said.

They walked out to the lift. There was nobody else in the lift when Arjun put his arms around Samantha and Deepika; both cuddled up to him easily, without any hesitation.

<dress>>

Deepika was wearing a see-through silver micromini dress which had large cut-outs on both sides. Arjun’s hand rested on her bare skin just above her hip. He squeezed her close and Deepika cuddled up to him, pressing her bare thigh into his thigh.

Two floors down the lift stopped and a girl and a guy entered. Arjun moved back to make space for them and talked to them but did not remove his hands from either of the girls. Samantha looked at Deepika and smiled. Deepika smiled back. They both knew how bold and fearless Arjun was.

Spice Kitchen was a small restaurant with good food and reasonable prices. It had a “Family room” which was air conditioned and slightly more expensive but also more private. Arjun liked it and came here often with Deepika as it was right behind their office building. Deepika talked to the owner and they quickly got a booth in the family room.

Esha made a face as Samantha quickly slid inside, thus ending up on Arjun’s right hand side. Deepika quickly took the space to his left, forcing him to slide in. Esha had to sit across the table from him. As she had expected Arjun immediately slipped his arm around Samantha’s neck and his hand hung over her chest, his fingeers brushing lightly between her full, firm tits in that deep cleavage.

“How is Kii doing, Arjun?” Samantha said, at the same pulling his hand down over her breast.

“She is OK,” Arjun said, slowly fondling Samantha’s hot, half-bared breast. “She just has a lot to deal with.”

“It is a lot to deal with for anyone,” Samantha said, “It’s a good thing she has you to support her.”

“Yes, but Kii is a strong girl, and very smart,” Arjun said. “She is dealing with it and also helping her mom through it.”

“Her mom is the gorgeous Miss India Madhuri Dixit, isn’t it, Sir?” Deepika said.

“Yep.” Arjun nodded. He put his left hand on her thigh and rubbed slowly.

“Does she still hate you?” Deepika said, quickly opening her legs invitingly. Her dress was too short to cover anything when she was sitting down and he could see her bare pussy. She wanted him to grab it.

“No, no, we have made up now,” Arjun said, letting his fingers play on Deepika’s upper thigh “She has realised her mistake and apologised to both Kii and myself.”

“That’s sweet.” Samantha said. She did not try to hide her proud expression from th eother two girls as Arjun kneaded her hot breast casually.

“Sir, you should take her in your control,” Deepika said.

“What are you saying, girl?” Arjun chuckled.

A waitress came to ask for their order, but they had not even looked at the menu yet. They ordered drinks and she went away, giving them a few more minutes. Arjun took his hands away from the girls and picked up his menu.

Deepika grabbed his left hand and put it back on her thigh “Karo na.”

[Keep doing.]

 

“I need to look at the menu, slut.” He said.

“Look with one hand.” Deepika said like a brat.

Arjun picked up the menu with his right hand and used his left to rub Deepika’s warm, bare thigh. Then Samantha looked at him with a oblique glance.

“What? I am not your bitch then?” She demanded.

It ended up being a weird threesome where the three of them shared one menu, Deepika holding one end of it and Samantha the other, Arjun using his hands only to grope the two gorgeous, needy beauties. Esha pouted at being ignored but nobody noticed that.

The waitress came back with their drinks and took their order. After they had placed their order and the waitress had gone, Samantha picked up the topic again.

“Deepu, you are saying that Arjun should nail his mother-in-law?” Samantha said.

“Yes, why not?” Deepika said. “She is a widow now and very wealthy, there will be a lot of people circling around. They will try everything to seduce her. She will be much safer in Sir’s possession. She is stunning, Sir, you can’t say that you don’t want to sink your dick in that gorgeousness.”

“She is also my mother-in-law,” Arjun grinned. “Kiara’s mother, her real mother, not some aunty or something.”

“Kiara ma’am is not some backwards village girl,” Deepika insisted. “She will see it too that Madhuri ma’am will be safe as your possession. Don’t you remember the first time she invited me to dinner at your place?”

“That’s different,” Arjun said. “Pretty much every boss fucks his personal secretary. Every wife knows that.”

“Yes, but even if she knows it, she doesn’t invite his secretary home and ask her husband to break his secretary in front of her,” Deepika said. “Kiara ma’am actively encouraged you to fuck me all night. You fucked me before dinner, after dinner, then pounded me all night in your bed, while Kiara ma’am helped and took part.”

“That is true, Sir,” Esha said and looked at the girls, “in my case also, the first time she came to the office and saw me, she immediately wanted Sir to nail me. When he told her he had already been fucking me, she wanted him to fuck me on his desk while she watched. She held me down while he destroyed my ass on his desk. I bet the whole office heard my screams. Then she took me home and just like you, Deepu, she got Sir to break me ruthlessly all night. It was amazing!”

“Even now Sir fucks us both in front of her, takes us home so often,” Deepika said, “and he has even fucked us togeher so many times, Kiara ma’am and I bent over like bitches on the bed side by side with Sir taking turns demolishing our asses.”

“You didn’t say anything, Sam,” Esha said, “Has Sir fucked you in front of Kiara ma’am?”

“Many times.” Samantha nodded.

“Come on, give us some details. we have shared ours,” Esha said, “You can’t be shy now.”

“No, no, I am not being shy,” Samantha chuckled.

“So, tell us, how did Sir acquire you?” Deepika said.

“OK, well, I had an HR solutions company with my husband, my ex-husband, and KapCom was our client. That’s how I first met Arjun. As KapCom grew so fast, he became our biggest customer. But while the business was going through a good time, my marriage was going through a bad time. My husband was very narrow-minded and insecure. He came from a rich family, so he had never had a chance to learn about real life. He had always been very protected and coddled. I came from a middle-class family which was very educated and competitive. Things didn’t work with us and my home life became horrible.”

“He obviously didn’t appreciate the gem he had,” Esha said. “So many men don’t.”

“Thank you, Esha,” Samantha said. “Anyway, when things became intolerable, I decided to divorce him. There also, it was a bad divorce as he had no idea about how to part gracefully and amicably. I had met Kiara several times even before she and Arjun got married. When my marriage was on the rocks, she supported me a lot. When I was going through that horrible divorce my family was very much against me as we don’t have divorces in my family, it’s bad for the family reputation. So, I was living on my own in a rented room. Kiara found out. She came one day with packing men, got all my stuff packed and sent to her home. Then she looked at me and said ‘Are you coming...or I can get you packed in a box, if you want?’”

“Oh, my God!” Deepika said as she and Esha laughed. “That is so Kiara ma’am, so strong, pig-headed and with a heart of gold.”

“I will tell her you called her pigheaded,” Arjun said.

“Shhh!” Esha said. “Let us hear the story, Sir.”

“Well, there were a few months which were the hardest of my life,” Samantha continued, “but with Kii’s help I not only survived them but I lived with her and Arjun those months, just like his second wife.”

“Is that when he found you weak and vulnerable and seduced you?” Esha said.

“Men!” Deepika glared at Arjun. He grinned.

“Oh, no, no, no!” Samantha said. “No, no. He had been fucking me for a long time by then. I was getting under him regularly, at his place or in a hotel, sometimes other places.”

“Wow!” Deepika said. “When did that start?”

“And how did that start?” Esha said.

“He first entered me, when...baby?” She looked at Arjun. “Soon after we first met. As to how, well, you have seen him, the man is a filmstar. I noticed him right away. Then as he came to my office I felt my pussy tingle. So, one time, I called him to the office for some business discussion and made sure the work would stretch into evening hours. I wore a very tiny halter top with a jacket and a little micromini skirt. After everybody had gone home, I took off the jacket. I wanted to see if he wanted to bang me as badly as I wanted to get under him.”

“Did he?” Esha said.

“The way he bent me over the meeting room table and destroyed me with his cock,” Samantha smiled, “I would say he had just been waiting for a chance to crush me.”

“Mmmm, that’s hot!” Deepika said. “And then he fucked you regularly?”

“Yes, we always managed to find some excuse to get together,” Samantha said. “Kiara knew about it very early and she helped him nail me whenever she could, by creating excuses. In fact, my marriage lasted as long as it did because of Arjun, otherwise I would have filed for divorce much earlier.”

“How is that?” Esha said. “I can see myself divorcing my husband to be Sir’s whore, not the other way around.”

“No, no, I was already his whore, so I was not missing anything,” Samantha said, “but being with him gave me genuine happiness which offset the hell that my home life was. I would suffer with my husband for the whole week, then on the weekend Kiara would invite us for a barbecue party at her place. There she would keep my husband busy for an hour or two while Arjun nailed me in his bedroom like his personal whore. Then I would feel recharged and able to suffer through more hell in my marriage. It was an escape that let me carry on for quite a while.”

“How did Kii ma’am keep your husband busy?” Deepika asked.

“She had her ways. She is stunning and Chay was like any other man,” Samantha said. “She could just take him to buy food for the barbecue with her and he would go happily like a puppy.”

“Oh.” Deepika nodded.

“There was one time, Kiara knew I was in a bad state. She invited both of us over, and I pretended like I hurt my foot,” Samantha grinned. “Kiara kept me there for a week with that excuse and Arjun destroyed me day and night with his huge cock. I could not walk when I went back.”

“Mmmm. He is a brute like that,” Esha said.

“And when you were living with him?” Deepika said.

“Oh, obviously, he fucked me then,” Samantha said. “I was already his personal whore by then. I was getting under him regularly. Those months Arjun drilled me hard very regularly. He used Kiara and me like his whores the whole time. It was heaven.”

“But then why did you move out?” Esha said. “I would never move out.”

“Mostly because of the families,” Samantha said, “once my family resigned themselves to the fact that I was now divorced and any shame little old Sammie could bring to the family was already done, they made their peace with it. They wanted to come and support me and I could not tell them that I was living with my ex-client as his property. Also, I wanted to show my ex-in-laws that I was doing well without their idiot son. We had broken up the partnership and closed the company. They had tried to give me some extra money which I refused. I had to be on my own, I could not let them see that I needed a man to take care of me.”

“You didn’t,” Arjun said. “You were a strong woman and you proved it, even though you didn’t need to.”

Samantha smiled at him. She leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

“I was the happiest that I had been in my life,” she looked at the other girls, “but it had to be my secret. So, I moved out and got a place of my own.”

“And you took a job at KapCom,” Deepika said.

“It was actually a mutual decision. We talked about it and KapCom was growing, the HR company I had was gone, Arjun said he wanted to develop his own HR function and I would be perfect to head it.” Samantha shrugged. “I had no reason to not take it.”

“He put the condition that you will have to keep taking his dick?” Esha said.

Samantha giggled, “You have it wrong. It was me, I made him promise that he will keep fucking me and I will be as much of his bitch as I was before, otherwise I would have found some other job.”

“You asked yourself?” Deepika said.

“Living with him, I had already realised that I wanted to be his bitch for the rest of my life.” Samantha put her hand on his leg. “I was done with marriage and all that nonsense. Arjun treated me as his second wife when I was living with him. Kii and I got along well. That was all the husband I needed.”

“Are you still happy with that, after all these years?” Esha said.

“I have never had to regret it.” Samantha smiled and looked at Arjun for a second. “He fucks me regularly and keeps me as his bitch. He is a great boss in the office. Since I could not live with him as his whore because of the family, working with him as his bitch was the next best thing. I am happy as things are and always going to be his personal whore.”

“You have some sort of magic formula,” Deepika said. “You got this smoking hot babe to come and live with you. You got Kiara ma’am to accept her as your second wife, or whore or whatever. How do you do it? You hypnotise her or something?”

“Hey! Hey! Just wait a minute.” Arjun said. “Are you under the impression that Kiara was a good little princess from a rich family and I corrupted her?”

“Yeah!” both Esha and Deepika said together.

“Little do you know your Kiara ma’am,” Arjun said. “She was a wild one. She was the one who corrupted me.”

“No way!” Esha said. “You are the beast. She is like a little angel.”

“Oh, haha,” Arjun chuckled. “The things I could tell you about your angel...”

“So, tell us,” Deepika prompted.

“No, they are too...” Arjun shook his head.

“Come on!” Esha said. “Be fun for a change.”

“Hey, I am fun!” Arjun said.

“Then tell us,” Esha demanded.

“OK, this one time, when we had been dating for a few months only, and it was my birthday,” Arjun said. “We were supposed to meet in a restaurant for dinner, and Kiara rocked up with this smoking hot friend of hers, like a sizzling hottie if you know what I mean...”

Chapter 2 – Kiara Brings A Gift

Every male and female eye was on Kiara as she entered the restaurant. She was a gorgeous girl with a heart-shaped face, her eyes were big and beautiful, her lips were soft and rosy. She had a figure that looked like it was finely sculpted by God himself to show the world what a masterpiece should look like. On top of that, she was wearing a dress that looked dynamite on her fit, tight body.

It was a blue halter pantsuit in thin latex and fit so tightly against her young, slender body that it looked like it was painted on her body. It had a deep, plunging neckline that showed her big, firm tits being squeezed into round, flattened mounds, her milky white chest bared along with her midriff almost down to her pelvic slope. The dress was skintight over every inch of her body and being so thin, it was almost creating a cameltoe effect over her pussy. It was making it clear she could not wear panties under such a thin, skintight pantsuit.

The back of the dress was cut away in a simple but daring design. All of her velvet-smooth back was bare with not even a strap there to cover her skin. The back cut was deep enough to bare three inches of her ass crack. As the dress was incredibly tight, it was squeezing her tight, firm buttocks into a second cleavage, where there were no panties to block the view. With each step that Kiara took her buttocks were outlined separately with the dress serving as a second skin over her firm, sculpted ass cheeks.

She was wearing nine-inch heels with five-inch platforms. They looked like they were moulded out of the pantsuit itself and looked like they were part of the outfit. Her hair was loose on her back, covering some of it and baring it again when she moved. Her make-up was done expertly like she was about to step in front of a camera. Her blood-red lipstick was contrasting with the blue of her pantsuit in a bold, sexy way, bringing attention to her soft, pouty lips.

As she walked with a smile to where Arjun was waiting in the lobby, every male eye in the place followed her and there seemed to be a collective sigh when they discovered that she was there to meet her boyfriend.

“You are going to make some guys fall over with a heart attack if you keep doing this,” Arjun said as he stood up to hug her.

Kiara put her arms around his masculine body and squeezed close so her tits were flattened on his chest, her thighs were rubbing on his thighs and even her pussy mound was pressed on his crotch. She hugged him tight then kissed him full on the lips, pushing her tongue into his mouth, crushing her soft lips on his lips. Arjun could not help but squeeze her young, shapely body in his strong arms and rub her bare back as he sucked her tongue then pushed it with his tongue so he could explore her mouth with his. They parted after a passionately long kiss.

“Only one guy in the world that I care about, handsome.” She caressed his cheek and smiled. Then she pulled out of his arms to point to a girl behind her. “Baby, meet my friend, Pooja Hegde. She will be joining us for dinner.”

Arjun turned to Pooja. Kiara was a stunning, young woman worthy of a beauty pageant, and he was used to having her on his arm, fucking her, indeed keeping her as his property; still, Pooja took his breath away. She was a tall, slender beauty just like Kiara with the only difference being that while Kiara was a fair-complexioned angel, Pooja was a dusky goddess with smooth skin the colour of caramel that any man would beg to lick.

Her dressing style was even bolder than Kiara’s. She was wearing a skintight white tank micromini dress that was daringly sheer all over. It was clear that there was no lining inside and it was Pooja’s supple, smooth caramel skin showing through, and her nipples were poking through unmistakably clearly, proving the visual. She was not wearing a bra, it just wasn’t possible in that dress, and her panties were a tiny thong in white lace that was not as sheer as the dress but was quite flimsy and see-through. Her heels were eight-inch-high stilettos with four-inch platforms in red.

The dress was fully backless, even showing the waistband of her tiny thong where it was covering her tight ass crack. Her silken, dark hair was flowing down, reaching halfway down her back, covering some of her back but not much when she moved. Her blood-red lipstick matched her high heels and brought attention to her soft, luscious lips. She parted those lips and smiled at Arjun.

“Hi, Arjun! Happy birthday!”

“Thank you, Pooja. Nice to meet you.” He offered to shake her hand.

“You are kidding, right?” Pooja raised her eyebrows. She opened her arms and walked up to give him a tight, intimate hug. Arjun could feel her young, firm tits pressing hard on his chest.

He had to hug her, and she was undeniably an extremely hot girl. When his hands touched her bare, velvet-smooth back, his cock moved in his pants. It was a natural reaction that he could not help. It didn’t seem like Pooja minded at all. She rubbed her soft, young body against him quite shamelessly and Arjun got the feeling that he would be welcome to explore her more if he wanted.

They sat down with Kiara on Arjun’s left and Pooja directly opposite him. Arjun slipped his arm around Kiara’s slender waist and rubbed her smooth back slowly up and down.

“So, pantsuit today? On my birthday?” he said.

“Why, I thought you liked my gaand?” Kiara always felt so naughty when she used dirty Hindi words. She had grown up in a household where Hindi was spoken only when talking to servants but she knew such words excited Arjun a lot. She smiled at him. “Doesn’t my gaand look hot in it?”

“It looks superhot,” Arjun admitted. “But you know I like you accessible. Mujhe gaand dekhni nahin maarni bhi hoti hai.”

[I don’t just want to see your ass, I want to fuck it too.]

Kiara bit her lip. It worked both ways. When Arjun used the dirty, explicit words in Hindi, Kiara immediately felt like a dirty girl and it excited her immensely.

“There is a reason for this, my love,” she said.

“What’s the reason?” he said.

He had to wait for the answer as a waitress came to take their order. They ordered drinks, both the girls choosing alcohol as well as Arjun.

Then he asked again, “What’s the reason?”

“Baby, tonight, you are going to take Pooja home,” Kiara smiled wide. “She is your birthday gift.”

“What are you saying?” Arjun was shocked. He looked at Pooja.

“She is saying, tonight you will fuck me,” Pooja said. “Aaj raat ko tum meri loge.”

[Tonight you will fuck me.]

Arjun looked her up and down. She was an exquisitely beautiful girl. He looked at her. “Tum dogi mujhe?”

[Will you give yourself to me?]

“Mhmmm. Bilkul doongi.” Pooja smiled her sweet smile. “Aaraam se doongi. Raat bhar doongi. Jaise chaho chodo mujhe.”

[Mmmm. I will definitely give it... I’ll give it comfortably. I’ll give it all night. However you want, fuck me.]

To hear a stunningly beautiful girl speak in such bold words, Arjun’s cock was getting hard rapidly.

He looked at Kiara. “This is a joke that you two have worked out between you, right?”

“No, baby,” Kiara caressed his cheek, “you know I am not jealous. This is your birthday, she is your birthday gift.”

“To fuck?” Arjun said.

“Yes, baby,” Kiara nodded. “You can fuck her as you want. You like her, right?”

“She is very hot,” Arjun looked at Pooja in her super slutty dress.

“Then she is yours for tonight,” Kiara said.

“And you are OK with it?” Arjun asked Pooja.

“It was my idea,” Pooja grinned. “She wanted to give you something special. I said I am something special.”

“So, I will fuck you both tonight?” Arjun looked at Kiara.

“No, baby, just her,” Kiara said. “She will need all your attention, believe me.”

“And you?” he asked.

“I will go visit my cousin sister tonight,” Kiara said. “I will be back tomorrow.”

“No.” Arjun shook his head. “I want to nail you, too.”

“Baby, meri to kal li thi na tumne,” Kiara said, “where am I going, kal phir chodna mujhe. I will come back in the morning.”

[Baby, you nailed me yesterday, didn’t you... fuck me again tomorrow.]

“It’s my birthday,” he shook his head again. “I want to be inside you.”

“Mmmm, baby,” Kiara leaned in and kissed him on the lips, “believe me, Pooja will need your full attention. She likes it really hard and rough. You will be busy breaking her.”

“She promised me you fuck really rough,” Pooja said, “that’s why I have come.”

Arjun thought as he looked at the smoking hot girl with a tight, slender body. Pooja pulled her chair to the side and sat at the side of the table, on Arjun’s right, at right angles with him.

She put her hand on his thigh and rubbed slowly. “Baby, don’t go by my sweet face. I am a total slut. Kii said you like to break a girl, and I like to be broken. So far, nobody has been able to break me, and I would like you to try,” she squeezed his thigh, “I would really like you to try, handsome.”

Before Arjun could think how to respond to that, their drinks came. The waitress stayed to ask for their food order. Arjun was thinking about this. Kiara was really not jealous as she had said. In the past when they had gone to clubs she had actively supported him to flirt with other girls. There was one time that they had a really hot, really slutty girl who had loved the fact that Kiara was his girlfriend but wanted him to play with other girls as well. She had offered to suck Arjun’s dick in the club toilet. Kiara had said yes even before Arjun could answer.

Then she had sucked Arjun’s cock in the toilet while Kiara had kept watch that the girl’s boyfriend should not come. He was a bodybuilder and was supposed to have a bad temper. The girl had not worried about it, she had sucked Arjun’s dick with skill and patience. She had only gotten up from her knees after drinking all his cum. She had been willing to take his dick in her other holes as well but Arjun and Kiara both wanted to go home and fuck. Kiara used to get very turned on by such encounters.

But this was not some random slut, this was Kiara’s best friend. And she was not going to suck Arjun, she was offering to take his dick all night. Arjun was lost in all these thoughts while the girls were having a long discussion with the waitress. He did want to fuck Pooja, only a blind man would not want to nail her, but he also didn’t want to fuck up his relationship with Kiara as he felt that there was a chance there for a long-term relationship.

“What are you thinking, baby?” Pooja squeezed his thigh. “You will enjoy banging me, I promise. At least try me once, na? I am a slut, but I am tight. And I will take you in all my holes.” She moved her hand and slowly rubbed his hard, thick rod in his pants. “You will be able to make me cry. Won’t you enjoy that? Meri gaand mein daal ke mujhe rulaoge, maza nahin aayega?”

[By putting it in my ass and making me cry, won’t you enjoy it?]

“She talks a good game,” Arjun looked at Kiara. “She is trying to impress me?”

“No,” Kiara grinned, “she is that much of a slut and she does love really hard, brutal sex.”

“I am,” Pooja kept her hand on Arjun’s thigh lightly brushing against his dick, “and guess what, I have been spreading my legs for producers and casting agents lately. The richer a guy is the shorter his dick, I have found. So, right now I am ripe for hard, like I mean, brutally hard, rough pounding. Will you give me that?”

“You are an actress?” Arjun said while trying to find the answer to the riddle.

“Mhmm. Trying to be.” Pooja nodded “And you know actresses are whores, don’t you?”

Arjun’s dick was rock hard by now and as Pooja moved her hand to wrap her fingers around it, she knew that he was interested. But Arjun didn’t want to rush into this for his own reasons. Even though his dick was raring to enter Pooja and pound her mercilessly, he was keeping control over himself because he wanted to make sure that he was not going to mess up his relationship because of a hot, fresh pussy.

“I do want to nail Pooja and she knows it,” Arjun said when they finished the main course, “but I want you, too.”

“Baby, meri kal le lena na,” Kiara said, “main subah aa jaaongi, office jaane se pehle mujhe chhod lena.”

[Baby, take me tomorrow... I will come in the morning, fuck me before going to the office.]

Arjun shook his head. “I want both of you as my bitches tonight, or no deal.”

Kiara turned to him and cupped his cheek. “Baby, she is only here for tonight, she lives in Bombay, she is trying to get into show business, you won’t get another chance to nail her. Aaj iski ragad lo, meri to roz lete hi ho na, kal phir le lena.”

[Today, grind her... you fuck me every day anyway, fuck me again tomorrow.]

“When I become famous you will see me on screen and regret not drilling me when you had the chance.” Pooja said.

“Nope. Both of you under me tonight,” Arjun insisted.

“You will regret sharing her with me, Arjun,” Kiara said. “Once you see what a slut she is, you will want to bang only her. Baby, I am already your bitch main kahan ja rahi hoon, jab chahe pelo meri.”

[I am already your bitch... where am I going? Fuck me whenever you want.]

“Then no deal,” Arjun said. “Let’s just you and I have fun tonight.”

From his expression it was clear that Arjun was not ready to compromise.

“I have never met a man who could say no to banging me,” Pooja said.

“You have never met a man like him before.” Kiara said proudly, then looked at Arjun with a sigh. “Alright, baby. Just you and me tonight.”

“Cool,” Arjun nodded. “Want some dessert?”

“Oh my God, he is so pigheaded.” Pooja said. “Alright, you win, big boy. You can nail us both tonight.”

“But you said you don’t do threesomes with another girl,” Kiara said.

“I don’t, I never have, but your bastard boyfriend is breaking my rule.” Pooja grabbed Arjun’s hair and pulled him in. She kissed him hard, pressing her soft, supple lips on his lips in a way that showed how hungry she was. She pushed her tongue into Arjun’s mouth and teased his tongue with hers. Arjun kissed her back with the same intensity, his tongue fought with hers and subdued her. He fucked her hot mouth in and out with his tongue. Their breaths mingled in a hot, erotic blend. Pooja drank his saliva and moaned in his mouth, surrendering to his tongue and his lips. She was breathless when she pulled back. She looked in his eyes. “Only one condition, big boy. She is your girlfriend, you can fuck her nice and gentle, anyway you like, but me you will pound like a whore, like a street whore, no mercy, no pulling back, no romance, deal?”

“Kutiya ki tarah ragdoonga,” Arjun grinned, “randi ki tarah peloonga.”

[I will grind you like a bitch... I will pound you like a whore.]

“Mmmmm.” Pooja moaned and looked at Kiara. “Rule is rule, but I can’t go back without giving him a chance to break my ass.”

Chapter 3 – Pooja Breakks Her Rule

Kiara had brought a birthday cake that she had kept with the restaurant staff. When they got to the dessert stage, she got them to bring it out with a single candle on it.

“That is sweet, darling,” Arjun said, “but I am not a child that I will have a birthday cake.”

Pooja replied before Kiara could. She pressed close to Arjun and rubbed his chest as she leaned in close, looking into his eyes with a seductive look. “Do something childish now, and you can do something very adult later.”

Arjun slipped his hand between them and squeezed her breast in her thin dress. “How adult?”

Pooja didn’t stop him; she pressed her breast into his hand and smiled. “Very, very adult, handsome.”

He grinned. “The more you pretend to be a sex-starved slut, the more I feel like you are faking.”

“What should I do to convince you?” Pooja said. “You will see when we get home anyway, but I am willing to try now if you have something in mind.”

Arjun scoffed and pulled back. “What kind of a slut would you be if I have to tell you how to act slutty?”

“Like that, huh?” Pooja dipped her finger in the cake’s cream and was about to pull her dress open when Kiara spoke.

“Pooji!” she said in a fierce whisper. “We are in public, girl.”

“Hmmm.” Pooja looked at Kiara, then at Arjun. She smeared the cream between her tits in her deep cleavage and told Arjun, “Lick!”

Arjun smiled, dipped his head and licked the cream from her cleavage, slowly, in a way that she could feel his tongue teasing her soft skin as it slowly moved upward.

“Mmmmm,” Pooja rubbed his neck and said, “you will get the other one at home.”

“From your boobs?” He looked at her. “That’s all, even at home?”

Pooja grinned. “From my boobs, my choot, anywhere you want, baby. I am telling you, you will have full freedom to use me as you want. Do you still not believe me?”

“I am beginning to believe you.” He smiled.

“You should cut the cake before she destroys it all,” Kiara said.

Arjun cut the cake, both the girls sang “Happy Birthday.” Kiara fed Arjun a piece of the cake with her hand, but Pooja did it with her tongue and kissed him hard and long until the cake was gone and she was drinking his saliva.

“Still have a doubt?” Pooja raised her eyebrow.

“No, it’s just that...” Arjun grinned. “My sluts don’t wear panties.”

“I understand, but in this dress, baby...” Pooja looked down at her sheer dress and looked at him.

Arjun shrugged.

“Oh.” Pooja said thoughtfully.

“You still want to go to the club,” Arjun looked at Kiara, “or have you changed that plan as well?”

“I will go anywhere you take me,” Pooja said.

“Not changed it, baby, we can go if you like.” Kiara smiled. “I just thought you might feel like taking Pooja home and, you know, start breaking her.”

“Well, I have the whole night for that,” Arjun looked at Pooja. “You did say ‘Saari raat doongi.’ Didn’t you?”

[I will give it all night.]

“Of course, handsome.” Pooja grinned. “raat bhar chodna, I won’t stop you. You don’t know me yet, I like sex even more than you do.”

[Fuck me all night.]

“We’ll find out,” Arjun said. “But yeah, let’s go to the club first. I have the two hottest girls in the whole world with me, I want to show them off.”

Both the girls liked that, as shown in their smiles.

As Arjun was planning to drink tonight, he had not brought his car. They called a taxi to go to the club. Kiara and Pooja both made sure that Arjun sat in the middle. Then they both cuddled up to him. Arjun put his arm around Pooja’s neck and fondled her soft, warm breast in her thin, sheer dress. She cuddled up closer and put her hand on his thigh. With his left hand Arjun caressed Kiara’s smooth back, letting his fingers play down her soft, velvety skin and even tease along her bared ass crack. Kiara smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

While the taxi was travelling in the night traffic, Arjun slipped his right hand inside Pooja’s deep-neck dress and squeezed her hot, bare breast slowly but firmly. She moaned and squirmed then turned her head and touched her lips to his ear.

“Mmmm, now you are learning how to treat me,” she breathed.

He crushed her breast harder in his strong fingers. Pooja moaned louder as the hot pain travelled down her body. Kiara could see her friend being mauled roughly by her boyfriend and it turned her on. She pressed her breast into his chest and pressed her face in the crook of his neck. His smell always used to make her wet and hungry; tonight it was making her ravenous for him. She ground her breast on his chest and clung to him with both arms.

Pooja was quite turned on as well. She was pressing one breast into his hand and the other into his chest. She was sucking his earlobe and sticking her tongue into his ear, which was making his cock throb in his pants. Pooja was rubbing his thigh but Kiara’s hand was on his dick. She took Pooja’s hand and pulled it on his dick. Pooja gasped loudly as she felt how immense his cock was. She closed her fingers around it and sucked his neck in a hungry, needy way.

“What are you, Pooja?” Arjun said as he crushed her hot, pliable breast in his fingers.

“I am an actress,” Pooja said.

“No, girl,” Kiara said, “you are his bitch. Tum kutiya ho uski.”

[You are his bitch.]

“Oh,” Pooja said. “Aaj ki raat main tumhari kutiya hoon.”

[Tonight I am your bitch.]

“Kutiya ki tarah chodoonga,” Arjun warned her.

[I will fuck you like a bitch.]

“Chodna.” Pooja was breathless with arousal. “Jaise marzi chodna. Raat bhar pelna mujhe. Jab tak chahe maarna meri.”

[Fuck me... However you want, fuck me. Pound me all night. Drill me as long as you want.]

She could feel his cock throbbing as she spoke and it made her moan.

Arjun kept her breast in his hand but turned to Kiara and kissed her hard. He kneaded Pooja’s breast hard, crushing it in his fingers, making her moan and squirm while he fucked Kiara’s mouth with his tongue. It was driving him crazy how both the stunning girls were submitting to his every demand without any resistance. His cock was throbbing wildly in his pants and both the girls were rubbing it and squeezing it, sharing it between their soft, warm hands.

By the time they got to the club, all three of them were incredibly aroused; the sexual tension between them was off the charts. Arjun was welcomed by the manager of the club as his agency had done some work for them when they were just starting and didn’t have a huge budget. He escorted them to the VIP section upstairs and left after promising that he would send someone to take their drinks order.

The VIP section was large and not half as crowded as the downstairs which was a writhing mass of well-dressed and half-intoxicated bodies. Arjun and his two girlfriends took a corner to themselves which was set up with sofas and a coffee table. Pooja reached under her short, sheer dress and pulled down her panties. She dangled the little thong on her finger in front of Arjun.

“Your slut, your rules,” she smiled, “is that OK, Mr. Saxena?”

Arjun grinned and pulled her down on his lap as she bent over him to put the panties in his pocket. Pooja cuddled up to him and put her arm around his neck.

He pulled her thong out of his pocket and felt it between his fingers. “They are wet.”

“So am I, baby.” Pooja smiled and leaned in close, her face almost touching his.

“I do like wet sluts,” Arjun grinned.

“What do you do with them?” Pooja bit her lip.

“Baby, I will go get the drinks,” Kiara said. “It will be faster. They seem to be very busy right now.”

“I will come with you,” Arjun said.

Pooja got up. “Me too.”

There was a big crowd at the bar. As Kiara got into the crowd that was the queue, Arjun pressed behind her. He slipped his arm around her midriff and pressed his cock between her buttocks. Kiara looked back, smiled at him and moved his hand easily up to her breast. He kneaded her breast while grinding his cock on her ass, with her rolling her hips subtly but suggestively. Pooja was pressing into him from behind, crushing her soft, firm tits on his back through her thin dress. There were a couple of guys in the crowd who noticed it and were instantly jealous of his good luck. Not only did he have two girls cuddling up to him, they were both superhot babes. The guys were younger than him and could not understand how he was able to capture two such beauties when they had trouble maintaining even one girlfriend.

“Baby, please can we dance?” Pooja whispered in his ear and lowered her hand, rubbing his dick in his pants. “Please?”

Arjun nodded. Kiara ordered the drinks for them, but at that moment the manager happened to be behind the bar as well. He refused to take her money and told her their drinks would be delivered to their table. Kiara kissed Arjun then left him to dance with Pooja while she went upstairs to the VIP section.

Chapter 4 – Pooja On The Dance Floor

The dance floor was very crowded. Pooja took Arjun’s hand and led him into the middle of the most dense crowd. There she put her arms around his neck and pressed close until he could feel the warmth of her young, gorgeous body through her thin, sheer dress. He wrapped her in his arms and squeezed her close, rubbing her bare back, his hands roaming freely up and down on her velvet smooth skin.

“Mmmm, Arjun!” Pooja moaned in his ear and pressed her body closer, rubbing her smooth, bare thighs on his thighs as she whispered in his ear, “Baby, I am here because I want to be. Not doing any favours for Kii, I want to be with you. Feel me up, all of me, don’t be shy.”

Arjun squeezed her ass cheeks, his cock flexing in his pants as he felt how tight and perfectly rounded her buttocks were. The dress was too thin to get in the way and he could feel the shape of her ass cheeks. He squeezed them harder and pressed her pussy on his crotch. She moaned as he ground his cock between her legs.

“Mmmm, Arjun, do you want to fuck me?” She rubbed her cheek on his cheek.

“Of course, I want to fuck you.” he said. “Who wouldn’t want to nail you?”

“Baby, I want you to use me hard tonight, you like this body? I want every inch of this body in your possession tonight.” She kissed just below his jawline and liked how his cock flexed against her pussy.

“Mmmmm, I am planning to nail you like a whore, Pooja.” Arjun said. “You are Kii’s friend but tonight, you are going to be my personal whore.”

“God, yes!” Pooja looked up at him. “Please, let Kiara go. Use me tonight. Use me hard. I crave that.”

Arjun shook his head. “She is my bitch and it is my birthday. I plan to use you both. She is my bitch and for tonight, you are my bitch, too.”

“I want to be your bitch, honey,” Pooja caressed his cheek. “I need your attention. I like it hard.”

“You will get it.” Arjun rubbed her tight ass, his thumb teasing in her exposed ass crack. “I like it hard too, and the hotter a girl is, the harder I use her.”

Pooja put her hand behind his neck and leaned in close until her lips were just an inch from his. She looked up in his eyes. “Arjun, the only reason I am here is because Kiara told me you fuck hard. She said you can use her and abuse her for hours and you can fuck her rough without hurting her, without damaging her body. You abuse her so hard that she is sore for days. That’s what I want. That and more. I like to be used like a fuckmeat, and made to feel like a worthless fucktoy. It gets me hot, it makes me incredibly hot. I can’t cum without that.”

“That’s how I will use you.” Arjun smiled and kissed her. She pressed into his lips and opened her lips for his tongue to enter her mouth. He was rubbing her ass, her back and squeezing her tight buttocks hard, which was making her moan. She drank his saliva, letting him see her hunger. Arjun pulled back before she was satisfied, leaving her hungry for more. He smiled as he looked into her eyes. “Kutiya ki tarah chodoonga tumhein.”

[I will fuck you like a bitch.]

“Mmmm, yes, baby.” Pooja could not help but grind her pussy on his hard rod. “But I have to share? You won’t use me just alone?”

“Not tonight.” He shook his head. “If you had come on some other night, I might have used you alone.”

“But what’s special about tonight?” Pooja said. “It’s your birthday and I am your birthday gift.”

“You are a stunningly beautiful gift, but today is my birthday and Kiara is my possession,” Arjun said. “Tonight, I want my cock jammed in her holes. I am sentimental like that.”

“Oh.” Pooja nodded. “But you will use me? Hard? You won’t give all the time to her? You won’t be shy in front of her?”

Arjun smiled and moved her dress a few inches up, he groped her tight, bare ass cheeks and pressed her in so her bare pussy was rubbing on his crotch. He sucked and bit her neck softly. “Do I feel like a shy kind of guy, darling?”

“Mmmm, god!” Pooja helplessly ground her pussy on his crotch. “Yahin daal do, main le loongi.”

[Put it in right here, I will take it.]

“You are a whore, Pooja, but tonight you are my whore.” He looked at her and smiled. “A little patience is good for a whore’s training.”

“Anh!” The way Pooja whimpered and her hips bucked it was clear that she was insanely hot, her pussy was throbbing and her whole body was trembling in his arms. She looked to the side and saw that most people were either grinding or making out. She looked at Arjun. “Please, Arjun, yahin chod do na. You know I am a whore, I will love it.”

[Please, Arjun, fuck me right here.]

He shook his head. “Let’s go back up, our drinks will be there.”

Pooja whimpered in need but she was helpless in his hands. When he took her wrist, she followed like a little lamb.

Chapter 5 – Pooja and Kiara Play A Game

“Sorry, I started on my drink,” Kiara said as Arjun and Pooja came back to their corner in the VIP section.

“No problem.” Arjun sat down on the sofa. “Wow, that’s a lot of shots.”

He looked at Pooja and patted his thigh. She quickly came to him and sat down on his lap, putting her right arm around his shoulders. He passed his left arm around her slender body and grabbed her left breast. Pooja moaned. Arjun pulled Kiara with his right hand. She cuddled up to him easily, fully pliant in his grip. He kissed Kiara and she responded eagerly like she had been hungry for it for hours. While he was fucking her mouth with his tongue, his left hand was on Pooja’s chest, squeezing and crushing her breast. Pooja was moaning and writhing, pressing her right breast into his side. She was turned on beyond her control and she had to accept that he was going to fuck her when he wanted. That helplessness was also adding to her already high arousal.

“Arjun, body shots?” she said when he broke the hot, passionate kiss with Kiara.

“Yes, baby, let’s do body shots,” Kiara agreed. “But Pooja, be prepared, Arjun is savage when it comes to body shots.”

“I am in his hands,” Pooja said softly with clear submission in her voice.

Kiara started by licking the salt from Arjun’s neck then doing her shot and sucking the lime from Arjun’s lips. They kissed hard while Pooja stayed close and rubbed his back as she watched Kiara drink his saliva hungrily.

“My turn?” Arjun picked up the salt shaker.

“Do Pooja,” Kiara said.

Pooja was ready for it. She offered her neck. Arjun licked her neck slowly upward and Pooja moaned as her pussy pulsed hard. He sprinkled salt on the wet spot on her neck and licked it up again, making Pooja moan. He took his shot then placed the slice of lime in Pooja’s deep cleavage. As he sucked the lime, his stubble grazed on her soft, firm tits. Pooja squirmed and moaned the whole time, her body was getting very hot and her pussy was already tingling so hard that she was feeling that her control was slipping from her body.

Arjun handed Pooja the salt shaker. She took it and licked the salt from his cheek. Then when she went to get her shot, it wasn’t there. Arjun was holding it in his hand. As she watched, he took a big swig, then he grabbed her by the hair, pressed his lips on hers and fed the tequila from his mouth. Pooja was breathless with arousal. She could feel ants crawling all over her body. Her nipples were hard like rocks and her pussy was pulsing so hard that she could feel it without touching it.

Pooja was panting when he pulled back. She looked for the lime. Arjun placed the lime in his armpit and showed her. Pooja didn’t hesitate before diving in. The manly musk of his body had been driving her crazy the whole time and now it made her whole body heat up even more. She crushed that lime with her lips before pulling back.

Kiara was also turned on. Pooja could see that. She was turned on because Arjun was a new, exotic thing happening in her life, but Kiara was excited because she knew what he could do to her and the feeling was incredibly delicious. As Pooja watched, Kiara took the salt shaker, pulled Arjun’s shirt open even more and licked the salt from his chest. She drank the shot from Arjun’s mouth as well and then sucked the lime from his neck. Pooja could see how Kiara’s tits were pushing up in her deep-neck outfit, her nipples poking through the thin latex fabric.

Arjun picked up his second shot and looked at Kiara.

“Do Pooja again, baby,” she said.

He shook his head. “You are both my bitches.”

Kiara could not resist as he grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face down on the sofa. He held her there with one hand and sprinkled salt on her bare spine. Kiara moaned loudly as he licked it up. Pooja saw her chance and gulped his shot. She moved forward to offer her mouth to him. He grabbed her hair with his right hand and drank the shot from her mouth while keeping Kiara in his grip with his left hand, keeping her pinned down.

He placed the slice of lime in Kiara’s exposed ass crack and sucked it hard. The way Kiara groaned and her hips bucked, Pooja was sure she was cumming or was very close to it. Even when he left her hair, Kiara stayed down and moaned, pressing her cheek on the sofa. Pooja herself was feeling much more drunk than one shot could have made her. She picked up her shot and saw that her hand was trembling. She put it down and picked up the salt shaker.

“Where, Arjun?” She tried to make her voice casual but found it squeaking a bit.

Arjun turned Kiara over and pointed to her cleavage. “Taste her, she is delicious.”

Pooja had no intention of disobeying him. She licked the salt from Kiara’s cleavage and did find that she tasted nice. She looked at Arjun to see if he would feed her the shot like before. Arjun picked up her shot, took a swig of it, and pressed his mouth on hers. While Pooja was drinking the shot laced with his saliva, he pushed his hand inside her dress and kneaded her breast hard while he fucked her mouth with his tongue.

He gave her the lime to suck from his chest. Pooja sucked it and once again the smell of his manly body made her pussy throb uncontrollably hard. She knew she was soaking wet and her pussy juices were dripping on her thighs when she sat down.

Kiara needed Arjun’s help to get up. She looked at Arjun. “I can’t handle any more, baby. You and Pooja do more.”

“This is the last one,” Arjun said.

“Ok,” Kiara said. “Tell me where.”

Arjun sat down behind Pooja and pulled open her legs. He rubbed Pooja’s upper thigh which was already moist with her juices. Kiara nodded and leaned in. She licked Pooja’s thigh, tasting her pussy juices, then sprinkled salt on a small patch, right next to her pussy. While she was doing that Arjun was squeezing Pooja’s tits from behind, crushing them hard in his strong hands. Pooja was moaning and groaning, feeling helpless and extremely intoxicated.

Kiara did her shot and looked at Arjun for the lime. He motioned like he was going to jam the slice of lime into Pooja’s cunt. She whimpered. But then he took the lime between his lips. While Kiara sucked the lime from his mouth, Arjun sat behind Pooja and continued to knead her tits hard and rough. She had spectacular tits that were shapely and firm. They were also very sensitive and could make her helplessly hot in seconds. He was crushing them so hard like no man had ever done before and Pooja was feeling like she would go crazy with arousal.

Arjun got up to take his shot and Pooja moaned. It was her turn to be the body for his body shot and she didn’t know what he would do. But she knew that he was bold and she was helpless in his hands. He picked up his shot and handed it to Pooja. She nodded and took it.

He then picked up the salt shaker and sat on the table opposite Pooja. “Where?”

“Anywhere you want, baby,” she said breathlessly.

“Good answer.” He smiled.

She knew he was bold but still she was not expecting it when he pulled open her deep-neck dress and bared her left breast. He dipped his head and closed his mouth around her nipple. Pooja moaned as he sucked her soft, warm breast hard into his mouth. He sucked her breast hard and while he was taking her soft, warm left breast into his hot mouth as deep as possible, he was kneading her right breast casually and hard. Pooja was squirming and moaning, completely helpless in his hands. By the time he sprinkled salt around her nipple and sucked it up, Pooja was soaking wet and grinding her hips in need.

He took his shot and Pooja quickly offered him the wedge of lime wedged between her teeth. They kissed so hard that the little lime was crushed to bits and still Pooja was sucking his tongue, drinking his saliva like she had been hungry for it for ages.

Kiara was going for her next shot when Pooja grabbed Arjun by the collar, pushed him down on the sofa and pinned him down under her soft, warm body. She ground her pussy on his cock as she looked into his eyes. “You have teased me enough, baby, now take me home or nail me here, I don’t care which, but I need your dick in me, right now.”

Arjun looked at Kiara. Kiara shook her head. “She screams.”

“Let’s go home,” Arjun said.

Chapter 6 – Pooja Gets Her Wish

Pooja started to remove her dress as soon as they entered Arjun’s flat. Arjun stopped her.

“You will fuck me in the dress?” She looked at him.

“First round in the dress,” Arjun said.

“Mmmm, first round. I like the sound of that,” Pooja said.

That was the last thing she said without a scream as Arjun pinned her to the wall and started kneading her tits as he kissed her hard. Pooja sucked his tongue and let his saliva flow into her mouth but then reached down and started opening his pants. Her hands were trembling as he was crushing her lips with his and his pants button slipped three times from her fingers. Kiara took it from her and opened his pants. She took out his long, hard cock and guided it to Pooja’s hot, soaking wet pussy. Her dress was already riding up too high to cover anything.

“Daal do, baby,” Kiara said in Arjun’s ear. “She’s all yours. Show this slut who she belongs to.”

[Put it in, baby.]

Arjun pushed up with his hips. Kiara watched carefully. As her friend’s face got distorted in pain, Kiara felt her pussy pulse hard. She knew how hot Pooja was and how many guys chased her like salivating dogs. She was enjoying the power that her boyfriend was wielding over this stunning angel. She watched as Pooja’s mouth opened wide and a loud heart-wrenching scream echoed in the flat.

“Oh, god, mumma!” Pooja lifted her head up and let it out but that did not get her release from the intense pain that Arjun’s massive cock was causing in her cunt. She appealed to her friend. “Ah, Kiara! Please!”

Kiara pressed on the wall close to her friend and caressed her cheek. “Tonight you are his bitch, darling. This is just the beginning. He will break you fully. You are a slut, no? Now you are his slut. Show her, Arjun, teach her her place, baby.”

As Arjun’s cock slid deeper into Pooja’s tight cunt, she whimpered and ground her ass on the wall in pain. Arjun was loving the look on Pooja’s gorgeous face, the intense pain mixed with incredible lust. She was grunting, she was crying, she was screaming his name but she was not asking him to stop. He was loving that, he was enjoying how keen this smoking hot angel was on being broken. He kept pushing deeper and deeper into her vagina but could not get past the halfway point, she was too tight and he was too thick.

“Baby, Arjun!” Pooja took his face in her hands and looked into his eyes with moist eyes. “Please, baby, main mar jaoungi.”

[Please, baby, I will die.]

“Why should I care?” he said and sucked her neck as he drilled her hard with his beast of a cock in and out.

“Oh, god!” Even more than his physical roughness his callous attitude turned Pooja on and her pussy erupted into a raw, savage orgasm. Arjun grabbed Kiara by the hair, pinned her to the wall and sank his teeth into her neck. He sucked her neck, then bit her bare back just below her shoulder blade, then licked her spine, making her squirm and moan as he teased her mercilessly.

The whole time, he was fucking Pooja like a machine, drilling her juicy wet cunt, making her scream, pushing his bulbous cockhead deeper into her vagina with hard strokes so that she could feel his force claiming her. She saw how he was playing with Kiara and it made her pussy pulse even harder. She had never seen a man who could control and break two beautiful girls so easily while keeping full control over himself. Pooja was realising that she had finally met her match. Before this she was always able to play with boys, manipulate them, tease them, make them say or do anything. But this man who was using her like a fucktoy while keeping Kiara helpless in his grip at the same time, he was overwhelming her to the point that her pussy was throbbing even after a hard, powerful orgasm.

Arjun lifted his hand and slapped Kiara’s ass hard. She yelped as his hand landed on her tight ass. Her pantsuit was very thin and his hands were heavy and strong. She felt the force of that blow not just in her ass but between her legs, deep in her cunt. Not just Kiara but Pooja felt that blow as well because Kiara was pressing on her body and Pooja could see Kiara’s expression and knew that she was as helpless as she was in Arjun’s hands.

Pooja felt his slap on her breast and her hips jerked. She was too focused on Kiara and the slap on her breast caught her by surprise. She looked at him with tears rolling down her cheeks. He looked back into her eyes and she could see he was going to use her mercilessly. Pooja had never felt so vulnerable and helpless in a man’s grip before. Her pussy exploded with such a force that she felt like she would pass out. He slapped her other breast this time as he kept pounding her cunt like a beast.

“Oh, Arjun!” Pooja groaned as her pussy clenched so hard that she could feel the pain in her thighs. He was overwhelming her with his dominant, brutal style and Pooja was feeling like her pussy was on fire, even when she was not cumming, she was extremely hot and wet.

Arjun pulled open her dress to bare her tits. The dress was too thin and flimsy; it tore in his hands and her cleavage opened up. Neither of them cared about the dress. As he sucked her tits, Pooja grabbed his head and pushed her breast harder into his mouth, moaning with need, squirming in his grip. Kiara was clinging to both of them, and Pooja was loving her soft touch while Arjun was ripping her apart so roughly. She was amazed that Arjun could control and use both of them so easily; he was keeping Kiara next to him, his arm around her, his hand crushing her soft, tight ass cheeks while he sucked Pooja’s tits and slapped them, making her yelp with each blow of his heavy, calloused hand on her soft, bare tits.

During this his cock was continuously pummelling Pooja’s cunt and she could feel him invade so deep into her vagina that each thrust was taking her breath away. She knew she was at his mercy now. She had come with the intention to dazzle and amaze him. No matter if a man had a girlfriend or wife, no man with a working pulse could resist Pooja Hegde, the girl was a walking vision of beauty. But she did not know anyone could overpower her and use her love of sex against her. She was cumming again and again as he was making her so hot that she had no control on her own body. She pressed her mouth on his neck and sucked his sweaty, salty skin while he continued to demolish her pussy like a beast.

“What are you, Pooja?” He looked at her and slapped her breast.

“Ah. Unh... I am... I am... ah!” Pooja was trying to think but his next blow landed on her other breast and her thoughts were scattered as she yelped again.

“You are his whore,” Kiara prompted.

“I... I am... ah... I am your whore,” Pooja replied, looking back into his eyes and screaming as he slapped her breast in the middle of her answer.

“What are you?” He slapped her cheek this time and Pooja felt fresh tears leak out of her eyes on to her cheeks.

“Oh, God! I am your personal whore.” She looked into his eyes with wet eyes. “Arjun, I am your whore.”

Arjun sucked her lips while he jammed his cock so deep into her cunt that Pooja felt like she couldn’t breathe. He sucked her tits, then slapped them then pulled her hair and looked into her eyes. “What are you good for?”

“Uh...” Again Pooja had to think and it earned her a slap on her breast and one on her cheek. She yelped and tried to control her pussy that was going crazy. She looked at Kiara.

“For his use and abuse,” Kiara helped her friend.

“Your use and... ah, mumma!” Pooja could not finish as his cockhead hit her cervix and the incredible pain made her knees tremble. She was feeling like she needed to collapse, but Arjun was not letting her slide down the wall either. He was keeping her pinned to the wall and stuffing his cock so deep into her vagina that Pooja was skewered on it helplessly like a piece of meat on a sharp stick. She was trying to catch her breath when her pussy exploded into what was easily the hottest and most powerful orgasm of her life. She clung to him and tried to live through this moment that was taking her breath away.

He kissed her neck and cheek, then slapped her tits again, fucking hard and ruthlessly deep while she came all over his cock, giving him the lubrication to destroy her like a street whore. She was helpless in his hands and she had never had a more intense moment in her life. Her orgasm was long and intoxicating, which was made even more insanely hot from his rough slaps on her soft, delicate body. It was just beginning to subside when she felt his strokes get harder and rougher. She could feel his urgency in his hard rhythm and in his loud, animalistic grunts.

Arjun looked at Kiara. Kiara stroked Pooja’s head. “He’s going to mark you. Do you want his seed in your womb?”

“Oh!” The question made Pooja’s cunt throb. She nodded quickly. “Yes! Yes, I want it. Mark me. Pump your seed in me, baby. Mark me, Arjun. Brand me.”

“But there’s no going back, Pooji,” Kiara said. “Once he brands you, you are his whore. You will belong to his dick.”

“I want it!” Pooja screamed. “Make me your whore. Brand me with your seed, Arjun. Baby. I am your bitch. Use me. Mark me.”

Arjun continued drilling her hard, his strokes slamming her ass into the wall and Pooja tried to hold on. Her pussy wanted to erupt again but she was trying to hold on, to come with him, to help him brand her, to let him see that she was his willing whore.

“Fuck, Pooja!” Arjun grunted and pressed his mouth on Pooja’s neck. He sucked hard just below her neck as his cock exploded and started pumping his hot, potent cum into her womb.

“Oh!” Pooja was on the pill, she had to be if she wanted to be a slut in show business but the act of taking his seed in her womb was still amazingly hot for her. Her pussy erupted into a shower of sparks and she clung to him, keeping her legs open, accepting his authority over her with complete submission, washing his cock in her cunt, telling him without words that he owned this pussy now.

Chapter 7 – Pooja And Kiara

“How did you know she was on the pill?” Esha said.

“I didn’t, that’s why I waited to confirm,” Arjun said. “But I had an idea she would be. She was a struggling actress in Bollywood. She would have to be on the pill.”

“Otherwise you could have fucked her ass,” Deepika said. “Gaand maar lete uski.”

[You would have fucked her ass.]

“Wo to Sir ne waise bhi maari hogi.” Esha said. “Gaand maare bina thode hi chhodegne itne hot maal ko.”

[Sir would have fucked her ass anyway. [There’s no way he would leave such a hot piece without fucking her ass.]

Samantha smiled. “That’s his way of claiming a woman. Meri jab pehli baar maari thi....uff... I could not stop thinking about him after that.”

[When he fucked my ass for the first time... uff...]

“You fucked Pooja’s ass?” Deepika said. “Tumne maari uski gaand?”

[You fucked her ass?]

“Mhmmm. Of course,” Arjun said. “She had come all proud of her beauty and boasting about being a slut. How could I let her go without breaking her fully?”

“How did you fuck her ass?” Esha said.

“What do you mean how?” Arjun said. “I took her to the bedroom and nailed her ass.”

“Come on, we are asking for details,” Samantha said. “Did you make her cry? I bet you did.”

“Tell na, why are you taking so much footage?” Deepika said.

“Of course, I pounded her hard,” Arjun nodded.

“But you made her suck you clean first?” Esha said.

“Mmmm, I love his cum,” Deepika said.

“I had never done that before you made me do it.” Samantha said.

“Did you have to force Pooja?” Esha said. “Was she willing?”

“Kiara was there to guide her.” Arjun said. “She hadn’t told Pooja about it, and she was not sure even when Kiara pushed her down on her knees in front of me.”

“Suck him clean. You are his bitch now.” Kiara said. “Eat his cum.”

Pooja nodded. She felt that it was fair after what he had done for her. She took support on his thighs and started licking his cock. It grew to semi-hardness quickly then she took it in her mouth and started sucking his cock. While Pooja was cleaning his cock with her mouth and making noises like she was loving the taste of his cum, Kiara was removing Arjun’s clothes.

“Nangi ho jao,” Arjun told Kiara.

[Get naked.]

“Yes, baby,” Kiara nodded.

While Kiara was working on peeling that skintight pantsuit off, Arjun picked Pooja up, put her on his shoulder and carried her off to the bedroom.

He dumped her on the bed and ordered, “Kutiya ban jao.”

[Become a bitch.]

“Ji.” Pooja obeyed quickly by getting on all fours on the bed.

[Yes.]

Arjun grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to the side so she was on the bed in doggie position while he was standing on the floor, his cock just above her holes. He slapped her ass. “Spread, whore!”

“Mmmm.” Pooja moaned. She was finding this man intoxicatingly hot. She had just met him today and not only had he already pounded her ruthlessly once, there was no hesitation in his manner as he treated her like a fucktoy. Men who could break her pride and put her in her place were Pooja’s weakness but she had not met anyone like him before. She spread her knees wide and lined herself up for his penetration. Arjun hooked his hands around her thighs and pushed his cock into her tight, wet cunt without any preamble, making her scream, “Ah, Arjun!”

Arjun kept his grip on her smooth, warm thighs and fucked her with long, ruthlessly deep strokes, making her cunt scream in pain with each thrust. Pooja was breathless and already she could feel her pussy throbbing in a way that meant an impending explosion. She clawed the bedsheet and tried to hold on but Arjun’s brutally deep strokes pushed her over the edge in just a few seconds and she surrendered to the savage orgasm with a loud scream, “Oh, oh, baby!”

Just when she was fully helpless in the grip of that powerful orgasm Arjun pulled his cock out of her cunt and stuffed it into her tight ass without missing a beat. The hot pain that flooded Pooja’s young, slender body made her cry out, “Hay, mar gayee!”

[Oh, I am dying!]

He was holding her by the hips and pumping her ass in and out with his massive cock when Kiara entered, fully naked and apprehensive from the loud screams of her friend. She saw Pooja on the bed, her legs spread, her tears dripping on the bed and her husband’s thick cock jammed halfway deep in her ass like a tree trunk. Kiara shuddered and walked up to Arjun with trembling legs. He grabbed her by the hair and kissed her hard while he fucked her friend with long, smooth strokes, penetrating her ass deeper with each stroke.

“Mmmmm.” Kiara moaned as she sucked his tongue and drank his saliva while listening to her friend’s screams. She knew what that brutal cock could do to a girl and she knew that Pooja will always belong to this cock from now on. It was in this moment that Kiara realised how much she loved him and how much she wanted him in her life forever.

Arjun was unaware of the turmoil in Kiara’s mind as he broke the hot, passionate kiss and ordered her, “Kutiya ban jao.”

[Become a bitch.]

Kiara got on the bed beside Pooja and as she got on all fours, she made sure to spread her legs wide so she was lined up for his entry. Beside her she could see Pooja taking a rough beating from his huge cock and her pained expression was scaring Kiara as well as exciting her immensely. She could hear his strokes as he sank his massive cock deep into her tight ass and the expressions on Pooja’s face were telling her that she was very close to losing control.

“Oh, god, baby!” Pooja screamed as her pussy erupted into a huge orgasm and then the next moment she cried again in protest as Arjun pulled his cock out of her “No, please, baby!”

But Arjun was standing behind his girlfriend. He pulled open Kiara’s ass cheeks and pushed his cock into her tight ass, stretching her pink, puckered asshole so wide that it lost its colour. He pushed hard to overcome her natural resistance and speared both her sphincters in one thrust, lodging his thick, bulbous cockhead in her hot ass. Kiara lifted her head and screamed, “Ah, Arjun!”

Kiara had taken him in her ass many times, but she was still not used to it. His cock was thick and long and though he was never cruel, even when he entered her gradually, it hurt a lot in her ass, making tears roll down her cheeks. She was breathing in shallow quick breaths, trying to survive this moment as she knew that the pain would turn into immense pleasure of the kind that kept her coming back to him again and again. She clutched the bedsheet with both hands and tried to push back to show him that she was still his good little bitch. After his disapproval of her dinner outfit, she was eager to earn her way back into his good books.

Arjun wasn’t thinking about any of that. He bent over her, grabbed her tits and pulled them like handles as he fucked her ass with long, forcefully deep strokes. Kiara was yelping and screaming with his painfully deep strokes but the deeper he was going in her, the more satisfied she was feeling, like his cock was feeding her soul. She looked towards Pooja who was catching her breath after a long, powerful orgasm.

Pooja stroked her head and cuddled up to comfort her as she knew now what Arjun was doing to her. Arjun grabbed them both by the hair and pushed their faces towards each other. The two gorgeous girls kissed under his guidance, sucking each other’s lips as the arousal coursing through their bodies removed any inhibitions. Arjun continued to fuck Kiara’s ass while they kissed and drank each other’s saliva. He spanked their asses, making them moan and try to find comfort in each other’s kiss. He bent over Kiara’s naked body and sank his teeth into her soft, fleshy armpit.

“Ungh, mumma!” Kiara lost all control as this pushed her over the edge. She bit Pooja’s lower lip between her teeth and clung to her while her pussy pumped out her hot, oily cum in large doses.

Arjun pulled his cock out of Kiara’s ass and moved behind Pooja. She looked back at him, ready to be penetrated but still when his thick cock speared into her ass, stretching her tight pink anus out of shape and spreading her helplessly wide, Pooja screamed loudly, “Hay, mar gayee!”

[Oh, I’m dying!]

They were two stunning girls, possibly the hottest combination in the world and Arjun was so turned on that he wanted to break them both, completely shattering them without mercy. He slapped their asses, making their tight, firm ass cheeks sting while he drilled Pooja’s ass like a beast, his thick meat pole invading her anal canal so deep that she was not able to take a breath. Kiara was incredibly hot watching Arjun break her best friend like she was nothing but fuckmeat. She kissed Pooja’s cheek and cuddled with her, pressed her upper body to her naked body while he conquered Pooja mercilessly.

He grabbed their hair and pressed his forehead against their foreheads. “You are both my bitichs now. I own you. My cock owns you.”

Both of them moaned and accepted his authority over them, but Pooja was feeling his hard cock throb deep in her anal canal, as she said, “Mmmm, I am your bitch, Sir.” her own submission excited her so much that her pussy burst like a cloud and she almost collapsed on the bed as the powerful, hot orgasm rushed through her body like a storm.

“Oh, baby!” Kiara gasped as she felt Pooja’s orgasm through her trembling body. Her own pussy was pulsing like crazy and she felt like she would come just from being close to Pooja while she was cumming. Arjun pushed two fingers into Kiara’s cunt and made her scream, “Ah, god!”

She came hard and was happy that she was sharing an orgasm with her best friend. Arjun pulled his cock out of Pooja’s ass and sank it hard and deep into Kiara’s ass. Her orgasm was just past its peak when he pushed his cock into her anal canal with a rough thrust. Her hips bucked as he penetrated her so brutally and her orgasm reached a new peak as he demolished her ass with forceful strokes, almost fucking right through her anal canal. He was grunting as he was pounding her ass and Kiara knew he was extremely excited right now.

It was evident in the way he pulled their hair, slapped their asses and bent over to slap their tits. Kiara’s next orgasm came a few seconds later and Pooja came with her, just from being close to her. She could not control herself and looked back at Arjun with moist eyes.

“Please, Arjun, meri gaand maaro!” Pooja begged. “Please, baby, main tumhari kuutiya hoon, kutiya ki tarah chodo mujhe. Meri gaand tod to apne lund se. Please, baby!”

[Fuck my ass! ... I am your bitch, fuck me like a bitch. ... Break my ass with your cock. ...]

It was not possible to say who was the hotter girl of the two, but Pooja was a goddess-level beauty and her pleadings like a whore made Arjun’s cock flex in Kiara’s ass. He pulled his cock out and stuffed it into Pooja’s ass without missing a beat. Pooja gasped and screamed breathlessly as he invaded her so brutally deep, his massive cock invading her anal canal in two sharp, rough strokes. She clutched the bedsheet and lowered her head, her eyes dripping tears on the bed while her pussy exploded uncontrollably hard.

No other man could have used these two beauties so hard and rough for so long but even Arjun was getting too excited to control himself. He grabbed Pooja’s hair and started demolishing her ass like a heartless beast. At the same time, he grabbed Kiara’s hair and pushed her head under Pooja, making her suck her tits. Pooja’s hips bucked and her orgasm peaked again as she felt her friend’s hot mouth on her breast. Arjun used that moment to sink his cock so deep into her ass his cockhead entered her bowels.

“Oh, god!” Pooja gasped, her whole body rocking with his rough thrusts, her heart beating so fast that she could feel her pulse in her ass where Arjun’s thick cock was keeping her anus stretched as he drilled her ass in and out. She could feel his strokes getting harder and faster and his rising excitement was exciting her as well. The way Kiara was sucking her tits, Pooja knew that she was excited as well.

“Fuck, Pooja!” Arjun grunted and sank his teeth in Pooja’s neck as his cock exploded in her ass. Pooja’s hips bucked as she felt his heat flood her bowels. Her pussy clenched so hard that she could feel it hurt in her thighs. He sucked her neck and said, “You are my whore now.”

“I am your whore, baby,” Pooja panted. “I am your bitch. Sirf tumhari kutiya, Arjun, tumhari kutiya hoon main. Meri gaand maaro, baby, jitni chahe, jaise chahe maaro. Apni kutiya samajh ke chodo mujhe.”

[Only your bitch, Arjun, I am your bitch. Fuck my ass, baby, as much as you want, however you want. Consider me your bitch and fuck me.]

Arjun kept drilling her ass as he came then gradually slowed down. After giving her a minute to catch her breath, he pulled out of her ass. Both the gorgeous girls went down on their hands and knees as they sucked his cock clean. They were both incredibly beautiful and watching their soft, supple lips wrap around his cock was an amazing sight for Arjun. He got hard very quickly and it wasn’t long before he was drilling them again.

Pooja was walking stiffly and moaning the next morning when she left.

“So, you totally destroyed that girl?” Esha said.

Arjun nodded. “She was too hot to spare.”

“How did Kiara ma’am feel about it?” Esha said.

“She was pleased,” Arjun said. “She had seen the effect Pooja had on men, she wanted to break her pride.”

“Nobody better than you for doing that,” Samantha caressed his thigh and smiled.

“Hey! Is this the same Pooja by any chance who is an actress... Pooja Hegde?” Deepika said.

“Mhmmm.” Arjun nodded. “She went to the South and got her break there. She is doing very well.”

“Wow! She is a hottie, like a real hottie,” Deepika said. “I was hoping she became your bitch after that.”

“She lives in the South now.” Arjun shrugged. He didn’t tell them about the two times when he saw Pooja after that.

Chapter 8 – Mother-Daughter Talk

Madhuri knocked even though the door was ajar. “Kii? May I come in?”

“Yes, come na, mumma. Come.” Kiara wiped her eyes and put her tablet aside. “This is your house.”

“But it is your room.” Madhuri walked in and sat on the bed beside her daughter.

Kiara wiped her eyes again.