The F Company Ch 06 Mallu Country

"You should get back to your seats now. We are about to land." the pilot of the plane announced.

"Alright Shirley, let's get it done with," Feroz said to the air hostess.

"As you command Mr Khan!" Shirley said with a moan. Feroz had started thrusting his cock deep inside her. They were standing in the aisle and Feroz was fucking her from behind. She was resting on one of the seats and had kept her left leg on the hand rest. His speed increased as the plane started descending.

"That's it, get ready Shirley," Feroz instructed. She quickly got on her knees and he sprayed his thick white cum on her face and tits.

"Thank you, Mr Khan," Shirley licked her fingers and cleaned herself.

"Next time, I'll have your sister too!" Feroz declared and got dressed up.

"We would love that!" Shirley seemed delighted. She went to the restroom and Feroz got settled up in his seat. He looked out of the window. The capital city of the state of Kerala looked beautiful. The city was looking gorgeous. The roads and bridges were filled with vehicles, the metro railway was running across the town and on one of the sides blue waters of the beautiful infinite Arabian sea were glowing in the afternoon sunlight. Lush green surroundings was a delight to watch. Soon, Kochi airport's red roofs were visible.

The private jet of the Khan family started landing.

As the plane landed, as per the instructions of the control room, it was taken to a separate hanger specifically designed for private jets. Feroz stepped out of the plane and smelled the salty but fresh air of the coastal city. He was expecting a car to escort him to his destination. But no car was in sight. He took out his phone and dialled a number.

"Fuck!" he said angrily. His guy's number was switched off. He lit a cigarette and dialled another. Again, switched off.

"I should cut their balls for keeping me waiting here," Feroz was furious now. Suddenly a police car came there out of nowhere. An officer and his assistant stepped out of it with guns.

"Freeze everyone! Get on your knees," The officer yelled in a heavy south Indian accent. He aimed his gun at Feroz.

"What? What's a wrong officer?"

"I said, on your knees and hands up. Now!"

"There's some mistake, let's talk and sort things out." Feroz was a bit confused. He wasn't expecting this type of welcome.

"Stop it, now! Back off..." the plane's pilot came out in defence of Feroz. He took out his gun and aimed it at the officer. But within a second the officer's assistant opened fire towards the pilot. A bullet went through the pilot's brain and he collapsed.

"You fucking piece of shit," the officer stormingly went up to Feroz and punched him hard, "You are now under arrest Mr Khan," he told Feroz as he punched him again and then kicked him in his gut when Feroz tried to resist. Feroz was caught with a surprise. Before he could realize what's happening, he was handcuffed.

"Oh fuck you... Don't you know who I am?" Feroz screamed, "I'm the fucking head of the F company. Leave me right now, or else I'll fuck your mothers and wives and sell them in African markets, I swear to god."

The officer laughed at Feroz's threats, "You see, Mr Khan, we know who you are. But in our area, killing a member of Parliament is not taken lightly."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"We are arresting you for murdering MP Sukumaran Menon, popularly known as Silver Menon."

"Are you out of your mind? Why would I kill him?"

"I don't know. Probably you didn't like that Silver Menon's daughter is now your stepmother."

"Ridiculous. Leave me right now."

Suddenly there was some movement at the door of the plane. It was the air hostess, Shirley. She had seen everything and now was trying to escape when the officer was busy with Feroz.

"Oh my... where are you going little bird?" the officer said with a little wicked smile.

"Leave her alone, you bastard," Feroz yelled.

"Sorry Mr Khan, we have been ordered not to leave any eyewitnesses behind," The officer said casually before shooting Shirley.

"Fuck," Feroz was pained to see Shirley die.

"Now, let's get going. Put Mr Khan in the car." The officer ordered his assistant.

"Listen to me, officer. What do you want?" Feroz was now pleading, "Money? Come on, I can give you money."

"Ramanna, tell me, why do all idiots offer money when they get caught?" the officer asked his assistant with a mocking tone.

"Because they are idiots, Sir!" the assistant burst out into laughter.

"Please, trust me. I came here for Silver Menon's funeral on my father's orders. I know nothing about any murder. I'm innocent." Feroz was still pleading.

"Tell me Mr Khan where are you coming from?"

"I was in Goa"

"Doing what? Fucking Russian whores?" both the officers burst into laughter again.

"I was looking after our business there," Feroz said.

"And then? When did you come to know about Silver Menon's death?"

"When I was at the airport, and heading towards Delhi."

"Oh, so you decided to come here directly."

"That's right. See, I have nothing to do with Silver's death." Feroz was feeling hopeful now.

"You know, Mr Khan, you just confirmed that you killed Silver Menon," the officer said calmly.

"How?"

"Because you see, no one, except Silver Menon's wife, knows anything about the murder. She hasn't told this to her daughter as well. So of course, your father has no clue about it. The news is not public yet. Who else would know about the murder other than the murderer himself?" the officer laughed again. Feroz realized that he was caught in a trap like an amateur criminal.

"Where are you taking me now?" Feroz asked with hopelessness in his voice.

"Mr Khan, one of the biggest gangsters in Kerala is dead. Someone has poisoned him at your orders. And justice needs to be delivered."

"What does that mean? Are you going to kill me?"

"No... that's not in my hands. Only she will decide what to do with you."

"She? Who??"

"Are you that naive Mr Khan?" the officer mocked him, "how were you planning to run the F company's empire with so much stupidity in you?" both the officers laughed again.

"We have taken you captive at the orders of Ramya Menon. Silver's wife and your stepmother Urvashi Menon's mother." the assistant told Feroz, "If she orders to put a bullet in your head, it will be done."

"Na! She'll have him tortured first." the officer interrupted his assistant and said, "his nails will be removed one by one, then he'll be blinded, then his tongue shall be pulled out..." they both laughed again at the miserable state of Feroz. He was thoroughly scared and mentally in deep shit. The car kept moving through the dense greenery of the god's own land. Finally, they reached a huge factory area. It looked like an abandoned workshop.

"Come on, get out of the car buddy." The officer dragged Feroz out by holding his collar tightly. They entered a big room in the factory. Feroz was tied to one of the poles there. The officer's mobile phone rang.

"Yes... yes, ma'am" he spoke on the phone in the Malayalam language, "yes, he's with us. Okay, ma'am." he looked towards Feroz and smiled wickedly.

"Please don't shoot me..." Feroz pleaded again. The officer laughed again and turned to his assistant,

"Ramanna, let's go. Ma'am has asked us to leave him here"

Both the uniformed men left the factory; leaving Feroz behind. As soon as the police vehicle left the premises of the factory, a car entered. three women in their late 20s maybe entered the factory. All the women were very beautiful. Two of them had dusky radiant complexion, thick curly hair locks up to their buttocks, and curvy voluptuous bodies. The third one was slightly fair, with straight hair and a slender body.

One of the dusky women started setting up a tripod. The slender one set up two lights. The other dusky one took out a make-up box and started applying make-up on herself. No one explained anything to Feroz. "

"Excuse me..." Feroz tried to grab their attention. But they continued their work. They all put on some make-up, combed their long hair and got ready. One of them installed a video camera on the tripod.

"What's happening here?" Feroz asked with a scared tone.

"Hello, Mr Khan," one of the dusky women started talking in a heavy south Indian accent, "My name is Paro. This is Rekha" she pointed to the slender girl and then pointed to the third woman, "And this is Ileana."

"Now, here's what we are going to do," Ileana took the lead, "and we expect full cooperation from you in this."

"What do you want?" Feroz asked.

"Just go with the flow, Mr Khan," Rekha said with a naughty smile.

"Alright, enough of talking. Let's get started." Paro said and turned the camera on.

"Started? What are we starting? Can you please tell me what's happening here?" But before he could complete his sentence, Ileana started undressing him. Rekha started seductively kissing him.

"W... what..." Feroz was dumbfounded.

"Sshhh... just go with the flow..." Rekha whispered and kissed him hard. She kissed his neck. By this time Ileana was on her knees removing his jeans. She saw his cock getting erected.

"Wow! You have something really amazing down here..." Ileana exclaimed. As she pulled his jeans and underwear down, his cock was erected now in full glory. Paro held Ileana's curly hair in her hand and guided her head towards his cock. Ileana was more than eager to take it in.

"Oh my god!" Feroz exclaimed as he saw his dick disappearing in Ileana's mouth.

"Wow, Ileana! Your blowjob skills have improved a lot." Rekha praised her friend while kissing Feroz's shoulders and chest.

"This dick is very tasty Rekha. I can suck it day and night." Ileana said with a seductive smile.

"Is it an invitation?!" Paro went on her knees next to Ileana. Ileana looked at her. Both of them smiled and kissed. Their tongues met. Ileana undressed herself and her partner. Their big boobs were looking gorgeous. Two dusky voluptuous naked women with curly thick hair were kissing each other passionately. Paro squeezed Ileana's boobs and in return, Ileana sucked Paro's nipples hard. It was a beautiful sight.

"Ladies, you are neglecting our guest," Rekha said seductively and sat next to them. She took charge of Feroz's tool now. She started sucking it aggressively while stroking it with her hands. All three of them took turns and blew Feroz. It was now impossible for him to control. He sprayed his cum on their faces.

"Aaahhh..." Feroz moaned with pleasure. Paro stood up and slapped Feroz hard.

"You idiot, can't you let us know beforehand. Your load is now in our curly hair and everything is a mess," she shouted. Ileana and Rekha followed the suit and slapped Feroz hard.

"I'm really sorry." Feroz was confused and scared, "I lost control."

"If you cum again without my explicit permission, I'll cut your cock, understood?" Paro threatened.

"Y...y... yes..."

"Good boy. Now it's time to return the favour." Ileana said with a wicked smile. Rekha put a belt around Feroz's neck and tied the other end to the pole. At the same time, Paro loosened his hands.

"Now get here you, dog" Paro spread her legs showing her beautiful dark coloured vagina, "I want to see how good your tongue is"

There was no question of denying. Feroz sat on the floor and put his held between Paro's chubby legs. As he licked Par's vagina she moaned loudly. After some time suddenly Feroz was choked. He realized that the belt around his neck was being pulled. It was Ileana.

"Enough of her now. Lick me too" she ordered and spread her legs. The same thing was repeated when Rekha pulled his belt and choked him. As he was licking Rekha now, Paro went down on him and started blowing him. He was hard now. Ileana was kissing and licking Paro. It was an intimate foursome. Everyone receiving pleasure. Paro positioned herself and inserted his cock deep inside her. In a nice rhythmic motion, she started getting fucked by her prisoner. She was so good with her waist movements that it was becoming difficult for Feroz to hold. Ileana sensed that and she yelled at him,

"Don't forget, if you cum without our permission, your cock will be chopped off..." Feroz was seriously scared. This was horrible torture. He looked like a helpless puppy. The women laughed hard. And continued fucking with him.

"Oh my god! This feels so good!" Rekha said as she took her turn now. All three of them got fucked by Feroz in a cowgirl position. Feroz was trying to control himself. It was very difficult, but he didn't cum till all three were satisfied and tired.

"You have immense ability Mr Khan," Rekha said. Feroz sensed some respect in her tone.

"Now you have our permission to release your load on us."

Feroz stood up and all the women sat on their knees before him with mouths wide open. He unloaded his cum directly in their mouths. Some drops fell on their breasts. The ladies licked each other clean. Wow! What a treat it was. A sudden wave of pleasure in the middle of an otherwise horrible trip so far.

Rekha tied him back to the pole and removed the belt around his neck. He coughed but felt relieved. As she was busy with this, Paro shut the camera off. Ileana was talking to someone on phone.

"Who are you? And why did you do this to me?" Feroz asked questions. He was back to his senses now. He realized that he was still a prisoner and was probably getting killed after this. Before anyone could answer him, suddenly an SUV came to the factory area. And from that came out a radiant confident woman. From her body language and curt expressions, it was evident that she was a person of authority. Rekha, Paro and Ileana all three stood up in an attentive position.

"Ma'am, everything is done," Rekha said in Malyalam. But Feroz could guess it from the tone and her expressions. The woman nodded. And moved towards Feroz.

"Welcome, Feroz." Ramya smiled.

"I... I..." It was evident that he struggled with his words. He understood now who she was.

She was Ramya Menon. A woman in her mid-forties. A typical chubby mallu woman with a dusky look and dark hair. She was beautiful. She wore a nice white cotton saree.

"You know who I am, right?"

"Y...yes..."

"Good. So you know that I know that you killed my husband."

"Listen, Mrs Menon," Feroz tried to talk, "I... I did... I did this only at the orders of your daughter." Ramya laughed.

"No... I mean... seriously." Feroz started to construct an imaginary conspiracy plan, "Your daughter, my stepmother Urvashi has influenced my father completely.

"Oh really?" asked Ramya.

"Y... Yes. She's an ambitious woman and wants to take control of the Kerala state now. But your husband, Silver Menon was the only hurdle she had."

"Ohh..."

"And that's why I was asked to execute the murder of your husband. I didn't do anything. Please spare my life. I'll do anything for you." Ramya came close to Feroz and kept her hand on his cheeks.

"Oh, you poor baby," she smiled, "you can't even lie properly. You are so stupid that you thought you would pit me against my own daughter."

"I know Mrs Menon, it sounds ridiculous, but this is the truth," Feroz said with whatever conviction he could show. She laughed again.

"Your father is a smart man and he always knew that you are an idiot who won't be able to handle the F company business," Ramya said.

"What do you want from me?" Feroz said defeatedly.

"Well, it looks like you are so stupid that I'll have to explain everything to you." Ramya stepped forward and started talking, "My husband, Silver owned the porn industry in the state. We run online streaming portals as well. Your father helped us establish it. Now that Silver is dead, I'm going to take matters into my hands. But I'm way more ambitious than Silver. He had no complaints being your father's servant. But things will change now."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that the head of the F company will be my slave now onwards."

"What?" Feroz was confused, "My father will never be your slave." Ramya laughed hard.

"The head of the F company is not your father. It's you now." She smiled and continued, "Yes. I know everything about you. I know that you are trying to get rid of your father and elder brother to grab the F Company for yourself. Getting rid of Silver was a part of that plan. I know. But I won't come in your way. Go ahead with your plan. But henceforth, remember, you will be my slave. I'm your master. And you will do what I tell you.

"And what if I refuse?" Feroz said boldly, "You'll have me killed, that's it?" Ramya laughed again.

"Na... Not that easily." Ramya contemplated her thoughts, "Probably I'll keep you imprisoned here and then call up your father and let him know that you are fucking with your own sister and niece."

"What? No...! I don't do any of this." Feroz denied aggressively.

"Oh shut up! I know every detail of your Goa trip." She said with utmost confidence and then looked directly into his eyes, "What would your father think of you when he comes to know that you are fucking his daughter and his granddaughter?" Ramya paused for a bit walked up to him and grabbed his balls in her firm hands, "What would your elder brother do once he hears that you are fucking his wife?!"

"Ahh..." Feroz cried with pain.

"They will have you skinned. And even if you have them killed before they could reach you, how would you stop the storm on the internet?" Ramya said as she opened her trump card.

"What storm?"

"You forget easily. Stupid. We have filmed you as you fucked these gorgeous women here. But from the film, it is quite evident that you were their slave. 'The head of the most powerful underworld family gets humiliated, slapped and choked with a dog collar belt' this will surely take the internet by storm. Millions of shares and total viral content. It will be fun to see that."

"Please don't do anything. I'll do exactly as you wish." Feroz said beggingly.

"Now that's like a good dog." Ramya patted on his cheeks and then turned towards her assistants, "Paro, Rekha, untie him. Ileana, call Ramanna and ask him to drop him at the airport. Let him go back to Mumbai and finish off what he has started."

Feroz was a free man now.

"Thank you Ramya ma'am."

"Make sure you succeed now. Be the real boss of the F company and then I'll tell you what to do next. After all, you will be under my command." Ramya smiled and waved him off.

Feroz landed in Mumbai. He was still in shock. Things had not gone as per the plan. Silver Menon was dead, but instead of controlling the Mallu country, he himself was now under the thumb of the Mallu woman. Where this turn might lead him now? Let's see...