Zamindars: the Thaur

Subhash Thakur decided to take a leisurely soak in the marble bathtub in his opulent bathroom. After all, he had exerted himself quite a bit since that morning having fucked his maid Shanta (twice), her sister Sushila (5 months pregnant with his 4th bastard child), and most recently Champa (twice) -- the soon-to-be wife of his servant Rajpal. As he immersed his muscular frame into the warm rose scented water in the tub he smiled contentedly.

The upcoming nuptials of his latest conquest Champa reminded him of his own wedding day. He was a young bull of 28 years then. He had been sexually active since his late teens and had already fathered 3 bastards (that he knew of) with three different women by then. His father Vishwanath Thakur had fixed his marriage with the only child & daughter (who had just turned 18) of one of his acquaintances, also a wealthy landlord - Kailash Raj. Vishwanath had told Subhash that this marriage would add significant property & wealth to their own estate since Kailash Raj had no other heirs. Also, Kailash Raj had been burdened by some bad investments and for him, a marriage alliance with Vishwanath's family was going to be particularly advantageous.

In fact, Kailash Raj was a weak man. The idea for the marriage was introduced by his wife, the buxom 39 year old Purnima. She wanted her only child to be married into the Thakur family and had pushed and prodded her husband into approaching Vishwanath Thakur to discuss the match. In the first meeting between the three of them at the Thakur residence, Purnima (who knew the "potent" reputation of the older Thakur) had drawn the attention of the Thakur with some blatant teasing. She had flashed her very ample cleavage (38 DD tits) within his vision range despite wearing a traditional saree with head covered.

Then during the conversation when her husband had gone to use the bathroom, she dropped her saree "pallu" from her head revealing a massive bun of hair. She went a step further, pulling the stick that held the bun tied, letting her hair cascade down well below her ass, then flinging it in front, smiling naughtily at Thakur. Then, as her husband came back from the bathroom, she pretended to tie it back up and in the process the part of her saree covering her breasts dropped down giving Vishwanath a full view of her massive chest, barely held in by her blouse. Within an hour the Thakur had gotten Kailash Raj drunk and incapacitated.

While he was unconscious, Vishwanath and Purnima fucked each other senseless. Purnima had never had a man as large as Vishwanath and her screams echoed through the Thakur's bedchamber while her husband lay in a drunken stupor on the sofa in the living room. She could not believe the ferocity with which this man fucked her and for the first time in her life she experienced orgasmic pleasure. Her husband would never again suffice for her. She was able to "convince" Vishwanath to agree to the match. Vishwanath continued to fuck Purnima whenever possible. She was already visibly pregnant 3 months later on her daughter's wedding day. By then her husband had been thoroughly cuckolded and she herself was openly living with Vishwanath Thakur.

Subhash Thakur had woken up around 9am on his wedding day by his favorite fucktoy for the previous 18 months - Vaishali. She was 20 years old and his half sister (her mother had been the older Thakur's personal whore for 2 decades). Vaishali was 3 months pregnant with Subhash's child (having given birth to one just 5 months before) and was enthusiastically sucking her master's cock as she did daily to wake him up. The clinking of her bangles as she milked her master's massive cock to full hardness echoed through the room. Her superior genetics (as compared to the low born women in the village) had given Vaishali a relatively fair complexion (even though her mother was dark skinned), full lips, milk laden lactating breasts, dark brown eyes, a body built for child bearing and silky black hair that she maintained at thigh length as per the wishes of her master.

This hair was tucked neatly behind her ears so that as Subhash awoke from his slumber he looked down and got a clear view of her face. Vaishali looked up at her half brother and master and smiled with her eyes as she swallowed 7 inches of his 10 inch monster cock. Subhash moaned in pleasure as Vaishali increased the pace of her sucking. As Subhash's hands began to press her head further down onto his cock and the pressure of his massive phallus increased on her throat, Vaishali (in a well practiced motion) began to massage his balls with her left hand and then gently inserted one finger into his anus.

As she had expected, this sent him over the edge and Subhash exploded inside her mouth, loudly screaming and moaning in pleasure, his cock violently jerking up into her throat almost breaking her jaw. She could not move her head because he had tightened the grip on her hair and neck from behind rendering her stationary. She swallowed as fast and as much of her half-brother's load as she tried to concentrate on her breathing as she had been trained to do over the past 2 years since she had first started sucking his cock.

Vaishali had expressed her insecurity to Subhash now that he was getting married. He had laughed off her concerns saying that she would always have a home in his harem and that his wife-to-be had been informed. Also, given that Shalini's own mother was now wantonly his own father's personal fuck toy, she had no grounds to complain about her husband-to-be having his own private whore.

After the satisfying blowjob, Subhash had left his bedchamber and gone into the living room. The haveli was abuzz with activity since the nuptials were to be held on the premises later that day. Some close family & friends had already arrived a couple of days ago. In fact, the previous night, he and 4 of his close friends had gone into the villages on their estate and "hunted" 9 different cunts (ages ranging from 18 to 33), 3 of whom were virgins. Their alcohol fueled rampage of lust had lasted 4+ hours. Given the influence of the Thakur family, the 4 young men had been accompanied by a Jeep-full of body guards with guns. The families of the women they had hunted had no recourse or defense and accepted their fates.

As the day wore on, Subhash was involved in supervising various aspects of the arrangements. His father Vishwanath was also busy with related work and directing the efforts of the workers. Subhash's to-be-mother-in-law Purnima who had become a regular fixture in the haveli over the past 3 months was nowhere to be seen since she was likely helping her daughter with dressing etc. Vaishali and her mother served lunch to the two men around 1pm after which both mother & daughter was taken to bed by the Thakurs separately. Subhash had forcibly anal raped two women the previous night so his depraved lust had been satiated. He made love to Vaishali that afternoon, filling her already pregnant womb with his seed as she rode his cock, her lactating tits leaking sweet milk that he hungrily sucked & swallowed. Her mother was not so fortunate. Vishwanath Thakur had not had release in over 12 hours and was in the mood to inflict pain. Which he did. With a leather belt. On Vaishali's mother's ass as he filled her anus with his monster cock. For almost 25 minutes. Finally blasting his load into her battered rectal cavity as she screamed for mercy.

The Thakur men emerged almost simultaneously from their respective bed chambers around 4pm after refreshing afternoon naps. It was going to be a long evening & night ahead.