[sushilt20]

Superb update

[Joker44]

Srivalli subah bed par jaise hi aankh kholti hai, poori body mein dard aur thakan mehsoos hoti hai. Sticky skin, messy hair, aankhon mein raat bhar ki bechaini. Room mein ab bhi Dave ki smell, uske touch ka nasha, aur uski body pe chhode marks the. Wo dheere-dheere uth kar bethi, aur samajh nahi paayi ki yeh sab sapna tha ya sach.
Tabhi Jolly quietly room ke corner se aakar uske paas aata hai. Srivalli usse aankh milate hi, aankhon mein aansu bhar laati hai, aur usko tight hug kar ke rone lagti hai.
“Jolly… maine kya kar diya… maine toh… bas Pushpa ke liye kiya tha, lekin… main kitni giri hui ho gayi…”
Uski awaaz toot rahi thi, puri guilt aur shame se bhari.
Jolly uske hair ko softly stroke karta hai, thoda cold, lekin practical tone mein,
“Chup ho ja, Srivalli… ye sab situation ki majboori thi. Tere paas aur koi option tha kya? Main jaanta hoon dard ho raha hai, lekin tu strong hai—sirf Pushpa ke liye yeh sab kiya.”
Srivalli aankhon se aansu ponch kar, poori messy body pe nazar daalti hai—cum ab bhi thighs pe, neck par dried marks, room ka sheet sticky, uski aankhen guilt se phir bhar jaati hain.
“Pushpa… bahar aa gaya kya, Jolly? Yeh sab karne ke baad… kam se kam wo toh free ho jaaye…”
Jolly thoda sigh karta hai, aankhon mein thoda guilt, lekin voice ab bhi controlled,
“Dave ab apna pressure daal raha hai authorities pe, toh situation better ho jayegi. Lekin case bahut bada hai—ek do din mein toh kuch nahi hoga. Ek week toh lag hi jayega. Par Pushpa ki condition improve ho rahi hai, bas thoda time aur chahiye.”
Srivalli ke chehre pe phir tension,
“Par tumne bola tha sab theek ho jayega… ab Dave kya chahta hai? Maine sun liya ki uska kuch aur demand hai—bata na, sach sach bata!”
Jolly ka face thoda stiff ho jata hai, aankhen thodi guilty ho jati hain,
“Srivalli… Dave ko tu itni pasand aa gayi hai ki ab wo chahta hai tu kuch aur din uske saath rahe. Maine mana kiya, par situation aisi hai ki use mana bhi nahi kar sakta.”
Srivalli ki aankhen shock aur gusse se bhar jaati hain.
“Tu kaisa mard hai, Jolly? Teri hi aankhon ke saamne koi doosra aadmi teri aurat ko… use karta raha, aur tujhe kuch feel nahi hota? Tum dono ke liye main sirf ek deal hoon, ek cheez hoon kya?”
Jolly bhi ab gusse se respond karta hai, lekin tone me phir bhi helplessness hai,
“Lagta hai, Srivalli. Bahut lagta hai, andar se jalta hoon. Lekin tujhe bhi pata hai, agar main Dave ki deal tod doon, toh Pushpa jail mein hi marega. Tujhe lagta hai mujhe farq nahi padta? Par mujhe teri izzat aur Pushpa ki zindagi mein se ek chune ki majboori thi.”
Srivalli ke aansu phir behne lagte hain,
“Toh tu keh raha hai main apne pati ko bhool jaun, sirf teri biwi ban jaun? Dave ko khatam kar de na, sab khatam kar de!”
Jolly ab soft, almost whisper mein,
“Main chahta toh sab kuch khatam kar sakta hoon, lekin phir Pushpa nahi bachega. Tu bata—apna sab kuch dekar bhi Pushpa ki zindagi bacha le, ya fir sab kuch khatam kar du aur sab barbaad ho jaye?”
Dono ke beech raw, dark, aur painful silence fail jaata hai. Srivalli ab bed pe baithi hai—chehra guilt, tears aur helplessness se bhara, Jolly uske saamne—ek dusre ko samajh nahi paate, par majboori ke saath bandhe hue.
Srivalli ki poori raat, poora astitva—ek deal ka price ban chuka tha.
Jolly ne bas uska shoulder thoda squeeze kiya,
“Mujhe maaf kar de, Srivalli. Main bhi majboor hoon…”

Srivalli ne aansu poochhe, thoda sa dil sambhala aur ek gehri saans li. Jolly ne uske haath me ek soft red satin one-piece dress diya, jo Dave ne bheji thi—dress bold thi, straps thin, neckline deep, length thoda above the knees, body ko perfectly hug karne wali. Srivalli ne us dress ko dekha, ek pal ke liye aankhen band ki, lekin is baar uske chehre par bas majboori thi, koi resistance nahi.

"Yeh Dave ne bheja hai, bol raha tha aaj tumhe yahi pehna dekhna chahta hai," Jolly ne low voice mein kaha.
Srivalli ne thoda shaky sa smile diya, dress le li aur dheere-dheere bathroom ki taraf chali gayi. Door band karte hi she took a moment—apna reflection dekha, messy hair, poora body abhi bhi raat bhar ki marks se bhara. Usne paani chala diya, thandi shower ke neeche khud ko dhoya, Dave aur raat bhar ki wildness ka sab asar skin se utaar diya—lekin dil ka bojh ab bhi tha.
Naha kar fresh out aayi, towel me wrap hokar, phir dheere se red one-piece dress pehna. Uski bare skin pe satin ka smooth touch, neckline deep thi, cleavage thoda show ho raha tha. Back almost open, thin straps, dress poori body ko sensual way me hug kar rahi thi. Usne hair open rakhe, halkasa kajal lagaya, lips par thoda gloss. Mirror me apne aap ko dekha toh lag raha tha jaise koi bold heroine—lekin eyes ab bhi soft, slightly lost.
Srivalli ne apni mangalsutra pe haath rakha, aankhen band ki, ek last time Pushpa ko yaad kiya—Sab kuch uske liye hi toh hai...—phir deep breath li, aankhen kholi, aur accept kar liya ki aaj ki raat phir Dave ki hai.
She stepped out, poore hall mein silence tha, Jolly ne usse ek pal ke liye dekha—proud, thoda helpless, thoda guilty. Srivalli ne kuch nahi kaha, sirf Dave ke room ki taraf dheere-dheere kadam badha diye, destiny aur sacrifice ke ek aur raat ke liye...



Dave ne Srivalli ko freshly dressed dekhte hi ek wild smile di. Room ke beech, Jolly ki aankhon ke saamne, Dave ne Srivalli ke bilkul kareeb aakar uski waist hold ki, aur bina kisi hesitation ke, uske lips par ek bold, passionate kiss chhod diya. Srivalli ki aankhen widen ho gayi, thoda surprise, thoda shyness, lekin usne resist nahi kiya—yeh moment ab uski new reality thi.
Jolly side mein khada tha, uska chehra thoda grim, aankhon mein jealousy aur bechaini dono thi. Dave ka kiss deep hota gaya, usne Srivalli ko apni taraf aur khinch liya, lips pe wildness aur possessiveness dikh rahi thi.
Kiss ke baad, Dave ne Srivalli ki waist tight hold ki, uska haath apne around wrap karaya—“You look stunning, goddess. Ready for the day?” Dave ne soft, husky tone me bola, thoda teasing smile ke saath. Srivalli ne aankhen jhuka ke, bas sir hila diya, uski body ab Dave ki baahon me poori tarah surrender thi.
Jolly ne peeche se dekhte hue apni jaw tight kar li, ek low groan nikal diya—Andar hi andar jal raha tha, lekin kuch keh bhi nahi sakta tha.
Dave ne Srivalli ko confidently apni baahon me leke, hall ke bahar le gaya—poori world ke saamne yeh dikha kar ki ab yeh raat, yeh din, ab Srivalli sirf uski possession hai. Srivalli uske saath slow steps me walk karte hue, ek baar piche Jolly ko dekha—uski aankhon me guilt, pain, aur ek silent goodbye tha.
Aaj se, Srivalli apne sacrifice aur fate ko poori tarah accept kar chuki thi.

Car ke andar Dave ne Srivalli ko apni taraf kheech kar, apni baahon mein le liya. Srivalli ki soft body red dress mein Dave ke chest se chipki hui thi, uska haath Dave ki thigh pe, aankhen slightly nervous, lekin ab wo poori tarah surrender thi.
Dave har kuch minute mein Srivalli ke lips pe smooch karta, kabhi uske neck pe soft bites leta, kabhi uski bare shoulder pe tongue se slow kiss chhodta. Har baar car ki window se sunlight uski skin pe padti, uska neckline aur deep lagne lagta. Srivalli thoda sharmati, thoda uneasy, lekin Dave ke har touch par uski body softly melt ho jaati.
“You look so irresistible, goddess. I can’t keep my hands off you,” Dave husky voice mein bolta, lips uski jawline pe slide karte hue.
Srivalli thoda moan karti, aankhen band kar leti, lekin jab bhi Dave ka haath uski waist ya thighs pe jata, wo sirf ek light shiver ke saath uski taraf khinch jaati. Dave ab kabhi uski lips suck karta, kabhi soft tongue flick deta, aur kabhi ek dum se uske lips ko possessive bite deta.
Car ke andar ab sirf Dave ki deep breathing, Srivalli ki light moans, aur forbidden pleasure ka heat tha—Srivalli ab Dave ke control mein, har public moment mein bhi uske smooch, touch aur possession ko poori tarah mehsoos karti rahi.



Car highway par smoothly chal rahi thi, lekin andar ka mahaul kaafi intense ho gaya tha. Dave ka haath Srivalli ke bare thigh pe tha, uski aankhon mein pure hunger dikh raha tha. Usne soft, husky voice mein Srivalli ke ear ke paas jhuk kar bola,
“I need you, goddess… abhi, yahin.”
Srivalli ne thoda sa deep breath li, aankhen Dave ki aankhon se milayi—usme shyness bhi thi, lekin ab resistance nahi. Dheere se woh seat par thoda lower hui, Dave ki belt open ki, phir zip dhire se khol di. Dave already hard ho chuka tha.
Srivalli ne uska lund gently hand mein liya, pehle soft kiss tip pe diya, phir lips se poora base tak slow lick kiya. Dave ka haath ab uske hair mein tha, fingers se gently guide karta hua.
“That’s it… good girl…” Dave ki voice deep aur heavy ho gayi.
Srivalli ne lips se uska lund fully wrap kiya, mouth ke andar le gayi—slow, wet strokes, tongue se base se tip tak, kabhi lips tight, kabhi tip pe soft swirl. Dave ab moan kar raha tha, head back,
“Fuck… yes, just like that…”
Srivalli ab thoda aur wild ho gayi, mouth me deep, hand se base pe squeeze, dusre haath se Dave ki thigh ko gentle rub karte hue. Car ki window se sunlight uske hair aur cheeks pe glow kar rahi thi, mouth me lund ka deep sensation, Dave ki moans car ke andar gunj rahi thi.
Har second, Srivalli poori tarah Dave ko please kar rahi thi, every slow suck, every deep lick, every eye contact—Dave ka pleasure ab uske control mein tha, car ki ride ab ek forbidden, wild memory ban gayi.





Srivalli ab Dave ke beech car ki backseat par jhuki hui thi, uske lund ko mouth mein deep lete hue. Uski lips tight, tongue se shaft ko poora wrap karte, kabhi slow, kabhi fast strokes—Dave ka haath ab uske baalon mein, uska head gently guide karta hua,
“Deeper, goddess… take it all…”
Srivalli ne throat relax kiya, poora lund deep throat mein le gayi, Dave ka moan aur heavy ho gaya. Uski breathing ab fast, hips thoda lift ho gaye, pleasure ka wave uske face pe clearly dikhta. Srivalli ke eyes upar Dave ki taraf, uske lips messy, saliva thoda drip kar raha tha, cheeks hollow ho gayi thi, har thrust pe thoda gag sound,
“Fuck… just like that… don’t stop…”
Dave ne kuch aur deep, slow thrusts diye, fir ek last push ke saath, uska hot, thick cum Srivalli ke mouth mein explode ho gaya. Srivalli ne poora load mouth mein feel kiya, kuch swallow kiya, kuch lips ke corner pe lag gaya. Uski eyes band, mouth abhi bhi open, lips sticky, face pe thoda sweat aur wild look.
Dave ne usko gently apni taraf khinch liya, Srivalli ko apni lap par bitha liya. Uske hair ko softly tuck kiya, lips pe ek wild, satisfied kiss diya,
“That was perfect, goddess… you’re incredible.”
Srivalli ab Dave ki lap par thi, breathless, thoda blush, mouth ab bhi cum ka taste, lekin aankhon mein ab ek wild, surrendered glow tha. Car mein ab sirf unke heavy breaths aur forbidden thrill ka nasha tha—Srivalli ab poori tarah Dave ke control mein, uski arms mein, uski possession.




Srivalli car ki seat par Dave ki lap mein bethi thi, uska haath ab bhi uski bare thigh pe tha. Red one-piece dress ki neckline abhi bhi thodi loose thi, lips par Dave ke cum ka halkasa taste, hair messy, aankhon mein ek ajeeb si sukoon aur guilt ka mix tha. Dave usko side glance dekhte hue, full possessiveness ke saath arm around uski waist rakhe hue tha.
Srivalli ki aankhen car ke window se bahar thi, lekin dimaag mein sirf chaos—Pushpa jail mein hai, aur main yahan kisi aur ke saath… raat bhar ka nasha ab bhi skin pe hai, lips par uski taste… kya main sirf ek deal ho gayi hoon? Lekin body ab bhi Dave ke touch me melt ho rahi thi, kuch bhi feel karna mushkil tha.
Car ek smooth halt par aayi. Bahar ek private helipad tha, chaaro taraf security, ek helicopter already ready, blades dheere-dheere ghoom rahe the. Dave ne Srivalli ka haath pakda, confident style me usko car se bahar le gaya. Usne ek baar bhi piche nahi dekha—Srivalli bhi ab silent thi, bas sir jhuka kar Dave ke saath heli tak chalti gayi.
Helicopter ke andar dono seat par baithe—Dave ne ab bhi uska haath chhoda nahi tha, uski fingers apni thighs par gently slide karte hue. Pilot ne signal diya aur engine roar karte hi helicopter sky mein udne laga.
Srivalli ki aankhen ab clouds ki taraf thi, lekin dil mein ek ajeeb si khalipan—Pati jail mein, main kisi aur ke baahon mein. Dave ke liye ab main sirf ek possession hoon… lekin majboori ka yeh safar ab shuru ho chuka hai.
Dave ne uski taraf thoda lean kar ke soft whisper kiya,
“Now, you’re all mine… for as long as I want, goddess.”
Helicopter ke closed cabin mein ab sirf machine ka loud hum, Srivalli ka silence, Dave ki wild gaze, aur ek deal ki nayi shuruaat ka intense atmosphere tha.

Helicopter ne dheere se ek huge, sparkling gambling boat par landing ki—yeh ek luxury floating casino tha, jahan sab jagah shor, music, laughter, aur bright neon lights ki chamak thi. Srivalli ke high heels deck pe padte hi Dave ne uski waist aur tight pakad li, aur confidently usko andar le gaya. Casino ke andar sab kuch royal aur wild tha—roulette tables, poker, drunk laughter, imported drinks ka mehfil, aur glamorous crowd.
Dave ke doston ka group already lounge ke ek corner mein tha—sab high, excited, loud. Ek ne Dave ko dekhte hi shout kiya,
“Hey! Here comes the legend—and his new queen!”
Dave ne proud smile ke saath Srivalli ko apne arms me aur close khinch liya. Srivalli ne party ka mahaul dekha, sab taraf hot, bold ladkiyan, expensive suits wale men, sab openly flirt kar rahe the, drinks flow ho rahi thi.
Tabhi ek drunk firangi guy aage aaya, uski aankhen Srivalli ke figure pe fix ho gayi. Usne sudden Srivalli ka cheek par slap kiya—“Let’s see how feisty she is!”
Srivalli ke face par shock aur gussa aa gaya. Usne apna haath gusse mein uthaya, ki seedha uske cheek par thappad jodegi, lekin jaise hi uski nazar Dave par padhi, wo ruk gayi. Uski aankhen warning de rahi thi—Don’t! Srivalli ne apni aankhen jhuka li, lekin uski aankhon mein aag thi.
Dave ne situation handle karte hue, apne friend ko forcefully side kiya aur apni arm Srivalli ke shoulder pe rakh li. Firm, possessive tone me bola,
“She’s with me. No one touches her. Understood?”
Lounge ke ek private corner mein pahunchte hi, sabse best seat Dave ne occupy ki—Srivalli ko apni lap par bitha liya. Uska ek haath Srivalli ki bare thigh par, dusra haath uske boob par—dress ke thin fabric ke upar se slight squeeze karta raha. Srivalli ab Dave ki baahon me thi, face abhi bhi thoda red—gussa aur helplessness dono mil ke, lekin Dave ki possessive grip mein fully trapped thi.
Aas-paas dusre rich men, hot girls, sab bold flirting, open drinking, wild laughter, chips ki jingling, glasses ki clink, crazy party ka mahaul. Dave Srivalli ke ear ke paas jhuk kar bola,
“Just relax, goddess. Tonight, you’re with me. Enjoy this world—ab yahi tumhari reality hai.”
Fir usne uski cleavage pe ek deep kiss diya, hand se boob ko tight squeeze kiya, aur glass utha ke laughter mein baaki group ke saath toast kiya. Srivalli ab Dave ki lap par, wild crowd ke beech, ek possession ki tarah—gaze, touch, party ka center ban chuki thi.




The private lounge ka mahaul ab aur bhi bolder aur uncontrolled ho gaya tha. Rich men aur hot girls sab openly flirt kar rahe the, loud laughter, dirty jokes, aur glasses clinking ka shor tha. Table par har taraf drinks, poker chips, smoke, perfume ka mix nasha tha.
Kuch men ek dusre ke baaju baithi ladkiyon par comments kar rahe the—
"Look at that one in gold, she'll bankrupt a man in one night!"
"This Indian girl—Dave's catch, right? Must be spicy in bed!"
Sab ke aankhon mein lust aur wild curiosity thi.
Dave bhi apni glass raise karta, Srivalli ke baare mein tease karte hue bola,
“Oh, you have no idea, boys. Indian women—they’re fire. Yeh wali toh sab kuch seh leti hai. Last night… damn, I’m still sore!”
Baaki sab hans padte, kuch aur wild ho jate.
Ek tall, muscular guy—French accent wala—Srivalli ke close aaya, aur without any hesitation, uska haath Srivalli ke waist pe daal diya. Usne Dave ki aankhon mein dekha, Dave ne ek sharp, thoda dark smile di—jaise ke, "Go ahead, but remember, she’s still mine." Srivalli ki aankhon mein ek choti si request thi, lekin Dave ne bas whiskey ka sip liya aur apne friend ko challenge ki tarah look diya.
French guy ne Srivalli ko gently apni lap par pull kar liya. Srivalli ne ek second ke liye Dave ki taraf dekha—uski aankhon mein warning thi, lekin permission bhi. Srivalli ab helpless thi, crowd ki beech ek aur possession ban kar.
French guy ne uske bare shoulders ko softly stroke kiya, fir bina sharm ke uske lips pe deep, hungry smooch kar diya. Srivalli ki aankhon mein halki si aansu ki chamak thi, lekin usne protest nahi kiya. Uski aankhen almost watery thi, lips slightly trembling, lekin she sat there—poori tarah controlled, sacrifice aur helplessness mein.
Dave ne door se Srivalli ko dekha, aankhon mein possessive warning—yeh game hai, lekin line cross mat karna. Room mein ab baaki men aur bold ho gaye, jokes aur wild ho gaye, dirty baatein ab openly ho rahi thi.
Srivalli ab us tall man ki lap par thi, uska hand uske thigh pe, dusre haath se drink pass karta hua. French guy ab bhi uske neck pe smooch karta, uski ear me kuch dirty, bold words whisper karta. Srivalli ab party, pleasure aur wildness ka hissa, apni majboori aur sacrifice ke saath crowd ki gaze aur lust ka center ban chuki thi.
Party ki sham ab aur bhi wild hone lagi, aur Srivalli ki aankhon mein tears, lips pe forced smile, aur dil mein Dave ki warning thi.



French guy ne Srivalli ko apni lap par pakad ke rakh liya, uska ek haath Srivalli ke deep neckline ke andar slip kar gaya, uske bare boob ko softly squeeze karta hua. Dusre haath se usne Srivalli ke red dress ke hem ko thoda upar slide kiya, aur fingers dheere-dheere uski panty ke andar explore karne lage.
Srivalli ne pehle ek second ke liye body tense kar li, haath se French guy ka wrist pakad kar rokne ki koshish ki—lekin uski grip strong thi, aur party ka mahaul, Dave ki aankhon ki warning, sab mila kar usko almost freeze kar diya. Uski aankhon me guilt, tears ki chamak thi, lips slightly parted, breath fast ho gayi.
French guy ne uske face ko turn kiya aur lips pe deep kiss kar diya—tongue uske mouth me forcefully dal di, uski breath aur wild ho gayi. Srivalli ne pehle lips tight kiye, lekin phir resistance chhod di—body dheere-dheere relax ho gayi, lips open ho gaye, aur uski tongue bhi French guy ke tongue ke saath melt hone lagi.
“Mmm…” Srivalli ke mooh se muffled moan nikal gayi, tears ki ek drop uske cheek pe roll ho gayi, lekin ab usne surrender kar diya tha—French guy ki fingers uski panty me soft but bold touch ke saath, uska ek boob ab bhi grip me, dusra haath uske bare thigh pe—aur lips par deep, messy, wet kiss.
French guy ab fully enjoying—party ki light, uski bold possession, Dave ki presence sab kuch uske thrill ko aur intense bana rahe the. Srivalli ab crowd ke beech, ek nayi reality me, apni body ko majboori me de rahi thi, Dave ki aankhon me apne sacrifice ka saboot ban kar.





French guy ne Srivalli ki panty ke andar fingers ko wild, heavy motion mein move karna start kiya—deep, fast strokes, thumb se clit ko rough circles. Srivalli ki body ab uske lap par poori tarah tremble ho rahi thi, lips French guy ke mooh mein lock thi, tongue se deep messy kiss ho raha tha. Uski moans ab loud ho gayi thi,
“Ahhh… please… stop… oh god…!”
Lekin French guy aur wild ho gaya, uski fingers ab inside-out fast ho gayi. Party mein sabki nazar ab Srivalli par thi—kuch men bold laughter, kuch women shock, lekin sab fascinated. Srivalli ki legs ab poori tarah shake ho gayi, hips French guy ke hand ke against arch ho rahi thi. Suddenly, ek sharp scream ke saath, Srivalli ka body jhatke mein aaya aur ek heavy squirt uski panty se bahar nikal gaya—liquid French guy ke hand aur party couch pe spread ho gaya.
Room mein ek second ke liye silence, phir wild laughter aur whistles.
“Look at that, boys! She just fucking squirted everywhere!”
Kuch log applause, kuch aur tease karne lage.
Srivalli ka face red, eyes me tears, lips trembling, poori body aftershocks me abhi bhi move kar rahi thi. Moans ab bhi control me nahi thi—“Ahhh… ohhh… ahh…”—aur uski dress aur thighs ab sticky ho gayi thi.
French guy ne uske wetness se sticky fingers ko mouth mein lick kiya, party crowd ke saamne bold smile ke saath,
“Delicious. Truly the sweetest Indian flavor I’ve had!”
Fir usne Srivalli ko gently Dave ki taraf push kar diya,
“She’s all yours now, mate! What a treat.”
Dave ne Srivalli ko possessive arms mein le liya, crowd ab bhi wild ho raha tha—Srivalli ab poori tarah Dave ke chest pe surrender thi, face abhi bhi shock aur pleasure me lost, aur party ka mahaul aur bhi wild ho gaya.








Dave ne Srivalli ko apni baahon mein liya, aur uske lips pe deep, messy kiss kar diya. Srivalli ne thoda gusse se usko door dhakelne ki koshish ki, aankhon mein aansu aur dard tha,
“Dave, yeh toh humne decide nahi kiya tha… this wasn’t part of the deal!”
Uski awaaz shaky thi—ab helplessness, guilt aur pure humiliation uski body pe likha hua tha.
Dave ne uske baalon ko tight pakad kar, uska face apni taraf ghumaya, aankhon mein ek cold, threatening expression,
“Listen, goddess. For these few days, you’re mine. You do what I say, when I say. That’s the deal. Ya phir… tumhara pati kabhi bhi jail se bahar nahi aayega.”
Srivalli ki aankhen phir se tears se bhar gayi, breath unsteady ho gayi, lekin Dave ki grip aur uski threat itni real thi ki Srivalli ke haath dheere-dheere loose ho gaye, resistance chhod diya. Dave ne fir se lips par hard, possessive kiss diya—yeh ek warning bhi thi, aur ek reminder bhi ki ab Srivalli uske control mein hai.
Srivalli ab calm ho gayi, aankhen band ki, kuch second deep breath liya—Pushpa ke liye hi toh sab kuch… main seh lungi…—andheron mein bhi usne apne pati ke liye apni poori majboori accept kar li.
Ab Dave ki aankhon mein full satisfaction thi, aur Srivalli ne finally apni aankhen kholkar—thoda anxious, thoda helpless—apni taqdeer ko poori tarah se accept kar liya. She nodded slightly, quietly whispering,
“Theek hai… main sab kuch karungi. Bas mere pati ko bacha lo…”
Us moment, Dave ki victory complete ho gayi thi—Srivalli ab uske rules par, apni sacrifice aur love ke bojh ke saath, uski possession ban chuki thi.





Srivalli ab lounge ke plush couch par cramped thi—ek taraf Dave ka tight grip, doosri taraf ek aur bold, drunk firangi businessman. Party ka noise, neon lights, aur table par har taraf poker chips ki jingling thi. Srivalli ki lap par kisi aur ka haath casually rest kar raha tha, kabhi-kabhi uski bare thigh ko brush karta, lekin she had to smile—Dave ke instruction par, “Smile, goddess. Look like you’re enjoying.”
Party waale sab gambling, drinks aur dirty jokes mein busy the, lekin ab baat Srivalli par aa gayi thi. Ek young, cocky guy—suit mein, eyes wild, voice bold—suddenly table par lean ho kar Dave se bola,
"Money’s too boring, Dave. Let’s up the stakes. I want to bet on her. If I win… just one shot with her, that’s all I ask!"
Ye kehte hi usne Srivalli ke neck par tongue se slow, bold lick diya. Srivalli ek dam se shiver kar gayi, aankhon mein disgust aur fear—chehra pale, body tense, lekin lips pe forced smile thi, jaise koi puppet ho.
Dave ne sab kuch dekha, lekin uski aankhon mein thrill aur challenge ki spark thi. Usne Srivalli ki chin gently hold ki, uski aankhon mein dekha, aur low, controlled voice mein bola,
“Relax, goddess. This is how this world works now. Just follow my lead.”
Phir us cocky guy ki taraf turn hua, wide grin ke saath,
"Alright, let’s play! But just remember—she might ruin you for all other women."
Lounge mein sab hans padte, aur game ki stakes ab aur bhi wild ho gayi. Srivalli ki aankhon mein ab sirf anxiety, helplessness, aur ek fake smile thi—apne aap ko Dave ke rules aur casino ki wild duniya ke hawale kar chuki thi.
Table par cards ke saath ab Srivalli ka fate bhi bicha tha—aur Dave ke liye yeh sab sirf ek dangerous, twisted game ban chuka tha.

[arvind274]

Niceupdates

[Shabaz123]

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[Rinkp219]

Absolutely fantastic update Bhai... waiting moe ...

[Shabaz123]

Bro aage deva or jolly dono mil ke srivalli ki full jam ke chudai karwao..full hardcor gaali galoch waali




Or aage deva kuch gande task bhi kar ne ko kahe jese, nude exhibition

[rajeev13]

आपने कहानी का कथानक और संवाद बहुत बेहतरीन लिखे है,
कहानी ऐसी हो तभी पढ़ने में मज़ा आता है।

[Shabaz123]

Waiting next update bro

[amanmomin]

nice updtae yaar

[Shabaz123]

Waiting bro

[Shabaz123]

Update???

[sushilt20]

Nice update

[amanmomin]

waiting bro .....

[Shabaz123]

Waiting update

[amanmomin]

waiting for update bro

[Shabaz123]

Update kab de rahe ho bhai?

[sushilt20]

Waiting for update

[Shabaz123]

Story bohot achi ja rahi he bhai is ko bandh mat karo pls...

[amanmomin]

waiting for update bro

[Shivay123]

Please update