Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

 
The beautiful morning was full with bright sunlight, sweet sea breeze and cacophony of the happy students. Busy with playing beach volley, building sand castles and maybe just running around in fun.
Afar from them stood Sumi.
Depressed and not knowing what to do, she stood like a clumsy doll.
Madhu was awake when she returned post mid night, and was reading a book.
Upon Sumi entering, she closed the book and went to sleep. She didn't speak a word in the morning too. Sumi, herself too, couldn't have the courage to speak up to Madhu about her vulnerability and why she was bound to go out at night, dressed up.
The little girl's whole body shivers in utter dirt remembering the previous night.
It was one of the few hours she won't forget ever in her life, Sumi thinks.
Not that she had visualized the perversion of Shukla before, but she never expected Shukla like this !
Shukla was literally trembling and shivering as Sumi entered in his cabin.
Coy and submissive as she stood,Shukla ogled her with bursting eyes.
Making rounds against the young girl and ogling her.
Shukla made Sumi strip next, and followed by making her do squats holding her ears, in which he would hold one plait in his hand.
Shukla wraps Sumi's half done plait around his erected manhood, as the little girl keeps on squat.
Sumi's whole body jitters in disgust as the metro brushes on her cheek during the excersice. The gushy smells feels her almost to puke but she holds it hard.
Shukla continued with his favorite games with his personal moll.
What surprised Sumi was Shukla slipping out a piece of paper on which he has listed what he wants to do with her. Shukla marks the designated ideas and keeps on venturing new and old games of sickness on the little girl.
However, as luck would have it, Shukla made a mistake.
He has much too far with his foreplay with the little girl and so when the time came to enjoy her full and final, the shivering and fuming Shukla shoots out just as his metro touches the little girl's velvet crouch.
Shukla couldn't believe his luck ! He feels humiliated, helpless and spent-fire at the same time. He looks at the little girl, beneath him, who is looking at him with bursting eyes.
Shukla's frustration slams his head and he slaps the little girl hard, "bastard bitch..." and recovers himself, panting from her.
"Get..get lost...Sumi..." Shukla says in a helpless angry tone.
Sumi had got up, and was actually thinking how to clean the load of semen from her crouch before dressing up.
Shukla, throws a towel at her and Sumi instantly wipes it and dresss up. She feels blessed to get off from Shukla without getting penetrated by him.
Sumi dresses up fast, she does not wants Shukla to have his mind changed.
Sumi dresses up hurriedly and saying a faint good night walks to the door as Shukla speaks up.
"Sumi..."
"Ji...ji sir..." Sumi turns around.
"the bus will leave tomorrow at 4 PM... right ?"
"yes sir..."
"I will go by my car... we will leave at 5 30 ... right ?" Shukla smiles.
Sumi looks up to Shukla, embarrassed and not knowing what to say but slides her head and leaves.
"Wah... headgirl yaha akeli chhup ke samundar dekh rahi hai ..." Sumi gets back from her thoughts and gets flabbergasted to see Raj, Manish, Ed, Salim and Sam around her.
"Err..main..yuhi... bas ..." Sumi tries to smile and makes a move.
"Kaha ja rahi hai ..." Salim blocks the way.
Sumi suddenly feels the shiver, "mmmujhe..mujhe jana hai Salim..please...janey do,..."
"Sumi we are going to collect woods for todays afternoon pot cooking... tu bhi chal.." Raj says.
Sumi gets more surprised and startles, "main..main kya karoongi !"
"Chal na yaar... please..why are you being like this ? Yeah samnewal jungle main to jayenge aur laut ayenge.. you can also carry some woods..." Ed smiles.
Sumi however gets a bit relived with Ed's word and suddenly thinks, if she is around with her classmates, there is a chance of slipping off Shukla's clutch and go in the bus.
Sumi smiles up, "Ok..chalo..." and the six walks to the nearby jungle.
After walking about fifteen minutes in the jungle Raj abruptly stops in front of a tree.
"Yehi spot hai na Manish ?" he asks in which Manish nods.
Sam was being restless and lifts Sumi's skirt from back.
Sumi turns back in surprise and fear, "what the hell...Sam..."
Manish grabs the little girl and turns her around rudely,"shhhh... not a word randi...chal...utar..." Sumi shivers with Manishes tone and right then feels Salim and Sam holding her hands tight as Ed closes his hand over her chest.
Manish pushes a handkerchief in the mouth of the girl.
Ed places his hands on the little girl's bosom and presses with a grin.
Sumi's bursting eyes had hatred of being cheated and humiliated like this, as Ed twists her bosom hard. Warm water of rage rolls down from Sumi's cheek.
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Sumi bangs her head and rubs her face in helpless rage on the hard, grass-less earth. Knowing it is useless, he tries in vein to give a pull to her tied hands at back, to free them. No, they are tied strong as ship rigs, tying her wrists at back and her folded legs.
The five guys stripped her, tied her up and loosened their hands over her soft young body. Helpless and tied, the little girl was being groped and pushed to the other, who stood in circles.
It clearly showed more of fun than lust. Sumi, feeling horrible tries to bend her torso to hide her crouch at least from her classmates. But that only evoked more fun.
Manish pulls Sumi's torso up, by her open hair, giggling, "kal raat bahoooot sexy lagi thi tu Sumi..."
Salim runs his fingers down the velvet crouch, "and your stripping and maneuvers too..."
Sumi nods her head in disapproval as Ed comes near and whisper, "we have a little video footage of your sexcapedes last night...."
Sumi looks at Ed in bursting eyes and prepares herself for getting laid by her five classmates but at her dismay they do not mate her.
Sam pushes the girl over a bush and Sumi falls on the ground, losing balance and they leave giggling.
A strange fear covers Sumi as tries to make gestures and blunt sounds to open her up but they have left. Sumi rages and cries in vain. She looks at the way her classmates had left, expecting them to come back but none came.
Insects and ants were pricking the little girl's soft body and she bangs her head in despair and anger. Right then a sound of giggles follows the footsteps. Sumi looks up and her vaporized eyes could make out it was Ed. He was back in twenty minutes, though originally their plan was to keep her so for half an hour.
That's what Rajiv requested his friends too.
In a gloomy, shabby, damp room, over a clumsy bed sat an elated old woman. Her dresses and makeup still on, marking the quality time she had spend. Especially, the glowing face of an old hag. Somehow, Dolly seemed have gone younger by several years.
She sat on the bed, facing the wall, with a faint smile on her face, as if she was watching something with a feel good factor.
So much engrossed was the woman, that she didn't noticed Rajiv coming in.
"Where is your daughter ?..." Rajiv chuckles.
Dolly looks up and smiles and in a motherly tone says, "she's not back from the camp... but don't you know that beta ?" smiling . For a moment she had forgotten what Rajiv and her actual relation is.
Rajiv looks at the decked up old hag and whispers, "yesss... I know, she is in bus and will be here in an hour... so..."
"so?"... Dolly repeats innocent, "sit na...chai piyoge ?"
Rajiv was truly maddened by this kind of benevolence and grabs the old woman by her hair and slaps her hard, "kutti ... tujhe chodunga... " and pushes her flat on the bed and rides over her.
Dolly's elation seemed to overcome and pass off the painful and humiliating sex.
Rajiv literally tortured and unleash his stored anger of being not getting to use her on that fateful night erupted.
Not only slapping and pinching the old woman of her mother's age and relation too, Rajiv somehow is not pleased even after releasing his load in the old woman's cunt, he gets up and starts kicking and rubbing his right foot over the old woman's face.
Dolly laid straight, her eyes afar and pleasant faced.
A huffing Rajiv leaves and Dolly lays straight like that.
A devastated Sumi comes back home. While being freed by Ed,she came to know it was all for Rajiv's request and they just followed a friend's request.
A bitter Sumi couldn't resist herself from asking Ed that once Ed proclaimed her as friend too.
Ed smiles mysteriously and said, it was the reason her came back ten minutes early.
As Sumi enters the room, watching her mother, she understood and in a dry voice asks, "Mom, Rajiv aya tha ?".
Dolly springs up now. It seemed she was awaiting this moment for long.
Dolly gets up from the bed, rushing to her daughter, ignoring her dropping attires and hug her, "beti ! our days of this nasty life is over...." and breaks into cry.
A cry of happiness, uncontrollable as the confused little girl holds her semi naked mother and stands confused.
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Sumi writhes up in the sharp, hard poke of index finger in her belly side and looks back at Rajiv. "Khadi kyun hai ?...us side chal... " pointing to a unoccupied bush.
Sumi, was so much in dismay and was in a truly confused vulnerable state.
She couldn't make out much of her mother's burbling, mixed with sobs and hiccups, but whatever she could understand was giving her a cold feet.
Between this confusion, Rajiv had returned again, and shamelessly asks for Sumi to go out with him.
Sumi was feeling strange being with Rajiv today. After the morning's incidence, Sumi was feeling aghast. Rajiv even planned to get get molested and strip bound her by his friends. How could he plan so sick every time ? Sumi remembers Rajiv promising her that Dinesh sir was a different case, but he will not share her with others.
Sumi felt like crying, more, when she, without spending a word follows Rajiv like a slave. She does not know why, but still, she knows, she will have to do and accept whatever Rajiv says.
Rajiv had got her to his favorite spot, the lover's park.
Once named after a famous person, the park is now infamous for the behind bush activities.
Sumi looks to Rajiv, like a submissive animal and slowly walks to the bush and sits, awaiting Rajiv's further instructions.
Rajiv, who had satiated his lust upon the little girl's old mother a couple of hour's back, was in no hurry.
He stretches his legs and places his hand on Sumi's shoulder cordially and whispers, "so Sumi,... what are you thinking so deeply ?"
Sumi looks up at Rajiv. What would she say ? Her head was reeling with various thoughts and questions.
The things she did the previous night with Shukla sir and it's video that Ed claims to have. Does Rajiv have it too ?
The way she was stripped, molested and tied for several minutes in the jungle by Rajiv's friends and that too on his instruction.
And, of course her mother's burbling.
What would she say among these ? The little girl was utterly confused.
But Rajiv had something else in mind and he came up with a question to the unguarded Sumi, " do you love me Sumi ?"
Sumi gets startled by this question, in this situation and nods her head and tries to tell a lot, but however can only whisper out,"yes... yes Rajiv, I love you very...".
Before she could complete Rajiv continues, "You miss me too...when I am not around ?" . Sumi nods her head normally, accepting that she misses Rajiv.
"So, when you miss me or think about me, you must be getting wet too... isn't it Sumi ?" Rajiv whispers. Sumi looks up, not exactly knowing which way Rajiv is leading to now.
"Slip down your panty Sumi, I want to finger you... and want to see, how long my touch takes to excite you up..." Rajiv chuckles.
Sumi's cow like eyes gets bigger in shame and surprise for a second but placing her palm over the ground, she raises her heavy back and slips out her weary underwear and rolling it takes it off and sits silently beside Rajiv.
It was almost dark, and only few couples were around. It however seemed, all of them were not really couples and have some business deals too happening in the park behind the bushes. Sumi felt like one of those hired girl who sell themselves behind the bushes in public for some few bucks.
Rajiv takes a glance at his watch. Sumi knew, this is not a love making from Rajiv's side but rather a test for her. A test where she needs to prove her love to Rajiv.
Rajiv showed no softness as his fingers grabbed up the little girl's genital under skirt.
Sumi shivers up and sits up straight as Rajiv's regardless fingers poked and rubbed her velvet crouch mercilessly.
Rajiv inserts his index finger, without allowing a moment of recess following by his middle finger. The little girl tries to manage the two fingers in her paper dry cunt.
Rajiv, with the other hand gropes and mauls Sumi's left tit with his left hand, over her shoulder. Sumi crouches in pain, but doesn't make a sound. It would only attract other people.
Rajiv keeps on rubbing his fingers mercilessly inside Sumi's cunt and whispering swear words to Sumi and Dolly was also not spared. Sumi tried hard, but her cunt wouldn't get wet, unlike her eyes.
Rajiv grunts and gets mad, poking the little girl inside her cunt, "kiske barey main soch rahi hai re randi ki beti randi ? Shukla sir ? bhut masti ki hogi kal raat, hai na ?"
Sumi shivers and a faint question aries,"so, Rajiv did not see any video ? it's all bluff ?" Rajiv goes on, "phir to teri..." and grabs the girl by her hair and tugs her head backwards, pulling her by her single pony.
It too some fifteen minutes to get Sumi hardly get a sticky feel in her cunt and Rajiv mockingly pulls his finger out and wipes it in Sumi's skirt.
Rajiv gets up and Sumi follows but only trying to find her panty in the dark ground.
Rajiv straightens her up again by a rude pull, "kya dhund rahi hai ..."
Sumi softly says,"my...my panty...just a minute Rajiv please..."
"Fuck your panty Sumi... chal... I'm getting late.."
Sumi, trying to free her pleads, "please Rajiv, how can I go without... please...".
The plead made Rajiv stoke up in nasty lust and Rajiv pulls the girl closer and giggles, "kyun ? that will make things easier for you, na Sumi ? Waise bhi, people are seeing your chut too much...".
Sumi feels hard slapped over her face and follows Rajiv without a word.
Rajiv was in a particularly good mood with further plans ahead.
Just as they were about to board Rajiv's bike, a very known black SUV stops by.
"Having a gala time Rajiv..." Dinesh smiles and asks completely ignoring Sumi.
Sumi was freezed seeing Dinesh and tried to hide as much behind Rajiv as possible.
Sumi could not hear the conversation but only the last words of Dinesh, "stack her into my car..." and Sumi's knees shook as Rajiv turns to her and asks her to get in.
Dinesh had slided inside, making room for Sumi.
Sumi, like a robot gets inside without speaking a word and sit mechanically.
Dinesh too didn't spend a word.
Each time Sumi expected Dinesh to say or do something, but Dinesh seemed to be more interested in the city streets through the lightly tinted glasses.
Sumi, without a word followed Dinesh to his suite.
Dinesh eases himself on the sofa, sipping the beer looks at the girl in front of her, " why are you always so messy and unwanted in appearance Sumi ? any special reason ? ".
Sumi looks at herself and can't reply. She was indeed in a old long skirt and top, with crush marks over the top. Her hair half opened, and the pony holder pulled down to middle, she exactly looked used and handled with her dresses on.
"You are so repelling Sumi ... such a cow you are ..." Dinesh spurts out each word with dirt and mockery.
The little girl's eyes sparkle up and she looks up,"you know that well sir... and I know that too... is this a reminder that you have got me here ?"
Dinesh giggles loud, "aha ! my sweet little cow is speaking up..." slowly walking to
the girl.
Sumi feels eerie, not knowing the reason Dinesh got her here. It was truly not Rajiv's plan and he didn't knew a bit of it it seemed.
Sumi trembles in fear as Dinesh stands close watching her.
"So, what maks you speak up so much Sumi ? Your new bright life ?... " Dinesh bursts in laughter as Sumi look up in disbelief and disappointment.
The nasty laughter of Dinesh bounced on the walls.
 
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[manigopal]

 
 
The light reflected on the shiny, creamy skin. The huge melons swung and shined up each corner of the hefty, shapeless body.
Dolly giggles and rolls her body sideways, slipping over the marble floor.
She had drenched her body with body oil before coming up to Rao on the first floor.
She took no chances now, at least for these days.
And for the fortune she is having, it's better to keep everyone happy rather antagonizing them, Dolly decided, more after confrontation with Siddu sir.
Dolly had specially prepared herself to the night for Rao. With her hair tied and rolled up into a french roll, she came up stark naked with shining body, drenched with oil.
Dolly then initiated a dance, or rather a choreograph, as Rao took it, but to normal people it would be some hilarious activity.
It was like a loose sack of meat, trying to move and roll herself but even with her hard work, hardly one can get aroused.
But, it was working for Rao. He was loving the way the old hag was rolling and twisting her body around. Exited, he throws the TV remote to Dolly, who chatches it like a trained fielder. Rubbing it over her oiled skin, Dolly inserts it in her vagina and masturbates with it, moaning loud.
Rao was pleased and Dolly was surprised herself, as she went on with her fake moan. She understood she was overdoing, but now there was no chance.
Dolly pulls out the remote and smiles at Rao like a sixteen year old girl.
"mujhe yeah nahi... aap chahiye..." Dolly speaks pouting her lips.
"Errr... it's getting late, I would better leave now sir..." Sumi tries to get up breaking the silence. Dinesh, who had been puffing a cigar and ogling at the girl silently till now waves his hand in disapproval.
"Sit down... what's the hurry about ? Rajiv is not going to fuck you tonight, I suppose ?..." Dinesh chuckles.
Sumi falls back to her position, with head low. Not understanding where it is taking her to.
"Anyone else you have in list to please tonight Sumi ?" Dinesh asks.
Sumi looks up sharp and in a bitter voice replies, " you know sir, girls like us are mere puppets in hands of people like you, Rajiv ... and we do give up ourselves, but it does not mean, we sell ourselves now and then..."
Dinesh looks at the little girl and laughs, "true... your trace of new life has changed you...".
A chilly shiver runs through Sumi.
"Errr... no ! No sir... nothing like that..."Sumi speaks up hastily as if to cover herself up. " Please tell me what to do... please..." Sumi could feel her legs shivering, she cursed herself for being rude to Dinesh.
"Sumi... what about our game ?...paying you for being naked ?" Dinesh smiles naughty.
"Err.. dinner sir ? without..I mean..." Sumi says in a red, embarrassed face.
"Ummm...I guess so..." Dinesh smiles a little, "but..."
Sumi stares with her cow look.
"I think, you should bath before... I feel like puking in your body odor..." he chuckles.
Sumi feels like being slapped over her face.Dinesh points at the bedroom.
"Use that bath...". Sumi nods and with her head down walks up.
"Wait..wait ..baby.." Dinesh giggles, "Take off your clothes here..."
Sumi looks at Dinesh, her ears are red in shame.
"Take off all your clothes...here..."
Sumi nods her head softly and pulls her top up.
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Sumi stares out of the huge window to the vast compound of the bungalow. Thirty six hours has passed but still she can not believe the change.
All of it happened so suddenly.
When her mother explained everything to the little girl, she was startled. Sumi couldn't believe what her mother was saying !
She wants to start a new life with someone ? And that too by marrying him ? And who is amicably happy to have Sumi as her step daughter !
She wouldn't have been so surprised even she had struck fortune.
Sumi couldn't talk for a few moments and then could only ask, "but...Mom...you are sure, he's going to marry you ?"
The old woman blushes like a teen, and bites her lips and shakes her head.
"Believe me beti, last two months I have been trying to surpass his feelings, but he is really, really serious ... and... believe me, it will change OUR life beti..."
Sumi didn't knew what to answer. But still tries to say, "lekin...you are not...matlab divorced..." to which Dolly impatiently waves her hand and says, "woh sab woh dekh lenge... beti...don't you worry...I..I just want to take ourselves out from this hell...".
Tears roll from Dolly's eye.
Being it some other time, Sumi would have hugged her mother and wiped her tears.
She calmly replies in a dry voice,"don't cry mom... carry on with your wish..." to which Dolly instantly looks up with an elated face.
Sumi was and is still confused. Though she didn't find anything to dislike Chopra, but was a bit taken back seeing him visibly younger than her mother.
Though much elder to to Sumi, Chopra indeed was some end of thirties, while Dolly was pretty older to him.
The gentle breeze shivers her body.
Sumi gains back her senses and looks around.
The huge, lovely room designated to her.
It was so different from the room of her given by Prasad sir.
Sumi ven found Chopra to be a nice gentle man. What relieved her that he was neither extra sweet nor indifferent to her. Chopra seemed well composed about Sumi, taking care of her needs but not acting too much too.
A giggle of a young girl takes Sumi's mind out. Her eyes searched the source and got struct to the pool.
The little girl couldn't believe her eyes !
The teen voice was none others than her own mother's, drooling in arms of Chopra!
Sumi shivered watching her mother. She tried hard to believe this wasn't her mother, but knew she couldn't lie her own eyes.
Sumi should have been happy seeing her mother giggling and smiling, but ...
Hardly clad in a skimpy string bikini and sporting two ponytails like a teen, her mother hugged Chopra with one hand and holding a beer bottle in the other.
Chopra was much eager to kiss her lips, but Dolly kept on rubbing her body against him shamelessly.
Sumi trembles like a leaf watching his mother dying to get out of her clothes and turns around and runs away from the window in terror.
Right then the mobile rings showing Rajiv's name.
Sumi stares at the mobile dumb.
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Dolly adjusts her huge gogo goggles adjusting her, looking outside the window. Nothing could pacify her throbbing heart and overtly tensed up state. She was so tensed up indeed, that her private parts were sweating even inside the AC cab and didn't notice the driver ogling her from long.
Chopra is out of the town for a couple of days and that's what made Dolly's situation in a mess.
Chopra had left this dawn, and Dolly had planned for a nice long sleep and then a leisurely chat with her daughter. In fact, Dolly longed for that situation. She knew Sumi hated her for some reasons, over years she had been initiating and using her as a tool, but this time she could talk with her daughter with head held up high.
She had earned her daughter a classy nice life.
But all changed with the call from Prasad. Prasad calls over Dolly to the office, knowing well that Chopra is out of the town.
However, Prasad didn't knew about the latest development of relation, only that Chopra is using Dolly constantly. Not that Prasad liked it much, but the amount of help it incurred kept him mum.
But he knew Chopra is out of the town for few days and so calls over the old hag. Why not ? She is being paid from his office anyway.
"Arrey waah... ! Tu to chamak rahi hai ? ..." Prasad smiles crude watching Dolly who smiles fade. She had tried her best to be in her normal looks to the office, in sheer saree, back cut blouse and side swept gelled bun. She looked indeed a mid aged trained slut today.
"Dolly... you have loads of work... and you are just fooling around..." Prasad whispers.
"Err...nnno..nooo sir... not at all... I ..I was with..." Dolly startles and Prasad rises his hand, "I know...you were with Chopra... that is fine... but why weren't you in office at 9 ? Why did I have to call you bastard ?" ... Prasad asks in a sugar coated voice.
"And as you know, we have several other people who needs to be taked care of by you are also being hampered... eh Dolly ? Do you have any idea about that ?" Prasad asks in a grunting voice.
The old woman now really shivered. She didn't knew how to react and what to do. Of course her whorish acts wouldn't please Chopra, but she can't speak about her latest relation with Chopra to Prasad right now.
"First, you will attend the guys from Kruddas Co. and then go to airport and receive our delegate from Osaka, ... and get in guest house, report me back in my farmhouse..." Prasad grins in a nasty way. "By the way, you will have enough time in between, and so drop to the Green View guest house, room no 504, Mr. Jha. A Government senior guy... so... " Prasad smiles. "Do you have anything to say ?"
Dolly nods a no and takes the chit of paper with the car no.
Her mind was blank. What did Prasad sir said, first Jha, then no,... first Kruddas co. ..." . Dolly tries hard to remind what are their dealing with the company but fearfully finds herself blank.
Sumi shivers up with the sound of bell.
The bell continued and she rushes down.
As she rushes through the stairs her waist aches, and she realize she was sitting by the window of her room the whole day, since her mother left in the morning, and now it was around eleven of night.
Opening the door Sumi finds Chopra standing who is a bit startled to see her and clearly expected her mother.
"You are awake ? " Chopra asks and Sumi puts her head down coy.
"Where is your mother ?" Chopra asks throwing the bag on the sofa in a relaxing mood.
"err..she..she is not at home..." Sumi startled and say and Chopra looks back to her instantly, "and when did she left ?" .
"Ji, in the morning, around ten..." Sumi answers.
"I see..." Chopra nods his head, "Well, I would order some food and go for bath. Can you please receive the food ?" " Chopra sounded tired.
"Ji I'm ordering, you go and get fresh..." Sumi says softly.
Chopra was really surprised when he comes out from his room, freshened.
The table was laid in a perfect way and with foods he liked.
Chopra gorges over the food and asks in a normal tone, "You had your dinner ?"
Sumi nods a no.
Chopra looks up, ceasing eating.
"Go and get you plate... right now..." Chopra says in a ordering tone.
The dinner was over in a silent way and Chopra somehow liked this girl. She was not overtly sexual like her mother, rather introvert but a nice human being.
Chopra watches Sumi as she clears the table.
His eyes follow as Sumi finishes and leaves bidding her good night.
Chopra watches as Sumi walks up to the first floor, to her room and calls her, "Sumi...want to watch a discovery DVD? I was about to watch it now ?"
Sumi waits for a second and smiles, "sure uncle... I will be back in a moment" and gets in her room.
Chopra sits down in the sofa, thinking how to manage his lie. He didn't have any discovery DVDs, rather some sexual content movies he planned to watch with Dolly.
What would he do ? Why did he lie ?
Right then Sumi appeared back on the corridor of the upper floor.
A sheer nighty, hair in a high pony and tied in a plait, a splitting image of her Dolly, but a prettier face and less used body, Sumi comes down briskly over the stairs as Chopra watches with a strange eye.
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Dolly balances herself holding the wall, for few moments. She eventually understands she would fall as she had no balance on her trembling legs. The old woman promptly squats and drops her ass to the floor preventing a fall. The old, much used woman pants for few minutes, trying to locate and pacify her throbbing heart and reeling head.
It was about four of the dawn and she needed to leave. Her plan of action was changed and she had to return to the guest house to the band of young delegates after pleasing the sticky old sarkari officer.
Not going into that groovy details, these sarkari officers always fantasize women their wife while using women like Dolly and bring out their years of dirt, fantasy and ...anger. Dolly generally hates to please these people, but these men again prefers older, used, loosened women like Dolly than young, hour glass figured girls.
Dolly served the delegates, who were actually happy to get the shameless woman back again. Dolly had showered her extreme shamelessness to the delegates in the morning. Just in the moment of getting in the guest house she took her saree off and escorted each to their room. She acted overtly flamboyant, shameless and seductive to the delegates. She sat between them with her peticoat raised till her thighs, allowing them to cuddle her thighs and pass queer sounds in reaction.
It needless to say that the delegates were quite happy to find her back in action.
Dolly lived up to their expectation. She had expressed herself as she used to, for one prefect reason. Prasad should not have any complain against her and any suspicion too .
The old woman dresses promptly, finding and gathering her attires from various corners of the guest house. Her head was blank and she had to find them hard in the darkness. Being a trained slut, she knew a corporate whore should leave unnoticed before the delegates get up from sleep. No one wishes to start a day seeing face of a fallen woman.
The cool breeze gushed on Dolly's face. Been it other time, she would have fallen asleep on her way to farm house. She was supposed to reach there last evening, and now the sky is getting clear. Her eyes were sleepless and she had only one thing in mind, when can she call off duty. Dolly wished the following two days to finish soon and Chopra to return from his tour.
Not knowing Chopra is already back, spending a sleepless night in his room,just beside to which her daughter is sleeping.
Sumi rushes down as the white SUV drives in the porch. The door is open before Chopra steps out of the car. Chopra was a bit surprised seeing Sumi's excitement which showed in his eyes, and Sumi read it too.
The little girl stands still, not sure what to do. Chopra smiles at Sumi and she smiles back too, fade and closes the door as Chopra gets in.
Dolly moans hard as the greedy hands moves all over her old, loose body. The false moans, the shrill yells and the shivers that she had been doing religiously for years in front of Prasad. Upon reaching the farmhouse Dolly had freshened herself in the out house meant for servants. Bathed, cleaned her used body from the callouses of the previous day and night.
Standing naked in the small, five by four feet bathroom, Dolly tears a shampoo sachet and rubs her hair. She rubs the small biscuit like soap all over her body so much that it gets thin like paper.
Dolly baths for an hour, soothing her mind and body. Trying to cope up with her revolting mind. She was no more a whore ! A woman who could be stripped and used anytime, anywhere and by anyone ! A woman whose pride and self respect was nothing but a zero ! Dolly is now being to be wife to a respectable, rich man.
A woman to whom these people will talk with respect and not use her sick.
Dolly wanted to give them a shock now. She wanted to act shameless to the core, letting them use her. And then, they will pay for it to her hubby, Tarun Chopra.
Dolly had giggled with tearful eyes as she stood naked in front of the small mirror and brushed her long wet hairs.
In a few moments, Dolly enters to the bungalow in the farmhouse complex, clad in a wet gamcha she found in that room, with her wet hair middle parted and combed smooth crossing her buttock.
A sight that caused gardeners and workers to stops for a second but Dolly walked possessed to the bungalow, straight to Prasad's room.
Sumi looked at the red sky. The sun had set and the sea seemed like on fire.
She sat with the ice cream on her hand. It was Chopra who asked her out, first went to shopping, buying some normal things and dresses for her and then to the water front to have ice cream.
The little girl felt so different today. Chopra is much different from all the people she had came across in her life. Even her father, who would stare lewd to her bare thighs in tape frock. Chopra got her normal but costly clothes. Clothes that a respectful girl wears with a lot of regular day to day staffs too.
Chopra was in a great mood and challenged Sumi for a competition in ice cream to which the young girl accepted giggling.
They both took the first cone and Sumi lost her mind seeing the sky and sea.
Will her life really change ? Is luck really smiling up on her ?
"Beta, I am almost done with my first cone, tune abhi tak ..." Chopra smiles.
Sumi comes back to her present. Yes, her days have changed.
She smiles broad, "I will finish before you..." and sets her tongue to the melting cone.
Right then a surprised voice makes her shiver up.
"Sumi...tu...? Yaha ? "
Sumi turns and freeze in panic.
 
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[manigopal]

Dolly falls back with a blunt sound with Prasad's push, after the ejaculation. Dolly, who was sitting on her knees, falls back like a dummy. In reality too, the old woman had hardly and strength left in her body. Thirty six hours have passed since she stepped into the farmhouse of Prasad and is being taken care by the usual office team of Prsad, Siddu, Mehta and Shah. In turn and in team, feasting and filling them with sumptuousness.
"Tera aashiqe to laut ayaa..." Prasad grins.
Dolly opens her eyes right away and struggles herself up. Her heart was beating.
"Ji... Ji sir ?" The old woman wanted to make herself clear.
Prasad yawns and says, "tera aashique, Chopra, kab ka aa gaya..." and giggles. "Ja...tujhe dhundta hoga..." and laughs as he gets up.
It was about eight of the morning and all four were preparing to push off.
Dolly hastily dbangs her saree and follows the four outside, thinking she would ask Prasad to drop her nearby and she will take a cab. She was feeling helpless and heart throbbing hard. Her mobile was charged off and she kept on thinking what Chopra will think. What will Sumi tell him? That she is not in home for last three days?
Dolly advances to Prasad's car, "Sir...aap kaha ja rahe hai...I mean, kis taraf please ? " . Prasad turns and raises his eyebrow, " I am going to office... and where do you intend to go Dolly ?"
Dolly feels stupefied, she has fallen in her trap, she knew she is supposed to say she would go to office and that she cannot utter herself that she has to rush to Chopra.
Prasad looks at her pale face and with sheer ignoring herself says, "well, you have no need to show up your ass in office today, you can go anywhere though..."
Dolly gulps and begs, "thank you, errr... I men, sir, would you please drop me near the flyover please ?"
Right then a sharp grab on her hair at back and a merciless tug shakes her.
"Kidhar janey ki plan hai re kutia rani?" Siddu asks holding her hair so hard that Dolly couldn't even turn her head.
"See you tomorrow sir..."Siddu grins at Prasad, who waves his hand and drives off in front of Dolly's eyes.
Siddu gives a merciless tug on the old woman's hair, "kya soch rahi hai... chal..." and he pushes Dolly hard.
Dolly falls on the ground, her head blank. She knew Siddu is in no mood to leave her now.
Slowly the old woman gets up from the dusty porch and looks at Siddu.
"Please,... kal..kar kar saktey hai hum... sir,..." Dolly pleads with a feeble voice though her desperation to leave wasn't hidden.
"Tujhe salary apne office se milte hai... Chopra se nahi... uske samne kal jake chut felana... and get in my car you idiot ... don’t stare at me..." Siddu grunts.
Dolly with her head down picks herself up and walks to the car, watching Shah and Patel driving off too.
Siddu was all quiet all through the journey to his apartment and so remained Dolly.
Her heart was beating hard and she was planning how fast she can complete her task with Siddu and rush to Chopra.
Thus, the first thing Dolly tried to do upon entering the apartment was to put her phone into charge.
Siddu who was pouring a drink first turned to her.
"What are you busy with?" Siddu asks and Dolly freezes
Siddu walks upon to her, watches and takes off the phone from charger silently and without any notice slaps Dolly's face hard.
The old woman falls on the floor with a blunt sound.
Siddu fuming with anger, zips down his trouser, pulls out his manhood and placing his one foot on Dolly's lower abdomen, starts pissing on the old woman's face and bust swinging the flow. With grim anger and hatred on his face Siddu hisses, “muh… muh khol…”.
Sumi's eyes were bursting out and her mouth and throat was full. She nods her head, with her mouth full as Dinesh holds a pastry in front of her mouth. Dinesh, with his patent smile, holds the little girl's neck hard and pushes the pastry on Sumi's mouth, pushing it in and smearing the rest over her lips and open mouth.
Sumi, who sat naked on Dinesh's lap, in two pony was still surrounded with loads of plate full of foods. Dinesh holds the glass of cider in front of Sumi's mouth, " drink some to gulp down..." but still holding her neck from back, tight.
Sumi knew she wouldn't be given water and drinking the ale is her only option.
She doesn't even have the liberty to nod her face properly but her eyes and cry-face would make one understand.
Dinesh gets the glass in front of Sumi's lips,"bottom's up...Sumi?" and pours the booze over the little girl's face and head making the girl shiver in shame and helplessness. The booze runs one the little girl's hair and face and naked body, as Dinesh watches in amusement.
Dinesh leaves Sumi's neck and grab her by her pony and pulls her down mercilessly from his lap to the sofa and pushing the little girl down sits on her face and shoving his erected manhood out pushes it in Sumi's food cramped open mouth, amongst the pastry and pizza.
Sumi's eye's bursts with fear and pain. Dinesh grabs both of her pony, pulling her face up, making her choke more on his manhood. Sumi tried to say she is choking but couldn't utter a word in her food and dick filled mouth. She looks up to plead with her eyes to Dinesh, but suddenly, in her horror she discovers it is not Dinesh, but Chopra. Sumi couldn't believe her eyes and tries to call out but find Chopra pulling her hair mercilessly and choking her deliberately over his manhood.
Sumi feels asphyxiated and her with her last try tries to push herself up beneath and with an animal force she tries and gets up.
Sumi pants in horror and looks around with blank head.
It takes her a moment to understand it was a nightmare and she drags herself out of the room to the living zone.
Sumi gulps half a bottle of chilled water to cool herself down. What a rotten nightmare. But why her head is feeling to be weighing as tons. Moreover she couldn't remember what happened last evening and when did she went to sleep.
Sumi drags her weary self to her room.
She opens the door and walks to the bed.
Her bed is prim and proper and anyone can say is is unused till now.
Right then, in a flash Sumi remembers all.
The evening before, she and Chopra went to a sea side joint famous for sea food pizza and exotic home baked pastries. It was a cool, classified and serene location where they chatted for long. Chopra actually talked about he is feeling Dolly has changed. Right then something happened to Sumi. Looking at the depressed face of the nice man she felt somewhat bad and spurts out few fumes against her mother.
Chopra speaks out a bit too, but however, it was more of sharing of bitterness about someone close rather than bitching. After that, they came home, quite late. Sumi knew Chopra was expecting her mother back, back Dolly wasn't.
Then they sat to watch movie, again. A foreign film, not a Hollywood one.
A movie called Electra. Sumi was not understanding a bit of it when Chopra paused and started explaining. Explaining the two concepts. The concepts of Oedipus, and the concept of Electra. Sumi, enchanted listened to the way Chopra talked, mesmerized. And then...
 
 
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[manigopal]

Dolly felt irritated, frustrated and jittery. She didn't knew why, but felt her ears fuming. Something has gone amiss and she can't figure it out. When she reached the bungalow, the following day, spending a dreadful 24 hours with Siddu it was late morning.
The old woman's head weighed a ton and her eyes wide open and red. Hr weary face and body language showed that she was getting her energy drained off each moment. The sight of Sumi infuriated her rather than soothing her heart, as always.
Sumi, too, unlike other days didn't came running to her mother, rather walked down in a normal way, flaunting her new dress.
Dolly measures her daughter in cold eyes, trying to make out the difference. Sumi, sits down on the sofa, swinging her elgs and browsing through the newspapers pages. Dolly felt irritated like hell,but controlled. She desperately needed to know, whether Chopra is really back or was it a nasty joke from Prasad's side.
"Errr, beti... did ...., matlab, woh, matlab Chopra ji lautey kya...?" Dolly asks trying to be very casual in approach.
Sumi looks at Dolly for a few seconds and suddenly giggles out, "Mom, what's wrong with you ! Why are you fumbling ! Yes, uncle is back..." and smiles enlightened.
Dolly feels relived finding Sumi accepting Chopra. And why shouldn't it be ? Chopra is a wonderful man too ! But ... how to face him, that's what curbs the old woman's heart.
"Mom ! from next time you should carry the charger... " Sumi says up suddenly.
Dolly's jaw contracts, "and... why so ?"
Sumi tries to manage herself, "err... I mean, uncle was trying your line ...and was...I mean...".
Dolly raises her hand, "Sumi, I will handle it myself. You don't need to think of it... unse mere baat ho gayee... Parso laut te hi...By the way, why are you not going to college ?"
Sumi looks up at Dolly, "Uncle said he is getting me into private class this year. Next session I will be in a good college ..." and smiles with a ignited face.
Dolly wanted to be happy, for which she tried hard too but somehow a thorn was tickling her. Dolly knew, this home dress of Sumi's was new, and wanted how she got it. She looks at Sumi, chuckles her mouth several times and but couldn't speak out what she wanted to say.
"Beti, Rajiv aya tha kya ?... Usse nahi miley ?" Dolly asks with a careful voice.
Sumi, keeping her eye on the newspaper replies," Nahi... woh kayee bar phone kiya tha, milne ke liye bol raha tha... maine bola... I can't..."
Dolly looks at Sumi with fiery eyes. It seems her head is reeling a bit too much and too fast. Dolly coldly spurts out each words, "Sumi, zyada uchhal rahi na tu ? ... Rajiv se achha tujhe milega kaun ?..."
Sumi stands up and leaves, without saying a word at her mother's hurling and only stops and turns to say," by the way mom, Uncle na parso nahi, us din, matlab jis din subah gaye, us din shaam ko hi laut aye... uncle was here last five days..." and leaves, as Dolly sits dumbstruck.
Dolly felt unnerved. Not only that her raw lie had been open to her daughter, but also thinking how to manage the five days absence from Chopra. That too, from the day of his leave. It surely had made herself drop considerably in eyes of Chopra, Dolly understands.
Dolly baths, tries to have a lunch followed by a sleep which her body system needed badly, but couldn't manage either of them. She found she doesn't have an appetite, though she was hungry and couldn't sleep properly either. Every few minutes of doze made her rush up with unknown fear and tension.
Dolly hastily dresses her up, in the best way she could. She had less than ten minutes in her hand as she presumed. Chopra was busy in in few phone calls and said he would be joining up Dolly in the bedroom in couple of minutes.
They were back from a dinner.
They, as in, all three of them, Sumi included. Chopra was back early evening and proposed for the dinner. Dolly was much relived that Chopra didn't showed any anger or asked any explanation for her absence.
This relived the old lady so much, that she didn't even reacted as Sumi was tagged on with them. Dolly wanted to be alone with Chopra. Not only she wanted to flatter him, but also the old lady really wanted to spend some time with someone she had fallen in love, again. After crossing so many springs of her life and facing so many incidents in life.
Dolly was engrossed in her thoughts, specially after having a glass of wine and was completely in her thoughts leaving Chopra and Sumi to chat along.
Dolly knew, she had to compensate, and planned that.
She thanked her luck as Chopra left for the phone calls. Hastily she strips out of her saree, putting on the thigh length see through night dress, and brandishing her hair in a kinky high pony, with hair streaks left beside her faces, a feeble, void try to make her look young and innocent. Dolly sprays the imported perfume in her nodal places, for the first time. Earlier being using cheap perfumes purchased from road sides and trying to figure out whether she looked perfect.
Right then Chopra enters and whispers, " Dolly darling..."
The call, the voice seemed to mesmerize the old, used woman even now and the perfume bottle drops from her feeble hand.
"Ji..." Dolly whispers.
Chopra comes closer and hugs the old woman, who was shivering in real.
Chopra takes Dolly to bed, in a relaxed tone whispering." let's enjoy tonight..."
Dolly smiles sweet and nods her head, whispering, "anything you say...".
Chopra picks up the television remote, "let's watch a new film ... there's lot to know and learn about sex in this..." he winks at Dolly.
Dolly rubs her face on Chopra's chest like a tamed bitch as Chopra puts on the television and DVD player.
Dolly had her face buried but compelled to lift her face hearing some familiar music and sounds. The old woman freezes looking at the huge LED screen on the wall.
It showed a topless old woman, dancing on a table top, completely out of rhythm, but shaking her shaggy, loose bosom and waist vigorously and taking off the skimpy little skirt in process and whirling it in air and throwing it aside. Shamelessly, the old woman acted and behaved like cheap gogo strippers, parting her legs, squeezing and parting her buttock and bosom, squatting and rubbing her hand all over her body- all trying to cope up with the music in a glorious way in which she miserably fails. And that is not at all hidden from the four men surrounding her and yelling in filthy happiness. Right then Siddu gets up on a adjoining sofa and kicks the old woman's ass hard making her fall from the table, hard, on her face.
Dolly was already pale and shivering, wondering how her sexcapedes in farm house was captured and given to Chopra ?
Dolly looks at Chopra, her lips trembling in real helplessness," I..I am sorry.. but I had no choice, believe me..believe me sir..believe me sir...". The helpless woman clutches the hand of Chopra, her fiancee. The television was running and showed all four pissing on Dolly's face and Dolly giggling and happily drinking the pee.
Chopra looked silently at Dolly, eye to eye.
Dolly's lips trembled, "Sorry... I am sorry,...please...please forgive me...but did I had a choice ? ... But still, I beg sorry... please... please forgive me...". The old woman begged with utmost helplessness. She felt her dream of new life was completely upside down now.
Dolly looked helplessly at Chopra, with few drops of warm tears rolling out from her eyes, "Please... forgive me..."
Chopra's eyes sparkle up...
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[manigopal]

The old woman quickly grabs a part of the pillow and bites it hard to keep her mouth shut. It is not a feign, it is not a hyper act, it is just a way to try and manage the insufferable pain and that she can't made a sound.
Not that it is Chopra's order, but Dolly doesn't want her daughter to hear her painful moans. She IS happy, and she will bear this pain to stay happy.
Chopra hurls the thin leather belt in air and lashes it on again on the old woman's lower thighs.
The television was still running showing Dolly sucking Shah with lots of intensity and vigor, patronizing him also giving her killer innocent looks. For sure, it was a luring look to Shah to mesmerize him with her typical whorish acts. Chopra holds the old woman by her much decorated hi pony and pulls her merciless to the other side of the room, pushing her on floor.
Dolly slams on the floor and turns herself to Chopra, understanding it is one of those periods when Chopra gets kinky and wild, unlike most of his other times. A Chopra she had seen in Patel's party. Dolly, though on guard, feels relived that Chopra's act were not much on her whoring around, but on his own need of sexual fetish.
Dolly smiles and part her thighs, fallen on the ground. Inviting Chopra and showing him extreme submission to do whatever he wish. Chopra walks to Dolly and places his left foot with sandal right over the woman's face, rubbing it. Dolly, understanding the indication, ignores the pain and pressure and takes out her tongue licking, the sandal sole below. This action of Dolly excites Chopra so much that he pulls the old woman right from the floor and starts kissing and cuddling her violently. Dolly too kept on with complimenting hand and mouth works as an experienced one.
As the couple were engaged in their acts, none of them had realized an eye through the keyhole, eyeing on their acts.
Dolly was feeling confused in her mind, not sure whether to feel relived or tense. After Dolly's emotional explanation, which Chopra interrupted abruptly and proposed she should act normal, carrying on with her work.
Chopra explained to the confused Dolly,that they have few months to get married too, according to his kundli, and it's not good to talk about something good until it happens too. And most importantly, since Chopra is Dolly's one and only agenda officially, then she can spend most of the time with him.
Dolly too was actually relived. She didn't wanted to talk about her marriage and settlement with Chopra herself to Prasad and gang, rather she has a deep fantasy of letting the whole gang know, after inviting them in THEIR bungalow and watch the reaction as Chopra announces it.
The cab creeks stop in the designated place. Dolly looks at the huge building and her heart shakes up. A strange feel of tension covers her up. The faint vindictive smile on her lips she was carrying had disappeared within a second. Blunt and like a zombie she pays the cab and walks in to her office.
Sumi felt restless and was roaming around the room. She didn't had a sleep and she didn't knew what to do. Her mouth was feeling bitter. She had a long bath to ease her down, but of no use. She stood by the huge window, staring at the greens outside, fuming and shivering inside.
A knock on the door and the following second the door opens and Chopra steps inside.
Sumi turns to Chopra and turns back to the view outside again.
Chopra, remains silent. Silently watching the girl, standing by the window. The morning sunrays had created a silhouette of the young girl, who looked very different now, with nice dresses, freshly bathed and long flowing hairs. Her shampooed hairs, her perfumed body, created a strange smell roaming in the room. Chopra takes a few steps ahead to Sumi, who sternly had her head turned to the window.
Chopra walks further.
"Sumi..." . Sumi doesn't turns her head or replies.
"Sumi..." Chopra calls again. "Tell me, I can hear..." Sumi replies with pouted lips.
"Sumi...I know what you did...last night ..." Chopra says in a cold serious voice.
Sumi instantly turns and looks at Chopra. Biting her lips in tension and confusion with her face down.
"Sumi..."
"Ji...Uncle..." Sumi's voice is feeble now.
"I want a honest and truthful answer from you ...will you speak truth and nothing but the truth,...look up to me Sumi...and say, will you ?" Chopra says.
Sumi looks up at Chopra with her cow like eyes and nods her head silently, indicating she will.
Chopra looks straight at Sumi's eyes and ask, "Sumi, did you feel really bad when I was tormenting your mother ...?"...
 
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[manigopal]

The old woman quickly grabs a part of the pillow and bites it hard to keep her mouth shut. It is not a feign, it is not a hyper act, it is just a way to try and manage the insufferable pain and that she can't made a sound.
Not that it is Chopra's order, but Dolly doesn't want her daughter to hear her painful moans. She IS happy, and she will bear this pain to stay happy.
Chopra hurls the thin leather belt in air and lashes it on again on the old woman's lower thighs.
The television was still running showing Dolly sucking Shah with lots of intensity and vigor, patronizing him also giving her killer innocent looks. For sure, it was a luring look to Shah to mesmerize him with her typical whorish acts. Chopra holds the old woman by her much decorated hi pony and pulls her merciless to the other side of the room, pushing her on floor.
Dolly slams on the floor and turns herself to Chopra, understanding it is one of those periods when Chopra gets kinky and wild, unlike most of his other times. A Chopra she had seen in Patel's party. Dolly, though on guard, feels relived that Chopra's act were not much on her whoring around, but on his own need of sexual fetish.
Dolly smiles and part her thighs, fallen on the ground. Inviting Chopra and showing him extreme submission to do whatever he wish. Chopra walks to Dolly and places his left foot with sandal right over the woman's face, rubbing it. Dolly, understanding the indication, ignores the pain and pressure and takes out her tongue licking, the sandal sole below. This action of Dolly excites Chopra so much that he pulls the old woman right from the floor and starts kissing and cuddling her violently. Dolly too kept on with complimenting hand and mouth works as an experienced one.
As the couple were engaged in their acts, none of them had realized an eye through the keyhole, eyeing on their acts.
Dolly was feeling confused in her mind, not sure whether to feel relived or tense. After Dolly's emotional explanation, which Chopra interrupted abruptly and proposed she should act normal, carrying on with her work.
Chopra explained to the confused Dolly,that they have few months to get married too, according to his kundli, and it's not good to talk about something good until it happens too. And most importantly, since Chopra is Dolly's one and only agenda officially, then she can spend most of the time with him.
Dolly too was actually relived. She didn't wanted to talk about her marriage and settlement with Chopra herself to Prasad and gang, rather she has a deep fantasy of letting the whole gang know, after inviting them in THEIR bungalow and watch the reaction as Chopra announces it.
The cab creeks stop in the designated place. Dolly looks at the huge building and her heart shakes up. A strange feel of tension covers her up. The faint vindictive smile on her lips she was carrying had disappeared within a second. Blunt and like a zombie she pays the cab and walks in to her office.
Sumi felt restless and was roaming around the room. She didn't had a sleep and she didn't knew what to do. Her mouth was feeling bitter. She had a long bath to ease her down, but of no use. She stood by the huge window, staring at the greens outside, fuming and shivering inside.
A knock on the door and the following second the door opens and Chopra steps inside.
Sumi turns to Chopra and turns back to the view outside again.
Chopra, remains silent. Silently watching the girl, standing by the window. The morning sunrays had created a silhouette of the young girl, who looked very different now, with nice dresses, freshly bathed and long flowing hairs. Her shampooed hairs, her perfumed body, created a strange smell roaming in the room. Chopra takes a few steps ahead to Sumi, who sternly had her head turned to the window.
Chopra walks further.
"Sumi..." . Sumi doesn't turns her head or replies.
"Sumi..." Chopra calls again. "Tell me, I can hear..." Sumi replies with pouted lips.
"Sumi...I know what you did...last night ..." Chopra says in a cold serious voice.
Sumi instantly turns and looks at Chopra. Biting her lips in tension and confusion with her face down.
"Sumi..."
"Ji...Uncle..." Sumi's voice is feeble now.
"I want a honest and truthful answer from you ...will you speak truth and nothing but the truth,...look up to me Sumi...and say, will you ?" Chopra says.
Sumi looks up at Chopra with her cow like eyes and nods her head silently, indicating she will.
Chopra looks straight at Sumi's eyes and ask, "Sumi, did you feel really bad when I was tormenting your mother ...?"...
 
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[manigopal]

Dolly was feeling restless, more because as she could understand herself, she was actually hating everything that was happening. She just hated and hated the whole procedure. Even the slimey guy, Srinivasan, who sat beside her in the cab, giving stealthy looks at her was making her irritated. Been it her olden days, she herself would strike up a conversation much ago and would have been almost close with him now. But presently, Dolly hated it. She hated being a comfort woman anymore. A signature she wants to shed off from her now.
Prasad has tagged up the unknown newly joined Srinivasan of finances with Dolly to start settling scores with people. To check what the person wants, cash or flesh. And if it's flesh, would Dolly suffice ? Rather, it's actually Dolly's work to initiate the person and lure him to her for the settlement. For Prasad, he always tries first with Dolly, his staff whore. He calculated well and seen, making her work even 20 days a month and minimum of one fuck would cost her no more than two hundred and fifty bucks. An amount for which even third grade presentable whores are not available and specially the kind of services Dolly renders.
Today, as the dumb woman almost crashed in Prasad's chamber Prasad appeared very official and sour.
Completely ignoring Dolly's greeting Prasad takes out a printed list and holds in front of Dolly. "Will you please mark the one that are done with Dolly ? I need to update others too..".
Dolly holds the paper and freezes. It's the list of cases and files that were to be cleared through Chopra. There are eighteen of them and Dolly had cleared none in last three weeks ! Prasad holds a pen forward, "mark them Dolly, I need to go for the meeting...".
Dolly didn't knew what to reply.What should she say ? She had done nothing ? Not a bit of work in the times spent with Chopra ? Those days and nights when she was released from all other works just to be with Chopra ? Yes, she had been with Chopra and lived every second of the times spent but her work ? Did she forget them completely?
No, the old woman did remember i once or twice, but right then Chopra would come up with some erotic or emotional maneuvers that would stop her for being so low. Actually she tried to speak about, even carried those files along but something called her conscience stopped her from being a whore to a person who loves her, in spite of knowing what she is. But she couldn't speak it out.
"Yes Ms Dolly ! What is the status ?..." Prasad asks in a chilled voice.
"Err..you..you can take all are done sir..." Dolly could whisper so much.
"Can I ? ... Oh, that is so sweet and kind of you dear... " Prasad walks to Dolly, "three fucking weeks and you are asking me to take it all are done ?"
Prasad grabs Dolly by her hairs, pulling her face up, "Listen you bitch ! Tomorrow, by twelve noon, I want all the files signed by Chopra on my table ... and if you fail... no, I won't do anything to you, but will replace you with your daughter... is it clear ?" Dolly shivers hearing the blood freezing voice of Prasad.
"Sir... to main abhi jaau ?..." Dolly gulps and asks.
"Kyun ? Abhi to woh court ya office main hoga...waha ja ke uski gand chategi kya ? Sham ko jana kutia... tere aur koi kaam nahi hai kya ?" Prasad grunts.
Dolly feels being slammed against a stone wall and shuts herself up.
Prasad then briefs her about her assignment and Srinivasan, "Waha se chaley jana apne ashiqe ke pass... lekin yaad rakhna..kal bara bajey... all files should be here on my table, signed. Nahi to... teri beti ... aur use tere same auction pe lagaunga...samjhi na ?"
Sumi's eyelashes flutters and eyeballs dances around. They doesn't freezes over Chopra's eyes.
Sumi had been nodding her head, giggling ignoring Chopra's question. Now she stood, stuck against the wall, cornered by Chopra. Both had smiles on their faces, Sumi's face was full with shy smile and Chopra's with exotic.
Both had their face red. Sumi had her face red in unknown shame, Chopra's face was elated with a queer excitement.
It's a taboo.
It's a sin.
But this young girl. Her glowing skin. Her flowing sexy hairs. Her eyes. Her used body in this tender age. All somewhat mesmerizes Chopra for that moment.
Chopra almost leaned over the little girl, holding her face up.
Sumi had her eyes closed, as Chopra lifts her face up delicately.
"Answer me... did you feel bad yesterday night ?" Chopra whispers, blowing on Sumi's face.
"When ?"
"You don't know ?"
"Uhuuuuumm..."
"When...I..was...torturing... and...beating...your...mom?" Chopra whisper, face closer to Sumi's face." Tell me... tell me..."
"Nahi..." Sumi's lips flutter.
"Sach main...?" Chopra whispers.
"Hmmmmm... aur ek baat batau ?" Sumi whispers with her eyes closed as Chopra's hands holds her waist.
Dolly comes out in the scorching sun along with Srinivasan. The work was completed with much ease. Dolly don't have to sleep with him. Her giggles and flirts along with pallu dropping and showing cleavage made the work done. Srinivasan, who sat beside her was seemingly more flabbergasted than the official.
It showed as they came out.
"Err...kahi chale madam ji ? Thande main baith kar... beer pitey ?" Srinivasan chuckles. He had gathered some courage now after seeing Dolly shading off her pallu and ample shows of her bosom.
Dolly felt a current of anger strike from her top to bottom. She looks at Srnivasan coldly and replies, "nahi..main beer nahi pita..."
"Phir..coffee... juice... chaliye na..." Srinivasan tries to be cordial, " Main bhi beer nahi pita...aaj aap k khatir...waise aap ko office to nahi lautna hai na ? mujhe bhi nahi..."
Dolly stares at Srinivasan for few seconds and replies, "Nahi, mujhe Chopra saab ke paas jana hai... Chopra saab pata hai na aapko ?"
Srinivasan's jaw drops.
Dolly enjoys the show for a second and stops a running cab and gets off, rushing to their villa. She needs to get those official stuffs cleared first from Chopra.
Dolly calls up Chopra's phone, if he could come back fast.
The phone betrays her luck.
It says, "the number you are calling is switched off... please try later...app jis number pe ...".
Dolly asks the cab driver to rush.
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[manigopal]

Are you sure sir ?..." Siddu asks with a frown.
Prasad thinks for a few moment and then slowly nods his head, "yes...yes... I am sure...".
Siddu stays quite for a few seconds, "well, but, isn't she being too old fo this job particularly ? I mean,..."
Prasad shakes his head impatiently, " I know, I know Siddu, lekin... think of one thing, it's hard to get any woman, leave apart girl for this kind of job ! ..."
Siddu opened his mouth to say something, Prasad raises his hand to interrupt him, " and... of course she is not the only meat available, but do you have any options ready right now ? And if you don't have and need to search for one for this kind of job particularly, who will do the R&D ? ...you ?"
Siddu leaves a sigh and nods his head, no, he won't.
"Let's go with Dolly... you are correct ! ..." Siddu says.
Prasad smiles, "so, will you call her up and ask her to come here or me ?..."
"It's better you do...she may not pick up my phone in the terror that I may call her at my service... " Siddu laughs loud.
Prasad gets serious, " oh no ! This is not a good sign... she is the company's slipper... don't let her throw tantrums...and, you know beter to handle it..." Prasad grins. Siddu laughs, "for sure..." and dials up Dolly's number, it's engaged.
Dolly fanatically tried the bungalow number now, which went on ringing along. She had tried the number of Chopra's office and the secretary said he didn't came to office at all. Dolly tried Sumi's number which said unreachable, which sometime happened as the bungalow is quite away from the city limits. So, the old woman fanatically went on trying the land-line number for the bungalow, which went on ringing.
The old woman tried all three numbers in turn, madly and possessed and between it the call from Prasad came in.
"Kidhar hai tu ?..." Prasad's voice was irritated as both of them were trying Dolly's number for long and the haggard woman didn't have the courtesy to call her employer back.
Dolly startles and with a broken voice replies, "err..sir..sir..kaam ho gaya sir..."
Prasad shuns her back, "faltu ki baat mat kar chut...jo pooch raha hu, jawab de kutti ki bachhi..."
Dolly gulps and replies," main..main to cab main hu sir..ja rahi hu..."
"Kidhar ja rahi hai... office aa ...kam hai..."
"NO"
"What ?" Prasad exclaims, "kya boli tu ne ?"
The old woman had gone desperate and mad, "No, no..I can't come today..." and suddenly realizing Dolly adds up, "please...please sir... ajj nahi.... please..main kal aa jayungi subah... " and hangs up the phone abruptly and again starts trying the designated numbers.
The old woman was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't watched the cab driver fidgeting with his phone. The cab suddenly stops with a creek as Dolly almost bangs along the front seat, "Sorry madam..." the driver apologizes, " my two fellow people are stuck here, can I take them up...? Please ? "
Dolly nods her head impatiently, "ha, le lo..magar jaldi chalo ...."
The driver waves his hand and instantly three men get on to car, one at front and two on either side. Dolly still engrossed in her phone didn't realize the situation right then but suddenly understands when the cab takes a turn away from the main road. Dolly look around on both sides, the two men, in dirty greased up clothes grinned, as did the man in front.
After a painful hour of five times penetration Dolly opens up her eyes. She had kept her eyes closed and jaws tight for this past hours, laying over the perky dirty soil and grass, naked.
After being dragged out out of the cab, with whistles and roars, Dolly silently calmed the group of four and shed off her clothes in front of their eyes.
Dolly knew well, she had no choice, and if she protest, she may even get killed. So it's better to let them take what they want.
The driver was the first to take her and the last too. After watching three of his friends performing on the woman, he felt like to engage with the woman once more, this time more fiercely and organized, leaving the woman almost half dead.
As the driver finishes himself and gets up, stepping out from the old woman's laying body, she grabs the leg of the driver, "mujhe...mujhe pahucha do please... bahot zaroori kaa hai, main...main kisi ko kuch nahi batungi... meter ki paise bhi bharungi...please... please mujhe pahucha do..." Dollu holds the naked feet of the driver and breaks in helpless tears.
Sumi opens her eyes suddenly, with a flash.
The room is enlightened with orange aura of the setting sun.
She looks around the room, the deep sleep she was in had no trace in her eyes or body now. Only that her head seemed so heavy.
Sumi slowly gathers herself and sits up. There is noone around and the whole bungalow seemed so quiet and empty.
Slowly the little girl gets up from the bed and walks to the dressing table and looks at herself in the mirror, stunned.
Her de-shelved hairs, her smudged lipstick, her washed kajal, but... when did she put on lipstick ? And when did she put on kajal so dark and over lined ?
Sumi's eyes falls over a chit on her dressing table.
The little girls picks and reads the note.
When Dolly reached the bungalow it was almost eight in the evening.
She had prim herself up in the cab, the driver who understood that she is a whore and was on some urgent work, dropped her to the designated place. Dolly enters the bungalow, seemingly quiet, with Chopra's car standing at the porch.
Dolly felt relived.
She had so much to talk with him.
She needed to talk about the whole day, minus the cab incident of course.
Dolly wanted freedom from Prasad and team, and only Chopra can put and end to it now.
The old woman almost rushes in the bungalow.
Sumi was munching a choco bar and watching a film intensely, completeky ignoring her mother's entry.
Dolly felt irruated as she heard the moaning sounds in the film and looks sharply at the screen. Sharon Stone being humping with her full energy.
"What is going on Sumi ? What the hell are you watching ?" ... Dolly chews each word.
"I am watching Basic Instinct mom, and don't bore me please..." Suni says without moving her eyeballs from screen.
Dolly felt irritated and jittery, "isn't it an adult film ?"
Sumi pauses the film and looks at her mother, for few seconds and laughs hard.
"Mom ! You are saying this to me ? You used to make me go to the kirana shop in my old, torn dresses without inner ? " Sumi snaps out. "And...the times you used to close and lock the door from outside when Rajiv would maul and abuse me like a street dog ?...Mom, let's not forget our past so soon..."
Dolly didn't find a suitable reply to Sumi, only fuming in her mind. SHe needs to get her into size soon, but keeps her calm and asks,"do whatever you want, where is your...uncle...?"
Sumi looks at her mother and starts up the film again and pauses again and looks at Dolly and says,"uncle left for some urgent work... that's all I know...he said he will contact..."
Dolly felt her whole energy being drained out.
Chopra is not around. Someone she really needed, really and badly.
Numb and stupefied, she walks like a zombie to their bedroom.
Bathed.
Changed.
Didn't felt like eating, every moment expecting Chopra's call.
Longing to hear his voice.
Dolly opens up a wine bottle and starts sipping directly, longing each moment for Chopra's call. She, herself tried his number each five minutes,
Dolly walks around the room, counts stars from the balcony, but Chopra's phone didn't get connected. It said switched off as usual.
Dolly tries to pacify herself, Chopra is in international flight and will take time, but couldn't he inform Dolly ? A phone ? At least a text ?
She had to know from Sumi ?
Is Sumi closer to him than Dolly?
Something she thought, unknowingly.
Dolly feels irritated, impatient and didn't knew what to do.
She suddenly walks up to the home theater, fidgeting with the pile of DVDs.
Picking up a new bunch, marked as one to four, Dolly plays the first DVD.
Dolly was about to sit when she gets herself locked in the half seated position and slowly gets up, watching the DVD content with protruding eyes.
Dolly's bursting out eyes were stuck on screen and she suddenly murmurs some unsaid words and falls on the floor, slamming right on her face, straight, losing her senses.
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[manigopal]

Sumi was tied to a star-post, her hands and legs stretched out, but her head was hanging down. Five strangely men, in mask and strange robes were busy placing things in front of her. One robed person, holds up Sumi's head by her hair and somewhat feels relived that she is unconscious.
"Haste brothers...there are lots of things to be done and the time is running fast... the girl will get her senses back..."... the masked voice said.
A short, stout robed one replied in a broken voice, " Can't you get her into sleep again Brother Pelete*..."
"No...that will be risky for the girl, and... and I don't want any harm to her..." saying so Chopra lifts his mask and locks his lips to the unconscious little girls's lips, sucking and biting them softly with great pleasure and ecstasy.
The four other robed people didn't dared to stop Chopra, not only because he is a senior brother to their clan but also got the girl himself.
Chopra leaves Sumi, adjusts his mask and starts chanting an unknown hymn.
Two men started applying a yellowish power to Sumi's thighs, and the other one lights up a bunch of incense sticks and tying them together, he pushes the end of the bunch into Sumi's cunt.
Dolly kept on shivering watching the second DVD content. She had gained up her senses and was madly seeing each DVD.
The first DVD had mostly stills of her stupid daughter, posing in new dresses for Chopra. Not that Sumi is posing badly, but by seeing the photographs one can understand the photographer was more interested in capturing her assets.
Dolly was feeling eerie and uneasy until a video started.
A video that made her lose her senses and fall on the ground.
A video where Chopra is fondling Sumi, hugging her and Sumi giggling and making protests that are meant to be overruled.
Dolly couldn't take it more.
Her daughter with the man she loved ! And, the man with whom she fell in love after twenty years ? A man whom she believed with all her heart ?
Sumi gets up in the mid of the sleep. Suddenly.
Her head was feeling heavy and her throat was choked.
The dreams. These dreams are not allowing her to live in peace.
The dreams she's been having of late.
And it mixes with reality sometimes.
Sumi grabs her hair and starts to think. Why is she feeling so uneasy ? Her eyes didn't have a spot of sleep.
Suddenly Sumi smiles a bit grabbing her open hair. She hardly ties her hair nowadays. Uncle says she looks very pretty in open hairs. Sumi blushes a little, it reminded her about Chopra's sweet complements. But what were the complements for ? Sumi started feeling more restless. Her heart palpitated and her throat was dry like anything. She needed something and she didn't knew what.
In vain, the little girl gets up on the bed and gulps some water, but her throat seemed as dry as a paper.
Sumi drops the bottle on floor and with shaky legs walks to the door. She wants some chilled water.
Just as the little girl opens the door of fridge, looking at the stacked colorful bottles, she remembered, she didn't had the squash she used to have with Uncle, each evening. Drinking that had been a part of their time spent, when Chopra would have a drink and Sumi would accompany with that unknown beautiful squash, chatting or watching films.
Sumi liked the taste. It was rather a taste none would ever disike. It used to run in the little girl's veins and make her feel with an unearthly happiness.
But then ?
Sumi suddenly feels cold.
She suddenly feels tensed up.
Why can't she remember what happened after those drinks.
The little girl feels helpless standing in the dead of the night in the porch.
Yes, yes she remembered now. They would watch films and she would then get up from sleep. But when would she go to sleep ?
Sumi feels shivering and didn't knew how to answer herself.
How could it slipped from her realization everyday.
Suddenly Sumi finds the squash bottle in the rack and gulps some mixing with water.
It tasted so much different.
At least, it missed the typical kick it had and that makes the little girl more vulnerable.
Helpless Sumi walks back to her room.
Her eyes were bursting out and was engulfed into many questions.
Dolly sat in the huge single sofa in the living room zone.
It was almost ten in the morning and she had been sitting there from six AM.
The last four hours, the woman didn't move, she just sat the same way after she dragged her weary old body from her bedroom.
Sumi had fallen asleep with broken sleeps and flashes and finally walked out to the living zone. Seeing Dolly, however, Sumi doesn't reacts and sits opposite to her in the single sofa, picking up the newspaper and brushing her eyes in the page three.
Dolly kept on measuring her daughter with cold fiery eyes.
"Sumi..." Dolly speaks up, and repeats "Sumi...I am calling you..."
"Mom..." Sumi looks up. "If you have something to say... speak up ! Don't bore me...I'm having a terrible headache..."
Dolly looked at her daughter with surprised eyes.
In front of her eyes she could remember the scenes she had watched, four men doing some strange ritual and then mating with her daughter one by one.
Actually, what hurt her more was Chopra was among those four.
The one, who seemed overtly possessive and excited about her too.
The other veiled three were more into sex unlike Chopra.
A gush of water fills the old woman's eyes.
"Beti,...why did you do this to me ? Kyun...kyun ?!!..." Dolly blurts in extreme pain.
 
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[manigopal]

Dolly panted, with her bursting eyes out and lip ends fuming, her face still bearing the marks of agitation she had shown a minute earlier. At least, in her mind she knew she won a battle. As, she lost a battle miserably to her daughter.
A battle she could never dreamt of.
Dolly was busy confronting Sumi while the whole incidence took a new turn, allowing Dolly to win over.
Dolly, in fact, was feeling helplessly losing to her own daughter in each of their conversations.
Dolly, who showed extreme anger and agitation seeing Sui, the later mainted her cool and dodged each question.
Dolly, who was not taken aback by Sumi's rude answer of not to bore her, takes a step to her and repeats her question, "why did you do this to me ?"
Sumi looked visibly nervous now. As for her, she was trying to act smart just trying to find answer of her numerous question.
For some questions she knew that she knew the answer, but dared to believe them.
Dolly takes a step forward, "tell me beti... why ? why did you do this with me ?" and slaps hard on Sumi's face.
Sumi, however stands still with her mother's slap, but instead Dolly grabs Sumi by her arms and breaks into fanatic weep, "why...why...why beti... whyyyyyyyy..."
Right then a loud creek of a car stopping at the porch was heard.
Dolly turned like a hurt tigress, she being sanguine that Chopra is back and that she could make both the criminals sit beside each other and face her.
Dolly looks at the door with fuming eyes and suddenly a chilling blow runs through her veins.
She is supposed to be present with all the files updated to Prasad's table by twelve noon or else... did Prasad came over to take Sumi away ?
Dolly freeze and quickly glances at the clock on wall, no... there is ample time to twelve too ... let Chopra enter first.
The door opens but neither Chopra nor Prasad comes in.
An extremely fair, petite, tall and lanky woman enters. She looks around at Dolly and Sumi, and in a shrill voice says, "clear out...immediately"
Dolly springs up like a tigress and starts yelling in top of her voice, abusing and hurling on the unknown woman. Dolly, actually was venting out her anger and showering the unknown stranger with names and abuses.
The woman's sharp painted lips tightened and bends in a broken smile. Shaking her dyed shoulder length golden brown hair hair she murmurs, "very well then..." and leaves abruptly.
Soon the car drove off too.
Dolly was still fuming but Sumi didn't liked the whole incident at all.
"Mom..." She call soft," mom..."
"Don't call me mom..."Dolly hisses in acid voice.
"Mom...I...I need to talk to you too...I mean... I ..." Sumi startles, Dolly turns sharply,"what you ?... You don't know what you did with me ? And... more even...what you did with yourself ? ..." Dolly hissed liked a venomous snake.
Sumi looks for a couple of seconds to her mother's eyes,"That's what I want to know mother... but...more than that... who was that woman ?"
"Bharr main jaye woh vulture ... she is a daiin... ho gayee tasalli... ab bata..tujhe kya poocha hai mujhese ?" Dolly grinds her teeth and asks to Sumi. Not a chance she would let her bitchy, perverted daughter take to slip off from the CRIME she committed.
Sumi, however didn't take this incidence normally, "mom... who was the woman ? Why did she came to ask us to leave and she did she leave so abruptly too ?"
"Must be another one your uncle...or shall I say your...his kept ?... must have been promised her to marry too !" Dolly fumes.
Right then creaking sounds of car stops in front of the porch again.
But this time not a cars.
A fleet of cars this time.
Is it Prasad ? But why in a fleet of cars ?
The mother and daughter soon get their answers.
The lean, lanky, vulture like woman was back.
But this time not alone.
She has a fleet of cars behind her, but none seems to be in those cars except the drivers.
The woman looks at the duo and glances at her watch, "five minutes,... get lost from here..."
Dolly, who already fuming and threatened by the re-entry of the woman loses her head completely.
Dolly, grunting and fuming like a lower class woman, slips out her slipper and throws it right on the womsn's face.
Sumi yells, "Mommmm !! Noooo !!! " and it is the moment the slipper hits the woman's face.
The woman's eyes flashes for a second. Right then a long shadow falls over the woman's face from her side, "Don't worry behna... aaj to is aurat ko sabak sikhake hi ...aisi sabak ki zindagi main kabhi khadi hoke chal nahi sake...agar...zinda bachi to..." and comes in front of both the women and stops.
The women were not less shocked as of the man.
The man and the women looked at them with bursting eyes...
 
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[manigopal]

Dolly’s eyes were bursting out in surprise and in this unexpected horror. She was, in fact, so much into a petrified state, she had forgot to react in pain too, as for even being slamming over on the marble porch. Dolly had been dragged out of the living room by four strongly built men, grabbing her saree, hands and hair, and tugging her out mercilessly, ignoring the old woman’s being bumped against chairs and table legs, hurting her. The old woman is pulled out of the room in a minute and thrown down to the porch with a hard kick on her buttock, making her roll on the stairs and fall in front of the parked cars.
Sumi ran like hell and drops on her knees and grab both the legs of Shukla insane, “Sir… sir… meri ma ko maaf kar dijiye..please…please…I beg of you sir…”. Shukla, the MP brother of his loving young sister was in a feat of rage after hearing the latest chakkar of his brother in law, Chopra. He thus came to teach that infernal woman a lesson, but seeing Dolly & Sumi and finding Dolly to be the woman who endangered his sister’s marital life, Shukla was stone cold in anger.
Sumi grabbed the legs of Shukla trembling and burbling mad, desperately begging but hardly did it affect the crude politician Shukla. He was not the college supremeo who would lust on the little girl’s body in private and public. Shukla looks down at the creature holding his legs and gives a hard jerk on his leg, freeing himself from the clutching hands of the young girl, marching towards Dolly. Shukla who was mad in anger, grabs a gun from the hands of one of his men and hits Dolly’s lower waist hard with the gun butt making the old woman shriek in pain. Shukla raises the gun, swinging it sideways to air and bangs it again to the woman’s side waist, right over the pelvic bone making the old woman writhe in pain. Shukla was perfectly in the mood to kill the old woman, which he could easily do by firing the unlinced gun of his babhubali, but he wish to bludgeon this pest of woman to death, who dared to throw her sandal to his darling little sister. He actually was feeling to beat his bastard brother in law Chopra along with her, how dared he wished to make this cheapest old whore to place of his sister ! Shukla was fuming with anger. Crime of any sort is nothing new to him, his eyes glared and he repeated the thump of his gun butt on the old woman’s shoulder. Other’s watch in cheer, but Sumi could read the madness in Shukla’s eyes. She knew her teacher’s eyes and their meaning. She had been dealing and apprehending the situations by reading his eyes, but the eyes of today was very new ! It only had hatred and hatred. Sumi understood there is no time. She needs to do something. The young, stupid girl thinks for a second and reminding something she runs like mad to Shukla, and her ground ridden mother.
Sumi falls on her knees in front of Shukla, not very near, not at all far, but this time holding her long, open hairs into two, holding them up, like two ponies. Shukla stops, his hands are raised but still. “Please spare my mother…please…please spare her life… I will do anything you say sir… all over my life…please… please spare her…” the little girl breaks in tears but holds her hair in two parts, high. Shukla stares at the girl for a few seconds and places the gun but on Dolly’s waist, pressing it, as the old woman shiver in pain. “ You mean to say… a slave for life….eh Sumi ?” Shukla chuckles. Sumi nods her head, “ha sir… I will … as long as you ask me to …”. Shukla looks at Sumi with utmost disdain, “well in a few years you will be as despicable as a used sanitary nappie…I would use you as long you are tender… and fresh…and you’re not going to be that forever !” Sumi looked at Shukla helplessly, what more she could offer now.
“I give you exactly one and half minute to dress your hair in some exciting way, to spare your mom Sumi…” Shukla chuckles, “and your time starts… now!” Sumi was actually flabbergasted at this quick and surprising proposal and took a few seconds to digest and instantly starts making a side of her hand held pony to a braid. The little girl uses her trained hands to quickly make a braid to her long hair on one side and leaves it open at end. Sumi holds the other open bunch and stops. There is nothing exciting in two braids, both left open and messy, that’s what Shukla sir would say . Sumi freezes thinking that. What is the hope to salvage her mother now ? She didn’t have a anything around to style her hair and she hardly has time for it. “One minute has passed Sumi… will u use ur hand as a pony holder ? In that case, I am not at all impressed…” Shukla grins. Sumi looks at Shukla for a second and leaves her hair . She had only one option left. Sumi pulls up her top till belly and unties her bra in a second, and pulls down her top. Holding her hair up in the pony, she ties her hair, using the bra. Shukla was aghast ! He didn’t expected this to happen, “Sumi…I’m amazed ! Not by your hairstyle, but your pony haolder for sure… “and looks at his men, indicating to Dolly, “is kutti ko us pedh se latka de, ….” To which the little girl screamed in despair. Shukla looks at Sumi like a hyena and grins and looks back to his people and says, “ultaaaaa…” …
 
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[manigopal]

A blunt, animistic sound was coming out from one woman's throat and the other was shrieking in painful moans. Contradict to their present yells, both the women, young and old, desired and decided to stay mum,completely mum, whatever the maneuver their bodies may need to face. Not to save themselves, but to save the other loved one. But neither Dolly, nor Sumi could expect the torments their bodies had to face on.
Dolly was hung upside down from a tree brunch, not high enough, rather her face hanging a hardly a feet above from ground and her open hairs brushing the dusty field, but her whole body writhed in pain.
The old woman was hung by one leg.
A tight knot on her right ankle by rough, fat rope.
The hefty body of the old woman shivered and writhed in pain, her whole body weight pulling on her right side of the waist.
Her waist and inner thigh burned in extreme stretching of skin in the hanging.
Needless to say, the old woman had her saree and peticoat completely upside down, revealing her much used crouch (which she had recently trimmed for Chopra) and her left leg hanging sidewise lifelessly.
Shukla drags Sumi near the tree and pushes her on the ground.
Just beside her mother's hanging face.
Dropping off his dhoty and grinning like a hyena he parts Sumi's legs and sits between, positioning his erect manhood in the right place.
But, instead of penetrating the girl, Shukla slaps the little girl's cheek hard and harder.
Once, twice, thrice and suddenly looks up at his bahubalis who with glittering eyes were feasting on the young girl's white, fair meat and expecting if their master would allow to feast upon this girl too, as he does mostly with his one time stands.
"Is budhiya ki bhi polish kar ..." Shukla groans.
Immediately the all leather, studded local shoes brandished in their hands and lashed over the crouch, thighs, buttock and belly of the old woman like droplets of rain, finally making her shriek in pain.
Sumi too was not in a better position.
As soon as her mom was being welcomed and treated with heavy, leathered chappals she too was been being tormented ferociously.
Slaps, pinches, punched and hair tugging.
Shukla grabbed the little girl up by her hair, on either side and bang her head back on the ground with each penetration.
He would draw out with pulling Sumi's head up and and her head back to the ground with each thump in.
Incidentally, both the pairs of bursting eyes met.
Both the yells become chorus.
Dolly upside down and Sumi's face just behind her hanging face,... the helpless mother and daughter's eyes meet as they both, simultaneously scream out their frustration and anger.
As they knew, trying hard, hardly they could have been to any good to the other...
 
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[manigopal]

Oyaaakkkk..Whoyyyaaakkk…“Wyaaghhh…. Yogghhhhhh…..” … hearing the sounds one would only wonder if that’s the call of wild hogs or swamp pigs that grunt . Hearing the sound coming out from a human’s mouth, would rather make everyone burst in laughter.
But no, no one wouldn’t after watching the helpless girl.
Even the bahubalis of Shukla were amazed and watched the crazy madness of Shukla. Not they have bangd or tortured girl of Sumi’s age and younger too, but Shukla’s mad anger made them watch amazed.
Sumi, who had her face just below her mother, on the ground, facing her upside down mother with big, bursting eyes, softened by tears of extreme pain, face red and muttering out animalistic groans.
Shukla, who was mating the young, helpless girl roughly had her fat, meaty thighs spread apart and placing one over his shoulder. Something of a real pain for a chubby girl like Sumi.
Her meat and skin on her leg and crouch stretched.
Her waist ached.
Her head was being banged on the hard, sand grained coarse soil with each thump, holding her mercilessly by her bra knotted pony but the real pain was something else.
Shukla, with his steel like long fingers, grabbed Sumi’s chubby gut on her belly and kept on thumping, punching, pinching and twisting on, hard, with each thump.
This was the reason for the animalistic sound.
One can try to check the pain by grabbing his belly and twisting it once to feel the impact it would create on a tender, young girl especially, who is pleasantly chubby.
Shukla suddenly stops, rather abruptly. His ears and face were emitting heat. He suddenly realized that he had been thumping the little girl almost for twenty minutes but didn’t cum. He realized his anger overcome his lust.
Shukla stays silent for few moments, his brain working fast and suddenly he withdraws his erected manhood from the little girl’s most private and rather most opened up part too and kicks the little girl’s crouch.
The kick, Sumi takes silently.
After all, Shukla had stopped the three way attack. She dared to place her hand on her aching belly.
Shukla, with disorganized steps walks to a man of his troop and pulls out an eighteen inch double edged sword and turns around and with a swift blow cut’s the rope holding Dolly, making her fall bang on the ground, beside her beloved daughter.
Dolly, who had only managed to make a blunt sound falling beside her daughter looked at her weeping and pain writhing daughter, caresses her face stretching her shivering hands.
Shukla had grabbed and wrapped the dhoty back on his waist and disappeared inside the bungalow, just after whispering something to a bahubali who was quite in command. The man leaves promptly in a jeep.
Sumi, with her stark aching body, de shelved hairs, a swollen red wet face wondered was it the end of tormenting or the beginning of something else?
Shukla walks out of the house. His face beaming with strange smile.
The smiling face of Shukla after long made the crouching, helpless Dolly a bit relived. The old woman tried hard to ignore the burning pain between the inner thighs.
Red and marked as they were, they burnt hard as her thighs sweated inside her saree and petticoat. Dolly leaves a sigh of relief, maybe the hard thing was over.
But Sumi was not.
This was a smile that was known to Sumi.
A smile, which made the little girl’s heart freeze in panic.
A smile Sumi knew Shukla had with his craziest ideas rolling inside his head.
Shukla walks in front of the two females with one hand in his pocket and one hand at his back, the naked one kneeling and the saree clad old one squatted.
Shukla brings out the hand from back and completely ignoring the culprit, Dolly, holds the sealed large bottle full of coconut hair oil.
Shukla elaborately turns the cap of the bottle, opening it and throws the bottle cap on Sumi’s face, like carom striker.
The cap hit’s with a sharp snap on the little girl’s pouty lips, just making her shiver.
Shukla walks directly to the little girl, his eyes beaming in lust.
Sumi could only see the dark silhouette of Shukla, to her eyes, he seemed to be one of those monsters seen in her fairy tale book in her childhood.
Her short, rather very short childhood.
Shukla stands in front of Sumi and slides the bottle of oil pouring on her head. Sumi, who kept her head religiously stiff, knew Shukla’s sick purpose unlike her mother who watched with bursting eyes.
Shukla empties almost three-fourth of the magnum sized bottle of oil, making the little girl’s head and torso drenched in thick coconut oil. Shukla turns to Dolly and pours the rest of oil over her head. Dolly had no idea of what was happening but kept herself mum with the oil drenching.
Shukla now pulls out two combs and a handful of regular rubber bands and throws on the ground.
“Now… Sumi and you kutia,… dress the other one up in the best hairstyle… and one who fails to make me happy, the other one gets a very very shocking punishment…”
Sumi’s face seemed would burst in helpless pain while Dolly still seemed a bit lost. Shukla grins,” Sumi, it means, if your mom doesn’t ties your hair well, you suffer, and if you fail to make your mom enough kinky in my eyes to pardon her grave crime, she will face that special punishment…now… you two have exactly….ummm…I want to give you two a little time… well… fifteen minutes ? twenty ? fine? twenty is fixed …and your time starts now….” Shukla looks at a glance at his watch, and looks lazy to the far spiral hilly areas in the horizon.
Sumi holds her mothers hand and briskly whispers in her mother’s ears, something short and effective that made the old woman pick up the brush instantly.
Shukla, who was now easing himself only looks at a glance to the two infidel women, combing each other’s oil drenched hair, a scene worth watching, a naked young girl and her shabbily dressed mother.
Shukla’s eyes were stuck lazy on the horizon until a black spot appeared.
It was the jeep coming back.
Shukla’s eyes beamed with glare and looking at his watch he says dry, without looking at the females, “you have exactly three minutes and seventeen seconds left…”
Right then Sumi answers soft, “ we…we are ready sir…”
Shukla instantly turns, his heart misses a beat.
 
 
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[manigopal]

Sumi’s thighs itched vigorously in the thigh length murky, dark mossy green, rotten pond beside a bamboo orchard. Her neck pained hard being her head bent for long in semi-sideways in a queer position as her soft, smooth creamy oiled up skin burnt in crude sunlight. Dolly, was not in a good position too, just being closely attached to her daughter. Not only her legs and thighs were itching and burning but shivering too in this shocking torture. The mother and daughter, facing them, had their hair tied together and so are their opposite hands. Both tried to manage to hold their balance in the muddy, slippery pond. But, slipping their balance would be a disaster, as they knew. A constant pain between the crouch made the women overtly cautious. Right then a ball of mud comes and hits Dolly’s face. But no, one must go chronologically and the finer details of their current placement.
Shukla gazed for minutes at his double meat with shocking pleasure.
Dolly had her oiled hair neatly combed and was in a elaborate hairstyle. She had her hair middle parted with lace plait at both the sides. At the back, at one side, Dolly had long plait, while the other side was braided and pony puffed at intervals.
Sumi, carrying a sharply smelling oil factory over her head had her hair combed in middle parting so smooth that it looked like a gramophone disc. Sumi, at one side had a shining, fishbone plait, while on the other side it was a top chignon.
Shukla could feel his enormous anger is quickly changing to lust. Both of them looked really like his meat, but Sumi was his target. As for Shukla knew well, it’s Sumi who got it right for him to like their decking up.
Shukla advances to the women, and looks at one of his man and indicates at Dolly.
A huge bahubali walks to Dolly. Dolly tries to bring a smile on her face, a smile of acceptance, but her burning inner thighs, her aching body, made the reaction far from being a smile. With a sharp pull, the pallu was taken away and promptly the saree off. A sharp tug on waist and the petticoat comes out, and then the blouse showing up her huge saggy tits.
Dolly, stark naked, with saggy hanging tits, protruded droopy belly and fat thighs stood beside her daughter. Exactly then, the jeep arrives and creeks upon the pebbled portico.
Lallanpur gaon was gleaming in excitement. A small village of a few couple of hundred people, hardly they get any form of entertainment. To watch a movie, they need to travel twenty five kilometers and for hospital it is fifty.
This day became a fete for them.
Two women, one side of their hair tied to each other, were marching through the village roads and streets escorted by mukhia, sarpanch and hoards of bahubalis.
As the procession went further, followers joined up, with men cheering swear words, women giggling and children running and laughing.
It was really difficult for the women to walk sideways, but none of them couldn’t care less for that now. Both of them were white in horror and couldn’t dare to think what awaited their fate now.
The procession ended at the panchayat venue.
At their horror, the women finds Shukla seated on the chair at panchayat.
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[manigopal]

The little girl was terribly shivering in front of the maddening mob. Dolly could foresee the coming. It is something dreadful and a horror. As a tested woman, she could easily expect what would happen once Shukla let the mob free on them. The male mobs were gleaming in sheer excitement, women and kids were ready with chappals and jhhadus. As the introduction was given by the mukhiya, these two whores from city came to lure the good men of the village and were roaming naked on the outer fields. There they had been caught red handed and is brought here for justice.
Shukla took his chance to walk to the women, while mukhiya went on with his elocution. Shukla comes very near to Sumi and runs his hand on her sooth head, “kaisi lag rahi hain dear ?”
“maalik, mujhe jo chahe karo…meri beti ko chodd dijiye..main aapki…”
“Shhhhhhhhhh”
Dolly is interrupted by Shukla sharply, “tu chup reh budhiya kutti… aaj jo teri jaan bachi..woh teri yeah gudiya ke liye…”
“isske upar, hamare bahut bhagya hain, ki maalik khud haazir hain …to vichar unke haath pe hi samarpit karta hu…” ends the mukhiya with a namaste to Shukla.
Shukla makes the punishment short.
Fresh juicy canes of bamboos were chopped out, not much thick. Two identical canes of two and half feet, as asked by Shukla.
The five members of panchayat all got chance to whack the elder woman twice and the younger girl once with the freshly made canes.
Like every good and bad things the caning was over. Not as hard as it was expected. The panchayat heads were not much at ease to cane to naked women publicly, which they would gladly do behind the doors.
Shukla now came up taking the canes himself.
Instantly to his indication, four of his bahubalis jumped over on Sumi and Dolly making them fall over the ground and stretch their legs apart.
Shukla, without any hesitation, insert cane to Sumi’s cunt.
The little girl jerks up, but stays stiff and looks up directly to Shukla’s eyes.
A look Shukla couldn’t ignore. The little girl’s cow like eyes were full of vulnerability and reminding Shukla of the enjoyments she had given to him.
Shukla’s hand stopped with a little push in cunt, but enough in to keep it stuck.
Shukla forcefully turns her eyes to Dolly and inserts the cane in her cunt too.
And from then till sunset the two women were tided and made to stand in the rotten pond of the village.
The hot sun couldn’t made people come and watch any less.
The bahubalis surrounded the pond and nobody was allowed to come much near but the place indeed turn to quite a fairground in few hours.
Chanawala, chaiwala to bhikhari poured around. People from nearby villages flooded in to see the fun.
Sumi shivers up thinking about those five hours. Her whole body aches as never. Beside her, her mom sat still too. Both of them were travelling to the city in one one of the three wheeler carriages of Shukla. Shukla was kind enough to cease with the punishment and allowed them some clothes from the village and his carriage till city.
However, unheard to everyone Shukla whispered to Sumi’s ears, “kal college aa rahi hain kya ?”
Sumi looks up in sheer astonishment to Shukla and before she could reply up he himself nods, “ok ..take rest, but be presnt in tuition afternoon…” and grins silently.
Dolly stood silent in front of their gate. Never she thought of coming back to this hell again but, the old woman holds her head down, controlling her tears and rushes in.
Sumi all the way was thinking, what will be tomorrow. How will she face some few people now ? Shukla knows where she was, but what would she say to Rajiv? What would she say to Ed whom she royally ignored after a few talks in the café with Chopra.
Right then a shrill yell comes from within the house.
It was Dolly’s.
Sumi runs like hell inside and finds her mother squatted over the floor, crying and sobbing like mad.
“Mom…kya..hua ? what’s the matter?”
Dolly looks up at her daughter in a maddening voice, “beti… can’t you see around, koi apnekamre ki talashi ki aur….” and she indicates a special locker, gulping out each word in extreme pain,” teri shadi ke liye, eke k karke jitney bhi paise ekattha kit hi..sab..sab chale gaye… “ and breaks down in painful cry.
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