Trigger Warning- BDSM, Swear words(little), incest

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Raavi just had a heated argument with Shiva, her husband; she was unable to digest that she was kept dark about the plan of stealing the loan papers. She was still insecure about her place in this house, in his heart.
After the argument, he had stormed out of their room and came to the aangan. Sitting on the swing, his mind drifted to the New Year's day. He was so happy that day that he was finally going to express his love to her, his wife, his Chipkali, his Chudail, his Shechu, his Raavi. But all his plans went awry just because of a secret.

Just a secret, that was between him, his brother and his Bhabi. He did want to tell Raavi all about the plan when he saw her shedding tears for the absence of Dev and Rishita, but the image of the last time he told her a secret came into his mind. She just vomited it in front of the whole house. So, he went about, keeping the plan secret amd now his love life is at stake. He does not know what to do now so that the Chipkali would again trust her.

He felt the anger coursing through his vein, undying. It was still at its peak. Infront of him stood the woman, who had invited problems into his love life, claiming to make them come closer to each other. She kissed her husband good bye. He was going to the store. She saw Shiva sitting on the swing, his nose flaring. His palm fisted, making the veins bulge against his skin, the clenching of his jaw was prominent. She knew that he was angry and to be guessed it was Raavi on whom he was angry.

She had it enough. On the New Year night, when Raavi had screamed at her, she knew this was not the Raavi she knew. This was a woman who wanted her place in her man's heart, a place in taking a decision about the house. And Dhara knew that if the two comes closer, without her interference, then neither Shiva nor Raavi would give a damn about her and how could she take the credit of keeping the 'family' together.
On the New Year night, when she saw the rose petals, the bouquet and the love expressing items Shiva kept on the roof, she was fuming.
How could they come together if she didn't participate in the process?
If she wanted she could have come down without their notice. But she needs to be the mahaan-Bhabimaa, so she entered into their argument, acting like she had come to put their argument into stop but she had actually been adding fuel to the fire. And when she saw Shiva coming down, she did fake displeasure on the outside but she had really been very happy that very moment.

Now she needs to make a facade of making them unite. With her priorities made, Dhara walked over to Shiva. Keeping a hand on his shoulder, she said ''Shiva, Raavi ko ab sach batade. Bata tu usko kitna chahta hai.''

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As Shiva saw Dhara coming over, his mind went to a frenzy as his eyes got latched on her breast. He saw her as a woman, for the first time. Animalistic instincts kicked in, making his manhood erect like it had never before. His tight boxers were there to hide his erection from the world. His breath hitched as he felt her hand on his shoulder. When she said about opening his heart to Raavi, his anger rose. Revenge hazed his mind. His gaze lingered over her breasts before coming up at her plump lips.
He knew what he was going to do. Mumbling a sorry to the Almighty and Raavi, he clutched her hands, making her wince and pulled her to the old store room, where all the unused things were kept.
He opened the door with a swift kick, pushing Dhara into the room and locking the door, he went upstairs to their room, knowing there he could find a pack of Durex that Gautam uses. Grabbing a pack from the drawer, he entered the store room.

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Dhara was bewildered when she saw Shiva, her baccha grabbing her hand and pushing her into the room. Seeing his eyes darken in desire, she was even more surprised. Not like that she had no feelings for him. When she had first saw him as a man, she was attracted. She went over a few climaxes fantasizing about him. She had even imagined him beneath her, as she rode Gaumbi, had given her a multiple orgasms which Gaumbi was incapable of providing.

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He entered the room, closing the door with a bang, he latched it promptly. As he walked up to her, he saw her mouth falling open and her posture stiffening as she saw the chocolate flavoured sachet of Durex in his hand. She was still dressed, unlike of what he told, rather ordered her before he went out of the room. He kept the sachet on a nearby plank.
Dhara shuddered as she saw Shiva enter the room with a sachet of Durex and she knew what was to come. Knowing Shiva in and out, she was sure he is not going to be gentle. She was still dressed. A tremor ran through her body. Her knees quivered and she wanted to flee from the room as she saw Shiva coming towards her but found her legs rooted to the spot.
Shiva saw Dhara's quivering form and smirked. This was the perfect reaction he wanted from her.
''Sh..Shiva.'' Dhara stuttered as she tried out reasoning but was surprised as she felt her jaws crumbling.

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As he heard his name from her mouth, Shiva was
infuriated. His dominant self came out and his hands sported a hard grip on Dhara's jaw.
He gripped her harder as she once again revered him by his name.
''Master. Call me master. And undress yourself before you infuriate me further.'' Shiva growled in her ears as he caught her by the throat, enough pressure to make Dhara feel his dominance and not enough for her to choke. He felt every cell of his body scream revenge.
Revenge for the current stake, his and Raavi's relation.
Revenge for the behaviour of poking her nose in every matter.
Revenge for making him follow her orders, blindly.
Revenge for everything wrong she had made him do.

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Looking around for a place for the incest to take place, he found some wooden planks. Keeping the planks on a steel frame, he made a table.

Dhara watched him, mouth agape with disbelief as he lifted the planks in ease and she wished to be in place of the planks. Her fair skin flushed as those inappropriate thoughts crossed her mind. She felt her buds getting hard as she followed his orders. Her self-consciousness did not let her remove her undergarments. Dhara felt her arse sting as the room resonated with a slapping sound.
''Master?'' Dhara asked as she turned, her eyes teary.

The slap stung but she loved it.
''Bend over. And forgo your knickers.'' Shiva ordered, pointing to the self made table. Dhara bent over the table. Still hesitant, she let her knickers pool down at her feet.
She was awarded with a spank on each of her rump cheeks as she bent over the table; she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as she felt the rough and hard hand of Shiva raining hard slaps on her arse. She loved being spanked; but Gaumbi was losing interest in bed.
''You don't know the reasons behind the spankings. Right, little slut?'' Shiva asked as he spanked her.
''N..no Masterrrrrr.'' Dhara responded, crying out as she suffered another blow. She could feel her core spasm as he addressed her as a slut.
''The first reason is your too much interference in other's life.'' Shiva reasoned as he stopped spanking for a moment. His index finger slid down, feeling her wet slit to the hooded bud; stopped there for sometime and rubbed the swollen bud and again the hand came up for spanking.
''The second reason is you were dressed even when I ordered you to undress.'' Shiva said as he spanked her some more.
Dhara whimpered as she lost herself. Her core was dripping from the stimulus due to the spankings. Shiva could see how excited she was getting as he spanked her till the skin was bright red with his palm's imprint.
Dhara had lost counts but was sure the number was more than a two digit number.

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''Now suck me.'' Shiva said, sitting on the edge of the table.
Dhara looked at him, her glassy eyes pleading. When
Shiva shot a red-eyed glare at her, Dhara closed her eyes and sighed, letting her desire drive her.
With fumbling hands Dhara tugged at Shiva's pant unable to open it. Frustrated, Shiva caught her hair and pulled it hard, her face tilting enough to let her see him looking daggers at her. Dhara sniffled as she suppressed the tears coming.
Dhara loved being humiliated, in bed. It was her biggest turn on.
Dhara did have hard time in opening his pants but when she exposed his erection from the boxer, the phallus stood lively in its massive size. She was shocked to see the size of his length. It was almost twice of Gaumbi's.

''Suck.'' Shiva commanded, his hands grabbing the back of her head as she was reluctant. Clutching the hair, he pulled her hair.
Dhara's mouth opened to let out a scream but it was muffled as Shiva had thrust his phallus into the deep darkness of her mouth. He felt the tip hitting the back of her throat as Dhara gagged on it.
His hands on the back of her head did not allow her movement. Thus, she was now bobbing up and down his length after she had done enough attempts to back out from the humiliation. Dhara gagged on his length; saliva drooled down her mouth as she moaned with Shiva's length in her mouth; she felt her scalp burn as the strong clutch became stronger. She was looking like a professional fellatrice, the one she was for Gautam, behind the closed doors; her head bobbing up and down his phallus, her fingers played with his scrotum. The other hand reached down, to her core massaging her sensitive spot.

The room echoed with a scream, preceded by a slapping sound. Shiva saw Dhara's hand pleasuring herself. His blood boiled and he pulled her up by a death grip on her hair. Pulling Dhara up, Shiva made her go on all fours and his palm found her arse, making it go pink in colour.
Dhara was oblivious to why she was being slapped.
''Sh.. Aah.'' She shuddered; tears flowed down her cheeks as she felt another blow on her arse.
''Master. I said you to call me the Master, little slave.'' Shiva's voice thundered.
As Shiva called her slave, Dhara felt her core spasm, again.
''Master, why am I being punished?'' She asked in a quivering voice.
''You cannot pleasure yourself before me, little slave.'' Shiva's palm found her arse again.
Dhara was in a state of bliss and reality as she felt herself being lifted up with a pair of strong hands. The owner of the hands had managed to lift her up in ease, just like the planks. She was deposited on the wooden planks and as she felt her the contact with the plank she cried out feeling her arse sting.

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While her gaze refused to leave his grimace, she felt the clasp of her bra being opened; the next moment she registered, in her hazed mind, was his teeth pulling at the rock hard pebbles on her orbs and his tongue soothing the area his teeth scraped. She got lost in his black, hungry eyes that was trained on her features as she felt his finger sliding inside her, parting her folds; she felt herself clench around the pleasurable intrusion and an inevitable moan exited her mouth as his thumb found the hooded bud and pressed it.

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Shiva took her in his strong hands and deposited her on the planks as he saw Dhara pleasuring herself. She required to be punished. As he deposited her on the planks, she had cried out, loud and shrill enough to damage his ear drums. His fingers ghosted on her bra clasps and as he derived from her shocked expression, he knew he was fast enough to open her clasps. He flicked the rock hard peaks of her mounds and his tongue followed, licking, succeeded by her teeth, tugging and biting. His eyes stared at her; finger slipped inside her slick crevice, parting the wet folds. Feeling his finger being sucked into the cavity, he added another, which was coated with her wetness as it parted the wet folds. He curled his fingers inside her, pressing his thumb on the nub as his thumb brushed over it, he was rewarded with a moan from her.
He let his finger explore the inside of her until she was writhing under him, her back arched as her body begged release. Smirking at Dhara, Shiva removed his fingers.

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Dhara felt herself nearing climax. Her body writhed under his as she felt the knot in her stomach tighten. Getting up on her elbows, Dhara moaned feeling his fingers drawing out from her needy core. Her aching core had become sloppy from all the assault it received.
Shiva settled himself on the edge of the table, gestured Dhara his erection. Dhara, on the cue, kneeled down between his legs; her lips enclosed his member; tongue swirled around the tip, earning her a moan and a drop of salty pre-cum.
Shiva took control of Dhara; her head in his hands; guiding his erection's thrusts deep into her buccal cavity. Their moans, and the sloppy sounds of the thrusts were the only sounds in the room as Shiva neared his climax.
His clutch on Dhara's hair loosened; knees went weak and muscles spasmed as he felt himself spilling inside her.

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The blow was unexpected to Dhara and she chocked on the liquid spilling inside her throat. The white stained her mouth, flowing down her chin. Her body still begged for release as she conveyed the same to Shiva.

Dhara told Shiva that she requires a orgasm and the room resonated with a scream, succeeding the slapping sound. Dhara fell at his feet.
''Ask for your orgasm from your Divine Master, you motherfucker.'' Shiva kicked her.
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