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Please read these before | | proceeding below. | |_____________________________________________| ---------------------------------------------------- | No Copyright: I, the creator of this work, hereby | | release it into the public domain. This applies | | worldwide. Further, I grant any entity the right | | to use this work for any purpose, without any | | conditions. Distribute Freely. | |___________________________________________________| The Dravidianization of Zeba and Shehnaz by Nawabzada Taj-ood-Deen Khan Lakhnavi "Chota Lund Gora Londa" Category: shudra, mfsm Characters - Rehan, nineteen year old boy, oldest and guardian of the group. - Farhan, fourteen year old boy. - Zeba, seventeen year old Aryan Muslim girl. - Shehnaz, sixteen year old Aryan Muslim girl. - Malabari, a thirty-year old Shudra Goonda. "Take care of all the children, and above all, guard the little girls," ordered their Papa as they stepped out. "Remember, we have to guard our precious Muslim females from corruption," warned the father. "Yes, Papa," said Rehan. "I will guard them." "Never forget they are the most precious valuables we have, for it is they who will bring forth the next generation of our glorious Aryan and Arabian race," warned the father. "And not just any Aryan, but our treasured Iranian race. For in their veins runs the blood of the race of the Shah-Namah (Book of Kings), the Shahanshahs of the Achaemenids, Sassanians, Kushanas, Sakas and Timurids. For the future of our Qaum (race) they are far more valuable than any money or gold." "Yes, I will. Rest assured, nobody will even dare to look at them." Rehan then walked along with his younger sister Zeba along the narrow winding road of their mohalla. After a few mahals, they stopped at the mahal of Gulbaz Khan Sahib. He knocked at the door and then told the old Marathi maid-servant to call Farhan and Shehnaz to join them in their afternoon ludo game in the local park. The Marathi maid-servant went inside and Rehan waited with his fair sister Zeba downstairs. The fact is, Rehan had fallen in love with the fair rosy-complexioned Shehnaz and secretly wanted to marry her. This was unknown to their respective parents, however. When Farhan finally came down with his pretty sister Shehnaz a short while later, Rehan's heart started pounding faster. Farhan was very happy to see Zeba as well. While not as much in love as his dost was with his own sister, it was still quite deep. The four Aryan children then went to the local park to play Ludo. The park had been built by the Timurid (Mughal) emperor Shah Jehan for the pleasure of the inhabitants of the Shahr (city). The triumphal entrance arch comprising brilliant blue glazed tiles with Persian and Arabic inscriptions had been built in the style of Timur the Great. Walking through this arch, the group of young Bachas (children) walked across a Persian garden to a large triumphal Minar from the times of Caliph Aurangzeb. Choosing a small enclosure formed by several Kashmiri bushes near this minar, Rehan spread out a carpet and they started to play ludo. As they continued to play, the pretty Shehnaz coquettishly let her transparent burqa slip from her face, allowing the astounged Rehan to stare at her pretty face. He admired her rosy cheeks and her dashing eye-lashes, lined with kohl, shot through his heart like arrows of love. Her beauty matched those of the fairest and prettiest of Fars (Persia), and at night Rehan recited Persian poems in praise of Shehnaz's beauty. Meanwhile, as the game progessed, Farhan enjoyed ogling the slighly older Zeba. Her hips were wide and her breasts clearly visible through the tight kameez. He loved admiring her wide hips and the curves of her legs, which were only amplified by the tight blue shalwars which she wore. Her pretty feet excited him to no end, her large toe-nails, covered in red nail-polish always occuping his thoughts. Unknown to anybody, Farhan used to secretly masturbate at night about Zeba, dreaming about her thick thighs and her dainty feet. Yet, the sublime peace and soft romance of the idyllic game was soon shattered. "Warning! Malabari is coming," exclaimed Farhan in dire warning as he jumped up, having seen somethting through the bushes. "Ya Allah! No! Quick! Let us leave!" exclaimed Rehan, immediatley standing up. "Who is Malabar ?" Zeba wanted to know. "You do not want to know. Let us try to go ! And put on your veils!" exclaimed Farhan in alarm. The girls quickly covered their faces in the Islamic veils as modesty and theology demanded. The four children then quickly tried to pack up their ludo game. Before they could finish, however, one of the bushes was pushed aside. The very sight of the man who appeared through the bushes astonished them so much that they gave up any resistance. Tall, muscular and dark as the night Malabari pushed himself through the vegetation and into the lawn. What the intimidated Muslim boys did not want to tell their sisters was that Malabari was one of the massively built Shudra male who claimed to be from the Malabar coast, famous for its stout black warriors who excelled at the Dravidian martial arts of Mal-Yudham and Kalar-Payattu. And the Muslim boys definitely did not want their pretty sisters to know that they used to be regularly bullied by the Mohalla Shudras, including Malabari. Malabari was one of the massively built Shudra men of the mohalla who had been employed by the local Zamindars (land-owners) as Goondas to defend their land from encroachment and intimidate their rivals. His mouth broke into a wide grin. Zeba thought that the two rows of flashing white teeth in the mouth of that man looked like those of a predatory animal that was about to eat her. "Good. Safedi Zalis," laughed the Shudra. All four Muslim youths were impressed by the Shudra man's imposing presence, but the two Muslim boys were positively intimidated by his awesome physical strength. All of them soood up the moment he came. "Who are you ?" asked the stocky Shudra. There was an awkward silence, and then Rehan slowly started to speak. "Huzoor, I am Rehan," Rehan replied meekly. The Mohalla Muslim boys had long been taught by the stout Kala Shudra Goonda to respectfully address every Shudra of the Mohalla as "Huzoor". "Yes, I know you!" replied the Shudra. "Who are they ?" he asked gruffly. "Huzoor, this girl here is my sister Zeba," replied Rehan meekly. "And this is Farhan and his sister Shehnaz." "Ha!" Malabari looked around and noticed the half-packed ludo game board. "Boys, I have to teach you a lot. You are playing here with two garm Banus who sweet as sugar and you still have your Zubbs packed up inside your pyjamas!" "Huzoor, Zeba and Shehnaz are still pure virgins," Rehan meekly protested. "That is all the better. It is more fun to teach something totally new." replied Malabari. "So, what about you, sweet Pari-Banu (fairy) ?" asked Malabari, touching Zeba's silky black hair. Rehan cringed as he saw the rough Kala Shudra Goonda's paw touch his precious sister's lustrous hair. However, he did not dare to oppose the muscular Kala Goonda (black goon). The Shudra then tried to open her face-veil. "Rehan, make him stop !" exclaimed Zeba in disgust. Malabari slowly lowered his hand and stepped back. "Ha, your Muslim brothers know that us Shudras are the Huzoors in this mohalla," stated Malabari coldly. "Rehan, offer me your sweet Bubu. Bring her to me and open her face veil." Rehan cringed in shame, but knew he had no alternative. Zeba looked at him in surprise as he meekly guided her to stand in front of Malabari. She was astonished at the abject submissiveness, even obsequiousness shown by her older brother towards the ugly Kala Shudra. "Now, open her veil," ordered Malabari firmly. Meekly Rehan opened her veil. "So this is the beauty that you Muslim men try to hide from the world and so jealously protect," remarked Malabari, admiring Zeba's clear fair features. "But you weak Aryans are not man enough to protect such jewels from us Shudras," he remarked in triumph. Then he stroked Zeba's hair again, and this time she did not object, having seen her brother's abject capitulation and defeat in favour of the more masculine Shudra warrior. "Now, Farhan, bring me your sweet sister," ordered Malabari. Farhan, having witnessed the abject submission of Rehan, meekly followed suit. When told, he also opened her veil. "Ah, Farhan, your sister is also very beatiful," Malabari commented. "That is why you Muslims love your females so much! No wonder you have so much sweet love poetry in Farsi! It is in honour of such beauty that those wonderful poems were written!" Having virtually broken in both the fair Ashrafi boys, Malabari decided to go one step further. He touched Shehnaz's cheek. Rehan's heart sank as he felt powerless to stop the powerful Shudra from lovingly caressing his beloved's rosy cheek with his black paws. Then Malabari stared at Zeba in her eyes. "Have you ever seen a Lingam ?" asked Malabari. "What is that ?" asked Zeba. "Rehan, what do you Muslims call a Lingam in your Quran and Persian poetry?" he asked roughly. "Tell me all the words you know!" "Huzoor, we call it a Zubb, a Doodool and a Jard," replied Rehan meekly. "Yes, Doodool. That is it. Now, sweet fairy, tell me, have you ever seen a Doodool ?" Zeba's face grew red in embarassment. "No," whispered Zeba. While she had never set eyes on a man's privates, she had heard other girls talk about the extra parts which the boys had. She was somewhat unhappy with the Shudra, but knew she had to answer. The young Muslim girl swallowed, her mouth was totally dry. "Huzoor, I told you they are virgins. In our culture, we protect girls and they do not even set eyes on a man before their marriage," replied Rehan in a desperate bid at showing some resistance. "You have never seen a real, live Doodool ? You never had a Doodool in your sweet love-hole or in your wonderful coral-red lips ? " he asked. Malabari new that ignoring the fair Rehan's sudden outburst was the best way to silence him. "Huzoor, no," she replied. "Then it is time," he stated. "Rehan, how old are the girls ?" "Zeba here is seventeen years old," replied Rehan. "And Shehnaz here ..." he hesitated. He did not want to tell too much about Shehnaz, his secret beloved. "Yes, tell me Safedoo!" barked Malabari. "Huzoor, Shehnaz is sixteen years old," said Rehan, his throat almost choking. "Good. That is perfect. They are the right age," boasted Malabari. "Farhan, come here and show your sweet Muslim sisters your Doodool," ordered Malabari. His voice was not threatening, but commanding. "Show your friend Zeba here how big a boy you are. But do not touch it yet until I tell you." Farhan was fascinated by this new game. That was a good idea, he thought. He could show Zeba is Doodool and how hard it got for her every night. Excited by the new idea, he untied the trouser-string of his pyjama and pulled out his pink Aryan Doodool, Flaccid, his Doodool had contracted back to the size of a tiny white pebble. Beneath it hung two nut-sized white testicles. The girls looked carefully at his small genitals as they hung from his rump. "Now, Shehnaz, go and open your friend Rehan's pyjama and show us his Doodool," ordered Malabari. Rehan's heart beat faster. The girl of his dreams was opening his pyjama-string and about to see his Aryan Doodool for the first time. He wanted to get hard to impress her, but could not. He was still fearful and scared of the entire situation. "So, girls. What do you think the first Doodools you have seen are like ?" asked Malabari. The two fair Muslim girls giggled and felt awkward. "What do your brothers' Doodools look like ?" he asked. Smiling, Zeba replied, "Like a little finger!" "No, they look like little walnuts!" replied Shehnaz. "Do you know what these naughty boys do with their Doodools ?" asked Malabari. "No," both the girls replied. "They play with the little toys they have between their legs. Come on boys, show your sisters how you play with your short Safedoo Doodools!" ordered Malabari. Both the boys stroked their shrivelled organs, to make them as large and hard as possible. When they were finally erect, Farhan's Aryan Doodool was three inches long, while Rehan's was four inches in length. "So, now you see here the Doodools of Safedoo Muslim boys. Not too small, not too big. Just normal sized for an Aryan," taught Malabari. "Most Safedoo men do not have much bigger Doodools." he continued. "Now, girls you have seen the Boy-Doodools. Do you want to see a Man-Doodool ?" asked Malabari. "Yes," replied Zeba. Shehnaz was still too modest to directly ask, but she was also curious as to what an Aadmi-Doodool looked like. "Good, then come here Zeba and open my lungi," he ordered Zeba. "No, please don't!" exclaimed Rehan in anxiety. "Zeba, don't!" Hearing her brother's plea, she stopped. "See, those jealous Safedoo boys do not want you to see a real Man-Doodool," explained Malabari calmly. "Come, those Safedoo Mozoo boys cannot protect you. You need strong Shudra man to protect you." Zeba looked at her brother Rehan in compassion. "See! Those Safedoo Muslim brothers only want you to see their short pink Aryan Dodools. They don't want you pretty Safedi Muslim sisters to see the Doodool of a Shudra man." said Malabari. "Why ? Are you Shudra men bigger ?" asked Zeba. "Open my lungi and you will see what they don't want you to see," said Malabari. Rehan's heart sank as he watched his sweet sister Zeba stand in front of the half-naked Shudra savage and start to unty his lungi. Soon, her trembling hands had opened the tight lungi-knot. One more movement and the Shudra's still flaccid, abnusi (ebony-coloured) genitals flopped out, threateningly swaying in front of Zeba. A thick black Kaffir foreskin hung over Malabari's Kala Kinaaf, proving that, despite his Islamicized name taken after a place, he was one of the only partially converted Shudras. "Ya Allah!" was all that Zeba could say the moment she set eyes on the Shudra-Zubb. Shehnaz was too modest from upbringing to shout out loud like Zeba, but was also shocked at its gargantuan size. Both the girls immediately noticed that the Shudra organ was enormous and much larger than the ones they had just seen. The fair Ashrafi Muslim boys, like their precious Sisters, stared at the enormous Zubb of the Shudra man. Unlike the girls, who could only compare the puny pink Zubbs of their brothers to the gigantic black Shudra weapon, the boys could compare it with many others. Both of them had seen the Doodools of their friends and relatives in the popular Hammam-baths which, for reasons of the rigorous theological requirements of Islamic hygiene, dotted every Musulman city. They had seen these both in flaccid, and erect conditions. All of them were smaller, much smaller. And the Shudra penis was not even erect! Rehan felt his manhood slip away, while Farhan felt emasculated. Humiliated and ashamed at their defeat, the pink Aryan Doodools of the two Muslim boys rapidly deflated and started to contract. As if accepting their own inferiority, the pink Muslim Doodools shrank back to the size of small marble pebbles. "So, is this Man-Doodool bigger than your Safedoo Mozoo Boy-Doodools ?" asked Malabari in a taunting tone. Both the Muslim girls quickly glanced at their brothers' genitals, so as to compare the relative sizes. Seeing their pretty sisters comparing their now shrivelled organs to the majestic black Dravidian Lingam, the Muslim boys covered their now dwarfed genitals with their hands. "Yes," both of the Perso-Arabic Muslim girls replied. "You are much bigger," hissed Zeba. "Shudra Zubbs are naturally the biggest and best," explained Malabari. "For thousands of years, we have been the labourer caste and so our ancestors developed bigger and bigger muscles. In the hot Dravidian Sun, we gradually became stronger and stronger, and black like bulls and buffalos. That is why only the strongest of us Shudras, with the biggest Zubbs, could survive. And our Lingams become big and black under the heat of the Dravidian Sun." "But by Allah! You are so big, so enormous!" Shehnaz breathed fascinated and frightened at the same time. "Now, while we Kala Shudra and Dravida men were working hard in the Dravidian Sun, becoming stronger and blacker, the Safedoo Aryans were living in the cold lands of Iran and Turan (Central Asia). Because it so cold in the Aryan lands, their genitals shrank and shrivelled. And since there is no sun in those cold lands, so their Doodools became pink as they became smaller," explained Malabari. "That why those Aryan Safedoo Boys have a sickness called Safedoo Bimari: Their zubbs stop growing at age nine." Malabari studied the girls' faces. He smiled when he realized that he had convinced them. The girls would not just think that his Zubb was bigger than their brothers'. From this day on, they would think that the Shudra male in general, and on average, had a larger penis than the Aryan male of their own race. They would forever consider the Shudra male to be superior, and the Aryan male to be inferior and less manly. "So when the fair Brahmins and Vedic Aryans came, they make the caste system of Manu to stop their women from learning the truth about Shudra men. So that is why Brahmin and Vedic Aryan girls are not allowed to play with Shudra Lingams," taught Malabari. "But you know you Muslim girls are lucky, there is no caste system in Islam. That is why you lucky Muslim girls can play with Shudra Lingam,!" "As per Islam, we can play with your Zubb ?" asked Shehnaz. "Yes, as there is no caste system. Even many Muslim woman marry with Shudra man," replied Malabari. "But I heard that if we play with boys before marriage, it is Zani (adulter)," said Zeba. "As per Islam, it is only zani if four people see the act. But if you play with me, then only three other people see it - Farhan, your brother Rehan and Shehnaz. So no zani," explained Malabari. "So how we play with your Lingam ?" asked Shehnaz. "Let us start first at the top. You, Zeba, chuso my Zubb and take it into your sweet mouth." "No!" Determined, Shehnaz pressed her lips together. "Never." "Come, you are not Brahmin are you ? It is only Brahmin girls who don't like to play with Shudra Lund," said Malabari. He could sense that the younger, more modest Shehnaz would require some more time. "Yes, then watch your friend Zeba chuso me. Come Zeba, take me into your mouth." Slowly, he walked to stand in front of Zeba and then gently pushed her shoulders down. The pretty fair Zeba sank to her knees, her soft skin pressing against her shalwar kameez. Malabari then pressed his large black organ against her red lips. Zeba inhaled deeply, smelling the masculine scent of the Shudra man's black genitals. It was definitely not unpleasant, as she felt the large black glans press against her lips. While it appeared large, black and threatening, yet it felt so soft and gentle. "Come, if you do not play with me, then you will only be able to play with those small Safedoo Zubbs," said Malabari. She would definitely prefer to play with the much larger Shudra Zubb than a short pink Aryan Zubb. Zeba was not sure about her feelings any more. How would that Zubb taste in her mouth ? she asked herself. The lust she felt in her young white body broke any resistance. She opened her lips and soon the gigantic black Dravidian phallus was shoved into her mouth. Zeba found that she enjoyed chusoing (sucking) the thick Kala Zubb. She let her red Zaban circle around on Malabari's large Kinaaf (glans). Zeba opened her eyes and as she saw how the black, abnusi Zubb came in and out of her mouth, she started to become excited. She did not notice that Malabari's fingers slowly grasped her hair and gently pulled her fair mouth onto his Lingam. It is only when the thick Kinaaf pressed deep into her mouth did she panic. She desperately tried to spit out his Zubb, but Malabari's hands held her head firmly in place. "Breathe through the nose! You are not the first Zali to chuso my Zubb!" hissed the Shudra. Meanwhile, Shehnaz stared as her friend Zeba chusoed the oversized black Dravidian organ. Her eyes opened wide in astonishment, and she was becoming excited. Zeba thought she was choking as the weapon slid deeper and deeper into her throat. "Through the nose. You must breathe through the nose and relax," ordered Malabari. As Zeba slowly tried to do what the Malabari said, she noticed that she was slowly getting more air. Noticing her following his orders, Malabari slowly shoved the last part of his big black Shudra penis into the fair Muslim girl's throat. Now all of his one-foot long Shudra Zubb was lodged in the Muslim girl's throat. Zeba's delicate sharp nose pushed deep into the dense curled public hair of the man. Her chin was pressed against the low-hanging Khags (testicles). "That looks so garm," exclaimed Shehnaz as she saw Zeba's white face pressed against Malabari's black groin. It looked very bizarre, seeing the delicate white child's female face pressed against the muscular black lap of the ugly Shudra man. Zeba drew air through her nostrils. She felt how deep the powerful Zubb was sticking in her throat and wondered how she could even breathe. The enormous black Shudra Lund filled her mouth so completely, that her Zaban could not even move. Slowly she felt her throat, and she could feel how deep the Dravidian Lingam was as the Kinaaf formed a large bulb where it ended. "So, now you sweet girl have taken all of my Lingam down your throat. Now, I teach you next lesson. Now I bokk (copulate) your throat," said Malabari. The Malabari then used her mouth. Withdrawing from Zeba's throat, he then ejaculated into her mouth. "Now, drink it down, sweet girl!" he ordered. The warm Shudra Thukm spurted deep into her mouth, and she felt like her mouth was being pumped full of water. Submissively she swallowed it all down. Slowly, he withdrew from her mouth. His satisfied organ hung half-way down to his knees, still formidible and intimidating even in its relaxed state. "You like the taste of my Thukm, you Safedi Haramzadi!" grinned Malabari as he pulled her to her feet. The fair Zeba embraced Malabari's naked black body with her white arms around his neck. "Yes," she hissed, and then kissed him on his thick Dravidian lips. "Malabari," Zeba hissed as she stared deep into Malabari's eyes. Slowly with one hand still wrapped around his bull-like beck, she playfully grasped his abnusi-coloured Aurat-satisfier, which was soft, but still appeared menacingly powerful between the strong legs of the man. "When you are hard again," she whispered. "When you are hard again, will you ... will you put it into my Kussi (vagina) for me ?" Malabari's eyes opened wide in delight. Here was this innocent Muslim virgin, asking him to deflower her! "But your brother said you are virgin !" he said. "Yes, I am. But I want you wonderful Kala Shudra Goonda to take my virginity from me!" shouted Zeba. "No, Zeba, don't !" exclaimed Rehan in exasperation. "Why don't you want a Muslim boy to be your first ?" asked Malabari. Looking at her Muslim brothers, and still embracing the Shudra, Zeba said, "I want your strong and big Kala Shudra Goonda Zubb to be my first ! I don't want a small and white Aryan Muslim Zubb to have the privilege of deflowering me!" Rehan and Farhan both felt totally defeated right then, as one of their sweet Muslim sisters had just insulted their manhood and begged a Shudra Goonda to take her maidenhood! They hung their head in shame as they watched Zeba kiss the Shudra Goonda again. "I cannot wait till your wonderful thick Zubb opens my small Kussi," said Zeba as she then moved away. Pulling her kameez over her head, she pulled it off, exposing her white breasts to the gawking eyes of Rehan and Farhan. Then she stripped off her tight shalwar, pulling it over her feet. However, the tight end did not come off her heel, and as she pulled it off, it turned upside down and still clung to her dainty feet. "Rehan, my dear brother, pull my shalwar and help me take it off!" she ordered. Rehan slowly lifted the other end of her shalwar and pulled it off. Here was his sister, asking him to help her undress for a Shudra man! When she was stark nangi (naked), she then walked up to Malabari and again embraced him, kissing him on his thick lips. Then Malabari told her to ask her friend Shehnaz to become nangi too, as seeing two nangi Safedi Musulmani girls would excite him more. Mehnaz told her friend to take off her shalwar kameez. Rehan felt like a loser as he watched his beloved Shehnaz strip off her shalwar kameez and become nangi in front of the muscular Kala Shudra. Seeing these two wonderfully beautiful Safedi Muslim virgins totally nangi in front of him made Malabari's giant Shudra Zubb become hard again. Then Zeba lay back on the same carpet which Rehan had earlier unfolded for the ludo game. Then she spread her white Aryan legs wide for the Shudra Goonda. The two Muslim boys looked longingly at Zeba's precious Muslim Kussi. It had been zealously guarded by the Islamic social code; this was the supreme prize which any Muslim man wanted. "You see ? Zeba's slit is much longer. Up here is her clitoris," explained Malabari. He rubbed the place above her vagina, fondling her small clitoris, thereby making Zeba moan in pleasure. "And here," Malabari spread Zeba's uneven, folded white labia apart. "Here, a little deeper, is her garm Kussi." Before the eyes of the Muslim boys he stuck his thick black finger into Zeba's moist vagina until the tip of his finger touched her hymen. Zeba could feel the lust-filled eyes of Rehan and Farhan on her nude white body. "And that, is her precious maidenhood, her virginity," said Malabari as he felt her hymen with his finger. Malabari had not bokked such a young Aryan girl for a long time. And it was a long time since he had deflowered a fair Ashrafi Muslim virgin. Then he pressed his large black Zubb against her fair Kussi. Slowly, he pushed it in. Rehan's heart sank in defeat as he watched the Shudra Goonda deflower his precious Muslim sister's virginity. This was not supposed to be happening, he reasoned. It was against the laws of nature, against the laws of his race. The first Zubb which should have had the right to enter Zeba's sacred Muslim Kussi should have been a fair handsome Aryan Zubb, even if it was smaller and weaker than a Shudra one. It was his fault that a large, oversized, bull-like Shudra Zubb was deflowering his virginly sister. He had failed to defend her virginity, because he was less of a man than the Shudra. While he definitely felt inferior when he first saw the Shudra man's gigantic Kala Zubb, yet he felt positively emasculated and far more worthless as he watched the large Kala snake-like Lingam slide into his sister Zeba's precious pink Muslim Kussi. Deep down, he also knew that the Shudra Malabari was planning to take Shehnaz's virginity. But that was a thought too dreadful to bear, so he shut it out of his mind. Farhan also felt defeated as he watched Zeba being deflowerd by the muscular Kala Shudra Goonda. After all, this was the older girl he had lusted after, and had vainly hoped that his pink Aryan Doodool would somehow have the privilege of entering her Kussi first. Malabari, meanwhile, had a look of triumph on his rugged black Dravidian face. As his long and thick black Shudra Zubb slid into Zeba's pink Muslim Kussi and deflowered her, he felt an exhiliarating sense of triumph and racial victory. He enjoyed the feeling as his large oversized Kinaaf slowly tore up her hymen, destroying her virginity. Finally, his long Zubb bottomed out as he felt his Kinaaf penetrate her Uterus. This was the most closely guarded treasure of the Aryan Muslim people - the virginity of a precious Muslim Banu, the maidenhead of a protected Islamic virgin, a valuable which had been carefully protected for many years. A treasure which he had now snatched away from the Muslim men, right in front of their eyes, in the space of one single day. Even more satisfying were the faces of defeat and dejection on the faces of the two fair Muslim boys. Malabari then started to plow in and out of the young virgin Musulmani Kussi. He hammered her hard for a long time, until he finally shot his Thukm deep into Zeba's Kussi. Malabari then stood up, his proud organ still deflated, but hanging down between his legs. "Your lovely Bubu Zeba will have a Kala Bacha, if none of you Mozoo boys chuso my Thukm from her Kussi!" exclaimed Malabari. In horror, Rehan realized that his sister might have been impregnated by that Shudra. That would be a disaster. However, while he was undecided, he saw in surprise that Farhan, stripping off his pyjamas, dived between her splayed white legs and pushed his mouth onto her recently violated Musulmani Kussi. Farhan had thought that he should use the opportunity which just presented, to finally fulfill part of his dreams and actually chuso the lovely Zeba's garm Kussi! And if a huge Kala Shudra Linga had just been up inside it, then that was unfortunate for Rehan. He eagerly lapped at her white Kussi, satisfying at least part of his dreams. While he chusoed her garm Kussi, he was stroking his short Aryan Doodool, which had become very hard as he smelled Zeba's hairy Aryani Kussi. Finally, after some time, he quickly seated himself between Zeba's legs. He wanted to quickly enter the girl of his fantasies before anybody could stop him. Yet, just a short distance from the prize, he felt Rehan suddenly push him away. "Why you stop me, Rehan ?" asked Farhan, lyind under the older and larger Rehan. "I am not going to let you defile my sister!" shouted Rehan in rage. "But that Kalloo Shudra has already been with her! He has taken her virginity and you did nothing. When I want to enjoy her, you stop me!" exclaimed Farhan. "I cannot stop him. But I can stop you! My sister is not some tawaif for you to satisfy your lusts!" replied Rehan. He was salvaging at least some of his respect. Yes, he was weaker than the Shudra, but he was stronger than Farhan and could definitely stop him from humiliating his sister. Farhan could not understand Rehan. But, he deferred to the older boy's demands and stood back. Both the boys then moved back. Malabari laughed at the two boys fighting. Then he set his eyes on the nangi Shehnaz, who was standing modestly in the corner. Deflowering her would be more of a challenge. Her still girlish Kussi was not deep and womanly like Zeba's was. It would be difficult for him to penetrate her. He walked over to Shehnaz and then stroked her face. Then he stroked her small, girlish Kussi. Seeing the interest shown by the Kala Shudra Goonda in his beloved, Rehan rushed over "Huzoor, ... Malabari Sahib ... please don't deflower Shehnaz," Rehan stammered. "Why ?" The fair Muslim boy gulped down. "Why ?" he repeated, this time louder still. "Huzoor, I ... I .... I love her," whispered Rehan. "I want to marry her." Shehnaz looked at Rehan in disbelief. The look of Zeba and Farhan was more one of surprise. "Please, Huzoor, I beg of you. Please do not take her virginity," pleaded Rehan. Malabari laughed. This Mozoo boy had courted this pretty virgin for so long. And in one day, Malabari was so close to taking his sacred prize. He was going to enjoy this very much. His mind darted back to the last time he had forced a Muslim boy to chuso him. His Zamindar employer's son had paid him the princely sum of five hundred rupees to sodomise the son of a rival zamindar who had insulted him during a chess game. He had enjoyed stretching the fair Aryan boy's Koon (anus). "Fine, Rehan. Let us see how much you love this girl. I know you Muslim boys know how to chuso a Zubb very good. I give you a choice to save your beloved's virginity. I need to have another climax. If you can chuso me, and make me climax in some time, I will not touch your girl. But if you cannot satisfy me, and do a poor job, then I have to take your girl's virginity," offered Malabari. Rehan hesitated when he heard what the Malabari offered. Slowly the full implications of what he said sank in. That was when he suddenly heard Shehnaz exclaim, "Rehan, please help me! I cannot take it, he is too big!" Hearing his beloved ask him for help, he summoned his courage and agreed. "Yes, I will do it," Rehan said. "Then become nanga, Rehan, and chuso me," said Malabari as he turned to Rehan. Rehan took off his pyjamas and his kameez. Then he knelt in front of Malabari and started to chuso his long Kala Zubb. Slowly, his organ become erect in the Muslim boy's fair mouth. "Yes, Rehan! You Muslim boys can chuso a Zubb very good!" said Malabari was he grasped Rehan's face and thrust in and out of his mouth. Rehan desperately tried to satisfy the Shudra. He did everything possible to make the Shudra climax. But the Shudra, despite becoming harder and harder, did not climax. "Rehan, can you smell your sister's sweet Kussi on my Zubb ?" asked Malabari, as he held Rehan's face firmly in his hands. Rehan recoiled in shock as he realized what Malabari was saying was true. Yes, that musky smell of the Goonda's big black Zubb was at least partly his sister's virgin Kussi! But Malabari's hands held Rehan's head firmly in place as he laughed. After a while, Rehan became accustomed to this thought also and resigned himself to satisfying the Shudra. "You know Rehan, it makes me garm if a Muslim boy chusos my Koon," said Malabari. With this, he turned around and presented his buttocks to Rehan. Rehan, considering that his beloved's virginity was at stake, finally dispelled any of his hesitation and forcefull dove bewteen the muscular black buttocks. He vigorously lapped at the musky black anal crack and the anus. "Clean it good, Safedoo!" ordered Malabari as he bent forward, allowing the Muslim boy's Zaban greater access to his anus and anal crack. Finally, once he felt the fair Aryan boy had done a good job of cleaning his anus, he then turned around again and made him chuso his Zubb again. Malabari looked at Zeba, Shehnaz and Farhan, the young Muslim children who he was previously the leader of. Now, they saw him chuso a Zubb. Malabari then said, "Now, I have given you enough time, you have failed!" Rehan panicked. "No!, Let me continue!" he begged. Malabari decided to use the rivalry between the two Muslim boys. "Farhan, count to one hundred for your friend Rehan here." Rehan hoped that Farhan would count slowly. Farhan was surprised at first. Yes, Rehan had forbidden him from enjoying Zeba. But Shehnaz was his own sister. If Rehan failed to satisfy the muscular Shudra, then his sweet sister Shehnaz would be deflowered by the Shudra. But if Rehan succeeded, his sister's honour was preserved, but then Rehan would be the boy to deflower and marry his sister Shehnaz. What should he do ? Farhan thought for a while. Then Farhan realized. Now that his sister Shehnaz had been educated about Kala Zubb (black penis) size, she would definitely want to bokk (copulate) with a Shudra or Sudani (Sudanese) man sooner or later. And it was all that stupid Rehan's fault. And Rehan had prevented him from enjoying Zeba, the girl he used to have garm dreams about each night. No, he would not let Rehan enjoy Shehnaz's virginity. Yes, the Shudra Goonda would end up deflowering his sister, he would at the same time be deflowering Rehan's beloved. While it would be humiliating for Farhan, the loss for Rehan was much much more. Farhan rapidly counted from one to a hundred in Farsi. Malabari could not understand the numbers, but he could very well make out the speed with which Farhan counted. So the younger Muslim boy actually wanted his Shudra Zubb to deflower his own sister! However, unknown to everybody present, the Malabari could control when he wanted to ejaculate. So it did not matter whether Farhan counted fast or slow - Malabari would be able to hold on anway. And he had decided before he set the whole game up, that he was going to deflower Shehnaz that day. But by setting up the game, he had fooled that silly boisterous Rehan into willingly sucking his penis in front of his sister and his friends. He knew that they would not respect him after that. And he knew that, when Shehnaz grew up into a respectable Muslim lady, she would never stay with Rehan. Malabari knew that respectable Muslim begums would never stay with a man who had fallen so low as to chuso another man's private part. In effect, he had made the silly Muslim boy destroy his own chances with Shehnaz forever. And now he was going to conquer her precious maidenhead, right in front of her pining lover! "Your time is up!" exclaimed Malabari as he tried to pull his Zubb from Rehan's mouth. But Rehan held on, tightly sucking the Kinaaf in his mouth and holding the base fast with both hands. The silly Mozoo boy was not letting go! "Farhan, pull him away," ordered Malabari. Farhan came to the kneeling Rehan and tried to pull him away. But still Rehan held on tight, desperate for a last moment miracle. "Hit him in his Khags (testicles)," said Malabari. Farhan immediately grabbed Rehan's vulnerable pink testicles and squeezed them. Rehan cried out in pain and let go of Malabari's genitals. Farhan then jumped onto Rehan and pulled him away from Malabari. Malabari laughed. The two fair boys had destroyed each others' chances that day. Their pathetic rivalries had meant that neither of them would enjoy a Kussi even on that day. He watched as Farhan tried to hold Rehan down, but Rehan was like a tiger. He was desperately trying to break free from Farhan's grip. Malabari hence ordered Zeba to go and help Farhan to keep down her brother. He watched as Zeba and Farhan both managed to then hold down Rehan. "Shut up, Zubb-Chus (cock-sucker) !" shouted Zeba as she helped Farhan hold her brother down. Rehan was shocked - never had any of the three dared to even question what he said. Yet, right then, two of his juniors had defied him and openly insulted him! Rehan then realized that what he had done some time earlier - the desperate sucking of the Shudra man's large Kala Zubb, and his licking of his Koon (anus), had irrevocably destroyed his standing amongst his juniors. With pain he looked over to the carpet he had brought, where the Shudra Goonda was slowly becoming more intimidate with his hitherto undefiled fair Muslim beloved. Meanwhile, Shehnaz, while scared of the enormous size of the Shudra Zubb, was no doubt attracted to the masculine Shudra who had so easily dominated her brother Farhan and her senior Rehan. Looking down, Shehnaz looked doubtfully at Malabari's enormous staff. He knew that Shehnaz had a small Kussi. In fact, it looked like the vagina of a baby girl. "Don't worry my love. We have a saying, 'Ist the Kussi oh so small and thin, still goes the thickest Zubb therein.' So, no need to worry." Slowly he positioned the shining Kinaaf of his thick penis against Shehnaz's tight virgin hole. Rubbing it along her white Aryan slit, the then pressed it against the tiny opening. "Solla, this is tight!" cursed Malabari as he pressed his Kinaaf against Shehnaz's Kussi. The little girl had started to violently move around and struggle against his grip. But his Kinaaf had not even touched her hymen. Quickly he gripped her hips with his powerful hands to keep them in place. Malabari knew that it would be very difficult to deflower Shehnaz. But he had considerable experience in deflowering Muslim virgins. The soft delicate body wiggled as his powerful Kala Kinaaf touched the small pink opening of her Kussi. Shehnaz was very scared of being split open by the powerful Shudra Lingam. Yet, at the same time she was so garm that her body was full of lust. She felt how Malabari slowly pulled his Zubb back, and then again entered her. She felt some slight pain as she felt his Kinaaf press against her tight virginly hymen. Then she felt him move in and out three times. Meanwhile, the close proximity of the Shudra Goonda's powerful black body, the feeling of his powerful Malabari muscles, the powerful musky smell of his masculine sweat, all excited the rosy-faced Aryan Muslim virgin. "Bokk me forever, you Dravidian God! Push your thick Zubb all the way in!" exclaimed Shehnaz as she eagerly pressed her white buttocks up against the strong Shudra. Hearing her invite him so eagerly, Malabari knew that the time was right to conquer her virginity. She felt Malabari's large Kala Kinaaf repeatedly pound against her delicate hymen. Then she heard him taunt Rehan again, shouting, "Watch, you dumb Safedoo! Watch as I take your girl's maidenhood!" Then she felt the powerful Dravidian shaft smash her hymen and penetrate into her tight virgin Kussi. She felt some pain, but then felt pleasure course through her body. The thick Shudra-Lund was inside of her, and was stretching out her hole. Malabari was now surprised. His Zubb was now half way into the young virginly Kussi. His black Minar bizarrely stuck into the white damsel-flesh. Her vaginal flesh stretched obscenely around his huge Kala Zubb. When he then saw his sweet Shehnaz wrap her white legs around Malabari's stout black body, and then lock her feet using her angles, he knew that she lusted after him. He watched in humiliation as the strong Shudra pumped his girl and conquered her. When he heard her tell the Shudra Goonda, "I love you, Malabari!" he knew he had lost her. Meanwhile, feeling that Rehan had given up all resistance, Zeba let go of him and walked towards her friend Shehnaz. "You know what, Rehan? I have stretched her Kussi out. She will never want an Aryan Doodool again!" exclaimed Malabari as he pounded Shehnaz. "Ya Allah, that looks so garm!" shouted Zeba, her eyes directed at the place where the powerful black Shudra Zubb stuck into her friend's tight pink Kussi. Playfully she stroked the large Kala Dravidian Lingam and the soft pink Kussi of her friend. Rehan moaned in frustration. That was definitely the worst day in his entire life. First, he had been humiliated when he lost the penis size competition, that too in front of his sister and his beloved. Then he failed to protect his sister's precious virginity and modesty. He had watched like a loser while the Shudra Goonda had conquered and defiled his pure sister Zeba and taken her precious maidenhead. His sister had looked up to him as the protector of her virtue, and he had miserably failed her. Worse still, he had lost the role of protector to the man who had taken her virginity. Then, worst of all, he had watched a strange man conquer his beloved's virginity in front of his very own eyes. And he had watch his rosy-faced Ashrafi Aryan beloved, whom he had courted and pined for so long, fall madly in love with another man. The man who had taken all of whatever he had, away, was that too a Kala Shudra Haramzada to boot. The most precious girls in his life - his sister, and his beloved - had been both taken away by the same Shudra Goonda, who had also taken away his pride and his integrity. He did not even feel like a man any more. Meanwhile, Malabari continued to pound the young Shehnaz till he finally ejaculated inside of her. He wanted to reward Farhan for his loyalty towards him, and for betraying his old leader Rehan. So he let Farhan chuso his thick Shudra Thukm (sperm) out of his sister's pink Kussi. Then Malabari ordered everybody to put on their clothes. The boys put on their pyjamas and the girls wore their shalwar kameez. Zeba and Shehnaz were proud to have been able to take the entire Zubb of one of the biggest Shudra Goondas of the mohalla. From that day onwards, the power structure in that group was changed forever. Malabari became the protector and leader of that group of friends and relatives. He in turn made sure that the boys were submissive to their sisters. The girls Zeba and Shehnaz enjoyed the new arrangement immensely, for they loved the long and thick black Shudra Zubb of Malabari, as well as the new-found power over their once-dominant brothers. Moreover, Malabari did a good job of protecting the group, something Rehan could not do very well. Seeing the group almost always accompanied by a stout Kala Shudra Goonda, the other Shudras and Muslim boys and girls dared not come in their way. Their parents wondered why the brothers had suddenly become so submissive towards their sisters, but never found the answer. The End