When Rituals made me to sleep with my Bhabhi

In Royal Family when Daughter in law didn't get pregnant so she force by her family to get pregnant by his Brother in law.

Hi, I am Vikrant. I belong to the royal family of our village. In my family, I have my Dadi, Father, Mother, and my big brother Aniruddh. We live in a big Haveli in our village. We have servants for all household work except in the kitchen.

In our village, everyone respects my family, especially my father, due to his kind and helpful nature. Nowadays, we are not kings, but we are still considered a royal family. In the village, all big decisions are taken by us. My father is helpful but still believes in old rituals. For him and my Dadi, no matter what, pride should never be compromised. My Dadi is very strict, and so is my dad. For Dadi, everything should be perfect. No one can disrespect her or talk against her. If she has decided something, then no one has the power to reverse her decision.

When I was 15, my Bhaiya Aniruddh married a girl named Sonali. Sonali Bhabhi was not from a royal family like us. She was from a neighboring village, working in a corporation office. My Bhaiya was in the neighboring village for some work where he saw Sonali Bhabhi for the first time in the corporation office, so he liked her and decided to marry her.

My Dadi didn't like Sonali Bhabhi from the beginning, as for her, this marriage was not good. We are a royal family, so she didn't like the girl working in the office as our daughter-in-law.

"A working woman? In *our* family?" Dadi's voice, a low rumble, echoed through the vast hall. "Aniruddh, you forget your station."
Bhaiya, usually so eager to please, stood firm. "I really like her, Dadi." He met Dadi’s unyielding gaze. "I chose her."
"Chose her?" Father’s voice, a whip-crack, cut through the tension. "You chose a commoner. A woman who earns money." He spat the last words as if they were poison. "Our women manage the home, Aniruddh."

But my brother somehow convinced everyone and married Sonali Bhabhi. At that time, I was the youngest person in the house. Sonali Bhabhi had made a strong bond with me. She treated me not as a younger brother-in-law, but as a child.
"Vikrant, have you eaten?" she’d ask, her voice a warm caress. "You look thin. Come, I made your favorite halwa." I also loved her like a second mother

She is the most perfect daughter-in-law for any house. But she still can't make a bond with my Dadi, as Dadi is never happy with anything Sonali Bhabhi does.

Time started passing and things started to change. As in our common mentality any married couple consider complete only if they bore a child specially Male. Its already been 3 years to marriage but My bhabhiya and bhabhi are still childless. My Dadi has already starated to Taunting them regularly. As a Royal family we need successor. Time being pass but they still remain childless. Slowly slowly My Father and mother also started to change their behavior towards Bhabhi. As for them Its her Fault that she cant bare child.

It's already been 5 years since the marriage. Now I am 20 years old. I have just finished my studies, as there are still some years until my marriage.

Even after 5 years, my Anirudh bhaiya and Sonali bhabhi are childless. Now, it's not just my family members, but even some other people have started to talk. One day at a function, someone taunted my Dadi, saying, "What is the use of this wealth if you don't have a successor?" This made my Dadi very serious. She gathered us all and started to vent all her frustration on my Bhaiya and Bhabhi. Not just her, but my mother and father also joined in. Now they've even started to scold my Bhaiya for marrying such a girl.

Dadi "Five years! Five years, and still no child! What are you doing?"
Sonali Bhabhi "Dadi, we are trying…" Her voice was barely a whisper.
"Trying?" Mother’s voice. "Trying is not enough! Our lineage, our name, it depends on you!"

Bhaiya, usually so composed, looked defeated. He simply stared at the floor, offering no defense.
Dadi, her eyes narrowed, made a decision. "Enough. We will consult a doctor. This cannot continue."

My Dadi arranged a meeting with the doctor. After examining both Bhaiya and Sonali Bhabhi, he returned with a grave expression, report in hand.
"Sonali ji’s health is excellent," he told, "She is perfectly capable of bearing children." He paused, his gaze shifting to Bhaiya. "However, Aniruddh ji, the issue lies with you. You are… unable to impregnate a woman."

After hearing this, Dadi got tensed about what would happen if people found out. People would laugh at us. At night, Dadi, my father, and mother gathered and were in discussion. We didn't know what it was about. I was not allowed to talk and interfere in big decisions as I was still the youngest. The next morning, Father called me. "Vikrant, come with me."
We drove to the city. The same doctor greeted us, a strange, almost knowing look in his eyes.
"Just a routine check-up," Father explained,
I was, confused. Why now? Why me? After the check-up, as we drove back, Father’s phone rang. It was the doctor. Father listened, then a slow smile spread across his face.
"What is it?" I asked.
He merely shook his head, his smile widening. "Nothing, son. Just good news."

The next morning, Dadi gathered everyone in the haveli's hall. She said they'd made a decision everyone had to follow, or else. Sonali Bhabhi, who'd been getting a lot of grief lately and didn't have the guts to argue, said she'd go along with whatever. But this time, Dadi was actually nice to her, which I found weird but couldn't figure out why.

My Dadi then said something that really shook my Bhaiya and Bhabhi, and especially me. My Dadi said that "Aniruddh may not be able to give us an heir, but Sonali will get pregnant. Our family’s reputation, our lineage, demands it. It cannot be allowed to vanish, or our family's reputation will go down the drain."
"Our ancient rituals, provide a solution. If the daughter-in-law cannot conceive with her husband, she must… sleep with another man of the family. To ensure the continuation of the bloodline."
"the girl has no choice. Her will is secondary to the family’s honor. If She denied than royal family has right to take he forcefully to make her pregnant. As a daughter-in-law's will is not above family reputation and pride. " Dadi’s eyes fixed on me "From now on, for the next six months, Sonali will sleep with Vikrant. She will have sex with him, until she conceives. Either she likes it or not."

The words struck me like a physical blow. Sleep with me? Sex with me? Sonali Bhabhi, the woman I saw as a mother, the one whose touch was always gentle, whose presence was always comforting?
"No!" I told. "Dadi, no! This is… this is wrong! She’s like my mother!"
Nowadays, Many devar has Fantasies About their Bhabhi. But For me, even after staying 5 years in same Haveli, i never imagine or think any way wrong or sexually for my bhabhi. Our devar bhabhi relation was pure
Sonali Bhabhi’s eyes, wide with horror "How can I…?"
We both looked at Bhaiya, desperate, pleading. He would stop this, wouldn’t he? He would defend his wife, his brother. But Bhaiya remained silent, his gaze fixed on the marble floor.
"Aniruddh already agrees," Dadi stated, as if reading our thoughts. "We discussed it this morning. He understands the importance of our family’s future."

"I won’t do it!" I yelled, my voice raw with anger and disbelief. I turned and stormed out of the hall, the oppressive silence of my family pursuing me.
Behind me, I heard Sonali Bhabhi’s choked sobs. "How could you, Aniruddh? How can you ask me to sleep with another man? Your own brother? I am your wife!"
Bhaiya’s voice, low and strained, reached me even as I fled. "Sonali, we have no choice. Our reputation… it’s paramount. More than our personal feelings. Families' pride is above our personal ethics. And I have no problem if you get pregnant with my brother. He is also from a same bloodline."

Dadi Father and Mother also start to convince her along with Bhaiya. After constant convincing Dadi in angry voice told bhabhi "You will accept this, Sonali, or there will be worse consequences. If you refuse, your father-in-law will take you to his bed himself. He will ensure you get pregnant. Do you understand? He will rape you until you conceive." This line froze bhabhi as she was openly warned to get raped by her father in law, bhaiya is still silent and not opposing this. Dadi gave Bhabhi time till next morning to think to sleep with me or being raped by Our Father. Then everyone got saperated. In bedroom Bhabhi was silent and speechless as she dont know whats going on. My bhaiya is constantly convincing her that to not make this thing complicated. He have to sleep with me till she get pregnant. Otherwise even he cant stop father to rape her. Bhabhi spend her entire day in thinking.

I locked myself in my room, the threat echoing in my ears. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep. The image of Sonali Bhabhi’s tear-streaked face, of her broken spirit, haunted me.

Next day Dadi called everyone in hall again and Ask what bhabhi want "Well, Sonali? Have you made your decision? Will you follow the rituals, or will your father-in-law ensure our lineage continues?" At that time, I again started to convince them it was wrong, but as the youngest, who would even listen to me? Dadi Told me. "You are a child, Vikrant. You do not understand the weight of tradition, the honor of our name."

After a few minute bhabhi broke the silence and with crying voice she said "I… I will sleep with Vikrant." When Bhabhi said this, everyone in the room got happy except me and Bhabhi. They all greeting each other. Bhaiya even hugs me. But I was not ready for this. Means how can i do with woman who is like my mother. "No!" I cried out. "I still can’t! I can’t do this to her! How could I do this? How could I touch her?"

Now evry one in house are now angry with me. They mad bhabhi to agree to follow this ritual but i was not ready. Dadi got so much furious on me. So in end she told me "Vikrant! You dare defy me? You dare defy our family’s honour? You will perform this ritual! Or your father will take your bhabhi to his bed. Do you want that on your conscience? Either you make your Bhabhi pregnant or your Father will rape your Bhabhi till she gets pregnant. Choice is yours now."

By hearing this Bhabhi come near me with teary eyes. She told me "Vikrant, I know… I know our relationship is like mother and child. But for our family, for their pride, reputation is bigger than any relation. I… I don’t want to be… raped by your father." Her voice cracked, a sob escaping. "Please, Vikrant. I am begging you. Make me pregnant."

Bhabhi started to cry. I was still in dillemma what to do now.......