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If he wants to represent me that way, fine; I can give him a woman whose purpose is sexual gratification. I’ll give him a concubine, but I am betting the concubines in this house have a communication system all their own and they know more about what is going on than others think. We need to get her assigned to us to assist me in their ways.” I smiled. “Maybe there is a way for us to ensure Ishaan will succeed in gaining his sister’s release if we get that cooperation?” I could see the wheels spinning in Mary’s head as the powerful woman in her own right considered the options and potential. She smiled at me, then took Ishaan’s arm and led him aside for a separate discussion. He looked at me and his sister frequently, then his eyes got big and he took Mary’s hand, shaking it and kissing it. He then had a similar conversation with Aashi. Her eyes, too, went big and hugged him, quickly looking back at the open door. She nodded energetically and spoke in a normal voice. Ishaan added, “Only Hindi is allowed to be spoken in the house except for translation to foreigners. I will translate for Teen you. She says it is time and her master and guests are waiting.” I padded barefoot along the elegant hallway and watched the petite, brown body of the young woman in front of me and wondered how life could be so different for people merely based on where they happened to be born. A new motivation was building within me if there was anything I could do in this situation to help her and Ishaan. My thoughts were interrupted by a building wave of noise coming from ahead of us and my refocusing mind recognized it as many voices joined into a rising din of anticipation and amusement mixed with the musical sound of some instruments. A courtyard within the building appeared as we approached. It was open to the sky above with the structure of the house surrounding it on all sides. Large pillars provided cover around the courtyard. Two fountains added to the ambient sounds with water splashing. Between the two fountains was a grassy patch and in the center of it was an ornately woven rug spread in the center. Around the courtyard were people but what caught my eyes was the man sitting on a palace-style, large, ornate chair directly in line with the center between the two fountains underneath the cover provided by the structure held by the pillars. Around the courtyard, the floor of the house rose three steps from the level of the courtyard. Around him sitting on cushions were women of various ages, all wearing sarees. These were not sheer, but elegantly designed and decorated. Ishaan whispered that those were his wives. I counted five. Surrounding the courtyard were 30 or more people, men and women, seated on chairs and cushions. Ishaan indicated these were dignitaries from the surrounding region, business associates of his, and his family members who were also involved in his business affairs in one way or another. Seated on lower steps from him and his wives were five other women. These did not have the comfort of cushions but sat on the hard-stone steps. These women were also of mixed ages and were dressed like me, their darker skin showing even more starkly through the sheer layers of the saree material. These were his concubines and it was interesting to me that they existed in common space with the wives, yet clearly degraded by their dress and where they sat relative to him and the wives. I found Aashi in the mix and saw she was the youngest among them. Mr. Chowdhury greeted everyone in a loud and commanding voice from his seat of power. It was apparent by his attitude and the relaxed nature of the other people that this sort of the thing has occurred before. Ishaan quietly reminded me to follow his lead and attitude. Proper decorum and the appearance of respect was important in placating his ego and achieving our goal. I followed Ishaan into the center of the courtyard while maintaining a discrete step behind him to the side. We stopped directly in front of the rug spread on the ground in front of the man. You and her both are slaves to the men in house so today you will understand that properly”. She reaches down between us grasping my hard cock and putting it inside her. “sorry sir there's been a mix-up I guess we got you confused with someone else. I swim around until Tyler arrives in his swim shorts. Jo explodes over my cock in a choking cough, spraying air and saliva and cum back onto my crotch. I laid both of my hands on her ass and spread her cheeks. “That wouldn’t be such a good idea hun.” Mom said while she kept hugging me. Teen I would make sure Yavara got her precious ranger back, one little piece at a time.
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Just before he came, after 30 minutes of pounding my ass relentlessly, we paused, to keep himself from finishing. Keeping him in my ass, we got back on the couch so I could ride him. I started riding his cock and felt it even deeper then before. After another 15 minutes of vigorous fucking, we came together. And we fell asleep with his cock and cum still in my ass. A few short hours later, we woke in the position we fell asleep in, his massive ass stretching cock, balls deep in my ass, me still full if his cum. I started kissing him to wake him up, and as soon as he started waking up, I shoved my tongue down his throat and began to grind my ass on his cock, quickly making him rock hard. He reached around and started stroking my horse cock, which was already at full mast. After this slow grind and stroke lasted about 8 minutes, he bit my ear and whispered, "I want you to ravage me!" So I slowly stood up and from Teen my gapped ass poured out all of his delicious cum. Picked up his cum and lathered it all over my cock. Then I grabbed his chin and pulled is mouth open. I rested the head of my cock, covered in his cum, on his lips. I put my hand behind his head, and one thrust, forced my 14 inches all the way down his throat. I power thrusted his throat for a good 5 minutes while he caressed and tugged on my balls. I then went balls deep and waited until he was on the verge of passing out then pulled out so he could take only one breath, then back down his throat. I did this about 7 times. Then on the 8th, I let him pass out. As soon as he was out, I went back to pounding his throat until he woke up.
I swallowed loudly, my nerves were going crazy. All-in-all, the Teen ride would be about 35 minutes, though time to her mattered little. But you are resisting. She collected orgasms like some folks collected postage stamps. But here I am, with my own son’s cock in me, pounding me hard and mercilessly. You have to keep the torture fresh, you know? "You're jealous, so you're being mean to me." "Ohhh, yes!" he moaned, several times.
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