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Title: How Nazia Begum Humbled the Rich Zamindar
Author: Moollah Nizamoollah Najm Asaf-Jah "Hazrat Shudralingayat" (His Highness the Shudra Penis-Worshipper)
Code: mfsm, shudra, navab
In the name of Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful. By the Apostles of the Faith, by the
Timurid Caliphate, the glorious Mughal Shahanshahate, the greatest Empire the world hath ever
seen!
It is related that once upon a time, a handsome Zamindar Shams-oor-Rehman sat at the corner
of a large royal hall. A Zamindar at the court of Nizam Abdullah Khan, he was very wealthy. He
stared at Nazia Begum, the beautiful Muslim dancer, who was performing an erotic Islamic
belly-dance in the center of the room. Many dancers had performed that night, and after
dancing their part, mingled with the audience to meet the hungry and wealthy Navabs, Nizams
and Zamindars who so desired their company. Yet, he had fallen madly in love with Nazia Begum.
As he looked around, he saw one of the dancers, seated on an Oudhi divan, surrounded by three
Navabs, all vying for her attention. His attention drifted back to Nazia. As she wiggled her
belly, he ogled her large boobs, which almost bulged out of her kurti, and wondered how it
would feel to slide his Zubb back and forth between those large succulent globes of white
Aryan Muslim flesh. Her lips were bright coral-red, and he thought how wonderful it would be
to slide his Zubb between them. When she lifted her legs, which were covered in tight
shalwars, he prayed to Allah that he would be granted the honour of inserting his Zubb into
her precious Musulmani Kussi (vagina).
After her dance, she entered among the seated courtiers. Zamindar Rehman signalled to her. Two or
three men signalled her at the same time, and she stood for a while, choosing the lucky Muslim
nobleman she would bestow her favours on. Rehman Sahib waited anxiously, hoping she would choose him,
He had been attempting to meet the lovely Nazia Begum for the last few fortnights, but she had always
selected another man. He prayed to Allah that he would be lucky this time.
When she walked up to him, he felt himself extremely lucky. Her tight blue kurti (blouse) amply
displayed the outlines of her large breasts, setting off her creamy-white belly. Her tight red shalwar
trousers hugged her legs, accentuating her large hips. She stood next to him, towering above his
seated form.
"My Dear Lovely Nazia Begum, ever since I first saw you dance six fortnights ago, my heart has been
aflamed with love of you," he told her.
Smiling in his face, she sat down near him on the divan. He courted her for much of the rest of the
night. Finally, after reciting poem after poem and praising Nazia Begum to the sky, he decided to make
his move.
"My Dear Nazia, ever since you started your dance my Minar has been piously erect, eager to enter
your sacred love-grotto," he told her, looking up at her face.
"O my great Mughal hero, O son of Teymoor the Conqueror! You shall get all that you desire and much
more if you come to my ishq-mahal (love palace)," she told him, swaying her hips seductively.
His face immediately lit up, delighted at her quick response. She took his arm, and pulled him out
of the room. At the outskirts of the mahal, she covered her face with her blue face-veil dupatta, and
called for her palanquin. The palanquin, born by four black-skinned muscular Shudra slaves, arrived
soon. Nazia and Rehman entered it, and were soon being carried to their destination.
Rehman was a bit worried about leaving the palace. He asked, "Nazia, we could have gone to my rooms
inside the palace also. You know the Nizam discourages us from going outside the palace."
"Surely, my brave Teymooree hero is not afraid of any robbers on the way ?" she asked as she opened
his trouser-string and pulled out his flaccid Aryan penis from his pyjamas.
"No, no, of course not !" he gasped.
"Silly boy," she said quietly to herself as she stroked his pink Minar. The curtains of the palanquin
hustled upwards due to a gush of wind, giving the outside world a glimpse of the beautiful Mughal
dancer stroking the Zamindar's penis to erection inside.
Suddenly, the palanquin stopped, Nazia opened the curtain and said, "We have arrived." Rehman
hastily put his organ back into his shalwar trousers and tied them up before descending from the
palanquin. The palace was huge, a veritable Timurid palace. Rehman estimated that it must have
contained 40 rooms. As they entered the mahal, he gasped. The place was sumptuous. Gilded paintings
covered the walls. Persian carpetting covered the entire floor.
"Do you like my little house ?" Nazia asked.
"It is fantastic !"
"Wait until you see the bedroom that I have furnished for us !"
They climbed the stairs. Nazia strode in front of him towards a darwaza (door) made of solid silver and studded
with precious diamonds from Golconda, and jewels from Rajputana.
"By Allah, verily, 'tis worth a fortune !"
"Yes, Rehman Sahib. All given to me by admiring men who have enjoyed what thou arst about to enjoy !"
she said as she turned towards him. He noticed for the first time that she was slightly taller than
him. Her actual height was not that great, but her heeled harem-slippers and her large Persian turban
with a square base added to her height.
She then commanded him, "Open the darwaza (door) !"
He pushed the door. It quietly swung open. They both stepped inside the room, and Nazia closed the
door, quietly locking it from within with a pad-lock. Rehman was too busy studying the room to hear
the lock close.
There were candles lighting up the entire room to full brightness. The first object that caught the attention
of Zamindar Rehman was the Shudra Blackamoor lying on the large rectangular bed. One knee was raised beneath
the ivory sheet which covered his entire body, save his deformed head. But why was that ugly Shudra Blackamoor
man there on Nazia Begum's precious bed, he wondered.
Before he could ask any questions, Nazia Begum walked up to the Shudra and pulled off the sheet from his body to
reveal the Shudra's mother-naked body. Rehman gasped as he realised that it was not his knee which had been
raised, but a huge black Shudra penis standing straight up in full erection like a pillar ! The Shudra male was
somewhat below average height, about five and a half foot tall, but was very muscular. His hands behind his head
which had a thick nose and broad lips, he smiled at Zamindar Rehman who was staring at his monstrous erect
love-organ in sheer disbelief. Not only was the Shudra man's penis more than a foot long, it was thicker than his
arm !
With fear and alarm spreading through his mind, Rehman then hurried back to the darwaza and tried to
open it. No matter what he did, it did not open. Nazia Begum and the hideous Shudra laughed.
"Let me out ! Let me go !" he demanded.
"What did you say ?" Nazia Begum asked.
"I said let me out !" Rehman shouted back.
"You address me as Begum Nazia, you understand ? And my Shudra Ghulam here is a master for you, so you
him call Malabari Saheb. And his magnificent Zubb as Telugu Sahib!" she hissed.
"What ? I don't have to take any orders from any tawaif ! And definitely not from any short Kalloo !"
Rehman beamed.
Nazia quietly said, "Malabari, teach him some manners."
In a frightening moment Malabari jumped up from the bed. Seeing the very muscular Dravidian
man approach him, Rehman felt very scared. The enormous Shudra Zubb made him feel inferior and
emasculated, and he felt his manhood and will to resist slip away. In a single leap, the black
Shudra Naukar (servant) had crushed the fair-skinned Muslim Zamindar onto the ground. Rehman
struggled, but realised that the Shudra possessed super-human strength. Pinned under the
muscular black body, he could not move. He struggled in vain for a while, and then noticed
that breathing was becoming difficult.
"If you desire to resist, I shall make my Kala Shudra Goonda (black Shudra thug) beat your
weakling Safedoo body into a kofta (meat-ball) and make you into chutney. If you agree to our
wishes, then nothing shall happen to you. What do you want ?" asked Nazia Begum.
Rehman had no choice. From beneath the heavy Shudra's body, he said, "Ya Allah! Please, let
me go ! I shall do whatever you want. Whatever sum of money you desire !"
"Stupid Safedoo ! Why did you not address me properly ?" she screamed.
"I am sorry, Nazia Begum. What do you, Nazia Begum and Malik Malabari Sahib want ?" he sniveled.
Nazia Begum and Malabari laughed.
"All you Safedoo boys think you are so superior. Now, that will change. Malabari, let the pink pig
go, I think he will behave now," said Nazia Begum.
Malabari returned to his bed, and lay himself down in his orignal position, whilst Nazia Begum
stripped off her shalwar kameez. Standing mother-naked as she was made, she then asked Rehman,
"Do you want to stick your Kotak Safedoo Doodool (dwarf white cock) into my Safedi Aryani Qoosi
(white Aryan vagina) ?" teased Nazia Begum.
Rehman thought that, perhaps, his prayers to Allah had been answered.
"Yes, Begum Nazia," he hissed.
"Do you actually desire to stick your little Safed Doodool into my garm (hot) Safedi Qoosi ?"
Staring at her wonderful creamy-white Mughal body, he said, "Yes, Nazia Begum."
Nazia walked up to Malabari. "Now let me introduce you to Malabari, my Shudra Ghulam and my Darwan
(door-guard). He is a low-caste wrestler from Malbhum in Jharkhand, a region, like Malabar, famous for
its strong Shudra wrestlers. In fact, Mal-bhum, like Malabari, means "wrestler-land" in the local
language. As you can see, he has good muscles. I purchased him from one of my begum-friends." She then
grabbed his giant erect black pillar with her hand. "Now look at my Kala slave's Shudra-Zubb. Do you
see it, Safedoo ?"
"Yes, Nazia Begum."
"Now look at your pathetic little Safedoo. Which is bigger ?" Rehman realised that indeed, his short pink Aryan
Doodool (boy-prick) was a tiny piece of nothing compared to the Dravidian super-penis in front of him.
"By Allah, that Shudra-lund is bigger than my short red Arya-lund, Nazia Begum," he admitted in shame.
"Good Boy, now you are learning. Now, when a Safedi Aurat sees a Kalloo and a Safedoo, which one does
she bokk ?" asked Nazia forcefully.
"She will bokk (copulate) the big Telugu of the Shudra man," stammered Rehman.
"And you fool thought that you had a chance with me ?" snapped back Nazia Begum.
"Now, today, for the first time in your life, you will see a real Aurat mate with a real Aadmi!" she
exclaimed.
Nazia smiled, and then stood on the bed, with both feet on either side of the Shudra man. She placed
her hand into her mouth, and moistened her Qoosi with her saliva. Then she slowly descended onto
Malabari's fat black Shudra penis and slowly seated herself upon it. Rehman was astonished as she
swallowed up the entire black shaft into her Kussi. Nazia slowly began to pump her ivory body up and
down on the jet-black Shudra monster beneath her. Aromas of copulation filled the room and Rehman's
little pink Doodool became erect as he watched Nazia Begum's hot Qoosi swallowing and releasing the
huge uncircumcised Kala Lund.
Rehman stroked his small pink Aryan pintle in the rhythm of the powerful copulation scene before him.
With her feet planted firmly on the ground, Nazia Begum continued to bokk up and down, with the rest
of her perfect body perpendicular to the diwan. Soon, the sight was too much for Rehman, and he
ejaculated onto the floor with a shout.
Immediately, Nazia Begum stopped copulating with Malabari. She then dismounted from the Shudra and
then jumped onto the Zamindar like a tigress. She was hitting and kicking his body as he cowered in
the corner. "You stupid Safedoo ! How dare you spill your useless Thukm (semen) on my floor ?"
"I am sorry, Begum Nazia !" sobbed Rehman, but she continued to hit him. Then she kicked his Khags
(testicles) with her foot, and Rehman fell onto the floor, grasping his paining testicles. She then
continued to call him filthy names. As she continued to hit him and abuse him, his little Arya-Lund
became hard again.
Upon seeing this, Nazia said, "What is this ? It seemeth our little Safedoo ghulam needs to be
satisfied !"
With this, Malabari sat up on the bed, stroking his splendid Shudralund.
"Stand up, and bend over, pink pig !" ordered Nazia Begum.
Humbly, and his spirits broken, Rehman stood up, and bent over. As he stood nanga in front of the
Mughal dancer and her Shudra slave, they both giggled.
"How pathetic your little Safed Doodool looks compared to Malabari's Kala Zubb!" Nazia teased him.
Malabari stood up and approached Rehman's Koon (arse). Looking at Rehman's pink Koon, he began rubbing
his massive Dravidian Kinaaf [ cock-head ] against Rehman's Koon-slit.
"I am not a Koonee, Nazia Begum, please ! I am not a Koonee !"
"Liar ! All you Safedoos are Koonees in front of Kalloos !" she screamed back at him, pushing his
head onto the ground. He was thereby forced onto all fours, and Nazia Begum stood on his hands,
pushing his shoulders down with her own dainty palms. With he Muslim Zamindar thus immobilized,
Malabari slid his giant Kala Shudra Zubb into Rehman's pink Musulman Koon.
Rehman screamed in fear and pain at the first Shudra Lund to penetrate his Koon. Malabari grabbed his
waist and started to bokk Rehman from behind. Malabari's heavy Dravidian Khags slapped against Gandu
Rehman's Nabur. After a few long strokes, Rehman's Koon started to become lubricated and relaxed, and
Rehman soon started enjoying the performance. His small pink Doodool became hard as Malabari slid his
stiff Shudra-Lund up and down Rehman's backside!
"Look at this Safedoo Gandoo! His little Doodool is getting hard ! How disgusting ! He actually likes
a Kalloo to chod his Qoon !" Nazia exclaimed as Malabari slid his huge Kala Shudra Zubb into Rehman's
pink Koon.
Malabari continued to pound the fair Zamindar and humble his manhood. Then he moaned and sighed as he
finally pumped his pure Shudra baby-juice into Rehman. Malabari pulled his Zubb out of Rehman's Qoon
and then pushed him onto the floor.
"Let the short-lund pig sleep on the floor," commanded Begum Nazia.
With this Nazia Begum and Malabari returned to the diwan. Rehman could hear the grunts and groans of
their love-making but was too exhausted to see them. Humbled, he went to sleep.
Rehman awoke to find the Mughal dancer standing over him, completely naked from the love-making of
the night. She was nudging his face with her naked ivory foot. Inhaling the wondrous vapour distilled
from her white foot, he greedily stuck out his tongue to get a taste of her lovely toes.
"Wake up, Kotak-Doodool dog! Put on your dress !" she exclaimed.
"Which dress ?" he asked.
"Here, your Banu-dress !" she exclaimed as she threw him a lehenga [ skirt ] and blouse.
"O Begum, how can I wear these ?" he asked as he looked at the feminine garments.
"All weakling Safedoo Gandoos wear them, Haramzada ! You are now my Safedoo Gandoo Ghulam and you
will obey every order which your superior Safedi Begum tells you to do !" she snapped.
Humbly Rehman dressed into the red lehenga and violet blouse.
"From my experience with Safedoo Gandoos, I know that wearing female clothing releases their hidden
desires. Sucking fat black Shudra-Lunds comes naturally then," she told him as she applied bright red
lipstick to his lips.
Once finished, she pulled him to Malabari, who was lying on the bed nanga (naked), his huge Telugu
lying flaccid between his legs. Even in this quiescent state it was larger than Rehman's when erect.
"Malabari, meet our new maid-servant !" Nazia shouted as she pushed Rehman to the bed. Then she
pulled up his lehenga, exposing his little pink Aryan Doodool pointing upwards. Nazia and Malabari
exploded in laughter.
"So cute and sweet, it looks just like a girl's clitoris," Nazia said as she stroked his little
Doodool.
"Would you like me to drain it of its semen ?" asked Nazia Begum.
"Oh yes, Nazia Begum," begged Rehman, savouring the feeling of Nazia's delicate and feminine white
hand around his Zubb.
"Then get on your knees, you Safedoo Gandoo !" she shouted as she pushed him down onto the floor.
Malabari the Darwan got up and placed his flaccid Kala Shudra-Lund menacingly in front of Rehman's
face. Rehman noticed that, up close, the gigantic Shudra Zubb seemed even larger than before. It was
the kind of penis he would have loved to have between his legs, not in front of his face.
"Chuso on the Shudralund, you Safedoo Koonee ! Take that Kala Zubb into your Banu-mouth !" the
beautiful Begum ordered.
The strong unwashed smell of the uncircumcised Shudra Penis repelled Rehman, who frowned in disgust.
Nazia pressed her fingers into Rehman's cheeks, making his mouth open, and then pushed his face into
Malabari's black groin. Malabari stood still and aimed his Dravidian love-weapon at the fair
Zamindar's mouth opening. The flaccid Shudra-Lund went into the Zamindar's fair mouth as Nazia Begum
continued to push the Zamindar's head towards Malabari. Slowly, Rehman began to chuso (suck) it. As
the Kol Gurz (club) gradually grew in size, it forced his jaws and lips to strain wide open in order
to accomodate the growing monster. Nazia held his face in place, and Malabari's huge black Shudra
erection grew into Rehman's throat. Rehman's mouth and jaws ached in pain. He could not believe how
enormous the sub-human horse-like appendage of the Shudra Ghulam was.
Then Malabari, grabbing hold of Rehman's head, began to pump his Telugu (Dravidian penis) in and out
of the Koonee's mouth. Rehman felt the thick Malabari veins sliding against his lips while the dirty
black Zubb of the Darwan slid down his throat. Malabari's heavy black Khags slapped against his chin
as he pumped his horse-lund in and out.
Slowly, Malabari began to moan with every stroke, His Dravidian Zubb grew hotter and hotter. Then,
with a strong thrust, Malabari pumped his Shudra-Lund all the way into Rehman's throat and ejected the
pure Kol baby-juice in huge sprays. Rehman swallowed all of it. So much semen was ejected into his
mouth that it started to run from his nose.
Malabari pulled his lund from Rehman's throat and wiped it across his face.
"Thank you, Mallik Malabari Sahib, Than you for you wonderful Shudralund," said Rehman meekly.
Nazia Begum then lay back on the diwan, spreading her legs to expose her wonderfully fat hairy Qoosi.
"Now, Safedoo, do you want to choos my Qoosi?" she asked Rehman. The fair Musulman Zamindar
immediately buried his face between her legs, and buried his tongue between her Qoosi-lips. He sucked
the juices dripping from her hot, open Qoosi.
Meanwhile, Malabari was stroking his oily Shudra-Lund. He walked over, and whilst Rehman was choosing
Nazia's choot, he placed his Kala Zubb at the opening of Rehman's Qoon. Rehman was now happy at the
approach of Malabari, and pushed his Nabur back as the Kalloo inserted his huge Zubb into his pink
Qoon. Nazia Begum held his head tight between her legs as Malabari bokked Rehman from behind.
Suddenly, Nazia Begum pulled his head away and stood up. Then, bending her legs she pushed Rehman's
head into her twat once again.
"Now, drink my pishab, you Safedoo Gandoo !" she shouted.
"O my Begum, please honour me with a hot stream of your holy pishab !" Rehman exclaimed.
Nazia then ejected a hot stream of her urine into the Zamindar's mouth. Rehman groand and drank all
of it. All the while, Malabari was bokking him from behind. After emptying her bladder into Rehman's
mouth, Nazia then turned around, and shoved Rehman's mouth into her fat Nabur (buttocks).
"Now, you Safedoo, eat my holy goo (shit) ! If you spill any, I swear you will suffer !" she shouted.
Rehman inserted his tongue into her Koon, between the spread-open white anal crack. Soon, he had
tasted a huge shit-log coming out of her Qoon. Nazia grunted and pushed the huge brown shit-log
directly into Rehman's mouth and down into his throat. Log after juicy log of fat woman-dung emptied
from Nazia's fat Nabur until she finally had an orgasm as she shoved the last one into Rehman's mouth.
Simultaneously, Malabari ejaculated into Rehman's Qoon. Meanwhile, Rehman's Doodool had shrivelled up
to its smallest size, having long ejaculated the full contents of his little pink Aryan Khags. All
three collapsed onto the floor.
The next day, Rehman departed from Nazia Begum's mahal, a changed man. The Begum forced him to leave
behind his precious necklace, valuable trinkets and all of the coins he had. He felt like one-tenth
the man he was when he entered Nazia Begum's mahal. In particular, he paid much more respect to women
and Shudras, a fact which delighted his own Bibi and the Shudra Naukars on his Zamindari.
The End