Game Face 3: When Goddesses Surrender
Korben Hunter
Game Face 3
When Goddesses Surrender
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications, 2023
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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Table of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Rashmika as a Secretary
Chapter 2 – Aishwarya Confers with Her Father-in-law
Chapter 3 – Kajal’s Family Conference
Chapter 4 – Breakfast with Agarwals
Chapter 5 – Mayanti Comes for Good Morning
Chapter 6 – Mayanti vs. Rashmika
Chapter 7 – Bachchan Family Reunion
Chapter 8 – Parineeti’s Smart Plan
Chapter 9 – The Story of Kriti’s Shower
Chapter 10 – Parineeti’s Two Minutes
Chapter 11 – The Great Idea for Aishwarya
Chapter 12 – Rashmika Dominates the Cafetaria
Chapter 13 – Tara Gets an Assignment
Chapter 14 – Parineeti Shows Her Skill
Chapter 15 – Rashmika is Protective
Chapter 16 – Future Plans for Mayanti
Chapter 17 – Hema Malini Shopping Guide
Chapter 18 – Disha Gets Her Assignment
Chapter 19 – Parineeti’s Big Break
Chapter 20 – Agarwal Sisters Need TLC
Chapter 21 – Madhuri Comes with a Mission
Chapter 22 – Madhuri Stays for Lunch
Chapter 23 – Amisha Needs Expert Advice
Chapter 24 – Amisha and Shipra Introduce Themselves
Chapter 25 – Priyanka Being a Good Wife
Chapter 26 – Madhuri Has to Choose
Chapter 27 – Malvika Gets an Opportunity
Chapter 28 – Aishwarya Puts Her Best Foot Forward
Chapter 29 – Aishwarya Gets a Surprise
Chapter 30 – Conquest of Chitrangda Singh
Chapter 31 – Chitrangda is a Good Girl
Chapter 32 – Rashmika Talks to Aishwarya
Chapter 33 – Posing with Vikram
Chapter 34 – Rashmika Helps Aishwarya
Chapter 35 – Esha Interviews the Chairman
Chapter 36 – Aishwarya Gets Her Time with the Chairman
Chapter 37 – Esha Gupta Tries Again
Chapter 38 – Chitrangda Invites the Chairman
Chapter 39 – Aishwarya Makes the Invitation
Chapter 40 – Taapsee Needs a Hard Reminder
Chapter 41 – Munmun is Furious
Chapter 42 – Rashmika Works with the Chairman
Chapter 43 – Madhuri Debriefs Her Team
Chapter 44 – Ileana Gets a Call
Chapter 45 – Munmun Gets Fresh Intel
Chapter 46 - Rochelle Gets a Tough Assignment
Chapter 47 – Parineeti Has Intel
Chapter 48 – Kajal Brings Jewellery and Advice
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Introduction
Once again, it took me a long time to get back to this series. It’s not because I don’t like it or that I struggle to write it, it’s just that I have so many series and I usually write based on my mood and which ones I am getting more demand for.
When I started writing it, it was easy to write because there was a lot of story and things were already in flight in book two that had to be continued in this book. I face two challenges when writing this series, one, to balance so many characters as this has the most characters of any of my series, and two, trying to balance between writing about Vikram whose life has a lot of sex scenes and let the readers catch up with other characters whose lives are also very interesting sometimes with sex scenes and sometimes without.
I hope that I have managed to strike that balance and you will enjoy the book.
Thank you.
Series Info
This is the third book in this series. Here is a quick recap of 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 any way they can. 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 stunningly beautiful girls. 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. The team ambassadors themselves also don’t mind spreading their legs for the chairman as their lucrative jobs depend on the chairman being happy with their team management.
There are various businesses, corporations and NGOs each of whom can benefit in different ways from the league. Sometimes they need broadcasting rights for the games, sometimes they want sponsorship rights which will help their business. They all need the support and approval of the chairman.
In the beginning of this series we saw Vikram Indrajeet Parashar being appointed the new chairman of IPL. He is a mature, good-looking, dominant man who doesn’t mind using his power to get what he wants – beautiful girls. In the first book he took office and also started meeting the team owners and team ambassadors in the welcome party thrown for him.
The second book was about him meeting more team owners and ambassadors. It showed how powerful people craved a chance to impress the chairman and how far they would go for that. It was the story of his weekend during which he met some very rich and powerful people. He dominated and claimed beautiful woman both young and mature. He played a game of golf with a powerful businessman who owns an airline and later he went for a cruise with a gorgeous team owner and her husband.
You will find him getting back to work on Monday morning in this third book of the series. He works with Rashmika Mandanna who is a breathtaking beauty and a team owner but she has become his possession by choice. He is visited by some gorgeous beauties who know that the best way to get favour with him is to surrender to his power. He takes full advantage of every opportunity.
Hope you enjoy the story as Vikram bends these smoking hot goddesses to his will.
Chapter 1 – Rashmika as a Secretary
Monday morning.
“Good morning, boss!” Rashmika said with a cheeky smile as Vikram walked into his office suite.
“Rash? What are you doing here, girl?” he said.
“Why? Aren’t you happy to see me?” Rashmika pouted like a brat.
“I am always happy to see my little bitch, but....come on in.”
He walked into his private office and Rashmika followed. She closed the door before walking to his side of the desk. She stayed standing next to his chair as he sat down. Finally, he looked up at her with a question in his eyes. She gestured with her eyes towards his lap. He shook his head and pushed the chair back from the desk. Rashmika lowered her ass on his lap and cuddled up with her arm around his shoulder like a kitten.
She was wearing a dark red minidress in halter style that was designed to show her gorgeous body as much as possible without looking cheap. The halter strap was thin and tied behind her neck. The dress had a deep tapering neckline in a sweetheart style but much more pointed and deep. It showed her sideboobs and chest, going deeper and finishing just below her navel. The cotton fabric was thin and clung tightly to her young, fit body.
There was no back to the dress and her smooth, fair back was fully naked. The cut there was like a sweetheart neckline as well, it hugged her buttocks tight and bared two inches of her ass crack. The dress clearly showed the absence of panties and ended an inch below her ass. Her long, shapely legs were fully bare and looked very hot. Her shoes were 8” high stilettos with 4” high clear red platforms. They had thin straps that wrapped criss-cross up her legs and tied on her thighs.
She was wearing no jewellery on her arms. She had two small gold earrings in her ears. She had brushed her hair away from her face and tied in a simple loose ponytail. Her small, beautiful face looked gorgeous with her tasteful make-up. Her lipstick was dark red and matched the red of the dress. She looked dazzling hot in the simple, sexy dress and the hottest thing about her was her sweet smile which was flashing at Vikram right now. A lot of men had stared at her this morning when she walked into the office but none of them had got the benefit of that smile.
Even as she sat on his lap, she pressed her lips on his and they kissed with easy familiarity of two people who know each other’s body very well. His hands caressed her bare back, roaming all over her smooth body. He squeezed her and Rashmika moaned in his mouth as her soft, firm tits got crushed against his manly chest. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and continued to moan as she drank his saliva hungrily.
“Mmmm, sweet and delicious.” Rashmika said “Have I told you I love your saliva?”
“No, you said the same thing about my sweat, though.” He fondled her tits in that thin top and Rashmika stayed close to him like she was his to play with.
“Oh god, yeah. Mmmm, you should not remind me of that. I get so wet thinking about licking your sweaty, hot body.”
“You are such a freaky little slut.” Vikram laughed “Now, what are you doing here? Don’t you have a team to run?”
“Nothing is more important than my owner’s needs.” Rashmika flashed her sweet smile “Kiara is busy supervising your move to the mansion, so I said I will be your secretary today.”
“When did you talk to Kiara?”
“Haha, I keep track of your needs, I am your bitch. Well, she is, too. Our job is to take care of all your needs.” Rashmika smiled “I have her number and she has mine. But actually, this morning I went to your flat and she was there.”
“You are a gorgeous daughter of a rich businessman and a filmstar yourself. What do you know about being a secretary? Do you even know what a secretary does?”
“Of course, give the boss a blow job, tell people he is busy and pretend to work on the computer.” She said in her cheeky style.
“That sounds about right.” He grinned.
“Should I start with the blowjob then?”
Vikram nodded “Can I even stop you?”
Rashmika shook her head “You don’t know how much I fantasise about your dick.”
He helped her down and she got between his legs. Then opening his zip, she pulled his cock out and started licking it. It was already semi-hard from having her close now with her expert tongue working on it, it got hard like a steel rod very quickly. Rashmika looked up at him and sucked his cock like a good slut, showing him her devotion by worshipping his dick with her mouth, her tongue massaging the bottom of his meaty shaft as she took him deep in her mouth. His pre-cum was dripping on her tongue and as usual she was loving his taste. It was making her pussy wet to be serving him in the office like that. Vikram stroked her head which made her feel even more like a beloved pet. She moaned.
“Good morning, Sir.” A girl entered his office carrying a sheaf of papers.
Vikram nodded “Good morning, Taapsee.”
“Sir, ma’am has sent these profiles,” Taapsee Pannu was an HR executive in the IPL office who had been working there for a while and knew that Vikram didn’t like people to knock and ask permission “for the office staff you want for your needs. She was asking which ones of these are urgent?”
“Hmmm, well,” Vikram continued to stroke Rashmika’s head who was just sucking his cock not caring about anything else, while he looked at the papers that Taapsee put on his desk “I need a filing clerk right away, and a legal clerk.”
Taapsee could clearly see Rashmika through the glass desk. Of course, she knew Rashmika as a filmstar and a team owner. She licked her lips “Sir, we sent you five girls for your personal secretary role. You selected one. Can any of the other four work as a clerk?”
“For filing clerk yes, I will take a look at those four but mmmm,” He closed his eyes as his balls got tight, he pulled Rashmika’s hair “slow down, whore. Yes, for legal clerk I will need someone with legal training.”
“Oh.” Taapsee swallowed, this was the first time she was seeing his massive cock “So someone like a para legal?”
“Yes, exactly.”
She nodded “Ok, Sir. I will get profiles for you and I will send those four girls to you.”
“Not all at once.” Vikram’s fingers were combing Rashmika’s hair as she was sucking his thick cock in and out, moving her soft, plump lips along his meaty shaft, but trying to keep her movements slow even when she got really excited “Tell Mahima to send the most promising one first.”
“Ok, Sir.” Taapsee turned to go .
“Taapsee!”
“Yes, Sir?” She turned to him again.
“Darling, you are a really hot girl, dress like it.” He said “That skirt is way too long and that top, no, it covers too much.”
Taapsee was wearing a smart sleeveless long top and a pencil skirt that didn’t quite reach her knees. She knew Vikram liked girls to be dressed in sexy, skimpy clothes and his secretary did not use to wear panties on his orders. But Taapsee worked in HR outside of his influence and being a shy girl she ignored his preferences. She knew his reputation. Even before becoming the chairman he worked from this office and he liked to fuck pretty girls in his office. He had never fucked Taapsee but she had been in the office many times when Vikram had fucked her boss, Mahima Chaudhary, in her office. He used to come to HR for work often and every time they had a private meeting in her cabin, Taapsee could hear Mahima’s screams for at least an hour. Now that she had got a glimpse of his dick, she knew the reason for those screams.
“Sorry, Sir.” She said “It won’t happen again.”
After becoming chairman, not just HR but every department of IPL was in Vikram’s control. If he wanted Taapsee to wear short skirts, she had a choice of wearing short skirt or leaving the job. She needed the job. She would buy short skirts.
“Good. You may go.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Taapsee walked away slowly, she could clearly feel that it won’t be long before she would have to spread her legs for him. She was just opening the door to exit when she heard his animalistic grunt followed by Rashmika’s moan. She guessed that he had just cum in Rashmika’s mouth. Her legs were trembling as she walked to the lift. The man who could keep gorgeous filmstars as his bitches, Taapsee would have no chance of resisting his power.
It was the power that Rashmika was loving as he fucked her face and fed her his hot, creamy cum. She kept her hot, red lips tightly wrapped around his pulsating cock and drank his cum. Then she licked his balls clean and smiled up at him.
“Now, that is my favourite drink.” She said.
“Good. Let’s go to the cafeteria for some breakfast.”
Rashmika shook her head “You just fed me my breakfast, Sir, but I will give you company.”
Chapter 2 – Aishwarya Confers with Her Father-in-law
Aishwarya greeted her father-in-law at the Arrivals with a nice hug and brought him to the car. Once they were in the car and AB had put up the privacy partition after saying hello to the driver she came into his arms and greeted him properly with an open-mouthed kiss. AB squeezed her soft, warm body in his arms and rubbed her bare back slowly as they sucked each other’s lips. She was wearing a backless halter dress in white that looked good on her fair body. It was a short dress that covered her mid-thighs and left the rest of her legs bare. She pressed tight against him and pushed her tongue into his mouth. They kept the hot, passionate kiss going until they were both breathless then broke the kiss but stayed in a loose, intimate embrace.
“You are looking beautiful, darling.” AB said, slowly fondling her breast.
“Thank you, Papa.” Aishwarya sat in her seat and brought her left hand to his lap, she rubbed his thigh and easily let her hand move further, caressing his dick that was outlined in his trousers now “I am so glad your shoot finished early and you could come home. I need you so badly.”
AB put his arm around her and rubbed her smooth back as they both faced the front now. He leaned in and whispered in her ear “Need me like a bahurani or a whore?”
Aishwarya gently squeezed his dick then continued rubbing it “Both, papa, I have not had you in me for so long, but I also need your advice in handling VIP.”
Passing his arm under her armpit, AB squeezed Aishwarya’s soft breast in that thin dress “I am looking forward to banging you as well, honey, and of course, I will help you with VIP. But that matter seemed to be settled when we had the video call, Abhi knew that you will need to become his whore and he was willing to help.”
“I thought so, too, papa,” She kept her hand casually rubbing his dick “but it’s always tricky with Abhi. He hates to face facts. He accepts that I will need to take VIP’s dick in me, but he doesn’t get it that I will actually have to become his whore.”
“He always had that problem.” AB said “He knew I was banging you the whole time before your marriage but he still doesn’t acknowledge that you belong to me.”
“Yes, even today he has gone out because he knows that you will drill me as soon as you come home.”
AB shook his head “What can I do with that boy? What is he saying about the dinner and movie night plan with VIP?”
“I think he will accept that but he would prefer VIP to fuck me behind closed doors.” Aishwarya said.
“What? Is he crazy? The whole thing with VIP is about power.” He squeezed and kneaded her breast “Darling, you are a miss World, literally the most beautiful girl in the world, but for VIP, well, we are offering you to him as fuckmeat. Literally as fuckmeat. He would fuck you as and when he wants, and don’t think that he would want to nail you only once.”
“You know something about him, papa?” Aishwarya was curious.
“I didn’t, but since I talked to you I have talked to Katrina.”
“Oh yes, she was your whore during Boom shooting, no?” Aishwarya closed her fist around his cock feeling his cock throbbing in her hand “Do you still bang her?”
“Not very regularly.” AB said “But I have casually nailed her a couple of times.”
“And what did she say about VIP?”
“Well, you know she is his bitch now?”
“Oh, wow. She is?”
“Yes, yes. She wanted to find a way to impress him so she could get an ambassador job.” AB said “I had advised her to go to his office in a short, slutty dress and offer herself to him.”
“I see. Did it work? Well, obviously it worked if she’s his bitch now.”
“Exactly. He fucked her that evening then took her home from the party. The same party where he told you that you need to dress more like a whore.”
“Yes, I am trying. And I do remember Kat’s dress. She looked really hot and yes,” Aishwarya remembered “I do remember, she was hanging on to VIP in the party.”
“He took her home from the party and used her all night. Now she is his personal bitch and he already got her an ambassador job with Madhuri’s team.”
“Oh, my god, it’s so plain, she surrendered to him, he fucked her like a whore, and she got a big favour from him.”
“Cannot be any more simple than that, darling.” AB squeezed her breast harder “Uski kutiya to tumhein banna padega, if you want anything from him.”
[You will have to become his bitch.]
“Main to ready hoon, papa,” Aishwarya started rubbing his dick with her other hand and lowered her head on his shoulder “abhi bolo to abhi jaa ke uska lund apni gaand mein le loon, maine kab mana kiya, but chance to mile.”
[I am ready, papa, if you say I will go and take his cock in my ass this moment, I am fully willing, but I need a chance.]
“Baby, chance you will have to take. That man has no shortage of pussy. Choot ki kami nahin hai usse, but you need his help, tumhein jaa ke usko deni padegi.”
[He has no shortage of pussy, you will have to go and seduce him.]
His dick was getting rock hard even as he was advising his gorgeous daughter-in-law to go and become another man’s whore.
“See, you understand that from there, and Abhi doesn’t get it even after meeting the man that he won’t come and say ‘Aish, I want to fuck you.’ I will have to go and show him that I can be a good whore for him, then only we will get anywhere with him.”
“Now, I am here, dear. We will work on it together.” AB continued to play with her breast “This week is crucial when he is still new in the role. It would be different if this was some normal government official but IPL is a different beast altogether. All the team owners are actresses and they are all whores like you. They won’t wait for him to settle in his role, they will try and get under him as soon as possible.”
“Papa, it’s already started. He already fucked a couple of girls in the party. I feel like he would have nailed me too, if I had dressed right. He even said he liked my whore looks better.”
“Of course, dear, you are not the only fuckmeat for him,” AB brought his hand to her leg and slowly caressed her smooth, bare thigh “if you don’t show up with open legs and a wet pussy, he will have many others who will. You should have gone to the party in a short dress so he could enter you right away in a corner.”
“He’s not a corner type man, papa, he was playing with the hot sluts right there like they belonged to him. And of course, as you said, they were good whores, they were cooperating fully.”
“So, why weren’t you in a short dress there, ready to take his dick like a good whore?”
“Papa, I was going to but Abhi convinced me that a saree with backless blouse would be better. He said it would go great with my Miss World image and VIP would be impressed.”
“This is the problem, Aishu, when Abhi is stupid himself that’s one thing, but when he corrupts your mind with such non-sense....you are such a good whore otherwise, but, oh well....”
“Sorry, papa, but you can see why I need you. Only you can make me the whore he would like.” She squeezed his dick in her warm hand, he was rock hard and throbbing.
“You are a good whore, Aishu, you just get in your own way at times. But I am here and I will help you.”
They got to AB’s house where they all lived. His wife Hema Malini Bachchan greeted him with a kiss and asked “Are you hungry or want to sleep first?”
He casually grabbed her ass in front of Aishwarya and said “I will take a shower first.”
“Yes, Sir.”
AB went towards his bedroom and Hema went into the other room. She came back with a towel “Aishu, take this to him. I will make something to eat, he will be hungry afterwards....and don’t get that dress wet, we’ll need to send it to the dry cleaners.” She called out as Aishwarya went towards her father-in-law’s bedroom.
Chapter 3 – Kajal’s Family Conference
“God, di, I am sore all over,” Nisha said “but I feel so amazing.”
Kajal smiled as she looked at her sister’s reflection in the mirror that they were both facing while doing their make up “You feel sore? Meri gaand maari unhone raat mein.”
[He fucked my ass in the night.]
“In the night? When?” Gautham asked. He was also in the yacht bathroom with them, lathering up his face for shaving and waiting for the mirror. After last night, he was picking up these sex related words in Hindi.
“Yes, baby, you remember I slept with his dick jammed up my ass?” Kajal said.
“Well, you asked for it.” Nisha said.
“Like you would not have begged for it if I had let you.” Kajal said.
“Could you sleep like that?” Gautham asked.
“No, baby, I was moaning and begging him to fuck my ass within the hour.” Kajal moved from the mirror and gave space to him. Both the girls were fully naked and so was Gautham. After last night’s events there didn’t seem to be any point in false modesty.
“Then?” Gautham forgot about shaving and looked at his wife.
Kajal laughed “Then what, baby, gaand maari unhone meri. And he dumped his load in my bowels. Then I was able to sleep finally with his cum in my belly.”
[He nailed my ass.]
“But....” Gautham’s dick was already rising up “didn’t you scream? Did nobody wake up?”
“Of course, I screamed.” Kajal smiled “Have you seen his dick? It’s like having a marble pillar up your ass. It fucking hurts. But nobody woke up from my screams, everybody was too exhausted, it seems.”
“Jiju, why are you getting hard?” Nisha casually wrapped her fingers around Gautham’s dick and he moaned.
“That....I mean....” His face turned red with shame.
“Di, does jiju like it when somebody uses you like a whore?” Nisha asked knowing the answer very well already.
“Not somebody, sis, only VIP.” Kajal said “Who else has the guts to pound a cinema star like a whore in front of her rich husband?”
“Yes, he has guts.” Nisha agreed casually teasing her brother-in-law’s little dick in front of his wife “Di, how big you think VIP’s dick is, four times of jiju’s little dick or five times?”
“Four times for sure,” Kajal said “maybe even five.”
The casual degradation by both his wife and his sister-in-law was making Gautham’s cock throb like crazy. He had forgotten about the shaving cream lather on his face which was drying up.
“Di, can you actually feel jiju’s pencil dick in you?”
“Not in my pussy for sure,” Kajal said “but in my ass, just barely.”
“But now that VIP has stretched your ass?“ Nisha said.
“Oh, now, I won’t feel it, I know that, but then don’t you remember what Sir said?” Kajal said “He is not allowed to fuck me any more.”
“Di, that was some breakfast, wasn’t it?” Nisha said.
“Best of my life.” Kajal said thinking back to this morning.
Chapter 4 – Breakfast with Agarwals
Monday morning on the yacht. Vikram walked into richly decorated dining room on the yacht to find the Agarwal family already there. He was only wearing loose shorts and no shirt. Both Kajal and Nisha greeted him with French kisses. He stripped them naked right away.
As he sat in a chair, both sisters knelt at his feet. Vikram talked to Gautham casually while his wife and sister-in-law sucked Vikram’s dick in front of him. The three actresses were fully naked and serving breakfast. Vikram facefucked Kajal and Nisha while he talked to Gautham who was rubbing his dick frantically. When Vikram was ready to cum, he stood up, grabbed Kajal’s bowl of cereal and pumped his cum into the bowl.
Both sisters ate the cereal soaked in Vikram’s cum while looking at Gautham. Gautham came before they had finished the bowl. Both were licking their lips and making comments about how delicious Vikram’s cum was. That had pushed Gautham over the edge. Vikram had not allowed him to go and change out of the cum-soaked underwear.
While Vikram had breakfast, he talked to all three of them. He made a point of not using Kajal and Nisha’s names. He called Kajal “whore” and Nisha “cunt”. Within minutes the girls were fully trained and responding to those names as if they had had those names since childhood. Gautham could not help but moan. The girls stayed completely naked as per Vikram’s wishes.
After he finished eating, he snapped his fingers looking at Nisha. She quickly came and knelt between his legs. He told Kajal to bend over the table across from Gautham and wait to be fucked. Nisha sucked his cock while Kajal waited her turn to be fucked. Gautham could see them both and his arousal was apparent in his constant moans. He knew both his wife and her sister were gorgeous girls, sexy actresses with millions of fans. Kajal was especially popular and Gautham had seen guys literally form a line to dance with her. To see that same gorgeous goddess bent over and waiting her turn to be fucked, it was fucking with his mind in a way that was making him helplessly hard again.
Gautham asked Vikram’s permission to get naked and had been given it. He rubbed his little dick while watching Kajal hot and breathless even as she waited for Vikram’s dick like a fucktoy. Vikram let Nisha suck his dick until she made him rock hard, then he stepped behind Kajal and stuffed his cock in her wet, hot cunt. Watching his dick go from one sister’s mouth to the other sister’s cunt, Gautham trembled with so much heat in his body that he could feel his cock throbbing between his legs. He started rubbing it, he had no control.
Vikram fucked Kajal ruthlessly deep and made her look into Gautham’s eyes while she was taking his dick. Gautham was trembling all over now. Vikram slapped Kajal’s gorgeous tits and Gautham jumped in his seat. Vikram drilled her cunt hard and deep while slapping her tits, making them bounce with each blow. She came so hard that her knees folded. Vikram grabbed her by the hair, pressed her down on the table and fucked her ass. He stuffed his massive dick up her ass and fucked her hard, making her scream with the ruthlessly deep strokes. Gautham came uncontrollably hard as he watched his filmstar wife assfucked like a whore.
Pulling her hair, Vikram made her look into her husband’s eyes while she got her ass destroyed by the older man’s powerful cock.
“Who is my whore, Kajal?” Vikram said as he drilled her ass brutally deep.
“I am your whore, Sir.” Kajal said breathlessly. There was no way she was going to resist while his cock was drilling her anal canal in and out “I belong to your cock.”
“Did you hear that, Gautham?” Vikram looked at him and Gautham shook “You know who owns her now?”
Gautham swallowed and nodded “Yes, Sir. She is your whore, completely your bitch.”
“Then what do you own?” Vikram pushed him.
It made Gautham think.
“Jiju, you don’t own shit. Admit it.” Nisha said.
“Nothing Sir, I don’t own shit.” Gautham admitted.
Vikram fully destroyed Kajal’s ass while degrading Gautham until he understood that both his wife and sister-in-law now belonged to the powerful chairman.
“You are not allowed to fuck either of them now.” Vikram pointed to his little dick “That pathetic little thing you call a dick, you will not put it in either of them. Do you understand?”
Gautham understood “Yes, Sir.”
“But you are going to take care of both of them. They are my property. You will serve them as they need.”
“Yes, Sir. I won’t give you any reason to complain, Sir.” Gautham nodded “I will take care of them both...”
“Good.”
Kajal was extremely hot watching her new owner control and dominate the situation like a boss. She came hard while he pounded her ruthlessly on the hard table. Her tits were grinding on it, crushed under his hard use.
“Sir, may I ask a favour?” Gautham said, gathering his courage.
Vikram nodded.
“May I....Sir, may I come and visit Kajal while she’s living as your whore?” Gautham asked “I love to see a real man use her like she was meant to be used.”
“I will think about it.” Vikram said and Gautham had to accept that.
Kajal came two more times before Vikram was ready to cum. He pulled his cock out of her ass, had both sisters kneel on the deck and came all over their naked bodies. Gautham’s dick jerked and gushed out with cum as he watched the superior man mark his whores by showering them in his cum. He made them rub his cum into their skin and told Gautham to help. He told them they were not allowed to shower for twenty-four hours. Both whores accepted his commands with bowed heads. Then they licked him clean and even licked up his cum drops from the deck where they had fallen. Gautham had never seen Kajal do anything like that. He moaned as he watched his goddess wife lower down on hands and knees to lick up the older man’s cum from the deck.
Both the girls stayed naked until they wished farewell to Vikram and he treated them like he owned them. They both begged him to fuck them again as soon as possible. He promised to call them to his new residence to use them.
Chapter 5 – Mayanti Comes for Good Morning
Mayanti Langer was a smart and sexy woman. She knew she needed to stay in the chairman’s mind if she hoped to have him in her corner. She had taken a routine assignment today which was well below her pay grade, just because it was in the IPL office building. She came first to see Vikram.
“Good morning, Sir.” She smiled as she walked into his office. Rashmika had not stopped her as she knew who she was and also knew that she now belonged to Vikram. Although he had told her, he didn’t have to. When she had watched Mayanti interview him on camera, Rashmika could easily guess that Mayanti was going to take his dick in her right after the interview.
“Damn, did you dress for a fashion show today, cunt? “Vikram looked her up and down.
Being on camera, Mayanti knew how to dress up and make-up to look stunning. She was not a slim girl like a supermodel but she kept her body tight and toned with lots of hard work. She had big, heavy breasts perfectly suited for her frame and she liked to feature them on camera, something that her fans loved her for. Today she was wearing a two-tone dress which was tight around her firm, well-toned body. The top was a pink cotton one shoulder top, with the single strap fastened just below her right shoulder with a broach. There was a diagonal slash in the tight top that bared her sideboobs in a lovely, mouth-watering cleavage. The top was squeezing her big, heavy tits together and up, still leaving a nice expanse of bare chest between them. There was no bra there, another habit that her fans loved and the top was thin enough that her hard nipples were poking through visibly.
The bottom part of the dress was a tight cotton micromini in a mustard yellow colour. Men loved seeing her long, shapely legs in her short dresses but today she had chosen a dress that was showing even her mid-thighs. The tight, thin dress just barely covered her upper thighs. There were many debates in online forums about the guess that Mayanti didn’t usually wear panties. In today’s thin dress, that debate could be settled. The dress was hugging her ass so tightly that even a thong could not be worn inside. Her dark hair was brushed to a sheen and framing her lovely long face. The hair was only long enough to reach a few inches below her shoulder and wasn’t hiding the bare back in that sexy dress. She was wearing 5” high black stilettos with one inch platforms. Her lips were painted in glossy, dark red lipstick, a trick she used to bring attention to her soft, plump lips while on camera.
“It’s all for you, Sir.” She smiled as she walked up on those slut heels “Did you forget that I am your bitch now?”
Vikram got out of his chair and received her in the middle of the huge office. He took her in his arms, his hand easily going to her tight, curvaceous ass “How can I forget owning such a beautiful bitch?”
She smiled and pressed her big, hot tits on his chest as she turned her face up “It’s sweet of you still keep me in you possession even when you have the gorgeous goddesses of screen in your collection now.”
He cupped her cheek in his left hand and pulled her closer until her face was very close to his “Stop being such a modest cunt or I will have to spank you before I nail you.”
“And I will mind that because....?” She inched closer, her lips almost touching his, her breath hot on his lips.
Vikram pressed his lips on her and squeezed her ass as he kissed her hard. Mayanti’s response was immediately submissive. She crushed her hot, heavy, braless tits on his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him with a fervour that showed that she was not just his whore for her career. She opened her legs and ground her pussy shamelessly on his crotch, leaving no doubt that she was available for whatever he wanted to do to her. He had fucked her on his first day in office on Friday and she had become his whore. Now as she pressed her hot body against his manly frame, she wanted him to remember that and claim her again. She had dressed hot and sexy not just for the camera but to entice him into banging her again.
She smiled when the first words out of his mouth after they broke the breathless, passionate kiss were “It would not be nice to let you go unfucked from here.”
“No, it would not be nice.” She smiled “Especially after you just made me soaking wet.”
As if on cue, her cameraman, Rajat, entered the office “Maya, they are ready for us.”
“Rajat, I need some time.” She said without turning her head and without even trying to get out of Vikram’s arms. The people in Star Sports already knew that Mayanti was now the new chairman’s whore, a fact that she was proud of.
“But Maya....”
“Oye!” Mayanti only half turned towards him “They are changing the menu of IPL cafeteria, not the history of India. They can wait for a while.”
“I will shoot some B-roll then in the meantime.” Rajat went away with his tail between his legs.
“You are covering the cafeteria today?” Vikram continued to knead her ass cheeks as he kept her close.
“They have changed the menu to include more healthy and vegan items.” Mayanti nodded “I am covering that.”
“Isn’t that much smaller than the stories you usually cover?”
She cupped his cheek and caressed his face softly “How can you be so smart and not get this simple thing? Your bitch is here to see you. Kutiya apne maalik ke paas aayi hai. Story is just an excuse.”
[The bitch has come to visit her owner.]
“Then I really can’t let you go unfucked.”
“You definitely should not, Sir.”
“But your dress and make-up? You know how I fuck.”
She leaned in, pressing her hot tits harder on his chest as she kissed his cheek and said in his ear “Aap kutiya ki tarah chodo, baaki main dekh loongi.”
[You nail me like a bitch. I will manage the rest.]
“Let’s save the dress at least.” He untied her broach and took off her dress. He dropped the dress on his desk and turned to look at her gorgeous, naked body.
Mayanti followed him to his big office sofa and lay down on her back as he guided. Vikram’s cock was too hard already to come out of his zip so he opened his pants. Mayanti took his heavy, hard shaft in her hand and rubbed it slowly as he got on top of her.
She said “My husband is really angry with you.”
“Why?” Vikram closed his mouth around her nipple and sucked her hot, big breast hard.
“Mmmm, I could not stop talking about your dick all weekend. You stretched me so wide, now I can’t feel his dick in me.” Vikram sucked the other breast and she arched her back “I told him I would be thinking about you every time he fucked me now.”
Vikram slapped her tits, making her yelp then sucked them. Her big, well-rounded tits were making him really hard. She was a hot woman and also very smart. The combination was making Vikram want to crush her hard.
“So, you told him you are my bitch now?” He squeezed her tits hard, making her nipples poke out then licked her nipples. Mayanti gasped as the blood-engorged nipples were electrified by his hot tongue.
“He needed to know, Sir.” She guided his cock to her pussy hole and pushed up to try and take him in her. It didn’t work, his cockhead was too big to enter her tight cunt without sufficient force “I don’t want him finding out from somewhere else and I am proud of being your whore.”
Vikram paused then pushed in with his hips. His cockhead stretched her pussy and popped into her tight hole.
“Ah, mar gayee!” Mayanti screamed as the hot pain flooded her body. She kept her legs open and pushed up with her ass, already hungry for more of the same pain.
Outside in the secretary’s office, Rashmika smiled as she heard Mayanti’s scream. She had already guessed that Mayanti was Vikram’s bitch and she could see that Mayanti had come this morning to be fucked. Rashmika was proud of Vikram that he owned the hottest reporter that all Indians lusted after. She was also proud of herself that she had secured her place in his collection before it was too late.
Mayanti pulled him on top of her so his chest was crushing her big, soft tits. She kissed his neck and moved with him as he started to fuck her with in and out strokes.
“Chodo, Sir.” She said in his ear “Aise hi, randi ki tarah. You have no idea how much I need this, how much I have craved this.”
[Fuck me, Sir. Just like this, like a whore.]
He pushed further into her and Mayanti moaned even louder with so much satisfaction in her voice that Rashmika listening to it became hungry for Vikram’s cock herself. She could remember well how his massive cock felt inside her tight pussy. Mayanti was feeling that pleasure and urging him to use her hard.
“Please, Sir, you know you own me.” She rubbed his back “Apna maal samajh ke chodo, ah yes, you are the boss, Sir, you are my owner. Fuck me like your bitch. Mmm, god, yes.!”
[Fuck me like your property.]
She came hard and loved that he slammed her harder into the sofa when her pussy erupted. She arched her back and took his hard, throbbing cock deeper into her hungry cunt, soaking his meaty shaft in her cunt juices. Her tits were being crushed by his chest. Her heart was beating insanely fast. She was fully in his control and the feeling was incredibly erotic. She was thankful to the universe that had brought him in her life.
“You know, don’t you,” She panted as she whispered in his ear “that I am totally a slave to your dick? I became your whore for my career, but you know very well that I am completely your whore now, with no reservations, no conditions, no agenda.”
“Isn’t that the best way to be a good whore for your owner?” He smiled in her eyes and continued drilling her.
“Mhmm, I am your whore, do whatever you want with me.”
“Open your mouth.” He said.
Without any hesitation, Mayanti opened her mouth. Vikram looked in her eyes and slowly let his saliva dribble from his tongue into her mouth. Mayanti moaned and her body jerked as she came again. She swallowed his saliva and opened her mouth again while her pussy was pulsing and pumping out her hot cum, bathing his throbbing beast from head to the base. Vikram squeezed her in his arms and drilled her hard, sucking her neck, her smell making his cock throb even harder. He slammed her ass into the sofa with his powerful, ruthless strokes.
“Yes, Sir, yes, Sir,” Mayanti breathed, she could feel his urgency “chodo na, zor se. Aap ki kutiya hoon main. Kutiya ki tarah ragdo. Tod do mujhe, poori tarah tod do. Hay, oh ma, yes, please, Sir, please, cum in me, I need your load in me to feel like the whore I am. Hay, baby, yes, please pound me like your bitch.”
[Fuck me, hard. I am your bitch. Fuck me like a bitch. Break me, break me completely.]
Vikram kept using her hard, making her his whore with each rough, brutally deep stroke. His cockhead was hitting her cervix and Mayanti was yelping with the hot pain and pressure.
“Argh!” Vikram grunted like a wild animal as his cock exploded like a bomb inside Mayanti’s hot cunt. He kept ploughing her cunt hard and rough while his cock pumped his hot, potent load into her womb, marking in a way that only a real man can mark his possession.
The heat rose in Mayanti’s hot body and she erupted around his cock with a loud scream. She pressed her face in the crook of his neck and arched her back, pushing her ass up again and again to welcome his cock and his hot seed into her body. He was flooding her womb with his searing hot cum and Mayanti was so proud like she had just won an award.
“Sometimes,” She panted a little as her orgasm was still going on though subsiding “you think about something and wonder if it was as good as you remember. And then....well, you blew my mind and made me proud that I am your whore. Thank you so much, Sir.”
“I didn’t have any such doubts,” he smiled looking in her eyes “I remember how long I have watched you on TV and wanted to jam my dick into you.”
“Mmmm, you do make a girl feel good.” She kissed his cheek “I know what gorgeous whores you have now. Shweta Tiwari is such a stunning whore and now she is your whore. Aap ne uski beti ko choda ki nahin? Palak Tiwari is young but hot, and she is a total slut like her mother.”
[Did you nail her daughter or not?]
He smiled and continued fucking her slowly “You know a lot, cunt.”
“I am your whore but I am also a reporter, Sir.” She smiled “I had told you Kajal Agarwal and her sister were total sluts. Kajal is amazingly sexy. You own them both now, don’t you?”
“Yes, that was a good tip. Kajal and her sister are both my property now.”
“Can I tell you, will you believe me if I tell you how happy I am that you are building your stable already? There is so much good fuckmeat for you here to claim.” Mayanti squeezed his dick with her pussy.
“I agree, and the intel you gave me was quite useful.”
“My pleasure to help you build your stable of whores, Sir.” Mayanti pulled him closer again so she could feel his chest on her tits “I have some more. You met the Akkineni family yesterday. Do you know that their airline is in trouble?”
“No, I didn’t. But I know they want the title sponsorship.” Vikram was still inside her and they were grinding together as they talked.
“They don’t just want it, Sir, they need it. Mmmm.” Mayanti moaned as he sucked her breast “They need it like a dying man needs oxygen. Without the IPL support this year, they won’t see next year’s sun. I can tell you that if they got no business from IPL this time, they will be selling their planes next year. If they got some business, they may survive. If they got title sponsorship, they will be on the track to recovery.”
“So, you think I should give it to them?”
Mayanti shook her head “That’s your decision, Sir. Your bitch can only tell you things you need to know.”
“Good answer.” He sucked her other breast this time.
“They need your help desperately. Dominate them, control them, do what you want with them. They will surrender to you without question. You have already nailed Sam, mmmm, and Rakul also, but please, don’t ignore the mother, Amala Akkineni.”
“Why do you say that?”
“She’s the real brain in the family, Sir. A good looking woman but very smart also. And....” She touched her lips to his ear “since her husband the great Nagarjuna is not able to satisfy her, she will become your devoted whore once you gave her a taste of this magnificent beast.” She squeezed his semi-hard cock in her pussy.”
“Yes, I think she’s a hot bitch.”
“That she is, and she will be loyal bitch under your control, I can assure you that. And speaking of loyalty, mmmmm,” Mayanti moaned as she felt him grow hard inside her again “you haven’t banged Anushka Shetty yet, have you?”
“No, I am making her wait.”
“Mmmm, what a smart man you are.” Mayanti kissed his neck “You humiliated her during the golf game and it has made her desperate. Now she will be ready to be your bitch whenever you want. She will go on the offensive herself soon, just mark my words.”
“She is a superhot whore, I want to nail her,” Vikram started moving his hips fucking her in and out with slow strokes as his cock grew harder “but bitches need to know their place.”
“Yes, Sir, mmmmm,” Mayanti rubbed his back with her hands roaming over his fit body “usko kutiya bana ke rakhna. On short leash. I feel that once you break her, she will be a loyal bitch to you. If anyone can break that whore, it’s you.”
[Make her your bitch and keep her.]
“Speaking of that, I am testing Sam and Rakul. I have a plan but I will need your help.” Vikram stopped to suck her neck and Mayanti let out a long, hot moan as her pussy throbbed.
“Main to aap ki kutiya hoon, Sir. Jo aap bologe karoongi.” She groaned as his cockhead pressed on her cervix “Please fuck me, Sir. Zor se chodo na, please?”
[I am your bitch, Sir. I will do what you tell me. Fuck me hard, please.]
He increased his strokes and drilled her wet, hot cunt hard and fast. Within seconds Mayanti cried out and came all over his throbbing cock. She pushed her ass and met his hard, forceful strokes, loving the feeling of complete helplessness that he aroused in her.
“Sir....one more thing....” She breathed when her orgasm slowed down “my channel owner, Mr. Amarjeet Chawla, wants to meet you.”
“Ok.” He slowed his strokes but kept going fully deep in her cunt “I can make some time next week.”
“Thank you, Sir. It will be good for my reputation if I can arrange a meeting for him with you.”
“Sure, fix a time, I will come to your channel office.”
“If you want he will come here, Sir.”
“No, I will come there.” He moved his hips and fucked her with a smooth, harder rhythm now “I want to nail you in your own office.”
“Oh, god, mere office mein loge meri? Meri repo ban jayegi.”
[You will nail me in my office? It will be great for my reputation.]
“Yes, that’s why.” He smiled and drilled her harder as he could feel her pussy pulsing around his cock.
“Sir, he has a daughter, Surveen. She’s very hot and very slutty.” Mayanti was feeling her body getting hotter and reaching that point of no return “Sir, aap ki....ah....aap ki....oh ma!”
Her pussy exploded hard and then the only words out of her mouth were dirty words coming out as yelps and moans. Vikram kept pounding her hard and deep, his cockhead hitting her cervix with each forceful thrust.
“Jaan le li aapne meri.” She panted and kissed his neck “This is why I am your whore and always will be.”
[You just killed me.]
“Good.” He kissed her cheek “What were you saying about Surveen Chawla?”
“Sir, she’s very gorgeous, such a sexy body. Aap ki kutiya ban jayegi.”
[She will be an easy bitch for you.]
“You think so?”
“Mhmm, very sure, Sir. She’s a slut, a total slut.” Mayanti said “Her father is trying to get her working as head of programming in Star Sports, but she likes to do acting and modelling. You can help her in both. Aap jaise loge wo degi. Aap ki kutiya ban ke rahegi.”
[She will spread for you easily. She will be your loyal bitch.]
“Good. I will make sure to check her out when I come for the meeting.”
“She will be there. He will want that, but I will make sure she is there and dressed for you.” Mayanti’s breath was getting heavy again “Aap wahin le lena uski, ya ghar le jana. She will be a willing whore for you.”
[You can fuck her there, or take her home.]
“Mmm, good.” Vikram pounded her harder and Mayanti erupted again. Her orgasm was hot and savage, making her cry out with each hot electric bolt that shot off from her pussy and electrified her body.
Vikram’s balls were tight, he could feel his cock getting ready to blow. He waited until the peak of her orgasm was over then pulled out of her cunt. Before he could reach her mouth where he planned to go, his cock exploded and his hot creamy cum landed on Mayanti’s beautiful face. She gasped. Vikram moved back and pumped his next load on her tits and chest. Mayanti arched her back and cried out as her pussy rocked with aftershocks.
“Fuck! Sorry, I know you have camera appearance just after this.” Vikram said.
“Mmmm, this is your reward for you whore, Sir.” Mayanti rubbed his sticky hot cum into her chest and face. She licked her fingers “Mmmm, god, how I love your cum!”
She took his hand and knelt between his legs. He stroked her head as she sucked his clean, eating his cum from his dick.
“By the way, Sir,” Mayanti said two minutes later as she picked her dress from his desk “Rashmika? The girl who is the national crush, every man in India worships her like a goddess, and you made her your bitch? Only you could do that!”
Vikram smiled “She is beautiful, loyal and a very good whore. I am happy to have her as my possession.”
“Absolutely, Sir. You deserve a reliable whore like that and she deserves the best owner. It’s a great match.”
Chapter 6 – Mayanti vs. Rashmika
“Thank you, Rashmika,” Mayanti stopped at Rashmika’s desk as she exited Vikram’s office “for letting me see him.”
“No problem.” Rashmika smiled “I could see that you were his whore. He nailed you after that interview on Friday, didn’t he?”
“And here I thought I was the reporter.” Mayanti laughed “How did you know?”
“It was written all over your face that you were more interested in taking his dick than the interview.”
“Wow! You are good.” Mayanti said “And here I was proud that I knew he took you home from the party and now he owns you.”
“Everybody knows that.” Rashmika shrugged “Or they will. I am proud of being his bitch.”
“That’s why you are being his secretary while his real secretary is busy moving him to the new mansion?” Mayanti smiled.
“I will do anything he needs. I am his bitch, it’s my job to serve him.”
“I am glad to hear that.” Mayanti nodded “Look, Rashmika, I know what opportunistic whores actresses are. I am sure you are not like that,” she put her hands on her desk and leaned over “but if you ever hurt him in anyway, I will destroy you!”
Rashmika laughed “That’s funny.”
“I mean it.” Mayanti frowned “It’s not funny.”
“Yes, it is, because that’s what I wanted to tell you.” Rashmika got up and looked in her eyes “I know what ungrateful cunts reporters are. If you are his whore that’s good, but if you try to screw him over, I will cut your throat!”
For a tense moment both girls stared into each other’s eyes with menace in their pretty faces. Then Mayanti reached out and hugged Rashmika.
“I like you, girl.” She said “I really like you.”
Rashmika pushed her away “I am serious.”
Mayanti nodded “I know. That’s why I like you. We understand each other. I won’t ever do anything to hurt him, and I know that you won’t either. Have a nice day.”
Chapter 7 – Bachchan Family Reunion
Aishwarya wiped AB down, taking care to rub every inch of his tall, naked body with the towel. She paid special attention to his dick and balls. The result was that he was semi-hard by the time she stopped and his cock was still rising up. Aishwarya put the towel away, went on her knees and started sucking his cock. He moaned and stroked her head as she worked on his hardening shaft with her tongue, using her soft lips to massage it back and forth.
“Kahan lenge, papa?” She looked up at him when he was fully hard and erect.
[Where do you want to fuck me?]
“On the bed, darling. Let’s go.”
When they got to the bed, Aishwarya get on her back and opened her legs. She knew it was her father-in-law’s favourite position to fuck in though she preferred to ride him as she could get his dick deeper into her pussy that way. It was an average-sized dick but a big improvement on her husband’s small tool. Also, AB knew how to use it to satisfy her, something her husband didn’t have any clue about. He placed his dick on her pussy hole and pushed in. Aishwarya moaned.
She did Kegel exercises very regularly to keep her pussy tight. Her husband’s still didn’t have much of an effect but with the extra tightness she could feel her father-in-law’s cock much better. As he entered her now, she hugged his naked body moaned with his strokes. She had followed her mother-in-law’s advice and taken her dress off before going to her father-in-law in the bathroom. His chest was rubbing on her hot, firm tits and she enjoying a good fuck after a long time.
“Oh, yes, papa, that feels so good.” She whimpered in his ear and moved with him as he fucked her harder and faster. She could feel the urgency in his thrusts and she wanted to cum with him.
AB pushed his cock as deep as it could go in his gorgeous bahurani’s pussy. Normally he could make her cum once before he himself came but he had not seen her in a few weeks and he was excited. His cock erupted in her pussy and within a few seconds, Aishwarya also came with a loud yelp.
“You are a beautiful whore, darling.” AB panted “I have no doubt that you will take VIP in you very soon.”
“Mmmmmm, thank you, papa. Please, you will help me become his whore, won’t you?”
AB kissed her softly “But, of course, sweetheart.”
Ten minutes later when Hema Malini entered the bedroom with a tray of tea and snacks, AB and Aishwarya were still naked in bed, under a sheet.
She put the tray on a coffee table “Ab sara din iski lete rahoge ya iski help bhi karoge?”
[Are you just going to keep fucking her all day or you are going to help her as well?]
“You are the limit, by god!” AB said “I have come home after a long time, I have not seen my bahurani for weeks and weeks, to ek baar chodoon bhi na?”
[Can’t I even fuck her once?]
“Tumhari bahurani hai, chodoge kyon nahin?” Hema took out a dressing gown and gave it to AB “But right now she needs help in seducing that VIP, otherwise her NGO and Abhi’s business will both close down.”
[She is your daughter-in-law, of course you will nail her.]
“Mom, papa has some ideas on how I can become VIP’s whore.” Aishwarya took the nightie that Hema tossed to her and put it on as she got out of bed.
“Good. Now have something to eat. I know him,” Hema led Aishwarya to the sofa in front of the tray of food “idea dete dete phir lenge tumhari.”
[He will fuck you again while giving the idea.]
“Yaar, why do you have problem with that?” AB said “She is my bahurani, mera jab dil karega loonga iski.”
[She is my daughter-in-law, I will nail her when I want.]
Hema sat down next to Aishwarya and pulled AB’s hand to make him sit beside herself “I have no problem jab marzi lo uski, but I know you, abhi chodoge then you will sleep. And the poor girl has been driven crazy worrying about how she can seduce the chairman.”
[I have no problem, fuck her when you want, but I know you, you will fuck her first then you will sleep.]
“If you are so worried about her, why don’t you give her some ideas?” AB accepted a cup of tea from her “You were a big whore for your directors, and your heroes and a very successful one.”
“Are you saying I am not a hot whore any more?” Hema said “I am still getting film offers. If I weren’t your wife, they would still want to nail me on the casting couch.”
“Of course, they would, you are still hot and good looking.” AB admitted “And you have the whore skills....actually, Hema, you better be careful when VIP comes here. I have heard a rumour from reliable sources that he likes mature ladies. He has either taken in possession or going to own Amala Akkineni.”
“Papa! I heard that too.” Aishwarya gasped “I even heard that he has already banged her.”
“I have no problem spreading my legs for him,” Hema said “he is extremely good looking, powerful, strong and I have heard he is a legend in bed.”
“That part I have heard from many sources.” Aishwarya said “Mom, I know papa is joking, but I think you should dress nice when he comes here. If he wants to nail you, I am totally going to push you forward.”
“Why not?” Hema said “If I can get some good drilling and help you at the same time....I will wear one of my backless gowns and if he even gives me a hint, I will be a willing whore for him.”
“By the way, I said that jokingly but I am not joking,” AB said “remember I told you to find some slutty friends who can help you but won’t clash with you? Well, your mother-in-law doesn’t have any conflicting agenda and,” he paused to eat a biscuit “she is a skilled whore when it comes to making powerful men happy.”
“I certainly made you happy in our first shoot together.” Hema said.
“Mast maal thi tum, aur tumhari liye bina to main chhodne wala nahin tha,” AB said “but I didn’t know you had such great whore skills.”
[You were a hot piece of ass, and I was not going to leave you unfucked.]
“Don’t try to flatter me now.” Hema said “Just tell me, are you going to sleep now or abhi bahurani ki loge phir se....I won’t disturb you if I know.”
[Will you fuck your daughter-in-law again?]
“Well, actually, I want to take her shopping,” AB said “my idea involves her having a ridiculously slutty dress. As for fucking....Aishu?”
“Papa, you just had food, aur khane ke just baad to aap chodte nahin ho, toh why don’t we go shopping first, then waapis aake phir se chod lena. How’s that?”
[And you don’t fuck after eating, so why don’t we go shopping first and then you can nail me again after we get back.]
“Your bahurani is smart and she knows you well.” Hema said “Now, do you need me to come with you for shopping or are you two ok alone?”
“I think when it comes to slutty fashion,” AB said “you can be more help than me. You should come. What do you think, Aishu?”
“Mom has great fashion sense.” Aishwarya said “I would love to have you along, mom.”
“Ok, then let me get ready.”
Aishwarya said “Me too.”
AB said “Me three.”
Chapter 8 – Parineeti’s Smart Plan
Whoever said that god gives women either beauty or brains had not met Parineeti Chopra. She was a smoking hot girl with a brain to match. She had used both of them in building a career for herself in Bollywood by first starting as a model then going on to work in films. Now, she knew the time was right to get into IPL. She didn’t have the money or support to buy a team so she did not let her ambition lead her in that direction. No, the best path for her was to become a team ambassador and make money that way rather than risk a huge amount of capital herself. There were so many teams and each one needed at least two beautiful team ambassadors so the options were many. But as soon as Parineeti started doing her research she found that the options were more limited than they appeared and finding a role with a team as ambassador was more complicated than she had thought.
For one thing, most team owners were beautiful actresses who brought glamour to the team themselves and also had actress friends they liked to work with. In many cases, it was the husbands, boyfriend or fathers who had the connections. Parineeti was well aware that in order to get and keep a job as a team ambassador she would have to be a good girl and spread her legs for whoever was running the team. Even if the team owner was a woman, usually there would be one man - called manager, coach, or sometimes nothing - but he would be in charge of the business and it was on his office sofa that Parineeti would have to earn her role. On her back.
She knew that it would not be a one time thing. As long as she wanted to keep the job, she would have to take the boss’ dick on a regular basis. This was not new to Parineeti. She was an actress. When she went for an audition, she either took the producer’s dick in the first round or the second round. Then while the shoot was going on the director would nail her pretty regularly. The ones who were married would not touch her in normal shoot but they always managed to have one or two songs whose locations had to be outdoors as per “script’s demand.” During those outdoor shoots, in India or abroad, Parineeti would practically live in the director’s hotel room and he would nail her during the whole shooting schedule.
Parineeti didn’t mind that. She was a young, beautiful girl and loved sex. She would have liked it more if those directors were as good in sex as they were in creating the opportunities for it. For fun, she often fucked her co-stars as well but the odds were only slightly better there for finding good sex. The public never found out how many macho heroes were really gay in real life. Till date, Parineeti’s best sexual experiences were with crew members. Crew members are usually considered lower class, except for DOP, first AD and senior cameramen, but Parineeti didn’t mind mixing with them. If she had a chance for a good drilling, she would happily make opportunity for a script supervisor to nail her, even regularly, if he was any good. She would happily fuck on set, behind set or in the vanity van. One time, she had let an assistant gaffer drill her for a whole week in the director’s hotel room, while the director watched. For public knowledge, it was the director who was keeping her as his whore.
But in any case, Parineeti knew how the game was played and she played it with open legs and a slutty, cocksucking mouth. She knew that her prospective boss in an IPL team would also drill her and she was ready for it. At least, that was the premise she had started with. But once she started looking into the business she found that things were quite different from her assumptions. The team owner actresses mostly did own the teams, even when the money came from the husband. In more than one case she found that the team owner girls were banging the fit, handsome players, many times with the knowledge of the husband. Even when both husband-wife owned the team, the wife controlled the husband.
That created a problem for Parineeti. She was a gorgeous girl with a toned, tight body that made men beg to enter her. But her magic would not work on women. She didn’t give up though and soon found the solution to this problem. The IPL was governed by a board but the real authority was the chairman. All assignments including team ambassadors had to be approved by him. He could recommend a girl which would guarantee that she would get the role, he could change the existing ambassadors also, and if somebody pissed him off, he could also ban them for life. Yes, that was the solution. She had been ready to be a good whore for her boss and that was still applicable, the only difference would be that the boss would not be a team manager, it would be the ultimate boss – the IPL chairman.
Once she found the solution, she didn’t waste time and acted quickly. She had some meetings with chairman Anupam Kher and each time dressed in a way that would make him rock hard with one glance of her gorgeous body. While she talked to him, she gave very strong hints that she was very easily available for him. He seemed to be interested but he didn’t nail her in any of her meetings with him. That made her research him more. She found that Anupam was not considered to be a particularly strong chairman. He had the authority but he never acted without advice from others. She even met a couple of girls that he had fucked but they hated his guts because he never came through with the promises he had made to them.
Parineeti stopped trying to seduce him. She was happy to be a good whore for any boss, but she wasn’t going to sell her body without a good promise of suitable returns. Soon after her last meeting with Anupam, he lost his place as the chairman and Parineeti thanked god that she had not slept with him. For a couple of months, there was utter chaos in the league which Parineeti watched closely without getting involved herself. Then one day she heard a rumour that Vikram Parasher might be appointed chairman. Parineeti had seen Vikram around the office when she went to meet Anupam. He was a handsome man, and gave off a very virile, strong vibe. Parineeti started her research into him. What she found intrigued her a lot and she started to pray that he would become the chairman.
Last Friday evening, Parineeti had come back tired after a long day of a photoshoot and plopped in front of her TV. Star Sports channel was on and Mayanti Langer was on camera. Parineeti liked Mayanti. She liked how she shamelessly used her body for her career but it was clear that the woman was very smart.
“Good morning, friends,” Mayanti said and Parineeti realised she was watching a repeat of a morning telecast. She yawned and slid down in the sofa as she watched “I am your favourite Star Sports reporter Mayanti Langer and today I am bringing you some great news. The IPL board has appointed Mr. Vikram Indrajeet Parashar as the new chairman of the Indian Premium League. Now, Mr. Parashar is a personality...”
Parineeti jumped up. Had she heard right? Was Vikram Parashar the new chairman? A moment later, Vikram was on camera. Parineeti clapped and danced with joy. After she calmed down she had started planning. She was happy he was appointed because she knew him, but he didn’t know her. She would have to meet him and introduce herself. She was very clear that she wanted him to fuck her. Not just that he could easily get her the ambassador role but Parineeti had already heard so much about his sexual skill that she really wanted to feel that for herself.
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