The Last Throw of Dice

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In Pics: Savitri | Contributed by: Mr D. (Telegram)

Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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History is evidence that nothing good ever comes out of gambling. And yet, the only thing we seem to learn from history is that we learn nothing from it. Why else would history repeat itself so often? When a woman loses two marriages to betting, the tendency is to criticize her choice of men, having picked two losers for husbands. Savitri’s story though is a bit different.

As far back as she could remember Savitri could never resist a dare. However outrageous or wild the wager, if you dared her to do something, Savitri could never say no. As a child, the dares she had with her best friend were rather innocuous and harmless — from standing on one leg for over five minutes to walking upside down on her hands.

As teenage years arrived, the dares got increasingly sexual. One of her first sexual dares was to stand topless on the roof of her friend’s house for 3 hours and to count the number of people who saw her and document their reactions. The count had been 57 — 33 men and 27 women.

While she got angry and disgusted stares from the women, she experienced everything from wide-eyes and dropped jaws to cat calls and whistles. One horny you guy had even pulled out his erection for her to see.

By the time she turned 18, Savitri’s body had filled out and she could pass as someone in her early to mid 20s.

Her breasts were already full and voluptuous. A narrow waist above generous hips gave her the perfect hourglass figure with curves in all the right places. Her large, expressive eyes set above a sharp angular nose and full, juicy lips had turned her into a teenage erotica in motion.

She knew she turned heads in college and also suspected some of the guys fantasized about her while masturbating at nights. The hormonal teenage girl didn’t find that thought disgusting. Instead, she found it quite a turn-on.

On her 18th birthday, Savitri and her best friend Monica, went on a girls’ holiday to Goa. During their 24 hour train ride, the teenage girls dared each other their most overt sexual dare yet.

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“Come on Savitri,” Monica said giggling, “it’s your 18th birthday today, you need to treat yourself to some fresh cum from a nice meaty cock that hasn’t been drained of its load for a few days. Yummmm.”

The girls giggled at the outlandish dare, even as Savitri slapped her best friend’s hand pretending to be outraged.

“Besides, it’s not like you are doing it alone,” she continued, “the dare is to see who gets more, so we are both in it together.”

Monica had saved through the year for her best friend’s 18th birthday and had gifted Savitri a sexy sheer white dress and sexy lace thong underwear earlier that day. It was too bold for the teenager to wear in the presence of her parents and siblings, but as soon as the train had started moving, she had gone to the bathroom and changed into it, gaining her best friend’s approval.

Her pink lace bra and panties were clearly visible through the sheer fabric as was her ample cleavage and deepset high navel.

Thankfully, since it was off-season and close to school exams, the train bogie they were in was quite empty and evening had started turning into night already. With the dim lights, Savitri felt less exposed than she would have been in broad daylight in a packed train compartment.

On her way back from a bathroom visit, Monica had counted 17 men in the bogie besides the two of them. When she returned, she had proposed the dare to Savitri — “Let’s see who is able to suck more dicks. There are 17 men so we can’t come out equal. What do you say.”

Standing up, Savitri posed sexily for her friend. “You don’t stand a chance against this. My best friend gifted me this seduction machine today,” she proclaimed and they both laughed.

“I want you to win Sav,” Monica said, who was herself a looker with just as curvy a body as her friend.

A few inches shorter than Savitri, Monica’s shorter stature made her look chubbier, but in a seductive and sensuous way.

Monica scored first, seducing a 19 year old college student into a blowjob.

He had cum five minutes later and Monica collected as much of his load as she could in her mouth.

Her mouth filled with cum, she made her way back to her friend, her thumbs raised in mock victory.

While both the girls were virgins, their hormones were pushing them to explore their sexuality through their dares.

And it was this ‘exploration’ of each other that made her ‘feed’ the cum she had been carrying in her mouth to her best friend in an open-mouthed kiss.

Taken aback at being French kissed by her best friend, Savitri eagerly swallowed the cum Monica fed her before proceeding to hungrily lick and suck on Monica’s tongue.

By now, both were extremely turned on and the challenge was on. Each time of of them seduced a guy, she would carry the cum in her mouth only to feed the other till the other sucked and licked the cum out from her mouth and tongue.

Three hours later, the scores were tied at 7 each. As it turned out two of the guys were a gay couple and not in the least bit interested in the girls’ dare. That left a 36 year old man who hadn’t been conquered yet.

Both girls had tried to seduce him, but even though he was visibly turned on, he had resisted their advanced and hadn’t given in.

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“Please uncle,” Savitri begged in a last ditch effort to beat her friend, who was sitting smug, licking her lips.

“Sorry dear,” he said, “I am on my way home to my wife and have been saving myself for the past week because we are going to try and have a baby. Sorry.”

“But uncle,” Savitri protested, “don’t you think fresh sperm will have a better chance of performing than saved, stale sperm?” It’s hard to say whether it was her logic that made him succumb or just watching this 18 year old in a sheer dress, flaunting her irresistible assets for the past three hours while giving head to 6 other lucky guys who came in her mouth, one after the other, with a look of sheer bliss on their faces.

“On one condition,” he said finally.

“Anything.” Savitri offered in desperation.

“You have to get naked and let me taste the heaven between your legs.”

“No!” Savitri said aghast.

“Then no deal.”

She was stuck between the rock and a hard place now and her determination to win the dare won in the end and Savitri agreed to the condition.

He watched with naked lust as Savitri stripped out of her white dress and stood before him in her underwear, her panties already soaking wet after being turned on for the past three hours.

“That comes off too,” he said licking his lips and staring at her heaving cleavage barely contained by the lacy bra.

Reluctantly, she unhooked her bra and took it off.

Red-faced, she watched as his eyes followed every inch of her body, taking in every curve and crevice. He stared for a few minutes in wonder at her heaving breasts as her heart thudded in her chest.

Finally, his eyes moved lower down her body, admiring her naked belly before coming to rest at the small pink triangle formed between her legs by her wet lacy thong panties.

As he stood up, Savitri took a deep breath and got on her knees.

Undoing his pants, she let them drop to the floor before pulling his underwear down and gasping in amazement at his giant member.

It was not even erect and yet, it was the biggest dick she had seen — including the porn flicks she and Monica had watched on the Internet during their “joint study” sessions.

She greedily and lovingly caressed the shaft before kissing the opening at the tip.

She then proceeded to kiss and lick every inch of his proud member, from base to tip and back to the base, and caressing his massive ball sacks, before wrapping her fingers around the pole and guiding him to her mouth.

He let her suck him for a few minutes, grabbing her hair and thrusting his hardness deep down her throat. Once he was fully erect, he pushed her back and off his shaft.

“A deal is a deal,” he said, pulling her to him, grabbing her ass. He kissed her mouth and tasted her tongue.

After a while, he breaking the kiss, he picked her up and tossed her on the berth.

“You are so wet,” he said caressing her over her soaked panties before kissing her again.

Monica watched her friend in shock as she moaned and groaned in his mouth while his fingers caressed up and down her opening over her panties.

She looked around and was relieved to see that the other guys were sleeping.

He finally pulled her panties down and took them off, rendering Savitri completely naked and at the mercy of a man for the first time in her life.

Laying on the berth, he guided Savitri over him till her pussy was over his mouth.

He thrust his shaft in her mouth as he took her virgin pussy in his.

None of the other men had lasted more than 2-3 minutes, but he ate her expertly for over ten minutes while she sucked his shaft.

She came first, her body rocked by an earth shattering orgasm.

He grabbed her butt and pulled her into his mouth, devouring her orgasm for close to a minute before grunting and erupting himself — shooting his load deep in her mouth.

Savitri had won the dare, but it was a wonder neither girl had lost her virginity that night.

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Though she didn’t lose her virginity during the train journey, it took just three months before she got past that landmark of her sexual evolution — as a result of another dare.

Monica’s elder brother had just broken up with his girlfriend of many years and had been depressed for weeks. Monica dared Savitri to cheer him up.

Savitri had walked into his bedroom after he had fallen asleep and stripped down to her underwear.

He woke up when she sat on his mouth. When he tried to push her away, she had shushed him and told him to just enjoy, no strings attached.

He kissed and licked her over her panties till they were sopping wet with a mixture of his saliva and her juices.

She stripped out of her panties but returned to ride his mouth, feeding him her dripping wet pussy.

His tongue probed deep inside her hole, sliding in and out of her as she moved her hips in rhythm with his tongue’s movement in and out of her.

After a while, he had shifted his attention to her clit and she exploded in his mouth when he sucked on it.

As her cum gushed into his mouth, he drank it right out of her pussy.

Her second orgasm hit just as the first was ending and he devoured her hungrily through it too before she collapsed on the bed next to him exhausted by her back-to-back orgasms.

Lifting one of her legs high over his shoulder, he entered her.

He made passionate love to her, taking her virginity and plowing her pussy for close to ten minutes before emptying his load inside her.

Savitri had made him fuck her two more times that night, taking load after load of his cum deep inside her pussy.

The two had started dating and married a year later. That decision was probably the one that sent her life in a spiral.

Monica wasn’t going to dare her best friend to cheat on her brother, so the sexual dares between the best friends dried up.

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What she hadn’t realized was that she had got addicted to the adrenaline rush of a dare and to fill the void, took to gambling instead. It started innocently enough among the wives of her husbands’ friends while playing cards over tea while the husbands were at work.

Javed, the younger brother of one of her husband’s friends had introduced Savitri to casinos and real gambling. Her visits to the wives tea parties all but dried out when most of Savitri’s days started getting spent with Javed in casinos. Before long, she was hooked and losing more than she was winning.

Her adrenaline rush while gambling was such that she did not even notice Javed’s hands caressing the inside of her thighs or cupping her ass and boobs while they gambled. Javed was aching to enjoy his brother’s colleague’s full-bodied sexy wife.

He got his opportunity one day when she ran out of money and asked him to loan her some. He did and she soon lost it too and asked to borrow some more.

“I only have 1,000 more,” he said, showing her the cash, but pulled it back when she tried to reach for it. “What will I play with if I give this to you?” he asked.

“I will return it Javed,” she said, desperate for the cash.

“What if you lose it too?”

“I will give it to you tomorrow.”

“And what am I supposed to do till then? I don’t get to have any fun today? That doesn’t seem fair.”

“What do you want?”

“You.”

“What?”

“Oh, don’t sound so surprised bhabhi.”

“I am married to your husband’s colleague Javed.”

“So?”

“Nevermind…” she said and started walking away.

“Come on, I dare you.” he said, unaware that he had said the magic words Savitri just couldn’t walk away from.

“Don’t you dare me,” she said, her voice less than convincing as she watched the cash he was waving in his hand.

“You want to gamble, I want you,” he said, “it’s a fair deal, come on, I dare you to forget you are a wife for just one night.”

He grinned as she grabbed the cash from his hands. As she gambled, Javed no longer felt the need to be surreptitious while touching her.

As she gambled, he got behind her and started rubbing his raging hardon against her ass.

When she won the next round and screamed in excitement, he celebrated with her by pulling her to him and kissing her full on her lips. She won the next round too and he kissed her even more hungrily, sliding his tongue into her mouth for the first time. She let him enjoy her tongue for a while, kissing him right back before pushing him back.

“That’s all you are going to get,” she teased him, “because I am going to win.”

She lost some, and won some. Every time she won, he kissed her, making the kiss last longer each time, devouring her tongue hungrily.

With each kiss, his hands got bolder and bolder. By their tenth kiss, he cupping and squeezing her boobs under her saree and Savitri couldn’t help getting aroused.

By the time she lost all the money, her nipples were hard and panties were wet. She didn’t even fake protest when he led her to the reception and booked a room for the night.

He fucked her throughout the night, in every imaginable position, taking both her holes repeatedly.

She had seven orgasms while he shot his load in both her pussy and ass twice before falling asleep exhausted.

When Savitri left the room, she was high on the combined adrenaline of gambling and the most satisfying sex of her life.

As her gambling addiction grew, so did her extra-marital affair with Javed. Soon they were fucking more than they were gambling. As she continued to lose, he continued to lend her money in exchange for her body.

One day, he claimed to be out of money but if she absolutely needed it, he could borrow it from a friend.

But then she would have to share the bed with both of them.

That day — and night — Savitri had her first threesome. By morning, her entire body was sore and she had cum oozing out of both her holes.

Both the friends started fucking her — individually and together — almost everyday after that.

It took nearly a year before her husband to realize something was wrong. None of his friend’s wives had seen her for months and yet she was out almost everyday and late coming home most nights.

He followed her one day and watched the two men take his wife together, their members plowing both her holes.

A divorce followed and while her marriage ended, her addiction to gambling did not. She no longer had money to gamble with, but the two men kept her hunger to gamble satisfied while she satisfied them in bed.

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Anees owned the casino where they usually gambled. He had noticed her the very first time Javed had brought her to the casino. He had seen him lend her money and had watched them as he led her to the room the very first time. He had seen her being used by Javed and his friend for months. And he had wanted to watch this beauty getting fucked all along.

A married man, Anees was a closet cuckold. The release he got after watching a woman getting fucked was a different level of pleasure that having sex with his wife or any other woman (and he had tried quite a few) could never match.

His lack of sexual interest had driven his wife into invite Kabir, their 75 year old driver to their bed.

One day, when Anees got home early, he heard loud moaning from the bedroom. As he got to the bedroom, he saw his wife being eaten out by Kabir while she moaned and wriggled in pleasure. He could not tear his eyes away and watched his wife squirt a fountain in Kabir’s mouth.

By the time he ate her to her second orgasm twenty minutes later, Anees had undone his pants and was stroking his hardness watching his wife being pleasured by their driver.

Kabir had let her collapse spent before entering her.

She saw her husband watching them fuck just moments before Kabir erupted, unloading his cum inside her.

Anees had cum moments later.

He had snuck away quietly and heard from an adjoining room as Kabir fucked his wife one more time that afternoon. For the first time in his life, Anees too had cum twice in a matter of hours.

“How long has this been going on?” Kabir asked her that night.

“Two years,” she said.

“I didn’t see a condom on him.”

“I don’t like condoms,”

“Are you on a pill?”

“No, I guess he shoots blanks.”

“It will have to come to an end Jaan.” he said, “I need an heir and if he can’t get you pregnant, then it has to stop.”

Over the next decade, his wife had given birth to six kids from three different drivers.

After firing Kabir, Anees installed hidden cameras throughout the house so he could watch his wife getting fucked even when she had sex while he wasn’t home.

He had hired a strapping young 20 year old stud as her driver. She had seduced him within a month.

Although he preferred her ass more than her pussy — to both lick and fuck — she took enough of his cum in her pussy to get pregnant within three month.

He had continued to fuck both her holes till her belly had started showing before he lost interest.

That got him fired from the job.

The next was a Nigerian hunk who took his wife on the very first day on the job.

When he brought her home from shopping, he asked if he could have a glass of water.

Once he was in the house, he literally tore her clothes and took her hard.

There was nothing romantic, gentle or two-way about him.

He treated her as fuck-meat, drilling both her ass and pussy for hours brutally and depositing load after load of his cum in all her holes, whether she liked it or not.

It took him just a month to breed her.

While Anees enjoyed watching his wife getting fucked brutally, she never got any pleasure in spite of his massive member.

Once he had got her pregnant, she insisted that Anees fire him. Her pleasure was important to her even if the guy or Anees didn’t care for it.

Daljeet Singh was the third driver to breed his wife and his seed had fathered her last four kids.

Coming from a small village in Punjab, he had been the first in the village to make a break from the family tradition of farming when moved to the city in the hopes of providing for his family better.

Since coming to the city five years before Anees hired him, he was only able to visit his village and wife once a year and had managed to get his wife pregnant each time.

His wife often told Anees that Daljeet was by by far the most skilled of her lovers who made her cum more than any other man who had fucked her. She thanked Anees for finding him.

Anees had seen videos of Daljeet eating her through orgasm after orgasm and creaming her pussy 3-4 times a day.

He could fuck her all day and all night — and he did whenever Anees went out of town, unconsciously leaving behind hours and hours of footage for Anees to enjoy when he returned.

Even after she got pregnant, his hunger for her body never diminished.

In fact, once she started lactating, milking her boobs made him even hornier than before and getting fucked 6 or 7 times a day became the norm.

She had a child from him every two years. He got her pregnant whenever she stopped lactating and she was currently pregnant with her seventh child — Daljeet’s fourth.

The couple was happy. Anees had his cuckolding fantasies sated, his wife had more sex and orgasms than she could have dreamt of and Daljeet got to enjoy her to his heart’s content — whether it was feeding from her boobs and pussy or fucking her as many times as his heart desired.

But human greed never ends and Anees craved more — and he had his sights set on Savitri.

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Anees had let Savitri lose more at the casino than he let most of his other patrons. Whenever Javed did not have money to lend her, Anees had stepped in and given him the money for them to gamble. He had let the debt mount through the year, never making any attempt at recovery. He was a wealthy man with many businesses — both legitimate and illegal and could afford to hedge his bets and wait for the right opportunity.

When Savitri walked into the casino alone one day, he decided to make his move. He watched her on the CCTV monitors as she entered the casino, dressed in an off-shoulder dress. The lack of a bra strap suggested that she wasn’t wearing one. Adjusting the camera focus and angle with the remote, he followed the sway of her hips as she made her way around the various tables to her favorite one. He left his office after she had settled down and lost the first round.

“Alone today?” he asked walking up to her table.

“Excuse me?” she said

“You are Savitri right? Javed’s friend?” he responded, “I am Anees, I own this casino.”

“Oh, ok, I didn’t know,” she said, getting off the table and shaking his extended hand, “yes, Javed was to come but had some trouble with his bike and ditched at the last minute.”

“Are you sure he ditched because of the bike?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I have been talking to him about the debt you’ve run up over the past year.”

“Debt?” she asked confused, “I never took any debt from the casino, though I have borrowed from Javed from time to time.”

Anees laughed, “Really? You think Javed has so much money to lend?”

“I don’t understand.”

“You may not know this, but Javed has been borrowing from the casino on your behalf for close to a year now.”

“What?” she was stunned at the thought that he had used her body pretending to lend her money when he was running up her debt with the casino all along, “I had no idea.”

“I know he has been lying to you. I also know the deal he has with you in exchange for the money.” She went red in the face at this, realizing her affair with Javed and his friend was public knowledge.

“But you see, I am a businessman and have to run a business after all. If I keep giving away money, I can’t run the casino na?” Savitri just hung her face down in shame, not finding any words.

“So, I have an offer for you that will also take care of the cheating Javed and his friend.” he added, placing his hand on her naked shoulder. She watched his hand, expecting him to take it off, but he didn’t. Instead, he started caressing her naked should and inching towards the edge of her dress over her boobs.

“What do you want?” she said finally.

“I don’t want to fuck you, if that’s what you are thinking,” he replied. “I am sure Javed and his friend have done enough of that almost everyday over the past year. The funny thing is, everyone in the casino now knows when your periods are because that’s the only time they don’t bring you over.” he laughed heartily at what he thought was a joke, but Savitri went beet red.

“Listen 50 lakh is a lot of money and I don’t know if you can repay it.” Watching her reaction to the amount, he knew she had no way of repaying the sum. “I guess that is a no. It’s ok, come on, follow me, and I will tell you how you can repay the debt.”

He led her to the back of the casino and up a flight of metal stairs that she hadn’t noticed in spite of coming her almost everyday. Upstairs, he unlocked a door and stepped inside.

“Don’t worry,” he said when she hesitated, “I already told you I have no interest in fucking you, you are safe. I don’t believe in doing anything against a woman’s wish.”

As she followed him into the room, she saw it was a small reception like area. She was tense and her hands were shaking with fear as she watched him unlock and open a second door and step into another room. The lights came on — evidently motion detected — as he stepped in and she followed him into his office.

The office was large by any standard. Looking around, she saw a host of CCTV monitors on the wall along the door she had just stepped into. Below the monitors was an arrangement of couches and a coffee table for visitors. His desk was set by the opposite wall, nearly 20 steps away. Next to the desk was a counter that had a number of joysticks and switches that let him control the multitude of cameras inside and outside the casino.

His desk itself was modest and functional for the owner of a casino with just one laptop on it. His chair faced the wall of monitors letting him work, monitor the activity in the casino and face anyone who entered his office without getting up from his desk.

He made his way to the desk and she followed him. He indicated one of the chairs across the table and settled in his chair after Savitri had sat in the chair he had indicated.

After they were seated, he asked her if she would like to have tea or coffee. When she stammered tea, he picked up the phone and asked someone to bring two teas and some water over. Ending the call, he leaned back in his chair. Saying nothing, he just watched her as she fidgeted nervously, visibly scared.

A short while later, there was a knock and he barked, “come in.” A man in his 40s stepped in carrying a trey with two glasses of water and two teas on it. Getting up from his chair, Anees walked across his desk and took the trey from the man, dismissing him with a nod of the head. The man left after closing the office door behind him and Anees set the trey on his desk between himself and Savitri.

He fixed a cup of tea and handed her the cup.

“Whatever image you may have of the owner of a casino,” he said while fixing his own cup of tea, “I am not a violent man. Yes, I have bouncers and debt collectors but violence is a deterrent of the last resort for me.”

Taking a sip, he settled back in his chair and watched as Savitri sipped her tea, her hands shaking.

“Most of my staff here were gamblers at some time. Most have broken families and nowhere to go because of their gambling addiction. Most of them have sold whatever they own, to feed their need to gamble. When a gambler’s debts grow out of hand, and there is nothing left to sell, I have nothing left to collect the debt from. You understand what I am saying?”

Savitri nodded, and he continued, “I offer them to work here till their debt is paid off he said. I also offer them a place to stay in staff quarters upstairs and of course food is free for the staff.” Savitri did not expect this humane side and was taken aback and finally was able to looked at Anees with some respect.

“Some try to make a run for it and I have to resort to inevitable violence, but most are grateful at the chance to make good on their debt by working here. They all have a TV to watch, food and shelter. They all have a fair wage and as long as they do an honest day’s work, it goes towards their gambling debts. The records are shared with them and they sign the record books each month. I don’t take undue advantage of them, and they aren’t my slaves for life, if you know what I mean.”

Savitri nodded again and he continued, “Quite a few have repaid their debt and walked out reformed, remarkably cured of their gambling addiction by working in a casino.” he laughed heartily at the irony of it. “But they have no entertainment beyond the TV they get to watch, and that’s where my proposition comes in.”

Opening a drawer, he took out a dice and set it in front of Savitri on the desk. “You roll the dice and if it lands on a 2, 4 or 6, you are free to go, your debt fully paid. But you are no longer welcome in this casino anymore.”

“What if it doesn’t land on any of those numbers?” Savitri asked, her first words since she had learned how big her debt was.

“Ah, that’s where it gets interesting,” he said and pressed a button on the console next to his desk.

A whirring sound started and she watched a section of the wall behind him start to open. It stopped a few inches before the desk started and she could see into a massive bedroom adorned tastefully. It also had a number of sex toys and BDSM equipment, all arranged artistically. It didn’t look cheap or brothel like in any way.

“I created this room for my staff,” he said and paused before adding, “and myself. But it hasn’t been used yet. Should you lose in the throw of dice, you will be the first one to use the bed. My staff gets one weekend off each month. If you lose, you will be their entertainment for the weekend, satisfying their sexual needs, while I watch and record it. No, the recording is not for public, but for my own personal entertainment through the rest of the month when you are not warming the bed with my staff.”

“How many staff members do you have?” she asked.

Anees smiled, “Does it matter?”

“I have never been with more than two men at a time,” Saviri said.

Anees nodded in understanding, “I have a staff of 20 men and 10 bouncers and 10 debt collectors. So a total of 40.”

“So I will be fucked for a whole weekend by 40 men?” she asked aghast.

“Only if you lose.” Anees replied before leaning forward and pushing the dice closer to her, “Or you could pay 50 lakhs in the next month, your choice.”

With shaking hands, Savitri reached for the dice. Her heart was thudding as she shook it in her hand. Closing her eyes, she prayed for lady luck to be on her side as she shook the dice.

She opened her eyes and looked at Anees, who was watching her with anticipation.

“When is their weekend off?” she asked, continuing to shake the dice in her hand.

“Starts tomorrow,” he replied, “and in case you are thinking of making a run for it, please don’t. I know all about you and you will never be able to get far enough away and I would hate to see your beautiful body beaten up or worse.”

“I know,” she said.

This was her last roll of the dice and she desperately needed it to come out 2, 4 or 6. She tossed the dice and watched it roll before it settled…. on 5.

THE END.

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