Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

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Will Purva get Rs. 10 per song at the very least?

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Purva was initially optimistic on her way to Fakir chowk with her husband, that Hussain would agree to her request of rs. 10 per song for her naked dance in the raand naach. However, as they neared the shed, Purva's anticipation started to grow leaps and bounds. Did she have the strength in her to fight for her rights as a shameless whore, in case Hussain and Irfan denied her, her fees of 10 bucks per song? Certainly, it amounted only to 400 bucks for the entire raand naach and it was certainly a meagre amount compared to the things Purva was willing to do for them and for the whole of Mastanpur. But yesterday, she had hurt their ego tremendously, and she could not completely dismiss the possibility of the men deciding to deny her her fees. In the morning, Purva had talked to dadi maa about this issue and she had motivated her to be strong and adamant in her approach when she asked for money for her raand naach. Dadi maa had suggested her to not back down on the money but cut it down to rs. 10 for a song. That way, she was making her point clear that she was not going to offer free whore services to the men of Mastanpur, and at the same time it meant she was letting off her ego. After all, she was doing things that no shameless whore would agree to do in front of all the men to satisfy all their kinks and she deserved at least some money for her services, was what she said to her. She really hoped that Hussain and Irfan would agree to pay her 10 bucks per song. She did not want to create a scene especially after all the romantic and soulful things she had experienced with her dear husband just a while before and gaining his trust. She did not want to hurt his feelings by acting rude and adamant with Hussain and Irfan again, which also meant getting into the bad books of the slum's sarpanch Hussain ji. She decided that she would do her best with her apology to both the men for her rude behaviour yesterday, and just hope that things don't go the wrong after that, when she would request her fees for the raand naach.

Inside the shed at Fakir chowk, Hussain, Irfan, Abdul and the dance troop lads waited for Mushtaq and Purva's arrival. They were discussing something when they saw them appear at the entrance of the doorless shed. Hussain said "Aao Mushtaq" as he threw a disrespectful glance at Purva much to her annoyance. Things were certainly awkward after yesterday's scene at Mushtaq's place. Irfan too made an effort to annoy Purva as he said "Aao Mushtaq ji", and smiled at him completely disregarding purva's presence by not even looking at her. Purva was beginning to get more nervous by the moment as the men tried to weaken her confidence. Mushtaq smiled at them and after their friendly hugs, he turned to Purva and said in a stern voice, "Randi ja aur Hussain ji aur Irfan ji se maafi maang". Of course, he wanted to maintain the air of annoyance he had showed yesterday with his wife after he slapped her roughly so many times in front of them men for her rude behaviour when asking money for the raand naach. Now, even though he and his wife had come to terms with Purva's demand for money for her shameless raand naach, in front of Hussain and Irfan, he wanted to make sure that he was still on the same page as them. He wished that after Purva's apology, Hussain and Irfain would cool down and offer to pay purva her fees of 10 rs. per song for the raand naach that Purva would ask for.

Purva looked at Hussain and Irfan following her husband's order. They had a smirk on their face as they looked on for her apology. Purva knew that she had to do her best with her apology in case she wanted to stand a chance to get the 10 rupayee per song she had mind for her fees. Slowly, she first took of her plastic heels and place them on the side. She then removed her burkha and dropped it on the muddy ground as all the men looked on curiously at Purva's actions. She then removed her stupid bra and skirt and dropped them to the ground as well, getting completely naked in front of all the men in the dingy shed. Mushtaq stared in awe as Purva voluntarily got naked to apologise to Hussain and Irfan. Hussain and Irfan had their expressions changed from arrogance and indifference towards the whore to that of lust for her nude body. Indeed, it was too arousing for them and Purva knew that she had made a good start. She then walked up to Hussain first and held both her ears with both hands crossing them. "Mujhe maaf kijiye Hussain ji, randi hote hue aap se aise baat nhi karne chahiye tha mujhe. Uske liye main maafi maangti hu", she said innocently and dropped to her knees to touch his feet as a mark of respect. Hussain was no doubt impressed with the Purva apologised to them. Indeed, her decision to get naked and apologise to the men meant how sorry she was for her stupid and rude behaviour yesterday. Purva then moved on to Irfan who was standing next to Hussain and repeated the gesture. As Purva got up after touching Irfan's feet, she looked at Hussain and Irfan and the expression on their faces told her that they were indeed surprised as well as impressed with Purva's naked apology. It wasn't really a big deal as Purva had already shown off her naked body to all of the men present there yesterday, but today she did so out of her own will. They were sure that indeed the whore was feeling really apologetic after yesterday.

As the men looked on still surprised, Purva decided to hit the iron when it was still hot. She continued, "Hussain ji, main maanti hu ki main bohot besharam raand hu, lekin itna khullam khulla nanga raandnaach k liye main chahti hu ki aap mujhe ek gaane pe naachne k liye kam se kam 10 rupayee de", she said.

Hussain listened to her words and said "Dekh randi, main yeh nhi chahta ki tere se kaam muft me lu. Parr tu ne jiss hisaab se mujhse aur Irfan ji se baat kiya tha kal, woh mujhe bilkul achha nhi laga".

Purva said, "Hussain ji, uss samay mujhe chhad gyi thi...aur main aise bolne lagi. Achha hua ki Mushtaq ji ne mujhe thappad maara, aap logon se aise baat karne k liye. Main fir se aap se aur Irfan saheb se maafi maangti hu", she said, once again joining her hands for Hussain's acceptance of her apology.

Hussain and Irfan both looked at each other and nodded their heads. Hussain then said, "Koi baat nhi naachraand, yeh sab hota rehta hai...tujhe teri galti samajh me aaya aur bass hume yahi chahiye. 10 rupayee ka fees tujhe main de doonga teri raandnaach ke liya. Kal se tu apna practice shuru karegi yahan pe. Par mujhe tujhe ye waada dena hoga ki tu iske baad jo hum bole woh tu karegi agar tera mard Mushtaq ji haan bolenge. Samjhi randi?".

[Eswar P]

Very nice stories good work bro

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Purva was of course ecstatic. She could not believe that after all of what happened yesterday, Hussain had accepted her apology along with her request of offering her 10 rs. per song for the raand naach. Truth be told, she was expecting to work harder for it, but now that Hussain had said yes, she was on cloud nine. She smiled and clapped in joy and hugged her husband with delight. Mushtaq too was delighted that his whore would be getting money for her shameless dance even though it was just a total of 400 bucks. He was happy that she got what she wanted. He hugged her tight and then playfully slapped on her ass cheeks and said, "Randi, jaa aur sab se gali mil le".

Purva smiled brightly and lunged onto Hussain who laughed happily at Purva's childish reactions. It was clear that Purva was happy with Hussain's decision. Indeed she would be paid Rs. 10 per song for the raand naach, even though Hussain had stipulated another clause that Purva would do anything might ask her to do for the raand naach going further if need be, provided her husband didn't say no to a proposal as well. As Purva hugged Hussain ji tight he too held her tight in her arms and lifted her off the ground in delight. All the men clapped and laughed happily. After all, all the guys there wanted to see the Purva's raand  naach on stage with the cheap look they had in mind for her, and now that all issues were settled, they were enjoying themselves. As Purva laughed about happily in the air in Hussain's arms, Irfan shook hands with Mushtaq. "Dhanyawaad Mushtaq ji, aap ki raand ki ek dum badhiya besharam raandnaach karwaunga main", he said with happiness. Mushtaq ji too hugged Irfan. "Mujhe pata hai Irfan, Hussain ji se aap ki bohot tareef suni hai...randi ko achhe steps karwana, pura gaav khush hoga", he said with a smile.

Even the troop lads were ecstatic that the deal had been finalised. They too shouted as Hussain lifted the naked Purva off the ground and hi-fived each other with delight. purva then proceeded to hug Irfan too, who said "Randi tu ne bohot achha kaam kiya hai...yeh raandnaach tere liye bohot achhi cheez hogi. Tujhe itni sasti dekh kar har mard khush hoga", he said with a bright smile. Purva too was happy that she received encouraging words from the men, and the fact that she could patch things up with them made her so relieved. "Ji Irfan ji", she said as Irfan continued to hug her and feel her ass cheeks with both his hands.

She then turned to the lads and said, "Kal se hum practice karenge yaar...main yeh bol sakti hu ki tum logon ko mere saath naachne me bohot maja aayega aur main chahti ki ye humara raand naach sab logon ko jabardust lage", as she shamelessly raised her hands up in the air showing off her obscene jut of both her armpits and jumped up in joy in front of the lads causing her huge jugs to bounce up and down in a vulgar way. Hussain mocked purva by saying, "Arre Irfan ji, mujhe lagta hai tumne naachraand already kuch steps sikha diya", to which all of them including Purva shared a hearty laugh. Irfan commented as he laughed to Hussain's comment on Purva, "Arre Hussain ji, maine randi ko abhi kuch nhi sikhaya, parr lagta hai randi hone k kaaran isko toh raandnaach k steps already kaafi aate hai", he said winking at Purva. Purva shyly and seductively passed a smile to Hussain's and Irfan's comments. Indeed, she was very happy with the situation as she laughed about with delight all naked in front of the men. When she got up this morning, she felt very dejected about the whole thing, but now she was very happy. Indeed she was excited that she was going to perform the raand naach in the most nasty way possible for all the men to enjoy and moreover, she had managed to get the issue of her fees resolved.

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Reacting to Irfan's innuendo, that she was a whore and so she knew whats do to for the sleazy whore show. She quickly got in a pose and enacted a step as if to confirm Irfan's words. She first pointed both her toes outward and then bent at her knees halfway while raising her hands to show off her cheap armpit hair. It seemed like she was excited to show off her cheap coloured pubic hair to all the men in her steps. The resulting pose was indeed very funny and obscene in a very crude way. The lads were extremely thrilled to see Purva energetically getting into such a vulgar pose. Indeed, none of the lads had seen a whore so shameless and the fact that they were here was making them feeling the luckiest men in the world. Moreover, they were going to spend the next few days with her. Also, given how Irfan worked, they were sure that the lads would get a handful of Purva in the dance, if not more. Seeing such a slut make obscene poses shamelessly like that made them so happy, as they laughed about looking at each other.

Purva too showed great energy as she happily laughed about looking at the men who were enjoying her stupid pose. She then thrusted her pelvis forward and backward continuously and started to shout "Aaah aah aah aah aah aaah" non-stop as the men clapped and laughed about in delight at Purva's beautiful step. She was enacting that she was getting fucked in such a dirty pose.

Then men looked shocked too as they revelled in laughter looking at the stupid slut dancing around naked showing off her pussy. Purva continued shouting and doing her move as she turned in a circle showing the sleazy step to all the men. Irfan was indeed extremely impressed with Purva's energy and her creativity of the step. Indeed, those were the steps that would look so good for her raand naach.

Irfan looked at Purva and laughingly said, "Arre randi, yeh toh tu ek dum khatarnaak naachti hai re, lagta hai tujhe raandnaach k steps already aate hai..", he said with delight in his eyes as Purva acknowledged his words with a bow, and then continued with her step. Indeed it was too erotic for her and for all the men present there as she shamelessly twirled around in the circle for all the men to see her shameless step.

Hussain too beamed with joy as he looked at purva and banged his head. "Mushtaq ji aap ki raand bilkul kamaal wali behsarmi hai...", he said. Mushtaq had a slight laugh amused at Hussain words as he too enjoyed Purva's nude obscenity.

Hussain said, "Arre Irfan, do teen aur steps bata randi ko abhi, dekhte hai kaise karegi", he said, excited to have Purva dance at a few such obscene steps. Of course, seeing Purva so happy and shameless as a prequel for the raand naach made Hussain extremely satisfied. Of course, he had his kinks served out as his the shameless whore would dance to loud tipsy songs for all the men to enjoy, but more than that, for him it was his ulterior political goal that mattered the most. When Khan Saheb had visited Mastanpur earlier, he expressed his view that the president was ready to pull in more people into the party from the slums, but the only thing was that he needed an incentive for it. Khan Saheb, over drinks once told Hussain that he could easily get him into the political party, but that he had to impress the president. Khan Saheb suggested that the president was indeed a great womaniser and that if he could get a very sexy woman who could serve him well for a couple of nights, he would have a good chance. Hussain of course planned for the raand naach as welcome party to the politicians that would serve a good precursor to important discussions later. Of course, he was sure that Purva would love to offer her services as the whore for the president and Khan Saheb if she needed to. Truth be told, Hussain was ready to offer Purva Rs. 1000 per song in the worst case, if need be. But he was of course very happy that the cheap whore herself settled for 10 times less. It was a good deal and he was very happy that he was getting such nasty things done by a sexy shameless whore like Purva for a mere 400 rs. Now, looking at Purva do her own moves that looked so nasty and shameless, he was more satisfied with how things were going.

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Are the celebrations premature?

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Hearing Hussain ask Irfan to show Purva a couple of steps right there, Purva immediately turned to look at Hussain in a playful way changing her current dance pose. She bent again at her knees and started shaking her upper torso vigorously, walking towards Hussain. The resulting look was extremely erotic as Purva's boobs were jumping heavily in all directions much to the men's amusement. Hussain had his palm over his mouth in delight and surprise at seeing Purva act so shamelessly in that dingy little shed. Purva's boobs slapped in all directions that made a funny sound as she shook her giant jugs with much energy walking up to the sarpanch.

"Kya hua Hussain ji? aap ko mere steps achhe nhi lag rahe hai kya?", she said seductively as she stood in front of him bent funnily at her knees continuing to shake her boobs energetically. Saying so, she took both of Hussain's hands and placed them on her tits. She then looked at Hussain seductively, playfully biting her lips as she raised her hands again to show off her cheap armpit bush to Hussain up close and once again started started shaking her boobs with Hussain's hands on them vigorously.

Hussain laughed out loud and looked at Mushtaq who was equally happy and surprised looking at Purva's cheap and obscene antics. She was indeed looking like a cheap stupid slut all naked and flirting around so shamelessly with the men in such obscene postures in that tiny makeshift shed. He loved that his wife was gelling in so well with the sarpanch of the slums by submitting herself willingly. Indeed, Mushtaq was worried about his wife that after yesterday, she would get into Hussain's bad books, but Purva had rightfully used her whore body and her cheap characterless nature to win them over. Mushtaq too enjoyed Purva's act of placing Hussain's hands on her tits freely offering him to grope and squeeze his whore's tits right in front of them.

Irfan too was on cloud nine as Purva showed herself off so cheaply and openly. He now truly believed from the core of his heart that this whore was indeed born for doing naked raand naach on stage for all sorts of men to enjoy. He had already been convinced of that when he had seen Purva naked yesterday in the shed. He could see that she had flesh in all the right places and her attitude was very real and that of a true whore. Today, seeing her playful and jovial attitude at being shamelessly nude in front of the men and willingly dancing and playing around in such obscene and unwomanly ways made him delighted. He clapped his hands as Purva seductively placed Hussain's hands on her tits and danced off shaking her tits energetically. He also encouraged every man in the shed, including Mushtaq and the dance troop lads to clap as they all shouted and clapped in unison, "Naachraand naachraand naachraand...". Purva smiled blushingly at their encouragement as Hussain now started to slap at her tits roughly with both his hands as they bounced in all directions from Purva's vulgar step.

As Hussain continued to slap at her tits, Purva squealed in pain and happiness looking at all the men. She was indeed enjoying the situation as deeply as the men as was evident in the juices leaking out of her pussy and she got off on how happy the men were looking at Purva in that avatar. She loved the fact that she was buck naked with her armpit hair showing off obscenely to all the men as she still stood shaking her boobs with her hands raised. Added to that was how obscene she was looking with her uneven hair and her folded knees that made her look more stupid and absurd. All the men took to enjoying the situation as Hussain started to deliver blows of slaps at her tits as the men laughed in delight and continued to clap shouting "Naachraand naachraand..." in unison.

Irfan said, "Mushtaq ji, purghi jaisi raand kabhi nahi milegi hume, isko dekh kar dil khush ho gaya hai aaj Mushtaq ji", he said as he came forward and both Mushtaq and Irfan shared a friendly hug.

Mushtaq said, "Irfan, jaise tum ne bola meri randi ek dum naachraand karne k liye paida hui hai. Aur iska yeh steps dekh kar mujhe lagta hai tumhara kaam bhi kam kar diya hai", he said with happiness. Indeed, the steps and energy Purva displayed right there in front of them justified Mushtaq's words. "Haan Mushtaq ji, bilkul. Aap ki randi kamaal hai", he said as he took to slapping Purva's ass from behind as she continued to shake her boobs in front of Hussain, while Hussain continued to slap at her tits. Purva squealed to Irfan's rough slaps on her ass as she was mauled roughly by both Hussain and Irfan in that shed as the men enjoyed Purva as they wished. Purva too was very happy as she laughed about in the company of the men. She always loved to be in such situations, naked among clothed men offering herself to their happiness, allowing the men to play with her parts as they wished. Moreover, she was excited for her raand naach as well, and given that she also got past the issue of her fees was a great relief to her. Indeed, just like Mushtaq she did not want herself to get into the bad books of the sarpanch, Mr. Hussain. She of course wished that she was paid more than the meagre 400 bucks for her raand naach, but like Dadi Maa too reasoned with her, she was just in the nascent stages of her randibaazi in Mastanpur, and she shouldn't expect much out of her first gig. Also, as Mushtaq said, it wasn't like she was supposed to earn her daily bread by showing off her body to the men, so why worry about the money unnecessarily? Of course, Purva's intention in asking money for the raand naach was not to make a fortune out of it, but at the same time, she wished her body carried some value in money. Otherwise, like Dadi Maa said, her private parts would be of no value to the men and Hussain certainly would seize the opportunity to exploit her and her services.

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Anyway, now that the whole matter was settled, Purva was in a jolly mood. She genuinely loved dancing and the fact that she was going to dance all naked in such an obscene and nasty way in accordance with Irfan and Hussain's plan, she could not wait to experience it all. It was of course something really nasty and cheap and she knew she was experiencing something that sounded fictitious. How a rich urban housewife like her was going to dance all naked in the slums on stage, to loud noisy songs for all the men to enjoy, that too in such a perverted sleazy look on her. Of course, she was extremely excited for the raand naach. After realising her exhibitionist and humiliation tendencies in the last few months, she loved exploring newer possibilities and setups where she could exhibit herself and be a source of enjoyment and utmost sexual pleasure for the men.

As Purva continued to dance, Irfan turned to Mushtaq and took him to the corner of the shed. "Mushtaq ji, ab purghi bhi khush hai apni fees se. Aur usse dekh kar lagta hai ki woh bhi raandnaach k liye bohot utsaahit hai. Par abhi ek kaam aur baaki hai", he said.

Mushtaq knew Irfan was talking about the slum women, and of course even Mushtaq had it at the back of his mind. Yesterday, Irfan and Hussain had come to Mushtaq's place to talk about their proposition to have Purva made up like a cheap whore for the raand naach. They wanted Purva to get her hair cut to a bare minimum just so she could get hair multicolour-dyed and they also wanted to colour Purva's armpit hair to invoke the cheap look of a shameless whore who'd agree to dance naked on stage. Mushtaq had agreed, but he voiced his opinions over the slum women. He knew that the cheap dyes were going to stay on Purva for a few days and she would have to face the slum women with her cheap almost bald multicoloured head and armpit hair. He was concerned for his whore if her outfit would piss the slum women. Irfan promised that if Mushtaq and Purva were ready for Purva to dance for the raand naach, he would talk to the slum women about the issue.

"Haan Irfan, aur yeh bohot jaroori kaam hai, iske bina hum aage nhi badh sakte hai", said Irfan to Mushtaq with a faint of concern showing on his face.

"Haan Mushtaq ji, aap tension mat lijiyega, abhi aap aur randi niklo, Hussain ji aur main auraton se milenge abhi aur unse baat karenge raandnaach k baare me. Hussain ji bol rahe hai woh Sultana karke ek aurat ko phone lagayenge, jisne purghi ko sabse jaada maara hai maarpeeth me. Woh aur kuch aur aurat aayenge uske saath Shahid chowk pe aur hum unse baith baat karenge, aap chinta mat kijiye yaar", said Irfan, sensing the concern on Musthaq's face.

"Thik h Irfan, aap dono ko pata hi hai kya aur kaise baat karna hai, dhyaan se baat kar lena woh auraton se", he said.

"Thik h Mushtaq ji", said Irfan.

As Purva still danced on shamelessly in front of Hussain, Irfan playfully gave a tight slap on Purva's ass and said in a fake angry voice, "Aye besharm raand, ab rehne de bohot ho gya tera raandnaach" as Purva stopped in her tracks and looked at Irfan. Realising that he was saying so playfully evoked a shy smile from Purva as she stopped her step and said "Arre saheb kya karu, main thoda form me aa gayi thi, maaf kijiye", she said blushing away. Hussain laughed to Purva's words as he came up beside her and put his left hand around her waist and with his right hand he rubbed all over Purva's front on her fleshy navel and stomach and her huge sweating jugs. He said, "Arre randi, tu ek dum raand naach ki raand hai. Abhi hume jaana hoga gaav k auraton se teri raand naach k baare me".

Purva had completely forgotten about the slum women, and she instantly felt she was celebrating prematurely. She knew that if the slum women did not give their consent for the raand naach and Purva's cheap look, they could not do anything about it. Such was the stature and the impact those slum women had in Mastanpur. Purva, all sweaty from dancing energetically in that tiny shed grimaced at the thought of having to deal with the slum women as one last hurdle. All the men saw the concern on Purva's face as they empathised with her. Irfan came up to her and held the other side of Purva's waist along with Hussain and lovingly rubbed his hand over her pussy. As she looked at him with a smile on her face, Irfan gently said, "Ghabra mat randi, hum log baat karenge unse. Teri badan raand naach k liye bani hui hai aur yeh raand naach tere bina nhi hogi, samjhi na?", he said. Purva smiled at him as she emotionally hugged both Irfan and Hussain, as Mushtaq smiled at her and extended his arms. Purva ran over to her husband lovingly and fell into his arms as Mushtaq hugged her and extended his hands over to Purva's luscious ass and groped them.

Hussain too knew he had a task at hand. Of course he was the slum's sarpanch, but he was within in his limits as far as the slum women were concerned. He too had this issue at the back of his mind all throughout even after Mushtaq and Purva had given their consent for Purva's raand naach immediately. The ladies played a major stakeholder role in all of his decisions and he had to play his cards correctly. He said, "Mushtaq, tum apni randi ko leke abhi nikal jao. Main aur Irfan woh auraton se baat karne chalenge abhi", he said.

Mushtaq said. "Thik h saheb, hum nikalte hai fir", he said as Purva and Mushtaq proceeded to leave the shed after a final set of goodbyes.

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Hussain and Irfan talk to the slum women.

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After Mushtaq and Purva left the shed, Hussain, Irfan and the dance troop lads recalled the things they had seen so far. They were laughing and talking, not believing how shameless Purva behaved when she apologised to them and also her vulgar dance moves. They were all excited to prepare Purva for the raand naach as well as the whole experience of watching her dance naked on stage with such a sleazy and vulgar look. It was all doing wonderful things to their kinks. Moreover, Hussain and Irfan were also happy that the stupid whore conceded to dance at a mere 400 bucks for the 40 songs, which amounted to just 10 rs. per song. Of course, Hussain and Irfan talked again after yesterday's events at Mushtaq's house and they decided that if need be, they would offer to pay Purva 1000 rs. per song if she was adamant. But of course, Purva herself conceded to dance for 100 times less, and they could not believe their luck.

Hussain and Irfan discussed on how to go about with the slum women regarding the raand naach, before getting ready to meet them at Shahid chowk. Hussain called up Sultana and informed her that he had something to talk to her regarding Purva. He also asked Sultana to get few of her friends who had participated in Purva's ruthless debasement at the milk booth, to the chowk for their meeting. Sultana of course loved to be involved in anything that was related to Purva, or neecha as she preferred to call. Indeed, she and all the women now treated her in a friendly way when she delivered milk to their households in the morning, but of course, they still hated her for the shameless whore she was. They could never get it out of their minds that she loved to roam around naked on the streets not caring for who was getting pleasure from gawking at her. Moreover, the trashing she received from them the first day she wandered out naked made sure that Purva would stay put, but much to the slum women's annoyance, Purva again showed up buck naked at the milk booth resulting in a second round of debasement for Purva. Neither of the slum women were still aware that the video of Purva's debasement had all been recorded by Javed and his gang, much to Purva's embarrassment.

Hussain and Irfan reached Shahid chowk to talk to the slum women about Purva's naachraand. They made place for all of them to sit and talk and waited for their arrival. In about 5 minutes, Sultana arrived, along with Mirza, Fatima, and 4 more women who had participated in Purva's debasement at the milk booth. They all exchanged pleasantries as Hussain introduced Irfan as his friend from the slums of Shaktipoor. Once they all sat down, Hussain told them the purpose of their meeting. He first talked about Khan Saheb and his party and the fact that they were going to come to Mastanpur for discussing important political agenda with him and other senior citizens of the slums. Hussain stressed that this meeting was necessary for the welfare of the people of Mastanpur and how important it was to make them feel at home. He then cautiously proceeded to talk about the raand naach for Purva. All the women had been citizens of the slums for at least a couple of years now, and they all knew what a raand naach was. But like all the citizens of the slums they had only seen a whore dancing on stage with some clothing on. Truth be told, all the whores who had danced for the raand naach till then in Mastanpur covered themselves well, not even showing much cleavage. They usually donned a top and shorts that weren't scandalous by any definition, just that the steps were usually hot and the songs were loud in addition to a couple of men touching them inappropriately. But that was about it. So when Hussain first mentioned the raand naach to them, Sultana and the others weren't too concerned. But of course, they knew that it was going to be bolder given how neecha, the shameless whore was the star of the raand naach.

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Finally Hussain broke it to them that Purva was going to dance in the raand naach all naked along with the cheap and sleazy makeup they had planned for her. He also proceeded to tell them that they were paying her a total of 400 rs. to dance for 40 songs over a span of 4-5 hours. Indeed dancing to so many songs for the raand naach needed a lot of stamina too. Sultana and the other women exchanged amused looks and smiles as they imagined how nasty and stupid Purva was going to look in that makeup dancing all naked on the stage, and the fact that Hussain had managed to convince Purva to do such vulgar and erotic things on stage for all the men to enjoy for a mere fees of 400 bucks brought happy smiles to their faces.

Mirza asked with an amused smile, "Aur woh randi maan gayi aise naachne k liye bass 400 rupayee mein?".

Before Hussain could comment, Sultana responded, "Arre Mirza, kaise sawal pooch rahi hai tu? Woh neecha hai aur woh itni besharam hai ki woh yeh sab free me hi kar legi...usko apne bhosda fehla ke sab ko dikhane me bohot mazaa aata hai...aur aise raand naach karne k liye humesha uska bhosde me khujli hoti rehti hai". She housed an indifferent smirk on her face as she spoke about Purva with absolute disgust.

All of them including Hussain and Irfan laughed at Sultana's words not failing the recognise the hatred she had for Purva. Of course, all the slum women maintained decency and self-respect even though they belonged to the working class. So it was evident that they could not stand Purva's cheap whorish antics and her shameless character, given how she belonged to the urban class. Knowing about Purva, that she came from such a background and the way she was whoring herself here made the slum women absolutely despise her.

Simran, one of the women commented, "Yeh toh hai Sultana, woh bohot neech kamini hai...par aise ajeeb makeup k saath ek dum chhinnar hi lagegi woh...jitni bhi uske bhosde me khujli ho aise karne k liye tayyar ho gayi, mujhe yeh samajh hi nhi aa rha hai", she said with a surprised look.

"Haan, toh sahi hai na...itni sasti randi hai ki 400 rupayee me aise naachne k liye tayyar hai...toh ab uski besharmi ki faayda toh uthana sahi baat hai. Sarpanch saab, main toh bolti hu usko pura hi takla bana do usee, tab aur bhi neech aur sasti lagegi woh", said Sultana with a stern face.

It was obvious that Sultana lead the pack as far as matters regarding purva was concerned. The other women too, of course shared the same level of disgust for purva as her but it seemed like Sultana despised her a lot more and she wanted to indeed humiliate her at every opportunity. Frankly, Hussain hadn't expected Sultana to be so much on the same page as him and Irfan. He was concerned that she would have reservations about a woman dancing in such a lewd and obscene way in front of all the men, but clearly the hatred she had for neecha beat that. Hussain was glad that Sultana too wanted extreme humiliation for Purva, even though it wasn't exactly as sexual and lustful as the men, but it still did add to their kinks of humiliating her by making her dance in such a vulgar way.

Hearing Sultana's words, Irfan said, "Sultana, humne toh yeh hi socha tha, ki neecha ko pura takla bana de...parr yahi hai ki agar pura takla kar diya usko, toh uske sir pe rang nhi dal payega."

"Achha, thik h Irfan ji. Waise itni kam baalon me takla hi dikhegi woh randi", said Sultana to which Irfan and Hussain approved with a happy nod. "Haan tum sahi ho, sab ko lagega ki woh takla hi hai...aur rang bhi dal jaayega", said Irfan.

Mirza said, "Hussain ji, meri ek baat hai..."

"Haan Mirza, bolo na", said Hussain.

"Hussain ji, aap toh jaante hi ho hum log neecha ko kitna neech samajhte hai. Yeh raandnaach me uss raand ko ek dum neecha bana ke sab ko dikhane k liye agar hume bhi mauka milega toh hum log bohot khush ho jaayenge", she said, as she looked for approving nods from the other slum women.

Sultana added, 'Haan Sarpanch saab. neecha ko aise sab k saamne itni sasti aur behsarm dikhane k liye hum log bhi kaam karna chahte hai", with a contended smile showing on her face.

Hussain and Irfan, were no doubt elated with their words. They expected resistance in some sort from these women, but it turned out that they were ready to participate in Purva's humiliation too.

Hussain emphatically responded, "Arre, Sultana kyu nhi..hum chahte hai ki aap sab log mil ke yeh neecha ki raand naach ko badhiya banaye. Usse achha kya hi ho sakta hai". Hussain beamed with happiness as he said that. He then continued, "Jaise maine bola...hum chahte hai ki raand naach shuru hone se pehle neecha ko ek nayi vadhu jaise dikhana chahte hum stage pe. Uske liye uspe ek saree bhi banwa rahe hai hum Ghafur chacha se, aur uske saath hi hum chahti hai ki purghi k dono haath aur pair pe mehendi lagaye. Toh agar tum chahte ho toh purghi pe mehendi laga sakte ho tum log raand naach k ek din pehle", said Hussain.

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Sultana and other women exchanged looks and they were happy with Hussain's words.

"Ji sarpanch saab. Hum log mil ke lagayenge randi pe mehendi", said Sultana with a smile on her face.

Hussain said, "Badhiya Sultana. Ab raandnaach k liye randi ko 40 songs pe practice karna hoga toh woh 3-4 din toh lagenge. Uske liye Irfan ji usse practice karwayenge. Uske baad hi ek din pura randi ka makeup me hum sab ko time lagana padega. Toh uske liye Tahir k dukaan k peeche jo jagah hai, hum log wahan baithenge. Wahan pe Ismahel jo barber hai woh bhi aayega. Woh purghi k baal kaat dega aur color dye bhi lagayega. Wahan pe hi tum log bhi aa jao uss din aur purghi pe mehendi laga lo".

Sultana said, "Ji sarpanch saab, yeh bohot achha hoga...", she said.

After a few more words, they all proceeded to disperse.

Mirza earnestly said, "Sarpanch saab, hum bhi bohot khush hai ki woh raand ki sahi faayda utha rahe ho. Isse shukar hai ki Khan saheb khush jaye aur Mastanpur k liye achhe cheezein aayenge aage".

As Mirza said that, Hussain smiled at her thoughtful words.

"Bilkul Mirza, main bhi khush hu ki tum log bhi uss neecha k liye yeh chahte ho. Sach batau toh woh toh bohot tayyar hai sab kuch karne ko aur Irfan bohot hi sahi dance master hai, toh mujhe pata hai ki yeh raandnaach bohot achha hone wala hai", said Hussain with a bright smile.

After exchanging pleasantries, the group dispersed.

While on their way back, Hussain and Irfan were thrilled that the talk with the slum women had gone on so smoothly. They had certainly expected the slum women to object to such an obscene raandcnaach by Purva, but as they had it, they were glad that Purva was being subjected to such humiliation on stage. Added to that, Hussain loved that they offered to be involved in Purva's humiliation, in making her look like the cheap characterless whore she was.

Now that the slum women had been informed and taken into approval, Hussain knew that there was nothing that could stop the shameless raand naach from Purva from happening. Indeed, this raand naach was surely going to attain a place in history given how hot and vulgar and unrestricted it was going to be. Hussain had also directed Irfan to teach Purva the nastiest and funniest of steps that would make her look cheap and trashy. He commented that the cheap makeup and her steps should go hand-in-hand to show Purva as a worthless scum whore with no shame or sense at all.

Excited about how things had turned out, Hussain called Mushtaq and informed about their meeting with the slum women and that they had posed no resistance whatsoever. Mushtaq too was no doubt thrilled and happy about it. He was delighted even more when he said that the slum women had even offered to help them for the whore's naach raand.

Over call itself, Hussain went on to tell Mushtaq the plan and the timeline for Purva's raand naach. He said that Irfan would train her well over the next 3 days even if it meant practising for hours continuously. On the fourth day, Purva would be given her makeup including making her near-bald, color her leftover hair and her armpit hair with colourful dyes, which would be done by Ismahel, the local barber, as well as the mehendi on her hands and legs which would be done by Sultana and her gang. He also mentioned that it was important for Purva to have a good diet all throughout as the steps that had in mind for her would be very trashy and gaudy, which would require a lot of energy from Purva. He asked Mushtaq not to worry about it and that Irfan would be taking care of it all. Purva too spoke on the phone with Hussain, and she was also elated that there was now, no other hurdle for Purva for her raand naach. She was equally excited as the men, as she got wet all the time now imagining her look and the way she was going to dance all nude and shameless in front of the Mastanpur male crowd. Indeed she loved how humiliating it was going to be and it was touching both her exhibitionism and humiliation fetish very deeply which made her go crazy with excitement. Hussain of course, warned her that she had to do her best and only the best is expected from her for the raand naach. Purva too understood that and she promised that she would train correctly in the guidance of Irfan for her raand naach.

Hussain reached home and had a bath and then had his lunch. He was extremely satisfied about how the things stood at that point and he himself was sexually charged up for witnessing the raand naach by Purva. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought that he would be able to execute such a devious and erotic event for all the men to enjoy and he felt extremely proud about it. The fact that whole of Mastanpur (excluding most of the women even though of course they weren't restricted from attending it) would be happy to witness such a sleazy and erotic show on stage would also do wonders to his upcoming political career. He could not express how glad he was to have found someone as shameless and characterless as Purva right when he needed it.

Hussain then made a couple of calls to take care of the other arrangements for the raand naach. He planned to host the event after 4 days, so he had to be meticulous. He had to take care of setting up the stage and lights and other infrastructure. Abdul was already preparing himself for being the host and the filler in between Purva's dance. He decided that after judging the pace of progress of everything, he would call up Khan saheb and inform him that they were invited. They were not too busy with work right now, as was informed to him by Khan saheb and that he and the party president would be ready to arrive in Mastanpur any moment.

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The next morning Purva as usual got up at her regular time and went about her job as the slum's doodhwali and kaamwali. Today she offered herself completely to Kabul given how she was bland with him yesterday. She was happy today and like she promised she gave herself in to Kabul. Kabul had made her naked and had his way with her pussy and boobs as he fingered her roughly to an orgasm right inside the milk booth. Purva however was cautious not to say anything regarding the raand naach to him. Hussain had told her not to mention this to anyone right now for reasons he denied to tell her. Anyway, she just said to Kabul that her problem was now resolved and that she was delighted to let Kabul have his fun with her.

After she came home from her duties, Purva and Mushtaq completed their daily ritual. Mushtaq and Hussain had agreed that Purva would be allowed to stay without bathing up until the day of her makeup, so Purva did not care about it. Musthaq kinkily smelt her armpits and licked her pubic hair.

"Bohot achha aa rha hai randi tumpe baal yahan pe, inko rang lagane k baad kya besharm raand dikhegi tu", he said as he ran his hands over both her armpits in front of the mirror and kissed her lips with lust.

When she had first heard this fetish from Mushtaq that he wanted to see dense growth of pubic hair in her armpits, Purva was repulsed. But now she was also starting to enjoy the cheap and sleazy look it gave her. She blushed at Mushtaq's words and imagining how trashy and cheap she would look with an almost bald head and such dense hair in her underarms made her get wet in her loins. Such a look was so going to be so shameless and trashy, it didn't even seem real to her!

After preparing and having breakfast, Mushtaq and Purva hopped on their cycle to go to the shed where Purva was going to have her practice for the raand naach. Irfan was known to be a strict and professional dance master, so he politely asked Mushtaq to not attend their practice sessions as it would interfere with Purva's emotional feelings of dancing naked in front of other men right in front of her husband. Of course, Irfan still knew that she was Musthaq's whore and nothing more, but even then he expected professionalism from his students and Purva was of course his student right then.

So as they reached the shed, Mushtaq asked purva to get off the cycle and said to her, "Randi, achhe se seekhna. Yeh raandnaach tere liye bhi bohot achha mauka hai Mastanpur me sab ko khush karne k liye. Jaise Irfan bolega waise hi karna, samjhi?".

Purva nodded to Musthaq's words. She was dressed in the transparent burkha along with the sleazy skirt and bra underneath it. "Thik h Mushtaq ji, main aise hi karungi...aap chinta mat karo", she said with a bright smile. Truth be told, she was nervous given how important the raand naach was. What if she did not meet their expectations, especially when both Hussain and Irfan had exclaimed multiple times that she had the body and the character for doing such an obscene raand naach? She was anxious about it and she was having butterflies in her stomach. But one thing was sure, she wanted to be her best and work hard for making this raand naach a great success.

After Mushtaq left, Purva took in a deep breath and entered the shed, where Irfan and the dance troop guys were waiting for her.

As she entered the doorless makeshift shed where she would be practising, Irfan welcomed her with a bright smile. Indeed, he too was excited to teach the docile whore sleazy steps for the raand naach. "Aa gayi naachraand, aaja raand aaja...tera hi intezaar tha", he said.

Purva shyly walked into the shed. She was a little nervous about the whole thing, given that these days she always had Mushtaq, her husband beside her. But today, she was on her own, and added to that was her nervousness regarding the raand naach. However, she tried to remain calm and take it in her stride. She knew she just had to do what she was supposed to. So as she entered the shed, she smiled at Irfan and the lads. She then bent down on her knees and touched Irfan's feet as a mark of respect. "Assalam waaleykum Irfan ji", she said as she touched his feet. "Salaam randi, uth jao", said Irfan as he touched her shoulders.

"Dekho randi, aaj se tera practise shuru hoga raandnaach k liye. Tujhe bohot achhe se practise karna hoga kyu ki khul mil ke 40 songs hai aur woh bohot jaada hai...uske liye tujhe stamina bhi laana padega toh practise me yeh bhi hum karenge ki bohot naachegi tu ek saath, samjhi?", Irfan said.

"Haan Irfan saab", said Purva.

"Aur suno, waise tu mujhe Irfan saheb bahar bula sakte ho, par jab tu practise kar rahi hai main tera dance teacher hu, toh tu mujhe master saab karke hi bulayegi, samjhi?", said Irfan.

"Haan master saab", said Purva with a smile.

"Badhiya. Ab chal tu kapde utaar ke yahan rakh de neeche".

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Purva complied to Irfan's command and proceeded to remove her clothes. As she did that, Irfan took out a dozen bananas from a cover he had brought and came up to her. As she was getting naked, Irfan said, "Yeh le randi tujhe roj practise shuru karne se pehle yeh 12 kele khana padega...isse tujhe bohot taakat milegi lagataar ghanton tak naachne k liye".

Purva got naked and dropped the clothes on the side on the carpet covered muddy ground. She was feeling hot now, now that she was naked as the dance troop lads looked on at her nude form with lust.

Purva took the dozen bananas and said, "thik h master saab" and proceeded to eat the bananas one by one. She was impressed with Irfan's professionalism and was happy that he had taken the effort to get the bananas that was necessary for her diet for the raand naach. Of course, dancing for such a long time for the raand naach, would command a lot of energy and Purva was convinced that 12 bananas would be doing a good job of giving her the required stamina and energy.

Of course, Purva had never really eaten so many bananas at a stretch and she found herself having to put in great effort to consume all of them. "Master saab, saare kha nhi paa rahi hu mein", she said as she touched her stomach signalling that she was full.

"Aise nhi chalega raand, tujhe khaana hi padega...nhi toh tujhe taakat nhi milega...aaram se hi khana koi dikkat nhi", said Irfan with a smile as he and the lads patiently waited for the naked Purva to consume all the bananas.

After Purva somehow managed to finish all her bananas, she could see that her stomach was bloated, much to her embarrassment. She also found herself burping a lot as the men laughed out to her unwomanly burps. Purva shyly looked down at the floor which all the men found really cute.

"Arre meri randi koi nhi...12 kele khane k baad aise hi hoga...usme kya hai", Irfan said laughing.

Irfan then said, "Randi humare dance sessions pure record karne k liye maine ek camera rakha hai wahan pe", he said to purva pointing her to a camera that was placed on the floor in the corner. "Isse hume pata chalega tu kaise naach rahi hai aur kahan kahan tujhe aur practise karna hoga...samjhi?", he said.

Purva looked at the camera and said "Ji master saab".

"Badhiya, toh chalo shuru karte hai. Pehle main tujhe raandnaach ka salaam sikhaunga. Idhar aao aur yahan khade ho", he said as he moved Purva by shoulders to the middle of the shed. Irfan asked the boys to come over to the other side where they could see her face to face.

"Yeh salaam tujhe raandnaach shuru karne se pehle karna hoga", he said.

"Apne pair ko ek dum dur rakh aur ek dum neeche jhuk ke pehle zameen ko dono haathon se chuna. Fir apne bhosda pe dono haath rakh aur fir tere dono babbe pe haath rakh. Uske baad wapas khada ho jaana", said Irfan.

Purva complied to her dance master's command as she extended her legs as far as she could. "Aise master ji?".

"Aur dur karo", said Irfan.

Purva managed to extend her legs only a little more much to her discomfort. Irfan didn't seem really satisfied. "Isse thoda aur chahiye hoga parr koi baat nhi, seekh jayegi tu, ab aise hi gaand bahar kar ke neech jhuk", he said.

With her legs extended to the maximum limit, Purva bent down careful not to bend at her knees that resulted in her ass being pushed out completely.

"Aur jhak randi aur", said Irfan with a stern look.

Purva was feeling the heat in her thighs and joints as she was stretched to the maximum. She was squatting with her legs wide and it was certainly difficult to attain the pose that Irfan wanted. However, with the determination of a real whore she exerted more pressure on her knees and thighs and managed down a little more making sure her ass was still sticking out.

Irfan said, "Randi isse jaada chahiye...itna kaafi nhi hoga. Thik h koi baat nahi, ab baaki karo", he said, with a rough voice.

Purva then touched the muddy ground with both her hands, she then touched her wet pussy and her boobs with her hands and then stood up expecting to get appreciation from her dance master.

"Thik h, iske baad saare mehmaano ko ek baar dekh ke ek achha sa smile dena aur fir wapas aise hi pair dur karke jhuk jaana aur haath upar karke sab ko apna saalam dena".

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Purva enacted the next step as she smiled at Irfan and then once again extended her legs, bent down with her ass protruding out and then raise her arms to join her hands as a mark of respect for the guests.

"Badhiya, ab utho randi", he said.

"Isko raand naach salaam bolte hai. Iska matlab yeh hai ki tu yahan Mastanpur ki hai aur apne dharti se pyaar karti hai. Aur jab tu apne bhosde aur babbe ko apne haathon se chuti hai, yeh matlab hai ki tu yeh raandnaach karegi apna bhosda and aur babbe ko pura dikha ke. Aur salaam iss liye ki tu chahti hai ku sab log tera yeh nanga raand naach dekh ke khush ho, samjhi?", he asked Purva.

"Haan master saab", said Purva with a confident smile to pacify her master.

Irfan wasn't really convinced but he knew that Purva was in her early thirties and so she would lack flexibility in her body. Moreover, she was slightly on the fleshier side, so she would have difficulty in stretching herself as required for the raand naach. But he was sure that Purva was willing to commit herself to do her best and with enough practice she would attain the perfection he wanted off her.

Irfan then proceeded to play a song from the music recorder he had brought. It was a loud bhojpuri item song, that talked about how a horny girl wanted to get fucked by loads of men. "Yeh gaana tere liye ek dum sahi hai randi", he said as he played the song as the lads laughed out. Purva too blushed at his words.

As the song played, Irfan co-ordinated with both Purva and the lads and explained the steps in detail. The steps, as Purva realised, involved Purva exhibiting great energy and enthusiasm and lyrical relevance. She didn't know bhojpuri but as Irfan explained the meaning of the song, she realised that Irfan was making her do steps that justified the lyrics.

"Ab neecha so ja aur taang baahar kar ke apna bhosda dikha sab ko aur upar neeche kar apna badan ko", he said in one of the dance sequences where the song indicated that she wanted to get fucked.

"Aur jaada aur jaada hila apne badan ko. Aur jor se challang maar randi...khud jor se...babbe aur jor se hila", he shouted out to her as he taught her the steps. purva quickly realised why both Hussain and Mushtaq had told her he was a strict dance master. He was relentless as he made Purva exhibit enormous energy in each of her steps.

"Loudi, expression kaun dega? Acchi dancer wahi hai jo achhe se expressions degi...tujhe yeh expressions dena hoga ki tu kitni chudna chahti hai...", he shouted out, as he forcefully brought out the best expressions in her.

In the later part of the song, the lyrics of the song were about how the dancer imagined many young men around her touching her and feeling her as she got horny. Towards that, Irfan instructed the lads to touch Purva's boobs and finger her pussy as part of the steps. "Randi k babbe ko dabao jor se aur iske gaand me jor se thappad maaro", he instructed them, as the lads all took the opportunity to grab at purva's tits and slap her tits and ass as they wished. "Aur jor se maaro...yeh raandnaach hai bhai log, aur yeh ek besharm raand hai...jor se maaro", said Irfan as he exhibited the look of a serious professional. The lads took to slapping Purva and molesting her parts to their wish with a look of lust and pleasure in their eyes. Purva, by now was already enormously turned on with how the practise was going. With 5 pairs of hands all over her body slapping her roughly and feeling her, she was beginning to get extremely wet and she longed to touch her pussy already. Moreover, the lads' fingers inside her was making her squeal every now and then, that Irfan acknowledged with a smile.

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The practise in the shed continued with the same level of passion and commitment from everyone and Purva was by now horny and sweating like crazy. She had never ever danced so much in her life and Irfan, being the strict master he was, took care of every detail and made her repeat certain steps entirely where he deemed fit. He commanded her to jump more energetically, shake her tits faster and heavier and drop to the ground with a thud multiple times on her back where it was necessary to show off her cunt to the audience. The lads on the other hand did not have any steps that had to show exorbitant energy levels like Purva. All their steps were just mostly feeling her up and slapping her parts or just casual steps. Of course, to Purva it made sense as the raand naach was essentially her show. People would come to see her nude and see her dance obscenely and no one would look at the lads.

With small breaks, Purva's first day of practise finally came to an end after about 5 hours of gruelling practise where she made to dance to 10 songs. She was so tired at the end of the practise, that she just dropped to the floor and slept on her back with her legs wide and gasping for breath from the extreme physical exertion she was made to go through by her master.

Irfan and the lads laughed a little as Purva fell onto the floor. Irfan came up to her and sat beside her as he rubbed his hands all over Purva's nude sweaty body.

"Kaisa lag rha hai randi?", he asked her.

"Master ji, main bohot jaada thak gayi hu, aur yeh bass 10 gaane tak hue hai aaj", she said still panting.

"Haan randi...koi baat nahi...tere me bohot aag hai...aur tu seekh legi...parr tujhe aur aag laana hoga. Samajh ki tu ek mard hai aur saare kapde pehn k naach rha hai...itna khulla aur besharm naachna hoga tujhe...jor se challang maar, jor se niche gir ja, jor se apne babbe hila. Har cheez me taakat laga, samjhi?", he said as he rubbed all over Purva's sweaty body.

"Thik h Master ji", she said as she composed herself. The lads of course enjoyed the view standing right in front of her exposed sex, as she shamelessly spread her legs wide from being tired. They were leering at her sweaty vagina and licking their lips in lust, as Purva blushed, feeling so womanly.

After a while Purva got up and put on her clothes back. "Randi yeh bass tera pehla din hai...issi liye main tujhe jadli chhod raha hu bass 5 ghante ke practise k baad. Kal se isse bhi jaada practise karna hoga, samjhi?", he said to her.

"Thik h master saab", said Purva as she once again dropped to her knees to touch her master's feet.

Irfan dropped Purva at Mushtaq's place on his way back and once again reminded her that she needed to put in more energy into each of her steps.

"Raand naach hai yeh...toh tujhe ek dum ek besharam randi k tarah naachna padega, samjhi na?", he said to her.

Purva nodded and said, "Haan master ji".

Her first day of practise was indeed very demanding, no doubt. From the looks of Irfan, she believed that she could do better and she was serious about it. She wanted to do her best for the raand naach, even if it meant dancing continuously with so much energy for hours on end. With that determination, after Mushtaq and Purva had sex after dinner, she told her husband that she would dutifully put him to sleep when Mushtaq would cuddle with her and have fun with her parts and after that she would just move to the kitchen area and redo her steps that she learnt in the morning session. Mushtaq loved how committed his whore was for doing her best for the raand naach. "Jaroor meri raand, kyu nahi...", he said as he kissed her lips roughly with lust before going to sleep.

Purva then got out of the bed and moved to the kitchen area where there was enough space for her to practise the steps again, that she had learnt in the morning with her master. She didn't want to turn the light on lest it wake up her husband from his sleep. So without switching on the light, she recollected the steps and worked on improving them.

Just like Irfan wanted, she squatted more, shook her tits more, jumped higher and thrusted her pelvis more. She focused on showing great energy in each of her steps characteristic of a whore's shameless dance. Once she realised how good she was getting at it, she attained more and more confidence. She imagined hundreds of cheap local men shouting and clapping at her whorish steps filled with obscenity and ridiculousness. She also made sure her expressions came out perfectly. She bit her lips like a trashy prostitute, slapped at her own tits when required, and smiled like a shameless slut. She practised for an hour or so repeating each of her steps till she felt satisfied, moving on to the next. She was coming to love it and how it made her feel. She was feeling her soul, that of a true characterless whore only existing to satisfy the lustful and perverted desires of all the lustful men of Mastanpur.

She was sweating all over and panting again, but such was her determination. Still completely nude, after practising for an hour, she kissed on her husband's cheek and proceeded to sleep on the ground so as to not dirty the bed with her raand naach sweat. She was so tired having danced like a stupid slut for a total of more than 6 hours that day and she drifted to sleep in a minute.

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Practice makes a MAN perfect

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Over the next two days, Irfan pushed Purva over the limit as he made her practise for more than 10 hours per day. They would start at around 9 am and then practise till about 2 pm after which they would break for lunch and then convene again at around 4 pm and practise till about 11pm in the night. Purva would be panting all throughout as she demonstrated great energy levels with each of her steps much to the delight and satisfaction of Irfan. He was certainly happy that Purva had improved her energy levels as she shamelessly danced through all the loud songs as he wished.

"Randi tujhe yeh samajhna padega ki sab mard tujhe dekhne aayenge...woh log dekhna chahte hai tere bhosda kitna sahi hai, tere babbe kitne bade hai aur woh kaise hilte hai, tu kitni besharam hai. Yeh tu bhool ja ki tu ek aurat hai aur soch ki tu ek mard hi hai jo sab k saamne kapde pehn k naach rha hai...waise tujhe dance karna hai", he would repeatedly tell her in her breaks as she would be panting and drinking water.

Over the next two days, Irfan also increased her diet to a great extent. In the morning, at the start of her session, he would command Purva to eat her 12 bananas as usual. After lunch before convening for their evening session at 4pm, Irfan would give Purva 10 bananas that would give her more energy for their second session. Again at around 7pm, he ordered her to have 12 more bananas that would give her enough energy till their session lasted till 11pm.

Irfan also increased the whole intensity factor of the raand naach that Purva had very clearly realised. He used songs that were more loud and had faster beats that required the whore to dance more vigorously. Also, she realised that she was being used more and more by the lads. For one of the songs, Purva was taught to do a step where she was told to show her behind to the audience and shake her ass titillatingly and move towards the audience. As she did so, Irfan commanded two lads on either side of her who would slap at her ass roughly several times till she was inches distances from the front row of the audience. "Abbe yaar tum logon ko kya ho gaya? yeh aurat nhi hai, randi hai, ek dum aur jor se iski gaand maaro", Irfan would shout at the lads as they would repeat the step several times until they all got it right. Purva realised how sore she felt as the lads slapped at her ass mercilessly so that they could get it right, right enough to satisfy Irfan. The step of course did not end there. After jiggling her ass towards the audience with the two lads slapping roughly at her ass cheeks with their bare hands several times, Purva was required to turn towards the audience and in one quick motion fall on her back with a thud on the floor and spread her legs wide and push her pelvis to and fro to expose her naked vagina to the crowd. It was indeed quite a titillating step that would entice the audience, thought Purva. In practising the latter step, Purva ended up falling on her back on the rough floor inconveniently several times before getting it right. Repeating the step several times, she was scared for her spinal cord but she didn't say anything to her master. Of course, she realised that the raand naach was a very special event and that she had to be at her very best and so she did not object to Irfan's demands even once.

Purva also had to face the wrath of Irfan in instances where she could not get her steps right even in multiple attempts. For example, in one of the songs, Purva was required to raise her arms and put her hands on her head to show her armpit hair, bend at her knees and walk awkwardly towards one of the lads as a comic step that was intended to elicit laughs from the audience. The song that was played was actually a parody song where a male prisoner was acting as a female in front of a horny security officer officer in the security officer station, who was reprimanding the prisoner for his petty crimes. For this song, Irfan wanted Purva to enact the role of the prisoner. She was required to dance like a man dressed as a female and to have certain funny and nonsensical facial expressions that were intended to show Purva as a man dressed like a female. But, no matter how many times Purva tried, Irfan wasn't satisfied with Purva's efforts. "Chutiya hai randi tu...yeh step nhi kar pa rahi hai", he shouted at her. "Mujhe tera chehra aur tera steps dekh ke hansi aane chahiye loudi, mere chehre pe hansi dikh rahi hai kya tujhe? loudi kahin ki", he shouted loudly at her and tightly slapped her on her right cheek after Purva couldn't get it right even after 5-6 attempts. That was the moment when Purva lost it and she instantly started to develop tears in her eyes, as she stood there naked in front of the men and cried, much to Irfan's annoyance. "Bass yeh rona aata hai tujhe, nikamma randi", he shouted loudly at her and exited the shed in anger, as Purva broke down. She fell to the floor and cried loudly with her hand in her hands. Fortunately, the young lads empathised with her who came up to her and comforted her. "Arre raand bhabhi, koi nhi...ro mat tu", one of them said as Purva continued to cry non-stop. "Irfan ji bohot strict master hai aur yeh sab tujhe jhelna padega raand bhabhi", said another to comfort her. Purva looked up at them with teary eyes and said, "mujhe yeh step nhi aa rha hai Firan, aur master ji mere se pareshaan ho gaye hai", she said as she continued to cry like a kid. The lads realised that she wasn't hurt because she received a tight slap from her master, but because she failed to impress him. They could not believe the commitment she showed for the raand naach and her willingness to impress her master. One of the lads named Kabir then said, "Dekho bhabhi aap aise karo", he said as he enacted the step himself as a male prisoner dressed in female clothes. Purva looked up at him and inadvertently let out a funny laugh looking at him even though she was still crying, and she immediately realised what was wrong with her steps and her expression. Looking at her smile in between her tears made the lads happy. "Ab samjhi na tu, bass yeh kar jab master ji wapas aayenge", the lad said to her as he kissed her lovingly on her cheeks and wiped her tears. After that, Purva somehow managed to get her confidence back and as soon as Irfan arrived back into the shed after a smoke, she immediately got into the pose where she raised her arms and put her hands on head. She then bent awkwardly at her knees and walked towards Irfan like a ridiculous tramp. This time, her facial expression were perfect as she squinted her eyes and pushed her tongue out in random directions, twisting her face randomly. Watching her, Irfan let out a happy smile as Purva completed her step by falling at the security officerman's feet. This time, purva was sure that she did her steps as Irfan wanted and looked up at Irfan while she lay at his feet, as Irfan nodded his head in approval. Immediately the lads clapped in delight, knowing that Purva had finally got her step right. Purva too smiled at Irfan and wiped her tears, pleased that she had succeeded in impressing her master.

After her dance practice would end, Purva would be really sore from all the steps and the slaps she would receive from the lads as part of the steps. Indeed, the raand naach was taking a toll on her and she wished that she was fit enough for the actual raand naach. The practise was indeed very strenuous for her, as Irfan only expected the best from her.

On the third and last day of her practise, Purva was made to stay up till 4 am in the morning by her master. The dance troop had left by 11pm, but Irfan found imperfections in some of the steps that Purva had to perform and so he made her stay till late in the morning. He made her repeat her steps until she managed to get all of them right. She was extremely tired at the end of it, but truth be told, she was impressed with the level of professionalism Irfan had showed. She had eaten about 40 bananas that day and she had expended all of her energy for her steps, such was the caliber Irfan had brought out of his students.

At the end of the session, Irfan seemed really happy. "Meri raand, ab mujhe lag rha hai tu ek dum tayyar hai teri raandnaach k liye. Kal tera makeup hai, uske baad ek baar aur thoda practise kar lenge hum", he said as they ended the session at 4am in the morning.

As she reached home, she saw Mushtaq fast asleep. She didn't want to wake him up even though she longed for some quality rough sex with her hubby. Moreover she didn't have the energy after practising for her raand naach through the day and night. She washed her face and slept on the floor and drifted to sleep in a matter of seconds.

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Purva's makeup gets underway

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After her dance practice sessions, Purva was so tired that she couldn't wake up on time for her duty as the slum's doodhwali the next day. Luckily, her sprint as Nasira bhabhi's kaamwali had ended yesterday, but when she got up at 8 am, way past her usual time of 6 am when she went for delivering milk to the slum women, she panicked. She did not want to piss off the slum women at this time when she was going to perform her raand naach. Mushtaq was still fast asleep on the bed. In a jiffy, she quickly got up from the floor as she was and quickly opened the door and ran for the milk booth all naked. She was barely in her senses as she managed to get just a few hours sleep, and her body was still aching from all the practice she had been doing for the last 3 days.

As she ran naked on the road towards the milk booth with her tits jumping in all directions, all the men who saw her laughed at her and commented on her. "Arre kya hua randi, tera bhosda gir gaya hai kya kahi, dudhne bhaag rhi hai", "Lagta hai randi ka bhosda bohot garam ho gayi hai, subah subah bhaag rahi hai lund k chakkar me", "Kya hua randi? jaada randibaazi karne k wajah Mushtaq ji ne tujhe ghar se bahar fenk diya kya" were some of the comments she received from the passing men on the streets as Purva ran towards the milk booth. Normally, she would have been turned on hearing such rude and nasty comments on her, but now she was too concerned about the slum women to care about their comments.

As she got near the milk booth, Kabul the milkman looked at her running, and said, "Arre bhabhi, kahan reh gayi tu? Aaj doodh bechne aayi hi nahi?", he said with a quizzical look.

Purva panting replied, "Arre Kabul, aaj main uth nahi paayi thi time pe...".

Kabul deliciously looked on at the whore in front of him all naked and juicy, but he could see the panic on her face that she had failed to turn up to deliver milk to the slum women. Of course, Kabul was a spectator in all the instances when she was terribly debased and humiliated by the slum women for appearing naked at the milk booth few days back and he knew that Purva was terribly frightened from pissing them off. As a friend, he wanted to help her in anyway he could.

"Achha, bhabhi jo tu ne kiya woh sahi nhi kiya...saare gaav ke aurat aaye the thodi der pehle ek k baad ek aur doodh le gaye the, par tujhe bohot gaali diye the", said Kabul.

Purva of course knew that was bound to happen, but she wasn't sure what she could do now.

With a helpless face, she said to Kabul "Abhi main kya karu Kabul? meri galti hi thi, main so gayi thi jaada", she said as she banged her head, upset at herself.

Kabul of course knew the situation she was in, and her reason for panic was genuine. As the slum's doodhwali, Purva played a very important role and missing a day without informing beforehand was sure to cause problems for her from the slum women.

"Raand bhabhi, abhi tu tension mat le...rehne de koi nahi...chala jaa, kal maafi maang lena unse...pair padh jaana unka aur bolna ki aise kabhi nahi hoga wapas. Abhi jaane ka koi matlab nahi hai, sab ne doodh aake le liya hai", said Kabul.

"Hmm, thik h. Yaar nind jaada aa gayi mujhe...uth te hi main bhaag ki aayi aise hi", she said indicating her nude avatar.

Kabul looked at Purva from head to toe at her nude form and licked his lips in lust. He would have loved to have a piece of her right then, but there were many people on the streets at this point and he did not want to risk it for him or for his friend Purva.

"Koi nahi raand bhabhi, abhi chale jao aur Mushtaq ji ke saah maje karo, kal dekh lenge", he said with a comforting smile before Purva half-heartedly waved him goodbye and left.

Back at her home, Purva and Mushtaq completed their daily ritual where Mushtaq roughly fucked his dear wife's mouth and had his way with her parts completely gagging her. He loved to do such demeaning things to his whore wife first thing in the morning. The feeling of having her mouth wrapped around his cock first thing after he got up and getting the opportunity to roughly fuck her mouth was a very erotic experience for him indeed. After that, Mushtaq took a bath and he urged Purva also to take a bath after what seemed like 5 days, as today Purva was going to be made up for her trashy look for tomorrow's raand naach.

"Achhe se saboon se dho lena apna badan, randi", he said to her much to Purva's delight.

Purva of course wasn't particularly into Mushtaq's kink of staying without taking a bath for days on end, but it was something Mushtaq wanted for his whore. He said he loved it when she possessed her swachh sugandh or the natural aroma that he wanted to smell on his whore all the time. The dense pubic hair in her armpits also went along with the same fetish of his. Today, gladly for Purva, she would be taking a bath so that she would look cleaner for tomorrow's naked raand naach that she was going to do in front of all the men of Mastanpur.

Not having received any specific instructions for her makeup day, Purva was dropped off at the shed by Mushtaq and after confirming that Irfan was there at the shed waiting for her, Mushtaq made his way back. He told Purva that he had some work in the city and that he would be arriving only in the night. Purva kissed him goodbye knowing that this was going to be another long day ahead of her.

Once inside the shed, Irfan said, "aaja randi, abhi hum chalenge tujhe makeup karwaane, bass Hussain ji ka call ka intezaar hai", he said.

In a matter of minutes, Irfan received a call from Hussain asking them to come to Patel chowk, their pre-decided place where Purva was going to be made up today for her raand naach tomorrow.

"Chal randi, aa gaya Hussain ji ka call", he said. Purva hopped on to Irfan's cycle as they made their way to Patel chowk for Purva's makeup.

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If possible start some other story this is getting boring

Yes, it is being stretched too long.
Halting here , new story coming in a separate thread.

[Curiousbull]

Thanks

[ddey333]

Yes, it is being stretched too long.
Halting here , new story coming in a separate thread.

This thread will be resumed after a couple of days.

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This thread will be resumed after a couple of days.

Will be back with another incomplete story of aurelius tomorrow .
A classic one, but left incomplete .