Desi Stories Novels & Stories

Trying to adjust to what was going on, I felt myself being turned and pushed against the wall. "Hey there Desi." I heard the voice of that guy from the club. Looking up, I was shocked to see that it was James, my ex from after Ted and I broke things off. He was the only one who called me Desi and I hated that. He was not the best and always made me do things I did not want to, since I would not sleep with him. "Get away from me!" I pushed him back. "There's my feisty girl I missed so much." He smirked as he moved back close to me, putting his hands on the wall, trapping me there.

She was breathless out of fear of finding out her hidden secret. "I don't know or have been to that place," Victoria said, trying to hide the intense anxiousness she had. She simply sips on the wine to ease the intense feeling of nervousness. "Oh, I've haven't gone to dwell in that place before. But I've heard that from one of the talents at KCA. According to her, there are a lot of courtesans have gone rich in that place and 30% of today's famous artists are from there." The Head Director seconded while sipping his wine too.

Hours after it disappears the terrenes grow in plenitude, their seas full of fishes, and mines brimming with gold, silver, and copper. This planet is named "Devia" after their god, "Deviashtra, the elemental goddess of the Universe divided into four kingdoms." The kingdom of Movako, also known as the "Land of Gold," is home to the Emperor and his family, occupying half the size of the globe and monopolizing most of its resources, while the other three kingdoms share the remaining lands and seas. Rendor, the "Land of Silver," is home to mostly nobles, scholars, and knights, while Endra, the "Land of Brass," is home to the majority of merchants and laborers. Lastly, Yvedra the "Land of Stones”

she said. “I thought that it wouldn’t be as busy as it was in San Francisco but its crazy busy as well. I think people in this country care more about political drama than anything else. Eighty-nine percent of the news content is just politics, politics, politics. I am yet to decide if that’s a good thing or not….” “How about your co-workers,were they friendly?” Her mother asked. “Yes, everyone was friendly,” She lied. Natasha knew that telling her mother about the antagonistic and villain-like Luyando would only make her have unnecessary worries. “I know it’s just the first day but I think people aren’t as scheming as they were back home.”

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

Chapter 1: FROM CONSERVATIVE GOOD GIRL TO CLUB SLUT IN ONE NIGHT I step off the plane into a completely different world, my heart pounding with equal parts fear and forbidden excitement. Back home in India, my life was nothing but rules. Conservative family. Judgmental aunties who watched my every move. “Good girls don’t wear short clothes. Good girls don’t talk to boys. Good girls stay pure.” I was the perfect daughter — always obedient, always quiet, always smiling through the oppression. Never breaking a single rule. Never even letting a boy kiss me properly.

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“You want your story? You come back tomorrow night after my next fight. And you bring that ass ready for me again.” I stood there naked, wrecked, cum leaking out of me, cock still twitching. I had come for a story. Instead, I had just become the underground fighter’s personal prize. And I already knew I would be back tomorrow.

She asked me in a very shaky voice. “Those comments don't mean anything babe. You are not a slut or a tramp. You are a wonderful person. All those people, the poster, the commenters, they do not know anything about you and if I am being honest, they do not deserve to know you. You are an amazing person, babe.

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.