The Game of Sasur Bahu Part 2 continue A

Respect for father-in-law and daughter-in-law

Continuing from the previous episode.

The man was lying naked on the bed in a room of the city's worst hotel. Both his hands were tied to the bedposts with silk scarves and in front of him a beautiful, sexy girl was slowly taking off her clothes. In a short while she was completely naked and looking at him with heavy eyelids, she licked her pink lips and took two steps forward and put one of her feet on the bed and started tickling the man's sole with the nail of her toe. Then she inserted the fingers of her right hand in her vagina and started kneading her heavy breasts with her left hand.

The man went mad with passion and tried to free his hands. His penis had become fully erect. But the girl kept playing with her body, unconcerned about his condition, "Ooohh...aaaah...ha...ha...Batra sahab, you want to squeeze my breasts like this, right?" He asked while squeezing her boobs mercilessly.

"Ha..ha..Malika my love please open my hands."

"Why? Can't I bear it?", said Malika while playing with her body and teasing him more.

"No, no!!!!!!!!!!!! Please open Malika."

But Malika wanted to tease him more. She placed her knees on both sides of his body and started moving her pussy right above his penis. Batra lifted his ass and tried to insert his penis in it. But Malika laughed and got up and with her hands made him lie down on the bed again. Then she placed her hands on his chest and started sitting as if she was going to take his penis. Batra started smiling… Malika's pussy touched the head of his penis… Batra thought that his wish was fulfilled and this tight pussy would swallow his penis but Malika got up again, breaking his dream.

Batra started crying, "Please Malika don't torment me anymore… Please!!!! Please!!"

Malika laughed mercilessly again and this time sat on his penis, as soon as the entire penis went inside her pussy, Batra started moving his ass vigorously from below. Malika then pressed him firmly against her body and started fucking him by moving her ass very slowly.

Batra now became completely mad. He was in a bad state due to excitement and he again started moving his ass vigorously from below and thrusting. Malika started laughing like a mad woman and in a short time Batra ejaculated.

Then Malika opened his hands while sitting on him. As soon as his hand was free, Batra caught her and threw her down and then climbed on top of her. His shrunken penis was still inside Malika's pussy.

"You bitch, you torture me a lot... You enjoy it a lot... Take it... Take it!" saying this he started thrusting with his shrunken penis. In a short while the penis became erect again and Batra's thrusts also became faster.

He was thrusting very mercilessly but Malika kept laughing like a mad woman. In a short while his body started shaking and he ejaculated and collapsed on Malika.

"Now let's talk about something important, Batra motherfucker sahab?" Malika whispered in his ear.

Batra was the manager of Rajkul Group. Seshadri had a lot of faith in him and Batra was a trustworthy man too but then one day he met Malika and from that day he became Jabbar's wolf in Raja Saheb's business.

Batra liked sex, but his wife did not like it at all. Batra was fond of rough sex and sado-masochism. Sex with pain was the only thing that could satisfy him completely. Somehow Jabbar came to know about this weakness of his and through Malika he made her his spy. The funny thing was, Batra thought that she worked for Raja Saheb's business rival Pant Group. In this way, even if the secret was revealed, the loss was only for Batra. Jabbar's name would not come out and Malika-Malika did not care about anything except So that her debit and credit cards always work and the fire in her body keeps getting quenched every day. Her ass was always hungry and a cock always needed to go in her ass and that was not going to be found anywhere else except through men's cocks.

Jabbar was standing in the kitchen of his bungalow in a t-shirt and shorts, drinking water from the fridge when Malika entered the hall. She threw her handbag aside and seeing Jabbar from the door opening from the hall to the kitchen, she entered the bedroom. Jabbar came to the hall with the bottle and sat on the big sofa.

"What did you find out?"

Hearing this, Malika came and stood at the door opening from the bedroom to the hall, "That Batra's cock is bigger than yours", laughing and taking off her top, she went inside.

"Don't finger me, you bitch."

"Why shouldn't I? Only you can do it", she came back to the door and took her hands behind to open the hooks of her bra and removed it from her body, her heavy boobs trembling and became free.

"Raja's position is getting stronger day by day and you just keep spying here! Do you know a German company is buying 49% stake of Rajkul Group. Batra was saying that the total value of Rajkul Group is 200 crores, Raja is getting 98 crores from the German company. Auditing etc. is going on right now, the deal will be done in 2-3 months.", she took off her skin-tight jeans and panties together and went back to the room swinging her sexy ass.

"Ha,,,ha,,ha,,,this means that the actual value of Rajkul is 280 crores. Raja must have got 30 crores more.", Jabbar laughed.

"What?", Malika came wearing an oversized white t-shirt, it was clear that she was not wearing anything underneath. The roundness of her breasts and the bulge of her nipples and the curve of her wide ass were clearly visible through the cloth. She took the bottle from Jabbar's hand and lay down on the sofa keeping her feet in his lap and started drinking water.

"Malika, these businessmen never disclose the actual amount of money they earn. Balance sheets, auditing, everything happens but they always keep some money in their secret accounts. This 200 crores is for the world. The money that the group will get from the deal will be shown as all the money was spent on bonuses for employees and upgradation of mills and out of 98 crores, 4-5 crores went to Raja. But knowing the value of the group, it will be shown less so that Raja gets those 30 crores without any problem which he will hide in some foreign bank. And you know that the annual profit is also always shown a little less and that hidden amount also goes into Raja's pocket".

"Okay, but explain to me about your benefit", saying this, Malika pulled down Jabbar's shorts with her foot and while lying down, started rubbing his penis with her feet. She kept the bottle aside, pulled up her shirt and started rubbing her nipples with her fingers.

"The ruin of the royal family is my biggest profit. Do you think I am sitting idle", Jabbar said, inserting his fingers in her pussy, "This is my plan, bitch. I will play such a trick that Raja Yashveer and his family will kill themselves and ruin their business", he said while rubbing Malika's clitoris.

"Ooo...h...h...but you will not get even a penny from this, e...ye...e...yeeeee...only the ruin of the king will happen."

"I told you, the ruin of the king is my biggest profit. I know what you are worried about, bitch! Don't worry, I still have enough money to satisfy your hunger and will always have it. I am not such an idiot that I will burn myself to ashes in the fire of revenge." he said while pinching Malika's pussy.

"Uuuuu...kachh,,,ha...ha...revenge! So this is it, what happened dog? Did Raja fuck your mother's ass ha..ha..ha..ayyaa....yyayyayiiii!" Malika screamed in pain. Jabbar had ruthlessly torn her pussy.

"Haramzaadi, slut! From today onwards never ask me about my revenge. And if you tell anyone outside then I will give you such a death that even Yamraj will be terrified." He also slapped Malika 2-3 times while she was lying down.

"Ok you brute. Take these you bastard." In reply Malika crushed his balls under her feet, "You impotent man raises your hand on me! I am such a snake that I can make your asshole into a hole, I am not afraid of you but you will have to fear me, understand that you are the guard of my pussy!"

"Ayeee...hah....", Jabbar groaned, he removed Malika's legs from his balls and after spreading them, he got on top of her and started rubbing his cock on her pussy, "You are being rude to me, you whore! You bloody bitch, I know that your asshole itches a lot", saying this he started scratching her body like a madman.

"You call me impotent. Take this!", after a while his cock got erect and he put it in Malika's pussy and started thrusting it hard. He dug his teeth into her big, round breasts. What else did Malika want!

Malika started laughing like crazy and wrapped her legs around his waist and started moving her waist from below and then bit Jabbar's shoulder so hard that it started bleeding.

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Menaka had returned to Rajpura from her maternal home. After waking up in the morning, she went down to the kitchen to talk to the cook.

"Namaskar, Kunwarni ji."

"Namaskar, Khansama sahab. Decide today's menu."

"Kunwarni ji, Raja sahab had given the order for breakfast last night before you came back. You give us the order for the rest of the meals."

After deciding the rest of the menu, when Menaka saw the breakfast menu, she was pleasantly surprised. Her father-in-law had ordered to prepare only the things of her choice. Then an idea came to her mind.

"Khansama sahab, tell us in detail about father's likes and dislikes and also whether he has to abstain from any food due to medical reasons!"

After some time, the menu was revised.

After breakfast, both father and son went to office and Maneka started understanding the whole system of the palace. There were servants for every work. They also knew what they had to do. By evening Maneka understood the whole system and also explained some new things to the entire staff.

At dinner, Raja Sahib jumped with joy. Only his favourite things were on the table.

"Khansama Sahib, how did you become so kind to us today, brother?"

"Maharaj. We have made all this on the request of Kunwarni Sahiba."

"Dulhan, how did you come to know about our liking?"

"Like you came to know about our liking.", Maneka replied and both of them laughed.

It was 7 o'clock in the evening, it was getting dark when after leaving Rajpura, that grey coloured Land Cruise left the highway after 5 minutes and started moving on a narrow road and after 5 minutes it stopped near some huts. The driver's side window went down 4 inches and a 50 rupee note came out which was quickly caught by the tribal who had come running after seeing the car. In return, he gave a small bottle inside the car.

Then the grey coloured Land Cruiser with dark black glasses started to return. The car stopped a little before the highway. Vishwajeet, who was sitting inside, opened the bottle and put it to his mouth. When the cheap liquor went down his throat, he felt a burning sensation but he found solace in this burning sensation.

The son of King Yashveer, the future king, the owner of immense wealth, could drink the most expensive liquor in the world, but he found peace in the 50 rupees liquor made at home by the tribals. Indeed, man is God's strangest invention.

Vishwa remembered the day when he had come here while roaming with his elder brother and they had learnt to catch wild rabbits from these tribals. As soon as he remembered his deceased brother, his eyes filled with tears.

"Why did you go brother? Why? You went and I was left here alone amidst all these troubles. You knew how much I disliked this business and living like a king. Still you left me.", Vishwa mumbled and took another sip.

"Dignity, pride.. Dignity! This is all that is left in my life. When we go, keep in mind which family we belong to, when we talk, keep in mind what our dignity is... even if we get married... huh."

Vishwa always thought that Yudhveer would become the king and he could live abroad comfortably as he wished. He did not believe in marriage. He believed that stay together as long as you wish and the day there are differences, separate. Marriage only complicated such a simple relationship between a man and a woman.

He finished the bottle and threw it out when a tall, fair, clean-shaven man with short hair came to him, "Salaam, sahab."

On seeing that stranger, Vishwa's hands went to the pistol kept in his coat.

"Salaam, sahab. My name is Vicky. I think I have something of use to you."

"Get lost.", saying this Vishwa started putting the car in gear.

"Sir, just look at my stuff once. I swear I am not your enemy, I am just a small businessman who thinks that you are the real appreciator of his goods."

Without saying anything Vishwa stopped the car but did not close it and one of his hands remained inside the coat.

Vicky took out two small packets from his pocket, one of which contained white powder and the other contained small tablets.

Vishwa understood that Vicky was a drug dealer and these were sicaine and ecstasy.

"I don't take all these."

"Sir, I am neither a police man nor am I trying to trap you. Like you, I also come to buy Mahua from these people. Today when I saw you, the businessman in me started saying that why does such a rich man need liquor worth 50 rupees! Isn't it because he wants some new intoxication?"

Vishwa stared into Vicky's eyes. He was telling the truth. He was just looking for solace in intoxication.

"...I am from Nathupura. I have a mobile shop in the city. I do this business for some extra income. I am a trustworthy man sir. I give you genuine goods too. Try it once sir."

"What is the price?"

Vicky's face lit up with a smile.

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