Adultery Ordeal of a 30 yr old housewife.. by masala_man

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Poor Nilanjana was hurting all over from the hard fucking she’d received from Ustadji and Choudhariji. Her ass felt like it had been torn apart, her pussy was sore and her mauled boobs were aching. From sucking the two large cocks, her jaws felt like they had been spread apart by a car-jack and the horrible taste of Choudhariji’s cum in her mouth and throat made her want to throw up.


They let her lie there for a minute or two and then Vicky ordered her to get moving…

“OK Randi bhabhi, you’ve got fifteen minutes to recover yourself. You can use the bathroom, get something to drink in the kitchen and if you want to lie down, you can do so in a corner in the kitchen. But in exactly fifteen minutes, we want you back here ……”

Nilanjana rushed to the bathroom, determined to take maximum advantage of the brief respite she’d been given.

She washed all three of her holes thoroughly, even using a toothpaste she found in the bathroom to clean her mouth, but could not get rid of the horrible taste from her mouth or the feeling of being dirty from her pussy and ass.

How could she?.... after all the dirty feeling came more from the degradation she’d been subjected to, than the cum they’d deposited in her…

Soon she realized it was no use and went to the kitchen to drink some water and decided to rest for a few minutes on the floor in a corner of the kitchen. Even this was degrading – after all only a dog would be made to rest like that ….

….naked, on the floor, in a corner of the kitchen…

…But then the collar she still wore told her that she was not much more than a dog bitch to these men and she had to get what rest she could…… she knew that another round would start soon, and she needed all her strength….

Soon she heard Vicky calling to her, “Your time’s up Randi bhabhi….”

Not wanting to give them an opportunity to punish her, she jumped up and rushed back to the living room....

The first sight she was that of Jo bent over and examining the prostrate form of Jamuna, lying on the sofa, where it had been lying since they’d come to the farmhouse…

She heard Jo say, “Looks like the drug has worn off….. I think she’s ready to be woken up…….”

[Ramesh_Rocky]

khan1900 -

The revenge, part 2





The sisters got each a new name: Nazneen and Khandan. Symbolic for the new life that will start after leaving the shore of India. But they don’t know yet. They got their tattoos after they plunged in darkness and slience. Each will only hear her new name after the delivery at the venue of each new master. Yes, they will never meet again. Asma has no idea if the sisters will soon forget their old names. Maybe even in time get rid of all memories of their former life. Brainwashed... But she don’t care. It is enough that the humiliation of the sisters will continue.

She is sure that Nazneen will be trained in a perfect slave. Her new owner will be a slave trader in the middle East. After training and using her he might sell her again. Maybe to Japan or China, maybe to Africa. Asma likes the idea how the younger sister will be fucked by some rich businessman in Africa. “Poor, poor girl” she giggles and puts her index finger on top of the place where she presumed the lips of Nazneen will be. “See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil”. She touches one nipple with her finger and touches the other with her burning cigarette. A weak moaning escapes from the rubber stuffed mouth.

Now she turns towards the body that was once called Nilanjana. “Wicked woman”, she whispers. “A strict punishment. Less than a whore. You got it all. Yes, you got it all."

The nurse is finishing the last preparations. In the ambulance the girls will be locked in a box. The nose tubes attached to a ventilator. In the first seconds after the nurse turns on the ventilator the sisters will be happy to receive fresh air. Than, to their horror, they will realize to be subjected to forced breathing. According to the nurse the “patients” will get justed to the forced breathing after 15 minutes. But Asma Khan wants the women to suffer as much as possible. The nurse tells that she will do her best to adjust the ventilator in such a way that after a while the air supply will get irregular in time and quantity. Furthermore, it might be possible that her colleague smokes a cigarette, sitting next to the air vent of the ventilator. Both women, being dependent on the machine, will indeed suffer.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

khan1900 -


The Revenge, part 3



Mumbai, 36 hours earlier

Kumkum stayed for two days at the house of her friend Geeta. She had not seen or heard of her sister Nilanjana since then. Geeta could not get to know what was wrong with her friend. Kumkum did not dare to tell anything about the kidnapping or the strange behaviour of her sister. If anyone would know about her kidnap it would be nearly impossible to prove that she has not been bangd and lost her modesty. Also the fact that her sister had stolen a lot of money (as she had been told) was not a thing she would share, even with her best friend. Finally Geeta suggested to meet some friends at the shopping mall, maybe Kumkum could get some relaxation.

Now Kumkum was on her way back to the apartment to get some clothes. She did not allow Geeta to accompany her, not being sure what to find at home.
At the apartment no one was at home. No trace of Nilanjana or her brother-in-law Siddarth.

Kumkum takes a bath. Kumkum don’t know all her movements in the flat are monitored by the hidden cameras placed by Vicky and Rohit. Nor she knows that Vicky and Rohit are jerking them off while watching the undressed Kumkum. They watch her putting on her bra and panties. Putting on lipstick, mascara. Getting dressed in a purple blouse and a pair of tight jeans. It’s an expensive pair, Italian design and back zipped. Kumkum loves it. It puts great emphasis on her sexy butt. A friend joked her not to wear it on one of Mumbais overcrowded busses. Within seconds guys would unzip her butt and start fondling her ass. In a jeans like that she might even end up being assfucked on the bus. Kumkum laughed at her. Surely she was jealous.

Kumkum is ready now. She grabs her bag and her cellphone and closes the door of the flat, takes the elevator down. She leaves the building. Her cellphones rings. It’s not Geeta, it’s not Nilanjana. No, its the mother of Rahul her fiancé. The message is short. The wedding will be postponed. It’s better not to ask any questions. They will inform her in a few days.

Kumkum is astonished. Has this something to do with her sister, her strange behaviour, the kidnapping? Kumkum suddenly feels very bad.

“Hello Kumkum”. A girl in red salwar-kameez approaches her. She does not recognize the girl.
“Don’t worry, I am sent by Siddarth. I suppose you have a lot of questions?”
Kumkum is suspicious. How does she know? On the other hand Siddarth might be informed by the family of Rahul.
“Let’s not stay here too long. Please come with me”.
The girl looks friendly. And what can Kumkum do? She is in a difficult position.
“Come with me, and all your doubts will be solved. But I can’t tell you more here. We might be overheard”.

Two minutes later the two girls leave in a car. Forty minutes later Kumkum finds herself in a flat. During the ride the unknown girl avoided any discussion on the subject. She just kept talking some nonsense chit-chat and flattered Kumkum with some questions and remarks about her jeans and blouse.

Now in the flat, they sit next to each other on a sofa, in front of a TV set.
“I want to show you a video”. The gril turns on the DVD-player.

Kumkum watches a woman in her early 30’s dancing in front of ten guys. Only clothed in white bra and slip. A second scene: the same woman on her fours, being fucked. She screams: “AH, AHHHHH, AAHHHH. Deeper Harder. I am YOUR RANDI BHABHI. The HOTTEST RANDI of Mumbai. FUCK ME. FUCK ME.” The video shows clearly the boots. Overknees with stilettos. There are words written on the boots: “FUCK ME”, “BOOT WHORE”, “SEX SLAVE”. There are also words written in lipstick on her body: PLAY WITH ME, FUCK TOY, CUM IN ME. The woman wears a chain, clamped on her nipples. It looks very painful, but it seems only to make the woman more horny. She starts to cock suck a second man. He is pulling the nipple chain hard. The woman moans.
Next the woman is riding a dildo, with a second dildo in her ass.

Kumkum is shocked. She knows this whore. And she recognizes the humiliating, degrading, treatment of her. She has read it all before...

She turns her head. The girl smiles at her. Kumkum can hardly speak. "You must be... you must be...".

"Yes, Kumkum, you are right".

.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

khan1900-


"Yes, Kumkum. Without all your letters tou sent to me, it might be me in that video. Dishonoured, turned in a sex slave, fulfilling the dark desires of countless men. But you revealed the evil in the mind of your sister and saved me. And now, you and me are here… "


Kumkum is devastated. Her world collapses. She cannot think properly. She wants to leave. But is that the right thing?

Suddenly the cell phone of Kumkum rings. Asma Khan takes the remote control and increases the volume of the TV set. The DVD shows Nilanjana in the middle of a double penetration. One guy fucks her hard in her cunt, the other fucks her in the ass. In between Nilanjana, extremely horny, licking her red lips, shouting: AAAHHHHH, GOOD, HARD, HARDER, I am your RANDI!!! UUUHHHH, AAAAHHHH.

Ms Khan watches the confused Kumkum.

"Kumkum, Its your choice. Or answer the phone and let your friend know that you are watching a porn video featuring your sister. Or hand me your cellphone, and I will put the volume down and deal with this call. "

Kumkum feels she has no choice. She hands over the phone to Asma Khan, not sure what will happen.

“Be quiet!!! Don’t speak a word. Otherwise you will be in deep trouble!!!!”. Asma puts a finger on her lips.

Asma answers the phone call with a sweet voice:

" Hello?

- Ah Geeta. No this is her phone.

- No, no. There is some urgent matter. … Involving her sister…

- No Kummy cannot speak to you at the moment…

- No, no need to worry…

- She will call you later…

- Bye…"

Asma puts the phone away, and smiles.

"Sorry, Kummy, but I don't think we should bother other people with our little secret. I am sure you agree. Think it over. What would happen if your friend Geeta would know the truth. That your sister is a whore. That she features in a blue movie. That you betrayed your sister...."

Kumkum gets angry. "Enough of this. You..., you.... I wish I had never..."

"Sorry it's too late... You betrayed your sister. But, you are free to go if you want. However, I have to warn you... and I have an offer. An offer you cannot refuse."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

khan1900 -


"First of all, Kumkum, you may leave now. But I have to warn you. In this shiny blouse, the jeans that flatter your bum so much and your high heels, I doubt if you will come far without being bangd. Just imagine. A black hood will be pulled over your head. You will never be able to identify the gang that assaulted you. You only feel their strong hands. They take you to a dark, lonely place in a building you will never able to identify. They unzip your jeans, remove your red panties. And start to invade your virgin womanhood and arsehole. Yes, Kukmum, not only bangd in your shaved pussy... I guess you also will be sodomized... They cannot resist that lovely butt, in that tight jeans with the long zipper on the ass side..."


The only words Kumkum can utter was "uh, uh", and Asma notices her desperate gaze.

"Nothing you can do about it... You are helpless and entirely at your assailant’s mercy. They start to fuck your mouth. You will have to swallow their semen. And afterwards, you will find yourself at an unknown place in this big city. Maybe some people will help you, maybe not. Going to the security officer...? Showing your semen stained jeans? Your sexy panties. Lengthy stay at the hospital. A nurse taking samples from your mouth, pussy and arse. The discovery your sister is a thief and a whore... Her DVD's will be for sale on the internet. You both will be exposed. All because of you."

Kumkum eyes fill with tears. She realizes Asma Khan was in charge now.

"But, don't be desperate. You can save yourself... and if you are a good girl, your sister as well. Your womanhood will be respected. I offer you the oportunity to start a new life. In a town far away. No one will know about your past. A new name. A orphan girl, married in a traditional family. A subservient daugher-in-law. The perfect "choti bahu".

Asma paused for a moment.

"The only thing that I ask is to admit your mistakes, the mistakes of your sister and accept some punishment. Don't hesistate. Kneel down — fall on your knees - fold your hands - and beg me to receive your punishement."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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[pcirma]

The remaining part of the story : -

The dark demanding eyes penetrate Kumkum's soul. She feels that she cannot escape this ruthless lady. No, even stronger, she feels that Asma Khan offers her the only possible way to escape this nightmare. Yes she is right, she must accept punishment for her and her sisters mistakes. She will accept any cruel punishment. In order to start a new life. 

Kumkum knees down, folds her hands. "I will do what you say, please..."

Asma knows she has Kumkum within her power. 

"Call me Miss Khan..."

"Yes, ... miss Khan... " Her voice trembles.

"Admit your mistakes.. and beg me to punish you"

"Yes, miss Khan... Please punish me, please, please..."

Kumkum avoids the gaze of her subjugator. Asma takes Kumkums head between her hands. 

"Girl, show me your ashamed face".

Kumkum looks up. The demanding eyes of Miss Khan control her, the demanding voice hypnotize her. 

"You betrayed your sister"

"Yes, I am a traitor, Miss Khan"

"You and your sister are a living shame for all Indian women."

"Yes, Miss Khan".

"Admit your didi is a whore and a thief"

"Yes, Miss Khan, my didi is a whore and a thief".

"What is her name?

"Nilanjana, Miss Khan"

"How do they call her? What is written on the DVD cover?"

"Randi Bhabhi, Miss Khan. My sister is Randi Bhabi.."

"She is the biggest randi of Mumbai"

"Yes, Miss Khan, the biggest..."

"Will you accept your punishment, and save you and your sister from further disgrace??

"Yes, Miss Khan, please punish me, I beg you... please".

"Well, lets meet Aunty Malini and Aunty Manjusha. Pay them your respect..."

Kumkum turned her face. During her humiliation she had been watched by two women. Full make up, large red bindis, colorful sarees, a lot of gold. Aunty Malini holding a cane in her hands, Aunty Manjusha a leather strap. They certainly knew how to deal with indecent girls.

Aunty Malini speaks first: 
"Lets pretent I am your "saas" (mother-in-law). I will teach you now how to behave... choti bahu... Your first lesson starts now".

Aunty Malini?

While her sister Kumkum was going to receive her first "lesson", Nilanjana contemplated her fate. The degraded and humiliated housewife realized she had been turned in a whore. Countless men had been using her pussy, mouth and even sodomized her. Also becoming an addict to the sex drug given to her by her brother-in-law and guilty of the abduction of a village belle, there was little or no hope to be saved. She had to obey her tormentors. Now, she even believed that she had indeed stolen the 5 Lakh. Her only hope was that her little sister could save herself...

Two hours later an atomic bomb placed in the center of Mumbai by a bunch of desperate terrorists ended the poor lifes of the sisters.

[pcirma]

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I have posted the remaining part of the story which I had with me.
Repped you for posting this story.

[masteranddegrader]

this ending sucks....can someone else continue this story and degrade both the sisters?

[Raj28]

Superb story

[ronylol]

continue this story and degrade both the sisters anyone ?

[Givemeextra]

good story. Ending not so good.

Thanks for posting.

[Sincemany]

One of the best story

[Amit2021msm]

One of the worst story ever ! Hate it !