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

[Ramesh_Rocky]

ilanjana lay on the back seat of the car grabbing her pubic hair with one hand and her head with the other....she had tried to adjust her position but in the fast moving car she had tripped to floor between the front seat and the rear one.. it was kind of a cargo van with the glasses painted black and she could not see anything. she did not know which part of the city she was in.. she was blindfolded when she was brought here..



it had been a tough day for her.. both emotionally and physically.. she had not been able to sleep the whole night.. who in the world could sleep with dick in her mouth, her burning ass having the three balls stuffed into her bowels and bowels taking that for the waste to be disposed and keeping the pressure on.. when she had requested, virtually begged Ustadji and Vicky to let her relieve herself.. she had virtually danced in front of the mirror, holding her blasting ass, shifting her weight from one leg to the other to relieve her pressure off her ass.. but these two men had not shown her any kindness.. they had suggested her a wierd idea of rubbing her clit and arousing herself sexually to ease the pressure.. this had worked but her already abused womanhood was in tatters..

she had slept with Chintu's dick in her mouth.. she could smell her juices and his cum smell throughout the night.. Chintu's pubic jungle hair poked into her nose and took away even the last chances to rest.. so much so, she could not lay in one position as Chintu moved.. at one time she was laying with her head trapped between his thighs as he lay on his side.. even when she dozed off to a slight sleep, his dick had grown suddenly in her mouth and she woke up suddenly..

all the time she lay down on the bed, her hand was constantly between her legs on her pussy.. that was the only way she could keep her ass quiet.. everytime her ass had cramps to relieve her of the pressure, her subconsious mind instructed her hands to rub her womanly sex, to arousal..this helped her douse the pressure in her rear.. resulting her sex was sour and not so swollen as the drug effect had receded..

all this while the light of the bedroom was on so that the men on the other end of the camera could watch everything..

Nilanjana could catch some sleep in the morning but that was interrupted when Chintu leaked, he said leaked but she still thought it was deliberate, his bladder into her mouth.. she had woken up with a startle but the salty fluid had filled her mouth and some even entered her throat and even her nostrils.. she pushed Chintu away and had rushed to the bathroom to rinse her mouth off..

she spent over 20 minutes in the bathroom but still came out unsatisfied to find the bed wet with Chintu's leak.. she had wanted to kill Chintu, but just then there was knock on the door of the bedroom.. it could have been no other than Kumkum. Nilanjana looked at the watch.. it was already 7 am..
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana almost froze in her... well she was not wearing any pants.. but chills ran up her spine.. Chintu ducked under the bed to look for space to hide.


but lucky for Nilanjana, Kumkum just passed in a note on a paper from under the door.. Nilanjana waited for some time before she could hear Kumkum's footsteps retreat.. it was a big relief for her.. meanwhile Chintu extended his hand and got hold of the note..

the note mentioned that Kumkum was going to her friend's place and would be staying there with her.. it smelled the difference between the two sisters which had come in during the last day, but Kumkum avoided mentioning any such thing.. he gave the note to Nilanjana.. this had a clear implication that the shopping trip due for today for two sisters was cancelled.. Nilanjana did not know if she was pleased with it.. maybe Vicky would have created some problems in the trip or the trip would have been an excuse away from Vicky... she was not sure if she had to be happy.. relieved she sat down on the bed.. she had forgotten the foul taste in her mouth... her stomach was growling.. she felt a strange feeling of emptiness and hollowness in her stomach.. her head was heavy and she was feeling dizzy at times..


Vicky had forced her to turn her maid away when the door bell rang, citing Chintu as the reason.. , she had faced one of the most embarassing moments of her life when she had gone to turn back the maid in just a full size towel wrapped around her naked body and it turned out to be the newspaper boy with the monthly bill, just seperated with grill door with iron mesh between them.... she told him to come later as 'sahab' was not at home.. she later realized what the meaning could be inferred from this statement..

maid had come on two minutes late and Nilanjana turned her down too.. Shanta bai had looked at Nilanjana and her appearence in suspicion.. the maid knew that her husband was not at home... but she shrugged her shoulders and went away saying that she will not take the pay cut for the day as leave was from her side..

Nilanjana could just hope that the maid and newspaper person dont get togather and discuss her out..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Coming back to her room, she saw Chintu sitting in the corner, trying to sleep.. she sat on the other edge of the bed..


Nilanjana's pussy was sore.. it was dry and no more swollen.. but it had a strange feeling of lust.. she was feeling like a big void was created there.. her stomach was feeling cramps every now and then .. she was hungry but with constant pressure building up in her bowels and the balls adding extra pressure, she had wanted to use the toilet and relieve her bowels.. added to that was her usual habit of relieving her bowels in the morning.. at the end, ashamed, Nilanjana had called up Vicky to allow her to use the toilets..

Vicky had put her the conditions to complete all the home chores, including brooming and sweeping the floors, dusting, doing the dishes and the clothes, including fixing the breakfast for Chintu... and she had to do it all nude.. Nilanjana had begged to allow her one go in toilet but it had all fallen on deaf ears.. rather Vicky told her that where Kumkum was and he would not mind another kidnap round if she leaked or disobey..

she had worked for over three hours.. things she had not done before.. even during her low income days, she had a luxury of a maid who worked for household chores..

cleaning the whole house and brooming the entire apartment.. completely naked.. in front of the young boy and not knowing in front of how many men.. squatting was a big problem for her.. couple of times she even had to use her finger as a butt plug else she would not have been able to control herself..she almost thought that her ass would burst anytime..

Chintu demanded the sandwiches and mango milkshake for breakfast. she spent about an hour in the kitchen preparing it.. almost all the time dancing on one leg and the other to keep her pressure under control.. and when she had offered him the breakfast in the bed, he told her that it tasted all foul and threw the plate away.. the whole bedsheet was strewn with tomato ketchup and shake..

she then did the dishes.. it was the worst thing and she hated doing it.. Nilanjana had hard time squatting again.. washing clothes.. including the big bedsheet.. in fact she had to resort to old night trick of arousing her clit to avoid her ass bursting out.. Chintu was watching it all and so were the other men.. but the results were different.. it was already sore and dry unlike previous night.. her womanhood was aching and the meagre arousing she achieved swapped a lot of energy off her body.. the pressure did go into the background not by arousal but by the intense pain.. by the time she had finished washing the clothes.. it had been over 4 hours that she had been working.. , her already tired body due to previous hectic day and scant night sleep .. she was feeling really tired and her each muscle was screaming for rest.. she was letting out loud sighs everytime she got up.. she had still been grabbing her ass the whole time and it seemed the pressure was getting on her head.. her stomach was screaming for something, she was not feeling hungry due to her filled ass, but she was feeling a strange void..

she had called up Vicky for begging for permission for once her most intimate ritual of the day, using her toilets.. she begged with him that she was feeling sick.. Vicky told her that he will be sending her the medicines... he also allowed her to use the toilet, but if she would pull out the balls in front of Chintu.. she had to clean the balls and then use the toilet.. and then request Chintu to put the balls right into her womanhood....

[Ramesh_Rocky]

WARNING DIRTY EPISODE.. SOME PEOPLE MAY WANT TO SKIP IT


Nilanjana had done as she was instructed.. she had not been in any position to deny any requests.. no, not requests, they were orders from Vicky.. she had not even been even thinking of refusing.. finally she had got the permission to pull out the balls from her anus.. but what seemed to be so easy, was not so.. the balls just did not come out.. Chintu had inserted them in the wrong order and the thread meant for pull out was deep buried in her ass under the balls..

reluctantly she had called Chintu in, who came in with a hankey on his nose.. Nilanjana had felt this humiliating but then on second thought it was she who was performing most intimate act, an act which wives dont want even their husband to be spectator to, in front of this young boy..

Nilanjana could not grip the balls with her hands.. she had to squat down on the floor to get them out... she had let out a loud moan of pain as her tired thighs were resisting her bend down, but they had no match when it came to pain in her ass.. she had not wanted to sit on the pot as she did not want to retrieve the balls from inside the pot.. she squatted on the floor and one ball came out from the ass.. with a loud plop.. she felt so relived when the second ball came out.. the balls scratched the walls of her cavity as they came out, but the pain had been much less than the releif she was feeling on the her anus.. the third ball came out with the momentum and the toy dropped on the floor... it was clad with her brown shit of hers.. as per Vicky's instruction, she had to wash the balls clean before going for relieving herself.. he had called her again for this instruction and warned her of consequences if this happened.. when she had resisted..

Vicky : i was thinking of giving you laxatives and still you would have had to control it.. you are not a two year clean pussy girl to let go of your shit in your pants.. he he..

these words were ringing in her mind.. she virtually had to use her left index finger to stop her shit flowing out of her anus onto the bathroom floor.. she had kept her hand on her anus while her right hand washed the balls clean.. she had used the liquid soap to ensure they were clean and would not create infections.. it was hard but she had no options.. she only sat on the toilet seat after the toy was clean.. had she been late a fraction of the second, she would have lost all control and soiled the entire bath.. she closed her eyes in great relief as her bowels rushed everything out with a blast.. her lips passed a loud moan of satisfaction... she opened her eyes and though aware of Chintu's presence, still felt humiliated of the situation..

she had quickly washed herself .. but the toughest part was again to come.. she had to request Chintu to insert the balls into her pussy again.. it had been more painful than she had expected it to be..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

not even 2 days into the whole ordeal, her modesty had evaporated.. she still lay thinking in the back of the car, covered in her scanty dress.. she made no attempt to get up from the floor on the back of the car.. problem was that she was not getting any time to think on how to get out of the situation she was into, and each passing minute was just dragging her deeper into the mess..


her hands just rested on her pubic hair.. slowly the pain in there was limited just to the skin where her pubic mound had been pulled from the skin as she was thrown into the car.. , Nilanjana did not bothering to lower her dress... getting over the chores of two households in a day and when the day before she had not slept during the night.. she just lay, her arms and body aching.. she was trying to take the much needed rest before, god knew what lay in store for her..

she felt her edges of the lips still sour.. very mechanically, she had invited Chintu for inserting the balls into her pussy.. but the naughty Chintu had taken the oppurtunity to play game on her.. he had taken the ball in his fist and rammed the fist, ball right into her lower abdomen, right on top of her pubic mound.. her lungs skipped a breath due to the pain.. her knees buckled and she let out a deep scream.. due to fear of being heard outside or taking the naughty oppurtunity, Chintu had inserted one of the ball into her mouth.. gagging her.. he was trying to force the second ball into her mouth till she realized what he was doing..

she gained her lost strength but it was already too late before she could push Chintu away... she had called up Vicky to complain, but Vicky had mocked her for not even able to control a young boy.. he told her that he was coming to give her the medicine and she should be ready in 30 minutes with balls inside her and already taken bath... she had just been about to keep the phone when he added that she should give Chintu the parting gift by allowing him to give her the bath..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana's mind had revolted on the very fact of the young boy giving her the bath, but she chose not to be humiliated again by refusing.. she tried to console her mind with the arguments that this is the same boy who was f**king her betweeen her legs... and that her mouth had been between his legs entire night..


she stood there as Chintu had inserted the balls inside her.. it had been very painful for her as her womanhood was dry and the balls were really scratching the dry walls of her inner self.. only her saliva had provided some lubrication for the toy... but her womanhood had fought a tough war with the toy and ultimatly lost it with lot of pain inflicted..

Chintu had not minded his tricks even when he had bathed her... she was getting used to nakedness in front of the boy as he had applied soap on her breasts and her body.. but he had blown the foam on his hands into her open eyes, leaving her in miserable agony.. and as she had been struggling opening her eyes, he had taken up the toilet cleaning brush and brushed it on her pubic hair.. she resisted but opened her eyes to find him kinda posing with brush in his hands, cleaning her pubic hair with his face towards the bathroom mirror..

Chintu had been more mischevious and he was touching her while bath as if he will never touch a lady again.. he had been interrupted with the door bell..Chintu went to answer it.. he seemed to be knowing who would be coming.. Nilanjana had tried to close the bathroom door but Vicky opened it and stood there casually.. as if she were his wife..

Vicky had kept the dress on the bed and told her to come down in 5 minutes dressed in this dress.. to her relief, Vicky had acknowledged the fact that she not be seen with him till she got out of the society gates and had waited across the corner of the street.. Vicky also packed off Chintu who seemed unwilling to go.. but Vicky was strict on him and threatened him if her pics leaked out.. Vicky seemed so kind as he walked out of the apartment with Chintu, leaving Chintu with some privacy of hers at last..

this kindness had not lasted long when she had to wear the dress.. it was just a skimpy dress, rather more of a long tube top, just covering her buttocks.. she could not find any panties and none of them were in her cupboard too.. so she had to walk pantiless down.. the bra, with tranparent straps, was a size smaller cups so it made her breast flesh overflow from the cups.. and padding towards the lower of the cups ensured more push towards the upper side.. this raised her clevage by about couple of inches, besides making her real uncomfortable with the garment..

admist all the worries on her mind on how to go out in the dress, she wore the dress.. the other box had the high heeled boots which ran right upto her thighs.. just when she bent a little to zip the boots, she realized that all her dress had ridden up her bums, leaving her womanhood naked.. the tight dress did not bother to go down till she had pulled it down.. but pulling it down had other implications as the dress came off her shoulders and was really deep cut.. she had really delicate balance between exposing her naked bums or expose more flesh on her chest..


And this was the dress she was wearing as she lay in the back of the car..

But she remembered that coming out of her apartment had not been feasible in this dress.. so she had taken a dupatta and salwaar off one of her two suits and worn the salwaar to hide her naked thighs and unusual long boots.. while the dupatta was used to hide her clevage and shoulderless dress.. she was sure Vicky would not like this, but she had limited options getting through the society..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana walked down the stairs.. she was afraid of finding someone in the elevator.. she sneaked past each floor .. and she heaved a sigh of relief when she was out of the building.. she quickly crossed the gate and came onto the seat.. she had just got to walk around 200 mts on the pavement to get around the corner, where Vicky was supposed to be waiting..


the high heels were comparatively, less painful then yesterday.. she was surely looking awkward as her top seemed too tight, while the salwaar was inherently loose.. and people were not used to looking at woman walking baring all her salwaar and she was surely turning heads... besides the dark brown color top and cream color salwaar was not the right combination followed with the cream colored dupatta..

she walked around the corner finding Vicky and Rohit sitting on the bike, waiting for her..
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Vicky and Rohit had been smiling when they saw her in this dressas she walked towards them.. she clearly looked awkward in this loose bottoms and too tight tops, with her tight dress under her salwaar.. probably she should have worn the tight dress over the salwaar..Nilanjana lowered her eyes to not to face them as she walked upto them..


Nilanjana let out a soft hi to both of them.. which Vicky ignored.. Rohit just looked at her..

Vicky : you were supposed to come in the dress which I had given to you..

Nilanjana : but..

Vicky : do you think I am a fool coming all the way to give you the dress..

Nilanjana : but I have...

Vicky : you just dont know how to dress up.. let me..

Nilanjana : you were going to take me to the doctor..


Vicky : what happened to you??

Nilanjana : i have not eaten anything since morning and my stomach is also aching..

Vicky : ok, this is cause of yesterday.. you drank a bit too much..

Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. it was not her who had taken these drinks, but he had forced her to drink.

Vicky : but i know of a doctor who would give you medicine ..

Vicky waited for a second..


Vicky : come sit, we need to get more things done today..

Nilanjana : how and where do I sit??

Vicky : on the bike, i am not carrying you in my arms. he he..

Rohit too let out a grin..

Nilanjana : please.. i can come in an auto..

Vicky : he he.. why?? are we not good guys??

Nilanjana : but.. no.. the point is that we will have a challan..

Vicky : dont worry about us.. if you want to come with us, then it is ok.. else you will have to come by public bus..

Nilanjana looked at a passing bus.. people were hanging on the door bars, much worse and dangerously than cows or dogs are transported in the country.. and she was sure, these men will let her get into the bus, the provocative way she was dressed.. but there will be hundreds of hands feeling all the curves of her body..

Nilanjana : please .. let me use the auto..

Vicky motioned the bus to stop.. bus driver had his eyes wide on seeing her and he braked like any bus driver would on seeing the plesant personality like Nilanjana..

Nilanjana : no pls.. i will get on the bike..

saying she motioned the bus driver to go.. it was worth looking at the despair and anger on bus driver's face.. he drove away slanging in his mouth as conductor and other passengers ogled on her..

Nilanjana waited for the bus to go. and then as she wanted to sit on the bike, but she did not know how to sit as the two men were already on the bike.. Vicky was on the front..

Nilanjana : where do I..

Vicky : why .. cant you sit between us?? yesterday you were sleeping.. ohh .. not sleeping .. fucking between us.. and today..

Nilanjana blushed at the crude language used by Vicky.. Vicky got off the bike, but Rohit remained on the back seat. she looked at Rohit, but he was not interested to move..

Vicky : get on now.. like I got off..

Nilanjana got on like a one side pillion rider.. her cheeks were inches off Rohit's mouth.. and her bums occupied almost all the seat..

Vicky : come on.. sit cross legged.. we dont have all day here and this bike does not belong to just you.. your ass is taking all the space available..

Nilanjana glared at Vicky..

Vicky : it is in your interest to get out of here.. it is near your house and many people may glare if you create a scene here..

Nilanjana realized what Vicky was saying was true..

Vicky : now get on as cross leg quickly..

to get on the bike, Nilanjana had to raise her leg forward at almost 90 degree and then get it backward across the seat.. she did it, keeping one hand on Vicky's shoulder to maintain her balance on her heels.. she finally sat down on the bike..

as she was about to sit and her bums were about to touch, Rohit poked his hand under her bums.. her top dress had ridden up as she had raised her leg, and the salwaar material was so thin, that she felt Rohit's hands virtually touching her naked womanhood.. she had stumbled a bit, but Vicky and Rohit controlled her..

Nilanjana : what the heck.. dont you..

Rohit : was just checking if you were wearing panties..he he.

Vicky : are you wearing?? (his tone was angry as if he assumed she was)..

Nilanjana : (quickly) .. nooo..

Vicky and Rohit had naughty smile on their lips as Nilanjana blushed in shame.. they had not left her with any panties to wear..

Vicky : push your ass backward..

Nilanjana pushed herself back till her back was almost flat with Rohit's chest..

Vicky : and this dupatta is not looking good with this dress..

saying he pulled the dupatta off her shoulders and threw it on the pavement.. it was so sudden that Nilanjana did not get a time to react as her shoulders were left naked in the middle of the main road, with the two transparent bra straps on either side.. she could not get off as by the time thought of it, Vicky was already on the bike and was kicking the bike to start.. anyways, even if she could have gotten down, he had enough control on her to keep her from picking up the garment to cover her body..

Nilanjana : please Vicky..

but Vicky had ignored her request and bike was already turning towards the middle of the road.. all Nilanjana could do was waive her dupatta goodbye for ever.. Vicky leaned back as the bike was on the road with Nilanjana sandwiched between the two men, her breasts crushing on Vicky and her Rohit's groin rubbing her ass..
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

The bike sped along the road.. Nilanjana was a big head turner for many men, she looked so homely that some men who could see her sandwiched between the two men wondered which one was her husband.. Nilanjana looked away from the oglers...


Vicky was bit of a rash driver and took steep turns.. Nilanjana was in constant fear if Vicky could put all the three into hospital bed.. unknowingly her hands were gripping the side of Vicky's t-shirt.. the roads were never her forte and she had very soon lost track of the route they were following.. her big fears almost came true, when trying to bypass a big signal, Vicky increased the speed to around 90 kmph.. but unlucky to cross the signal, with the car in front braking, applied the brakes.. the bike skidded and almost went up 30 degrees from behind.. it was not a new thing for Vicky and he was used to such stunts.. but pushing Nilanjana into Vicky and Rohit into Nilanjana.. Nilanjana almost was clinging to Vicky, fearing the fall..

Rohit got off the bike to escape the security officer man troubling them for tripling.. they were not wearing the helmets too..

An old begger came to them asking them for mercy and two rupees to have some food.. they are not content with one ruppee anyway, now a days..

Vicky got an idea..

Vicky : baba, we dont have money.. but we do have something to share..

the begger looked at them.. especially his eyes was on Nilanjana.. tharki baba, she thought and looked the other way..

Vicky : does your wife wear clothes??

poor baba did not understand anything..

Vicky : my wife wanted to donate her salwaar to someone.. maybe your wife..
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

the poor baba did not understand what Vicky was saying.. he thought that Vicky was joking on him.. but Nilanjana did understand it faintly and hoped that what she understood was wrong.. she instantanously moved her hands back over the waist of Vicky.. and tried to move a bit backwards.. but she kept quiet..


baba was almost getting to the next car, thinking Vicky as a waste of time.. more vehicles and cars had come and come to halt behind the bike... It was a big intersection and anybody getting stuck just as light turns red, is gone for 5 long minutes and these 5 minutes were going to be longest for Nilanjana..

Vicky : baba.. come here.. (he pulled out a Rs 50 note and waived)..

baba's eyes glistened .. he was limping as his one leg was amputed off the knee..and he was using a helping crethe to walk on.. but on seeing the note, he walked back faster than ever before.. the lady in the car behind was relieved as baba had been creating nuisance in front of her for money..

Vicky : baba.. meet my wife.., but I am so sorry that i cant show you her face.

saying he pulled a small black poly bag on the head of Nilanjana.. Nilanjana was so confused with what was happening.. Vicky handed baba the note.. this was more earning than an hour of sweat which poor baba would have spent in the sun..

Vicky : meet my wife.. Nilanjana.. Nilanjana, say hello to dear baba..

Nilanjana : please Vicky.. this is not.. a joke.. i am .. i am suffocating..

Vicky (interrupting firmly but very polietly). : say hello.. Nilanjana

Nilanjana : hello.. ohh please

Vicky : baba, actually she is not my wife.. she is my brothers wife,.. but you know she does not get satisfied with him.. so she.. he he.. (Vicky let out a mischevious smile to finish off the scentence without finishing it as he tied the knot to the poly bag from bottom.. )

Nilanjana : pls Vicky, this is not the...

Vicky : (ignoring her).. baba.. but her problem is that her husband does not let her come out with shorter clothes which she likes..

Nilanjana : pls Vicky. i am going, if you dont stop..

saying the got off the bike.. but Vicky hardly paid any attention to her... rather pointing towards her,

Vicky : now she will basically want to donate her salwaar.. you see. her salwaar does not match her dress..

Nilanjana did not know what to do.. suddenly things had turned dark around her.. she could hardly see anything.. she feared raising her hand and offending Vicky.. , she had backed some steps out, but she always feared that her attempt was hollow without any consent of Vicky and also without seeing anything.. she stopped just couple feets from her original position..

baba : but she is leaving..

Vicky : dont worry baba.. she cant share herself with anyone except me..

baba : you are wasting your and my time..

Vicky : (loud enough for Nilanjana to hear) i bet . if she does not take off her salwaar right here, I will.. I will show an MMS of hers to you.. ..

Nilanjana could hear Vicky laugh..

Vicky : come here ... bhabhi..

Vicky lead Nilanjana by her hands back to near the bike..

Nilanjana : Vicky this is not the proper place to do anything.. please.. i will.. i will do anything ...

Vicky : what?

Nilanjana : I will do anything for you..

Vicky : will you suck me off??

Nilanjana : yes.. yes.. i will.. but please get on from here.. i am suffocating..

Vicky : then will you suck baba off too?

Nilanjana : NOOOOO.. have you gone mad?

baba was confused,, but he had got his money.. he did not know what Vicky was talking, but he knew the Nilanjana ridiculed him..

Vicky : why??

Nilanjana : he is like my father.. ohh please.. let me out..

Vicky : so what??

Nilanjana : please Vicky.. if you have my weakness, does not mean ..

Vicky (interrupting her and taking over) : yes, it does not mean that you can refuse me something..

Nilanjana : please Vicky.. this is road..

Vicky : so what?? ok.. either you remove your salwaar right now without a word and hand it to baba.. or you will have to suck him off if the light turns green.. and light will turn green in another minute..

Nilanjana : please.. i am suffocating..

Vicky : only 55 seconds remain..

Rohit was smiling at poor Nilanjana's position..

Nilanjana begged for mercy using her eyes and hands, but it was not to be..

Vicky : baba, where do you think she can suck you??

baba's eyes gleamed.. he could not believe what he was hearing or watching.. he was just speechless..

Vicky : baba, you are going to get the suck of lifetime.. she does it very nice..

Nilanjana : no no.. i will do anything.. but i will not suck him.. please..

Nilanjana's voice was clearly filled with desperation and distress.. she was agreeing to strip herself in front of the public, not even knowing who all were watching her..

Vicky was pleased with what he was hearing..

Vicky held her hand and let her to the middle.. just behind the first car in the front of the bike.. she knew she was lucky that Vicky was giving her the options.. he had the power to get both of the instruction executed.. she reluctantly pulled out the nada from inside her salwaar and held it out.. the people around looked at her.. her fingers were her eyes but limited only to what she was touching.. the lady in the car behind the bike was watching bewildered as Nilanjana pulled the string of her salwaar.. Nilanjana loosened the knot and let the salwaar fall in the middle of the road..

Vicky : quick, get out of it.. the light is about to turn green..

Nilanjana bent down and pulled the salwaar from her ankles.. but the boots she was wearing, made it tougher to take the salwaar out.. Nilanjana did not want to get onto remove her boots especially with such short dress, barely covering her pantiless bottoms.. she could hardly affort to sit..

Vicky smiled at a gentleman who was stealing looks from the driver seat as his wife sat next to him in the car on the side.. he was at a good angle to see the her peeking ass cheeks from under her dress as she was bending enough, to raise her bottoms to expose the lower part of the bums and huge chunk of her breasts overflowing her top.. she was gasping for air now and her chest was moving up and down rapidly.. she was freaking, panting and desperation just lead to confusion in her mind which increased the time she was taking to get salwaar off her ankles..

the man driving the car in the front had sensed something and he had gotten down from the car.. on noticing what was happening, he pulled out his mobile camera and took nice shot of the half naked ass he could see from behind her as she bent..

after some difficulties Nilanjana was able to get out of the salwaar and stood there in just her mini dress, barely covering her bums and naked shoulders... she realized that her dress had ridden up and adjusted it, first from bottom then over her breasts.. she did not know what happened to her salwaar..

suddenly she heard lot of horns blowing.. the light had turned green but no one moved.. who could move, if the driver of the car in front was busy taking picture of the lady stripping and wearing slutty clothes in middle of the road.. the traffic security officerman was rushing from the other side of the road to clear the cause of the jam..

Vicky : Rohit, run..

Vicky sat on the bike and kicked it to life.. Rohit grabbed Nilanjana from her ass, carried her and raised her to the seat of the bike. and dropped her on the seat cross legged.. in the process, her dress had risen from her bums and most of her bottoms were naked for a second.. it happened so quick that Nilanjana could not act.. her womahood landed right on the warm black leather.. Rohit climbed back on the bike which was already in motion.. and they made their way from the side of the car..

Rohit turned and saw the security officerman catching the errant car driver.. and shouting on them.. but Vicky had driven off fast and out of reach....

Nilanjana could do little to lower her dress as Rohit used his nails to make a hole in the polybag over her nose and mouth.. she was sitting between the two men on top of her naked womanhood, getting baked on the warm seat in the afternoon sun.. for her, the bike sped into darkness of the unkwown..
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pakihubby-

wonderfull wondersfull.. i had once watched a lady bathing in front of a train.. real incident.. and it was one of the express trains from usually conservative Lahore station.. and she was standing by the tap of drinking water and taking bath in her lowly tied saree.. she even removed her blouse and bra .. covered only by her paloo.

obviously everyone was glaring and looking at her.. i was just 17 then and with my uncle.. and both of us were looking at her, hiding from each other..

after her bath she went to all men in wet saree and asked them money for the show, like we pay after the monkey dance.. my dick was stiff..

well well, either she was mad.. or some Vicky had come in her life, like it came in Nilanjana's life.. your update reminded me of the incident.. gr8 writing..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

khan1900 -

To give some imput; it is a fascinating story how Nilanjana gets deeper and deeper in trouble. We all know that due to her (starting) addiction to the drug - something that will only get worse, I suppose - the chances to get out of this trouble are very small. What would be for very exciting is that depite all her humilations, Nilanjana still keeps the hope that at the end life will be back at normal. E.g. after she is humiliated by Asma Khan (still waiting for it eagerly. ), Nilanjana still is confident that she will be able to save her marriage.

From this perspective Kumkum adds an interesting opportunity. For Nilanjana she will do anything to protect Kumkum. On the other hand Kumkum may put in a position to do things, because she thinks she may save her elder sister. At the end the situation may come that both sisters realize that they had done things that were completely useless because they couldn't save each other.

Make-up. I like women with slutty make up. Would love to read how Nilanjana (or Kumkum) must visit a beautician who gives her the most whorish make-up possible. Maybe even a new hair colour? (with the risk that painting black hair blonde, may give the hair actually a kind of orange shade). The whorish makeup would be a must if she is going to perform for some Arabic visitors to India. Time again for the nose ring?

Finally about her high heeled boots: as was written in the story Nilanjana feels now more comfortable to walk on high heels than yesterday. What is a fact is that when women continue to walk on high heels in the long term this will result in a permanent shortening of the Achilles tendon. In other words constant wearing of high heels encourages the tendon to assume this shortened position permanently. The result is that she will feel very uncomfortable with flat shoes, or - at the end - it will even be impossible to walk on flat shoes. (Believe it or not, but my own wife got a beginning of this trouble). So, it would be an interesting topic in the story that Nilanjana is forced to wear high heels for days (and slowly increasing the length, think about platforms), with the end result that she has to wear them.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

johndoe7today-


Excellent updates masalaman, each of those gems is excellent...

But poor Nilanjana is being harassed to the extremities, try being a little kinder, I pity this fictional woman.

By the way, I would suggest that when you want to end this story, please do it in such a way that the tables turn and Nilanjana has an upper hand somehow. I know it is difficult, but it must be just another challenge to your ingenious mind; just make sure that Nilanjana wins this war, and maybe you can make Vicky, Rohit and Ustad die a horrible, painful death, something like them getting their balls crushed or cut or something like that. Especially because you soon plan to include KumKum too in the problem, two women can defeat three men in this battle of wits, right?

Also, once kumkum gets involved, I am sure there is no obligation for Nilanjana to continue subservience. She is doing all this only for Kumkum, she'll not care anymore about whatever her adulterous husband thinks about her. Now that she has become naked in front of a traffic signal, she'll not care what the society thinks about her anymore....

Just a suggestion, to make the climax interesting and "righteous"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana could do little to lower her dress as Rohit used his nails to make a hole in the polybag over her nose and mouth.. she was sitting between the two men on top of her naked womanhood, getting baked on the warm seat in the afternoon sun.. for her, the bike sped into darkness of the unkwown..




Nilanjana could not do anything.. sandwiched between the two men.. her thighs naked right upto the point where they met the torso.. the hot sun had made the black leather of the seat warm and her womanhood was getting all the heat.. getting baked with the leather.. she wanted to squirm but there was no space to move.. she closed her eyes as she felt Rohit, sitting behind her, keep his hand flat high up on her thighs..

she could not protest.. all the did was close her eyes in shame, which was anyway meaningless under the black polythene cover that covered her face..

she remembered when she was sitting in the car besides Siddarth, who was driving and she had commented on the lady sitting on the bike as a pillion rider.. and her jeans was almost down to show half of her white panties.. she had seen Siddarth watching her and that evoked her to state the girl to be a slut who did not care about her modesty.. and today she herself was wishing if she had the panties to show off.. she was sitting in middle of the two men, almost naked to the her womanhood, her breasts being squeezed by the one in front and her ass being squeezed by Rohit on the rear..

meanwhile Vicky drove through the roads.. he was enjoying her humiliation as he took the longer route, though he avoided the main roads for irking the security officer.. he stopped at the signals between the cars.. this also ensured that Nilanjana got maximum notice.. at every stop Nilanjana could hear the engines humming around her.. she felt everyone looking at her.. not able to see around her and her surroundings made her more vulnerable and feel more naked..

at one of the junctions, as bike stood, a lady begger with a small child in hand came for begging.. Vicky was quick

Vicky : i dont have money, but I have the milk, if you want.. (as he turned around)..

Nilanjana heard this.. she could do nothing but to fear what Vicky meant.. instantanous her hands went onto her own breasts as she held the top of her shoulder less dress..

Vicky : here..

saying Vicky tried to lower the dress of Nilanjana.. Nilanjana resisted but her resistance was so powerless against Rohit' grip.. Rohit grabbed her wrists and forced her arms behind her back, leaving the front of her trapped body completly helpless and on mercy of Vicky..
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Nilanjana begged for mercy.. she tried her best to free her arms from grip of Rohit, but hardly could even twist them in his grip.. she was not in great position to use her strength... she could not run.. she could just scream, but that only attracted more attention and died down in noise of engines and went unheard for the AC cars having rolled up panes.. and very soon she was tired with her head inside the poly bag gasping for air.. but Vicky wanted this.. her ears dampened her cheeks and face as Vicky lowered her top and raised her bra cups to make her topless on the middle of the road.. in front of the begger lady, who herslef looked horrified at the scene....


Nilanjana : please.. pleeeee. stop this.. this is not ... ohhh my godddd.. nooo..

but all her pleas fell on deaf ear and were ignored as both her breasts were open for the world to see.. the begger looked at her in disbelief..

Vicky : (to the begger) if you let your baby suck something here, I will give you 50 bucks..

Nilanjana mind sparked in horror.. she renewed her attempts to freedom.. at one point Rohit thought she will break free, but he managed to control it..

lady begger : why??

Vicky : do as much as asked..

lady begger : i will take 75..

lady begger wanted nothing more.. she was paying 40 rs for the young kid on rent.. she wanted money.. and this was a smart deal for her..

lady begger : does she milk??

Vicky : ohh yes.. ohh yes.. now get the child near..

begger : please give me the money first..

Nilanjana : please nooooooooo.. ayeeeee.. leave me..

this was an attack on her motherhood in the middle of the road..the money changed hands and the begger got the small boy near her breasts... Nilanjana thrashed in vain as she was forced to breast feed in the open, when she was not even lactating.. the excessive and hungry sucking, it just caused pain in her nipples just as all her strength drained out from her now feeble protests.. she resigned to her fate..
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

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Originally Posted by johndoe7today View Post
Excellent updates masalaman, each of those gems is excellent...

But poor Nilanjana is being harassed to the extremities, try being a little kinder, I pity this fictional woman.

By the way, I would suggest that when you want to end this story, please do it in such a way that the tables turn and Nilanjana has an upper hand somehow. I know it is difficult, but it must be just another challenge to your ingenious mind; just make sure that Nilanjana wins this war, and maybe you can make Vicky, Rohit and Ustad die a horrible, painful death, something like them getting their balls crushed or cut or something like that. Especially because you soon plan to include KumKum too in the problem, two women can defeat three men in this battle of wits, right?

Also, once kumkum gets involved, I am sure there is no obligation for Nilanjana to continue subservience. She is doing all this only for Kumkum, she'll not care anymore about whatever her adulterous husband thinks about her. Now that she has become naked in front of a traffic signal, she'll not care what the society thinks about her anymore....

Just a suggestion, to make the climax interesting and "righteous"


pgfan-

I don't think I like the idea of a "righteous" ending.... I've read some stories like that and in my opinion that just spoils the whole thing.

Remember, this is not real life - this is fantasy.

A righteous ending feels worse than a KLPD...... You're excited reading the whole story and in the end instead of heading for a super jerk-off session, you just sit there feeling like a jerk.

I would say, it should end with the woman (or women) realizing the futility of resisting the villians and resign themselves to permanent servitude......

If you really want to satisfy every one in this case, perhaps Nilanjana can buy perpetual freedom for Kumkum at the price of becoming a permanent sexual slave for Vikram and his gang.

ANYWAY - I hope this is a long, long way off..........

[Ramesh_Rocky]

she sat on the bike as her mammaries, synonymous to her motherhood were sucked...


Nilanjana was in all tears and the salty tears damepened her face under the poly bag covering it.. to some extent Nilanjana was thankful to allow that the bag was there, else her pics, with face, would have been on the exbii for the amatuer photographers would have recorded her on the mobile phones.. she was not fond of these public boards, but Siddarth was addicted to it.. and he had used all his energy to interest her into this.. he joked that people were hungry for pics of ladies like her.. but sometimes she had felt it was more than just a joke.. but coutertesy Vicky and if she was unlucky enough, she would soon be on exbii soon.. who would leave the chance of recording a lady stripping her salwaar on the road.. or breast feeding on the intersection.. he must either would not have a camera phone with himself or he would have been poor man with a wife with him..

she was lost in the thoughts.. the pain in her breasts due to violent sucking did not impact her thinking.. the pain had become bit mechanical for her in last few hours with each humiliation inflicted on her... her stomach was aching too.. she had not eaten anything for last so many hours.. she did not feel hungry, but kind of a void and cramps in her stomach demanding attention.. the muscles in her body were kinda feeling lazy and she was just 50% of herself.. she was eager to get the medical attention where Vicky was taking her.. she did not realize when her breasts were released and bike sped away.. she only realized what was going on from cool breeze on her breasts.. Rohit was tapping her arms to remind her of lowering her bra and arrange her dress..

the bike flew across the streets and negotiated the curves.. Nilanjana did no longer minded Rohit slightly massaging her bare thighs as they went on.. she just wished there were no more encounter with the beggers.. she had been humiliated enough in front of the men and women she would not even want to talk to..

suddenly she felt the bike stop and the engine went dead... she felt Rohit get off the bike as her back was not in contact with him anymore.. Rohit indicated her to get down as well.. he removed the bag off her face.. her eyes closed partially shut to adjust to the sudden light.. they were standing in front of the large apartment builing.. she got off the bike in the most decent way a pantyless girl, sitting cross legged, could get off... she adjusted her dress quickly which was raised to the level of exposing half of her naked bums under her dress and her pubic triangle in the front.. then she adjusted the top part of her dress to hide the top of the bra cups, which were peeking out..

Vicky took Nilanjana inside the builing leaving Rohit to take care of the bike.. they got in the lift and went onto the third floor.. Nilanjana could see that there were just one apartment on each floor as they got off the lift.. the door to the apartment was open..

Nilanjana and Vicky entered the apartment.. the apartment was not less than the bunglow.. the vast living room was decorated in most luxurious sofas, lush carpets and matching curtains.. the adjoining dining had granite and matching ivory big dining table.. this must be the home of a big doctor..

she was watching around when a man, not looking like a doctor, but maybe like a senior compounder or head of maintenance, wearing a off-white safari suit and in his mid or late forties .. 6 ft tall and well built.. walked out of the door...Nilanjana could make it from his stern looks that he was a supervisor heading sometimes tough domestic helps... he walked right towards them.. she noticed him take a casual look at her dress unlike all the people on the street who had mouth watering mouths on looking at her.. she lowered her eyes when he glared right into her eyes.. she felt that another look, he will eat her up..

Vicky : hi Om ji.

Om : hello.. is this the lady??

his voice was stern and he seemed not to be in habit of wasting words.. right to the point..

Vicky : yes..

Om : have you explained her everything??

Vicky : yes.. she will do as you say.. but you need to give her the medicine later..

Om : Ok.. but right now madam and sir are sleeping.. it will take time..

Vicky : No problem.. I will come later. she will wait..

Om : but she has to work.. right??

Vicky : ohh yes..

Vicky walked to Nilanjana. and lowering his voice..

Vicky : listen bhabhi, this is a good doctor.. but bit strange..

Nilanjana (looking confused)..

Vicky : he takes his fees in kind.. and not money.. we dont have money anyways.. so..

Nilanjana : but i had.. i did not bring my purse..

Vicky : he does not take money.. anyway.. do as he says.. it will be good for me and privacy of your recording too..

Nilanjana : but..

Vicky (to Om) : sir ji, i have explained her.. she will do as you say.. isnt it, bhabhi?

Nilanjana looked at Vicky in confusion.. why was he relating her privacy to this.. she looked up.. but Vicky and and Om were already looking at her for answer.. and their eyes just gave her an option of saying yes..

Nilanjana completed the formality by nodding in affirmative..

Vicky (whispering to Nilanjana) : i will be back here in another 30 mins.. till then obey this man.. think that this is linked to your picture and videos..

Nilanjana : please.. dont leave me alone..

Nilanjana suddenly felt that she was over relying on Vicky.. this was a request she would have made to her husband, who was unfortunatly sleeping with another woman, another woman who did not have good terms with Nilanjana.. but she was tooo afraid of this man, and she did not know why, but she seemed that he will murder her with his looks.. but by the time, she did Vicky was already walking out of the door...

Om (to Nilanjana) : go and close the main door..

Nilanjana looked at Om.. but she could see the stern, cold look daring her to refuse his order.. but there was no lust.. but still she was afraid, the way she was dressed... just in a single piece dress which did not even flow down to her upper thighs.. her high rise boots were covering her legs but leaving her fleshy middle and upper thighs completely open.. low cut exposing her deep clevage.. and without shoulder really made her feel half naked and vulnerable.. and closing door, would really mean confined with this strange man in this stranger environment..

she did not move..

Om : I asked you to go and close the door..

Nilanjana : but.. but..

Nilanjana fumbled with the words.. she realized her hands and feet trembling as he came towards her..she backed off couple of steps to avoid him but he was quick to grab the middle front of her dress, just abover her clevage in his fist..and pull her near himself, too near for her comfort..

Nilanjana was bewildered at this sudden attempt.. her hands instantanously went on the lower hem of her dress to avoid raising the dress higher to expose her naked, pantyless crotch.. her other hand was trying to get away from this stranger who was trying to come close to her.. he was virtually lifting her with her dress.. Nilanjana raised herself to her toes to avoid her dress raising up..

Om : you are supposed to do as I say.. i know why you are here and why you have been sleeping with Vicky..

Nilanjana (she was shivering and her teeth virtually cluttering) : i am... mmm.. i am... not... not sleeping with..

Om : shut up.. and i even know you are not wearing your panties..

Nilanjana blushed in shame as he mentioned one of the most embarassing realities about her attire..
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Nilanjana : please.. i beg you.. leave me please.. i .. i ..


her attention was diverted to the extensive pulling by Om on her dress.. he was trying to pull the dress up and away from her body, really joking on her need to keep the dress down.. she winced in pain as her toes ached.. if she would have dropped to her feet on the floor, the dress would have left the cover of her crotch..

Nilanjana : please.. i.. i.. please.. i am in lot of problems..

Om gave her the dont care smile..

Nilanjana : please.. i am married.. you.. please save me.

Om suddenly let her go..

Nilanjana : thank you.. thank you..

Nilanjana immediatly shifted her hands to arrange her dress..

Om (very firm) : GO AND CLOSE THE DOOR..

Nilanjana looked at Om.. he was not looking at her dress.. the dress had become loose from where he had gripped it and she looked down to see whole of her valley of clevage open .. but he was just looking at her face and his eyes seemed to mind business..

Nilanjana's steps automatically retracted towards the main door.. she closed the big heavy door.. it was with the latch and it closed shut..

Nilanjana stood there for a moment..

Om : should i drag you here??

Nilanjana dragged her steps towards Om again.. her mind was filled with fear... she had already seen the sample of his strength.. she could not even move his hair as he had almost torn off her dress, which could have left her with no clothes below her breasts..

Om : if I want I can strip you right here..

Nilanjana looked at him.. she did not know what to speak.. what he was saying was the truth..

Om : I do that to all girls and ladies who are not married.. or who do not obey my orders..

Nilanjana felt relieved with the statement.. but his orders??

Om : well, and believe me, they all have followed my orders.. till date.. with clothes or without them..

he seemed to be taking pride in his statement, but there was not a sense of pleasure or smile on his lips..

Nilanjana : (mustering all courage) : what do .. what do I have to do??

Om : work that all housewives do..

he seemed to know that she was a housewife.. Nilanjana was not surprised at that.. he even knew she was not wearing her panties, then this was not a big deal.

Nilanjana : all housewives?

Om : come here..

he lead her to inner room.. it looked like a bedroom, but it was being used like a store.. Nilanjana meekly followed him.. Om unlatched a door and it opened into a bathroom..

Om : here.. you are going to wash all the dirty clothes..

Nilanjana : what??

she could not believe what she was being ordered..

Om : yes, water is in there, with detergent and soap, brush and dont forget to use that stick to beat the clothes clean..

Nilanjana : i wont.. i mean.. i cant.. wash..cl...

Om : with or without clothes, you are going to do it.. and i am sure you will not like the way i tear your clothes.. and we dont provide spares for returning.. and this is so many just because we did not get anyone coming for last 1 month.. but since you are here..

Nilanjana looked at him..

Om : and do not bother to take that seventh bucket.. it has all the torn cloth.. ohh, not of the madam.. but .. you know whose..

Nilanjana looked at him in horror.. there were seven drum sized buckets overflowing with clothes..

Om : so.. will see you soon..

saying the man went out of the room, closing the door behind him..Nilanjana looked stuneed.. six bucket full of clothes to wash.. she was already tired and hungry and feeling weakness all over her body.. she instantanously went to the seventh bucket and opened it.. she lifted couple of garments..it really contained a torn blouse, a destroyed bra and other garments.. she closed the bucket lid.. and turned back to see Om watching her at the door..

Om : you still did not start??

he was smiling in her mind as he watched her through the camera open the last bucket.. all ladies before her did the same.. he closed the door and returned back to the camera monitoring room..

Nilanjana stood there, still not able to come to terms with what was going on.. from a respected lady, to a model in the blue film directed by her devar, a sex play toy for Chintu, performing for the begger on the street and then a breast feeding fake mother.. now it was turn for her to become a maid in someone's house she did not know... it was different working in her own house, doing her own chores.. but in someone else's house?.. ohh my god.. but was returning back on the bike.. naked.. and she never knew what mischief Vicky would create..

she looked down at the clothes.. they were prohibitevely big chunk.. As she sat down on the low stool, (chowki, in local language) .. her dress had ridden up and had no chance of even trying to cover her naked womanhood.. she started soaping and rubbing the clothes.. she started on the clothes..

she was virtually naked waist down except for the long heeled boots..her boots had become a problem in 10 minutes of kneeling but she was waiting for Vicky to come back to take her out of this..., but it was just not happening.. finally the boots came off after 30 minutes as her knees wont bend easily and it was becoming unbearable..she was now sitting bare feet, naked waist down... she was tired of washing and rubbing the clothes but the clothes had seem to just have started..

minutes more, and she felt the urge to pee.. she had not went for a leak since morning and the urge grew larger as more minutes passed..when she could not bear it any longer, she looked around.. no one was there.. she got up and latched the bathroom door.. instictiely her hands went under her dress to lower her panties, which were never there.. she sat down on the toilet english seat and threw her head back as the pressure was set to blast off.. the let go of the stream, but she realized the balls in there as the stream went off wildly in all directions, soiling her thighs rather than the usual direction.. a small sound of shit passed her lips..

Just then there was a voice of the big man ..

Om : Dont relax, you dont have all day..

she looked around from where the noise was coming to just see the camera and the speaker above the side mirror in the bath..
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ohh shit, this man was watching her take her leak.. she was in middle of her act and could do nothing to stop it, except for attempting to lower her dress from the front..also she realized that from the angle of the camera, that she would have clearly shown her womanhood naked, full moon to the camera if he had been watching.. and he definatly would have been watching.. she cursed herself for not looking around when entering the bathroom..


finished her leak, she got up in the hurry .. in the confusion and embarassement, she forgot to nozzle herself after the leak.. and just when she remembered, she did not want to do it again..she unlatched the door and went to the room to fetch another bucket full of clothes..

she sat down and continued washing the clothes. she was almost midway washing the clothes when she realized that Om was silently standing by the door watching her doing the clothes.. she was taken by surprise as she jerked on realization.. she noticed him looking at her.. and maybe more keenly on her womanhood.. she tried closing her legs as much as squatting postion would allow her, maybe she went an extra inch.. but it was not so comfortable.. and Om did not press her for more exhbition by going back.. he anyway had the electronic eye to see and record everything..

the clothes were all of the lady and mostly included single piece western dresses.. low rise jeans.. padded bra's and host of panties.. by the time she had reached the last bucket, she could count around 40 soiled panties she had been washing.. and lot of those panties had used condoms inside them.. some had got stuck to the panties as they had dried and some still had some liquid still in them.. though everything smelled foul.. she hated this, but could not help..

by the time, she was done with all the clothes, she was having difficulty standing straight.. but just as she noticed Om coming into the room, she straightened herself and arranged her dress.. she was sweating heavily..

Om directed her to dry the clothes on the attached service balcony... it was a vast open area.. he seated himself in the room adjoining the balcony in a nice position to watch her, but she could not .. everytime she bent down to get a cloth from the bucket, he would enjoy watching her naked rear and patches of pubic triangle from between her legs as her dress rode up.. if she was facing him, her deep clevage framed between her arms would pop out as she bent down.. her dress also rode up when she put the clothes on the higher clothes line.. she had no way to protect her dress from riding up as she had to use both the hands.. when done, she had a long clothes like full with fancy silk and net panties.. all she could do was envy the collection when she did not even have a plain panty to wear for herself..

it was back breaking to get so many clothes on the clothesline.. it would have had been better if she would have had her heeled boots on..but that did not strike her.. neither did she realize that she was watched all this time.. even if she knew, she could have hardly done anything to protect her already lost modesty in the skimpy clothes that she had to wear.. she realized she may have been watched when she came inside, to find Om standing facing his back to the balcony.. she just saw back and realized what view he would have had, had he been watching her.. and she just blushed thinking of the view he would have had.. but all she could do is keep mum, gulping the blush down her throat..

he ordered her to clean up the room, used as store.. he threw a broom at her.. she lifted the broom and swept it across the room tryign her best and unsuccessfully to keep her dress covering her entire bums.. By the time, she had completed sweeping the room, she thought that she will drop ... Just then she heard his voice behind her..

Om : sweep the other rooms and the drawing dining tooo..

she wanted to scream, but chose otherwise.. she was no maid and it had been over 3 hours since she was working tirelessly... Vicky seemed to have dumped her there.. but somewhere inside her she was afraid of this man..

She swept the large kitchen, All the time Om stood around her maybe pretending to watch her work, but his pretext was pretty clear... it kept continous pressure on Nilanjana to cover herself up.. just as she stood out after sweeping the kitchen, Om came and pinched her naked bum as her dress had ridden up leaving her behind half naked..

Om : cant you see that onione peel in the corner?

She was pinched couple of more times as she did the dining room.. As she was sweeping the drawing room, Om threw the brush at her..

Om : clean the carpet too..

resigned to her fate, she dragged her body kneeling on the carpet and helplessly exposing her private parts to this man as she cleaned up the clean carpet.. he kicked, rather pushed her naked ass couple of times to point her to clean the corners of the carpet too.. this brought tears in her eyes, not due to the pain but due to humiliation it signified..
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She had swept another 4 rooms when he ordered her to get the bucket for sweeping the floor with wet cloth (pocha) in the rooms.. just as she got one, he opened the door to the master bedroom.. a room like she had never seen before..


he handed her the broom and told her to get to work.. silently as madam and sir were asleep... she went inside the room.. it was a big air conditioned room.. with thick curtains... the light from the broad daylight was trying to steal in through those curtains.. but only a little could manage to get into the room....

it was a big master bed and with thick net all around it.. she could see the woman, about her age and a man.. maybe the woman's husband were sleeping.. from the little she could see from the curtain around the bed, the woman's leg was out of the blanket and it was naked till it went back under the blanket.. maybe she was naked, or scantily dressed in her night suit.. she could also see part of men's bums to tell clearly beyond doubt that he was naked too..

she looked behind as Om hissed her to quicken up.. she broomed the room and then came back with the wet cloth to sweep the floor..

she realized that Om was reluctant to enter the room mayebe due to his naked mistress on the bed.. and she had the comfort of not having an audience to her naked charms, more of which was exposed as she was sweeping the floor with the wet cloth.. but this did not last long as she finished the room and Om closed the door immediatly as she came out..

sweeping the floor was even harder and back breaking.. beside on each step she was virtually naked to Om.. each step she took backward as she kneeled on her feet, exposed her womanhood.. but she was so tired that she did not want to bother about it.. specially when she could not do anything about it.. she tried to stand and sweep it.. but.. it was more tiring and exposed her entirely from behind and between her legs.. she chose to choose a comparatively more modest way of sitting and sweeping..

by the time she had swept all the floor and with just the kitchen left.. her knees gave way.. her back buckled and she sat down on the floor..

Nilanjana : please, i cant do it anymore.. i am ..

Om looked at her.. he pointed her to the table..

Om : ok, get there and take those medicines.

.

Nilanjana waited for a couple of minutes.. she dragged herself up and upto the table.. there were two tablets and a syrup..

Nilanjana looked up at the man..

Nilanjana : medicines?? but the doctor is ..

Om : i had the medicines from him before he slept..

she did suspect something foul, but her heart fought a battle with her mind.. she had no energy to fight these men at the moment.. and her body needed these badly...

these medicines were all drugs and simulants, to enhance sex drive in her body.. to ignite the never ending lust and hunger in her and drag her deeper into the mud where she would just be slave of these drugs..

her mind lost and her heart won.. she took the white tablets and the syrup with the glass of sweet water, which Om claimed to be glucose water to give her some strength..

5 minutes later Nilanjana felt little what energy running through her veins.. Om then gave her some curry and bread pieces

Om : sit in the corner and eat them..

Nilanjana took them and realized the corner meant on the floor like a domestic maid.. she reluctantly did it.. well after all what she was doing all through was what a domestic maid did..

Nilanjana realized that the curry was chicken.

Nilanjana : please i dont eat non veg..

Om : no non veg?? you live on grass?? he he...

Nilanjana pushed the dish away..

Om : then you can enjoy lonely bread only.. he he..

Nilanjana looked at him, but she was hungry and munched on the bread. she wanted to get home.. but she did not know where in the world she was.. she had to wait for Vicky who was supposed to return in 30 minutes then.. she looked at the clock .. it was 4:15 pm.. more than 4 hours since she had been working here..

Nilanjana : when will Vicky come??

Om : finish the food and he is waiting downstairs in the car..

Nilanjana looked at Om.. thanking god that she asked or he may never have told her..

she quicly finished her bread and got up.. she went into the store and located her long boots.. as she sat down to wear her shoes, she noticed Om standing on the door watching her nakedness which she was unable to hide.. she glared at him, but he did not move till she got up and arranged her clothes again..

Om : Can you go down on your own??

Nilanjana nodded in affirmative.. she did not have any purse or bag.. she walked to the main door and walked out of the apartment.. she waited for the elevator to come.. she looked back at the apartment, and realized the apartment address was C-3.. maybe tower C and floor 3.. since there was only one apartment per floor..

elevator came.. she got into the elevator without any byes to Om, who seemed to be looking at her till the last minute..

she got to the ground floor thinking that she will give Vicky a scolding, which she was unsure was her right..

just as she was walking out of the lobby of the builing, she noticed the letter boxes on the wall.. one of them read..

C-3 - Ms Asma Khan
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