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

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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


"Now, reach your hands up as high as you can."

At this she finally burst out into tears and covered her face. Her audience, of course, found this very entertaining and burst out into laughter.

Rohit: Oooooo… look at poor randi bhabhi… he… he… he… crying like a baby….. and we haven’t even touched her today…. Ha… ha… ha…

Jo: ha… ha… ha… I think she’s missing her sister….. he… he… he…

Ustadji: Hey Vicky, ho… ho… ho… looks like she’s finally taken pity on the poor father-in-law he… he… he… and has decided to give him a treat. ho… ho… ho… What’s his address? He… he… he…

At this reference to her sister, her tears immediately dried up and she straightened up and stretched her arms up over her head so fast, that her boobs nearly spilled out of her bra.

“No, no…. please…. It won’t happen again…..”

Rohit (laughing & shouting at the same time): “ho… ho… ho… hey, is this a military parade or a randi show….? He… he… he… Why are you standing at attention, bitch?... ho… ho… ho…”

She started to swing her body sexily again. More than half her boobs were already open to their gaze and her nipples were just a fraction of an inch away from being exposed.

“please leave Kumkum alone…, maalik…. I beg of you…, maalik…”

No one answered her request though, but just sat there enjoying the booze and the view and laughing at her plight. She kept wondering whether they’ll deliver on the threat or will ignore her lapse. But she knew she won’t get an answer.

They continued to laugh as she waited in suspense, while Vicky made himself another drink and came back to her.

He had stopped laughing and was looking stern and intimidating. "I don’t know if we can forgive a sorry exhibition like that so easily. We’ll think about it…”

“…Okay, now put your hands down and turn your back to us."

She turned herself around slowly.

"Pull your hair out of the way- pull it in front of you…"

She reached back with her left hand and ran her fingers underneath through her hair, pulling it forward so that it hung down in front of her, exposing her entire back..

"...and reach back and slowly open the hooks of your bra… one at a time…"

“Ji Maalik….” She said mechanically, as she took a deep breath, and slowly reached behind her and grasped the two ends of the back strap where the clasps were.

On a more sexy bra there would have been only two hooks, but on the ugly body armour type bra she was wearing there were four.

She pulled both sides of her bra towards each other to release the tension and one by one freed the four hooks…

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She pulled both sides of her bra towards each other to release the tension and one by one freed the four hooks…


Slowly she pulled the two sides apart. She reached around with her left arm and held the bra to her in the front. The two brastraps dangled uselessly. This revealed a beautiful, slim and unblemished back. It was an exquisite shape, long perfect symmetry. From her shoulders, the lines narrowed gradually until you came to her waist, where they flared out again before disappearing into her panties. From this angle, one would never imagine the enormous breasts hiding on the other side.

"Look back at us over your shoulder."

She turned her head back, and, unknowingly, with the smile still on her face, portrayed a sexiness she certainly did not feel.

"Okay, randi bhabhi, now move your hair back and turn around and face us."

Slowly she moved her long hair away from her chest and turned around clutching the material of her bra to her breasts.

"Now turn a little sideways and lean your face up."

Clutching the material, she did what he asked, assuming several poses, unaware of how sexy they looked.

“You can stop smiling, if you want.”

She thought he was doing her a favor, not realizing that to these men the anguish and tears on her face were even more exciting.

"Okay, now the moment of truth..."

She felt tears coming.

"Turn and face us."

She rotated slightly, clutching the material. The way she held it pushed her breasts up.

Just as Vicky was about tell her to drop the bra, Ustadji interrupted him.

“I think before we see them, she should describe to us what we’re going to see…. To set the expectation…”

“What ???” Nilanjana couldn’t stop herself from asking in surprise…

“What do you mean what? Can’t you understand simple English, stupid randi? Just describe exactly what’s going to be revealed when you pull down that armour plating… To start with what are they called?”

She realized with dismay that he wanted her to humiliate her with her own mouth….

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She realized with dismay that he wanted her to humiliate herself with her own mouth….


But she just stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

“Well, if you don’t know what they’re called, we have some pictures of Kumkum’s that may remind you… Would you like to see them? Otherwise, pretty soon her father-in-law will get to see the pictures…”

She knew that she’d better speak up…

“My br… br… breasts…”

They burst out laughing. “Breasts? That may be what your doctor calls them. In strip-tease parties, they’re called other things…”

“boobs… tits…” she said haltingly.

The fat man spoke up spoke up for the first time that evening. Nilanjana had thought he was just some sidey of Ustadji. She would realize later that he was the most important man in the group.

“Ustadji, I don’t like all these fancy English words… Hey, Randi - what are they called in Hindi?”

She had to think for a bit “… dudu?”

“He… He… He… dudu??? Maybe if you had a baby he might call them that… but right now they’re just toys for grown men… what are they called?”

Of course, she’d heard the names… she was just hesitant to use them… they sounded so much more vulgar than English.

“…Mere Mammey… um.. umm… meri ch… ch.. chunchiyan?“

The men were laughing throughout at her discomfort...

“OK, now describe them… the size, shape, colour…”

Oh, God... she thought to herself.....

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

The men were laughing throughout at her discomfort...


“OK, now describe them… the size, shape, colour…”

Oh, God… she thought to herself…

“My size is 34C… they are… umm… round… and umm… soft…”

Jo: “Do they sag?”

Ashamed, she said, “they sag a little…”

Vicky: “I bet Kumkum’s tits don’t sag at all… anyway, continue…”

“… ummm… they are fair coloured… milky white…”

Rohits: What about the nipples?

“My nipples are… umm.. big…”

“How big?”

“ummm… maybe 2 inches… and dark pink colored…”

“and the tips – do they stick out?”

“sometimes…”

“are they hard now?”

She knew that all the humiliation and fear had excited her at one level at the same time that she hated it more than she could imagine and that had made her nipple so hard that they hurt…..

She was ashamed that she’d turned into such a slut and that pretty soon all the men would be able to see it… she knew there was no point in denying it…

“…yes…” she whispered softly.

“what? We can’t hear youuuu…..”

“Yes.” She said just a little louder.

“how much?”

“half an inch….” She said softly…

Jo: Come on Vicky bhai… I can’t wait any longer to see them…

Vicky: "Okay, randi bhabhi, now slowly pull down the bra."

A big tear rolled down her cheek.

She slowly lowered her bra.

Inch by inch, more creamy skin came into view. Her audience started cheering…

"That's right, all the way off..."

She stopped just as the areolas were coming into view. She let out a little sob.

"Come on bitch..."

“Ji Maalik….” She replied tearfully, as she continued….

Slowly the material came down.

First the tops, and then the actual protruding nipples themselves came into view.

They stuck out, aroused by the shame. She let out another little sob, as the men burst into a big round of applause…….

“Wah, Wah……”

“Kya baat hai….”

"Just drop it, bhabhi…." Said Vicky.

Slowly, she released the grip her fingers had on the material and let the bra drop to the ground. Her head hung down in shame and she instantly crossed her arms over herself.

"Nah, Ah Ahhh..." said Vicky. "Look up at us and put your arms down at your sides. Better yet, put your hands on your waist, shoulders back, stick out your tits and keep swinging…..”

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Slowly, she released the grip her fingers had on the material and let the bra drop to the ground. Her head hung down in shame and she instantly crossed her arms over herself.


"Nah, Ah Ahhh..." said Vicky. "Look up at us and put your arms down at your sides. Better yet, put your hands on your waist, shoulders back, stick out your tits and keep swinging…..”

She made a delightful display, standing humiliated like this in front of them.

She could not understand how being put on display like this made her feel so cheap, when she’d been made to do worse things. She couldn’t understand that this psychological humiliation was much worse than physical torture to any decent woman.

For a while all the men just stared at her amazing boobs. They were big and shapely, with just a slight sag, which wasn’t much, considering their size and age.

Then they started commenting on them……

“Oooo… they’re sexy……”

“They’re the best boobs I’ve seen. I want to get them in my mouth…..”

“Look at the nipples….. big and pink….. just like she said….., so beautiful…”

“They look so soft and squeezable…”

Vicky: “Well, Bhabhi, aren’t you going to thank them?”

“Huh?”

“Aren’t you going to thank them for appreciating your boobs?...”

She was expected to thank them for this ?? But she knew she’d better do as she was told…

“… uh… thank you…”

Vicky: “Thank you… what?”

“… uh… thank you… maalik…”

Rohit replied with feigned politeness: “Well, you’re welcome, darling Randi Bhabhi….”

Vicky cleared his throat… “Ah, Okay, Bhabhi, just a couple of poses.”

She bit her lip. Please, please, let this end, she asked silently, knowly full well that it was very far from ending.

"Lean forward and grab your knees again."

Once again, she struck the pose, only this time her breasts were bare.

"Big smile, Bhabhi ..."

She forced a smile.

She made a wonderful picture with her sexy boobs hanging down and squeezed between her arms…. She saw that all the men rubbed their crotches…

"Now, lets go back to the hands behind the neck."

She tried to just drift off into the music as she reached up behind her head and put her hands behind her neck. She could feel the air and the lusty gaze of the men on her huge, nude tits as they rose up with her arms.

"Keep swinging, Randi bhabhi."

She continued to sway her ass and tits to the music, like a cheap bar dancer…

"Now, turn around again, all the way. Give us the full view."

She slowly rotated her body around, giving her audience a spectacular visual tour of her
sexy body. She came around full circle, still with her hands clasped behind her neck.

"Great, just great...now don't move..."

At a gesture from Vicky, the other guys, except Ustadji and the fat man, got up to and came close to get a good look at her boobs….

Jo said: “They do look soft and squeezable…… and hardly any sag…”

Vicky was looking at them from up close and he caught on to the last remark.

“Yes… they are soft and quite big, but they have hardly any sag… Ustadji, have you ever seen tits this big not to sag?”

Ustadji had kept quiet till now and had been sitting comfortably enjoying the scene. Now he got up and came close to Nilanjana and bent forward to get a close look at her tits, making her very nervous….

“You’re right, boys…. I have seen soft and big boobs that don’t sag, but only on much younger women….”

“hmmm… I wonder……”

Nilanjana had been trying not to listen to this analysis of her tits, as though they were pieces of fruit in a market. Suddenly she was dragged into the discussion….

“Hey Randi, are these tits real … ??”

“What? I don’t understand.” She said – shocked, because she understood perfectly.

“Don’t play games with me, bitch. You know perfectly well what I mean. Have you had your boobs made bigger by plastic surgery?”

“No – of course, not. How can you say that? What kind of woman do you think I am?”

“Well, we already what kind of woman you are, don’t we?” Ustadji said with a smirk. “We only have to look at how hard your nipples are to know that you’re a total Randi…”

Jo: “But Ustadji, how can we tell if they’re real or not? I mean, I’d feel really cheated if we’ve been looking at fake boobs all this while…..”

Ustadji: “That’s a good point, Jo, but an expert can always tell fake boobs from real by feeling them carefully.”

Standing there, with her hands behind her neck and her elbows pulled back, with her
big breasts sticking out, nude, like guns on a battleship was shameful enough.

It took all of her self control to hold the degrading position she was in- standing in nothing but her panties, holding her hands behind her neck with her elbows pulled wide apart. Her huge breasts sat there, sticking out rudely, on offer like melons at the market.

Now Ustadji was going to feel her boobs and of course, she knew it would not end there.........

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She was standing at the center of the group of men in only her panties and a dog collar. Her hands were behind her neck, elbows pulled wide apart and her big tits were sticking out.


All the men were staring at her boobs, trying to determine if they were real or fake – i.e. had she had plastic surgery to enhance her boobs?

Vicky: “So, Randi Bhabhi, you claim that these are real boobs?”

“Y… yes, maalik……”

Jo: “I don’t see any scars, Ustadji…”

Ustadji: "Sometimes they're underneath… let’s see…"

During this discussion, Ustadji had moved behind her. Now he stepped up close and Nilanjana could feel his hard dick pressing into her lower back. It had been obvious from the beginning that his dick was not hampered by any underwear. Only the thin material of his lungi separated it from her skin.

She could feel his breath on her neck. It reeked of whiskey….

She felt his hands reach around her underarms. Lightly they touched the underside of her boobs.

Though she had braced herself, the touch was like an electric shock, and she flinched, but managed to keep herself steady. She didn’t want to give any excuse to them to get angry at her.

She felt a hand lifting her left breast, weighing it like a piece of fruit. Her face flushed.

"Gawd, they're heavy," said Ustadji… "Let's see the other one…"

She felt another hand lift her right breast.

"Have you ever weighed these beauties, Randi?"

"N...no… maalik…"

Both hands pushed her boobs up, mashing them into her chest. The force made her have to take a step back, which pressed her ass against his crotch.

“Looks like this randi is enjoying my attention so much, she’s rubbing her gaand against my dick…” Ustadji said laughing - clearly enjoying himself. “Well, do you see any scars under her tits?”

"Nope, no scars under here."

She stood there as Ustadji squeezed the breasts she was so tantalizingly offering.

"You know the best way to tell?," said Ustadji, releasing them.

"What's that?" asked Vicky.

"You hold them together like this," he said and again reached around from behind.

Each hand grabbed a breast. "And see if they feel the same." He squeezed them, molding them in his hands.

She could hear his breathing get raspy as he just played with them for a few moments.

"Then you have to check the nipples." He released her breasts, letting them fall
back into place. Then he began to pinch her nipples, tugging on them. They were already somewhat erect. Quickly, they became fully erect.

“See how fast they became hard?” “That shows how turned on this bitch is…. A total Randi…….”

"They sure look real." offered Jo.

Ustadji went back to playing with them for a moment before releasing them.

"Here, your turn." He told Vicky….

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Here, your turn." Ustadji told Vicky, as though he was giving him a turn at a video game.


She stood silently, with her hands behind her neck and boobs thrust out, as the guys took their turn at her boobs one by one…

There wasn’t any pretence anymore about checking whether her boobs were real or fake. They had been humiliating her for quite a while now and were ready for some action.

First Vicky stepped behind her. She felt his prick, through his pants, digging into her back, just as she’d felt Ustadji’s and felt his hot breath on her neck, stinking of whiskey.

He grabbed her boobs and pulled her back, forcing his dick against her lower back and started mauling them.

He squeezed them hard till they hurt… he pushed them together and he pulled them apart… he pulled them up, down and sideways…

Then he pinched her nipples hard and twisted them.

“Owww….” She whined….

“shut up, bitch…” Vicky told her roughly….

Tears of pain and humiliation formed in her eyes, but she kept quiet…

Vicky continued mauling her tits, but at the same time he started gently licking and nibbling her ear. He knew this would excite most women and it began to have an effect on Nilanjana also. After a few minutes of this, she started feeling a little excitement and her cunt started to get wet.

Even though she stood outwardly quiet, inside she was a mass of confused emotions. She couldn’t understand how she could feel pain & humiliation and at the same time get excited. Her body was betraying her and she knew that she had become a total slut and this was actually adding to her humiliation.

She didn’t think the men could tell what was happening to her, but Vicky knew. To an expert in women like him, the slight tremor in her body and the further hardening of her nipples under his fingers, told the story. He enjoyed the sensation of power he had over her for a while, but he really didn’t want her enjoying herself.

Suddenly, he twisted her nipples hard and yanked them forward, so that her boobs pulled out in the shape of elongated cones and at the same time started shaking them hard by nipples. It felt as if he was going to pull them off her chest and the pain was sudden and severe.

“Aaaa….” She screamed out. Any excitement she may have felt disappeared in a flash and her cunt dried up.

Vicky burst out in laughter and let go of her.

Even though she was no longer excited, the moisture from her cunt had seeped through to her panties and a small wet spot was visible to everyone.

Rohit noticed it immediately “Look at the bitch… her pussy is wet…”

Everyone burst out laughing.

“She’s actually excited by putting on the show for us…”

“Boy, she’s the ultimatel randi….”

She just stood there with her head bowed. She felt as if her humiliation was complete…

Of course, it wasn’t…. there was a lot more to come…

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

All the men stood around her laughing at her shame…


Rohit stepped up to her next, but instead of going around to her back, he stood facing her, up close.

“Well, Bhabhi, you certainly enjoyed yourself the last time I had your boobs in my hand. I hope you enjoy today also…”, he said as he gently caressed her tits and smiled at her.

The reference to their previous encounters and her sluttish behavior then, reddened her face with shame.

However, this gentle beginning raised a faint hope in her that he may not be too rough on her. Of course, this hope was not fulfilled.

He gently grabbed her tits …and pulled them apart…

…and suddenly slapped them against each other – hard.

They made a loud noise like a hard slap – and it certainly hurt like a hard slap.

She cried out in pain, but he just grinned at her...

“I like that sound – isn’t it nice?”

… and did it again….

“Ouch, it hurts…” she exclaimed …

“What?...” SLAP… “you’re not…” SLAP… “enjoying...” SLAP… “this??...” SLAP…

“See what a lovely shade of red the insides of your tits have become. I think the contrast with the fair skin of the rest of your tits and the dark shade of you nipples, makes a very pretty picture – don’t you think so?

“NO… they hurt…” she said rudely, forgetting herself …

“Ohh… I’m sorry…” Rohit said softly, as he once again started to gently carass her boobs.

“Ustadji, do you think Kumkum’s tit’s will make the same kind of sound?”

“Nooo…” she cried out at this reminder of her situation, but her plea was ignored…

Ustadji: “Hmmm… Good question Rohit… I wonder… I think Kumkum’s tits maybe a little too small. They may not have enough bounce to produce such a lovely sound….. might be interesting to check…”

“No.., nooo…, please… leave her alone… do what you want with me…” pleaded Nilanjana…

“But you don’t seem to be enjoying yourself…”

“No, no… I’m enjoying it…”, she said desperately…

“… Rohit, I mean, maalik… please slap my boobs some more…” pushing out her boobs some more in his direction…

“Well, I don’t know….” Rohit said, pretending to be uncertain…

“Please maalik… please slap them… slap them hard…”

“Well, if you insist…..”

This time he slapped her left boob hard with his right hand, bouncing them both to her right and immediately followed it with a slap on her right boob with his left hand. He continued this rapid slapping with his right and left hand for a while, making them bounce sideways and making a noise like firecrackers.

Then he started slapping the undersides of each breast alternately, making them bounce up and down, as though he was juggling a pair of tennis balls.

When he stopped after a while, both the tits were bright red. Rohit stepped back to admire his handiwork.

“Now isn’t that a beautiful sight, randi bhabhi?… what a lovely colour your tits have become?… did you enjoy yourself?...”

She knew what answer she had to give, “Y… y… yes…… malik… th… th… that was great…”

“What a total Randi you are, bhabhi……” Rohit said laughing, as he stepped back to make place for Jo…

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Rohit laughted at her and stepped back to make place for Jo…


The guys stood in a semi-circle with Nilanjana at the center. She stood there with her hands aching, but still in place at the back of her neck, her tits hurting like hell, but sticking out enticingly, waiting for her next tormentor to take his turn.

She felt like she was a toy – a sex toy – being passed around.

As Jo stepped up to her, he was rubbing his crotch. He had a good look at her tits and then went behind her.

He moved his hands on her hips, feeling their shape and then moved them to her ass and squeezed her ass cheeks. She had good hips and ass for her age, which, while being big enough to be sexy, were far from being fat.

Then he moved them to her narrow waist, stomach, under her arms, the sides of her tits and finally held her tits fully in the palms of his hands.

He stood close to her and she felt his dick on her back.

For a moment he just stood there and then said:

“You know Ustadji, I think you were mistaken about Kumkum’s tits not having enough bounce. I think they’d bounce beautifully. Can’t we check it out?”

Nilanjana had stiffened at the mention of her little sister’s name.

Now she screamed out, “No… please…”

Jo squeezed her tits hard – real hard - and said roughly, “shut up, randi……”

Ustadji: “OK – Vicky, play the video.”

Vicky clicked a remote and a large LCD TV on their side switched on. It was placed so that Nilanjana, as well as her tormentors could see it clearly. Vicky pressed another button to play the video.

The screen showed Kumkum’s bedroom at their home. She was facing directly into the camera, although obviously she didn’t know it was there. She thought she was just facing her mirror. She was wearing a tight t-shirt and tight fitting jeans.

Nilanjana said, “Oh, my god – how did you get…” but didn’t say anymore as the pressure on her tits increased.

Vicky replied her half asked question, “have you forgotten Randi bhabhi, that we’ve covered your house with hidden cameras? You’ve seen videos we made of you… did you think we’d leave out the chance to record your sexy sister?”

Vicky put the video in slow motion mode…….

They all stared in fascination as Kumkum slowly pulled the t-shirt over her head and dropped it. She stood there for a moment, admiring her own bra covered boobs, not realizing that several unknown men would also be admiring them pretty soon.

And she had no idea that only the slutty actions of her sister could prevent her future father-in-law from seeing the image that she was seeing in the mirror.

Jo lowered his crotch a little and adjusted his position, so that his prick fit in the crack of Nilanjana’s ass. Through the thin material of her panty and his pants, she could feel his hard dick become even harder, but right now her full attention was on the screen.

Kumkum’s bra was a very sexy one. It was obviously meant to look good rather than be a practical support for the breasts. It was made of some thin lacy material, with low cut cups that left more than half her creamy tits exposed. Even on the screen you could make out that the boobs were soft yet firm and the skin was creamy smooth.

Even though her nipples were covered, their outline could easily be seen. Everyone could see the outline of her medium sized areolas and the indentations made by her half erect nipples.

Jo continued to squeeze and massage Nilanjana’s tits, as he too stared at the screen in fascination, perhaps imagining that he was actually squeezing Kumkum’s tits instead…

On the screen Kumkum’s hands went to her waist, still in slow motion, as she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper, giving them the first glimse of her panties.

Then she leaned just a little forward, put her thumbs in the side waistband of her jeans and tried to pull them down. But they were a tight fit and wouldn’t go down easily. She had to lean forward a little more and wriggle her cute ass to get them to slip down past her hips.

She had a really sexy figure. She was slim, with a narrow waist. Her tits were just the right size and shape and obviously didn’t need much support from her bra. Her hips flared out just the right amount and as she wriggled her ass, everyone seemed to take collective deep breath.

As she leaned forward more and started to slip her jeans down, her panties started to come into view. They matched her bra, obviously part of a set, being lacy and thin.

Just as her crotch was about to get exposed, Vicky paused the video.

The image on the screen was amazingly exciting. You could see why Vicky had chosen to show this video and to pause at this place.

She had leaned forward sufficiently so that her boobs showed to the maximum. They were large, of course – just one size smaller than Nilanjana’s. They were also hanging forward, so that you could see that they had no sag at all and when freed from the confines of the bra, they would stand up proudly.

The top half of her panties could also be seen, though her crotch was just about covered by her jeans. From this angle, you couldn’t see much of her ass, but it was clear to all that when it was exposed, her ass would be just as sexy as the rest of her.

Everyone, including Nilanjana, were just staring at the screen – although her feelings were obviously very different from theirs.

She, of course, knew that Jo was getting very excited. A part of her mind had noticed that as Kumkum got more exposed, he was kneading her breasts faster and harder and his dick was rubbing around and pushing into the crack of her ass.

Suddenly, her attention was diverted from the screen to Jo. She felt his hands tighten around her boobs and felt his dick jerk against her ass.

Before she could realize what was happening, she heard Jo moan in pleasure,

“Aaahhh……….”, and felt something wet against her panty.

Everyone else also heard the moan which was followed almost immediately by the smell which told them that Jo had cum in his pants against Nilanjana’s ass.

This broke the tension that had built up during Kumkum’s strip show and everyone burst out laughing...

Vicky immediately told Rohit: “Didn’t I tell you Jo would be the first to cum?... you owe me 500 bucks……”

Rohit also grinned and replied, “I guess you’re an expert in guys well as girls…”

Jo stepped back. He was embarrassed – but only for a second. Then he also grinned good naturedly……..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Everyone laughed – even Jo. The tension that had built up during the whole attack on Nilanjana’s boobs was broken.


Nilanjana was expecting the fat man to step up next, but he seemed content to sit back and stroke his lund casually through his lungi, as he enjoyed the show.

She had no idea that he was to play a major role in the night’s “entertainment”.

Everyone stepped back. The guys made fresh drinks and sat down again. Jo went and washed up.

Even Nilanjana was permitted to put down her aching hands and use the bathroom. She was afraid to do so at first, fearing that they would find some way to humiliate her, but they left her alone. In fact, they told her to take her time and to get herself a cold drink in the kitchen and relax for a bit.

Of course, there was nothing kind-hearted about it. After all, they didn’t want her to faint in middle of the next act…….

In the meanwhile, they checked on Jamuna. She was still unconscious, but otherwise seemed OK. It was obvious that she would remain out for some more time and they could continue the entertainment with Nilanjana.

Nilanjana came back somewhat refreshed and feeling a little better. However, as she stepped into the lighted area in front of the men, where the cameras could get the best shot, she saw the frozen picture of her little sister Kumkum in her bra on the TV on one side and saw Vicky step forward towards her on the other, and she knew that the break was over….

Kumkum’s picture was a reminder to her that she had to do everything possible to protect her and she decided that she’ll do anything that she was told to do, no matter how humiliating, degrading or painful……..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Vicky stepped up to Nilanjana and without saying a word gestrured with his finger that she should get down on her hands and knees.


As she did so, he clipped a dog leash to a hook on the back of the dog collar she was wearing.

She had never quite forgotten about the collar, even though it had not figured in the entertainment so far. It was just tight enough to keep reminding her of her status as their slave and she’d known that somewhere along the line, they’d use it to humiliate her.

She made an attractive sight, this 30 year old woman, who had at one time been an ordinary housewife, but was now a sexy slut. She was on her hands and feet like a dog bitch, wearing nothing but panties, a dog collar and leash. Her big heavy boobs were hanging below her, wobbling slightly at each motion. Behind her narrow waist, her broad panty covered ass was sticking out sexily. Her panties showed a small stain where Jo’s cum had seeped through.

Vicky made a sound with his lips, as though he was actually calling a dog, and tugged at the leash, “come on, kutiya bhabhi…”

She winced at this new insult, but didn’t have time to think about it, as Vicky had already started walking towards where the men were seated on sofas and she had to scramble to keep up with him on her hands and knees, her boobs bouncing below her chest and her ass swinging, as she tried to move as fast as possible.

He stopped close to the fat man and pulled on the leash, so that she had to come very close to his legs.

“Randi Bhabhi, this is Choudhari Shivshankar. He is tonight’s chief guest and in fact, the sponsor for the whole evening.”

As she just kept looking down, he said, “Where are your manners randi bhabhi? - say Namaste to our guest…..”

“Nnn… Namaste…”, as she paused, she felt a tug on the leash… “mmm…. Namaste, mmm… maalik…….”

She looked up at him, really noticing him properly for the first time that evening. Till now she’d just thought that he must some friend of Ustadji – no one really important.

She saw a dark, fat and ugly man. He was partly bald and what hair he had, were grey. He was sitting relaxed in a silk kurta and lungi. He glanced down at her contemptuously. She could see authority and cruelty on his face.

“Choudhariji is a very big man in the city. He has lots of businesses in the city and lots of land all over the state. Don’t you think such a man deserves to be shown some respect?”

“Yyy… yes… maalik…”

“Good – then show your respects to him the way a randi dog bitch should… by licking his feet”.

She was stunned for a second, but then bent her face and approached his naked feet. As she got close she noticed that they were dirty and smelly and she felt nausea rising in her throat at the thought of licking them and hesitated for a moment.

But she thought of Kumkum, swallowed hard and got down to the disgusting task of licking Choudhariji’s dirty, smelly feet…

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana, swallowing all shame and dignity, started licking Choudhariji’s feet, but after only a few licks he put his foot on her face and pushed her away.


Vicky, “Oh, oh….. looks like you’re not able to keep our guest interested… now what do we do? Jamuna is not yet in any condition to entertain him. After all, he is our chief guest. We’re obliged to provide some entertainment for him. If you can’t keep him entertained, we’ll just have to see some more of Kumkum’s videos. We have several very interesting recordings of her…… even more interesting than what’s on the screen now.”

Nilanjana took a quick look at the scene frozen on the TV screen, of Kumkum in her bra, bending forward and about to take off her jeans.

“No… please… give me another chance… I’ll entertain him…”

“Well……, you can try…..”, Vicky said doubtfully.

Nilanjana sat up straight on her knees, although Vicky was still holding her on a leash and held up her boobs, offering them to Choudhariji…

“Oh, Choudhariji, wouldn’t you like to play with my boobs…….. see how sexy they are……”

Choudhariji just looked her without saying anything and without showing much interest…

“See how big and soft they are….” She continued, squeezing her boobs, “… and look how hard my nipples have become… wouldn’t you like to pinch them…” she said, tugging at her nipples, using her most seductive voice, although she was dying of shame inside…

“No !”, said Choudhariji, “I’ve seen the others play with them and they don’t interest me… they’re neither as big as Jamuna’s, nor as cute as Kumkum’s…”

Vicky gave a little tug on her leash, “well, randi bhabhi, don’t you have anything else you can offer our guest?”

Nilanjana, looking defeated, looked at him without understanding what he meant…

“… something on the other end ??...”

Nilanjana understood what he meant… “…. Oh…, my… my… p.. p.. pussy….”

and started to get up in order to take off her panty, but Vicky gave a sharp tug on the leash and caused her to topple over, making everyone laugh…

“Who gave you permission to get up or to take off your panty?” Vicky said sharply.

“but… but…”, she said, sitting up again…

“First you must get Choudhariji to agree that he’s interested in seeing your pussy ... otherwise we’ll just have to play another video of Kumkum… I think the one of her taking a bath has come out quite nicely…”

Nilanjana was becoming desperate, “Oh, Choudhariji, please take a look at my pussy…”

Vicky gave her a kick on her butt, making her topple over again, “How dare you use his name??? Don’t you know what you’re supposed to call him?”

Nilanjana sat up again, “Ji… ji… maa… maalik…”

Choudhariji, “Pussy? My English is not very good. What is it called in Hindi?”

“Maalik… maalik …. my…. … it’s my…. ch… choot… maalik…” she said her voice cracking out of shame and fear…

Choudhariji, “oh, you do know some nice words, eh? Let’s see which other words you know – that might be interesting…”

“first tell me what else do you call your… what did you say?... pussy? … and put your hand on it when you talk about it…”

She put her hand on her pussy, over the panty…

“…maalik, vagina?”

Everyone laughed at that, but waited for her to continue without saying anything…

“… cunt?...”

“OK – and what do you call those things you were offering me just now?”

She put her hands on her boobs, “my breasts, maalik… my boobs… my tits…”

“and in hindi?”

She had to think for a second, “… hmm… du du?...” she said hesitantly, not sure of it, but not being able to think of anything else…

“du du???” everyone started laughing…

She thought hard and remembered, “…mmm… Mammey ?....”

“Ha… ha… ha… Ok, I’ll accept that…”

“Now, what do you call this thing that’s making a tent in my lungi?” he asked as he leaned forward and stroked his dick, as he looked close at her face…

She hesitated, not wanting to say such words, but knowing she had no choice, “Maalik… it’s your… penis…”

but as she said it, she knew that’s not what they wanted to hear, so she continued,

“… your dick ?...”

A tug on the leash from Vicky told her that she better continue…

“… your prick?”

“And in Hindi?...”

“… l… l… lund…”, she said, “…l…l… lauda…”

everyone clapped at that, embarrassing her further…

Choudhariji said sarcastically, “boy, she’s a total randi… no decent woman would know such words….. he… he… he…”

“Well, surely you’re angy at us now… give us some gaalis… hindi gaalis….”

She sat stunned… she knew the words they wanted to hear, but couldn’t bring herself to say them…

Vicky, “Surely, a total randi like you must be know some gaalis… it will be entertaining to hear them…. Otherwise, we can always find other entertainment…”

“No… no… maalik…. Hmmm.. Bhenchod… hmmm… madarchod…”, as tears started to form at the corner of her eyes…

Everyone was laughing and clapping now…, except Choudhariji…

“… I don’t know any more…”, she said tearfully, although she did know more…

Vicky said, “come on…”, as he gave another tug on her leash…

“…mmm… bhonsadi ka… teri maa ki choot… teri maa ka bhonsada… hmmm… laude ke baal…”

At this finally even Choudhariji laughed and clapped, “Not bad… you’ve certainly proved yourself to be a total randi…”

“Wah! Wah!... OK – I just might think about getting entertained by you…..”

“Now, what was it you were offering to show me?”

“maalik… my… my… choot… maalik…”

Vicky, “not like that randi… get back on your hands and knees, like a bitch… stick out your ass, look up in his eyes and beg real hard...”

She got back into that humiliating position and looked at Choudhariji with pleading eyes…

“maalik… please look at my choot…” she begged…

“Ah, yes – you wanted me to see your choot…, right…”

“But why? Why would I want to see your choot?... I don’t think I’m interested…”

Nilanjana felt despair and two big tears dropped from her eyes. She had never imagined that she would feel chagrinned because a fat stranger refused to see her pussy…

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana was desperately trying to entertain Choudhariji by getting him to see her cunt, but he didn’t seem interested.


She had never imagined that she would feel chagrined because a fat stranger refused to see her pussy…

“Maalik…., please… please let me show you my choot…..”, Nilanjana begged in a desperate bid to prevent the showing of Kumkum’s videos…

“No… I know you are a total randi…, but I don’t think I want to see your choot…” replied Choudhariji, teasing her, “… why would I want to see your choot?”

“Maalik, please look at it… it’s very… mmm… very sexy…”

“hmmm… I don’t know…. What’s it like?”

“Maalik, it’s … mmm… cute… mmm… and juicy… it’s got nice fat lips… I’m sure you’ll enjoy it…”

Nilanjana tried her best to sound sincere and seductive… although she was dying of shame inside …

She had already showed her cunt to most of these people before and had many things done to it by them, so she was no longer ashamed to show her cunt… but trying to persuade this fat man to look at her cunt, begging him to look at it as though it was she who wanted to show it was another matter……

It was uncanny how these people could come up with new ways to humiliate her, just as she got used to something…

“Well… OK, I’ll see it…… if….. if… Ustadji agrees…” Choudhariji agreed with apparent reluctance.

Nilanjana was wondering whether she’ll now have to beg Ustadji…

However, Ustadji got up and came over and said,

“Since our chief guest has agreed to have a special viewing of this choot, we must first have it inaugurated at his hands…”

“Inaugurated???” Nilanjana couldn’t resist asking in surprise…

“Of course, randi – since you’ve described it as such a special piece… any work of art like that must be inaugurated before it’s viewed by the public…”

“OK, randi, turn around with your back to us, stay on your knees and put your head down on the floor and spread your legs… wide… wider…” instructed Ustadji… “Jo, get a pair of scissors.”

She seemed dazed by this new drama, as she quickly followed the instructions…

In this position, her ass was pointed up and her cunt, behind the panties was directly facing the audience….

“Choudhariji – you must give a speech before the inauguration……”

“Friends…”, Choudhariji started giving a mock speech like a Neta…, “I am honoured that you have chosen me to lay bare before you this beautiful piece of work…”

“We have heard the owner of this choot describe it as cute, juicy and sexy and I’m sure it will satisfy the desire raised in all of us by this description… God has created choots for only one purpose and I’m sure this randi’s choot, that we are about to see, will fulfill it’s purpose in the most lusty manner…..”

At this, all of them burst into applause and laughter and Choudhariji turned bent over the panty covered ass…

Nilanjana was burning with shame and was glad that they couldn’t see her tear covered face, as it was down on the floor.

“Jo, make sure your get some close-up shots… and point that light properly…” Vicky reminded Jo and in the process, reminded Nilanjana that the whole shameful episode was being recorded by several cameras and would surely be used to blackmail her further. She did not even consider the possibility of the recording being used commercially.

The light was adjusted so that the whole of her posterior was well illuminated… the twin mounds of her wide hips, raised beautifully, the panties pulled tight, the legs spread wide… The panties had run into the crack of her ass, showing the two globes separately, highlighting the crack of her ass. The shape of her cunt was clearly visible behind the panties…

She felt the cold steel on her soft skin as Choudhariji slowly inserted a blade of the scissors beneath the narrow band on right side and cut it off. Similarly he soon cut of the band on the left side. With the waist band now cut, the front of the panties fell down. The ruined panty rested on her butt with half the material hanging behind her, still covering her pussy from their view, held in place by the clench of the crack of her ass.

Choudhariji leaned forward and paused dramatically for a second with his hand on the panty and then with a single whipping motion pulled it away.

As the audience burst into another applause, Nilanjana was now totally exposed to the lusty eyes of the men, as well as the cameras….

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The audience burst into applause as Nilanjana’s cunt was formally inaugurated … She was once again fully naked in front of these men – all she was wearing now was a dog collar and leash…


Chaudhariji continued his speech,

“It is my pleasure to declare this randi choot open for public viewing and use… God made choots for only one purpose and I’m sure this choot and its owner will fulfill their destined purpose in a manner befitting a total randi… ”

There was more applause, as Nilanjana turned bright red with shame…

Vicky stepped back into his role as master of ceremony, “I now invite our chief guest to be the first one - tonight - to take a close look and share his observations…”

Choudhariji knelt down behind the kneeling woman and pretended to observe the cunt. “Hmmm… it certainly is a beautiful choot… she wasn’t kidding us when she said it’s sexy…”

Suddenly, Nilanjana felt his fingers stroke her pussy lips lightly… she shuddered even though she had been expecting it…

“It is soft…”,

she felt him pinch the lips hard, “… and the lips are fat…”,

she felt his finger slip just a little bit inside and move up and down,

“…and juicy…”, she was ashamed that in spite of (or perhaps because of) all the humiliation, her pussy was somewhat moist. Was she subconsciously enjoying all this, she wondered to herself…

“… perhaps there are just a few too many hair…” he said as he grabbed one of her pussy hair and pulled gently at first,

“…a little better maintenance would have been nice, but we can take care of it later, like this…” he said as he pulled hard and plucked the hair out from the root. It hurt like hell and she had to bite her lips to keep from crying out, as she heard more applause…

Choudhariji stood up and Vicky invited the others to come for a viewing. They all played with her pussy, pinching her lips and clit hard and pulling out some hair. She had to struggle to keep from crying out, as her pussy was thoroughly abused…

Ustadji stepped forward once more and asked her to lift up her head and get back on her hands and feet and turn around and face them…

“Now that you open for use by your public, which hole of yours do you think should be used first?”, he asked…

Nilanjana didn’t understand what he meant and just stared up at him.

He was standing in front of her, the tent in his lungi right in front of her eyes. He gave her a light slap and said sarcastically, “Are you also stupid, in addition to being a randi?”

“You have three holes that can be fucked, don’t you? Well, I’m asking you which hole should be fucked first……”

Nilanjana thought quickly and gave the answer she thought he’d want to hear…

“Maalik, please… I think my … my… cunt should be fucked first…”

The answer was met with a hard slap, that nearly toppled her over.

“Wrong answer, bitch… , try again…”

She couldn’t bear the thought of being fucked in her tender asshole…

“Please, maalik… fuck me in my mouth…” she tried, but once again she got a hard slap on the other cheek…

She bit her lips and stammered out what she thought was the correct answer…

“Maalik… please… please…. Fuck me… in… in… my… ass…”

To her surprise, she got slapped again, harder than before and toppled over.

“Wrong answer again, bitch…” she heard as she felt Vicky pull on the leash, which made her scramble back on to her hands and feet. She looked up at Ustadji dumbly, not knowing what to do… how could all 3 answers be wrong?

“Do you want to know…” SLAP, “… the correct answer?...” SLAP, “… Or should I just…” SLAP,”… go on slapping you”, he said while delivering 3-4 more slaps…

“Please tell me the correct answer, maalik…”

“Lick my feet first, if you want me to tell you something you should already know…”

She quickly bent her head down and started licking his smelly feet.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up sharply and bent forward so that his eyes were level with hers.

“The correct answer is – please fuck me in any hole, at any time and in any place for as long as you want… GOT IT?”

She just nodded. She couldn’t say anything as her voice choked and tears started streaming down her cheeks…

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana was naked on her hands and feet, Vicky holding her by the leash and with Ustadji bending over her, pulling her face up by her hair, to look into her eyes …


“Now SAY IT…”

Nilanjana trembled at the ruthlessness in his voice, as she repeated,

“Maalik, please fuck me in any hole…, at any time and in any place… for as long as you want…”

“That’s more like it… now you’re a true and total randi…..”, he said harshly, “Say it, what are you?...”

“I’m a… a… true… and … and… total… randi…” she said, tears streaming down her face, which only seemed to excite the guys….

“And what would you like us to do with you?...”

“… I…. I… I would like you to… to… fuck me in any hole…, at any time and in any place for … for… as long as you want…”

“spoken like a true randi……”

“Well, since Choudhariji is our chief guest, he, of course, has the first choice of what to do…”

Choudhariji stepped forward and stopped in front of her, the tent in his lungi very obvious…

“Take off his lungi…”

She reached up and pulled down his lungi and his lund sprang free… He stood in front of her, his large lund standing proudly erect in her face…

“Now, if you really want him to fuck you, you must first describe and praise his lund…”

“… oh… oh…” she was stuck for a while, but she knew that she had no choice and also that she had better make it good ans slutty…

“Oh, maalik, you have a wonderful… mmm…. Wonderful … mmm… lund…”

She reached up with one hand to stroke it gently, “it’s so… so… big… and… and… so thick… so… so… hard… ”

She tried to think quickly of more interesting things to say, but it was difficult…

“… oh, maalik, I can’t wait for it to … to… to… fill all… my… my… holes…” she managed to say in her most slutty voice, which contrasted drastically with the tears on her face…

Choudhariji spoke up, almost in a bored voice, “Well, randi… if you really want it so badly, I guess I can let you have it…, but where?... hmmm…”

“I guess since I inaugurated your pretty choot, perhaps I’ll start with it…” he said as he moved around her and kneeled behind her and lined up his lund with her choot and prepared to plunge in…..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana was doing all she could do to protect her sister from the clutches of these villains... as she lay on her all fours, baring her womanhood in front of so many men…


Till about 2 days back – although it seemed a lifetime ago - she had exposed herself to only one man in her life.. her husband.. but last two days had broken her.. she was shattered inside.. she did not remember how many men had seen her naked.. she did not even remember in how many different ways these men had used and abused her once so private parts and body... and worse than all of that – the many different ways they’d humiliated her, making her into a total randi…

She deemed it ok for her sister to mistrust her… she could not even share her grief with her… so long as she was safe from these monsters…

And she was getting bullied by another lady.. whom she hated.. if that was not bad enough, the very fact that her husband, a man whom she loved and had trusted, was now sharing her bed ... the wife in her was completly shattered and felt alone as was the woman in her… she knew there was no one she could turn to for help or support…

She closed her eyes as the clock struck 11.. ting ting ting ting.....

Meanwhile Kumkum sat alone, depressed, in her room at her sister’s apartment.. she was in her shabby clothes which looked as though she had been wearing them for days... she had come back to patch up with her sister and also expected sid, her jija, to be back from the tour…

She wondered if she was the bride-to-be for the engagement function in just a few days... sitting alone, and trying to avoid the neighbours... all the patch up mood had evaporated.. she tried Nilanjana's phone, but it was switched off.. so was Siddarth's.. she was almost in tears when the phone rang... it was Rahul, her fiancé... she rubbed her eyes dry and tried to sound normal as she went into the chat, although she knew she couldn’t share what was bothering her, even with him…

In the meanwhile, Siddarth had just woken up in Asma’s bed and was taking bed tea. He was feeling a heavy headed after taking too much alcohol with Asma last evening… He wanted to hurry home but Asma cajoled him into staying for another day... he agreed as she told him that she had requested somebody in the office to convey the same to Nilanjana…

Little did he know that Nilanjana had no idea about him and was still expecting him back that day and was serving her new masters on all fours as the thick dick, of a stranger was aligned to enter into her womanhood…

For a fleeting moment Nilanjana wondered what Sid would think when he came home and found her missing… and where her sister was and whether she’ll be able to keep protecting her…

Then her mind snapped back to the present, as she felt Choudhariji grab her hips and felt the tip of his dick touch the outer lips of her pussy…

And at the same time she saw another naked dick move in front of her face, blocking her view of the frozen image on the TV of Kumkum in her bra and taking off her panty…

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Just as she felt Choudhariji grab her hips from behind, Nilanjana saw another naked dick in front of her face. She didn’t even have an opportunity to see whose it was, as she felt him grab her hair tightly and move her face onto the dick… not that it mattered to her who it was…


She felt a stabbing pain in her cunt, as Choudhariji pushed his thick dick in her cunt. Her pussy was tight and completely dry, but that didn’t seem to bother him – he just pushed hard and had his dick fully embedded in her in just two hard strokes and he started thrusting in and out slowly - slapping her ass at every in-stroke.

It felt as if her pussy was being torn to pieces, but as she screamed out at this invasion, the man in front of her pushed his dick in her open mouth, almost all the way to the opening of her throat and she heard Ustadji’s voice tell her, “you better suck good, randi and I better not feel your teeth…”

Her pussy felt as though it was being rubbed with sandpaper, but she tried to ignore the pain in her pussy and concentrated on sucking Ustadji. She had not had much experience in this – in fact until two days ago she’d had no experience in giving a blowjob. She had always refused to take her husband’s dick in her mouth, considering it a disgusting act.

But she knew that she had to keep Ustadji happy and tried her best to suck him as best as she could…

Obviously, it was not good enough in the beginning - all she could think of was to move her mouth up and down on his dick and Ustadji had to shout at her…

“Are you a machine – just moving up and down? You’re supposed to suck it… suck it… use your tongue, randi bitch…” he said, as he twisted her hair in his grip and pulled them hard…

She did feel like a fuck-machine, but she tried to use a combination of her lips, mouth and tongue to create a strong suction, at the same time moving his dick in and out of her mouth. Soon the whore that’s inside every woman enabled her to figure out the technique and Ustadji started grunting in pleasure…

At the same time, Choudhariji was pistoning in and out of her cunt. By now her cunt had lubricated a bit naturally and had expanded to accommodate his dick and the pain had reduced somewhat. He was fucking her slowly, taking his time with each stroke, but driving his big dick hard all the way to the root each time. It felt as though he was stabbing her all the way to her stomach and tearing her apart at the same time.

At the same time, he was playing with her soft bottom. He was pinching it and slapping it hard every now and then, enjoying the sound it made.

Now, he changed his tune. He stopped moving and said, “Hey, randi – am I supposed to do all the work here? What are you - a cunt or a piece of log? Start fucking me back…..”

Nilanjana understood and started pushing her cunt back and forth on his dick, as he stood relaxed behing her on his knees…

So, Nilanjana not only had make a good job of sucking Ustadji, she also had to move her ass back and forth to give a good fucking to Choudhariji..

“Ya… that’s more like it… move it faster, bitch…” Choudhariji said, as he slapped the two globes of her ass alternately…

As she settled down in this rhythm, she felt two bodies kneel down next to her on either side and start squeezing her boobs and pulling and pinching her nipples. Once in a while a hand would also slide under her belly to her cunt and pinch and pull her clit…

She didn’t know, or care, who it was… All that mattered was that she was now being attacked from all sides…

To add insult to injury, Ustadji and Choudhariji started chatting about her…

Ustadji said, “Well, Choudhariji, is this randi giving you a good fuck?”

Choudhariji replied, “Oh, yeah – in the beginning she was like a piece of log with a hole, but now she’s giving me a good fuck. How about you?”

“Same here – in the beginning she just didn’t seem to know how to suck, but now she has figured it out and is doing a good job…”

“Do you know, Choudhariji, that she’d never had a dick in her mouth – not even her husband’s - until we started training her a couple of days ago??? No wonder he had to take Asma as his mistress… He he he…”

“Yeah – poor fellow. What a waste of all these years… but it must be his fault, you know. He must not have known how to bring out the whore inside her…”

“True – I bet he treated her with love and kindness… You know, there’s a randi inside even the most sidha-saada woman – you just have to slap her around a bit to bring her out…”

“Yes – look at this one… used to be the perfect bharatiya naari and now she is the perfect bharatiya randi.. ha… ha… ha…”

Nilanjana felt like she was dying inside. They were talking about her as if she wasn’t there and that it was just some maching sucking and fucking them… And the references to Sid and Asma made her fume inside and at the same time she was ashamed and humiliated as she recognized that there was some truth in what they were saying and that under their treatement she really had started behaving like an expert randi…

But she had no choice but to keep her feelings to herself – in fact to completely ignore them – and to keep doing her job of sucking and fucking to the best of her newly found abilities…

She was surprised when they both pulled out together, but she heard Ustadji say, “Let’s exchange places…”

She heard them walk around her and settle down at her opposite ends…

Then, Ustadji asked Jo for a tube of Vaseline. As she took Choudhariji’s dick in her mouth, she wondered why he needed Vaseline – after all her cunt was well lubricated by now…

She found out soon enough, as she felt a finger rub a sticky gel on her asshole…

She screamed around Choudhariji’s dick, “NOooooo…..”

[Ramesh_Rocky]

As Choudhariji pushed his dick in Nilanjana’s mouth, she felt Ustadji squeeze a gob of Vaseline on her anus and she knew he was going to fuck her in the ass…..


“NOOooooo……” She screamed around Choudhariji’s dick. She couldn’t think of a more vile disgusting act – and more importantly, she knew his big cock would tear out her already damaged and brutalized asshole.

She was immediately rewarded by a hard slap on her cheek and another on her asscheek.

“Shut up, randi and start sucking….” Choudhariji shouted at her.

As she was about to do so, Ustadji told her, “... and while you do that, smear this Vaseline around and in your asshole with your left hand…”

She froze in surprise at this…

“Well, you don’t think I’m going to dirty MY hand in YOUR ass, do you? Just to ease YOUR pain? If you don’t like the idea, it’s OK with me. It’ll be even more fun for me to bugger you without lubrication…”

She quickly recovered her senses. She grabbed Choudhariji’s leg for support with her right hand and reached behind with her left hand to her ass and started smearing the Vaseline around the rim of her hole.

“Shove your fingers inside, if you want the Vaseline to have any effect….. and keep sucking…..”

So, Nilanjana continued to suck Choudhariji’s dick, and at the same time pushed as much Vaseline as possible with two fingers inside her ass.

In a few seconds, Ustadji got impatient and pushed her hand away and got ready to bugger her….

Choudhariji pulled his dick out of her mouth and pulled up her face with her hair, and looked down at her face, as he wanted to see the expression on her face…

Ustadji didn’t bother to say anything. He just put the head of his dick on the entrance to her ass and started to push. In spite of the Vaseline and even though she’d taken a few things up her ass recently, her asshole had closed tight and it started hurting as he applied more pressure.

Slowly Ustadji’s massive organ started inching into her anus… Within some seconds, her anus stretched completely… Ustadji kept pushing his organ into her virgin hole. It simply would not go inside due to its large size. He started applying pressure… It started paining her more and more…

Nilanjana, the housewife turned whore, started sweating and bearing the pain. She clung to Choudhariji’s legs, as he looked down at her face, enjoying the expression on it...

Now Ustadji started ferociously pushing his organ with a mighty force into her and its head finally slipped past the ring of the anus. She thought that she would split up. She started screaming and sobbing loudly, as the men enjoyed the scene… He then started thrusting it more forcefully and slowly it started sinking in her…

She was now totally screaming with pain and crying. Her anus felt as if some one was splitting it up. Finally Ustadji rammed the balance of his organ into her fully. It went in upto the root.

She screamed out loudly for one last time… She was tired and sweating and tried to hang down her head, but Choudhariji was holding it up with her hair, enjoying the expressions on her face….

Now he pointed her head back to his dick and said, “OK, randi – the drama is over, now get back to your job of sucking me…..”

Her ass was still pulled wide around Ustadji’s dick and hurting like hell, but she had no choice but to start sucking again…

The other guys also started mauling her boobs again, but she hardly even noticed it…

Ustadji kept his organ motionless into her, allowing her body and her anus to adjust to its massive size. The pain slowly seemed to start subsiding after a couple of minutes… Slowly he started moving his organ in and out of her tight, virgin anus... he was getting a great deal of pleasure both physically and psychologically…

He started moving faster and faster and also started slapping her buttcheeks in rhytm with his thrusts, just as Choudhariji told her also to suck faster... Now with his passion climbing upto peak levels, he was virtually ramming his organ into Nilanjana’s anus, while she was sucking Choudhariji equally fast – doing her best to ignore the pain in her behind…

Soon, both Choudhariji and Ustadji started panting heavily, indicating that they were ready to come….

Choudhariji slapped her face, just to get her attention and told her, “you better swallow every drop when I come, understand?? If even one drop spills down.....” She just nodded and continued to suck. At another time, she would have considered this disgusting, but now it seemed a very small thing…..

Choudhariji and Ustadji looked at each other and timed their spurts perfectly – each starting to come at the same time… Just as she felt Ustadji release a massive amount of cum in her ass, Choudhariji released several huge spurts to fill her mouth and she struggled to swallow it as fast as it came, desperate not let any of it spill out…

Finally, they were both spent. They pulled away and dropped on the sofas, exhausted…

Nilanjana just fell to the ground, curled up and sobbing … they just left her alone there for a bit to recover…..