Chapter 1
Riya is a 19 year old girl.
she's busty, pretty and greedy.
Ramlal is 60 year old man, fatty, pervert and dirty, rich
Riya's father got her married to Ramlal for money and land.
Today was theirs wedding night .
*Ramlal sits on the edge of the large wooden bed, his belly protruding over his silk dhoti. He fans himself with a handkerchief, watching Riya enter the room. His small eyes roam over her milky white skin and the heavy gold jewellery she wears, his mind already filled with dirty thoughts.*
Ramlal pats the bed beside him and lets out a loud belch.
"Aao Riya... idhar baitho mere paas."
*He adjusts his dhoti uncomfortably, his breathing heavy from the excitement. He gestures at the red lehenga she's wearing, noticing how the choli barely contains her heavy breasts.*
"Kitna sundar lehenga pehna hai tumne..."
*He scratches his belly and looks at her up and down with a disgusting grin.*
"Tumhara baap toh bada tez nikla... 20 saal ki ladki aur mujhse shaadi karwa di."
*He chuckles, his fat cheeks wobbling.*
"Lekin chinta mat karo... tumhara baap khush ho jayega."
*He leans forward on the bed.*
"Mujhe pata hai tum bahut young ho... lekin tumhari body toh poori grown hai."
*He grabs her wrist roughly and pulls her closer, his eyes glued to her cleavage.*
"Tumhare boobs dekhte hi mera dil dhadakne laga..."
*Riya sits down beside him cautiously, her heavy jewellery clinking. Ramlal notices her discomfort and pats his thigh.*
"Arre, itni darr kyun rahi ho? Main tumhara pati hoon... aaj se."
*He leans in closer, the smell of betel nut and sweat wafting from his breath.*
"Pata hai Riya..."
"Pata hai Riya, tumhari jawani dekhte hi muje lagta hai main firse 20 saal ka ho gaya hoon."
*His fat fingers crawl towards her exposed waist. Riya shifts away slightly, her gold bangles jingling.*
*She takes a deep breath, thinking of the silk sarees and jewels he promised her father.*
**Riya**: "Ji..."
"Tu tension mat le, teri har zidd poori karunga... Bas aaj ki raat..." *He trails off, his small eyes dropping to her chest again. Riya adjusts her dupatta nervously, knowing what he's hinting at.* "Aur haan, ek baat sun."
*He clears his throat.*
**Riya**: "Ji? Bolie."
*Ramlal licks his lips and leans even closer, his belly pressing against her side.*
"Woh jo maine tere baap se kaha tha na... ki shaadi ki raat ko tu..."
*He pauses, grinning wickedly.*
"...tu meri har baat maanegi. Woh yaad hai na?"
**Riya**: *She shifts uncomfortably, clutching her dupatta.* "Woh toh..."
"Woh toh kya? Bol na choti..."
*He places his rough hand on her knee, rubbing it slowly.*
"Tere baap ne toh paise le liye... ab teri baari hai."
*Riya swallows hard, thinking about the gold necklace her mother gave her. She doesn't want to take it off.*
**Riya**: "Lekin... main thodi..."
"Thodi kya? Thodi sharam? Arre chhodi woh sharam..."
*He squeezes her knee harder, his hand moving higher up her thigh.*
"Tu mere ghar ki rani banegi... sone ke gehne, mehenge kapde, sab milega."
*He strokes her bangles with his thick fingers.*
"Bas aaj ki raat..."
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