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Amidst the intoxicating redolence of exotic drugs and alcoholic beverages, sat a dangerous goliath figure, puffing on the cigerette and wagering an enormous amount of money for the next move of the cassino.

"If I lose, my personal slut would be yours for a night."

A man seated opposite to him, put forth this offer. He leered and kissed the cards before spreading them before everyone. The spectators whooped at the sight and hailed Dhanraj Singh Thakur, the 'Mad Bull' of Thakur family.

He had won the game, and as the bet, the opponent's personal whore was gifted to him for a night.

"Bulao hamare tohfe ko."

"Call my gift."

Dhanraj commanded, resting his head on the headrest of the massive couch. Hands spread wide on the armrest, with one leg crossed over the other, in a manner that the ankle of one was resting on the knee of the other. Perching quietly for a few moments, his eyes opened, turning infuriated, he erected himself, and yelled at his opponent, fisting his collar tightly.

"Malum nahi hai tumhe ki Dhanraj Singh Thakur ko intezar karwane ka anjam kya hota hai?"

"Don't you know the consequences of making Dhanraj Singh Thakur wait?"

His miffed eyes, and flaring breath was enough to scare the shit out of anyone. He was labelled as the 'Mad Bull' for a reason!

"She is here, sir. Please don't get exasperated!"

An enchanting figure, emerged from the darkened parts of the hall, wrapping her slender fingers around a bottle of tequila, and taking tantalizing steps towards Dhanraj.

"I'm your slave for tonight, Master!"

She bowed down, and held his hand in hers, to plant a kiss on its back. The sheeny grey orbs of Dhanraj darkened, desires hazing over his consciousness, and without wasting another moment, he yanked that woman on his shoulder, only to take her upstairs, into a private room.

Mature content ahead!

Tossing the woman on the bed, Dhanraj started unbuttoning his shirt, not before loosening his tie sexily.

"Put the bottle aside, on the table."

He ordered the woman, his voice turned hoarser and intimidating. The woman obeyed him silently, gulping down her saliva, as his virile brawny body exposed before her.

His well toned muscles, eight pack abs, heavy veiny biceps, a prominent Adam's apple, and fine slender collar bones, were enough to make any girl wet, and for this case, it was her profession to become wet everyday, so her core didn't find this job arduous.

"Strip!"

Dhanraj commanded her, with perspicuous domination in his voice. The woman bit on half of her lower lip, seductively, and started divesting herself of the tight bodycon dress.

Within a few moments, she exposed herself completely before Dhanraj. Dhanraj, with his pant and leather belt still on, walked towards the table where the tequila was kept.

"Go and sit on that round table."

He instructed, without even looking at her. The woman was already turned on, since Dhanraj's physique was too much to resist. She was lying on the bed with parted legs, but stood up and walked to the table, as this is what her 'master for a night' had ordered her to do.

"Get seated on it and part your legs."

Taking a sip from the bottle, he ordered her again, and she complied with him again.

"So wet already, hn?" His voice had turned hoarser and sexier, and his intense gaze made her drip more.

"Ahh! Fuck me, Master!" She begged, getting aroused impulsively.

Dhanraj strode towards her, and stood tall before her. His fingers began encircling her core, making her moan seductively. He wiped off her juices on her ankles, and did something that was absolutely new for her.

He placed the tequila bottle over her shoulder and started pouring it on her. She quivered a little, but her senses went completely out of control, when she felt his pair of lips on her midriff, sucking and drinking it up.

"Anhhh! This is too much....ahhhh!"

Her moans were arousing, making Dhanraj suck harshly on her. His lips advanced to her bosom, and he licked her nipple, making her shudder. She clutched his biceps tightly, and winced, when he nibbled her boobs.

"Ummmmm!"

He grasped her hair, with his free hand, while the other one kept pouring the drink on her naked body, making it shine under the bright light. His lips proceeded to her tits, where he gave a lick, before nibbling and sucking down the drink. Pulling her hair backwards, he progressed to her slender neck, and tormented the skin sternly.

The bottle was emptied after some time, and the woman was drenched in the drink. He had sucked on her everywhere, her waist, tits and midriff had reddish purple marks of the nibbles given by him.

After squashing her ass cheeks, he wrapped his palm around her neck to made her lie down on the table. He unbuckled his belt, and turned her around in a swift motion, making her lie on her abdomen.

"Ass up!" He directed, and she followed his orders.

He smacked his belt on the floor, and she got astonished. He squeezed her ass cheeks lightly, before reddening it with belt.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She whimpered painfully.

"You wondered I'll provide you with pleasure? Definitely I would, but not before inflicting pain."

He kept thumping her until her buttocks turned tomato red. She was in tears, and he hurled the belt on the floor. Removing his pants and boxers, he adjusted his length near her core, by yanking her closer to him.

*twack*

He slapped her butt again, and she sobbed. He slammed her in one go, without showing an iota of mercy.

"Ahhhhhh! Master!!!!" She was used to having new men every now and then, but Dhanraj was getting on her nerves. He made it extremely rough for her, something that she would never forget. After thrusting into her for half an hour, he pulled out.

His pants were hanging low on his thighs, and he plunged his hand in its pocket, to take out a sachet. He tore it apart, using his sharp teeth, and pulled the condom out of it. Adjusting his length inside it, he thrusted into her again, wilder this time.

A significant amount of time passed, and he released inside the condom. The woman's condition had worsened - her butt bruised, core had turned sore, and entire body had multiple bite marks.

While fucking her, he did not kiss or suck her even for once, he just fucked her!

He took steps to the bed, and lied down on it, panting heavily.

"You can leave now!" He instructed, and the woman started collecting herself to leave. He didn't take a glimpse of her after they were done.

He closed his eyes and settled his pants back, while his thoughts had started troubling him again. Being a middle child, he had always felt that he was dilapidated.

His mother was fond of the eldest son, and his father loved the youngest one the most, leaving him as no one's favourite child. Though his elder brother, Balraj Singh Thakur, had always loved him the most, but his heartbreak broke the Thakurs from inside.

He inhaled sharply, a lone tear falling off his eyes, and he opened his eyes. Straightening himself up, he decided to leave for the mansion.

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Thakur Mansion

"Where the hell were you, bhaiya?"

Jairaj quizzed Dhanraj, perturbation was discernable in his voice.

"Gambling!" Dhanraj replied

"Are you out of your mind, bhaiya? Ma is worried about you." Jairaj exclaimed

"Nobody cares about me. Stop showing me your fake concerns." Dhanraj retorted and walked upstairs, ignoring Jairaj.

Unlocking his room, he went inside, chaos was conspicuous all around. He took off his shoes, one of them got flipped, while the other got dragged with him for some more distance, before leaving his foot completely.

He fell on the bed, on his stomach, with his legs hung low. His tired red eyes, deep heavy breathing and disoriented state, were all he had to call as life.

This is Dhanraj Singh Thakur, the spoilt brat of the renowned Thakur family.

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So here is the first chapter!

It's going to be really tough for this 'red flag' to become 'green', but apne paas Ragini hai na.

Next update will have Ragini's introduction.