Sultana and Nabeela were happy that they had kicked Ajay out of his home and manipulated Sharma with the best sex he could ever have.
Sharma received a phone call from Mohan, one of the top leaders of the right-wing political movement, asked Sharma to go to his house immediately.
Mohan welcome Sharma to his place later joined by Ajay. Mohan mediated a peace talk between Sharma and Ajay. Ajay explained that Sultana tricked him, but Sharma couldn't believe that. Sharma was still confused by Mohan insisted to take Ajay back home.
Ajay was angry at Sultana and promised that he would expose her lies.
Sharma and Ajay reached home, Sultana and Nabeela were shocked. They thought that he was gone for good.
Ajay didn't even look at the face of Sultana and Nabeela. Ajay knew that he couldn't do anything to Sultana as Sharma was in deep love with her, so he wanted to punish Nabeela.
Ajay called Nabeela and asked her to get ready to make a new video. Nabeela couldn't reject so she went away with him. Sultana stood helpless.
Nabeela and Ajay reached the studio. Ajay didn't say anything to her. Nabeela tried to talk to him but he didn't respond.
The room was dark, Studio was different at that time. She opened her eyes widely, cautiously letting the light fill her senses, She was briefly stunned by the harsh light bulb above,
The camera was running and the shoot had already started. One big guy wearing the devil facemask made her laid out on a long wooden table, she tried to lift her hand but he locked her arms and ankles with leather restraints.
She wanted to scream, but her mouth discovered a huge gag blocking the and cramping her jaw. She was thrashing around in bindings, not wanting to see anyone more; this was all beginning to look like someone's torture dungeon. She wanted out, it was all too much for her.
The weird guy with the mask was gone. Just as Nabeela was becoming hysterical, she heard a door behind her cracked open, followed by heavy footsteps; but her head was positioned in such a way that she couldn't see the originator of the sound.
"Thwack!" A tremendous whip fell across her chest and sliced into her pink tops. She couldn't see the whip or the one holding the whip, and all she knew for sure was an incredible pain.
"Thwack!" Again the whip came down, and this time it made a drive for her left nipple and caught it, sending more pain.
A rough hand came down and shielded her eyes quickly. The mysterious hands soon followed this action by wrapping duct tape tightly over her panicked eyes.
Her tormentor lowered a chain from the ceiling and attached a small hook to the lowest point of the chain. He squeezed her left nipple, feeling its hardness through the thin fabric, and held the nipple firmly. Without warning, he led the hook to her nipple and forced the metal through her bra and her nipple.
A second chain was lowered and another hook was connected to it. The tormentor roughly grabbed her right nipple and joined the hook with it, and the pink fabric, until the metal came through the other side.
Nabeela's head was spinning, and her nipple screamed with pain. She was
tossing her head left and right in agony and disbelief.
The tormentor pulled the chains to slowly retract toward the ceiling. The moving chains naturally caused the hooks to move, and this doubled her torture. Now, the hooks were stretching her breasts upward, via the nipples. Her body was lifted off the wooden table, creating a seductive arc in her back.
Examining her size 36C breasts, she was still blindfolded. The hooks had been removed and felt like she was being pulled up.
Her ducktape was removed. She took stock of her current situation. Still, in the dark dungeon, she was hanging by the wrists, metal chains digging into her tender flesh. As she looked below, she noticed her toes were above the gray floor by several inches.
How long have I been hanging like this, she wondered. The aching in her wrists was awful, and breathing seemed more difficult in this position.
Through the shadows and light, Nabeela tried to get a look at the tormentor. Just as he came into focus, he yanked on her long brown hair, causing her neck to crane uncomfortably backward.
He took the bulk of her beautiful hair and held it tight, forming a virtual rope. He pulled her hair to a D-ring bolted into the wall and tied her hair roughly around the ring. He tested the knot with a few jerks and was satisfied that she was secured. She was forced to stare at the ceiling.
She was beginning to panic again. Her gorgeous body was alive with fear and
soaked in sweat. She tried to move her head but it was impossible to look down very far.
Roughly he grabbed her jaw and forced open her mouth. With a pair of metal forceps, the tormentor snapped on to her tongue. The clamping action was instant and the desire to scream was muffled by the odd position her tongue was forced to take.
Her throbbing tongue hung out the side of her mouth while the tormentor continued his work. He started pulling her tongue and doing something, she wasn't allowed much time to register the new sensation in her sensitive tongue.
He attached a thick sphere type stud through her tongue. Just like that, she was pierced in a tongue and it looked sexy on her.
Her tongue was still stretched to the limit forward and her head was stretched to the limit backward, leaving her mouth wide open, wanting to scream but quite unable.
the tormentor held a big jug up to her eyes. He held it long enough for her to read the scribbling on the label: 'Male Sperm, One Gallon, Keep Refrigerated.' He swished it around a little bit, then popped the top off.
Slowly, he leaned the jug over her lips and poured the contents down her throat. She couldn't close her mouth; she had no choice but to swallow as fast as it was forced down her throat. Swallow or drown.
The salty taste was bearable in small quantities from her boyfriend's cock, but this was hell. Ounce after salty ounce, he poured his sperm jug down her throat, filling her stomach.
He let her rest for an hour and the shoot began after an hour.
This time, she found herself kneeling with her hands shackled behind her back and chained to the gray wall. Dried sperm covered her lips.
Her chained hands caused her body to lean slightly forward, forcing her 36C breasts to jut out seductively.
She meekly looked up and saw her 'co-star' approaching her tired body. He wore all black; black shoes, a black tie, even a black shirt. His hair was slicked back and he resembled some kind of corporate psycho.
He returned to a dark corner, he rolled a portable table with no less than six big jugs. He lowered one and let her read the contents label: 'Homeless men Piss.'
Sensing correctly his intention, she convulsed and screamed without restraint.
He lowered the tube and pressed it into her mouth, not concerned with rubbing it against her pierced tongue.
She tasted a few drops. The man managed to empty the whole jug in her mouth.
The tormentor again approached the kneeling Nabeela. He unhooked her wrist restraints against the wall and helped her to her feet. Her sense of freedom was brief. He took her left hand and snapped the chain from her wrist to the gray wall.
From his pocket, he revealed a nasty looking whip, uncoiled it slowly to illustrate its length. With no drama, no hesitation, he plainly tossed the whip towards her, and barely grazed the flesh of her stomach.
Countless minutes passed, as countless strokes passed, and her body was thoroughly slashed. He had really become quite aggressive, something about the power of the whip and her screaming beauty kept the strokes coming at a feverish pace.
After almost an hour of non-stop whipping, He was finally tired and let the whip fall from his hand. Nabeela was passed out and they let her rest for some time.
Shooting started after an hour.
He reattached a collar to her neck and raised her body toward the ceiling with her toes barely scraping the earth. Then he opened the box. Full of weird-looking sex toys.
He took the electric-powered wand model vibrator. He turned it on, placed on her clitoris, duck taped it, turned it on.
Her body started shaking and had a very powerful and squirted all over in less than t minutes. He let like this for an hour and he came so many times.
She was barely standing. He took her to the table made her bend over, pulled her hands and tied on both ends. He tied it very tightly and her boobs are being crushed by her body.
He took the cane and started spanking her ass till it became a bloody red. he regained some consciousness but she didn't feel any pain anymore.
She heard some sound like something being moved. She managed to turn but shocked to see the weird machine, it had two big dildos attached in a pole and poking directly at her ass.
He moved in closer to her, aiming one for her pussy and another for an ass. He started the machine with a lower speed setting, It entered both her pussy and ass.
The speed was increasing at a steady pace and attained full speed in less than 20 minutes. Her moaning was so loud and it continued for a good one hour and she was totally passed out.
When she wakes up, she was in her bed and Sultana was sitting distraught next to her.
Ajay walked in and ordered Sultana and Nabeela to the living room. Sultana helped Nabeela walked and they reached the living room.
Ajay turned on the tv and the entire video was uploaded on the porn website and it already became a viral hit. He bragged about his 'directorial' skills and Sharma also enjoying the video.
Sultana couldn't take it anymore. She has patiently watched everything.
After some time, she called Tiger and explained everything to him and told him of her plans. He promised to do anything for her.
Before Sultana make any move, Ajay informed Sharma that Mohan wanted to meet me.
Ajay drove to Mohan's house. The house is full of thugs surrounding him. As I entered.
"Who the hell do you think you are, bitch?" Mohan barked.
She was so scared. he slapped her so hard.
"Do you think Sharma will protect you?" he yelled and slapped her again.
Two big guys grabbed her arms and violently started to tear her dress, till she was naked.
She was standing nude before 30 guys and her pink nipples are hard. Everybody wanted to fuck her and Mohan asked Ajay to leave and come back after a week to collect her.
Sultana swallowed her fear and anger. She knew the things men usually want. She also realized that Mohan was the powerful men among them. Her plan was to win his trust and use him to destroy others.
Mohan stood up from his chair and moving near Sultana. Suddenly a cute girl entered the home and shocked to see them.
She was Parvathi alias Paru, Mohan's only daughter. Her relationship with his father was not as good as she didn't like the work and life of her father.
She rescued Sultana and dragged her to her room. Mohan felt powerless before his daughter.
Paru gave Sultana a nice dress to wear and asked her the story. Sultana played it strategically and informed Paru that she married a guy out of love but now he wanted her to serve all men.
Paru felt sympathetic for her and asked to stay in her room as long as she wanted. Sultana stayed there for a couple of days and they got along well and became best friends.
Paru revealed her secret that she was in love with a M*** boy and she was sure that her father won't allow.
Sultana used this opportunity and promised Paru that she would help her get back to her lover. Paru asked, "How?"
Sultana said she saved some money and have some friends, who would help them elope.
Paru was reluctant at first and said, "Sultana, if my father learned that you helped me, then you will be in a lot of trouble,"
"You helped me and saved me. This is the least I can do. I was betrayed by my move. I want you to have the life which I never had," Sultana replied.
Paru was melted by those words. Sultana took her mobile, made some calls to Tiger and he already had a big grudge against Mohan, so he agreed to help.
The next day, early morning. Paru escaped from her home, who was picked up the waiting Tiger's men.
It was the last time, Sultana saw Paru. Sultana was hoping that Tiger would unite Paru with her lover but also, Tiger was not a good person, he might also have some other plans. Sultana didn't care anymore.
She wanted to hurt Mohan and she did.
Mohan was enraged that her daughter eloped and he downed his entire anger on Sultana.
Mohan dragged by her hair, stripped her naked and tied her hands and legs, and pulled the ropes and tied on the two pillars.
Sultana standing with her hands and legs spread. He took the cane and started to hit her in the ass.
He asked where his daughter went, with every whip. Sultana cried and didn't say a word.
Sultana couldn't manage anymore. Finally, she opened her mouth.
"SHE WENT WITH AJAY," Sultana yelled,
"What are you saying, Bitch?" asked Mohan.
"Yes, Ajay got paid huge money from Tiger," She said.
Mohan released her restraints and asked her to talk. Sultana started spinning a web of lies, "It was all Ajay's and Tiger's plan," she continued, "I don't know, what issue you have with Tiger. But Ajay and Tiger are close."
"It was their plan. Fight between Sharma and Ajay, me being dragger her. All was their plan," Sultana sobbed. Mohan gave her a glass of water and continued.
"Ajay has my mom hostage, he forced me to do this. He sent me here to talk with your daughter and help her elope. I even warned Paru about Ajay but she didn't listen to me. I tried to talk to you too but you didn't give me any choice," Sultana continued sobbing.
"WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?" Mohan yelled.
"I don't know. I promise. Only Ajay knows," she said.
Mohan sent his thugs to grab Ajay. They returned with Ajay. Mohan started beating them very bad.
Mohan grabbed Sultana by her throat, "Bitch, are you lying to me?"
"Why should I? I am just a powerless girl. Do you think I can come up with something like that?"
Mohan released Sultana. He underestimated Sultana as some cheap dumb slut, so he came to the conclusion that it was all doings of Ajay.
They beat him very badly until he was unconscious. Mohan knew that he couldn't directly confront Tiger and released Sultana.
Sultana proud of herself, reached her home. He hugged Sharma like a good wife and informed him that Mohan was hurting Ajay and asked him to do something.
Sharma called his thugs and asked them to be ready to go to Mohan's home to rescue his son.
Sultana stopped Sharma and begged him to not go, as it was very dangerous. But in her heart he wanted him to go and die.
"If you go, I will come with you," Sultana said.
"Why? it's dangerous. I may not come back alive,"
"If you did, I will die with you. I don't want to live alone in this world," she replied.
Sharma was heart-broken hearing these words from Sultana. He apologized for doubting her and didn't take her back from Mohan's home.
Sultana asked him to sign a paper. When he asked about it, she replied that it was the will and all his properties would be passed to Ajay, in case something happened to him.
Sharma appreciated her responsibility, so he signed everything without reading a word.
The truth was, the properties won't be transferred to Ajay, It would be transferred to Sultana.
Sharma gathered his soldiers and Sultana joined them, they drove to Mohan's home.
Sultana discreetly called Mohan and informed him that Sharma was on the way to rescue his son and it was all Sharma's plan from the beginning.
Mohan's men are armed and in a defensive position.
Sharma's car entered the compound and the volley of gunfire from Team Mohan. Team Sharma already lost a couple of shooters.
Team Sharma started fighting back, bodies fell like dominoes on both sides. Mohan was hit in his legs. Sharma barely rescued Ajay.
Things were going against Sultana's plan. Ajay should not be rescued. In the chaos, She slipped to the shadows, dragged Mohan to safety. Fighting was intense on other sides. Sultana managed to find a power switch and turned it off and the whole place drowned in darkness.
She called Tiger and informed him of this ongoing fighting and asked him to come to finish off his all enemies, who were all holed up in one place.
Sultana managed to find Sharma, dragged him to an empty room and asked him to stay there. Sharma hugged Sultana and kissed her and told her that he was so lucky to have a wife like her. She smiled and kissed him in his cheek and locked the room from outside.
She returned to Mohan, where she has hidden him and informed him about the location of Sharma. Mohan went inside the room, Sultana was standing outside. She heard three gunshots.
She waited for some time and then entered the room. Mohan's bloody body was laying on the floor with the bullet in his chest and eyes.
Sharma was also shot in the hand. Sultana was disappointed but she hid her feelings and ran to Sharma, hugged him and said, "I thought you were shot. I am glad you are alive,"
"Nobody can kill me," he bragged.
"Yes, no one should kill my husband... only me," Sultana said and grabbed the gun in her hands.
"What??!!" he was shocked.
"Sharma, my dear husband... Do you and your son think, women are so cheap and you can do whatever you want?"
"Sultana, what are you talking about?" he asked in confusion.
"I never loved you, I was waiting for this moment," she said with an evil laugh.
She explained everything she did, how he trapped Ajay with Mohan and all of her other schemes. Sharma got angry and tried to grab his gun. Sultana was quick, even though it was the first time ever she touched a gun, she didn't miss.
Shot him right in his hand, his fingers splattered all over the floor, she took the next shot to his dick. Her hands started shaking after seeing all the blood, she dropped the gun and turned back.
Tiger was standing behind while pointing the gun at her. Sultana was scared
"Damn girl. I am glad that I didn't fuck you. Everyone who fucked you are either dead or gone mad!" Tiger said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I am talking about Pia's dad. I saw him on the street, he has gone mad, blabbering your name and became full mental,"
"What about Ajay? I want him alive,"
"Oh! you are not finished with him yet!" he asked.
"Thanks for your help. Mohan's business and his properties are yours now. It's better we don't meet ever again," she said.
"What are you going to do with Ajay? Anyway, good luck with whatever you are up to, I have never met anybody like you,"
She didn't say anything. She smiled and left the room.
She grabbed Ajay by this car, load him in her car trunk and drove directly to her home.
She was received by worried Nabeela.
"I did it ma, Nobody can touch us ever again," Sultana hugged Nabeela.
Sultana opened her car trunk and dragged Ajay. Nabeela was shocked and happy to see that bastard in this condition. She kicked him in his crotch and they dragged to the basement.
He yelled and threatened them to let him go. Sultana opened the box which has the assorted number of sex toys. She took the chastity cage and locked his dick.
"You will never cum again," Sultana teased and throw the key away to the drain.
"You will be here for the rest of your miserable life, till you starve and die" Nabeela laughed.
Sultana and Nabeela turned the light off put him in the dark and locked the door.
"Ma, We are free now. we own everything now. There is nobody to stop us now."
Nabeela hugged Sultana, kissed her lips and said, "I love you and I am proud of you."
Sultana sold all of Sharma properties, made multiple millions and moved to some Caribbean island and went off the grid.
** The End **
Sharma received a phone call from Mohan, one of the top leaders of the right-wing political movement, asked Sharma to go to his house immediately.
Mohan welcome Sharma to his place later joined by Ajay. Mohan mediated a peace talk between Sharma and Ajay. Ajay explained that Sultana tricked him, but Sharma couldn't believe that. Sharma was still confused by Mohan insisted to take Ajay back home.
Ajay was angry at Sultana and promised that he would expose her lies.
Sharma and Ajay reached home, Sultana and Nabeela were shocked. They thought that he was gone for good.
Ajay didn't even look at the face of Sultana and Nabeela. Ajay knew that he couldn't do anything to Sultana as Sharma was in deep love with her, so he wanted to punish Nabeela.
Ajay called Nabeela and asked her to get ready to make a new video. Nabeela couldn't reject so she went away with him. Sultana stood helpless.
Nabeela and Ajay reached the studio. Ajay didn't say anything to her. Nabeela tried to talk to him but he didn't respond.
The room was dark, Studio was different at that time. She opened her eyes widely, cautiously letting the light fill her senses, She was briefly stunned by the harsh light bulb above,
The camera was running and the shoot had already started. One big guy wearing the devil facemask made her laid out on a long wooden table, she tried to lift her hand but he locked her arms and ankles with leather restraints.
She wanted to scream, but her mouth discovered a huge gag blocking the and cramping her jaw. She was thrashing around in bindings, not wanting to see anyone more; this was all beginning to look like someone's torture dungeon. She wanted out, it was all too much for her.
The weird guy with the mask was gone. Just as Nabeela was becoming hysterical, she heard a door behind her cracked open, followed by heavy footsteps; but her head was positioned in such a way that she couldn't see the originator of the sound.
"Thwack!" A tremendous whip fell across her chest and sliced into her pink tops. She couldn't see the whip or the one holding the whip, and all she knew for sure was an incredible pain.
"Thwack!" Again the whip came down, and this time it made a drive for her left nipple and caught it, sending more pain.
A rough hand came down and shielded her eyes quickly. The mysterious hands soon followed this action by wrapping duct tape tightly over her panicked eyes.
Her tormentor lowered a chain from the ceiling and attached a small hook to the lowest point of the chain. He squeezed her left nipple, feeling its hardness through the thin fabric, and held the nipple firmly. Without warning, he led the hook to her nipple and forced the metal through her bra and her nipple.
A second chain was lowered and another hook was connected to it. The tormentor roughly grabbed her right nipple and joined the hook with it, and the pink fabric, until the metal came through the other side.
Nabeela's head was spinning, and her nipple screamed with pain. She was
tossing her head left and right in agony and disbelief.
The tormentor pulled the chains to slowly retract toward the ceiling. The moving chains naturally caused the hooks to move, and this doubled her torture. Now, the hooks were stretching her breasts upward, via the nipples. Her body was lifted off the wooden table, creating a seductive arc in her back.
Examining her size 36C breasts, she was still blindfolded. The hooks had been removed and felt like she was being pulled up.
Her ducktape was removed. She took stock of her current situation. Still, in the dark dungeon, she was hanging by the wrists, metal chains digging into her tender flesh. As she looked below, she noticed her toes were above the gray floor by several inches.
How long have I been hanging like this, she wondered. The aching in her wrists was awful, and breathing seemed more difficult in this position.
Through the shadows and light, Nabeela tried to get a look at the tormentor. Just as he came into focus, he yanked on her long brown hair, causing her neck to crane uncomfortably backward.
He took the bulk of her beautiful hair and held it tight, forming a virtual rope. He pulled her hair to a D-ring bolted into the wall and tied her hair roughly around the ring. He tested the knot with a few jerks and was satisfied that she was secured. She was forced to stare at the ceiling.
She was beginning to panic again. Her gorgeous body was alive with fear and
soaked in sweat. She tried to move her head but it was impossible to look down very far.
Roughly he grabbed her jaw and forced open her mouth. With a pair of metal forceps, the tormentor snapped on to her tongue. The clamping action was instant and the desire to scream was muffled by the odd position her tongue was forced to take.
Her throbbing tongue hung out the side of her mouth while the tormentor continued his work. He started pulling her tongue and doing something, she wasn't allowed much time to register the new sensation in her sensitive tongue.
He attached a thick sphere type stud through her tongue. Just like that, she was pierced in a tongue and it looked sexy on her.
Her tongue was still stretched to the limit forward and her head was stretched to the limit backward, leaving her mouth wide open, wanting to scream but quite unable.
the tormentor held a big jug up to her eyes. He held it long enough for her to read the scribbling on the label: 'Male Sperm, One Gallon, Keep Refrigerated.' He swished it around a little bit, then popped the top off.
Slowly, he leaned the jug over her lips and poured the contents down her throat. She couldn't close her mouth; she had no choice but to swallow as fast as it was forced down her throat. Swallow or drown.
The salty taste was bearable in small quantities from her boyfriend's cock, but this was hell. Ounce after salty ounce, he poured his sperm jug down her throat, filling her stomach.
He let her rest for an hour and the shoot began after an hour.
This time, she found herself kneeling with her hands shackled behind her back and chained to the gray wall. Dried sperm covered her lips.
Her chained hands caused her body to lean slightly forward, forcing her 36C breasts to jut out seductively.
She meekly looked up and saw her 'co-star' approaching her tired body. He wore all black; black shoes, a black tie, even a black shirt. His hair was slicked back and he resembled some kind of corporate psycho.
He returned to a dark corner, he rolled a portable table with no less than six big jugs. He lowered one and let her read the contents label: 'Homeless men Piss.'
Sensing correctly his intention, she convulsed and screamed without restraint.
He lowered the tube and pressed it into her mouth, not concerned with rubbing it against her pierced tongue.
She tasted a few drops. The man managed to empty the whole jug in her mouth.
The tormentor again approached the kneeling Nabeela. He unhooked her wrist restraints against the wall and helped her to her feet. Her sense of freedom was brief. He took her left hand and snapped the chain from her wrist to the gray wall.
From his pocket, he revealed a nasty looking whip, uncoiled it slowly to illustrate its length. With no drama, no hesitation, he plainly tossed the whip towards her, and barely grazed the flesh of her stomach.
Countless minutes passed, as countless strokes passed, and her body was thoroughly slashed. He had really become quite aggressive, something about the power of the whip and her screaming beauty kept the strokes coming at a feverish pace.
After almost an hour of non-stop whipping, He was finally tired and let the whip fall from his hand. Nabeela was passed out and they let her rest for some time.
Shooting started after an hour.
He reattached a collar to her neck and raised her body toward the ceiling with her toes barely scraping the earth. Then he opened the box. Full of weird-looking sex toys.
He took the electric-powered wand model vibrator. He turned it on, placed on her clitoris, duck taped it, turned it on.
Her body started shaking and had a very powerful and squirted all over in less than t minutes. He let like this for an hour and he came so many times.
She was barely standing. He took her to the table made her bend over, pulled her hands and tied on both ends. He tied it very tightly and her boobs are being crushed by her body.
He took the cane and started spanking her ass till it became a bloody red. he regained some consciousness but she didn't feel any pain anymore.
She heard some sound like something being moved. She managed to turn but shocked to see the weird machine, it had two big dildos attached in a pole and poking directly at her ass.
He moved in closer to her, aiming one for her pussy and another for an ass. He started the machine with a lower speed setting, It entered both her pussy and ass.
The speed was increasing at a steady pace and attained full speed in less than 20 minutes. Her moaning was so loud and it continued for a good one hour and she was totally passed out.
When she wakes up, she was in her bed and Sultana was sitting distraught next to her.
Ajay walked in and ordered Sultana and Nabeela to the living room. Sultana helped Nabeela walked and they reached the living room.
Ajay turned on the tv and the entire video was uploaded on the porn website and it already became a viral hit. He bragged about his 'directorial' skills and Sharma also enjoying the video.
Sultana couldn't take it anymore. She has patiently watched everything.
After some time, she called Tiger and explained everything to him and told him of her plans. He promised to do anything for her.
Before Sultana make any move, Ajay informed Sharma that Mohan wanted to meet me.
Ajay drove to Mohan's house. The house is full of thugs surrounding him. As I entered.
"Who the hell do you think you are, bitch?" Mohan barked.
She was so scared. he slapped her so hard.
"Do you think Sharma will protect you?" he yelled and slapped her again.
Two big guys grabbed her arms and violently started to tear her dress, till she was naked.
She was standing nude before 30 guys and her pink nipples are hard. Everybody wanted to fuck her and Mohan asked Ajay to leave and come back after a week to collect her.
Sultana swallowed her fear and anger. She knew the things men usually want. She also realized that Mohan was the powerful men among them. Her plan was to win his trust and use him to destroy others.
Mohan stood up from his chair and moving near Sultana. Suddenly a cute girl entered the home and shocked to see them.
She was Parvathi alias Paru, Mohan's only daughter. Her relationship with his father was not as good as she didn't like the work and life of her father.
She rescued Sultana and dragged her to her room. Mohan felt powerless before his daughter.
Paru gave Sultana a nice dress to wear and asked her the story. Sultana played it strategically and informed Paru that she married a guy out of love but now he wanted her to serve all men.
Paru felt sympathetic for her and asked to stay in her room as long as she wanted. Sultana stayed there for a couple of days and they got along well and became best friends.
Paru revealed her secret that she was in love with a M*** boy and she was sure that her father won't allow.
Sultana used this opportunity and promised Paru that she would help her get back to her lover. Paru asked, "How?"
Sultana said she saved some money and have some friends, who would help them elope.
Paru was reluctant at first and said, "Sultana, if my father learned that you helped me, then you will be in a lot of trouble,"
"You helped me and saved me. This is the least I can do. I was betrayed by my move. I want you to have the life which I never had," Sultana replied.
Paru was melted by those words. Sultana took her mobile, made some calls to Tiger and he already had a big grudge against Mohan, so he agreed to help.
The next day, early morning. Paru escaped from her home, who was picked up the waiting Tiger's men.
It was the last time, Sultana saw Paru. Sultana was hoping that Tiger would unite Paru with her lover but also, Tiger was not a good person, he might also have some other plans. Sultana didn't care anymore.
She wanted to hurt Mohan and she did.
Mohan was enraged that her daughter eloped and he downed his entire anger on Sultana.
Mohan dragged by her hair, stripped her naked and tied her hands and legs, and pulled the ropes and tied on the two pillars.
Sultana standing with her hands and legs spread. He took the cane and started to hit her in the ass.
He asked where his daughter went, with every whip. Sultana cried and didn't say a word.
Sultana couldn't manage anymore. Finally, she opened her mouth.
"SHE WENT WITH AJAY," Sultana yelled,
"What are you saying, Bitch?" asked Mohan.
"Yes, Ajay got paid huge money from Tiger," She said.
Mohan released her restraints and asked her to talk. Sultana started spinning a web of lies, "It was all Ajay's and Tiger's plan," she continued, "I don't know, what issue you have with Tiger. But Ajay and Tiger are close."
"It was their plan. Fight between Sharma and Ajay, me being dragger her. All was their plan," Sultana sobbed. Mohan gave her a glass of water and continued.
"Ajay has my mom hostage, he forced me to do this. He sent me here to talk with your daughter and help her elope. I even warned Paru about Ajay but she didn't listen to me. I tried to talk to you too but you didn't give me any choice," Sultana continued sobbing.
"WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?" Mohan yelled.
"I don't know. I promise. Only Ajay knows," she said.
Mohan sent his thugs to grab Ajay. They returned with Ajay. Mohan started beating them very bad.
Mohan grabbed Sultana by her throat, "Bitch, are you lying to me?"
"Why should I? I am just a powerless girl. Do you think I can come up with something like that?"
Mohan released Sultana. He underestimated Sultana as some cheap dumb slut, so he came to the conclusion that it was all doings of Ajay.
They beat him very badly until he was unconscious. Mohan knew that he couldn't directly confront Tiger and released Sultana.
Sultana proud of herself, reached her home. He hugged Sharma like a good wife and informed him that Mohan was hurting Ajay and asked him to do something.
Sharma called his thugs and asked them to be ready to go to Mohan's home to rescue his son.
Sultana stopped Sharma and begged him to not go, as it was very dangerous. But in her heart he wanted him to go and die.
"If you go, I will come with you," Sultana said.
"Why? it's dangerous. I may not come back alive,"
"If you did, I will die with you. I don't want to live alone in this world," she replied.
Sharma was heart-broken hearing these words from Sultana. He apologized for doubting her and didn't take her back from Mohan's home.
Sultana asked him to sign a paper. When he asked about it, she replied that it was the will and all his properties would be passed to Ajay, in case something happened to him.
Sharma appreciated her responsibility, so he signed everything without reading a word.
The truth was, the properties won't be transferred to Ajay, It would be transferred to Sultana.
Sharma gathered his soldiers and Sultana joined them, they drove to Mohan's home.
Sultana discreetly called Mohan and informed him that Sharma was on the way to rescue his son and it was all Sharma's plan from the beginning.
Mohan's men are armed and in a defensive position.
Sharma's car entered the compound and the volley of gunfire from Team Mohan. Team Sharma already lost a couple of shooters.
Team Sharma started fighting back, bodies fell like dominoes on both sides. Mohan was hit in his legs. Sharma barely rescued Ajay.
Things were going against Sultana's plan. Ajay should not be rescued. In the chaos, She slipped to the shadows, dragged Mohan to safety. Fighting was intense on other sides. Sultana managed to find a power switch and turned it off and the whole place drowned in darkness.
She called Tiger and informed him of this ongoing fighting and asked him to come to finish off his all enemies, who were all holed up in one place.
Sultana managed to find Sharma, dragged him to an empty room and asked him to stay there. Sharma hugged Sultana and kissed her and told her that he was so lucky to have a wife like her. She smiled and kissed him in his cheek and locked the room from outside.
She returned to Mohan, where she has hidden him and informed him about the location of Sharma. Mohan went inside the room, Sultana was standing outside. She heard three gunshots.
She waited for some time and then entered the room. Mohan's bloody body was laying on the floor with the bullet in his chest and eyes.
Sharma was also shot in the hand. Sultana was disappointed but she hid her feelings and ran to Sharma, hugged him and said, "I thought you were shot. I am glad you are alive,"
"Nobody can kill me," he bragged.
"Yes, no one should kill my husband... only me," Sultana said and grabbed the gun in her hands.
"What??!!" he was shocked.
"Sharma, my dear husband... Do you and your son think, women are so cheap and you can do whatever you want?"
"Sultana, what are you talking about?" he asked in confusion.
"I never loved you, I was waiting for this moment," she said with an evil laugh.
She explained everything she did, how he trapped Ajay with Mohan and all of her other schemes. Sharma got angry and tried to grab his gun. Sultana was quick, even though it was the first time ever she touched a gun, she didn't miss.
Shot him right in his hand, his fingers splattered all over the floor, she took the next shot to his dick. Her hands started shaking after seeing all the blood, she dropped the gun and turned back.
Tiger was standing behind while pointing the gun at her. Sultana was scared
"Damn girl. I am glad that I didn't fuck you. Everyone who fucked you are either dead or gone mad!" Tiger said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I am talking about Pia's dad. I saw him on the street, he has gone mad, blabbering your name and became full mental,"
"What about Ajay? I want him alive,"
"Oh! you are not finished with him yet!" he asked.
"Thanks for your help. Mohan's business and his properties are yours now. It's better we don't meet ever again," she said.
"What are you going to do with Ajay? Anyway, good luck with whatever you are up to, I have never met anybody like you,"
She didn't say anything. She smiled and left the room.
She grabbed Ajay by this car, load him in her car trunk and drove directly to her home.
She was received by worried Nabeela.
"I did it ma, Nobody can touch us ever again," Sultana hugged Nabeela.
Sultana opened her car trunk and dragged Ajay. Nabeela was shocked and happy to see that bastard in this condition. She kicked him in his crotch and they dragged to the basement.
He yelled and threatened them to let him go. Sultana opened the box which has the assorted number of sex toys. She took the chastity cage and locked his dick.
"You will never cum again," Sultana teased and throw the key away to the drain.
"You will be here for the rest of your miserable life, till you starve and die" Nabeela laughed.
Sultana and Nabeela turned the light off put him in the dark and locked the door.
"Ma, We are free now. we own everything now. There is nobody to stop us now."
Nabeela hugged Sultana, kissed her lips and said, "I love you and I am proud of you."
Sultana sold all of Sharma properties, made multiple millions and moved to some Caribbean island and went off the grid.
** The End **