This is Vikas David, age 24. I’m married to a beautiful girl named Aradhana Singh David. She’s 20 years of age, has a bit tan complexion, is of average height, has a beautiful face with sharp features, a pointed nose, puffy lips, bright skin tone, 32-sized firm and pointed boobs, a 28-inch waist, and 34-sized bums, with thick thighs and thick calves. She has a bit long hair, which usually covers her bums when left open. Overall, she’s a beauty queen, and everyone desires to sleep with her. I was in my MA final when I first saw her. She was in her second year of BA. Everyone was crazy for her and usually tried to see her when she was on campus. I was a silent spectator too but never got the chance to talk to her ever. She was away on studies, so someone suggested that she get notes from me. I passed her as she asked, and we started to talk. She wanted help in studies too, so I offered her tutoring. She agreed immediately, and I started to visit her house for tutoring. We started to talk on odd topics. First, she objected, but later she started to like it. Accidentally, our hands touched or our bodies crushed with each other. She always felt uncomfortable, but slowly she started to like it. Once, I accidentally crushed on her, and she was sandwiched between me and the wall. I tried to get up, but she pulled me back. Without prior notice, she just kept her lips on mine. I was shocked but took the advantage and kissed her back. I crushed her boobs and bums too, which she didn’t object to at all. But it was her home, and her family was very conservative. Love affairs were prohibited, and if any girl eloped in an affair, people of the family usually found them and then cut them in pieces. This type of psychology is called honour killing. Aradhana was in love with me, and so was I. But neither she nor I had the dare to ask our family. We slept with each other at a friend’s empty home. I took her virginity, and she took mine, but still, we didn’t have the dare to get married. Her family sensed something, and they started to plan her marriage. She told me and finding no suitable option, we took cash and luggage from home and eloped from the city. We rushed to a big city and married each other. The church helped us; she became Christian, and we married each other. We tried to board the hotel, but in the run, we forgot to bring out our documents. No hotel allowed us to stay. We were sitting on a roadside, and the road was isolated. I pulled my purse and was trying to search for anything good and helpful for us. Just then, a guy rushed to me, snatched my purse, and ran away. Before I could react, he vanished. Aradhana was shocked too; she looked at me with a sorrowful face. “ How will we eat, how will we survive?” was her eyes asking. We sat on the bench and were thinking about it. She was weeping, and tears were rolling from my eyes too.

Suddenly from nowhere, a guy in his late thirties or early forties appeared. He introduced himself as Prakash Chand Shethy. His family was rich and had a major business in farming. But he had settled here in the city to live alone. Due to personal reasons, he was not interested in marriage. So to skip family pressure, he skipped the city. We told him our problem, and he asked us to come along with him. We accompanied him and reached a house. The house was a double story, and he was occupied on the ground floor. He told us to occupy the top floor. We told him that we didn’t have money. He asked for our house address, and so we told him the issue that we had a love marriage and ran away from home. He assured us that he wouldn’t inform our families and was just interested in checking details as it was very risky to keep strangers in the house. We hesitatingly gave him the address. He said that his friends lived in our city, and he would get his check in 2 hours. He showed us the way to the kitchen and asked Aradhana to cook something for all of them in the meantime. Aradhana cooked food, and we all ate heartily in these two hours. Then a call came which confirmed our identity. His friend also told us that he had talked with my family and collected all my original documents, including a certificate. He said that he would send them to Prakash Chand the next day. After the dinner and the call, Prakash Chand made us sit with an offer. He said that he didn’t need room rent now. He would give me time for 6 months. Till then, I could search for a good job and pay him in bulk later on, after 6 months. He passed me 20,000 bugs for food and other expenses for six months. He said that the floor was well equipped with furniture, and we did not need to purchase anything. He declared that the rent he offered was also reasonable, but we were curious why he was helping us so much. He said that he didn’t stay here all the time. We would be staying there, then he’ll get company as he stays all alone, and we would be guarding the house in his absence. We didn’t find his justifications accurate, but he didn’t look harmful either. In addition to this, we didn’t have anywhere to go. AradhaAradhana and I talked alone for a while, and she agreed to stay. So we accepted his proposal and went upstairs to check the room. The rooms were fine for us, so we shifted immediately. A gas stove was passed by him to us for cooking, and he requested to cook for him too. Aradhana was comfortable with that, so we agreed. He passed his part of the raw food to us, and we started to cook for him too. We had all three meals together on our floor. Just when he got any visitors, he would eat on his floor.

I started to search for a job the next day itself, but my lack of experience, temporary accommodation, and failing to present permanent address proof were making it hard for me to get a job. A good job was out of the question. Prakash Chand presented me with a rent agreement with all the clauses he had mentioned earlier. I didn’t want to sign it, but his generous help forced me to do so. Five and a half months later, Prakash Chand started a new business and began to collect stock of a few electrical items. These were costly items, and it seemed that he started some supply work. Prakash Chand appointed two guards who started to stay out of the house all the time. As six months closed, he reminded me of my promise and the rent deed. I assured him that I would get a job soon. But he and I both were aware of the fact that it was a false commitment. Six months passed, and we entered our seventh month, but Prakash Chand didn’t ask anything. When the eighth month started, he summoned both of us. He asked us to meet him around 10 p.m. at his floor. We went at the specified time and found the door to be open. Still, we knocked on the gate, and Prakash Chand shouted to come in. Prakash Chand was sitting on a sofa and drinking; we had never seen him drinking before. But he was drinking that time, and he was smoking. A whiskey bottle, a few snacks, a cigarette packet, and a water bottle were on the table. Hesitant, we sat on the side sofa opposite each other. Prakash Chand was sitting on the large sofa in the middle. We sat, and the first question on our faces was when I would get my money. Immediately, I started to explain everything, but he began to abuse me with all sorts of hard words, telling us that we were misusing his soft nature and generous help. He tried to explain, but he wasn’t listening at all. Ultimately, he uttered himself that he could settle our bills by other means too. He skipped past Aradhana and placed his hand over her naked thigh. She was wearing short pants and a t-shirt. We weren’t expecting this situation and so were dressed casually. He said that Aradhana was very beautiful and he was thinking about other means also. Aradhana started to cry immediately. I also objected to it. He skipped far immediately and started to tell the options: jail, court cases, or even he could call our family to settle his bills. That was a shiver to us. He rang the bell and both guards came inside. He instructed them not to let us leave the house until our parents arrived. They nodded their heads and went away. Aradhana repulsed. She said that she was a married woman and could not do anything like this other than her husband. Prakash Chand said immediately that he understood. This was like a hope to us, but it vanished immediately. He said that he could marry her. I objected to how that is possible.

Prakash Chand presented a ridiculous and kinky alternative solution to it. According to him, he’ll marry Aradhana for 12 hours, from 12 p.m. afternoon to 12 a.m. midnight. She would have to act as his wife, and from 12 a.m. midnight to 12 p.m. afternoon, she’ll be my wife. This way, she can take care of both of us. While being his wife, I cannot come between them, and while being my wife, he won’t come between. While she is his wife, she must be loyal and obedient to him, and while she was my wife, I can decide her loyalty. Immediately, he asked us to leave and think about it. We came to our floor dejected, and Aradhana wept the whole night. We discussed every possibility and every condition but didn’t find a way out. Still, we decided to request him again and went to him at 10 a.m. We thought he was drunk, that’s why he said that. We met him in the morning and told him what he said last night, and asked whether he was serious about it or said it in a drunken state. He abused me again and said that he was absolutely serious. Aradhana said to put us in jail, but we are not interested. He pulled out his cell and called his friend. He said to go to Aradhana’s house and tell her parents that her eloped daughter and son-in-law were at his house and ask them to talk with him. Fear took over immediately. If her family arrives, we’ll both be dead for sure. Aradhana folded her hands not to do it, and she’ll do anything for him. Prakash Chand immediately pulled her t-shirt up and then pulled her bra down. He caught both of her boobs and started to squeeze them hard. It all happened in front of me, but I didn’t have that much courage to say anything. Prakash Chand said to marry him on his condition. He assured that this wasn’t permanent and I can provide him with the funds, and he’ll release us both. The day we settle his bills, we would be free to leave. Aradhana, to my horror, nodded her head with tears on her cheek. He left her and asked to fix her clothes. He said that he’ll be back at 8 p.m. and she must be ready like a bride. He brought a packet and gave it to her. He told her it contained all she would require. We came back to our room. I started to abuse Aradhana for why she agreed to it. Aradhana started to abuse me for not taking care of her needs after marriage. She was right in that term; I was responsible for this condition. We sat the whole day discussing our escape options and found none. We came to the conclusion that we didn’t have any escape options. Aradhana told me how much she loved me, and her love wouldn’t change for me ever. I consoled her that my love towards her wouldn’t change ever, even after she does this. Aradhana consoled me that she will be doing this just for our safety. She wished me to rescue her as soon as possible, and then we will forget this forever and start a happy life then after. I promised her that I’ll find the solution soon. We went the whole day holding each other in arms.

Around 7, the door was knocked. Aradhana opened the gate to find Prakash Chand standing there. He asked roughly whether we were disobeying his requests. Aradhana said immediately that she wasn’t. She’ll get ready and come down in one hour. He passed her wax and razors. He asked her to clean herself nicely. He looked at me and asked me to help her too. Aradhana went inside the bathroom, and I followed her. She went nude and started to wax her legs and hands. As she was done, she waxed her belly and asked me to wax her back. It took 30 minutes to wax her clean. Then she shaved her pussy, and for perfection, she shaved it thrice to make it hairless and smooth. She applied a few lotions on it to make it super smooth. She took a bath and then wiped herself with a towel. We came out and pulled the clothes which Prakash Chand gave us. To astonish both of us, it was a Christian bridal dress, instead of a Hindu bridal dress. In addition to this, the dress was shoulderless, and no undergarments were with it. We were deciding what to do when Prakash Chand was at the gate. He was looking at Aradhana’s nude state and was admiring her beauty. It was already past 8, so he said to get ready soon. We were amazed with his presence, and Aradhana tried to cover herself with a towel. Prakash Chand laughed and said that in a few minutes, he will be having all of her. He asked about the problem, and I said that the parcel wasn’t having undergarments. He smiled and said that he didn’t keep them in the parcel. He continued to wear them without them. We didn’t object, and Aradhana got ready in a few minutes. She was looking stunning, and we descended downwards toward Prakash Chand’s hall. A priest was standing there already, but he was looking funnier than actual priests look. It was sure that he was some kind of actor instead of an original one. Before the ritual could begin, Prakash Chand passed us a notarised bond paper and asked us to read it carefully. We read it and found it to be a declaration of Aradhana and Prakash Chand’s marriage. It has clauses which stated the timing of authority of both husbands. It had a declaration that one husband won’t interfere in any legal or illegal activities of the other if the time cycle wasn’t his. It had several more declarations which I and Aradhana read with a sweating forehead. He asked both of us to read and sign on three copies. We signed it and he also signed it and handed one copy each to all of us. He kept his copy in the locker fixed in the wall. The marriage ritual started and they exchanged rings and swore oaths. At the end of the statement, the priest announced them as husband and wife and told Prakash Chand that he can fuck the bride. I objected that the actual phase is that you can kiss the bride. Prakash Chand roared that ultimately it meant the same. He asked that after we got married and the priest said that you can kiss the bride, did we only kiss and didn’t do anything else later. I didn’t reply so he said, you both fucked after that, so this guy skipped one step, what’s the harm in that? He continued that Aradhana was already having one marriage and blossoming it well, so if she skips a few steps in her second marriage, what harm was in it? I kept silent and didn’t utter anything. The priest took his payment and left immediately. Prakash Chand dropped his pants immediately and pulled Aradhana’s gown upwards from below. I requested him to move to the bedroom. He turned around and slapped me hard. He shouted at me and said not to come between him and his wife. He showed me the time which was around 9 p.m. So he said that my timing will start around 12 a.m. and till then I can’t say a word. He reminded me about the bond, I and he both know that it was an illegal marriage and the court will sue him immediately. The issue wasn’t the bond but our dangerous families.

He asked me to leave his place and while going shut the main door. I looked at Aradhana who was standing there little terrified with Prakash Chand having her gown raised to her waist. Her pussy was clearly visible now. Prakash Chand’s erect dick was also visible as he was standing without pants. I turned around and went to the main gate. I closed the door and was about to leave upstairs when I found the window side to the main door open. I tried to peep inside and found Prakash Chand pushing Aradhana towards the dining table. He forced her to deposit her butts on the table edge and pulled her one leg upwards. He got inside her immediately and the light scream from her lips told me about it. He kissed her immediately with his full mouth and started to move his ass to and fro. He was fucking her now; he was pushing his dick hard and brutally. He managed to draw away her entire gown and started to fuck her hard, while he was pressing her firm boobs and sucking her nipples. He was not a young man and didn’t have that much capacity to hold so he just washed out in a few minutes. He flooded her pussy with all his loads and then drew his dick out. Aradhana complained immediately that he shouldn’t have filled her inside. He replied that even if his wife gets pregnant he’ll take care of the kid. He said that he doesn’t like using condoms and if she was so concerned, she can go on pills. Aradhana was about to grab her gown when he said not to as he will have her once more. They went to the dining table and both had their dinner; he had already ordered a little stuff and they had that. After the dinner was over he sat on the sofa and asked her to get on her knees and suck him up. Aradhana complained again that she hadn’t done this before. Prakash Chand said, so what start toward, so unwillingly she started to suck him. In 10 minutes his dick was back to life. He asked her to stop and then got up. He pulled her to the dining table, curved her on the table, so that her stomach and boobs were on the table. He was about to get inside her when he thought something. He came to the front gate, locked it from inside. Then he locked the window from inside. Now there was no way I could see inside, but still I waited there. Two minutes later, Aradhana’s voice came out, not that way, even Vikas never tried it. Prakash Chand roared that he’ll do anything he likes. Then a light scream came from Aradhana, followed by weeps and crying sounds along with the humping sound of Prakash Chand. Slowly the voice reduced and vanished completely. I waited there for 20 more minutes, but as no voice was coming out, I went upstairs.