And Twinkle, once a wife and socialite, was now moaning around his cock with her lips pressed against his sister's.
Rai groaned.
"Good girls…"
With a deep grunt, he thrust upward—once, twice—and exploded.
Throb. Spill. Pump.
Both Tanya and Twinkle gagged and swallowed, eyes rolling as they shared his thick, salty load.
They looked up, mouths open, cum dripping from their lips—offering their obedience in the most primal way.
He grabbed them both, pulled them forward, and kissed them deeply.
Their initiation into his night was complete.
But the night itself had only just begun.
Next, he flipped Tanushree over, her ass high, and slammed into her with a brutal thrust.
PAH.
PAH.
PAH.
"YES! YES—BREAK ME—FILL ME AGAIN—!" she screamed, her body rocking under the impact.
Twinkle watched in awe, fingers to her lips.
Beside her, Sushmita pulled her in and kissed her.
"Let me teach you more."
Their tongues met. Sushmita guided Twinkle's hand between her thighs.
"Touch me like this… slower… yes… now use your mouth."
Twinkle obeyed. Her lips slid over Sushmita's folds. She moaned, tasting another woman for the first time in her life.
Behind them, Rai filled Tanushree with another thick load, her body convulsing as he pulled out, his cock dripping with slick and cum.
He turned to Tanya.
She was already lying down, legs open, arms out.
"Please… Master. Use me."
He mounted her.
"Say it."
"I'm your sister… your slut… only yours…"
And he entered her.
PAH.
PAH.
PAH.
Her screams echoed in the chamber. Twinkle couldn't stop watching.
Sushmita squirted into her mouth. Twinkle drank it down.
Tanya wrapped her legs tight around Rai as he came deep inside her, flooding her womb.
Throb. Pulse. Spill.
One by one, they collapsed.
Sofia curled at his left.
Tanushree at his right, cum leaking from her thighs.
Sushmita cuddled against Twinkle, whispering, "You belong to him now."
Tanya lay draped across his chest, her head against his heartbeat.
Rai looked up at the flickering candlelight, surrounded by the naked bodies of his devoted women.
Five goddesses, now worshipers.
Their bodies his.
Their hearts his.
Their lives… his.
The morning sun slipped softly through the gauze curtains of Rai's master chamber, casting golden streaks across a bed tangled with silk and sweat-slicked limbs.
The room still smelled of sex—deep, layered, and unashamed. The scent of submission. Of heat. Of ownership.
Rai stirred, his body still half-draped in a loose sheet, the marks of the previous night etched across his chest in lipstick, scratches, and kisses that had dried against his skin.
His eyes opened slowly.
Red. Calm. Absolute.
The change was instant.
Without a word, the five women around him began to wake.
Sofia was the first to move.
She slipped from under the sheets with the grace of a seasoned slave, her silver hair falling around her face as she bowed her head low at the foot of the bed. Her breasts, still firm and heavy, swayed slightly with her breath as she knelt perfectly upright, collar gleaming softly in the light.
Beside him, Tanya rose next, her body sore, her thighs trembling from being used so thoroughly the night before. Still, her pride was unmistakable.
She crawled forward and took her place beside Sofia, her cheek already brushing the cool marble floor in obedience.
One after another, the others followed.
Sushmita, tall and regal even on her knees, kissed Rai's foot as she knelt at his right. Her eyes glowed with affection and anticipation, the smell of lavender oil and last night's sweat clinging to her glowing skin.
Tanushree, youthful and eager, nestled against Rai's left thigh, pressing soft kisses along his hip, still hungry despite how many times she'd been filled.
Twinkle was the last. Her body moved slowly, each muscle aching from how hard she had been taken.
Yet her eyes, once hesitant, now shone with soft, trembling devotion. She lowered herself between Sofia and Sushmita, her forehead touching the sheets.
All five women were nude, their skin gleaming, their breath shallow. They waited.
Then, as one, their voices spilled into the silence like a sacred chant.
"Good morning, Master Rai. Your devoted whores greet you."
The sound was soft. Unified. Melting.
Rai sat up, the sheet sliding down his sculpted abdomen, revealing the ridges of his muscles and the soft twitch of his morning arousal.
His eyes scanned them all—Sofia's steady elegance, Tanya's youthful glow, Sushmita's smoky beauty, Tanushree's flushed sweetness, and Twinkle's quiet shame blooming into need.
He didn't speak.
He didn't need to.
Sofia moved first.
She rose on her knees and retrieved a small lacquered tray from the table near the bed. Upon it sat a steaming cup of herbal tea—black, rich, aromatic. Her hands were steady as she lifted the cup and bowed low, holding it out with reverence.
"Your tea, Master," she whispered.
Rai took the cup, his fingers brushing hers. Her thighs clenched from just that touch.
As he drank, Sushmita crawled forward with a damp cloth scented with sandalwood and orange blossom.
She dipped it into a warm basin and began to gently wipe down Rai's chest, her fingers slow, her tongue occasionally darting out to kiss the lines of his abdomen.
Tanushree had taken position at his feet, kissing one, then the other, while massaging his calves with her oiled palms. She moaned softly with each kiss, her lips pressing against his skin like worship.
Twinkle sat behind him, brushing his hair with long, slow strokes. Her other hand rested lightly on his shoulder, fingers trembling slightly. She still couldn't believe how far she had fallen—and how deeply she wanted to stay.
Tanya moved in silently behind him, slipping her hands over his back and shoulders, her young breasts brushing against him as she began to knead his muscles, whispering, "You feel so strong today, Master… even stronger than yesterday…"
His cock twitched beneath the sheets.
Five women. Five bodies. One man.
He took the final sip of tea and set the cup down.
"Bath," he murmured.
They moved at once.
Steam curled upward as Rai stepped into the massive, black-stone bath carved into the center of the villa's private bathing hall. The water shimmered with oils and rose petals, and the scent of jasmine drifted through the air.
The five women followed, gliding into the water around him.
Sofia pressed her bare chest to his back, her hands sliding over his chest as she began to lather him in soap, her fingers tracing every inch of his muscle with slow, circular pressure.
Sushmita and Tanushree moved lower, their hands and mouths tending to his legs and thighs. They washed him with such attention that every movement felt like foreplay.
Twinkle was at his front again, her hands cupping his balls gently while she ran a soft cloth down the shaft of his cock.
Rai exhaled deeply, surrounded by flesh, heat, and devotion.
When the bath was done, they dried him slowly, each using her own towel—each motion deliberate, worshipful.
By the time they finished, Rai stood dry and dressed in loose silk, looking every inch a god among mortals.
One by one, the women began to prepare for their day.
Sofia, now dressed in a sharp navy skirt suit that hugged her curves, adjusted her choker and kissed his hand before heading to the car waiting outside.
"I'll make you proud in the boardroom today, Master."
Sushmita, draped in a golden saree that shimmered like fire, said seductively. "Casting meetings today. If they only knew who really owns me."
Tanushree was next, in a short skirt and crop top, her voice playful. "Shooting starts at noon. But I'm only acting until your next command."
They left—each with purpose.
Only Twinkle remained.
She stood by the door, her scarf loosely hiding the golden collar. Her eyes were uncertain. She had dressed simply, like a wife again, though inside… she knew she wasn't.
Rai stepped toward her.
He tilted her chin up with two fingers, and whispered in her ear, "Before you leave… you have a task."
She looked up at him, her lips parting. "Anything, Master."
"I want something personal from your husband. A comb. A razor. His pillow. His fucking toothbrush. Anything I can use to hex him."
She blinked. Her breath caught. "Why?"
Rai smiled darkly.
"Because you belong to me now. And I don't share. My women are mine… and other men's women? They're mine too."
He kissed her softly on the forehead.
"Bring it back tonight. And I'll reward you."
She trembled.
"I will… Master."
He watched her leave, hips swaying with subtle shame… and growing devotion.
And as the door closed behind her, Rai turned and walked back to his chamber, muttering to himself with a cold, amused smile.
"Let's see how the mighty Akshay handles a cock that won't rise again… not when I've taken his pride and fucked it out of his wife's throat."
The morning air was crisp in Mumbai's upscale suburbs, but Twinkle Khanna walked with a sense of fire in her veins.
Her body still carried the ache of last night's devastation—her thighs sore, her lips faintly swollen, her collar hidden beneath a shawl.
She had returned home without shame.
No guilt clung to her heart. No hesitance crept into her mind.
The moment Rai had claimed her, everything changed.
His scent had overtaken her. His cock had buried itself not just in her body, but in her soul. And thanks to his Incubus bloodline, any woman who gave herself to him—truly—would belong to him in mind, flesh, and devotion.
Akshay was nothing to her now.
He was a memory. A faded photograph.
She walked into the master bathroom where his toiletries were arranged with mechanical neatness. The moment her eyes landed on his wooden comb, she smiled softly.
Still a strand or two of his hair clung to the teeth.
She plucked it gently, wrapping it inside a silk handkerchief she had used to wipe Rai's cum from her thighs just hours ago. A beautiful irony.
As she slipped the handkerchief into her purse, her heart raced—not from fear of betrayal, but from anticipation.
She wanted to see what Rai would do to him.
Wanted to see him reduced, ruined. Impotent.
Because in her mind now, only one man deserved to fuck her. To conquer her. To breathe for.
And it was not the man who shared her surname.
The black Lamborghini Aventador roared as it carved through the streets of Mumbai, its sleek body glinting in the morning sun. The beast was a blur of polished speed, low and hungry.
At the wheel sat Rai—a vision of calm dominance in a black silk shirt, sleeves rolled to his forearms, one hand on the wheel, the other resting leisurely on the gearshift.
Seated beside him, bent low between his legs, was Tanya—his sister, his concubine, his little whore.
Her long black hair spilled like ink across his thigh as her lips moved hungrily up and down his cock.
Slrp.
Slrk.
Glk.
She sucked with reverence, her cheeks hollowing, her tongue tracing every vein.
Rai let out a low groan, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk.
His crimson eyes stayed on the road. Even with a mouth wrapped around his length, he drove like a god—smooth, fast, effortless.
"You're drooling again," he murmured.
Tanya moaned in response, her voice muffled by his cock.
Glrk. Glrk.
Gulp.
He looked down briefly, brushing a strand of her hair back behind her ear as her throat swallowed more of him.
"That's it. You've improved… tighter. Deeper."
Tanya pulled back slightly, her lips coated in saliva. "I practiced on a dildo you left on my bed, Master…"
He chuckled darkly.
"And now you're perfect slut."
Then her mouth dropped again.
Slrp.
Slrrp.
Gag.
The car engine snarled as they sped past slower traffic, Rai's hand now gripping her hair, guiding her rhythm with increasing urgency.
Her head bobbed in steady pace, saliva dribbling down her chin as her tongue danced across the underside of his shaft.
His balls tightened. His hips tensed.
And then—he came.
Throb. Spill.
Gulp.
Gulp.
Tanya's eyes fluttered closed as she swallowed every drop.
She moaned softly, savoring the thickness that coated her tongue, then slowly licked him clean with her trembling lips.
As she sat up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, Rai reached over and caressed her cheek.
"You're a good girl."
"I just want to make you happy, Master…"
He turned the car smoothly onto the road that led toward his former high school.
"Today, you will."
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