Fantasy | Updated - Part 49 | - Breaking Purvi - **Ragging, Forced, Humiliation, Rough Sex**

[longindian_axe]

waiting for more

[B1ryani]

**Part 45.**

Purvi was feeling nauseated. The big man had his right hand securely placed between her thighs, squeezing the puffy flesh between her legs. He had pinched her pussy lips together tightly, sending jolts of pain up her body. She was starting to see spots appear before her eyes as she grabbed his wrist and begged him to let go.   

She was panting hard, sweating profusely inside the small stuffy office space. She had obviously heard every word of the big man and his associate’s conversation. So, the three bastards ran away with their tails between their legs, and now, she was stuck here. In the middle of God know where, with probably the most dangerous man she had ever met.  

She looked down at the big man, then at the knife that lay beside him. Too much risk, she thought. She will never go past the door. His sheer size was enough to stop her in her tracks, overpowering her with much ease.  

Purvi felt his thick fingers graze along her panty, feeling the small puffy bumps between her legs. He grabbed the side of her panties, slowly pushing the cloth to the side, wedging it between thigh and left pussy lip. Her most sacred place was now in full view for him.  

“Wah. What a fat fucking pussy … and shaved? You really must be a whore.”, he laughed loudly.  

Her already dark pussy lips were red and sore from his rough housing a few minutes ago.  

“Bend down. Give me a kiss, whore.”, he said menacingly, staring at her face. “Come on, don’t waste my time. Bend. “ 

Purvi looked at his face. The thick moustache and oily hair was repulsive. The gawdy thick gold chains, bracelets and rings were cringy to look at. She despised him even more than his son.  

“Come on.” 

She slowly arched her back, bending her knees slightly as she pursed her lips and waited for the worst. The stench of oil, cigarettes and alcohol made her lightheaded.  

Purvi felt his hands suddenly grab hold of her bra, pulling her down onto his lap. She lost her footing, stumbling downwards onto his lap. The big man grabbed her as she fell, pulling her body onto his. She landed on his lap; her ass neatly squashed upon his big belly as he grabbed her stomach, his grip as hard as steel. 

Purvi felt his nose graze against her hair, taking in her scent.  

“You smell good … “, he sighed loudly as his fingernails digging deeper into her stomach. Purvi cringed, feeling his thick moustache scrub against her skin. “You will make a good whore ...”, he laughed loudly.  

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Sugumaran felt her weight on his body, her young, soft and warm body felt like butter as she laid on top of him on her back. He held onto her stomach tightly to prevent her from sliding down onto the floor. Her smell was turning him on badly. His cock was aching to be released from his tight pants, pushing upwards into her warm bottoms.  

He looked down at her chest. Her big breasts were struggling to lay down onto her sides, her tight bra wrestling to hold the flesh up firmly. Sugumaren grabbed the knife that lay beside him.  

The girl noticed his movement, immediately trying to push herself upwards in fear that he would hurt her. He grinned, giddy with excitement. She felt like a wild animal bucking to escape. 

“Do … don’t hurt me … sir … please … “  

“Don’t try and run, my beautiful whore … “, he whispered softly into her ears as he placed the tip of the knife under her right bra strap, flicking it hard.  

“Ahh … “, she flinched in pain as the strap came loose, placing her hands over the elastic material to stop it from falling off her chest.  

He wasted no time, pulling the knife under her left strap, tearing it open in aggression. He pulled the bra off her body, throwing it onto the floor. Her breasts swayed with her movements as she wiggled on his body, trying to get off.  

“Owh. Such big tits on a young girl … “, Sugumaran stared lustily at her chest, watching her thick dark nipples dance to her movement. Her wide areolas gleamed under the light. He placed the knife beside him then grabbed her breasts from below, feeling the soft warm flesh melt between his fingers as he squeezed hard. “Wahh.” 

“Owhh … ow... sir … stop.” 

 Sugumaran grabbed each nipple, feeling the thick rubbery nub with his thumb and forefinger, pulling and tugging at her breasts, watching her soft and tender skin stretch. The girl winched in pain as he continued to maul her tits, trying her best to push her body off him.  

“Stop moving so much, whore.”, Sugumaran whispered into her ear, his voice menacing as he took the knife again. Her body became still, soft whimpers escaped her mouth. Grabbing her left nipple and pulling it hard, he placed the edge of the sharp blade against her areola, at the base of the nipple, “I will cut this off if you move.”  

“S … sir … don’t ... “, she watched with tears as Sugumaran lightly poked the tip into the dark nub.  

Sugumaran did not care, he had done worse to the whores who did not listen to him, who refused to work for him. He led by fear and intimidation. After all, it would be easy to just make this girl disappear if things went overboard.  

Still holding the knife with his right hand, he slowly traced his fingers along her skin down south. With his left hand still holding onto her breast, Sugumaran found his way back to her fat pussy lips. Placing the flat cold surface of the blade against the puffy meat, “Take your panties off, whore …"   

The girl was shivering, her body shaking without her control as she grabbed the sides of her panty, quickly pushing it down to her ankles. She used her feet to fully remove it off her body.  

“Beautiful.”, Sugumaran sneered at her. He wanted to scare her into submission, he wanted to watch her plead and beg, and most importantly, he wanted to tear every hole in her body with his rock-hard cock.  

Sugumaran let the girl go, allowing her body to slowly slide off him onto the floor. She hit the ground with a soft thud, curling up into a fetal position, crying softly. The knife fell down beside her with a loud clang sound, resting beside his empty alcohol bottle. In a way, he wanted to see if the girl had enough fight in her to pick it up, he knew he could easily overpower her and throw her down. He wasn’t worried. 

He reached under his big belly, unbuckling his leather belt. He pushed his pants down to his hips together with his underwear and adjusted his body. A thick black cock sprung out with excitement; the bulging black head pushed his thick foreskin down. His cock wasn’t long, but his abnormally thick girth was enough to cause damage.  

Sugumaran gently kicked the girl’s thigh, “Come. You know what to do.”, he smiled as he kicked her thigh again with a little more force.   

The girl pushed herself up, her hair was disheveled, her eyes red and puffy from crying. He loved her expressions of hate, disgust and fear all mixed into one. She took a minute, adjusting to the sight in front of her. She stared at his cock as a slight gasp escaped her lips the look of dread flushed upon her face.  

“Hurry up bitch.”, Sugumaran grabbed the base of his thick shaft, making the purple veins and fat black head pop. 

He smiled as he watched her slowly move her head towards the tip. Sugumaran grabbed her hair, pulling her close and she shouted out in pain. She face planted into his fat thighs and quickly adjusted herself. Sugumaran still had her hair in his grip, guiding her mouth towards his cock.  

The girl stuck her tongue out, gently giving his pee hole a lick. Her face contorted in disgust as she started to lap over the black surface of his cock.  

“Stop acting, whore.”, Sugumaran laughed. “I’m sure you have had multiple cocks in your mouth. Show me your skills. “, he laughed. “If you’re good, I'll make you service my top clientele.”  

Sugumaran grabbed her head, pushing her cock down her throat by surprise. The girl started to gag, her cheeks and mouth full of his fat meat.  

“Mmmphh ... mmppphh ...”, her arms swung around, trying to push her mouth off his cock and he held her head down with force. Her big breasts moved and swayed as her body tried to fore itself off him.  

“Suck it!”, he laughed maniacally, his big belling jiggled and danced at his loud cackling. Sugumaran grabbed a handful of hair on the back of her head, pulling her mouth lower, trying his best to force as much cock as he can into her mouth.  

His laughter quickly turned into a blood curling scream as he felt a sharp pain from the base of his shaft. The whore had bit him. Sugumaran anger rose as he pushed her head off his cock, jumping off the couch.  

Crack! His knee hit her face, pushing her backwards back onto the floor as he stood up, holding his hurting manhood in his hand. His anger and rage had started to get the better of him.  

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!”, he screamed at her.

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**End of Part 45.**

[Johnnn63]

Wow... Great update

[dark5670]

Looks like Purvi is in for some really tough time now! Such a tease this episode is.

[B1ryani]

**Part 46**

Purvi was choking. Her head felt light as she struggled to breathe. The big man had her hair in his grip, pulling her head down lower. The pain from her scalp, on top of her mouth full of cock was making her lose consciousness.   

She had her hands against the couch cushion, trying her best to push herself off him. The more she struggled and pushed, the rougher he became, pulling her head down even lower. She could feel herself starting to black out. Perhaps it was the lack of oxygen in her brain, she did not think this one through. She sunk her teeth into his cock, biting down hard onto the thick fat shaft.  

Everything happened in a blur. 

Her head was quickly pulled backwards by her hair as something hard hit her across the face with a loud cracking sound. Purvi fell backwards back onto the floor, the pain rising from her left cheek took a moment to register in her mind.  

Purvi looked up as the big man stood over her, his hands under his belly holding onto his crotch. His face was twisted in rage, his eyes were wide and looked like it was about to pop out of his head. He was staring straight into her eyes. She watched as his moustache contorted, his mouth opened as he screamed at her. 

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!”  

Purvi was too scared to move as she watched his towering form cast a shadow over her.  

“ Sir … sir … I’m sorry … please … I couldn’t breathe …. “, she whimpered softly.  

“HOW DARE YOU?! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?”, the big man bellowed loudly, reaching down towards her.  

The door burst open with a loud bang with Mohan rushing into the room, his gun in his hand, uncocked and ready to use at a moment's notice.  

“SIR?!”, he looked around frantically, wondering if anybody had infiltrated the little office space. “What happened?”, his eyes darted from his boss to the naked Purvi at his feet.  

The look of wild bewilderment spread across his face as he saw his boss crouching slightly, both his hands holding his cock.  

Purvi quickly got on her knees, praying that she would be able to get up and make it out the open door. She did not care that she was naked as the day she was born, she just wanted to get out of this space. She felt a hand grab her by her hair, pulling her upwards.  

“Owwwww!!!!”, she screamed as her hair strained against her scalp. Without a second thought, the man pulled her up to her feet, Purvi grabbed his hand, trying her best to ease his grip and pain.  

“This fucking whore bit me.”, he screamed at the old man.  

PHAPPP!!!! Still holding on to her hair with his right hand, the big man slapped Purvi as hard as he could across the face.  

“Ahhh … stop. Fuck ... please … “, she grabbed her cheek.  

THAPPPP!!!! The big man gave Purvi a back hand slap across her other cheek.  

Purvi’s face was burning. She felt like her head had been shoved into a fiery pit. The pain was intense. Her breasts swayed with her body as she struggled not to collapse. Her tears were flowing like a steady stream.  

“Ahhhh! .. “, Purvi, “Please … please … I'm sorry …"  

PHAPPP!!! THAPPP!!! PHAPPP!!! The big man continued to slap her, his face a concoction of rage and pleasure in seeing her suffer.  

She fell down to her knees, holding her face. Purvi looked up, between her fingers, she could make out his semi flaccid cock swinging in her face. Her teeth marks visible on the base of his slimy black shaft, her saliva dripping off the tip onto the floor. She must have bitten him harder than she realized. 

The old man used his feet, kicking the door close. Locking it behind him. He placed his gun back behind his pants, watching the big man throw Purvi around like a rag doll. 

“Stupid bitch. “, he looked at her, he did not smile as he stared her in the eye. Her cheeks were bruised and sore, the flesh stinging red. “I will teach you a lesson in respect. “. The big man pulled her by the hair, flinging her towards the couch.  

Purvi was dragged across the floor, her face hit the soft dirty cushion just where the big man was seated a few minutes ago. It was still warm. She grabbed onto the back of her scalp, trying to soothe the pain. Purvi was on her knees, crying loudly into the cushioned seat with her ass sticking out towards the big man. She looked up, noticing his shadow being cast onto the wall in front of her. 

“I’m not done with you. I will tear you apart, fucking bitch.”, he shouted at her as he got behind her. The big man got down onto his knees, using both his hands, he grabbed each of her ass cheeks, spreading her wide open. He held her left cheek open, running his hands along her ass crack. The tip of his middle finger found the entrance of her anus.  

“ Please stop sir … I am sorry … please “, her head perked up when she felt his nail starting to dig into her little puckered hole. She clenched as hard as she could.  

The big man did not care as he forced the tip of his fat finger in, pushing it in deeper and deeper. From not having sex, Purvi had been forcefully fully fucked in all her holes over the last 72 hours. She hated ass play. It hurt. Even more so when the boys had forced their cocks and toys into her little orifice without any lubrication.    

“So tight … “, he gleamed happily behind her.  

Purvi felt the middle finger go deep, with another finger forcefully poking into the anal rim looking for a way in.  

“AHHH ... stop ... stop ... “, Purvi bucked. The big man released his hold of her ass cheek, pushing her back down onto the couch, holding her firm.  

“Don’t fucking move, whore. “, he growled softly. He pulled his finger out with force. “Today, you will learn.”. He looked around, smiling widely when he saw the half empty beer bottle next to him. “Mohan, hold this bitch down.”  

The old man quickly moved towards the couch and held her down. He pinned both her arms behind her back, pushing her face down onto the couch. Purvi’s head was rested on the side, she could see the excited face of the old man staring down at her. Her breasts were squashed under the weight of her body.  

Purvi tried her best to turn her head around to see what the big man was doing. She watched as he grabbed the bottle from the floor, taking a few large gulps of the beer. There was about a quarter left in the bottle when he turned it around, placing the entrance of the bottle between her ass crack. Purvi knew what was about to happen.  

“No … no … no … no ...please … “, she cried and begged and pleaded as she felt the hard rim of the bottle poking into her tender sore asshole.  

The big man started to laugh maniacally as he slowly pushed the head of the bottle in. Purvi yelped in surprise as she felt the hard bottle enter her. The big man tilted the bottle, allowing the remaining contents to enter her body thru her rear. She felt the liquid flow down into her bowels as the big man slowly started to push the bottle in deeper.  

Purvi’s asshole was slowly eating up every inch, the rim of her anus wrapped tightly around the hard surface of the bottle. She moaned loudly, biting her lips as she felt her anal cavity quickly filling up deeper and deeper. The big man watched with glee as he pushed the entire neck of the bottle down deeper into her little hole.  

“Ahhh … ahh … fuck … please … sir … take it out …. take it out … “, she begged, trying her best to convince the big man to pull it out of her, then at the old man who was holding her down. The old man seemed to be enjoying her pain, smiling widely at her.  

“Get used to it, whore. “, the big man laughed as he moved backwards slowly, taking it the view of her rear like it was an art piece. “Bottles won’t be the only thing in your shithole once my clients get a hold of you.”, the big man stated.  

Purvi looked at the old man with teary eyes, praying for salvation. He ignored her, being heavily entertained by his boss’s actions.   

She winced suddenly as she felt the bottle straighten. The big man was gripping the thick body of the bottle, holding it steady inside her sore ass. She was shaking, afraid that he would force even that part into her body. It would tear her anus apart. She had arched her back, with the bottle sticking out of her at a perfect 90-degree angle, held in place by the big man.  

Purvi felt fingers gently graze against her fat pussy lips. She was as dry as a sand pit. The big man pushed the puffy meat aside, exposing her warm pinkish slit.   

“Mohan, give me your gun.”

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**End of Part 46.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 47.**

Sugumaran was fuming mad. In his mind, he wanted to hurt this bitch. She had bitten him hard, the pain that shot up from the base of his cock was excruciating.  

He wanted to humiliate her, make her beg for her life.  

The girl was being held down by Mohan, who seemed to be taking great pleasure in being a part of the activities. He could hear her loud sobbing, he could see her tears making a small wet patch on the dirty cushion cloth.  

He looked at his handwork, the now empty beer bottle was sticking out of her anus. He smiled as he looked at her dark anal ring wrapped around the neck of the bottle, unable to clench. The shoulder of the bottle rested on her soft butt cheeks. He was gripping the bottle by its body, holding it steady as the girl tried to force it out using her anal muscles.  

It wasn’t enough.  

He pushed her dark pussy lips apart, the delicious pink flesh in between her slit was inviting his recovering cock. He looked at the little hood covering her clit, maybe he should bite it? Then she would know how it feels. He looked at Mohan, then at the hard metal sticking out from behind his pants, a gentle outline of the grip of his gun made a hard tent over his thin cotton shirt.   

 Sugumaran’s eyes sparkled. He had a better idea.  

I’m going to scare this whore into submission, he thought to himself. He looked around; his gun was still on the table.  

“Mohan, give me your gun.” 

“Sir?”, the old man stammered, not expecting that request.  

The girl started to wail loudly; her soft sobbing turned to hard crying. She tried to wiggle her bottom as Mohan tried his best to hold her down.  

THAPPPP!!!! “Shut the fuck up, bitch.”, Sugumaran shouted at her as he slapped her pussy lips. The puffy flesh looked dry and sore. THAPPP! Another one, this time, his fingers left an imprint on her inner thigh. She stopped moving, her body went limp.  

“Sir … I'm sorry sir … I'm sorry …. “, her voice barely a whisper.  

Mohan slowly released one hand, placing it behind his back and pulled out his pistol, handing it to his boss. He watched Sugumaran take it from his hands, slowly releasing the bullet clip and placed the magazine on the floor. He checked to see if there was a bullet in the chamber.  

Sugumaran did not want to accidentally kill her, just scare her. He did this out of her line of sight. The whore did not need to know if the gun was loaded or not.  

“You dare bite my cock?”, he laughed., “Did you think it was funny, whore?” 

With one hand holding the bottle, and his right hand holding the revolver, he gently pressed the tip of the muzzle against her pussy lips, rubbing the cold metal against the warm puffy flesh.  

“Sir ... sir … it was a mistake sir … please … “, she said between her whimpers.  

The muzzle moved between the lips, pushing the flesh aside to find her clit. Sugumaran pushed the circular barrel onto the hard nub, gently pressing down on it to prove a point.  

“What if I hurt you now?”, he laughed. His actions were turning him on again, he could feel his cock growing under his belly.  

“Please … please … don’t kill me … “, her head was turned towards him, watching his every move. Snot exited her nose; her eyes were red from the cries.  

Mohan was smiling.  

Sugumaran slowly slid the gun along her slit. He found the target. He watched as her labia flaps spread open, the little flaps tuck against the sides of the gun as he slowly pushed the muzzle into her hole.  

“NOoooooOoooo … “, she screamed. “PLEASE. NO. “ 

Sugumaran let out a maniacal laugh as he pushed the pistol deeper into her. The dry pussy hole stretched to accommodate the barrel as he watched her vagina engulf the cold hard metal. Sugumaran’s hand was on the grip, but he made sure his finger wasn’t on the trigger. Just in case. 

The pistol entered her up until the point of the trigger guard. What a sight to behold. Bottle in her ass, gun in her pussy. This bitch was in for a wild ride tonight.  

“Should I fire a shot inside your whore hole?”, he sniggered as he released the hammer of the gun with a loud click sound, making sure she heard it.  

“Sir sir sir … please … I promise … swear … I will do anything you want … “  

Sugumaran slowly started to pump the barrel of the gun into her pussy, fucking her with it like it was a heavy metal dildo.  

“Moan for me you fucking whore. I know you like things up your hole. Moan. “, he shouted at her as he laughed, taking no pity.  

“Ahh … ahh ... ahhh …", the girl moaned every time he thrusted the cold gun barrel into her. He knew she was faking it, but he didn’t care. He wanted her to know who he was, what he was capable of doing. 

“What do you think Mohan?”, Sugumaran asked his most trusted assistant, “You like my new toy?” 

Mohan chuckled. He knew he could have a go after his boss was done. He too liked them young, and those big tits were perfect. He knew he was going to have fun with them.  

The girl continued her fake moans, she was dry. He did not want to tear up her pussy. He could not sell damaged goods.  

“Time for my cock, whore. “  

He slowly pulled out the bottle from her asshole. The girl gasped loudly as the rim of the bottle exited her. Her anus was left gaping open at Sugumaran’s face. He laughed as he looked down into the reddish dark depths. Perfect, he thought as he placed the bottle back on the floor.  

He smiled to himself, wondering which hole he should try first. Mohan his released his grip from her hands. He was watching the girl closely as he slowly leaned back onto the couch, resting his aching back. At some point, he knew he would be too old for all these strenuous activities. Might as well have some fun while he’s at it.  

Sugumaran slowly pulled the gun out, putting it close to his face. He noticed the tip of the barrel was slightly wet.  

“The bitch liked it.”, he chuckled out loud as he showed the gun to the old man. Sugumaran placed the gun on the couch beside Mohan. The old man laughed. 

In a flash, the girl’s body slipped off the couch onto the floor, she grabbed the gun as she fell on her ass. Quickly aiming it at Sugumaran as she tried to move away from the two men.  

“Wow wow wow. There’s still some fight left in you, whore.”, Sugumaran laughed as he watched her struggle to hold the heavy gun up with one hand.  

“Don … Don’t come closer to me … I … I will sh-shoot …. “, she shouted at him. Mohan put his hands up, smiling.  

 “Go on then … “, Sugumaran stayed on the floor, his cock was extremely hard, begging for that sweet release. A drop of precum exited the tip, dripping onto the floor. It was hungry.  

Sugumaran reached out, his finger accidentally grazing her hand on the gun.  

“AYYyy... don’t touch me … le – let me go … I'm telling, I will shoot … “, the girl shouted, hysterically. Her eyes were darting from the two men then at the exit door. She was still on the floor; she realized her clothes were nearby as she slowly inched her way towards it. Mohan glanced at his boss, waiting for instructions.  

“Do you even know how to use it?”, Sugumaran chuckled.  

“Don’t dare me … I ... I'm not playing … “, she aimed the gun at his forehead. “I will shoot … let me go … now. “  

She was terrified, but with a glint of hope in her eyes. She thought she was about to get away.  

Sugumaran slowly stood up, using his knees to support his heavy weight.  

“Come on … give me the gun … “, he put his hand out, reaching for the gun.  

‘I SAID STOP!”, the girl screamed. 

*click* *click* *click* *click*  

Her face changed; her body was shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes caught something metallic gleaming on the floor beside Sugumaran. The bullet magazine case.  

*click* *click* 

The girl kept pulling the trigger at Sugumaran, tears streaming down her face as she looked like all sense of hope was starting to leave her body. Mohan took the loaded magazine from the floor, holding it above his head as he burst out laughing.  

*click* *click*  

Sugumaran smiled.  

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**End of Part 47.**

[Johnnn63]

What a pity for purvi....

She is all fucked up....

Use her like a toilet tissue now...

[tweeny_fory]

wow wow wow
what a fantastic updates...
each update much better, much hotter and much steamier n more prolonged humiliation of purvi
you are back with a bang bro

[tweeny_fory]

one of the best story back to life... thanks for such hot n sexy updates

[drlund]

One of the best story on the site

[saxygabbar]

Pls update

[dark5670]

Eagerly waiting for the next update...

[Gajakidost]

Long time no see

[BDSM]

PLEASE DOES ANYONE HAVE THAT HUGE GREAT RAGGING STORY , WITH TORTURE AND BDSM , THAT USED TO BE ON Old Xossip website ?? please anyone got that ???

[Marthandam99]

Plz update

[Tanvirapu]

ISss, so much of the story left, who knows when it will complete

[leena132]

brutally erotic, unable to stop from getting aroused

[dark5670]

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[B1ryani]

**Part 48**

The room was filled with the old man’s laughter. Purvi was shaking uncontrollably. The adrenaline was pumping through her body as she held the empty gun, the barrel aimed directly at the fat gangster. 

*click*click*click*

She could not stop squeezing the trigger, knowing very well that the gun was unloaded. The big man stood up, his fat black cock as hard as a rock. Purvi noticed a drop of pre-cum exit the black pee hole, dripping onto the floor. His big belly towered over her as he reached out, grabbing the gun off her hands and threw it across the room.

“You stupid bitch.”, the big man laughed loudly, his booming voice echoed inside the stuffy office. “Did you really think I would leave the pistol loaded?” 

Purvi whimpered in fear. Both her anus and her pussy were sore from having the gun and bottle inserted into her. She looked around frantically.

The old man, Mohan, had gone back to the door, blocking her only exit. She could hear shuffling and voices outside. The big man’s henchmen must have heard the commotion and rushed in. Mohan shouted at them to not enter and stand guard outside. 

“I’m going to have so much fun with you.”, the big man’s eyes were locked onto her. He reached out, grabbing her ankle, slowly pulling her naked body across the harsh dirty floor. 

“NOO… nooo … let me go … let me GOO !!!”, Purvi screamed loudly. She could hear loud laughter coming from outside the door. His men knew what was happening, perhaps hoping for a chance at her after their boss was done. 

She flipped her body, hoping to crawl away, but she was no match for the big man’s strength. She cried out as her stomach, breasts and nipples grazed against the uneven surface, burning her skin as she was dragged back towards the thick black cock.
‘’Hold the bitch down, Mohan.”

Purvi was lying face down on the floor as the old man squatted in front of her, pinning her back down on the floor. 

“Please … please …”, she cried out as she looked up at the grinning old man. She noticed the hard tent in his pants. 

Behind her, she could feel the big man’s body pushing up against her. He sat on her thighs, grabbing each meaty ass cheek, spreading her wide open.   

“Her asshole is ready”, the big man chuckled as he spat directly into her gaping anus. Purvi could feel the silky head of the big man’s cock pushing against the entrance of her little puckered hole. “This is what you get for biting my cock, bitch.”

“AHHHH!”, Purvi’s eyes bulged as his fat rod forcefully entered her. The walls of her anus quicky engulfed his meat as he pushed his way deeper and deeper into her. 

The old man continued to laugh as he watched his boss ease himself him, all the while holding her down tightly. Purvi reached out, trying to grab anything she could reach within arm’s length to fight them off. 
Thap! Thap! Thap! The big man slowly started to increase his pace. Purvi could feel his fat cock gliding in and out of her ass as he rested his body on top of hers. 

“Ahh … ahh … ahh … fuck … “, he moaned loudly, big goblets of sweat off his oily head started to drop onto her back. 

Purvi gritted her teeth, taking the fat black cock into her body. She remained silent, occasionally releasing a gasp as she felt the thick head enter deeper into her bowels. 

“Looks like you are used to it, whore.”, the old man in front of her sniggered as he heard loud grunting coming out from his boss at the back. “Most girls would scream and shout by now.”

Thap!Thap!Thap! The sound of flesh hitting was getting louder and louder. 

“Turn the bitch around, Mohan.”, the big man gasped as he pulled his cock out of her rear. Purvi felt the bulgeous head exit her.

Both the men grabbed her arms and legs, flipping her over. Purvi was now lying down on her back. Her tear-stained face visible to both her abusers. She got a good view of the big man as he climbed back on top of her. 

His eyes were red, panting heavily to hold himself up. The old man’s eyes were gleaming as he stared at her nipples hungrily. 

“Look at those tits”, he salivated, whispering softly. 
Purvi felt the big man adjusting his cock between her legs, sliding the shaft of his cock between her fat pussy lips. 

“Mmmmm”, Purvi watched as the big man’s rolled back as he slowly pushed it into the entrance of her pussy. She felt her back automatically arch as the thick cock invaded her. 

“Ah!”, Purvi gasped as the meat forced its way into her. 

Thap!Thap!Thap! The big man waste no time ploughing his cock in as deep as could. He grabbed her hips, digging his nails into her soft skin. Thap!Thap!Thap! the sound of flesh hitting getting louder and louder by the second. 

Purvi’s big tits were swinging wildly as she bucked to every thrust. Her nipples grazing against the rough cement floor. 

The old man grabbed her hair, pulling her head upwards so his eyes met hers. “What a beautiful bitch.”, he smiled. 

Purvi started to tear. Little droplets on water ran down her cheeks. She could take the cock that was invading her pussy, but the pain from the big man grip on her hips was excruciating. His nails were tearing her skin. 
The old man had his left hand still gripping onto her hair tightly. While smiling, he slowly used his free hand to unbuckle his belt. Purvi eyes were pleading for help. If not help, at least mercy. She was tired. Hungry. Humiliated. Abused. How much more was she supposed to take. She thought of Nila and the trauma her housemate had gone through. What reason did they have to deserve this. 

Thap! … Thap! … Thap! The big man was starting to slow down. Taking in gasps in between as he ran out of breath. He wasn’t exactly in the best shape; his size made it difficult for him to move. His grip loosened as well. 

But in front of her, she heard a zipper slowly being pulled down as another black cock appeared in front of her eyes. 

“Suck, whore.”, the old man’s eyes were gleaming in excitement as he held his cock in front of her lips. 
Purvi could get the stale scent of piss from his meat. The base and balls covered with thick grey pubic hair. She felt the tip rubbing against her lips. 

“Open your mouth!”, the old man tugged on her hair.

 The pain made her gasp in surprise as the cock entered her mouth. “Suck.”, he demanded, looking down at her with glee, a sick smile on his face. 
Behind her, the big man had stopped to catch his breath, his fat cock remained hard, buried deep inside her warm pussy. Purvi wrapped her lips around the old man’s shaft, her tongue lapping on the silky cock head. The stale taste of piss was making her want to vomit. 

“Ahhh … fuck … suck harder, whore.”, the old man grabbed her hair, pushing more cock meat into her mouth. Purvi’s nose was buried in his thick pubic hair, suffocating her. Behind her, she could hear the big man laugh. 

“Slow down Mohan.”, he said light heartedly. Purvi could feel his hands gripping her hips again as he got ready to start pumping again. She could feel the fat cock in her pulsating. Purvi closed her eyes, the hair from the old man’s pubes was making her nose itch, she was struggling to breathe. 

She felt his fingers poking the entrance of her anus. Her body jerked slightly as she felt his forefinger enter her. He pushed his finger as deep as he could. Her asshole accommodated easily, engulfing his finger up until his ring. She could feel the slight chill from the cold gold ring as it entered her body. 

“Mmphhhh…”Purvi tried to plead one last time but with a cock in her mouth, one in her pussy and the finger in her ass, all she could do was grunt as hard as she could. She could barely cry anymore. She was exhausted. She had barely eaten. Her mind was numb. 

Thap!... Thap! … Thap! The big man had started again, slowly but steadily increasing his pace. Each hard pump made her body rock, her heavy breasts grinding against the floor. 

The old man was not letting go of his grip on her hair, he was face-fucking her with gust, his hard pubic bone slamming against her nose with every thrust. Puri could feel snot and saliva dripping out of her nose and mouth as she choked on his cock. The finger in her rear was exploring the depths of her hole, moving around with ease as the bottle had already loosened her up. 

What was her fate going to be now, Purvi thought to herself. How was she going to go home and face her father, who had taken loans to educate her. What about her sister, Tanvi, who had sacrificed her own education for her. What if pictures of her go public, what was she to do. Her mind glanced back at the day she got accepted into college, how excited she was to start a new chapter in her life. A chapter that was meant to be her family’s life jacket. 

Thap!Thap!Thap! The cock behind her was working hard tearing her pussy apart. Her jaw hurt. The room was starting to spin around her.

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**End of Part 48.**

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