Chapter 1: Reckoning at Dawn
Kishore stormed into Prema's sleek penthouse, fists clenched. 'You conniving witch, you took my company, my fortune—everything!'
Prema leaned against the marble counter, her sharp eyes gleaming with amusement, curves accentuated by a silk robe that clung to her like a second skin. 'Arrogant to the end, Kishore. You thought you owned the world, but I played you like the fool you are. Now you'll submit as my sissy slave, or lose what little dignity you have left.'
'Never,' he spat, but his voice wavered as she stepped closer, her presence commanding.
'Oh, darling, that hard little cock of yours says otherwise,' she purred, her hand brushing his thigh. 'Strip. Now.'
Witty banter flew as he hesitated. 'This is disgusting, Prema—'
'Not as disgusting as you'll become, my dear. On your knees.' Her tone was steel wrapped in velvet.
Sweating under her gaze, Kishore complied, his body betraying him as arousal built. She pushed him back, spreading her legs. 'Worship my pussy like the whore you've become.' He dove in, tongue exploring her wet, dripping folds while she moaned commands. 'Deeper, sissy—make it good.'
Panting, he grew rock hard. Prema laughed, gripping his hair. 'Look at that pathetic cock, throbbing for me.' She mounted him in a swift, dominant motion, her ass grinding against him as she rode with fierce control. 'Fuck me like you mean it—or I'll make you beg.'
Their bodies slick with sweat, dialogue sharp: 'You love this humiliation, don't you?' she taunted. 'Yes,' he gasped, thrusting up. She came first, clenching around him, then forced a blowjob on his throbbing length until he exploded, cum spilling as he panted in ecstasy. 'This is just the start—my brother Shashi will enjoy breaking you further.'
The explosive release left him trembling, hinting at darker torments ahead.
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