Chapter 3

Before I start the 3rd part, here are the last few lines of the 2nd part:

While I was packing my three 'beauties' started crying.

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

"What will become of us," Radha wailed.

"Silly girl, I'm going for a week. I'll be back," I said kissing her.

"I know you'll never come back," Dolma said.

"No, Dolma, I'll be back," I said hugging her, "See, I'm taking only one bag with me. Rest of my belongings I am leaving here."

"He is right," Shanti said wiping her tears, "Let him go happily. He will be back. In the meanwhile we'll keep an eye on his belongings."

Promising to be back in a week I left.

Now for the 3rd part:

Two days later I arrived at my parents' house. It looked the same but with my parents gone I knew it won't be the same. I loved them despite our differences. Tears welled up in my eyes. Wiping the tears I entered.

Madhu, Sunil and Rajan welcomed me. For a while we all hugged each other and wept. The cremation of the earthly remains of my parents had already taken place.

"What happened?" I asked.

"They were returning from their yearly pilgrimage trip when a loaded truck rammed into them," Rajan said, "They and the driver died on the spot."

"What about the truck driver?" I asked.

"Police has him but it was not his fault," Sunil said, "According to eye witnesses our driver swerved to save a child running across the street and losing control crossed over to the wrong side of the road."

"It was destiny. You can't do anything to change your fate," Madhu said.

"What is now to be done?" I asked.

"First of all Sunil, Madhu and I would like to request you to give up your job and take over papa's business," Rajan said.

"Sorry, I am very happy. You two can run the business. Madhu is also a graduate. She can also pitch in," I said, "I came because I loved them and wanted to pay my respects to the departed Souls."

"You mean that you relinquishing your share in the business," Madhu laughed.

"I didn't say that," I laughed, "If they have left anything to me then I'll take it. How will we know?"

"Mr. Sahay, our solicitor, will read both the 'Wills' tomorrow at 11 a.m. in the main sitting room," Rajan said.

In the evening I saw Sarita. She looked dazzling. She had blossomed into a beauty. She had grown a couple of inches in height and looked slimmer. I recalled the humiliation I had suffered at her hands. I also remembered to take revenge. With my parents gone nobody could stop me now. I decided to keep an eye on her.

The 'Wills' of my parents didn't contain any surprises. Other than small bequests to old retainers and donations to religious organizations they had left everything to us three in equal shares.

In the next few days the family lawyer, a real estate consultant, a chartered accountant and the three of us sat together and divided the estate in three near equal parts.

During our meetings I noticed that Sarita was covertly watching me. Whenever our eyes met she would blush and lower her eyes.

"Raja, please change your mind and stay here," Madhu said.

"Thanks Madhu but my mind is made up. I'll stay till I have converted my share into cash. Why don't you guys buy my share?" I said.

"That would be the best," Rajan said, "but we don't have so much cash."

"Why don't you discuss it with your bankers?" I suggested, "The factories are doing well."

"Yes, well do that tomorrow," Sunil said.

The next day at lunch Sunil said, "Raja, we have talked with our bankers. They are willing to finance us but it will take ten to twelve days till the money is forth coming."

"No problem," I said, "In the meanwhile I'll try and dispose of the assets you don't want."

Over the next days I had several meetings with realtors. During these meetings I caught Sarita watching me again. Whenever I caught her eye she would blush and look away.

"At first her conduct puzzled me. Then I thought maybe she wants to be fucked and decided to find out," I thought.

That evening I met her coming out of Sunil and Madhu's room.

"Sarita," I said.

"Yes, master," she said.

"Sarita, you are very beautiful," I said.

"Thank you, master," she said blushing, "How are you?"

"I am fine," I said.

"Do you like to stay so far away from home?" she said.

"Sarita, we have lot to talk about. I'm in a hurry now. Why don't you come to my room at night when all have gone to sleep? Then we'll talk, okay?" I said.

Her face turned red.

"Master, you are a bad man," she said and turned to leave.

"And you are a very beautiful girl," I chuckled.

I thought I had blown my chances but nevertheless I decided to wait for her that night. I changed into my pajama suit and waited for her. At ten thirty I heard a soft knock. I jumped out of my bed and opened the door. It was Sarita. I pulled her into the room and embraced her.

"Please let me go," she whispered struggling feebly to free herself but soon gave up.

I kissed her gently. At first she didn't respond but after a few seconds she pressed her lips to mine. I pushed my tongue in her open mouth. We sucked each others tongue while kneading her big boobs. When the kiss broke we were out of breath.

"Oh Sarita, that was wonderful. Did you like it also?" I panted.

"Yes master, it was lovely," she said gasping for breath.

"Sarita, tell me why did you create such a ruckus when I kissed you before?" I asked pressing her tits.

"I don't know. Maybe I was young and foolish," she said.

I didn't believe her but who cared. The main thing was that she was in my room and when she leaves her cunt will be full of my cum.

"Maybe," I said aloud and we kissed again.

"Sarita, lets undress and get into bed," I said when the kiss broke.

"Master, I must go," she said.

Just then I pushed my pajamas down. I heard a loud gasp. I looked at her. She was rooted to the spot staring at my erection with wide eyes and half open mouth.

"What happened?" I asked.

"K... K... Kya sabka lund itna barda hota hai? (I... I... Is everyone's' cock so big?)" she asked.

"How would I know? I've only this one," I chuckled, "Here let me help you."

"No please don't undress me," she begged.

"Shut up and let me take off your clothes," I said sternly and I put my fingers in the waist band of her petticoat and undid the knot holding it up. Her sari fell to the floor. She covered her choot with both her hands. I undid her blouse and threw it in the corner. Then lifting her carried her to bed.

As we lay in bed we kissed with my both hands exploring her body.

"Master, please let me go," she said trying to get up.

"Sarita, shut up," I said running my fingers between the hairy lips of he cunt. She blushed sweetly. I got on top of her. She pressed her thighs tightly together.

"Sarita, open your legs," I said.

"Nahin, aap mujhe chodoge (No, you'll fuck me)", she said shaking her head.

"You think I can't fuck you this way," I said placing my knee between her legs and transferring all my weight on it.

"Oh it hurts," she said and her legs opened.

"Then you should have obeyed," I said spreading her legs further and placing my cock on the mouth of her choot. I felt her stiffen.

"You act as if you have never been fucked before," I said sarcastically.

"Please master, be gentle. I've never been with a man before," she begged.

"Relax, it won't hurt a bit," I said.

"Mujhe darr lag raha hai. Aapka itna barda laurda meri choti si choot ke ched main kaisse gussega? (I am scared. How will your big cock go inside my small cunt hole?)" she said nervously.

"Aisse jayega (It'll go like this)," I said pushing forward slowly.

"OWWWAAA," she screamed as my swollen cockhead painfully stretched the small opening of her fuck hole.

"It didn't hurt much did it?" I laughed.

"Not very much," she replied bravely.

I wanted to hurt her. I pulled back my cock to the edge of her cunt and taking a firm grip of her banged it inside her choot.

"AAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE," she screamed as my cock tearing through her hymen lodged itself balls deep inside her cunt.

"Please stop, it is hurting," she sobbed.

Ignoring her pleas I continued to fuck her with hard strokes into till I deposited my load inside her hitherto virgin choot.

"Sarita, how did you enjoy your first fuck?" I panted rolling off her.

"It hurt," she said.

"Don't worry you'll enjoy it when I fuck you again," I laughed.

"Oh master, please don't fuck me again," she begged.

"We'll see. Now and clean my cock," I said.

"I'll get a towel," Sarita said getting up.

"No, lick it clean," I said.

"I won't lick it. It is dirty," she said.

"Your lower mouth made it dirty and your upper mouth is going to clean it," I said grabbing a fistful of her hair and forcing her face into my crotch.

"OH MASTER YOU ARE HURTING ME," she yelled.

"Then take my cock in your mouth and suck," I said gruffly.

"Aapke lund per tau khoon laga hai (There is blood on your cock)," she said.

"It is from your choot. Suck it clean," I said.

"Please don't force me to lick it," she begged.

I tightened my grip on her hair. "AAAAAAA," she shouted in pain.

When her mouth opened to yell I shoved my cock in it. "Now lick and suck it," I said.

Reluctantly she started to suck. Her warm mouth felt good. My blood rushed into my loins. My cock started to get hard. "Oh master you cock is getting big," she said.

"Go on sucking my cock. If you stop I'll hit you," I threatened.

Soon I was hard as rock. I pushed her on her back and getting on top of her, said, "Open your legs."

"Please don't hurt me again," she said and started to cry.

"It won't hurt," I said. She didn't answer but continued to sob.

"Haramzadi, apni tangain khol (Bitch, open your legs)," I hissed.

"Oh master, don't call me names," she protested.

"Then obey me," I said, "Do you want me to slap you?"

"No please don't hit me," she said and hesitatingly separated her legs.

As soon as there was enough space for my cock I rammed it into her choot.

"AAAAYYYYAAAAA," she screamed, "You said you won't hurt me."

"Then you should have opened your legs when I asked you the first time," I said starting the fuck motion.

As I fucked her she lay staring at the ceiling and sobbing softly. Few minutes later she closed her eyes and stopped crying. I continued to pump her cunt with regular strokes.

"Oh," she moaned.

I grinned and gave her choot a couple of hard strokes.

"Oh master," she moaned.

I stopped humping. "It feels nice, doesn't it?" I chuckled.

"Haan, bahut achcha lag raha hai. Ruk kyon gaye? Aur chodo na (Y... hes, it feels very nice. Why have you stopped? Fuck me more)," she said moving her bottoms in fuck motion.

I laughed and recommenced the in and out movement. I varied the length and speed of my strokes constantly.

"Oh master, I've never felt like this before," Sarita moaned placing her hands on my bottoms and pressing my crotch against her own.

Soon she started to pump her hips upward, wanting to take my cock deeper and deeper inside her aroused fuck hole. She bucked and humped her hips feverishly trying to keep in rhythm with the ever-increasing speed of my strokes. I felt my seed rising and pumped faster and faster.

I sensed that Sarita was also about to cum.

Suddenly her whole body shuddered violently, her body arched and throwing back her head, she screamed, "OH Y... HES, FASTER MASTER FASTER OH Y... HESS OH OHHH OHH Y... HESSSSSSSSssss," and drenching my cock with her cum fell back on the bed gasping for breath.

Few strokes later I rammed my cock deep inside her young choot and with a loud "AAAHHHHH," deposited my load, blob by blob, at the mouth of her womb and rolled off.

"How was it?" I panted.

"Oh master, it was fantastic," Sarita said breathlessly, "Let me clean your cock."

She took my cock in her mouth and sucked. She sucked for five minutes and nothing happened. "Master, it is not getting hard and big," Sarita said making a face, "Please make it big."

"It will soon become big," I chuckled and taking a handful of her pubic hair added, "I don't like hair on the choot. Remove them before you come tomorrow."

"I don't know how to do it," she said.

"Okay, I'll do something," I said.

She waited for my cock to get big while I dozed off.

"Master, master look," she said excitedly shaking me awake.

"Uuggghhh, what is the matter?" I said yawning.

"Look it has become hard and big," she said pointing to my erect cock.

"Yes, I see it," I laughed and closed my eyes.

"Master, please don't go to sleep. Do it one more time," she said.

"Do what one more time?" I asked innocently.

"You know," she said blushing.

"Tu chahati hai ki main tujhe chodoon? (You would like me to fuck you?)," I said.

"Oh master yes," she said excitedly.

"Phir keh "malik, mujhe ek baar aur chodo" (Then say "master, fuck me one more time)," I chuckled.

"You are a very bad man," she said shaking her head.

"Say it or I am going to sleep," I said.

"Thero, sona mat. Malik, mujhe ek baar aur ch... chodo (Wait, don't go to sleep. Master, f... fuck me one more time)," she said and hid her face in my chest.

I laughed and got on top of her. Then we had a long satisfying fuck in which she came four times to my one time. Then we slept in each other's arms.

When I woke up in the morning she was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" I said.

"To my room to bathe and then to work," she said.

"Come here and suck my cock before you go," I said taking out my raging member.

She kneeled besides the bed and started to suck.

"Oh it feels sooo good," I moaned.

"Please don't cum in my mouth," she said.

"That I must and you have to swallow my seed without spilling a drop, understood?" I said.

Ten minutes later she left with my cum in her stomach.

Shortly before lunch I gave her tube of hair removing cream which I had purchased that morning.

"Read the direction and follow them," I said.

She nodded. At lunch I told her that she should serve my evening tea in my room. At five she brought my tea.

"Have you removed the hair?" I asked. She nodded.

"Show me," I said pouring a cup of tea.

She lay down on the bed and pulling up her sari exposed her now hairless choot.

"Your choot is beautiful," I said caressing it.

After I had finished my tea I banged her once and let her go. She came to my room every night. I fucked her at night and she sucked my cock and swallowed my cum every morning.

On the fourth night I said, "Sarita, turn around and get on all fours."

"Kya aap mujhe kutiya ki terah chodogenge? (Will you fuck me doggie style?)" she said getting into gaand (ass hole) fuck position.

"Nahin, aaj main teri gaand marunga (No, I'll fuck you in your ass hole)" I said.

"Master no, it is unnatural," she said.

"Unnatural or natural I enjoy fucking a girl in her ass hole," I said.

Reluctantly she got into position. I pressed her head on the pillow and squeezed a big blob of cream on her puckered hole from a tube and then placing my cock on her ass hole pressed for entry.

"Ooooo master, it is hurting," she groaned.

"It'll hurt a bit. Should it become unbearable then bite on the pillow but don't shout somebody might hear you," I said. She nodded. I pressed again.

"AAAAAAAAA," she screamed.

"Bite on the pillow," I advised.

I doubled my efforts. I felt her ass hole opening. I saw her biting the pillow hard. Then she let out a blood curling scream.

"AAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE," she screamed as her sphincter snapped open and my cock was half buried in her rear hole.

"I told you not to scream," I said and stopped to listen.

"MASTER, I COULDN'T HELP IT. IT HURT SO MUCH," she groaned with tears in her eyes.

I started the fuck motion and she cried softly. Her hole was very tight.

After we had finished I asked, "Did you enjoy it?"

"No, it was very painful," she said wiping her tears.

"You'll enjoy it when I fuck your butt hole again," I said.

She made a face but did not reply. Then I fucked her in the missionary position followed by a fuck in her ass hole. Then we slept. In the morning I fucked her rear hole again.

At breakfast Rajan asked, "Raja, did you hear a scream last night?" I wonder who it was?"

"It was Sarita," I chuckled.

"Sarita! Did you deflower her?" Rajan asked.

"Oh I opened her choot four days ago. Yesterday I took her ass hole cherry," I chuckled taking bite of my toast.

"Is she a good lay?" Rajan asked.

"Why ask me? Call her to your room and find out for yourself," I grinned.

"You wouldn't mind," Rajan asked.

"Of course not," I said.

Rajan called Sarita. "Sarita, I want you to come to my room after lunch," Rajan said, "I would like to check out both your holes."

"Who do you think I am?" she replied rudely.

"I wonder what your father would think when I tell him that for the last four nights you have spent in Raja's bedroom getting fucked in all your holes," Rajan said quietly.

"Please malik, if you tell him then he'll kill me," Sarita said.

"Then come to my room at two thirty sharp," Rajan said dismissing her. She gave me an angry look before leaving.

At tea I asked Rajan, "How did you find her choot?"

"Oh it was lovely but I loved her ass hole. It was real tight," he chuckled.

"She let you fuck her in the ass hole?" I asked.

"At first she refused but when I threatened to box her ears she complied," Rajan laughed.

She came to me at night. She was angry. She stood next to my bed with hands on her hips. "Why did you tell Rajan master about us?" she said angrily.

"Come here first," I said catching her by the hand and pulling her into the bed.

I laid her on her back and placed a knee on top of her. "Now tell me what you were asking," I said undoing the buttons of her blouse.

"Why did you tell Rajan master about us?" she said.

"I didn't tell him," I chuckled kissing and sucking her excited nipples, "You did."

"I did not tell him," she said placing her hands on her tits, "Leave me alone."

"It was your scream last night that betrayed you," I said undoing her sari, "Rajan asked me who screamed. I told him the truth."

"You could have lied," she said.

"Me! Lie to my brother? Never," I laughed, "But Rajan was telling me that you enjoyed yourself immensely and agreed to visit him again tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes, it was nice," she said hiding her face in my chest.

"Then why are you complaining?" I said getting on top of her and ramming my cock into hot choot.

"AAAHHHH," she sighed, "but your cock is more satisfying."

One morning at breakfast Sarita, dressed in a blood red cotton sari, matching blouse and a red bindi, was looking very beautiful. Sunil, Rajan and I could not keep our eyes off her. Madhu was watching us.

"She is beautiful isn't she?" Rajan said to Sunil.

"Y... hes, she is so beautiful that I'd like to stick my cock in her tight teenage choot," Sunil said.

"Ahem," Madhu cleared her throat making her presence known.

Ignoring Madhu, I said, "Aap iss haramzadi ko chod kyon nahin dete (Why don't you fuck the bitch?)"

"Hey, you are talking to my husband," Madhu warned.

"I know," I chuckled, "It's about your pleasure also."

"Like hell it is. Agar Sunil iss haramzadi ko chodega tau meri choot ko kya mazaa aayega (If Sunil fucks this bitch then how does my cunt feel the pleasure?)" Madhu said.

"She could lick your cunt," I said.

"I am not a lesbian," she said.

"Come off it, you don't become a lesbian if a girl licks your choot once in a while," I said.

"What happens if she refuses to lick my choot?" Madhu said.

"Easy, box her ears," I said.

"Oh I see. Don't worry I'll handle the bitch," Madhu said.

At ten thirty I saw Sarita entering Madhu's bedroom. I listened outside the door. I heard a sound of a slap and Sarita screamed. Then there was silence.

At lunch Madhu and Sunil looked very happy. "Madhu, how did it go?" Rajan asked.

"Oh it was heavenly," Madhu said.

"Did she give any trouble?" I asked.

"She was very rude at first. I slapped her. She screamed loudly. I caught her by her hair and hissed threateningly, "You bloody bitch, if make another sound I'll shave your bloody head."

"Please ma'am, let me go. You're hurting me," she begged.

"You promise to behave?" I said. She nodded vigorously.

"Good. Sunil, undress her," I said.

"She stood quietly as Sunil undressed her. I was already lying on bed naked. Sunil caught her by the scruff of her neck and shoved her face against my choot. She had a choice. Lick and live or suffocate. She chose to live," Madhu giggled.

"I am glad she chose to live because as a corpse she would have been of no use to us," Rajan laughed.

"Then she licked my choot while Sunil fucked her from behind," Madhu said.

"Oh I enjoyed fucking her in both her holes," Sunil grinned, "Both her holes were very tight."

"Did she fuck you with her tongue?" I asked.

"Yeah," Madhu said, "It was fantastic."

"Tongue fucking! Is it nice?" Rajan asked.

"Have you seen her tongue?" Madhu said.

"No," Rajan said.

"Wait, I'll show you," Madhu said, "Sarita, come here."

"Yes, madam," Sarita replied.

"Bitch, show Rajan master your tongue," Madhu said.

Sarita stuck her tongue out. Her tongue was long, slim and pointed.

"Wow, that is some tongue," Rajan exclaimed, "Did you lick her cunt also?"

"No but I promised to eat her pussy tomorrow," Madhu said, "Right, bitch?"

Sarita blushed and nodded.

"Sarita, tell me: are you a good girl or a slut?" I said.

Sarita stood with downcast eyes and did not reply.

"What sort of question is this?" Madhu asked.

"Do you remember what her father said when I had kissed her a year ago? He said that Sarita is a good girl not a slut," I said.

"So," Madhu said.

"Sarita is not a good girl now, but a slut," I said, "Answer me."

"I am a slut," Sarita said sobbing softly.

"Good, slut, you may go now," I said.