The dimly lit room was heavy with the scent of cigar smoke and the faint rustle of papers. In the middle of the room stood a grand mahogany table, its surface littered with files and documents. Thakur Srikant leaned forward, meticulously going through the papers, his sharp eyes scanning every detail. On the other hand, Ratnesh sat across from him, slumped in his chair, his mind clearly elsewhere.
Srikant glanced up, noticing his brother's absent expression. “Kya soch raha hai, Ratnesh?” he asked, his voice calm yet authoritative.
Ratnesh’s lips curled into a menacing smile as he snapped out of his thoughts. He tossed the paper in his hand onto the table with deliberate disdain. “Aur kya soch sakta hoon, ek ke alawa,” he replied, his voice dripping with malice. Rising from his chair, he adjusted his kurta, a spark of anticipation lighting his eyes. “Abhi toh ye soch raha hoon ki ye sab kaam baad mein bhi ho sakta hai. Kyun na pehle woh kaam kar lein jiska humein be-sabri se intezaar hai?”
Srikant leaned back in his chair, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. “Par tune toh kaha tha ki woh kaafi patli hai,” he teased, raising a brow at his younger brother. “Mujhe laga tujhe pasand nahi aayi.”
Ratnesh shrugged nonchalantly, but his wicked grin betrayed his true thoughts. “Maine bola tha ki woh patli hai,” he clarified, his tone turning darker. “Par yeh nahi bola tha ki sundar nahi hai. Woh kaafi sundar hai… aur maasoom bhi. Ussmein aur uski maasoomiyat mein maza aa jayega.”
Srikant let out a low chuckle, the sound echoing ominously in the quiet room. The brothers exchanged a knowing look, their sinister intentions unspoken yet clearly understood. The atmosphere in the room grew heavier, their anticipation palpable.
Ratnesh’s gaze turned toward the door, his expression predatory. “Chalein?” he asked, his voice carrying an eager edge.
Srikant stood, straightening his shawl with deliberate ease. “Chalein,” he agreed, his tone calm but cold. Together, they strode out of the room, their heavy footsteps echoing down the dimly lit corridor.
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The room was vast, adorned with intricate decorations that radiated an air of opulence. Soft rose petals were scattered across the bed, and candles flickered gently, casting a warm, golden glow. The air was thick with the sweet scent of roses and a sense of foreboding that Rajni couldn't shake off. Every detail of the room screamed preparation for something she desperately wished to avoid.
Rajni sat nervously on the edge of the grand bed, her slender fingers twisting together in an attempt to quell the anxiety bubbling within her. The delicate white saree she wore felt heavier with every breath, the fabric clinging to her like a shroud. Her anklets jingled softly as she shifted, the only sound in the otherwise suffocating silence.
With a deep sigh, she rose and made her way toward the window, hoping to find solace in the cool night air. Her bare feet padded softly across the marble floor, the coldness seeping into her skin. As she reached the window, she pushed it open, letting the biting wind rush in and sting her heated cheeks.
Her gaze wandered to the vast expanse outside, the moon hanging high in the sky, illuminating the darkened world. The wind whipped through her hair, sending strands dancing around her face. The moonlight kissed her skin, glinting off her bare shoulder and the curve of her waist, accentuating her delicate beauty. For a brief moment, she looked otherworldly, a vision of grace and fragility.
Her eyes filled with tears as she stared into the distance, her heart aching with the weight of memories. Thoughts of her family flashed before her eyes: her mother’s warm embrace, her father’s protective presence, and the innocent laughter of her siblings. She clutched the edge of the windowsill tightly, the cold stone grounding her as her emotions threatened to overwhelm her.
A loud creak echoed behind her, shattering the fragile quiet. Rajni’s body tensed, her fingers gripping the windowsill even tighter. She didn’t turn around, her breath hitching as the heavy footsteps approached. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with the lingering fragrance of roses, signaling their arrival.
“Beautiful,” came the low, gravelly voice from behind her. It was Ratnesh, his tone laced with something predatory.
Rajni froze, her knuckles turning white as she held onto the windowsill for support. The weight of his gaze on her bare back made her skin crawl. Before she could muster the courage to move or speak, another voice broke the silence.
“You’re wasting your time admiring her from afar, Ratnesh,” Srikant said, his tone sharp yet mocking. “She’s ours now. Why not enjoy what’s been handed to us?”
An evil, booming laugh erupted from Ratnesh's mouth, filling the room with a chilling echo. His sharp eyes flicked toward his older brother, Srikant, who stood with his arms crossed, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. Ratnesh’s laugh died into a twisted grin as he straightened, the flicker of impatience in his brother's eyes not lost on him.
"Ah, bhai," Ratnesh drawled, his voice mocking yet laced with malice. "I know that look of yours. You’ve been waiting for this moment longer than me. Fragile, innocent, untouched…” His eyes flickered toward Rajni, who was still frozen by the window, her shoulders trembling. “And all ours."
Srikant chuckled lowly, the sound devoid of any warmth. He walked toward the table where a glass of amber liquid waited, picking it up with deliberate ease. Taking a slow sip, he fixed his cold gaze on Rajni. “You know me too well, Ratnesh. I do get impatient when it comes to… fresh offerings.”
Rajni flinched at the word, her knuckles still white from gripping the windowsill. She felt their predatory gazes burning into her back, the air in the room becoming suffocating. Her breath hitched as Srikant placed the glass back on the table with a deliberate clink and began walking toward her.
Ratnesh followed, his movements less calculated, his steps heavy with excitement. “Aap toh jaante hain,” he said to Srikant, his voice growing darker. “Woh moment ka asli maza tab aata hai jab naye paanchi ko sulagne diya jaye—usse yaad rahe ki uska malik kaun hai.”
Srikant's smirk widened. "Wahi toh, Ratnesh. Dar aur dard ka nasha hi alag hota hai." He reached Rajni, his towering presence looming over her. He grasped a strand of her flowing hair, letting it slide through his fingers like silk.
Rajni trembled violently, but she didn’t move, her breath shallow as panic set in. The sound of her Payal jingling against the marble floor as she trembled seemed almost mocking in the eerie silence.
Rajni gasped as Srikant’s hand shot forward, gripping her arm tightly. The strength in his hold sent a sharp jolt of pain through her, forcing her to face him. His dark eyes bore into hers, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips as he leaned closer. Before she could even guess his next action she felt his lips against hers, as he kissed her hungrily, Her senses were on high alert at the moment and she felt Thakur Ratnesh closing the distance between them from behind.
"So fragile, so beautiful, and utterly flawless," Ratnesh whispered from behind, sending a shiver down her spine. While Srikant pressed his lips against hers with a dominating fervor, she felt Ratnesh's mouth on her shoulder, trailing small kisses across her bare, exposed back.
Her breath hitched as she felt his teeth graze the sensitive spot where her neck and shoulder met. A tear rolled down her cheek just before she felt him sink his teeth into her soft skin. Her painful scream was muffled by Srikant, who forcefully claimed her mouth with his tongue.
Seeing the red bite mark forming vividly on her neck, Ratnesh’s excitement only grew, his dark eyes gleaming with twisted pleasure. Unable to resist, his hand reached out, roughly grabbing at her barely covered chest. He palmed her underdeveloped breast through the thin fabric of her saree, his touch invasive and unrelenting.
As per the Thakurs’ explicit instructions, the maids had deliberately left her without a blouse, choosing instead to drape the saree around her chest in the manner of a modest, low-class village woman. The makeshift covering, though modest in intent, offered little protection under Ratnesh’s forceful grasp, leaving her feeling even more exposed and vulnerable under their gaze.
Rajni tightly shut her eyes when she felt Ratnesh pulling away the part of her saree that covered her breast. In the next moment, she felt his hand on her bare skin as he squeezed her breast, making her gasp. Srikant, who had been kissing her as though there were no tomorrow, pulled away from her mouth. His eyes were fixed on her exposed chest, watching as his brother’s hand kneaded her breasts. Without hesitation, he tugged the remaining saree away, leaving her in just her petticoat.
"Sundar," the word slipped from his lips. His hand quickly found the string holding her petticoat, and before Rajni could beg him to stop, he pulled it loose, leaving her completely exposed.
Rajni didn’t even realize when she was brought to the bed by the two. Even though she didn’t like what was happening to her, she couldn’t control the way her body was reacting to their touches. She felt moisture between her legs before it dripped down onto her thighs. Her eyes were closed, and a sigh escaped her mouth as she felt her back hit the soft mattress.
Her eyes snapped open, and a loud moan escaped her lips when she felt mouths on her breasts. Ratnesh sucked on her left breast, while Srikant attended to the right. She fisted the sheets tightly, trying to stop her hands from going to their heads and holding them in place. A gasp escaped her when she felt Ratnesh bite her nipple, hard enough to cause pain at the spot, yet send an electrical sensation between her thighs.
"Chote Thakur, nahi," she begged, her voice breaking and trembling with the intense feelings she was experiencing "Dard ho raha hai..." she added when he looked up at her, his eyes locking with hers.
"Abhi toh maine kuch shuru bhi nahi kiya, ladki," Ratnesh said, his voice dripping with malice and lust. "Abhi toh maine tujhe mere tareeke se chua bhi nahi." The way his gaze lingered on her lips, then moved to her breasts, before traveling lower made Rajni fear the worst. "Aur mujhe tere muh se yeh 'nahi' dobara nahi sunai dena chahiye. Hum tere malik hain, hum jo denge, jitna denge, jaise denge, tujhe wo sab lena padega." As he spoke, his finger trailed down her body, stopping at her navel. He thrust his finger into it, eliciting a soft gasp from her.
Another gasp escaped her when she felt Thakur Srikant biting her right nipple while pinching her left at the same time. Tears brimmed in her eyes, and shame washed over her as she felt herself leaking more from the place between her legs. She clenched her thighs tightly, trying to find some kind of friction to ease the aching need for touch. Even Rajni had to stop her fingers from traveling down to satisfy the yearning between her legs. Guilt and shame dominated her emotions as she felt herself involuntarily responding to the pain the Thakurs were causing her body.
"Taange phailao," Srikant's voice was cold, harsh, and demanding—the first time he had spoken since all of this started. Rajni's body obeyed without resistance, as if nothing within her could summon the strength to defy him when she looked into his cold, striking blue eyes.
"Aur phailao," he added, rising from his previous position and standing at the edge of the bed. Ratnesh smirked, seeing the mess already forming between Rajni's legs.
"Randi" he said with a mocking laugh before getting on his knees and leaning closer to her opening, he inhaled the sweet sexy fragrance of her precum before pulling himself away and looking dead into Rajni's eyes "Tu bhi Randi hai kutiya, Dekh kaise Taras rahi h hmare liye, dekh" he took her hand into his and placed it on her dripping nectar.
Rajni closed her eyes tightly, not ready to be humiliated more than she already is, her body betraying her under thakurs was one of the worst betrayal she has ever faced, her eyes snapped open when she heard the sound of cloths rustling and falling on ground, at front of her now stood Srikant and Ratnesh, stark naked, same as the day they were born, Her eyes widened in fear when Ratnesh started to move towards her and Srikant started to get in between her legs, his six inch manhood stood proudly in between his legs making her gulp hard.
"Muh khol" Ratnesh held his own proud and rigid six inched in his palm and brought it close to her lips, without any resistance Rajni parted her lips before opening her mouth widely."Show me your tongue" another order came and she obeyed once again, the salty taste of already leaking precum made her want to close her mouth shut and push the thakur away but she didn’t dare to, her eyes now locked with Ratnesh as he slowly started to rub the tip of his manhood on her tongue.
Suddenly she felt overbearing sensations in between her legs, looking down she found Thakur Srikant Licking and kissing her flowing nectar, a moan left her mouth, her back arched as she felt herself nearing the feeling of bliss but before she could, Thakur Srikant pulled away, Rajni frowned, her expression changing from pleasure to confusion as she looked at the eldest Thakur questioningly, a laugh broke out from Ratnesh's lips again, he was enjoying the girl more than he has imagined, her soft and confused reactions at every single time they do something didn’t leave a chance to bring a smile on his face.
"Kya hua?" He asked pulling his manhood away from her mouth and giving a teasing look to her, Rajni opened and closed her mouth to respond but didn’t really know what to say so she closed her mouth shut and shook her head negatively.
"Kuch chahiye tha?" He didn’t stop there and asked more seeing her all flustered and red "aur mujhe ish baar jawaab chahiye" he added sternly when Rajni was once again about to nod in response.
"Haan, Chote thakur" She replied timidly.
"Sab milega, aur tune jitta socha nhi hoga ushse zaada milega" he said reaching out to hold her jaw in a tight grip and forcing her mouth open "ab muj khol aur ishe pyaar kar" he brought his manhood close to her lips, Rajni looked up at him in his eyes before dropping a light kiss on tip of it and opening her mouth, Ratnesh pushed himself deep in her mouth and in a go, his groin was touching back of her throat making her gag and hard to breathe.
"Breathe through nose" he ordered and slowly started to move in and out of her mouth, Rajni tried to adjust with the feeling of her mouth being stretched and filled, Srikant opened her pussy and rubbed his one digit over her tiny hole.
"So tiny, so fresh" he said loud enough for both Rajni and Ratnesh to hear, and before Rajni could even guess his next action he pushed his middle finger inside her love hole, the sudden action startled her and she tried to close her mouth but the tightest grip of Ratnesh on her jaw prevented her to do so.
"Muh mat band Kar Kuttiya" Ratnesh slapped her on her cheeks "Muh khula rakh" he commanded, Rajni blinked in affirmation and stopped trying to close her mouth, now her mouth was being fucked by his solid manhood and vagina was by Srikant's finger.
"Urgghhh ahhhh" Ratnesh moaned before he came inside her mouth, the salty taste of the sticky liquid made Rajni want to vomit it out but Thakur Ratnesh didn’t let her too.
"Pee jaa" he ordered and pulled himself out from her mouth before closing her mouth tightly, he rubbed now his saliva bathed Dick on her face.
Rajni looked down at eldest Thakur as she felt his ministrations stopping and saw him rubbing the tip of his manhood on her opening, Thakur Ratnesh joined her on bed and laid down beside her, giving his all attention to her breasts "aaram kar, Aaram se lena dard Kam hoga" he whispered in her ears and went back on sucking her breast, Rajni felt Srikant pushing his hot manhood inside her and fisted the bedsheets tightly.
"Don’t resist it" Srikant ordered sternly "Ek baar m daal dunga to phatt jaayegi, apne sareer ko aaram mei rakh thoda" he added and pushed little more inside her, a drop of tear fell down from Rajni's eyes as she felt pain hitting her lower back.
"Mat kriye dard ho rha hai" she pleaded, her eyes now raining the tears but Srikant didn’t pay any heed to her words.
"Bola tha aaram se reh, par saali agar tujhe sunna hi nhi h toh ye le" he said and pushed himself inside her in a go, a loud scream of pain left her mouth, she felt her vagina burning like if was on fire, Srikant went ahead and started to thrust inside her. Rajni shook her head negatively signing him to not continue.
"Thodi der ruk jaaiye, jal raha hai" she cried and Srikant stopped so did Ratnesh, Ratnesh pulled himself away from her body and leaned back to the headboard as he saw his brother hovering over her.
"Bs thoda sa hoga aur thodi der tak hoga" Srikant said "phir accha lgne lgega, aankh band Kar aur apni taango ko mere Kamar se lapet de" he added and Rajni obeyed, closing her eyes, she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Srikant once again started to move in and out of her, Soon Rajni's painfull whimper turned into pleasurable mews as she started to enjoy the feeling the sensation their intimacy was causing, Ratnesh intensely watched his brother taking the girl, his manhood started to grow back, he fisted himself and started to pump watching the scene, Soon Srikant neared his end, he threw his head back in pleasure and let out a loud moan before emptying himself inside her, Rajni stilled as well, her own orgasm hitting her, a loud moan escaped her mouth as she came undone under him.
Srikant moved away from between her legs, and Ratnesh immediately took his place. He began by pushing three fingers inside her, his thumb simultaneously rubbing the sensitive nub at the apex of her folds, making her arch her back and moan aloud.
"Bol, kiski hai tu?" Ratnesh demanded, withdrawing his fingers and replacing them with the tip of his manhood, teasing her entrance.
"Aapki," she breathed, her voice trembling. Without hesitation, he slid inside her in one swift motion, climbing on top of her as he began thrusting rhythmically. Her mouth fell open when he intensified his movements, his pace unrelenting. He pinched her nipples harshly, sending sharp jolts of pain through her body, yet the blend of pain and pleasure was overwhelming. The sensations consumed her, and it didn’t take long for her to climax again.
But Ratnesh wasn’t done. He continued his thrusts without giving her a moment to catch her breath or recover from the intense high. His hands roamed over her body, pinching and gripping different spots, alternating between causing pain and eliciting pleasure. Sometimes she winced from the sting of his touch, other times she let out soft, breathless mewls as her body reacted to his relentless pace.
Rajni's eyelids began to grow heavy, her body succumbing to the overwhelming sensations. With every thrust, she felt her strength fading, her vision blurring as exhaustion took over. Just as she was about to slip into unconsciousness, she heard him let out a guttural grunt close to her ear. The warmth of his release flooded her, marking the final act before she drifted into a deep, dreamless slumber.
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