Adultery God Save The Devil by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Arushi was nervous going to the trustee's office. Her character was such that anything other than routine would make her nervous.

Knock, knock.

Arnab called her in and asked her to sit. He appeared to be busy. Fact was that he was deliberately acting to be busy. The whole effort was being made to ensure that the university was empty before he started to talk to her.

Arnab: "Arushi, I wanted to talk something important with you. What do you feel about our university here?"

Arushi: "Sir, I have never been to any other university before but I can say that this is the most comfortable place a student can desire."

Arnab: "What do you feel about the quality of students, professors and everything else?"

Arushi could not gather at all where Arnab was leading this conversation to.

Arushi: "Sir, all I can say is that the professors are the best I could ever think of. Students are also very decent and helpful."

Arnab: "Do you think parents play an important role in making the students - good human beings?"

Arushi: "Yes Sir, undoubtedly."

Arnab: "Arushi, I know you are a very hard working, warm and friendly person."

Arushi was getting nervous for many reasons. The topic was making her very. The strangers in his office while the discussion was happening made her ponder too. The biggest worry for her was - how would she go back to her home, her university bus would have left by now.

Arnab: "You must be wondering why I am telling you all this. Don't take me otherwise Arushi. What I am going to ask you further will probably hurt your emotions and sentiments but I have to ask for the sake of my university. We take a lot of pride in maintaining the quality of our university. You students and your parent play an important part too."

Arushi felt a desire to use the washroom.

Arnab:"These gentlemen told me something about your family. If any of it is true, I am afraid the university will have to expel you."

Arushi went cold understanding that the whole topic of discussion was her family.

Arushi: "Sir, I am sure there is some mistake. My parents would never do anything to defame themselves."

Manoj handed Arnab the envelope. Arnab passed a picture to Arushi. Arushi's felt blood drain from her body seeing the pictures.

Arushi: "Sir, this is some trick photography. I am sure these are not my parents. They would never do such a thing."

Arnab passed another picture to her.

Arnab: "This is what I told them as well. These guys were very emphatic so I called you to clarify. Should I call your parents if you are feeling odd to discuss the topic?"

Arushi's mind was too numb at the moment. She looked over the pictures, the whole set. Arnab, Manoj and Ayub's eye gleamed up seeing her shoulder slug down - as if she had surrendered.

Manoj: "Sir, we have enough proof here to prove that these are her parents. We had shared the video with you as well. You can show it to her."

Arnab turned the laptop towards Arushi and played the video. It was a twenty second clip which showed Shyamali, her mother stripping and her dad standing nude while she did so. Arushi fell short of words seeing the clip, only tears dripping down.

Ayub: "Sir, had you not stopped us - we would have already posted these pictures and videos all over the internet."

Arushi sunk further into her shell hearing this. It clearly meant that these guys were professional thugs. If the pictures were posted over the internet, her parents would lose the job. It would also mean that his dad would not be able to fight his case and he would have to go back to jail.

Arnab: "Arushi, now that you have accepted that these are your parents in the picture. I think it is best I expel you from this university. I am sorry my child. No university in this city will give you admission anymore."

Arushi: "Sir, I beg of you not to do this to me. It will not only end my studies but will destroy my parents as well. Sir, for the sake of our lives and livelihood, I beg you to please reconsider.

Arushi was all tears as she talked. Manoj and Ayub were now seated next to her, on either side. They looked like wolves about to pounce on their prey.

Arnab: "I understand your position Arushi but you know that we are pretty strict with our policies. After all, it is the question of our universities reputation. Besides it is up to these gentleman whether they post it over internet or not."

Manoj and Ayub got the hint. It was time they took the driver's seat. They did not want to give away the leverage. Arushi would have to start the begging game with them. Arushi did not know how to handle the situation. It made her go even deeper into her cocoon. She went silent.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Ayub: "Sir, we will take your permission to leave then."

Arushi snapped out of her silence. In tears, she once again begged Manoj and Ayub not to do what they had just said. Manoj and Ayub, however, made their way towards the door.

Arushi: "Sir, please stop these gentleman from posting these pictures. They had agreed the first time when you said so. I beg you Sir. I will do anything that you wish in return."

Now this made Manoj and Ayub stop.

Manoj: "Anything. Are you sure?"

Ayub: "Okay. Let us test this girl out. Arushi, get your ass on the table and lift your skirt. Your panties should clearly show."

Arushi did not know how to react. She had never felt so humiliated ever in her whole life. She never felt so dead inside either.

She made her way onto the table, pulled up her skirt a shade. Her head sunk into her chest all the time out of the shame.

Manoj: "Arushi, we did tell you that your panties should be clearly visible. So get over with the shame part, do as we tell you. We might as well give you the originals of the pictures here along with the video."

Arushi did know what to do or say. A part of her wanted to run away and let her parents face the ordeal but the daughter inside her forced her to stay and do what these people asked her to do.

Arnab brought a wet towel and gave it to Arushi.

Arnab: "Since you will be doing all that these guys tell you to do, why not tidy up yourself as well. I don't like crying faces. Wipe your face. Rearrange yourself and then give me the show of my life."

P.S. I forgot to tell you guys. My friend, Arnab, has a thing for watching. He could pay much to see people performing, just see.

Arushi could see who the bigger devil was now. She barely knew about me yet.

Arushi sat, in shame, on the table. Manoj took the towel and wiped her face clean. Ayub lowered her skirts, while doing so he felt a bit of her waist.

Ayub: "Arushi, if you cry once more even today, we will post the pictures and videos all over the internet. So for your parent's sake, enjoy what we tell you to do."

Manoj: "Now show your panties to Mr. Arnab first. After all he is the one who stopped us from posting the pictures so he should get the first dose of fun."

Arnab was already showing his tent pole quite visibly and shamelessly.

Arushi sat in the centre of the glass table. The cold glass made her shiver, goose pimples happened almost immediately. She sat their heads down in shame. She just did not want to do what these guys had asked.

Arnab: "Do you want me to see the panties for myself or will you show it us yourself?"

Manoj: "Sir, would you like to smell the panties?"

Arushi was dying inside hearing all the cheap remarks. She took a few deep breaths and slowly pulled her skirts up. Her crossed legs did not help the view much.

Ayub: "Your legs are obstructing the view, part them. Manoj, can you part her legs for a proper view?"

Manoj did not wait for one second even. He was next to her in a flash - his hand on her legs, pulling it wider. Arushi felt as if she would die out of shame and humiliation. Arushi could do nothing but try to jerk away his hands from her legs. His arms were too strong for her to jerk away. She resisted his hands and was thankful that he took them away himself.

Arnab: "Arushi, if I don't get excited seeing a young girl strip then what is the point. So strip to excite me. I hope you get the point."

Arushi knew she had no way out. She just wanted this ordeal to finish as fast as possible. Her head was bowing down all the time. Manoj cleared away her hairs and whispered in her eyes to look into Arnab's eyes as she stripped. She knew now that these guys were absolutely heartless as well.

Ayub: "We understand that you might feel like crying. You can cry, of course but you can wipe it only using your bra or panties. Are you getting what I mean?"

The more someone talked to her, the more she was going dead inside. She just nodded her head to convey that she understood.

Arushi slowly started to lift her skirt. Every set of eye, other than hers, was focused on her body. She felt like an object being played with. Besides me, Arnab was the one who was chocking with absolute delight. I was online all the time on Arnab's security camera, watching them.

Arnab: "That's the way dear. You are going at a perfect pace. Now stand up on the table and do the same thing once more."

Arushi stood up on his table like a robot, devoid of emotions. She bent to raise her skirt up once again. In the process, a lot of her cleavage became visible to the three of them.

Manoj: "Arushi, I think you can make double the money that your parents make together. You indeed have inherited the looks from your mother, her skin too."

Arushi understood what they meant exactly. She did not respond to any remarks they passed. Instead, she kept on doing what she was doing. She had lifted her skirt up all the way to her waist, using one hand. Her other hand was promptly covering her panties."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Click. The sound was familiar. She was being photographed as well.

Ayub: "If you don't want me to come up there and help you with the simple thing Mr. Arnab requested here, show us your panties properly slut. We have not yet seen the print of your panties even. Use both your hands to gather your skirt all the way up, as high as possible."

Arushi felt new pangs of shame enveloping her. She felt like a slave being ordered to please her masters. She did as Ayub had instructed her.

Arnab: "You are indeed a unique girl Arushi. I can undoubtedly say you are the sexiest girl I have seen in this posture. Now turn around slowly. We would love to see what you have behind that lovely cunt of yours. Is your ass as sexy as your cunt?"

Arushi turned to the delight of the three people watching her. She was glad that had not facing them anymore. The three were absolutely spell bound seeing her ass. The polka dot panty was adding to the effect.

Manoj: "Now bend and look at us after you have bent."

She wondered how much humiliation she would be able to bear.

Arnab: "I would love to see a bit of your ass cheeks Arushi. Please pull your panties a shade down after you have bent down."

Ayub: "Mr. Arnab you are a connoisseur. You know your subject so very nicely."

Arushi could not control her tears anymore. The whole idea that she was being forced to expose like this made her feel so cheap and helpless. She even cursed her parents for the first time for putting her in such a situation.

Ayub: "I had told you that we don't like to see you cry. This is your last chance. If you cry after this time, you can wipe them only with your bra or panties. This time you are forgiven. You can wipe your face on my pants or my friend's pants here. The only place where you can wipe your face is near our zippers. So come and wipe your face first."

Arnab: "Keep your skirt in this very position and panties too while you wipe your face. Move it now."

For Arushi, this was the worst nightmare. She made her way down the table with much hesitation. She placed her cheeks on Manoj's zipper and tried to dry away her tears. Manoj started to moan almost simultaneously as she placed her cheeks on his pant. The friction (as she wiped her face) gave him pleasure beyond words. Ayub and Arnab on the other hand were enjoying the view up close, especially her ass cheeks. Arushi was holding her skirt all the time until she wiped her face.

Arnab: "Her hands must be tired holding her skirt Ayub. Why don't you help her remove it all together?"

Arushi was feeling deeper waves of shame with new requests, rather orders. Her eyes pleaded endlessly but to no avail. Ayub was already close to her, searching for the hook. Arushi pushed him away. Her eyes expressed anger, shame, and humiliation in a span of ten seconds. She unhooked the skirt and let it fall on the table.

Click.

Arushi knew she was a doll in their hands. She stood covering her crotch with her hands.

Arnab: "I would have loved to deflower a lovely girl like you Arushi. The more you feel shy, the more it excites me."

Manoj: "I would like to see you in bra now."

Arnab: "Manoj, please request it in a nice way. Arushi, please remove your shirt now. See Manoj, you can get the same result in a more decent way."

Manoj: "I agree Sir. Your experience helps you. If I had my way, I would tear her clothes away - this very instant."

Arushi shuddered more hearing the violent side of Manoj. It was the last thing she wanted, a physically violent guy. She was lost in her thoughts as she felt a hand tugging at the top of her shirt. It was Manoj who was tearing down her shirt, her buttons scattered all over the floor. She stood in a shock, holding on to her shirt. Ayub jumped in and removed the shirt all together from her body.

Arushi was stung by the situation. All she could do was try her level best to hide as much as she could with both her hands. Arnab was savoring the view. No matter how much Arushi tried, she could not hide all that she wanted. It was a sight to see her curves and shapely legs. Arnab could not resist himself anymore. He was rubbing himself quite nicely.

Click.

Arushi gave the looks of a cornered tigress but resigned soon remembering the pictures and the video.

Arnab: "Arushi, fondle your cunt darling."

Arushi felt like killing all the three. She gave the looks of dagger to the three of them. The retaliation and anger gave her a look which excited Arnab even further. He let his pants slip away.

Arnab: "See what effect your body has on me."

Arnab pointed to the stain that had happened due to all the overflowing precum in his underwear.

Manoj: "By the way, you look too cute when you are angry."

Ayub: "We too are feeling the effects in our body Arushi. Either you touch your cunt or touch my dick?"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Arushi could not control herself anymore and started to cry vehemently. The more she cried, the more Arnab was feeling nice inside.

Manoj: "I had warned you not to cry. Now that you are crying, which undergarment will you choose to wipe your face with?"

Ayub: "Did you really feel like crying or you cried deliberately to expose more of your body to us?"

Arushi joined her hands and pleaded to all the three to let her be and not force her. All the three did not pay any heed and waited for an answer.

Arnab: "Guys, be gentle on this virgin. Arushi, if you are able to finger yourself in such a way that your panties get a wet spot just like my underwear - we will not force you to open your undergarments."

Manoj and Ayub were glad that Arnab was adding so much to pleasure as they opened their gift.

Arushi's facial expression of thanks titillated Arnab further more. She was feeling too embarrassed to do such a private thing in front of these three maniacs. Despite realizing the fact that she had no option, she hoped that they would somehow let her go. She was wrong. Arnab was playing with the knob of his dick, in anticipation of seeing Arushi masturbate.

Click.

Arushi closed her eyes and started to rub herself. No matter how much she tried but there was no feeling of excitement at all. She was absolutely dry.

Manoj: "There is no wet patch happening Arushi. I think I will leave it you to choose which undergarment you will choose to open now."

This made her go even colder inside.

The buzz on college intercom disturbed the proceedings. Security people were checking up to see if Arnab was done. Arnab duly intimated them that it will take some time to complete the meeting. Arushi cried instantaneously hearing the words "it will take some time".

Ayub: "She is a cold whore Manoj. Let us warm her up. What do you say?"

Manoj did not say anything, went close to Arushi and made her sit on the table.

Manoj: "Which undergarment do you plan to lose now? Decide in ten seconds or we will decide it for you."

Arnab: "You guys are making her go cold. Let her relax and get into the groove. She will be wet. Give her some time. You will not force her to open her undergarments until I tell you so."

Arushi felt relieved but the added pressure to do what Arnab had asked was even more embarrassing. She thought it was better this way than without undergarments. Manoj and Ayub backed away and sat on their chairs once again.

Arnab: "Arushi, the only change this time is that we want a bit of show as well. It has to be more like you are seducing us by your masturbatory skills. If you have no idea, ask me. I will guide you every single step."

Arushi nodded her head in consent. She had no clues what Arnab meant by seducing the guys. The only part she understood was show something. Arushi once again closed her eyes and was lying down on the table.

Arnab was mesmerized seeing her polished nails sliding so very smoothly on her panties.

Click.

Her pink nail polish sliding against her polka dot panties was looking so very perfect. His kink of watching was being satisfied endlessly. He yanked out his penis and was playing openly with it. Manoj and Ayub too took the hint and were down to their underwear's in a jiffy.

Arnab: "Arushi, are you wet inside?"

Arushi (shamefully): "No Sir".

Arnab: "Are you sure? Please check yourself for us."

Arushi had never felt so embarrassed ever. She was thankful that she did not have to face the guys who said such cheap things. She was lying down on the table, facing the ceiling all the time.

Arushi inserted her finger inside her panties.

Manoj: "Insert your finger deep into your cunt. Stick it out for me to check thereafter."

Arushi felt she was going to die hearing the words but she had no other option. She did as asked. Ayub went close to the finger which was sticking out. He smelled her finger, touched it as well.

Ayub: "No. She is dry like a raisin. She smells sexy though."

Arushi had her eyes closed all the time. She could not think of looking into the eyes of either of the guys. Ayub in that instant took her finger into his mouth which forced her to open her eyes. She pulled her finger away.

Ayub: "Now insert it into your cunt. My saliva should help you a bit."

The sheer idea made her feel like puking.

Arnab: "You guys are too good. Arushi, go ahead and insert the finger into your dry cunt. Ayub would much love to make it wet with his tongue, if you want."

Manoj: "Her mother can even lick it wet for us. Would you like us to call her?"

Manoj took his mobile out and started to search for her mother's number. Arushi did not know what to do. One thing was clear to her that her mother could never come to know about this.

All Arushi knew was that she had to somehow stop these guys from making the call. Her body was the only tool which could help her out of this situation. She unhooked her bra and looked at him in his eyes. All the three forgot what they were doing, seeing her unhook the bra. Arnab made the first move. He held the strap and slowly slipped it down. Her nipples were so erect at the moment that her bra hung on to it.

Click.

Arnab was clicking pictures every few seconds. Manoj and Ayub were more like onlookers at the moment. Ayub was the one to make the next move. He gently pinched her nipples as he removed the bra. Arushi yelped as Ayub pinched her nipples. It was not clear to anyone whether it was yelp of ecstasy or pain. There she stood in front of them, without any bra. Arnab made her strike a few poses to accentuate her beauty as he kept on clicking pictures. His penis was oozing precum all over the place. This new move by Arushi kept all the three of them on tenter hooks. Arushi was glad that Manoj had forgotten all about ringing her mother. She knew that she would have to keep them distracted until they let her go away from this place. Although something inside told her that this ordeal was never going to end for her.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

A part of her was sad for opening clothes for strangers but a bigger part inside her was happy that her mother was kept away from all of this. If she had to sacrifice herself for her parents, she would do that even.

Manoj cupped her young, perky boobs. The warmth of her skin was making him go crazier. He gently played with her boobs for a long, long time. Her nipples were erect all the time.

Arnab: "Arushi, Do your nipples always stay this hard or is it something that we are doing that is making it hard like this?"

Arushi did not answer. She once again slipped into her shyness mode. Her nipples had visibly grown harder than before. She just sat there - her thighs crossed over each other, her hands cupping her breasts to hide as much as she could, her head down, and her hairs loose. Classic pose indeed.

Click.

Arnab was either watching the beauty unfold in totality or was busy clicking pictures for a leisurely watch later. Manoj and Ayub were touching Arushi here and there, assessing their next move. You could say that they were awaiting Arnab's guidance.

Arnab: "We almost forgot that we had asked you to masturbate for us. We had also told you to seduce us. You did seduce us with this little bra opening stint but you have not masturbated yet and nor do you have that wet patch on your panties. If you don't have a clue to seducing guys, I can guide you."

Arushi cursed Arnab for not forgetting. This would mean that she would have to remove her hands from her boobs which meant being exposed further to their hungry eyes.

She was once again lying down on the table. It took a lot out of her to move one of her hands to her crotch. She, however, hid her nipples with the other hand nicely. Her sides of boobs were left totally exposed.

Click.

Arnab searched for the number of Arushi's parent in college database and rung his mother.

Arnab: "Hello. Am I talking to Arushi's mother?"

Arushi was devastated to hear Arnab talking to her mother. She felt knots in her stomach. The realization made her feel very, very humiliated and embarrassed, deep within.

Arnab: "I just wanted to inform you that Arushi will be late today so that you all are not worried. She is doing some beautiful work here in my office. I will surely send you the pictures of the beautiful work she is doing here. I will send it on the email id you have given in the admission form. Do you want to talk to her?"

Arnab passed his mobile to Arushi. Arushi talked but very vaguely. Her nakedness was not helping much either.

Click.

Manoj was just looking for this break. Arushi had used the hand on her boobs to catch the mobile and talk to her mother. Manoj had started to gently feel her boobs, more than gently I should say. Arushi panicked but could not say much as she was talking to her mother at the same time. Ayub too joined in, he was in love with Arushi's nipples. He started to fondle, feel, pinch the nipples as Arushi talked. Arushi wanted to keep it short but her mother was in no hurry. It was annoying Arushi much.

Click.

Arushi felt so ashamed to talk to her mother while strangers were playing with her body. Arushi understood it clearly within that there was no way out for her. She was going to become a whore to these guys. They clearly had the leverage over her.

Arushi: "Mother, I will be back when Arnab Sir and his team will leave me. I have much work to do so I will keep now."

Manoj and Ayub were going nuts playing with her boobs and nipples. They both, at the same time, lowered their mouth on to her boobs. Ayub had a moustache and Manoj was clean shaved. Their wet mouths on her boobs sent a shiver up her spine. She had never experienced such sensations ever. She felt even more ashamed as moan leaked her mouth. It made all the three go berserk with renewed passion.

One thing was clear to Arushi that there was no escaping these guys. Now her body was betraying her as well. She remembered having read a quote somewhere "When you cannot escape, why not as well enjoy the bang".

Her moan had become a problem for her soft little boobies. Manoj and Ayub were going rough on her young, perky boobs. Her nipples were ever erect, rather getting even harder then before with every suck and lick. Arushi did not realize when she had kept her hands on their heads and was guiding them to the exact places she wanted them to lick. The realization made her feel so cheap. She was not supposed to enjoy what was happening to her.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Click.

Arnab was going crazy to see Arushi developing a spot on her panties.

Arnab: "Just continue what you two are doing to her, she is getting excited by it. There is a wet spot happening on her panty."

Arushi felt shy for the first time in this whole episode. She felt like slut, a whore who was enjoying a thing she was not supposed to.

Manoj and Ayub sucking had a force to it. Arushi had never known that her boobs and nipples were so sensitive. It was a new sensation, a discovery for her. She just wished that they were a shade gentle. She could not gather enough courage to tell them so.

Arnab: "Manoj, Ayub. Stop what you are doing and move away from the table. Arushi we want you to seduce us by your masturbation now."

Arushi felt her cheek burning with embarrassment (of the good kinds). She felt so much sexier now. She slid down both her hands on to her crotch and started to slowly rub her fingers on her vulva, through her panties. Arnab's room was filled with moans and the hot smell of aroused people. A few came from Arushi and the rest was from the guys. Her legs tightened and her back had started to arch.

Click.

A view Arnab simply loved. A view never experienced ever by Manoj or Ayub.

Arushi had pulled her panty aside and was sliding her fingers on over flowing vulva. It was some sight to see. Her cunt lips were dark, long, swollen and glistening with her juices. Her pubic hairs added to the pleasure of Arnab - nicely trimmed. Arushi was now literally attacking her clitoris. Her buttocks clenching rhythmically as she attacked more and more. Her strokes were soft but the speed had increased.

Arnab whispered into Manoj's and Ayub's ears, He told them to go and flick, lick or suck her nipples along with her boobs but gently. Manoj and Ayub had never imagined in their wildest dreams that their gift would unwrap so beautifully for them. They did as Arnab had guided them.

The soft licks wrecked havoc in her body and mind. Her hips tightened and she screamed like a slut as she convulsed. The sensations were like never before. She had never experienced sliding into nothingness as she experienced waves of pleasure hitting her. She was in a state of bliss. Her fingers were still sliding up and down her vulva gently.

Arushi involuntarily said "Oh my god" as she felt something hard on her boobs. Manoj and Ayub were rubbing their dicks in a round motion all around her areola. Their precum was glistening against her fair skin. She was not shy anymore to look into their eyes as well. Their hard dicks were adding another kind of sensation for her. Her rubbing, down below, had fastened up once more. She experienced another strong orgasm.

Click.

The sight was such that neither of the three could bear to hold anymore.

Arnab was masturbating in his chair. It only took a few small strokes and he shot all over his table. Manoj and Ayub too spent their whole load on her nipples. Thankfully Arnab's office was sound proof.

Everybody was taking in some air and recuperating from what had just happened.

Arushi: "I know that you have something in mind for my younger sister as well. So would you guys like her to be there when you come tomorrow or will you see her somewhere else?"

The coldness with which Arushi gave this dialogue took everyone by surprise.

Manoj: "What makes you think that we want anything to do with your sister?"

Arushi: "You are after my whole family so how come my sister will be spared. Why are you guys after my family?"

Ayub: "You are right about us being after your family part. We are and will always be after you till our boss wants us to be. He, however, did not let us do anything to your mother. We are telling you this in good faith. It seems he has something in mind for your father though."

Manoj: "Your father is the culprit who is forcing this situation on to your family. This is all we can say."

Arushi went deeper in her thoughts and could connect the dots quite easily. Their life had become miserable ever since her father was jailed the first time. It obviously had to do with something that he had done in the past. Someone was settling his scores with him. She was not clear about the person who was after them though. Arushi had a soft corner for her mother and she was glad that she had been spared, up till now at least.

Arnab: "You are indeed a brilliant girl. Your logics are very strong Arushi. You will meet the person behind all this someday in your life."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Arushi could sense an opening for her to explore further. She wanted to save her sister from facing this ordeal and her family too. It had been a while since they were facing the hardships. The only leverage she had over these guys was her body and she planned to let them use her body to spill until they spilled out the name of their so called boss. She was not sure how successful she would be but she had to give it a try.

Arnab, Manoj and Ayub had put their pants on and were waiting for Arushi to wear her cloths.

Arushi: "Arnab Sir, is there any water with which I can wash my panties?"

Arnab: "Why do you want to wash your panties?"

Arushi (shamefully): "Sir, my panties are soggy. I am feeling uncomfortable wearing them."

Manoj and Ayub got hard hearing this. Arnab too was on the way. Arushi could see the response.

Arushi: "Let it be Sir, I will manage."

Arushi faced the other way and undid her panties. Her ass was towards them. She was certain that neither of the guys would be able to resist her. She reversed her panties and started to wear them.

Arnab: "What do you have in mind Arushi?"

Arnab was a smart guy himself and he could sense that they were being taken for a ride by this young cunt. He was too experienced to be taken for a ride, so easily. Manoj and Ayub felt so naive hearing them talk.

Arushi: "I want to meet your boss, face to face."

Arnab look at the camera in his office. Arushi went absolutely red to know that the whole thing had been watched.

I could see that something was wrong at Arnab's end. I rung him and heard him out. I told him that I will send him a sms which he is supposed to make her read it.

I sent a text message "I will meet you tomorrow at your home. Your sister too should be there throughout the meeting. I know you want to protect your sister but it will only happen if you become a bisexual."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

God Save The Devil Ch. 06

I was enjoying and reliving the day in the screen of my mind at my farmhouse. It was a great achievement to have made the first dent into his family. The rest of the ladies would follow soon.

I was about to retire for the day when I was disturbed by the sounds of a siren on the road. The sounds became louder as the vehicle entered my farmhouse.

It was the Inspector General of security officer, Mr. Sanand. Such a senior security officer officer coming at these hours, 3 a.m., only meant troubles or favors. Though I knew him quite nicely through common political friends but my gut still told me that it was not going to be something in my favor.

I welcomed him as we settle into the lounge. He told me that he had a guest as well. It was a shock to see Debjani, Ajay's younger daughter, was his guest. I could feel a pang of anxiety hit my gut.

Me: "Sanand, What brings you to my place at these hours?"

I was too stressed and wanted to know the answer.

Debjani: "You had ordered something to happen at a university today. Did you?"

Debjani was bold but I never could imagine her so bold.

Me: "Sanand, who is this girl? What does she refer to here?"

Debjani took out her mobile and rung a number. My mobile, the one I used for my vendetta, rung. I was cornered with no way out.

Debjani: "I am Debjani, Mr. Ajay's younger daughter. You would not know about me as we have not met ever. Why are you after my dad and my family?"

It was a great relief to know that they knew nothing about my detective yet. The way Debjani sat next to Sanand, the IG security officer, also disturbed me much.

Me: "What makes you think that I have anything to do with what you have in mind Debjani?"

Debjani: "My sister remembered the mobile number from which the message came. It belongs to you. Do I have to spell out the details?"

Only six hours had gone since Arushi had been left home and so much had happened. I wondered what my detective was doing all the time. That would be looked into but later. A bigger problem was at hand which needed to be dealt, smoothly. I could not afford a head on with the IG security officer. It would only mean a loss of resources and time for me.

It is much later that I would come to know that Arushi had told everything that had happened to her at the University to her sister. She was forced to tell her because of the condition in which she entered her home. Debjani was, being overly aggressive and angry, wanted revenge. She had a class friend whose father was an IG security officer and one who was hot for her. Debjani planned to use her body to get her revenge. I would come to know of all this but much later.

At the moment, I could clearly see that Debjani had used her body to entice Sanand. It was visible. I thought so, at least.

Me: "Sanand, What is it that you want?"

I could see Debjani getting more physical with Sanand, the IG security officer. Her thighs were touching nicely to his, his hands clutching hers even more nicely. The other hands on her shoulder were getting a bit lower as well.

Debjani: "I never knew you would concede so easily."

It was me who was at the receiving end.

Me: "Sanand, I would request you to do the talking. We have always been good friend but I will forget that if this girl opens her mouth once even."

Debjani's eyes were gleaming with victory, it humiliated me further. She whispered something into Sanand's ears while looking at me.

Sanand: "I do respect you as well Raj. I want you to leave this family alone. I know you have the resources to take me on. You know it as well that I too have the powers to go after you as well. I would hate that to happen. If you want, you can try me anytime."

Debjani's looks were making me feel worthless from inside. I excused myself for a moment.

Debjani: "I am sure you want to use the washroom. Already feel like pissing in your pants."

It took a lot out of me to keep myself in check. On the way to bathroom, I intimated my friends, Manoj, Ayub and the detective of what had just happened.

Me: "Sanand, I once again request you to keep this girl from talking. It is a request for our friendship's sake."

Sanand looked at her but Debjani did not look like she understood. It was getting clear by the moment that he was totally in her control.

Debjani: "I want you to feel the exact feelings that my sister felt. I will see to it."

She looked cold as she talked. I could see a reflection of myself.

Me: "Sanand, if you have a warrant, arrest me. I would not like to be disturbed anymore."

Now this was a move they both did not anticipate.

Sanand: "Your request is fair Raj. I will talk to you tomorrow morning."

Debjani came up close to my ears and whispered "Mr. Ajay, my father, gives you his regards. He also tells you that soon you will be a bisexual for life, his personal bitch."

They left me almost immediately. The way they walked to his vehicle, made me even more uncomfortable. This bitch was surely using her body to get her ways.

I was already in defensive mode. Being connected I knew it well, a pussy could get more things done then one could imagine.

I was forced to meet Sanand at Ajay's home the next morning. I felt it pretty embarrassing and humiliating to be exposed in such a way. I just sat there listening to all that Sanand had to say. I was deeply saddened to see my image being degraded and broken in front of Shyamali. I could see the change in her eyes clearly. Ajay had the same gleam in his eyes like Debjani.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The next few months were not kind on me. I went into severe bouts of anxiety and depression. No matter what I did, I could not forget the look Ajay and Debjani had on their faces. The more I tried to forget them, the more I suffered. It was a vicious circle indeed. I was basically punishing myself. My friends were the only source of inspiration and that force made me move on with life. I was out of the severe depression and anxiety bouts but my life lacked any kind of enthusiasm now. No goals, no targets.

I was alone at my farmhouse checking the recording of the CC TV feeds. You can say it was a blessing in disguise. I happened to play the recording of the day when Sanand had come with Debjani. I was forwarding the recording as I did not want to relive those moments. I saw something in the clip which gave me a whole new life. The next thing I did was, talk to Sanand and fix up a meeting.

Me: "Sanand, I don't have any problems with what you did. I understand. I know why you did it as well."

I handed him a USB drive. He knew that I had to have something inside the drive. He plugged it into his computer and saw the content. The clip showed Sanand and Debjani kissing each other, it had happened when I had gone to use the washroom.

Me: "Don't think that I am blackmailing you. I know you want to enjoy this beauty in all its glory. Any guy would."

Sanand listened silently.

Me: "Enjoy her as much as you want, for as long as you want."

Sanand relaxed further.

Sanand: "What is it that you want from me then?"

Me: "I will be taking some actions against his family. That will make the girl come to you many times for help. I think I don't need to tell you what you can get in return for helping her."

Sanand was definitely listening with much interest now.

Me: "When you are done with the girl, I will take some actions against her as well."

Sanand was cool hearing it.

Sanand: "I am okay with everything you say. You can expect my full co-operation in all your activities."

Me: "There is one request. I would like pictures / videos of all your personal endeavors with Debjani."

We shook hands as I made my way out of his office. It was comforting to find Sanand on my side of the game.

I was on top of the world once again.

The next call was made to Ravi. He gave job termination notice to Ajay and Shyamali. The first initiative had been taken.

Ajay had never expected this move. He knew it well that the next move would be to evict them from the house. It would make his life miserable once again, not to mention - his families as well. He begged and pleaded all that he could but Ravi just gave a cold shoulder to him. Ajay knew it well that he had no options left but to either come to me or use Debjani's link to Sanand. He discussed the situation with Debjani and decided to let her talk to Sanand. Debjani was gleaming with pride once again. She felt important as Ajay discussed each and every thing with her. She was sure that she was going to bring her family out of this mess.

Sanand talked to her but only after avoiding a few calls. He told her to come to his office to update him about the details. He assured her that he will take care of everything.

Debjani knew she would have to play level with Sanand and keep him on the hook. She would have to dress to kill.

Sanand welcomed her warmly to his office but did not pay any attention to what Debjani had to tell him. It annoyed Debjani much but there was nothing she could do about it. She could feel her words falling to deaf ears. She felt slightly unsecured for the first time. She was a devious cunt and she knew how to get things done her way. She knew she had a trump card up her sleeve, her body, and she planned to make proper use of it.

Sanand crossed his boundary, beyond kissing and fondling, for the first time. The more Debjani opened up to him, the more interest he started to show in her. Debjani had no problems giving her body to get what she wanted. She fondled him hard as they discussed the line of action to come out of this mess. She undid his zipper for the first time and took his penis in his hands. She knew that she had him in her grip, literally. She slowly and nicely toyed with his penis as he oozed loads of precum all over her hand. Debjani titillated him further by licking away his precum on her hand. Sanand had undone her bra and was feeling her body quite nicely. He guided her face towards his hard dick as they talked. Debjani gave him a much awaited blowjob. She even swallowed his semen. A sight, almost, every guy loves.

Debjani had the look of devil on her face. She would get what she wanted, anyhow and at any cost.

Sanand did not take any action or meeting post her blowjob session. It got Debjani thinking and worried as well. She did not have any other card up her sleeve and she could not let Sanand slip away. She went to his office to meet him. She was kept waiting for two hours before being shown into his office.

Sanand welcomed her as warmly as ever. This time though he did not avoid her. She felt relaxed to see him paying attention to what she had to say. Debjani conveyed all her problems to him - how her mother and father have been sitting at home for a week, the other problems associated with them sitting at home, the prime problem of paying interest and the legal expenses for the next month etc. He gave her a patient ear and as they talked he slowly had disrobed her totally, her undergarments as well. Debjani knew what she had to do and she did. She had fun as well and so did Sanand. He assured her that he is getting in touch with his friends so he can get some leverage over Ravi. His talks convinced her much. Another week went by. Sanand enjoyed Debjani's body quite nicely and thoroughly throughout the week. He was pretty happy with what he experienced. It was a dream comes true for him.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Sanand fixed up a meeting with Ravi the next day. He called up Debjani as well.

Ravi entertained them his usual style, spoiling them with delicacies after delicacies. The topic of discussions was common. All the three of them knew that sooner or later it would turn to the subject of employment of Ajay and Shyamali. It did turn to it, at the end of lunch. Ravi listened patiently to all that Sanand had to say, Debjani too.

Ravi: "Sir, I respect you a lot because my friend, Raj, speaks quite high of you. I am listening to all that you had to say and this lovely lady too. I would like to ask you one thing, just one thing."

Ravi showed the very same picture that Manoj and Ayub had shown Arushi.

Ravi: "How will you feel Sir, if you come to know that an employee of yours is doing something like this (pointing to the picture)?"

Sanand looked genuinely shocked (Oscar winning performance) and gave the coldest stare to Debjani. Debjani went pale seeing the picture.

Ravi: "Sir, Will you still ask me to employ these kinds of people?"

Sanand: "Debjani, did you know about these activities of your parents?"

The game had slowly but surely turned in my favor.

Sanand: "Answer me. I think your silence conveys a lot."

Debjani: "It is news to me as well. I feel so odd to see this picture. I just don't know what to say or ask."

Ravi was enjoying the chit chat between them.

Sanand: "In no case will I ask you to employ them anymore Mr. Ravi. If anyone at all forces you to do so, let me know. I will stand up for you."

Sanand left Debjani alone and went away towards his car.

I never knew Ravi had such lovely sense of timing. He disturbed Debjani's trance, whispered in her ears "My friend, Raj, gives you his regard. We will see now who becomes the bitch and who becomes a bi-sexual."

Debjani went red with rage hearing this. She was cornered and she knew it well. She had never been defeated by any one in her life. There was always a first time for many a things. This was just the beginning for her. Debjani felt cheated too. Her body had been used and the thing she wanted in return was not delivered to her. Worst part was that she could not even fight for it.

Ajay and his family were in a state of panic since their jobs were terminated. Ajay and Shyamali were desperate for jobs, any kind of job.

Debjani could not accept defeat just like that. She met Sanand a few more times and tried to work out a truce but it did not help. Sanand listened to her as long as she was offering her body. The minute she would stop giving her flesh, Sanand would give deaf ears to her talks. It was during one of these sessions that Sanand suggested Debjani to fix up a meeting with me and make a truce otherwise things could go way worse then what they were right now for her family. Debjani was enraged by his decision as it simply meant one thing - she had been defeated.

Debjani could not say anything to Sanand but her irritations did come out and quite openly on her parents. She questioned them, cursed them and made them remember the episode time and time again. It simply made the lives of Ajay and Shyamali nothing less than hell. Ajay was a guilt ridden man now. All the time cursing himself for what his family was going through at the moment.

I got a somewhat pleasant surprise to see Sanand along with Debjani in my office. It was pleasant because I clearly had the upper hand.

Me: "Welcome Sir. Do you come with a warrant to arrest me?"

I was chuckling inside saying this.

Sanand: "No Mr. Raj, we come here to sort out the confusions. I am sure we all are mature enough to sort things amicably between us."

Me: "Now that is surprising, the other time this girl visited me - she had a lot to say and today she is silent."

Debjani gave me the looks of a cornered lioness.

Me: "What happened? What keeps you silent today? What stops you from spewing venom?"

It was deeply satisfying to lock eyes with her.

Debjani: "Uncle, I come here to apologize. Please forgive me and my parents."

Me: "Sanand, did you know the message she gave me when you both were leaving my farmhouse?"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I planned to make her life even worse than it already was. Sanand kept on listening.

Me: "She told me that the whole episode was a courtesy of his dad, Mr. Ajay. Her father had also conveyed that I would soon become a bisexual, a personal bitch of her father"

Sanand: "Debjani, you never told me this. So you used me to get to Mr. Raj here. You bitch."

Sanand slapped her quite hard. Now that was most satisfying.

Me: "Sanand, there is no need to slap her. She used you to get her supposed vengeance. I just wanted you to know that she was using you, not only her but her dad was the master mind behind this."

Debjani had never felt so exposed in her life. She never experienced shame when she opened clothes but to be exposed like this made her feel shameful for the first time.

Sanand: "Thanks Raj for this clarification. We will meet at your farmhouse tonight along with her dad. If he was a party to the planning, he should ask for forgiveness himself as well. Come bitch, you have a lot to tell me."

Debjani was taken aback by the cheapness of Sanand's language.

I, somehow, made it through the day - in anticipation of the evening. I had a lot of decisions to make which helped me pass the time.

I welcomed them as we settled once again in the lounge area. It brought back memories of what had happened a few months before. Ajay and Shyamali were the only additions today. It did not feel good the other time Sanand and Debjani had visited me but today was just the opposite.

Me: "Sanand, there really was no need for this meeting today."

Sanand: "It may not have been so important for you but it was an important one for me. I wanted to confirm her father's role in this whole episode."

Debjani, Shyamali and Ajay sat on of the sofa together. They were mute listeners to our conversation.

Sanand: "Ajay, tell me about your role in this whole episode."

Ajay did not expect a point blank confrontation with Sanand. He just stayed silent.

Sanand: "Debjani, come here. Sit next to me."

Ajay and Shyamali felt nervous seeing Sanand's looks. Debjani came up and sat next to him. Sanand took her hands into his as he looked into Ajay's eyes once again. Sanand kissed her hands and placed it on his zipper. Ajay was shocked to see this happening to her daughter. He looked into her eyes and felt even more depressed. Debjani had done all this and never felt embarrassed but doing it in front of her parents made her feel very embarrassed.

Sanand: "Ajay, don't worry about your daughter. She is a whore. Did you train her to become one or was it your wife who taught her?"

I never felt better. Ajay never felt worse.

Ajay: "Raj Sir, I am sorry."

I just stayed silent and looked in the direction of Sanand.

Sanand: "Debjani, take my dick out and play with it. You enjoyed doing it in my office. Why do you hesitate now?"

Debjani did not know what to do. She slowly undid his zipper and took out his penis. She started to fondle it as well. Ajay looked as if he might puke.

Me: "Was it worth it Ajay?"

There was a ring of sadness to my tone. Ajay had the looks of man pleading desperately. I showed a few pictures to Debjani, as she played with Sanand's dick, and then gave them to Ajay. They were the university pictures showing Arushi with Manoj, Ayub and Arnab. Debjani's eye widened with shock. Shyamali was crying vehemently.

Me: "Is this a cost enough?"

Debjani was also crying now, seeing the helplessness of her parents. It was indeed a pity.

Me: "I would have stopped a long time back Ajay. I wanted you to learn the lesson but you wanted to play a few games of your own. You played your cards nicely too. I must say that. You did not calculate these angles. So you really cannot blame me for what is happening to your daughters. All that happens to them is because of you and you alone. You really should have thought twice before you decided to humiliate me."

Sanand's hands were feeling Debjani all over. Her parents went deeper into their shells seeing this.

Me: "All that is going to happen to your family is your own doing Ajay. So stop blaming others, situations, God, me and any other person. It is you, and you alone, who is responsible for what is happening and what happens to them in the coming future."

Ajay: "Sir, I don't know what to say or do. I beg you with folded hands to stop this ordeal. Please spare my family. You can do all that you want to me but please let my family be."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I laughed at his helplessness. I was possessed by Devil. I told Sanand what I was going to do next. Sanand felt creepy listening to my idea but even he did not have any option. Besides he had nothing to lose as well.

Me: "Ajay, I know you must be feeling like the most worthless thing alive. I know the exact feeling. I have gone through it many times when you played your games with me. In my personal opinion, you should not have used Debjani to avenge me. It will cost you dear indeed."

Sanand: "I think I am ready to deliver what you asked me Raj. Just tell me when you want it."

Me: "Sanand, beauty is to be enjoyed in totality. No one is in a hurry, I believe."

Ajay could not bear to see what Sanand was doing to Debjani. His eyes were grounded all the time.

Me: "Ajay, I know you must be feeling like committing suicide. I cannot stop you from doing so but I can warn you of the dire consequences thereafter. I will personally ensure that every single female member of your family is put in the cheapest brothel and become the most infected bitches too."

Now the language I used, shocked me as well. The ring to my tone apparently made Ajay shiver to his core. I could sense it in his eyes. I felt for him but.....

Sanand, in the mean time, was enjoying Debjani nicely. He was committing the same mistake once again. He was being recorded. I turned my attention to the other lady present, Shyamali.

Me: "Shyamali, so you once again come to a meeting where you are not required. Why?"

Shyamali was nervous and her answer came as a stutter.

Shyamali: "Ajay and Debjani told me to come along."

Me: "I know why they brought you along with them. I want to hear what they told you. The exact words please."

I could see blood draining from Ajay and Debjani's face. Shyamali too was looking nervous.

Shyamali (after much gap): "They told me that you have a soft corner for me. My presence would be a diversion for you and it would help them."

Me: "Hmmmmm. Debjani, what makes you think that I have a soft corner for your mother?"

Debjani: "The only times you had been soft on our family was when mother was around."

Me: "Debjani, that is a nice observation and a right one as well."

I felt as if Shyamali was blushing hearing that I had a soft corner for her.

Me: "Debjani, can you answer me why I have a soft corner for your mother?"

Ajay was trying to absorb the new discussion.

Debjani (in a very detached way): "It has to be her skin obviously. You had been after our family. My sister and I have already been fucked. The only person left is my mother. If you were a gay, you would have even fucked my dad."

I just laughed and showed her the picture (on my mobile) which showed a beer bottle in Ajay's ass. Debjani was shocked. She caught me by my collar and cursed me. Sanand cleared his throat, loud enough to convey clearly to Debjani that she had crossed her limits. She had the looks - I look forward to my revenge on you. I was as cold as I could be.

Me: "Shyamali, what do you feel about the whole issue?"

Shyamali: "I think Debjani is right. You have helped me every time I came to you. You have helped me way beyond my expectations. My life would have been a bigger hell otherwise. I could see it in your eyes every single time."

I was blushing this time.

Me: "Interesting. Shyamali, I was soft when it comes to my feelings for you and your hardships. I was charmed by your beauty as well but everything was not lust from my end. If it was just skin that attracted me to you, I could have had you whenever I wanted. Shyamali, I will live up to your expectations. I will enjoy a bit of your skin today. Two of my friends will join us as well but only to watch."

My voice had gone many shades cold during the small discussion. I was not supposed to be vulnerable to anyone.

Me: "Ajay and Shyamali, please ensure that you follow my instructions to the last word otherwise the very same instruction will be carried out on your daughter."

Manoj and Ayub had joined us now. Their presence made Ajay and Shyamali even more uncomfortable.

Me: "Debjani, this is Manoj and Ayub here. You were a gift for these gentlemen here. Unfortunately, they could not un-wrap their gift because of the little game played by you and your father."

I introduced Sanand, Manoj and Ayub to each other as well. I gave a brief history.

Me: "Manoj, Ayub - your gift was opened and enjoyed in totality by Mr. Sanand here. I know you both must be disappointed not to have opened such a lovely gift. I will compensate it with many such gifts."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Manoj and Ayub knew I was a man of words.

Ajay: "Sir, I request you to please let my family be. Please Sir."

Me: "Ajay, Undo your wife's dress."

Shyamali went red hearing my instruction. Ajay folded his hands and started to beg me to stop it. I looked at Sanand, he knew what to do. He undid Debjani's dress.

Me: "I had already told you. The instruction that you don't follow will be repeated on your daughter."

Ajay: "I will do what you tell me, please don't hurt her."

Me: "If I had to hurt her, I would have done it way back Ajay. I am the one supposed to have a soft corner for her."

I was getting colder by the passing moment.

Me: "Ajay, remove her dress but in a little seductive way. It should excite the audience. Do you understand what I mean?"

With Manoj and Ayub around, Ajay understood what I meant by hurting. He was afraid of them. Ajay, with much hesitation, started to undo Shyamali's clothes. He opened them to the best of his capability. Shyamali went red, either with anger or due to hard blushing, as Ajay undid her clothes.

Me: "That's better Ajay. Now take her hands in yours and make her stand. Display her body in such a way that it pleases our imaginations. If it does not please our imaginations, than Debjani will be given an experience by Manoj and Ayub. I am sure you know what kind of wolves they are."

Ajay took Shyamali's hands and made her stand up. I smiled as I saw expressions of surprise in Ajay's eyes. Shyamali was a bit more co-operative than Ajay had expected. Ajay made her stand about two feet away from us. It was a lovely sight to see Shyamali in her undergarments.

Manoj: "Sir, anyone would have gone soft seeing this beauty."

Ayub: "Sir, we understand now why you did not let us do anything to her."

Sanand: "Raj, Debjani has got her mother's skin and looks but is nowhere close to her when it comes to beauty."

Shyamali was relishing every comment. She just wished they got cheaper. She was surprised at her own self - for liking what was happening to her.

Me: "Ajay, the comments itself prove that you did it right. Bring her close to me, I want to smell her."

I was shaking with lust like never before. Her smooth skin in front of my eyes did not help me either. Her smell was so sweet and heavenly. I was in seventh heaven, nothing less. Eyes closed, I took a deep breath to let the smell deep into my whole being. As I opened my eyes, they locked on with Shyamali's.

Me: "Ajay, Hold her arms up straight for me. I want to smell her underarms."

I did not care what anyone thought of me and stuff like that. I was going to give them a sample of me.

Me: "Ajay, now hold her legs up. I want to smell and assess what she smells like, a gracious lady or a whore."

Ajay held her legs, guiding her to take her legs up but Shyamali resisted. I looked towards Sanand. He undid Debjani's skirt and held her leg up. He started to smell Debjani's cunt.

Sanand: "Raj, She sure smells like a whore. I cannot say the same for her mom."

Shyamali realized that she had no way out. She let her legs loose.

Me: "Ajay, deliver your wife between my legs."

Sanand: "Raj, I am so fortunate to be your friend. I need to learn a few lessons from you."

Ajay was forced to deliver Shyamali as I had asked. Shyamali sat there, looking down towards earth.

Me: "Shyamali, I think you know what you have to do next. Do I need to tell you everything?"

She undid my zippers with much hesitation. She had the look of shock on her face. My member measures around seven inches in length, girth is around six and a half inches. My mushroom head was also a thing which made ladies shiver. What brought around the expression on Shyamali's face was still unknown to me.

Sanand: "Debjani, Undo your fathers pant. Let's see how he compares to Raj."

Debjani was surprisingly cool about it. The paradox was quite comical. Ajay was about an inch at the moment, one could just see the head of his penis and nothing more. I could understand the why's and what's but it still brought a smile on my face.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Me: "Shyamali, go on and do what you are supposed to do."

Shyamali did not move at all. She looked in the direction of Ajay instead.

Me: "Ajay, I think she wants to hear from your mouth what she is supposed to do next. Tell her or Debjani can replace her."

Ajay: "Shyamali, suck his penis."

Me: "Can you please repeat it a bit loudly please."

Ajay: "Shyamali, suck his penis."

Ajay cried as he repeated a bit loudly. I could see the look of disbelief in Shyamali's eyes. I put a hand on her hairs (oh, they felt so silky) and guided her head towards my throbbing dick. Blood was flowing too nicely into every cell of my dick in anticipation of the first touch of Shyamali's lips and tongue on my dick. Poor thing, her mouth was not able to do much.

Manoj: "Sir, it seems she does not have much experience at sucking cocks."

Ayub: "Sir, her husband dick is not worth anything. I think you will have to tell her daughter to teach her about the intricacies of a blow job."

The comments made Ajay break down but the same could not be said for Shyamali or her daughter.

Me: "Shyamali, you are supposed to lick it like a lollipop. Am I right Debjani?"

Shyamali got the cue that she was supposed to get better at it or else Debjani was always there. She started to wrap her hot tongue all over my throbbing dick. I had been anticipating it for so long that I knew I would not be able to hold myself for much long. I told Shyamali to open her mouth as big as possible. I started to wank myself.

Me: "Ajay, it seems you have deprived your trophy wife of much fun. Don't worry. I will teach her everything slowly. For now, tell me where should I ejaculate - on her face or inside her mouth?"

Shyamali was feeling tingly all over, especially her cunt. She wished it did not show on her face, her expressions.

Shyamali sat between my legs, mouth open in anticipation of my semen. She looked so innocent. It added to my build up. I ejaculated and quite hard. I shot inside her mouth. Every drop of it, wiped the last dripping drops on her lips.

Me: "Swallow it Shyamali."

Shyamali swallowed. The sight was just sexy.

Me: "Debjani, give Sanand a blowjob and teach your mother how a proper blow job is given."

It was the first time that I saw Debjani did not give me that revenge look. Instead, she immediately went down on Sanand and started to play with his dick like never before.

Sanand: "Raj, something is wrong. She had never done such stuff on me before. I so very love it."

Manoj and Ayub were rubbing themselves frantically. Any person would, seeing what just happened in front of them.

Me: "Manoj, Ayub - you guys can give your dicks in Debjani's hand. She will know what to do. Is it okay with you Sanand?"

Sanand nodded his approval. It seemed he was in no mood to talk cause of what Debjani was doing to him down below. Debjani too did not seem to mind. Shyamali was sneaking a peek in between towards Debjani. Ajay was the only one suffering it seemed. Sanand was the first to shoot, followed closely by Manoj and Ayub as well. It was some sight to see. The visual treat was such that my dick started to rise to glory once again.

Me: "Ajay, you have the sexiest girl in your family. All of them are top grade girls."

Debjani visually blushed for the first time. It made me wonder what made her blush.

Me: "Ajay, your wife will feel like a woman for the first time in her life. You know it well that, before the night is over, I am going to fuck her and many a times as well. I would love that you undress her for me and later hand her over to me for my pleasures."

Ajay (looking pretty angry): "You will do what you want either ways. Why are you telling me to do this stupid stuff?"

Me: "Ah! Someone is feeling angry. I understand your rage Ajay but I am afraid you will have to do exactly as I tell you."

I looked towards Manoj and Ayub. They did not even wait for my instruction. They just took Debjani by force and ripped away her sports bra and cotton panties. It shook Ajay to his core. He was forced to resign, yet again.

He stood behind Shyamali and started to remove her bra.

Ayub: "Sir, it seems he is a professional at exposing his wife. Any man would have covered as much of her body possible before he did such a thing. Look at him. He is standing behind to expose her to the delights of everyone."

The comment made Shyamali sink her face deeper into her chest. Her hands covered her boobs.

Me: "Shyamali, I am sure you are enjoying this?"

Shyamali: "No, I am not."

Me: "I know you will be proved wrong soon. I know your cunt is all wet and ready to be ripped by my dear little monster."

Shyamali crossed her finger and hoped that her sex smells did not give away her state of excitement.

Me: "Ajay, go on. Remove her panties as well."

Shyamali turned her back towards us as Ajay undid her panties. It was a sight to see her standing nude in front of us.

Me:"Ajay, Her hips are indeed her best asset besides her face and skin."

Shyamali felt so happy from inside. It had been a while since anyone appreciated her. Despite being in a state of forced nudity, she was relishing the moments.

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Me: "Manoj, reverse her panties and show it to all of us."

Manoj: "Sir, she has soaked these panties."

He smelled her panties and continued.

Manoj: "She has surely not pissed. I guess it is clear that she loves what is happening to her."

Ayub: "Wow."

Me: "Ajay, make her turn in circles and slowly. Let's see what she really look likes."

Shyamali chose to let her body stay exposed. She hid her face with both her hands. She was what one could call a lady with a perfect body. Attractive face (we had already seen it before), lovely skin, color, complexion, tone, 34 size boobs with perfectly centered areola, nipples poking and standing out, slim waist, slightly heavier hips, long legs - slender yet strong.

Me: "Shyamali, you are nothing short than a Goddess herself. What do you do to keep yourself in shape? Ajay you have been more than lucky to have your hands on such a girl. I am jealous of you. You have enjoyed her body when she was young even. I would say that if you compared Debjani and Shyamali now - Shyamali would win hands down."

I could not distinguish who was responsible for the new wave of musky smell, even in the open lounge area.

Me: "Bring her to me Ajay."

Ajay hesitated but ultimately did as he was told.

Me: "Ajay, sit three feet away from my sofa. I want you to see everything in detail. After all, it will be the first time your wife will become a woman. She is still a virgin it seems. Your dick must not have even entered one third of her love tunnel."

Ajay resisted the idea. I looked at Manoj. He knew what to do. He came and made Ajay sit - by force. Manoj shifted his chair next to Ajay so he could not shift his view or his place.

I started to slowly fondle Shyamali's body. The more my hands brushed her boobs, the more her nipples poked. It seemed they kept on growing with every touch. It was a sight which left me gasping and titillated. I told her to turn and face Ajay. I started to feel her back and hips. I could see the goose pimple up close on her skin. I knew she was excited. I trailed my fingers all way from her waist, to her hips, slightly brushing her asshole and on to her vagina. I parted her vaginal lips and started to insert my fingers into her burning cunt.

Me: "Shyamali, you are so excited. Fuck, I have yet to feel such a wet cunt on my finger. Why is your cunt giving burning sensation to my finger? Ajay, your wife is one big time slut. I can assure you of that."

Shyamali was too embarrassed to look at Ajay as I spoke. I removed my fingers from her cunt and rubbed all the juices on my finger onto her poking nipples. I did not why I did this but I did it. The result was that Shyamali lowered herself on to my throbbing dick. I held it steady for her. She was clearly gasping as my mushroom head started to spear her cunt apart. She started to lower herself but my girth did not make it easier for her. Her lubrication inside did help her much as she ultimately was able to go in all the way. The one thing that had changed was - she was the active one.

Me: "I know you are more than horny at the moment otherwise your cunt would not have been squeezing on my member. I want you to tell in exact words what you feel being penetrated by my member. I also want you to compare how you feel now from your previous experiences. Do you understand it?"

She squeezed her love muscles hearing my words. I started to slowly thrust her love box. I could sense she was on fire, her face clearly reflected it.

Shyamali: "Ajay, his penis is so thick and big. I feel so much like a woman now. I had never felt so full and loved when I was with you."

The words ignited something deep within me. My thrusts had gained speed. The rhythmic thrusts were making her moan. No matter how much she tried, a few moans in between.

Me: "Shyamali, the more I see your ass and lovely back from here - the more I become desperate to fill you with my seeds."

Shyamali felt so much complete inside. She was not only being physically loved but was also being appreciated.

Shyamali: "Fuck meeeeeeeeeee Raj. I am feeling so hornyyyyy. I think I will.... ohhhh my goddddddd"

The exhalation (after orgasm) made one and all so very jealous, especially Ajay. She had never come close to orgasm with him. Debjani also looked like a jealous girl too.

Me: "I have just started Shyamali but your body is such that I will not be able to hold much. Where do you want me to cum?"

Shyamali: "I want you to cum deep inside me. I would love to feel your hot semen all inside me."

Ajay was squirming more and more as my strokes became fast. It seems Shyamali did not have sex for a while. I felt her clamping hard on my member again. She was one great fuck. She knew when to clamp and when to release. I was the one gasping now.

Me: "You slut, if you keep on clamping and releasing like that, how can I make you orgasm again?"

My dialogue opened the floodgates for her. She had no shame left. She did not care whether her husband or daughter was watching her. All she wanted was a release. She clamped and clamped. She was gurgling from deep inside her as well. I moaned loudly as I once again inserted deep inside her. I knew I was going to shoot hard inside her. My stream of cum must have triggered something inside her. I felt her orgasm yet again.

Shyamali: "I feel so complete today."

She slumped on to my chest. My hands were slowly feeling her boobs and nipples.

Ajay: "Now that you have forced my whole family, humiliated them. Are you happy?"

Me: "Ajay, this is just the beginning."

I laughed. Ajay had the look of disbelief on his face.

Shyamali: "I hope it never ends."

Ajay's ordeals increased listening to Shyamali's words.

In the mean time, Sanand had started to fuck Debjani. He came inside her after a few minutes. Debjani was jealous seeing her mother experience two orgasms while she did not experience any. She took Ayub's penis and guided it inside her cum filled cunt. Even Ayub could not manage to stay for long inside her. Manoj did not want to be left away. He finally assaulted her over flowing cunt and deposited his semen along with the other guys as well.

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It was some sight to see both ladies and their overflowing cunts.

Me: "Ajay, it is about time you started your clean up job. Be the bitch that you wanted me to become."

Shyamali parted her legs and looked at Ajay. I knew internally his humiliation was complete. I wish I had known that another one was just around the corner. Debjani told him to clean hers as well after he licked clean Shyamali's cunt.

I felt pity for Ajay for the first time, actually.

Me: "Debjani, I cannot understand you. If you hate your father so much then why did you put your body in line to get the revenge against me?"

Ajay too looked forward to her answer.

Debjani: "I used to respect him for everything that he did for us. His need for power got us into all kind of troubles. I don't respect him anymore and I have been quite verbal about it. Had it not been for my mother, I would have left him way back."

Me: "It is such a lovely sentiment you have for your mother. I respect it. Did you know that your father sent your mother to me when he was in jail?"

Debjani was surprised to hear this. It clearly reflected on her face.

Me: "Do you know that he sent her to me to get the money for his bail, the second time too?"

I was enjoying corrupting her brain. Ajay was speechless to the questioning looks of Debjani.

Me: "Did you know that he used my reference to get a job at my friend's restaurant?"

Sanand was just a spectator to my drama.

Me: "Did you know that your father, on his own, could not fulfill the expenses of your family and hence he forced your mother to do the job as well?"

I struck the right chords. Debjani was totally on my side.

Me: "Did you know what he made her do at the restaurant they work? Ask him."

All eyes were on Ajay now. I searched for a picture on my mobile which I showed to Sanand. I also took out a small box - the one that contained Shyamali's used panties. Ajay recognized the box immediately. He basically had nothing to say or clarify.

Me: "Debjani, come here. Have a look. He made your mother undo her panties in the restaurant. If you don't believe me, look at this picture and then into the box for yourself."

Debjani looked at my mobile. A tear trickled down her cheeks seeing the picture. She opened the box and recognized her mother's panties as well. Ajay kept on blabbering and clarifying but his words did not reach her deaf ears. She felt a rage, a rage I wanted her to feel against Ajay.

Sanand: "Ajay, I am surprised to hear all this. You have indeed stooped to quite low levels to get things done your way. Answer me truly. You needed to prove yourself to certain group of people and that is why you did all those complain against Raj here. Are those people in the same mess as you?"

Debjani: "No Sir, all of them used him to get their means. None of them came to meet him even. I wish I could shoot each and every one of them personally."

Ajay's self esteem sunk lower to be exposed totally in front of one and all.

Me: "Debjani, don't you want revenge against them. Are they also not responsible for your families' problems? Should they also not feel some of the pain that you went through?"

I knew I was striking the perfect words. Debjani's revenge energies were building up. I could see a shine on Shyamali's face too.

Me: "Ajay, it must be quite clear to you by now that neither of the ladies of your house will live with you. If you want, you can leave this town. You can, otherwise, stay in the servant's quarters. You are not allowed inside the house anymore."

Shyamali: "I will not let him leave us and go to other town. He has to stay as a guard, a dog, at our house. I want Debjani to use him as bait for her and my revenge."

Me: "Agreed. So it is decided Ajay that you will stay in the servant's quarters from now on."

Ajay had never felt so humiliated. The only spark in his life was to see those people suffering who had made his life a living hell. His shoulders slumped as he nodded his approval to stay in the servant's quarters.

Debjani was already busy weaving her revenge theories. She wanted her revenge on so many people with my help.

That would happen in the times to come but that is another story.

END