Corporate Lion

Welcome to the Jungle

Korben Hunter

© Sultry Publications 2022

Disclaimer

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

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Adult Content Warning

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

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

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

 

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

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

Introduction

This is another one of those stories whose time has come. It was not in my writing pipeline and it was not supposed to be written, at all. I just happened to find a partially written story in one of my folders and made the mistake of reading it back. There were only about two chapters and maybe not even the best written chapters of mine but they were very engaging. The premise was good and the star cast was really strong.

I was very aware of the various series stories that my fans are waiting for and it was kind of cheeky of me to even consider writing this. But then, I do write for enjoyment, my own and my readers’. I wrote a little bit and found that this was really easy to write because of the premise and the flow of the story. There was so much story to tell in this. So, I justified it to myself by saying that if it’s a good story, my fans would like it.

And here we are, starting another series when we already have several in the process. With a new series though, I get the advantage of varying the star cast and bring those characters in who have not been included in other stories or have not had enough “screen time”. It’s also fun to create new situations and follow the flow of life through the eyes of these characters.

My job is to write and share, then it’s your job to read it and give me feedback. I will wait to hear what you think about this story. I do hope you like it. I really enjoyed writing it.

Series Info

Unlike most of my other stories this is based in the fictional city of Delhi which is close to my heart. Within that city there is a fictional company called Event Genius who are in the business of event management. They are about 500-odd strong and one of the top event management companies in the city, even in the country. They organise big events like award shows, celebrity weddings, club openings, film premieres, fashion shows, beauty contests and many others. If someone can afford them, they are the best at what they do.

But despite having a big list of rich clients and a lot of business turnover, the company has been going in loss for the last four years. Why that is, we don’t know, but things are getting worse and the trend shows no sign of reversing. In such a situation when they get an offer for a merger from an American conglomerate called Douglas Media International, they take it seriously. The offer is only named as a merger, in effect, it would be that DMI would acquire EG and they would be free to do what they want with it.

The CEO of Event Genius, Arjun Rampal, is a hard working man who is stressed to the limit at this time because not only does he have to take care of an insane amount of paperwork and keep the company afloat, he also has to deal with a thousand rumours going around which are bad for the staff morale. Some are saying that DMI will simply rob all the assets of EG and close it. Some say that they will fire half the staff. There are some more optimistic rumours as well but people are less likely to believe them.

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

In the midst of all this chaos, DMI notifies EG that they are sending one of their senior officials to assess the feasibility of the merger. This guy can recommend that the merger should go ahead, or be cancelled and DMI will accept that. He has the power to hire, fire, demote or promote anybody. The news of his impending arrival adds to Arjun’s stress as he knows that the responsibility to make him comfortable and happy rests on his shoulders.

This is the time when we peek into Arjun’s office....

Chapter 1 – Arjun is Stressed

“Shriya! Where is that file?”

“Which file, Sir?”

“The personnel reports.”

“I gave them to you earlier, Sir.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Yes, I did, Sir.”

“Don’t jerk me around, girl, I am in no mood....”

Shriya walked into his office, looked around for a second and picked out the files he wanted from a side table where he had placed an empty coffee mug on top of them. She picked up them and handed them to him wordlessly.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Arjun Sir, you need to go home.” Shriya said “You need rest.”

“Yes, yes, I am going. In a minute.” Arjun Rampal said “I just need to...where are his flight details…I had them here a minute ago.”

“No, you didn’t,” Shriya said “I emailed them to you. Check your phone.”

“Oh. Ok.”

He bustled around for another few minutes but then he finally left the office. It was well past 8 PM.

Shriya Saran breathed a sigh of relief as the lift doors closed behind him. Arjun Rampal was Chief Executive Officer of Event Genius, an event management company in New Delhi that organised big events like fashion shows, award shows, corporate dinners, celebrity weddings, club openings and many others. They did not come cheap but they did good work. At 500-odd employees it was not the biggest event management company in India but it was one of the biggest in Delhi.

Being Arjun’s personal secretary was not an easy job but in the current market any job was a good job. Shriya was only able to do it because she was single and could work the late hours required in the job. To be fair, Arjun worked the same long hours and expected his staff to work as hard as he did. Several of the managers in the company had been divorced and many other relationships had been broken thanks to this aggressive pace of work. Arjun was oblivious to all of this. He cared about work and only about work.

Even then things were not usually this chaotic as they had been in the last few weeks. Despite the hard working employees, rich clients and a lot of contracts on books, Event Genius was not doing very well. For the fourth year running the balance sheet had been in the red. In this condition when an American company showed interest in them it did not take long for a merger to be agreed. Douglas Media International was a big conglomerate of many company which owned TV channels, radio stations, ad agencies and many other communications businesses.

Douglas Media did not have a presence in India but they were hiring talent from India from time to time as well as using locations there. When Event Genius came to their attention it seemed like a good opportunity to find a foothold in the Indian market which was huge and attractive. To the EG board it looked like a good opportunity to save the company from going under. They responded favourably to the DMI offer.

Even though it was being called a merger, in fact, DMI was purchasing EG and would have complete control of it. In such an atmosphere, rumours fly freely and EG was no exception. There were all kinds of rumours going around, everything from the fear that DMI was going to sell the assets of EG and close the company, to a more hopeful one that DMI will keep the whole staff as it is and invest in its future.

Arjun knew that the reality would be somewhere in the middle. The previous year, after the fourth consecutive year of loss the EG CEO had resigned and moved off to another company. Since then Arjun had been acting CEO. He was the point man on the merger and all information flowed through him. He knew that things were still not decided and anything could happen.

The latest development was that DMI had informed EG of their intention to send an officer to assess the feasibility of the merger. This officer who would be a high-ranking executive of the DMI empire, would look at the EG business in detail and make a recommendation to go ahead with the merger or drop the idea. Two days ago Arjun had got an email that the officer appointed by Douglas for this task was called Shekhar Mansingh who was a CEO of one of the DMI companies. The same email contained information about his flight. He was arriving on Friday afternoon and EG was requested to make arrangements for his pick up and stay.

Before the email, Arjun had been anxious about the merger. The email had pushed him into full-on panic mode. Since then, he had been driving Shriya crazy with non-stop barrage of tasks. He had asked her ten times if she had arranged for Shekhar’s stay. She had told him ten times that she had booked him a suite in a five-star hotel. Thursday had been spent in similar kind of hectic activity and finally Shriya was glad that it was done. Arjun was going to pick Shekhar up from the airport himself the next day and take him to his hotel.

Chapter 2 – Arjun and Rhea

“Vansh!” Rhea hissed, “Stop that!”

“Awww, don’t be a spoilsport, we are just having fun, babe!” Vansh complained but took his hand away from her thigh where he had been trying to push it in and feel up her pussy.

“I told you, Vansh, no sex. I am not that kind of a girl. It’s a big thing for a girl you know?” Rhea admonished him in very firm tones.

Vansh agreed quickly and tried to get back to kissing her so as to change the subject but she brushed him away and got up out of his lap, “Bhaiya will be here any minute, I should be waiting at the gate. Let’s go.”

They had been having their usual, after-classes make-out session in an empty classroom in the vast fashion institute building and it was a two minute walk to the main gates. Rhea ditched Vansh on the way as usual, to avoid having Arjun see him. By the time she got to the main gate Arjun’s Mercedes was waiting outside. She got in the back with her brother.

“Hello Bhaiya.”

“Hello!” he greeted and then immediately followed with “I swear your skirts are getting shorter and shorter.”

“Oh, come on, Bhaiya.”, she pulled in vain on the hem of her skirt that barely covered her thighs “I don’t work in an office like you, it’s fashion, I have to be up with it.”

Arjun shook his head, they had had this argument many times before, and he was too stressed with his own problems to fight a losing battle. He went back to the papers he had been reading.

When they reached home, Arjun's wife Deepika opened the door and saw Rhea's mood from her expression.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Bro is on my case again for my clothes." Rhea mumbled.

"Arjun, don't keep harassing poor Rhea. She's young, she needs to dress as per the fashion." Deepika said to her husband as he walked in.

"What? Oh yeah. Yeah, yeah." Arjun's response showed that if he had even heard his wife's words they had not properly registered.

Chapter 3 – Arjun Has a Great Idea

Arjun’s wife Deepika was an extremely beautiful girl who had been a beauty queen before marriage. Arjun had had to work very hard to get her interested in him. But such is a race of men that just a few years after marriage, Arjun didn’t even notice how beautiful she looked in a thin saree and sleeveless blouse this evening when he got home. She usually didn’t dress up that fancy at home but she had just had her hair coloured with copper highlights and she wanted to give Arjun the full effect. Her face fell when he didn’t even notice. She didn’t bring it up.

“What’s wrong, honey?” She brought him water “Is it the merger?”

“No, it’s this guy, ok yes, it’s the merger.” Arjun said “Douglas is sending this guy to check things out here.”

Deepika started taking his shoes off “What will he do?”

“He will observe everything and say if merger should go ahead or not.”

“Oh, if he says no then it won’t go ahead?” Deepika stayed on her knees and took his socks off.

“Yes, then EG will go under. Company will close and so many people will lose their jobs.” Arjun said.

“Oh no!” Deepika got up and sat next to him “But why would he do that, baby? He will see how hard you work and will want to have that.”

“Not that simple, Deepu, he’s an outsider, he might not see that.” Arjun continued worrying “We need to make sure that we keep him happy otherwise, he just might take a rash decision. He can fire anybody he wants, you know.”

“Even you?”

“Yes, even me.”

“Then you need to keep him happy.” Deepika said “Give him five-star treatment.”

“Of course. Shriya has actually booked him in a five-star hotel.”

“Good. How long will he be here?”

“At least for two months. He will look at every single department.”

“Two months in a hotel?” Deepika said.

“No?” Arjun looked instantly worried.

“Baby, hotels get boring after a few days. At least I feel so.”

“Hmmm.” Arjun thought “What if I invite him to stay here with us?”

Deepika looked at him “Here?”

“Well, we have a big guest room, we have a gym, swimming pool, you make great food....he will be comfortable, I am sure.”

“Ummm, baby, will he want to?”

“Babe, who doesn’t like home comfort? You said yourself hotel will get boring.” Arjun said.

“And if he is here, you already make points with him,” Deepika said “he will see how hard you work. Anything he needs, you will be the one to provide.”

“Exactly!”

“I think you may be right, Arjun,” Deepika said “and if he doesn’t like it, he can always go to a hotel after a few days. But we can try and make him comfortable here.”

“Once he is here, he won’t go anywhere.” Arjun declared “I am sure of it. Rhea! Rhea!”

“Ji, bhaiya!” Rhea came to the living room.

“Listen, a very important officer of the US company is coming to India tomorrow. I am going to invite him to stay with us for a couple of months.” Arjun told her “I want you on your best behaviour. If this guy is not happy, I could lose my job and the whole company could close.”

Rhea shrugged “Sure. I will just stay in my room and won’t bother him.”

“No! That’s not what your brother is saying.” Deepika said “You are a beautiful and charming young lady, you will help I and your bother to charm this man and keep him happy.”

Her tact worked. Rhea smiled “Ok, I will do my best, Bhabhi.”

She went back to her room. Deepika and Arjun continued talking about details. Suddenly, Arjun said “I am going to call Shriya to cancel the hotel.”

“Ok.” Deepika got up “Do you want dinner or tea?”

“Huh? Yes.” Arjun said, he was already dialling.

Deepika shook her head and went to make tea for him. He had been like this the whole week. Actually, he had been like this since he became senior V.P. Becoming acting CEO had made it even worse. Deepika was a beautiful brunette with a killer figure. She had been beauty queen in her college 3 years running and the discipline she had learnt there in healthy eating and working out, she had never given up.

If she hadn't gotten married right after college, she could have gone on to become Miss India. Most people in her class thought so. But she had fallen in love with Arjun and they had gotten married soon after graduation. Sometimes she wondered if she did the right thing. The incomplete dreams didn't bother her so much in the early years of her marriage but in the last few years she couldn't even seem to get her husband's attention.

Last weekend she had got copper-red highlights in her hair which looked amazingly sexy. She got so many glances from strangers even in the gym when she was in sweats. But her own husband had not even noticed it yet. And he probably wouldn't.

Deepika had been craving sex for several weeks now but their married sex life was pretty non-existent. Even when she could get Arjun in the mood he would spend only a few minutes inside her and be done. He didn't know what foreplay was and even after he entered her he wasn't able to stay hard for more than a few pumps. She had not had an orgasm with him for years. She had even stopped faking them now and he didn't notice.

Tonight she wanted something, even the boring sex with her husband. She had watched a Bollywood movie in the day and the romance with the steamy scenes had turned her sex-starved brain on quite a lot. However, by the time she finished her housework and went into the bedroom intending to change into a filmy nightie, she found that Arjun was already asleep. She took a deep breath and pulled out her vibrator from behind the clothes in the wardrobe.

Chapter 4 – Shekhar Arrives

Friday afternoon.

Arjun rang the doorbell on his own house instead of using his key. He wanted his wife to be prepared to receive company. He had told her he would be coming back with the new officer from DMI and he hoped she remembered.

She did.

Deepika opened the door dressed in a nice traditional Indian saree and welcomed their guest. To her surprise he was Indian. Arjun introduced him “Shekhar this is my wife Deepika. Darling, meet Mr. Shekhar Mansingh.”

Shekhar was an incredibly handsome man who looked more like a filmstar than a corporate executive. He was a few years older than Deepika but those years had worked in his favour.

Once they had settled down in the living room, Arjun explained that Shekhar was the CEO of his own advertising agency which was part of the DMI conglomerate. He was a trusted executive of the top boss himself and had been sent here to assess the situation for the merger.

“If the merger goes through my agency will be working with Event Genius most closely,” Shekhar explained “so it makes sense for me to be closely involved with this merger.”

“Why do you say ‘if’, Shekhar?” Arjun said “Is Mr. Douglas still not sure?”

“Just a figure of speech, buddy.” Shekhar smiled “My job is to assess the feasibility of the merger so I am just in the habit of speaking precisely.”

“Oh.” Arjun didn’t say anything more.

It was evident that Arjun was very much in awe of the man. Deepika felt like Shekhar just emanated power. He sat easy, not saying much but you could feel the strength of his personality. She found herself wondering if he would be the rough and powerful kind of man in bed. Yes, he would be. Then she quickly stopped herself. She had just met the man. And she was married.

"I will go make some tea. Or do you like coffee, Mr. Shekhar?"

He looked up and smiled at her "In India I like Indian tea, Mrs. Verma. It's the best. And please just call me Shekhar."

"Sure, and you please call me Deepika." She felt a thrill of pleasure run down her body like she had just done something naughty in her husband's presence.

Deepika went inside and while the water was boiling for tea, she quickly changed into a see-through chiffon saree. She changed her blouse for a small strappy one which had no back except for a couple of criss-cross noodle thin straps. She put the tea in the pot and quickly changed her shoes for a nice pair of black stilettos with 5 inch spike heels. Her make up was already good, but she wiped off her light lipstick and put on a coat of bright red lipstick that made her perfect, plump lips suggestively sexy.

Arjun continued talking to Shekhar in the living room, mostly about work. He was trying to find out what the situation was but could not get much out of Shekhar except that he was here to assess the situation and make most of the decisions about the future of the merger. It seemed that Shekhar was authorised to even cancel the merger if he felt that it was not the right thing. If the merger was on the books, it was part of Shekhar's job during this trip to assign a Event Genius staff as liaison for the merger from India.

This, obviously, would be immense for that person's career and power in the office. Arjun decided that he would do anything he needed in order to ingratiate himself to Shekhar and get that role. He knew there would be others in the office who would fight for that role, but he must find a way to get it. He already had an edge as he was in charge of taking care of Shekhar during his trip. He must push that advantage.

While he was still musing on the ways to do that, the door opened and his sister Rhea walked in. Arjun panicked, had he forgotten to pick her up today? No, it was alright. he had told her yesterday that he won't be able to pick her up today.

"Rhea, come here, I want you to meet someone." He said as Rhea came into the living room area.

Arjun suppressed his comments as Rhea came closer. Her skirt was again very short and her top was a small halter top showing her shoulders and back. Her high heels were more suitable for club than college. But he kept his comments to himself so as not to make a scene in front of his guest and boss.

"Shekhar, this is my sister, Rhea, Rhea, meet Mister Shekhar Mansingh, he is the.."

Rhea was looking at Shekhar wide-eyed "Shekhoo?" she exclaimed.

Arjun was horrified "Rhea, behave yourself. Mr. Shekhar is a senior..."

Shekhar interposed "It's okay, Arjun. She is right to call me by my old nickname. How are you, Rhea?"

He stepped forward and Rhea hugged him. This is when Deepika walked in with a tray of tea.

"Oh, hello!" She stopped in her tracks "What's going on?"

"Don't worry Deepika, I am not robbing your sister-in-law.” Shekhar said as he let Rhea out of his arms “Rhea and I used to date long time ago when I used to live in India."

"Wow!" Deepika put the tray down on the table and started to make tea "You and our Rhea?"

"Yes, it was quite a while ago. We dated for a couple of years, I think. Right?"

"No, it was 3 years, baby. I met you during the first year of my college for that thing, remember? And we dated all through my 3 years of college. Then you went to US. Remember?"

Shekhar nodded “Yes, you are right.”

“What thing in the first year?” Deepika asked.

“Oh, it was just a stupid thing.” Rhea said evasively “So, Shekhar you are a big time executive now.”

As Shekhar sat down Rhea sat down casually beside him, keeping one hand on his shoulder. They all chatted for a while over tea. Deepika tried to get Shekhar to try some of the snacks which he mostly declined. Rhea tried as well but much more forcibly. She picked up a biscuit that Deepika had baked at home and almost pushed it into Shekhar's mouth.

"You have to try it, Shekhoo. Bhabhi made them herself. They are great!"

"Rhea, don't be too familiar, if he doesn't want to eat..." Arjun admonished Rhea.

"Bhaiya, you stay out of this. He may be your boss, but he's my ex-boyfriend. Oh, we used to have so much fun."

"I am sorry, Sir" Arjun said to Shekhar "My sister is just..."

"Arjun, just chill. She's right. We were a couple before. We still have some right over each other. And you, please call me Shekhar."

"Shekhar, where's your stuff?" Rhea asked suddenly.

"In Arjun's car. I will go to my hotel from here. I am just stopping by."

"No way! You are going to stay with us!"

Shekhar shook his head "No, no, Rhea. I can't impose like that. And I will have lots of work to do."

Deepika chimed in "Well, then you should stay with us. It gives us a chance to serve you and take care of you. Hotel service you know...and we have a guest room that's not being used at all."

Arjun said "Yes, Shekhar, I didn’t think you would be comfortable in a hotel for two months. I think you would more comfortable here. Deepika makes really good food.”

Rhea said “I can’t have my Shekhoo staying in a hotel. You have to stay here.”

With both Rhea and Deepika insisting, Shekhar had to say yes. Arjun brought his suitcases from the car and took them upstairs.

Deepika said "Come, I will show you the room." as Arjun got a call and got distracted with that.

Upstairs, Deepika not only showed Shekhar the room, she opened his suitcase and started putting away and arranging his clothes.

"And what do you want me to do?" Shekhar asked after she told him to leave the unpacking to him.

"Well, relax. Just sit and watch."

"I am watching." Shekhar said, letting his eyes roam slowly up and down Deepika's shapely body in that sexy strappy blouse.

Deepika noticed his gaze and blushed.

"Naughty boy!" She said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Seriously, you have such a great figure. Did you used to model in college?"

"Not really. Well, a little. Just for a friend who was into photography. He was really good."

"Well, I am also very much into photography. I have brought my camera with me. Will you pose for me?"

"Sure. Why not?"

Shekhar got up off the bed and walked to her.

"Let's see now. Do you still remember how to pose?" He closed the wardrobe door and guided her to stand with her back to it. He took her hand and placed it above her head, bent at the elbow. He took her other hand and put it on her waist.

"God, you are hot!" He said with feeling "How does Arjun keep his hands off you?"

Deepika moved impulsively and put her arms around him. She hugged him tightly pressing her young, lithe body to his strong, manly frame. Her heavy, hot breath started to warm Shekhar's neck. He closed his arms around her and squeezed her tight to him.

As Deepika squirmed in his arms she could feel his hard shaft outlined in his pants quite clearly. She slowly massaged it with her warm, soft thigh. Her breasts were pressed on his chest so tightly she could feel them getting crushed. Her nipples were hard and buzzing with the blood rushing to them.

Shekhar's hands moved lightly up and down on her bare back, feeling her soft skin in the almost fully backless blouse. She moaned as she felt his warm fingers playing on her skin. And then he let his hand slide down over her sculpted waist and squeezed her tight ass.

"Oh God!" She gasped in his ear, but she didn't ask him to stop.

"Shekhar! Are you decent? Do you want to go out?" It was Rhea's voice from outside.

Deepika quickly freed herself from Shekhar's embrace and pushed him back on the bed. She picked up a shirt and started to put it on a hanger. Rhea walked in.

"Hi Bhabhi. Shekhoo, you want to go out? I thought you might be bored. I can show you around."

"Sure, let me finish unpacking then we can go. I can't leave your Bhabhi alone to do all the unpacking for me."

"Oh no! It's okay, Shekhar." Deepika said quickly "It's almost done. I will finish it. But don't eat outside, I will make dinner for you here. Ok?"

"Alright. We will be back soon. Come, Rhea."

Chapter 5 – Rhea Still Remembers

“I do like that you still dress hot as before.” Shekhar said as they entered the mall.

Rhea was wearing a miniskirt that was shorter than before and a halter top showing her bare back. She smiled “Of course, you would. You cultivated my style. I used to like wearing skimpy clothes but I used to get so much grief from my brother and even from my friends. You were the one who liked it and told me to dress as I wanted. You loved me in short, tight clothes and I wore even more because of you.”

“Does your current boyfriend like it?”

“He does but he doesn’t get a say in it.” Rhea smiled “Speaking of clothes, this shop has my kind of dresses, should we go in and see?”

“But, of course.”

They entered the shop and looked around. Rhea asked Shekhar’s choice and he picked out some skimpy, sexy dresses. Rhea took three of them into a trial room while he waited outside.

“Shekhoo, I can’t get this zip closed, come and help me.” Rhea called in from inside.

“You want me to come inside?” Shekhar said “Try it yourself, na?”

Rhea pulled a little of the curtain and peeked out “Shekhoo! Get in here!”

He smiled and pulled the curtain open more to slip inside. He closed it behind him. Rhea put her hands on the mirror with her back to him. The dress was a skintight tube dress with a scrunched designs creating circular wrinkles around her young, shapely body.

“Why are you being so weird?” Rhea looked at him in the mirror “What is there that you have not seen?”

“It’s not that –“ Shekhar said.

“You were the first one to fuck me, have you forgotten that?” Rhea demanded.

Shekhar said “Is it possible to forget that? You were so tight, not much older than 18 and so virgin.”

Rhea smiled “Exactly. And you with that big beast of a cock. I didn’t know that that was not a normal sized cock.”

“What are you saying, it’s totally a normal-sized dick.” Shekhar said.

“You can’t fool me now, buddy.” Rhea smiled “I have had a lot of dick in me since then. Nobody even came close to you. That thing was like a tree trunk. My pussy was swollen for a week.”

“Six days,” Shekhar said “seventh day you came over because my parents weren’t home, remember? You said at your home that you were staying overnight with a girlfriend, but stayed all night with me.”

“Yes, you drilled me all night.”

“Well, you asked me.” Shekhar said.

“I was already addicted to your dick, baby, and after that night, I was completely hooked. But I am surprised that you remember all that. I was not your first.”

“No, I had fucked several girls before, but you were such a superhot fuck, nobody came close.” Shekhar said “I mean beautiful face, tight, hot body, and you were new to it but you learnt so quickly. You were an amazing fuck.”

He finished zipping up her dress and stepped back. Rhea turned around, put her arms around his neck and said “Aw, thank you, baby.”

She pressed her lips on his before he could reply and he was taken aback for a moment then kissed her back. Within seconds they were sucking each other’s lips. Rhea opened her mouth and took his tongue in her mouth like she had done thousands of times before. His arms wrapped around her slender body and he squeezed her to him. She surrendered in his arms and didn’t flinch when his hands moved down to her ass.

“God, what are you doing, Rhea?” He said when they broke the breathless kiss.

Rhea cupped his cheek and looked in his eyes “I am saying you pick the time and place.”

“What?”

“Tumhein kab leni hai meri, aur kahan leni hai, you will decide.” Rhea continued to stay close to him.

[When and where you want to fuck me....]

“But you have a boyfriend now.” He kept his arms around her.

“You think I will give him preference over you?” Rhea looked at him “I was your property for so long. You used to call me your bitch.”

“Still…”

“Hey, since when did you start having problem fucking girls with boyfriends?” Rhea demanded “Have I forgotten my friend Pranitha, who lived in my street? She had a boyfriend but you still seduced her and fucked her. Not just once, you fucked her regularly for a more than a year. And you fucked me and her together so many times, because you never wanted to be exclusive to me.”

“I seem to recall you enjoyed those sessions.”

Rhea smiled “I am not saying I didn’t. I am just reminding you what a dog you were and you fucked many girls who had boyfriends. And one married lady, too, remember my dance teacher?”

“God, she was hot!” Rhea felt Shekhar’s dick flex between her legs “And a total slut. I loved banging her.”

“Well, I am glad you did.” Rhea grinned “I got great roles in the college play because I was your girlfriend and willing to share you.”

“But those were the younger days, Rhea.”

“So, you are telling me you don’t have your bitches in US now?”

“Well, I have a few.” Shekhar smiled.

“And how many of them are married?”

Shekhar grinned “Maybe a couple of them.”

Rhea pulled his collar “So meri lene mein kya problem hai tumhein?”

[What’s the problem in banging me?]

“Hello? Is anybody in here?” A girl’s voice said from outside.

Chapter 6 – Hanging out with Shekhar

At dinner, both Deepika and Rhea gave a lot of attention to Shekhar. Arjun was happy that they were both taking care of him without him having to remind them. After dinner, they retired to the living room. Shekhar sat down on the long sofa and Rhea promptly sat next to him and cuddled up close. Arjun looked at her but she ignored him.

“Here you go, Shekhar.” Deepika said bringing the coffee for him. She had changed into a thin, cotton nightie that was slit all the way to her right leg. Deepika had beautiful long legs and this nightie showed her right leg when she walked. It had two thin noodle straps that were low enough to create a nice cleavage. She was wearing a thin, demi-cup push-up bra which was helping a lot with the cleavage by pushing her big, soft tits up and together. Her panties were a tiny thong that was outlined in the thin tight nightie when she moved. Deepika made sure to bend over when putting the coffee mug on the coffee table so that Shekhar got not only her long, bare leg but also a nice view down her cleavage.

“Rhea, let him sit comfortably, na,” Deepika said “you are almost in his lap.”

“Bhabhi, he is comfortable,” Rhea looked at Shekhar “are you uncomfortable? I can sit on his lap if I want to, it won’t be the first time.”

Arjun snapped “Rhea! Watch your language.”

“Come on, Bhaiya, don’t be an aunty jee.” Rhea was not deterred “I told you I used to date Shekhar. I am not going to be shy with him suddenly. That would be weird.”

Shekhar put his arm around Rhea “Arjun, leave her alone. She is a lovely girl.”

“Yes, of course. Sorry, Sir.”

“Just call me Shekhar, man,” Shekhar said “leave the corporate persona at the office. Your husband is such a dull man, Deepika.”

“I know.” Deepika agreed. She sat down next to Shekhar “He didn’t use to be, but this job has changed him, especially the last few months.”

“Hmm, it will all be sorted soon. Make sure you help him become a fun guy again once this is over.”

“Well, I can only try. It’s up to him.” Deepika said.

Shekhar looked at her “With a hot wife like you, I am sure it won’t take long.”

“You are such a sweetheart, Shekhar.” Deepika took the chance to put her hand on his thigh.

Rhea didn’t let Shekhar drink coffee himself. She insisted on holding the mug and lifting it to his lips.

They watched a little TV and had general conversation.

“I love your hair,” Shekhar said to Deepika “those highlights look amazing against your fair skin.”

“Aw, thank you so much, Shekhar.” Deepika again took the chance to put her hand on his thigh “My dear husband hasn’t even noticed.”

“You got them recently?” Shekhar said.

“What? I noticed. I said they look nice.” Arjun said.

“No, you didn’t, you liar!” Deepika said “That’s what he always tries, Shekhar, tries to bluff his way through.”

“Thank you, Deepika,” Shekhar put his hand on hers “I will remember that and try not to let him bluff me in the office.”

“You are welcome.” Deepika smiled.

“Man, what a smile.” Shekhar said “You kill guys with that smile, don’t you?”

Deepika’s smile was really beautiful, now it got wider “I used to be a model, you know. I was even in the Miss India pageant.”

“She would have won, if she didn’t have to drop out.” Arjun said, trying to get back into his wife’s good graces.

“Yeah, I can see you walking away with the crown.” Shekhar said.

“Hey, are you trying to flirt with my Bhabhi?” Rhea said.

“Well, I didn’t see her stopping me so I thought why not?” Shekhar grinned.

“Nobody is stopping you, Shekhar,” Deepika put her hand on his shoulder and turned him towards her “you carry on.”

“I think you are one of the most beautiful women in the world,” Shekhar said “after Miss India, you would have gone on to win Miss World, Miss Universe.”

“Oh, you are so good for my ego.” Deepika leaned in and kissed his cheek “You make me feel so good.”

“My pleasure.” Shekhar smiled.

“Shekhar, what do you want to do tomorrow?” Arjun said “It’s Saturday but we can go to the office if you want.”

“He wants to talk about work.” Shekhar rolled his eyes as he said to Deepika, then turned to Arjun “I will probably stay in and look at the files I brought from the office.”

“Aww, I was hoping we could go out tomorrow night.” Rhea said, squeezing his arm between her tits “Saturday night is so good for clubbing.”

“Well, that’s at night, darling. We can go out at night.” Shekhar said.

“Yay!” Rhea grinned.

“Can I come, too?” Deepika asked.

“Of course, my Miss India.” Shekhar turned to her “You have to come otherwise I will miss you.”

“See that, Arjun?” Deepika said “That’s how you charm a woman.”

Arjun gave a smile “He is single, that’s why. We will see once he gets married.”

“There are two types of men in this world, Arjun,” Shekhar said “those who know everything about women, and the other type we call husbands.”

Both Deepika and Rhea laughed. Arjun gave a weak smile.

“Alright, Miss India, I am feeling the jetlag hit me,” Shekhar leaned in and easily kissed Deepika’s cheek “I will see you in the morning. Goodnight.”

It looked like Deepika wanted to stop him but she finally said “Goodnight.”

Rhea got up “I will see you to your room.”

“You don’t need to bother, I know where it is.” Shekhar said.

“Arre baba, my room is also upstairs.” Rhea said “I am also going to bed.”

“Oh, ok.”

Chapter 7 – Rhea Helps Him Remember

But upstairs, Rhea didn’t even step towards her room, she walked with Shekhar to his room. She came close to him and pressed him into the door before he could even open it. She pressed her hot tits on his chest and kissed him hard with a need that he could feel in every inch of her body. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and the way her breath was playing on his cheek it was clear what she wanted. Shekhar squeezed her in his arms and chased her tongue, exploring her hot, sweet mouth with his tongue. She surrendered quickly with a passion like she had never stopped being his property. No matter how intimately his hands moved on her body, she only encouraged him more.

“Shekhar, do you want these files?” Arjun’s voice came from the stairs along with his footsteps.

“Fuck!” Rhea cursed and quickly got out of Shekhar’s arms. She disappeared into her room. Shekhar had only time to open his door and start taking his shoes off before Arjun appeared at his door.

He was bringing Shekhar the files that he had brought from the office. Shekhar told him that he didn’t need them at night. Arjun stayed another 5 minutes to ask if he needed anything then finally went back downstairs. Shekhar changed into his pyjamas and went to bed. He was just getting relaxed when the door opened in the dark and then closed again.

“Rhea?” Shekhar knew her body smell.

There was a sound of a garment rustling and the next moment a very naked, warm Rhea was slipping into the bed with him.

“You really thought I would let you go to bed without fucking me tonight?” She whispered while taking off his clothes.

“I thought it was up to me to decide ki kab kahan leni hai tumhari?” He said as he pushed his boxers off.

[....when I want to fuck you.]

“Well, you didn’t decide so now I am deciding,” Rhea cradled his hot, heavy cock in her warm hand and pressed close to him “Tum roz loge meri, aur har jagah loge. You will fuck me everyday, everywhere.”

“Hmmm, I was more interested in your Bhabhi, she is gorgeous.” Shekhar teased even as Rhea was scooting closer and guiding his hard, long shaft to her pussy hole.

“Shhh! Dirty boy!” She opened her legs and pressed closer until his cockhead was lodged between her pussy lips, pressing on her entry hole “She is married. I am single and fully available. And you already know that I am good to fuck.”

“Married doesn’t mean that I can’t bang her. You know that.” Shekhar ground his cockhead on her pussy hole, without going in.

Rhea’s breath was getting heavy “Yes, baby, I remember all your dirty adventures.”

“Then you should remember that if a girl is hot and fuckable, I don’t care if she has a boyfriend or husband.”

“Ok, baba, kal le lena unki,” Rhea closed her arms around his neck “now I am here, mujhe chodo.”

[Fuck her tomorrow. Fuck me.]

“Sounds like a plan.” Shekhar pushed with his hips and stuffed his cockhead in her tight pussy.

“Mumma!” Rhea could not help screaming as she felt his massive cock stretch her tight pussy painfully wide before he entered her.

Deepika heard her scream as her bedroom was right below Shekhar’s room. She looked towards her husband. He was fast asleep. Deepika knew for sure from the scream that Rhea was taking Shekhar’s dick. She had already guessed that Rhea was going to fuck him. She had seen her behaving like he was her boyfriend. Deepika didn’t blame her, the guy was handsome like a filmstar and had a powerful personality of a king. When he was sitting on the sofa with Rhea, Deepika had sneaked a look at his crotch. His cock was outlined in his pants and it looks really big and thick. Based on Rhea’s scream, Deepika could easily say that her earlier estimation was accurate. He was big and right now he was stretching Rhea’s tight, young pussy with that big dick.

“Baby, my boyfriend’s dick is nowhere close to this,” Rhea whispered in Shekhar’s ear “please break me in gently, like you did the very first time you fucked me. Mmmm yes, baby, just like that.” She moaned as Shekhar rolled his hips, slowly but expertly sliding more of his meaty rod into her wet cunt. She was soaking wet and her oily juices were lubricating his entry, but he was still almost as thick as her wrist and her tight pussy was feeling the strain of being stuffed with that huge meatpole.

His thick beast excited her a lot. It had been ages since she had taken his thick cock in her. Rhea loved sex and a major part of why she loved sex was that Shekhar was her first sexual experience. She had enjoyed being fucked by him so much that she had quickly become addicted to it. After him, she found that unfortunately all men didn’t have great big dicks like that and most men didn’t know what to do with a hot girl. She had been bitterly disappointed in boys her own age but dating older professors had not turned out any better. Some had more knowledge of sex but lacked the stamina. Most were married and didn’t dare touch her even when it was clear that she was interested and available.

Finding herself under Shekhar again after such a long time, Rhea could feel her body react to his cock and her moans soon grew into pleading whimpers. She pushed her ass up to take his thrusting cock deeper into her cunt and squeezed him with both arms until she could feel his chest crushing her hot, bare tits.

“Please baby, main to tumhara maal hoon na,” She whispered urgently in his ear “ragad ke chodo na, jaise pehle ragadte the. I am your property, jaanu, please show me that you still own me, that I still belong to your dick.”

[I am your property, no? Pound me hard, like you used to pound me before.]

They had dated and fucked a lot in the past. Rhea knew exactly what to say to turn him on. As she whispered in his ear, she could feel his massive cock throbbing harder. His strokes got faster and deeper, making her yelp with his powerful thrusts.

“Do you belong to my dick?” He sucked her neck and his breath on her skin made Rhea moan with desire.

“Of course, baby. I will always belong to you.” She promised “I could have any boyfriends or husbands, but I will always be your property, my love. I am your maal, Shekhar. Chodo apna maal samajh ke. Break me, baby, only you know how to break me and make me your dirty whore. Ah, baby!”

[I am your property. Fuck me like your possession.]

His powerful thrusts pounding her and her own words turning her on resulted in Rhea’s body exploding so hard that she felt like every muscle in her body was clenching at the same time. She had forgotten what a glorious feeling it was to have an orgasm with a big, hard dick inside her. Lately her orgasms has been created by her own fingers but being under a strong man, his dick thrusting so deep that it was hitting her cervix, his manly, naked body dominating her, crushing her, this was a thousand times better and Rhea was wallowing in it.

Below them, Deepika was able to clearly hear her moans and was intensely jealous of her good fortune. Her hand was between her legs, it had been since Rhea’s first scream had told her that Shekhar was claiming her young sister-in-law. Her screams were telling Deepika how forcefully Shekhar was taking her. That was the sound of a man taking possession of a girl and making her his own. Deepika craved that. Even on his best days Arjun could not match that. Nowadays he hardly ever made the effort. It was always Deepika who suggested to have sex.

She didn’t even ask to go out anymore because it only ended up in Arjun breaking another promise. Deepika had had enough of that. Now when she wanted to go out, she just went out with her girlfriends to dinner or clubs. She was still young and loved to dance but Arjun was never much of a dancer so there was no point in going with him. She tried not to go with her girlfriends if they were going with their husbands or boyfriends. It had happened many times now that one of the men would try to flirt with Deepika and that would just result in more drama that she wanted.

Listening to Rhea being destroyed by Shekhar’s dick was highly erotic for Deepika. She was imagining that it was her that he was fucking. Her pussy was soaking wet and her fingers were moving deep into her hungry cunt.

“Ah, baby!” Rhea screamed and Deepika knew that her sister-in-law had just exploded into a hot orgasm.

Deepika wanted to cum too, but she didn’t have Shekhar’s dick to push her to that edge. She closed her eyes and thought about when Shekhar had kissed her in his room. In her mind, she imagined him pinning her to the wall and fucking her hard. She was a married woman, but he didn’t care. He simply slammed her into the wall and drilled her with his hard cock so deep that Deepika could feel her breath getting choked by his dick. She bit her lip to suppress her scream as she came hard. The scream came out like a loud whimper as her pussy pumped large amounts of her cunt juices onto her hand. She looked to the right. Arjun was fast asleep with his mouth open. Deepika closed her eyes and let the orgasm continue as long as possible.

When her body finally calmed down, Deepika got up and changed her nightie. She went into the kitchen and had a glass of water. When she came back to bed, she was much calmed. But then she heard another scream from above. Just realising that Shekhar was still pounding Rhea made Deepika’s pussy pulse. She lay down in bed and let her hand slip between her legs. This time, she kept control on herself and didn’t push her finger in her cunt. But then she heard Rhea cum, and then again, with a loud scream. Again, Deepika imagined herself lying on Shekhar’s bed with his hard cock ripping her apart. Her fingers pushed into her cunt without any control from her mind. She wanted him. She knew very clearly that she wanted him.

In the years that Deepika had been married she had never cheated on Arjun. There had been many offers, some of them quite tempting as well. The first year of marriage she had been working in an office and her boss had fucked her regularly but Deepika didn’t count that as cheating. That was just common sense. If you wanted to keep your job, you spread your legs for your boss. Every girl knew that simple rule. But now for the first time, she was tempted to the point that her willpower had already given up. She knew she wanted Shekhar’s dick in her and she was not going to resist whenever he wanted to take her. Not just that. She would try and get him to fuck her. He was an incredibly handsome and powerful man. He probably had a dozen girls he fucked in US regularly. Here also he had been in India less than 24 hours and already he had a stunning girl like Rhea in his possession.

Deepika knew how gorgeous Rhea was, she had seen boys follow her like dogs. But for Shekhar she was an easy conquest and that felt right. Rhea could be a goddess for those guys but for Shekhar she would only be a fucktoy that he could drill when he wanted. Deepika wanted to be his fucktoy, too. She had no illusion that she herself would be much more important to Shekhar than Rhea was. Even to become his fucktoy, Deepika might have to beg him, just like Rhea was begging now.

“Please, baby, please let me cum!” Rhea looked up in his eyes “Please, I really need to cum, baby.”

Rhea had had so many orgasms that she was feeling weak but her body was still highly charged and she wanted to cum again, desperately. But Shekhar was keeping her pinned helplessly under him and fucking her with slow, shallow strokes, going only halfway in her wet, hungry cunt. The result was that she was wet and hungry but not able to create the critical heat needed to explode into a glorious orgasm. She had resorted to begging because she knew he was in full control of her right now.

He shook her head “Tell me first who you belong to.”

“I belong to you, baby.” Rhea said quickly. She was hot and sweaty. Her body was melting, but Shekhar was torturing her ruthlessly.

“Not good enough.” He shook his head again and Rhea whimpered in frustration.

“You own me, baby. I am your property.” Rhea said hoping to please him. But his strokes didn’t change. This was one of his frustrating habits. In the past, he has teased her like this many time for long sessions. After he had left, Rhea had missed this immensely. No other man had the guts or stamina to do this to her. She had missed it terribly.

“I am your fucktoy, baby.” She look up in his eyes and told him “You own me completely. I am your fucktoy.”

His strokes became a little deeper. Rhea knew she was on the right track. She knew what he wanted now. She tried to think of other words to degrade herself. She tried to think of the ones he liked.

“Main tumari randi hoon, jaanu. Ah!” Rhea yelped as Shekhar rammed his cock deep and hard into her.

[I am your whore, baby.]

She had it now “Main aapki kutiya hoon, mujhe kutiya ki tarah chodo.” Again two more hard thrusts. She carried on “Mujhe apni randi bana ke chodo. Mujhe barbad kar do, tod do mujhe, hay mumma! Kutiya bana ke…ah, baby, mar gayee!”

[I am your bitch, fuck me like a bitch. Make me your whore and fuck me. Ruin me, break me, like a bitch....]

Rhea screamed much louder this time as her orgasm was so much stronger. But then a second later, Shekhar exploded inside her creating such an inferno of heat in her young, slender body that she could feel every inch of her skin burning furiously. Her dirty words continued as she had no control over her mouth now. She pushed her ass up again and again to help him drill her hard while he pumped his hot, potent seed into her.

“Yes, baby, pump your load into me. I am your possession, baby, your cumdump. Give it all to me.” Rhea was moaning and pleading.

Deepika could not control herself any more and came all over her hand again. She could feel her body electrified by the hot orgasm. She was wondering if he could make her cum like this from so far, what would happen if he touched her. She just might explode from his touch.

Rhea got up on her knees as soon as Shekhar pulled his cock out of her pussy.

“You are the only man who deserves this.” She said “I don’t do this for anyone else.” She started licking his cock clean.

“Mmm, god, how amazing you taste. It’s so good to taste you again.” Rhea smiled at him.

Deepika had to change her nightie again. This time when she came back from the kitchen after drinking water, there was no sound from upstairs. She guessed, correctly, that Rhea was sleeping with Shekhar. She lay down and tried to sleep.

Chapter 8 – Shriya’s Musings

Shriya took off her dressing gown and looked at herself in the mirror. She was not as young as she used to be but she had only just crossed thirty and she would swear that she was only getting hotter. She had an almost perfectly heart-shaped beautiful face. Her body was slender and toned. She worked on it religiously and kept herself in excellent shape. She looked at her breasts and held them in her hands. Were they big enough? Well, they were not huge but…she squeezed them…they filled her hands and spilled over. Yes, she was right to be proud of them. Her legs were long and shapely. She opened her legs.

Did she need to shave her pussy again? It didn’t look like it needed it badly but why not do it tonight and keep it smooth? Not that he would get to see it. Her cheeks coloured as she realised whom she was planning to impress with her smoothly shaved tight pussy. She went into the bathroom and found her electric shaver. While she was making her hairless pussy extra smooth, she let her mind wander back to him. She had just met him this afternoon.

“Hi Shriya!” Arjun said as he walked back into the office after his trip to the airport “Meet Mr. Shekhar Mansingh, he is the executive officer from DMI. He is here to help with the merger. Sir, this is my personal secretary Miss Shriya Saran.”

“You hired a supermodel for your secretary?” Shekhar looked her over as he shook her hand. Shriya’s cheeked turned red. He himself was like a Greek God and he was calling her a supermodel. It was a big compliment. He had the face of a filmstar and a solid, manly body, not like a bodybuilder but well-built and in shape. He would probably feel quite heavy on top of her but he would know how to keep half his weight on his elbows. Shriya blushed even harder as she realised what thoughts she was thinking when she had just met the man.

But she was pleased to see that he also checked her out and didn’t hide the fact that he was scanning her shapely body with his curious eyes. Shriya knew he was coming and had worn a tight, black double-knit dress that didn’t quite reach her knees. If she had known what a hottie he was, she would have worn something shorter and skimpier. She had many sexy dresses that she wore mostly for clubbing but this was a man who warranted such a dress.

Shriya put the shaver back in the cupboard and felt her pussy with her fingers. Oh yes, smooth. Not that he would get to feel it, she reminded herself. Well, he might. He looked like a man who liked pretty girls and Shriya would not be surprised if he claimed the ones he liked the most. While he had worked with Arjun for the next couple of hours, Shriya had found a couple of excuses to go into his office. She had also managed to find reasons to bend over Arjun’s desk in a way that she was in Shekhar’s eyeline. He had looked. Shriya was very proud of her tight, shapely ass and she was sure Shekhar had noticed it and appreciated it.

With a cautious toe, Shriya tested the water then slowly lowered her naked body into the bathtub. She had had to search for a long time and pay more rent for this flat but she wanted a place with a bathtub. She loved taking hot baths. She lowered her body until it was submerged except for her hair. Shriya kept her hair short, only reaching down to the base of her neck. For office, she usually made a ponytail but for going out she wore it loose. She got lots of compliments on her hair. Right now it was gathered up in a bun to be kept dry until she was ready to take a shower. She leaned her head back on the wall behind her and went back to thinking about the new boss.

Technically, he was not her boss. He was not anybody’s boss. He was only an observer who had come to assess the merger and make a recommendation. But in reality, he had the power to stop the merger, fire everybody or give everybody a raise. With that power, he was everybody’s boss, included Shriya’s boss’ boss. If he wanted to have Shriya in his control, there was nobody in the whole company who could stop him. She closed her eyes and imagined such a scenario.

In her imagination, he called Shriya to his cabin and directly asked her if she wanted to keep her job. When she said yes, he pointed to his desk and told her to bend over. Oh yes, Shriya was wearing a very short, skintight dress in her imagination. She bent over and lifted it up. No panties. Oh, she was such a slut. Her fingers were rubbing her pussy and she could feel the pussy hole already wet.

Shekhar didn’t enter her right away. He left her bent over his desk and walked around, pacing near her, but not touching her. He told her how completely she was in his power. He told her he won’t fuck her just once. She will be his to bang when he wanted. He used words like “property”, “possession” and “whore”. Shriya pushed two fingers into her cunt. He made her accept that she was in his power. He made her accept that she was ready to be his whore. He wasn’t satisfied with that. He made her say that she wanted to be his whore.

“I want to be your whore, Sir.” Shriya said out loud in her bathroom.

All the time he was degrading her verbally, Shriya was wet and leaking. Shekhar noticed that and said that she was a whore already. Her cheeks burnt and she accepted it. He opened his pants and rubbed his cock on her bare pussy. He was huge. He kept rubbing it there and made her beg for it.

“Please, meri le lo, Sir,” Shriya said out loud as she fingered her hungry, hot cunt “I want to be your whore.”

[Fuck me.]

When he entered her, Shriya could feel his cock stretching her so wide that it was going to rip her open. She fingered her cunt in and out as Shekhar pounded her on his desk, his breath hot on her neck as he reminded her, again and again, that she was now his bitch. He possessed her physically and broke her mentally. He made sure that she knew her place under him as his whore. His cock pounded her brutally deep.

“Aaaargh!” Shriya screamed as her pussy erupted in her hand. The water in the tub sloshed around as she bucked her hips in the grips of a powerful orgasm.

“If he can do this to me without touching me,” she thought as she panted “what will he do when he really fucks me.” Oh yes, Shriya was sure he was going to really fuck her. Even if she had to beg him.

Her weakness was strong, dominant men. She knew that most women like confident, strong men. Shriya liked her men to be powerful, arrogant and rough. It was rare that she would find such men but anyone who could fuck her like she belonged to him was her favourite. When she had been transferred to Arjun’s office as his personal assistant she had expected to be claimed by him as his bitch. He was a powerful boss and known for his rough leading style. To her dismay, his style was only limited to work. He had not tried to fuck Shriya. For a few days she had worn really sexy dresses. He had commented on that but not encouraged her. She had stopped.

But she could sense that Shekhar was different. Not only had he started with a flirty comment right from the introduction, she had seen how he looked at her. It was like he was trying to decide if he should fuck her on the desk or against the wall. Of course, Shriya would spread her legs in both places, or any other place where he wanted to fuck her.

“Short dress on Monday,” she told herself “and no panties.”

The thought made her pussy tingle.

Chapter 9 – Arjun’s Dilemma

Rhea felt Shekhar’s muscular chest under her hand even before she opened her eyes. She moved her hand down, caressing his topless body.

“What are you doing, girl?” He said as her hand moved down towards his dick.

She opened her eyes and smiled. He was wide awake.

“Please, fuck me.” She said looking in his eyes.

“Raat ko to ragdi thi.” He said.

[I pounded you last night.]

“To subah phir ragad lo na,” she was unfazed “tumhara hi to maal hoon.”

[So pound me again in the morning. I am your property anyway.]

He didn’t need to be persuaded any more. He turned towards her and let Rhea take off his shorts. His cock grew to rock hard state within seconds in her warm hand. She squeezed closer to him and guided his meaty shaft to her pussy. As they kissed he pushed his thick cock into her cunt. Rhea felt fresh pain in her sore pussy but instead of pulling back she spread her legs wider and pushed in forward. Another scream escaped her lips and this time she broke the kiss because of it. She had taken his cock in her too many times to count, but it had been a few years and she was going through the same phases as she had in the first week when they started fucking.

Shekhar turned over and pinned her naked body under his. He kissed her firmly and at the same time started fucking her with smooth in and out strokes. Rhea’s body warmed up fast and the pain turned into pure pleasure, even her sore pussy didn’t feel sore any more. She squeezed him with both arms and loved how his chest crushed her tits. The electric sensations flowed up and down her body, making her helpless against his advances. Then his long, hard cock was drilling deeper into her body and Rhea was losing all control.

“Oh god, yes, oh, baby, yes! Oh, yes! Ah, god!” She came hard and let her scream shake the walls of the room while his cock was ripping her apart.

Arjun was reading the paper in bed. He heard the noises from above and said “What are those noises?”

Deepika picked up her hairbrush and started to brush her hair “Shekhar Rhea ki le raha hai, I think.”

[Shekhar is fucking Rhea.]

“What?” Arjun got out of the bed with shock.

“So what?” Deepika continued brushing her hair “raat ko bhi to lit hi usne, but then you were asleep.”

[He fucked her last night too.]

“Oh my god! I am going to –“ Arjun started towards the door but Deepika grabbed his wrist, arresting his progress and almost toppling him.

“Are you stupid?” She said “Why are you going there?”

“He can’t…that’s my sister.”

“So? She’s not his sister. She was his girlfriend.” Deepika reminded him “Usne pata nahin kitni baar li hogi Rhea ki.”

[He must have fucked her so many times.]

“Don’t talk like that!” Arjun warned “That’s my sister.”

“And he is your boss.” Deepika said, unfazed “Didn’t you tell us to keep him happy? Will he be happy if you go upstairs and disturb him right now?”

“So, I should just let him…?”

“What else can you do? You can interrupt him and stop him, kick him out of your house, but then if he wants he can fire you.” Deepika told him flatly “And it won’t change anything because Rhea will go where he goes aur wahan jaake degi.”

[and let him fuck her there.]

“Don’t say that! She’s not that kind of girl.”

“Oh, then you think he is fucking her against her will?” Deepika pointed to the ceiling “Does that sound like the sound of a girl being fucked without her consent. If you think so then definitely go and save your sister.”

Even Arjun could see that from the sounds that Rhea was very much enjoying being fucked by Shekhar.

“But you can’t expect me to sit here and listen to…”

“Then don’t listen. Go in the bathroom and take a shower. You will get your shower done and you won’t hear anything with the water running.”

Arjun thought about it and seemed like a fine idea “Hmmm. Yes, I should.”

“Maybe buy some noise-cancelling headphones today,” Deepika said “Shekhar to regularly lega uski, I am sure, you can’t take a shower all the time.”

He didn’t say anything and went into the bathroom. When he came out there were no noises from above. The only sound of voices was coming from the dining room. He put on casual clothes and went there. Shekhar and Rhea were having breakfast. Deepika was serving them.

“Bhaiya, I need to work on my project with Sandeepa. Can you drop me to her place?” Rhea said.

“Oh, Rhea! She lives in Old Delhi, it’s such a bad traffic there. It will take an hour to get there.” Arjun moaned.

Deepika said “Babe, don’t be like that. She has to work on her project. It’s Saturday, can’t you drop her?”

Arjun grunted “Hm, ok, ok. I will drop you. Give me some breakfast then I will go.”

Shekhar finished his breakfast and picked up the office files “I will go on the back porch and look at these. I saw you have a nice pool. I like working by the water.”

“Let me know if you need anything.” Deepika said.

He nodded and walked out.

Chapter 10 – Deepika Makes a Bold Move

It was almost an hour later that Arjun actually left with Rhea. He ate then he changed, and then a few other things until Rhea started yelling that she will lose all her project time waiting for her brother to get ready.

Deepika waited until his car was out of sight then waited ten more minutes in case he forgot something as he sometimes did. Then she took her clothes off and put on a skimpy red bikini. She wrapped a pink sarong around her waist that didn’t really cover anything. She sat in front of the dresser and brushed her hair. She applied her make-up taking care not to overdo it. But she did colour her lips with her blood-red lipstick. She left all her jewellery on the dresser except for her diamond wedding ring.

She had a few hundred pairs of shoes. She opened the shoe closet and went directly to the shelves that had her high heel stilettos. She tried on a few different ones then finally decided on a pair of 8” black stilettos that had a 4” high platform. They were completely impractical for walking but they were guaranteed to cause erections in any men in a 100 foot radius. Deepika took out her expensive Chanel Poison perfume and sprayed it carefully in the strategic places.

Then she stood in front of the mirror and checked out the final effect. She decided she looked like a whore who was begging to be fucked. She thought about taking the bikini bottoms off, but that sarong was too short and sheer to cover anything. She left them on. She re-tied the bikini top to make her tits pop up even more. She turned to look at her ass in the mirror. It was a tight, perfectly curved ass and she was proud of it. When she turned back to the mirror she noticed that her bikini bottoms were sticking to her pussy. Nothing could be done about that, she decided, she was wet and only going to get wetter.

Five minutes later, she walked out of the back door with a tray carrying a drink. Her heart was racing and her pussy was pulsing so hard she could feel it. She had never done anything like this in her life. Men chased her, she never chased a man including her husband. But here she knew if she didn’t act first she would miss her chance. Come Monday, Shekhar would get busy with office and work. He would also have a big selection of beautiful girls there including Arjun’s personal secretary Shriya whom Deepika had met. No, Deepika only had this weekend to get Shekhar to be interested in her and she had to be bold about it.

She knew how she looked right now and how strong a signal that was. Shekhar would see that and be able to guess what she was saying. Then she would know if he was interested in her or not. As she walked towards him, she could see him half lying on a lounger and reading a file. There were more files next to him on the lounger. As she walked her high heels made a click-clack sound on the concrete but Shekhar didn’t look up. He was only wearing track pants and his muscular, bare chest made her breath stick in her chest. She took a deep breath and tried not to stare as she walked closer.

Deepika walked right up to his side and said “I made you a Mojito, it is the weekend after all, even if you are working.”

He looked up and she gave him her best smile.

“Thank you, that’s very sweet of you.” He looked up and smiled at her. He looked at her but didn’t react as she was hoping. She swallowed once and put the tray on a table next to the lounger. He didn’t pick up the glass and didn’t stare at Deepika like she wanted. He actually went back to the file. Deepika decided she was not going to lose after making all this effort and taking the bold approach. She decided to be bolder.

“Aur kuchh lenge?” She said. As he looked up at her, she added “I mean leni ho to bata deejiye.” She thought she could not be more direct than that.

[Do you want anything else? Let me know if you want to take anything.]

Shekhar looked her up and down, slowly. She felt his eyes move up along her bare legs, notice her skimpy bikini bottoms then move up along her slender, almost naked body. From his angle the sarong was not in the way at all and Deepika wondered if her bikini bottoms were already showing a wet patch from her juices. She knew that she was soaking wet. His eyes seemed to warm up her body as they moved along her shapely form. Then he let his eyes travel down her body the same way. Deepika wanted to scream “Please, fuck me!” She didn’t know how he was doing it but he was making her so extremely hot like no man had ever done to her before. She was not this turned on even on her wedding night.

While he was checking her out, Deepika took a chance to look down at his crotch. His track pants were thin and though they were not super tight, she could clearly see an outline of his thick shaft along his thigh. He was getting hard. That made her feel more confident. But she knew it was still not a done deal. He might like her and get hard from her but he might still not want to fuck her because she was married or she was his girlfriend’s Bhabhi. He could just as easily wait for Rhea to come back and then fuck her.

“Leni hai?” She repeated and looked in his eyes, leaving no doubt this time.

[Do you want to take it?]

He nodded “Leni hai. Tum dogi?”

[I do want to take it, you want to give it to me?]

Deepika smiled confidently this time “Dooongi na. Yahan loge ya andar chal ke?”

[Yes, I will. Do you want to do me here or inside?]

Shekhar pushed the files to the floor and dropped the file in his hand on top of them. He patted the space next to him. Deepika laid down next to him and turned towards him. The lounger was not a double lounger. They were both squashed together in a single space. Deepika could feel the heat of his half-naked naked body and his manly musk was making her pussy throb. He kept his right hand under his head to prop it up as he looked at her. Deepika was breathing heavily. The sexual tension between them so strong that she was being pulled towards him like an iron filing to a magnet.

Brushing her hair from her cheek, he let his fingertips caress her soft, smooth cheek “Deepika, you are a stunning woman.”

“Thanks.” She said then cleared her throat because that sounded like a car gear stuck “Thanks.”

“And you are married.”

Deepika didn’t like where this was going. She nodded.

“You know I am banging your sister-in-law.” He said.

There was nothing for Deepika to do but nod.

“And I will keep banging her as long as I am in India, you know that.” He was still caressing her cheek and even letting his fingertips brush lightly over her neck. Deepika liked that. She liked it a lot. Her body temperature was steadily climbing just being near him. But the way he was talking, it seemed like he was trying to let her down easy. She didn’t like that part. The more it seemed like he was about to do the honourable thing, the more desperate she felt to become his bitch. Yes, she had already decided before stepping out on the back porch that if she wanted to be in his life as a sexual partner, she will have to accept her place as his casual fucktoy. She would be his bitch that he would fuck when he wanted. She would not have any control in that. But it looked like she would not get even that.

“I know.” She said “I can see Rhea is your property. You will keep her and fuck her as you want.”

He nodded “Phir bhi dene ke liye taiyaar ho?”

[And still you ready to spread for me?]

She nodded and looked boldly in his eyes “Taiyaar hoon. Le lo na meri.”

[Yes, I am. Fuck me.]

Looking in her eyes he said “Sirf aaj dogi ya…?”

[Only today or....?]

“Roz doongi,” she said quickly “jab aap loge tab doongi. Jahan aap loge wahan doongi.”

[Everyday. I will spread for you when you want, where you want.]

Moving his hand down over her arm, he reached in and pulled the knot on her bikini top. It opened. Deepika gasped but did not stop him. He pulled it out and dropped it on top of the files on the floor. Deepika’s big, heavy tits heaved with her laboured, audible breathing. He did not touch them. That made her want to scream for his touch. She wanted him to grab them and maul them. They were very firm with arousal and her nipples were so hard, they were aching. She wanted his hands on them, and oh, his mouth.

“Your nanad, your sister-in-law is my property,” He said as he looked deep in her eyes “and if you are spreading your legs for me, what does that make you?”

“Aapki kutiya!” Deepika didn’t hesitate, she was in the zone, she knew she was close, but the way he was treating her, she still wasn’t sure if he was going to fuck her or send her away after humiliating her. She didn’t want to take the chance and pressed on “Your bitch. But I want to be your bitch.”

“Kutiya banogi tum meri?” He smiled and this time let his fingers gently follow the curve of her firm, hot breast “You are too hot to be anybody’s bitch.”

[You want to be my bitch?]

“Banoongi!” She said with determination “Not anybody’s bitch, your bitch. Banna hai mujhe tumhari kutiya.”

[Yes. I want to be your bitch.]

Deepika’s brain was reminding her that she was committing to a lot here. She had never even used such words before let alone promise to become a man’s bitch. She told her brain to go away and carried on boldly looking into Shekhar’s eyes “Banaoge? Le lo meri. Mujhe apni kutiya bana lo.”

[Will you make me? Please fuck me, make me your bitch.]

Shekhar pulled down his track pants along with his boxers. Deepika gasped as he pulled out his cock. It was hard and erect. She could swear that it was at least three times as long as her husband’s dick and at least twice as thick as his. Deepika licked her lips. She was so close now.

“I want it in me.” She said, pressing on boldly.

“Wrap your hand around it.” He said.

That was a happy order for Deepika to follow. She quickly wrapped her fingers around the thick beast and felt how heavy it was.

“No, the left hand.” Shekhar said.

Her left arm was under her body, she shifted her weight and wrapped her left hand around his thick, meaty rod.

“What does that make you?” He asked.

“Your bitch?” She asked hopefully.

“A cheating whore.” He pointed to the diamond writing shining on her finger while her hand was wrapped around his hard shaft.

Deepika kept her hand on his cock and looked at him “Your whore?”

This time he nodded “Yes, my personal whore.”

She nodded “Then I am ready. Daal do andar, make me your whore.”

[Enter me.]

“But do you know that once I fuck you, you will be in my power?” He said “I will control you like my bitch.”

“Are you blind?” Deepika’s frustration came out in her voice “Can’t you see I am already in your power? Now fuck me like a whore and mark me as your bitch. I want you to own me so completely that I don’t have any choice.”

He smiled at her outburst and pulled the knot on her bikini bottoms. He didn’t bother with the sarong. It wasn’t in his way.

“Spread your legs, whore.” He said.

Deepika put her high-heeled foot on the lounger and bent her knee to open her legs. She guided his cock to her wet, leaking pussy hole. It was long enough that it was easily reaching her pussy. Shekhar pushed with his hips.

“Hay, mar gayee!” Deepika screamed as the thick cockhead opened her tight cunt and lodged inside. She could feel his pulse from the tight fit. He pulled her close and kissed her. Deepika sucked his lips hungrily. His saliva flowing into her mouth seemed to calm the pain. She sucked his tongue and drank more of his saliva, keeping her hot, red lips pressed to his rough lips.

While they were kissing, Shekhar rolled his hips and slowly invaded her cunt even deeper. Deepika could feel her heart pounding in her chest with fear but as long as she could kiss him and feel his tongue exploring her mouth, she could not worry too much. He moved back and forth, she moaned with the fresh pain but kept her legs open for him to conquer her as he was going to anyway. His cock was throbbing inside her and the fear was giving way to pleasure. The desire to have him in her that had driven her slutty behaviour so far was now so strong that she didn’t mind if he hurt her. She just wanted him to take her fully. She wanted to show him that his cock was welcome in her body. She moved her hips forward to show him that and then moaned when the pain doubled. She had never taken such a big cock in her and while it was exciting her, she could also feel the pain that it generated in her cunt flooding all her body.

Then he rolled over and pinned her under him. Deepika liked this. This way she could spread her legs much wider and it seemed to help. She opened her legs as wide as possible and placed her feet on the floor. With those whore heels on her feet, she was able to reach the ground easily. It was as if Shekhar could feel her desire. He pushed in harder and took Deepika’s breath away as his cock almost hit rock bottom inside her with the hard thrust. He kept his mouth close to hers, kissing her lips, her cheek and her neck, making her moan as he moved his hips.

“Oh, baby!” Deepika cried out as his chest pressed down on her tits and the hot electric shock that her nipples gave her made her pussy explode. She closed her arms around his body and squeezed him like crazy while she pushed her ass up to make him fuck her deeper. He took her invitation and drilled her cunt hard and deep. Deepika felt the pressure of his cockhead slamming into her cervix and it made her already hot orgasm spike even harder. She cried out and clung to him, letting him fuck her as he wanted.

“I am your bitch, baby. Fuck me like your bitch.” She said in his ear. She was loving how long and delicious this orgasm was, she wanted it to carry on forever and she knew that his cock was the key to that “Your whore, baby, just your whore. Fuck me like your whore.”

He continued pounding her into the lounger and Deepika was going crazy with the incredible sexual heat coursing through her body.

“Roz doongi, jab loge tab doongi.” she promised him, kissing his cheek and whispering urgently in his ear “Apni kutiya bana ke rakhna. Roz chodna. Kabhi nahin rokoongi. Just fuck me like that, baby. Just like that. I love your cock, baby. Break me like that, tod do mujhe, barbaad kar do. Baby, srif tumhari kutiya hoon main.”

[I will spread for you everyday, you can fuck me when you want. Just keep me as your bitch. Fuck me daily. I will never stop you. Break me, ruin me. I am only your bitch.]

Shekhar was pounding her mercilessly and Deepika was loving the way he was using her like a whore giving her no choice, there was no doubt who was in control. He was making her his bitch like she had asked and his cock was forever going to own her life, she could see that.

Deepika was pleasantly surprised when her orgasm that was slowing down suddenly picked up again and under his rough, ruthless thrusts, her pussy exploded so hard that she felt like she was swimming in hot chocolate. Everything was hot and delicious. It felt smooth around her body. She could feel his cock heat up her body from the inside which was making the chocolate melt. If her surrender was the price to feel this bliss then Deepika had no problem in surrendering to him on his terms.

“You own this body, baby,” she whispered and loved that his cock throbbed inside her “use me as your whore. I am your whore, you know that, don’t you? I am in your power. Your property. Your bitch. Tumhari kutiya, poori tarah tumhari kutiya.”

It was not just his cock that was reacting to her words. Her own pussy was throbbing wildly as she used such dirty, degrading words that she had never used before. She was his whore now and she wanted this whore feeling to continue.

“Chodo na, baby, aise hi chodo. Jab jahan marzi ho waha chodna, achchha?” She squeezed him harder to make his chest crush her hot, firm tits “mmm, aise hi doongi. Hamesha doongi tumhein. Baby, ye lund mera maalik hai, tod do mujhe iss lund se. Chodo, randi ki tarah chodo.”

[Fuck me, baby, fuck me like that. You can fuck me when and where you want, ok? I will spread like this for you, always. Your cock owns me now. Break me on your cock. Fuck me, fuck me like a whore.]

The orgasm carried on for an amazingly long time but finally it slowed down and subsided. Deepika could still feel him hard inside her which made her pussy tingle with anticipation. She had heard him fuck Rhea for a couple of hours last night. She knew that he could break her the same way. She wanted him to break her the same way and own her like he owned Rhea. He was still fucking her and it was keeping her pussy wet and warm. He was using slower, smoother strokes now and Deepika was able to breathe.

“You, my darling, are amazing!” She cupped his face in her hands and closed her legs behind his ass while he drilled her slowly but deep “You are the man I deserve to belong to for the rest of my life.”

He smiled “Do you remember what you just promised me?”

She flashed her beautiful smile and nodded ”Roz doongi tumhein. Jab loge tab doongi. To doongi na.”

[That I will spread for you every day, whenever you want. So, I will.]

“Aur kya ban ke rahogi?” He looked down in her big, beautiful eyes.

[And what will you be?]

“Tumhari kutiya.” Deepika smiled “To rahoongi na.”

[Your bitch. So, I will be.]

“Is that so?” he slowly speeded up his strokes.

“Haan, baby, mmmmm.” Deepika could feel her body reacting to his strokes “Jab jahan chodoge chudoongi. I promised you. I am your bitch, Shekhar. Fuck me like your bitch, honey. I won’t stop you. I want you to break me, darling. I am begging you to break me and own me.”

[Where and where you want to fuck me, I will surrender to you.]

“Deepika?” He said in her ear as he was pounding her hard into the lounger.

“Yes, baby?” Her voice was a whimper.

“What are you now?”

“I am your whore, baby, your bitch. Ah!” She came hard as his cock slammed into her tight, wet cunt. He grunted like an animal and exploded inside her. Deepika cried out and pushed her ass up, pressing herself against his crotch. The next moment she felt him pumping his hot seed into her womb. She pressed her face in the crook of his neck and held tight as he marked her as his property and took her in his possession like no man had ever possessed her before. She was so hot that her blood was boiling in her veins. She could feel his hot body on top of her and he had left no doubt that she now belonged to him in every way.

She held his head in her hands and looked in his eyes “Tumhari kutiya, your bitch, your personal bitch.” She smiled “Jitni baar poochhoge utni baar boloongi. Baby, I wanted this. I wanted this from the moment I saw you. Thank you. Thank you so much for taking me in your possession. You don’t know how badly I needed this.”

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