Chapter Sixty Six

RING!!!!!

The sound of the bell ringing always brought despair for young Arnav. It meant that it was time to go back to the hellhole known as home. He always ignored his father and couldn't stand the sight of his stepmother, nor his stepsister.. The only person he looked forward to seeing was his Di, and that was it. She was the only family he had, the only person he cared for and loved.

He believed there was no one who could ever love him, nor that he was allowed to love. The one person he loved very much, his mother, had left him. Love was probably just not meant for him.

Walking down the street, his book bag hanging off of his shoulder, he buried his hands in his pocket. He walked down the street alone, kicking away the little rocks he came across. Everyday he would walk home slowly, hoping that he wouldn't get home until late in the day, but unfortunately, that was never the case.

Arnav continued to walk down the streets, when he heard grunting. His head turned in the direction the noise came from and walked towards it. He saw a dead end up ahead and the sound seemed to be coming from there. When he looked around the corner, he was shocked by his findings. He saw his stepsister, Kalavati, leaning against a street lamp, with a man's face buried in between her legs, under her skirt. She cried out in pleasure, her hands in his hair.

Arnav couldn't believe what he was seeing and was disgusted. Just as he was about to turn away, she pulled the man up and kissed him, then smacked him away. When Arnav saw that the man was no other than their math teacher, he was shocked. He watched their teacher go into his car and drive away. Kalavati simply brushed her skirt down and was about to head home when she spotted Arnav. It was clear by the look on his face that he had just seen what had occured.

"Well hello there, Arnav. Enjoy the show," she smirked.

Arnav was disgusted. "You should be reported."

Kalavati laughed, tossing her head back. "That's a good one."

But Arnav was serious.

"Oh fine, go ahead, I can always lie and say that Mr. Michaelson forced himself on me and threatened me if I tried to say something."

Arnav's eyes widened. The girl had no shame.

"But then again, it's not like Principal Schwartz would do anything. Then again, he just might get jealous since he loves my cunt as well."

Feeling his jaw about to unhinge itself, Arnav was shocked, but more disgusted, by far. "You're a whore," he growled, disgusted at the thought that they lived under the same roof.

But Kalavati wasn't bothered by what he said. "Tell me something I don't know, Arnav."

Arnav scoffed and turned away, wanting to get out of there immediately.

"You know you liked it."

Pausing, he faced her and looked at her confusedly.

"It excited you - out in the open, cries cutting the silence, anyone able to just walk by and see you being pleasured sexually, moaning in pleasure."

Arnav couldn't believe what he was hearing and scoffed. "Yeah right."

"You know it's true." She walked over to him, her hips swaying as she did. "You liked it," she said, trailing her finger on the strap of his book bag. "Being pleasured like that, being in control like that."

As much as Arnav wanted to deny it, it was true that the way she controlled Mr. Michaelson stood out to him. When she controlled him by keeping her grip on his hair, forcing him to stay put. And when she was done with him, she just tossed him away , done with him.

For Arnav to do that with a woman... that really excited him.

Kala scoffed with a smirk. "Told you so."

Arnav was confused at first, but when she gestured to the bulge in his pants, he shifted away.

"There's no need to hide from me, Arnav. We're quite alike, you and I."

"As if."

"Oh, but we are. We desire control - control of our lives and control of our pleasure."

She had a point - Arnav did want and liked control.

"I'll tell you what - there's a place I can take you where you could get just that, that is, if you go with me."

Arnav looked at her curiously, her smirk not helping him figure this out at all.

"You'll love it. You can finally stop rubbing off to playboy and bury your cock in a girl for once."

Arnav's eyes widened. He couldn't figure out how she knew if he was a virgin or not.

"So are you in or are you in?"

Arnav let out a sigh. "I don't know why I'm saying this but... I'm in."

*~*

Music thumped and Arnav couldn't believe his eyes. While people were dancing to the music, they were also fucking. Some fucked on the dance floor, some in the booths, some even at the bar. From fucking to cock sucking, to even pussy licking, there was everything going on. Arnav noticed guards around the club, keeping an eye on things, making sure things never got too crazy or went too far.

Arnav made his way to the bar, following Kalavati.

"The usual Ryan," she said.

The bartender nodded and prepared her drink. Arnav was shocked when the bartender gave her a scotch.

"You're not even 21," he said.

"So? I turned 18. Besides, I've got connections."

"Connections?"

"Yes, connections. Now what do you want to drink?"

Arnav really didn't have a clue, but he decided to go with a gin and tonic since he had heard of that drink before. When the bartender gave it to him without question, he couldn't believe it. Fifteen, almost at sixteen, yet here he was, drinking like a grown man.

"Come on, follow me," she said, and Arnav followed behind.

They went to the upper level and looked down at the club.

"Over there is where all of the prestigious people are. You can't just get in there so easily, you have to earn it and I aim to do so. Down that hallways is where the glory wall is."

"A glory wall?"

"Yeah, shove your dick into a random pussy that looks good to you - fuck it, eat it - whatever floats your boat."

Arnav couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"And over there is where things get a little more kinky," she said, pointing at another hallway.

Arnav was curious and Kalavati could see it. The two went that way and when Arnav got to the other side of the velvet curtains, he was shocked. There were St. Andrews crosses along the wall, many other contraptions as well. People here were doing the deed, only it was much more intense. Arnav heard the cries of pleasure mixed with the cries of pain. He saw women dangling and wrapped up tape. He saw women bent over laps and getting spanked. He saw men with their cocks locked in some type of contraption. He also saw men on leashes, crawling.

Seeing the people who had control over them turned him on. To be able to control passion and pleasure like that, excited him.

"Well lookie there."

Arnav looked in Kala's line of sight and saw a girl flinch her gaze away from him. He saw the blush on her face and Arnav could tell she liked him.

"Why am I not surprised." Kalavati walked over to where the girl was and Arnav simply followed. 

Arnav never felt shy of going up to a girl. However at school, he just never paid attention to any of the girls there.

They went to the girl, who was sitting alone on a black leather couch.

"Why hello Amani. Enjoying the view, are you."

The girl looked down.

"Still waiting for a new Master, I see."

The girl said nothing.

"Well, in the meantime, be a doll, and suck his cock."

Arnav hid his shock and looked at Kala.

"Does Master wish me to," the girl said in a low voice.

Master? I'm a Master already?

"Yes. Now do it," she gritted.

The girl got up, keeping her eyes to the floor.

Kalavati looked at Arnav. "Sit."

Arnav did so and Amani knelt down to the floor. She reached forward and undid his belt and jeans, then tugged them down, Arnav lifting his hips, releasing his length. Amani gazed at his length while Kalavati couldn't believe how big he was... and how sexy it was.

Amani removed his jeans and boxers, putting them aside, then caressed his legs. Arnav couldn't believe that this was actually happening. He would usually jerk off, imagining of this moment, and now it was about to happen.

Amani placed kisses on his legs, moving up. She took his cock in her hand and Arnav hissed. When she took him in her mouth, Arnav tossed his head back against the couch. The girl moaned around his cock, pleasuring him. She started off slow, bobbing her head along his length. Eventually, Arnav wanted more, so he gripped onto her hair and urged her forward. She began to take him faster, moving at the rhythm he made her move. He began to force her faster, Amani moaning around his length. He was going to cum, and he knew it, but he wanted to fuck her, so he forced her off of him.

He saw how desperate she was for his cock, reaching out with her tongue. But he wasn't going to have it and forced her up by her hair. It was then that he had realized that she was toying with her clit as well.

"Did I say you could pleasure yourself," he growled.

Amani shook her head hesitantly. "N-no Master-"

Before she could even finish, she was tossed down into the couch and Arnav hovered above her. Her dress had ridden up, revealing that she had worn no panties at all. At the sight of her cunt, Arnav wanted to bury his cock in her.

And she wanted the same.

"Please bury your cock in me," Amani begged. "Please fuck my pussy, I want your cock."

It turned him on, hearing her beg, but he needed more. "Beg."

"Please Master, fuck me. Use me, use my cunt. Put your dick inside my holes, please Master, please," she begged.

Arnav slightly picked her up and tugged the straps of her dress down, exposing her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra and Arnav liked that. He took her nipple into his mouth out of instinct reaction and sucked on it. Amani cried out, arching her back.

"Please Master, fuck me! I want your cock!"

Arnav bit her nipple and she cried out.

"Please Master, please!"

He moved to the other one and teased it as well, bringing more cries from her lips.

"Please!"

Arnav spanked her as and gripped her hair tightly. "Please what?"

"Please fuck me Master," she nearly whispered.

"What's that? I didn't hear you," and he inserted a finger inside her.

Amani moaned in pleasure but she wanted more. "Please oh please Master, put your big cock in my pussy and use it, please!! Use me please Master, fuck me!"

Arnav withdrew his finger and plunged his dick right into her. Both grunted in pleasure and Arnav fucked her. His grip tightened on her hair while he clawed her ass, smacking it now and then. He fucked her roughly... and they loved it. 

It dawned on Arnav that there really were two types of people in the world - the ones who wanted to have plain sex and the ones like him who enjoyed the kink. Of them, there were the ones wanted to receive it and there were the ones like him, who loved to control it.

"Can I cum Master, please," Amani writhed. 

Arnav smirked cunningly. "I don't know. Can you?"

He decreased his speed and the girl cried out. "Please Master!"

The grin on his face was plastered. It was cunning and almost evil.

He decreased his speed even more and Amani squealed. "Please Master, please! Please may I cum?!"

"Now that's more like it."

He increased his speed and pounded into her, and her cries urged him faster. Within seconds, the two came, Arnav grunting as he released his load into her. Once he had, he pulled out and walked away, not even looking back at her, and went to the bar.

Kalavati watched as he did and looked at the sated girl on the couch. Truth be, she was impressed. She didn't really think Arnav was cut up for this, and yet here they were.

Picking up the girls head, she sat down and had her lay her head in her lap. "Did you like that doll?"

Amani nodded. "Yes Mistress."

Kala reached out and ran a finger in between Amani's folds, scooping up their release on her finger. "Taste it," and she put her finger in Amani's mouth.

Amani sucked on it and moaned around her finger.

"Do you like it doll?"

She nodded around her finger.

"Good girl."

She placed a kiss on her forehead. "We'll see you around," and she got up. 

"Um, Mistress?"

Kala looked back at her with an arched eyebrow and Amani looked down. "What?"

"I-is... is Master looking... for a new submissive?"

Kala thought about it. "I don't know," and she turned away.

*~*

After that day, Arnav went to the club everyday. He carried himself highly though, only fucking Amani and not just any random girl who caught his eye. While he continued to go day after day, Kala hadn't, enjoying her time with the school staff and student body instead.

It had been a while since she had gone back to the Dark Paradise, so she decided one evening to go. It was only when she got there that she had realized the difference in Arnav.

Arnav was now with the prestigious members of the club, and she was shocked. She had been trying for so long, and yet here Arnav was after only being here for a few weeks. Kala also noticed the change in his physical appearance. He didn't just wear a random T-shirt he would find in his closet, but he wore button down shirts with his jeans. His hair was done, unlike it's usual one-swipe-through-his-hair look.

Arnav had truly changed... and she was turned on.

Making her way to the bar, Kalavati sat beside Arnav. 

"Fancy seeing you here," she said to him.

Arnav sipped his gin and tonic. "I could say the same."

"I knew this place before you."

"You haven't been here in the past 3 weeks."

"Ah... so he notices me."

"Kala, I keep my eyes out on everything."

Kalavati nodded and the bartender came with her scotch on the rocks. "I see that there's been some changes to you."

Arnav scoffed lightly. "You could say that." He turned in his stool, facing her. It was only then that Kala had noticed Amani, naked and in a collar, huddled on the floor and acting as his footrest. 

You've improved, she smirked to herself.

"What are you doing here?"

Kala glanced down at his pet and took a sip of her drink. "Amani, hmm?"

Arnav glanced down at her and Amani simply stayed huddled at the floor.

"You're welcome."

"You're not welcome, Kala."

Kalavati cocked her eyebrow at him.

"You may have introduced me to this place, but it was Melinda who helped me."

"Melinda?"

"Oh right, you wouldn't know any of the VIP."

Kala's fists clenched automatically. 

"It's probably because of how messy you are. Ah well." Arnav got up. "Let's go."

Kalavati watched as Amani crawled after him, Arnav holding his drink as he left. She couldn't believe it - he was acting as if he was more highly than her.

And it excited her. 

*~*

Later in the night, Kalavati sat at the black leather couch, watching the scenes play out before her in different parts of the room. But her eyes mostly wandered to Arnav and Amani, watching Arnav as he flogged Amani, whose arms were strapped to the carabiners. There were people around them, watching the scene as Amani was forced to hold back her screams. It was a challenge for her, being pleasured and wanting to cry out in pleasure, buy she couldn't. She wished he had gagged her to help her, but that was the point of it all.

Kalavati couldn't believe how much Arnav had changed in 3 weeks. With him never home and the two never seeing each other at school, she had no idea! But seeing the way he was now... she loved it. 

She watched as Arnav wrapped his arm around Amani's waist, his hand splayed out on her stomach. He was whispering into her ear and she could see the difficulty on Amani's face, how she wanted to cry out in pleasure. She watched him nibble her earlobe then suck and bite her neck.

Seeing him act like this made Kalavati want him to do it to her. Even though she preferred to be in charge, she wanted Arnav to control her. 

And she was determined to have it.

Kalavati got up and went near the two. Arnav was once again flogging her and Amani twirled on her feet from side to side, biting down on her lip very hard to stop herself from screaming in pain and pleasure. Arnav came around, the straps of the flogger being skimmed over her body.

"You've shown your own restraint very well, my pet," Arnav said softly. "Well done."

Amani smiled lightly and Arnav undid his belt and jeans, lowering them slightly. He bent down and picked her up by her legs, wrapping them around his waist.

"Time for your reward," and he thrust into her.

Amani gasped at the pleasure and she pulled on her restraints. She wanted to wrap her arms around his neck, but she couldn't because of the restraints. Arnav continued to fuck her hard and Amani continued to cry out in pleasure. Kalavati watched as the girl filled up with pleasure, ready for her release. She came at that instant and screamed in pleasure as she did, tossing, her head back. Arnav soon came and he released his load into her. He whispered into her ear as he released one of her hands. Immediately she wrapped it around his neck, breathing heavily as she came down from her high.

With the scene over, people dispersed, but Kalavati remained. Amani was released and Arnav held her in his arms. He was about to leave when Kala came in his way.

"That was very impressive," she said.

Arnav didn't say anything and went to a couch to lay Amani down. He turned to get water for her, but Kala was once again in his way.

"That was hot."

Again he said nothing and went to the bar. He asked for a bottle of cold water and the bartender went to get him one. 

"You know what's good after a good fuck? Or better before a fuck?"

Arnav couldn't believe it. Go away bitch!

"A smoke."

This caught his attention and he cocked his eyebrow at her.

Kalavati smirked. "Ever smoke pot before?"

*~*

Smoke was in the air, the smell of pot in the air. It always felt good to Arnav, smoking up a joint after a scene. He had been for the past few years. And one thing that hadn't changed was Kalavati always trying to be in his case.

Arnav was at the back of the club, in the alley, smoking his joint. Kalavati had had a drink too many and was smoking beside him. He ignored her as he always did, but little did Arnav know that today would be a bit different.

Kalavati looked at Arnav. He wore a light blue button down with jeans. She could see the definition of his muscles and she loved it.  Arnav had changed in the past few years, a much better and highly respected Dominant. Submissives wanted to be his sub the second he was free. He was friends with the elites and they believed in him so much, that they were starting to loan him money to start up his own business and have his own company.

Arnav had truly become something else and the more he did, the more it turned her on... but she still didn't have him. Night after night, she dreamt what it would be like to have his cock in her cunt, pounding into her. She wondered what it would be like to have his cock in her ass while he fisted her. 

She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

Rolling away from the wall, Kalavati moved in front of Arnav. Arnav ignored her as usual and she tugged him by his chin, forcing him to look at her.

"Kala-"

"Hush," she hissed, placing her finger on his lips. "Ugh, they're so soft... I want them all over my body."

Arnav arched his eyebrow with disgust.

"I want that mouth of yours on my pussy and my ass. I want that cock of your to fill my holes. I want you to fuck me Arnav, to dominate me."

Arnav tried to push her away but Kala clung onto him.

"Fuck me Arnav. Feel how wet I am for you."

"Get off of me Kala, that's never going to happen!"

He pushed her away and went back inside, leaving a smirking Kala behind.

"We'll see about that."

*~*

"Where have you been, dear," Melinda said as Arnav joined beside her.

"A smoke."

Melinda's nose crinkled. "That's a bad habit, I've told.you to stop it."

"I tried... didn't work."

Melinda shook her head. "Unbelievable."

Arnav chuckled. "So where's Lance?"

"He's been good so he's probably getting his cock sucked off at the glory wall."

"Oh? What did he do?"

"I had a horrible day at work and he sent me flowers and chocolates."

"That really was sweet of him."

"How could I not reward him for being such a good husband? He'll be grinning like a fool tonight. But if he thinks too much on it, I'll have to punish him."

Arnav chuckled as a waiter came up to them. "For you Sir."

Arnav looked at the gin and tonic on his tray. "I didn't order anything."

"The Mistress wanted me to give you this."

Arnav knew that the only person who would send Ryan into this room was Kalavati, since she still couldn't come in here with the elites, even after all these years - she was just too reckless.

Arnav took the drink anyways and shooed him off.

"There's one more thing Sir."

Arnav looked at him confusedly as he handed him a black envelope. Ryan walked away and Arnav put his drink down to open the envelope. Melinda looked at him curiously as he did. When he had, he reached inside and pulled out a pair of dark purple, silk panties.

"Ugh, she didn't," Melinda said, repulsed. 

Arnav shoved it back inside and called a waiter. He asked him to burn the envelope and he went away.

"How much longer will she continue to do this," Melinda asked, annoyed, while offering Arnav hand sanitizer.

"Well its been more than a year since she's told me she wants to fuck me, so who knows."

"She is unbelievable, and she keeps trying to get in your way."

"Why do you u think I stay in here most these days? She's any eyesore."

"That she is. ...at least you have the guards to keep track on her and keep her away from your scenes."

"You have to do what you have to do."

"Speaking of which... where is your little Brittany?"

"Who said only your husband could be rewarded that way?"

Melinda's eyes widened with humor. "You didn't."

"I did. Who knows how many guys have filled her holes."

"She's a greedy one."

"That she is."

"Are you really going to let her go?"

"I am."

Melinda nodded. "How's school going? Your sophomore year going well?"

"It is. I see no need for me to be there, but it's all for my mother."

"May she rest in peace."

Arnav nodded, toying with the tumbler which held his drink. 

"You should head on up and finish up your assignments."

Arnav nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you're right. Where would I be without you Melinda?"

"Probably getting screwed by Kalavati."

Arnav's eyes narrowed. "Melinda."

Melinda couldn't hold back her laugh. "Oh if you only saw your face!"

Arnav rolled his eyes and left, heading on up to his apartment. He really didn't want to do any of his assignments, but he didn't really have a choice.  His mother had always wanted him to go to college, and now he was fulfilling that wish. 

Entering his apartment, he prepared for misery, but when he got in, he realized he should have been prepared for horror. On his couch was Kalavati, naked and wanting as she laid there, masturbating.

"Kala," he screamed.

Kalavati only moaned, writhing as she pleasured herself. Arnav went over to her and pulled her up by grabbing her wrist. Kala pushed her body onto his and Arnav pushed her away.

"What the fuck are you done here," he roared.

"I bet you loved smelling my panties," she moaned. 

"Kala you have officially crossed the limit. I want you to get out right now!"

"But-"

"GET OUT!"

Kalavati flinched, but she didn't move one foot. So instead, Arnav dragged her out of the apartment and threw her out. He shut the door behind him, letting out an exasperated sigh. 

"This isn't over," he heard her scream. "I will have you!"

Arnav ignored her and headed upstairs, over Kalavati and her shit. He also needed to throw this couch out, not to mention burn it.

*~*

"You threw the couch out?" Khushi couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"And burned it."

Khushi's eyebrow shot up. "Wow."

"And that's the take between me and Kalavati."

Khushi couldn't believe it. So that's why he can't stand her? Because she tried to get in bed with him? But isn't that illegal? ...then again don't share blood. Legally they could get together, even get married-

"Angel..."

Khushi looked up at him. 

"I can tell what your thinking. Don't."

Khushi frowned, wondering how he could tell. But besides that she had other concerns. "It's clear now why she cant stand me... she's gonna be a pain, isn't she?"

"More than she is now. "

Khushi nodded. "Well... it doesn't matter to me."

She reached over to him and straddled him. 

"You're mine Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, all mine."

Arnav smiled and held her waist. 

"Thank you."

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows. "For what?"

"For telling me this secret."

He smiled at her softly. "You're welcome angel."

"I love you Arnav; so much, it makes my heart hurt."

Khushi could see the love in his eyes and smiled when he gave her his special smile, the one that was just for her. He pulled her into him and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

"I love you too angel. Promise me you'll be by side forever."

She kissed him on the cheek. "I promise. I'll be with you forever and always," and she hugged him once more.

While Arnav held her with a smile, Khushi felt a fear within her.

Everything I've been wanting to know, I'm starting to find out. How can I let him do this when I can't do it for him?