Thriller The Story of Meera

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The Story of Meera Ch. 02
"I think no one entered the cabin after that," Meera said, "Coz if someone saw the body, they would have reported it by now."
Mithila was completely shaken. "I don't know what to say Meera, this is all too much for me."
"I understand," Meera said giving her a gentle side hug, "But it is what it is. We can't change any of this. But you don't have to worry Mithila. You are a sweetheart, and you have done what no one else ever has. I have another request. Please drive me to Queen's Heart bar in Colaba, I think I worked there. Perhaps I'll remember something more."
Mithila began to drive towards Colaba. It was a long way ahead. It took almost 2 hours for them to reach their destination. Both women were very quiet all along.
Finally, they reached Queen's Heart. The place was alive and buzzing with people. The lights and the music brought back Meera's suppressed memories. She just remained very quiet and gazed that the bar's entrance with moist eyes, remembering all the bittersweet moments she spent there. A tear rolled down her cheek as she stepped out of the car without saying a word to Mithila.
"Where are you going Meera?" Mithila asked, but Meera didn't respond.
Meera kept walking towards the bar. She stared the entrance for a moment and then turned left. Mithila followed her quietly through the narrow lanes and alleys. On the way, Mithila kept trying to talk the her by Meera didn't say a word. She kept walking, like she knew the way. Finally, she turned into one narrow alley and arrived at a building. It looked like an old structure in a congested locality. The paint over the walls had peeled off at places. The building appeared so rickety, looked like it could collapse any time. Meera quietly walked upstairs to the second floor and stood in front of room no 203. Mithila was following her.
There were a few potted plants near the door. Meera reached into one of the plants and found a key. She opened the door with the key and entered the room. It was a humble apartment. She entered the apartment, and touched the objects in the room fondly, with a faint smile on her face, as if remembering them. And then a painful memory hit her like lightning.
Her own screams echoed in her ears. She placed her palms over her ears in a desperate attempt to make it stop. She ran outside the door, down the stairs. Mithila tried to follow her but Meera was too fast. Within seconds she was out of her sight.
"Meera!" Mithila called out, "Meera, where are you?"
It was late night and there was no one on the street. There were dark alleys all around her, Mithila felt like she was trapped in some kind of a maze. She kept calling out Meera's name but didn't get a response. She started looking for Meera at each and every corner or the area.

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Finally, she turned into one dark alley and she heard sobbing noises. She found a dumpster there and carefully tiptoed around it. She found Meera hiding next to the dumpster, curled up and sobbing bitterly.
"Hey there girl," Mithila said rubbing her shoulder, "What are you doing here? Let's get you back to the hospital."
"I remember now Mithila," Meera said tearfully, "I was hiding here that night, this was the last place I felt safe before...they found me..."
Mithila helped Meera to her feet and hugged her. "You are safe now sweetheart," Mithila said, "Come let's get you into the car."
Meera took tiny steps as Mithila supported her. She felt...empty, like all her energy had been drained away. Suddenly she stopped in her tracks and ran back towards the dumpster and began to search something underneath it. Her eyes gleamed as she found it and began to reach for it.
"What is it Meera?" Mithila asked.
"My cellphone," she said and she grabbed it and got up dusting her clothes. "The battery is dead, but I'm sure it will still work. The phone dropped out of my hand when they dragged me away and slid underneath here...I was talking to Kabir...I had called him for help..." a tear rolled down her eyes as Meera spoke.
Mithila wiped off her tears and slowly guided Meera back to the car. "We need to get you back to the hospital," she said as she started driving.
Meera quietly gazed out of the window for a long time. When she had gathered enough strength, she spoke.
"I remember a few things now Mithila, not everything but just a few things. The dream about the crate, it was real. Me and Kabir, we landed on the coast of Mumbai about 4 months ago. I believe we were escaping from some place, that is why we had to travel on a cargo ship inside a crate. I really don't remember anything before this point. Travelling inside a crate was a disturbing experience and I don't know how many days we were in there. Perhaps I was drugged so that I don't freak out. Once we landed here, the crate in which I was hiding was unloaded on the docks. Kabir helped me out of the crate. I couldn't remember anything, but Kabir comforted me..."
Mithila was listening patiently. "Go on," she said.
Meera started narrating her story...
"He was a few years elder to me, he was like my guardian. He told me we used to be slaves somewhere in a gulf country. Kabir's looks and Arabic accent made me feel that he was perhaps a native of one of the middle Eastern countries. But he wouldn't tell me anything more than that. I often asked him about where I came from, where my family was, and who I was really. But he never told me anything. All he would say is that I was sold as a slave when I was very young and he watched them do horrible things to me. I asked him about the degrading words written on my body, and he said back when I was a slave in the gulf, my Masters marked me as some sort of a punishment. But he never told me why I was punished. The more he watched me suffer, the stronger his feelings grew for me and the stronger the determination to help me escape."

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"Now we were in Mumbai, we weren't slaves anymore, we were free! I still remember the evening we set foot in this city; it was perhaps the most beautiful moment of my life. I was with my Kabir, I remember that beautiful sunset I saw sitting next to him holding his hand, the mark of a new life for us."
"But the joy was transient. Soon cold and hunger consumed our happiness. We had to make a living, we had to feed ourselves. We spent the rest of the evening walking around the city approaching various establishments for a job, no matter how menial, we were ready to do it. And finally, we found a bar by the name Queen's Heart, who needed waiters. Me and Kabir instantly agreed for the job. The bar's manager was a pervert and kept making passes at me but as long as Kabir was around, he wouldn't cross the line."
"There I met Sharon. She was also a waitress at the bar. She was very sweet. She let me share her room and found a place for Kabir to stay too, with some of her male colleagues. The new job brought a new wave of happiness in our lives. We had money, we had a decent place to live, we felt truly free."
"Sharon was a lovely girl. Me and her, we became kind of best friends. She told me about herself. She was from a village near Goa. She had lost her father at a young age and her mother and 2 siblings depended on her. So, she had moved to Mumbai, so she could make some money for her family. We got along really well, we used to hang out, go the malls, salons, do a lot of girl stuff together. We shared secrets and we became the best of friends. And I had Kabir too. Kabir and me, we got to spend a lot of time with each other. Our fondness grew and we fell in love. And one day, Kabir proposed me!"
Meera blushed as she remembered that moment.
"And I said yes, of course...we had dreams you know, of living a life together, so sharing all joys and sorrows and maybe have children..."
Meera's eyes suddenly became tearful. Meera switched on her phone that had charged enough by now. She showed pictures of herself and Sharon to Mithila. "And that is Kabir, my darling." She said showing Mithila a picture of Kabir.
Mithila looked at Meera's face. She had the brightest of smile on her face as she talked about Kabir. Her eyes gleamed with joy as she recalled the beautiful moments spent with him. Mithila smiled looking at Meera's joyful face.
"Everything was fine until one day, Sharon just left in the wee hours of the night. She just sent me a text - "Mom's sick, gotta go home." I tried to call her but her phone was switched off," Meera continued her narration.
"Few hours after she left, there was a rude knock on her door. I looked at the time, it was 3 am. I wondered who could be knocking like that on the door.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Open the door bitch!" one man shouted.
I was alerted and grabbed my phone. Suddenly the door flung open. The men had kicked open the door. I was terrified seeing four men barge into my flat.
"Where is she?" the man asked her roughly.
"Who?" I asked.

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"Sharon! Where is she?" the man asked again. He signaled the other three men to search for her in the apartment.
"She left for home in the morning," I said in utter confusion, "Her mother is sick."
"That lying piece of shit!" the man growled, "She disappeared with a large packet of heroin she was supposed to deliver."
I couldn't believe my ears. I had never imagined that Sharon was involved with drug dealers.
"Take her instead," the man said, "she'll do just fine."
"What?" I screamed her eyes wide open in horror, "Why me? I had nothing to do with this...please let me go."
"Do you know the cost of the packet Sharon stole?" the man growled, "You are going to recover those costs for us."
"No please..." I begged as the men dragged me out of the door and down the stairs, "Please let me go...please..."
"Hold her," one of the men said, "We'll get the car."
Two men held me while the other two, left to get their car. I was still in shock, I could barely realize what was happening. But I knew this was my only chance of escaping. I used all my strength to struggle free from their grip and ran as fast as could. I turn into a dark alley but I could not run further as there was a dead end. I tried to retrace my steps, but I heard those men talking, "Where the fuck did she go? Find her at any cost! Spread out, search in each and every alley!"
I knew I had to hide. I could never outrun them. I found a dumpster in that alley. I hid behind it. I was trembling in fear. I had my phone with me, I tried to call Kabir, but he didn't answer. I called him again and again but still there was no answer. I started to type a text but he called back. I answered almost immediately, but I guess one of the goons heard my phone ringing and started rapidly approaching me.
"You OK Meera?" Kabir asked.
"Kabir...some men are after me...it's because of Sharon, she was involved with drug dealers...and now she's gone leaving me alone and...now they are after me...please help...me please..."
"Where are you now?" he asked.
"I'm hiding in an alley near my apartment near the...," I could barely complete my sentence when I saw one of those men standing right in front of me and screamed.
"Found her! Over here!" he shouted out to the other men.
The man grabbed me roughly and dragged me out. My phone dropped out of my hand and slipped under the dumpster. He slapped me multiple times and said, "Shut the fuck up bitch, the more noise you make, the worse this is going to be for you."
"We need to drag her for quite some distance," another man said, "These alleys are too narrow for the car."

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"Walk quietly or I slit your throat," the man holding me said holding a knife to my throat.
I had no choice. I walked with them up to their car. Just as they were about to drag me in, I saw a bike's headlight. It was Kabir!
"Kabir!" I screamed, "Help me!"
"Quick get her in," said one man pushing me inside the car and they drove off.
Kabir followed us relentlessly. As long as I could see him, my heart was at peace.
"What the hell does he think he is doing?" one of them commented looking at me, "Ask him to back off or he loses his life."
"Please let me go," I begged.
"That is just not possible girl," the man said calmly taking out a gun, "Ask him to stop following us or I'll have to shoot him."
"No! No! please don't," I begged, "Please don't hurt him..."
"Then tell him to fuck off," he ordered.
I leaned towards the car's window and saw Kabir following closely. I couldn't hold back my tears. "Stop following," I said to him, "They'll shoot you if you don't!"
"No Meera, I can't let them take you," Kabir said.
"Please Kabir, don't risk your life for me...I love you, I need you..." I said.
Kabir seemed to consider it for a moment and slowed down.
"Don't be a dickhead!" the man from the front seat barked, "Shoot him while you still can. This guy could cause trouble."
"NO! NO! PLEASE DON'T" I screamed as loud as I could but the man pulled me inside the car and fired his gun. A single bullet was fired from his gun, and in less than a second...I lost everything. I tried to look through the rear window, I saw Kabir fallen on the road lying in a pool of his blood. I could not even take a proper look at him, the car just sped away.
"Now look what you did to your lover boy," the man said to me, "He is dead because of you."
Something broke within me that instant. I should have never made that phone call. Kabir died because of me. He died! Just like that! All our dreams shattered in an instant. I felt like I had lost all strength. My Kabir was gone. I was completely at the mercy of these men now. I had no energy left to struggle anymore. I just closed my eyes and wept quietly.
They drove for almost an hour and finally dragged me out. It was a secluded warehouse in the outskirts of a city. The fact that they didn't bother blindfolding me, I knew they weren't going to let me go alive ever. I had no complaints...it was ok if they were going to kill me after they were done using me, I just hoped, the sooner the better. At least that way I could be with Kabir, I could tell him how much I love him, and that I am sorry.
The men dragged me and pushed me in front of another man who seemed to be their leader.

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"Sharon escaped," one of the men said to their leader, "So we brought her instead."
"Hmmm.." the leader said scanning me from head to toe. He lifted my chin to have a good look at my face and asked, "What's your name girl?"
"Meera," I replied. I couldn't hold back my tears.
The man grabbed my arm and pulled me closer, he started running his hand gently through my hair.
"You look like a sweet girl Meera," he said wiping my tears, "Look at that innocent face."
He started sliding my dress off my shoulders. I felt crushed being stripped in front of so many men. I resisted him.
"What's the matter?" he spoke in his typical soft tone, "All these men are going to fuck you eventually, so there's nothing to be shy about."
"Please don't..." I begged.
"Would you rather have us tear it down?" he asked again softly with a smile.
I felt utterly helpless. I was drowning in shame as he made one of his men pull down my dress. I wasn't wearing a bra. I was standing wearing only my panties in front of 5 men. And now they could see the degrading words written on my body.
"Woah!" the leader exclaimed running his hand over my tattoos, "What the hell! What's your story girl? Who did this to you?"
"I don't know, I don't remember," I said as tears continuously poured from my eyes.
"Hmmm...so someone fucked you up real good and then messed up your head so that you don't remember a thing...interesting. That's what created this rare magic of an innocent face with the body of a slut," he said, "I so badly want to fuck you girl..."
He grabbed my hair and forced a kiss. He then grabbed my arm and took me to a room nearby. There was a bed there covered with dirty sheets. He made me lie down on the bed and roughly pulled off my panties.
His men followed him to enjoy my degradation.
"Open your legs and let me see your holes," he ordered.
I just couldn't. The shame was too much. He sharply pinched my ass and said, "Understand one thing girl, from now onwards, you are just a piece of flesh to be used and this is going to be your life. The quicker you learn to obey commands, the better this miserable little life is going to be for you."
Realizing I had no choice, I obeyed his command.
He bent over to have a close look at my pussy and ass. "Hmm...," he said, "definitely not a virgin. Do you remember how many men have fucked you till now?"
I had no answer to his humiliating question. I just closed my eyes and shook my head.
"Have a look at her used holes," he said calling out to his men.

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One by one, all of them spread my pussy lips and had a close look at my most intimate parts. Some of them even rubbed by clit to tease me.
"Even if you knew how many times you've been fuck," he said with a smirk, "you are about to lose count now."
He tied a tourniquet on my arm.
"What are you doing?" I asked nervously.
"Giving you a shot to ease you up..." he said loading a syringe.
"Please no, not that..." I said desperately trying to get away from him.
He grabbed my ankle and roughly pulled me towards him. "Your body is mine to use as I please," he growled, "and if I want to give you a shot you take that shot get it? Eventually you'll realize this is actually mercy. I really don't want to hurt you girl, physically or mentally. That would be bad for business."
He pricked the needle in skin and the very next moment I felt a cold fluid enter my vein. It instantly reached my brain and my vision became hazy. It was a trance-like state, I could no longer tell what is real. I felt him crawl on top of me, he was naked too. He smiled at me and started nibbling my neck. I had completely lost control over my body. I felt like I was floating, like I was lying on a cloud. He started nibbling my nipples and waves of pleasure started shooting towards my pussy. I could feel the heat gather between my legs. My body began to crave his touch. My hands were all over his body, my fingernails digging into his skin, pulling him towards me. I grabbed his hair and pushed his head harder against my breasts. The maddening pleasure made me moan uncontrollably.
The other men were standing there watching me being humiliated and taken against my will. They all had their dicks out of their pants, and they were stroking it as they watched. As shameful as it was, I was losing the battle against my body's desires.
I felt the leader's hard cock against my pussy. My pussy was profusely wet and my clit was swollen with desire. He was teasing me. He rubbed his hard tip against my pussy. To add to my desperation, he started rubbing both my nipples with his thumbs. He was smiling at the desperate moans that escaped my lips.
"Everyone can hear you, you know..." he teased, "You are moaning real loud, like a bitch in heat."
At the point, I didn't really care. I had surrendered to by body's desires. I began to rhythmically began to thrust my hips to trying to meet his.
"Such a desperate slut," he said as he began to insert his cock inside me slowly, inch by inch.
He loved this slow torture. He smirked as he watched my face contort with desire and my eyes beg for more. He slowly began to thrust in and out of me. I was drowning in ecstasy. The pleasure was so much, I never wanted him to stop. Whatever was left of my conscious mind was utterly ashamed of myself. Perhaps I could never look myself in the eye for enjoying this degradation, but it was beyond my control. I wrapped my legs around his waist and began to thrust upwards. I wanted him deep inside me. I wanted to feel him cum inside me, I wanted to feel him explode. The thought itself was driving me insane, and drove me to the most intense orgasm I ever had. Everything faded into background and all I could feel was his hot hard rod going in and out of me. I don't know how long that orgasm lasted but as long as it did, I felt like heaven.
My body relaxed after the orgasm, but I was still lying all wide open and spread out for him to continue fucking me for as long as he wanted. I just so badly wanted him to cum in me. But he decided something else. When he neared his orgasm, he withdrew his cock and came on my face. He loved the fact that it instantly made look like a slut.
The sexual pleasures died down pretty quickly and shame and humiliation took over as the men in the room had a good look at me lying naked, exposed with a cum covered face. They jeered at me and took pictures of me in humiliating positions.
"All yours now.." the leader said as he walked out of the room.
"NO! NO!...please..." I begged as all four of them ganged up on me at once.
"Relax cunt, you'll do just fine, you are a habitual slut, you just don't know it," he said with a grin.
I looked at all four of them in horror and screamed in fear.
"All right, give her another shot and be gentle," the leader ordered his men, "Don't damage her,"
One of the men then approached me with another syringe. Once the drug was in my vein, I was almost unconscious. I could just feel multiple hands over my body, my nipples being continuously played, and I was repeatedly penetrated in my pussy, ass and mouth. I don't even know how long the ordeal lasted but once it was done, I was glad that I could finally rest.
I really don't remember clearly what happened after that, but they held me captive and forced themselves on me one after the other multiple times. After a few days, I vaguely remember that they moved me to the cabin in the woods. They kept me on drugs most of the time, so I don't remember clearly but I know that I was forced to have sex with multiple men. I just have bits and pieces of memories. The most recent memory I have is of that night you found me, almost 3 nights ago.
Meera checked the call logs on her phone to check when she made the last call to Kabir. "2 weeks," she said to Mithila, "They held me captive for 2 weeks. I am sure they never meant to let me go alive, but I guess I am lucky that I could escape."
Mithila noticed that Meera had become jittery and drew her arms and legs closer. She suddenly felt very cold. She began to shiver and she felt an ache in her muscles that kept growing by the minutes.
"What's happening to me, Mithila?" she asked in a trembling voice.
"It's the withdrawal," Mithila said as she pulled over the car. She picked up a blanket from the backseat and wrapped it around the trembling girl, "We need to get you to the hospital quickly. And after that you might need rehab. The drugs they've been pumping in you were highly addictive."

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"Am I going to be okay?" Meera asked.
"Of course," Mithila said handing over a pill to her with some water, "Take this, you'll feel better. Just hang in tight, while I drive you back to the hospital."
After some time Meera began to feel better. She took off the blanket, and rested her back against the car's seat, gazing the fast moving city from the car's window. There was a storm in her heart and so many things running in her head, but her expression was calm.
"Do you remember someone named Naina?" Mithila asked quickly gazing at Meera.
Meera thought for a moment and replied, "Not at the moment, why do you ask?"
"Last night after I injected you with a tranquilizer and you fell asleep in my arms, you referred to me as "Naina".
"Is it?" Meera said taking a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I don't remember..."
"It's alright," Mithila said with a faint smile, "Just close your eyes and try to relax. We'll be there soon."
Soon they reached the hospital. Meera was feeling weak, she could barely walk. Mithila ordered a nurse to get a wheel chair for her. As the nurse was taking Meera back to the ward, the receptionist called out to her.
"Miss. Meera," she said, "Your brother was here to see you."
Meera and Mithila shot each other a nervous look.
"My brother?" Meera asked.
"Yes," the receptionist, "Mr. Aryan Sinha, he was eager to see you. I informed him that you were taken to another hospital for a CT scan and that you would return soon. He said he'll come back and visit you in the morning."
"Can you show me how he looked like? I have a little trouble with my memory," Meera requested.
The receptionist looked and Mithila and Mithila nodded in approval. The receptionist showed her the CCTV footage of the man who claimed to be her brother.
"How did you know that he is my brother?" Meera asked.
"He had your picture, and he knew your name, and he said he was your brother," the receptionist said.
"Can I see the picture? What it a picture of me with him?" Meera asked.
"No, it was in his phone, just a picture of you..." she said nervously, "Is...there a problem?"
"Not at all," Meera said with a nervous smile, "I'll see him once he comes to visit tomorrow."
The nurse then escorted Meera to her ward and Mithila accompanied. The nurse helped Meera get onto her bed and left. Meera and Mithila were both nervous.
"Did you know him?" Mithila asked.
"No, never seen him before.." Meera said closing her eyes tightly, "He could be one of them...these men...they won't stop hunting me till I'm dead."

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"Meera," Mithila said, "I think it is time we should go to the security officer."
"Are you serious?" Meera said, "I killed a man Mithila. The security officer are just going to lock me away."
"You don't know if you killed him Meera," Mithila said, "You only know that he is dead. Maybe it was someone else who..."
"It was me," Meera said calmly, "I know it was me."
"Even if you did kill him, you did that out of grave provocation Meera," Mithila argued, "He bangd you!"
"bang?" Meera scoffed, "I begged him to fuck me, did you miss that part?"
"You were drugged Meera!" Mithila said, "I have proof that there was heroin in your blood in high doses!"
"You have proof that there were high doses of drugs I my blood," Meera said with a tear rolling down her cheek, "Do you have proof that I did not inject it myself? They'll just prove that I am a junkie whore who murdered a man brutally for a hit..."
"Meera..I..." Mithila stopped mid sentence not knowing what to say...
"I've lost Kabir Mithila," Meera said, "Now I can't afford to lose my freedom..."
Mithila hugged Meera and rubbed her back. "Okay Meera, if you don't want to go to the security officer...I'm changing your room right now, you cannot stay one more minute in this room. You are not safe here. And tomorrow, I am shifting you to another hospital with a different name." Mithila said with determination.
"Can I have a smoke?" Meera requested.
"This is a hospital Meera!" Mithila said sternly.
"Please..." Meera requested.
Mithila stared at her for a minute and then her expression softened. She reached into her purse and took out a cigarette and gave it to Meera and held a lighter for her. Meera lit the cigarette and took a puff.
"Why are you doing this, Mithila?" Meera asked.
"Doing what?" Mithila asked.
"You know what you are doing," Meera said taking another puff, "You are going far out of your way to help me."
"I just care about you girl," Mithila said holding Meera's face in her palms.
"As far as I know," Meera said, "Doctors don't babysit patients. You are not just doing your job. The way you are handling this is way too personal."
"Meera!" Mithila said looking into her eyes, "You aren't just a patient for me. You didn't just walk into my clinic one fine evening and walk out with a prescription. I found you lying on the road, drugged and wounded, with no idea of who you were!"
"You are risking way too much Mithila," Meera said, "It is hard to believe it is just out of sympathy. You know I killed somebody, and you are still not turning me in. Knowing that keeping quiet about a crime as serious as murder also makes you culpable, you are still helping me. You've been spending way too much time with me, smuggling me out of a hospital, driving me around to crime scenes, and now you are trying to protect me from people who perhaps want me dead. Do you even realize how dangerous this could be for you? You are an intelligent woman and you know what's at stake, and you are doing it anyway, for someone you know for how long? 3 days?! Why?"
"Meera...I..." Mithila stopped mid-sentence. She suddenly became tearful.
Meera noticed the sudden change in Mithila's expression. Meera held Mithila's face in her palms and asked, "What happened Mithila?"

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Mithila was tearful and choking in grief, "I know how it feels...many years ago...I was bangd in a moving car and thrown on the street...I lay there naked and cold...waiting for someone to help me...but no one did for hours...I thought I was going to die...I remember how helpless I was...I just wanted someone to hold me...and tell me I that I was safe...when I found you that night...I just couldn't leave you out there in the cold...and if you killed a rapist, you did the world a great favor, that bastard fucking deserved it!"
Meera's expression suddenly softened to know Mithila's reason. She gave Mithila a warm hug and comforted her. "I am sorry for what you have been through and I really appreciate your kindness Mithila," Meera said, "But my world is way too dark. I cannot put you in danger, that would be so selfish. You are a doctor; you have a loving husband and a good life. Don't risk it for some street scum like me. Let me go Mithila, I'll sort out my mess on my own, trust me."
Mithila was still in tears. "But you need to be in rehab," she said wiping her tears.
Meera smiled, "Just give me those pills that you gave me in the car, I'll be fine."
Mithila cleared Meera's discharge formalities. She gave Meera some money to help her with the transport and to find herself a place to live.
"Where will you go?" Mithila asked.
"I know a place," Meera said with a smile.
Meera left the hospital as soon as possible as the man looking for her could be back any moment. Perhaps he would return with more men, now that he had confirmed her location.
Meera covered her face with a scarf and quietly walked out of the gates of the hospital unnoticed. As she walked alone on the deserted streets, she felt a chill in the air, like the wind whispered in her ears about the impending danger. Meera had no idea for how long these men were going to hunt her and for how long she would manage to evade them. As she continued walking down a street she found a junkyard. It was very late in the night and no one was around. She found a discarded sofa in the junkyard. She curled up on it and closed her eyes, hoping that she would be safe here till morning.
As soon as the first ray of the sun gleamed over the horizon, Meera woke up. She was glad she could manage to make it through the night unharmed. She splashed some water on her face and continued her journey. She went to a supermarket and bought some canned food supplies. She spotted a large kitchen knife and bought it, hoping to protect herself from any potential attacks. Mithila had given her a backpack with a set of extra clothes, other essentials and a bottle of her maintenance medications.
After she was done shopping, she took a bus to Byculla. She walked up to a deserted factory and smiled. She walked around the mill compound wall and found a secret entrance. She entered the factory. It had been abandoned for several months and the gigantic machines were covered with a thick layer of dust. She walked around the huge factory premises till she found a small room. She pushed its metal door and it opened with a loud creak. Inside the small room was just a mattress on the floor.
She dusted it and lay down on it and closed her eyes as a memory came to life.
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"What place is this Kabir?" Meera asked giggling.
"Our honeymoon suite," Kabir replied with a grin.
"Seriously?" Meera laughed, "Of all the places in the city, you bring me to a deserted factory, how romantic!"
"Of course, this is the most romantic place ever, because, no one's disturbing us here ever," he said, "See I even made our bed."
Meera laughed uncontrollably looking at the mattress Kabir had laid down in the room, "You are totally crazy, you know that?" she teased.
"I'm not crazy, I'm serious," Kabir said looking into her eyes. He knelt before her on one knee and gently held her hand and said, "Meera, will you marry me?"
Meera blushed. "Of course, you silly! Now get up..." she said with a bright smile.
Kabir tied a slender twig on her right ring finger. "Someday my love," he said kissing her hand, "I'm going to get you a diamond ring."
Meera sat down on the mattress and pulled Kabir towards her, "I don't care about diamonds, all I want is you and your love."
The couple locked lips into a passionate kiss. Their heartbeats quickened and their bodies began to melt in each other's arms.
Meera rested her back on the mattress, and Kabir crawled over her. They made an eye contact and smiled. Kabir brought his lips close to her and gently sucked her upper lip, teasing her. Meera's eyes were full of desire for him. Kabir could see her affection and he responded by gently nibbling her lower lips. A moan escaped her lips and she couldn't take his teasing anymore. Meera wrapped her arms around Kabir's neck and pulled him passionately towards her, her tongue meeting his.
She was melting in surrender as Kabir nibbled her neck. She could feel his breath, his soft lips on her neck. She arched her neck wanting to feel more of him. Meera undid' Kabir buttons and began to feel his muscular body. Kabir was nibbling her neck. He took off her top and began to rub her breasts from over her bra. Meera was breathing heavily, drowning in sexual pleasure. She herself removed her bra clasp, and slid if off her shoulders. Kabir began to gently lick her nipples. Meera began to arch her back pushing her breasts towards him. She didn't speak a word, but her expressions were screaming for his touch. Kabir undid her jeans and pulled them off her. He rubbed her pussy over her panties. Meera moaned as her panties soaked in her juices. Kabir slowly pulled them off her. Meera was now desperate, she opened her legs wide to welcome Kabir's cock deep inside her. She passionately pulled him over her, her fingernails digging into his back.
"Please...don't make me wait now...Kabir..." she begged, "I want you inside me..."
Kabir loved teasing her. He just shook his head with a naughty smile and rubbed her clit driving her to the edge. Meera had completely lost control over herself. But Kabir still wouldn't fuck her desperate pussy.

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"Be a good girl and suck me first," he said.
Meera was so desperate for sex that she didn't hesitate at all. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect cock and put the whole length in her mouth in such a hurry that she almost gagged on it.
Kabir chuckled, and said, "Go easy sweetheart, we have all the time in the world."
Meera slowed down a bit and began to suck him. The feel of her warm and wet mouth on his hard cock was driving Kabir mad. Meera knew how to please him. With gentle strokes of her tongue and grip of her delicate fingers she began to massage his cock. Her delicate fingers ran over his balls, caressing them lovingly. She felt his cock twitch and harden even more in her grasp.
Kabir grabbed her hair and made her lie down. Meera eagerly opened her legs. She moaned in ecstasy as she felt him enter her slowly. Once he was all the way inside her, he withdrew slightly and thrust back inside sending a wave of pleasure all over her body. He began to rhythmically thrust in and out of her. Meera held him tightly and dug her teeth on to his neck and shoulders leaving several marks or passion. "I want you Kabir..." she whispered, "I want you so badly..." He smiled to see the desperation on her face as she neared orgasm.
"Kabir...I love you..." she whispered and she began to wildly thrust her hips towards him as her whole body was consumed in the bliss of orgasm. Kabir smiled to see the satisfied look on her face and quickened his pace nearing his own orgasm. Meera kept looking into his beautiful hazel eyes and locked lips with him as she felt him explode in the depths of her womb. Kabir lay panting on top of her for a while and rolled over to one side. Meera was glowing in post orgasmic bliss.
She snuggled closer to him, rested her head on his arms and began to run her hand on his body. The couple nestled in each other's embrace and cherished the warmth of each other's bodies.
Meera's gaze fell in the tattoos on her body and she suddenly became very sad.
"Why did they this to me Kabir? What did I do to deserve such a cruel punishment?" she asked touching her tattoos.
"Hey sweetheart," Kabir said hugging her tightly, "It really doesn't matter now. I promise you, as soon as we have saved up enough money, we are going to get rid of them."
"Why don't you tell me anything about our past Kabir?" Meera said, "You remember everything, don't you? These tattoos, they make me feel so dirty...they make me hate myself..."
"Meera..." he said, "I've known you since you were 18. I've watched them torture you over and over again for years. They've done things to you Meera, horrible things. And I really don't know why I should be telling you the details of any of that. How is that going to change anything? It will only cause you more pain. And that's the last thing I want, my love. This is our life now. You and me, living free and happy together. You are the strongest and the most beautiful girl I've ever known. I admire your spirit, it's like wildfire. And I love you, with all my heart. I just want you to be happy Meera."
Kabir kept showing Meera with kisses and she wept.
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Back in the present Meera touched the mattress lovingly as tears filled up her eyes. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to find Kabir's scent on the mattress. She couldn't even mourn properly after Kabir death. He was the only one she had close to family. Without him, her life felt empty. She lay there alone, crying for hours. Slowly, weariness took over and she drifted off to sleep.
Meera continued to live in that room, all alone, eating whatever canned food she had bought. She felt safe there. She spent her time thinking about Kabir and all the beautiful moments they spent together. For her, the world had come to a standstill. She knew she couldn't live there forever. She had to move out someday. But that was the only place she felt safe. She knew that the gang who abducted her would not rest till they find her and kill her.
After almost a week, Meera began to grow restless. Her maintenance medications had run out. Mithila had been kind enough to write prescriptions so Meera could buy the medications on her own. It was late at night. Meera sneaked out of her hiding place to a nearby medical store and bought her medicines. She took one pill that relieved her symptoms enough so she could sleep.
While Meera slept, she heard footsteps. Someone was entering the room in which she was sleeping. She opened her eyes and saw a hazy silhouette. The figure kept walking towards her and she realized it was a woman. The woman kept walking towards Meera. She appeared wounded and was walking with a limp. When the woman came close enough, Meera could see her face. She was Mithila. She was wearing a red dress, but it was torn and soiled. Mithila's eyes were red and tearful. She was bruised, her lip was bleeding and there were bite and scratch marks all over her body. Meera still wasn't completely awake. Mithila sat down next to Meera and lovingly ran a hand over her head and said, "I love you Meera. I just came to say goodbye." Mithila bent over and kissed Meera. Then she got up and started limping towards the door.
Meera felt a crawling sensation on her forearm. She opened her eyes to find a cockroach crawling on her. She brushed it off and sat up on the bed. She was suddenly feeling a chill. Meera felt those familiar aches and pains in her body. She desperately reached for the pills in her bag and consumed one pill. There were no blankets around. She drew her legs closer and wrapped her arms around herself and she trembled helplessly. Her heart was beating fast and her breath was ragged as she battled her withdrawal symptoms.
She started hitting her head like a madwoman. Her own thoughts were ringing loud in her head. "Did I just have a dream? Or was Mithila really here? That man! The one who had come looking for me at the hospital! Did he bring more men and hurt Mithila because they couldn't find me? No! No! That can't be happening! If anything happened to Mithila, I would never forgive herself! I have to help her...I...have to...No! It can't be! No one knew I was hiding here. How could Mithila find me here? Was this even real? Am I dreaming right now? What is happening to me!!"
There was such a wild storm in Meera's head. Why did she get these visions about Mithila so often? Were these premonitions? Was Mithila in danger? Meera had no answer to all these questions. She just grabbed her arms hoping to alleviate the crippling pain she was feeling in her body. She felt the chill sharply rising and she was now visibly trembling.
And then she saw a silhouette. Someone was standing by the door. It was a man.
"The roaches not letting you sleep?" he said, "Or it is the opioid withdrawal?"
Meera was alerted and she reached for the knife under her pillow.
As the man stepped closer, Meera could see his face. He was the same man who had come looking for her at the hospital.

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The Story of Meera Ch. 03
"You are a hard woman to find Meera," he said as she stood casually resting his back against the door frame. He was an attractive man, lean, tall, fair and had sharp facial features. Meera noticed dimples on his cheek as he smiled.
Meera stood up and held out her knife defensively, "Not one step further," she screamed, "I'll stab you, I swear!"
The man chuckled and casually placed his hands in his pockets and said, "You've got a spirit girl, I'll give you that."
"What do you want?" Meera asked.
"Just wanna talk," he said looking into her eyes with a smile.
"Talk about what?" Meera said, still menacingly holding her knife towards him.
The man smiled, maintaining his relaxed posture, "Could you drop the knife please?" he said with a smile, "If I wanted you dead, I would have just shot you."
Meera nervously placed her knife on the floor.
"Good girl," he said, "Now listen. My Name is Aryan. I'm here because Kabir wanted me to find you."
"Kabir!" Meera asked tearfully, "He is alive?"
"No," Aryan said, "But he didn't die immediately after his accident. The bullet grazed his arm and made him lose balance. He crashed onto the road and fell unconscious. He had a major head injury. He was taken to a hospital and he survived long enough to call me. When I went to see him, his condition was critical. But he gave me your name and picture, and requested me to rescue you. But...I see that you've rescued yourself."
Meera was choking in grief thinking about Kabir dying all alone in a hospital.
"He gave me this," Aryan said, handing over a box to Meera, "He told me to give it to you when I find you."
Meera took the box and opened it with a trembling hand. Inside she found a shining diamond ring and a letter. She opened the letter and recognized Kabir's handwriting. She wailed in grief and collapsed on the floor. The ring rolled out of the box and fell on the mattress. She tried to read the letter but tears flowed from her eyes continually blurring her vision. She held the letter to her heart and cried uncontrollably.
Aryan watched her break down and sighed. "I am sorry. I'll guess you'd want a moment to yourself," Aryan said to Meera as he turned to leave the room, "I'll be waiting outside."
Meera cried aloud for quite some time. After a while she managed to calm down and read the letter.
My dearest Meera,
By the time you receive this letter, I'll perhaps be gone. I'm sorry for leaving you all alone, I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I've always loved you Meera, you mean the world to me. There are some things about me that you'll find out someday. And unfortunately I won't be around to say that I am sorry.
I really wanted to marry you, spend my whole life with you. I really want to live Meera, live for you, keep you happy for the rest of your life, at least that is how I thought I could atone for my sins. But I don't think I have much time left now. With every breath I take, life drains out of me. It devastates me to even think of what you would be going through.
I am sorry I could not fulfill all the promises I made. I had saved up some money and bought this ring for you. This is all I have left to give you now. I wish I could put it on your finger with my own hand, I wish I could be there to hold you...I know you wanted and needed so much more from me. I am sorry I failed you. But know that I've always loved you.
Yours forever,
Kabir

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Meera picked up the ring and kissed it lovingly as she wept constantly. There was an inscription on the ring on the inside that read, "Meera, the love of my life"
Meera slipped the ring on her finger and wiped her tears. She slowly got up and walked outside.
It was a rainy morning. Aryan was standing near the entrance of the factory, calmly smoking as he gazed at the pouring rain.
"Were you Kabir's friend?" Meera asked.
"No," Aryan said, "He once helped me. I owed him a favor."
"Thank you," she said, "This means a lot to me."
"You are welcome," he said politely, taking another puff.
"So, how did you find me?" Meera asked.
"That's my job girl," Aryan said, "I find people, I find stuff..."
"I mean," she asked, "How did you know to look for me here?"
"Now you are asking for my trade secrets," Aryan said with a smile as he took a puff.
Meera looked disappointed.
"Okay, don't look so sad, I'll tell you," Aryan said, "Like I said, you were hard to find, after the hospital you were untraceable for almost a week," Aryan said, "But you bought some medications from a nearby store last night, and one of my boys spotted you."
"Do you know anything about the gang who kidnapped me?" Meera asked.
"Yeah. They are a gang of local opioid dealers, who like to call themselves "The Vipers". They leader's name is Asif, the guy with a tattoo on his right arm is a known sex offender. They are underground currently, one of their shipments was busted the same night that you smashed that poor dude's head and escaped," Aryan said calmly, taking another puff.
Meera was shocked to know that Aryan knows about the murder.
"Don't be shocked," he said smiling at her, "Knowing stuff is my job."
"Does the security officer know?" Meera asked nervously.
"The security officer found the body of Ajeet Rathod after you burned down the cabin. They traced him through his phone location. You were lucky to get the three days window to destroy evidence as Rathod was supposed to be on a business trip and his family filed a complaint only 5 days after he actually went missing. The security officer know that a woman was held captive there. The fire destroyed much of the evidence, but I think they've found a fragment of your hair. Anyway, they don't have your name at present, so they have no one to match that DNA with. There was a gang member who was present there that night you killed the man. He went after you in the woods but he was later found dead in the woods. Snake bite, apparently...lucky you, again. But I suggest you find the gang before the security officer does, coz if they spill your name, you'll be in trouble," Aryan said.
"Where is this Viper gang now?" she asked.
"I don't know, hiding somewhere maybe..." he replied.

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"Can you find them for me?" Meera asked.
"Of course," Aryan said, "But I expect to be paid. I don't run charity, you know. And I am not cheap."
Meera thought for a moment and took the ring off her finger and placed it on Aryan's palm. "This is all I have to offer right now," she said tearfully.
"If I wanted to take that ring, I would have never bothered to bring it to you and you would have never known that it existed," Aryan said, placing the ring back into her palm, "Kabir once helped me find something that was precious to me. I'm just trying to return that favor. This ring...it meant a lot to him, and he wanted you to have it. Take care of it, girl, don't trade it for silly things."
"They killed Kabir! They bangd me!" Meera screamed, "I want them dead!"
"Well," Aryan said calmly, "You'll have to figure something out girl. Coz I'm the guy who'll bring you information. Nothing more. What you want to do with that information is up to you. You want them murdered, you'll have to do it yourself, or hire someone to do it. Killing ain't my thing."
Meera was quiet for a moment, thinking and analyzing her options.
"Can I have a smoke?" she asked.
Aryan gave her a cigarette and Meera lit it and took a puff. She was quiet but her mind was racing. She was thinking how she could get herself out of this mess and avenge Kabir. She thought for a while and finally spoke.
"Aryan," she said with a determined look on her face, "Find me a pimp."
"Are you sure?" Aryan asked with a serious expression.
"That seems to be the only real option," Meera said in a dry sarcastic tone, "What else do you think I could do? Beg on the streets? Rob a bank? Or just keep hiding here till Asif's gang finds me someday?"
Aryan took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll take you to a pimp if that is what you wish."
They waited patiently for the rain to subside. Neither of them said a word to each other.
Once the rain was reduced to a drizzle, Aryan led Meera to his car. They got in the car and drove off.
"The guy I am taking you to, his name is Adil," Aryan said, "He's been running this organized business for several years now and he's got connections at high places. He's got money, he's got muscle, he is powerful enough to keep you safe."
Meera looked at Aryan and gave a quick nod.
I'll take 20 percent of your first three deals," Aryan said, shooting Meera a quick glance, "Finder's fee."
"Done," Meera said, looking straight ahead.
As Aryan was driving, something hit Meera's mind.
"What time is it?" Meera asked.
"9 am," Aryan said, "Why do you ask?"
"May I ask for a favor?" Meera asked Aryan.
"Sure," Aryan said.

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"Could you drive me to the hospital where I was admitted?" she requested.
"Okay," Aryan said, "May I know the reason?"
"Just wanted to check something," she said, "It won't take much time. Please...take me there."
Aryan nodded and began to drive towards the hospital. Once they reached the gates, Meera said, "Please...park the car by the side of the road."
Aryan parked the car and observed that Meera was looking intently at the cars entering the hospital gate. She looked at the time, it was 9.30 am. Mithila often took her morning round at 10 am so Meera was expecting her to reach the hospital any time now.
After about 5 minutes, Meera noticed Mithila's car. Meera leaned towards the window to have a good look at Mithila. She was driving her car, like she did everyday to the hospital. Mithila looked fine, alive and well. She didn't notice Meera. Mithila's car turned and entered the hospital gates. Meera smiled to see that she was alright. "Thank God she is okay!" Meera spoke in her mind joining her hands in prayer, "Please God, keep her safe. Let no harm come to her."
As Meera remembered Mithila's kindness, a tear fell from her eyes.
Aryan was observing Meera closely.
"Are you having second thoughts about the place we are about to go?" he asked as he watched Meera wipe her tears, "We don't have to go there you know, I could drop your somewhere else, anywhere, like a friend's place or a relative's or...there could be somewhere you could go..."
"Just take me to the pimp," Meera said with a look of determination on her face.
Aryan nodded and drove off.
"Meera, I should have asked earlier..." Aryan said as he drove, "Do you want to visit Kabir's final resting place? I could take you there...I know where he is buried."
"Not until I avenge him," Meera spoke bitterly, "Kabir didn't deserve to die like that."
Aryan didn't say anything after that. Soon, they reached their destination.
"They call this place the 'Emerald Palace'," Aryan said, leading Meera upstairs.
Meera looked around. It looked like a fancy brothel. There were a lot of women dressed in skimpy outfits. And a few men who looked like goons.
Aryan led her to Adil's chamber. Meera entered the room and saw Adil sitting on a chair across a table. He was a middle-aged man with a charismatic personality.
"Hey Aryan!" the man said, "How are you, boy? And who's the lovely lady?"
"Meera, meet Adil," Aryan said, "Adil, Meera. New girl, wants to join the business."
"I see," he said, running his gaze on Meera from head to toe, "Come here girl, let me have a closer look."

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Meera slowly walked towards Adil. His gaze was so piercing, it made Meera shiver. He stood up and circled her, scanning every curve of her body. Then he placed a finger under her chin, and looked at her face.
"She's fine, I could use her," Adil said to Aryan, "But why is she such a mess? Did you find her in a dumpster?"
Aryan chuckled. "The girl has a story. But I'm sure she'll do just fine," he said.
"There is something else you should see," Meera said softly to Adil with downcast eyes.
Adil gazed back at her curiously. Meera slipped her dress off her shoulders and let it fall at her feet. She stood before the two men in just her panties letting them see the degrading words written on her body.
Adil was clearly taken aback. His expression immediately softened.
Aryan stole a quick glance and sighed. Then he looked away to avoid embarrassing Meera.
"How old are you, girl?" Adil asked with a gentle expression.
"20, I guess..." Meera said.
"My, my..." he gasped, shaking his head. He made a phone call and said, "Shabnam, I need you over here."
A beautiful young woman entered the room. "Shabnam, she is Meera," Adil said, "She'll be working with us. Get her comfortable. Let me know once she is ready."
Shabnam helped Meera put her dress back on and led her outside the room. She drew her a refreshing bath and got her something to eat. She put some fresh clothes on Meera and dressed her hair. Meera glanced at the mirror after a long time. She looked beautiful. She faintly smiled to herself.
The door behind her opened and Adil entered.
"You look beautiful, Meera," he said, smiling at her.
"Thank you," she said with a smile.
He held her hand and made her sit opposite to him. He gently held both her hands, looked straight into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes," Meera said, her eyes getting tearful.
"You are not going to mess up, are you?" he asked her firmly, "Coz that would be bad for business."
"I won't," she said looking innocently in his eyes, "I'll do as you say."
Adil smiled and said, "Your trade name will be Natasha. All clients will know you by this name. I don't allow clients to take pictures or videos of my girls, so if someone tries to do that, you have to tell me, so that I can deal with it."
Meera smiled and nodded.
"There is an elderly man who's asked for a young girl tonight, someone your age," Adil said, "He's got this perverted fantasy, and wants you dressed up like a collegegirl. He might...be a little rough. Would that be okay?"
Meera smiled. "I'll be fine," she said calmly,
"Good," he said, "Shabnam will get you ready and will brief you about what you need to do.
Later that evening Shabnam prepared Meera. She waxed her entire body, and polished it so that Meera's skin began to shine and felt smooth like candle wax. She shampooed and conditioned her hair. Then she dressed Meera up in a college uniform. She put a white blouse on her with a really short plaid pleated skirt. Then she put on stockings. She finished Meera look's by tying her hair into two side braids and tied them up with ribbons. She put on light makeup, and opened the first two buttons of her blouse letting her cleavage show.
"Will they be taking me somewhere?" Meera asked.

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"No, we have a guest room on the top floor," Shabnam said with a smile, "Some clients prefer to use it, while others would call you to a hotel room. Since today is your first time, Adil prefers to keep you here under supervision."
"Adil said you'd brief me about what I need to do." Meera said.
"Well," Shabnam said, "This gentleman wants you to call him daddy. He wants a slutty college girl whom he can punish so you gotta kinda roleplay. He might cane you a bit, but no matter what happens do not talk back to the client, and do not hurt him, clear?"
Meera nodded.
Shabnam led her to the room where the client was waiting.
Meera nervously entered the room. She found an elderly gentleman, in his late 50s sitting on the bed. His eyes growled on seeing her. She started taking tiny steps towards him.
He got up from the bed and walked towards her. He glared at her cleavage showing through her unbuttoned blouse.
"Why are the buttons of your blouse open?" he asked angrily.
Meera just stood with her head lowered.
"You just want boys to notice you and think you are sexy, don't you? Shalemess slut! You are such a disgrace!" the man said, "You are sent to college to study and not to fuck around, but you can't control the slut within you, can you?"
"I am sorry daddy," Meera said.
The man began to boldly run his hands over her breasts.
"Do you let boys feel your boobs like this?" he asked.
Meera lowered her gaze.
"Don't be shy," he said, "I know you are a slut collegegirl who wants all the boys in the college to fuck her. Tell me, do you let boys feel your boobs like this?" he sharply pinched her nipples from over her blouse and made her moan.
Meera was crushed at the thought of how boldly he touched her body and there was nothing she could do about him. She had to let him touch her, feel her, and do whatever he pleased with her body. She was a whore now, and her body was an object of pleasure to be touched and used by any man who paid her.
"Look at this skirt, so short that your pussy and ass are actually spilling out" he said running his hand up her thighs, "Why do you wear such a short skirt? Is it because you want boys to see your panties?"
"Yes daddy," Meera replied
"Show me your panties," he ordered.
Meera reluctantly raised her skirt revealing her lacy panties. The man began to unbutton her blouse as Meera held her skirt up. He removed all the buttons of her blouse revealing her lacy bra.
"My my, you wear such slutty lingerie to college? I guess that makes you feel sexy, huh? So your pussy can always be wet to be fucked anytime?" he asked.
"I am sorry daddy," Meera said.
"I am going to teach you a bloody lesson today, so that you learn how to behave like a proper woman," he said, "Now take off your pathetic clothes and let me see how used your slut body is already."
Meera dropped her blouse and skirt to the floor. Then she removed her bra and panties and stood naked before the man. The man saw her degrading tattoos and smiled.
"You must be the lowest class of a slut to get such dirty decorations for your body," he jeered at her, "You want everyone to know what a cock hungry slut you are, don't you?"
Meera was now in tears. "Yes daddy," she said tearfully.
The man slapped her hard across the face. Meera was badly shaken due to the impact.
"Look here," he ordered, "I want to slap you again."
Meera had no choice. She turned her face towards the man still keeping her gaze lowered. The man hit her again across another cheek.
"Look here again," he said, "I am going to keep slapping you till you've learned your lesson."
Meera kept taking the abuse silently. He slapped her 5 more times till both her cheeks had imprints of his fingers and her lip bled.
"What's the point of crying now?" he said, "God knows how many cocks you must have taken up your sloppy twat. Lie down and spread your legs and let me see."
Meera obeyed the man. She slowly opened her legs exposing her pussy to him.
"This is the most used stinking cunt I've seen," the man insulted her, "And look it is wet for more! What are you, some kind of a bitch in permanent heat?"
He began touching her clit. Meera moaned as the touch sent waves of pleasurable sensations in her body. Then he inserted two fingers inside her pussy and started finger fucking her. Meera couldn't fight the pleasure he was forcing on her.
"Look how you are enjoying this," he said, "this is exactly what I need to fix."
The man took off his leather belt and held it in one hand. With the other hand he kept finger fucking her pussy. He was skilled with his fingers, he rubbed her clit with his thumb while two of his fingers massaged the insides of her wet pussy. Meera felt an orgasm building. She reflexively opened her legs wider and she moaned louder. And just as she was about to orgasm, the man stopped playing with her pussy and hit her hard with his leather belt across her boobs leaving behind a welt. Meera screamed in pain.

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The man smiled at her and said, "This is the most effective way of correcting slutty college girls, your whore cunt needs to know how to control its orgasm, only then you can control your craving for cocks."
He started to finger her pussy again, bringing her to the edge or orgasm. Just as she felt she was about to orgasm, he hit her hard with the belt. The impact stung her skin and made her scream. Meera cried helplessly. She had no control over what was happening to her. She couldn't stop him from pleasuring her, she couldn't stop him from hurting her. She had no choice but to take his torture for as long as he wanted to.
The man edged her over and over again, and brought her sexual excitement down by a sharp blow with his belt. Soon enough her entire body was covered with welts.
"Please stop Daddy!" Meera begged.
"Stop what? Fingering you or beating you?" he asked.
"Please stop the beating..." Meera said, groaning in pain. Her eyes were tearful.
"So you still want me to continue fingering you so that you can cum like a slut?" he asked.
Meera didn't reply. She just closed her eyes and cried.
"Let's see if you have learned your lesson," he said, "I'll keep fingering you, but don't you dare cum. If you can't control your orgasm, I'll fuck your ass."
He started moving his finger in and out of her pussy real fast. With his other hand he twisted her nipples making her scream real loud. Then he played softly with her nipples bringing her close to an orgasm. Meera tried her best to not cum, but the relentless finger fucking made her lose control completely. She ultimately lost the battle and her whole body involuntarily convulsed in orgasm.
As she opened her eyes after the orgasm, she saw the man smiling at her.
"You couldn't control yourself could you, slut?" he said, "Or perhaps you want me to fuck your ass, don't you?"
Meera just tearfully shook her head.
"What no?" the man yelled, "Tell me that you want me to fuck your ass, slut!"
"Please fuck my ass, daddy," Meera begged tearfully.
"Get on all fours," he ordered.
Meera obeyed. The man inspected her asshole and commented, "Surely you have taken cocks up here before, haven't you?"
"Yes daddy," Meera replied.
He lubed up her ass with her overflowing pussy juices and rammed the entire length of his cock in her ass at once making her scream. He grabbed her hair and fucked her ass deeper with every thrust. Meera screamed continuously as the pain intensified with each thrust. She bit the back of her wrist to muffle her own screams. His hard meat pounded away into her ass. He was enjoying the feeling of her tight ass gripping his hard cock. He loved how she squealed and mewled with every thrust.
And suddenly she felt something around her neck. The man had put his belt around her neck and yanked it as he fucked her ass. She felt the buckle tighten with each thrust and she began to struggle for breath. And then came a point when her vision started to blur and her mind floated into a blank space. And then she had a vision.
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