Game Face: Cricket Was Never This Hot
Korben Hunter
Game Face: Cricket Was Never This Hot
Korben Hunter
© Korben Hunter 2021
To R & R
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Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Vikram is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the league 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, practice, organisation or event shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
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Adult Content Warning
Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding, and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.
There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.
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Table of Contents
Series Info
Introduction
Chapter 1 – Meeting the New Chairman of IPL
Chapter 2 – Mayanti Introduces Herself
Chapter 3 – Mayanti Knows a Lot
Chapter 4 – Vikram and Mayanti Talk Again
Chapter 5 – Vikram Meets His New Personal Secretary
Chapter 6 – Kiara’s Induction Starts
Chapter 7 – The New Chairman Works
Chapter 8 - Katrina Meets the New Chairman
Chapter 9 – Katrina Tries to Impress the Chairman
Chapter 10 – Samantha Gets Ready
Chapter 11 – Shweta Makes a Choice
Chapter 12 – Rakul is Anxious
Chapter 13 - The Guest of Honour Arrives
Chapter 14 – Kajal Gets a Dance
Chapter 15 – Rakul and Sam work together
Chapter 16 – Madhuri Needs a Push
Chapter 17 – Rashmika Has a Plan
Chapter 18 – Rashmika’s Plan Works
Chapter 19 – Sam Gets Her Chance
Chapter 20 – The Chairman Mingles
Chapter 21 – Kajal Helps the Chairman
Chapter 22 –People in the Party
Chapter 23 – The Chairman Disappears
Chapter 24 – Shweta Finds the Chairman
Chapter 25 – The Shettys Meet the Chairman
Chapter 26 – Time to Go Home
Chapter 27 – The Chairman’s First Night Begins
Chapter 28 – Rakul is Not Happy
Chapter 29 – Two Sluts Are Better Than One
Chapter 30 – Shweta Confides In Palak
Chapter 31 – Late Night Cooking with the Chairman
Chapter 32 – Madhuri Needs A Plan
Chapter 33 – Samantha is the Star
Chapter 34 – The Chairman Finds Time to Relax
Chapter 35 – Shweta Is Happy But Not Happy
Chapter 36 – Kajal Makes Plans for Sunday
Chapter 37 – The Chairman Watches TV
Chapter 38 – Business Meeting in US
Chapter 39 – Aish Tries to Schedule things
Chapter 40 – Rakul Gets the Good News
Chapter 41 – Rashmika Earns Her Place
Chapter 42 – Shilpa is Worried
Chapter 43 – Dirty Girls Need Showers
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Series Info
This is the first book in this series. The premise of this series is a fictional cricket league called Indian Premium League. There are many teams in this league and they are owned by, mostly, beautiful girls who are actresses, supermodels and beauty queens. Some of these girls are married and have families.
IPL has a chairman who is the most powerful person in the league. He has authority over players, teams, venues, broadcasting rights and a thousand other things that affect the teams and the team owners.
Every team owner wants to have the glory of winning as well as the profit from the games. For that reason, they are always willing to get any advantage they can get, by any means necessary. There is no better person than the chairman to give them an edge and they all try to win his favour. Since they are beautiful girls most of whom have experience in show business, their usual strategy is to use their beauty, and their bodies, to entice and enrapture the chairman.
In addition to the beauties who own the teams each team has team ambassadors who are also stunning hotties. They are also well within the purview of the chairman. The team owners don’t mind using their beautiful ambassadors to curry favour with the chairman either. Then there are various businesses, corporations and NGOs each of whom can benefit in different ways from the league. They all need the support and approval of the chairman.
This story starts when Vikram Indrajeet Parashar is appointed the new chairman of IPL. He is a mature, dominant man who doesn’t mind using his power to get what he wants – beautiful girls. This is just the beginning of his journey as the chairman. If people like him, there will be more books as his journey continues.
Introduction
You must have heard the expression “It’s the journey, not the destination.” Keep that in mind as you read this book. I write my stories in a constant stream with things happening and days passing. During these a lot of sex happens as well which, of course, is the whole purpose of writing erotica.
The series is just starting so we meet a lot of characters in this book some whose story progresses a bit and some who are just getting started. The characters will continue, the storylines will progress in each book and hopefully you will continue to enjoy each book with these sub-plots moving forward. I am just telling you this now so you don’t feel disappointed that everything that gets started in this book does not get finished.
If I wait to finish the whole story or even a big part of it, there will be a bigger gap between books and my fans (all 6 of them) don’t want to wait for months for the next part. So, I hope you enjoy this book in what it brings to you and trust me to bring the next part out soon.
Chapter 1 – Meeting the New Chairman of IPL
“Ready, Sir?” Mayanti said.
“I was always ready, darling.” Vikram said “You only started to talk to that good-looking young man behind the camera so I decided to do some work myself.”
“Yes, Sir.” Mayanti flashed her ‘TV anchor’ smile “Rajat wasn’t happy with the light but we sorted it out. We are ready now if you are.”
“Sure. Fire away!” Vikram left his big executive chair and came to stand beside Mayanti in front of his desk.
Mayanti said “Ok, Rajat, give me a five-count.”
Even the Indians who did not watch cricket watched Star Sports for Mayanti. The beautiful reporter was in her mid-thirties and she oozed sensuality. She was not model thin but had a beautifully shaped and curved body that Indian audience lusted after. All of her 5’6” fair body was full of sex appeal. She knew it and she exploited it shamelessly. There was no anchor or host on Indian television who dressed more sexy or acted more boldly. She was used to wearing very deep neck gowns, short dresses, backless tight minidresses and other clothes that brought attention to her tight, hot body. She had even worn a cheerleader’s short skirt and practiced on the ground on camera.
That episode had doubled the viewership of her segment as she had confidently jumped up and down on the ground, showing her long legs and her 36C bouncing boobs. Unlike the normal cheerleaders who wore big panties, Mayanti had worn a thong under her little skirt, a fact that her audience had noticed and really appreciated. Where the normal male kept photos and videos of filmstar sluts in his ‘wank bank’, there was usually a folder dedicated to Mayanti’s photos and video clips as well.
Today also, she was wearing a skin-tight, fully sheer minidress in cream colour. Inside there was only a matching demi-cup bra holding and lifting up her big boobs. On her hips there was the skimpiest possible micromini skirt covering her pussy and just barely covering her ass. Even with the two layers combined it was a super skimpy outfit but Mayanti was carrying it off with confidence and style.
Now she smoothed her dress down as cameraman Rajat started the camera and said “Five, four, three,….” as always in TV, he counted the last two numbers only visually with his fingers and pointed at Mayanti at zero.
“Good morning, friends, I am your favourite Star Sports reporter Mayanti Langer and today I am bringing you some great news.” Mayanti started right on cue “The IPL board has appointed Mr. Vikram Indrajeet Parashar as the new chairman of the Indian Premium League. Now, Mr. Parashar is a personality who doesn’t need an introduction to any cricket lover in India. He has been active in Indian cricket for several years and in international cricket before that. This morning we are going to talk directly to him and give you a chance to meet him yourself.”
With that she turned to Vikram beside her and said “Sir, good morning and first of all congratulations.”
Vikram waited just one extra second to let the cameraman pull back and get them both in the frame before replying. He was not new to cricket or broadcasting.
“Good morning, Mayanti, and thank you.”
“How are you feeling, Sir?” Mayanti said “I mean IPL is the most popular league in India and you are at the highest, most powerful position of the league. There is nobody above the Chairman. How do you feel?”
“I feel like I have just turned eighteen and my father has given me the steering of the car and said ‘Bring us home, boy!’. It’s very exciting, very thrilling, it’s what I had been waiting for but it’s also a big responsibility.”
“You have had big responsibilities like that before, Sir, you were quite active in…but…that thing about taking the car at eighteen never happened, did it? I have heard a rumour that you ran away from your home when you were eight, is that true?”
“Haha, I was just giving an analogy, Mayanti, and no, I was seven.” Vikram said
“Oh my god! And you went to US?”
“Well, by a very roundabout route, yes.”
“And that’s where you made your fortune?”
“I am not sure I would call it a fortune, but I did make a living there for a number of years doing a number of different things.”
Mayanti said “Is that where you got interested in cricket?”
“Not at first, I was interested in sports and I took active interest in several games but ultimately I gravitated to cricket. It must be the Indian blood in me.”
“Do they play a lot of cricket in US, Sir?”
“On the contrary, they don’t play at all. I started small level teams there, which grew to state level in a few years. But then I thought if I am really interested in cricket, I need to go to UK where it originated and that’s what I did.”
“From what I have heard Sir, you were very popular in the UK cricket.” Mayanti prompted.
“Yes, it was great. I was on some boards and I feel that I managed to make a difference there.”
“Then what made you leave that, Sir?”
“While I was really enjoying that, after a while I felt like I was doing things by halves. The English invented cricket but we Indians have made it what it is. After a while I felt like I was so close to the real deal but not yet there. I decided to come to India and immediately knew what was missing in my life. Nobody does cricket like we do cricket!”
“Yeah!” Rajat said from behind the camera.
“My cameraman Rajat agrees with you, Sir.” Mayanti smiled.
“Then he represents the sentiment of India.” Vikram smiled.
“Sir, if you don’t mind me touching on a sensitive topic,” Mayanti said “the last two chairmen didn’t last very long, the first one 6 months and the previous one only 5 months, you are the third chairman in a year. I am sorry to ask but does it make you nervous and maybe more cautious in your approach?”
“On the contrary, Mayanti, it makes me bolder and more motivated.” Vikram said “I believe in the principle of ‘fail fast’. I want to start implementing my policies and my decisions early. The Indian public should know in a month if I am suitable for them and the job or not. It should not take me 6 months. I am like Sehwag that way not Gavaskar.”
“Wow. I had been told you were different, Sir, but wow!” Mayanti said “I mean if I didn’t have to hold this mic, I would be clapping.”
“You are too kind, dear, but I am just speaking my mind as I feel that being honest and forthright is the best option I have.”
“I have heard that about you, Sir, and even that one time in a board meeting you….”
She carried on talking to him for another 10 minutes and then wrapped up by thanking him and wishing him good luck. He thanked her. Rajat counted them out. When doing a piece to camera like that, you are supposed to hold your position for 5 seconds after you say your last word so that the editor has space to match the cut with the next segment. Both Mayanti and Vikram knew this and held their pose with a camera-ready smile.
“And we are out!” Rajat said “That was great, Sir.”
“Thank you, Rajat.” Vikram said.
“Rajat, you take that back to the studio,” Mayanti said “I will come later.”
“Sure. See you there.” Rajat said, packing up his camera.
Chapter 2 – Mayanti Introduces Herself
After Rajat left, Mayanti closed the door and came to Vikram. He was sitting in his big executive chair now. She pulled herself up on his desk and sat on a corner. She crossed her legs. In that that short dress her long, bare legs looked ridiculously hot. She was glad. She was trying to create that effect.
Mayanti was not only beautiful, she was also smart. It takes a lot of guts, a lot of brains and a lot of willingness to take risks to succeed in the cutthroat world of journalism. Mayanti was the star reporter for her channel right now but she knew that there was a long queue of girls just as ambitious as her to take her place if she relaxed for a moment. She didn’t plan to relax. She was always planning and working on keeping her place and moving forward. She had already slept with the channel head several times but still it was only keeping her where she was. Even then she was worried that one of the new girls may prove herself to be more slutty, more willing and she might lose her place
Right now she had several small segments through the day where she appeared on camera. But it was a basic position from where she could be displaced easily. What she needed was to expand her reach. She wanted to get the sports segment in Star News programmes and she wanted to appear in the main prime time newscast of Star TV to report sports there. She also had a plan for a half an hour daily sports update show in prime time on Star Sports. All of these things would move her career forward and help her get a more permanent place. She had already submitted a proposal for the half an hour show to her boss but he had not yet decided on it. It had been almost two months since she submitted her proposal but he was still stalling.
She had immediately recognised the opportunity that today’s news had brought her. As soon as she found out about Vikram’s appointment as chairman, she had rushed out with a cameraman to interview him. In India, sports means cricket. If you are doing cricket you are set. If you are not doing cricket you are nobody. Mayanti knew this. IPL was the most popular cricket phenomenon in the Indian sky right now. The chairman of IPL was the most powerful person in the league. He had unlimited powers when it came to came to broadcast rights, title sponsorships, commercial concessions and a thousand other things that needed a decision. On paper, he had a steering committee that he worked with but it was a well-known fact that the chairman was the uncrowned king of IPL. His word was law.
In the last 3 years, Mayanti had been rejected 4 times for hosting the IPL. It’s not like she didn’t know how to play the game. She had approached both the previous chairmen to an opportunity and even gone on a “date” with the last chairman. He had promised to get her in but ultimately, she had gotten an email from the league that they needed a new face. It seemed that the chairman was after all not as powerful as he had given her to understand in that hotel on their date. Today she had a new hope.
There were a lot of things that Mayanti knew about Vikram that she had not said on camera. She knew how powerful he was even before he became chairman. She knew he had been up for this before but had been bypassed. She knew that the last two chairmen had failed because of him. He knew how to play this game better than anyone. In the last five years he had risen in Indian cricket management like a rising Sun. Those who were with him has prospered. Those who had crossed his path had not fared well. He was not only independently wealthy, he was a smart, handsome man with an imposing personality. He was younger than the last two chairmen but he was more experienced, especially his experience outside of India.
Mayanti knew what his support could do for her career. She could guarantee that if he told her he would get her in, she would be in. Having him on her side could not only skyrocket her career but it would be amazing for the channel as well. Mayanti knew all of this. She also knew he liked pretty girls and has an affinity for western attire than Indian. She was ready to do what was needed. Having done her research into his character, she could easily predict that with him it won’t be some quick, cheap date in a hotel room. He was a powerful man and if Mayanti wanted him on her side, she had to let go of everything and leave herself in his hands.
While hosting the IPL would be a great boon to her career, she was not thinking only of that. Vikram’s power surpassed the IPL chair and if he liked Mayanti, he could propel her to new heights without much effort. Mayanti really wanted him to like her.
That’s why she had worn this ultra sexy dress today. That’s why she had taken off her panties before leaving the office. That’s why she had stopped after dismissing the cameraman.
“Sir, that was a great interview.” She said moving her leg a little, showing off her 7” high stilettos “You know how to charm the audience.”
“Thank you, Mayanti, I was not aware of the audience, I was just trying to charm the host.” He smiled at her and Mayanti thanked god that he was handsome. It made her job much easier though she would have done the same thing even if he had not looked like a filmstar. Come to think of it, she had. The last chairman was a pot-bellied, red-faced old man but Mayanti had done what was needed and taken a half-hour shower later.
“Aww, the host is already at your service, Sir.” She smiled back at him “You don’t need to try very hard.”
“You are such a sweet girl. And a good reporter. I have always been a fan of yours.”
“So sweet, Sir. Thank you. I was just thinking if I had your hand on me, I could be an even bigger reporter.”
“My hand might not be on your head though, darling.” Vikram placed his hand on her leg and gently caressed her smooth, bare thigh.
“You say it like that would be a bad thing, Sir.” Mayanti giggled “Do you see me stopping you?”
Vikram nodded “What’s on your mind, Mayanti? Tell me.”
“Sir, you are starting this amazing journey as chairman of IPL. And despite my question earlier, I know you are here to stay. It won’t be any six month stint for you. So, I just wanted to start our relationship right.”
Letting his hand slowly caress on her smooth, warm thigh, Vikram said “And what relationship would you like to have with me, sweetheart?”
Mayanti slowly opened her legs, giving him a clear view of her bare, pantyless pussy. She was pleased to see that it brought a smile to his face. She leaned in and looked into his eyes.
“How about pet and owner, Sir?” She said softly.
“Really?” He raised an eyebrow “You intrigue me. Go on.” His hand moved slightly higher on her thigh. Mayanti moaned softly.
“Sir, I am not stupid enough to think that I can manipulate you or play games with you. You are way too good at that and better than anyone I know. But I know that you shoot straight, so I will put my cards on the table and see if I can interest you.”
“I appreciate the candour, darling. I am already interested.”
“That’s encouraging, Sir. In simple terms, Sir, you are a very powerful man, the most powerful I should say, in my field of work. On top of that you are damn handsome. Your support can propel me in my career even more than my channel head’s support. Much more. In return, I have only myself to offer. I think I am pretty, I hope you so think so too.”
He nodded “You are stunning. Go on.”
“Very simple, Sir. No terms or conditions. I would like you to think of me as your pet, claim me, keep me on your leash. Use me as you want, when you want. As an owner it would be your prerogative to control my life. How I look, how I behave, on-camera, off-camera, how to fuck me, when and where to fuck me, everything will be in your control.”
“Sounds like a sexy idea.” He admitted “And in return…?”
Mayanti shook her head “No demands, Sir. It’s not a deal, it’s a surrender. But an owner feeds his bitch, doesn’t he, Sir?”
Vikram smiled “This wholehearted surrender thing you are doing, Mayanti..”
“Yes, Sir?” Mayanti asked with bated breath.
“There is no anti-dote for it. It’s the ultimate proposal.”
Mayanti smiled “Do you like the proposal, Sir?”
“I would be stupid to say no to such a beautiful bitch.” Vikram said. Mayanti beamed.
He stood up. She got off the desk and stood in front of him. With her heels she was almost equal to his height.
“Let’s start this relationship right then.” He said.
Mayanti turned her back to him and lifted her hair up “There’s a zipper just below my neck, Sir.”
Vikram pulled the zipper and her dress parted. Mayanti took it off and put it on his desk. Then her little skirt and bra joined it on the desk.
“Where do you want to fuck me first, Sir?” She asked, trying to sound casual when actually she was very excited and nervous. She had had lots of sex in her life, both for fun and for her career. Now, she was married which meant her sex life was quite boring and predictable, except for when she had to spread her legs for her career. But this was the first time, Mayanti’s boundaries were merging. Vikram Parashar was a very handsome man, older, distinguished and charming. If she were not married she would spread her legs for him for fun also. Right now it was for her career but she knew that she was going to enjoy it. And then, that whole bitch thing she had said. He was going to own her long-term, kind of like a marriage but not really a marriage. The whole mess of mixed emotions was turning Mayanti on so much that she was feeling a buzz going through her body.
“On that sofa.” Vikram pointed to the conference area on the other side of his large office.
“Yes, Sir. Wherever you want, Sir.” She said as she started walking towards the sofa completely naked except for her high heels.
Vikram took his clothes off and came over to her. Mayanti gasped as she saw his dick. She knew he had a big one because she had already peeked at his crotch but now that he took it out, Mayanti was worried it would not even fit in her. Not that she had a choice. He was going to make her his bitch and if that meant some pain as part of the process then Mayanti would just have to accept that as her fate.
He laid her down on the large sofa and got on top of her. Mayanti moaned as she felt his naked body on hers. His chest was crushing her full, heavy tits down and her nipples were already hard. She could feel hot sensations shooting down her spine as her nipples ground on his chest. He pressed his lips on her and Mayanti closed her arms around him as she kissed him.
Mayanti considered herself a good kisser, but this was her first ever kiss with Vikram and she wanted to impress him. She half-parted her lips and pressed tightly against his mouth. He kept his tempo slow and teased her lips with his tongue as he kissed her softly. Mayanti parted her lips. He took her invitation and slipped his tongue into her mouth, letting it brush over her bottom lip in the process. Mayanti could feel her heartbeat rising. He explored her hot, sweet mouth with his tongue and she massaged his tongue with hers. His cock was getting harder and Mayanti could feel it rubbing on her pussy. She was quite impressed that he hadn’t tried to enter her directly like her husband was wont to do, instead he was taking the time to warm her up.
As they broke the kiss, Vikram said “Mmm, looks like this is one bitch I am going to enjoy a lot.”
“I will try to be your best bitch, Sir.” Mayanti smiled “At least one of your best bitches.”
“Oh?” He looked at her, still letting his massive cock rub carelessly on her pussy.
“Most of the team owners are hot actresses and supermodels, Sir.” She explained “I can’t compete with them, but I will try and be the best whore I can be for you and learn everything you like.”
“That’s a good way to be one of my favourite bitches.” He said.
As he moved his hips back and placed his cockhead on her pussy hole, Mayanti opened her legs as wide as she could on the sofa and got ready for his entry. He pushed slightly, parting her pussy lips with his cockhead, then a little harder. His cockhead slipped off her pussy hole. It was too big to go in that easily into her tight pussy. Mayanti reached down and held it in her hand. It felt really heavy and meaty in her hand. She placed his cockhead on her pussy hole and kept holding him in her hand.
“Now, claim your bitch, Sir.” She said.
He pushed hard and this time his cockhead stretched her tight hole as it popped into her cunt.
“Oh, ma!” Mayanti screamed as the pain flooded her body from his entry. If this was just his cockhead, Mayanti could imagine how his whole cock would break her. She knew he would not let her go until he claimed her fully and made her his bitch.
Vikram gave her a few seconds to adjust then he started to move his hips slowly in a circle. This caused his cock to hurt her pussy again and Mayanti whimpered. She clung tightly to his naked body and dug her nails into his back as her body felt the erotic pain of his entry. He was moving his hips forward and the thick beast invading Mayanti’s cunt was knocking her breath out.
“Oh God, Sir!” She whimpered when he was halfway-deep in her “It won’t fit. It’s too big.”
He kissed her neck and spoke softly “We will make it fit, baby. Spread those legs and relax. This pussy belongs to my cock now, surrender it, relax it.”
Mayanti put her right foot on the floor, giving her more space to spread her legs. She relaxed her pussy with a conscious effort. Her husband was always complaining that her pussy was too loose and she must do Kegel exercises to keep it tight. Since Mayanti fucked around a lot, she thought that that must be reason. She had started doing Kegel exercises. But now she was finding that she was not the problem. Her husband’s small dick just wasn’t thick enough. Vikram’s massive cock was stretching her in ways she had never felt with any other man. She took deep breaths and tried to relax her body.
When he started to move his hips back and forth, Mayanti’s efforts to relax were not enough. He was conquering her pussy and the pain was so erotic that she could feel her gut clenching and her heart racing like a train. Mayanti had never known that pain could be so sweet and delicious as well.
“Ah God, Sir. That feels so good. Please fuck me, Sir. Fuck me hard!” Mayanti said in his ear even though she knew he would tear her apart if he started to really fuck her hard.
Fortunately, he didn’t grant her request. He continued fucking her with slow strokes, making her pussy get used to his huge cock with the in and out movements that rubbed his dick on her slippery cunt walls.
“You wanted to be my whore, didn’t you, Mayanti?” Vikram bit her earlobe softly.
“Oh yes, Sir! I do. More than ever.” Mayanti was now moving her ass up and down, fucking herself on his cock. The pain had now become pure pleasure and she was feeling like she was on a drug that made her addicted with one dose.
As he felt her arousal, Vikram started to fuck her with longer strokes, penetrating deep into her tight cunt and claiming her as his whore just as she had asked. Her tits were being crushed by his wide, manly chest and it was adding to the buzzing current Mayanti was feeling in her body. She was moaning continuously as she pushed her ass up, encouraging him to drill her deeper without caring about her pain.
“Haay, ma! Mar gayi!” She cried out as Vikram started to push harder and his cockhead started to hit her cervix with each thrust. Her body was completely out of control now and Mayanti’s whole world was focused on one thing and only one thing – his cock sliding in and out of her hungry, needy cunt.
“Who’s my bitch, Mayanti?” He whispered in her ear.
“Me, Sir. I am your bitch.” She replied quickly and even as she surrendered to him verbally her pussy exploded around his cock. Mayanti let out a fresh scream as her body felt like it had an internal storm soaking her insides from head to toe. She closed her arms around him and squeezed tight until her heavy, full tits were fully crushed against his chest.
“Please, please, keep fucking me, Sir. Please don’t stop.” She begged. It was her worst fear right now that he might cum and stop. She needed his strokes, she needed his cock to keep drilling her. This orgasm that was rocking her body was by far the best of her life and she knew that it depended on him. His cock had caused it and she needed more of his wonderful, glorious cock to keep it going. He did keep fucking her and she revelled in the long, intense orgasm that was drenching her body in so much pleasure like she had never felt before. Her whole body was alive with excitement.
“Oh god, that was mind-blowing, Sir.” She breathed in his ear, panting after the raw orgasm “Please, please own me as your bitch. I will do anything you want. I just want your cock in me, every time, all the time.”
Vikram kissed her lips and said “I am going to own you, darling. Who would spare such a beautiful bitch?”
With his words and his fucking, Mayanti started to feel her body temperature rise again. He had slowed down his strokes after her orgasm subsided, now he picked up the pace again and Mayanti whimpered with the need. The next orgasm arrived fast and sudden, knocking Mayanti’s breath out. She could feel her utter helplessness under him. He had all the control and she had none at all. After today, she was literally his bitch to control as he liked. He knew it and she knew it. The relationship had started on a very absolute note and reached its peak immediately. He had claimed her quickly and without leaving any doubt that she now belonged to him.
She was fully cooperating with him to help him claim her. Mayanti was feeling like this was the perfect place for her to be. Here was a man who knew how to fuck her the way she wanted to be fucked. She wanted nothing more than to belong to him. She kissed him hard and tried to put her emotion in her kiss. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and fucked her mouth in and out as his cock was fucking her pussy, taking her as his own. Mayanti pressed her lips to his and drank his saliva. She was overwhelmed by the sexual pleasure but also excitement from the way he was taking her. It was not just about fucking her. She had submitted herself to him and he was claiming what was his. She came again and his mouth suppressed her moans as he continued kissing her and fucking her.
A moment later she moaned again as she felt his cock erupt inside her like a volcano spewing burning hot lava into her womb. She could feel him so deep inside her that she knew he was pumping his hot seed right into her womb. Mayanti was happy to be marked by him. His cum blazing through her body and flooding her womb was his brand on her. She felt a spike in her orgasm as she experienced his dominance and authority over her in the most intimate way a man can own a woman.
His strokes continued, not as rough but smooth and deep into her used, sore pussy. Mayanti hugged him tight and kissed his neck. Her nipples were still rubbing on his chest and making her moan when the hot current flowed into her body. To Mayanti, that was the most delicious feeling of all, to be fucked by his pulsating cock even after he had pumped his load in her cunt. Her hands were roaming all over his naked back, feeling his rough, manly body with her soft, feminine hands.
“Mmmmm, I just died and went to heaven.” She mumbled in his ear “Thank you, Sir.”
“You are welcome, darling.” He kissed her cheek “I like to feed my whores. Come.”
As he slowly pulled out of her, Mayanti emitted a slow moan, feeling the loss of his throbbing shaft in her. He took her hand and had her kneel at his feet. He sat on the sofa and Mayanti knelt between his open legs, her face just a few inches from his cum-drenched cock.
“I knew you would have picked some bad habits from fucking white whores, Sir.” She smiled up at him, then started licking his cock.
Her gorgeous face looked even hotter as she licked his cum up and ate it, rolling it around her tongue to taste it.
“God, you taste amazing, Sir.” She said and went back for more. He stroked her head, like an owner strokes his pet bitch.
A couple of minutes later, he was standing with his back to his desk and Mayanti was tucking his shirt into his pants. She closed the pants and slowly pulled the zip up.
“Sir, what I said earlier about career and all,” She looked at him as she pulled up his collar and wrapped his tie around his neck “you can forget all that. I would just be happy to be your bitch.”
He squeezed her bare ass cheeks with both hands and laughed “Good to know, darling. But you were right, an owner does feed his bitch. I am happy to have you as my bitch, but I will also need a reporter bitch who is fully under my control, won’t I?”
She carried on tying his tie and smiled “I will be happy to be that bitch, Sir. Just consider me your personal property and order me whenever you need anything.”
Vikram nodded “That’s perfect.” He slapped her ass “Now put your dress on, let’s go have some lunch.”
Chapter 3 – Mayanti Knows a Lot
Vikram took Mayanti to the IPL office cafeteria which was not less than a fancy restaurant in its décor and service. Mayanti sat next to him rather than across. Vikram boldly placed his hand on her thigh and caressed her smooth, bare leg as they talked.
“You were talking about the team owners earlier,” Vikram said “like you know them.”
“I have been working with them for my job, Sir. You have met some of them already.” Mayanti said “Now that you are chairman, they will all want to come and suck up to you.”
Vikram nodded “Well, I have had some messages, mostly congratulations and such.”
Mayanti said “Yes, Sir. But now you control everything, and they all need favours from you. I know that they will want to get in your good books. You will have a chance to pound all of them, Sir, and I have no doubt that you will destroy them well.”
They had to pause while a waitress came and took their order. Then Vikram continued.
“You seem to think they are all whores.” He said.
“Sir, you also know that they are.” Mayanti said “They are actresses and models, they know how to trade their body for favours. You have a good chance to build your harem now, no, your stable. Add all of these gorgeous, proud whores as your bitches.”
He smiled “You do paint a lovely picture, I must admit.”
“I am not trying to be holier than them, Sir. I am also your whore, I am just first.” She smiled “I will help you in building your stable in any way you need. I have been in this game for a long time, and I know a lot about all these people. If you need an extra edge in controlling any of these bitches, please let me know.”
“What kind of stuff are we talking about?”
“All kinds, Sir. For example, Shweta Tiwari’s husband bought her the Kanpur team but left the management to her. She is trying to bring up her daughter to help in managing the franchise. If mother-daughter can’t make it profitable in 6 months Abhinav will sell the team. Imagine the pressure it puts on them.”
“That would make them desperate, I believe.” He nodded.
“Exactly, Sir. And desperate whores are the easiest.” Mayanti smiled.
“Another one.”
“Yes, Sir. Take Kaviya Maran, Sir, who owns Hyderabad team.” Mayanti continued “Her father bought her the team and gave her a year to make it profitable. His definition of profit is 50% or more. She is young, so he appointed Rakul Preet Singh and Eesha Rebba as her helpers. Now, if they can’t make it work, all three will lose a great job. That makes them very desperate to have the best players and venues.”
“Interesting.”
“Hyderabad is very interesting, Sir.” Mayanti nodded “Kalanithi Maran, Kaviya’s father, gave her money to employ the best talent. He used his connections to get Samantha Akkineni and Anushka Shetty as team ambassadors. Sir, they are both gorgeous and both total sluts. Oh, and Sir, Pujitha Ponnada she is the team secretary, I will bet you anything that you will want to jam your magnificent cock in her as soon as you see her. She is just delicious.”
She had to shut up suddenly as the waitress arrived with their food.
“Looks like Hyderabad has a lot of good talent in one place.” Vikram commented after the waitress was gone.
“I think, Sir, you should visit Hyderabad once for a week or two and pound all these bitches, destroy them fully and put your brand on them before you leave.” Mayanti said in a tone that showed that she was quite excited herself.
“That might be a good plan when I can get away from here.” Vikram nodded “Right now I have just taken the seat so I have to get things in order here first. But you have piqued my interest. I will make sure to start meeting these girls right away.”
“Of course, Sir. They will come wherever you call them. You are the boss, when you whistle they will come wagging their tales like pet bitches.” Mayanti said.
“Who, in your opinion, is the sluttiest?” Vikram asked as he ate.
“Mmmmm, pretty much all of them are total sluts. They would spread their legs for you in a blink, because of your power, but I can tell you, they will be a slave to your dick. But if I have to choose….” She thought for a moment “I would say Kajal Agarwal. She owns the Bombay team with her husband Gautham.”
Vikram said “I have seen photos of her, she’s a gorgeous piece. What makes you think she’s the sluttiest?”
“Because I happen to know that her husband has a tiny dick, don’t ask me how I know, I have my sources, but he can’t satisfy her. Kajal is always going clubbing, always trolling for cock. Once she experiences your magnificent monster in her, I am telling you, you can put your brand on her ass and she will accept it with tears of joy in her eyes.”
“That is a good combination, the gorgeous beauty with that angelic face and a total slut.”
“Oh, you will love her, Sir.” Mayanti predicted “And her sister, Nisha, she is single but equally slutty. They live in Bombay and go out a lot. If you happen to meet them in a club, just feel free to fuck them both right there. They will cooperate fully, I assure you.”
“Good advice.” Vikram nodded with a smile “I will remember that when I meet them.”
“By the way, Sir, Bombay has a very interesting ambassador too. They have Manushi Chhillar who was Miss World two years ago, and you know what that means.”
“Means she is superhot and well-trained in spreading her legs for powerful men.” Vikram commented.
“Exactly Sir, those girls get pounded so much during the pageant I bet the stage smells of cum when they do their swimsuit parade.”
Vikram laughed “You do have a very slutty imagination, girl.”
She leaned in and kissed his cheek “Please don’t forget whose slut I am now, Sir.”
“I won’t and I won’t let you forget either.” He smiled.
“That reminds me, Sir. Another Miss India Rochelle Rao. She is sports presenter for Sony. You have to bang her, Sir. She is amazingly hot and she will be such an easy slut for you.”
“Ah, yes, I have seen her photos. And being Miss India, I can imagine she would spread her legs easily on my command.” Vikram nodded “But won’t you mind that I fuck your competition?”
Mayanti smiled “You own me, Sir. Not the other way round. But no, being your whore will help her get higher in her channel and me in my channel. What happens between the two channels, which one you favour, that’s up to the channel heads to deal with.”
“I won’t favour any one of them consistently but both will benefit if they keep me happy.” Vikram said “There are so many contracts and opportunities to grant that I can keep both of them in line.”
A wide grin spread across Mayanti’s sexy face “I knew you were a super smart man, Sir.”
“Well, I do have two heads, I use them both.” He winked “So, then I guess Manushi would be the hottest slut, Miss World and all?”
“Don’t be taken in by marketing Sir.” Mayanti cautioned “The league is full of super sexy, ambitious girls who will all be willing whores for you. Pick and choose as you like. Oh, I almost forgot, Sir, Rashmika!”
“Mandanna?”
“Yes, Sir. I think you would like her a lot Sir, such a lovely, young slut. Her father Anand Mandanna bought her the Bangalore team and put his other daughter Keerthy Suresh in as a helper. Keerthy is stepsister to Rashmika and both hate each other. Keerthy is sore that her father chose Rashmika as the main owner. You can use that as you like Sir, and keep them both as your bitches.”
Vikram smiled “You are a treasure trove of useful information. But all this talk about sluts has whetted my appetite. Let’s go back to my office.”
“Mmmm, I was hoping you would say that, Sir.”
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Chapter 4 – Vikram and Mayanti Talk Again
They went back to his office and Mayanti turned her back to him so he could take her dress off.
“No, not this time, pet.” Vikram said. Mayanti turned and looked at him with puzzlement.
“Come.” He took her hand and took her behind his desk “Hands on the desk, bend over nice and low.”
“Mmmm yes, Sir.” She bent over with her forearms on the table and her ass pushed back.
He stood behind her and caressed her soft smooth back up and down.
“When I nail you in my office, I will fuck you like this more often.” He said and opened his zip.
“Mmmm, I am your whore, Sir. Use me as you like. Aap jaise loge main doongi.” Mayanti told him.
[I will get fucked as you like.]
Vikram grabbed her hips and pushed his cock into her cunt. She was quite wet and his cock penetrated several inches deep in the first thrust itself. Mayanti screamed and clawed the glass, trying to hold herself in place on his desk.
He kissed her neck and whispered “What did you want to be?”
“Your whore, Sir.” Mayanti whimpered as his cock hurt inside her “Your personal whore.”
Moving his hips slowly in and out, he started fucking her tight, hot pussy and nibbled her earlobe “Still want to be my whore?”
“Even more, Sir. Yes!” Mayanti moved her ass back, taking his cock deeper into her despite the pain to show him she was devoted to him “I want to belong to your cock.”
“Good girl.” Vikram bit her earlobe slowly and started drilling her from behind with long, powerful strokes. Mayanti groaned as the thick cock stretched her so wide but she stayed in place and surrendered her body for his use.
His strokes were smooth and deep. Mayanti was feeling like she already knew his cock and her pussy was welcoming it deep even though it was stretching her and causing pain in her with each thrust. That pain was a different pain though, Mayanti’s body was enjoying that pain, it was a sweet, delicious kind of pain that was making her want more of it. She pushed her ass back so he could drill her deeper and harder. She moaned loudly when he did push his cock deeper into her cunt and hit her cervix.
“Mmmm, yes!” She whimpered as she felt his fingers pushing into her silken, dark hair and taking a firm grip. Mayanti had spent an hour today to get her hair done just right so it was ready for the camera but also for the new chairman. Now he was ruining it but she was ok with it. She was happy for him to use her whole body anyway he liked. She had only spent a few hours with him, but already she was convinced that the best use of her body was for it to be crushed, pounded and destroyed by him.
“Oh God!” She turned her face up and let out a loud scream as her pussy exploded hard. The orgasm had started building soon after he had entered her but it quickly reached the boiling point and Mayanti felt the heat rise within her body like a galaxy of fireworks. She continued moaning and pushing back, happy to be his whore, bent over on his desk and getting fucked hard in the middle of the day. She knew the door wasn’t locked. Anyone may walk in at any time and see her getting pounded like a cheap whore. Mayanti didn’t mind. In fact, the thought made her pussy clench and she felt a spike in her orgasm.
“I am such a whore, Sir.” She wailed as her body squirmed with the hot orgasm and she tried to keep her sanity “Please use me as your whore. Please use me very day. I want your cock, Sir. I love your cock.”
He pulled her hair and slapped her ass, hard, making it sting, “You belong to this cock now, whore.” He told her as he ploughed her tight, wet cunt like she was born to be his personal bitch. There was no doubt in Mayanti’s mind that his cock did own her, she was his whore now and would do anything for that cock.
Vikram reached under her body and grabbed her tits. His hands squeezed her full, heavy tits and Mayanti felt her breath get stuck in her throat. He was taking her whole body in his possession and she was so thankful for it. She felt him crush her tits hard as he speeded up his strokes. She knew what was coming. She whimpered and moaned but kept fucking back faster and harder, helping him plough into her cunt fully deep. The brutally deep fucking continued until Mayanti felt like she could not take it any more. Her body thrashed under him as she came again, even harder than the first time.
Keeping his hard, forceful thrusts going into her cunt with a smooth, relentless rhythm, Vikram kept fucking her as he kissed her neck. His teeth dug into soft, warm neck as his cock exploded hard inside her. His searing hot cum flooding her cunt made Mayanti cry out like a kicked puppy. She could feel his seed flowing into her womb and branding her so completely like nobody had ever managed to own her. Her hands were sweaty, they started to slip on the glass desktop as she took his rough pounding in her cunt. She lowered her head to the desk to try to stop the slipping. Her cunt erupted again around his cock and she moaned loudly even with her lips pursed tightly.
The hot, electric sensations floating around in her body like stray lightning were too delicious to describe in words. Mayanti surrendered herself to his cock and let him fuck her as he wanted. She felt him slow down his strokes after he completely flooded her body with his cum. She thought it was a good time to try and catch her breath. She squeezed his shaft with her cunt muscles to show him how much she liked having him in her. Whether he got it or not, he squeezed her tits and kissed her neck, just below her jaw line.
When he pulled his cock out of her abused, dripping cunt, Mayanti turned and knelt on the floor. She looked up at him with devotion in her eyes as she sucked his cock as if she were worshipping it with her mouth. She sucked his cum and swallowed it. Then she used her tongue to lick all around his shaft, even under his shaft to find more cum. She gave his balls a nice, warm tongue bath, picking up all the cum that was smeared on them.
“Has anyone ever told you your cum tastes delicious?” Mayanti said as she finished licking him clean and got up.
Vikram smiled and nodded “White sluts love eating cum, darling.”
She shook her head “No, I bet they loved eating your cum. And now I love it, too.”
“Didn’t you see me drink pineapple juice at lunch?” He said “That’s for the benefit of my sluts.”
“Aww, such a kind owner you are, Sir.”
He just smiled. When she finished sucking his cock clean he pulled her up.
“Sir, phir kab loge aap meri?” She asked, caressing his chest with her warm hand [When will you do me again?]
“Whenever possible, pet.” He fondled her soft tits in that thin dress “You are a hot bitch and I would like to train my bitch as much as possible.”
“May I come and see if you I am in this building for some other work?”
He nodded “In the building or in the area. Come and see me, and if there is a chance, I will nail you before I let you go back.”
“That sounds heavenly, Sir.”
“Good. Do you need to back to the channel now? Your boss might not like that you spent so many hours for a 10 minute interview.”
“That’s ok, Sir. I will tell him I was with the new chairman, he will shut up.” She grinned “May I use your bathroom to fix myself before I go?”
“Of course, doll.” He pointed her to the attached bathroom.
Chapter 5 – Vikram Meets His New Personal Secretary
The girl opened the door and halted as soon as she stepped inside “Oh, I am so sorry. Sorry, Sir. I should have knocked. I will go out.”
Vikram was sitting on his desk, on the glass desktop itself, facing the door. Mayanti was standing between his open legs. She was dressed now but his hands were on her ass and he was kneading her ass cheeks as they talked intimately in low voices.
“Are you Kiara?” Vikram asked the new entry.
“Yes, Sir. Kiara Advani.” The new girl said “Your new secretary.”
She was a beautiful young girl, well deserving of being a model or actress even though she had introduced herself as his secretary. She had a lovely heart-shaped face with big, brown eyes. Her dark hair was loose on her shoulders. She was wearing a white tube top with a short black jacket over it. She had a miniskirt on that was tight around her hips but flared slightly over her thighs. It covered her mid-thighs but didn’t make any attempt to go below that. She was wearing 3” high black heels.
Vikram nodded “Close the door and come in. This is Mayanti Langer.”
Kiara closed the door and walked closer with uncertain steps “Of course, I know Mayanti ma’am. Big fan, ma’am.”
“Thank you, Kiara.” Mayanti smiled. She was just as comfortable as Vikram was and made no move to get out of his intimate embrace. Kiara was the only one who was a little ill at ease.
“If you are going to be my personal secretary, there should be no secrets between us,” Vikram said “you don’t need to knock to come into my office.”
“Wow, thank you, Sir.” Kiara said.
“Now, stand here, let me talk to Mayanti.”
“Yes, Sir.” Kiara nodded “Of course, Sir.”
“What were you saying, pet?” Vikram squeezed Mayanti’s ass cheeks again.
“Just that if you need any helping in breaking or claiming any of those whores, Sir, please let me know. I know a lot of stuff and I would like my owner to destroy and own all those bitches.”
He squeezed her ass and pulled her closer. Leaning in, he kissed her neck and bit just below her jaw line. She moaned.
“That’s a good plan, my bitch.” He said.
Mayanti kissed him then finally tore herself away to go back to her office. She turned from the door as well and blew him a kiss before closing the door.
Vikram looked at Kiara and beckoned her “Come.”
She followed his gesture and took Mayanti’s place between his legs.
“They sent me a choice of 5 girls,” he said pulling her closer until she was close enough that he could cross his ankles behind her “and I said I want to own this one. You know what I mean?”
Kiara nodded “Yes, Sir. Thank you. I am so happy that you chose me.”
He cupped her cheek and tilted her face up as he held her close. She stayed in his intimate zone, showing no sign of awkwardness.
“You are going to be my personal secretary but not just personal secretary,” he told her “you are going to belong to me.”
She nodded “That would be wonderful, Sir.”
“Do you understand what that means?” He said, brushing her hair from her cheek and keeping her intimately close to him.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Tell me what you understand, Kiara?”
“It means, Sir, that I will be your personal property,” Kiara said without hesitation “and I will satisfy all your needs, official, personal and sexual. I will belong to you in every way and you will use me wherever and whenever you want.”
He nodded “Good girl. Any problem with any of that?”
“No, Sir. It would be an honour to belong to a powerful man like you.” Kiara smiled “And actually, Sir, even if you just use me for secretary tasks, everybody is going to assume that you are fucking me regularly. So, why shouldn’t we have some fun? And it will give me bragging rights with my friends.”
“Spreading your legs for your boss gives you bragging rights?” He smiled “I am sure your friends are fucking their bosses too.”
Kiara nodded “Yes, Sir. They are. Every single one of them. But none of their bosses are as handsome or powerful as mine.” She grinned.
He leaned in and kissed her lips softly. Kiara pressed up against his lips but he pulled back after only a brief kiss. She mewled.
Moving his hands gently along her shoulders, he pushed her jacket off her shoulders “No jackets. Only short, skimpy tops.” Kiara took the jacket off and threw it on a visitor chair.
“And short skirts, tight fitting.” he continued “You have a nice figure, I want to see it. No panties. I like full access. So, no pants, shorts or playsuits, only short skirts and dresses.”
Kiara said “Yes, Sir. I am for your pleasure, visual and physical. I will make sure of it. How would you like my hair, Sir?”
“Loose, like it is now, that’s nice.” He said brushing her from her neck and caressing her warm neck slowly. He leaned in and kissed her neck on the other side, just below her jaw line.
“Should I get it cut shorter, Sir?” Kiara asked. She was shifting her weight on her feet now as she got more and more excited.
“No, it comes to the middle of your back, that’s perfect.” His hands were caressing her smooth skin, just above the tube top and around to her bare back.
“I was thinking about getting light brown highlights, Sir. May I?” She asked.
“Yes, it would look good.” He nodded “And one more thing, high heels. I like slutty heels on my girls, 6” or higher, pointed heels, never chunky heels or wedges. The ones with straps are even better. Platforms ones, fantastic.”
Kiara said “Yes, Sir, I will buy more of those, Sir. I only have a couple of 7” high stilettos. They are expensive.”
“The clothes and shoes you buy, charge them to the office. No, someone might question that, our records get audited. We will add a wardrobe allowance to your salary, equal to 50% of you salary, will that be enough?”
“More than enough, Sir. I already got a 50% raise when promoted to work directly under you.” She said.
“Good. Then we will add 50% of your new salary on top as wardrobe allowance.”
“I will enjoy dressing as slutty as you like, Sir.” Kiara said “I workout a lot and keep my body in shape so I love to show it off, but if HR comes after me then you will have to save me from them.”
He said “If HR bothers you tell them to go fuck themselves.”
Kiara smiled “I would rather not, Sir. The HR manager is a very sexy lady, you might want to bang her some day. I would not want to create bad blood between you two.”
“HR lady? It’s not Grover any more, heading HR?”
“Oh no, Sir, Mahima Chaudhary. You should see her. She’s very hot.”
Vikram nodded “Alright, we will save that for another time. Right now, let’s talk about you. Do you have any questions?”
“Just one, Sir. I have a boyfriend right now. Should I dump him?” Kiara asked innocently.
“No need. I don’t mind.” Vikram said “As long as your priorities are clear.”
“My priority will always be you, Sir. He doesn’t own me but you do.” Kiara said clearly.
Vikram said “Excellent. That’s all I need from you. Now, it’s time to claim you. Are you ready to become your boss’ bitch?”
“I have been ready since I walked in, Sir.” Kiara smiled “Right now I am soaking my panties. I know, last time of wearing panties, Sir. Now I will stop wearing them completely even outside of office.”
“Perfect. Take your top off.”
“Can you do it, Sir, please?” She said pressing closer “The zip is in the back.”
“Let’s go to the sofa.” He said.
Chapter 6 – Kiara’s Induction Starts
Vikram unzipped Kiara’s tube top and she dropped it on the sofa. Then as he sat on the sofa, Kiara removed her skirt and panties. She took her place on his lap. Her naked body was like a sculpted statue, a work of art. Her young tits were full and firm. Her erect nipples were begging to be sucked. She was not lying about her pussy, she was very wet and the smell of her pussy filled the room as soon as she took her panties off.
He fondled her firm tits in both hands, squeezing them, feeling how tight they were, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs. She moaned and pushed forward eagerly into his hands. Leaning down over him, she pressed her lips on his and this time they had a long, passionate kiss with open mouths and exploring tongues. Kiara squirmed on his lap as his hands played with her tits, making her hotter and wetter. She tasted his tongue and sucked it into her mouth, keeping her lips sealed on his. His fingers closed tighter around her soft, pliable tits as the kiss made him hotter as well. Kiara moaned into his mouth but continued to push her tits into his hands.
“God, I am so ready, Sir. Please take me.” She breathed as they broke the hot, breathless kiss.
Vikram reached between his legs and opened his zip. Kiara eagerly reached down and slipped her hand inside his fly. She could feel his cock hot and thick in her fingers. But she could not pull it out. It was too hard, too long to fit through that small opening. Kiara impatiently opened his pants and pulled them apart. Now she was able to pull his cock out and she gasped as she saw how big it was.
“Oh, now I know why Miss Langer was screaming like that!” She said.
“You heard her screams?” Vikram said.
“I was waiting outside, Sir. I didn’t want to walk in while you were fucking her.” She said “When I arrived you were already doing her, the sounds were coming out into the outer office.
“Hmmm, smart girl.” Vikram kissed her cheek.
While she was talking, Kiara was rubbing his hard cock in her hand. Now she guided it to her pussy hole and said “It’s too big to fit in me, Sir. It’s definitely going to break me, but you are my boss. You have every right to break me and own me. Please fuck me and mould me so only your dick can fit in my holes from now on.”
Vikram pushed up without a word and Kiara cried out as his cockhead stretched her tight pussy and popped inside.
“Ah, mumma!” Kiara’s body jerked with the pain.
“My cock is going to own you, honey.” He whispered in her ear as he rubbed her soft, smooth back slowly up and down, his breath warming her neck “I want you to be completely its property.”
“I want that so much, Sir.” Kiara whimpered in his ear as she lowered her head to his shoulder.
She started moving her ass up and down on his cock even as it was hurting inside her. Her pussy was getting wetter by the second and as she pushed down she was able to take more of his meaty shaft in her. The way it stretched her tight pussy made her whimper and she pressed herself against him even tighter. Being completely naked on her first day in her new boss’ office was very exciting for Kiara. On top of that, riding his cock, in broad daylight, on his office sofa, it was turning her on a lot more.