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The doors of the room parted slowly as she walked in like a lioness on the hunt. Gone was the tight black blazers and short skirts she had made her uniform of intimidation. In its place only a red saree regaled her dusky skin, her curvy Amazon body brazenly on show, glistening, oiled to perfection. Those big brown tits and ass wrapped like a present in her matching red blouse and petticoat, the pallu did little but showcase her cleavage and navel that had been on display throughout their wedding ceremony. The excessive jewelry was gone and only her gold Mangalsutra remained perfectly placed between her trembling cleavage. She wasn't nervous and if she was, you definitely couldn't tell. Her hypnotic green eyes were daggers penetrating directly into the "luckiest bastard she had ever met" 's soul.
Her husband sat back in awe of his blessings, praising the gods for the goddess that was in front of him. He had seen her before with two guns in hand pointing directly at him and his father. But now she only held a tall glass of milk. What a night it was about to be, he was salivating in front of his bride just thinking about it. He knew he had to stop as soon as she started to laugh. He couldn't be weak, not in front of the Lady Don herself. All the sacrifices he had to commit to get in this position, all the friends he had to screw over. All the efforts of his father. He was finally about to make his wildest fantasies a reality. Now was not the time to get intimidated.
As she watched the spoilt son of the Kumar family drooling at her sight, she put a bangle and Heena bejeweled hand on her curvy waist and couldn't stop laughing in amusement. Before he had a chance to react, her graceful feet rose to his chest, as she balanced herself completely on one leg. Her saree and petticoat fell back up to her mid-thigh, as her tiny red string panties was put on display, for anyone who would care to peak underneath. Her husband was too nervous though, gulping in heavy breaths.
"This is what you wanted isn't it, Raju? The Lady Don in front of your bed ready to celebrate your dirty little Suhagraat (first night of marriage). How does this saree you gifted look on me? I know you picked the sluttiest design.
Raju could only remain dumb and sweat profusely.
"You wanted the whole association to see me like this, didn't you? You desired to display me off as your trophy. And you got exactly what you wanted. All thanks to your father. As you know we made a deal. And I am a woman of my words."
As she spoke, her free hand snaked up his body, opening the top buttons of his kurta, playing with his chest hair, before grabbing him roughly by the back of his head.
"Open up honey." She teased him in her most lusty voice before putting the glass of milk to his lips. He tried his best to drink down the liquid till he choked and started coughing, getting the milk all over himself. As he tried to catch his breath, she stood back smirking.
"What was that for?" He glared at her trying to summon up all his courage and bravado.
"You've got everything you wanted all your life and very easily too, haven't you Raju?"
She Porno (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/guzel-porno) had a heavenly face, high cheekbones, pouty lips and the perfect slim supermodel nose. But her smile was devilish. That of a street punk who would harass your wife for no reason. Slapping her ass as you passed by, daring you to do something. All her new found sophistication and money couldn't hide her slum dwelling roots. The places and experiences molded her into a ruthless killer and that's why her rise in the underworld was so momentous. Many competitors claimed to have used her services when she worked as a bar dancer in her younger years, but no one dared verify that rumor in front of her face. That's all they remained as, rumors and illicit gossip, while more and more of these tough men fell in line after witnessing her wrath. She soon ruled the underworld with an iron fist at the mere age of 27.
Rajesh Kumar had been watching everything from the sidelines, having been taught to follow the happenings of all organized crime under his father's tutelage. Ravi Kumar himself held the crown for the most corrupt businessman of India, amassing large amount of money and property with connections to the upper echelons of politicians and the grimiest gangsters. Even with all of the information, his son Raju was a nerd with a silver spoon disinterested in the world until he found Roza.
"You've been given everything you ever wanted by your rich daddy. He even tried to buy me at first. I had to admire the audacity of the old man. He was very lucky I was in a celebratory mood that day. But he kept persisting for over two years, until we finally reached a mutual understanding. He had to do a lot of bending over backwards, but finally he achieved your fantasies for you. I know you have been using all that time to jerk off looking at my wanted pictures."
Her lusty voice broke him out of his trance. He had no idea if she was just saying things, or if she actually knew that's exactly what he was doing. There were some pictures he found after hiring some hackers to get into top secret databases. They were shots of The Lady Don in Cabo, on work or vacation, which was still a mystery. But they had captured shots of her getting out her private pool in the smallest green bikini. If Raju looked closed enough, he could see her wet cameltoe, her areolas barely covered with two tiny triangles of her top, indented by her hard chocolate nipples. He had cum so many times on the shots of her curvy bottom, two perfect globes of brown flesh with a single lime green thread separating them and covering up that brown star.
Now staring into her eyes, he knew the pictures were nothing compared to the real thing. He had to act quickly on this chance of a lifetime.
Trying to deepen his voice he rose up from the bed.
"Roza" even her name sounded divine on his tongue. "Yes, I make no qualms about being a spoilt bastard who used his father to get whatever he wanted in life." He walked closer to her finally getting a handle on his fear. His already wet pajamas hid the spot of precum from his hardening dick as he stopped thinking with his brain. Altyazılı Porno (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/alt-porno) Grabbing her arm, he pulled her around to him. "And now as per my demand, I own the Lady Don as well."
Her designer blouse was backless, except for a single flimsy knot. He swabbed at it in wild excitement as he held her by her naked shoulders, rubbing up on her and breathing on her neck.
He could see her look of disgust in the huge mirror, at the end of the room, directly facing the bed, also a disguised entrance into the closet.
"So how are you going to use me, Raju?"
She arched her back, rubbing against his hard cock despite her glare. The Lady Don was truly at his service. If Raju was anywhere close to his senses, he would have been taken aback at the sudden transformation of the Lioness of Mumbai into his purring housecat, but he didn't have to time to ponder the change, for the first time in his life Raju was a man of action.
"I will destroy you and each of your holes Meri Rani (My Queen) ", he grunted before biting the side of her bejeweled ears and slapping her smooth saree clad ass cheeks.
All he got was a lusty moan and an ear-to-ear smile that somehow inflamed his soul even more.
Grabbing her long black hair in a fist he drove her forward all the way to the mirror, before pressing her against it roughly. His cock stabbing the folds of her naked waist, as she kept her 5'10 curvy Amazonian body arched.
He tore open her blouse letting it drop, joining the pallu dragging on the floor. With another hard smack on her jiggling ass, he stepped back dazed, looking at what he had just done to the most dangerous woman in India. The ruthless killer, the leader with an iron fist, the protector of the slums, wanted by police around the world, stood with her legs spread, her pendulous brown boobs and hard chocolate nipples pressed against hard glass, panting like a bitch in heat.
All his bravado was gone in a second. Failing to capitalize on his advantage, he began to shiver, his legs failing him, as he slowly sat back on his bed. The drums beating hard during his moments of almost demonic lust, now came to a standstill and only the tense silence remained. Then she turned around, and there was the goddess of destruction before him in flesh.
The look on her face screamed death and Raju was sure the hundreds that had seen it, hadn't survived to tell the story. Her dainty nose flared and she stepped towards him with purpose. Even in his moments of terror, he couldn't take his eyes of those DD breasts, the color of the richest caramel, so heavy and round with nothing else covering them other than the golden necklace, he had tied around her neck. A sign of their holy union. His eyes traced her hands as she took off the remains of her red saree leaving her 36-24-36 body in just in a petticoat with daring slits on both sides, all the way up to her hips. His cock couldn't have got any harder seeing her in the exact undergarments he had picked, despite the precariousness of his situation. But he had no idea about her surprise addition, till he saw her bronzed and beautifully muscled Brazzers (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/brazzers) legs, peaking out every chance they got, and finally laid eyes on the small revolver strapped to the inside of her upper thigh. This was his end, he was sure.
As she reached towards him, she pulled one of his belts laying on the table, along with a suit for his anniversary party the next night. Sadly, an outfit he would never get to wear. He tried to gauge by her expression, if she would shoot him in the head or choke him to death with his own belt, but to no avail. The only emotion he was feeling off her beautiful glare was dread. That was until she stepped close, backhanded him hard across his face and burst into laughter. He watched her delicious tits jiggling before his cheek started stinging and he could feel the red handprint forming on his pale skin.
"Waah mere Sher (my lion). I knew lust could drive men crazy, but I never thought it would make you not care for your life. "
He waited with a hard dick and cold sweat breaking out all over his body for his execution, saying a prayer in his head and consoling himself, by thinking about the exquisite vision presented before him in his final moments.
Roza did nothing but slowly put her hands behind her back and drop to her knees in front of him. To his shock, as she bent forward and loosened the thread of his pajama with her teeth, he saw she had tied her own hands behind her back, with his belt. The stuff of "every vengeful man, woman, and all the world's leading intelligence organization's" wet dreams, was now presented to him in his bedroom. The Lady Don finally cuffed, on her knees with her hands tied behind her back.
His eyes roved back to his goddess as she bit the top of his waistband and dragged his pants down with a feral sneer. He lifted his hips and helped her, as his unfashionable tightie whites were exposed, still unable to wrap his mind around what was happening. As his pants dropped to his feet, his hands started working on their own accord, lifting his shirt over his head, baring his pale, slightly hairy, out of shape body. His lioness sat back now watching him like a prey, even with her hands tied behind her back, smiling coyly, like any normal sexy newly-wed wife.
"Come closer Raju." She called him in an angelic voice, juxtaposed with her devilish smirk. "I thought being with a worthless worm like you would be no fun. And I planned on assassinating your entire household tonight." Just as she said this, very casually, a little shift bared her fleshy thigh strapped with her gun.
"But now I think I underestimated how much of a bastard you could be. Come here mere Raja and prove to me why Roza should let you live."
This bitch! This she devil! This slum dweller slut! Bar dancing whore!
Raju jumped to his feet now, having lost himself again, but now in equal part rage and equal part lust.
He tore his underwear off with all the strength he could muster, freeing his steel hard 6-inch uncut cock, which had been leaking since the beginning of the night.
Now naked, he stalked down the great Lady Don, slapping her hard with his dick, knocking her off balance with his sudden ferocity, before she immediately recovered from the surprise attack.
Tonight, he would tame this wild bitch and make her his personal slave. He promised on his father's name.
What happens next?
Part 2 coming soon.
Her husband sat back in awe of his blessings, praising the gods for the goddess that was in front of him. He had seen her before with two guns in hand pointing directly at him and his father. But now she only held a tall glass of milk. What a night it was about to be, he was salivating in front of his bride just thinking about it. He knew he had to stop as soon as she started to laugh. He couldn't be weak, not in front of the Lady Don herself. All the sacrifices he had to commit to get in this position, all the friends he had to screw over. All the efforts of his father. He was finally about to make his wildest fantasies a reality. Now was not the time to get intimidated.
As she watched the spoilt son of the Kumar family drooling at her sight, she put a bangle and Heena bejeweled hand on her curvy waist and couldn't stop laughing in amusement. Before he had a chance to react, her graceful feet rose to his chest, as she balanced herself completely on one leg. Her saree and petticoat fell back up to her mid-thigh, as her tiny red string panties was put on display, for anyone who would care to peak underneath. Her husband was too nervous though, gulping in heavy breaths.
"This is what you wanted isn't it, Raju? The Lady Don in front of your bed ready to celebrate your dirty little Suhagraat (first night of marriage). How does this saree you gifted look on me? I know you picked the sluttiest design.
Raju could only remain dumb and sweat profusely.
"You wanted the whole association to see me like this, didn't you? You desired to display me off as your trophy. And you got exactly what you wanted. All thanks to your father. As you know we made a deal. And I am a woman of my words."
As she spoke, her free hand snaked up his body, opening the top buttons of his kurta, playing with his chest hair, before grabbing him roughly by the back of his head.
"Open up honey." She teased him in her most lusty voice before putting the glass of milk to his lips. He tried his best to drink down the liquid till he choked and started coughing, getting the milk all over himself. As he tried to catch his breath, she stood back smirking.
"What was that for?" He glared at her trying to summon up all his courage and bravado.
"You've got everything you wanted all your life and very easily too, haven't you Raju?"
She Porno (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/guzel-porno) had a heavenly face, high cheekbones, pouty lips and the perfect slim supermodel nose. But her smile was devilish. That of a street punk who would harass your wife for no reason. Slapping her ass as you passed by, daring you to do something. All her new found sophistication and money couldn't hide her slum dwelling roots. The places and experiences molded her into a ruthless killer and that's why her rise in the underworld was so momentous. Many competitors claimed to have used her services when she worked as a bar dancer in her younger years, but no one dared verify that rumor in front of her face. That's all they remained as, rumors and illicit gossip, while more and more of these tough men fell in line after witnessing her wrath. She soon ruled the underworld with an iron fist at the mere age of 27.
Rajesh Kumar had been watching everything from the sidelines, having been taught to follow the happenings of all organized crime under his father's tutelage. Ravi Kumar himself held the crown for the most corrupt businessman of India, amassing large amount of money and property with connections to the upper echelons of politicians and the grimiest gangsters. Even with all of the information, his son Raju was a nerd with a silver spoon disinterested in the world until he found Roza.
"You've been given everything you ever wanted by your rich daddy. He even tried to buy me at first. I had to admire the audacity of the old man. He was very lucky I was in a celebratory mood that day. But he kept persisting for over two years, until we finally reached a mutual understanding. He had to do a lot of bending over backwards, but finally he achieved your fantasies for you. I know you have been using all that time to jerk off looking at my wanted pictures."
Her lusty voice broke him out of his trance. He had no idea if she was just saying things, or if she actually knew that's exactly what he was doing. There were some pictures he found after hiring some hackers to get into top secret databases. They were shots of The Lady Don in Cabo, on work or vacation, which was still a mystery. But they had captured shots of her getting out her private pool in the smallest green bikini. If Raju looked closed enough, he could see her wet cameltoe, her areolas barely covered with two tiny triangles of her top, indented by her hard chocolate nipples. He had cum so many times on the shots of her curvy bottom, two perfect globes of brown flesh with a single lime green thread separating them and covering up that brown star.
Now staring into her eyes, he knew the pictures were nothing compared to the real thing. He had to act quickly on this chance of a lifetime.
Trying to deepen his voice he rose up from the bed.
"Roza" even her name sounded divine on his tongue. "Yes, I make no qualms about being a spoilt bastard who used his father to get whatever he wanted in life." He walked closer to her finally getting a handle on his fear. His already wet pajamas hid the spot of precum from his hardening dick as he stopped thinking with his brain. Altyazılı Porno (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/alt-porno) Grabbing her arm, he pulled her around to him. "And now as per my demand, I own the Lady Don as well."
Her designer blouse was backless, except for a single flimsy knot. He swabbed at it in wild excitement as he held her by her naked shoulders, rubbing up on her and breathing on her neck.
He could see her look of disgust in the huge mirror, at the end of the room, directly facing the bed, also a disguised entrance into the closet.
"So how are you going to use me, Raju?"
She arched her back, rubbing against his hard cock despite her glare. The Lady Don was truly at his service. If Raju was anywhere close to his senses, he would have been taken aback at the sudden transformation of the Lioness of Mumbai into his purring housecat, but he didn't have to time to ponder the change, for the first time in his life Raju was a man of action.
"I will destroy you and each of your holes Meri Rani (My Queen) ", he grunted before biting the side of her bejeweled ears and slapping her smooth saree clad ass cheeks.
All he got was a lusty moan and an ear-to-ear smile that somehow inflamed his soul even more.
Grabbing her long black hair in a fist he drove her forward all the way to the mirror, before pressing her against it roughly. His cock stabbing the folds of her naked waist, as she kept her 5'10 curvy Amazonian body arched.
He tore open her blouse letting it drop, joining the pallu dragging on the floor. With another hard smack on her jiggling ass, he stepped back dazed, looking at what he had just done to the most dangerous woman in India. The ruthless killer, the leader with an iron fist, the protector of the slums, wanted by police around the world, stood with her legs spread, her pendulous brown boobs and hard chocolate nipples pressed against hard glass, panting like a bitch in heat.
All his bravado was gone in a second. Failing to capitalize on his advantage, he began to shiver, his legs failing him, as he slowly sat back on his bed. The drums beating hard during his moments of almost demonic lust, now came to a standstill and only the tense silence remained. Then she turned around, and there was the goddess of destruction before him in flesh.
The look on her face screamed death and Raju was sure the hundreds that had seen it, hadn't survived to tell the story. Her dainty nose flared and she stepped towards him with purpose. Even in his moments of terror, he couldn't take his eyes of those DD breasts, the color of the richest caramel, so heavy and round with nothing else covering them other than the golden necklace, he had tied around her neck. A sign of their holy union. His eyes traced her hands as she took off the remains of her red saree leaving her 36-24-36 body in just in a petticoat with daring slits on both sides, all the way up to her hips. His cock couldn't have got any harder seeing her in the exact undergarments he had picked, despite the precariousness of his situation. But he had no idea about her surprise addition, till he saw her bronzed and beautifully muscled Brazzers (https://qiqitv.info/kategori/brazzers) legs, peaking out every chance they got, and finally laid eyes on the small revolver strapped to the inside of her upper thigh. This was his end, he was sure.
As she reached towards him, she pulled one of his belts laying on the table, along with a suit for his anniversary party the next night. Sadly, an outfit he would never get to wear. He tried to gauge by her expression, if she would shoot him in the head or choke him to death with his own belt, but to no avail. The only emotion he was feeling off her beautiful glare was dread. That was until she stepped close, backhanded him hard across his face and burst into laughter. He watched her delicious tits jiggling before his cheek started stinging and he could feel the red handprint forming on his pale skin.
"Waah mere Sher (my lion). I knew lust could drive men crazy, but I never thought it would make you not care for your life. "
He waited with a hard dick and cold sweat breaking out all over his body for his execution, saying a prayer in his head and consoling himself, by thinking about the exquisite vision presented before him in his final moments.
Roza did nothing but slowly put her hands behind her back and drop to her knees in front of him. To his shock, as she bent forward and loosened the thread of his pajama with her teeth, he saw she had tied her own hands behind her back, with his belt. The stuff of "every vengeful man, woman, and all the world's leading intelligence organization's" wet dreams, was now presented to him in his bedroom. The Lady Don finally cuffed, on her knees with her hands tied behind her back.
His eyes roved back to his goddess as she bit the top of his waistband and dragged his pants down with a feral sneer. He lifted his hips and helped her, as his unfashionable tightie whites were exposed, still unable to wrap his mind around what was happening. As his pants dropped to his feet, his hands started working on their own accord, lifting his shirt over his head, baring his pale, slightly hairy, out of shape body. His lioness sat back now watching him like a prey, even with her hands tied behind her back, smiling coyly, like any normal sexy newly-wed wife.
"Come closer Raju." She called him in an angelic voice, juxtaposed with her devilish smirk. "I thought being with a worthless worm like you would be no fun. And I planned on assassinating your entire household tonight." Just as she said this, very casually, a little shift bared her fleshy thigh strapped with her gun.
"But now I think I underestimated how much of a bastard you could be. Come here mere Raja and prove to me why Roza should let you live."
This bitch! This she devil! This slum dweller slut! Bar dancing whore!
Raju jumped to his feet now, having lost himself again, but now in equal part rage and equal part lust.
He tore his underwear off with all the strength he could muster, freeing his steel hard 6-inch uncut cock, which had been leaking since the beginning of the night.
Now naked, he stalked down the great Lady Don, slapping her hard with his dick, knocking her off balance with his sudden ferocity, before she immediately recovered from the surprise attack.
Tonight, he would tame this wild bitch and make her his personal slave. He promised on his father's name.
What happens next?
Part 2 coming soon.