Chapter 3

In ‘Zamindars Pt 2” I had described the shameless and lusty fuck session between my friend’s father - The Thakur - and his young maid and fuck toy Champa.

It was now almost 3am in the morning. Uncle emptied himself inside Champa’s cunt right there in the living room on the dining table. Champa’s castrated cuckold husband had watched the whole thing quietly.

Uncle pulled out of Champa’s hole and pulled up his pajamas. Champa was still recovering from the pounding she had just received from her master. Her nightie lay torn on the floor near the dining table. She did not bother to pick it up. She was fully naked. She slowly stood up. Uncle grabbed her by her hair and pushed her ahead of him in the direction of his bedroom.

Champa stumbled unsteadily and uncle slapped her ass hard as walked in front of him. She flung black her long black hair and was able to put it up into a bun.

Uncle slapped her ass again and said “khulay rakh saali randi ... baandh kyon rahi hai kutti?” (keep your hair open whore ... why are you tying it up bitch?).

Champa just turned around and smiled at uncle and said “ji Thakur ... jo apka hukum” (Yes master, whatever you command).

Uncle smacked her naked ass again, grabbed her by her hair and almost dragged her to the bedroom.

Vivek & I both called out to uncle and wished him goodnight. He turned around at the door of the bedroom and facing us said “Goodnight boys. Take rest.” Then he turned to Champa’s husband Rajpal who was still standing near us and mutely observing everything and said “Napunsak tu do glass pani lekar aa kamre mein.” (Castrated sissy cuck, bring two glasses of water to the bedroom). Rajpul acknowledged his instructions and went to the kitchen.

Vivek and I were by now very tired (from the long trip from the USA), fairly drunk and quite horny from the action we had seen.

Vivek shouted out loudly “Mangesh, Rajpal, ye saali Malti kidhar hai. Madarchod haramzaday dono ho ... itni der ho gayi hai ... kahan hai saali chutmari raand meri” (Mangesh, Rajpal where is that bitch Malti. Motherfucking bastards you both ... its been so long where is that fucking cunt).

We heard the sound of anklets clinking and a young woman came from the kitchen. She must have been 18-19. She was about 5ft 2in tall, thin, dark skinned. Face was nothing special. Her black hair was tied up in a massive bun. She was wearing a one-piece, plain cotton nightie much like her sister-in-law Champa had been earlier.