HER SUBMISSION (18+)

CANDLE LIGHT

CANDLE LIGHT

“Mam we received a call from Singhania enterprises, they have shown interest in investing in Euphoria” My secretary explained the manager gave me details on the new developments at our upcoming projects.
Even under heavy debt and instability, Euphoria is able to spread its franchise, not that those problems would remain anymore.

Manohar Singhania, a real estate businessman and a near and dear relative of the the Jodhpur Royalty. A Casanova, manwhore and not to forget a close family friend of my dear family, Malhotrass.

Manohar Singhania and his wife and two sons, lived in the mansion across from the Malhotras in Mumbai. Like almost all real estate businessmen, Manohar Singhania has his empir on a heap of skeletons. Most of his housing complexes, malls and theatres are built on land which was never his. That’s right, he had stolen it to his name.

Singhania Enterprose entering the investment deal, I am sure is another ulterior motive of my family.

“Deny them. We don’t need the Singhania” I said and the secretary looked at me as if I stole her puppy.

“But mam, how is this supposed to work.” She asked, her eyes wide and mouth a little open and she looked bewildered.

“There is no need for investors anymore. I have set up a deal. Till Christmas, we will have $100 million dollars, enough to pay the debt and launch new things. You can leave” I said and focused on the new number statics of Euphoria and soon after I heard her strut out of the room.

Within some time I left to see the visit the two NYC branches of Euphoria.
NYC is where Euphoria was born. Hence the two clubs here. The first one is pretty small, considering we were just starting back then, but still is popular among youth and people.

I lastly ended up at my house as my housekeeper helped me pack my stuff. I have to live with Randhir till Christmas and then in London. Packing ended at 3 pm when I realised it was better for me to start back to Randhir’s house for the said ‘curfew’.

I arrived at Randhir’s penthouse in 20 minutes and entered with the passcode. I found a note for me on the locker in the drawing room where I have to sub,it my electronics every time, it read : ‘prepare lunch’ and immediately, after sanitising my hands, started working on the dinner. I prepared a simple meal of steak, seasoned potatoes and asparagus with sautéed vegetables in soy sauce and gochugaro. I had already eaten and was much full. I went to the master bedroom.
Randhir arrived at 4 pm immediately demanding me to appear in the bedroom.

I reached after him and stripped off my clothes as he said.

.
.
.

Master picked a red and a white candle and lit them, he waited for a minute for some wax to melt and then dropped the burning was on my boobs.

“Ahh. Fuckk. It burns. It burns. Oh myyyyy” I scream out, but Master isn’t bothered.

He dropped enough of each on my both boobs and set the base of the candle on top of them, he held the candle for a few minutes until the dropped wax got cold making sure that the burning candle wouldn’t fall.

He let the burning candles and left the room.

I expected him to come back after completing his lunch but he didn’t.

He was probably gone for long.

…