His Ibadat ||18+

I was stilled. It was shocking for me to see her in such clothing and now she was on her knees crying amd begging.

"Bade Maalik maaf kar dein hume. Maaf kar dein Bade maalik. Hum kabhi bhi aapke saamne nhi aayenge bade maalik. Maaf kar dijiye. Maaf dijiye."

Her words made me realize something had happened behind my back.

The vein in left side head throbbed and got visible as it always does whenever I was drowned in anger.

They will pay. I noted.

I bent on my knees for thef ucking first time ever in my life.

"Bacha, bas meri jaan. Bas bas rona band karo. Dekho kuch nahi kar raha mai. Please bacha." I pleaded her.

Wrapping my hands around her trembling body I tried to calm her down but her eyes were distanced.

She was panicking too much to focus on my words.

Neither her words made sense to me nor they matter at that moment.

The only thing that was important was to bring her from the state she was in.

My soft talks were not working.So now the anger would.

"Bas karo Inayat!! Ek baar dekho meri aankho mei." I deliberately Screamed on her but it hurt me to do this to my little baby doll.

She stopped her begs though. She eyed me. Finally she did.

"Haan... Dekho mujhe. Kuch nahi karunga mai tumhe. Wada hai mera tumse meri jaan. Bas mujhe yu saza na doh. Matt roo, warna mera dil dukhega. " I tried to make her understand.

"Aap- aap jaante hai ki mai- mai-mai Muslim hu." Her words were a statement rather a question.

Did she really think I will bring her in my dom without a background check?

She is too naive.

Only if she knew how many are luring in dark for a opportunity to disconnect my head off my body.

I shook off those thoughts and Scooped her in my arms.

Settling in bed I patted her head and kissed her forehead.

She calmed visibly.

I covered her with blanket.

I swear if someone saw me like this they will think I am a doppelganger of their big bad Agni aka Bade Maalik.

She detached herself from my arms and searched my eyes for answer.

Aag laga dunga jisne bhi meri jaan ko rulaya hai. Just wait and watch.

I mentally noted.

"Haan. Haan mai jaanta hu ki tumhara baap Muslim hai. Par tum apne baba jaise nhi ho. Tum hindutva mei maanti ho. Aur ye bhi ki tum be kasur ho."

I made her believe my each word.

"Aur tum yaha se nahi jaa sakti ho. Tum yahi rahogi mere paas...humesha ke liye." I told her sternly while recalling her father words I heard in afternoon through cell.

"Par mai yaha kis haq se rahungi..Bade maalik." She said tearing up in eyes.

"Vikrant! Vikrant kahogi tum hume. Hum tumhare bade maalik nahi hai. " I growled lightly.

"Aur tum hamari ho, humpe haq hai tumhara isliye rahogi tum yaha." I explained.

But the girl was stubborn as she shook her head and said her thoughts out,

"Gaon waale aapko maar denge.Woh aapse sab cheen lenge. Aap meri wajah-"

I cut her off with a light chuckle.

"Goan waalo ke liye hum bhagwaan hai. Jis mitti par hum chalte hai usko pujte hai woh.Tumhe lagta hai woh humara kuch karenge?"

"Acha chalo kar bhi dia toh kya?Hum tumhe leke faraar ho jayenge yaha se. Fir kya karenge woh humara? Batao ?"

I asked her with a small smile and she giggled at my silliness.

Hugging her tenderly I started patting her head. She was calm now by answers.

I noticed the food was untouched by her. I dialed through landline next to bed and ordered for fresh warm food from kitchen.

Soon it was brought by two of the workers.

The little doll didn't notice all this as she was in her slumber on my chest.

The workers were astonished seeing a girl wrapped in blanket with her head on my chest.

I motioned them to leave. Enough of show for them.

Lightly patting her awake I made her eat food. She was going in and out of sleep but chewed the food.

I removed the material off her body. And decided to make her wear one of black shirts which everyorne in village rave about.

They were 100% pure silk shirts with a silky smooth, liquid-liked drape and a rich, lustrous sheen.

I saw her soft plumpy and fluffy breast with brown erect nipples. I wanted to taste them so badly but not when she can't feel what I was doing to her body.

I calmed my beast down and made her wear the shirt with her string panty(thong) right on its place.

I laid down beside her with naked chest and white dhoti.

"Mmmmmm ..."the beautiful moan escaped her pink lips almost in pain and pleasure ass he bunched by the shirt till her neck and massaged her boobs.

She was massaging them shamelessly while moaning.

I was stunned for a second. I wanted to do something.

Touch her.

Mark her.

Claim her.

Love her.

Kiss her.

Suck her.

Own her.

Retain her.

Possess her.

But I couldn't. Not now.

So did what I could.

Taking the back support of bed I removed the blanket from us. She was pinching her nipples and massaging her fluffy lil boobs now.

I took my 7 inch and thick as fuck cock in my hand and pumped it harshly.

Our moans were mixed in air of room.

I imagined her tight little pussy clenching around my cock and creaming it like a slut she is.

I was lost in pleasure imagining her body underneath me.

Soon enough my left hand adorned with rings in each finger got hold of her right breast on its own. I massaged it harshly and she let me.

I pinched her nipple earning a loud moan from her, she opened her half sleepy eyes and I paused.

She giggled. She fucking giggled.

"Aur karo nah ..." The little slut on my bed begged me to massageher milk bearers more.

So I did it.

I continued my hand job and she continued her moans.

Soon enough I pumped three thick ropes of my white cum on my stomach with a loud grunt and my head fall backwards.

I saw her fair toned clean breast was red now with my finger prints.

It boosted my ego.

Only I can touch her. Only I can own her.

Scooping the white cum over my fore and middle finger I made her taste it.

To fuck with the morals.

Bringing my fingers inside her warm little mouth, her mouth got full with them only.

Ohh how gonna she take my cock hah?

Patting with left palm on head, I whispered,

"Chaato. Shhhh.... Bas ache se chaato isse, meri pyari randi."

"Mmmmmmm. " She licked my fingers off gagging on them altogether.

Placing a light kiss on her head, I left her at that. Cleaning myself off in bathroom I got back and laid down.

"Dard ho raha hai. Dabao na." She said to me with half sleepy eyes.

Bringing her back to my chest, I hold her both boobs, one in each palm and massaged them till I fell asleep.

Warning 🚨

This book is not mean to harm anyone's religious sentiments.

Please don't spread hate in comments about it.

Religious mentions are only for fiction and to get the plot going on.