This is a continuum from the previous part. Let’s get started.
The look on Nisha’s face was priceless. For a moment, she was hesitant, and then she started to ask Lucky with a trembling voice.
Nisha: How? No? Why? Why are you lying to me?
Lucky: When I was in college, he used to take things from me. I remember when he fucked my girlfriend. He first convinced her to break up with me, and later he got into a relationship with her and…
I kept quiet for a few seconds and then continued.
Lucky: And then he fucked her. She later broke up with me.
Nisha was in a daze. Her eyes were already turning red, and teardrops were forming. I gave her a minute to process what I said. Then I took my phone out and opened the images of the conversation between Sanjay and my ex. I placed my phone on the table.
Nisha was a traditional and innocent housewife. Someone who would do anything to protect her family. It would have been hard to convince her just by using random words. So I needed proof strong enough to plant a seed of betrayal in her mind.
I wanted her to look at the evidence willingly. Hence, I placed my phone on the table for her to accept. At first, she was hesitant; maybe somewhere deep inside, she knew that once she picked up that phone, there was no going back. But with trembling hands, she picked up my phone.
She went through the conversations between her husband and my ex. With each message, tiny teardrops slowly slid through her cheeks and started falling on her lap. She was biting her lips, preventing herself from wailing out. She finally closed her eyes. This was my queue to speak again.
Lucky: After the breakup, I decided to win her back. That night I was with Sanjay in a bar having drinks. I told him about how I was planning to win her back. That was the same night I got into a fight with some thugs in the bar.
I gave a small pause. I took a deep breath and made my voice a little heavy to make her believe I was about to cry, and I continued.
Lucky: Later, to stop me from talking to her, Sanjay reached out to those thugs and informed them where they could find me alone and beat me up. They broke my arm. While I was in the hospital, he was fucking my girl.
Again, after a small pause, I continued,
Lucky: You can slide left, and you will find the conversation between Sanjay and those thugs.
Nisha had her eyes closed, and she was slowly sobbing. After a while, she opened her eyes and decided to see the truth. She started to go through the other conversations. Sanjay was a little rough for Nisha, and sometimes after a few drinks. He raised his hands in anger.
But he always came through and apologized. He told her how much he loved her. And she loved him too. After all, he was her husband.
During my initial days, when Sanjay and I used to drink together (or shall I say Sanjay used to drink, and I used to drink juice and pretend to be drunk), he used to tell me everything about her relationship. So I had enough information on how to manipulate her.
This idea came to me four months ago when I got the information on Sanjay’s family. I had evidence that Sanjay betrayed me. The incident of Sanjay breaking my relationship with my ex and the incident of the bar fight had a year’s gap between them. But Nisha does not have to know that.
Sanjay did want to fuck my ex, but he never got the chance, and Nisha does not have to know that. I took old incidents from my past and put them together to break Nisha’s heart. But I was not finished. I still had more.
Lucky: I am scared that history is repeating itself.
My words pushed Nisha into a deep terror; her eyes were wide open.
Lucky: About half a year ago, I introduced Sanjay to my girlfriend, Roshni. I do love her, and I wanted to get married to her.
Nisha’s expressions were turning sadder and sadder with each passing word. The moment had finally come—the moment she desperately wished never happened from the first time I started to tell my story.
Lucky: For the past few months, I’ve noticed Sanjay spending more time with my girlfriend. I travel often for work, so I am not at home most days.
After another deep breath, I continued,
Lucky: Roshini asked me for a huge sum of money. I later realized she had given it to Sanjay. Using which Sanjay purchased land for his parents.
Everything made sense to Nisha—how Sanjay could suddenly purchase land. Why was he late most nights and taking more night shifts more frequently? The web I created was perfect. I just had to speak the right words, and I already knew what to say.
Lucky: I believe he did that because he wanted his parents out of there. He knew he was tricking you, but tricking his parents would be difficult.
Without saying anything, Nisha was listening to me and slowly sobbing. I just continued with my story.
Lucky: I had doubts, so I placed cameras in my house to check what they did in my absence.
My words brought Nisha back to reality, and she raised her head and looked straight into my eyes. She was scared, but somehow she already knew what was coming next. Her greatest fear.
I said that I took my phone from Nisha’s hand and played her a video. In the video, Sanjay was having sex with Roshini.
This was the final blow. Nisha was finally broken. Her worst fear came true. The mobile slid down from her hand and fell to the ground, and she started to cry. Her husband was cheating on her.
With a trembling voice and fake tears in my eyes, I continue.
Lucky: Why does it always happen to me, Bhabhi? Why?
With that, I moved toward Nisha and hugged her. She did not resist at all. Her body was amazing. I could feel the heat from her body and her breaths. I slowly patted her back. Women are simple creatures. We need to find their vulnerability. She was heartbroken, and she was not thinking straight at all.
The woman who would not have allowed me to touch her hands is allowing me to hug her. While slowly moving my hands on her back, I whispered in her ears. “Bhabhi, I want my revenge.”
With that, Nisha backed off from my hands, stood up and took a few steps back. I picked up my phone and took my seat back on the bed. With a serious face and fake anger in my eyes, I continued.
Lucky: Sanjay needs to pay. I will break every bone of his body and cripple him.
My words terrified Nisha. Even though she was cheated on, she loved her husband. She cannot let me cripple him.
Nisha: Please, bhaiya, don’t. Please…
She spoke while sobbing.
Lucky: It’s too late, Bhabhi.
Nisha: No… Please… I… I will talk with him.
Lucky: You think you can convince him? Let me show you something.
I played another video and placed it on the table. This time, it was a conversation between two people. A man and a woman.
Nisha immediately recognized the man’s voice; she took a few steps forward and got on her knees. It was Sanjay.
Inside the Video:
Sanjay: I love you, Roshni.
Roshni: I love you too, Sanjay.
Sanjay: I cannot live a day without fucking you.
Roshni: If you spend all your days here, what will your wife think?
Sanjay: I will handle her; she is stupid.
Roshni: What will you do if she finds out?
Sanjay: I will leave her if you are ready to be with me.
Roshni: Haha, you know well, I love Lucky.
Sanjay: Then I will leave her and still fuck you, simple. After all…
(End of video)
The video ended, and there was just silence. Nisha played the video again and again and focused on the part where Sanjay was talking about leaving Nisha.
Lucky: If he finds out you know about the affair, he will leave you anyway. So let me get my revenge.
Nisha: Please don’t… I cannot afford to be single. My father will die. He is barely feeding my sister and mother. If I lose Sanjay, it’s over for me.
The last video was the hidden ace I was saving for last, and it worked like a charm. Better than I anticipated. Now Nisha cannot confront Sanjay regarding Roshni. She was trapped in the web, which took months to build.
I stood up and slowly grabbed Nisha’s shoulder and pulled her up. She was still sobbing. I wiped her tears and asked her to stop crying. Then I picked up the glass of water from the table and offered it to her to drink. She slowly took a few gulps of water. I took the glass back and continued.
Lucky: I need my revenge; he fucked my girls not once but twice. He broke my arms.
With her big, innocent eyes, Nisha was listening carefully.
Lucky: It’s either making him a cripple or…
Without saying anything, I slide down her saree pallu. Before she could react, her pallu was already touching the ground. Nisha instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest, covered her breasts, and put her head down.
With fake sadness and determination in my eyes, I slowly lifted her face. Placing my finger below her chin and looked straight into her eyes.
Lucky: I do not want to force you. So you decide?
Nisha was in a dilemma. On the one hand, she lets her husband pay for the sin and gets her life ruined; on the other, she needs to pay for her husband’s sin. After a moment of hesitation, she closed her eyes and slowly moved her hands away.
Lucky: Please look into my eyes.
Nisha slowly opened her eyes. There was little fear and a little determination to pay for her husband’s sin in her big, round eyes.
Lucky: From today onwards, I am your master. What am I?
With hesitation, Nisha spoke up.
Nishsa: Mas… Master.
Lucky: Good.
I grabbed her neck and pushed her down on her knees. I unbuttoned my pants and fished out my thick, throbbing black penis. The bulging veins can be seen clearly on my penis.
I slowly slid my penis over Nisha’s upper and lower lips. Nisha was closing her eyes.
Lucky: Open your mouth and look straight into my eyes.
With some hesitation, she opened her eyes and looked into my eyes. Nisha on her knees, with my penis on her lips and her eyes straight looking into mine, was a dream come true. It was sexy enough to make me cum hundred times over.
I slowly slid my fingers into her mouth and opened it up. I then gently started to slide my dick into her mouth.
Lucky: Good… very good… Open it wider; ensure your teeth do not scratch my dick.
Nisha was responding to my commands. Her eyes were still fixed on mine. Her mouth’s warm and wet sensation was strong enough to make any man go crazy. I started to speed up my motions and slid my penis deep inside her mouth, reaching her throat.
Lucky: Good girl. Breathe through your nose and let your mouth do all the work. Use your tongue more.
I was on my limit; my penis was throbbing like crazy. Any second now, I could lose it. I grabbed Nisha’s head from behind and started to thrust harder. I was on the edge, and with the final push, I slid my penis deep inside her throat. My balls were touching her chin.
I started to unload my thick love batter inside her throat. I specifically saved it up for this day. It was so much that she started to choke on it. I slid out my penis and started to cum all over her face.
It was on her eyes, her nose, her hair, and all over her lips. It was just too intense. Nisha finally fell to the ground and was breathless. I went straight to the bathroom and got warm water and a towel. I used it to clean Nisha up. I cleaned her face, her hair, and her lips.
I also cleaned the sperm, which was on the ground. I slowly lifted Nisha and placed her on the bed. I covered her blouse with her pallu, Slowly placed my hands on her head, and whispered in her ear.
“Good girl.”
“My good girl”
“It was all Sanjay’s fault. You did nothing wrong.”
“You are just trying to save this family.”
I was sitting on the ground near her head, patting her head, and like chanting a mantra, I was repeating the same thing: “You are my good girl. It is all Sanjay’s fault.”
Pushing her deep into sleep. I left Nisha and closed the door. I got inside my car and opened my phone to play another video. This video was a continuation of the one I showed Nisha.
Inside video:
Roshni: What will you do if she finds out?
Sanjay: I will leave her if you are ready to be with me.
Roshni: Haha, you know well, I love Lucky.
Sanjay: Then I will leave her and still fuck you, simple. After all, Lucky is okay sharing you with me.
Roshni: Why don’t you include Nisha in our game?
Sanjay was thinking about something and continued.
Sanjay: If I tell you, will you keep it a secret from Lucky?
Roshni: Of course, why not? Don’t you remember that I love you too? In fact, I convinced Lucky to give you money for the land.
Sanjay: Actually, it will be impossible to convince her, and she is really boring in sex, and…
Roshni: And?
Sanjay: I do not want to share her with Lucky. Please do not tell him. Please…
Roshini: Hahaha… okay. But what will I get in return?
Sanjay: What do you want?
Roshni: A good fucking tonight.
Sanjay: You devil.
(End of video)
“If I didn’t know she was acting, I would have been fooled. Roshni is an angel. I need to take her on a special date and give her a good time. Maybe a group date.” Thinking about my next moves, I drove off.
To be continued.
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