Indian Wives Harem Ch. 03

Author's Note :

1. This is a work of pure fiction, and bears no resemblance with any person -- living or dead -- in description or deeds. The story is set in modern India. All characters have attained majority.

2. The simple act of sex varies from love to rape based on the level of arousal and the kind of fantasy being realized by the participants. I have attempted to make this simple act of penetration and orgasm more elaborate to kindle your imagination.

3. Summary of characters

Vijay - Boss, mind controller, alpha male and master of harem

Ravi - Vijay's right hand man, original husband of Manju, COO of Vijay's company

Raj - Vijay's trusted minion, original husband of Usha, manager of Company Club House

Manju - oldest member of harem, responsible for getting new mothers into MILF state within four months of the delivery, and running the crèche on club days

Usha - responsible for physical grooming of wives as per Vijay's likings, while a couple stays in Company Club House

Sanaa, Rajeshwari, Alka, Simran - lactating young mothers

Poonam, Saloni, Teresa, Parvez - remaining members of the harem

4. This chapter is linked to chapter 2.

Chapter 3

Manju and Usha left their kids with Teresa and accompanied Ravi and Raj to reach the Club House at 8 am. Raj got busy with the preparations for the monthly club night celebrations. Usha called Simran to prepare Vijay's breakfast. As Ravi, Manju, Usha and Simran entered Vijay's flat, Ravi went on to his designated task of preparing the viewing of the movies of the previous day, while the women changed into the harem uniform, which consisted of a pair of specially designed harem pants, and jewellery. The harem pants were open around the crotch for easy access to cunt lips, while the jewellery consisted of a black beaded necklace, a set of six green bangles on each wrist, a golden waist chain and silver amulets on both ankles.

When they were ready, Simran went into the kitchen to prepare Vijay's breakfast, and wait in the kitchen for Manju's signal. Manju and Usha went on to their master's king sized bed had sat on each side of the sleeping Vijay. When they were in position, Manju signaled to Ravi to start the movies, handover the remote to her and leave.

It was 9 am on the day after his 33^rd birthday. Vijay had slept late the previous night. Saloni and Poonam were still sleeping in the next room. Saloni had passed on quite an amount of experience to Poonam. They had given him quite a show last night, fucking each other to multiple orgasms, after he had exhausted himself. He did not permit any sex toys in his harem, and they both had used their tongues and fingers only. And like good wives, they had cleaned and settled the complete flat once Vijay had dozed off, before themselves retiring.

The sounds of the movie woke up Vijay, who opened his eyes to the beauty of Manju and Usha. Like all traditional Indians, he would start his day with prayers to the God Almighty. And like each morning, he prayed to the Paramatma (God) by pressing boobs. His disciples joined his prayers by kissing him and giving their oral cavities to his tongue, while addressing the royal penis with caresses. They all said their morning prayers in moans, which chorused with the hymn coming from the speakers, which was a monologue of 'Oh, God!', 'Aaahh!', 'Ooh!', 'mmm!' in the shrill female voice of Simran.

The shrill female voice from the speakers drew Vijay's attention to the TV. The scene on the screen showed a close up shot of Simran licking a semi erect penis, with her right hand clamped on her pussy. Shortly, a pair of hands pushed her head over the penis till she gagged, and held her there. The scene focused such that the movement of her tongue inside her mouth and the gulping action of her throat was apparent. Then the hands moved away from her head, and transferred a black beaded necklace hanging about the penis, over her head onto her neck. When she looked up, the screen panned out to show Vijay as the owner of the dick. The last on-screen action was Vijay roughly rubbing some red lipstick off Simran's lower lip with his right thumb and putting his mark on her forehead. As Simran grinned, the screen faded. The text read, 'AND THAT IS HOW SIMRAN CHANGED'.

Vijay lay on the bed watching the TV, with Manju and Usha on his sides. He hands were busy with their boobs all the while, as they fondled his balls and dick. With the morning ritual and sermon over, Vijay got up for his morning ablutions. His 176cm frame was adequately muscled and well toned, and he kept it in shape by regular exercise in the company gym. He stretched, and walked into the bathroom. Manju and Usha got up and left the bedroom. Usha went into the kitchen and primed Simran for her duties, while Manju roused Poonam and Saloni. They all left the flat, leaving Simran to answer her Master's voice.

When Vijay came out of the bathroom in a loosely tied bathrobe, he saw Simran standing next to the TV with his breakfast.

Simran : Good morning, Master.

Vijay : Good Morning, Simran. I will have my breakfast on the terrace. Get the newspapers there.

Vijay walked out onto the sunny terrace, and sat down on the cushioned recliner. The terrace was walled with one way see through glass and had a moveable roof, for privacy from prying eyes of the neighbourhood. Simran got the newspapers and placed them on the side table.

Vijay : Thank you.

Simran : May I feed you now, Master?

Vijay : After a while.

Simran : May I have my breakfast, Master?

Vijay : Sure, but hurry up. Don't keep me waiting.

Simran : Thank you, Master.

Simran kneeled onto the side of the chair and started licking Vijay's dick. Without causing any ripples on the newspaper sheets, she slowly got his dick to erection. Then she started deep throating him, slowly. She would go down slowly to take the entire six inches in her mouth, hold it in for five to six seconds, and then come up slowly. When Vijay folded the first newspaper and reached for the second, Simran became stationary like a statue, with only her tongue moving around the shaft. As Vijay opened the second newspaper, he whispered 'mmm'. This was encouragement enough for Simran to increasing the holding duration to almost ten seconds. Vijay could not concentrate beyond the third page. He leaned back, and let the paper fall on Simran's head. As the paper went up and down with increasing frequency, Simran fingered Vijay's cum sac, while Vijay closed his eyes and let his left hand fall on Simran's rear. As he spurted, he squeezed Simran's ass-cheek and AAAhhh'd. Simran just focused on swallowing without wasting.

Vijay : (after two minutes, in an irritated tone) I have been unable to read the news due to your interference.

Simran : I am sorry, Master, but you allowed me to have my breakfast.

Vijay : (mollified, smiling) I am happy with your devotion. You may feed me now.

Simran trotted down to the kitchen and returned with her preparations. He watched as she set up, her boobs swinging, and her bangles and anklets clinking. She placed the tray having a casserole and a bowl of sweetened curd over the newspapers. Then, holding the plate in her left hand she straddled Vijay, with her groin just above his, but not in contact.

Vijay : What am I having today?

Simran : Aaloo ka paratha with pickle, curd and white butter.

(Note : This is a traditional Punjabi breakfast including leavened wheat dough stuffed with boiled potatoes, wet roasted using a fair amount of clarified butter)

Vijay : What about milk?

Simran (smiling shyly) : Two jugs full.

Vijay : I will start with that.

And that was how Vijay broke his fast. When Vijay and Simran left the terrace, she had been sucked and fucked, she had cum once and they had orgasmed together once, and the parathas needed re-heating. When Simran came back to the terrace at 10 am, she was wearing Vijay's bathrobe while he had left for his office. She finished the breakfast she had made for him, and left to join Usha and Manju in the club house. It was club night tonight.

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Over the last five years, Vijay had had several learning experiences in handling the harem women. He had realized in the short span of his life that women accepted fucking for procreation based on pheromones. They would groom, dress, and preen about to attract a man's attention, but would open their legs only to the alpha male. So he had sharpened his skills to modify the women's thoughts so that they would consider him their dream man. He would be careful with the amount and duration of hypnotic dose after a woman became a mother, as labour pains would render his control almost completely useless and her attention would be on the survival of the child. Also, every pregnancy had social obligations from family members in the thirty days period following the delivery. There were religious functions, social functions, coming and going of outstation relatives, etc.

In the initial years, he had had quite a few embarrassing moments. Now Vijay had his Manju -- Usha duo to manage the show. He would also continue to monitor the employee, and get regular updates from Shabbo who helped out as a full time maid, whenever and wherever required.

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As Vijay traveled to his office, he recalled his recent romp in Sanaa's home. He had got her back into the harem after her delivery, but had not fucked her again. He always had a special feeling for hijab and burqa clad women. But when he had come to know that her parents were coming over to stay with her for a week, he postponed his plans. The results were awesome. It was quite a memory for him - a memory of two pussies!!

Flashback

Sanaa's father Salim ran a small retail business for auto parts in Kanpur. Salim and his wife Samina had come to visit Sanaa and Raoof for a week. Vijay visited their house the same evening they arrived. He found Salim to be a fifty-ish 180 cm tall, dark, pot-bellied, salwar kameez clad, overbearing gorilla with a firm handshake and rough voice. In short order, he also came about as a wife abuser. He also noticed that Raoof served tea and snacks, not Sanaa.

The next day, Vijay interviewed Raoof in the office, and came to know that Samina was Salim's third wife from a nikaah the previous week. Salim had come with Sanaa's step-mother because his daughter had not come for the nikaah. Sanaa hated her father for the abuse she had suffered at his hands while she was part of his household. So she had not gone back after her marriage to Raoof. Vijay finalised his plan and programmed Raoof. He invited Salim and Raoof for drinks at the club house, where he used a combination of cocktails and hypnotism to control Salim. By the time the three men arrived at Sanaa's house for dinner in Vijay's van, Vijay had used his powers completely and Salim was asleep. As they alighted at the gate, an unconscious Salim was taken into the guest room.

The women prepared and served dinner. When Samina did not come out to join them at dinner, Vijay got it conveyed that bosses rarely come to a junior employee's home for dinner, and that Samina should be on the dinner table and not in the kitchen. Samina resisted as she would not reveal herself in front of any other male for fear of Salim. So, as a compromise, she agreed to just sit at the dinner table.

The dinner table was a four seater round affair, and Vijay was flanked by the two women in full burqa. Samina sat just because Sanaa had insisted, and she did not want to antagonize Sanaa's husband's boss. Vijay only saw Samina's eyes, but that was enough. With his expert ministrations, Samina was loosened in ten minutes.

When the two men finished their dinner, they retired to the drawing room. Sanaa went in to feed her five months old baby, leaving Samina to clear the table. Vijay ordered Raoof to send Samina with coffee and then disappear. Samina came five minutes later, and Vijay got her to sit and chat. He got her to loosen up fully. He came to know from her that she was a twenty years old widow, that her previous husband had died of old age, that she was sold in both these 'marriages' by her father due to abject poverty. She had agreed to this alliance partly because of the money and partly in the hope of a better life. But she realized within three days of re-marriage that Salim would be no different, and she would be subject to physical and mental abuse for the rest of her life.

While she talked and shared her story, he got her hands to open her garments from neck down. In short order, Samina was sitting with only the face and neck covered in hijab and veil, exposing the unblemished and recently waxed body from shoulder to toes.

Vijay had come with the intention of bedding Samina, but now his conscience had complicated this simple issue. He was still contemplating how to go ahead, when Sanaa entered the room. This gave him the idea for the rest of the evening. He told both women to get dressed identically in hijab only, and join him in the guest room where Salim lay unconscious. They would be living out their fantasies planted in their minds by him. He went in and woke up Salim, still keeping him groggy, and got Raoof to bind him on an arm less chair in one corner. He undressed himself gave Raoof his clothes to keep on the sofa, telling him to return with the camera to record everything taking place.

He made Salim fully conscious and explained that he was going to master his wife and daughter in his presence and with their consent, and that Salim would watch and understand that henceforth he would accept what he was told by the women. No more abuses, period.

Then he proceeded to call in both the young women, and read the nikaah with both of them. Both made obeisance to him. While Samina did not fully comprehend the consequences as she was still under his hypnotic control, Salim understood that he would never again be able to touch her. His celibate life had begun.

As Salim watched, Samina went down on Vijay and showed her oral skills on the already erect penis. Vijay pulled Sanaa to him and latched on to the nipples. As Samina drained him and drank his carnal juice, he drained Sanaa's breasts. Rejuvenated by mother's milk, he turned on Samina. Salim watched in horror then resignation as Raoof recorded the evidence of Samina's conversion.

Vijay had decided to convert the docile and submissive Samina into a self-confident woman. As he held Samina's hands and looked into her eyes, he saw only trust. He lay her down gently on the bed, and buried his face between her thighs. His was the first tongue to ever flick her clit and she reached her first orgasm quickly. But Vijay wanted a big one. So he continued till she had cum thrice. Sanaa had waited patiently on her pillow.

Then he mounted her. Samina was wet enough not to feel the pain, but she still gasped at the sudden penetration. He entered her fully in one push, and held there. When Samina opened her eyes, he gazed into them and started to talk to her softly. Her eyes never wavered as he spent five minutes and used his control to modify her. Then he started moving in and out. She tightened her muscles involuntarily, feeling and giving pleasure for the first time since puberty. As he increased the tempo, he heard Salim wail 'Talaaq, Talaaq, Talaaq'. Ignoring Salim's cries, he used his power to open Samina's mind further, and her exclamations became louder. The friction was too much for both of them, and they came together with a shout of Alllaaaahhhhhhh from Samina. Vijay cut her off abruptly by clamping his mouth on hers and crushing her with his body. She was so aroused now that she wrapped her arms and legs around him and clung to him, inserting her tongue into his mouth. When he tried to extricate himself, he found it impossible. He realized that Samina had had another orgasm, possibly because of the tongue wrestling. He let go and crushed her again, squeezing her breasts with both hands. He realized that her boobs were larger that Sanaa's. And Sanaa was lactating! Amazing!! He was getting erect again. Within her.

He remembered that Salim was still watching. So he got up, and withdrew his erect penis to face him. He then got his new wife to kneel on the bed, facing him. And he resumed fucking her doggy style. This time, she kept her eyes closed the entire time. Her boobs swung as he maintained a steady rhythm. In this episode of twenty minutes, Vijay recalled Sanaa's presence and disposed her off to the master bedroom, reminded Salim of his mastery on Samina, and got her to orgasm twice. As Vijay came the third time that night, he pulled Samina up from her wrists, arching her back and exposing the point of their union to Salim's eyes and Raoof's lens.

The last thing Raoof recorded was Vijay and Samina walking out of the room, with her cunt still impaled. Just before he shut the door of the master bedroom, Vijay told Raoof to leave Salim tied, feed him and go off to sleep. Then he ...

Vijay entered his office with an erection.

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At 5:30pm only Vijay and the bachelors remained in the office. Everyone had left for preparing for the club evening. Vijay was going to travel with the remaining staff directly to the club house. He called the remaining staff one by one and reinforced the hypnotic control, so that there would be no mistake of information leak from their side. It was a tiring effort, and he finished by 7 pm. Then he took his weekly dose of an ayurvedic aphrodisiac and took a power nap of 30 minutes. At about 8 pm, they all left for the club house together.

The RFID sensor recognized Vijay's van and the gate at the club house slid open. Still, Vijay stopped the van and let the watchman scan its interior, including the ID of the occupants. Then he parked the van at the designated space, and let the others walk to the Club House, while he went up to his flat and waited for Ravi to call him. He had Simran to feed him and give him company.

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The club house was something of a fortress. The perimeter wall was 10 feet high and topped with electrified 3 feet high wire mesh and laser based intrusion warning system. This security system, coupled with high powered lamps that illuminated the entire exterior, had an independent solar based power supply, backed up with an independent silent generator. Vijay had purchased property on all sides of the club house. The front was converted into a private park, used by the employees for fun and games, and by residents of the club house for strolls. The exterior of the perimeter wall was also buffered from immediate proximity. The right side was the company parking, with a gate for pedestrians. This gate could be activated remotely by the watchman, or by bonafide visitors using the biometric access system. Pedestrians could not use the main gate, which was for vehicles only. And the only vehicles that could get the door opened needed the RFID pasted on the front of the vehicle. The left side had a small single story unit housing the family of Shabbo, who worked at the club house as a full time maid. Her family members were also employed in the club house in different capacities. The three double storied houses to the rear of the club house had been hired by the company and given out to the employees, so that the women were always in close proximity. Privacy was desired and achieved by regular reviewing, and constant networking with the local authorities.

The entire club house building was painted externally using lead based reflective paint. Each room on the three floors above the ground had been sound-proofed internally. All window panes and glasses were one way see through, covered internally with sound suppressing blinds. The ground floor had a small main hall for routine activities, a TV room equipped to act as a crèche, a kitchen, a toilet situated next to the main entrance and a large bar. The door of the bar was overlapped with a set of moving panels, which, when closed, made the bar door invisible. This cover could be opened only from a touch pad placed in the kitchen, or from the remote held with a select few. The first floor had two dwelling units of 1BHK type, except that the kitchen was just a pantry with a bed, where the man would sleep when Vijay would be fucking the wife. The second floor was a single penthouse for Vijay. A single lift connected all floors. The basement was used for storage and could be accessed by lift only.