Back in time to his wedding night, Raj Chowdhury carried his new bride Shalini in his arms into his bedroom from the courtyard of his haveli where Shalini's mother Purnima was riding Raj 's father's cock on the sofa and where the Chief Minister of the state was face fucking the maid Radha bai on another sofa.

Shalini and Raj were kissing passionately. Raj was drunk and had just a few hours before violently deflowered (for all practical purposes - raped) Shalini, bent over his father's desk in front of her own father as her own mother was fucked by the elder Chowdhury . It had been a lesson that Raj had to teach his new bride to ensure that she understood her position -- yes, she was now the mistress of the house (since Raj 's mother had passed away many years ago) and would have the high societal status of " Chowdhury ain" (wife of the Chowdhury ), but for the Chowdhury she was just a set of holes he would use for his pleasure and a breeding vessel to give him an heir.

Now the virile and powerful Raj Chowdhury french-kissed his new bride as he carried her in his arms into his bedroom, Shalini felt a wetness building inside her cunt. She had felt shame earlier in the evening when Raj had raped & deflowered her because even then her cunt had become very wet and she had her first ever orgasm. Now she had that same feeling as her husband's tongue fought hers in her mouth.

Raj placed his wife on the marital bed which had been decorated with roses and other flowery accessories. In fact, Raj 's half-sister (and regular fucktoy) Vaishali and her mother Radha had been the ones to decorate this room just a few minutes after Raj had emptied yet another load of his cum into Vaishali's already pregnant womb earlier that afternoon.

Raj said to his new bride: "Shalini, meri Chowdhury ain, nangi ho ja tu. Jaldi. Tujhay bahut kuch seekhna hai" (Shalini, my wife, strip naked now quickly. You have to learn a lot)

Then he rang a bell that was by his bed and was connected to the kitchen area. There were two bells -- one from the elder Chowdhury room and one from his room. Each had its distinct ring tone. Within 2 minutes, Vaishali came running into his bedroom. She was wearing her best salwaar kurta and a fair amount of gold jewelry (bangles, chains, nose ring, earrings) that her master had gifted her over the course of their relationship. Her silky, black thigh-length hair was tied up in a bun. She knew why she had been summoned and inwardly she smiled and was happy that the father of her children wanted to bring her into his marital bed. She felt proud that she was his half-sister by blood (her biological father was the elder Chowdhury ), and even prouder to have borne him a child and have another one in her womb then. He had promised her that his marriage would not change the fact that he would continue fucking her and breeding her for the foreseeable future.

By the time Vaishali came near the marital bed, Shalini had disrobed and removed all the heavy bridal jewelry. Her long hair had already been opened from its neatly tied bun a few hours before when her husband had unceremoniously raped her, side by side her mother who was simultaneously being similarly ravaged by the elder Chowdhury . After the men had satiated their lust (as the wedding celebrations raged on outside in the courtyard), Shalini had made the mistake of trying to tie back her hair into a bun to maintain a semblance of modesty before limping out of the elder Chowdhury office back in front of the assembled guests. That action had enraged Raj Chowdhury and he had viciously grabbed her bun and yanked it open before it could be fully tied.

Raj had warned her then: "Haramzadi saali Shalini. Teri jurrat kaise hui ki baal baandh sakay mujhse poochay bina. Iss ghar ka riwaaz hai ki jab hum Chowdhury kisi aurat ka juda khol dete hain chudai ke samay to woh aurat bina humari ijazat ke wapas baal nahi bandh sakti hai. Samjhi tu" (You fucking bitch Shalini. How dare you tie up your hair without asking my permission. The rule of this house is that when we Chowdhury men open a woman's hair when we are fucking her, that woman cannot tie back her hair without our permission. Do you understand?)

Shalini was shyly standing by the marital bed with her hands over her blouse and wearing only a petticoat. The only jewelry she had on was a mangalsutra that her husband had given her after their pheras and some gold bangles.

Vaishali came running towards her half-brother who was almost fully naked by then. His massive cock was at half mast and without preamble, Vaishali automatically went down on her knees in front of him as he sat at the foot of the bed. She had been well trained and immediately began to lick Raj 's cock (which still had the dried, bloody reminders of Shalini and Smita's hymens on it). As she licked the rapidly hardening shaft she looked up at her master and smiled naughtily. Shalini was stunned by this sight and even though Raj had told her he would continue to fuck Vaishali, her brain could not process what was happening. Raj , his perineum now being licked by his half-sister and fucktoy, yanked at Shalini's blouse as she stood beside him and tore it to shreds. The buttons went flying around them. Raj was furious to see that Shalini was wearing a red bra. He made a mental note to tell his father that HIS concubine Purnima had not done her motherly duties while dressing her daughter for the wedding.

Raj (in between loud moans of pleasure as Vaishali fellated his cock and licked his anus): "Shalini agar mainay iss ghar mein tujhay kabhi bra pehene dekha fir se, mein teri aisi halat karunga ki tu samaaj mein muh dikhane layak nahi rahegi. Aur panty bhi kabhi nahi pehen sakti tu siway jab tera mahina chal raha ho. Samajh ja. Dekh Vaishali na bra na panty peheni hai. Teri raand maa Purnima bhi kabhi nahi pehenti hai" (Shalini - if I ever see you wearing a bra in this house, I will do things to you that will make you unfit to appear in society. And you are only allowed to wear panties when you are menstruating. Understood? Look at Vaishali. She is wearing neither a bra nor a panty. Your whore mother Purnima also never wears either).

Shalini quickly removed her bra. Her tits were immediately attacked by her husband. Shalini was more well endowed than Vaishali and the Chowdhury lustily mauled and sucked his new property as Vaishali continued to suck, lick and slurp his cock. The sounds of Vaishali's cocksucking were clearly audible. Suddenly, the sounds of loud female moaning and a male roar floated into the bedchamber. Clearly the elder Chowdhury and Purnima had expended their lust into each other.

Raj Chowdhury french kissed his new bride as his half-sister sucked his cock. He was seated at the foot of the bed, buck naked, his muscled body glistening with sweat as his sex slave hungrily devoured his cock and balls. She expertly flicked her tongue on his perineum and anus (she knew it drove him mad with lust) making him moan loudly into his wife's mouth.

The Chowdhury put two fingers into his wife's now exposed, fully shaved (courtesy of her mother Purnima) cunt. She was wet and ready and as her husband's fingers probed further into her vagina she too moaned in pleasure into his mouth as he kissed her passionately. The Chowdhury hands were full. One had Vaishali's hair wrapped around its wrist and was gripping her head and guiding it down onto his cock. The other had two fingers buried into his wife's freshly deflowered pussy. His mouth now moved from her lips back to her tits. He bit into his wife's right nipple making her yelp in pain. As she squealed her pushed his fingers deeper into her vagina. Shalini squirmed uncomfortably -- this was the first time someone had touched her cunt in that manner but was sopping wet nonetheless.

The Chowdhury cock was now fully hard under the expert attention of his fuck toy Vaishali who was looking up at her master with devotion as she throated down 7 inches of his 10 inch cock. The Chowdhury cock could not go any further down her throat and over the past 2 years the gag reflex had been brutally fucked out of Vaishali's jaw. Often the Chowdhury would ejaculate straight down her gullet and she would hungrily swallow every drop. But not today. The Chowdhury pulled Vaishali off his cock which plopped out of her mouth with a loud sound and a string of precum and spit smearing her lips.

Chowdhury : "Vaishali tu bistar par kuttiya ban. Shalini tu bistar pa let apne pair kholkar. Vaishali teri chooth aur gaand chataygi abhi aur mein iski chooth marunga peechay se. Fir jab teri chooth aur gaand tayyar ho jayegi mein unko chodunga. Chal jaldi kuttiyon" (Vaishali, get on the bed in doggiestyle. Shalini you also get on the bed and open your legs. Vaishali will lick your cunt and ass now while I fuck her cunt from behind. Then when your cunt & ass are ready, I will fuck them both. Come quickly bitches).

Shalini - who had been an untouched virgin until a few hours ago - was reeling. Her husband pushed her roughly onto the rose petal adorned marital bed. She was trembling with a mix of fear & excitement at the taboo nature of what was happening. Vaishali, Shalini noted, was clearly experienced at this sort of thing because she sexily and quickly got on all fours, wriggling her ass in front of the Chowdhury and rubbing it up against his raging hard on. As Shalini lay back on the bed, Vaishali firmly opened up her legs and went down on her hairless crotch. The first lick of her cunt -- the first ever for her -- sent an electric shock through her body and she moaned loudly in pleasure.

Vaishali (licking and sucking at her new mistress' pussy): " Chowdhury maalik, lagta hai Chowdhury ain apke lauday ke liye tayyar hain. Inki chooth to bahut geeli hai pehele se" (Master, looks like mistress is ready for your cock. Her pussy is flooded from before)

Chowdhury (pushing Vaishali's head down further into his wife's pussy as he fucked her cunt from behind): "Ha ha ha. Tu chaat ti reh iski chooth Vaishali. Kutti saali raand teri bhi chooth itni geeli hai madarchod. Le le le haramzadi, thuk kuttiya meri behen" (Keep licking her cunt Vaishali. You whore bitch your pussy is also so wet. Take it fucking bitch, fucking bitch my sister).

The Chowdhury filthy, taboo words (not to mention his 10 inch hard cock fully buried inside her cunt) tipped Vaishali into a full body, shaking orgasm. Her head and face were pushed up against Shalini's cunt but her entire body was trembling in pleasure as if she was being electrocuted. Shalini herself was now on the tipping point of her second ever orgasm. She was instinctively fondling her own tits when the Chowdhury leaned forward, penetrating Vaishali's cunt even deeper and reached out in front and grabbed his wife's right nipple and pinched it viciously. Shalini let out a loud yelp but she was too far gone with the pleasure that Vaishali's tongue was giving her. The pinching of her nipple tipped her over. Her brain lost control of her body and she too screamed and moaned and began to throb, holding Vaishali's head with both her hands as an orgasm drowned any inhibitions she might have had.

The Chowdhury smiled lasciviously seeing both his women lose control in this manner. He pulled out of Vaishali's squirting cunt and pushed her out of the way. She fell onto one side of the bed, still shaking in pleasure calling out "Maalik, maalik...aaah..aah..."

The Chowdhury then took both his legs of his half unconscious wife and roughly flipped her over onto her stomach. He then lifted her ass up and opened her anus hole with his two fingers. Shalini did not know what was happening until she felt his massive cockhead push up against her virgin anus. She shrieked in surprise. The Chowdhury cock was wet from Vaishali's juices and he held his wife down as he positioned his cock and pushed it further into her anus. Shalini screamed in shock and pain and begged him not to do this.

Chowdhury : "Aur chilla saali. Aaj to humari suhaag raat hai. Iss khandan ka riwaaz hai ki nayi dulhan ki gaand kholi jaati hai suhaag raat par. Vaishali tu uth aur tel lekar aa wahan se. Aaj subah to teri gaand mein daala tha na" (Scream louder bitch. Tonight is our wedding night. There is a family tradition that the new bride's ass is opened on the wedding night. Vaishali - get up and go get that oil from there. I had put it in your anus this morning, remember).

Vaishali, naked, her long silky black hair fully open, crawled across the bed and over her mistress' and reached for the bottle of coconut oil that was kept on the bedside table. Thankfully the Chowdhury was amenable to using that to lubricate her anus before he fucked it. Even with that it was extremely painful given his size. She felt a pang of pity for Shalini.

Shalini was crying and whimpering into the pillow. Her ass was raised by the Chowdhury and when she tried to put it down he whacked it hard warning her that he would use his belt on her if she did that again. She kept begging him for mercy but she would get none. The power dynamic in their marriage was being set in stone tonight.

The Chowdhury opened his wife's anus with his fingers as Vaishali poured the oil into it. Then she lovingly stroked her master's cock to full hardness and guided it into her mistress' anal opening. With the cock head now fully ensconced inside his wife's anus, Raj leaned forward and thrust his cock with brutal force into the hole. Shalini shrieked in shock, pain and horror. The Chowdhury leaned further forward thrusting harder and deeper. Shalini's head was going from side to side, her long hair flinging about as she screamed in pain.

Chowdhury : "Haan aur chilla saali. Aaa kitni kadak gaand hai. Le le mera lauda apni gaand mein Shalini. Sehen kar. AAaah. Vaishali tu peechey se meri gaand chaat abb" (Yes scream bitch. Your ass is so tight. Take my cock inside your ass Shalini. Suffer this pain. Vaishali, you come and lick my anus now)

Vaishali immediately got behind her master and as he leaned forward to further penetrate his wife's anus she stuck her tongue into his anus (as she had done countless times in the past) and began to lick and slurp it. It took the Chowdhury less than 30 seconds to start roaring in pleasure and he blasted his seed into his wife's battered anus, unable to control his lust as Vaishali licking his prostate sent him over the edge.

He pulled out of his wife's broken anus and fell onto the bed on his back. His cock was still hard and covered in a mixture of juices. His wife lay unconscious by his side on her stomach. The pain of her anal rape coupled with the intense pleasure of the orgasm she had had a few moments before that had overloaded her brain. Vaishali quickly got in between her master's legs and took his cock into her hands, licked it clean. She did not care that it had been inside another woman's anus a few seconds before. Her training took over and she knew her duty was to make sure her master's cock was clean after he had released his precious seed. The Chowdhury lay moaning and jerking as Vaishali expertly licked and slurped off every drop of juice on his phallus and balls. Then she proactively licked & slurped off the few drops of semen that had spilled over onto her mistress' ass cheeks.

The Chowdhury slept well that night!