Krishika had had the servants make lunch before she had given them the day off. After taking a shower she and Aish went to the kitchen and started heating up the food.
Aish was wearing Romeo's shirt that he had just taken off. She had all but one buttons open. Krishika was wearing only an apron with her back side fully naked. They could feel the air caressing their bodies as they moved around the kitchen.
"Oh god, it hurts when I walk!" Krishika complained.
"Yes. Me too." Aish said.
"Well, he didn't fuck your ass!"
"Doesn't mean he won't. Not like I can say no, right?"
"Of course not, what he wants, he gets." Krishika agreed.
"How long has he wanted you?" Aish asked then added "You don't have to answer that if you don't want to. I was just curious. Sorry."
"It's okay. We are whore sisters now, both his property. No need to hide anything."
Aish nodded "That's true. We both belong to him now."
"Well, it was more a case of me wanting him. You know how he is, so powerful, so virile, so handsome...I had the hots for him for a long time. But I was married."
"Oh!"
"Not that that was doing me any good. Sexual satisfaction was a thing of fantasy for me. I was a producer on so many films, and I could see young actresses becoming slutty little bitches for their directors. And I envied them."
"It's only good if the director knows how to use a hot, young bitch." Aish interjected.
"Yes, and I know it, which is why I never did anything. I carried on having once-a-month unsatisfactory sex with my husband. He has a small dick and even smaller stamina. I would be just warming up when he would be done and roll over."
"I can relate to that." Aish said with a soft sigh.
"Oh!" Krishika looked at her "You too?"
Aish nodded sadly.
"Well, to finish the story. I was okay with my sad sex life until I met Romeo. With him you could see he knew how to use a hot girl and make her want to be his bitch."
"That he does."
"I had such an itch in my pussy every time I met him. Many nights I masturbated at home thinking of him."
"I can relate to that too!" Aish smiled.
Krishika returned her smile "Over time it became such an overpowering desire that I decided to take action."
"Good for you."
"I started investing in his films, which got me more meetings with him but they were just work meetings. Every time I came home after them, I closed myself in the bathroom and fingered myself in the bathtub several times."
"Wow! You must have been on edge like crazy!"
Krishika nodded "Once I stole a handkerchief of his. It had his smell. I used keep it hidden in a bathroom cupboard and used it often in my bathroom sessions."
"Great idea!"
"Then one night in a premiere after-party, I gathered my courage and asked him to dance. I had had a few drinks which helped. On the dance floor, I held him tight, pressed my lips to his ear and said "So what does a girl have to do to become your whore?""
"Oh my god! You are bold!"
Krishika nodded with a cheeky smile "I was also out of my mind with frustration. He didn't say anything then but next day his secretary called and told me to come to his place for a story sitting for the movie we were working on those days."
Aish nodded, listening with rapt attention.
Krishika went on "I went. There was nobody else there for the story sitting. He took me to his studio room and nailed me on the rug. Then he took me to the divan, bent me over and nailed me even harder. He drilled me for almost 3 hours. I came so many times I was dehydrated."
"He was claiming you."
"Damn right! He made sure I understood I was his whore now. I loved it. It was like a dream come true. I am still married but now I was his whore. I still carry on having the monthly sad sex with my husband. But Romeo is the one who really owns me."
"Does your husband know?"
"Yes, I think so. But he doesn't care. He has his money, his work and his actresses. I have my wonderful master."
"Wow! At least you are happy now!"
"Oh, of course. He uses me when he wants and I don't pester him in-between. When he has time and private opportunity he calls me or comes over. I am always willing to spread my legs on his command whether he wants to quickly nail me in a cinema toilet or pound me all night at his place."
"Has he used you with many of his other whores?"
"No, Aish, darling. You are the first whore of his that he has introduced me to personally and I am so glad that he did."
"I am glad too. I am having the time of my life." Aish said and they hugged with a quick kiss.
When they brought out the food to the dining room, they found Romeo on his phone talking business, wearing nothing but his boxers. He gave them a smile then gestured Aish to come to him. She went. He stood next to the dining table and motioned her to kneel at his feet.
Following his unspoken command, Aishwarya knelt down and pulled down his boxers. His dick was already semi-hard. She started sucking it in her hot, wet mouth.
Krishika looked at Aish sucking Romeo's cock while she made more trips to the kitchen to bring the rest of the food.
Grabbing Aish by the hair Romeo fucked her gorgeous face while talking to his writer on the phone about script revisions and dialogue. Krishika finished bringing the food and looked at Romeo still face fucking Aishwarya.
She started serving the food into plates. She put pulao in 3 plates and placed at 3 places, assuming that Romeo would sit at the head of the table and his whores will flank him on both sides.
As Aishwarya sucked his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, she could feel her boss getting more excited. She took him into her throat and fucked her throat with his thick, throbbing shaft.
After a minute he pulled out of her mouth and walked to the table.
Quickly, Krishika moved from the place where she had been standing ready to sit on the chair to his left. Romeo handed the phone to Krishika, put his right foot on her chair and pumped his cock right over her plate.
"One second, please." Krishika said in the phone and watched as Romeo pumped his hot, white cum all over her plate of pulao (A rice dish).
His creamy load covered the plate of rice like pats of butter on an omelette. The white blobs started to sink into the hot rice.
Romeo looked into Krishika's eyes and said "Share!"
Then he took his phone from her and went back to his conversation. Aish came over to Krishika and they both started to eat from the plate of cum-seasoned pulao.
A minute later when Romeo joined the table after finishing his phone conversation and sat at its head, he found the two beauties eating his cumsoaked rice and giggling at each other.
"Whores, how is the pulao?" He asked.
"Amazing, Sir!"
"Very good, Sir!"
He smiled and pulled his own plate towards him.
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After the lunch was done, Aish and Krishika got up to clear the tables. Romeo grabbed Krishika by the wrist and bent her over the dining table. He took her apron off and threw it at Aishwarya.
Then he nailed Krishika's cunt on the dining table. Aish kept making the trip to the kitchen with the used dishes while her boss fucked her rich producer lady and made her scream on her own dining table.
By Aishwarya's reckoning, as she listened to her screams, Krishika came twice before she herself was done clearing the table. She came back in time from her last kitchen trip to see Romeo pull out, make Krishika kneel before him and cum in her mouth.
Aish waited and rubbed her pussy as she watched Krishika lick him clean.
He looked at Aish and said "Nangi ho ja!" (Get naked)
She obeyed quickly. She only had to open one button and take off the shirt.
Romeo took her to the bedroom but instead of taking her inside he had her stand in the doorway and tied her wrists to the ventilator above the door with handcuffs that Krishika found for him. He had her spread open her legs and tied them to pieces of furniture on either side with silk ties. Aishwarya's pussy was dripping on the floor before he was even finished.
Then he took a silk blindfold and tied it to cover her eyes completely. Aish whimpered. Her body was on fire. She was squirming within the confines of her bonds.
As Romeo stepped close to her she felt his naked body rubbing on hers. He pressed closer and his wide, manly chest squeezed her hot, full boobs. She moaned.
He pressed her lips to his cheek and whispered "Randi taiyaar hai chudne ke liye?" (Is the whore ready to be fucked?)
"Ji malik!" She whimpered back urgently (Yes, my owner!)
