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17-10-2026, 11:42 PM
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**THE AGREEMENT**
**LIFETIME SLAVE CONTRACT**
*Between The Master and The Subject*
Ye contract do logo ke beech ka hai:
**The Master** — Krish
**The Subject** — Kavya
Ye contract sign karne ke baad bilkul final hai. Baad me isme koi badlav nahi hoga. Koi shart nahi chlegi.
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**Clause 1 — Status aur Ownership**
1.1 Subject apne life time ke liye Master ko submit karegi.
1.2 Ye malikana uske body, samay, dhyan aur loyalty par hoga.
1.3 Subject Master ko sirf Master ya Sir bol sakti hai.
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**Clause 2 — Body aur Access**
2.1 Master ko Subject ke body par pura haq hai.
2.2 Ye haq kabhi bhi use kar sakta hai — din ya raat, kisi bhi din, bina pehle bataye.
2.3 Jaise chahe, waise use kar sakta hai.
2.4 Kisi bhi jagah — ghar, hotel, office, car, ya jahan chahe.
2.5 Ek baar sign karne ke baad consent hamesha ke liye maan liya jayega. Har baar poochhna zaroori nahi.
2.6 Subject mana nahi kar sakti, sirf tab jab wo bimaar ho.
2.7 Subject ko hamesha apna body saaf, theek aur Master ki pasand ke hisab se ready rakhna hoga.
2.8 Subject ka body hamesha Master ke aane ke liye taiyar rahega.
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**Clause 3 — Samay aur Availability**
3.1 Subject apni job rakh sakti hai, par usse Master ke kaam me rukavat nahi honi chahiye.
3.2 Master jab bhi bulaye, uska hukm sabse pehle hoga.
3.3 Koi kaam, function, family ya dost — kuch bhi Master ke call se bada nahi.
3.4 Subject apna schedule Master ko pehle se batayegi.
3.5 Safar ya kisi ke saath rehna ho toh Master ke hisab se karegi.
3.6 Phone hamesha paas rahega. Poochhne par batayegi wo kahan hai. Koi plan banaye toh Master ko batayegi. Sab ke saamne hukm par sawaal nahi karegi.
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**Clause 4 — Raaz aur Bahar ki Duniya**
4.1 Ye contract sirf Master aur Subject ke beech rahega.
4.2 Subject kisi ko nahi batayegi — na family, na behen, na dost, na colleague.
4.3 Bahar ki duniya ke liye wo ek normal employee rahegi.
4.4 Master ki permission ke bina sach nahi khulega.
4.5 Master jisko chahe bata sakta hai — jitne logo ko chahe.
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**Clause 5 — Loyalty aur Exclusivity**
5.1 Subject sirf Master ki hogi.
5.2 Koi doosra aadmi uska haq nahi jata sakta — na dil se, na body se.
5.3 Koi purana rishta ya aage aane wala proposal Master ke aage chhota hai.
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**Clause 6 — Subject ke Kartavya**
6.1 Subject Master ke hukm ko bina bahas maanegi. Apni sehat, safai aur fitness achhi rakhegi, jaise Master chahe. Kapde, makeup aur look bhi Master ke hisab se rakhegi.
6.2 Subject Master ke liye aur order ke liye anytime available rahegi.
6.3 Koi bada faisla Master ko bataye bina nahi karegi.
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**Clause 7 — Master ka Adhikar**
7.1 Is contract ke har mamle me Master ka pura adhikar hoga
7.2 Uska hukm final hoga. Koi appeal nahi, koi bahas nahi.
7.3 Wo kabhi bhi Subject ko koi chhoot de sakta hai, badal sakta hai ya wapas le sakta hai.
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**Clause 8 — Body ka Use**
8.1 Master Subject ke body ko jaise chahe use kar sakta hai.
8.2 Touch, kiss, foreplay aur pura sex — sab kuch.
8.3 Kisi bhi position me, kitni bhi der, kitni bhi baar.
8.4 Mouth, haath, pura body — jab chahe use kare.
8.5 Protection use karna hai ya nahi, ye wo tay karega.
8.6 Andar ya bahar — uski marzi.
8.7 Ek din me kai baar ho sakta hai.
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**Clause 9 — Master ka Doosron ko Dena**
9.1 Master apni marzi se Subject ko kisi ko bhi de sakta hai — use karne ke liye
9.2 Kabhi bhi, kisi bhi waqt, bina pehle bataye.
9.3 Kahin bhi — uske ghar, apne ghar, hotel, party, ya jahan wo chahe.
9.4 Kisi bhi tarah se — jaise wo chahe, jitna chahe.
9.5 Kisi se bhi — apne dost, business partner, ya jise wo chune.
9.6 Aur kitno se bhi — ek saath bhi, alag alag bhi. Jitno ko wo chahe.
9.7 Kab tak, kitni der — sab Master tay karega.
9.8 Subject ko pura hukm maanna hoga, chahe wo usse jaanti ho ya na jaanti ho.
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**Clause 10 — Body ki Dekh-rekh aur Badlav**
10.1 Master Subject ka look apni marzi se tay kar sakta hai.
10.2 Isme ye sab shamil hai:
(a) Baal — lambai, style, rang, cut
(b) Body hair — waxing ya shaving, pura body, time par
© Skin — safai, naramai, oiling
(d) Nakhun — lambai, shape, rang
(e) Makeup — halka ya poora, mauke ke hisab se
(f) Kapde — chahe toh wo tay karega
(g) Innerwear — wo chahe toh khud choose karega
(h) Fitness — exercise, weight, toning
(i) Diet — zaroorat pade toh badal sakta hai
(j) Weight — jo figure wo chahe, wo banaye rakhe
10.3 Piercing, tattoo ya koi pakka badlav — Master ki permission se.
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**Clause 11 — Master ke Tarike aur Khel**
11.1 Master Subject ke saath koi bhi tarika apna sakta hai — jaise chahe.
11.2 Isme shamil hai:
(a) BDSM — bandhana, rope, handcuff, blindfold, collar. Zubaani hukm, discipline, dominance aur submission.
(b) Rough — sakht, tez, kheench, dabaa, zor lagana. Jaise wo chahe.
© Spanking aur Chot — thappad, belt, chadi, bite, khinchai. Nishaan bhi.
(d) Pet Play — Master ke pet ki tarah rehna. Collar, leash, charna, bolna-warna band, hukm maanna. Jab chahe.
(e) Humiliation — sharm dilana, neeche rakhna, bulana jaise chahe, tareef karna ya tang karna. Jitna chahe.
(f) Exhibition — doosron ke saamne use karna, dikhana, ya kisi ke saath rakhna. Private bhi, public bhi.
(g) Machines aur Toys — koi bhi machine, toy, ya equipment. Bondage table, chair, swings, ya kuch bhi. Jitna chahe, jab chahe.
(h) Senses — wax, ice, oil, blindfold, earplug, ya kuch bhi.
(i) Positions aur Jagah — kisi bhi position me, kisi bhi jagah, kisi bhi cheez ke saath.
11.3 Ye sab Master ki marzi se. Subject sab maanegi, bina shart.
11.4 Naye tareeke aaye toh wo bhi usi tarah cover
honge.
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**Clause 12 — Training**
12.1 Subject ko Master ke hisab se dhalna hoga.
12.2 Shuruaat ka time training hoga.
12.3 Subject uski pasand, uske mood, uske tareeke seekhegi.
12.4 Master usse guide karega aur dhale ga.
12.5 Subject jaldi aur khushi se seekhne ki koshish karegi.
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**Clause 13 — Badle me Master ki Zimmedari**
13.1 Badle me Master Subject ke poore pariwar — papa, mummy aur behen — ki zimmedari apne upar leta hai.
13.2 Isme shamil hai:
(a) Sabka pura ilaaj aur sehat, jeevan bhar
(b) Paise ki suraksha aur zaroorat ka sahara
© Behen ki padhai aur shaadi ka kharcha
(d) Ghar, rehna aur suraksha
(e) Koi bhi achanak zaroorat
13.3 Subject ya uske pariwar se koi paisa wapas
nahi maanga jayega.
13.4 Ye zimmedari tab tak rahegi jab tak ye contract rahega — matlab jeevan bhar.
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**Clause 14 — Contract ke Niyam**
14.1 Ye contract badla nahi ja sakta.
14.2 Ek baar sign karne ke baad Subject apni marzi se nikal nahi sakti. Nikalna Master ke faisle par hai.
14.3 Ye contract jeevan bhar ka hai.
14.4 Master ke zubaani hukm ki bhi wahi value hogi jo is contract ki hai.
14.5 Koi bhi badlav sirf Master kar sakta hai.
14.6 Jo isme likha nahi, wo Master ki marzi par hai — likha hua aur na likha hua, sab Subject maan leti hai.
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**Clause 15 — Bachcha / Pregnancy**
15.1 Agar Subject pregnant ho jaye toh rakhna hai ya nahi — Master tay karega.
15.2 Bachche ka rishta bhi Master ke hisab se hoga.
15.3 Pregnancy ke dauran aur baad me kya karna hai — sab Master ki iccha.
15.4 Bachche ki zimmedari bhi Master ki hogi, agar wo chahe.
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**Clause 16 — Shaadi**
16.1 Master kisi se bhi shaadi kar sakta hai, agar chahe.
16.2 Subject shaadi karegi ya nahi — Master tay karega.
16.3 Subject ki shaadi ho bhi jaye toh bhi wo pehle Master ki rahegi.
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**Clause 17 — Safe Word**
17.1 Koi ek shabd hoga ya nahi — Master tay karega.
17.2 Agar tay kare, toh us shabd par Master rukega.
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**Clause 18 — Baaki Sab**
18.1 Photos aur Videos — Master Subject ki photos le sakta hai, videos bana sakta hai, jisko chahe dikha sakta hai, social media pe daal sakta hai. Sab uski marzi.
18.2 Sehat aur Tests — Regular checkup, STD tests aur birth control Master tay karega. Doctor bhi uska hoga, agar wo chahe. Kharcha Master ka.
18.3 Periods ke Time — Us waqt access rahega ya nahi, ye Master tay karega. Uske hisab se Subject ready rahegi.
18.4 Raat aur Rehna — Raat saath rahegi ya ghar wapas jaayegi, ye Master tay karega. Bahar rehna ho toh intezam bhi wo karega.
18.5 Public me Behaviour — Bahar kaise baat karegi, chhuna, haath pakadna, close rehna — sab Master tay karega.
18.6 Marks — Master hickey, bite ya koi nishaan laga sakta hai, jahan chahe. Office me dikhe toh chhupana Subject ka kaam.
18.7 Exit pe Kya — Agar Master kabhi Subject ko chhod de, tab bhi saari zimmedari Master ki hi rahegi — family, paisa, sehat, sab. Subject ko kuch milega ya nahi — Master tay karega.
18.8 Doosre Mard se Baat — Normal baat, dosti, coffee — Master ki permission ke andar. Koi close ho sakta hai ya nahi — Master tay karega.
18.9 Emergency — Agar Subject ko emergency ho aur Master na mile, toh wo apna faisla le sakti hai. Baad me Master ko batayegi.
Clause 19 — Dard aur Saza
19.1 Master Subject ko dard de sakta hai — jitna chahe, jaise chahe.
19.2 Khel ke liye bhi, saza ke liye bhi — jab galti ho ya jab sirf maza aaye.
19.3 Tarike — spanking, belt, chadi, pinch, bite, clamp, whip, cane, baal kheench, ya kuch bhi.
19.4 Kitna dard, kab tak — Master tay karega.
19.5 Subject bina shikayat maanegi. Nishaan lage toh wo uski nishani hai.
19.6 Saza turant bhi, baad me bhi. Aur saza ke baad chahe toh dilwa bhi sakta hai
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Kavya ghar aayi. Kripa sofa pe thi.
"Kahan thi?"
"Kisi se milne," Kavya ne kaha, file peeche chhupate hue.Kamre mein gayi. Darwaza band. File bed pe rakhi. Baith gayi.
Aur ek minute tak kuch nahi kiya. Bas file ko dekhti rahi.
Usse pata tha. Andar se. Woh kal se jaanti thi. Uske paas dusra rasta nahi hai. Papa ICU mein, 30 lakh, har mahine 4 lakh, bank ne mana kar diya. Aur ek aadmi hai jo sab de sakta hai.
Bas ek signature ke badle.
"Aur wo bhi ek aadmi," usne kaha. "Jise maine kal tak dekha bhi nahi."
Usne file kholi. Aur padhne lagi.
"Submit." Wo shabd ruk gaya uske gale mein. "Submit. Jaise koi haar maan raha ho."
Usne aage padha. "Master ya Sir bulana hoga."
Cheeks garam ho gaye. Kyun, pata nahi. Bas ho gaye.
**"Kabhi bhi. Din ya raat. Bina pehle bataye. Kisi bhi jagah."**
Usne padha. Do baar. Teen baar.
"Kabhi bhi."
Haath apne pet pe rakh diya. Bina socha. Aur usne feel kiya - andar, neeche, kuch. Gili si.
"Chee," usne kaha. "Abhi tak haath bhi nahi lagaya isne. Bas padh rahi hoon. Aur ye... ye ho raha hai."
Usne aage padha. "Har baar poochhega bhi nahi. Ek baar haan, hamesha haan."
"Matlab main ek baar sign karungi... aur phir... phir kabhi 'nahi' nahi bol paungi. Kabhi."
Kisi ko nahi batayegi. Na behen, na family, na dost.
Usne darwaze ki taraf dekha. Kripa bahar thi. TV ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
"Kripa ko bhi nahi bataungi."
Aur phir achanak usse rona aaya. Bina wajah. Bas aankhein bhar aayi.
"Wo meri behen hai. Aur usse pata bhi nahi chalega ki main kya hoon. Kisi ki... kisi ki kya hoon."
Usne khud se poocha - "Aakhir main kya hoon? Na biwi, na girlfriend. Toh kya? Kuch bhi nahi. Bas ek chhupi hui cheez."
Usne aansu ponchhe. Gussa aaya.
**"Koi doosra uska haq nahi jata sakta."**
"Matlab na koi boyfriend. Na koi rishta. Na koi aage. Bas wo."
Usne socha - "Toh meri shaadi? Kripa ki hogi, aur meri? Ya main kabhi kisi ki nahi ho sakti? Kyunki main pehle se kisi ki hoon."
**"Kisi ko bhi de sakta hai. Use karne ke liye."**
Yahan wo ruki. Poora paragraph do baar padha.
"Matlab... wo mujhe kisi aur ko de sakta hai? Aur wo bhi kisi ko bhi? Kitno ko bhi?"
Usne socha - "Ek din main uski. Agle din kisi aur ke saath. Aur mujhe pata bhi nahi hoga pehle."
Chehre pe haath rakh diya. Garam tha.
"Ye toh... ye toh bahut hai."
**"BDSM. Bandhana. Collar. Pet ki tarah. Humiliation. Doosron ke saamne."**
Usne padha. Aur phir ek baar. Aankhein badi ho gayi.
Rope? Bandhega? Collar? Pet ki tarah rehna? Aur doosron ke saamne bhi?"
Usne socha - "Ye sirf sex nahi hai. Ye ek poori duniya hai. Aur main usme ghus rahi hoon. Poori tarah."
Aur neeche wahi. Gili. Ab pakka.
Usne khud se kaha - "Mujhe kya pata tha. Ye sab."
Usne file band ki. Side me table pr rkhi. Wo bed pr let kr sochne lagi, wo ro rhi thi apni lismat pr, use kch smjh nhi aa rha tha, usko nind nhi aa rhi thi wo sb soch doch kr dar rhi thi pr ek alg sa mza ya accepence bhi
tha uske vicharo me wo br br uske ya sex k bare me sochti to niche apne aap gila pan aa jata body garam si hone lgti usko nhi pta tha kya ho rha hai. Wo do din esehi nikl gye hospital wgrh me pr uska dhyan ab kisi kaam me nhi tha wo bs apne room me or bs ro rhi thi or usko pta tha isko haan khne k alawa uske ps koi chara nhi hai, pr sath hi sath usko, accha bhi lg rha tha ek alag hi sharir me maze ki lhr bhi.....
Abb wo mobile open krti hai wo us no. pr msg krti hai
"Yes sir i accepted " send krti hai or uska no Sir name se save kr deti hai..
Sibh uske ps msg aata hai ok to 2 din apni life enjoy krlo fr milte hai,
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Ab 2 din normal nikle, papa ki sehat me bhi sudhar tha, sb shi tha, abhi tk krish ka koi msg nhi aaya tha
Sham ko uske ps msg aata hai.
Ghr pr bol do k ab office me bulaya hai, kl nikalna hoga shahr me flat pr, or packing kr lo
Aane k bd msg krna.
Ab wo flat me hai usne msg kiya sir me phuch gyi,
Fr usko msg aaya good, ab usko ek msg aaya usme ekbade restaurant ka address tha
Hotel The Ember
6 pm sharp,
All black clothes me,
Or wo contract sath lana...
Ab wo time dekhti hai 4 bje hai wo ready hone lgti hai,, wo black bra panty phnti hai fr Knee-length black bodycon dress, sleeveless, elegant neckline, paired with heels aur chhota clutch. Minimal makeup, krti hai apna bag uthati hai usme file, mobile nd all rkhti hai cab book krke nikal jati hai.
**Hotel The Ember - 5:55 Pm
Restaurant hotel ke andar tha, 3rd floor par. Lift se utri. Entrance bada tha - wooden doors, dim warm lighting, glass walls se shehar dikh raha tha. Bahar ek chhota host desk tha, ek well-dressed hostess khadi thi.
Kavya andar aayi. Uski saansein thodi tez thi. Heels ki awaaz marble par goonj rahi thi.
Hostess ne smile di. "Good evening ma'am. Reservation?"
"Kavya," usne kaha.
Hostess ne tablet dekha. "Ji, table number 6. Is taraf."
Kavya peeche chali. Restaurant bada tha, par shaant. Kam log the. Dim light. Har table par candle.
Table number 6 - table nahi tha. Ek corner booth tha, leather sofas. Aur us sofa par koi baitha tha.
Krish.
Kaali shirt, top button khula. Baal peeche. Ek glass haath mein - amber, jaise whiskey. Shaant, relaxed. Jaise poori jagah uski ho. Aur wo wait kar raha ho - bina kisi jaldi ke.
Usne Kavya ko dekha. Nazar ruki. Uske honton par halki si smile aayi.
"Aa gayi," usne kaha.
Kavya khadi rahi. "Sir."
"Baith," usne samne wale sofa par ishara kiya.
Kavya baithi. Peeth seedhi.
Krish ne waiter ko ishara kiya. "Do mocktail. Aur jo maine bola tha, wo laga do."
Phir Kavya ki taraf dekha. "Khaane mein kya loge?"
Kavya ne menu dekha. Kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. "Aap... aap jo kahen."
"Haan, par tumhari pasand bhi hai," usne kaha.
Kavya ne jaldi se kuch order kar diya. Waiter chala gaya.
Ab dono akale the. Candle ki roshni. Aur Krish usse dekh raha tha.
Krish ne apna glass uthaya. Ek sip liya. Glass wapas rakha. Aur Kavya ki taraf dekha.
"Toh," usne kaha, awaaz shaant. "Ready ho?"
Kavya ne dekha.
"Koi zabardasti nahi hai," Krish ne aage kaha. "Ye tum apni iccha se karna chahti ho?"
Kavya kuch nahi bol payi.
Uske andar sawaal ghoom gaya. Sach kya tha?
Sach ye tha ki wo majboori mein thi. Papa ICU mein, 30 lakh, koi rasta nahi. Aur ye aadmi sab de raha tha. Ek signature ke badle.
Par...
Uske andar ek aur baat thi. Jo wo chhupa rahi thi. Wo bhi chahti thi. Ye jaanna chahti thi ki aage kya hoga. Kaise hoga. Uske andar bhi haan thi. Bas apne aap se keh nahi pa rahi thi.
Wo soch mein thi. Zyada der.
Krish ne dekha. Phir bola, is baar thoda kadak.
"Bolo."
Kavya ki saans atak gayi. Awaaz mein dar aaya.
"Haan sir," usne kaha. "Main ready hoon."
Wo ruki. Phir aage kaha, dheere se. "Family ke liye bhi."
Krish ne usse dekha. "Aur lifetime ke liye?"
Kavya kuch nahi boli. Ye sawaal bhaari tha. 28 saal ki. Poora jeevan. Ek hafte mein faisla.
Krish ne dekha. Wo samajh gaya.
"Thik hai," usne kaha. "Ek kaam karte hain."
Kavya ne nazar uthai.
"Tum ek saal ke liye meri slave rahogi," Krish ne kaha. "Ek saal. Bas."
Kavya ne dekha. "Ek saal?"
"Haan. Aur agar tumhe lage ki tumhe continue karna chahiye, toh hum aage badhenge. Warna nahi."
Usne glass uthaya. Ek aur sip liya.
"Manzoor hai toh jo file di thi, uspar sign kar do."
Kavya ne file dekha. Ek saal. Itna toh bharosa kar sakti thi. Ek saal mein pata chal jayega. Aur agar bura lage toh... nikal sakti thi.
Wo sochi. Ek do minute. Phir clutch se pen nikali.
Aur sign kar di.
Apna naam. **Kavya.**
Haath thoda kaanp raha tha. Par sign ho gaya.
Usne file Krish ki taraf badhai.
Krish ne li. Usne bhi apni jagah sign kiya. **Krish.**
Aur file apne paas rakh li. Side mein. Jaise ek cheez ho. Jo ab uski ho.
Phir Kavya ki taraf dekha. Aur halki si smile.
"Congrats," usne kaha. "Ab tum meri slave ho."
Kavya ne saans li. Wo shabd. Ab sach ho gaya tha.
Krish ne apni drink uthai. Ek sip liya. Phir glass rakha. Aur seedha Kavya ki taraf dekha.
"Toh," usne kaha. "Sabse pehle."
Kavya ne dekha.
"Apni panty utaro," Krish ne kaha. "Aur table par rakh do."
Kavya ke haath ruk gaye. Restaurant ke beech mein. Sofa par.
Pehle dar aaya. "Yahan? Sab ke saamne?" Usne idhar udhar dekha. Log the. Waiter the. Koi usse dekh bhi nahi raha tha. Par usse laga jaise sab dekh rahe hain.
Usne Krish ki taraf dekha. Nazar se poocha - *sir, yahan?*
Krish ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas usse dekhta raha. Wohi halki smile. Jaise keh raha ho - *abhi toh shuruat hai.*
Kavya ko jawab nahi mila. Aur bina jawab... usne khud hi faisla kar liya.
Usne dheere se apna haath dress ke neeche daala. Neeche. Aur wahan touch kiya, Aur ruk gayi.
Uska dil dhadka. Panty halki si gili thi. Bas thodi. Par gili thi. Usne socha - *"Kab se? Kab hui main aisi? Bas baat ki hai isne. Kuch kiya bhi nahi. Aur ye..."*
Cheeks garam. Aur ab wapas nikalna mushkil tha. Kyunki Krish dekh raha tha.
Usne himmat ki. Dress pakdi. Uthi. Dheere se panty utari - paon se nikali. Black panty.
Usne dekha kahan rakhna hai. Table par. Bilkul beech mein. Candle ke paas Aur rakhi.
Ab wo kaali chhoti cheez table par padi thi. Dono ke beech. Jaise koi saboot. Jaise koi elaan.
Kavya baith gayi. Dress theek ki. Par usse laga - jaise ab wo adhuri hai. Neeche kuch khaali hai. Hawa lag rahi thi.
Aur **humiliation**. Wo cheeks par laali ki tarah chadh raha tha.
Ek aadmi ke saamne. Ek restaurant mein. Aur usne apni panty utaar ke table par rakh di. Jaise koi cheez. Jaise ek order.
Usne Krish ki taraf dekha.
Krish ne table par rakhi panty dekhi. Phir Kavya ko. Phir apni drink uthai. Ek sip liya. Glass rakha.
"Achha," usne kaha.
Bas. Itna hi. Aur uski aankhon mein woh smile.
Kavya ne saans li. Andar kuch garam tha. Aur bahar, ek sharam, jo usse chhoti kar rahi thi.
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**THE AGREEMENT**
**LIFETIME SLAVE CONTRACT**
*Between The Master and The Subject*
Ye contract do logo ke beech ka hai:
**The Master** — Krish
**The Subject** — Kavya
Ye contract sign karne ke baad bilkul final hai. Baad me isme koi badlav nahi hoga. Koi shart nahi chlegi.
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**Clause 1 — Status aur Ownership**
1.1 Subject apne life time ke liye Master ko submit karegi.
1.2 Ye malikana uske body, samay, dhyan aur loyalty par hoga.
1.3 Subject Master ko sirf Master ya Sir bol sakti hai.
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**Clause 2 — Body aur Access**
2.1 Master ko Subject ke body par pura haq hai.
2.2 Ye haq kabhi bhi use kar sakta hai — din ya raat, kisi bhi din, bina pehle bataye.
2.3 Jaise chahe, waise use kar sakta hai.
2.4 Kisi bhi jagah — ghar, hotel, office, car, ya jahan chahe.
2.5 Ek baar sign karne ke baad consent hamesha ke liye maan liya jayega. Har baar poochhna zaroori nahi.
2.6 Subject mana nahi kar sakti, sirf tab jab wo bimaar ho.
2.7 Subject ko hamesha apna body saaf, theek aur Master ki pasand ke hisab se ready rakhna hoga.
2.8 Subject ka body hamesha Master ke aane ke liye taiyar rahega.
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**Clause 3 — Samay aur Availability**
3.1 Subject apni job rakh sakti hai, par usse Master ke kaam me rukavat nahi honi chahiye.
3.2 Master jab bhi bulaye, uska hukm sabse pehle hoga.
3.3 Koi kaam, function, family ya dost — kuch bhi Master ke call se bada nahi.
3.4 Subject apna schedule Master ko pehle se batayegi.
3.5 Safar ya kisi ke saath rehna ho toh Master ke hisab se karegi.
3.6 Phone hamesha paas rahega. Poochhne par batayegi wo kahan hai. Koi plan banaye toh Master ko batayegi. Sab ke saamne hukm par sawaal nahi karegi.
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**Clause 4 — Raaz aur Bahar ki Duniya**
4.1 Ye contract sirf Master aur Subject ke beech rahega.
4.2 Subject kisi ko nahi batayegi — na family, na behen, na dost, na colleague.
4.3 Bahar ki duniya ke liye wo ek normal employee rahegi.
4.4 Master ki permission ke bina sach nahi khulega.
4.5 Master jisko chahe bata sakta hai — jitne logo ko chahe.
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**Clause 5 — Loyalty aur Exclusivity**
5.1 Subject sirf Master ki hogi.
5.2 Koi doosra aadmi uska haq nahi jata sakta — na dil se, na body se.
5.3 Koi purana rishta ya aage aane wala proposal Master ke aage chhota hai.
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**Clause 6 — Subject ke Kartavya**
6.1 Subject Master ke hukm ko bina bahas maanegi. Apni sehat, safai aur fitness achhi rakhegi, jaise Master chahe. Kapde, makeup aur look bhi Master ke hisab se rakhegi.
6.2 Subject Master ke liye aur order ke liye anytime available rahegi.
6.3 Koi bada faisla Master ko bataye bina nahi karegi.
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**Clause 7 — Master ka Adhikar**
7.1 Is contract ke har mamle me Master ka pura adhikar hoga
7.2 Uska hukm final hoga. Koi appeal nahi, koi bahas nahi.
7.3 Wo kabhi bhi Subject ko koi chhoot de sakta hai, badal sakta hai ya wapas le sakta hai.
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**Clause 8 — Body ka Use**
8.1 Master Subject ke body ko jaise chahe use kar sakta hai.
8.2 Touch, kiss, foreplay aur pura sex — sab kuch.
8.3 Kisi bhi position me, kitni bhi der, kitni bhi baar.
8.4 Mouth, haath, pura body — jab chahe use kare.
8.5 Protection use karna hai ya nahi, ye wo tay karega.
8.6 Andar ya bahar — uski marzi.
8.7 Ek din me kai baar ho sakta hai.
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**Clause 9 — Master ka Doosron ko Dena**
9.1 Master apni marzi se Subject ko kisi ko bhi de sakta hai — use karne ke liye
9.2 Kabhi bhi, kisi bhi waqt, bina pehle bataye.
9.3 Kahin bhi — uske ghar, apne ghar, hotel, party, ya jahan wo chahe.
9.4 Kisi bhi tarah se — jaise wo chahe, jitna chahe.
9.5 Kisi se bhi — apne dost, business partner, ya jise wo chune.
9.6 Aur kitno se bhi — ek saath bhi, alag alag bhi. Jitno ko wo chahe.
9.7 Kab tak, kitni der — sab Master tay karega.
9.8 Subject ko pura hukm maanna hoga, chahe wo usse jaanti ho ya na jaanti ho.
---
**Clause 10 — Body ki Dekh-rekh aur Badlav**
10.1 Master Subject ka look apni marzi se tay kar sakta hai.
10.2 Isme ye sab shamil hai:
(a) Baal — lambai, style, rang, cut
(b) Body hair — waxing ya shaving, pura body, time par
© Skin — safai, naramai, oiling
(d) Nakhun — lambai, shape, rang
(e) Makeup — halka ya poora, mauke ke hisab se
(f) Kapde — chahe toh wo tay karega
(g) Innerwear — wo chahe toh khud choose karega
(h) Fitness — exercise, weight, toning
(i) Diet — zaroorat pade toh badal sakta hai
(j) Weight — jo figure wo chahe, wo banaye rakhe
10.3 Piercing, tattoo ya koi pakka badlav — Master ki permission se.
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**Clause 11 — Master ke Tarike aur Khel**
11.1 Master Subject ke saath koi bhi tarika apna sakta hai — jaise chahe.
11.2 Isme shamil hai:
(a) BDSM — bandhana, rope, handcuff, blindfold, collar. Zubaani hukm, discipline, dominance aur submission.
(b) Rough — sakht, tez, kheench, dabaa, zor lagana. Jaise wo chahe.
© Spanking aur Chot — thappad, belt, chadi, bite, khinchai. Nishaan bhi.
(d) Pet Play — Master ke pet ki tarah rehna. Collar, leash, charna, bolna-warna band, hukm maanna. Jab chahe.
(e) Humiliation — sharm dilana, neeche rakhna, bulana jaise chahe, tareef karna ya tang karna. Jitna chahe.
(f) Exhibition — doosron ke saamne use karna, dikhana, ya kisi ke saath rakhna. Private bhi, public bhi.
(g) Machines aur Toys — koi bhi machine, toy, ya equipment. Bondage table, chair, swings, ya kuch bhi. Jitna chahe, jab chahe.
(h) Senses — wax, ice, oil, blindfold, earplug, ya kuch bhi.
(i) Positions aur Jagah — kisi bhi position me, kisi bhi jagah, kisi bhi cheez ke saath.
11.3 Ye sab Master ki marzi se. Subject sab maanegi, bina shart.
11.4 Naye tareeke aaye toh wo bhi usi tarah cover
honge.
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**Clause 12 — Training**
12.1 Subject ko Master ke hisab se dhalna hoga.
12.2 Shuruaat ka time training hoga.
12.3 Subject uski pasand, uske mood, uske tareeke seekhegi.
12.4 Master usse guide karega aur dhale ga.
12.5 Subject jaldi aur khushi se seekhne ki koshish karegi.
---
**Clause 13 — Badle me Master ki Zimmedari**
13.1 Badle me Master Subject ke poore pariwar — papa, mummy aur behen — ki zimmedari apne upar leta hai.
13.2 Isme shamil hai:
(a) Sabka pura ilaaj aur sehat, jeevan bhar
(b) Paise ki suraksha aur zaroorat ka sahara
© Behen ki padhai aur shaadi ka kharcha
(d) Ghar, rehna aur suraksha
(e) Koi bhi achanak zaroorat
13.3 Subject ya uske pariwar se koi paisa wapas
nahi maanga jayega.
13.4 Ye zimmedari tab tak rahegi jab tak ye contract rahega — matlab jeevan bhar.
---
**Clause 14 — Contract ke Niyam**
14.1 Ye contract badla nahi ja sakta.
14.2 Ek baar sign karne ke baad Subject apni marzi se nikal nahi sakti. Nikalna Master ke faisle par hai.
14.3 Ye contract jeevan bhar ka hai.
14.4 Master ke zubaani hukm ki bhi wahi value hogi jo is contract ki hai.
14.5 Koi bhi badlav sirf Master kar sakta hai.
14.6 Jo isme likha nahi, wo Master ki marzi par hai — likha hua aur na likha hua, sab Subject maan leti hai.
---
**Clause 15 — Bachcha / Pregnancy**
15.1 Agar Subject pregnant ho jaye toh rakhna hai ya nahi — Master tay karega.
15.2 Bachche ka rishta bhi Master ke hisab se hoga.
15.3 Pregnancy ke dauran aur baad me kya karna hai — sab Master ki iccha.
15.4 Bachche ki zimmedari bhi Master ki hogi, agar wo chahe.
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**Clause 16 — Shaadi**
16.1 Master kisi se bhi shaadi kar sakta hai, agar chahe.
16.2 Subject shaadi karegi ya nahi — Master tay karega.
16.3 Subject ki shaadi ho bhi jaye toh bhi wo pehle Master ki rahegi.
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**Clause 17 — Safe Word**
17.1 Koi ek shabd hoga ya nahi — Master tay karega.
17.2 Agar tay kare, toh us shabd par Master rukega.
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**Clause 18 — Baaki Sab**
18.1 Photos aur Videos — Master Subject ki photos le sakta hai, videos bana sakta hai, jisko chahe dikha sakta hai, social media pe daal sakta hai. Sab uski marzi.
18.2 Sehat aur Tests — Regular checkup, STD tests aur birth control Master tay karega. Doctor bhi uska hoga, agar wo chahe. Kharcha Master ka.
18.3 Periods ke Time — Us waqt access rahega ya nahi, ye Master tay karega. Uske hisab se Subject ready rahegi.
18.4 Raat aur Rehna — Raat saath rahegi ya ghar wapas jaayegi, ye Master tay karega. Bahar rehna ho toh intezam bhi wo karega.
18.5 Public me Behaviour — Bahar kaise baat karegi, chhuna, haath pakadna, close rehna — sab Master tay karega.
18.6 Marks — Master hickey, bite ya koi nishaan laga sakta hai, jahan chahe. Office me dikhe toh chhupana Subject ka kaam.
18.7 Exit pe Kya — Agar Master kabhi Subject ko chhod de, tab bhi saari zimmedari Master ki hi rahegi — family, paisa, sehat, sab. Subject ko kuch milega ya nahi — Master tay karega.
18.8 Doosre Mard se Baat — Normal baat, dosti, coffee — Master ki permission ke andar. Koi close ho sakta hai ya nahi — Master tay karega.
18.9 Emergency — Agar Subject ko emergency ho aur Master na mile, toh wo apna faisla le sakti hai. Baad me Master ko batayegi.
Clause 19 — Dard aur Saza
19.1 Master Subject ko dard de sakta hai — jitna chahe, jaise chahe.
19.2 Khel ke liye bhi, saza ke liye bhi — jab galti ho ya jab sirf maza aaye.
19.3 Tarike — spanking, belt, chadi, pinch, bite, clamp, whip, cane, baal kheench, ya kuch bhi.
19.4 Kitna dard, kab tak — Master tay karega.
19.5 Subject bina shikayat maanegi. Nishaan lage toh wo uski nishani hai.
19.6 Saza turant bhi, baad me bhi. Aur saza ke baad chahe toh dilwa bhi sakta hai
...............
Kavya ghar aayi. Kripa sofa pe thi.
"Kahan thi?"
"Kisi se milne," Kavya ne kaha, file peeche chhupate hue.Kamre mein gayi. Darwaza band. File bed pe rakhi. Baith gayi.
Aur ek minute tak kuch nahi kiya. Bas file ko dekhti rahi.
Usse pata tha. Andar se. Woh kal se jaanti thi. Uske paas dusra rasta nahi hai. Papa ICU mein, 30 lakh, har mahine 4 lakh, bank ne mana kar diya. Aur ek aadmi hai jo sab de sakta hai.
Bas ek signature ke badle.
"Aur wo bhi ek aadmi," usne kaha. "Jise maine kal tak dekha bhi nahi."
Usne file kholi. Aur padhne lagi.
"Submit." Wo shabd ruk gaya uske gale mein. "Submit. Jaise koi haar maan raha ho."
Usne aage padha. "Master ya Sir bulana hoga."
Cheeks garam ho gaye. Kyun, pata nahi. Bas ho gaye.
**"Kabhi bhi. Din ya raat. Bina pehle bataye. Kisi bhi jagah."**
Usne padha. Do baar. Teen baar.
"Kabhi bhi."
Haath apne pet pe rakh diya. Bina socha. Aur usne feel kiya - andar, neeche, kuch. Gili si.
"Chee," usne kaha. "Abhi tak haath bhi nahi lagaya isne. Bas padh rahi hoon. Aur ye... ye ho raha hai."
Usne aage padha. "Har baar poochhega bhi nahi. Ek baar haan, hamesha haan."
"Matlab main ek baar sign karungi... aur phir... phir kabhi 'nahi' nahi bol paungi. Kabhi."
Kisi ko nahi batayegi. Na behen, na family, na dost.
Usne darwaze ki taraf dekha. Kripa bahar thi. TV ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
"Kripa ko bhi nahi bataungi."
Aur phir achanak usse rona aaya. Bina wajah. Bas aankhein bhar aayi.
"Wo meri behen hai. Aur usse pata bhi nahi chalega ki main kya hoon. Kisi ki... kisi ki kya hoon."
Usne khud se poocha - "Aakhir main kya hoon? Na biwi, na girlfriend. Toh kya? Kuch bhi nahi. Bas ek chhupi hui cheez."
Usne aansu ponchhe. Gussa aaya.
**"Koi doosra uska haq nahi jata sakta."**
"Matlab na koi boyfriend. Na koi rishta. Na koi aage. Bas wo."
Usne socha - "Toh meri shaadi? Kripa ki hogi, aur meri? Ya main kabhi kisi ki nahi ho sakti? Kyunki main pehle se kisi ki hoon."
**"Kisi ko bhi de sakta hai. Use karne ke liye."**
Yahan wo ruki. Poora paragraph do baar padha.
"Matlab... wo mujhe kisi aur ko de sakta hai? Aur wo bhi kisi ko bhi? Kitno ko bhi?"
Usne socha - "Ek din main uski. Agle din kisi aur ke saath. Aur mujhe pata bhi nahi hoga pehle."
Chehre pe haath rakh diya. Garam tha.
"Ye toh... ye toh bahut hai."
**"BDSM. Bandhana. Collar. Pet ki tarah. Humiliation. Doosron ke saamne."**
Usne padha. Aur phir ek baar. Aankhein badi ho gayi.
Rope? Bandhega? Collar? Pet ki tarah rehna? Aur doosron ke saamne bhi?"
Usne socha - "Ye sirf sex nahi hai. Ye ek poori duniya hai. Aur main usme ghus rahi hoon. Poori tarah."
Aur neeche wahi. Gili. Ab pakka.
Usne khud se kaha - "Mujhe kya pata tha. Ye sab."
Usne file band ki. Side me table pr rkhi. Wo bed pr let kr sochne lagi, wo ro rhi thi apni lismat pr, use kch smjh nhi aa rha tha, usko nind nhi aa rhi thi wo sb soch doch kr dar rhi thi pr ek alg sa mza ya accepence bhi
tha uske vicharo me wo br br uske ya sex k bare me sochti to niche apne aap gila pan aa jata body garam si hone lgti usko nhi pta tha kya ho rha hai. Wo do din esehi nikl gye hospital wgrh me pr uska dhyan ab kisi kaam me nhi tha wo bs apne room me or bs ro rhi thi or usko pta tha isko haan khne k alawa uske ps koi chara nhi hai, pr sath hi sath usko, accha bhi lg rha tha ek alag hi sharir me maze ki lhr bhi.....
Abb wo mobile open krti hai wo us no. pr msg krti hai
"Yes sir i accepted " send krti hai or uska no Sir name se save kr deti hai..
Sibh uske ps msg aata hai ok to 2 din apni life enjoy krlo fr milte hai,
.................................
Ab 2 din normal nikle, papa ki sehat me bhi sudhar tha, sb shi tha, abhi tk krish ka koi msg nhi aaya tha
Sham ko uske ps msg aata hai.
Ghr pr bol do k ab office me bulaya hai, kl nikalna hoga shahr me flat pr, or packing kr lo
Aane k bd msg krna.
Ab wo flat me hai usne msg kiya sir me phuch gyi,
Fr usko msg aaya good, ab usko ek msg aaya usme ekbade restaurant ka address tha
Hotel The Ember
6 pm sharp,
All black clothes me,
Or wo contract sath lana...
Ab wo time dekhti hai 4 bje hai wo ready hone lgti hai,, wo black bra panty phnti hai fr Knee-length black bodycon dress, sleeveless, elegant neckline, paired with heels aur chhota clutch. Minimal makeup, krti hai apna bag uthati hai usme file, mobile nd all rkhti hai cab book krke nikal jati hai.
**Hotel The Ember - 5:55 Pm
Restaurant hotel ke andar tha, 3rd floor par. Lift se utri. Entrance bada tha - wooden doors, dim warm lighting, glass walls se shehar dikh raha tha. Bahar ek chhota host desk tha, ek well-dressed hostess khadi thi.
Kavya andar aayi. Uski saansein thodi tez thi. Heels ki awaaz marble par goonj rahi thi.
Hostess ne smile di. "Good evening ma'am. Reservation?"
"Kavya," usne kaha.
Hostess ne tablet dekha. "Ji, table number 6. Is taraf."
Kavya peeche chali. Restaurant bada tha, par shaant. Kam log the. Dim light. Har table par candle.
Table number 6 - table nahi tha. Ek corner booth tha, leather sofas. Aur us sofa par koi baitha tha.
Krish.
Kaali shirt, top button khula. Baal peeche. Ek glass haath mein - amber, jaise whiskey. Shaant, relaxed. Jaise poori jagah uski ho. Aur wo wait kar raha ho - bina kisi jaldi ke.
Usne Kavya ko dekha. Nazar ruki. Uske honton par halki si smile aayi.
"Aa gayi," usne kaha.
Kavya khadi rahi. "Sir."
"Baith," usne samne wale sofa par ishara kiya.
Kavya baithi. Peeth seedhi.
Krish ne waiter ko ishara kiya. "Do mocktail. Aur jo maine bola tha, wo laga do."
Phir Kavya ki taraf dekha. "Khaane mein kya loge?"
Kavya ne menu dekha. Kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. "Aap... aap jo kahen."
"Haan, par tumhari pasand bhi hai," usne kaha.
Kavya ne jaldi se kuch order kar diya. Waiter chala gaya.
Ab dono akale the. Candle ki roshni. Aur Krish usse dekh raha tha.
Krish ne apna glass uthaya. Ek sip liya. Glass wapas rakha. Aur Kavya ki taraf dekha.
"Toh," usne kaha, awaaz shaant. "Ready ho?"
Kavya ne dekha.
"Koi zabardasti nahi hai," Krish ne aage kaha. "Ye tum apni iccha se karna chahti ho?"
Kavya kuch nahi bol payi.
Uske andar sawaal ghoom gaya. Sach kya tha?
Sach ye tha ki wo majboori mein thi. Papa ICU mein, 30 lakh, koi rasta nahi. Aur ye aadmi sab de raha tha. Ek signature ke badle.
Par...
Uske andar ek aur baat thi. Jo wo chhupa rahi thi. Wo bhi chahti thi. Ye jaanna chahti thi ki aage kya hoga. Kaise hoga. Uske andar bhi haan thi. Bas apne aap se keh nahi pa rahi thi.
Wo soch mein thi. Zyada der.
Krish ne dekha. Phir bola, is baar thoda kadak.
"Bolo."
Kavya ki saans atak gayi. Awaaz mein dar aaya.
"Haan sir," usne kaha. "Main ready hoon."
Wo ruki. Phir aage kaha, dheere se. "Family ke liye bhi."
Krish ne usse dekha. "Aur lifetime ke liye?"
Kavya kuch nahi boli. Ye sawaal bhaari tha. 28 saal ki. Poora jeevan. Ek hafte mein faisla.
Krish ne dekha. Wo samajh gaya.
"Thik hai," usne kaha. "Ek kaam karte hain."
Kavya ne nazar uthai.
"Tum ek saal ke liye meri slave rahogi," Krish ne kaha. "Ek saal. Bas."
Kavya ne dekha. "Ek saal?"
"Haan. Aur agar tumhe lage ki tumhe continue karna chahiye, toh hum aage badhenge. Warna nahi."
Usne glass uthaya. Ek aur sip liya.
"Manzoor hai toh jo file di thi, uspar sign kar do."
Kavya ne file dekha. Ek saal. Itna toh bharosa kar sakti thi. Ek saal mein pata chal jayega. Aur agar bura lage toh... nikal sakti thi.
Wo sochi. Ek do minute. Phir clutch se pen nikali.
Aur sign kar di.
Apna naam. **Kavya.**
Haath thoda kaanp raha tha. Par sign ho gaya.
Usne file Krish ki taraf badhai.
Krish ne li. Usne bhi apni jagah sign kiya. **Krish.**
Aur file apne paas rakh li. Side mein. Jaise ek cheez ho. Jo ab uski ho.
Phir Kavya ki taraf dekha. Aur halki si smile.
"Congrats," usne kaha. "Ab tum meri slave ho."
Kavya ne saans li. Wo shabd. Ab sach ho gaya tha.
Krish ne apni drink uthai. Ek sip liya. Phir glass rakha. Aur seedha Kavya ki taraf dekha.
"Toh," usne kaha. "Sabse pehle."
Kavya ne dekha.
"Apni panty utaro," Krish ne kaha. "Aur table par rakh do."
Kavya ke haath ruk gaye. Restaurant ke beech mein. Sofa par.
Pehle dar aaya. "Yahan? Sab ke saamne?" Usne idhar udhar dekha. Log the. Waiter the. Koi usse dekh bhi nahi raha tha. Par usse laga jaise sab dekh rahe hain.
Usne Krish ki taraf dekha. Nazar se poocha - *sir, yahan?*
Krish ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas usse dekhta raha. Wohi halki smile. Jaise keh raha ho - *abhi toh shuruat hai.*
Kavya ko jawab nahi mila. Aur bina jawab... usne khud hi faisla kar liya.
Usne dheere se apna haath dress ke neeche daala. Neeche. Aur wahan touch kiya, Aur ruk gayi.
Uska dil dhadka. Panty halki si gili thi. Bas thodi. Par gili thi. Usne socha - *"Kab se? Kab hui main aisi? Bas baat ki hai isne. Kuch kiya bhi nahi. Aur ye..."*
Cheeks garam. Aur ab wapas nikalna mushkil tha. Kyunki Krish dekh raha tha.
Usne himmat ki. Dress pakdi. Uthi. Dheere se panty utari - paon se nikali. Black panty.
Usne dekha kahan rakhna hai. Table par. Bilkul beech mein. Candle ke paas Aur rakhi.
Ab wo kaali chhoti cheez table par padi thi. Dono ke beech. Jaise koi saboot. Jaise koi elaan.
Kavya baith gayi. Dress theek ki. Par usse laga - jaise ab wo adhuri hai. Neeche kuch khaali hai. Hawa lag rahi thi.
Aur **humiliation**. Wo cheeks par laali ki tarah chadh raha tha.
Ek aadmi ke saamne. Ek restaurant mein. Aur usne apni panty utaar ke table par rakh di. Jaise koi cheez. Jaise ek order.
Usne Krish ki taraf dekha.
Krish ne table par rakhi panty dekhi. Phir Kavya ko. Phir apni drink uthai. Ek sip liya. Glass rakha.
"Achha," usne kaha.
Bas. Itna hi. Aur uski aankhon mein woh smile.
Kavya ne saans li. Andar kuch garam tha. Aur bahar, ek sharam, jo usse chhoti kar rahi thi.
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Bhai me isko incest story nhi bnane wala hu or abhi y story ki shuruat hi chl rhi hai isko thoda level pr aane k bd agr aap chaho to me ek story isi k parallel kavya ki mom ki bhi continue kr dunga bt alg se isme nhi...
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25-10-2026, 01:20 AM
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Table ke beech candle ki roshni mein wo kaali delicate cheez bilkul aamne-saamne padi thi. Kavya ki saansein seene mein hi jam chuki thi. Uske kaano mein khoon ki raftaar itni tez thi ki restaurant ka ambient music ek dheemi si goonj ban kar reh gaya tha.
Thik usi waqt, side se footsteps ki aahat hui.
White shirt aur black waist-coat mein waiter ek silver tray ke saath table ke kareeb aaya. "Excuse me, sir. Starters for the table."
Kavya ka dil jaise gale tak aa gaya. Usne foran nazrein jhuka li, dono haath apni lap par itni zor se baandh liye ki ungliyan safed padne lagi.
Waiter ne pehli plate Krish ke aage rakhi. Phir jab wo Kavya ki side plate place karne ke liye aage jhuka, uski nazar table ke bilkul center par padi.
Ek micro-second ka pause. Waiter ke haath mein pakdi hui serving spoon ek lamhe ke liye ruki. Uski aankhein halki si phaili. Us 5-star hotel ka staff trained tha, har tarah ke high-profile logon ko dekhne ka aadi tha, par restaurant ke open table par aisi cheez dekhna uske professional chehre par bhi ek second ka jhatka chhod gaya. Usne foran apna dhyan hataya, plate rakhi, aur ek mechanical si aawaaz mein bola, "Enjoy your meal, sir."
Wo pichhe muda aur tezi se kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.
Kavya ka poora chehra sharm aur jalan se laal ho chuka tha. Laga jaise restaurant ki har deewar aur har aaine ne use dekh liya ho.
Krish ke chehre par shikan tak nahi thi. Usne bohot aaram se apna fork uthaya, ek piece plate se liya, aur bina kisi jaldi ke chabaaya. Phir napkin se hoth saaf karke usne apna haath aage badhaya.
Bina kisi jhijhak ke, Krish ne us table se panty uthayi. Apni lambi ungliyon ke beech use fold kiya, aur aaram se apni dark suit jacket ke andar wali pocket mein slide kar liya—jaise koi zaroori dastavez ya koi aam rumal ho.
Uske baad uski nazar seedhi Kavya ke jhuke hue chehre par aakar tiki. Awaaz low, cold aur pathar jaisi flat thi.
"Nazar upar."
Kavya ne kaanpte hue sar uthaya. Krish ki dark aankhein bina kisi mercy ke use dekh rahi thi.
Dono ne khana finish kiya,
"Ek naya rule," Krish ne glass table par rakhte hue kaha. "Ab se tumhari body par is kapde ka astitva tabhi hoga jab main permission dunga. Agar main na kahun, toh tum ise nahi pehnogi. Na office mein, na ghar par, na kisi party mein."
Kavya ke hoth thartharaye, par zubaan se koi lafz nahi nikla.
"Sawaal ya shikayat?" Krish ki ek eyebrow halki si uthi.
"N-Nahi... Sir," usne mushkil se saans nikaali.
Krish ne table ke kinare rakhi moti file uthayi—jispar dono ke signatures the. Usne file Kavya ke samne sarka di.
"Ye contract ki official copy hai. Ise apne flat par rakhogi." Phir Krish ne phone nikaal kar screen par tap kiya aur screen lock kar di. "Neeche car khadi hai. Driver tumhe tumhare flat par drop karega."
Wo ek pal ke liye ruka, aur uski nazar Kavya ke seene se hoti hui seedhi uski aankhon mein utri.
"Ghar pahunchte hi tumhare paas ek ghante ka waqt hai. Apne kamre ke full-length mirror ke samne phone ka camera on karogi. Khadi hokar, is contract ke har ek page ko loud aawaaz mein padhogi, aur aakhir mein clear shabdon mein accept karogi ki tum ab meri property ho. Aur wo video seedha mere phone par aayegi. Ek lafz bhi misplace nahi hona chahiye."
Krish khada hua. Dark grey suit mein uska 6-foot lamba wajood poori table par haawi tha. "Driver wait kar raha hai. Go."
Kavya ne kaanpte haathon se file uthayi, clutch pakda aur chair se khadi hui. Jaise hi usne pehla kadam aage badhaya, dress ke andar uski bare thighs ke beech ek ajeeb sa, thanda ehsaas hua. Har ek movement ke saath use yaad aa raha tha ki uske neeche kuch nahi hai.
Restaurant se lift, aur lift se lobby tak ka rasta Kavya ke liye ek imtehaan ban gaya. Har guzarta shakhs, har security guard use lag raha tha ki use hi dekh raha hai.
Bahar black tinted luxury car khadi thi. Chauffeur ne gate khola. Jaise hi wo pichli leather seat par baithi, cold leather ka touch uski bare skin par mehsoos hua, jisse uske poore badan par ek rooh-kampaane wali sansani daud gayi.
Car silent speed se shehar ki sadkon par daud rahi thi. Flat tak ke 20 minute ke safar mein Kavya ne sirf khidki se bahar dekha, god mein rakhi contract ki file ko pakad kar.
Jab wo apne flat 402 ke darwaze par pahunchi aur andar ghusi, tab flat ka sannata use kaatne ko dauda. Usne darwaza band karke lock kiya, peeth darwaze se tika di, aur neeche farsh par baith gayi.
Saansein bhari thi. Ghar ki thandi AC hawa jab uski taangon se takrayi, toh use ehsaas hua ki wo sach mein wapas apne aam jahan mein aa chuki hai, par ab kuch bhi pehle jaisa aam nahi raha tha.
Usne wall clock ki taraf dekha. Time shuru ho chuka tha.
Farsh se uthkar Kavya ne apne bejaan pairon ko bedroom ki taraf badhaya aur darwaza andar se band kar liya. Kamre mein sirf AC ki thandi sarsarahat thi.
Usne samne lage full-length mirror ki taraf dekha. Sheeshe mein wahi 28 saal ki IT employee khadi thi—black fitted dress, bikhre hue wavy baal, aur chehre par khauf aur sharm ki mili-juli surkhi.
Usne side table se mobile uthaya, dressing table ke samne ek stand par fix kiya, aur front camera on kar diya. Screen par uska poora wajood dikh raha tha. Haath mein contract ki wo moti, thandi file thi.
Recording ka red button dabate hi uska dil itni zor se dhadka jaise seene se bahar nikal aayega.
"M-Main... Kavya..." Uski aawaaz gale mein hi atak gayi. Usne thook nigla, aankhon mein halki si nami ubhar aayi. Krish ka chehra aur uski cold aawaaz dimaag mein goonji—ek lafz bhi misplace nahi hona chahiye.
Usne file kholi aur pehla page samne laya.
"Main... Kavya... Master Krish ke samne... apni poori azaadi aur astitva ko submit karti hoon..."
Har ek lafz bolte waqt uske gale se aawaaz kaanp kar nikal rahi thi.
"Clause one... Clause two... Master ka meri body, samay aur faislon par poora haq hoga... bina kisi shart ke..."
Jab wo padhte-padhte us rule par aayi jahan use sirf Krish ke hukm par chalne ka zikr tha, uski taangon ke beech ki thandak aur hawa ka ehsaas use andar tak jhanjhana gaya. Phone ka camera use record kar raha tha, aur sheeshe mein wo khud ko apni hi azaadi par dastakhat karte hue dekh rahi thi.
Aakhir mein, usne aakhiri panna palta. Aansu palkon se girkar gaalon par beh chuke the.
"Main... Krish Sir ki slave hoon. Ek saal ke liye... poori tarah."
Usne aage badhkar recording stop ki. Video 4 minute 12 second ki bani thi. Ek pal ke liye uski ungli "Send" button par aakar thithak gayi. Andar ki aakhiri aam ladki cheekh rahi thi ise rokne ke liye, par papa ke hospital bed ka chehra aur Krish ki power samne khadi thi.
Usne screen par click kar diya.
Sent.
Phone bed par phenk kar wo ghutno ke bal zameen par baith gayi. Ek ghante ka task poora ho chuka tha.
Usne uthkar black dress utari. Roz ki aadat ke mutabiq uska haath wardrobe ke lower drawer ki taraf gaya, jahan uske regular innerwear rakhe the. Par drawer ke handle ko chhoote hi uski ungliyan ruk gayi. Krish ke lafz dimaag mein goonj gaye—"Ab se tumhari body par is kapde ka astitva tabhi hoga jab main permission dunga."
Usne drawer chhod diya. Ek simple, oversized cotton t-shirt aur loose pyjama nikaal kar pehan liya.
Par jaise hi wo bed par leti, har lamha use us kami ka ehsaas dilata raha. Pyjama ka fabric jab bare skin se touch hota, toh ek ajeeb sa uncomfortable aur exposed feel hota tha. Karwat badalte waqt thandi hawa ka lagna use baar-baar us contract aur table par rakhi us cheez ki yaad dila raha tha.
Neend aana lagbhag namumkin tha. Mobile ki screen par nazar padi—raat ke 1:30 baj chuke the. Video par blue tick lag chuka tha, par Krish ka na koi message tha, na koi call. Ye khamoshi uske dimaag ko aur bechain kar rahi thi.
Subah 6:30 baje alarm baja. Monday morning.
Kavya uthi. Aankhein thakaan se bhari thi. Office ke liye ready hona tha. Usne shower liya aur wardrobe khola. Formal shirt aur formal trousers pehane,
Subah ke 8:00 baj rahe the. Kavya mirror ke samne khadi hokar lagbhag ready ho chuki thi—formal shirt, dark trousers aur haath mein ghadi baandhti hui. Kal raat ke rule ki wajah se trouser ka touch use har movement par thoda conscious kar raha tha. Usne bag uthane ke liye haath badhaya hi tha ki side table par rakha phone vibrate hua.
Screen par Krish ka message tha:
"Aaj office ki leave apply karo. Agar ready ho chuki ho toh kapde mat badalna, aur agar nahi hui ho toh office wear pehan kar flat par mera wait karo."
Message padh kar Kavya ke haath wahi tham gaye. Usne HR portal kholkar leave mark ki aur phone side mein rakh diya. Krish ke kehne ke mutabiq usne kapdon ko chheda tak nahi, usi formal attire mein wo drawing room mein aa gayi.
Ghar ke akelepan mein ghadi ki tik-tik saaf sunai de rahi thi.
Kuch hi der baad corridor mein aahat hui. Agle hi pal darwaze ke electronic lock par do soft beeps hui, handle ghuma aur darwaza khula.
Krish samne khada tha.
Darwaza khulne ke baad Krish bina kuch bole andar dakhil hua. Dark grey tailored suit, haath mein car ki chaabi, aur chehre par wahi pathar jaisa thehraav. Usne Kavya ki taraf ek nazar tak nahi daali, jaise wo kamre mein maujood hi na ho.
Seedha living room mein aakar wo sofa par aaram se baith gaya, ek taang doosri taang par chadhayi, aur car ki chaabi center table par halki si aawaaz ke saath rakh di.
"Gaadi mein kuch samaan hai. Lekar aao aur yahan rakho," Krish ki aawaaz flat aur bilkul aam thi, bina kisi uchi pitch ke.
Kavya ek lamhe ke liye wahi freeze khadi rahi. Uska dimaag process hi nahi kar paya ki usne kya kaha. Use laga shayad driver neeche hoga ya Krish kisi aur context mein bol raha hai.
Tabhi Krish ne gardan modkar seedha uski aankhon mein dekha. Uski thandi, bina kisi jazbaat wali aankhon ka ek glance hi kaafi tha. Kavya ko foran samajh aa gaya ki yeh hukm seedha uske liye tha.
"J-Ji..." Kavya ne thook nigalte hue halki aawaaz mein kaha aur aage badh kar table se car ki chaabi utha li.
Ghar ka darwaza khula chhod kar wo lift ki taraf badhi. Uski formal trouser chalte waqt skin se rub ho rahi thi, jo use har kadam par conscious kar rahi thi. Building ke ground floor par aakar wo parking area ki taraf gayi, jahan black luxury car khadi thi.
Chaabi ka button press karke usne boot (dikki) unlock kiya. Dikki dheere se upar uthi toh andar ek bada, heavy brown paper mein packed box rakha hua tha. Box par koi branding ya label nahi tha, bas safe tareeqe se seal kiya hua tha.
Kavya ne dono haathon se us box ko uthaya. Wajan theek-thaak tha. Box ko seene se lagaye, aam apartment ke logon aur security guard ki nazron se bachte hue wo wapas lift mein aayi aur fourth floor par flat 402 ke andar daakhil hui.
Saans halki si phooli hui thi. Usne darwaza peeche pair se band kiya aur aage badhkar us bade packed box ko Krish ke samne, center table ke paas farsh par rakh diya.
Krish sofa par aaram se baitha tha, ek taang doosri par chadhi hui. Car ki chaabi center table par rakhi thi. Box side mein pada tha, abhi tak band. Room mein AC ki dheemi sarsarahat thi. Subah ki soft roshni parde se aa rahi thi. Kavya uske saamne khadi thi, formal shirt aur trousers mein. Kandhe thode jhuke hue the. Haath side mein, ungliyan halki si sikodi hui. Nazar neeche, farsh par. Saans chhoti-chhoti, tez. Gale mein khushki thi. Uski aankhon mein halki si tension thi.
“Idhar aa,” Krish ne kaha. Awaaz shaant thi. “Mere saamne khadi ho ja.”
Kavya ne thook nigla. Pair thode bhaari lag rahe the. Woh dheere se aage badhi aur sofa ke bilkul saamne ruk gayi. Itni paas ki usse uske suit ki halki si khushboo aa rahi thi. Paseena gardan par tha. Aankhein neeche thi. Hoth thode dabaye hue the.
“Dono haath upar kar.”
Usne haath uthaye. Dheere. Pehle kamar tak ruke, phir upar. Kandhon mein khinch aayi. Shirt uski kamar se chipak gayi. Krish aage jhuka, shirt ke neeche wale hisse ko halka sa chhua. Kapda garam tha. Kavya ki ungliyan kaanp gayi. Saans tez ho gayi. Nazar neeche hi rahi.
“Ghoom. Peeth meri taraf kar.”
Woh dheere se ghumi. Peeth tight ho gayi. Krish ne peeche se waistband ke paas haath rakha, halka sa kheench ke chhoda, phir hips ke upar se shape feel kiya. Uski peeth thodi si hil gayi. Saans aur tez ho gayi. Baal aage latak aaye. Thighs thodi kaanpi.kisi anjan vyakti k itna kreeb aane pr hi usko ek garmahat ka ehsas ho rha tha, chupchap orders manne k alawa uske ps koi chara bhi nhi tha,..
“Haath neeche kar. Meri taraf mud.”
Wo Ghumi. Haath neeche aaye. Nazar ab bhi sharam or dr se neeche thi. Hoth halka sa dabaye hue. Aankhon ke kone mein nami thi. Saans tez thi.
“Kneel down.”
Usne ye sunte hi achanak shock se upr dekha,
Kriah ne fr kha aaram se
"Kneel down "
Ab kampte hue Ghutne dheere se farsh par aaye. Pehle ek, phir doosra. Carpet thandi lag rhi thi. Peeth seedhi karne ki koshish ki, lekin kandhe thode jhuke rahe. Haath side mein. Nazar sharam se niche, Body thodi si kaanp rahi thi. Saans tez thi.
“Apni shirt ke saare buttons khol.”
Wo dheere dheere apni kismat ko accept kr rhi thi, ye krte hue uski aankhe bhr rhi thi aansuo se pr Haath aage badhe, thode kaanpte hue usne Ek-ek karke buttons kholne shuru kiye,Har baar kapda khulta, hawa skin par lagti ek, do fr sare ab shirt khul gayi, panels latak rahe the. Collarbone dikha, Gaal laal ho gaye. Hoth thode kaanp rahe the. Nazar neeche thi.itne me hi krish ki aawaz uske kaano pr pdi.
“Nazrein meri taraf.”
Wo chupchap uske hr order ko follow kr rhi thi, jaise khd se kh rhi ho, ab maan lo yhi mera faith hai,Sar dheere dheere uthaya. Nazar uski aankhon mein aayi. Aankhein thodi pani se bhari, palkein heavy hone lagi, Hoth band the. Sharam saaf thi uski aankhon mein. Kuch nahi boli.
Krish fr bola
“ab Apne skirt ke buttons khol.”
Usne apne haat niche lkr gyi, Buttons khole. Waistband loose ho gaya. Thandi hawa andar gayi. Kamar thodi hil gayi. Nazar uski taraf thi. Gaal aur laal. Hoth thode khule, phir band.
“Apna haath skirt ke andar daal. Dheere-dheere sahla.”
Haath andar gaya. Jaise hi bare skin chhui, aankhein ek second ke liye band hui. Hoth khul gaye, halki si saans nikli.usne apni skirt k ander se hi, apni pussy ko upr se sahlana shuru kiya, Sahlaati rahi.Kamar dheere dhire apne aap hilne lagi, Aankhein heavy ho rahi thi. Nazar uski taraf. Gaal garam. Andar se garmi chadh rahi thi. Hoth se halki, dabayi hui moan nikal rahi thi. Thighs thodi tight ho rahi thi.
“Apne dono pair khol.”
Usne dheere dheere apne guthno ko door kiya or Hips ko thodi aage ki or push kiya . pussy ki Position open ho gayi. Usne unko sahlana continue rkha Breasts tight hone lage. Nipples bra ke andar sakht ho gaye, usko Aansu aa gaya,ek gaal se neeche sarak gaya. Hoth kaanp rahe the. Body thodi aage jhuk rahi thi. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Sath hi sath usko mn hi mn ek aanand ka ahsas bhi ho rha tha ek alg hi type ka sokoon, uske muh se Halki halki si moan niklne lagi,- mmmmmhhh
Krish ne kha “Ruko. Ab bra ki bari hai apni bra utaro.
Uska order dene ka tone bilkul esa tha jaise normal koi boss apne office me baithkr pani, chai k liye order dete ho,
Uska Haath pussy ko rub krte hue ruka ruka. Uske is order ko sunne k bd Aankhein thodi badi hui, ab usne apni bra k hooks ko kholte hue apni Bra utaari. Hooks khulte waqt halk si click ki aawaaz aayi.Breasts bahar aaye. Nipples phle si hi sakht the ,bra khulne ki wajah se hawa lagte hi aur sakht ho gye . sharm se Nazar neeche gayi pr phir yd aaya ki krish ne usko uski or dekhne ka bola tha, usne phir upar dekha uski trf. Krish ka chra bilkul saaf, koi emotion nhi, kavya ke laal hue gaal or laal ho gye kisi mard ko apni trf nangi halt me dekhne se, Hoth dabaye. Seena tez hil raha tha. Aankhon mein sharam thi.
“Ab skirt utaar.”
Skirt dheere se utaari. Kapda skin se chipka hua tha. Ab wo upr or niche dono trf se nangi thi bs usne wo khuli hui shirt phni thi jo uske bdn pr useless hi thi abhi to, ab wo Ghutnon ke bal, pair khule. Kamar thodi aage. Haath side mein. Nazar neeche. Aankhon mein aansu the. Hoth thode khule. Saans tez. Body par paseena chamak raha tha. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Thandi hawa seedha lagi.
Krish ne kha “Apna chut wala bhaag aage kar. Clear dikhe. Aur wapas sahlaana shuru kar.”
Usne apna Left haath peeche farsh par rakha or uspr wazan dete hue Kamar aage dhakeli. Hips upar uthhe. Right haath neeche waps pussy ko sahlate hue, Sahlaati rahi. Aankhein band hoti, khulti. Aansu gir rahe the. Halki moan nikli. Pet tight ho raha tha. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Ungliyan dheere gili ho rahi thi. Andar laher badh rahi thi. Nazar uski taraf, heavy.
“Ab do ungliyan andar daal ke sahla.”
Uski Ungliyan dheere se andar gayi. Aankhein band hui. Hoth khule. Lambi saans nikli.usne ingliyo ko Andar-bahar krna shuru kiya, pehle dheere. Kamar hilne lagi. Aankhein dheere se khuli, nashili. Nazar uski taraf. Moan halki, tooti hui. Body aage jhuk rahi thi. Saansein tez. Thighs kaanp rahi thi.
Kuch der baad, uski body tight hone lagi, wo tez moan k sath saanse lene lagi ab usko kch smjh nhi aa rha tha wo apni ungliyo ko tez chalane lagi wo climax k kareeb thi jhadne wali thi tbhi , Krish ne kaha, “Ruko. Ungliyan bahar nikaalo.”
Wo is nashe me kch sunna nhi chahti thi pr usko na chte hue bhi uski bt manne pdi uski Ungliyan bahar aayi, dono zabardast gili thi thode pani ya pre cum Liquid neeche gira. Aankhein khuli. Chehra laal. Saans tez. Pussy twitching kar rahi thi.
“Apni ungliyon ko sungho.”
Kya usne mn me socha, uski aankhe chaodi ho gyi usne Haath upar uthaya. Smell li, usne aajtk esa kch nhi kiya tha usko ek ajeeb ksi smell aai wo na to buri thi na hi acchi hi,
“Ab apni ungliyon ko muh mein rakho. Aur chuso.”
Kavya ne Krish ki taraf dekha. Aankhon mein sawaal tha, jaise poochh rahi ho ki yeh sach mein keh rahe ho. Koi jawab nahi aaya. Uski aankhon mein halki si hesitation thi. Usne apni ungliyon ko dekha. Abhi bhi gili thi, chamak rahi thi. Usne pehle ek ungli dheere se apne hothon ke paas laayi. Hoth thode se khule. Ungli andar gayi, zubaan par aayi.
Taste turant muh mein gaya. Garam tha. Thoda sa namkeen, thoda sa heavy, aur uski apni smell ke saath milta hua. Pehli baar tha usne apni chut ka taste liya tha. Zubaan pe lagte hi uski aankhein band ho gayi. Gaal aur laal ho gaye. Halki si khattas thi, lekin zyada tar garam aur musky. Usne dheere se ungli ko chusa. Zubaan uske around ghoomi, taste aur clear hua. Doosri ungli bhi andar li. Dono ab muh mein thi. Chusti rahi, dheere. Taste uske gale tak ja raha tha. Aankhein band thi. Aansu gaalon se gir rahe the. Hoth tight the ungliyon ke around. Halki si aawaaz nikal rahi thi, jo woh rok nahi pa rahi thi. Body thodi si kaanp rahi thi. Pehli baar yeh kar rahi thi, aur taste uske muh mein poora fail gaya tha.
“Ungliyan bahar nikaalo. Apne boobs se saaf karo.”
Ungliyan breasts par ragdi. Nipples aur sakht ho gaye. Halki moan nikli.
“Ab apne dono haathon se boobs ko sahlao.”
Haath aaye. Sahlaaya. Aankhein band. Hoth khule. Moan halki. Body hil rahi thi.
“Ab ek haath se baari-baari dono boobs sahlao. Doosre haath se do ungliyan wapas andar daalo. Pehle dheere, phir dheere-dheere tez.”
Pace badha. Body hilne lagi. Aankhein band hoti, khulti. Nazar uski taraf. Moan nikal rahi thi. Body tani hone lagi. Haath breasts ko jakadne laga. Chehra laal. Pet tight. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Saans ukhad rahi thi.
Krish ne mobile nikala aur kuch photos li. Kavya ki aankhein uski taraf thi, heavy.ek pal k liye to wo bhag jana chti thi pr wo usko mna nhi kr paa rhi thi, uska pura sharir kaamp rha tha jaise wo is diniya me thi hi nhi jaise uska dhyan hi udhr na ho wo sharma rhi thi, or tez tez moan kr rhi thi uski saanse twlez ho rhi thi aah , mmmmmhhh, yaaaahhhhh yes,
Wo waps apne climax k kareeb thi mgr fr se krish ne usko rok diya,
Apni ungliya bahr nikalo or waps muh me rkho, chuso, esa usne teen br fr kiya, kavya ka sharir toot rha tha, usko jhadna tha wo ab resist nhi kr pa rhi thi apne sharir se, wo br br climax k ps jati or fr krish usko rok deta, uske aankhoo se br br aansu tapak rhe the wo climax k liye ro rhi thi, tadap rhi thi,
jb jb wo usko rokta ek ajeeb trh k muskan uske chre pr aati,
Abki baar ungliyan phir chut ke andar thi. Krish ne dekha usse pucha ksa feel ho rha hai mujhe btao, kya tum jhadna chahti ho
Usne Sir hilaya. Aankhein heavy.
Krish ne thode unche swar me bola
“Muh se bolo,"
“Haan...” akavya ne kaanpti hui awaz me kha .
“Kya haan?”
“Mujhe climax chahiye...” hoth kaanp rahe the. Aansu gir rahe the.
"Kya climax khul ke btao tum kya kr rhi ho apne haath kha hai kya chaiye "
Usne rote hue kha " me apne unglio se apni chut ko masal rhi hu, meri do ungliya mere pussy k ander hai, mujhe climax chaiye, aap esa kyu kr rhe hai mene aapka kya bigada hai,
Krish ne kha, Tumne 'plz' or 'sir' nhi kha hai, tumko pta hai na ki tumko apni hr bt khatam krne k bd sir bolna hai,
Aansu tez behne lage. Body ab bhi tight thi. “Please... main dhyan rakhungi... please...”
Krish - Sir??
Usne fr kha "plz sir me aage se dhyan rkhungi..... Aaahhh.... Plz sir.... me release krna chti hu.... "
'Wse tumne apni galtiyo k liye mujhe abhi tk sry bhi nhi kha hai,
“Agar chahiye toh bhik maango. Itni ki mera mann ho jaye.”
“Please.. Sir...... mujhe jahdne ki permission chahiye.... Sir mujhse ab nhi rha ja rha hai plz sir ..
I.. I. am sry, sir me aage se dhyan rkhungi sir .. main maang rahi hoon... please...” aawaaz tooti hui, bhari. Aankhein uski taraf. Body thodi aage jhuki. Saansein ukhad rahi thi.
Krish ne kuch der tk usko tadapte hue dekha or fr baad me kaha, “Theek hai. Kar lo, pr ye hr br nhi hoga abhi shuruat hai isliye chod rha hu. "
Kvya khus ho gyi " thank you sir ...... Aapko aage kbhi shikayt ka moka nhi milega,,,..... Aaahh tha....nkyou....... Hhh sir mmm
Kavya ne speed badha di. Aankhein band ho gayi. Hoth khule. Lambi moan nikli. Body poori tani, kaanpti hui. Kamar tez hilne lagi. Climax aaya. Pussy ne ungliyon ko grip kiya. Liquid nikal raha tha. Kamar upar uthhi, phir kaanpti hui neeche aayi. Moan lambi thi. Aansu girte rahe. Poori body kaanp rahi thi.
Dheere Dheere laher utri. Aankhein kholi. Nazar uski taraf, thaki hui, heavy.
Right haath poora gila tha. Left haath ke nakhun ki nishaniyan breasts par thi. Ghutnon par baithi. Body dheere relax hoti hui. Saans dheere hoti hui. Nazar thodi neeche, phir upar. Krish usse dekh raha tha. Chehra shaant. Box ab bhi band pada tha. Room mein sirf AC ki awaaz thi. Kavya ki body ab bhi thodi kaanp rahi thi.
Table ke beech candle ki roshni mein wo kaali delicate cheez bilkul aamne-saamne padi thi. Kavya ki saansein seene mein hi jam chuki thi. Uske kaano mein khoon ki raftaar itni tez thi ki restaurant ka ambient music ek dheemi si goonj ban kar reh gaya tha.
Thik usi waqt, side se footsteps ki aahat hui.
White shirt aur black waist-coat mein waiter ek silver tray ke saath table ke kareeb aaya. "Excuse me, sir. Starters for the table."
Kavya ka dil jaise gale tak aa gaya. Usne foran nazrein jhuka li, dono haath apni lap par itni zor se baandh liye ki ungliyan safed padne lagi.
Waiter ne pehli plate Krish ke aage rakhi. Phir jab wo Kavya ki side plate place karne ke liye aage jhuka, uski nazar table ke bilkul center par padi.
Ek micro-second ka pause. Waiter ke haath mein pakdi hui serving spoon ek lamhe ke liye ruki. Uski aankhein halki si phaili. Us 5-star hotel ka staff trained tha, har tarah ke high-profile logon ko dekhne ka aadi tha, par restaurant ke open table par aisi cheez dekhna uske professional chehre par bhi ek second ka jhatka chhod gaya. Usne foran apna dhyan hataya, plate rakhi, aur ek mechanical si aawaaz mein bola, "Enjoy your meal, sir."
Wo pichhe muda aur tezi se kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.
Kavya ka poora chehra sharm aur jalan se laal ho chuka tha. Laga jaise restaurant ki har deewar aur har aaine ne use dekh liya ho.
Krish ke chehre par shikan tak nahi thi. Usne bohot aaram se apna fork uthaya, ek piece plate se liya, aur bina kisi jaldi ke chabaaya. Phir napkin se hoth saaf karke usne apna haath aage badhaya.
Bina kisi jhijhak ke, Krish ne us table se panty uthayi. Apni lambi ungliyon ke beech use fold kiya, aur aaram se apni dark suit jacket ke andar wali pocket mein slide kar liya—jaise koi zaroori dastavez ya koi aam rumal ho.
Uske baad uski nazar seedhi Kavya ke jhuke hue chehre par aakar tiki. Awaaz low, cold aur pathar jaisi flat thi.
"Nazar upar."
Kavya ne kaanpte hue sar uthaya. Krish ki dark aankhein bina kisi mercy ke use dekh rahi thi.
Dono ne khana finish kiya,
"Ek naya rule," Krish ne glass table par rakhte hue kaha. "Ab se tumhari body par is kapde ka astitva tabhi hoga jab main permission dunga. Agar main na kahun, toh tum ise nahi pehnogi. Na office mein, na ghar par, na kisi party mein."
Kavya ke hoth thartharaye, par zubaan se koi lafz nahi nikla.
"Sawaal ya shikayat?" Krish ki ek eyebrow halki si uthi.
"N-Nahi... Sir," usne mushkil se saans nikaali.
Krish ne table ke kinare rakhi moti file uthayi—jispar dono ke signatures the. Usne file Kavya ke samne sarka di.
"Ye contract ki official copy hai. Ise apne flat par rakhogi." Phir Krish ne phone nikaal kar screen par tap kiya aur screen lock kar di. "Neeche car khadi hai. Driver tumhe tumhare flat par drop karega."
Wo ek pal ke liye ruka, aur uski nazar Kavya ke seene se hoti hui seedhi uski aankhon mein utri.
"Ghar pahunchte hi tumhare paas ek ghante ka waqt hai. Apne kamre ke full-length mirror ke samne phone ka camera on karogi. Khadi hokar, is contract ke har ek page ko loud aawaaz mein padhogi, aur aakhir mein clear shabdon mein accept karogi ki tum ab meri property ho. Aur wo video seedha mere phone par aayegi. Ek lafz bhi misplace nahi hona chahiye."
Krish khada hua. Dark grey suit mein uska 6-foot lamba wajood poori table par haawi tha. "Driver wait kar raha hai. Go."
Kavya ne kaanpte haathon se file uthayi, clutch pakda aur chair se khadi hui. Jaise hi usne pehla kadam aage badhaya, dress ke andar uski bare thighs ke beech ek ajeeb sa, thanda ehsaas hua. Har ek movement ke saath use yaad aa raha tha ki uske neeche kuch nahi hai.
Restaurant se lift, aur lift se lobby tak ka rasta Kavya ke liye ek imtehaan ban gaya. Har guzarta shakhs, har security guard use lag raha tha ki use hi dekh raha hai.
Bahar black tinted luxury car khadi thi. Chauffeur ne gate khola. Jaise hi wo pichli leather seat par baithi, cold leather ka touch uski bare skin par mehsoos hua, jisse uske poore badan par ek rooh-kampaane wali sansani daud gayi.
Car silent speed se shehar ki sadkon par daud rahi thi. Flat tak ke 20 minute ke safar mein Kavya ne sirf khidki se bahar dekha, god mein rakhi contract ki file ko pakad kar.
Jab wo apne flat 402 ke darwaze par pahunchi aur andar ghusi, tab flat ka sannata use kaatne ko dauda. Usne darwaza band karke lock kiya, peeth darwaze se tika di, aur neeche farsh par baith gayi.
Saansein bhari thi. Ghar ki thandi AC hawa jab uski taangon se takrayi, toh use ehsaas hua ki wo sach mein wapas apne aam jahan mein aa chuki hai, par ab kuch bhi pehle jaisa aam nahi raha tha.
Usne wall clock ki taraf dekha. Time shuru ho chuka tha.
Farsh se uthkar Kavya ne apne bejaan pairon ko bedroom ki taraf badhaya aur darwaza andar se band kar liya. Kamre mein sirf AC ki thandi sarsarahat thi.
Usne samne lage full-length mirror ki taraf dekha. Sheeshe mein wahi 28 saal ki IT employee khadi thi—black fitted dress, bikhre hue wavy baal, aur chehre par khauf aur sharm ki mili-juli surkhi.
Usne side table se mobile uthaya, dressing table ke samne ek stand par fix kiya, aur front camera on kar diya. Screen par uska poora wajood dikh raha tha. Haath mein contract ki wo moti, thandi file thi.
Recording ka red button dabate hi uska dil itni zor se dhadka jaise seene se bahar nikal aayega.
"M-Main... Kavya..." Uski aawaaz gale mein hi atak gayi. Usne thook nigla, aankhon mein halki si nami ubhar aayi. Krish ka chehra aur uski cold aawaaz dimaag mein goonji—ek lafz bhi misplace nahi hona chahiye.
Usne file kholi aur pehla page samne laya.
"Main... Kavya... Master Krish ke samne... apni poori azaadi aur astitva ko submit karti hoon..."
Har ek lafz bolte waqt uske gale se aawaaz kaanp kar nikal rahi thi.
"Clause one... Clause two... Master ka meri body, samay aur faislon par poora haq hoga... bina kisi shart ke..."
Jab wo padhte-padhte us rule par aayi jahan use sirf Krish ke hukm par chalne ka zikr tha, uski taangon ke beech ki thandak aur hawa ka ehsaas use andar tak jhanjhana gaya. Phone ka camera use record kar raha tha, aur sheeshe mein wo khud ko apni hi azaadi par dastakhat karte hue dekh rahi thi.
Aakhir mein, usne aakhiri panna palta. Aansu palkon se girkar gaalon par beh chuke the.
"Main... Krish Sir ki slave hoon. Ek saal ke liye... poori tarah."
Usne aage badhkar recording stop ki. Video 4 minute 12 second ki bani thi. Ek pal ke liye uski ungli "Send" button par aakar thithak gayi. Andar ki aakhiri aam ladki cheekh rahi thi ise rokne ke liye, par papa ke hospital bed ka chehra aur Krish ki power samne khadi thi.
Usne screen par click kar diya.
Sent.
Phone bed par phenk kar wo ghutno ke bal zameen par baith gayi. Ek ghante ka task poora ho chuka tha.
Usne uthkar black dress utari. Roz ki aadat ke mutabiq uska haath wardrobe ke lower drawer ki taraf gaya, jahan uske regular innerwear rakhe the. Par drawer ke handle ko chhoote hi uski ungliyan ruk gayi. Krish ke lafz dimaag mein goonj gaye—"Ab se tumhari body par is kapde ka astitva tabhi hoga jab main permission dunga."
Usne drawer chhod diya. Ek simple, oversized cotton t-shirt aur loose pyjama nikaal kar pehan liya.
Par jaise hi wo bed par leti, har lamha use us kami ka ehsaas dilata raha. Pyjama ka fabric jab bare skin se touch hota, toh ek ajeeb sa uncomfortable aur exposed feel hota tha. Karwat badalte waqt thandi hawa ka lagna use baar-baar us contract aur table par rakhi us cheez ki yaad dila raha tha.
Neend aana lagbhag namumkin tha. Mobile ki screen par nazar padi—raat ke 1:30 baj chuke the. Video par blue tick lag chuka tha, par Krish ka na koi message tha, na koi call. Ye khamoshi uske dimaag ko aur bechain kar rahi thi.
Subah 6:30 baje alarm baja. Monday morning.
Kavya uthi. Aankhein thakaan se bhari thi. Office ke liye ready hona tha. Usne shower liya aur wardrobe khola. Formal shirt aur formal trousers pehane,
Subah ke 8:00 baj rahe the. Kavya mirror ke samne khadi hokar lagbhag ready ho chuki thi—formal shirt, dark trousers aur haath mein ghadi baandhti hui. Kal raat ke rule ki wajah se trouser ka touch use har movement par thoda conscious kar raha tha. Usne bag uthane ke liye haath badhaya hi tha ki side table par rakha phone vibrate hua.
Screen par Krish ka message tha:
"Aaj office ki leave apply karo. Agar ready ho chuki ho toh kapde mat badalna, aur agar nahi hui ho toh office wear pehan kar flat par mera wait karo."
Message padh kar Kavya ke haath wahi tham gaye. Usne HR portal kholkar leave mark ki aur phone side mein rakh diya. Krish ke kehne ke mutabiq usne kapdon ko chheda tak nahi, usi formal attire mein wo drawing room mein aa gayi.
Ghar ke akelepan mein ghadi ki tik-tik saaf sunai de rahi thi.
Kuch hi der baad corridor mein aahat hui. Agle hi pal darwaze ke electronic lock par do soft beeps hui, handle ghuma aur darwaza khula.
Krish samne khada tha.
Darwaza khulne ke baad Krish bina kuch bole andar dakhil hua. Dark grey tailored suit, haath mein car ki chaabi, aur chehre par wahi pathar jaisa thehraav. Usne Kavya ki taraf ek nazar tak nahi daali, jaise wo kamre mein maujood hi na ho.
Seedha living room mein aakar wo sofa par aaram se baith gaya, ek taang doosri taang par chadhayi, aur car ki chaabi center table par halki si aawaaz ke saath rakh di.
"Gaadi mein kuch samaan hai. Lekar aao aur yahan rakho," Krish ki aawaaz flat aur bilkul aam thi, bina kisi uchi pitch ke.
Kavya ek lamhe ke liye wahi freeze khadi rahi. Uska dimaag process hi nahi kar paya ki usne kya kaha. Use laga shayad driver neeche hoga ya Krish kisi aur context mein bol raha hai.
Tabhi Krish ne gardan modkar seedha uski aankhon mein dekha. Uski thandi, bina kisi jazbaat wali aankhon ka ek glance hi kaafi tha. Kavya ko foran samajh aa gaya ki yeh hukm seedha uske liye tha.
"J-Ji..." Kavya ne thook nigalte hue halki aawaaz mein kaha aur aage badh kar table se car ki chaabi utha li.
Ghar ka darwaza khula chhod kar wo lift ki taraf badhi. Uski formal trouser chalte waqt skin se rub ho rahi thi, jo use har kadam par conscious kar rahi thi. Building ke ground floor par aakar wo parking area ki taraf gayi, jahan black luxury car khadi thi.
Chaabi ka button press karke usne boot (dikki) unlock kiya. Dikki dheere se upar uthi toh andar ek bada, heavy brown paper mein packed box rakha hua tha. Box par koi branding ya label nahi tha, bas safe tareeqe se seal kiya hua tha.
Kavya ne dono haathon se us box ko uthaya. Wajan theek-thaak tha. Box ko seene se lagaye, aam apartment ke logon aur security guard ki nazron se bachte hue wo wapas lift mein aayi aur fourth floor par flat 402 ke andar daakhil hui.
Saans halki si phooli hui thi. Usne darwaza peeche pair se band kiya aur aage badhkar us bade packed box ko Krish ke samne, center table ke paas farsh par rakh diya.
Krish sofa par aaram se baitha tha, ek taang doosri par chadhi hui. Car ki chaabi center table par rakhi thi. Box side mein pada tha, abhi tak band. Room mein AC ki dheemi sarsarahat thi. Subah ki soft roshni parde se aa rahi thi. Kavya uske saamne khadi thi, formal shirt aur trousers mein. Kandhe thode jhuke hue the. Haath side mein, ungliyan halki si sikodi hui. Nazar neeche, farsh par. Saans chhoti-chhoti, tez. Gale mein khushki thi. Uski aankhon mein halki si tension thi.
“Idhar aa,” Krish ne kaha. Awaaz shaant thi. “Mere saamne khadi ho ja.”
Kavya ne thook nigla. Pair thode bhaari lag rahe the. Woh dheere se aage badhi aur sofa ke bilkul saamne ruk gayi. Itni paas ki usse uske suit ki halki si khushboo aa rahi thi. Paseena gardan par tha. Aankhein neeche thi. Hoth thode dabaye hue the.
“Dono haath upar kar.”
Usne haath uthaye. Dheere. Pehle kamar tak ruke, phir upar. Kandhon mein khinch aayi. Shirt uski kamar se chipak gayi. Krish aage jhuka, shirt ke neeche wale hisse ko halka sa chhua. Kapda garam tha. Kavya ki ungliyan kaanp gayi. Saans tez ho gayi. Nazar neeche hi rahi.
“Ghoom. Peeth meri taraf kar.”
Woh dheere se ghumi. Peeth tight ho gayi. Krish ne peeche se waistband ke paas haath rakha, halka sa kheench ke chhoda, phir hips ke upar se shape feel kiya. Uski peeth thodi si hil gayi. Saans aur tez ho gayi. Baal aage latak aaye. Thighs thodi kaanpi.kisi anjan vyakti k itna kreeb aane pr hi usko ek garmahat ka ehsas ho rha tha, chupchap orders manne k alawa uske ps koi chara bhi nhi tha,..
“Haath neeche kar. Meri taraf mud.”
Wo Ghumi. Haath neeche aaye. Nazar ab bhi sharam or dr se neeche thi. Hoth halka sa dabaye hue. Aankhon ke kone mein nami thi. Saans tez thi.
“Kneel down.”
Usne ye sunte hi achanak shock se upr dekha,
Kriah ne fr kha aaram se
"Kneel down "
Ab kampte hue Ghutne dheere se farsh par aaye. Pehle ek, phir doosra. Carpet thandi lag rhi thi. Peeth seedhi karne ki koshish ki, lekin kandhe thode jhuke rahe. Haath side mein. Nazar sharam se niche, Body thodi si kaanp rahi thi. Saans tez thi.
“Apni shirt ke saare buttons khol.”
Wo dheere dheere apni kismat ko accept kr rhi thi, ye krte hue uski aankhe bhr rhi thi aansuo se pr Haath aage badhe, thode kaanpte hue usne Ek-ek karke buttons kholne shuru kiye,Har baar kapda khulta, hawa skin par lagti ek, do fr sare ab shirt khul gayi, panels latak rahe the. Collarbone dikha, Gaal laal ho gaye. Hoth thode kaanp rahe the. Nazar neeche thi.itne me hi krish ki aawaz uske kaano pr pdi.
“Nazrein meri taraf.”
Wo chupchap uske hr order ko follow kr rhi thi, jaise khd se kh rhi ho, ab maan lo yhi mera faith hai,Sar dheere dheere uthaya. Nazar uski aankhon mein aayi. Aankhein thodi pani se bhari, palkein heavy hone lagi, Hoth band the. Sharam saaf thi uski aankhon mein. Kuch nahi boli.
Krish fr bola
“ab Apne skirt ke buttons khol.”
Usne apne haat niche lkr gyi, Buttons khole. Waistband loose ho gaya. Thandi hawa andar gayi. Kamar thodi hil gayi. Nazar uski taraf thi. Gaal aur laal. Hoth thode khule, phir band.
“Apna haath skirt ke andar daal. Dheere-dheere sahla.”
Haath andar gaya. Jaise hi bare skin chhui, aankhein ek second ke liye band hui. Hoth khul gaye, halki si saans nikli.usne apni skirt k ander se hi, apni pussy ko upr se sahlana shuru kiya, Sahlaati rahi.Kamar dheere dhire apne aap hilne lagi, Aankhein heavy ho rahi thi. Nazar uski taraf. Gaal garam. Andar se garmi chadh rahi thi. Hoth se halki, dabayi hui moan nikal rahi thi. Thighs thodi tight ho rahi thi.
“Apne dono pair khol.”
Usne dheere dheere apne guthno ko door kiya or Hips ko thodi aage ki or push kiya . pussy ki Position open ho gayi. Usne unko sahlana continue rkha Breasts tight hone lage. Nipples bra ke andar sakht ho gaye, usko Aansu aa gaya,ek gaal se neeche sarak gaya. Hoth kaanp rahe the. Body thodi aage jhuk rahi thi. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Sath hi sath usko mn hi mn ek aanand ka ahsas bhi ho rha tha ek alg hi type ka sokoon, uske muh se Halki halki si moan niklne lagi,- mmmmmhhh
Krish ne kha “Ruko. Ab bra ki bari hai apni bra utaro.
Uska order dene ka tone bilkul esa tha jaise normal koi boss apne office me baithkr pani, chai k liye order dete ho,
Uska Haath pussy ko rub krte hue ruka ruka. Uske is order ko sunne k bd Aankhein thodi badi hui, ab usne apni bra k hooks ko kholte hue apni Bra utaari. Hooks khulte waqt halk si click ki aawaaz aayi.Breasts bahar aaye. Nipples phle si hi sakht the ,bra khulne ki wajah se hawa lagte hi aur sakht ho gye . sharm se Nazar neeche gayi pr phir yd aaya ki krish ne usko uski or dekhne ka bola tha, usne phir upar dekha uski trf. Krish ka chra bilkul saaf, koi emotion nhi, kavya ke laal hue gaal or laal ho gye kisi mard ko apni trf nangi halt me dekhne se, Hoth dabaye. Seena tez hil raha tha. Aankhon mein sharam thi.
“Ab skirt utaar.”
Skirt dheere se utaari. Kapda skin se chipka hua tha. Ab wo upr or niche dono trf se nangi thi bs usne wo khuli hui shirt phni thi jo uske bdn pr useless hi thi abhi to, ab wo Ghutnon ke bal, pair khule. Kamar thodi aage. Haath side mein. Nazar neeche. Aankhon mein aansu the. Hoth thode khule. Saans tez. Body par paseena chamak raha tha. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Thandi hawa seedha lagi.
Krish ne kha “Apna chut wala bhaag aage kar. Clear dikhe. Aur wapas sahlaana shuru kar.”
Usne apna Left haath peeche farsh par rakha or uspr wazan dete hue Kamar aage dhakeli. Hips upar uthhe. Right haath neeche waps pussy ko sahlate hue, Sahlaati rahi. Aankhein band hoti, khulti. Aansu gir rahe the. Halki moan nikli. Pet tight ho raha tha. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Ungliyan dheere gili ho rahi thi. Andar laher badh rahi thi. Nazar uski taraf, heavy.
“Ab do ungliyan andar daal ke sahla.”
Uski Ungliyan dheere se andar gayi. Aankhein band hui. Hoth khule. Lambi saans nikli.usne ingliyo ko Andar-bahar krna shuru kiya, pehle dheere. Kamar hilne lagi. Aankhein dheere se khuli, nashili. Nazar uski taraf. Moan halki, tooti hui. Body aage jhuk rahi thi. Saansein tez. Thighs kaanp rahi thi.
Kuch der baad, uski body tight hone lagi, wo tez moan k sath saanse lene lagi ab usko kch smjh nhi aa rha tha wo apni ungliyo ko tez chalane lagi wo climax k kareeb thi jhadne wali thi tbhi , Krish ne kaha, “Ruko. Ungliyan bahar nikaalo.”
Wo is nashe me kch sunna nhi chahti thi pr usko na chte hue bhi uski bt manne pdi uski Ungliyan bahar aayi, dono zabardast gili thi thode pani ya pre cum Liquid neeche gira. Aankhein khuli. Chehra laal. Saans tez. Pussy twitching kar rahi thi.
“Apni ungliyon ko sungho.”
Kya usne mn me socha, uski aankhe chaodi ho gyi usne Haath upar uthaya. Smell li, usne aajtk esa kch nhi kiya tha usko ek ajeeb ksi smell aai wo na to buri thi na hi acchi hi,
“Ab apni ungliyon ko muh mein rakho. Aur chuso.”
Kavya ne Krish ki taraf dekha. Aankhon mein sawaal tha, jaise poochh rahi ho ki yeh sach mein keh rahe ho. Koi jawab nahi aaya. Uski aankhon mein halki si hesitation thi. Usne apni ungliyon ko dekha. Abhi bhi gili thi, chamak rahi thi. Usne pehle ek ungli dheere se apne hothon ke paas laayi. Hoth thode se khule. Ungli andar gayi, zubaan par aayi.
Taste turant muh mein gaya. Garam tha. Thoda sa namkeen, thoda sa heavy, aur uski apni smell ke saath milta hua. Pehli baar tha usne apni chut ka taste liya tha. Zubaan pe lagte hi uski aankhein band ho gayi. Gaal aur laal ho gaye. Halki si khattas thi, lekin zyada tar garam aur musky. Usne dheere se ungli ko chusa. Zubaan uske around ghoomi, taste aur clear hua. Doosri ungli bhi andar li. Dono ab muh mein thi. Chusti rahi, dheere. Taste uske gale tak ja raha tha. Aankhein band thi. Aansu gaalon se gir rahe the. Hoth tight the ungliyon ke around. Halki si aawaaz nikal rahi thi, jo woh rok nahi pa rahi thi. Body thodi si kaanp rahi thi. Pehli baar yeh kar rahi thi, aur taste uske muh mein poora fail gaya tha.
“Ungliyan bahar nikaalo. Apne boobs se saaf karo.”
Ungliyan breasts par ragdi. Nipples aur sakht ho gaye. Halki moan nikli.
“Ab apne dono haathon se boobs ko sahlao.”
Haath aaye. Sahlaaya. Aankhein band. Hoth khule. Moan halki. Body hil rahi thi.
“Ab ek haath se baari-baari dono boobs sahlao. Doosre haath se do ungliyan wapas andar daalo. Pehle dheere, phir dheere-dheere tez.”
Pace badha. Body hilne lagi. Aankhein band hoti, khulti. Nazar uski taraf. Moan nikal rahi thi. Body tani hone lagi. Haath breasts ko jakadne laga. Chehra laal. Pet tight. Thighs kaanp rahi thi. Saans ukhad rahi thi.
Krish ne mobile nikala aur kuch photos li. Kavya ki aankhein uski taraf thi, heavy.ek pal k liye to wo bhag jana chti thi pr wo usko mna nhi kr paa rhi thi, uska pura sharir kaamp rha tha jaise wo is diniya me thi hi nhi jaise uska dhyan hi udhr na ho wo sharma rhi thi, or tez tez moan kr rhi thi uski saanse twlez ho rhi thi aah , mmmmmhhh, yaaaahhhhh yes,
Wo waps apne climax k kareeb thi mgr fr se krish ne usko rok diya,
Apni ungliya bahr nikalo or waps muh me rkho, chuso, esa usne teen br fr kiya, kavya ka sharir toot rha tha, usko jhadna tha wo ab resist nhi kr pa rhi thi apne sharir se, wo br br climax k ps jati or fr krish usko rok deta, uske aankhoo se br br aansu tapak rhe the wo climax k liye ro rhi thi, tadap rhi thi,
jb jb wo usko rokta ek ajeeb trh k muskan uske chre pr aati,
Abki baar ungliyan phir chut ke andar thi. Krish ne dekha usse pucha ksa feel ho rha hai mujhe btao, kya tum jhadna chahti ho
Usne Sir hilaya. Aankhein heavy.
Krish ne thode unche swar me bola
“Muh se bolo,"
“Haan...” akavya ne kaanpti hui awaz me kha .
“Kya haan?”
“Mujhe climax chahiye...” hoth kaanp rahe the. Aansu gir rahe the.
"Kya climax khul ke btao tum kya kr rhi ho apne haath kha hai kya chaiye "
Usne rote hue kha " me apne unglio se apni chut ko masal rhi hu, meri do ungliya mere pussy k ander hai, mujhe climax chaiye, aap esa kyu kr rhe hai mene aapka kya bigada hai,
Krish ne kha, Tumne 'plz' or 'sir' nhi kha hai, tumko pta hai na ki tumko apni hr bt khatam krne k bd sir bolna hai,
Aansu tez behne lage. Body ab bhi tight thi. “Please... main dhyan rakhungi... please...”
Krish - Sir??
Usne fr kha "plz sir me aage se dhyan rkhungi..... Aaahhh.... Plz sir.... me release krna chti hu.... "
'Wse tumne apni galtiyo k liye mujhe abhi tk sry bhi nhi kha hai,
“Agar chahiye toh bhik maango. Itni ki mera mann ho jaye.”
“Please.. Sir...... mujhe jahdne ki permission chahiye.... Sir mujhse ab nhi rha ja rha hai plz sir ..
I.. I. am sry, sir me aage se dhyan rkhungi sir .. main maang rahi hoon... please...” aawaaz tooti hui, bhari. Aankhein uski taraf. Body thodi aage jhuki. Saansein ukhad rahi thi.
Krish ne kuch der tk usko tadapte hue dekha or fr baad me kaha, “Theek hai. Kar lo, pr ye hr br nhi hoga abhi shuruat hai isliye chod rha hu. "
Kvya khus ho gyi " thank you sir ...... Aapko aage kbhi shikayt ka moka nhi milega,,,..... Aaahh tha....nkyou....... Hhh sir mmm
Kavya ne speed badha di. Aankhein band ho gayi. Hoth khule. Lambi moan nikli. Body poori tani, kaanpti hui. Kamar tez hilne lagi. Climax aaya. Pussy ne ungliyon ko grip kiya. Liquid nikal raha tha. Kamar upar uthhi, phir kaanpti hui neeche aayi. Moan lambi thi. Aansu girte rahe. Poori body kaanp rahi thi.
Dheere Dheere laher utri. Aankhein kholi. Nazar uski taraf, thaki hui, heavy.
Right haath poora gila tha. Left haath ke nakhun ki nishaniyan breasts par thi. Ghutnon par baithi. Body dheere relax hoti hui. Saans dheere hoti hui. Nazar thodi neeche, phir upar. Krish usse dekh raha tha. Chehra shaant. Box ab bhi band pada tha. Room mein sirf AC ki awaaz thi. Kavya ki body ab bhi thodi kaanp rahi thi.
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