(Kheira had totally succeeded in her task of seducing Shomeer, Kyrhan's brother. In fact he was now ready to actively cooperate in the taming of his pretty but rather frigid wife Swathri)
Kira had just drunk the fortifying potion her sister in law had prepared for her. Shomeer had volunteered to remain with her to watch out for any needs from her. Kyrhan and Swathri went downstairs in the lobby.
- Thank you for taking so much care with my wife, Swathri. I think she is tired from the travel.
- No problem, Prince. It's always a pleasure to help your very pretty princess. Just. . .
- Just?
- Does she always wear such revealing outfit? I would have thought it's not proper for the wife of a Maharajah!
- Sorry but I don't agree at all with you! The prime task for a wife is to bring her husband the solace he needs, to help him at any time!
- Granted as long as her behavior is still proper. Wearing her saree in such a. . . wanton way is so shameful for you.
- I can assure you that she always wear her sarees that way and even the Prime Minister really enjoys chatting with her at receptions! She is invited to all the formal meetings, even if I'm far away on some mission. I would even think that I've kept my mandate since our wedding, thanks to her. When we formally receive prime ministers, chiefs of states and such male persons, she is often placed by protocol near the center of the group, to the left of the prime minister. The visitor's gaze is alxays centered on her!
- I was sure of it with so many corrupt ministers in the government. The BJP at least. . .
- Sorry again not to agree with you : we haven't have had big corruption affairs since I'm in this government and Kira personally recently took a center part in exposing a smaller scam (read the story Under cover agent).
- So the attitude of your wife doesn't upset you?
- Never! Everything she does is with my complete ascent! Isn't it the same with you and my brother?
- Oh no, I had to take him on a tight leash otherwise he could have walked in the same direction as your errant wife!
- In that case, you should sit in this armchair and explain me your views, I'll prepare a drink of my secret composition. You'll tell me what you think of it!
- Don't put too much alcohol in it. I don't want to be tipsy!
Kyrhan served her a small glass of Orange juice with Vodka and some sugar to mask the alcohol taste. Orange Vodka mixture is terrible as it can be drunk like simple orange juice and you don't notice when you're drunk until you try to stand up. When Kyrhan proposed her a second glass, more highly dosed in Vodka, she sipped it as easily as the first one. After the third glass, Swathri was quietly snoring on her armchair. Kyrhan could have easily fucked her but it would have been a shameful rape. He wanted his sister in law to offer herself to him while being completely lucid.
From their previous discussion, Kyrhan had gathered that she never touched what she called her private parts, her cunt, ass and breasts. She didn't even rub or wiped them when she showered. It had given him an idea : he pushed up the hem of her saree and her petticoat, pulled down her knickers a little bit, just enough to insert in her cunt a tiny vibrating egg with a remote he kept in his bag. He hastily rearranged Swathri's clothes and let her sleep. Her light drunkenness was soon forgotten. It had been due to her rarely drinking alcohols. She may feel somewhat stuffed in her cunt but her shyness would prevent her to probe her cunt.
When Kyrhan saw that his sister in law was awake, he switched on the vibrator on the lowest setting. The vibration was almost too low to be really felt but Swathri's unseasoned cunt was more sensitive than most. She moaned in anguish, feeling her innards rocked by some unusual feeling. Ganesh, she might be ill! She writhed on her armchair while continuing to discuss with Kyrhan. Gradually Kyrhan increased the intensity to the second setting. The first waves of mild pleasure reached Swathri's mind. God! This unusual feeling was getting stronger by minutes. It wasn't unpleasant. In fact, she felt warmth in her whole lower belly which had become heavy as if she was pregnant. Her nipples were also itching. Her mind was reeling with confusion. She had to inquire with Kyrhan!
- Kyrhan, Is there something wrong with me? I feel some unusual reactions in my body!
- I don't see anything unusual! I will touch your forehead to see if you have fever.
He took the opportunity to push the remote to the third setting (There were five). Swathri began to pant breathlessly.
- No your forehead is quite cool but your cheeks are rosy. You should go and take some rest.
- Don't you think that I should go to the hospital?
- Not at all. You don't seem ill at all!
- But what about these unusual sensations?
- If you'd be my wife Kira, I would say that you want to be fucked!
- Oh Kyrhan, don't be so gross with me!
- Let me help you to your bed. I'll call for your husband as soon as you're safely in bed.
Kyrhan took her in his powerful arms and lifted her as if her weight was negligible. he had kept the remote in his hand. When he opened the door of her bedroom he switched the vibrator to maximum power. When he laid her down on her bed, she was already in the throes of a powerful climax. It must have been a terrible experience for someone who had never enjoyed this kind of pleasure. Swathri began to blubber incoherently :
