CHAPTER 11

Mohena had woken up at the usual time , after making the breakfast and cleaning the meeting room the three personal rooms, the head maid chained her back to the room , which was unusual . 10 minutes later the head maid entered her room and with a basket that contained the spa products . Mohena wasn’t surprised , it had been a part of the routine . Every Sunday , the head maid would do the same , ‘But today was Friday’ , she thought . After an hour once the maid was done she draped a saree after taking a bath and waited for the head maid to come . 2 – hours later the head maid opened the chains also removing the waist band that came as a shocker to Mohena and she was about to walk towards the Kitchen area to start with the lunch , but the head maid held her hand and walked her to the meeting room .

Mohena was confused as to why she will bring her there and turned around to ask her . “I cleaned the room this morning”

“The Sirs are here . Go inside.” , the head maid whispered to her Mohena stood there like a statue , they are back …

And them being in the meeting room isn’t a good sign . It was the same room where she spent the first night with her husbands in the mansion and the same where Arthit tortured her .

The head maid opened the door and pushed her in , her mind in a complete mess . The next she got out of her reverie on hearing the click of the door and realized , she was in the center of the room .

“MOHENA” , her eyes followed the deep voice and its was Arthit. The three burning gazes of the most powerful men in the subcontinent , were drilling holes in her body

“Come to me” , said another voice . She raised her head to see Arjun and not to make things more difficult for herself she walked to where he sat and stopped in front of him , where he had pointed his hand .

“Remove your saree , blouse and bra . Leave the underskirt on.” Arjun ordered ever so casually leaving her surprised and wide – eyed . With shivering hands, she pulled off the pallu and removed the pleats . She unzipped her blouse and placed it on the table , next she unhooked the bra . She stood half – naked to Arjun , Vikram and Arthit who were sitting on the couch opposite to Arjun had her bare back in full view .

Arjun’s eyes roamed on her small breasts , and he chuckled under his breath .

“Oh, my slut.” , Arjun said in a tiresome voice as he stood in front of her .

“Hands behind your back.” , he told her and cupped her breasts and started fisting them in his large hands . Arjun grinned wide on her shoulder blade , when she complied his words .

“My submissive” , he whispered sending a shiver down her spine . He held her underskirt and panty together , tugging them down in a fast motion .

“Oh Mohena , we so missed this body of yours and I hope you did as well .”

He didn’t give her any time to think and picked her in his arms. Next Mohena found herself lying on the same table , she laid a year and three months ago , naked all to their pleasure .

She closed her eye lids and took a deep breath ; to feel a pair of palms on her ankles and opened her eyes to see Arjun spreading them .

“I just love , how wide you spread your legs Kitten”, Arjun commented .

Arthit trailed the back of his hand along her breast , sending tingling sensations and in a fast reflex , her hand found his wrist and she grabbed them .

“Slut , keep your hands too where they belong.” , he rumbled.

His thumb rubbed her clit , arousing her , and tears filled her eyes when he started pinching there .

The next moment she felt a hard slap , right on her clit , and the tears finally flowed . “Did you do any mistake , Mohena” , Arthit asked her in a deadly tone .

She didn’t answer and again a hard spank came down , clearly quoting that his patience was thin .

“N-no . I – I did-d n-not.” , she saw that Arjun handed him a paddle and her toes curled anxiously .

Arthit positioned the paddle and spanked her hard . “Ouch”

“What should we be addressed as ?”, he asked her .

“MASTER” , she screamed in pain , when he again spanked her vagina with the paddle . It hurt really bad, and he continued spanking with a free hand .

She covered her face with her hands , crying and screaming into them as Arthit kept hitting her down region .

“You better keep your hands away , before I tie them up.” , Arjun renounced, and she moved her arms to her sides and her red face streaming with tears came in full view .

Arjun aggressively wrapped his hands around her throat , choking her . She saw a dash of blackness , when he pressed his hands , not letting her breathe , but retracted in a while and she came back to conscience .

10 – minutes – later

SPANK [right breast]

SPANK [left breast]

SPANK

SPANK …

Mohena was whimpering as Arthit punished her by spanking hard on her breasts . Arjun finally loosened her throat after choking her badly when Arthit finally kept the paddle and sat next to Vikram chucking a glass of scotch .

Arjun roughly pinched her nipples and commented , “Your small tits are so sensitive . I want to fuck them right now but let us keep it for the future.”

He slammed his mouth on her lips sucking her lips and then his tongue thrusting in every corner of her mouth . He left her mouth to start licking her red and paining breasts , Arjuns fingers trailed down her stomach and abdomen before he thrusted it in her pussy. He added the second finger after 30 seconds and started plunging them in and out. He entered the third finger and Mohena couldn’t take it further and started clenching around his fingers .

“Fuck ! whore” , he cursed , his face in the valley of her breasts . Her mind blanked for a moment when he took out his fingers and moved back .

She felt herself being picked up from the table and looked up to see – Vikram . “Such a great slut”

He made her straddle him as he kept his eye contact with hers . She squirmed when he started molding and squeezing her boobs . A sharp slap came on her face by Arthit , who was standing beside them . Arthit fisted her hair and arching her back started licking her face as Vikram sucked her breasts . She slightly shifted on Vikram’s lap when Arthit finally let go of her hair . Vikram gripped the back of her neck and took her in a rough kiss.

“You still taste the same” , leaving open mouth kisses on her jaw.

“On your knees” , she heard Arthit’s voice and pulling away from Vikram she tackled herself on the floor and dropped on her knees, in front of him .

Vikram intently stared at her as his brother , Arjun , who started peppering kisses on her back and she shut her eyes in desperation to pull away . Vikram extended his right leg and from the toe cap and welt of his leather oxfords started rubbing her clits, stimulating her core . Arjun was nuzzling in her neck from behind , his hand roaming her body when he whispered in her ear , “Go show him you are a good wife and suck him .”

She reached between his legs as Vikram sipped his wine and watched her . She burst out crying fiddling with his belt when he thought to be a little generous and undid his trousers himself . Her eyes widened as his rock-hard member sprung out and slapped on her face . She shakily wrapped her hands around his balls and licked the tip of his member and slightly took him in her mouth . She slid her mouth taking his shaft completely and started sucking and licking him , trying not to choke .

“Whore wives always look good on knees” , Arthit mocked her . Vikram kept his wine glass down and wrapped his hand in her mouth . He started thrusting in her mouth , hard and fast blocking her air . She gripped his thighs , waiting for his wild torture to get over .

“So good” , Arjun whispered pressing his lips on her nape and standing up to walk to the bar table to get a refill .

“Swallow” , Vikram warned her, and she took his release in her throat .

She hoped for the torture to finish and waited for them to disappear again , but little did she know . That this was the start of the hell of her life . That they wouldn’t get over with her , but it had just begun .

“A small present for you” , Vikram spoke and reached out for a small box in his pocket . He crouched in front of her and hooked the pendant he had got in the O ring of her neck piece . She bobbed her head down and touched the metallic pendant with her fingertips , it was the letter – K . She knew it was the insigne of their mafia . K stood for Kashyap, and they had branded her as their property . Mohena heard some ruffling behind her and soon Arjun picked her up and made her sit on the table .

She swallowed hard when Arthit stood in front of her with a certain object in his hand , there were chains attached to three clips . It was a clamp , Arthit first attached the first clamp to her left nipple and attached the other clamp to the right nipple as well. Tears again brimmed her eyes as the pain on her sore and aching nipples became unbearable .

“P – please , r-r-remove it-t Mast-ter . It pains” , she muttered, and a dark emotion clouded in Arthit’s eyes . She looked at the third clamp that hanged from the chain and soon Arjun’s voice reached her ear , “Spread your legs wide”. She didn’t wanted to anger them to prolong her torture and nervously parted open her legs .

A scream escaped her throats as Arthit attached the third clamp on her clit . The next moment he pulled hard on the chain .

“Look at our little wife . So erotic” , he said . Mohena was crying in pain and just wanted to vanish in air and escape from this world. She wanted it all to stop .

“Lay down.” , Vikram’s rough voice commanded her, and she slowly laid down on the table and Arthit parted spread her legs as far and wide he could .

“We aren’t going to be gentle, and you are going to take us like a good little bitch.” , Arjun snickered, and fear took over her , awaiting for the next steps of her husbands .

“Answer me Mohena” , Arjun said licking her core .

“Yes Master” , this was it . The brothers were finally done with their foreplay and were ready to fuck their wife to the oblivion . Arthit flipped her , putting her on fours and she steadied herself . Arjun pulled her to the edge of table , and then moved away to undress . Arthit crouched at the other end of the table and rotated the rotator for the height of the table to come low , so now the table came till the brothers’ thighs and perfect in angle for them to use their little whore .

Vikram’s rough hand wrapped around her lower waist, and he pumped his member in her pussy , hard and rough . He didn’t give her any time to get comfortable to his length but kept going . His fingers were playing with the clamp on her clit .

“Ahhhh , Master” , she screamed as he tugged hard on the clamp. She started crying when Arthit’s member appeared in front of her, and he pushed it in . She started sucking him . He collected her hair and grabbing them together , pushed deeper in her throat, choking her .

“You wrap around our cocks so well” , tears were streaming her face . Her clamped breasts jiggled with every thrust of Vikram, and she screamed on Arthit’s member when Vikram started tugging the chains harder , Arthit took the same opportunity and started groping her breast .

Arjun climbed the table and knelt above her lower back his member facing her ass . “Such a slut” , he muttered and pushed his hard member into her back hole , all raw without using any lube stretching it painfully . She squirmed and tried to jerk away , but Vikram very harshly tugged the chain of the clamps and wrapped it around his wrist , tightening the clamps and stretching her boobs and clitoris .

Mohena was left bewildered when Arthit harshly smacked her cheek , “Why the fuck did you stop , hoe.” He tightened the grip on her hair and started thrusting into her harder and faster .

Vikram and Arthit picked up pace and Arjun started pounding in her back hole as well , making her choke on Arthit’s member . “Yes wife , you look so great stuffed in all your holes .”

The cavemen husbands of Mohena pounded into her in an animalistic speed . Arthit started rocking in her back hole spanking her butt raw . Vikram and Arjun played with the clamps pounding in her pussy and throat . Her urge to release build up and within the next minute , her cum creamed all over Vikram’s member . “Fuck you slut” , Vikram grunted and tugged on the clamp on her clit , but her scream was muffled on Arthit’s member .

They kept fucking her hard and rough . She felt Arthit twitch, and he pulled out at the right time and cummed all over her face , his thick load everywhere – on her eyes , nose , cheeks and lips . Her jaw was trembling in pain and soon she heard Arjun cursing and he released into her back hole . Arjun got down from the table and Arthit moved away too . Vikram pulled out for a second and flipped her over on her back and climbed the table hovering over her , his hands stretched on either side of her face entering her again . Three more thrust and he pulled out ejaculating all over her breasts . Vikram harshly entered her for the second round and started stroking in and out of her hole . 15 minutes later he released his second load on her thighs .

Just as she breathed a sigh , they changed their positions and Arthit positioned himself on her pussy . Vikram pushed his member in her mouth and Arjun grabbed her hand to stroke himself while fondling with her breasts .

2 – HOURS – LATER

“Too tight” , Arjun groaned and slipped himself out of her pussy , released on her stomach . He went inside the bathroom and after a quick shower came out dressed to see Mohena lying half – conscious on the table , just as he had left her . Arthit entered the room at the same time and eyed him to exit the room .

Arthit grabbed a bottle of water from the bar and went towards the table where Mohena lied on her back , her eyes closed . She lied there exhausted and dirty , there were marks , bruises and handprints all over her figure . She looked like a fragile glass , which could break with a touch . He splashed the bottle of water on her face , awakening her senses and she immediately sat up on the table, wincing in pain . She wiped the water beads from her face and turned to her left and saw Arthit standing there .

“Clean your dirty self and come down” , speaking this to her , he walked out of the room and further towards the hall of the mansion, where his brothers and the pilot of their jet awaited him

Mohena’s legs had given up to support her to stand . She fell to the ground , not having the power to stand once she climbed down from the desk . She somehow crawled to the shower cubicle and thoroughly washed her body ; she saw a full length one – piece dress set on the table with a sticker of ‘wear it’ and she buttoned on the dress .