Chapter Three

Khushi didn't sleep one bit that night. She had heard of the things Dhruv Singh Raizada could do, and it sounded very harsh. Once the sun began to rise, Khushi finally got up to wash up. Once that was complete, she opened the door and looked outside. There were only a few people around, working. Behind her, Khushi heard a groan. She turned back and saw Dhruv stirring. She moved closer to see if he truly was waking up, when Dhruv brought his hand over his eyes.

"Holy fuck," he breathed.

It was obvious to Khushi that he was suffering from a hang over. She had heard that he would drink a lot.

Dhruv slowly got up and held his head. Khushi poured him some water and handed it to him. Dhruv drank it down and looked up at Khushi.

"You're still wearing clothes," he said.

Khushi pursed her lips.

"Did I fall asleep?"

Khushi looked down and nodded.

Dhruv held his head and the groaned. "What the fuck," he roared.

Khushi's eyes widened and she stepped back.

Dhruv noticed and he got up, ignoring the swirl in his head. "Where do you think you're going?"

He grabbed her arm harshly, causing Khushi to yelp.

"She isn't going anywhere..."

Khushi and Dhruv looked up to see Ichchha Baai at the door.

"... however you are leaving."

Dhruv knew better than to mess with this woman so he reached into his pocket, pulled out some bills, and tossed them on the bed. Before leaving, he turned to Khushi.

"Don't worry sweet stuff," he whispered to her. "I'll be back to fuck that cunt of yours relentlessly."

Khushi gasped and looked at him in horror as he left the room. Ichchha Baai glanced at him as he went past her, and then looked at Khushi.

"Come here child."

Khushi ran over to her and hugged her.

"There, there, child. Did he do anything to you?"

"No, he fell asleep," she whispered.

Ichchha Baai hummed and ran her hand over Khushi's head. "It's okay, he's gone now. If I knew he would be coming, I would have waited a bit more longer before putting you out there."

Rita Baai came towards them and looked at Khushi. "Khushi, are you okay."

Khushi let go of Ichchha Baai and hugged Rita.

"I can't believe he came on her first day," she huffed. "We can't put her out again."

"He won't be back for at least two days," Ichchha Baai said. "I've followed his patterns. Now if Khushi is willing to perform-"

"I will Malkeen," Khushi said, turning to her.

"Child, are you sure," Rita Baai said, running her hand over Khushi's head.

Khushi nodded. "I'm sure. I don't want to let you down Malkeen."

Ichchha Baai caressed her face. "You could never let me down, Khushi."

*~*

Khushi was in her room, looking at her jewelry, deciding what she would wear tonight. She wanted to dress up extra special, as it was her birthday. Suddenly, there was a knock at her door and Payal, Seema, and Sheetal came in.

"You're performing again tonight," Payal asked, surprised.

Khushi nodded.

"But I thought I was supposed to go tonight," Sheetal said.

Khushi shrugged and pursed her lips.

Before Sheetal could say anything, Seema cut her off.

"What happened between you and Dhruv Saab?"

Khushi shook her head. "Nothing, he fell asleep."

The three of them gaped at her.

"He fell asleep," Payal gasped.

Khushi nodded and the three looked at each other as Khushi looked back down at her jewelry.

"How did he fall asleep," Seema asked.

"He was very drunk," Khushi replied.

"But he always gets drunk! How could he-?"

"Girls."

All four looked up to see Rita Baai.

"Go to your rooms and let Khushi get ready, she is to perform tonight."

"But what about me Rita Baai," Sheetal asked.

"It is Malkeen's wish."

Sheetal looked down. No one had any higher word than Malkeen, and no one could say anything to her.

"Now come on, let's go. You also have to get ready, or have you decided to not come down tonight like last night?"

The girls shook their heads and left.

Rita Baai turned to Khushi and sat down beside her. "Are you nervous, child?"

Khushi shook her head, but Rita Baai knew she was lying.

"You know that I can tell, don't you?"

Khushi sighed and looked down.

"Don't worry," she smiled softly. "He won't be back tonight. Tonight will be much better, perhaps even the best night of your life, as it is your birthday."

Khushi looked up at her. "You think so," she asked.

"I know so."

But only the future would decide if tonight would be Khushi's best night, or her worst.

*~*

Khushi decided that tonight, she would wear a red choli. Putting on her jewelry, she placed her dupatta over her head and headed downstairs. The lights were dimmed and workers were preparing for the evening. Khushi took her seat on the floor and fully covered her face. Once people came in and the musicians were set, the candles were lit and the music began.

Khushi sung and danced freely, as she felt something bloom within her. Something in her body told her tonight would be different, that tonight would much better than the night before. As far as Khushi could see, Dhruv wasn't here, and she wasn't worried at all.

When her performance was over, she bowed down to the audience and they cheered. Khushi went away to let the next girl perform, when once again a worker came to her to tell her that she had been requested and to go up to a room. This time Khushi did feel nervous, however she didn't feel scared. She still had that feeling within her, so she tried to gather up her confidence, reminded herself of her teachings, and went upstairs to the room.

When Khushi got inside, she saw a man standing by the window. With a deep breath, she closed the door and slowly went towards him. The man stayed still even though he knew of her presence.
Khushi went behind him and as she reached him, the man turned around and faced her.

Khushi gasped. From the light that burned from the candles, Khushi couldn't help but to gaze at the beautiful man before her. He was handsome, tall, well dressed, with beautiful chocolate eyes that Khushi desired to be gazed with.

He stepped forward and looked down at her as she looked up at him. Khushi felt desire build within her and she couldn't help but to wonder why this man was simply standing here and not doing anything to her.

"Your name is Khushi, yes," he asked.

Khushi slightly tilted her head. "Uh, y-yes.... But how did you-?"

There was a knock at the door and the man went to it. He opened the door, revealing Ichchha Baai.

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "Malkeen, what are you-?"

"I was requested," she replied, looking up at the man.

"Requested?"

"So it would seem."

She stepped in, telling her two ladies-in-waiting behind her to stand outside. They simply nodded and Ichchha Baai closed the door and locked it. She stepped forward and turned to the man.

"And to whose wishes have I been requested," she asked.

The man turned back to a table and picked up a briefcase. "The name is Arnav Singh Raizada and I am here to buy this girl."



So idk about you guys, but that last line makes me so damn giddy lmaoo

Chapter Two

"I can't believe this," Payal exclaimed, sitting down on her bed with a huff.

"Relax Payal, you don't want anyone else to hear you going against Malkeen's words," Seema warned.

"But tonight was supposed to be my night!"

"It's always your night."

"That's not true. You and Sheetal go sometimes, even the girls older than us!"

"Yes, but now-a-days, you perform the most."

"Well it can't be helped if I'm the best dancer!"

Seema rolled her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. "That may be, but I'm better looking than you."

Payal rolled her eyes.

"I'm bolder and sexier than anyone else. When men see me, they crave for my body, as if they would die without me."

"Sure," Sheetal said, joining them with an apple in her hand. "But my voice seduces a man by the slightest bit. At least I don't have to display my body," she smirked, biting into her apple.

"At least my men don't go into dismay when they see what they end up with," Seema smirked.

Sheetal scowled and Seema took her apple and took a bite.

"Why you-!"

"Forget her," Payal said, getting up. "What took you so long?"

Sheetal turned her attention Payal. "Oh yeah, I completely forgot."

"Well?"

Sheetal had them all sit down. "Be grateful that neither of you are performing tonight."

"Why," both asked.

"Because he's coming."

*~*

Khushi looked at all of the clothes and jewelry before her. She had never seen so many before that were just for her. Whenever she did, it was for her and the other three to choose between.

"Malkeen got these all for me," Khushi beamed.

Rita Baai nodded. "Mm hmm. Her beautiful girl has to look stunning on her first night after all."

Khushi smiled from end to end and picked up some of the jewelry. "They're beautiful," she gushed.

Rita Baai smiled. "Now quickly decide what you'll wear tonight. You do have to get ready after all."

Khushi nodded and gave her a hug. "I'm so nervous Rita Baai."

Rita Baai caressed her face and kissed the top of her head. "Don't worry, all will be well."

*~*

Men began to pour into the brothel, and Payal, Seema, and Sheetal watched from above.

"Are you sure he's going to be here," Payal whispered.

"That's what I heard," Sheetal said.

"How can you be so sure," Seema asked.

"Am I ever wrong?"

Before any of them could answer, the lights went down. Music began to play and Khushi came out. She sung and danced her heart out, smiling away. As she did, another man came in. He slipped within the shadows and took a seat. With a snap of his fingers, he was brought a drink. He gulped it down and got another, and watched Khushi.

She was new and he knew it, coming to the brothel so often. She was beautiful to him, and he would have her, no matter what.

Khushi ended her performance and the men drunkenly clapped and cheered for her. As she bowed down to thank them, one of the workers came to her and told her to go up to a room. Khushi nodded and began to head up. She was nervous and scared. Although she had learned everything up to this point, she didn't want to do this. All these years they had learned, they had used each other and toys to learn of pleasure. But now, to be with an actual man, scared Khushi.

As Khushi got to the room, she was pulled inside and the man shut the door. She looked up to see who it was but the light was off, only the candles being their faint source of light.

"You are so sexy," the man slurred.

Khushi gulped. For some reason, she felt fear grow within her.

"Those eyes... so beautiful."

Khushi slowly backed away.

"Come here you sexy cunt. You're new."

Khushi gasped. How does he know?

He moved closer to her and came into the light. Instantly, Khushi recognized him. He came closer, but he tripped on the rug and landed on the bed, face forward. Khushi's eyes were wide as she looked down at the man. He began to softly snore and Khushi let out a sigh of relief. Picking his legs up, she properly placed him on the bed and let him sleep. She couldn't leave yet, as it was against the rules, so she sat down beside him and watched Dhruv Singh Raizada sleep.

*~*

Payal, Seema, and Sheetal were hanging out in Seema's room

"That Khushi is a goner," Sheetal said.

"And it's her first night. What bad luck she has," Payal snickered.

"If she was as good as me, it wouldn't have been a problem," Seema said.

Payal scoffed and moved to her vanity to brush her hair. "As if. You even said so yourself that he's rough, and you can take rough."

"Well yeah, but it only helped me to learn to take it more."

"Yeah right," Sheetal said, tossing her hair back.

"Oh please, don't complain. Don't you remember the last time when he took us both?"

"He had my wrists bound behind me and then tied it down to my legs! I had to sit there and take his cock in however he moved me."

"Well it's not like he had full control. Remember how he was eating my pussy while he did that to you?"

Sheetal frowned.

"You think that's bad," Payal scoffed. "He tied me down to the bed and had me take his cock in my mouth. I didn't even get my release because he denied me of it, no matter how much I begged!"

"And that's when you went to Sheetal, right," Seema smirked.

Payal frowned.

"Okay, so he's a bit more rough? So what? Dhruv Saab has money and he's good in bed. Besides that one time, has he ever not made you cum?"

Both girls looked down.

"And remember when he took all three of us together?"

Payal and Sheetal remembered that day clearly.

"And did you both cum?"

"Yes-"

"So?"

Sheetal frowned. "We have experience, but Khushi? The girl's never taken a cock up her cunt."

"Serves her right for taking my night," Payal scowled.

Seema chuckled and Sheetal shook her head.

"So, are we having a threesome or not?"

The other two nodded and let the fun begin.

Chapter One

Khushi quickly threw her dupatta around her as she ran out of her room. She had once again been staring at the mirror for too long to perfect her looks. If she were late by even one second, she knew she would get a mouthful from Ichchha Baai. Running down the stairs, Khushi went down the hall and joined the other girls in Ichchha Baai's main room. This room had been their teaching quarters ever since they were eighteen. When they were children, growing up, they would learn their education in a separate room, being taught by a teacher. Once they turned eighteen, they were completed with their education and began to learn for when they would begin to perform. They learned to sing here, dance, seduce, and much more in the art of seduction.

Ichchha Baai came in and everyone bowed as she sat in her chair. The maid beside her handed her the hookah pipe beside her and Ichchha Baai took it, dismissing her. The four girls looked up at her and sat on their knees.

"You have all learned of what you needed to for your education years ago. Some wonder why I choose to do this, and that is because a woman must be smart as well. If women are to just be housewives and take care of children, how will they help if their child has a question. But you, my darlings, have only learned to prove to our male visitors that you are so much more than a lovely body."

Khushi, Payal, Seema, and Sheetal nodded.

Ichchha Baai inhaled from her pipe and let out the smoke. "Strip."

The girls did as she said, remaining in nothing but their natural glory.

"Look at yourselves. Look at what beautiful bodies you have. Touch yourself. Feel what you have been blessed with."

The girls did as she said.

"Be proud of what you own. Learn to use it to your advantage. Now look at the others."

They did as she said.

"We are all different. Some smaller and some bigger. But the pleasure you can get isn't any different. Sheetal, Seema, rise and come before me."

The two girls did as she said.

"Rita, demonstrate."

Rita baai nodded and got up. "All women are different, but pleasure, is pleasure my dears. A simple touch can do many things."

Rita touched Sheetal's erected peaks, and Sheetal took in a sharp breath She then did the same to Seema, and she reacted the same.

"See? Pleasure is pleasure, and no matter what size you are, the result is the same."

Khushi and Payal nodded.

Rita sent Seema and Sheetal back to their spots.

"Face each other," Ichchha Baai said.

The girls did as she said.

"Now pair up."

Khushi and Sheetal paired up, while Payal paired up with Seema.

"It isn't always necessary to only feel pleasure from a man. For the past few years, I have taught you how a man can pleasure you and how you can pleasure yourself. I'm sure you've been practicing."

The girls nodded anyways.

"Now you must learn that your companions can also pleasure you. We have been doing this for a while now, and I hope you will all soon master this. Khushi, Payal - lay down."

The two did as she said.

"Sheetal, Seema - pleasure them but only by touching."

The two did as she said, and Khushi and Payal shivered.

"Man or not," Ichchha Baai continued, "we are all still human. And in this day of time, even women come and visit us here. You must learn to pleasure your customers well, be it that they are male or female. Now, check to see if you are wet."

The girls checked and nodded.

"Lick you partner's finger clean."

Khushi took Sheetal's finger into her mouth and did so, tasting her.

"Now check you partner and repeat."

Khushi checked if Sheetal was wet and put her finger in Sheetal's mouth. Sheetal placed her finger in her mouth and Khushi tasted herself.

"Learn your taste. Learn to understand the different tastes of others. Now, cross your leg over the others and bring your bodies closer."

Khushi crossed her leg over Sheetal's and pulled her body closer to her.

"Feel with your cunt. Feel how wet the other is. Feel the anticipation, the desire, the want."

All Khushi could think about was being wanted.

"Now show your passion."

Khushi slowly began to grind her lower half against Sheetal's lower half. Payal and Seema were doing the same, all four girls moving slowly.

"As you gradually build, increase the pace. Understand the other's wants. Take over them and show them the passion and desire you feel. Show them the want and how essential you are to their desire."

Khushi increased her pace and held onto Sheetal's leg. She felt herself build and needed more. She noticed Payal and Seema beside her from the corner of her eyes, and saw how Seema had moved Payal back and controlled her.

"Don't ever be afraid to take control."

Khushi took in Ichchha Baai's words, and moved Sheetal back. She moved her legs apart and laid her flat, then came in between and continued to grind against her. She held her down by placing her hand over Sheetal's throat, but not to tightly. Khushi thought of nothing else but of her pleasure.She held Sheetal's leg to her chest for balance, shutting everything else out but for her want of release.

"Remember to think of your partner," Khushi heard Ichchha Baai say.

She looked down at Sheetal and did Ichchha Baai said. She raised Sheetal's leg up and began to kiss it. Sheetal moaned and Khushi loosened her grip over Sheetal's throat. Sheetal began to urge Khushi's body against her.

"That's it, Khushi and Sheetal. Show your passion and want for each other. Desire each other. Show the other what you want."

I want to be desired, Khushi thought to herself. I want to be wanted. I want my release.

Khushi let go of Sheetal and took both of her legs in her hands. She held them up and sat over her cunt and continued to grind against her. Both cried out in pleasure, wanting their release more than ever.

"Good job girls, give in to your pleasure. Whoever cums first, shall be rewarded."

Khushi only aimed to find her release. Perhaps if she came first, then Ichchha Baai would let her start early, rather than wait for twenty first birthday, even though it was tomorrow.

Khushi maneuvered them again and pushed Sheetal down onto her back. She forced her legs apart and held onto her leg and rode her cunt like she never had before. Khushi moaned and cried out, close to her release. She could hear Seema getting close too, but she would not give up. She bent Sheetal's leg down farther and laid down on it as the two grinded against each other. Within seconds, Khushi came, crying out loud.

"Ride out your release Khushi, don't stop," she heard Ichchha Baai say. "Sheetal, help her."

Khushi did as she said, shaking from an intense orgasm as Sheetal continued to grind against her and spanked her ass. Khushi came down from her high and breathed heavily.

"Stop."

The other three girls stopped and they all looked at Ichchha Baai. She stood up and went over to Khushi. Khushi looked up at her with hopeful eyes as Ichchha baai caressed her face.

"You have truly mastered the art of pleasure."

Seema glared at Khushi.

"You shall be rewarded."

"Thank you," Khushi sighed.

With a smile, she pulled back and sat in her seat. "Lick her clean."

Khushi moved back and the other girls came forward and did as Ichchha baai said.

"Do you feel that Khushi. That is your success."

Khushi leaned back on her hands as the girls cleaned her up.

"Don't ever forget the art of passion, especially with a man. Now that you've pleasured yourself, have learned of what pleasure could be like with a man, and how pleasure feels from a woman, you are all truly ready."

Khushi looked at her with hopeful eyes.

"Congratulation Khushi, tonight will be your first night."

Khushi gasped and the other three looked at Ichchha Baai, Payal trying hard to hide her scowl.

"Really," Khushi asked with bright eyes.

Ichchha Baai nodded and Khushi went rushing over to her and hugged her.

"Thank you so much," Khushi beamed.

She truly couldn't wait for tonight!

Prologue

All I've ever wanted was to be wanted - to be desired by someone, to be essential to someone. However, all my life, I have been a no one. When I entered the world, my mother left it, leaving me behind with my drunken father. I don't know if he has always been that way. As far as I knew him, he was always a drunk, wasting money on booze. That caused him to get into trouble, leading to big trouble. He took loans from people so that he could buy more booze, as I would hide some of his earnings for food. But my father would only borrow more and more money, putting him into debt. He was under a huge debt and he was being threatened to pay back. Having no money, he didn't know what to do.

Then I revealed to him the money I had hidden from him. It only earned me a beating and he simply wasted it on more booze. The man lived off of it, his mind only thinking of when he could have his next drink. It was the reason why he became known as the town drunk. But my father didn't care. He only thought of alcohol and getting money for his alcohol. He would do whatever it took for him to get money in his hands - pick-pocketing, begging.

Even selling his own daughter.

At the age of seven, my father sold me to Ichchha Baai. She was the owner of the only brothel in our town. The woman held power, people moving out of the way when they saw her palki. With the number of girls she had, she made as much money as the wealthy, even more than some. When my father had discovered this, he had ran over to her home and begged for money. The woman had denied him though, saying that she would never give money away to a drunkard like him.

And that was when he offered me.

My father sold me and I became hers. All relations were broken off and I was no longer his daughter. I now belonged to her, my Malkeen.

For years, she and her fellow ladies raised me. What once seemed a palace to me became known as my home. As I grew, I learned to sing and dance. My ankles would always be adorned with anklets, be it the bells I wore for when I danced, or the anklets Malkeen would gift to me.

As the years passed, I forgot about my father. Malkeen and Rita Baai were the closest things I knew to a mother. Payal, Seema, and Sheetal were the closest things I had to friends. As children, we were the best of friends, but as we got older, invisible walls formed between us. Though we would act as friends, it was clear that everyone was jealous of each other. At first, I wouldn't understand. I had always been nice to the girls, yet they would act behind my back.

But as I got older, I understood.

Payal was the best dancer, true to her name as her payals would clink. Seema mastered the art of seduction, surely to catch any man's attention. And Sheetal carried a lovely tune, her voice catching men, them floating to our doors to hear more.

And I knew nothing.

Rita Baai told me numerous times that I was wrong because I was a master of all three. But I never believed it. That's because when we turned eighteen and began our lessons, Malkeen allowed Payal, Seema, and Sheetal to perform starting their nineteenth birthday. However, I would have to wait until I was twenty one.

I was jealous. I would watch from above, watching the girls perform and taking men up to the rooms. Every time I would pass them, the girls would always ask me to do one of their chores, as they were too busy. It seemed like I had become a maid!

Which is why as my twenty first birthday comes nearer and nearer, I am getting more and more excited. Maybe once I begin performing, I'll be wanted by my audience. And maybe some day, I will be whisked away from here by my white knight in shining armor.

But what did I know that a white knight wasn't waiting for me, but a black one.