I knocked on the door of a big room.
"Andar aajao"
[ Come in]
"Ji"
[Yes]
I stepped inside the room.
"Ba..bade tha.. thakur sahab vo...vo Aapne vo... bulaya tha"
[Ba.. bade..tha..thakur sahab that....that...you...you called.]
"Mujhe nahi pta tha shreekant ki beti atak atak kar baat karti hai."
[I didn't knew shreekant's daughter stammers while talking.]
"Ji aisa nahi hai."
[It's not like that.]
"Ab jab tumhara byaah ho gya hai hamare bete ke saath, Hame ummeed hai tum hame jald se jald ek vaaris dogi."
[Now that you are married to My son, I expect a grandson as soon as possible.]
Hamein laga hi tha ki Mamuli Ghar se thakur apni Bahu kaise Chun sakte hai.
"Lekin thakur sahab to--"
[But thakur sahab is--]
"Hamein pta hai ki tumhare man me sawaal hain aur vidambhanaye bhi, dekho hum batein ghumayenge nahii, Tumhe hamne kharida hai, vaaris paida karne ko."
[I know you have many questions and confusions in your mind, I won't make it complicated for you. I bought you, to have a grandson.]
I was stunned, wasn't he disabled from below his waist, how can we have sex and how will we have a baby?
My mind was a mess and my body had worn off from all the rituals, I needed rest.
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The Disabled Thakur's Wife (18+)
FantasyA 'slut' of a 21 year old Nidhi is married to the disabled thakur, who is paralysed below his waist. What will happen when her sexual frustration will heighten and she starts seeking ways for her pleasures.
