A/N :- Warning. 18+. A slight sex scene. Mention of past abuse, torture.
There were no words to describe on how happy Kartik was. It's been fifteen days since Naira's kachori incident on lunch. And day by day, she was gradually recalling her past memories. Her language, her hobbies, likes and dislikes, etc. She hadn't remembered any names or any childhood places till now, but Kartik was still happy, some progress was better then nothing.
Naira still had her nightmares, but there intensity was slowly coming down. She was still as obedient as ever, afraid to get hurt. She might be remembering things, but he also knew that she would also always remember what she had been punished to learn. It would take time, but Kartik was confident that he eventually would break her out of it and make her understand that she had her own will and freedom.
Kartik also was even more affectionate then before. He would encourage her to do whatever she wanted and whenever she made a decision of her own, Kartik would kiss Naira on her cheeks and hug her. He would tell her how proud he was. Naria desired affection from him, and Kartik wasn't shy in giving her that. It was eventually helping her.
Kartik's attraction towards Naira, his desire, his lust, his feelings for her were also increasing day by day. She was like a magnet who attracted him towards herself. Kartik felt an extremely strong pull towards her. There were times when Kartik wanted nothing more then to bury himself in her, to kiss her her, to fuck her. Kartik remembered one incident, which happened a week ago, where he had almost given himself to his desire.
Naira had a nightmare, and Kartik was there to hold her, and slept with her in his arms for comfort, after calming her down. Kartik usually got up before naira but that day he slept a bit longer. He was awakened by Naira pulling his lower down, straddling him and trying to ride him. She had been completely naked, stripping herself of her clothes because she had woken up and found him hard, so she took it as a sign that Kartik wanted to fuck her. Looking at her naked body had ignited such lust in him that he had immediately pulled her in his arms had gotten on top of her.
Kartik had kissed her deeply like a man possessed, tasting her sweet lips after such a long time. Naira had put her arms around him and had slipped her tongue in his mouth. Kartik had lost himself in that kiss, making out with her heavily for a long time while his hands roamed her body, hands groping her breasts in a hard squeeze, and his thumbs circling on her nipples. His cock had been painfully hard, still confined in his underwear. Kartik had broken the kiss when the secnt of her arousal had hit him. Naira was so wet that he could actually smell her arousal.
Kartik had looked at Tina, her pupils dilated, clearly with need. Kartik had immediately moved his lips down the side of her face before sucking it hard at her neck, biting, nibbling, licking and making sure to leave purple hickeys as often as he could. Naira moaned in his ear before he moved towards her full round tits. Kartik had bitten her pink nipple hungrily, he was going mad with need.
Naira moaned :- Kartik........
Kartik had frozen before slowly pulling away, leaving Naira's eyes wide. His control slowly came back, as the gentle caring side of him took over. It wasn't right to take advantage of this situation, to take advantage of this simple sweet babygirl, who trusted him with everything. By this point Kartik's lust had completely faded out.
It had been the most awkward thing Kartik ever had to deal with, because Kartik wanted her. He wanted to make love to Naira. He wanted to worship her body. He wanted to caress her and then make her feel pleasure beyond anything she could imagine. The only reason he didn't was the fact that she wasn't completely in control of herself. For Naira, it was because she thought of Kartik as her master and had to please him. Kartik didn't want to have sex with her because she believed that she had to.
