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Super story. Great Work

Chaos and cosmos was hot update. Really like the way of narration. Waiting to see what will happen between rahul and Shilpa. I am expecting that scenario to come up soon. Let’s see how it goes. Now I am like spoiled kid due to frequent update and expecting more. Anxiously waiting for new update

Awesome update

Fuck brooo tht ws hot steaming hot...
Lets see now wht mahesh could do..
Feeling sad for him

Wonderful

Beautiful narration and pics. The effort you put for this story is highly appreciated.

Thank you for the responses.

Personally I did not like it. It is a lackluster and clumsy update with lots of plotholes.

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CHAPTER 36 : DICLOFENAC

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Mahesh woke up with an awful headache. His body is aching, he feels ....he can't put the feeling in words in his mind...he feels 'less' and incomplete.
 
Rahul's finasteride drug, which he bought with the help of Dr Parveen's prescription, has already started doing its job on him. ( mentioned in Chapter 33)
 
Shilpa is busy with her make-up right now. This is an awkward moment for both husband and wife. Mahesh gets to see how Shilpa is decorating herself for Ashish. It is a routine now.
 
Shilpa is wearing a gorgeous red kurta with golden yoke stripes all over her kurta and trouser below. A designer transparent dupatta covers both her front and back from her shoulders. 


 
Her hands, decorated with Mehendi, are busy putting a pearl choker necklace around her graceful neck, matching large earrings dangling from her ears.
 
She lightly brushes her cheeks to give her make-up a final touch. Their eyes meet in the mirror.
 
Shilpa is beaming with the hope of possibilities now; within an hour, she is going to see her new lover, but Mahesh is embarrassed.
 
"You look beautiful ." Mahesh bitterly compliments her; he had to say something.
 
"Good morning !!!" Her eyes are still on Mahesh's face while her hand continue to work on perfecting her make-up, "Did not sleep much?" she asks.
 
Another bitter memory haunts Mahesh remembering Shilpa moaning Asish's name in sleep.
 
"Why do you care?" Mahesh is being sarcastic.
 
"You got dark circles around your eyes. You look sick." Her voice was empty, devoid of concern.
 
Mahesh gets up and goes to the attached washroom.
 
"What the hell?" He exclaims, running his fingers around the newly formed dark circles. A side effect of finasteride that Rahul did not mention.
 
Mahesh again feels sick; he feels like he needs to vomit, and seconds later, he really started vomiting. Another side effect of finasteride.
 
Shilpa is finished with her get up, and without caring what is happening to her vomiting husband, she leaves the room. A few days ago, she cared, but many things have happened in these few days. Shilpa has also changed. She felt a little guilty for not caring, but she was mostly annoyed. She is more eager to meet her new lover right now. Mahesh's sickness is nothing but a hindrance between them.
 
As she expected, Rahul was waiting just outside their bedroom. Snooping probably. His presence makes her feel sick in her stomach; she wants butterflies there, nothing else.
 
" You are supposed to walk on the ropes." Rahul pointed at the ropeways he constructed as per Ashish's instruction. (mentioned in CHAPTER 33)
 
"Shut up, creep." Shilpa snaps at Rahul, making a face.
 
"Just saying."Rahul tugs the rope, "It took considerable effort to set these up." he pulls the rope once more, smiling inside. He enjoyed it yesterday when Shilpa walked over it with her pussy on the rope line. 


 
He cherishes the memory of pulling the rope back then, making her moan while she was talking to Ashish. The best part for him was that Mahesh was present at that moment and was busy talking to Indra at the door downstairs. 


 
He made sure that Mahesh could hear Shilpa. Rahul remembers pulling the rope hard at one end, and Shilpa squealed when she felt the pull between her pussy lips. 



 
He loves pointing out to Mahesh how hollow their marriage is. Did Mr Indra also hear her? Since then, it has been bugging Rahul; there is no way Rahul can predict the outcome of events if Indra heard Shilpa yesterday. Too many cooks spoil the broth.
 
Shila does not respond at first, and she gets what he indicates by pulling the rope. Then she hisses at him waving her hand," Ready the car, creep."
 
Rahul smirks," Yes, Madam ."
 
After a while, Rahul takes Asish's car out of their garage, and Shilpa steps outside their main gate.
 
Indra was waiting with his dog 'Scooby'.Right now, he is smiling at her. Shilpa acts as if Indra is invisible. He isn't hiding anymore after last night. (the incident is mentioned in Chapter 35)
 
Last night during his visit to Shilpa's house, Indra accidentally, rather luckily, caught Shilpa in a very compromising situation. 
 
She was wearing a flimsy skirt given by Ashish with a heart-shaped butt plug shoved between her ass cheeks, and those 'hotwife' engraved ornaments were on full display over her luscious semi-exposed globes.



 
He had a hunch, and his cop's nose followed up on it.
 
Shilpa was awkwardly waiting for Rahul to position the car standing on the other side of the road. Once Indra sees her ignoring him, he calls her out," You look beautiful, Shilpa."
 
Shilpa smiles at him with a pressed lip.
 
 *Just die* she curses him in her mind.
 
"That's a gorgeous dress, very different from last night." Indra does not stop teasing her.
 
Shilpa puts the finger on her lips, warning him to stop. She is panicking right now, the way Indra is speaking in the middle of the road.
 
But Indra did not. If he stops, she is in control, but he needs to show her she isn't. As a security officer inspector, he is habituated to taking charge.
 
"Are you still wearing that waist chain?" Indra teases her further.
 
* is he fucking mad or what?* Shilpa looks around her to make sure nobody listens to them.
 
Fortunately, Rahul places the car in between them at that moment. While opening the door, she sees the reflection of Mahesh in the car window. 
 
He standing behind the window of their upper floor, staring but not at her. Her eyes instinctively look at Indra. Shilpa sees he is looking at Mahesh with an ominously smile on his lips. Shilpa turns her head to look at Mahesh properly; she sees a ghost, not her husband, an afraid ghost.
 
Shilpa doesn't hesitate any longer and slides inside the car. She let out a tensed huff, but it wasn't over. She almost jumps as he hears Indra's knock on Rahul's window; her heart beats faster. Indra is overstepping now; from above, Mahesh shares the same opinion as hers on this matter, but he is unable to do anything. 
 
Rahul opens the window, "Good morning Mr Indra." he greets.
 
Yesterday in the early morning, Indra caught Shilpa wearing a bikini swimsuit under her overcoat. 
 
Thanks to his dog scooby, without him biting at Shilpa's overcoat and exposing her skimpy attire underneath, Indra would have never guessed what was happening in his beautiful neighbour's life and would not be standing here right now as well. (that incident was mentioned in CHAPTER 29  )


 
 
He needs to know how much Rahul knows about Mahesh and Shilpa's secret arrangement; he doesn't know if Rahul knew what Shilpa was wearing inside yesterday. 
 
He needs to know if Rahul is just a driver in this bizarre arrangement, or is he more invested?
 
Rahul is aware that Indra knows what Shilpa was wearing yesterday morning; he saw the whole scooby and Shilpa's overcoat incident in the mirror.
 
 Back then, He was glad at Shilpa's exposure. He loves when Shilpa gets humiliated. It doesn't matter to him who does it. This woman has murdered his own mother. But now, he isn't glad much cause what they are doing is a criminal conspiracy, and Indra is a security officer officer.
 
"Have you got a license for driving four-wheelers?" Indra is all business right now.
 
"No" Rahul's throat is dry.
 
" Indra, there is no need for that !!! " Shilpa sweetly protests; it is getting out of hand now.
 
Indra ignores her and grills Rahul, "I need to see the registration of this car then."
 
Shilpa has never been this afraid; if Indra gets a hint of their criminal activity of trapping Ashish, they are all going to jail.
 
"Come on, Indra, we are getting late." Shilpa still maintains her poised tone.
 
"What are you waiting for, Rahul ?" Indra exerts his authority as an inspector here.
 
"Sure." Rahul obliges; if they act like they are hiding something, then it would only make Indra more suspicious, Rahul thought. 
 
He hands him the car registration paper; Asish's name and address are written on it.
 
"Looks legitimate ." Indra remarks while memorizing the info.
 
"I told you yesterday that Mahesh's car is under service, and this is his friend's car." Shilpa impatiently reminds Indra again, breaking her cool.
 
Rahul chimes in," She is going to her swimming class."
 
Rahul indirectly tries to explain Shilpa's bikini swimsuit from yesterday.
 
Shilpa could not help but admire Rahul's quick-wittedness.
 
Indra isn't buying the swimming class excuse; that bikini was too fancy for sports. Rahul thought he was being clever when he linked the mystery of Shilpa's bikini with swimming class, but he actually just exposed himself.
 
Indra smiles * So he knows Shilpa was wearing a bikini swimsuit; he is on this too? Not just a driver huh !!! What a sick family !!!*
 
He returns the paper and tussles his hair," arrghh.. I was just busting your balls." and laughs it off.
 
Indra lets them go. 
 
"Swimming class is a good excuse. What do you think?" Rahul teases Shilpa.
 
Shilpa quietly orders, "Just drive."
 
After some time, Indra takes out his own car and reaches the address registered on Asish's car registration document in the hope of finding Shilpa here. He is obsessed with her lifestyle.
 
 Indra found nobody there. The house is deserted. Clearly, nobody lives there. Indra was so certain that Shilpa's unknown lover lived here that he did not believe someone had just lent Mahesh his Audi. He was cocksure that whoever lent Mahesh that car was also banging his wife. But his theory did not add up.
 
He does not know that Ashish lives in his penthouse, his fuckpad; the complex provides him better secuirty and anonymity.
 
(Ashish does not live in his house was mentioned twice. In CHAPTER 25 and CHAPTER 27.)
 
Meanwhile, Shilpa was still on the road. Sitting inside the car, she could not help but think that there were too many checkpost between her and Ashish. Rahul, Indra even Mahesh, her own husband, are obstacles in her affair. Too many vultures are waiting to feast on her flesh.
 
Diclofenac, a pain killer, is responsible for the massive decline of the Vulture population in India. Veterinarians used to prescribe it for farm animals without knowing it is fatal for vultures. When those birds eat the carcasses of those deceased animals with diclofenac in their system, they die. It was banned in 2006.
 
Sadly there is no such medicine that could eliminate the vultures in Shilpa's life, or is there? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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CHAPTER 37 - A CAT AND MOUSE GAME IN A DEAD POET'S SOCIETY

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One thing has been seriously bothering Ashish since last night. He was checking the recordings of his security cameras of the front door and drawing room to erase the footage of the secuirty guard Harsh's incident for obvious reasons. ( described in CHAPTER 29 part 2-4 )


He had already told Javed, the head security guard of this complex, to erase the entire history of that day, and now it was his turn to destroy all the shreds of evidence from his own cameras. But there were no recordings. His cameras are on, but those were not recording anything for the past 4 days. His storage unit can hold footage of the last 45 days.

He checked his storage machine and found it was unplugged. No way HDMI and USB cables just get disconnected on their own. Someone did it manually.

Shilpa did. (mentioned in chapters 10, 12, and  17   )

Ashish is aware that nobody had entered his apartment 4 days ago except Shilpa.

It does not make sense to him. Why would she do that? At first, he concluded that Shilpa and Rahul were planning to rob his apartment. According to her, her husband is jobless, and she is doing the maid job. 
But some things do not add up. There are security guards in the complex, there are other cameras, and those factors are impossible to avoid.

 They are also Mahesh's neighbors; they can't just flee. Without knowing how much money Ashish has in his apartment, it is foolish to plan a robbery.

 One does not give up their house without knowing the actual amount of the loot. 

If robbery isn't the motive, then what is? Judging from past events, Ashish is certain of one thing Rahul, Shilpa's husband, wants her to sleep with him. (Ashish thinks Rahul is Shilpa's husband, he does not know Mahesh is her actual husband.) 

Also, she lied about having a child to get her maid job during the first time they met ( mentioned in CHAPTER 11), and yesterday, she confessed, writhing in sexual heat, that she lied about it. (mentioned in CHAPTER 31, PART 2). 

Ashish remembers her husband Rahul also lied about their non-existent child when he accused Shilpa of the missing cucumber. ( mentioned in CHAPTER 24)

Now that Ashish thinks of that big lie, he gets more suspicious about the odd couple, Rahul and Shilpa, under the circumstance of missing camera footage. Their relationship looked fishy to him from the very beginning. He is in his early 20's, and she is in her late 20's. Once Ashish joins all these bits and pieces of mismatched information, a grey cloud of doubts starts to form on his mental horizon.

Right now, he is impatiently waiting for Shilpa to arrive. He got a collar leash in his hand, and his head is full of sinister ideas to punish Shilpa, his new pet, for disconnecting the cables.

*If she is a pet, then why are you waiting for her at 6:00 am in the morning like a lovesick puppy?* His bored inner self teases him.

*just go away* he shuns his feelings, he is getting fed up with these thoughts. 



The doorbell intervenes in his diabolical plans for Shilpa. He opens the door shortly, wearing a practiced apathy on his face; his grip tightens on the leash, and he is ready to spring upon Shilpa to tear her clothes as soon as he sees her.




He saw her alright, but he could not move. All his diabolical plans vanished just looking at her. She has appeared to him like a morning breeze, looking natural and authentic in that ethnic dress. He can't do those things he had planned when she looks like that. It would be a crime. The only thing he can do to her is to make love.

*What were you planning again? lovesick puppy indeed !!!* His inner god mocks him.

Shilpa's heart skips witnessing his stunned gaze; those are soft and full of awe.

Her graceful irradiance makes Ashish let the collar leash go. It drops on the floor, but neither bothered to look at it. They are in a different zone now.

She is expectant, and he is willing.

Ashish sweeps Shilpa off her feet, scooping her up in his arms. They speak no words to each other; there was no need for that. They let their feelings for each other take over their respective minds. 
They look at each other lovingly as Ashish carries her toward his bedroom. Shilpa, secured inside Ashish's arms cradle, leans against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and it sang to her until they reached his bedroom.

Shilpa finds her feet on the ground again. Ashish is standing behind her. Trembling in anticipation, Shilpa exposes her neck, gathering her hair on one side of her shoulder, inviting Ashish, letting go of her transparent dupatta.

 Ashish looks at her eager side face and accepts the invitation; his lips glide along her bare shoulders from edge to edge. She shivers, and he gets intoxicated by the fragrance of her flowy hair. He starts taking off each of her ornaments, pearl necklace, and earrings.

He does not touch her mangalsutra; he leaves it alone. 
 
To his surprise, Shilpa unburdens herself of her mangalsutra on her own. The corner of their eyes met briefly, and a wordless communication took place. This is their first time, and she wants him to take her in the bed as just a woman, not a married woman. She is just Shilpa right now, not Mrs.Dixit.

After watching Shilpa getting rid of her wedding ring, Ashish slowly pulls the chain behind her dress; the compelling sound of her zipper sliding down fills the small space between them. 

Shilpa's cheek burns as the kurti abandons her body, exposing her slender back to Ashish. He plants gentle kisses on her back, savoring the little tremors he is getting in return; his fingers run vertically along her spine, making Shilpa bend her wings backward in sensation. He stops at her hips, letting her feel the intimacy between them; his fingers crawl forward and pull down Kurti's bottom.

Ashish Kneels and removes the dress lifting her ankle. He slowly gets up, grazing his fingers from the tendons of her ankles, along with the delicacy of her calves, dipping his tips on the back of her knees, admiring her shapely thighs, creating pink furrows on the spheres of her voluminous ass. 

His hands stay on her hips momentarily; he gauges her expression silently. Shilpa's lips quiver as she feels his fingers count her ribs.

 Suddenly those were on her breasts. Shilpa gasps and his wicked fingers unclasp her bra. Their mouth met, his large hands engulf her supple blossoms, their tongue dwell feverishly, he fondles her tits, and she moans inside his mouth.

 He catches her nipples inside his fingers, and she entraps his lower lips between her teeth. Passion explodes. He chuckles in a rich and deep voice; her cheeks burn.

Soon they were on his bed, kissing each other, exploring each other's bodies in a wild craze. The rest of their clothes joined the heap.

Humming inside Ashish's mouth, Shilpa suspects that when she is alone, she will cherish and long for the flavor of his soft yet firm texture against her lips.

His hands are caressing her tits, making her writhe under his body, his lips start to kiss every inch of her body, her armpit gets wet from the tip of his tongue, so does her deep navel, his hot tongue and lips are everywhere, and those end up between her legs. 

Her cunt is aching, and she finds her moist folds begin to get explored by his wicked tongue. Shilpa's raspy voice filled the room; his mouth was commanding on her demanding pussy. Her cheeks flushed, her clit throbbed like a heartbeat, and his two long fingers entered her needy slit. His other hand crawls upward and claims her undulating tits while she feeds him all her honeyed goodness, moaning his name.

A dark snicker escapes his mouth, listening to his name on her lips, and he readies her cunt with his fingers and mouth so that he can hear more of it.

"Ashish...." She pleads; she needs him inside of her now; she needs him bad; his tongue is lapping her engorged labia, and she can feel his nose breathing on her asshole.

He doesn't disappoint her; he doesn't plan to tease her yesterday. Shilpa feels the breeze on her exposed vulva as Ashish retrieves his mouth. Shilpa squirms, watching his veiny hard cock swinging from side to side as he adjusts his knees to position himself between her thighs. Lust took over her senses.

He holds his thick cock and rubs it on her soaking wet opening. Shilpa whimpers in heat, getting further stimulation, "Mmmmm...."

Then she feels it, the steady pulse of his blood-thumping cockhead inside her slit. She lets out a sharp cry and rolls her head backward, closing her eyes. she wanted this to happen; she has been dreaming of it, and now, it is finally taking place.




The massive cock starts to disappear inside her soaking slit, filling her up inch by inch. Ashish grunts, her pussy is tighter than he imagined, and that does not stop her inner walls from greedily pulling him inside her boiling cave.

The pressure inside her pussy is immense, so does the sexual itch, and it only increases. Shilpa looks down and gasps. Only half of his cock is in, and yet she feels she can't take it anymore.

Ashish eases her pressure by rubbing her clit, watching her struggle to adjust around his girth. Shilpa starts mewling in response. Ashish leans forward, pins her body holding her armpit, and slowly rocks his hips. The air crackles around them.

Ashish hears her gentle moans as he increases his tempo coaxing her relaxed passage. Everything synchronized, everything's intensity increased gradually - the speed of his thrusts, the bed creaking, and the decibel of Shilpa's moaning, like a perfect exponential curve. Her shaking opulent tits was a visual feast ,Ashish leans forward to suck those alluring milky wonders eliciting purrs of pleasure from throat.

Feeling the veins of his cock going back and forth against her pussy walls, Shilpa listens to her own singing closing her eyes, giving in to the sheer hedonistic pleasure.



Ashish watches her face from above, her eyes closed; he can tell her mind isn't here anymore; she is visiting the place where women go when they are in pure sensual bliss. Men are forbidden there, they are only allowed to carry women there like a ferryman swimming in the same river of carnal pleasure, but they will never get to visit that shrine.

Shilpa's breathing escalates; she trashes her head, she fidgets to make a fist, she starts to wiggle, and her cunt muscles shudder around Ashish's onslaught. Ashish expected this, and that's why he has been pinning her down from the beginning. Shilpa feels hot, her face radiant once she starts cumming, moaning harmoniously.



Ashish decelerates his pumping and replaces it with slow and long thrusts once Shilpa's orgasm fades. She opens her eyes. Their gaze locked. He smiles at her, and she smiles back, blushing.

 His strokes are different. Shilpa feels the change; his cock is sinking deep, awakening new needs, hitting unknown spots. Shilpa grows wild, her pussy becomes untamable, her moans more feminine.



Ashish looks downwards and can see his cock is glistening, her pussy is weeping, and the shine she is giving his cock is scandalous. 

He lowers his body, releasing her armpits; she immediately encircles those around his neck, pulling him closer. 

They engage in a passionate kiss, and he gets to push all of his lengths inside her pussy. They can feel each other's hunger in that kiss, and Ashish rolls his hips, rearranging her insides forever with his throbbing cock. 
Shilpa wails breaking the kiss, and Ashish feels a series of rapid muscle contraction around his manhood accompanied by a cuntal gush pushing out his cock. He immediately penetrates her which leads Her pussy to rupture and her vulva spurts out a squirt soaking dampening her skin . Ashish holds her face and starts to pound her rapidly. Shilpa starts to sob in ecstasy, looking into his eyes; her thoughts get registered on her face.




 Every thrust inside her stretched pussy elicits lustful moans from her mouth; she can feel her cunt is hugging his cock like a long-lost lover, lubing it, nourishing it, crying on it.

She does not know how long it continued; she lost track of time, she lost count of how many times she came, she was in a state of perpetual pleasure; she does not know how long those smoldering eyes of her lover witnessed her 'O' face or how long their temple was brushing against each other.





Her head is swimming; she is connected to him on a deeper level than ever, emotionally and physically. It scares her; it fills her with joy; it soothes her and makes her feel guilty.

Ashish grunts with a final thrust, and Shilpa feels ropes after ropes of warm thick seeds shooting onto her inner walls, filling her womb. 



A calm satisfaction envelopes her face, and her body gets thrilled. She holds his face and showers it with kisses. He collapsed onto her, letting her carry the weight of his heavy muscles and then roll over, holding her.

They talk again by locking their lips. They stay silent for a while, letting the excitement calm down and reading their own feelings inside. She loves it; she loves nestling inside his arms, secured and satisfied. 
Ashish loves it more than he imagined he would, his cum sipping out of her pussy, his one hand under her body and another squeezing her ass. This feels perfect with each thought.

Once the euphoria of nerve-shattering copulation starts to subside, Shilpa starts to feel guilty and sad. She is happy, yet she is sad. Her fingers explore his broad chest, inhaling his bodily musk, and she could not help but think that in the end, this all will go away, she will betray him, she will accuse him of sexual assault once she gets the new camera. It makes her depressed. 

She is here to trap him; that is her objective, but now she feels like crying thinking about it, and she starts crying.

"Hey, what is it?" Ashish asks with utmost concern.

Shilpa just cocooned herself more tightly around his body, hiding her face.

"Did I hurt you?" Ashish asks again; he is alarmed. He does not like her sadness. Her sadness changed the entire dynamic of their interaction and fueled this relationship; before that, it was just sleazy acts and mindless flirting with each other. ( described in CHAPTER 25)

"Just hold me ." She requests, and he does.

They lay there listening to each other breathing, wearing each other's scent, it was satisfying, but they were way too much attracted to each other.

 They couldn't control themselves. After a while, their hands started to roam on each other's body, his chest was bitten, her ass was squeezed, his ears were licked, her tits were smashed, his cock poked her pussy, and her pussy agreed that they should get further acquainted.

They again start making love; this time, Shilpa sits on his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist, forming a lotus. This is Shilpa's favorite position. (mentioned in Chapter 32,part 5)

She is happy and surprised that he remembers it. Upclose and intimate, they fuck each other's brains out, attentive to their needs. Shilpa has to show she is no pillow queen. 

It was a coordinated dance; he let her ride him, suckling on her firm boobs, their fingers interlocked with each other, each expressed how they were feeling pressing each other's knuckle, the degree of intensity varied depending upon whether they were doing a slow salsa or a rock concert. 



She was occasionally drenching his lap during her several releases; he savored her blushing face, slightly ashamed from enjoying too much of him. He joined her in the mid-way, holding her plump ass cheeks firmly. 

He impales her earnestly. She wrapped her arms around him, feeling his passion inside her oozing womanhood, wounding his neck with soft bites and back with her nails. 

They were sweaty and covered with each other's juices at the end. Once again, they stayed in each other's arms, wordless letting their feelings rule. 
She is so happy right now, here in his strong arms and the way he is looking at her makes her feel she belongs here in his warm embrace. Her exuberance makes her feel that she can confess everything about the conspiracy she and Mahesh cooked for him. She can see love in his eyes; he looks mesmerized, equally happy as she. He will forgive her if she comes clean right now, but it was a naive thought, and she let it go with a sigh. 
*I am just being stupid and imagining things about his damn eyes. Remember what he did to Harsh? He is not the forgiving type* She scolds herself.

Again, they made love in the shower. Washing each other's bodies was an excuse for streamy foreplay. Ashish particularly loved the look of disbelief on her face when she made her cum back to back, rubbing her g spot. She returned the favor sinking her knees on the floor to give his cock a good time. They burned for each other under the shower's cold water during their lovemaking. She was delicate, and he was gentle as a lover.

Now Ashish is watching her dominating his Kitchen. Shilpa is wearing one of Ashish's tshirt; it is big for her. She looks funny and adorable. He asked her to rest and wanted to make the breakfast himself, but she insisted.

He likes how feisty she is. Shilpa wanted to do something for him; he had made her extremely happy, considering how bad things were in her life right now.

 He made her forget about her woes. They were playful during the cooking; they laughed at each other's jokes but were very aware of their sexual attraction, the underlying current of electricity perpetually flowing between them; they could never be just friends.

They were talking, and the conversation ended like this :

"I don't like beaches. there are sands everywhere." Ashish complains.

"I love it. The endless horizon calls me." Shilpa lets him know.

"I love mountains. I like the cold. The silence entices me." He informs.

"Let's eat." She is done preparing the breakfast.

They carry each other's plates to the dining area. Ashish took his seat, and Shilpa was about to take hers.

Ashish makes a teasing sound with his tongue and pats his lap.

She blushes and sits on his lap.

Their expressions change once they find each other this intimate. Her luscious ass is meant to sit on his thick cock.

Ashish loves to feed her; he did it yesterday, and he likes taking care of her this way. Now it is becoming a routine.

Shilpa is a big girl, she can eat herself, but there is something sweet and intimate about his gesture. She likes it cause he likes to do it.

"You know, on a second thought, I would love to see you in a bikini on a beach." He grins, having her on his lap.

"Don't worry; I will help you get it up in the wilderness of a snowy mountain." She giggles, flirting back.

Their soul flirts with each other in the background.
Ashish * I would love to take an evening stroll on the sand and bring you your beloved horizon * 

Shilpa * I would love to spend the night with you under a blanket on some obscure hilltop* 

Neither could speak it out loud, and they averted their eyes from each other in uneasiness and were fully aware that either of them was holding something back. 

They start with an apple. As she takes a bite from his hand, enveloping her arms around him, his thumb brushes her nipple over the shirt.

 The game is on again. They can't stay apart. Needless to say, it was the best breakfast Shilpa had ever had in her life; she ate and got devoured.
Soon her loud moans echoed through the hall.

After breakfast, Ashish puts her tired body in his spare bedroom ( mentioned in CHAPTER 11); the other one is still messy from their lovemaking. He left her for a few minutes and returned in front of her wearing his suit, ready to go to work.

*Where does he find his stamina after all these?* She wonders, feeling the exhaustion in her bones.

He sits beside her; she looks so beautiful and content right now.

"You are not going to your house right now. I want you to rest here." He says with a commanding tone, letting her know it is not up for discussion. He wants her to rest.

Surprisingly Shilpa finds herself not protesting, and in fact, she is glad that he cares. She nods in a drowsy voice," Ok." 

"Here, take this." He places a prepaid gift card beside her pillow after mentioning the amount.

Like she wanted to cook breakfast for him, he wanted to do something for her.

"What for?" She murmurs.

"Do some shopping. I like your dressing sense and would love to see more of it." He confesses, slightly embarrassed for letting his feelings out like this. This goes against his pride. He is used to giving gifts to his fuckmates (mentioned in CHAPTER 9) , but this is different, and he is afraid of that feeling.

All those times, he wanted them to be happy; this time, he wanted both him and her to be happy.

Shilpa notices the uneasiness in his voice; like him, she loves to tease him," Am I your mistress now?" with a touch of bitterness.

He is at a loss for words; these feelings he feels for her are new to him. The last time he felt like this was for Rekha, but these feelings are much stronger this time.

He does not respond to her remark," I will send a car. You can avail it whenever you wake up from your rest."

He got up and was about to go.

Shilpa realizes she should not have pushed him with the 'mistress' issue. She is married, and it is unfair for her to ask him to label their new relationship.

She holds his hand without putting any real strength, she has none left for now, but that slight touch was enough. 

Ashish turns around; she pulls his hand weakly, urging him to come closer with her eyes. 

Once he did, she planted a kiss on his lips, murmuring, "Stay for a while." Her voice was dripping honey, soothing and inviting. He stayed without any saying words. 

Their fingers were interlocked, and Ashish was caressing her hair as he watched her fall asleep on his bed sitting there. His heart aches, looking at her content face. So beautiful; he is proud of himself right now for making her feel this way.

He has been thinking about asking her about the disconnected cables for a while, but he never got the chance.

 After their first round of lovemaking, Ashish thought about bringing that up, but he felt it would be cheap to discuss that after having sex as if he was holding the discussion just to have sex with her. 

Then Shilpa started crying for some unknown reasons, and he avoided doing or asking anything that would make her sad.

He keeps on staring at her divine face; it is at peace. He wishes that he was a poet of some sort so he could write down poetry about her and read it to her aloud.

 He wants to, but a simple case of the missing camera footage is bugging him.

 Camera is a great invention of the human race, an ingenious piece of engineering, and that is interfering with what poetry stands for ---- passion, beauty, romance, love.....the things we stay alive for.

He sighs, looking at her mehendi-painted hands; she decorates herself for his shake, and now he wants more of her. She was right, he thought; a mistress status isn't enough for him as well.

He retrieves his hand from her grasp and takes out his pen from his pocket. Taking a piece of paper out of his wallet, he writes down an address # Meet me at 2 pm here for a lunch date#

He rereads the note and crushes the note inside his fist.

He writes a new note #Meet me at this address for lunch# ommitting the word 'date' from the previous one. He puts the note under the weight of his front door key for her access.

*Coward* his inner self sneers at him as he gets confused with his feelings for the nth time. Shilpa said it first, and that word still haunts him. ( mentioned in CHAPTER 25, PART 2 )

He gets agitated by his own thoughts and leaves the room. The camera issue starts to bug him again, tearing through his poetic world. He determines he needs to kill that bug.

He goes to his study room where the camera storage system is; he carries a recording camera. 

He got several as he is used make sex tapes with permission from his partners. (mentioned in chapter 25 and chapter 26). 

He places it in a hidden area, thinking she will visit her crime scene if she has done it, now that he would not be in his penthouse.

A cat and mouse game begins.






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CHAPTER 38 : Toxoplasma gondii  







Shilpa's power nap was short, no more than 45 minutes. Her vitality is restored, and her spirit elated. She lay there for a while, cherishing the sweet memories of the morning. 

Her fingers brush the soft textures of her succulent lips in remembrance of her lover's greedy mouth on it, tender, sometimes rough. His hands, oh his hands!! Holding her, cupping her.....she loves those hands....gripping her, stroking her....always busy.......mauling her wavering tits....attentive...cusping her ass....grabbing her pussy. She can still feel it. His tongue sawing between her labia. 

She rolls over, biting her lips and holding the pillow between her arms. The back of her head lands on the keychain Ashish left for her.

"Owww," She mutters, and her hand searches for the reason.

She turns around, holding the key curiously, and finds the 'Lunch note.'

A silly smile sprawls across her face. She is delighted and checks her phone to know the time.

Five missed calls from Rahul and 10 from Mahesh.

Also, one message from Ashish.


She knows why Rahul called; he has the job of driving her around.

*Let him suffer* 

The message says #I hope you got my note, Mrs.Dixit. I will be expecting you#

She gulps. There is this unspoken ritual between her and Ashish. Whenever he addresses her as 'Mrs.Dixit,' he wants the hotwife, and when he calls her by her first name, then its different.
(that detail explained elaborately in CHAPTER 32,PART 5)

*Different how?* her nosy bitch asks who lives within her.

*You don't have to know everything* She refrains herself from overthinking. Overthinking is the silent killer.

The point is she got a date with her bull as a hotwife, and it thrills her. It is so scandalous and forbidden. A rosy glow appears on her cheeks, and blood rushes down her loins. 

The phone buzzes suddenly, and she receives it.

Mahesh.

"Where are you?" Mahesh asks.

"Are you out of your mind? Are you calling me when I am at his house? "Shilpa scolds him.

"Ashish is here, Shilpa, in the office. I just saw him talking on his phone. What are you still doing there?" Mahesh asks.

"Cleaning his house. Such a brute. He is making me work overtime." Shilpa lies without shaking her voice.

"Sorry to hear that." Mahesh feels guilty picturing his beautiful wife wearing that gorgeous kurti sweeping his enemy's floors.

"He seems to be in a very good mood today. He barely listened to what I said and ......" Mahesh pauses 

"And what?" eager to know, Shilpa asks.

"Ans, he kept on whistling, looking at the ceiling. You should have seen that stupid smile on his face." Mahesh spills the rest.

" Ahaan..." Shilpa bites her lower lips and a dimpled smile forms on her cheeks. She knows what is making him happy, and that makes her happy.

Mahesh hesitates to ask, but he asks, " Did he do something today?"

"To me, you mean?" Shilpa's voice is still unshaken.

"You know what I mean." Mahesh's hand clutches on the phone tightly, expecting something worse.

"Nothing happened between us." Shilpa lies blatantly, laying there with a sore pussy.

Mahesh does not believe it. Yesterday he saw Shilpa doing a video chat with Ashish in their washroom. She was stark naked and was fucking a wall-mounted dildo. (that happened in CHAPTER 35) 

"Are you not telling me something, dear?" Mahesh asks with a note of disbelief in his tone.

"He was busy with his work." Shilpa conjures another lie.

Mahesh saw Shilpa's butt plug last night. He pictures Ashsih in his penthouse spreading his wife's bubbly ass cheeks and pushing that butt plug inside her.

"Don't lie." Mahesh's voice was stern. One day he locks your pussy with a chastity belt, and the next day he does not touch you is not believable.( happened in CHAPTER 33) )

"Fine, we kissed," Shilpa says in a whining tone.

"And?" Mahesh feels that maddening rage is growing within him.

"And what?" Shilpa defensive.

Mahesh recalls that during her video chat, Shilpa was cumming and telling Ashish how good she felt when he spanked her. (Scene is from CHAPTER 35) 

*There is no way they stopped at the kiss.* Mahesh bleeds inside

"Stop lying and tell me what happened." Mahesh grits his teeth and bangs his office table.Some heads turn to look at Mahesh.

"Ok, fine, you wanna know all the gory details?!! I gave him a blowjob." Shilpa's voice wavers now; she can imagine her husband's angered face. She is afraid.

"YOU DID WHAT?" Mahesh shouts out loudly, forgetting he is in the office.Now everyone looks at him.

Even Shilpa cringes in fear of the way Mahesh barked through the phone.

 Mahesh already knew Shilpa sucked Ashish's cock. Ashish mentioned it during their bathroom video chat, and Shilpa told Ashish how he always manages to make her squirt and her husband couldn't. (Happened in CHAPTER 35)

Those scars are still alive, and now he just learned his wife sucked his bully's cock again.

"Calm down. We did not have sex. I told him that ....he needs to wait.... that I am not ready for it. I am making him desperate, which will lead him to commit sexual assault. Then I will tape it. It has to look authentic ." Shilpa lies dramatically.

Mahesh is fuming, but Shilpa's idea seems logical to him no matter how much he loathes it. Shilpa does not have any spy camera with her anyway. She broke the first one. Today the new camera will arrive.

"That reminds me, the camera delivery will happen today. I want you to go home and collect it. Rahul is at college." Mahesh commands her.

"Alright!!! I will ." She assures him.

Mahesh stays quiet for a few seconds, then asks, "How many times today he made you...." he could not utter it.

Shilpa waits and then asks, "How many times what?"

"You know what?" Mahesh sounds agitated.

"No, I don't," Shilpa asks in confusion.

"How many times did he make you squirt today?" Mahesh clenches his fist in regret for asking the question.

"You don't wanna know ." Shilpa calmly says.

"You liked it, didn't you?" Mahesh accuses her.

"Jealous?" Shilpa giggles, "You know he can teach you if you want."

"What do you mean?" Mahesh is clueless.

Shilpa offers an idea of olive branch to him suggesting," Well, he can teach you how to do that to me if we embrace the lifestyle. I am the hotwife, he as my bull, and you the loving cuck husband. It will end this war between you two. I am sure he will promote you as well. Let's come clean to him."

Mahesh could not believe his wife had just said that.

For a few moments, there was no reply from Mahesh; he was walking out of the office.

"Hello, Mahesh, you there... hello." Shilpa checks

Once Mahesh reaches the staircase outside his office floor, He shouts in a menacingly infuriating tone," Listen, you bloody cocksucking whore if that piece of shit ever puts his dick in your cunt, I am going to chop his cock and balls. I will make you watch how your loverboy squirts out his blood. Then I am going to feed those to you at his funeral. Don't ever speak about it again. Do you understand now, you filthy slut? I will never surrender to that pampered twat. I will never never never surrender."

"Yes." Shilpa cuts the phone. Shilpa is shocked at the words that come out of her husband's mouth. He just called her dirty names. 

*What does he thinks of himself? Winston Churchil with that never surrender shit!!!* she groans inside in insult.

Mahesh has never spoken to her this rudely, and that cold-blooded threat sends a chill down her spine. 

*He did kill Rekha to be with you. Why are you surprised?* 

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Mahesh visits C.E.O Priyanka's room after this. Unlike yesterday the secretary did not stop him.

"Goodmorning, Mam. May I sit?" He politely asks

Priyanka studies him minutely and then gestures to him to sit with her hand.

"Have you reached a decision yet?" Mahesh impatiently asks.

"You want me to fire Ashish, but what's in it for me ?" Priyanka asks

"Isn't it obvious? He is defaming you purposefully by telling the stories of your one-night stand with him. He is jealous of you. He wants your title." He pushes the idea. (that conversation took place in CHAPTER 34)

" That's your word against his. If you don't have anything else, you can go." She curtly says.

"I have something else today." Mahesh grins, "Words on the street that our company is merging with Rockwell corporation."

"Is that so ?" Priyanka raises an eyebrow.

"I don't see you denying it." Mahesh's grin stays.

" Neither I am conforming it" Priyanka's facial expression is stoic.

"Let's say a hypothetical merger does take place between Rockwell and us..." Mahesh leans

Priyanka chimes in," So what?". She is surprised by Mahesh's boldness. She recognizes the underlying desperation in him. A man on his last leg.


Mahesh smirks, "A merger is a C.E.O's game, Madam. Rockwell is a much bigger corporation. If we merge, you will no longer be the C.E.O., and You know it." 

"Go on," Priyanka urges casually.

And now, Mahesh can taste the greed beneath her calculative expression. 
"But we will merge anyway. I heard the board members are eager ." 

"This isn't public news yet. I wonder who told you this." Priyanka frowns.

Mahesh sheepishly says," I overheard a phone conversation between Ashish and our C.M.O. I have been thinking about it ever since. ."

"These are just information. I know all about it. You can say I am the authoress of it" Priyanka does not get his angle.

"Mam, the only way you can gain from this merger is through your C.E.O bonus from Rockwell. They will offer you so that you don't contest after the merger." Mahesh tries to convince her.

"Now I get it. You want me to sell the company cheap to increase my bonus from Rockwell. " Priyanka smiles and becomes attentive.

"So you have been thinking about it. " Mahesh is amused.

Priyanka does not confirm and stays put.

Mahesh takes the cue, "But the problem is when the news of you selling the company cheap, without any fair reason, becomes public, the shareholders will riot as they will gain less value from this merger, and it would outrage them. SEBI has to launch an investigation then, and you don't want SEBI snooping around."

"Have you got a solution for that?" Priyanka plays with the pen in her hand.

"Yes. If we manage to diminish our brand image, our sales will drop, and so will our profit and revenue for this quarter. Then you will have a good chance to sell the company cheap ."Mahesh clarifies.

"So this is about Ashish for you." Priyanka scowls

"Yes. As the C.B.O of the company, he is responsible for our company's brand image and profitability. He will not actively sabotage the company, and you know that just as I do. He works like a maniac for this company. 
But if somehow the brand image gets tarnished and we have to sell the company at a lower price, the board members will oust him." Mahesh explains further.

" How do you plan to do that?" Priyanka asks thoughtfully.

"I am the trojan horse in Ashish's team, Madam. Leave the technicals to me. I will proceed if you give the green light." Mahesh's legs are trembling in excitement.

Priyanka is well aware of how Ashish treats Mahesh, and she can see his angle here.

" What do you want in return ?" Priyanka asks nonchalantly.

"You will get the big bonus. You will persuade the board members to fire Ashish on the grounds of incompetence and promote me." Mahesh bargains.

"Only if you can pull this off Mr.... what's your name again?". Priyanka cringes her face while asking.

"Mahesh Mam, Mahesh Dixit." Mahesh jitters

"Yes, Mahesh. If you can deliver your promise, then I shall honor mine. Our fates seem to be intertwined now." She gives him a plastic smile of assurance.

*And if you fuck it up, don't expect me to come with the cavalry to rescue. *. But of ofcourse, a queen does not say those things out loud to their pawns; otherwise, there would be no pawns.

Mahesh smiles in return," It's a deal then." 

Not getting fooled by that mechanical smile of hers.

*If She is this quick to betray Ashish for personal gains, then she will throw me under the bus at the first sign of trouble. Afterall She was Ashish's mentor.* Ofcourse, a pawn does not say it aloud that if he manages to reach the end of the line, he becomes the Queen. It is called Queening in the game of chess.

*Now, I am attacking Ashish from two fronts. Sexual assault and corporate espionage. I will take his job, his reputation, everything from him. Everything.* he smiles maniacally outside Priyanka's office.

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Shilpa did many things after the depressing chat with Mahesh, but the one thing she did not do was enter Ashish's study room to check on the wiring of his camera storage unit as he expected.

 The cat set a trap to catch his beloved mouse red-handed .But Just because he set a trap doesn't mean the target will come and check it. All the rat poison companies would go out of business if that always happens.

She went to her house by the car Ashish sent as he promised. 

After waiting a while, she collected the spy camera from an Amazon delivery guy.

 She took all the 'hotwife' jewelry and accessories Ashish gave her the other day and instructed her to wear them. This morning she defied that order, but that was an exceptional case, and they both had a silent mutual understanding of it.

 That company Driver drove her to a shopping mall, and she spent the gift card Ashish gave her on new clothes. She went to changing room and put on all her sex slave and hotwife accessories.

 She has decorated her nipples with the chain nipple clamp, put on the ceremonial thin black day slave collar with the sign around her neck, crowned her clit with the g-string clit ring with a pendant attached to it, ornamented her hips with the golden 'hotwife and Slut' engraved chain, embellished her ankle with the 'H' and 'W' plated chain, and her anal star is stuffed with the butt plug.




She put on a brand new A-line light peach-pink coloured skirt and matching new undergarments. The round-neck   sleeveless dress is fitted at the hips with a belt. The hem of the skirt rests 1 ft. below her knees. 






Shilpa likes how it draws attention to her narrow waist forcing the viewer to compare it with her ample bust above.

While walking, she can feel the pendant of clit ring brushing against her sensitive clit, the nipple clamps twisting her nipples, the coarse beads of the clamp rolling against her mammary glands, the 'hotwife-slut' waist chain caressing her ass, the heart attached to her day slave collar dangling against her throat, the 'H' 'W' ankle chain dazzling against her high heels, the cold metal of her butt plug slowly taking up heat from her rectal walls. 

Her pussy sizzles, and both of her holes twich at once. Amidst so many people around her, she gets aroused just by walking. None of them have any clue what's happening beneath that sophisticated embellished long skirt, anybody who notices her only sees a gorgeous married woman passing by with flushed cheeks tightly clutching her purse.

She gets inside the car. The Driver already knows where the lunch date is taking place. She didn't need to interact with him at all.

She takes out her phone and replies to Ashish's message #On my way, Mr.Kaul#

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Ashish smiles, looking at the text. It seemed to him she got the hint about which avatar of hers he wanted for the lunch date. If she comes the way he wants her to come, he can't disappoint her. He needs to entertain her as her bull.

His eyes look ahead to the table. He picks up a small magnet and a scissor. He just needs one more item.

He gets out of his office, and outside, his secretary Deepti is talking with Mahesh.

"Going to a meeting, Sir?" Deepti asks *his schedule is clear for the afternoon.*

"Sort of. " he smiles," An informal meeting... a lunch date." and winks at both of them before gliding past them.

Mahesh's gaze follows his enthusiastic steps.

*A date with whom? Shilpa? but she did not mention anything.* He got curious and anxious.

 He has never seen them together with his own eyes. 

He has heard them together though. when Ashish called him from his penthouse yesterday ,Shilpa was with Ashish then. He heard her making several noises . Shilpa later told him that she was crying cause Harsh molested her and Mahesh chose to believe her cause the alternatives were painful to accept. In truth Ashish was making Shilpa cum over and over gain turning her into a human fountain. ( Happened in CHAPTER 32 PART 5  ) 


Mahesh goes after him and follows him from a distance. Staying hidden, he watches Ashish coming out from the parking lot by his car. Mahesh stops an empty auto. He instructs the auto driver to follow that car.


Ashish stops in front of a tailor shop and buys shirring elastic threads of many colors. Mahesh could not see what he was buying from afar.

"Follow kaar rahe ho kaya sahab?" The curious auto driver asks.

"Haan mere biwi ke saath affair chal raha uska." Mahesh laughs as if he is joking. 

He does not say it seriously. He tried to pull one of those classic scenes in movies where the security officer ask the murderer what's in the trunk of his car, and the murderer jokes that a dead body. The security officer laugh and lets him go.

The Driver looks at Ashish, "Launda toh bada handsome hai. Aap ki loude laag gaye sahab." The Driver plays along with that joke.

Mahesh gets angry instantly, "Chup bhenchod." as the joke isn't a joke.

The auto driver does not get angry on the surface, but inside he is," Photo dikhao apni biwi ki.", 

Mahesh rolls his eyes at him angrily,"Dimak kharap ho gaya hai kaya tera?"

"uss sahab ko ja karke batau kaya ke aap follow kar rahe ho unko?"

Ashish is still at the shop.

Mahesh's face gets ashen. He stays mum.

"Ja raha hu mai phir...apke karoot batane unko."

"Ruk ruk..." Mahesh gets scared.

"Bhagne ki soch rahe ho kaya sahab? Agar aap bhago ge toh mai woh chinke sahab ko follow karke bata dunga apki raaz."

Mahesh gulps. He can't believe this is happening.

The Driver gives him a dirty smile, "Ap ki biwi ki picture dikhiaiye .Woh chokra itna handsome hai phir toh apki biwi bhi ek no ki item hogi."

Mahesh had no choice. He is stunned at how easily he just got trapped.

He takes out his phone and shows him a very modest picture of Shilpa wearing a saree.

The Driver snatches his phone. Mahesh tried to take it back, but the Driver was quicker.

He browses the gallery. 

"Haye kitni khubsuroot hai aap ki biwi ,ekdam namkeen item."

Mahesh could not say anything. 

The Driver finds pic of Shilpa wearing a tank top and leggings for morning yoga.

"Mast chucchi hai ap ki biwi ki...woh sahab majase se dabata hoga "






Shilpa is doing 'Ushtrasana' or camel pose in that pic. The contour of her healthy round tits is completely visible. Mahesh remembers she once told him this pose helps to maintain a perky shape, and autowala can see she is a perky and busty woman.



Next to that was another yoga clip of Shilpa doing 'Prasariita Padottanasana' or downward fold, wearing very skimpy shorts. She started with the downward dog and then changed to a downward fold. 

Mahesh has taken the video from behind.

The autowala adjusts his cock right in front of Mahesh watching Shilpa changing from downward dog to downward fold by just jumping, wobbling her salacious assets,he exclaims," Oh terrii !!! Sorry Sir lund khada ho gaya apki biwi ko dekhte dekhte ."



Next is a pic of Shilpa doing 'Malasana' squatting down on her toes and her palms pressed forward in a namaskar gesture. The autowala rubs his cock without any shame, drunk on that pose.

,"Bohot dukh hota hota hoga apko na aisi sundar biwi ko kisi aur ki bistar garam karte huye dekhke ? Apne socha toh hoga woh handsome launda kaise Utha utha ke pelta hoga apki biwi ki garam choot. Sach bataiye Sir jaab woh appe chadti hai kiski naam leke chut ki pani chodti hai? Apka ya uss sahab ka?" and enacts the scene in front of Mahesh by grabbing the air as if he is holding Shilpa's narrow waist and thrusting his pelvic against her pussy. His sleazy facial expression was that of a man enjoying sex.



The next clip is Shilpa doing Hanumanasana wearing shorts, completely splitting her legs in the opposite direction. Her bubble butt was half exposed, her hair dazzling on those round spheres.

"Oh hooo Gand toh dekho iss randi ki ,ekdam gol ,nitol...dekh ke mereko fatak se thappad marne ka dil kar raha hai.. woh sahaab jaroor marta hoga.. satta saat." The Driver waves his hands in a slapping action.




Mahesh has never been this humiliated by a stranger. The painful thing is Ashish already does these things to Shilpa.

The next pic is Shilpa doing 'Yoga Nidrasana' wearing a thong or baby-making pose. 

"Kaya baat apki biwi toh edkam flexible hai sahab. ek se ek kathin pose de rahi hai hai. Woh gadiwala sahab kin kin pose me chodta hoga apki biwi ko?!!" the Driver openly mocks him looking at his helplessly angry face. 



Mahesh regrets making these videos; he should have listened to her and done the exercise with her instead of videotaping her day after day., "Kinta paisa chaiyey tereko chup karne ke liye?"

"Paisa kaya toh na cheez hai ap ki hari bhari biwi ke samne." He grins.

Ashish has done buying the right texture of threads. He starts driving, so the auto driver.

While driving, the autowala checks Mahesh's call history and clicks on the most dialed number, and it was Shilpa's.

Mahesh was whining angrily, but autowala knew he was calling the shots here.

Shilpa receives the phone," Mahesh, I am busy.", she sounds agitated.

(In Hindi) the autowala puts the phone on the loudspeaker, and after some argument, it dawns on Shilpa that indeed Mahesh is with the autowala, and he has royally fucked up the situation. At first, she thought someone had stolen his phone.

"Mahesh, you stupid fucking moron, what the fuck have you done?" Shilpa yells.

(In Hindi) The autowala commands,"Speak in Hindi mam."

Soon the autowala makes it clear that he wants a boob pic from Shilpa.

Shilpa tells him that she is on the road and she can't send it now.

She was not lying. They could hear the sound of vehicles from her side as well through the loudspeaker.Moreover, she can't speak frankly in Hindi as the Driver of her own car can listen.

With a promise of sending the picture later, Shilpa disconnects the call.

*Another new nuisance.Another vulture. Does it ever stop?* she sighs. It's all falling apart. 

(In hindi) the auto Driver shares his views about them," Sir, one thing is clear your wife knows that you know about the affair, so why are you following him? It means only one thing, Sir, you and your wife are trapping that hunk in that car." 

There were a couple of wrong moves, and the conspiracy plot was clear as daylight to the Driver.

Mahesh stayed silent. He can not believe his entire plan is crashing down like a pack of cards just because of a stupid joke to an uneducated autowala. Education does not necessarily make you clever, does it?

Everyone thought lack of knowledge was the reason for all the stupidity around the world. Now, Google is on the tip of our fingers, more knowledge and information is flowing than ever before, yet the human race is still acting stupid.

(In Hindi) " Now I want you to fuck your wife. Arrange this; I don't care how you do that. I know where your office is, Sir. You stopped my auto infront of it." the autowala chuckles.


Toxoplasma gondii is a parasite. A rat infected by it permanently loses the fear of cats and confronts the cat valiantly.

I am leaving it to the readers to decide who the infected rats and the cats are right now in this entire hunt.




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[Devilmaycry]

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[Devilmaycry]

Simply Amazing... Cant believe shilpa fearing Mahesh. Looks llke she will turn a streetside whore soon.

On the topic of 'Shilpa fearing Mahesh' ,I foreshadowed it a long time ago that things might get ugly between Shilpa and Mahesh. Foreshadowing is kind of like a prophecy.

There is a scene in CHAPTER 10. In this scene, Shilpa and Ashish discussed the novel, 'The Postman always rings twice. Here she compared the novel with her own love triangle with Mahesh and his ex-wife Rekha as she thinks Mahesh killed Rekha to be with her. Shilpa sees it as Mahesh's ultimate gesture of love for her.

But it is all nice and dandy as long as such a man is in your camp; once he flips, things get scary.

The foreshadowing  (excerpt from CHAPTER 10)

Asish gets to the point," It's about A stranger coming to a small town and starting an affair with a restaurant  owner's wife."

Shilpa's face lit up " So it's a love story."

Asish answers with a stone face, " Not at all. Together they killed the husband."

Shilpa gets amused " I know a man who did something like that."

Ahish frowns " You do? Hope he is behind bars."

Shilpa parts her red lips to say, " No, he is very much a free man and happily living with his wife. I hope your silly little postman novel also has the same ending."

Asish gives her a sad smile " No, the couple in there didn't get the happy ever after ending. The dude killed the woman whom he lusted after once. "
Shilpa's face gets pale, and she puts the novel inside the rack" What a stupid novel!! Could you just show me your other rooms? "

Asish leads the way with a happy smile on his face" Seems like you were shipping that murdering couples pretty hard, eh?! Why sympathise with criminals? "

Shilpa shrugs her shoulder" Cause I am such a sucker for a happy ending. "

As he speaks, Asish's face appears hard in the reflection of the glass partition at the end of the gyming area in front of them.
" Triangle is the oldest motive for crime. "

[Devilmaycry]

Mahesh is going to kill Shilpa like Rekha for cheating from behind. Hot narration.

Interesting updates.

Shilpa can trap mahesh to security officer for kiling his first wife and put him behind bar for life. What is making her listing to his words.

No. Mahesh did not kill Rekha. There is no murder in the story. Rekha died of a cooking gas explosion. It was an accident.

An entire chapter is solely dedicated to explaining the false rumour of Mahesh killing Rekha, CHAPTER 30.


Throughout the story, we only get to read Shilpa and Rahul's perspectives on Rekha's death, and they both think Mahesh killed Rekha for different reasons. Just because they think Mahesh is a murderer does not make it true.

In Chapter 2, it is mentioned that the security officer found no foul play in Rekha's untimely death, but the readers chose to ignore it as common thinking is security officer are always wrong.

I did warn the readers through another foreshadowing before revealing the twist in Chapter 30.

excerpt from CHAPTER 21:

Dr Parveen to Rahul" Past is like a cloud of smoke inside a box, constantly changing its shape according to the person's views who have lived it through, and for each person that smoke has taken a different shape, nobody remembers the past as same as the next person does, past events are perceived differently, varying from person to person."  

[Devilmaycry]

Mahesh and Ashish calling each other bro at the time of Rekha death. Now Ashish is the biggest enemy.
Rahul born to Ashish and Rekha???

No. Rahul is 20, and Ashish is 30 years old. It is not possible for Ashish to be Rahul's father. That is mentioned on the  first page of this thread in the character information section. Rahul is the son of Mahesh and Rekha.

Although throughout the story, it is mentioned that whenever Ashish sees Rahul, he thinks he has seen his face somewhere but he can't not pinpoint excatly where.

When Ashish saw Rahul first time in CHAPTER 18

.......Ashish sees a young man who must be in his early 20s; his face looks very familiar to him.

excerpt from CHAPTER 33

......Rahul bears facial similarities to his maternal uncle's appearance.

[Devilmaycry]

Having known his arrogance, shilpa called him as cuck husband is surprising..

Yes, she was very naive to think that Mahesh would forgo his contempt towards Ashish and settle for peace as a cuck husband.

[Devilmaycry]

10 years passed. Rahul was 12 then. It means, shilpa was 20 and Mahesh was 30.  Way back Mahesh is calling Ashish as bro.

Ashish is close with Mahesh wife. Did Ashish not know Rekha death and that Mahesh remarried? Surely he must have introduced Shilpa or invited his office collegues. Definitely he must have known Rahul and his problem if he was close to Rekha.

Ashish is now 30 means ... Ashish was 20 at the time of death of Rekha? How can he be working the boss of Mahesh?
Ii am confused if something is missed here.

To understand why Ashish never met Shilpa and did not care about Rekha after her rejection, you have to go through his character's transformation, and it is scattered all over the story. It is described in three stages.

CHAPTER 3 - Mahesh told Shilpa Ashish was a half-witted minion of his and how he followed Mahesh and Rekha like a simp. 


CHAPTER 30 - Rekha said he was immature when Ashish proposed to her. She told him they couldn't be together because of their age difference. They were in college.

CHAPTER 30 : Here is a conversation between Mahesh and Ashish in office a few years later since Ashish proposed Rekha. Here Mahesh notices how Ashish drowning himself in work and slowly alienating himself. 

Although he is still obeying Mahesh, here we can get the first glimpse of him finally getting annoyed with Mahesh. Mahesh mentioned Rekha might leave him in that conversation, but Ashish showed no enthusiasm. Clearly, at this point, he has stopped caring about Rekha. This point onwards the distance between him and Mahesh grew.


Here is Ashish in his own words.

CHAPTER 2

 Soon he heard Mahesh remarried some gorgeous beauty; he didn't attend the marriage ceremony. In fact, he does not attend any kind of grand ceremony, not even company functions. He is a very private person, and the crowd bores him extremely. 
He is a person who knows what he wants, very singular minded and industrious.

Looking at the picture makes Ashish sad not cause of Rekha is dead but cause it reminds him of how naive he was back then, how soft-hearted and a complete idealist. Rekha found that self of him so cute in her words; the picture pains him cause he murdered that former gullible self of his, and from that bloodbath, he rebuilt a persona which is completely opposite of what Rekha was fond of.
"May I come in, Sir?" Mahesh enquired.
But his new avtar paid off well; despite being much younger than Mahesh, Ashish is his current boss.

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[b]Shilpa compares herself with Ashish while talking to Rahul.[/b]

Chapter 28 part2 -

I am an Alpha. If I have to stay at the top of the hierarchy, I need a pack of minions around me. Otherwise, I will not consider Alpha if I don't have dominion over my bitches.

Then she went on and talked about Ashish - he is reserved, aloof, asocial, brooding, an introverted Alpha. A sigma.

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One thing to note here is that the Sigma meme is very popular after 1st April of 2021, and I wrote that chapter in 2019. So the definition I drew and the definition you will find now are very different. Back then, nobody talked about it . Now the MGTOW groups and Feminist groups twisted and politicized the definition based on just sex.

[Devilmaycry]

10 years passed. Rahul was 12 then. It means, shilpa was 20 and Mahesh was 30.  Way back Mahesh is calling Ashish as bro.

Ashish is close with Mahesh wife. Did Ashish not know Rekha death and that Mahesh remarried? Surely he must have introduced Shilpa or invited his office collegues. Definitely he must have known Rahul and his problem if he was close to Rekha.

Ashish is now 30 means ... Ashish was 20 at the time of death of Rekha? How can he be working the boss of Mahesh?
Ii am confused if something is missed here.

Ashish was not his boss initially. If you read Chapter 30 you can see Ashish is a newbie there. In Chapter 13 we get to know Ashish got an MBA and Mahesh is just a diploma. So credentials definitely played a role in their careers. 

Also in Chapter 27 the CEO Priyanka mentioned how Ashish took advantage of the 2009 global financial crisis after Lehman brothers fall and a made a career out of it.

We see no such exceptional move was made by Mahesh . In fact in Chapter 14 Shilpa elaborately explains to Mahesh why he is unsuccessful .

In Chapter 3 we get to see CEO Priyanka was surprised to know that they got an incompetent employee like Mahesh and Ashish confessed to her that Mahesh survived this long only due to Ashish's grace.

[Devilmaycry]

Ashish has the power to throw mahesh anytime out of office stating his incompetency. Waiting to see how what elese is going to happen

Ashish did have the advantage of firing Mahesh anytime he wanted until the latest Chapter. Chapter no 38. 

Here we see CEO Priyanka and Mahesh are hatching a plan against Ashish for their own respective gains. So Mahesh has her blessings now, although that blessing would disappear if Mahesh fails to deliver what he has promised her. That is the condition.

If someone wonders why Priyanka was so quick to betray Ashish after all, she was his mentor when he was a newbie. We have to revisit CHAPTER 27 for that.

In Chapter 27, We get a glimpse of how ruthless and ambitious Priyanka is.

excerpt from CHAPTER 27

Ashish chuckles. "That is cold and cruel.No wonder you are where you are because of that nature."

Priyanka concurs, "Oh, don't be jealous now. You got your gifts; I have mine. Both are good for climbing, the lower floor is always so crowded, but the top one is so empty all the time."

[Devilmaycry]

Where did Mahesh meet Shilpa. Is this arranged marriage? Is her family poor so they got married her to much elder Mahesh?

Shilpa and Mahesh's relationship backstory is mentioned in Chapter 28, part 3.

According to that Chapter, Shilpa comes from a small hilly village in Himachal Pradesh. Mahesh and Rekha were on vacation to celebrate his new job. They stumbled upon her village during sightseeing. Unfortunately, a leopard attacked her village at that particular instant which is fairly common there. The villagers got rid of the leopard by beating drums and throwing burning logs.

 Mahesh was taken aback by Shilpa's courage. Once Mahesh came to know that Shilpa was planning to get out of her village, he gave her his contact number, promising her a part-time job. Shilpa did get out of there and took that part-time job in the beauty parlor Rekha owned. 

The problem was that she was having problems coping with the city's people. They made fun of her accent, mannerisms etc., etc. Mahesh was a savior to her at that turbulent time of her life, and eventually, Shilpa did teach herself how to talk, walk and behave, remodeling her personality. Somewhere between there, Mahesh and Shilpa started their affair. He was a man going through a midlife crisis, and she was a very young woman who reciprocated his romantic approach out of gratitude. 

One thing to note that memory of Shilpa throwing burning wood to the leopard got stuck in Mahesh's mind forever. That is the main reason why he trusted her with the mission of trapping Ashish in the first place.

excerpt from Chapter 28,part 3

Shilpa sobs, "I never wanted to betray your mother, but I fall in love with Mahesh, he was a light in the darkness around me. And our love deepens, and that was a turbulent time for three of us. I am so sorry, Rahul, and I failed Rekha's trust. Sometimes, I think I am paying for that sin...whoring myself to my husband's bully."

[Devilmaycry]

Shilpa is not a woman that can settle with one. She is more adventurous inside. Mahesh cannot never be a match.

She is capable of being content with monogamy. She does believe in love and can fight for her lover's honor.
 
Other men approached her after her marriage.Some of those men were physically more attractive than Mahesh. Take the example of inspector Indra during his peak physical form. He badly wanted Shilpa at that time.

excerpt from CHAPTER 29 ,PART 1

It was an occasion in somebody's house, most of the neighbours were invited. At some point, Inspector Indra somehow became shirtless like Salman khan, who does not miss an opportunity to get out of his shirt.
 
He starts flirting with Shilpa in front of Mahesh. But little did he know Shilpa was in madly love with Mahesh back then; she was fierce and protective of him. It did not sit well with her, the vulgar jokes he was making while he was bare-chested, showing off his body proudly.
 
Gradually something happened, and in response to it, Inspector Indra was subtle, "I can do anything to please you. Hell, I can do all kinds of stuff Mahesh can never imagine."

Shilpa just smiled at him and said: "Is that so?"

Inspector Indra further boasted, " Why don't you just test me."

Shilpa batted her eyelashes 'Of course," and she took her BINDI from her forehead.

She comes behind him and sticks it on his back. "Pluck this Bindi from your back without anyone's help. If you succeed, you will have your heart's wish."

Indra laughs, "That's a silly job. Just hold on a second."

For the next few minutes, he tried his best, but alas, the big biceps he was so proud of, the straight shoulders he used to boast, and the wide solid elbow which never got covered by the shirt failed him just cause his hand was too rigid from weight lighting. 

His biceps were so big that he could not even fold his hand properly, nor did his wrists reach the spot on his back to get the Bindi. He made a fool of himself, sweating, red-faced as he struggled.
 
He failed miserably. The Bindi denoted Shilpa's marriage, and Indra's strong arms were his masculinity. It was Shilpa challenging him- it's your chance to reach upto the married woman you want so bad using all your strength.

But it was not strength Indra needed that day; he required agility.

Shilpa's wit forever closed the door of flirting between them, and Mahesh was so happy watching his woman single-handedly crushed the spirit of his overconfident neighbour.
Years passed, and Inspector Indra immersed himself in his job and raised his family. Inspector Indra does not hold a massive grudge against Shilpa, and he is just cautious around her.

[Devilmaycry]

Shilpa is experiencing the best sex life after marriage.
Ten years of marriage life with mahesh has turned her to sex hungry woman. She is getting feeded properly after her visit to Ashish.
Ashish is alone and slowly may fall in love with her for her submissiveness and cooperation.

Ashish and Shilpa are already in love. They just did not say it out loud to each other.

 It started in CHAPTER 25 and is elaborately explained in CHAPTER 31 (Part 1 and Part2 ), CHAPTER 32 (Part 1-5). All these chapters contain detailed information why they love each other and lust after each other.

[Devilmaycry]

CHAPTER 39 - Anna Arkadyevna Karenina



The moment Shilpa spots Ashish across the street, her heart flutters, and it whispers to her *He is the one*.


Few minutes later she finds him in front of her. He is talking to her, telling her how beautiful she looks in this peachy pink A-line dress, a dashing smile hanging loosely from his thick lips. She adores that smile of his. It makes her imagine things - from poetic romance to downright dirty things.

He squeezed her hand and told her to wait a few seconds. She watched him going over to her driver, and the driver nodded to whatever he was saying. He took out his wallet and paid him.

Moments after, her petite hand was inside his secure grip, and they cross the road together. It feels nice holding hand with him in broad daylight. She can get used to it. She wants to get used to it.
They entered the restaurant together, escaping the sultry outside heat.

After they get seated beside the oneway window, Shilpa immediately picks up the menu booklet; shyness is dancing in every pores ,cells and tissues of her body.

*I am a hotwife, and he is my Bull* She lets that wild idea sink in her bones. It is useless to ponder how it happened, She knows exactly how it happened, she enjoyed every second of it, and she will do it all over again if given a choice.

There is an eerie silence between them right now; she can feel her Bull reading her face minutely sitting opposite her.

"What's good here?" She asks just to break the silence; it was haunting in this moderately crowded restaurant.

Ashish leans forward, chuckling," Why do I need to focus on the menu when you look like a whole snack?"

A bashful smile spread across Shilpa's face. It was a bad joke, but she would laugh at anything remotely funny coming out of his radiant lips.

"Up here, Mrs. Dixit."Ashish teases her catching her daydreaming while looking at his lips.

Rosiness appears on her high cheekbones, "Excuse me."

"Behave yourself, Mrs. Dixit. There is a Mrs attached to your name ." Ashish grins. He paints her alluring face every shade of chromatic red.

Shilpa squirms in her seat, enamored by his devilishly charming smile. It never fails to make her weak.

"Are you gonna tease me like this all the time today?" Shilpa squints her eyes suspiciously.

Ashish fixes his eyes on her thin black day-slave collar around her neck with the love pendant. It looks very fashionable with the peachy pink A-line she is wearing. The back and pink colour contrast working nicely against her fair complexion.

"It is time for you to choose a safeword, Mrs. Dixit. If you think or find that I am crossing my limit, I want you to use it." Ashish speaks honestly.

Amusement drips from Shilpa's voice," And you would just stop?". She is well aware of what safewords are ,she got interested after what happened between them yesterday.

"Yes. What would be your safeword Mrs. Dixit?" Ashish asks curiously.

Shilpa thinks, looking at her long nails dropping the menu and her brown eyes remerged as she says, "Anna Karenina."

Ashish scrutinizes Shilpa's exquisite features, bemused by her choice.

"That is a very grim choice, Mrs. Dixit." He says dryly.

"Why?" She asks sadly, already knowing the answer.

"You know why Shilpa. Anna Karenina committed suicide." Ashish expresses his deep concern for her.

"Well, let it be a reminder for you then, Ashish." Shilpa's tone carries a warning, a hint of tragedy on the horizon for their relationship.

Ashish searched for answers on her face, but there were none. It is astounding that this beautiful woman in front of him hides nothing about how she feels for him, but when it comes to anything else, she remains an enigma to him.

He tries to cheer her up, cutting a joke, "I hope your husband's teeth aren't bad like Anna's husband had."

It worked. Shilpa chuckles at first but seeing him smiling, she bursts into a giggle eventually. Her laugh floated through the air like a melody filling the space between them and attracting others who were present in the restaurant.

"Oh, God!!" Her face is radiant, guilty for enjoying an inappropriate joke about her Husband.

"We have their attention now, Mrs.Dixit." Ashish looks at her smugly.

Shilpa darts her eyes side to side, gauging her surroundings, and then asks him suspiciously, "And did you want them to notice us, Mr.Kaul?"

"Search your feelings, Mrs. Dixit. You already know why. Every Diva needs an audience." He grins.

The waiter arrives to take their order, and Ashish points his finger towards her, his eyes mischievous. She orders soup for both of them. They both ate a heavy breakfast together.

The server goes away, and Shilpa could not help but ask, looking at his galloping fingers on the round table," What are you playing at, Mr.Kaul?"

Ashish leans forward, "Tell me Mrs.Dixit why Anna Karenina became paranoid ?"

"Societal pressure. The way Russian conservative society treated her affair made her miserable." Shilpa promptly answers.

"I believe we need to introduce some form of societal pressure upon you just to know your tolerance level." He casually waves his hand, "But first, You need to prove that you are wearing everything I instructed you to."

Shilpa blushes, "Of course, I am, " and traces the day-slave collar gently.







"Mrs.Dixit, you could be lying about the rest of the items." His eyes wickedly roam over her visible body portion behind the table.


The doe-eyed beauty in front of him flinches under his gaze, and her hearty lips part to protest," I am not lying ...besides .." he skittish eyes rapidly move sideways," How am I gonna prove ? there so many people here." her voice hushes towards the end. 

Moreover, she is wearing a full A-line skirt covering her body from neck to knee; there is no way she can flash the rest of the kinky jewelry and hotwife ornaments to him.


Ashish was prepared. He came with three things. He pulls out the first item from his pocket. The magnet. He took it from his office.(Mentioned in Chapter CHAPTER 38 )

Shilpa watches his long beefy fingers push that tiny button-shaped magnet towards her. 

Her brown eyes gaze upon his roguish expression. It dawns upon her that she isn't on a date with a well-dressed gentleman. She is on a date with a thug wearing a tie around his neck. 

"You know what to do, Mrs. Dixit. " his eyes stay on her racks for a few seconds, then pin her eyes down with a smoldering stare.

Shilpa feels helpless under that silent command; her pupil dilates, her heartbeat elevates, and she rubs her inner thighs in heat.

She is scared, and Ashish can clearly see it on her face.

He silently takes her hand, resting on the table in his grasp. He can feel the quickening of her pulse due to his touch. They are like fire and match. They always have been. 

His touch soothes Shilpa. It is an assurance that he is her rock. She smiles gently. He smiles back without any mischief.

He withdraws his hand from hers, and Shilpa hides the tiny button-shaped magnet under her palm.

"I guess the kitchen is busy." Her nervous voice tries to engage in a small talk while her purposeful hands cross over her breasts and curling shoulders inward by holding her upper arms. She can feel the rapid thudding of her heart under her double-Ds.

"Are you feeling cold ?" Ashish teases her, entertained by her nervous act as she performs the task he has given her.

She throws a dagger at him with her eyes pressing her lips to feign a playful smile while her right-hand traces the metallic part of her nipple clamp around her nipple. Her finger's movements are that of a sloth.



"Hurry up, Mrs.Dixit. I am afraid to inform you that our waiter is coming towards us with our order." He teases her and watches her brown eyes go wide in panic.

Shilpa manages to attach the magnet against the nipple clamp over her dress just in time.

"Your order, Madam." The clueless waiter puts down the bowl of soups in front of them.

Shilpa's throat is dry, adrenaline flowing through her body, keeping her excited and nervous at the same time. She looks like she just committed a murder.

"Anything else, Sir?"The waiter asks.

Ashish stares at Shilpa's face, delighted how the magnet hangs there without any support but just following the law of physics hidden among the printed embroidery decoration over her proud breasts.

"Perfect.Thank you. you can leave us." His eyes never leave her flushed face.

After the waiter left, Shilpa let out a sigh of relief, "My god !!! the..."

Ashish does not let her finish; he chimes in, "The suspense ... I know. Now finish your soup quickly, girl."

Shilpa smiles inwardly. He loves to feed her. They talk about the soup and its quality while she eats.

After some time, Ashish lowers the bass of his voice while speaking to her as she munches on the veggies, "Now, Mrs. Dixit, I saw your "H'W' chain around your ankle, I can see your pretty collar, and now you have proved that you are wearing that nipple clamp I gave you. But if I recall correctly, there are 3 items still remaining."

Shilpa complains, "Why aren't you eating?"

"I will in due time." Ashish sounds playful.

Shilpa is almost half finished with her soup now; she feels very excited and thrilled.

"If you want me to flash my underwear sitting here, you have mistaken Mr.Kaul." She hisses in a low tone.

" Mrs.Dixit, I don't want you to do that. I want you to hand me over your pretty little panty." Ashish shocks her.

Shilpa gasps in utter shock.*is he out of his fucking mind.*

"You aren't serious, are you?" Her low bewildered tone accuses his sanity, her eyes perplexed at his idea.

" I am darn serious, Mrs.Dixit," his expression sombre. Shilpa attempts to get up, but the steel in Ashish's voice holds her down.

"Sit, Mrs.Dixit. Going to the washroom and coming out with your panty is an easy task, Mrs.Dixit. I don't want to make it easy for you. You don't want it easy either. Where's the fun in easy?" Ashish's voice is calm and collected, with no hint of lunacy; instead, an underlying promise of thrill entices her.

At first, Shilpa thought he got carried away, but now she suspects that he is not joking.

"Right here?!!! There are so many people, Mr.Kaul." her voice is desperate but still low decibel.

Ashish taunts her," Mrs.Dixit, you are sitting here cause your cuck Husband never asked you to do such things. You are here as a hotwife cause you want to experience things your Husband can't provide."

 Shilpa moves away from the table, pressing her back against the chair, crossing her arms around her defensive.

She snarls at him, "And what does my Husband can't provide Mr.Kaul? If the matter is just about the desire to remove my panty so that I can feed your ego, then you are stretching your luck by a large proportion."

The hotwife questions her new Bull's competence.

Ashish inhales sharply at her insult before responding. Too bad he can't raise his volume and speak in his baritone voice to charm her right now.

The Bull in him gives her an answer, though, "Protection Mrs.Dixit. That's the thing your Husband can't provide you."

Shilpa stares at him in disbelief; her puzzled lips curls up in confusion, "How on earth you gonna do that?" 

Ashish winks at her, making her knees tremble,' Leave such trivial matter of your security to me, Mrs.Dixit. You worry about completing the task only."

Shilpa is still hesitant; she does not understand how he gonna make all these people not look at her once she starts to remove her panty.


"Mrs.Dixit, you always have the option of using your safeword. It is sacred. But once you use it, we are gonna stop this game and get out of here." Ashish informs her calmly.

Not until now Shilpa did not realize how much she was enjoying this erotic game. Stopping it would make her feel so boring. She wants to play; she wants to obey and know why he is her Bull but not Mahesh.

Without further adieu, Shilpa takes the spoon in one hand, and her right hand slowly starts to pull down her panty sitting beside the oneway window of the restaurant. 

Ashish watches in delight how Shilpa pretends to eat while she wiggles slowly on her seat. She smiles at him nervously, tugging her panty down, feeling the hotwife-slut chain around her waist rolling against her ass flesh. 
On the window side, there is full protection. Nobody can see what she is doing; she is worried about the other side, her left side, which is exposed to public eyes.

*One step at a time, girl* She takes a deep breath to calm her worried mind.

Ashish taunts her brutally, "To answer your earlier acquisition, I must say that yes, Mrs.Dixit, it is about my ego. I love to crush your pride."

Ashish savors her wounded pride judging from her helpless look, but she isn't stopping despite that insult. Her ass wriggles from time to time to free it off her panty; she is being very careful.

Shilpa is leaning forward, her neck lowered, and her face is hovering over the bowl. Ashish can see her sindur from above, her hanging mangalsutra below her slave collar. It makes him hard.

"I love how you proudly show off your marital status, Mrs. Dixit." Shilpa's face grew hot, and her breasts felt heavy.

"I must admit there is a wild salacious joy in dominating a married woman like this. Your married pussy will always lose its panty to me. Always." Ashish stabs her pride further. 

A gush of warm juice moistens Shilpa's inner thighs, and then the spoon in her hand makes a sound against the bowl. She is losing control. The panty is below her thighs on the right side, but the left portion is stuck under her ass globe.

Ashish thuggishly smiles, relishing her weakened state, knowing how much his married sex slave enjoying her erotic humiliation right now.

Ashish takes out his phone and presses some buttons casually while continuing to fuck Shilpa's mind, "You know what I suspect, Mrs.Dixit? Actually, I don't suspect it. I know for certain that you are going to finger that pretty married pussy of yours, cherishing this moment for the rest of your pathetic married life. I can bet that these few seconds are more exciting than your entire sex life with your Husband.". Shilpa's pride is bleeding badly right now.

As he speaks, he gets rewarded by the view of Shilpa biting her lower lips, her face burning in lust, and her breasts heaving. She is motionless, no longer putting any effort into removing the panty; it is resing at the junction of her ass and thighs.

Ashish is looking outside the window, moving his gaze away from a nonfunctioning Shilpa.

Then something happened, something Shilpa did not expect. Nobody present there was prepared for this. It started with polite requests. It rolled into a back and forth altercation.

"Sir, You can't smoke here. " A loud voice came from behind her. Everyone looks in that direction. Even Shilpa was compelled to, once the addressee started to respond back. It broke out a quarrel.

"Sir, please put your cigarette out. This is a nonsmoking restaurant." The manager shouts at the man holding the cig.

Shilpa looks at the man in utter shock; it is the driver of her car. She turns her head back, and her bewildered eyes meet Ashish.

 He winks at her "Now is the time, Mrs.Dixit, he winks at her. Bare your married pussy for me." and he bludgeoned her gasping pride with the sexy dip of his grin formed on his cheek.

The people eating at the restaurant also start to join the manager in support; some get up as the driver still refuses to put out the cig.

Everyone looking in that direction, eating every detail instead of their food in front. Their belly gets to feed properly every day, but their minds seldom.

Shilpa quickly studies everyone and finds that nobody is interested in what's happening at her table. She wastes no time, and her hands swiftly move below the table cloth. 

She crosses her legs and lifts her butt as her hands slide down her panty in lightning speed. She is panting in excitement; her face has livened up, and she boldly throws the panty at Ashish feeling proud of herself as a hotwife.

Ashish laughs, catching it, and inhales her womanly scent from that delicate piece of garment, pressing it against his nose. Shilpa's pussy sizzles watching that sight.




 The altercation behind them is still going on and is more heated. Ashish pushes some buttons on his phone again. The driver's pocket buzzes. 

As soon as he gets the signal, The driver turns around, apologizes to the enraged gathering who were readying their mind to beat him, and leaves the place. 

Ashish watches from inside through the window his acquaintance, the driver running towards his car, and within a few seconds, he was gone.

 The driver did not care why he was instructed to create a ruckus inside the restaurant; he was happy that his wallet felt fatter than when he left his house in the morning.

 Those who got up returned to their places. The manager apologized for the inconvenience the driver caused. They all agreed that man was simply uncultured, mannerless, and pure evil altogether .

"What did you learn, Mrs.Dixit?" Ashish probes her expecting some hot and wet response judging from the dampness he feels inside his fist holding her panty.

"I just learned that the Indian Government isn't lying. Indian society is indeed a collectivist society, and you just took advantage of that. Individualism might be a dangerous thing." Shilpa captures her lower lips smiling at him naughtily.

Ashish was enthralled by her witty response; he was expecting the dumb bimbo who was squirming at his insults. Instead, he found the intellectual answering his call.

"Glad to see that your wits are still intact, Mrs.Dixit.Now I can see the similarity between you and Anna Karenina. Two intelligent and beautiful ladies. I need that for your next task." Ashish chuckles before responding.

That titillates Shilpa; her pussy becomes a bluechip stock, always gradually achieving new heights of arousal, sitting here in public.

" Ahaan, what's the new task?" She asks, her voice husky.

Ashish takes the new small vanity bag she brought with her and swiftly puts the panty inside of it. He slips in the small scissor he brought from his office. This is the second of three items he brought.
"This task requires an artist Mrs.Dixit but the art itself would be vulgar. I want you to go to the washroom, and you will get further information there." He provides her no further information, keeping her curiosity piqued.

She reached for the washroom with a dwindling heart and a dangling pendant over her clit, constantly provoking her exposed clit as she walked. There she followed whatever instructions Ashish gave her.

 She came back wearing a face mask made out of the floral designer panty with the help of the scissor he provided her. Nobody could tell that it was a panty a few minutes ago; the peachy panty mask is so pretty and matched with the dress she is wearing that it looks like a fashion statement.



Shilpa could not believe she had just done this to herself. Some are looking at her admiring her fashion sense; some are beguiled by her new mysterious look.

Ashish does not pamper her; she always looks pretty; now, she looks like a seductress from an Arabian night story wearing a veil on her mouth and nose. Those stories are pretty wild, and so does she.

"What do you smell, Mrs.Dixit?" Ashish was direct and shameless.

Shilpa's face is bearing the color of the vermillion hue in humiliation right now; she does not respond immediately.

Then she meekly says after a while," My pussy."

"Incorrect." Ashish waits.

Shilpa creates a fist on her lap, feeling utter disgrace as she corrects herself, "My married pussy." She trembles at her own words.

Her eyes are lowered in submission.

"I want you to take deep breaths now. In and out. yes..yes, just like that." Ashish instructs and encourages her, watching Shilpa twitch in erotic humiliation inhaling the smell of her arousal from her panty.

His voice is like silk, almost a whisper when he speaks," Now, Mrs.Dixit tell me how it smells?"

Shilpa bits her lip, trying to hold back her words, but she wants to carry on this obscene game, "It smells like cheating."

She breaks down, hiding her face inside her palm, and drowned in that odor she described as cheating.

Ashish does not sympathize," Poor hubby. He does not know that you are here, is he?"

Shilpa nods in affirmation, still hiding her face.

"Look at me, Mrs.Dixit, and tell me what you feel like then," Ashish commands in a menacing low tone.

Shilpa obeys; her eyes are glassy, expressions hidden behind that panty.

" I feel like a cheating whore of yours." Her voice cracks. 

"And what does someone like that deserves ?" Ashish asks strickly.

"To be punished." Shilpa answers in melancholy.

"Go to the washroom, Mrs.Dixit. You will find the items you need in your handbag for the next task." he has slid one pink cotton thread and one pink sirring elastic thread. 

He bought several colors as he did not know which colored dress Shilpa would be wearing for their hotwife-bull public date. Unbehestknown to him that during his shopping, Mahesh was getting trapped by the autowala . But once he saw her across the road, he took only the pink ones along with him.

As his eyes followed her departing steps, he realized that he had lost his erection. Something in her voice, her mannerism a few seconds ago, turned him off.

Ashish gets up on his feet and goes after Shilpa.

Shilpa was walking through the corridor that connects the restaurant's dining area with its restrooms. She gasps hard as a powerful grip on her arm makes her turn around. 

"You really think you can hide it?" his familiar voice fills her wounded heart, and his fingers drag down her mask, revealing her exquisite sad face.
Ashish pales, looking at her quivering lips, he feels a tightness in his chest, and his heart shatters into thousand pieces once those beautiful brown eyes explode into tears.

Soon she finds herself wailing against his broad chest. Saltwater from her brown eyes soaks his shirt relentlessly.

"Shhhhhh...I don't want you sad, Shilpa." Ashish mourns.

"I could not stand it, Ashish... *sobs*.... those vile words ...*sobs* " her heart yank in and out of her chest as she speaks, captivated inside his large frame.

His hand smoothens her silky hair, its fragrance hitting his nose.

Some passerby returning from the washroom crosses them. They stared but did not bother them. Everyone understands the language of love and the meaning of tears.

Shilpa whimpers inside his chest," It was so horrible.... *sobs*... it felt like you were judging me.... *sobs*..... everyone judging me... *sobs*, I hated it, I hated that feeling.... *sobs.... in between*." Although she knew nobody had a clue what was going on, still she became paranoid.

Her body is so soft and warm, so delicate. Ashish is so angry at himself for pushing her this far; the proud she is, he should have known that there would be some sort of retaliation from within her.

A bunch of college girls goes past them curiously, looking at them. They look like a couple. Shilpa's marital status and the mehendi on her hand are extracting a generous amount of compassion from everyone. A young married woman should be happy. That's what society teaches us.

"We should stop," Ashish speaks softly.

"No." Shilpa nods her head. All she wanted was assurance from him that he didn't hate her; she needed his nearness; she craved his touch when she was vulnerable. It was killing her from inside, listening and admitting to those vile things sitting across him. It felt soulless. She felt judged by him. Above all, what Shilpa wants from Ashish is his acceptance. Hatred and rejection from him would crush her.

He just holds her, let her snivel against his chest.

'You don't understand." She sobs.

"I do understand. My Anna Karenina did crumble under societal pressure."His voice is resentful as he tenderly reads her dolorous expressions.

 he kisses her head and carries with compassion," I am sorry that I did not realize what you were going through."

She looks up at him, still pressed against his body; her sobbing has stopped, but the furrows of her tears along her cheek still remain.

A janitor appears, sweeping the floor. None of them bothered about their surroundings; they were immersed in each other's eyes.

The janitor is creepily ogling how Shilpa's round tits smashed against Ashish's chiseled chest.

The posse of the college girls are returning from the washroom, and A tall girl among them notices the creepy janitor.

"Yeeeh, What are you looking at? You have cleaned enough here. Go somewhere else." Her voice was commanding. Anyone without malice in their heart is bound to love a love story, and love was in the air around Ashish and Shilpa.

The creepy sweeper immediately departs without any question.

Someone in that group shouts at Ashish,' Hey Handsome, don't make her cry."

They both laughed, and the giggling posse disappeared. Ashish wipes her tears, gently caressing her porcelain cheeks; blood reappears on her face.He kisses both of her wet eyelids, listening to her small sighs.

Once he withdraws his lips, Shilpa coats her finger with the residual teardrops from her eyes and applies her lamentation on his thick lips. He smiles, erasing that wet gloom.

 Ashish walks with Shilpa to the washroom door.

"Are you sure that you can han...." Ashish was interrupted. His doubtful lips get closed by Shilpa's purposeful lips, shoving his words inside him.

The flame rekindled, and it spread like wildfire throughout their body within no time.

Ashish's large hand came down, clasping her sumptuous ass with his large hands, squeezing a handful of her soft flesh like a dough and enjoying the sudden movement of her enraptured tongue inside his mouth in return. 

He spreads her thick ass cheeks apart, scandalizing her thoughts, and watches her face glow in deep shame from up close. Their kiss deepens, body grinds together, and he lands a firm smack on Shilpa's ripe bottom to end the kiss.Shilpa withdraws from his lips in a sudden jerk after groaning inside his mouth.

"Now I get a confirmation that you are wearing your hip chain Mrs.Dixit," Ashish smirks, making the hotwife-slut chain caress her heavy spheres as he smashes her soft ass globes.
Shilpa isn't done. She wants to exchange more saliva and attacks his smug lips again with her possessed lips. She is greedy; she is always greedy for him. Another smack followed on her other plump ass cheek, making Shilpa break the kiss with a whimper.

"Russian roulette is not the same without a gun.

And baby, when it's love, if it's not rough, it isn't fun."
                                    Lady Gaga (poker face)

There was nobody around, and Ashish took both of Shilpa's perky melons in his beefy hands, squeezing them together. 

"Oh, fuckk ahhh!!! Shilpa gasps, feeling his strength.

Mauling her malleable orbs at his will, listening to her horny moans, Ashish demands, "A word of caution, Mrs. Dixit, the game would be rough for you and your pathetic marriage. do you understand?" 

Minutes ago, she was crying her heart out. Now, she is getting her boobs crushed, writhing her body.

"Yes *moaning*.... Mr.kaul... yes *moans* " Shilpa manages only to say that, crunching her face and surrendering herself to him.

Still clasping her big tits, his thumb and index capture both of her already hard nipples. He rolls those perky pebbles, looking at her alluring shocked face, "There will be a pleasure also. I promise"

Shilpa moans in joy, helplessly looking at his wicked grin.

Ashish turns her around and spanks her protruding ass eliciting a raspy cry from her," oh fuckk...."

"No, go. You will have your instructions,".He gives her tits a final hard squeeze making her squeal and letting her body go. Shilpa finds herself breathless and severely aroused inside the washroom once he leaves her.

When Shilpa was inside the washroom, Ashish went to the manager and requested him to put IPL Channel on the giant television screens as some of the people had seen them holding each other a few moments ago. Generally, they would be curious about them once Shilpa comes back. They need a distraction, and IPL is the best he could manage in this situation.

Inside, Shilpa followed the instructions she got via text. When she returned to her seat, she was braless. Thanks to the extensive embroidery design of her dress, her nipples stay hidden.

 One cotton thread is attached to her right boob's nipple clamp chain, and the sirring elastic thread is knotted to her left nipple clamp. A third elastic thread is attached to the pendant of her clit-exposing g string. 

All the free ends of three different threads are tied around her calves under her long A-line dress. 

Once seated, she put her left thigh over her right and untied those threads from her calves, leaning towards the window-side, away from the public eye. 

Eventually, Ashish collects all the three long threads from under the table using their heels and boots through mutual cooperation. 

All of those thin threads were pink, just like her dress. The threads will appear as a part of her dress to the outside eye if anybody manages to notice by chance.

Ashish pretends to fix his shoelaces while tying those threads to both of his ankles. The elastic threads are attached to his left ankle and the cotton thread to his right.

Shilpa right now is a puppet of Ashish with real strings attached to her body.

Ashish finally starts to eat his soup. 

"Take out your phone, Mrs.Dixit. You are gonna text your Husband about this clandestine lunch date of yours." Ashish slurps the soup intentionally.

"Eww eat properly." Shilpa makes a face.

Ashish grins and pivots his heel; he jerks his left ankle. Immediately Shilpa's eyes go wide once she feels the sharp pull on her left nipple, and the pendant sways, stimulating her clit. 





She clenches her fist; it is good that her face is hidden by her panty mask; otherwise, it would be disastrous for her.

"You should worry less about my etiqueetes and more about yourself Mrs.Dixit. Take out your phone." Ashish commands.

Shilpa reluctantly does, and her fingers quickly change Mahesh's name to Honey. She also changes Rahul's contanct info from 'husband' to another name.

"What are you doing?" an impatient Ashish pulls the elastic threads again, making Shilpa squirm in her seat. 

"Sorry was just checking messages." Shilpa lies.

That infuriates Ashish knowing he hasn't got her undivided attention. He wants her utter devotion.

His eyes go dark, and he starts to pull the cotton thread this time. At first, it was just a pleasurable sensation on Shilpa's right nipple. But soon, she realizes that cotton thread isn't meant for pleasure. 
Unlike the elastic thread, which is used to make woolen garments, the cotton thread isn't soft. It is like a knife right now, sawing along her skin, burning every inch under it in a straight line.

Along that string, her skin becomes hot, and the pain becomes frightening as she realizes it would cut deeply inside her skin if this continues.

"Stop, please," Shilpa begs.

Ashish halts the collegeing of his slave," Like I promised Mrs.Dixit, it would be rough and also there is pleasure. It depends how you behave Mrs.Dixit." he tugs the elastic threads repeatedly and watches Shilpa rolling her eyes in ecstasy due to her nipple and clit sensations.

"Understood mmphh ." Shilpa meekly responds.

'Understood what?" Ashish demands, pulling the cotton thread and making ir rove along her skin.

Shilpa grits her teeth in pain," Understood Sir.....Sorry Sir."

Delighted by her reaction, he savors the contour of her braless boobs heaving under her dress.

"Your hand Mrs.Dixit." Ashish places his hand, and Shilpa, without question, puts her right hand into his. He puts his thumb on her wrist, taking her pulse. She loves this intimacy. There is gratitude in her big brown eyes above the mask. 

Ashish's expression softens. One moment he wants to fuck the shit out of her, and in the next, he wants to make sweet, sweet love to her. He is her puppet with millions of invisible stings attached to his heart.

"Text your husband, Mrs.Dixit, and tell him you are on a date with your bull," Ashish commands, and he constantly strains the elastic threads to add motivation titillating the sensitive nerve bundles of those two highly erogenous zones.

Shilpa starts writing the text; her clit is swollen, her bare pussy creaming, and she can feel her erect nipples brushing against her new dress, guided by the string.

#I am on a lunch date with Ashish# that's the text she just sent to Mahesh.

Ashish gives a sudden jerk to the elastic threads while demanding, "Show me what you wrote."

"huh uhh.." a whimper escapes Shilpa's lips but gets muffled by the panty on her face, and she shows him the text from her seat.

Ashish grins, noticing the double blue tick mark on the side of the sent text on her whatsapp.

"Looks like your Husband just checked the message Mrs.Dixit." and hauls the elastic threads again just to watch la belle femmina in front of him twist her body.

Shilpa checks the crowd like a frightened deer turning her head, feeling exposed.

All people see is a man eating his soup, and the woman in front of him is texting. Perfectly normal.

"Feeling like Anna Karenina again, Mrs.Dixit?" Ashish teases her, "Do you remember how her husband responded to her affair?"

Shilpa bits her succulent lips under the panty and nods affirmatively.


Ashish jerks his foot, and the cotton thread stings Shilpa from the swell of her boob to all the way to the delicate flesh of her thighs, making every inch of the skin suffer where it touches. "Speak, Mrs.Dixit ."


Shilpa obliges, experiencing the fading pain with a shaky voice, "He was more concerned about his public image than his wife's affair."

"Is your Husband like that, Mrs.Dixit?" Ashish mocks," Send him another text and inform him what's happening to you, Mrs.Dixit."

This is boiling Shilpa's pussy; she can feel the flood down there, the way Ashish is stripping the dignity of her marriage and harassing Mahesh, her Husband, who could not protect her from Rahul that night and from Harsh the next morning.

She starts typing, then feels the pendant is hitting her engorged clit like a pendulum incessantly guided by the mischief of Ashish.

"Make it graphic. As graphic as possible. Be true to your feelings." Ashish works on the pleasure strings motivating her to be lewder.

Shilpa knows she should not, but that does not stop her from typing and humiliating Mahesh further .#Ashish is using me as a puppet in public.#

She shows the text to Ashish, her hand trembling.

"Is that what you are, Mrs.Dixit? A sex puppet of mine? Do you like being my puppet?" Ashish taunts her.

Shilpa stays silent.

Ashish uses the cotton thread to prick her soft skin, tears appear in her eyes once the string sinks deep into her skin, and she forcefully grabs his wrist.

Ashish stops immediately. They have built an arrangement where she guides him using his wrist to signal when to stop the punishment.

Shilpa is gasping in the aftershock of the burning pain, her eyes closed.

He allows her to take her time. Once she does, she answers in a weak voice,' Yes, Sir, I love being your puppet."

A tyrannical pleasure fills Ashish noticing the humiliation in her eyes. He takes immense pleasure in crushing her pride, and she can see it.

She loves to make him feel powerful, stroking his ego; it sets her loins on fire knowing she is getting dominated by a powerful man.

Ashish softly rubs his thumb on the veins of her wrist, easing her soul's wounds. Her eyes spark due to that gesture, and he feels her elevated pulse rate under his thumb.

Then they resume their game again like their silent communication never happened.

" Looks like your Husband is feeling shy to text back. He is reading the texts, though. Tell him what's happening to your married pussy right now, Mrs. Dixit." Ashish pushes her boundaries.

 She knows that texting Mahesh is like playing with fire, yet she is drawn to it. 

Shilpa stays silent, expecting to get punished again with the cotton string, but no punishment comes; instead, pleasure plagues her body through the elastic strings.

Her nipples have grown so large no longer the decoration of the dress can hide its impression over the dress, her pussy spasms, the pendent on her clit is treacherous, it is keeping her pussy aflame put not powerful enough to grant her an orgasm; she is in a perpetual state of pleasure due the erotic torture with no means of achieving her climax.

Shilpa turns her head towards the window, hiding her face away from the public eye, and supports it with her elbow, her palm covering her mouth. She no longer can control her moans; she can no longer trust herself. Her pussy is doomed, just like the bleak state of her marriage.

She retracts her other hand from Ashish's grip and holds the phone with it.

She types while Ashish plays with her clit and nipple shaking his ankle to the tune of his favorite song, even humming it.

#I am so wet. He is making my pussy cry for him. He is making me so hot. I feel so hot. I am a mess down there.#
She shows him the text blocking her muffled moans on her palm.

"Glad to know what's happening to your married pussy, Mrs.Dixit. I am delighted to be at your service. Try to stay calm for a while, Mrs.Dixit, if possible." Ashish adds the last bit, noticing the waiter coming their way.

"Do you need anything, Sir?" the waiter politely asks.

Ashish does stop the movement of his foot. It takes every bit of effort from Shilpa not to move; she badly wants to grind her ass on the seat. She bites her palm as the erotic torture escalates.

"I don't. Why don't you ask her?" Ashish points him towards Shilpa.
"Madam, do you want anything? " The waiter turns towards Shilpa, who isn't even looking at him; her head is turned completely towards the window. She drools on her palm and her lungs wheezes.

"Desert perhaps, Darling?" Ashish insists with a hit of mockery and furiously shakes the elastic strings.

Shilpa's pussy convulse, oozing out fresh cunt juice. Her asshole squeezes around the cold metal of her butt plug; her breasts are so tight right now, her skin insanely sensitive.

She just nods, and a squeak escapes her mouth.

Even that does not stop Ashish.

"Everything alright, Madam, " The waiter gets alarmed by that awkward sound.

Shilpa starts to sob in overwhelming heat, holding her head,' I can not stand it anymore...please Ashish...please.."

"She has a terrible migraine," Ashish tells the waiter, who has an empathic look on his face.

'I will bring the bill right away, Sir." He leaves their table in a hurry.

Ashish commands, "Tell your husband about your pretty mask Mrs.Dixit."

Shilpa snivels in carnal lust while typing. Her clit is vibrating right now, her nipples are twitching, her pussy is weeping, her asshole is clenching, her body radiating heat, her face smeared with shame, and a thousand explosions taking place behind her brown eyes.

#He am mad meh wear may panty on..... my faces..... I luvu ity sooo much... I feeeeeel so drrrirty now..... I is sorriiiy..... butttttt hhhhe had droving mehhh kruzy #

She shows him the incoherent message, which contains many spelling and grammatical mistakes. Ashish chuckles, knowing Shilpa has lost her aptitude.

His expression becomes hard seeing her helplessly aroused submissive eyes; it is begging him to fuck her. He can't have those beautiful eyes plead such things to anyone else. That privilege is reserved only for him.

Ashish stops tapping his foot, giving Shilpa some respite.

He leans forward, his elbows almost touching Shilpa's on the table; their face is very close, and his voice sounds cruel once he starts his long monologue,

," You should not and must not text your Husband the things I am about to tell you right now, Mrs.Dixit.
I am a selfish man, and as a selfish man, I am going to steal you from your Husband. I am going to fuck you in front of him first. Multiple times. I am going to destroy your miserable marriage. I am going to make you break your stupid Husband's heart. Then I am going to take you to my home.

I am going to fuck you every night on my bed.I am going to wake up next to you in the morning and pound your pussy again. Then I am going fuck you in the shower, then in the kitchen, while you make my breakfast, then I am going to feed your stomach with my cock buried deep in your pussy.

 When I return home from work, I will shove my dick down your throat at the doorstep. I am going to make you cum on my lap watching a movie of your choice on Netflix. Then I am gonna cook you your favorite dish and stretch your holes some more.

 I will do this to you every fucking day unless you are sick or indisposed. You are mine, and I am gonna take what is mine. I don't give a shit whether it is right, wrong, or murky.

 If this sounds villainous to you, then fine. MAKE ME YOUR VILLAIN. " 

Shilpa's jaw dropped while she just sat there with eyes open wide, listening to his words, following the pattern of his clenching jaw, mesmerized by the contemptuous gaze of his smoldering eyes, her heart thudding, lungs wracking against her ribcage. 

She gulps, she does not know how to respond to that, and her mind is blown. Suddenly she realizes her throat is dry taken aback by his sudden powerful speech.

"Excuse me" She fumbles a response and takes the glass of water in front of her.She embarrasses herself, trying to drink it with her quivering lips over the mask.

The waiter arrives with the bill just at that time, and she starts cumming immediately once Ashish resumes the puppet show with strings.

It is not the strings that are making her orgasm right now. She is spasming as she releases her pussy's tension because of how he delivered that monologue - confident, direct, brazen, and unapologetic, holding nothing back, uncurtaining his heart's desire and agreeing to accept its dire consequences, if any.
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The waiter and whoever heard her muffled moans coming from her buried face looked at their table.

The waiter suggests with concern watching Shilpa jerk her body, "You should take her to a doctor, Sir. She looks like in pain."

The people who saw her crying on the way to the washroom tell their buddies and partners at their respective tables that they saw her crying a while ago.

Everyone sees how she is twisting her body in a serpentine motion.

Some remarks to their table partners that she must be sick judging by the mask on her face.

Ashish calmy slides the bill amount inside the leather booklet, and with a powerful jerk, he breaks all of the strings attached to her body.

Shilpa moans in pain and pleasure in response to that death blow to the strings feeling the burning sensation on her skin and the erotic stimulation on her nipples and clit for the last time, "Oh gawwdd!!!" clenching both of her holes below, gushing out juices from her slit soaking her privates.

Ashish gets up and takes Shilpa's hand. Her steps are shaky. As she fumbles, her braless big tits undulate under her dress, hand clutching her purse tightly, her pussy tingling in the aftermath of the orgasm.
Now the crowd definitely thinks she is sick the way her wobbly legs are carrying her; her walk is sustained by the support she is getting from Ashish; he is keeping her steady.

Once they leave, the novice waiter comes to the manager with the bill expressing his distress and taken aback by her braless shaky tits, "He should take good care of her, don't you think? I think he forced his sick wife to come to this date. Poor woman!"

The manager smiles at him, "Boy, I have been running this business for a longg time. I can tell you one thing. You wanna know how a date went between a man and a woman? Then you should judge it by how they were leaning towards the end. "

The waiter recalls and remembers the couple was dangerously close when he returned with the bill until the man sulks away to give him the money.

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Anna Karenina, published in 1878 and written by Leo Tolstoy, is widely regarded as one of the greatest pieces of literature ever produced. The 800 pages long russian  novel established the framework for future extramarital works. 

The popular tropes of Husband, wife, their family and child, the lover, their lovechild, the conservative society, the emotional turbulence of the wife, the emasculation of the Husband, the polygamous lover, etc., are still valid.
Any adultery story you read here either directly or indirectly got inspired by it, or maybe the novel was so grounded in reality that whatever the adultery writers write immediately mimics Tolstoy's epic and becomes just a variation of his original work.

[Devilmaycry]

Ashish will make her send the videos to Mahesh to show he is a expert in all and no one can beat him.

Ashish is not aware that Mahesh is Shilpa's husband. To him Rahul is Shilpa's husband.

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excerpt from chapter 25 part 1

Ashish was working on his abs when Rahul came out to inform him with a vulgar smile on his face, " She is ready," licking some pussy juices from his fingers.


It sounded to Ashish like - I have heated the bitch for you, go fuck her wet pussy.That does not make Ashish happy, he thought it would, but it didn't. He hunts alone; he does not like Someone presenting his kill on a silver platter to him.

Ashish has met cucks, but at that moment, Rahul looked nothing like a cuckold husband to him. It seemed like Rahul almost hated his own wife, his offering to Ashish was some kind of act of revenge; the contempt was so clear on Rahul's face, it was evil.

Ashish grits his teeth as he almost commands Rahul, " You can leave now."

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There is this dilemma for Ashish now. In one hand he just told Shilpa that he is gonna have sex with her in front of her husband in the latest Chapter and on the other hand he felt the hateful desire of Rahul to ruin Shilpa. If he cares for her then he can't feed that sick desire of Rahul by sending videos etc. to him.

Let's see how the story handle that.

[Devilmaycry]

Anyways, she cannot get back home and live as Mahesh wife hereafter. She is prepared for everything.

There was this security guard named Harsh who worked out on his own by watching security footages that Shilpa is not a maid . He concluded she is a call girl and also he found out Rahul isn't her Husband . He blackmailed her and had sex with her. 

But Shilpa trapped him with the help of Ashish and ruined his life. Here is what Ashish told her when Shilpa asked what would happen to Harsh.

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excerpt from Chapter 29 part 4 . Shilpa accusing Ashish.

She is crying; her beautiful eyes are flooding her flushed cheeks.


She roars back, crying, removing her overcoat. "Why? Why did you make me wear this slutty swimsuit?Why?When you can not protect me?"

Ashish is in shock, moreover the pain eating his heart looking at her sad face; he can not stay quiet while that beautiful face is sad. Reference

Shilpa demands, hiccupping, "Why foster such wishes when you can't ensure my safety? You threw me to the wolf. The wolf came and tore me apart."

She tore the one piece in heart-clenching agony, "Look at me...look at me...look what he has done to me...."

Ashish closes his eyes, looking at the bite marks on Shilpa's amorous boobs.

He clenches his jaw, "Who did this to you?" .At that time, telling her that he did not gift her that particular skimpy dress, but Naina did, felt like a futile excuse. Reference

Shilpa sobs in humiliation, remembering the degrading occurrence "That brute.That sadistic motherfucker, Harsh.That security guard."

Ashish reaches for her face to the touch.

Shilpa slaps his hand away, "Don't touch me. You don't deserve to touch me with even all that dick swagger you got. You failed,".She utters those words in grave contempt.

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Ashish tells her without really revealing the gory details :-



Ashish's full-frame comes down to her eye level and calmly speaks, "I will take his home away from him. His wife.His family.His friends. Everything he has, I will take all away from him."



Shilpa gulps, "Is he going to...die?"

Ashish smirks, "No, death is an easy way out. I will make him suffer as long as he lives. I wish him a very long life."

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Harsh was never seen again by anybody. Even it is not very clear what Mr.Gilani's goons did to Harsh. This incident is what preventing Shilpa to come clean as she has witnessed the brutality Ashish is capable of.

So no Shilpa is not prepared for anything. 

[Devilmaycry]

Hey,new reader here.Just found this jem of story.None of the pictures inside the story are showing.Can you please update the picture links,please?

Sadly I don't have the pics and gifs. I have started to write after 2 years . Every data I had regarding this story is lost.

[Devilmaycry]

Dear author,  
I love that ur continuing . And I'm love with the breadcrumbs that u nicely stitch with the further plot .
I would love to see shilpa sometimes in control,  and sometimes being helpless and dominated by Rahul. I feel Rahul still needs to get a fair revenge for his mother's death.  I feel Rahul needs to be part of the main plot again. He needs to control and own Shilpa before Shilpa's love for Ashish grows.

Thanks for the support. We saw Shilpa as dominatrix in CHAPTER 29,PART 3 and CAHPTER 29 PART 4. That is a brutal chapter and it clearly depicts how ruthless she is the way she mercilessly dominated Harsh.

Rahul is a very cautious character and survival instinct is very strong in him. 

EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER 29,PART 1

They are criminals. Murder, blackmail schemes, secret sex have created a dysfunctional family now. Anything could happen. This mission is pushing all of their limits, drawing out the worst of them gradually. Last night he himself saw how badly Mahesh treated his loving, beautiful Shilpa. He does not know whose side would Mahesh take when the time comes -His son's or his wife's.

Shilpa licks her lips, looking at Rahul's bludgeon, " We need to do something about that too. It's angry as well."

Rahul can see hope now ****Yes, let's fuck like a rabbit behind Mahesh's back****. But he is hesitant to reveal his true nature.

Shilpa touches her fingers lightly on his thigh so close to his crotch looking into his eyes "I guess last night the booze dug out some old trauma and made you a mad man. Cause you don't resemble that person in broad daylight."

Rahul can feel the precum leaking from his tip as Shilpa's massive prompt boobs stay close to his reach, looking so alluring.

He murmurs, "I did not know what happened to me. I think something took over me. I am a mental patient, after all."

Shilpa gives him a slutty smile "Yes, that must be the case. Now that I can see you how radiantly you are blushing. Blood running wildly through your veins everywhere. " She pauses and speaks in a sultry voice, "Everywhere, even though your fair-sized cock."

That encourages Rahul, so does Shilpa's moving fingers on his thighs, but he is still hesitant. "Thank you. You were enjoying yourself very much last night, but I don't want to do it again. I got carried away, and you were so amazing."

Shilpa ignores that "Do you know the origin of the word blush?!!!"

Rahul replies, "No," ***** But I know how to make you cum like a bitch. Go on suck my dick.****

Shilpa's other hand touches his trembling wrist, and her nails trail along his blue veins. "It's related to blood. In Hebrew word for blood and man is the same. ' DAM.' A man is ADAM. ADAM and EVE, I think you have heard of it."

Shilpa's breasts touch his chest lightly, her big nipples brush against him as she breathes to speak, making Rahul's cock scream in pain. 

But Rahul is afraid that this could be another trap, something is terribly wrong.

He keeps his zeal at minimal "Yes, we were naked like ADAM and EVE last night. But Shilpa, we should not be doing this. It was not right . last night was a mistake." Rahul shakes by betraying every word he uttered.

Shilpa does not show any signs to get away from him; instead, her hand touches his cheek. "You see now how Blush is related to a MAN. People often forget that Shame is mostly a public emotion, depending upon the evaluation of others. They try to stamp it on women only. But man feels an equal amount of Shame as women do for different reasons."

Rahul's heart wracks against his chest; his cock is at its full form rubbing against Shilpa's lower abdomen.
Rahul places his hand on Shilpa's shoulder but still feigning, "we sinned last night. We must not do it again."

Shilpa giggles as Rahul's cock poke against her".Yes, Lust is a sin, so they say. But Blush is related to the original sin. I have no time to explain what the original sin is."
Her expression completely changes, her smile evaporates, her facial muscles go rigid, eyes call upon a stormy whirlwind, and she spits venom between her teeth "But know this. Touch me again without my permission, and I will rub your dick. I will rub it in public. Right outside our house. Then blush all you want, feel the Shame all you want. If I go down, I am dragging you down along with me. I know now that you desire me, but don't let it rule your head, keep it inside your balls."


Shilpa leaves his body, a visible disgust, and anger was written all over her face. Rahul barely passed the test she was supervising.

Rahul was expecting a trap, but that threat just blew his mind ****Crazy bitch...You crazy bitch...Unbelievable.****

Shilpa has blown half of Rahul's cover. She knows that Rahul is holding a grudge against Mahesh and Shilpa's cause of Rekha. She knows Rahul lusts upon her. Only lie Rahul sold Shilpa is that he has no interest in having sex with her again and he was very drunk last night.

That frustrates Rahul deeply, and he talks back, "Don't act so high and mighty. I did nothing. You used me. You used my vulnerability. You had sex with me against my will when I was drunk. It was all you. You corrupted me."

Shilpa silently listens to Rahul's rants while wearing the overcoat to hide her semi-naked body taking her time.

Once she is finished, She walks upto Rahul, and slowly, her eyes come down to Rahul's dying hardon 

Then She replies, maintaining a stoic face "Anybody who could be corrupted is a corrupt person already. A vessel waiting to be filled ." and she walks pass by him, saying, "We need to get going."

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Shilpa has called his bluff after the night he had sex with her. She knows about his motives now . That is the dynamic of Shilpa-Rahul duo right now. They are in a deadlock. Let's see where the story lead us from there.