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It's something which Anirudh and Bondita tried for the first time...
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"Maalik... Maalik... He didn't come out of the court tonight... No Jeep..."

Neelmoni Mukherjee growled as he heard the quivering voices over the telephone.
"Arghhh... How is this possible!!" He stamped his fist on the hard wooden table infront.
"I have information that he did leave for home."

"But, Maalik... There wasn't any Jeep..."

"Idiots... All idiots...!" Neelmoni barked louder on the telephone without letting the man complete.
"Anirudh Roy Chowdhury is a rich man. He has multiple cars your idiots. You need to check for the passenger inside, just not the car!"

The telephone line went cold, and the old RayBahadur sat down on his chair, his hands trembling in anxiety and anticipation.
"Tomorrow is the first hearing... And then, the evidence would never reach the court Anirudh... Never!" He stomped his feet on the ground in indignation.
Madness had consumed the man entirely, the madness of revenge, the madness of malfeasance, and his helpless daughter could feel it better than anyone else. He wasn't her dear loving father any more, but some ferocious monster, ready to devour the Roy Chowdhurys at any cost.
Raimoti had heard the entire telephonic conversation, and a lot more as she stood at the door with a cup of tea in hand, but her presence didn't register to her father.
For once, she felt like entering the study, placing the cup infront of him, and asking him directly about all these misdeeds... But then, the thought of confronting him churned a spiralling disgust inside her, and she turned around to leave, leaving just a few drops of tears behind.
She would never be a party to this... Never!
With quickened steps, she rushed inside her bedroom and latched the door behind her, and with trembling hands, she searched up her personal telephone book and found the private number of the Roy Chowdhury residence.

"Three one- Zero Three... " She dialled slowly.

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A veil of sensuality had prevailed in the atmosphere inside the Roy Chowdhury residence. Bondita had stood infront of the mirror, unsheathing herself slowly. The satin robe was now bunched on the carpet, and instead she stood in a black flimsy frillies, flowing upto her knees, with laces on her shoulders running deep along her cleavage in a regular V-shape. Five minutes had passed, and as promised, when she entered the bedroom, the butterflies in her stomach were about to burst. It was dark, save for a few lonely candles on the nightstand... giving out a pleasant lavender perfume. The curtains drawn on the thunderstorm and chill outside and the sound of thunder shook the house and she felt a knot of excitement in her stomach.

Anirudh was standing by the bed, shrouded in darkness that she could feel. As per instructions, she'd removed all of her clothings and stood now by the bed, wearing only short nightie and the queen's cut diamond ring on her finger, the one that he had given her as a wedding gift. Her long hair was tied back in a pony tail, the fickle light danced off her skin, casting her shadow back against the dim room.

Anirudh was admiring her from a distance, letting the anticipation grow in between them, before he came up behind her, slowly, her head not turning to look, her eyes closed out of a combination of a pleasing fear and nervousness. With a sudden tug, he had pulled his blue silk tie from his neck and, gently, very gently, he took her wrists behind her and began to tie them together letting her hand sink in to the silky smoothness of the cloth. He had pulled out another scarf from the bedside drawers and when he placed it over her eyes, Bondita's body started to shiver, despite the warmth from his masculine touch.

"Are you cold?" Anirudh had hushed into her ears, making her hearing senses acute.
She replied by promptly nodding her head in denial.

"Good." He had touched her bare shoulders, his fingers playing with the strappy lace of the dress.
"This is a game of trust... How much do you trust me Bondita?" His voice was throaty, making every hair of her body rise up in anticipation.

"More than myself." She murmured, biting her lower lip in the suspense of the romance.

"Trust can change snakes into garlands, poison into nectar and nails into flowers... It's blind trust..."

"Mirabai!" Bondita licked her lips and whispered.

"Exactly." He touched her lips with his fingers making her jump again.
"How blind is your trust, tigress?"

Bondita smiled at his question.
"Right now... Very much... Literally!"
She giggled, breathing deeply, trying to acquaint herself with this newness, this new feeling of heightened senses, devoid of vision.

For a moment, she stood beside the bed, feeling his eyes watching her. Admiring her or just wondering what to do next, she wasn't certain, but she had the distinct impression that probably he'd planned this for ages, waiting for her to gather up the courage to agree... or perhaps waiting for the right time... And tonight it was! What she did, she did for love. And, she figured, with all her senses that this little darkness of love was something which she too, had been dreaming for, since ages.

She felt Anirudh's hands near her knees, fingertips on her skin just above her calf muscles. He was pulling her legs apart and slowly she slid them wide, until he could run his hands up both of her thighs. It felt ticklish, but she suppressed the laugh for the suspense of what would happen, were she to speak out of turn. His hands began to slide dangerously close to her feminity, newly groomed for just this adventure. Soon, on her outer lips, she could feel the tips of two fingers, dancing along the yet-dry skin, threatening to slip inside. Sliding his hand further up, his palm found her pelvis and she began to shake a little as one finger slipped inside the lips, sliding along her clit...

"Anirudh..." She gasped his name, and imagined his smirky face.

The length of his fingers had slid, on her clit, brushing past her slit, all the way to the back of her folds, just beneath her buttocks, before slithering back once again. She was dripping now, feeling the slick motion of his finger as it found her clit yet again and this time, began to rub it gently.

"Now you are wet. I like it when you are wet for me tigress." His words felt hot on her neck.

Bondita could feel him stand up beside her, his legs straddling hers, his hand now inside her lips and firmly rubbing her clitoris in small circles. She wished she could see his face, but she could still feel his warmth against her body... and the hard tip of his manhood pressing against her thigh. She felt it before she heard it, the question posed softly in her ear:

"How badly do you want it?"

She nodded slowly, trying to focus as her pelvis began to squirm.

"Say it." He whispered.

Without hesitation, she whispered back. "I want it badly... Very badly."

"Bend over," he said, pressing her back and gliding her face forward to the bed. With no arms and unable to see, Bondita was scared she'd fall face-first. Soon enough, her weight rested on the bed- her face had found a pillow and her bare buttock now hung in the air behind her.

It was a game of senses, touch, sound, taste and smell. Bondita felt a soft touch on her thighs again, this time not a hand, but a feather, probably from hes writing desk, her mind was racing. It brushed up her insides, along the back of her legs from her ankles to her buttocks, the small of her back and up and down her spine. She began to squirm, but a hard smack to her creamy rass ended that. Her face, buried in a pillow, began to contort, the feeling becoming stronger: vulnerable, submissive, aroused.

"Did it hurt?" Anirudh's voice was seductive.

"No." She murmured back.

Her flimsy dress was bunched up to her chest, as he slipped the feather between her legs this time, brushing it's soft tip along her soft wet lips making her moan softly. She couldn't hold it in anymore and he allowed it, smelling how wet and turned on she was becoming. He knew the time was right, and so did his game began.

With a swift tug, he untied her wrists, freeing from from his bondage momentarily. He pulled the laces from her shoulders and let the dress fall freely on the ground, making Bondita shiver from the vulnerability of the situation.

"Lie down." He commanded her.

"Where?" She fumbled, unable to determine the direction of the bed.

With one sharp push, he made her body hit the soft bed, as he pulled her right thigh to adjust her position as per his whims.

"Hands up, you are under arrest." He whispered into her mouth, making her gasp and giggle at the same time.

What's my crime Sir." She bit her lips meaningfully as her voice too, turned into an epitome of sensuality.

"You have robbed my of my heart, and all my senses..." He smirked at her words.
"And now, I'm going to punish you."

Imagining his lusty eyes, Bondita stretched her arms willingly, high above her head. She imagined his naked body close to hers. A sultry smile moved across her lips as he ran his hands over the soft, smooth skin of her arms. His eyes looked hungrily, smiling back at her,  as he slipped the soft, silk tie into loops gently around her wrists, each tied firmly to a sturdy bedpost.

Bondita let out a whimper at the restraints.

His fingertips slowly moved down her naked body, taking delight in feeling and caressing her sensitive skin. He looked at her blindfold, smiling again as he moved down her body and slipped loops around each ankle. Bondita gasped at this unexpect turn of events.

"Are these your ties as well?" She tried to chuckle nervously.
"How many ties did you bring?"

"Shh...!!" Anirudh whispered.

Her feet were separately bound to the ends of the footboard, with ties loose enough for her to move just a little. Bondita tested the restraints, arching her back, lifting your buttocks off the bed, but she can't move far.

"Anirudh..." She hushed his name.

"Yes, tigress."
His words seemed to come from afar.

"I'm scared."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Then you shouldn't be."

In her fantasies, this seemed like an exciting idea to her, the thought had always been very arousing. Sometimes when he would be on top of her, he would pin her arms back and that had never failed to excite her beyond limits. But now, this was real... her dark fantasies had finally taken a shape... And, at that moment, she felt her heart pounding and her core dripping in fear and ecstasy at the same time. 

"Paradox." She murmured inaudibly.

"What?"

"Nothing." She giggled nervously.

The restraints were real... she tested the ties again, feeling a little panic rising through her. Thoughts began to race through her mind, her vivid imagination moving into overdrive, conjuring up all sorts of fear and uneasiness.

Anirudh noticed her stress, he placed his warm hand on her flat stomach making her jump again.
"don't worry tigress. I'll be gentle." He paused.
"The key is to let go... To trust me with all you got. And, I think you might just like this."

He continued to caress her skin, talking to her in relaxed, calming tones. His eyes moved across her body, narrating her  how beautiful she looked.
Bondita felt fully exposed. Her lips between her legs were naturally parted...already damp in anticipation as she felt his mouth leaning close to them, blowing lightly... His damp, hot breath teasing her obvious arousal.

"Do you feel me tigress?" He asked her making her nod her head vigorously. Her senses were heightened...straining to hear, to feel what was coming next.

Something light, so very light moved across her splayed arms, tickling her...such a light touch. Bondita wiggled under its movements. A lazy trail over her arms, down her shoulders, around the curve of each breast... She squealed  softly as it moved lightly over her sensitive skin.

"It tickles." She groaned seductively making him lick his lips.

"Feel it."

Bondita heard his voice and took a deep breath, trying to predict its path, but he suprised her continually. The touch teased her heaved breasts, her arms pulled involuntarily as her sensitive hard nub was encountered. The object lingered, teasing...unrelenting.

The sensations felt good at first but it quickly became more like unyielding torture, yet pleasing.
And, finally it stopped. Bondita breathed a sigh of relief, resting...relaxing, until it moved again... slowly around each nipple.
Her breasts had turned hot, swollen, nipples fully erect. The object moved around each one, brushing over both hard nubs once again making them ache for more. She beg him to take one between his lips, letting her experience the hot flashes of pleasure she needed so badly.

"Not so soon love."
Anirudh refused.
She could almost see him smiling as he teased each of her perfect breast, so firm, full, nipples so stiff, yearning to be touched. Her breathing quickened at the feel.

"Take me Anirudh... Please... I can't bear this anymore.." she arched her back and moaned.

The touch stopped, as abruptly as it had started. She tried to relax but couldn't. Her senses remained heightened, looking for any sign of what could be next. She squirmed, thinking she felt the object somewhere else on her naked body. So sure of it, but suddenly, there was nothing there. It was all an illusion of love and trust and Bondita had just started to understand the game.

"I trust you..." She smiled.
"I'm not scared... I want to feel you... Every bit of you..." Her words made Anirudh smile.
And there it was again, her left inner thigh. Light, tight circles, each moving higher. Her slit glistened in anticipation. Mind screamed how badly she need to be touched.

"Anirudh... Darling..." She moaned, lifting  her back off the bed in the only direction she could move.
Her voice pleaded,
"Please touch me Darling. I need your mouth. I need your fingers. I need you inside me right now."

His touch had changed direction. Moving back over her inner thighs, slipping behind her knees, it traced a lazy trail down the curve of her toned calf, her toes, teasing all those sensitive spots between each one.

Bondita felt light circles over the soles of her feet, lingering at each delicate spot. Her body writhing with each light touch.

"Darling... Anirudh... Please..." She begged.

"Patience my love... Patience..."
He teased her other leg. No real pattern this time, sometimes higher, then lower making her seconds seemed like hours.  Her skin was hyper sensitive now, as she found it hard to talk, only moans, little screams. Sometimes an 'Oh God' perhaps, making him smirk in elation.

Hot burning desires engulfed her senses as she let herself go into a sweet surrender, immersed in the trust of his love. Sweet juices flew freely, puddling on the bed as she arched her back, thrusting into the air... aching to be kissed, licked, touched...and to be invaded.

"Aren't you scared anymore?"
Anirudh had finally spoken.

"No." She smiled. "I trust you."

Two fingers traced the outline of her wet lips, almost immediately, making her moan loudly, thrusting up against them. They move inside her, enveloped by her hot, throbbing muscles. Plunging deeper, his fingers curled as they emerge only to plunge back in, deeper and harder. Bondita thrusted them back hungrily, desperate to fill herself with him.

His thumb had pressed against her hard clit, rubbing it back and forth, up and down as two of his fingers pushed her hard, unrelenting, without warning... screaming... Her eyes were closed tightly, body writhing, convulsing uncontrollably as an earth shattering orgasm raked her entire being.

Anirudh pulled her blinds off with a soft tug, making her narrow her gaze at him. His fingers were still resting inside her as the spasms subsided.

"Tigress" he whispered, "Should I let you go, or would you like just a little more?"

His words were naughty, so was her intention.
"Untie me." She gasped and he complied.

She had won the game of trust, and now her free hands have her the confidence she needed.
With a aggressive movement, she almost pulled Anirudh on to her body and ripped his shirt apart, tearing the thin material noisily.

"Open your pants." She demanded, her hands fumbling with the buttons and the zipper at the same time.

Anirudh's gaze was intense as well, focused on her commands. He quickly got rid of his trousers and threw it on the carpet, where it joined her nightie in a heap.

"Now what?" He growled softly.

"Now I take you!"
With a sudden violent push, she made him lie down on his back as she saddled around his hard throbbing length in no time.

"Be careful." He murmured.

"No... I won't... Not this time..."
She sat on his length, taking him full inside her slowly, as her head hung back in fulfilment and ecstasy. Her fingers ran on his chest, scratching his soft skin with her nails.

"Ahhh.... Bondita...ummff...."
The room was filled with their incessant, relentless moaning as she pounded him continually with all her might.

Anirudh had grabbed her hair, while his other hand played with her breasts bouncing deliciously before his eyes.

"Come for me... Anirudh... Come for me..."
Bondita almost shouted.

The new word of erotica from her mouth made Anirudh's heart race even faster, his blood pumping vigorously through all his vessels, drawing him closer to a release...

"Get down... Bondita... I'm going to... Get down..." He almost growled loudly as with a quick push, and a pull he made her turn over and lie on the bed. Her body was writhing in pleasure as an eminent orgasm washed her over. Anirudh pressed his eyes shut and squeezed her soft breasts once again before releasing himself on her stomach.

"Damn!!!" He hissed.
His head had automatically moved lower resting on her undulating heaved chest.

"Tomorrow when..."

"Shh... Don't talk about tomorrow." Anirudh hushed the words in her ears without letting her complete.
"As for tonight... Let me just spent it in your arms... Lost in your scent."

Bondita smiled at his words.
"With you I'm safe,
Safe in your arms forever...
You have given me a gift so precious,
The gift of trust... Bless us.
I am what I'm for you...
You are my lifeline, my soul.
I'm safe in your arms forever,
And never, I'd let you go
away from my eyes."

She moved her head up a little, kissing his forehead, as she wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes.
Anirudh had stirred at little in her embrace, and her lips curled up into a blissful smile feeling the cosiness of the bedsheet that he had pulled up to cover their tired, naked bodies from the vulnerable openness of the ambience.
He is such a considerate soul, and I'm so... so lucky!! Bondita thought.

"Beautiful poem, Shona!" He breathed softly on her chest, eyes closed.
"But, not as beautiful as you... For you are the poetry that gods have created, for me... Only for me." He murmured.

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