The Whore Wives

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Things were going well for me. Had a well-settled business, no responsibilities, debt free, enjoying life. I was 30.

My personal life was steamy. besides a constant supply of maids who were ever ready for a fuck in exchange of money. These days, my eyes were on carol, a Catholic and from a dirt poor family. Father was a drunkard and useless who died a couple of years back.

I am a bit of a bastard and not averse to using my comfortable means to get what I want. I wanted a girl who would be in my control and pretty much do what I want. carol fitted the bill. I first met her a year back at a friend’s place. One look at her and I recognized a submissive. Not very good looking but with a busty body. the ass too was very tempting. The kind who you would want to fuck senseless and degrade as much as possible.

Quick info I gathered, she was a life in maid at my friend’s place. Carol’s age was about 22…. I also understood that she comes from a poor family. I played my cards and before long, she was mine to do as I please. I made her stop going anywhere, and paid her 10,000 Rs every month to give to her family. I went to her place couple of times to establish my authority and made sure her mother knew where the money was coming from. I also hinted that provided her daughter behaved and did my bidding, more money was to me made. The cunning mother quickly understood the rules and I was the master of that family henceforth. Her mother was in her early forties and not bad looking. She had 4 children, 3 daughters, and 1 son. the son was youngest at 10 and slightly loony. Carol was the eldest.

the next time when Carol came to my house, she seemed even more eager to please. The mother must have spoken to her in no uncertain terms, keep me happy or else. I was enjoying the situation and the control over a family. As carol was sitting on the floor furiously sucking my dick, I was lazily wondering where to punish her today. I was doing my usual trick, blocking her nose and forcing her head down. Breathing would become difficult till I released her. Not a word of protest though from my bitch, she knew her position. I was her lord and master and she was my slave, to do as I please.

Perverse fuck sessions were the norm and I really used her. Urinating in her mouth regularly, making her lick my asshole, beating her with belts, I did it all. The way I have hammered and kneaded her boobs, no dough has been handled that way.

One morning, I was in a foul mood. I shouted, Carol, maderchod, idhar aa…

Aye, Carol came running. Kaha thi randi? Jee kitchen me tha maalik. Like a well oiled machine, she sat down, took my dick in her mouth and waited. I started pissing my all night load into her waiting mouth. She cleaned me up and waited, not sure whether I wanted to fuck her or not. I don’t know why but that morning, I wanted to fuck her at her place. I ordered, tyaar ho le, tere ghar jana hai. she jumped up and did my bidding.

In 5 minutes, we were ready. We reached her place in 20 minutes. As we entered, carol’s mother belinda came running. She welcomed me profusely. Let me clarify a few things here. The 10,000 per month thing was long gone… instead, I was paying 50000 these days which pretty much took care of their entire expenses. And I was the true master of the house. I have fucked Carol many times in her house, in fact, I kept a part of the bedroom door open as I fucked her brutally, her screams were loud and clear. I have also used my dominance many times and fondled Belinda in the kitchen. she too was well endowed and never dared to protest. I did as I pleased.

As I mentioned earlier, today I was in a foul mood and wanted to exercise my total domination. As we entered, I dragged Carol by her hair and threw her on the bed. And called out, belinda, idhar aa. A bit surprised but quick to do my bidding, she came inside. Darwaja baand kar… she compiled
I shouted at Carol, saali Kutriya rand, tujhe maalum nehe hai abhi kya karna? Kapde utar madherchod. Saying this, I slapped her hard twice. Jee maalik Daya Maalik, she quickly took her clothes off.

Turning from her, I ordered Belinda, aur tu moderchod, tujhe kya maine scorecard lekhne ke Liye andar buliya? Ashen faced, she looked down. kapde utar, aaj mujhe do randiyo se aram lena hai. jaldi kar, belt uttaru Kya?

Jee nahin, saying she, and realizing that she had no choice, she too took of her clothes… at 40, she was still fuckable. Wondered why I hadn’t thought on these lines before… well, better late than never I suppose

I caught Belinda by her hair and threw her onto the ground. Pyar chaat, saali. Seeing no escape, she started licking my toes. I gestured Carol to come near. I was wondering how to use them so that I can enjoy maximum. Imagine, 2 bitches, one 23, one 40, one mother, the other her daughter. Both at my mercy, helpless. As Belinda licked, I looked at carol who know my looks. Immediately she took my dick into her well trained mouth. As daughter sucked and mother licked, I suddenly thought of something. Why not marry Carol? Then I will actually have 4 bitches to do as I please…. Carol’s younger sisters Sandra was 19 and Lucy 17. Both with tight bodies and subservient attitude. I almost threw Carol’s face off my cock and got up. Randi, bistar per chal, I shouted.

Kuttiya ban, I ordered carol. And told Belinda, abhe tum mera gaand chaat jab mein carol ke chodunga, samjhe? Yes, master, she replied. As I entered Carol from behind, I felt Belinda tongue in my rectum. I was merciless today, carol was bearing the brunt. As I was pumping, my hands were almost tearing off her ample melons. Chaat saale raand, jee maalik responded Belinda. And she was really at it, using her tongue dexterously. As I came in torrents, as per her duty, carol was about to open her mouth to drink it. Tuu haate, I held belinda’s hair and pulled her mouth to my dick.. saaf kar. Quickly Belinda understood and her mouth engulfed my dick.

As I lay sated, the 2 bitches waited on the ground, ready for their next command.

When have you received your last fuck? Not since Carol’s father died Master….. hmm, get ready, hope you understood bitch? Yes master….

Maine ek cheej aaj decide kiya hain abhi. Maine monthly 50 hazaar deta hun! 50 haazar… intentionally I dragged the word haazar long. I could see the fear in Belinda’s eyes. Carol too looked ashen. Oh what power. Aur mujhe kya milta hain? Aur chaiye, I want more.
Jee maalik, ab jo bole maalik… hum to hap ke chaarno ki dasi hain maalik
Main sochta hunk e I should stay here only… phir jab chahu sex or whatever I desire. The mother daughter looked at one another, their eyes a little confused. I was enjoying this. I continued, soch raha hoon Carol sey shaadi kar lu. Phir Sab official ho jayaga… phir mein tum logo key saath aaram se jab chahu jo chahu kar sakta hun…
Both of them jumped to their feet as if electric shock has passed. And fell on my feet in gratitude. As I kneaded Carol’s tit in one hand and Belinda’s in the other, I announced- ja phata phat shaadi ka liye ready ho ja. Court marriage kar lenge…mein officially pura family ka zimaandari leta hoon.
Carol, get out..i need to talk to Belinda. Jee master.. she quickly left the room.
Tu toh shaani hain re rand, samaj gayi hoge kyun baat karna hain.. jee nahi maalik… aap batayen
Chup kar saali moderchod, khair, sun le. Aaaj se mein officially puree ghar ke maalik hoon… jee maalik, she replied. Tere do choote betiyan, mein unko bhi use korunga….
Maalik, she tried to protest… chup I ordered her, ghar mein hi variety hain is liye toh shaadi kar raha hun…. 3 chaar randi nahi mila toh itna zimmedari kyon lu?
Haan aur ek cheez, main un dono ka shaadi kara dunga paanch dus saal baad. Ghar basa dunga. Mere pasand ke ladke ke saath. Aur kya chahiye? Ghar ke undar randi banna baazar mein randi banne se toh acha hain na, saali?
Jee maalik, jo aab theek samjhe. Saabash kuttriya, saying this, I gave her a hard rap on her buttocks
Chal nikaal, aur carol ko bheej…
To be continued…