Man of Power trilogy 3
Korben Hunter
MOP Trilogy 3
Books 7-9
© Sultry Publications, 2023
Man of Power 7
Fashion Show Fun
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications 2021
Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Vikas is a fictional character, his ad agency is fictional, his world is fictional, the industry he works in is a figment of imagination, the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
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Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding, pseudo-incest (sex with in-laws) and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
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Table of Contents – Book 7
Series Info
Introduction
Chapter 1 – Rhea Makes New Friends
Chapter 2 – Sonali Gets Her Hair Coloured
Chapter 3 – Karishma Cooks with Vikas
Chapter 4 – Lunch With Cousin Rohan
Chapter 5 – Pooja Sends Corporate Communication
Chapter 6 – Garima Has an Appointment
Chapter 7 – How Karishma’s Life Changed
Chapter 8 – Yami Needs to Shop
Chapter 9 - Karishma Says Bye to Vikas
Chapter 10 – Sandeepa Rides With Vikas
Chapter 11 – How Sandeepa Says Bye
Chapter 12 – Garima Gets Ready
Chapter 13 – Garima Hates Coffee
Chapter 14 – Disha Gets a Surprise
Chapter 15 – Garima Finds Her Time With Him
Chapter 16 – The Banker Gets an Opportunity
Chapter 17 - Garima Becomes Vikas’ Whore
Chapter 18 – Mehreen Gets Expert Advice
Chapter 19 – Vikas Arrives at the Venue
Chapter 20 – Yami Pushes Her Boyfriend Further
Chapter 21 – Nora Meets Vikas
Chapter 22 – Vikas and Disha Watch the Dress Rehearsal
Chapter 23 – Kajal and Sonali Talk
Chapter 24 – Mature Models are Hot
Chapter 25 – Vikas Meets the Celebrities
Chapter 26 – A Tour of the Green Room
Chapter 27 – Sushmita Gives Her Requirements
Chapter 28 – Neha Has a Tough Task
Chapter 29 – Garima Gets an Offer
Chapter 30 – Hebah Introduces Her Friend
Chapter 31 – Ravi and Rashmika Step Out
Chapter 32 – Aditi Budhathoki Takes Her Chance
Chapter 33 – Ishita Calls Vansh
Chapter 34 – Garima Gets a Moment
Chapter 35 – Anurag’s World is Shaken
Chapter 36 – Pranitha Makes a Deal
Chapter 37 – Rhea Loses Her Nerve
Chapter 38 – Aditi Govitrikar Shows Her Real Character
Chapter 39 – Parineeti Has Woes
Chapter 40 – When the Shettys Go Out
Chapter 41 – And the Oscar Goes to.....
Table of Contents – Book 8
Series Info
Introduction
Chapter 1 – Arpita is Curious
Chapter 2 – Vikas Says Goodnight to Karishma
Chapter 3 – Rhea’s Moment of Fame
Chapter 4 – Amy Jackson Makes Her Best Effort
Chapter 5 – Winners Circle
Chapter 6 – Rhea with Vikas
Chapter 7 – Night Meeting with Hebah
Chapter 8 – Shriya Must Submit to Her Destiny
Chapter 9 – Rhea Makes Up for Last Night
Chapter 10 – Tanushree Gives Her Sister a Lesson
Chapter 11 – Vansh Gets Ishita in His Bed
Chapter 12 – Shanvi Has Her Plan
Chapter 13 – Shanvi’s Plan Works
Chapter 14 – Karishma Greets Vikas
Chapter 15 – Rashmika Does a Chore for Vikas
Chapter 16 – Disha Makes an Offer
Chapter 17 – Arpita Makes an Irresistible Offer
Chapter 18 – Karishma Tells a Tale
Chapter 19 – Karishma Says No to Vikas
Chapter 20 – Karishma Learns Her Lesson
Chapter 21 – Karishma Pays for Her Mistake
Chapter 22 – Disha is an Eager Whore
Chapter 23 – Karishma Sharma Introduces Herself
Chapter 24 – Rashmika Tells the Truth
Chapter 25 – Amy Jackson Earns the Scoop
Chapter 26 – Sharvari is Interested
Chapter 27 – The Award Function
Chapter 28 – Sharvari is Ready
Chapter 29 – Sharvari Tries Her Best
Chapter 30 – Sharvari Gets a Break
Chapter 31 – Exit the Party
Chapter 32 – Rhea is Curious About Her Future
Chapter 33 – Sonam is a Sister and a Spy
Chapter 34 – Nora Gets a Chance
Chapter 35 – The Shetty Sisters Plan
Chapter 36 – Back to Bombay
Chapter 37 – Parineeti Writes an Email
Chapter 38 – Rhea Sleeps with Vikas
Chapter 39 – Rhea Brings a Towel
Chapter 40 – Rashmika Dresses for Her Boss
Chapter 41 – Pooja Joins VisCom
Chapter 42 – Rani Has a Conference with Boss
Chapter 43 – Vikas Inducts Pooja into VisCom
Chapter 44 – Rashmika Takes On a Chore
Table of Contents – Book 9
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Sophie’s Lucky Day
Chapter 2 – Tara Joins HR
Chapter 3 – Sonal Wants It
Chapter 4 –Pooja is a Good Bitch
Chapter 5 – Parineeti Finds a Piece
Chapter 6 – Vikas Acquires Pooja Hegde
Chapter 7 – Pooja Thanks Her Boss
Chapter 8 – Meet Rakul Preet
Chapter 9 – Rakul Meets the Boss
Chapter 10 – Parineeti Starts Her Day
Chapter 11 – Mehreen Gives a Presentation
Chapter 12 – Deepti Says Hello
Chapter 13 – Mehreen Gives a Full Demo
Chapter 14 – Deepti Meets the Client
Chapter 15 – The Business Set Up
Chapter 16 – Shamita Gets to the Meeting
Chapter 17 – Shamita Gets Her Wish
Chapter 18 – Yami is Room Service
Chapter 19 – Parineeti Writes an Email
Chapter 20 – Rashmika Completes Her Chore
Chapter 21 – Rakul Has a Busy Mind
Chapter 22 – Kajal Has Her Own Style of Date Night
Chapter 23 – Yami Starts Training Her Boyfriend
Chapter 24 – Vikas is a Romantic
Chapter 25 – Parineeti Brings News
Chapter 26 – Parineeti Waits
Chapter 27 – Sophie Tells the Truth
Chapter 28 – The Late Night Call
Chapter 29 – Parineeti Sleeps in the Guest Room
Chapter 30 – Vansh Gets Some Respect
Chapter 31 – Chitrangda Needs a Job
My other books
Series Info
This is the sixth book in the series. In the first book Vikas meets Kajal, their romance grows and they get married. Vikas also takes control of his mother-in-law - Sonali. After his marriage with Kajal, Vikas takes her and her family on their honeymoon as a family trip.
The second book covers their journey on the honeymoon during which they travel to Indonesia, Malaysia and Thailand. They also take a cruise in those parts. On this journey, we find that Kajal enjoys it when Vikas claims pretty girls and tells her about it.
In the third book, Vikas and the rest of the family are back in Bombay and everybody goes back to their business. We meet a few more characters as Vikas continues to run and expand his business. His circle of influence grows and he conquers new beauties.
In the fourth book, Vikas has many opportunities where he meets beautiful women in his office, in his business sphere and in commercial alliances. He exploits these opportunities in his unique masterful style.
In the fifth book, Vikas works on expanding his business but also takes possession of some stunningly beautiful women, some as models but others in his business circle.
In the sixth book, Vikas is travelling to Delhi with Rhea for her fashion show. This book covers that journey and part of his first day in Delhi. You meet some of his old friends and some new ones that he makes because you know, Vikas is Vikas.
Seventh book sees him still in Delhi. He meets old friends, makes new ones and then helps Rhea in her fashion show.
The other books are also available on the same platforms as this book. There are also a couple of spin-off series from this, the Tammy story series and the Inviting Trouble story series both of which have had one book published so far but will continue in the future. There will be one more spin-off centred around Samantha which is in the works now.
The first six books are also available as 2 trilogy box packs.
Introduction
I like this story because it continues to flow. The characters are there and they have their lives that continue on from one book to the other. New characters join in quite organically and make their own space like Garima Chaurasia in the last book. If I have any issue with this series that is that I have a long plot for it and some of the hot parts I want to write will take me a long time to get to.
That is why when I get a chance, or a request, to write a different part of the plot, I take it. You will see that in the Samantha story which will be released next week. It’s a plot from the Man of Power universe in the future.
But even with the spin-offs being a fun little indulgence the main timeline of this story carries on strong. In this book Vikas is still in Delhi and while I didn’t want to make this trip too long, he has so many things, and girls, to do in Delhi that I thought it would be unfair if I don’t give this trip the attention and space that it deserves. The main consideration as always is that I should enjoy writing it and you should enjoy reading it.
On my part, I am enjoying writing this immensely, and on your part, well, I do conduct surveys and polls in my Reddit community to find out your opinions and reactions. If you are not in the community yet, search for BollywoodStories on Reddit and join the conversation. It’s all free. If you don’t want to join that for any reason, you can always contact me from here or share your opinion as a review.
Recently, I came across a review of Man of Power 5 that there was too much sex in it. I found that funny considering the stories are very clearly marked as porn, but still, not wishing to dismiss it too lightly, I conducted a poll on Reddit and an overwhelming majority was that the amount of sex in that book was just right, or I can add more as I go along.
At the moment, I think I will continue the story as it is – a mix of events with a lot of sex – but now that I know what my readers want I would not hesitate to add more sex scenes where I see an opportunity.
Thank you for giving this series so much love. I hope you enjoy this book as well.
Chapter 1 – Rhea Makes New Friends
“Hey, new girl!”
Rhea turned around “Oh, hi!”
“Who was that hunk you came with?” The other girl asked “I am Hebah, by the way, Hebah Patel, who was the hunk you came with?”
She didn’t offer to shake hands and Rhea didn’t either.
“He was my jiju, my boyfriend, I mean.” Rhea said.
“Boyfriend or jiju?” Hebah said “Make up your mind.”
Rhea blushed “Well, he is both. Why?”
“Why? Because he is a fucking hottie. I am not the only one who noticed.”
“Yeah, he’s very dashing. I know.”
“So you have something going with him?” Hebah said.
Rhea bit her lip and nodded “Why?”
“Come on, girl.” Hebah sat down and pulled her chair close to Rhea “He passed by me and my pussy bloody tingled. I was going to ask if he is single but he’s your jiju so obviously he’s not, right?”
“Yes.” Rhea said “He’s married to my sister.”
“Happily? Ok, ok, I am being creepy, but well…” Hebah took a breath “anyway, I have not seen you around, do you do runway or print?”
“Oh, I am not a model.” Rhea said.
“Then what the hell are you doing here?”
“I am a fashion designer. I am a student of INIFD. My dress is in tonight’s show. I didn’t know we had to bring a model so I will have to model my dress myself in tonight’s show.”
“Are you kidding me? You are gorgeous.” Hebah said “You should totally model your own dress. I am just glad you are not competition unless you plan to start modelling after this in which case I will cut your throat when you sleep.”
Rhea burst out laughing “No, I want to be a fashion designer. My jiju is going to help me.”
“So, your jiju, what’s his deal? What does he do?”
“He has an advertising agency, he is the CEO.”
“Bloody hell, girl, why didn’t you say that before?” Hebah said “I am a struggling model. There are so many around here. He is like a God to us. How big is his agency?”
“He calls it small, I think it’s mid-sized.” Rhea said.
“What is it called?”
“VisCom, Visual –"
“Communications? God, Visual Communications? Are you fucking kidding me?” Hebah seemed even more excited “That is a big deal. That agency does so much work and they are always open to new models. Fuck, I think I just got wet.”
“Doesn’t take much to get you wet.” Another girl said walking up “She is not wrong though. VisCom is like a dream for girls like us who want to get into modelling but can’t get their foot in the door. Hi, I am Aditi Budhathoki.”
“Hi. Rhea.” Rhea said and they shook hands “You are friends?”
“Yes, I have known this slut for a long time.” Aditi said.
“Who are you calling a slut?” Hebah challenged.
“Are you a wannabe model?” Aditi said.
“Yes.”
“Then you are a slut.” Aditi declared “I am, too, I am not denying that.”
“Are all models sluts?” Rhea asked.
“Well, yeah, especially if you are still new. When you become a supermodel you can choose which big shots to spread your legs for but you still do have to spread your legs for the powerful men if you want to stay in business.”
Hebah said “She’s being a bitch about it, but she’s not wrong.”
“Oh.” Rhea said.
“Now, you know why your jiju is such a god to models like us?” Hebah said.
“Ummm, not really.” Rhea said.
“Look,” Aditi joined in “we have to spread our legs in audition, that’s just part of the game.”
“Always?” Rhea asked.
“If you are lucky.” Aditi said.
“That’s lucky?” Rhea’s eyes opened wide.
“Sorry, Aditi, she’s a not a model” Hebah said “Let me explain, Rhea. I thought you would know all this because your jiju has the ad agency but…see, there are more models and wannabe models than agencies. So, there are thousands of girls applying to every single one. You could open an agency today and have a thousand applications tomorrow.”
“Wow. Without even projects?”
“Yep. The projects can come later.” Hebah nodded “But the chance of becoming a model is so slim that girls will apply everywhere.”
“I see.” Rhea said.
“Then out of the thousands of applications, the man who is doing the selection will only pick up the girls he thinks are the hottest. Let’s say 10 out of a 1000.”
“Sure.” Rhea nodded.
“Well, those ten are the lucky ones who get invited for an audition.” Hebah said “But they know what they need to do to pass the audition.”
“They have to…?”
Aditi said “We have a saying ‘You can’t pass an audition with closed legs.’ It applies to models and actresses alike.”
“But if they don’t want to?” Rhea said.
“If they don’t want to fuck the boss,” Hebah said “then he will call the next ten.”
“Oh. So he has all the power.” Rhea said.
“Yes, exactly.” Hebah nodded “We know it’s part of it so we are always ready for it. When we go for audition, we know the boss is going to bang us.”
“And it doesn’t matter what he looks like because he’s the boss.” Aditi said.
“But…” Hebah said “once in a blue moon, we meet a guy who’s handsome and nice, someone whom we would want to fuck ourselves.”
“It’s very rare.” Aditi added.
“Like my jiju.” Rhea said and the two girls nodded “So, jiju probably fucks all those sexy models too.”
“He doesn’t.” Aditi said.
Rhea looked at her “No?”
“No!” Aditi shook her head “I have tried many times at VisCom. He doesn’t do auditions himself. He only takes models from Kansal Talent Agency. I know several models who got selected that way. They didn’t even get to meet the boss.”
“Then why do you want to meet him?” Rhea looked at them both.
“Well, he doesn’t do auditions himself normally, but if you introduce us as your friends, he might be interested.”
“Oh, I see. And you are both interested?” Rhea looked at them.
“Yes, of course.” Hebah said “I told you he’s a hottie. I would do him even if he could not make me a model.”
“But he is married, though.” Rhea warned.
“Pretty much all the bosses we fuck are married.” Aditi said.
“And not half as hot.” Hebah added.
“Oh, you have had auditions before?” Rhea said “But then why aren’t you already…?”
“Supermodels?” Hebah said “Honey, we gave you the simple version. It’s much more messy in modelling. Even after you fuck a boss, you don’t always get a job, sometimes you get a small gig, like I have done several runway shows. Sometimes you get a promise and nothing else.”
“But you still do it?” Rhea was curious.
“Yes, there is no other way to make it in this business.” Hebah said “You need to spread your legs for a lot of bosses to find your real break.”
“And it still keeps you fed.” Aditi said “Even small jobs help you survive for a while.”
“So, will you introduce us?” Hebah said.
“I can, but he lives in Bombay.” Rhea said “His agency is also in Bombay.”
Hebah nodded “We know. I have been to Bombay twice to struggle. It was hard but once I found a small job there too. If your jiju takes a liking to me I could manage to move there. Sorry, what’s his name, I keep saying your jiju, it’s weird?”
“Vikas Malhotra.” Aditi answered first.
“You know him already?” Hebah said.
“No, but if he owns VisCom, then his name is Vikas Malhotra. I have done my homework.”
Rhea nodded “She is right.”
“Great.” Hebah said “Will you introduce us to Vikas, please, Rhea? I will do anything you want. I will bring you coffee, massage you, paint your nails, anything you want.” She started massaging her shoulders.
“You don’t need to.” Rhea laughed and pulled her in front of her “I will introduce you as my new friends. I can’t guarantee anything else, but you are a very sexy girl, both of you are, so I am sure he would like you.”
“Thank you, Rhea.” Hebah said “We really appreciate it.”
Chapter 2 – Sonali Gets Her Hair Coloured
“So, your son-in-law wants you to have red hair.” Dipanita said.
“Yes, he is taking control of me gradually.” Sonali said.
“But I thought he already owned you, Sona.”
“He does, but my kids don’t know that I am his bitch.” Sonali said “He is openly bringing me under his control now.”
“Wow. What does Kajal think about it?”
Sonali peeked towards the other corner where Kajal and Malvika were sitting and said “She seems to be in favour. She is helping him break me little by little.”
“You think she wants you to spread your legs for him?”
“I can’t say. But right now she is making sure, she and Shriya both, that I dress as per his preference. She has told me that we all belong to him, herself, Shriya and me.”
“Oh, wow.” Dipanita said “What if Vikas sees you in those dresses and wants to fuck you? What will Kajal do?”
“Well, I can’t be hundred percent sure but Kajal is a smart girl. She knows my son-in-law is the real power. If he wants to claim me, I feel like Kajal will tell me to be a good girl and spread my legs.”
“Yes, I feel like Kajal will be smart about it. A powerful man like him likes to own things. Kajal would see that.”
“I think she will. After leaving the job I am already dependent on him for family expenses. Kajal has told me to treat him like my husband in money matters.”
“Oh, that’s quite significant.” Dipanita said “So, you are really coming under his control step by step. Is he getting any chance to fuck you after the honeymoon?”
“He fucks me pretty regularly.” Sonali said with pride “He banged me pretty well before he left for the trip last night.”
“Last night? Where? Didn’t you have the whole family there?” Dipanita’s mouth opened wide.
“Dipa, I am his property. He doesn’t let me forget that. His hand was between my legs even when I was serving him dinner.”
“Between your legs? Under your saree?”
“No, honey, my Rhea picked a dress for me that had a high slit in it. Kajal made sure that I wore it. He simply slipped his hand inside and rubbed my thigh as I served him dinner.”
“Oh my! Don’t mind, Sona, but I feel hot even as you describe his actions. He is such a bold and powerful man.”
“That he is. It’s part of his charm.” Sonali smiled “After dinner, we went to my room for financial discussion, and he drilled me well.”
“God. And where was Kajal?”
“Kajal is the one who suggested that he should take me to my room.”
“You think she knew what he would do to you?”
“No idea.” Sonali shook her head “But she does want to see me under his control to some extent.”
Dipanita nodded “Your girl is smart, Sona. She knows how to treat a real man. I pray to god, my Malvika learns that from her.”
“Why do you worry so much?” Sonali smiled “Kajal is talking to her now. If Malvika is not smart herself, Kajal will break her.”
“You don’t understand, Sona, now it’s not just a question of Malvika’s career. Now that I don’t have my job, we need money to survive. My husband’s income is not enough to feed the big family.”
Sonali nodded “Don’t worry. I am sure Malvika understands it, too. Even if she doesn’t, just let her meet Vikas, she will be putty in his hands. He will take her in hand easily.”
“I have no doubt. He is a masterful man. But will he be interested?” Dipanita said “You know my Malvika is beautiful. There was always a line of boys in the street just to get a glimpse of her. But Vikas is not a boy, he is a real man. You were never an easy woman, but he broke you. He can have any girl he wants. Didn’t you tell me about those waitresses he simply owned on the cruise?”
“Yes, he did. And they were not easy either. The whole ship wanted them. They were the hottest girls on board. But they were easy for him.” Sonali said “And just like that Malvika will be easy for him. Just let him meet her, I am telling you, he will own her from the first meeting itself.”
“Really? You think she will be smart?”
“He doesn’t give a girl that choice, Dipa. I told you about me, the way he claimed me. Malvika is younger and will easily fall under his control. If he likes her, he won’t give her a choice except to be his property.”
“That would be the best thing for her. Her life would be set.” Dipanita said “But would he like her?”
“Why wouldn’t he? She is gorgeous.” Sonali said.
“Yes, that she is. But I have heard he is very particular.”
“Don’t worry Kajal will take care of her.”
“Kajal will get her ready for him? You think she knows?”
“Yes, in her case, I am sure that Kajal knows that Malvika needs to become Vikas’ property. She will get her ready and help her become his possession.”
The hairstylist came over and checked Sonali’s hair “It’s done.” She said “What do you think?”
Sonali looked in the mirror then looked over to Kajal’s corner “Kajal, come and check this hair colour, dear.”
Kajal and Malvika came over. Kajal looked through Sonali’s hair.
“I think it looks beautiful, mom,” She said “your son-in-law would like it.”
“Well, that’s the important thing.” Sonali said “I am doing this only on his order. I want to keep him happy.”
“Exactly, mom. He will be pleased.” Kajal smiled “Mom, Malvika and I are going to look at some dresses for her. Do you or aunty want to shop as well?”
Sonali nodded “Well, I can look around, but I can’t buy anything. I didn’t ask Damad ji any money for shopping.”
“That’s fine, mom. Just shortlist what you want and I will pay for them. I have the card. I won’t let you buy anything he would not like.” She smiled.
“Yes, that’s good with me. I would not want to waste money on something he would not like on me.” Sonali said then she said to Dipanita “Vikas controls everything. We all try to follow his commands in everything.”
“Of course, he should.” Dipanita said “He is the head of your family matters. You should treat him as your husband in family matters.”
“Dipa aunty, you are so smart.” Kajal smiled “I keep trying to explain the same thing to mom.”
“I listen, don’t I?” Sonali lifted her hair “See?”
Dipanita said “I hope Malvika behaves smartly too.”
“She will.” Kajal said “Leave that to me.”
Kajal paid for all their bills and added a generous tip which made the girl at the counter smile broadly. Vikas had taught Kajal never to scrimp on the tip. As a middle-class girl she had not had much occasion to learn about tipping but under Vikas’ teaching she learnt quickly. Dipanita noticed that the tip was more than her own beauty parlour bill for a month.
“Mom,” Kajal said as they were exiting the parlour “I think from next month you should add your beauty treatment and clothes shopping to the budget.”
“Ask that from Damad ji? But..” Sonali said.
“Of course, mom. You are dependent on him for all expenses now.” Kajal said “You are his property, if he wants you to dress as he likes, he will pay for the expense.”
“That’s fine, but…maybe I can ask him first?”
“No, mom, just put it on the budget. He won’t even question it.” Kajal said.
“And if he does?” Sonali said.
“He won’t, mom, but if he does, just say ‘Who do I belong to?’ he will see it.” Kajal smiled.
“Ok.” Sonali nodded.
“Mom, you and aunty can start there. I am going to take Malvika in this shop.” Kajal said “When you are ready, just call me and we will come over to you.”
They parted there.
Chapter 3 – Karishma Cooks with Vikas
Karishma’s slutty party dress was out of place in the kitchen. The thin tank silk dress in blood red colour set off her fair skin beautifully. There was a napkin shaped cut in front showing her midriff and navel. The back was so deep cut that it was baring two inches of her tight ass crack. Her 8” whore heels had straps on them that tied above her knees. She was moving in them like she were born in whore heels.
“I only know you as an expert whore,” Vikas said, walking in “when did you become a kitchen expert?”
“For you, I was and always will be a whore, your personal whore,” Karishma smiled and turned her face up accepting a kiss from him “but I have learnt to cook a little bit out of necessity.”
Vikas stepped behind her, opened his zip and pushed his dick into her cunt as casually as if that’s what she was there for. Karishma dropped what she was doing and placed her hands on the kitchen counter for support. Vikas held her shoulders started drilling her cunt using smooth strokes that went progressively deeper into her. Karishma gripped the kitchen counter and panted as he fucked her expertly the way she had craved for years but didn’t get until now.
“Spread your legs like a good whore.” He said in her ear. Karishma obeyed by placing her high heeled feet further apart.
But even as she spread her legs, Vikas pulled his cock out of her cunt. He opened her ass with both hands and stuffed his cock several inches deep in one hard, brutal thrust.
“Ah, mumma, mar gayee!” Karishma screamed as the massive meatpole hurt her tight ass. She had been gripping a stirring steel spoon in her hand all this time, now it fell from her hand.
Vikas grabbed her tits and kneaded them hard, taking a firm grip. Then using that grip he jammed his throbbing beast of a cock deeper into her ass.
“Hay, mumma!” Karishma screamed again the huge shaft stretched her tight ass even more and his cockhead entered her anal canal.
Sandeepa entered the kitchen “Ma’am, are you ok…oh!” She saw the scene and said “Sorry, Sir. I didn’t know you were doing her.”
Karishma said “Sandeepa!” Stopping her as she was backing out of the kitchen.
“Yes, ma’am?” Sandeepa came back in, trying to avoid looking at Vikas’ thick shaft sticking of Karishma’s ass.
“Stir this pot, please. I am a little busy.” Karishma gave her the stirring spoon.
“Yes, ma’am.” Sandeepa took the spoon and stepped around her and Vikas.
Vikas continued fucking Karishma’s hot ass while Sandeepa stirred the dish. Karishma was moaning and screaming as he ruthlessly drilled her ass. Sandeepa looked from the corner of her eye. She wondered how she had ever managed to take that big monster cock in her own ass. He was kneading her hot tits roughly, making her yelps become nasal and loud.
“I was telling her she is fine.” Sanjay came into the kitchen “Sorry, Vikas, she thought Karishma was hurt.”
“Ah, I am hurting, Sanjay.” Karishma said “His dick is not tiny like yours, it’s stretching my ass too much. I enjoy yours, baby, his monster is ripping me like a whore.”
Sanjay reacted like he had been shot. His body jerked. His dick had got a big shot of blood flow as his wife told him that his friend was fucking her ass painfully deep.
He looked at Sandeepa who was now staring at Vikas’ huge meatpole drilling Karishma’s tight ass like a steel piston driven by a powerful machine.
“I am sorry, baby,” Sanjay said “he is a powerful man. I can’t stop him. He is going to use you like a whore if he wants to.”
“Come here, Sanjay,” Vikas said “Clear this chopping board.”
Sanjay stepped forward and cleared the vegetables and other things from the kitchen counter. He had not even stepped back yet when Vikas grabbed Karishma’s hair and slammed her upper body down, crushing her soft tits on the glass chopping board through her thin dress. Karishma screamed. Both Sandeepa and Sanjay jumped. Vikas started really pounding Karishma’s ass like a ruthless beast. She screamed his name as she came hard.
Her body jerked visibly on the kitchen counter, her tits getting squashed on the hard chopping board while Vikas drilled her ass like she was nothing but a fucktoy. He was keeping her hair in his grip and using it to keep her in place as he pounded her mercilessly. Sandeepa was staring non-stop now. She had forgotten about the cooking. Vikas reached out with his left hand, grabbed her hair and pulled her to him. She went with his pull, her body automatically obeying him. He kissed her hard and Sandeepa surrendered her lips to him. She opened her lips and accepted his tongue in her mouth.
It seemed to her that this was a fast and furious kiss. He was fucking her mouth with his tongue and she could feel that he was pounding Karishma’s ass harder at the same time as her screams were getting louder. Karishma could not control her screams. His cock was ripping her ass apart. He was so deep in her anal canal now that she could feel his cockhead stirring her bowels with each thrust. Sanjay was standing only steps away and watching breathlessly. His hand was rubbing his dick through the pants. He knew Sandeepa was his employee but he was helpless. His arousal was way more than his embarrassment. No, his embarrassment was adding to his arousal. His dick was hard like a rock.
Vikas released Sandeepa and slapped her ass as he told her to not let the dish burn. She went back to the stove with a racing heart and throbbing pussy. This time she didn't try to hide that she was watching Karishma’s ass being demolished while she cooked. Karishma was already hitting her second orgasm. She had rested her cheek on the cold granite of the kitchen counter as she submitted her ass for his use. He usually gave her a minute of breathing space after she came but this time he had continued banging her ass non-stop as he was kissing Sandeepa. It made Karishma completely breathless but she had no control. She had known for a long time that he could do anything with her and her body would not resist. He had owned her since their first meeting and Karishma had surrendered control easily and quickly.
Sanjay could not control any more and opened his zip. To his dismay, Vikas noticed it and shook his head. “Uh huh. You are her boss.” He said indicating Sandeepa with a nod of his head.
Poor Sanjay zipped up his pants again. He continued rubbing his dick through the pants though and Vikas didn’t stop him. Karishma was yelping with Vikas’ hard strokes and the way Sandeepa was shifting her weight it was obvious that her pussy was itching. Vikas lifted his hand and slapped Karishma’s ass. She squealed and even Sandeepa jumped.
“Who is my whore, Karishma?” Vikas said.
“I am your whore, Sir.” Karishma whimpered in her little girl voice “Sorry, baby,” She looked at Sanjay from the chopping board “his cock owns me now. I can’t do anything. I am his whore. He doesn’t give me any choice.”
Sanjay rubbed his dick furiously as he looked into his wife’s eyes, watching the change in her pupil size as Vikas’ dick in her ass raised her excitement level. Vikas spanked her ass again and said “Who are you talking to, cunt?”
“Ah, my husband, Sir.” She screamed.
“He doesn’t own you, slut, I do.” Vikas told her.
Karishma replied “He doesn’t own shit, Sir. You own me, completely. I am your whore. You can use me when you want, how you want. He doesn’t matter.”
Vikas’ fucking and the humiliation he was raining on her was making Karishma so incredibly hot that she was cumming almost non-stop. Her body was always on the edge. His cock was demolishing her ass in a way that her husband’ tiny dick could never accomplish. His hard, massive meatpole was knocking her breath out with each thrust and she was struggling to keep herself on the kitchen slab. Her body was thrashing about so much that she would have fallen down if Vikas weren’t holding her in place by her hair like a bitch on a leash.
Sanjay’s cock erupted in his pants and a wet stain appeared on the front. It continued to grow downwards as Sanjay grumbled and kept rubbing it.
“Jeez, that is pathetic, Sanjay!” Vikas said. Sanjay noticed his wife and his employee both staring at his pants, but the added humiliation only made his body jerk harder. He whimpered and leaned back the wall while the hot, savage orgasm rolled through his body.
“Karishma, did you want to belong to this loser?” Vikas said, jerking her hair making her look at Sanjay.
“No, Sir.” Karishma whimpered “Only you can own me, Sir. You are a real man. Only a real man can own a woman.”
“God, yes!” Sandeepa agreed with feeling.
Vikas reached out and slapped Sandeepa’s ass “Go to his bedroom and bring him pants and underwear.”
As Vikas’ cock got close to an explosion, he slammed it deeper into Karishma’s ass making her cry out with each ruthless, rough thrust. Sandeepa moved from her place but paused near the door to watch Vikas destroy Karishma’s ass systematically and mercilessly. She was crying with his brutal thrusts but even as her eyes were dripping tears on the chopping board, she was pushing back and seemed to be in a constant state of orgasm. Vikas’s cock exploded in Karishma’s ass and she screamed as the unbelievable heat flooded her bowels.
“Hay, mumma!” Karishma lowered her head to the chopping board and surrendered to Vikas’ rough, forceful abuse of her ass. He was branding her with his hot cum and she was accepting it submissively like she knew she was his whore and nothing more than that.
“Go!” Vikas told Sandeepa and she got out of her trance. She had been watching Vikas mark Karishma’s ass spellbound. Now she moved and went to the bedroom. When she came back with a fresh pair of pants and underwear for Sanjay, Karishma was on her knees on the floor and sucking Vikas’ cock. Sandeepa remembered the taste of Vikas' cum and licked her lips. She gave the clothes to Sanjay.
Vikas said “Help him.”
Sanjay’s cheeks turned red but he let Sandeepa help him. The girl who had only seen him as a powerful boss in the office was now seeing him at his weakest, most pathetic. It was making Sanjay’s dick pulse. He got naked in front of her, stepping out of the cum stained shorts and pants.
“Oh, god, that is very small.” Sandeepa blurted out as she saw Sanjay’s small dick. His cheeks burnt but his dick pulsed harder.
Vikas said “Sandeepa.”
“Yes, Sir.” She was alert like a dog called by her owner.
He beckoned her and she rushed to him. On his signal, she knelt down at his feet. Karishma moved and started licking his cock from one side. Sandeepa started licking his cock from the other. The taste of his cum was gone but the smell was there. Sandeepa licked it all over. It grew very quickly with their licking and Karishma started sucking it. But after two strokes of her head, she pulled off and guided the thick, meaty beast to Sandeepa’s mouth. Sandeepa started sucking it. After she bobbed her head up and down twice on it, Karishma pulled her way. Sandeepa got the rhythm.
She cooperated with her to suck Vikas’ cock until it was rock hard. Then neither of them could take it fully in their mouth. Vikas stroked their heads like pets as they sucked his dick like his bitches. Sanjay put his pants on but his dick was already getting quite hard in them. He could not get erections like this one after the other at any other time. This was one of the things that had kept him in Vikas’ power along with his wife.
Vikas grabbed a fistful of Karishma’s luxurious hair and turned her face up “Go check your cooking, whore.”
“Yes, Master.” Karishma nodded and got up.
Sandeepa quickly moved to kneel fully between his legs and took Karishma’s place. She started sucking his cock with full attention now happy to not have to share it with anyone. He pushed his fingers into her silky hair and jerked it once, making her look up into his eyes.
He looked down in her eyes “You are my bitch, Sandeepa.”
Without taking his cock out of her mouth, Sandeepa nodded.
“You belong to me.” He said.
Again, Sandeepa nodded.
“Look into my eyes when you serve me so I can see you are not just sucking my dick but you know your place as my personal bitch.”
This time she nodded twice to show that she understood. Then she continued sucking his dick and kept looking in his eyes the whole time. Vikas caressed her cheeks and ran his fingers through her hair. Sandeepa’s legs were open and her pussy was dripping as she sucked Vikas’ cock in the kitchen of her boss’ home. She was aware that this man was going to be her new boss and he was going to own her. As she sucked his thick, meaty cock she was thinking about her future. In Bombay, she would live alone and he would be able to fuck her any time he wanted. The prospect was very exciting.
She had almost forgotten her primary purpose of moving to Bombay. Her would-be husband, Vijay. Well, that’s fine, she could meet him, too, and she would get married to get her parents off her back but in reality her boss would own her. She would be his whore. Should she tell Vijay about being her boss’s whore? Ideally, she wanted to have the kind of marriage like Karishma had, married to a sweet guy but belonging to a real man. What if Vijay wasn’t ready for it? Well, then he could go find another girl. But what if Vikas wanted her to stay single? No, no, he knew she was going to get married soon. But still, if he said no, Sandeepa knew that she would have to make some excuse to call off the wedding. Being Vikas’ whore seemed more important than anything now.
He grabbed her head with both hands and started fucking her face harder. His in and out strokes were deep, his cockhead was hitting the back of her throat. Sandeepa liked sucking cock but she was not an expert. She hoped he would not expect her to take him in her throat. He was too big to be the first guy to take in her throat. She realised she would have to learn more whore skills to keep her new boss satisfied. She resolved to start researching it on the internet tonight itself.
As his cock throbbed harder in her mouth, Sandeepa got ready for his load. She had tasted it already and loved it from the first lick. Now she was looking forward to having his pure load in her mouth. She sealed her lips around his meaty shaft and bobbed her head back and forth, ready to taste his hot cum.
Vikas pulled out just before he came but didn’t let go of her head. Sandeepa gasped as his hot load landed on her beautiful face and slithered down her cheek. Then next load on her chest warmed her skin and the next right in her cleavage. Sandeepa moaned each time he sprayed his hot, creamy cum on her skin. She waited until he had finished then took his cock in her mouth and started sucking it clean. His cum was warming her skin and she could feel it heating her pussy from the inside. After she sucked him clean she picked up the cum from her skin and ate it with her fingers. She could smell it on her fingers and on her warm skin, especially on her face.
Her pussy was itching deep inside now and she was not able to resist. She put her hand between her legs and looked up at Vikas “Please? May I?” She asked beseechingly.
“Yes.” He smiled and stroked her head. His approval meant a lot to Sandeepa. She started fucking her pussy with two fingers while licking his cock, tasting his cum from his shaft and balls. The smell of his cum was still fresh on her body. She rubbed the remaining cum into her skin after eating whatever she could scoop up with her fingers. In this heightened state of arousal, it took her less than a minute to cum. As her pussy erupted and her body became electrified, Sandeepa collapsed with her head on Vikas’ thigh and sucked his balls while her pussy pumped out her cum. She moaned and grunted, riding the waves of the orgasm while fingering her cunt furiously. Then she rested with her head on his thigh and licked her fingers clean.
“Thank you, Sir.” She smiled up at him, when she was able to speak, her breath was still ragged “Thank you so much.”
Vikas patted her cheek “Go clean up and come to the living room, my slut.”
“But…I want to keep your cum on my body, Sir.” She looked up at him with concern.
“Then you will smell like my cum all day.” Vikas told her.
Sandeepa nodded and grinned “That’s what I want. Please, Sir?”
“Alright, suit yourself.” Vikas said “But you still need the bathroom, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.” Sandeepa took his hand to get up “I will brush my teeth.”
She left to go to the bathroom.
“What do you do to them?” Sanjay asked with admiration as he led Vikas out of the kitchen towards the living room.
“I show them that they are amazing and they were born to be mine.” Vikas said.
Sandeepa, climbing the stairs to go to the upstairs bathroom and Karishma, working in the kitchen, said softly under their breath “Yes, I was.”
Chapter 4 – Lunch With Cousin Rohan
Rashmika had dressed with the utmost care today to be as conservative as possible. Unfortunately, she only had sleeveless and halter blouses because that’s what Ravi liked. She wanted to be as non-sexy as possible for cousin Rohan’s visit but she was like a diamond that would shine even if you place it in a sack of rice. She looked gorgeous in her sleeveless blouse and gold chiffon saree.
It was apparent that Rohan thought so as well. He was staring at Rashmika the whole time and making inappropriate comments. Ravi and Rashmika could not challenge him as they might have to depend on his generosity soon.
“Of course, you can come and live with me, bro.” Rohan told Ravi “You are family. And besides I can’t leave my beautiful sister-in-law to live on the street, who knows what can happen. You have no idea what can somebody do with a body like that.”
“What are you saying, Rohan?” Ravi admonished him though not very strictly.
“Arre, I am just saying the world is not safe for a beautiful woman. She is like a shining diamond.” Rohan said unperturbed “I will be glad to have her under me…my roof.”
The whole lunch was like that. Rashmika could feel him undressing her with his eyes the whole time. In the kitchen and even in the living room, he stood too close to her and touched her with any excuse. Ravi tried to stay close by but even that did not deter Rohan from acting on his lustful intentions. Even a blind man could see that he wanted to fuck Rashmika and needed only half an opportunity to jump her.
When the lunch was ready, Rohan told Ravi to go and bring curd. Rashmika signalled Ravi not to dare leave her alone with Rohan at any cost. Rohan insisted that he wanted to have curd with his lunch as it was good for his metabolism. The shop was two streets away and it would take Ravi half an hour to make the round trip. He could see that Rashmika would not be safe with Rohan behind him. He solved that by sending the downstairs neighbour’s son to bring the curd.
Another bad news was that Rohan’s wife was pregnant. He was happy that Rashmika could come and help out as she might have the delivery any time. She was already overdue. Both Ravi and Rashmika treated this as a red flag. With Rohan’s wife on bed rest for several weeks after the childbirth, Rohan would have freedom to grab Rashmika anywhere in the house. They could both see him salivating as he described how Rashmika could help after childbirth. They could not imagine that Rohan would spare Rashmika even for a day before grabbing her and making her the victim of his lust. Ravi would not be able to say anything even if he found out because they would be homeless without Rohan’s help.
Even when Rashmika was cooking, Rohan hung about, offering to help. Ravi had to stay there too so he could watch Rohan though even Ravi’s presence was not deterring him much.
Ravi’s phone rang. He went to the living room to see who it was. It was Vikas calling so Ravi had to pick up. Vikas apologised for calling on the weekend and asked if Ravi had time.
“Yes, boss, of course. Don’t worry about the weekend.” Ravi said “What do you need?”
But then he remembered, so he kept the phone to his ear but walked back to the kitchen. As expected, Rohan was standing too close to Rashmika and she was pressed back into a corner. Seeing Ravi, Rashmika freed herself and came to him. She asked him who it was on the phone. He mouthed “Boss.” Rashmika nodded and went back to cooking. Rohan watched until Ravi was engrossed in the phone conversation and kept trying to grope Rashmika using any flimsy excuse possible. She kept avoiding him and as soon as Ravi hung up the phone, she called him over.
“Ravi, can you get me that pot?” She said, using an excuse to bring Ravi between herself and Rohan.
After that Rohan tried many different excuses so that Ravi would leave him alone with Rashmika even for ten minutes but Ravi didn’t let that happen. Finally Rohan went back. Ravi and Rashmika breathed a sigh of relief. They had been feeling like they were protecting a goat from a hyena the whole afternoon. After closing the door behind Rohan, Rashmika took Ravi to the bedroom, got in bed with him and hugged him tight.
“I am sorry, Rashi…” Ravi tried to say.
“Shh!” Rashmika said and squeezed him tighter. She stayed like that for a long time. Ravi could feel her sobbing. He put his arms around her and squeezed her close.
Chapter 5 – Pooja Sends Corporate Communication
Shilpa closed the balcony door and drew the curtains. She told Shamita to check that the door was locked. Then both Shamita and Shilpa got naked. Pooja took out her phone and took photos of them, fully naked, front and back, first one by one then together.
On Pooja’s instructions both ladies got on the bed on all fours. They put their heads down on a pillow and reached back to open their cunts with their fingers. Pooja took photos of everything.
Then Pooja took out two leather dog collars and leashes from her handbag. They cooperated as she put the collar on their necks then attached the leashes. Both gorgeous, rich businesswomen posed on the floor on the leash like pet bitches. Pooja took photos and noticed that they were both so wet that their thighs were glistening with cunt juices.
She said “Ma’am, you do know that it’s not just photos, next time Vikas Sir will himself put the collar on your neck and he will be holding the leash, don’t you?”
“Mmmmm, yes.” Shilpa said. Shamita also nodded.
Just for fun, Pooja had them kneel with the leash on and she made each woman say “I am Vikas’ bitch, Main Vikas ki kutiya hoon.” She recorded them on video.
Pooja sent everything to Vikas on phone messenger. She wanted to go after that but Shilpa suggested they should wait a little for his response. Pooja agreed. After they both got dressed, Shilpa called for tea. The three of them sat on the balcony again and talked about Vikas.
“You told Vikas that I would like the company to not be disbanded, right?” Shilpa asked again.
“I did, ma’am.” Pooja said “He has no problem with that. He briefly touched upon the fact that my role would change in that case which I don’t mind. As long as I am his property, I am fine with any role.” Pooja smiled.
“Good. I am happy with that. He can make any other changes he wants.” Shilpa said.
“Ma’am, he said he won’t change much in the company itself except its relationship with VisCom. He didn’t object to keeping you both in your current roles at all.” Pooja said “I told him what you said about needing his guidance. He was fine with that. He just said he will put you both on his leash and guide you as his bitches.”
“That sounds hot.” Shamita said.
Pooja’s phone beeped. Both Shilpa and Shamita got alert. Pooja checked the messages and nodded “From Vikas Sir…he has just said ‘It’s on!’”
Shilpa and Shamita grinned at each other and high-fived.
“It’s amazing, Pooja. You have been so good.” Shilpa said.
“No problem, ma’am.” Pooja said.
She left soon after.
That night all three girls masturbated thinking about the same man.
Chapter 6 – Garima Has an Appointment
“Where are you going?” Nora said.
“I am going to my hotel.” Garima said “I have not even checked-in yet.”
“But I thought you would stay here with me.”
“What will I do here, Nora? You need to do rehearsals, I will just get bored. I will go freshen up and come back before the show.”
“You are going to see him, aren’t you?”
“I am going to the hotel, Nora. I need to take a shower.” Garima protested.
“So, you won’t see him at all?”
“Well, I might…afterwards.” Garima admitted.
“Garima, are you sure he’s the CEO of VisCom?” Nora said. She looked around then pulled Garima to a corner “He is not just scamming you, is he?”
“Nora! Why would he do that?”
“To bang you, of course.” Nora said “You are a smoking hot babe. Guys are always trying tricks to lay you.”
“I know, honey, but he is different. He didn’t know who I was. And he didn’t tell me who he was.”
“So, how did you find out?”
“Later, after the journey.”
“That was not part of his plan?”
“Oh God, Nora, you are so suspicious.” Garima said “By that time I had already…He had already fucked me by then.”
“He seems too smooth to me. You never fuck a guy so quickly.”
“What are you saying, we both fuck guys quickly.” Garima said.
“But they are usually modelling bosses.” Nora said.
“And last week in that club? When you took that guy to the toilets? And in that bar in Poona when you…”
“Ok, ok,” Nora stopped her “we are both sluts. But still, like this in the train..?”
“Nora, what’s gotten into you? Why are you trying to ruin a good thing?”
“It just seems too good to be true, that’s all.” Nora said “You meet a guy and you fuck him, he is handsome, he is amazing in sex and then he turns out to be the one guy who can make you a model?”
“Look, I was going to take him in me, even if he were not the VisCom CEO,” Garima said “in fact, I did. When he was banging my ass, I thought he was a clerk or secretary.”
“But you still took him in your ass?”
“Yes! Because he was that good-looking and he was that good.” Garima said.
“Look Gima, if he is really the VisCom CEO, we will both be his bitches. You know I will spread my legs for him, too. But how often do you meet a CEO that you actually want to fuck? We only spread for them because we want to be models.”
“So, he can’t be a CEO if he is a hottie?”
“It just seems too good to be true. He is probably just a clerk and just pulling your leg so he can keep nailing you.”
“Right. Ok. I will introduce you this evening when he comes, then you can decide for yourself.”
“Gima, you think I am being stupid, but I am not. I am telling you if he is the boss, I will spread my legs for him and let him fuck me right there in backstage.”
“So, be ready to be nailed backstage.” Garima smiled “But for now, clerk or CEO, I am going to go see him and be his whore until it’s time to come back here for the show.”
“Will you be careful, please?”
“I told you, baby, I am just going to be his whore. He can be whoever, I don’t care.” Garima said picking up her suitcase “He fucks me the way I was born to be fucked. That’s all I want.”
Nora sighed.
Chapter 7 – How Karishma’s Life Changed
On Monday evening, Karishma came to Vikas’ hostel room in one of her sluttiest dresses and rang the doorbell.
“But he had told you not to?” Sandeepa said.
“No,” Karishma served food to Vikas before taking her seat on his right “he had told me he would fuck my ass like a whore if I came to his room on Monday evening.”
“And you didn’t heed his warning?” Sandeepa was sitting opposite Karishma, with Vikas dominating the head of the table.
Karishma grinned “I took it more as his invite than warning. I wanted his dick in me, in all my holes. It was hard for me even to wait for Monday evening. He had done something to me. I was under his spell.”
“Yeah, he does something to you.” Sandeepa looked at Vikas obliquely.
Vikas kept an innocent face as he ate.
Even in the first meeting, Karishma had learnt Vikas’ preference so today her dress was a skintight, thin minidress in white silk with no back to it. She was already used to dressing bold and sexy to show off her fair, slender body but she wanted to make sure that Vikas would take her so she had dialled it up to eleven today. The dress was a thin halter with no back and even showing an inch of her ass crack. It finished just below the curve of her ass cheeks. If she stood still the bottom of her tight, shapely ass cheeks was visible. She had no panties on, not even a little thong.
In front, the dress had a deep neck cut, showing her milky white tits in a daring, deep display. Her nipples were poking through the thin material. Even with such a revealing cut the dress was mostly sheer except over her tits and pussy. Karishma would have been less obscenely hot if she had been naked. Her high heels today were 8” high black stilettos with 4” platforms. She was not a short girl to begin with but the heels were bringing her to supermodel height. Her hair was loose on her back covering down to her shoulder blades but not below. She was not wearing any jewellery on purpose. She licked her lips as she waited for the door to open.
“Hi, Vikas! Good…good evening.” She said when he opened the door. There was something in him that made her throat dry up as soon she saw him. He nodded and turned around. She quickly closed the door and followed him in to the living room. He went to the computer desk set up in the corner and Karishma followed him. She fought an impulse to chatter, but her pussy was throbbing hard.
At the desk, Vikas turned, grabbed Karishma’s hair and bent her over his desk. She went compliantly with his hand and quickly opened her legs as he bent her over. Vikas pushed down his pyjama bottoms, took out his dick and pushed it into her cunt.
“Oh my god!” Sandeepa covered her mouth with her hand “Just like that?”
“Yes, he didn’t say hello.” Karishma said “He said hello with his dick jammed up my cunt.”
Sandeepa squeezed her thighs “Then?”
“Hay, mar gayee!” Karishma screamed as more than half of Vikas’ long, hard cock invaded her tight cunt with the first thrust. She quickly gripped the desk wherever her hands could find anything to grab. He didn’t make it easy on her. He pinned her cheek on his mousepad and started drilling her right away hard and deep. Within a few strokes his cockhead was hitting her cervix and Karishma was screaming as the hot, brutal fucking was making her whole body get burning hot.
“Oh god!” She cried out as her first orgasm hit. Vikas drilled her cunt a few more times then pulled out and pushed his soaking wet cock up into her ass with the same casual thrusting movement. Even with her orgasm masking the pain, Karishma screamed when his throbbing beast stretched her ass and penetrated so deep that her breath was knocked out. Her heart was thumping in her chest.
Just when she thought things could not get any hotter, Vikas lifted his hand and slapped her ass hard. The heavy, calloused hand on her bare ass sent such a powerful lightning bolt up into Karishma’s cunt that she came again. Vikas used that orgasm to start fucking her ass. Her pink, puckered ring was stretched and wrapped around his meaty shaft. Now he used hard, forceful strokes to penetrate her deeper. He didn’t go for the gradual approach. With a few deliberate, rough thrusts he jammed his cock so deep into her ass that Karishma could feel it stuffed all the way in her anal canal.
Since the photo shoot she had thought about his cock so many times. She had thought about his cock in her ass almost continuously. But now that it was in her ass she was afraid. It felt like a live missile that could blow her up from the inside. He didn’t care. He simply pulled back and jammed it up her ass again, even harder. Karishma came again as his balls slapped her pussy. It seemed that being helpless and extremely vulnerable under him was her body’s favourite drug. She was intoxicated like she had just downed a full bottle of whisky.
Vikas started fucking her ass with long, powerful strokes, rocking her body back and forth with his hard strokes. Karishma grunted, groaned, moaned and screamed. He didn’t care. He used her like a cheap whore. She was his fucktoy and he had no use for her except as a piece of fuckmeat for his cock. She gripped the desk and pushed back, happy to be his fucktoy. If he wanted to rip her apart with his cock, she was ready for it. That first meeting with him in the closed photo studio had changed Karishma forever. She had grown up being admired and worshipped. He had broken her and shown her what she was really made for. Now, she was a whore, his whore, and that was the reality of her life.
She came again and tried to remember if it was her third or fourth. It didn’t matter. She had his dick in her and he was using her as his whore again. She was his whore. That’s all that mattered. His cockhead was stirring her bowels with each thrust and Karishma knew he could hurt her with that dick if he wanted. It added to the feeling of being completely vulnerable under him. He flattened his forearm on her back and Karishma screamed as her tits got crushed on the desk. The dress was very thin and she could feel her nipples being ground on the wooden desk as Vikas demolished her ass like that’s what she had come for. Well, she had, hadn’t she?
When she had rung his doorbell, wasn’t she hoping he would fuck her again? That’s why she was so wet, wasn’t it? She had walked through the campus in that whore dress and noticed all the guys who drooled. They followed her with their eyes. They adjusted their pants as they got instantly hard at seeing her. Some had been slapped by their girlfriends when they stared at her. It was all good, it was all exciting for Karishma but the main prevalent thought in her mind was that she was dressed just right and hopefully Vikas would want to do her. She had not forgotten his warning about fucking her ass and she had only hoped he would do it.
Knowing that his huge cock will hurt her ass but still being ready for it and craving it, that’s what had told Karishma that she was now his anal whore. Having his cock in her ass was the highest level of excitement and pleasure for her. When she had it in her ass, she surrendered to it and pushed back to invite him to fuck her ass harder. When she didn’t have it in her ass, she thought about it and waited for the next time she could spread her legs and take his massive, brutal cock in her ass again. She was his anal whore. He owned her ass. There was no doubt in Karishma’s mind that Vikas owned her ass and for him she was nothing more than a fucktoy. She had no illusion that he would ever have her as his girlfriend but if he wanted her as his anal whore, she wanted to make sure she would have that position forever.
He crushed her tits on the desk and spanked her ass hard as he fucked her ass. Karishma yelped with his hard strokes and moaned when he slapped her ass. She was right on the edge of the orgasm the whole time. And then as if a switch had been flipped she went into orgasm mode. She came and came again. Her orgasms joined together in a daisy chain and it seemed like the sexual energy was frying her brain. Vikas was pounding her ass like a beast and his huge cock stuffed in her anal canal was like a live electric wire that was shocking her repeatedly without letting her off. She screamed his name over and over as he destroyed her ass like she was born to be his anal whore. Her whole body was throbbing and pulsing with the orgasmic currents.
Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her ass and Karishma collapsed on the floor. Instead of picking her up, Vikas pumped his fist and showered her almost naked body with his hot cum. She moaned in excitement as his hot seed burnt her face and her chest. It soaked through her expensive, sexy dress and marked her as his whore. She took a minute to catch her breath then sat up on her knees and sucked his cock clean. She hadn’t forgotten. No man had ever made her do it but this man deserved it. She knelt at his feet as his whore and ate his cum like it was her food.
Then he told her to go and take a shower. She was in the shower when he joined her. He nailed her against the shower wall.
“Wow!” Sandeepa said.
“He fucked me for about three hours,” Karishma said “in the shower, in the bedroom, on the living room sofa, in the computer chair. He fucked my cunt, my ass, my mouth. If there was any doubt before, he left no doubt this time that was I was his whore and only his whore.”
“Yes, he has a way of doing that.” Sandeepa said looking accusingly at Vikas. He continued eating but a slight smile played on the corner of his lips.
“And then he showed me the photos.” Karishma said “They blew me away. The photos were amazing.”
“He was that good?”
“Better than a professional I could have paid for.” Karishma said “Next day I submitted the photos and went back to his room to tell him I had applied.”
“You didn’t need to, right?” Sandeepa said.
“I didn’t need to. And honestly, my whole body was sore, especially my ass.” Karishma said “But I was a whore, I was his whore. I wanted his dick in me at all times, no matter how much it hurt.”
“Did he say hello this time?” Sandeepa smiled.
Karishma shook her head “Only by jamming his cock up my ass directly this time. And let me tell you when it’s only lubricated with the few drops of his pre-cum, it hurts like hell.”
“So you asked him to stop?” Sandeepa asked.
“Are you crazy? I was his whore. I was his anal whore.” Karishma said “When your owner wants to use you, you don’t say stop you bend over and take it like a good whore. Remember that.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Sandeepa said “Did you get the advertising assignments?”
“Both of them.” Karishma nodded “One of them asked me to bring the photographer because he was better than the guy they had. So, Vikas did the photography on the actual ad also. And guess what, after the shoot, he nailed me right on the set while the crew was packing up. The director was in the room, the crew was moving around the equipment and there I was on all fours on the stage getting my ass demolished by my photographer.”
“Fuck!” Sandeepa said.
“He is not the shy type.” Sanjay said quietly.
“But you had your boyfriend the whole time – Sanjay Sir?” Sandeepa looked at Karishma.
“Yes. I had to find different excuses to go to Vikas but I went pretty much every day or every other day. Every time he drilled me hard and I came back sore and happy.”
Sandeepa said “You didn’t think about breaking up with Sanjay Sir and just go with Vikas Sir?”
Karishma shook her head “Vikas had made it clear right from the beginning that I could only ever be his whore. He told me he will nail me every time he saw me but I could not expect anything more from him. Sanjay was my family-approved boyfriend so I could not break up with him. I did actually love him but Vikas…well, you know.”
“But how long could this continue like that?”
“For a couple of months, Vikas kept pounding me every time I could go to him. A few times he fucked me in the college also when there was a chance. Once I could not see him for three days and I was so hungry for his cock I went and attended a lecture he was attending even though it was not my class. It was a big class, I sucked his dick during the lecture.”
“Wow.”
“One time, Sanjay went home for a few days. I spent that weekend at Vikas’ place. He destroyed me even more thoroughly that weekend. I was sore all over when I came back.”
“And Sanjay Sir didn’t find out?”
“For a while he didn’t, but then one day I was going to see Vikas and Sanjay said he would come with me.”
Sanjay said “Someone had sent me an anonymous note that my girlfriend was spreading her legs for my friend.”
“Oh.” Sandeepa said and looked at Karishma to continue.
“I tried to dissuade Sanjay from coming with me, of course.” Karishma said.
They had to have a pause in the story as they finished eating and everybody retired to the living room. Karishma was still in the kitchen when Sandeepa came to Vikas and asked “Do you need anything, Sir?”
He nodded and opened his zip. His cock was hard. Sandeepa did a quick intake of breath. She took his hand and sat on his lap. He guided her to sit sideways on his lap and as she lowered her ass on his thighs, he pushed his hard cock into her cunt. Sandeepa gasped as her own weight pushed the thick, long shaft deep into her tight pussy, knocking her breath out. She whimpered and adjusted, taking his thick, long beast deeper inside her until it was buried fully deep in her cunt. Then his cockhead ground on her cervix when she squirmed.
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