He pulled her closer to him. She whimper in pain as he held her hand that had wound. She let out a sound which startled him. He separated from her and peered.
"Kya hua, kahin dard ho rha hai kya?"
[What happened, is it paining somewhere?]
He looked concerned. And again she git lost remembering all the past events.
"Nahi"
She said trying to hide her wound.
Rajeev held her closer to him. He pulled her closer to him. Circling his arm on her waist he nuzzled his head on her neck.
"Hum aise nahi thay nidhi, lekin zindagi me Itne dhokhe mile ki ab vishwas nahi kar pate Hum kisi par bhi."
[I wasn't like this Nidhi, but all these betrayals that I faced in my life disallow me to trust on anyone. ]
A tear rolled down his eyes and landed on her neck. She could feel his warm breath on her, she turned to his side and held her hand out of the way. She felt Warmth for the first time. She felt more than an obligation. More than a mere 'wife-duty'.
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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.
