After the maid helped Rajni drape a red saree—still without a blouse, as it was considered a privilege in her village for women of lower class to wear one—she stood before the mirror, her eyes lingering on her reflection. In their society, only women from the upper echelons of caste and status were allowed such luxuries, and though she lacked a blouse, the saree itself was an extraordinary garment for someone of her background.
Rajni couldn’t help but admire the way the vibrant red complemented her warm brown skin. The rich silk felt soft against her body, a sensation she had never experienced before. She gently ran her fingers over the fabric draped across her chest, marveling at its elegance. For the first time, she felt adorned in something beautiful, something that made her look as special as she wished to feel.
Her long, straight hair framed her delicate face, accentuating her striking features—big, expressive eyes inherited from her mother, a pair of soft, heart-shaped lips, and a petite frame standing at 5'5". Though her underdeveloped figure was modest, it still carried an innocent charm that drew attention.
For a fleeting moment, a small, shy smile graced her lips as she took in the rare sight of herself in such fine attire. But the glimmer in her eyes dimmed as reality settled heavily on her shoulders. The memory of the previous night and the circumstances that had brought her here flooded her mind, extinguishing the fragile spark of happiness.
Her gaze lowered to the red and blue marks scattered across her neck and shoulders—evidence of the night she had endured. The shame crept over her, making her hesitant to leave the room. The thought of walking through the mansion’s halls, past the maids and butlers, with these marks on full display made her stomach churn. But disobedience wasn’t an option—not with the warnings she had received from the older maid yesterday and the one who had helped her today.
Whatever it was about the Thakurs that struck fear in the servants, Rajni didn’t want to find out. Their words of caution lingered in her mind, filling her with an unease she couldn’t shake.
Steeling herself, she combed her fingers through her silky hair, letting it fall loose to partially conceal the marks on her shoulders. With one last glance at the mirror, she drew a deep breath, straightened her posture, and stepped out of the room as she walked towards the Thakur's office.
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Standing outside the grand wooden door, its surface crafted from the finest timber and adorned with intricate carvings, Rajni’s heart pounded relentlessly in her chest. Her hand trembled as she lifted it to knock. Every fiber of her being urged her to flee, to run as far away as possible, but she knew escape was not an option. Her instincts warned her that stepping inside would bring an echo of last night’s torment.
Taking a deep breath and forcing her face into a calm mask, she knocked softly. A firm voice from within responded, “Andar aa jao.” Her stomach churned as she pushed the door open, each creak of the hinges sounding like a warning bell. Stepping inside felt like walking into a lion’s den.
Ratnesh Thakur was seated in one of the finest chairs, his posture relaxed as he scanned a stack of papers in his hand. The moment his eyes lifted to meet her, they flickered with appreciation. His gaze moved slowly, deliberately, taking her in from head to toe. The faintest smirk of approval touched his lips as he drank in her appearance.
Across the room, Srikant Thakur, the eldest of the two brothers, lowered the document he was reading. His sharp, hawk-like eyes immediately landed on her, but unlike Ratnesh, his expression betrayed nothing. His gaze, cold and calculating, lingered on the marks that adorned her neck—marks they had left the night before. A malicious smirk curled his lips as his eyes drifted downward, assessing her form with unnerving precision before dismissing her presence and returning to his papers.
“Idhar aa... aur baith,” Ratnesh ordered, motioning to the floor beside his chair. His tone was commanding, yet laced with a certain familiarity that made Rajni’s stomach tighten.
Without hesitation, Rajni obeyed. She stepped forward cautiously, her bare feet brushing against the cool marble floor. Reaching his chair, she lowered herself to the ground, sitting on the cold surface beside him. Her head remained bowed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap as though seeking strength in their grip.
"Abhi kaisa lag raha hai? Kya waha dard ho raha hai?" Ratnesh Thakur's deep voice cut through the silence, making Rajni's face flush with embarrassment.
"Pehle jitna nahi... bas thoda-thoda," she replied hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes remained fixed on the floor, unwilling to meet his piercing gaze.
"Uss naukrani ne tujhe waha kuch lagane ko diya tha, dard aur jalan kam karne ke liye?" he continued, his tone casual yet laced with authority.
Rajni gasped softly at the bluntness of his question, unable to comprehend how a man of his status could speak so openly about such an intimate matter. Her hands fidgeted with the edge of her saree, but she knew she couldn’t avoid answering him.
"Haan, Chote Thakur," she murmured, her cheeks warming further.
His gaze remained fixed on her, sharp and unrelenting, as though searching for every flicker of emotion. "Aur muh? Kya tere jawado mein bhi dard ho raha hai?"
Her cheeks turned crimson at his pointed question, the memory of the night before rushing back to her. She recalled the unfamiliar, almost overwhelming act he had guided her into, her naivety unable to grasp the full extent of what had transpired. Her married friends had spoken vaguely of their experiences, but none had ever mentioned anything remotely similar to what she had endured.
Her throat felt dry as she attempted to form a response. She swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly as she finally managed to say, "Nahi... thoda theek lag raha hai."
Ratnesh smirked at her reaction, clearly taking note of her discomfort and embarrassment. He leaned back in his chair, his presence looming over her like an unyielding force. "Achha hai, pehli baar hone ki wajah se tujhe zyada takleef hui hogi," he said, his tone betraying a mix of amusement and possessiveness.
For the next hour and a half, the room was engulfed in silence. Ratnesh and Srikant were absorbed in the papers before them, their focus unwavering. Rajni sat on the cold floor, her eyes wandering around the room, noting every detail—the polished wooden furniture, the ornate carvings on the walls, and the tall bookshelf filled with leather-bound volumes. As her thoughts spiraled into a haze of apprehension and resignation, the sharp screech of a chair being pushed back jolted her from her trance.
Ratnesh stood, his imposing figure dominating the space as he walked towards the door. With deliberate movements, he slid the heavy latches into place, locking the door securely. The ominous sound of the bolt clicked into her mind, and Rajni’s breathing grew heavier as dread washed over her.
"Saari utaar ke side pe rakh de aur wapas yahin aa kar baith ja," Ratnesh ordered, his voice calm but commanding as he returned to his chair, settling into it with an air of authority.
Rajni hesitated, her trembling hands clutching the edge of the red saree. For a moment, she thought of protesting, of begging, but the stern warnings of the maids echoed in her mind. Her fingers slowly began to loosen the pleats of the saree, the silk slipping from her body like water. She folded it neatly and placed it on a nearby chair by the window, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Aur petticoat bhi," came another command, this time from Srikant. His tone was cold and detached, yet it sent shivers down her spine.
Rajni froze for a moment, her fingers lingering on the string of her petticoat. Her breaths came in shallow gasps, and her gaze darted between the two brothers. Ratnesh was watching her with a calm, expectant expression, while Srikant’s sharp eyes bore into her, unyielding and judgmental.
Her trembling hands finally obeyed, pulling the string loose. The petticoat fell to the floor in a soft heap, leaving her completely exposed under the harsh light of the room. The cold air brushed against her bare skin, amplifying her vulnerability. Her entire body burned with shame, her gaze firmly fixed on the floor as she avoided looking at either of the men.
Slowly, hesitantly, she took small steps back to her spot and knelt down as instructed. Her entire being screamed to cover herself, to hide from the piercing eyes of the Thakurs.
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s soon as Rajni settled back on the floor, Ratnesh’s hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her forward with an almost casual force. A sharp, painful yelp escaped her lips as her hands instinctively shot up to his, attempting to ease the tension in her scalp. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she bit them back, her trembling body frozen in the tight grip.
"Mera pajama khol," Ratnesh commanded, his tone devoid of any softness as he released her hair, leaving her to recover from the sting.
Her hands hesitated for a moment, trembling as she reached for the string of his pajama. She fidgeted with it, her fingers clumsy and slow, betraying her nervousness. The knot finally came loose, and the fabric slackened around his waist.
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Ratnesh shifted slightly, raising his lower body just enough for her to complete the task. Without a word, Rajni pulled the pajama down, sliding it off his legs and placing it carefully to the side. The mojris followed, leaving him sitting there with his manhood standly errectly, his piercing gaze fixed on her as if testing her submission.
""Aa aur upar meri taraf muh karke aur dono tango ko dono taraf krke meri godi mein baith," Ratnesh commanded, his tone low but firm, leaving no room for disobedience.
Rajni hesitated for a moment, her body stiff with unease, but she slowly rose from the floor, her movements tentative and unsteady. She positioned herself over him as instructed, her legs trembling as they straddled his lap, her body pressing against his in an intimate manner that made her breath hitch.
Her most private part came into direct contact with his through with nothing separating them. She couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze, knowing full well the smirk of satisfaction or mockery she would find there. Instead, she fixed her eyes on his shoulder, hoping to focus on anything but the situation she was in.
Ratnesh’s hands came to rest on her waist, his grip firm yet calculated, as though testing how far he could go before breaking her completely. "Mujhe apne haath mei le aur apne andar daal" Rajni felt her mouth drying as she held his hard member in her hand and placed it on opening of herself.
"Ab dheere dheere baith" that was what Rajni did, she started to lower herself slowly on his Shaft and let out a moan when the tip of his Shaft hit a particular spot inside her, her mouth parted open as she felt him so deep inside her.
"Kaisa laga" the smirk dancing on Ratnesh's lips didn’t bother her at the moment, Rajni was so lost in the feeling of him so deep inside her, at the moment all shame and fear she has felt just a moment ago flew out of the window, he was almost going beyond the vagina and touching somewhere in her womb.
"Ahhhh" she let out a mewl and threw her head back when Ratnesh rubbed her nub with his thumb.
"Ab hill" he commanded and helped her in starting before leaving her on her own, Rajni moved up and down on his Shaft, throwing her head back in pleasure, her eyes rolled back in her head as she let out another loud moan when his Shaft hitted her g-spot once again, the image she created at the moment made Ratnesh still and admire her, he enjoyed the feeling and let her do the work, he felt her tightening around him and fastening the pace as she neared her orgasm, but before she could reach it, Ratnesh pulled her against his chest and held her tightly there but not for any romantic reasons, it was to stop her from moving and reaching the escasty she was about to reach, his hand moved behind her and grazed the brown winking hole of her anus, Rajni's eyes widened when she felt him pushing a finger in there..
"Chote thakur" She opened her mouth to protest but one look from him made her shut her mouth, he bought the same finger upto her lips.
"Le choos ishe" he ordered, Rajni twisted her mouth in disgust shaking her head negatively.
"Maine kaha Randi choos ishe" Ratnesh boomed angrily and forced her mouth open before pushing his three fingers inside her mouth till deep in her throat and started to fuck her mouth with his finger wildly. Rajni gagged several times and felt the urge to vomit.
"Ratnesh aaram se" Srikant who was only watching till now said, he reached out to stop his brother "Aaram se kar, muh phaad dega kya ishka" he scolded, Ratnesh gave Rajni an angry look and pulled his finger out from her mouth, his hold on her jaw still firm and tight.
"Dubara agar naa bola toh maar daalunga tere ko beh*****d" he threatened and Rajni looked at him scared with tears streaming down from her eyes.
"Samjhi?" He asked and she nodded positively not daring to say a word.
"Aise nahi toh waise saja toh milegi tujhe, socha tha aaj tujh pe Reham Karunga par tu Raand ye chahti hi nahi hai to theek hai" he pushed her away from his lap and down on floor "chal Bade Thakur ki patloon khol aur chadh ja waise jaise mujhpe chadhi thi" He ordered and without wasting any second Rajni got into the action, she pulled Srikant’s Pajama string open, he raised his hips letting her remove it from him completely.
This time Rajni didn’t enjoy the feeling of Shaft entering her vagina she was too scared to what Ratnesh was going to do then enjoy the hard and rigid Shaft rubbing her inside wall in most sensual way.
Srikant felt the tension in her body held her waist and started to move her up and down on his ready Shaft, Ratnesh pushed his middle finger once again in her mouth before placing it at the entrance of her anus hole, Rajni stilled when she felt him pushing the finger deep inside her from behind.
"Ungghhhhh" a moan mixed with pain a pleasure skipped her mouth, Srikant didn’t stop moving her on top of him, hitting her g-spot repeatedly to distract her, Rajni was too much caught in pain and pleasure as she felt him pushing two more digits inside her anus.
Her mouth parted open as the sharp pain hitted her, she felt like her backdoor was being teared open "unnnggghhhh, Huhhhh unhhhhh" she let out the moans and let her head fall on Srikant’s shoulder, Ratnesh thrusted her finger in and out of her and kept spitting on her anus hole time to time to keep the lubrication.
Rajni felt so full from both end, even though the searing pain on her behind was still there but so was the pleasure which has started to build in pit of her stomach, she once again felt herself nearing the orgasm, as tears of pain, pleasure and shame streamed down from her eyes.
"Daal de" Srikant said when he felt Rajni tightening more and more around him, Ratnesh pulled his finger out from her winking brown hole and placed the top of his Shaft on the opening, he started to push inside her slowly ignoring her once pleasurable moan turning into painful one, more and more tears spilled out from her eyes as she resisted his entry inside her.
Ratnesh growing frustrated with how she was closing herself pulled her hair harshly "Aaram se reh Randi" he ordered and Rajni relaxed her body little, taking it as a chance Ratnesh pushed himself inside her in a go, a scream left her mouth.
"Ahhhhhh ahhhh" she moaned in pain, her both hole tightly wrapping around the Shaft making both man moan.
"Suru kre?" Ratnesh asked and Srikant nodded in affirmation, setting a rhythm, Ratnesh and Srikant started to move inside her together, Rajni felt full so full, the pain hitting her along the shiver of pleasures she was getting when either of them hit a spot, she felt a hand wrapping around her left breast and a mouth connecting to her right breast, she didn’t need to open the eyes to know what belong to who, a shiver of sensation travelled down to her vagina when Ratnesh pulled and pinched her left nipple roughly and Srikant teased it with his teeth.
"Unghhh unghh" She moaned , her one wrapped around Srikant's head on her breast and another travelled back to touch Ratnesh's face as she adjusted to the feeling of both man moving inside her simultaneously.
"Randi hai tu Randi" Ratnesh whispered in her ear and both brother increased the speed.
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