18-12-2023, 01:57 AM
UPDATE 5
Recap -
Then she saw that her tormentor signal-led towards a location, Kriti’s eyes followed his signal and a small smile appeared on her face, she nodded her head and walked back to her apartment.
Now continue -
Part A
Kriti was walking towards the rear gate of the apartment complex, she was in fear what if someone from the complex apartments saw her at that time of night walking to the back entrance.
But all these risks felt to her worth taking, she anyhow wanted to confront her tormentor. But she also wasn’t sure why she was so desperate to meet him, although her logical mind kept reminding her that she just wanted to meet her tormentor to gave him a piece of her mind.
But deep down she knew that it was just a cover up logic she was giving herself to convince her to meet the tormentor because she had serious doubt about her ability now whether she would be able to confront him as she desperately want. A corner of her mind telling her that she was loosing the battle without even fighting. She knew beforehand the end result of their meeting but still she kept moving towards the location where the tormentor signaled her to meet.
A few minutes later she was standing before the back entrance of the society complex. There was complete darkness behind the gate. She got scared for the moment and refrain herself to move forward but the itch, that deep itch between her legs gave her the courage to move forward, she dragged her legs, she looked around to make sure no one was looking at her that a famous bollywood actress trying to exit the society complex at 3 am in the morning via the back gate that also like thief.
Once she was sure no one was there, she unlatched the gate and came out in the dark alley behind the society complex. She was looking around for her tormentor but he was no where is sight. She was kinda disappointed, an unknown fear took over her, a fear of What if he ditched her again?. She frantically looked around for him. But her efforts went in vain.
She moved further from the gate into the darkness of the alley, but still the tormentor was no where in sight. She moved a little further and her left feet went inside a dirty smelly pot hole that was filled with litter. Kriti Sanon cursed herself. Although if she was in her right frame of mind she might have give up by now, but today she was not.
She ignored her dirty feet and moved further into the darkness, beads of sweat formed on her for-head, her breathing was fast due to a mix of fear and excitement. The excitement of meeting her tormentor to get tormented again.
Suddenly a hand wrapped around her mouth, which suppress her cry, then another hand grabbed her petite right boob harshly. Kriti felt the pain but she also immediately knew it was her tormentor. As soon as the fact registered into her brain, her pussy started moistening again.
“aa gai tu” a cold stern voice of her tormentor shattered her trance. “me muh se haath hataunga chilana mat” the tormentor again gave her the command, this was the first time she heard his voice. She was amazed by how manly and dominating his voice was.
She slightly nodded in agreement, the tormentor removed his hand. “chal mere peeche aa” he again gave her order and to her dismay she followed the command. She was walking behind a shadow figure of her tormentor, although her logical mind was shouting to Kriti to stop and confront him right there. But for some reason she neglected her logical mind’s argument and kept following her tormentor.
Soon the tormentor stopped in front of an abandoned room, the room was almost on the verge of collapsing with the wall’s plaster was cracking and flaking. She was thinking what might be the purpose of this room on this isolated alley. But her train of thoughts soon shattered by the sound of unlatching of door. The tormentor opened the gate and told her “chal ander”. This time also she also followed the command without a single word.
She went inside and was greeted by a very pungent and disgusted smell. She looked around to found out that someone was residing in that room as in one corner there was a cot while on the other corner there was a small kitchen setup. Although the room was so small that barely two people can stand at the same time.
She heard the door behind her latched again, and she heard the footsteps of her tormentor were getting close. Soon a hand was on her shoulder, a thrilled sensation crawled down her spine to her naughty pussy. She slowly started turning her head, a excitement was forming inside her to see her tormentor face for the first time.
Although the room was poorly lit by a low voltage bulb in one corner but it was enough to see. But as soon as she turned her face, her tormentor switch off the bulb, an annoyed frown appeared on her face, she wasn’t sure why he was playing this game? Why the fuck he don’t show his face to her? But all those thoughts were remain in her head; she didn’t dare to shout them loud.
Then she felt her tormentor hand on her back, a shiver crawled up her spine. The hand started moving on her back like a snake and suddenly he grabbed her right ass cheeks. The grip was not slack but it was a firm one, like he wanted to convey that he meant business. Kriti definitely know what kind of business he might be interested in.
She started to say something but before that a thick strong finger was on her soft lips, she got it that he didn’t want her to say anything and she obliged. Then his another hand firmly griped her left humble bun. A moan escaped her lips this time, the situation again started taking hold of her, her naughty pussy started secreting the thick white juice of womanhood.
“kya chati hai?” the manly voice of him broke her trance. Her logical mind kicks in, the logical mind shouted at Kriti to told him that she wants to end all this and if he didn’t obliged what she wants, she would report him to authorities. But instead of giving him a piece of her mind, she shusheds her logical mind and involuntarily grabbed the back of his head.
A chortle was heard from the tormentor. Kriti Sanon got shy as she analyzed that in the height of excitement, she involuntarily hold his head and started moving it towards her lips, she wanted a deep french kiss from her tormentor.
“bata kya chati hai? Kyu aai hai yaha?” the tormentor inquired. She didn’t have any answer. She didn’t know why she was there exactly? She remained shushed.
“chudna(get fucked) chati hai kya?” the tormentor asked her again. Kriti Sanon, the famous, pro-feminist bollywood top actress couldn’t believe her ears. Did this low class creep really talking to her like a cheap whore(randi).
She wanted to show him his stature(aukat) in front of her by giving him a tight slap but instead a meek “nahi(no)” escaped her soft and luscious lips.
“chudna nahi chati to raat ke 3 baje kyu aai thi mujhe dhudne?” he again used the derogatory language with the famous bollywood actress Kriti Sanon.
“bas waise hi milne” this time she answered in a meek tone. “kyu tera yaar lagta hu kya mai, jo adhi raat mere se milne aai chupke-chupke? Hahaha” the tormentor again asked her question. Kriti Sanon was getting ashamed because of his derogatory remarks, but due to some reason she felt spineless before him. She felt like she was her puppet doll and he can use her whatever way he likes.
“bata na? Yaar hu kya me tera?” He asked with a chortle. She remained silent. “agar me tera yaar nahi hu to chal nika yaha se” he holds her hand and started pulling her towards the door.
Kriti was shook to reality by sudden dragging, her logical mind telling her it was a good thing, but her body revolted against it, she hushed her logical mind. She didn’t want to be away from him, she knew she needs his touch on her body without that she can’t cum.
With each passing second the distance to gate was getting shorter and shorter. Kriti knew she had to take a decision else he would throw her out of that smelly and clumsy room. She also knew there was only one way to stop him from doing so, she has to surrender totally to his demands.
“ha ho” she answered with shaky voice. As soon as the tormentor heard that he stopped in his tracks. Since the room was dark she couldn’t see whether he was looking at her or not but she was happy that at least he was not going to throw her out of that dirty and smelly room.
TORMENTOR
Kya bola? Kya hu me tera? Fir se bol
Kriti Sanon realized what she said in the height of the fear of being thrown out of the room. She remained shushed for few moments but then again she felt his hand on her biceps like he’s going to push her out of room again.
KRITI SANON
Yaar ho na aap mere...
She heard a chortle.
TORMENTOR
Ab aai na sali kutiya tu line par haramzadi hahaha
She felt ashamed of getting those derogatory remarks again by the tormentor. She couldn’t believe where her self-esteem had gone, how a top notch bollywood actress like her can tolerate such disrespect from a low life creep. But despite what her logical mind saying, she knew her body had already surrender to him, and it doesn’t matter now what he wants her to say and do, she will tolerate all the disrespect.
To be continued ...
Recap -
Then she saw that her tormentor signal-led towards a location, Kriti’s eyes followed his signal and a small smile appeared on her face, she nodded her head and walked back to her apartment.
Now continue -
Part A
Kriti was walking towards the rear gate of the apartment complex, she was in fear what if someone from the complex apartments saw her at that time of night walking to the back entrance.
But all these risks felt to her worth taking, she anyhow wanted to confront her tormentor. But she also wasn’t sure why she was so desperate to meet him, although her logical mind kept reminding her that she just wanted to meet her tormentor to gave him a piece of her mind.
But deep down she knew that it was just a cover up logic she was giving herself to convince her to meet the tormentor because she had serious doubt about her ability now whether she would be able to confront him as she desperately want. A corner of her mind telling her that she was loosing the battle without even fighting. She knew beforehand the end result of their meeting but still she kept moving towards the location where the tormentor signaled her to meet.
A few minutes later she was standing before the back entrance of the society complex. There was complete darkness behind the gate. She got scared for the moment and refrain herself to move forward but the itch, that deep itch between her legs gave her the courage to move forward, she dragged her legs, she looked around to make sure no one was looking at her that a famous bollywood actress trying to exit the society complex at 3 am in the morning via the back gate that also like thief.
Once she was sure no one was there, she unlatched the gate and came out in the dark alley behind the society complex. She was looking around for her tormentor but he was no where is sight. She was kinda disappointed, an unknown fear took over her, a fear of What if he ditched her again?. She frantically looked around for him. But her efforts went in vain.
She moved further from the gate into the darkness of the alley, but still the tormentor was no where in sight. She moved a little further and her left feet went inside a dirty smelly pot hole that was filled with litter. Kriti Sanon cursed herself. Although if she was in her right frame of mind she might have give up by now, but today she was not.
She ignored her dirty feet and moved further into the darkness, beads of sweat formed on her for-head, her breathing was fast due to a mix of fear and excitement. The excitement of meeting her tormentor to get tormented again.
Suddenly a hand wrapped around her mouth, which suppress her cry, then another hand grabbed her petite right boob harshly. Kriti felt the pain but she also immediately knew it was her tormentor. As soon as the fact registered into her brain, her pussy started moistening again.
“aa gai tu” a cold stern voice of her tormentor shattered her trance. “me muh se haath hataunga chilana mat” the tormentor again gave her the command, this was the first time she heard his voice. She was amazed by how manly and dominating his voice was.
She slightly nodded in agreement, the tormentor removed his hand. “chal mere peeche aa” he again gave her order and to her dismay she followed the command. She was walking behind a shadow figure of her tormentor, although her logical mind was shouting to Kriti to stop and confront him right there. But for some reason she neglected her logical mind’s argument and kept following her tormentor.
Soon the tormentor stopped in front of an abandoned room, the room was almost on the verge of collapsing with the wall’s plaster was cracking and flaking. She was thinking what might be the purpose of this room on this isolated alley. But her train of thoughts soon shattered by the sound of unlatching of door. The tormentor opened the gate and told her “chal ander”. This time also she also followed the command without a single word.
She went inside and was greeted by a very pungent and disgusted smell. She looked around to found out that someone was residing in that room as in one corner there was a cot while on the other corner there was a small kitchen setup. Although the room was so small that barely two people can stand at the same time.
She heard the door behind her latched again, and she heard the footsteps of her tormentor were getting close. Soon a hand was on her shoulder, a thrilled sensation crawled down her spine to her naughty pussy. She slowly started turning her head, a excitement was forming inside her to see her tormentor face for the first time.
Although the room was poorly lit by a low voltage bulb in one corner but it was enough to see. But as soon as she turned her face, her tormentor switch off the bulb, an annoyed frown appeared on her face, she wasn’t sure why he was playing this game? Why the fuck he don’t show his face to her? But all those thoughts were remain in her head; she didn’t dare to shout them loud.
Then she felt her tormentor hand on her back, a shiver crawled up her spine. The hand started moving on her back like a snake and suddenly he grabbed her right ass cheeks. The grip was not slack but it was a firm one, like he wanted to convey that he meant business. Kriti definitely know what kind of business he might be interested in.
She started to say something but before that a thick strong finger was on her soft lips, she got it that he didn’t want her to say anything and she obliged. Then his another hand firmly griped her left humble bun. A moan escaped her lips this time, the situation again started taking hold of her, her naughty pussy started secreting the thick white juice of womanhood.
“kya chati hai?” the manly voice of him broke her trance. Her logical mind kicks in, the logical mind shouted at Kriti to told him that she wants to end all this and if he didn’t obliged what she wants, she would report him to authorities. But instead of giving him a piece of her mind, she shusheds her logical mind and involuntarily grabbed the back of his head.
A chortle was heard from the tormentor. Kriti Sanon got shy as she analyzed that in the height of excitement, she involuntarily hold his head and started moving it towards her lips, she wanted a deep french kiss from her tormentor.
“bata kya chati hai? Kyu aai hai yaha?” the tormentor inquired. She didn’t have any answer. She didn’t know why she was there exactly? She remained shushed.
“chudna(get fucked) chati hai kya?” the tormentor asked her again. Kriti Sanon, the famous, pro-feminist bollywood top actress couldn’t believe her ears. Did this low class creep really talking to her like a cheap whore(randi).
She wanted to show him his stature(aukat) in front of her by giving him a tight slap but instead a meek “nahi(no)” escaped her soft and luscious lips.
“chudna nahi chati to raat ke 3 baje kyu aai thi mujhe dhudne?” he again used the derogatory language with the famous bollywood actress Kriti Sanon.
“bas waise hi milne” this time she answered in a meek tone. “kyu tera yaar lagta hu kya mai, jo adhi raat mere se milne aai chupke-chupke? Hahaha” the tormentor again asked her question. Kriti Sanon was getting ashamed because of his derogatory remarks, but due to some reason she felt spineless before him. She felt like she was her puppet doll and he can use her whatever way he likes.
“bata na? Yaar hu kya me tera?” He asked with a chortle. She remained silent. “agar me tera yaar nahi hu to chal nika yaha se” he holds her hand and started pulling her towards the door.
Kriti was shook to reality by sudden dragging, her logical mind telling her it was a good thing, but her body revolted against it, she hushed her logical mind. She didn’t want to be away from him, she knew she needs his touch on her body without that she can’t cum.
With each passing second the distance to gate was getting shorter and shorter. Kriti knew she had to take a decision else he would throw her out of that smelly and clumsy room. She also knew there was only one way to stop him from doing so, she has to surrender totally to his demands.
“ha ho” she answered with shaky voice. As soon as the tormentor heard that he stopped in his tracks. Since the room was dark she couldn’t see whether he was looking at her or not but she was happy that at least he was not going to throw her out of that dirty and smelly room.
TORMENTOR
Kya bola? Kya hu me tera? Fir se bol
Kriti Sanon realized what she said in the height of the fear of being thrown out of the room. She remained shushed for few moments but then again she felt his hand on her biceps like he’s going to push her out of room again.
KRITI SANON
Yaar ho na aap mere...
She heard a chortle.
TORMENTOR
Ab aai na sali kutiya tu line par haramzadi hahaha
She felt ashamed of getting those derogatory remarks again by the tormentor. She couldn’t believe where her self-esteem had gone, how a top notch bollywood actress like her can tolerate such disrespect from a low life creep. But despite what her logical mind saying, she knew her body had already surrender to him, and it doesn’t matter now what he wants her to say and do, she will tolerate all the disrespect.
To be continued ...
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