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

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Scene 3 :


It was almost 3:00 am and Vicky was waiting anxiously, besides the bush, looking at his watch time and again. He feared if Nilanjana had used the opportunity to escape. the fat man too was waiting eagerly.. the others were enjoying the drinks on the hood of the car..

Rohit (screamed): i dont think so, Vicky.. she must have ..

suddenly they saw the red light flashing in the distance..

Vicky screamed in a hush voice to Jo,giving a stern look to Rohit.. Jo ripped through the bushes and took out the green torch from his pocket and waved back..

The red light stopped waving and everything was quiet again..
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Jo and Rohit prepared to run through the bushes.. Rohit emptied his glass of beer as he greedily took his last fist of peanuts of the plate, as if it was last peanuts left in the world..


Vicky : hey bastards, hurry up.. you are too slow..

Rohit and Jo got up and prepared to get on..

Vicky : bring her here with care..

Rohit and Jo waded through the bush and moved towards the village.. it was a not so dense bush and they waded through easily for over 100 meters before they came out in the open..

it was a dark and only couple of lame bulb braved through the entire darkness.. they looked towards one of the bulbs on the right and they could figure Nilanjana waving towards them with the red torch..

they moved in that direction..

Nilanjana directed them inside the house.. it was a small hut, constituting two rooms, made by mud across the broad verandah.. they crossed the verandah and Nilanjana directed them into left room of the hut..

there were strict instructions from Vicky that no light in the house had to be switched on and the operation had to be carried out in silence..

Rohit switched on the torch and was left mouth open gazing at the beauty in front of him.. Jo was on the same note and both looked at sleeping Jamuna..

she was a beauty... Rohit moved the torch from her face down to her big breasts... her chunri had moved to the side as she slept and her tight choli struggled to hold on to her big big breasts...nice couple of inches of her clevage lay exposed as chunri had slid down... but her hand was covering large part of her exposed meat.. on closer look, she had bridal mehendi on her hands and arms, which still looked fresh.. the cheap, but new bangles on her wrists indicated that she had been very recently married..

her other hand was raised and was under her head.. this had caused the choli to rise from below and gave a nice glimpse of her white bra and a lil mound of her lower soft breasts buldging out..

below her choli was exposed couple of inches of smooth midriff skin.. it was smooth like butter.. .. the lehenga was tied to cover her navel, but the slit just below where she tied her nada had exposed her deep round navel on her flat belly..

she had a broad well formed hips and heavy thighs..her knees were visible as her lehenga had ridden upto her knees.. she was a good tall lady, eaily touching abt 5'10", if not 6 feet with with flesh at right places and big breasts...

Rohit looked at Jamuna and then at Jo... they had never imagined if such a beauty could exist in such a small village.. but here she was, she lay there in deep sleep.. unconsious.. as she had been drugged..
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Rohit checked her if she was really out.. she was.. Rohit lifted her from her legs as Jo pulled up her hands as they both carried her out, very silently as Nilanjana indicated that the other family was sleeping in the adjacent room..


Rohit and Jo carried the beautiful lady through the verandah, into the bushes and then towards the car.. Nilanjana followed them meekly.. she was enjoying being dressed up after so long, even though that meant to be dressed up like a village belle.. and the ghagra was couple of inches longer for her comfort, even though she folded it up tying it higher at her waist.. Nilanjana guessed it was Jamuna's tall frame.. but it was perfectly suited in terms of tightness as she had an equally filled up body..the length of the ghagra made it tough for her to walk through the bushes as she had to use her hands to make way.. but it was better than walking naked..

the choli was bit deep cut .. the bra cups were slightly loose and this gave Nilanjana a feeling of Jamuna having a cup size larger than hers.. but not too loose..

they reached the car.. Vicky and the driver were sitting in the front with the engine humming.. while the fat man reached out from the back seat to receive the sleeping body...

the three men were occupied getting the Jamuna into the car, while Vicky was looking at the sleeping beauty.. it was then that the driver noticed Nilanjana standing at some distance.. he looked at her and then asked Vicky to look that way...

Vicky looked at Nilanjana and looked at her for some minutes..

Nilanjana thought if she looked entirely different.. she did.. especially in that outfit..

the rear door closed with the three men, Jo, Rohit and the fat man sitting with the tall Jamuna sleeping across the three men, with her head in the lap of the fat man and her legs in Rohit's lap.. while Jo got the piece of her bums in his lap...

the car was jam packed and Nilanjana was still out and was wondering where she was to adjust.. she hoped she was not asked to sit in the boot of the car or stand out of the sun roof again..
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Vicky looked at Nilanjana and understood her concern.. she could not be left out and in no way could she be adjusted on the rear seat.. he got out of the car and got her inside from his side.. he asked her to get in.. Nilanjana got into the left front seat..


Vicky motioned her to get on in further, as he too had to sit.. Nilanjana pressed herself in the seat.. but that was not sufficient.. she pushed herself further... Vicky got in but the door just wont close.. Nilanjana moved her bums forward and ahead, tilted and lifted herself off the seat.. and finally the door closed..

everyone settled and the over crowded car was packed to capacity with 7 adults.. but the things were not so settled.. the driver could not apply the gear 1 (left most gear of the car).. he was just banging it into Nilanjana's right thigh.. so much so, he had shifted his efforts of applying gear to rather feel the fleshy upper thighs of Nilanjana under her village dress..
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the driver continued to try, or pretend to try the first gear and rather enjoying the thighs of Nilanjana..


Vicky : (irritated) ohh, what the heck are you doing.. we need to get out of here fast or we could be caught and hacked to death..

the driver [img]file:///images/smilies/frown.gif[/img]irritated) what do you think i am doing?? you cant stuff whole bus into this car.. and expect me to drive..

Nilanjana looked into eyes of the driver.. he lowered it as he could not face the truth.. but Nilanjana chose not to say anything.. the problem was indeed there and whatever the case be, she was still on the other side of the table..

Vicky : i dont care... get out of here as quickly...

the driver : this fucking bitch will have to sit with her legs across the gear box..

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Vicky : now what are we waiting for??


the driver : how... if she is wearing clothes... i mean.. her clothes are all over this..

Vicky : Nilanjana can you raise ur skirt or whatever you are wearing..

Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. the ease with which he was saying this seemed that he was asking her to remove her bindi or a clip off her hair.. but here raising the skirt would mean, raising it almost exposing her upper thighs and the drivers hands moving between them all through.. she stared at Vicky..

Vicky : now why are you staring at me... this was the same place you were standing for two hours.. completely naked... your cunt standing out and cumming like a whore.. and now when ...

Nilanjana did not hear any more.. she was already lifting her ghagra up..

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the driver looked so very pleased.. he was going to be the main and sole beneficiary of Nilanjana nudity for some time to come..


Nilanjana lifted the ghagra upto her knees but that did not seem to be anywhere near sufficient..

the driver : more.

Nilanjana had to raise the ghagra under her ass before she could go any further as she had exhausted all the swirl around the ghagra... she lifted her ass and lifted the ghagra up.. exposing her knees and the lower thighs..

the driver smiled and applied the gear 1 between her legs.. in process touching her lower thighs.. Nilanjana felt electric shocks pass through her spine as she was touched.. she knew it was no use revolting.. in fact, shocks through her body and embarassement, she was facing were surprise for her after what all she had been through these men.. the driver, whose touch was causing her discomfort, had been pissing her bladder on her a few hours ago...

Vicky : why are you not moving now??

the driver : i cant be driving vehicle on gear 1 only.. i need more room..

Vicky : so what the heck... bhabhi, why cant you just raise it more.. you are causing him trouble..

Nilanjana looked at Vicky... he was making it sound like she had requested him to sit where she was sitting.. also he was calling her bhabhi, ironical to the conduct which indicated no relation with her.. maybe he was just using that as her name...

Nilanjana lifted her ass a bit and tried to pull the garment higher up to make more room.. but just as she had pulled a little, Vicky used his hands to pull almost the whole garment from under her bums from one side..

Vicky : now drag it up.. and dont pretend as if you have never shown your skin to anybody other than your loyal husband...

putting emphasis on the word loyal, this was a mockery of Nilanjana.. Nilanjana could so nothing but gulp it down and slowly raised her ghagra (skirt) exposing her upper thighs and little bit of her white panties.. Vicky looked at her as she lowered her ghagra (traditional skirt) to hide her panties..

the driver started the car and within seconds his hands were touching her womanhood over her panties as the car moved in second gear..
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the car turned and went on the road.. the driver soon shifted gears, but no respite of Nilanjana... the gear went upto 4 and driver was virtually playing with her womanhood and inner thighs and she stared into the darkness beyond the windscreen in the front..


driver's hands slowly became more mischevious than before.. he was virtually rubbing her freely.. she looked at Vicky and he smiled at her, almost fully aware what was going on... she felt let down and helpless... soon the driver had his hand flat on her womanhood.. she closed her eyes in shame as he pressed her to open her legs more..


she tried to shift her thoughts to some other side.. she really was in a soup.. she remembered how these men had asked her to go to the village and lay down the plan to kidnap Jamuna... she had refused to execute the plan but Vicky always had a hand on her soft nerve..

Vicky : if you dont kidnap her.. someone, might kidnap Kumkum..

Nilanjana had objected.. but another statement from Vicky had put every protest of hers to rest..

Vicky : if you help us subdue this girl, who is much more beautiful than you, then you and your sis can walk free...

this had laid to rest all her doubts... Jamuna and family was a poor family and they had their hut in the outskirt of the village... they dropped at safe distance from the home aftter instructions.. and she walked upto the village in the fading daylight.. all in the mess..

she was naked and had run about more than a kilometer.. .. pee was all in hair and body and she was stinking.. though she had not been fucked, but she had cum so many times that her womanhood was sore.. her breasts were blood red due to the itching powder.. and same sourness must have been inside her ass, which had even bore the brunt of the invading branch..

it had not been tough when she pretended to be in pain and went and dropped almost half dead in front of Jamuna's house.. to her embarassement, the husband and devar of Jamuna had come out to see what was the matter with her.. and they had believed her story that she had been bangd, used and dumped and had just managed to walk into the village for some help..

the kind and beautiful Jamuna, whose beauty even Nilanjana had admired, Jamuna had given her clothes, though village clothes but they seemed luxury to Nilanjana...Nilanjana had her own bra but Jamuna gave her her own panties and dress.. place to bath and food... her husband had fetched her the local doctor, despite the family's poor economic condition... and they had let her sleep with Jamuna, despite just second night to marriage of the newly wed couple as Jamuna's husband had slept in the room next with the entire family..

And this had given her oppurtunity to mix drugs and sedatives in unsuspecting and innocent beauties water as per the plan..

Jamuna would never forgive her.. she herself would not have had she been in her own shoes.. but she had a ray of hope towards her and her sister's freedom...
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[img=123x16]file:///customavatars/avatar325493_5.gif[/img] masala_man--


Ok friends, this is time for the story to continue, if people are still interested..

I have been busy overtime and trust me that we (me and including all my friends on this thread) have given effort outside their routine to fulfill this thread.. I thank them all.. this effort is not possible if you are overworked.. and the victim has been the story..

meanwhile, with all kudos to Pgfan, he has decided to help me in this situation.. and has promised to take the story ahead (despite his hectic schedule) .. I will be working with him in the background (to best of my limited availability) .. and off course he will have support of you all..

to gather we can make this a great thread and a great story as ever before..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

pgfan-


Thanks friends,

As Masala Man said, I've decided to continue the story. This has been one of the best humiliation stories I've ever read and I just couldn't bear the thought of it dying away, because the author is too busy.

I've never written any story of any kind before, so I'm not sure I can do justice to this story, but I'll give it my best shot.

I started writing the next episode a few days ago and I now realise the tremendous effort Masala Man and others who post stories on eXBii go through.

Kudos to Masala Man...... [img]file:///images/smilies/claps.gif[/img]... [img]file:///images/smilies/claps.gif[/img]... [img]file:///images/smilies/claps.gif[/img]... [img]file:///images/smilies/claps.gif[/img]... [img]file:///images/smilies/claps.gif[/img]...

Also, there's always the problem of time - there's never enough of it.

So, please bear with me.

I look forward to all your support, especially Masala Man's.

I'll start posting shortly.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

pgfan-

Well friends,

Here's the first post of the second avataar of Nilanjana's ordeal......

The story is a continuation, so please read the story so far to get the maximum enjoyment out of it....

I'll admit here that I've borrowed some ideas and scenes from other stories. If you've read Cheerleader's Torment, you may recognize the scene I'll be posting soon....

Thanks to all the authors who have given me so much pleasure and ideas.....

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Finally, they reached a farmhouse. Everyone seemed glad to get out of the cramped car, except the driver, who had had a great time playing with Nilanjana’s panty covered pussy for an hour, while keepting his hand on the gear. Finally, he gave one last pinch and pushed the panty into her pussy and then let her get out of the car.


Meanwhile, Jamuna was still unconciousness. The men carried her inside to the hall and dumped her on the sofa.

Ustadji was waiting anxiously for them.

Ustadji: Welcome, my dear Nilanjana…… it’s such a pleasure to see you in person, finally………
(to Jo) what is Jamuna’s condition…….

Jo: She should be fine, but she’ll be out for at least another couple of hours.

Ustadji: Then we’re lucky that we have such a sexy friend with us to entertain us, while we wait ……… he he he….

Nilanjana: Please…….. I helped you kidnap her like you wanted……. Now please let me go……

Vicky (rudely): Would you rather see Kumkum on that sofa instead of Jamuna?

Ustadji just stared at her with angry eyes. Somehow those eyes seemed even more threatening than Vicky’s verbal threat. She said nothing.

Ustadji slowly walked up to her. She started backing up but soon reached the wall and knew there was no escape for her. She was looking sexy in her village woman’s dress of knee length gaghra and tight choli.

He ran the first finger of his left hand down her cleavage until he reached her blouse and pulled it forward. With his right hand he pulled out a knife and without saying a word, cut through the center of the blouse and left the two cups hanging on the sides, exposing her bra. Then he pulled the string of her gaghra. It slipped down, but was held in place by her hips.

Ustadji: (speaking slowly and menacingly): I don’t like women wearing clothes. Take off your gaghra and choli. Leave on the bra and panty.

Nilanjana quicky did as told. Since the beginning of her ordeal, she had never been this scared.

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Since the beginning of her ordeal, she had never been this scared.
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When they had come in, she had noticed that the farmhouse was quite isolated. There was no sign of any population nearby – that meant that nobody was going to hear any noise or screams.

The house was quite modern and well furnished. They were in a fairly large hall. It was well lit and roomy. Under other circumstances, she might have appreciated the décor. But to her it felt more like an underground cellar in a scene from a movie with the villains closing in around her.

The five men arranged themselves comfortably in a semi-circle on sofas, leaving the center spot vacant for Ustadji, while Nilanjana stood trembling in front of them in her skimpy bra & panty, looking even sexier because of the humiliation and fear on her face.

Ustadji walked up to her: Now, listen carefully if you care for your sister. Your name while you’re here is Randi and we are your masters. Anytime we tell you anything, you’ll immediately reply “Ji, Maalik”. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

Nilanjana thought of her sister and replied quickly and meekly “Yes……. I mean, Ji Maalik……”

Ustadji: That’s a good randi. Now, just as a reminder of your status……

And he put a dog collar around her neck. She noticed it had rings all on all sides and she tried not imagine what they would do with them. He made it tight and she could feel it choking her, but the tears of humiliation that welled up seemed to choke her even more. She was now truly their slave…….

Ustadji: Now, before we start your show…..

Her heart skipped a beat at the mention of a show, but she had no time to dwell on it, as he continued….

…….. we must have some drinks. The alcohol, soda, ice etc are in the kitchen. Now, get on your hands and knees and go up to each one of your masters and ask them what they want.

Hesitantly, she got on her hands and knees, her ass sticking up in the air and her tits hanging down, showing generous cleavage in spite of the bra. Fortunately, the ground was carpeted and it didn’t hurt her knees.

She crawled, like a dog, upto Vicky, who was seated with his legs spread. He motioned with hand for her to come closer, right between his legs, so that her face was close to the junction of his legs.

She tried not to imagine what was underneath and asked “what can I get you?”

Vicky gave her a hard slap and grinned at her without saying anything. After a few seconds silence Nilanjana understood that she had to figure out by herself what she’d done wrong. Realising what was expected of her, she said “what can I get you… Maalik?”

Vicky’s grin became bigger: Good dog…. That’s more like it. I’ll have a strong whisky with soda and lots of ice, randi bhabhi.

While saying so, he patted her head, just like he would a good dog. She didn’t know which was more humiliating – having to call him maalik, his insistence on calling her bhabhi after all he’d put her through - that too, randi bhabhi - or being petted like a dog.

She moved to each one of them one by one. She didn’t want to give them an excuse to hurt her further, so without being told she went up between their legs, close to the crotch.

Each one did something to humiliate her and remind her of his status as her master. The fat one slapped her tit, Jo pinched her ass. Rohit pulled the elastic of her panty and let it go with a snap. All of them called her names – bitch, randi, stupid cunt, kutiya etc.

The worst, as might be expected, was Ustadji. He was wearing a silk kurta and lungi and it was obvious from the tent in the lungi that he was not wearing any underwear. As she crawled between his legs, she could see the wet spot where pre-cum had leaked on to his lungi and smell his arousal. He grabbed her head by the hair and rubbed her face on his crotch. She felt his bone-hard lund grinding on her face.

Finally, everyone had given their orders and she was allowed to get up and go to the kitchen. She just prayed that she remembered it all and didn’t goof up. She knew they would not forgive any mistake easily, but use it as an excuse to humiliate her more…..

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Finally, everyone had given their orders and she was allowed to get up and go to the kitchen. She just prayed that she remembered it all and didn’t goof up. She knew they would not forgive any mistake easily, but use it as an excuse to humiliate her more…..


She was allowed to walk to the kitchen normally. Fortunately for her, all them had asked for either beer or whisky & soda. Although she’d never had alocohol herself, she’d seen her husband mix whisky and soda, so she managed to get most of the drinks right.

She brought them all out on a tray and put it on a side table. Then, she took the drinks to each one individually. Most of them took the glasses without harassing her further – all except Vicky, who always found new ways to humiliate her.

He took a sip of his drink and then threw it angrily in her face.

He pulled her face close to his by pulling on a ring on her collar and shouted at her, as she stood with whisky dripping from her face: “You stupid cunt…… can’t you do a simple thing like mixing a proper drink? I asked you for a strong whisky. Now go and make another one and get it right this time”. And he sent her off with a hard back handed slap on her ass.

“Ji Maalik…. I’ll just get it, maalik…” she said and ran to the kitchen, her tits bouncing and ass swaying sexily.

As she came back with his drink, Rohit shouted her,

“Abey Bhonsdi ki…… do you take us for drunkards? Are we supposed to just drink this? Don’t you know that you’re supposed to serve snacks with drinks? Are you waiting for your sister to serve them?”

She winced at the reference to her sister. “Ji Maalik…. I’ll just get them, maalik…” She ran off to the kitchen and found some snacks.

Finally, everyone had their drinks and snacks and she was made to stand in front of them. She noticed that while she’d been getting the snacks, Rohit had set up a video camera and several of the men had their own cameras. The whole room was already well lit with extra lights.....

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The whole room was already well lit with extra lights.


She stood in front of the men, who were sitting in a semi-circle, with their drinks and plates of snacks. The whole area was bathed in bright lights, which she knew was to allow them to make good quality video recording, which would be used to further blackmail her.

She was also worried by the number of cameras. Till now, all the photos and videos had been under the control of Vicky or Ustadji. And while she feared them, somehow she’d accepted that it was in their interest to keep the videos and photos private – as long as she did what they told her. But now, with so many men about to have their private collection of her “show”, there was a good chance that something would leak out.

However, she also knew that there was nothing she could do about it and even protesting against it would result in further punishment.

She stood waiting to be told what new form of degradation they had in mind for her to “entertain” them.

As the lights and camera were switched on, Rohit started some soft and sexy dance music.

Ustadji: OK, listen carefully Randi because I’ll only say this once. If I think you’re not putting on your best show, some “interesting” photos of Kumkum will be sent to her father-in-law-to-be, so that he can also see how sexy his daughter-in-law is. Maybe he’ll enjoy jerking off over her photos….. he.. he.. he.. Also, we have a nice video of her taking a bath, from the hidden cameras in your house. So, if you don’t make us “happy”, maybe he’ll get to see a scene that only her husband should see…… he… he… he… UNDERSTAND?”

“Ji Maalik….”

Vicky stepped up close to her. It was clear that he was going to be the director of the show.

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“First, take a deep breath to relax yourself…. Deeper…..”


She filled her lungs, sticking her chest out. She felt collar tighten around neck, once again reminding her of her status.

“Do it a couple of time….. just to relax you, bhabhi…. He… he… he…”

She felt her boobs sticking out and moving up and down on her chest and the bra stretched over them.

“Now start swinging your ass and boobs to the music……”

“Ji Maalik….” She understood what he meant and didn’t wait for detailed instructions. She knew that she needed to do her best to please them. Of course, she also knew whatever she did would not be enough, but still she had to make the effort – the alternative was too terrible to think about…

She started to sway her big gaand and tits to the music and to move her hands over her body in a sexy way, just as she’d seen in movies.

She noticed that while the men held their drinks in one hand, they all moved their other hand to their crotch and started massaging their dicks through the clothes.

“That’s a good randi bhabhi…. You’re going to be a good randi, aren’t you?....”

“Ji Maalik….” She didn’t know what else to say………

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Nilanjana stood in front of the group of men in her bra and panties, trying to sway her body sexily to the music and move her arms over her body seductively, trying desperately to keep them happy.


When they’d come to the farmhouse with Jamuna, she had been wearing clothes given to her by Jamuna - the sexy, newly married village girl, whom she’d tricked and helped Vicky and his gang kidnap her. She’d hated doing it, but she had to do it in order to protect her sister from the clutches of these villains.

Jamuna had given Nilanjana her own typical village woman’s clothes of ghagra and choli – even though the ghagra had been short and the choli loose, as she was taller and bustier than Nilanjana. She’d even had to borrow panties from her, although she still had on her own bra.

Almost as soon as they’d reached the farmhouse, Ustadji had cut off her choli and removed the ghagra, saying that he didn’t like women wearing clothes. She had been surprised that she’d been allowed to keep on her underwear so long.

To her dismay, Ustadji now attacked her underwear.

“What horribly ugly underwear are you wearing? Is that how a good randi dresses? Where did you get them?”

“Maalik, Ja..Ja.. Jamuna gave me her panties………” she stammered…

“And the bra?’

“It’s my own, maalik…….”

“You mean you bought it ??? That ill-fitting white boxy cotton thing that looks more like body armour? Don’t you know anything about dressing to please men? Asma always wears sexy underwear of silk with lace and frills, which a man would enjoy removing. No wonder your husband keeps visiting her.”

She winced at the reference to Siddharth’s mistress and was further humiliated by this comparison with her. She had had no idea about her husband’s affair until Vicky had told her about it and had even humiliated her by making her go to their love-nest and clean it out like a maid, while they had been sleeping in the bedroom.

She wondered how Ustadji knew about Asma’s underwear… maybe he was just making it up… but she had no time dwell on it……

“Why can’t you buy bras that at least fit you properly and nicely raise up the boobs? What size is your bra?”

“34B” she said softly.

“There’s your problem. You’re obviously a 34C. Didn’t you ever take the advise of anyone as to what’s the correct size for you?”

She couldn’t tell him that she always felt embarrassed to even talk about it. She went to the ladies store near her house, but they only had male salesmen and it was embarrassing enough just to ask for a bra, leave aside discussing material and size options with him.

“Vicky, next week, you better take her shopping for new imported sexy lingerie at the Marks & Spencer at the new mall.”

“Oh God”, she thought to herself, “he’s going to embarrass and humiliate me in public then.”

Also, the reference to next week confirmed what she already knew… that her ordeal was going to go on for days or weeks…..But it was her private humiliation at the farmhouse that was torturing her then – she couldn’t worry about a future public humiliation …

“Well, the sight of that ugly bra is making me lose my erection, so you’d better get rid of it.”

She started to reach behind her for the hooks of the bra, but Ustadji shouted at her again…

“Don’t you even know how to remove a bra, so as to entertain your audience ??? Are you just going to open it and drop it ??? What kind of stupid randi are you???”

She stood frozen, not knowing what to do and scared beyond belief…….

“You’d better show her how to do it……” Ustadji told Vicky.

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She stood frozen, not knowing what to do and scared beyond belief…….


“You’d better show her how to do it……” Ustadji told Vicky.

Vicky started directing her “entertainment”….

“Before we start the strip-tease” – well, she was expecting that, of course and was not surprised – “we want you to pose for us a bit”.

She wondered how many innovative ideas these men could come up with to humiliate her.

“Lean forward and put hands on your thighs just above your knees.”

She leaned forward.

"Keep your knees straight & together, look up at us and keep swinging."

She did, and realized the effect this pose had. Her two straightened arms crushed
her big breasts together between them, making the mounds bulge obscenely over the
tops of her bra-cups….

It also made her sexy gaand stick out at the back, stretching her panties…….

What an alluring sight they had in front of them !!! The 30-year old sexy (former housewife) slut, with her gaand stuck out behind her, her tits hanging down, squeezed together and bulging over her bra, swinging her body sexily to the soft music….

“That’s nice….. now give us a nice smile…..”

Smile ?? How could she? But she thought of Kumkum and made an effort and somehow managed a smile……

“A real nice sexy smile, bhabhi, or we’ll give Kumkum’s father-in-law something to smile about….”

She forced her best smile….

"Great…, now stand up nice and straight and clasp your hands together behind your neck… keep swinging…. Now pull your elbows back…."

As she did, she felt her bra lift with her arms and then it pulled tight like a second skin. Her breasts rose up on her chest and stuck out.

“Keep smiling and swinging, randi bhabhi…..”

As she went through the humiliating poses, the men stared fixedly at her – one hand on the crotch, eyes bulging, mouths open and drooling…

All except Ustadji – this was obviously not his first experience at humiliating a woman and while he was certainly enjoying the show, as could be seen from the tent in his lungi, he was sitting back relaxed on his sofa, as though he was just watching TV.

A part of Nilanjana felt almost insulted at this and at the same time she was worried, as she desperately wanted to keep him happy. But she didn’t have time to think about it, as Vicky continued and she had to concentrate hard to follow his instructions……

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She went through the humiliating poses under Vicky's instructions, as the men stared fixedly at her...


“Great, now keep that beautiful smile, and keep those elbows pulled back nice and
tight, and slowly turn all the way around for us, all the way around…."

She did a slow and sexy turn, while keeping her tits stuck out, her ass swinging and her face smiling, giving her tormentors a clear view of her body from all angles…

When she’d turned her back to them, Jo spoke up “Stop there a minute, Randi bhabhi….”

She stopped with her ass facing them. She noticed that now even the underlings of the gang were calling her “Randi bhabhi”, but she ignored it……

Jo continued, “Ustadji, don’t you think this randi’s ass is sexier than the last one’s – what was her name…?”

Rohit jumped in, “we’d named her ‘cunt’… who cares about her real name?...”

This evidence confirmed Nilanjana’s suspicion that these men were experts at humiliating women. The casual way they were talking about the other woman sent shivers down her spine.

Ustadji, “Hmmm… I don’t know… I think cunt’s ass was sexier… or perhaps it looked sexier because she was wearing sexy panties…”

She felt all their eyes on her ass, analyzing it impersonally, as though they were looking at a statue and not a woman. Of course, she was nothing more than an object to them…

Vicky, “But I think Randi’s ass is bigger… get that measure tape, Jo…”

He put his arms around her hips with the tape. She felt his breath on her butt, as he adjusted the tape snugly around her.

“As I thought – she’s a sexy 36. Cunt was 34, I think…”

Ustadji, “Bigger doesn’t necessarily mean sexier. I think cunt’s ass had better shape and was tighter and stuck out more at the back… Well, we’ll get a better idea later on when we get a clearer view…”

She had been standing motionless with her ass and tits sticking out, her arms at her neck, stretched out, listening to this analysis and comparison of her ass, as though they were comparing two melons, but at this hint that her panties will also be coming off soon, she had to struggle hard not to react…

However, before she could think about it further, the action started again, as Ustadji said, “hey, Rohit told you to stop turning… I don’t remember anyone telling you to stop swinging your ass… start swinging and continue turning slowly…”

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She’d become a little numb as she heard her ass being analyzed dispassionately.


At Ustadji’s words she was startled back to action and continued her sensuous motions and turn.

As she finished her turn, Vicky continued,

“Let your hands down, but keep them close to your sides….. Now, slowly reach up and one at a time, ease the straps down off your shoulders….”

She slid the tips of her right fingers underneath the white shoulder strap on her left shoulder.

"That's right… "

She lifted it away from her skin, and pulled it up over her shoulder. She pulled it down until it just hung loose against her arm, peeling back the top inch of so of her bra-cup…

"Now the other one."

Slowly, she did the same on the other side, leaving both straps dangling around her arms.

The effect was breathtaking. With her long dark hair pulled behind her, her long beautiful neck was open going right down her slim shoulders. Now all of the creamy skin, from her shoulders, across her chest was exposed. Her big breasts just sat in the cups of her bra like scoops of ice cream, and the top half of the luscious mounds, though still in the bra, lay open to the gaze of the audience.

"Okay, now go back to the first pose, with your hands on your knees."

She leaned forward and did as she was told.

"Pull your arms in nice and tight."

As she leaned forward, she felt the shoulder straps fall farther down, down to her forearms. The tops of the bra-cups fell back slightly as well. The effect, as she pulled her arms together was like squashing two balloons. The bra barely contained her.

"Come on, now, another big smile – randi bhabhi..."

At this she nearly burst into tears, but at the thought of her sister, she resisted the urge and somehow managed to keep the pose, the smile and the swing.

"Great," Vicky said. "Now pucker up like Rakhi Sawant & give a big kiss."

This comparison to the randi of the screen, reminded her of what she’d become.

She formed her mouth into a big "O" like a kiss.

"MMMmmm-Wah", she kissed in the air….

"MMMMMMMmmmmmm-Wah" all the men imitated the sound of a big kiss, followed by huge laughter…..

It took all their self-control not cum right there….. but they all knew this was just the beginning and a lot more was yet to come… the evening was still young and they had the whole night ahead of them……

"Now stand up nice and straight again and pull your arms out of the shoulder straps."

“Ji Maalik….” She said as she straigtened up and carefully pulled her arms out of the loops of the shoulder straps, trying her best not to let the bra cups move down any further.

She stood there with the straps hanging loose at her sides, her boobs barely contained by the bra-cups, waiting for the next humiliation….