"Kaisa Dhokha, Thakur sahab?"
[Betrayal how, thakur sahab.]
She asked. The room lit with the dim light and she could barely see his face.
"Rajeev kaho hamein, hamare naam se bulao, Thakur sahab mat kaho. Bus itna kar do hamare liye, chahe hamein maaf karo na Karo."
[Call me Rajeev, call me by my name, Don't call me Thakur sahab. Just do this much for me, even if you don't forgive me it's fine.]
He said but his heart was not at peace. Her proximity was doing things to him. Something that he didn't realise. She was Making him worried. Her mere ignorance was making him desperate for her. Not quite physically but more than that.
He knew he was the one who ruined her life. He realized her emotions. He knew her anger and ignorance was valid but he wanted to be selfish for her attention and care because she was the only one who he was ready to lean on.
He is finally realizing this was not just care but the emotions he was experiencing was more than that. Deeper.
She shifted a little and winced in pain.
Rajeev had already seen something on her hand.
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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.
