[Steel]

Rakesh toweled himself off and frowned at the sticky puddle they had left on the massage table. It would probably be fine... they had to be prepared for a little cum in the massage rooms, right? He turned to Laila, who was also calmly wiping the sweat from her sexy little body.

"You seemed really... spicy today," commented Rakesh neutrally. "Good job. We really needed her to see that move from resistance to submission."

Laila smirked at him. "Oh, I meant every word, 'Daddy'," she said archly, the word was sarcastic again... for now. "I just don't normally say what I'm thinking about you anymore, because I know it won't do any good."

Rakesh laughed. 'Well maybe you should. You know how much I like a good chase."

Laila snorted and rolled her eyes, then looked thoughtful. "So... what's next for Kusha? You think she's ready to give in?"

Rakesh shook his head. "Not yet. We planted a seed today, but it still needs a little watering. And even if she starts getting turned on by me now, she will still need to learn how to submit. That won't happen in a day."

Laila shuddered. "I'm not sure if I pity her or envy her. Just thinking back to how it was when you first seduced me..."

Rakesh smiled at the memory. Good times. But he still thought Kusha would be even more satisfying.

"What about Sharath?" asked Laila suddenly.

Rakesh scoffed and gave her an incredulous sidelong glance. "What about Sharath?"

"What are your plans for him?" asked Laila, a frown crossing her face.

"My plan is to fuck his wife and enjoy the stupid look on his face as he realizes he never should have assumed he was better than me," said Rakesh firmly, using the towel to wipe off some of the cum from the table and hopping back up.

"You know what I mean," said Laila with a flicker of annoyance. "You're about to do something terrible to him. It would be better for him if he could... learn to enjoy what was about to happen. Like Puneet does."

Rakesh shrugged as he lay back on the bed. "Well that's really up to him, isn't it?"

"Come on," said Laila, walking up and running a hand up Rakesh's rustic body, "You used to be friends with him right? Turn Sharath into a willing cuck. For old times sake. Or just for me, if you prefer. He's a loser, but he was still one of my best friends. I don't want to see him totally crushed. Besides, it might make him self-sabotage and make your job easier."

Rakesh grimaced and sighed.

"Maybe. I'll think about it. Now where the fuck is that masseuse? I told them to come in after a half hour!"

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