DHANRAJ SINGH THAKUR x RAGINI SINGH
Book 2 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥
This story depicts 'beauty and the beast', where the 'beauty' is unaware of her healing powers and divinity, and the 'beast' gets enchanted by her powers, and transforms himself compl...
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"So.... sorry sir. It was....just...a mist.... mistake."
Akash implored, being tied up to a chair. His face was drenched with his tears.
"You want to bed my wife, Ragini Dhanraj Singh Thakur, hn?"
I enquired, perching before him, spreading my arms wide on the backrest of the couch.
"No....no sir.....! It was our biggest mistake sir. Please forgive us."
Nilesh quavered, and broke down into frightened cries.
"Blunder! Not mistake, bastards."
I grunted, straightening up from the couch, and unboxing the weapons that were kept inside a metallic trunk.
"Sir.....sir please."
Akash cried. I brought out a scissor like weapon, with blunt holders.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll just snatch your ability to speak anything in the future."
I grunted, striding to his chair.
"Sir..... please!"
Akash begged, as I leaned forward, supporting myself on the edge of the armrest of his chair.
"You should not have said that. My wife is my Goddess, and I won't tolerate any disrespect against her."
I groaned, pressing his cheeks terribly. My thumb placed on his one cheek, while index and the middle finger were pressing on the other side. His tongue popped out.
Now he knew what I was upto.
"Aeaeaeaea!"
He tried to mutter, but he couldn't form words because of his popped out tongue.
I adjusted the blades of that scissors around his tongue. Nilesh peed witnessing this scene. I could hear the sound of those droplets falling on the ground.
And in one stroke, I compressed the scissors, cutting off his tongue.
Akash began squirming like a near death fish, his hands still tied with a thick rope. My hand was covered with the blood that was spurted out of his mouth.
I picked up a clean cloth to wipe off my fingers. The area was covered with the stench of blood instantly.
"Ahahahahahaaaaa!"
Akash was producing painful shrieks, with no significant word that was perceivable because he had lost his tongue.
I was cleaning the scissors with a clean cloth like a psycho, my hands moved to the hammer placed in that box.
Nilesh was fidgeting severely. I walked to him, carrying the hammer, and squeezed his cheeks exactly like Akash's.
