Fantasy Actress Fantasy Story (All actress in one college)

[hyd_cock]

Waiting for next great update of yours!!!

[jeetyin]

is this thread dead..........................................dead dead dead.......

[jeetyin]

by any chance is there going to be an update....

[jeetyin]

where is the update.................

[Pranavsai123]

I request the author of this story plss continue it it's been years I wish for ur comeback

[saxygabbar]

Update?,

[chakra]

Update?

[chakra]

Update please

[deadjaw]

any uodate

[The Devil Lucifer]

Very interesting Story Waiting for more

[Virus]

This thread is dead...no more updates from the author will come ...someone takeover the thread and continue the story, only if author is okay with it

[The Devil Lucifer]

This thread is dead...no more updates from the author will come ...someone takeover the thread and continue the story, only if author is okay with it

So Sad

[Gayan]

[Actressfapper]

Please read and enjoy my short stories

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[Harries1]

sad to see this ended

[Mampi]

update please ..

[sri7869]

Good story

[phantom_assassin]

will update...

[phantom_assassin]

The room smelled strongly of sweat, sex, and fear. Nisha’s soft cries filled the air as Tabu held her hips tightly. The thick strap-on was halfway inside Nisha’s tight, virgin asshole. Every small move made Nisha shake and gasp in pain.


Kajal was under her sister. Her own strap-on was deep inside Nisha’s wet pussy. She felt every squeeze and shiver. Silent tears ran down Kajal’s face. In her mind, she begged again and again: *Please stop… I will do anything, anytime… just don’t hurt my little sister more.*

Tabu smiled like a hunter. She leaned over Nisha’s back, her big breasts pressing on sweaty skin. Her voice was soft but cruel. “Your friend below looks so sad. She wants to beg for you.” Tabu pushed a little deeper. Nisha let out a sharp cry.

Then Tabu spoke clearly. “Here is what you will do. You will fuck this pussy hard for five minutes. Very hard. No stopping. I will go slow in her ass. See? I am being kind.”

Kajal’s heart broke, but she had no choice. She pulled back and thrust hard. The sound of skin hitting skin was loud. Nisha screamed right away—a loud, painful scream. Her body jumped with every strong push from Kajal.

Tabu moved slowly, enjoying the tight heat around her strap-on. Each time Kajal pushed hard, Tabu slid a little deeper. Nisha’s cries became louder and more broken. The room was full of wet sounds, screams, and the smell of her body giving in even through the pain.

Nisha’s fingers scratched the bed. “It hurts… please… it hurts too much…” Tears fell on Kajal’s chest. Her pussy became very wet even though it hurt, and small forced orgasms made her body shake.

Outside the window, Hansika, Sai, and Deeksha watched with wide eyes. Hansika’s hand covered her mouth. Deeksha’s legs still felt sticky from earlier. They were scared. “She is too strong… too cruel,” Hansika whispered. Sai only nodded, afraid to speak.

Five minutes felt like forever. Nisha screamed until her voice was gone. Her body shook with big, unwanted orgasms. Finally, she gave one last long cry, her eyes closed, and she fainted. Her body fell heavy on Kajal, breathing slow and weak.

Tabu pulled out very slowly. Nisha’s asshole was red, swollen, and a little open. A few drops of blood mixed with the lube. Tabu took off the strap-on and looked at Kajal.

“Not one word to her,” Tabu said coldly. “From today, you are my slave. You come when I call. You do everything I say. Or the videos go out, and everyone knows. Understand?”

Kajal cried and nodded fast. “Yes, Mistress… I understand. I will obey.”

Tabu waved her hand. “Take her and go. Clean her quietly.”

Kajal’s legs shook as she lifted Nisha. She wrapped her sister in the saree and carried her out into the dark night. The campus was silent. No one saw them. She reached the hostel room, locked the door, and put Nisha gently on the bed.

In the soft moonlight, Kajal brought warm water and a gentle cloth. She removed Nisha’s clothes slowly. There were dark finger marks on her hips and red lines on her bottom from the spanking.

When Kajal opened Nisha’s legs to clean, she saw blood—small red lines from her pussy and more from her sore asshole. Kajal’s heart hurt badly. Fresh tears fell as she cleaned very carefully.

“I am so sorry, my little sister,” Kajal whispered again and again. “I could not protect you.” She put cooling cream on the hurt places, kissing the bruises softly. She cried quietly while working.

When Nisha was clean and covered with a fresh sheet, Kajal lay beside her. She held her sister close, smelling her hair under the bad smells of the night. Kajal did not sleep. She stayed awake till morning, stroking Nisha’s hair and promising herself: *I will take all the pain from now on. Tabu can do anything to me… but never again to you.*

[phantom_assassin]

After Kajal carried the unconscious Nisha away into the dark night, the guest house became quiet again. Only heavy breathing and the strong smell of sex remained.


Outside the window, Sai, Deeksha, and Hansika stood frozen for a few more seconds. Their hearts were beating fast. Deeksha’s legs still shook from what Tabu had done to her through the window. She felt sore and sticky between her thighs, but she did not know it was her own mother who had used her so roughly. Sai pulled Hansika’s hand gently. “We have to go now,” he whispered. “Before she sees us.”

Hansika nodded quickly. The three of them moved away from the window like shadows and disappeared into the campus trees. No one spoke until they reached a safe corner far away. Then they split up quietly—Sai to the boys’ side, Deeksha and Hansika back to the girls’ hostel. All of them were scared of Tabu’s power.

Inside the room, Tabu stood alone for a minute. She looked at the messy bed—wet sheets, dropped clothes, the two strap-ons on the floor shining with lube and juices. A small smile came on her face. She felt strong and satisfied.

She picked up her phone and typed a quick message to Hansika:  
**“Come inside now. Alone. Room 102.”**

Hansika was walking fast toward the hostel when the message came. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. She stopped under a street light and read it. Her stomach turned with fear. She wanted to run away, but she knew Tabu had old videos of her with Charmi. If she did not obey, everything would be over.

With slow steps, Hansika turned back and walked to the guest house. She knocked softly on the door.

“Come in,” Tabu’s calm voice said.

Hansika opened the door and stepped inside. The room was warm and still smelled strongly of sex. Tabu stood near the bed in only a thin robe, her big breasts pushing against the cloth. Her hair was loose, and she looked relaxed, like a queen after winning a battle.

Tabu closed the door behind Hansika and locked it. She looked at the girl up and down with a teasing smile.

“How was the show, little spy?” Tabu asked softly.

Hansika’s face became red. She looked at the floor. “I… I didn’t mean to watch, Ma’am…”

Tabu laughed lightly. She stepped closer until Hansika could smell her perfume mixed with the night’s sweat. Tabu lifted Hansika’s chin with one finger, forcing her to look up.

“Your asshole felt very good tonight,” Tabu said in a low, hot voice. “Tight, warm, and so obedient. You are a good little bitch.”

Hansika’s heart jumped. She knew Tabu was talking about Deeksha, not her! Through the window, Tabu had used the wrong girl in the dark. But Hansika kept silent. She only swallowed hard and nodded a little.

Tabu’s thumb brushed Hansika’s lower lip. “You watched everything, didn’t you? You saw how I made them scream… how I broke them. Did it make you wet?”

Hansika’s cheeks burned hotter. She could not lie—her panties were still damp from watching and from Sai touching her earlier. She gave a tiny nod.

Tabu’s eyes shone with hunger. She leaned closer, her lips almost touching Hansika’s ear. “Tell me the truth. Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to push your strap-on inside your principal and make me moan?”

Hansika’s breath stopped. Fear, shame, and a strange heat mixed inside her. Tabu was scary, but also powerful and beautiful. After a long pause, Hansika gave a small, shaky smile—half fear, half real want.

“Yes, Ma’am,” she whispered very softly.

Tabu’s smile grew bigger. She stepped back and looked at Hansika like a new toy. “Good girl. Honest. One day, it will happen. I will let you fuck me hard… but only when I decide you deserve it. For now, you do exactly what I say. Understand?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Hansika said again, voice small.

Tabu pointed at the messy room. “Clean everything. Wash the sheets, wipe the floor, put the toys away. Make it spotless. Then go back to your room and sleep. Don’t tell anyone what you saw tonight.”

Hansika nodded fast and started working right away. She picked up the wet clothes, folded them carefully. She found a bucket and cloth in the bathroom and cleaned the sticky spots on the floor. Her hands shook a little when she picked up the big strap-ons—they were still warm and slippery. She washed them slowly under water, remembering how Tabu had used them on Nisha. Her face stayed red the whole time.

Tabu watched from a chair, legs crossed, sipping water. Sometimes she gave small orders: “Wipe there again… yes, good… fold that saree nicely.” Her voice was calm, but every word made Hansika feel small and owned.

When the room was finally clean and fresh-smelling, Tabu stood up. She walked to Hansika, cupped her cheek gently, and gave one soft kiss on her forehead—like a reward.

“Go now. And remember—one day you will have your chance with me. Dream about it tonight.”

Hansika’s body felt hot from the kiss. She whispered “Thank you, Ma’am,” and left the room quietly.

Tabu turned off the light, locked the door, and walked back to her own quarters with a satisfied smile. The night was over, and she had won again.

**End of this episode.**