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The room went deathly quiet as words slipped out. Karan looked at me with deep confusion, his grip tightening a little bit. “With whom?” he asked loudly.
I swallowed hard, the truth finally coming out from my fear. “Renu. On my birthday, I came downstairs to get ice cream for Ritika. And I see both of you kissing in the kitchen. I think you’re playing a sick game with both mom and daughter. Renu Young, so I decided to sacrifice my own happiness for her. But that day, right after being with Renu, you came straight to me as if nothing had happened. I got so angry and disgusted, I lost my mind and slapped you. I am so sorry, Karan.”
Hearing this does not make him calm at all. Instead, it makes him angrier. His eyes were full of a dangerous look. He forcefully pushes me back on the bed, stepping up and pinning me down under his heavy body. He grabs the thin fabric of my red babydoll nighty in his tight hand, twisting it hard on my skin.
Looking down on me with full anger, he shouts right in my face, “If you sacrifice me for your daughter, then why the fuck are you trying to become my slut today? I’m a man, not your fucking toy, okay? You can’t just push me away when you want and then pull me back to your bed the moment you feel lonely and hurt!”
That time, I was fully broken by his power and anger. For one second, I want to shout the full truth—tell him Renu is a total slut who only uses him for her selfish work. But suddenly, one scary thought stopped me. Telling him this will break his heart more.
I already broke his trust, and now knowing my daughter is just playing with him will destroy him fully. I’m also scared that if he knows the truth about Renu, he might treat her the same as he’s treating me right now—making her his helpless whore. So, I keep my mouth shut about Renu’s dirty secrets.
Instead, I decide to use my body to make him forget his anger. I fast reach up, grab his shirt tight, and pull him down in a hard, desperate kiss. I take control of kiss, putting all my love and lust inside, trying to make his mind go fully crazy.
Breaking kiss for one second, I go near his ear and whisper slowly in a sexy, begging voice, “I am so sorry, Karan. I really can’t live without you and your big cock. Please, take me back.”
But Karan is still too angry about the fall in the trick. He forcefully pulls my hands off him, stands up straight from bed, and looks down on me with cold, dirty eyes.
“I am not hungry for you anymore,” he says, cutting all my desires in one second.
I pull his hand back hard and say with sudden anger, “Okay, fine! Leave me then. But if you walk out that door, I will tell everything to Ritika. I will tell her exactly how her husband is playing with both my daughter and me. And for proof, you have enough of my videos.”
I stand up, looking at him proudly, and shout, “You want to open my secret here? Go! I don’t care if everyone knows I am fucking slut. But I will open your secret everywhere. Don’t worry about my respect. I don’t even own this place; it’s just a rented house for me! But you and your family live right here permanently. You have everything to lose.”
I do not really want to threaten him or ruin lives like this, but the intense, burning heat in my pussy makes me fully crazy. I want his big dick inside me at any cost, and I’m ready to play dirty to get it.
Karan stopped for one second, his eyes turning fully dark with shock and anger. Then, he jumped on me and gave one more brutal slap right on my face. This is the hardest one. I fully lose balance and fall on the bed, feeling dizzy and almost blacking out for a moment.
He stepped over to the bed, standing above me, and growled, “Go! Do whatever the fuck you want! But before you do anything, I am making a video call to Renu right now. I will show her exactly how her sick, dirty mother is lying in bed, wearing this cheap whore nighty, begging me to bang her, and threatening to ruin my life if I don’t.”
He holds his mobile screen right in front of my face and says, “I record every single thing you just say to me. Every single threat is saved right here in my phone.”
Hearing this, full fear came inside me. I’m in very big trouble now.
I start crying crazily and say, “Karan, you still don’t understand me. I am so sorry. I can’t live without you for one single day. I love you so much. Please accept me with my daughter.”
Karan smiled, dirty, looking down on me in bed, and said, “Then you should think about all this before raising your hand to slap me.”
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I wipe my tears and whisper, “Karan, you already hit me so many times today.”
“So you’re counting my slaps now, right?” he shouted, voice full of deep pain. “But what about my real feelings for you? I treat you like an angel, and you treat me like a devil! One thousand slaps on your face can’t match how much I’m hurting inside. I came here ready to forget everything, but you make this fully unforgivable with your threats.”
Feeling fully defeated, I ask him softly, “What can I do for you now?”
He turns his face away in disgust and says, “The anger I have for you can’t finish so easily. I hate you.”
Hearing this, the desperate heat inside me takes full control. I look straight in his angry eyes and say, “Okay, you hate me. Then fuck me with all your hate! Today, don’t leave this bed until all your anger is fully gone from your body. Just treat me like your fucking bitch and do whatever you want.”
He looks at me with cold eyes and says, “I don’t have any trust left in you.”
He lifted his mobile phone, pointing the camera straight at my face, and said, “Say everything on record right now. Speak that you are a dirty slut. Speak, you love getting banged by young boys. Say everything you did, you did by your own choice. Say you force Karan to do this, and you told him fuck you, like his personal slut.”
I look at the lens of the camera, my mind fully numb, knowing I have no choice but to give him exactly what he wants to finish his anger. Karan moved close to me, his eyes dark with a mix of anger and sudden lust.
He grabbed my jaw tightly in his hand, forcing me to look up at him, and the pressure sent sharp pain in my face. Without a word, he leans down and kisses me wildly, forcing his tongue in my mouth and moving it against mine with full dominance.
While kissing me without breath, he reached over and roughly pulled down the straps of my red babydoll nighty. He slides his hand inside the fabric, pulls one boob fully out, and starts sucking my nipple with heavy force.
I let out a loud moan, a mix of sharp pain and full pleasure inside the quiet bedroom. My fingers hold his hair tight, keeping him against me. To charge him more and fully break his control. I pull my lips back a little bit.
I whisper breathlessly right on his mouth, “Yes, Karan… hurt me more. Press them as hard as you want. Your slut deserves all your anger. Look how hard you make me. Don’t stop, baby… just take me, dominate me full, and fuck all anger out of your body!”
Karan looks down on me and says, “Take my clothes off.”
I reach out and start opening his shirt buttons gently, trying to make him calm, but he quickly catches my hands in a tight grip and pulls them away. “Not like this, you bitch,” he growled.
“Act like bitch. You’re my fucking whore now. Get down on your knees and ask me for my dick. Beg for my hard dick. Only then will I allow you, and then you will act like a total whore. I am going to record every single thing on my phone. Are you ready?”
I look up at him, intense heat inside me fully destroying any pride left. I go in a sexy, submissive position, look straight into his camera lens, and say in a deep breath voice, “I will do anything for you, Karan. Just get on this bed and fuck my pussy hard.”
I slowly slide off the bed and fall on my knees right in front of him on the floor. I look up at him, eyes big and full of submission, staring directly at his unzipped pants where his dick is already becoming thick. I reach out, soft wrapping my hands around his thighs, and let out a soft, shaking sigh.
“Please, Karan,” I whisper, making my voice full of breath and desperation. “Look at your dirty slut on her knees for you. I am begging you for your big cock. My pussy is so hot and salty, with juice dripping, just waiting for you to punish it. Please give it to me, baby. Let me serve your dick.”
Karan looks down on me through his phone camera, a dark, happy smile on his face. “That’s exactly where you belong,” he growled. “Look how desperate you are. Go, open and clean me like a good little whore.”
With my heart running fast, I reach for his pants button, hands shaking a little bit with excitement. I fasten it and slide his pants and underwear down his legs together, making him step out of them. He stood fully naked in front of me, his hard dick standing tall and jumping right in front of my face.
I can’t wait one more second. I lean in, wrapping one hand around the base of his thick shaft, and open my mouth wide. I slide my lips over the wet head of his dick, taking it deep in my throat.
I start suck him rhythmically, moving my tongue all around the sensitive tip while looking up in his eyes, making sure the camera catches every single part of his pleasure.
I slowly pull my mouth away from his fully hard dick, and the thick line of spit stretching between his cock and my lips. It’s perfect proof of how much heavy pleasure I give him and how wet I make it.
I look up at him and give a slow, naughty smile. I can see satisfaction and lust on his face; he looks fully trapped. Inside, deep thrill and happiness come to me. I realise I am actually fully enjoying acting like his submissive slut.
In that moment, tension changes—it feels exactly like intense, high-risk erotic role-play of full dominance and control. I know right then, Karan passed the point of no return.
There is no way he is walking out of this room without burying himself inside me, because I drive him fully crazy with desire. I reach for the end of my red nighty, preparing to pull it over my head and become fully naked for him.
But Karan immediately stopped my hands, his voice tight and heavy. “Don’t take it off,” he says, eyes locked on my body. “Leave it on. I want fuck you right in this slut look. Seeing you like this makes me ten times harder.”
With Renu away for three full days, Usha aunty has completely crossed the line into a dark world of total submission. How far will Karan take this intense game of control?
The boundaries are gone, and the real thrill is about to begin! Stay tuned for the next part! Send your feedback to .