Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Dolly felt utterly helpless. She couldn’t find any words to speak. For few moments the old woman gazes at her daughter, in a hope that Sumi would say something, but the later sat stone still. She didn’t speak up a word.
Dolly was a bit taken aback when she found Sumi returned to house. But unlike other days, she was still in her outer clothes, sitting to a corner in bed, silently. It was more of the girl’s behavior that had taken Dolly aback.
She was already feeling jittery with the nasty question of Rajiv. She knew Rajiv said it to shock her but even the idea had made her gone pale.
In seconds in her mind it had occurred, she needs to get them married.
Sumi and Rajiv.
As soon as possible, to cease Rajiv’s wild ideas. That is the only thing to do and se will do it anyway. A tight jawed Dolly had entered the room, filling her heart up with self esteem, which gets a big thump watching her daughter.
Still dolly sparked the conversation up. The discussion over the marriage she is planning.
Been at other times Sumi had either snapped back or tried to cool her down from being too anxious for her marriage, but today she remained surprisingly silent. Dolly felt helpless. She needed to talk about the clause to Sumi.
“The hardest part of the job, it is …”Dolly thought in her mind. The old woman feels as helpless as irritated. “Can you hear me Sumi ? Or am I just burbling to a wall?” Dolly asked.
Sumi looked up at her mother, calm and stayed silent.
“Now don’t try and show me your eyes Sumi…” Dolly says with bitter anger,”I’m not here to see your spiteful eyes! Answer me!”
“Answer you? What?” Sumi replies soft and calm.
“So you mean to say, that you heard nothing to whatsoever I said for so long? Do you?” Dolly asks controlling her hand hard from bursting it on her daughter’s cheek.
“Oh that!” Sumi says softly,” I thought you were talking to yourself mom, rather dreaming should I say?”
Dolly suddenly gets her temper fall down and watch her daughter for few seconds and almost whispering she says,” I can be a disgraceful mother Sumi, but a mother … I will get my dream fulfilled anyway…” and struggles up and walks out of the room, blindly upstairs. There was something in her tone that overcame the scene she saw couple of hours back. That was something she saw. This is something she felt. The little girl was in despair. Which one bore the true color? “Why does mom want me to get married? Is it for her mental security or something else?” The little girl shivers in shame and disgust.
“Aauu jeeeeee ?” the sultry eyes, the suppressed giggle, the elongated “ji”, all added up as she stood on the threshold of Rao’s living room. A raised up hand held the door side, revealing the creamy white underarm of the much used old whore Dolly.
Rao’s jaw had dropped. Though her mauls and enjoys this elderly woman almost daily in his bed, her adah and her immense charm never seems to end. The entry she does each day makes his heart gives a leap. Rao gulps down his glassful of cheap whiskey and grunts and asks her in.
Dolly makes a face that’s impossible to explain in words. A facial gesture practiced over for years by whores and entertainers and walks in. Dolly, though seemed at her best was actually calculative in her each step.
The old woman had decided something. Whatever it may take, she will accumulate back some money, enough to get Sumi married and get it done. And for that she had decided her goal. She knew her limitations now. She knew she was getting old. She is losing her tenacity, her endurance to take inhuman tortures and abuses. But still being a mother, she needs to endure that humiliation again. The humiliation she faced to accumulate the money previously. But Dolly was adamant. She would take twice the humiliation and pain again to ensemble up the cost of marriage, a grand fat wedding of her daughter. All she now had set was to accumulate money and Rao is not a payer. He is just to be kept on humor to stay up till Sumi’s marriage.
Dolly creek and moan as she bangs down hard over the floor by Rao’s kick. She turns her face and smile, “yeh lo, gand uuthati hu..maaro…” and raises her buttock. She needs to get the landlord get mad in lust and get drunk to pass off. Turning her face off, the old woman closes her eyes and bites her lips as her whole body jerked with the inhuman hard kicks of Rao. But something with the kick made the old woman go pale. A chilly thought that made Dolly get more tensed up. What is the assignment that Siddu didn’t speak about? Why is this hush-hush thing? Dolly was sure that she was called upon day by Siddu to brief on the idea too. But Siddu surpassed that very smoothly every time she asked what the job was about. Suddenly the idea gets the old woman go cold in fear and right then she feels choked and her eyes darkening.
 
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[manigopal]

Sumi tried her level best not to show any signs of amazement and pulled back herself in her shell upon reaching the designated place. The venue this time is even bigger and plusher hotel, one of the leading bouquet resorts of the country.
The richness had made her go numb. Sumi was alarmed from the beginning of their journey in the fifteen seater luxury van. A couple of girls from the B group, the group in which Sumi was and who witnessed her harassment by the guards were also there who whispered the scoop to the other girls. Sumi also had a stark contrast with the other girls in respect to her clothes, her simple long non-dyed hair, and her small bag she carried, her whole appearance in total. She san any costly make up or styles, no costly dresses, rather in a normal skirt and a top while other girls were shining in miniskirts and shorts and dresses with stylized hairstyles and accessory.
Soon she felt being outcast from the group, with nobody talking to her but whispering and giggling about her. Sumi had sat straight with tight jaw, trying to evade her mind to something else trying not to hear, but words like slum, footpath and slut plunged into her ear.
The little girl looked up at the purring gang, who were actually ogling her like a strange creature and instantly stealing the looks, giggling away.
Dolly’s heart gave a huge leap as she enters into Prasad’s chamber.
She was in a typical nylon saree and tight cleavage showing blouse, her hair in a high pony and braided from the middle, adding up unnecessarily to her sluttish look.
Not only Prasad was back from his tour, but also present in the room were Siddu, Parekh and Shah. All four of them sat in the sofa and none looked quite cheerful that made Dolly cling to fear. The room was chilly cold and so was the reaction in all four men’s face. While Siddu and Shah showed real disgust in their faces seeing her enter, Parekh remained reaction less. Only Prasad’s eyes twinkled or were it her misunderstanding. The whole atmosphere of the room was rather gloomy and grave.
Dolly smiles up brightly, greeting a good morning to all, a note which Dolly felt a bit too loud for the room.
None reciprocated to her greetings.
Siddu in a dry professional voice asks her to sit down.
Dolly takes her place in the blank space beside Shah’s. He doesn’t turn at her to see.
“What’s the matter sir?” Dolly couldn’t control herself.
“Brief her, Siddu…” Prasad speaks up, “but before that, let me tell you something Dolly. This assignment is extremely …should I say, necessary or a question of survival?”
“And, sadly it’s not your survival we are actually thinking about. It’s about our, the company’s existence…” Parekh added in a cold voice.
Dolly’s heart was freezing each moment, when Siddu started narrating in a grave broken voice.
“Dolly, there’s an important associate of us in the States, you must know about the L***S***Z company?”
Dolly nodded her head promptly. She knew the company’s name very well. Though she didn’t with them directly, but had to deal with some middlemen regularly. She knew that company was a regular client of them. To be precise, a heavyweight client. But what she didn’t understand what a small fry like her would do in such a big matter.
“Now, this associate of our company is sending down his best man, to see over the business situation here for a few days, understand?” Siddu asks.
To this Dolly nods too but doesn’t quite understand the problem in it.
“It seems you don’t understand the problem Dolly…” Prasad say, “this guy is a maverick, with a walk in a plant he can draw over the plant design and make up a bigger and better plant…so, if he chances to understand our business patter here, he will start the business here, and that means…?” Prasad says in a questioning tone to Dolly.
“We …errr.. lose them as our client…” Dolly says faltering.
“Not only that you idiot…” Shah speaks up bitterly,” we would lose our other clients also, do you understand now?”
Dolly could understand the graveness of the situation but couldn’t understand her role in it. Till date she had served one purpose. Dolly clears her throat and in a energetic voice speaks up, “I, …I will take good care of him sir…”
To this all four men exchange looks and a strange smile passes through their faces.
“Even we have thought for it Dolly, but the problem is, this guy is completely a nerd and uninterested in any kind of woman…” Prasad says slowly.
“If it was for a beautiful girl to please him off with, we were about to hire some starlets for him, but… it’s of no use.” Siddu say in a grim voice.
Dolly was feeling unnerved and confused. What do they want her to do then? The worst part being Dolly knew very well, she is not a situation to fail to the job too. Not only for Siddu’s threat about Dolly, but also for the survival.
Only last night she had made her mind up to accumulate up for Sumi’s marriage and it’s the very next day she faces a harsh and confusing task.
Dolly tries to compose herself and in a calm voice asks, “what is exactly that I have to do?”
Prasad looks up at her and says irritably, “I don’t know! None of us know anything! Just keep him busy! Keep him distracted! Keep his mind absent so that his tour is fruitless…”
“And to make him understand our company is their best stake…” Dolly adds up calmly.
Prasad halts abruptly. A faint smile passes through Parekh’s face and he exchanges looks with Siddu.
Prasad watches the old woman for a few seconds. The cheaply dressed and slutty appearances, the tired eyes, the overdone makeup and hair- will she be able to handle this grave situation at all? It was him who vouched for her, with Siddu and Shah staunch against giving so important a task on Dolly. Parekh had always kept faith in Prasad’s decision, but now it was Prasad himself who was a bit taken aback. But now it was a point of no return. They need to proceed with her and leave on fate.
Prasad looks at Dolly for a few seconds and in a short but clear voice calls out a bit aloud, “Mukhtar”…
Sumi was feeling stupid again attending the event. This time too, she didn’t carry any bustier or strapless bra to wear choli blouses properly. Some girls carried inert halter tops too to manage. They were said while selection that dresses will be given so Sumi had carried practically nothing much. Not that she have much too. Clenching her teeth, abusing herself she wore the choli with nothing underneath.
However, while sitting lined for hair doing, Sumi was helped by an elderly kind hairdresser. She pacified Sumi and said she would carry a strapless bra for Sumi tomorrow. The little girl’s eyes misted up in thankfulness.
Sumi strolled loosely around the corridors, sometimes attending the seminar in the hall, standing at the sides. The fair would start from the following day. Today there was the seminar ending up with a high tea.
The hostess’s too had not much work today, who were mostly not seen around, giggling and chatting around and flirting with people.
Sumi felt rather cheap for these and rather strolled alone. She wanted to pass off her day today anyhow. The stress was too much with the choli. Each time she remembered her wardrobe chaos, she turns numb.
Suddenly a low hiss made her turn her face and her heart struck a beat.
It was Dinesh sir !
Since in the audition and reaching here, Sumi didn’t saw Dinesh. She was feeling kind of comfortable thinking Dinesh won’t be around in this event too.
But now she was feeling a bit perplexed too.
Slowly she walks to Dinesh who was chatting in a room with a person, standing.
“Good evening sir !” Sumi says with asmile to Dinesh and smiles at the other person too.
Dinesh hardly showed any reaction, but in a pleasant face replied, “will you please get us two cups of coffee Ms. Sumi ?”
Sumi nods her head instantly and leaves.
She was in fear that Dinesh would say something insulting to her. But rather he behaved politely and asked her to do some job.
Sumi smiles in her mind as she walks back with the cups of coffee, holding the saucers gingerly. “Why should Dinesh sir insult me in front of all anyway !” Sumi thinks. She is here for a job and Dinesh would publicly not say anything bad to her, naturally.
Sumi walks back softly to the chatting Dinesh, who were now on much happier note, laughing hard among themselves.
Sumi stood for few moments and softly said, “Sir, coffee…”
Dinesh looks back to Sumi, with smile in his face and eyes and stretches his hands and instead of taking the coffee cups simply pulls down the girl’s choli making her heavy udders pop out in front of their eyes.
Sumi’s face had gone red instantly understanding her vulnerability and that she can’t adjust her choli holding the cups, her bosom dangling bare in front of their eyes.
Sumi closes her eyes in shame and whispers, “Sir !!!..” Drops of water run down from the helpless closed eyes.
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[manigopal]

People passed through their back, as Sumi was facing her back to the corridors and parallel doors of the room. But seeing her almost topless, rather worse than that, as her two semi-saggy tits hung vulnerably over her chest as she held on the coffee cups, would be a rather normal chance for any who would walk up to Dinesh.
Even from side view, one can see the little girl’s used hanging udders.
Sumi open her her eyes, her face had gone red and broken in shame and helplessness, “Please sir !... please… don’t do this to me ! …I… I ..”the helpless little girl sobbed.
Dinesh looked at the girls eyes, with is eyes twinkling in fun but his face was pleasant without a crease of smile. No one could imagine seeing his face that he is enjoying a shameless show. It seemed, Dinesh was looking at some furniture r nature rather than staring at the girl.
Very slowly he reached his hands out, holding over the cup and saucers.
Sumi stared a second as Dinesh hands on the cups to himself and instantly pulls her blouse down.
As her luck would have it, the blouse was not to easy to fit, at least to hide her tits back again so easily. As Dinesh watched her embarrassing face and helpless tries to fit herself in desperately, the little girl turns around. Instantly understanding it was the stupidest thing to do, as she now faced the corridor and the passing people Sumi again turns back helplessly, letting off a muffled grunt. With desperate pushes and pulls the little girl succeeds in hiding back her udders again and looks up at Dinesh.
Dinesh for a second gets vexed by the stare of Sumi. It had a question. It had anger of getting harassed. It had a untold mystic thing.
Sumi’s eyes were red and she turns her face and rushes out of the room.
Blindly the little girl runs to the ladies washroom. She wanted to cry herself out. Understanding the washstand is not an ideal place, as other girls may enter she rushes inside a WC and locks it it and breaks of crying.
The little girl bangs her head helplessly in the wall of the small enclosure. Why does it happen to her? Why did Dinesh sir had to harass her in this manner in front of someone else? Yes, she had been cheap for him, but that all in private. But why today in a place where she wanted to work with her head high, like a normal worker?
The little girl went on sobbing in pain and anger and right then there were rude thumps on the door of the WC. A ruder male voice was heard, “Kya re randi ! Din bhar hagti rahegi to mehmano ka dekhbhal kaun karegi chut ? Jaldi nikal…”
An unknown voice that made the little girl’s heart goes freezing.
More than two hours had been spent and each moment Dolly could understand the gravity of the situation.
Everything was so different.
Everything was so classy.
Everything was so rich.
Never did in her life Dolly had dreamt to flaunt these clothes of her much used cheap body.
A woman who live her life in a gutter.
A life full of abuses and exploitation.
The dresses she was supplied with Mukhtar.
The salon she was taken to was one of the most plush and expensive of the city making her knees tremble as she walked in naively behind Mukhtar.
On every passing moment, her thumping heart was making Dolly realize this is not what she had been doing years long.
It’s a different ballgame altogether.
When she walked out of the salon nearly after three hours, she saw the phanthom of Prasad parked in front. The old woman walked slowly, tapping the pencil heels over the ground. Never in her life the old woman wore the dresses she wore at the moment.
A look that bedazzled not only Prasad but also Shah who ogled at the old woman in her new avatar.
Dolly had her head down as she walked silently to the car.
Clad in the extremely well cut pleated A line skirt and blazer, with the white shirt made her look quite different. Her hair was gelled and tied in a high chignon, with a braid surrounding her bun. A completely different look that made the old woman Dolly appears so classy and different.
All three remained quiet all through their journey to the airport.
Only Shah had murmured once in a low voice, ”She looks all right, but…would it really work ?...”
Prasad maintained a wooden face. As they reached airport Prasad allowed Shah to get ahead few steps and suddenly holds Dolly by her wrist.
A hold Dolly had forgotten for long.
It had been long that Prasad held her hand in the manner he did now. A way Prasad used to some seven to eight years earlier.
A surprised Dolly couldn’t help looking up at Prasad.
“Dolly… I need to tell you something…” Prasad says in a broken tone.
“Ji… ji sir…” Dolly reciprocated in a much earnest and cordial way.
“Dolly…there’s a huge stake on this work… and on You…” Prasad says in a very serious and grave tone. “And honestly, everything depends on you, though I don’t know whether you can do it…”
Dolly wanted to say something but Prasad continued.
“It was only me who vouched and vetoed over you… “ and looks at the old woman’s eyes, “Do not let me down Doll”
A shiver goes down over the old woman’s body. It had been so long that Prasad had ever called her by that name, “Doll”.
A name Dolly almost forgot herself.
The old woman’s eyes vaporizes in gratefulness or maybe something much complicated, but the end being she whispering in a very low but clear tone, “I will not let you down sir… I will not…” Droplets of tears run down from the weary eyes and she looks up to Prasad with full esteem. Yes, she will do it.
Dolly was all in her full esteem, waiting for the maverick to come outside as they waited. She had kept her cool and decided to act accordingly after seeing and judging the man apparently.
Dolly was much engulfed into her thought and didn’t quite notice that people already started to flock out. She was quite abruptly been raised up from her thoughts as Prasad yelled at someone. Dolly stiffened and put her all attention to Prasad’s POV who raised and waved his hand back. Dolly felt the earth shaking under her feet and being drained off her blood as she stared at the so called maverick with bursting eyes.
Dolly stood to the balcony, facing the hills and the lake to the company’s VVIP guesthouse. So much the old lady was engulfed in her own thoughts; she didn’t quite hear the footsteps. All in her mind, Dolly was engulfed into a complete darkness. A situation where she didn’t knew how to react.
The guy, Vic aka Vikash Desai is a young person, even younger than Rajiv. The innocent face, the thick spectacles, the messy hairs, all showed that Vic Desai was a youth who resided at a different plane.
As Dolly lamented on her fate, while watching Vic coming out from the airport, she wondered how many nasty crimes she has to do.
She felt really low being delivered to such a young boy.
She rather felt too dirty and shameful over herself.
Dolly felt to walk away from there; she couldn’t be that low to lure and lay a young boy, that too who’s innocent.
Right then another innocent face surfaced to her mind.
The innocent face of Sumi.
Dolly closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Yes, she has to do this.
Dolly had promised herself to go to the bottom of shamelessness and selling herself off this time as a last stance to accumulate for Sumi’s marriage.
She stiffens her jaw and looks up at the advancing guy.
Suddenly something strikes the old woman.
The eyes of that boy.
They were not eyes, they were shining like diamonds.
It seemed, all of the life of Vic had been centralized to his eyes.
Dolly instantly understood, this young boy is a class apart.
He is not only intelligent but dangerously intelligent.
She needs not to be cautious with him.
Dolly requires to be extra cautious with this boy.
Dolly was totally engulfed in her thoughts. They had straight driven to the VVIP guest house in outstretch of the city limits. While Vic has been hailed to a grand suite, Dolly is occupying another room, and so is Shah.
Right the moment, Shah had entered to Dolly’s room and was much enraged to find the old whore gazing out from the balcony.
“Any ideas or strategy? Why don’t you go and talk to him? I mean, getting friendly…” Shah suggests suddenly.
Dolly kept on staring, ignoring Shah’s remark.
Shah gets a step forward, “can’t you hear me you old fool?”
Dolly turned to Shah and softly said, “Don’t yell please…let me think!”
Shah gnawed his teeth and grunted, ”Oh, so our honorable Ms. Dolly is thinking now! Shall I just remind you that we pay you for parting your legs and not for thinking?”
Dolly stares at Shah for a moment and smiles a little, “ for sure, but you need to think when to part your legs and when to cross it…If you are so anxious why don’t you go and part yourself instead?”
Shah stares a little at Dolly and grabs her arm and gives a pull, “it seems you haven’t been in place for long…” and pulls her t the bed.
Dolly struggles herself, ”please, look…we are here for a different work…”
Shah gives the old woman a deliberate rude push making the woman fall helplessly over the floor in a heap.
The so chicly dressed woman, suddenly looked helpless and vulnerable as she is.
Dolly knew what is going to happen now.
She could read the angry lust in Shah’s eyes.
Dolly knew he wanted to feast upon Dolly in this unseen look of her these long years.
The old woman still makes a feeble chance, ”But, but I’m here for a different job sir…”
“And when you are NOT doing that that, then you are to please me, isn’t it whore?” Shah giggles a dirty grin and hits the old woman’s thigh with the tip of his shoe.
Dolly could only make a feeble sound, “Ouchhh”.
The little girl sat in her room with glaring eyes full of tears.
Thankfully, none of the roommates of her were back, even after the high tea was over some hours back.
Most probably, Harish took then for a ride.
It however thankfully helped Sumi. She needed a breathing space.
A time to weep.
How could Dinesh sir be so mean and nasty with her in public?
Though she couldn’t trace the insulting nasty voice outside the loo, but Sumi was quite sure it was also a trick by either Dinesh sir himself or by his order.
What Sumi couldn’t digest was the amount of disrespect and uselessness Dinesh sir showed while popping out her udders in presence of an unknown third person.
Stealing at glance at that man, Sumi could see only cheap amusement and casual fun in the man’s face. A face people do when they watch a joker’s act.
An act of tomfoolery by her to amuse him.
Sumi bites her lips hard.
“What was her fault? Just that she wanted to work hard and properly? Just that Sumi wanted to show her mother that one can earn without selling herself!”
The little girl bangs her head in despair.
Right then the phone rang.
The weeping little girl looked at the phone in a lightning speed.
It was a déjà vu.
She knew that phone would come. And she knew very well who called.
“Hello…” The little girl replies in a calm voie.
“Sumi…?” was the question back from the other side.
Sumi was startled a bit. It was not Dinesh’s voice.
“Sumi, Harish here…would you come up to my room please? …”
Sumi stayed silent for a second.
Al was going same, but Harish was playing Dinesh sir’s role.
But who’s role is Dinesh sir playing ? The little girl asked herself.
“Sumi, are you there?” Harish asked.
“Yes …yes sir…I’m here…and…and…yes sir” Sumi replied.
“My room number is 1203…”and Harish keeps the phone down.
Sumi holds the phone even when it started beeping.
Silently, she places the mouthpiece over the cradle and slowly walks out of the room, mesmerized.
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[manigopal]

Dolly laid over the spongy bed clenching her jaws tight and turning her stiff face aside as Shah feasted upon her. She had no choice but to let him go, but Dolly hated it to the core, especially as she knew it very well how much Shah disliked her.
But of course, in her course of life as a comfort woman, Dolly knew it well distaste also has a sexual lust. The lust that originates from anger, something that Dolly was undergoing at the moment.
Her blazer and shirt had been thrown away, and her bra slipped down from one shoulder, making it popping out her udders to Shah. Dolly’s panty had been pulled out and the lovely skirt pulled up till her belly and with her socks on.
Shah was at full rage. He was venting out his lust upon the old whore. For long he had thought of having her for a few days. But two major things barred. Firstly, Dolly is mostly occupied with Prasad and then to Siddu. Shah has no cutting point there. Secondly, he hardly had the courage to organize Dolly for himself alone. And now he had his chance, Shah thought.
He has got an open chance and allowance to use the whore whenever there’s time.
Dolly grunted in a low voice, “don’t bite… it will leave marks…” and then added, “please …sir…”.
Dolly too was feeling quite uncomfortable with Shah.
Not that Dolly was not fucked by Shah earlier, but it was all in a group. And Shah used to act rather low compared to the others. Never did the old woman dreamt of spending times with Shah alone and what more surprised the old woman that Shah was never so vigorous before.
Dolly holds her breathe and suppresses a blunt cry that was about to come.
Shah was pulling her sleek braid mercilessly as her broken bun covered the pillow. Shah was pulling the old woman’s head up to him by her braid right when there was a knock in the door.
Dolly never had seen such a thing like this before.
In that fraction of a second Shah had totally changed, jumping up away from her and blindly roaming in the room, vulnerably.
Dolly found it rather comical as Shah looked helplessly around as there was a second knock on the door.
Dolly silently gets up and pulls a bath robe from the ward robe and covering her op she parts the door.
It was Prasad’s driver who carried a suitcase to her.
Dolly nods and takes her effect in. Shah was not seen around.
A bit astonished Dolly speaks up in a suppressed tone, “it was only my things from office, and you can come out now…” . Right then Shah crawls out beneath the bed.
Being back on his two Shah indicates the bed to Dolly.
Dolly nods her head and in a icy voice says, “my things are here and I need to get on to my work…You don’t want to waste my time, do you?”
Dolly had read up Shah’s characteristics while he romped over her body. Though he was vicious, he was just a fox taking chance of absence of the lion.
A few hard words from her, Shah would be on his line.
And Dolly was correct.
Shah murmurs something and dresses up fast and walks out of Dolly’s room.
Sumi sat in a single settee as Harish had gone inside. Sumi was however feeling a bit queer. Firstly, she was much surprised when Harish had called her up, as she expected someone else to call her up.
The little girl was so surprised that she came up almost the way she was, in a long skirt and a top and hair tied in a flat pony with banana clip.
And when she appeared to Harish’s room, his reaction and setting did not seem that Sumi had been called upon for some indecent work.
Sumi was sitting tight in her place. The little girl felt rather confused and didn’t know what is awaiting.
Harish was back, talking in mobile about work and business.
Sumi looked up as Harish finished talking at looked upon her.
“Sorry…lot’s of calls… “ Harish says kind of curtly with a semi-formal smile.
“Oh…it’s absolutely fine sir…” Sumi replies in the same manner.
“You will take tea or coffee?” Harish asks.
“Err… no sir, I’m fine…thanks…” Sumi replies hurriedly, being rather impatient about the reason of her being called upon.
“I’m having some tea myself Sumi and will be ordering, so it’s nothing special…would you?” Harish smiles.
Sumi giving up nods and adds, “yes sir…well..Thank you, I will…”.
And so the tea was served and Sumi had to keep on sipping and awaiting for Harish to speak up.
What was the hesitation for? Does Harish really wants in a different way?
Harish too looked rather uneasy but suddenly settles his eyes on Sumi and says “Sumi, I need to tell you something…err… you don’t need to be on duty from tomorrow…”
Sumi had almost slipped the cup from her clumsy hands and managed to put it over the saucer with a bang, looking surprised at Harish.
you need not be there at the fair stalls tomorrow as a hostess”
Sumi stared at Harish for few seconds; her head was going blank and heavy. Almost in a trance she asks, ”And why so sir?...Why am I not required anymore?”
Harish opened his mouth to say something but stops and says in a softer tone, “you don’t need to hear those Sumi…I mean; it’s of no use to you…”
Sumi looks at Harish and says in a soft but strong tone, ”but I really want to know the reason of me being fired sir…”
Harish leaves a sigh and says, “well, if you insist, you know my brother, don’t you? He doesn’t feels you to be fit as an A class hostess…result being, a model is already on her way from the city. She will be taking your place from tomorrow…”
Sumi stood up calmly.
The little girl’s ears were burning with helpless anger and insult.
Her face was flushed red and eyes were filled up with warm tears.
Holding her face up, to manage her tears from running down the little girl speaks up,”very well sir… should I leave right now or tomorrow morning?”
Harish nods his head, “Oh Sumi, you are mistaken…you are going nowhere in these fair days…just that you would now act as a backup …” .
“Thank you so much sir…” Sumi says coldly, “but I would prefer to leave…”
Harish looks at Sumi for a few moments and smiles, “well Sumi, you did not get me quiet correctly…look here, professionally we have employed you for a work for five days as a hostess right ?”
Sumi doesn’t replies, but Harish continues, “and already the event has started, in between if there is some alteration we need to carry on with our commitment to you…”.
Sumi nods her head, “that is very nice of you sir, but…”
Harish raises his hand, “and similarly, Ms. Sumi, you too have professionally deployed yourself for a five days work here and you can’t go back foot, isn’t it? Sumi… all the players of a team doesn’t get down to field…there’s something called reserve bench…”
Sumi looked helplessly to Harish’s face. It looked emotionless with a curt smile and steel coldness.
The little girl couldn’t find a suitable reply to what Harish said but she could feel and sense something.
Something foul is brewing up.
Some nasty shock is being getting ready for her.
Sumi could feel a trap-net slowly encircling her but she just realized how vulnerable she is at the moment and gets a cold feet.
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[manigopal]

Vic was feeling extremely perturbed and irritated. Not only it is for his misogynic self, but something about this lady was making him feel utterly uneasy. Though residing in a country of equilibrium, their concerned lacked females in decisive position. Females to Vic were mother, sister and relatives. This woman, Ms. whatever her name is, what he did not come across before.
Dolly too was feeling uncomfortable and feeble to her extreme, but by some miraculous strength, the old woman tried to play a role she had never played before.
Dressed in a costly silk kaftan, wearing delicate floral fragrance, her shiny semi wet long hair middle parted and left open neatly, Dolly was trying to be in a role of a corporate honcho. A character she had always been preyed upon by.
Each moment the old woman could scent the displeasure of the young guy. Formerly he had ignored herself completely.
What actually made the old woman thankful, that Vic’s ignoring her was not because of being snob. She could now understand what Prasad sir feared about. To Vic, Dolly did not exist in his plain. Thus, she was ignored. And now, Vic was rather expecting Shah to get down into chalking out the plans for visits and meetings. But to his surprise, Dolly emerged claiming herself to be on the charge of the management and hence would be doing the job instead.
Dolly too knew she can’t do the job. She can try and make some visit plans, but being playing a role of a top member of concern was not her cake.
She has to play it somewhat different.
Presently, she had been waiting after placing a map of the state locating the factories and other important locations.
Suddenly Dolly looks up at Vic, who was watching the map with deep interest and chalking out the logistical plan of visits.
“Sir…” Dolly suddenly speaks up.
Vic looks up.
“Excuse me, what did you order for your dinner?” Dolly asks.
Vic’s eyes freckles behind the thick glasses, but surprisingly in a much normal and rather a little shy note he replies, “Well, I asked for some Indian foods…”
Dolly nods her head and with a faint informal smile, “I need to have a quick glance at it…will be back in a moment, excuse me…” and gets up and leaves.
An idea had sprung inside the old woman’s head.
A daring plan that Dolly herself is not sure about, but surely she has no other idea in her mind.
Dolly walks to the kitchen in quick steps.
Sumi looked at the ringing phone of her room.
The call she had been expecting.
It was 11 of the night and none of the girls had been back.
Sumi took the phone up and says hello softly.
The voice at the other end just speaks out his suite number and keeps the phone down.
Sumi looks at the phone spitefully.
How easily Dinesh sir had just mentioned the suite number.
How sure he was that Sumi would be running to her like a kicked bitch with tears in her eyes, squealing softly on her public harassment by him ?
Sumi clenches her jaws.
She needs to reply back.
Dinesh sir insults her to be cheap?
Sumi walks up to the mirror and smiles sourly at herself and slaps herself hard.
It was exactly after fifteen minutes that Sumi knocked the door of Dinesh’s suite.
Sumi had changed into a shorter knee length skirt and a top she had kept extra. Not that it was tight and was of three years back, it was on the verge of a cheap clothing too. Her hair was also cheaply done, with gelled up and side parted with a lazy low pony and wearing dark pink lipstick making her look utterly slutty. But the little girl wanted to look so; she wanted to shock Dinesh for once.
Dinesh, even if shocked didn’t change a crease on his face. Rather, in a sugar sweet and highly welcoming way, he greets Sumi inside.
Sumi stiffens her jaw and smiles a little. She knew the extra nice behavior of Dinesh sir was just a decoy.
“You didn’t had your dinner, did you Sumi ?” Dinesh asks in a sweet way.
Sumi nods her head softly, agreeing she didn’t.
“So you knew that you will be called up and was awaiting my call…” Dinesh giggles nasty. “ Oh, why don’t you sit please !”
Sumi gets mad in anger. How do Dinesh sir is always aware of her movements?
She helplessly sits o the sofa and calms herself off.
She cannot lose her mind now.
“Sir…I need to say you something …” Sumi says in a clear voice, suddenly facing up.
“Let me guess, Sumi…will you? You want to leave tomorrow morning? Right?”
The guess was so damn correct Sumi doesn’t speaks for few moments and then softly says, “yes sir, it is so…”
“And you have already got the answer…Sumi” Dinesh chuckles.
“But,…but I don’t want to be a backup…I would better leave” Sumi says in a stuffy voice.
“Oh no! You have lots of works Sumi ! Only if you want to do them!” Dinesh smiles.
Sumi looks at Dinesh and asks, “And what job sir?”
“Stay with me ! In the room and pleasing me…” Dinesh chuckles.
Sumi eyes flashes for a second and the little girl replies in a soft voice, “And why should I do that sir?”
Dinesh looks at Sumi for a second and says, “for money dear !... You will get paid several time much than you are here for! And I know that you know that too! You seem to have come prepared presenting the class you are from Sumi! ”
Sumi looks up at Dinesh for a second and smiles sweetly.
“Thank you so much for your compliment sir! By the way, I am not interested to spend time with you…” the little girl adds with a sour smile and gets up from the sofa.
Dinesh looks at Sumi for few seconds and bursts out in laughing and clapping his hands, ”encore Sumi, encore… what a show girl! You ought to join those C grade XX films! You have a bright future as third or fourth lead there…” and laughs acid.
Sumi looks coldly at Dinesh and says, “I am leaving sir…Good night…”
“Sumi…darling…” Dinesh says with a smile,” You know very well, if I want, I can make you perform a striptease in the underground disc of this hotel in ten minutes…isn’t it !”
Sumi suddenly get goose bumps and startles.
“I had been sweet but that does not surely mean that you will sit resting your lousy fat ass on my shoulder isn’t it?” Dinesh adds.
Sumi wanted to reply but suddenly felt all her courage and self esteem were vanished and she had been searching words.
“Now, now…! Ease down Sumi…” Dinesh raises his hand, “ I am exactly aware of your ability and don’t try to stretch your limits…”
Sumi get fused off at the blunt statements and rather confused she sits back on the sofa. Clutching
And twisting her sweating cold fingers she looks up at Dinesh sharply and puts her eyes down again,”I am sorry sir… extremely sorry, but… but I want to earn in good way! Honest and decently! Like other girls sir!”
“I apprehended that! And you wanted to shock me too by denying the offer, isn’t it Sumi?” Dinesh asks. His voice didn’t sound angry but not much cheery too.
“Errr, no…I mean…” Sumi stammers.
Dinesh smiles a dry laugh, “Sumi, when you were taking time in coming, I suspected it, and looking at your getup, I was sure…”
Dinesh now laughs up heartily, “now stop looking at me like a cow, will you Sumi? For sure you won’t attempt to dress up to my likings, as it is far upper than your class,…but what can the stupid fool attempt? Of course to disappoint me ! Isn’t it pig?” Dinesh asks sweetly.
Sumi holds her head down strongly, bearing the insults.
Dinesh returns with his booze glass and walks to Sumi, and taking a daisy from the bowl in front, pushes it in Sumi’s braid knot, “but, you are looking nice Sumi…” Dinesh says in a changed tone.
Sumi sists like a stone statuette, without moving. She was being sure of to be rained with insults now as Dinesh played on with her long braid.
There was a fun of exploitation and disregard in his touch.
Suddenly Dinesh returns to his seat abruptly and sipping to his drink asks, “well, we didn’t fixed the rate Sumi?”
Sumi looks up now, she was sweating in the chilling AC. All she had in her mind was to prove her mother that one can earn being decent also.
Can’t she beg for not using her to Dinesh sir and just take the money she is supposed to get. Won’t Dinesh sir understand her pledge for a moment?
“Sir, ek baat kahu…please?” Sumi was ready to talk her heart out now.
Dinesh raises his hand, ”not now Sumi! First thing, first! What would you settle for each day?”
“Sir I… “ Sumi wanted to talk up desperately.
“Thirty grands per day?” Dinesh says, ”what do you say?”
Sumi’s opened mouth closed. She didn’t want to talk up now. Suddenly a different idea came into her mind. She can get back her mother into normal if she can earn the amount. But what about her challenge to her mother?
Sumi gets into a real dilemma.
What would she do? This money will surely change their lives.
Sumi looks up to Dinesh’s eyes. There was no compassion in those eyes but sheer understanding the dilemma in her heart, Sumi understood.
The little girl leaves a deep sigh.
“So, that’s done…right Sumi?”
Sumi nods so faint that she herself didn’t feel the movement of her head.
The little girl closes her eyes and tries to control herself.
Again she had lost against her battle of being a good girl.
Again she had proven herself to be a slut.
A girl who is ready to shed her basic feminine value for money, Sumi wanted to cry out denying and walking out but she knew she couldn’t.
The money would make much a difference in their life.
The little girl sits in a trance for a few seconds and holds her face up, and smiles, “ Same thing for dinner sir? Shall I ?” . The little girl now wanted it to start desperately. Once started, it’s invariably will be over and once over she will get the money.
Sumi smiles welcoming to Dinesh, awaiting his approval to strip down.
Dinesh bursts in laughter, ”look at Sumi! Just as you hear your per day payment, you became so eager to strip!”. Sumi’s face turns red and her ears hot.
“I had enough horror of your lousy tits this evening Sumi! It was enough… we will have it from started from tomorrow…all right?”
Sumi nods her head, ”shall I leave now sir?”
“This moment…” Sinesh chuckles. The answer was so prompt and rude Sumi was taken back for a moment, and wanted to ask back why did he fored her to accept the offer quoting such an amount she can’t reject?
But no. These questions cannot be asked. Specially to a person who is paying her times more than her worth.
Sumi gets up and turns to walk out.
“Leave the flower back Sumi…” Dinesh says in a steel voice.
Sumi does the same and walks out of the room.
After the door closes and locks automatically Dinesh claps his hand unmindfully and in few moments Rajiv walks out of the next room.
“Excellent sir… excellent…you really know to make her cheap…” Rajiv says cheerfully.
Dinesh remained silent.
Rajiv was holding a beer bottle in his hand and sipping merrily suddenly looks at Dinesh sir.
He was thinking something with creased eyebrows and twirling the daisy between his three fingers.
“Anything wrong sir? “ Rajiv asks in a bit tensed up tone. He was a bit uncomfortable at Sumi’s misbehavior with Dinesh initially. He was sure Dinesh didn’t take the stupid girl’s impertinence sportingly.
Dinesh remains silent for a moment and then suddenly laughs up and looks up at Rajiv, “you know something Rajiv? You are quite a lucky guy to get that girl…she is ….”
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[manigopal]

As the huge clock at the lounge gonged and pronounced two of night, Dolly removes gets up from the bed. The old lady was completely naked, as she comes out of the bed. A drunk Shah tried to hold her back, but Dolly pushed him aside on the bed in in a bold authority.
“Susu ja rahi ho jaanu ?...” Shah asks mumbling. He was quite drunk and had sex with Dolly once. Actually, he was amazed as Dolly herself initiated the process, going through a long foreplay.
Dolly stood in front of the mirror, glancing at herself quickly. She quickly brushes her ruffled hair, making it into a tight bun and taking a long breathe preparing herself.
Preparing her mind for the mission she had planned. A mission; impossible.
Dolly took up the loose night dress, wearing it, fastening the waist cord, as Shah mumbled again,”mutne ke liye kapde kyun pehen rahi ho ? Aa jaa jaanu, aur ek baar ho jaye…”.
Dolly, for sure gifted Shah not only to keep him satisfied his ego for keeping him out of everything but also to keep herself active till 2 AM.
Dolly looks at Shah now, sharply, “abhi main ja rahi hu….shhhhh… not a word. Main batti bujhake jaa rahi hu… go to sleep…tomorrow I will give you another surprise…muahhh”. Dealing Shah like a trained whore, Dolly walks switches off the lights and get out of the room.
It was her luck that it was Shah present. It would have been impossible to do anything she is doing now if Siddu was present.
She needs to get Siddu into a open game too someday, Dolly thought as she walked down the stairs.
The old lady slips off the sandals from her feet and steps into the garden, walking down the other way towards the VIP duplex portion of the guest house.
Dolly walks down towards a French window and leaves a breathe of relief. The window pane is still half opened as she left it discreetly and is dark as expected. Been it hidden behind the heavy curtains no one would see it unless drawing the curtains aside.
Dolly closes her eyes for a second and slowly gets into the room.
Sneaking in cat steps she walks down to the bed of Vic.
The soft subdued light of the foot beams showed everything in a very surreal way.
For few moments Dolly stares at the sleeping face of Vic.
A face as innocent as a child and how deeply he slept so.
His breathes are heavy and lacked any rapid eye movements indicating his deep sleep.
To general people Vic slept deeply, but any clinical person would understand that Vic had been drugged by something.
Dolly closes her eyes and gulps her tension and slowly remove the quilt from Vic’s waist.
Slipping down the boxer by her left hand, Dolly slowly runs her fingers over the young boy’s sleeping manhood.
The trained fingers of a long timed trained slut played over the boy’s private parts as Dolly stared at Vic’s face in an eagle’s way.
A faint smile ran over Dolly’s lips as she felt the growing manhood of the semi-unconscious boy. Dolly held the manhood and started to jerk it slowly.
Caressing and indulging introduction to the forbidden apple.
Sumi looked at the clock and then to herself at the huge mirror.
She looked soft and rather chaste. Dressed in a salwar kurta, her wet longs hairs open and middle parted clearly. Sumi was not happy. She was not sure how Dinesh sir may react seeing her in salwar kurta. She also wanted to dry up her hair, but there was no time. It is already 6:50 and she is asked to be in his suite at 7.
Sumi didn’t expected herself to be called upon so early by Dinesh.
She didn’t have proper sleep at night, disturbed and vexed by depressing dreams.
However, the events didn’t end after she walked out of the room of Dinesh as she expected it to be.
As Sumi reached to her room, she found a bell boy awaiting who respectfully asks her if he would carry her luggage to her new room.
Sumi was taken aback for a few moments and then understood it instantly.
Dinesh sir had changed her room.
“It will take me ten minutes, …will you please…” Sumi try to request the bell boy who hurriedly replies he would wait longer if required and requests her to take her own time for packing.
Sumi gulps her respect and quickly packs her belongings. It’s a boon to her that her roommate didn’t arrive till now and she want to go away before she returns.
As Sumi walked with the bell boy to the other floor, the bell boy respectfully lets her know that her dinner had been served in her room.
Sumi takes a gulp seeing the lavish suite she had been put into.
Though not that extravagant that of Dinesh’s suite, it is no less lavish than his rather it had softness and rather a romantic look that Dinesh’s suite lacked.
Sumi walks around into the suite. She was not happy.
She could see Dinesh’s giggling face imagining her in this grand place.
Slowly she walks to the huge lounge of the suite. Towards the glass wall that overlooked the fiery sea.
Lights slowly light up as Sumi advances as she now sees a huge dinner set over the small table for two.
Sumi walks to the table. It had a twelve course dinner served for one. A cider bottle was half emerged from the shining bucket filled with ice.
Along with the wonderful dinner laid a brown sealed packet over the table.
Sumi picks up the packet and opens it.
A stack of notes fall out along with a note.
It read;”Sumi, your charge for dining naked tonight. I don’t want to disappoint you. And don’t you disappoint me. Strip down and get to eat and drink. Cheers,
Dinesh
P.S: Be honest enough to strip down. Because you cannot trick me ”….
Sumi stood dumbstruck reading the note.
 
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[manigopal]

Vic was feeling rather batty and irritable. He was feeling like a mess and did not feel the mind right. He slept rather badly, with strange dreams that he never had before. The scanty fragmented visions of the dreams were sexual and weird enough, that never occurred earlier. What was more unlikely was the amount of nightfall he had. It seemed he had a proper ejaculation.
More than bewilderment, Vic was much into worry about what exactly happened with him. Was it the food? No. He had never had such tasty food in his entire life.
But something was not making him stay at peace. He was feeling rather queer and was not sure what to do. A situation he had never faced before.
Shah entered to the pantry and watched the woman with disgusted face for few seconds. How religiously she is arranging and directing the stewards and cooks of the kitchen for the breakfast for the honored guest.
Shah calls out a short but clear,”Dolly…”
Dolly turns and smiles to Shah, greeting him morning, but Shah still stays with a creased face.
Dolly grins, “Now, no need to be angry about last night, we are here for work Sir…”.
Shah looks around and makes a sound of bitterness,” he has called up Prasad sir…they are coming…”
Dolly gets puzzled for few moments, ”He ?...They? …What are you saying?”
“Uffff… you stupid woman…woh haramzadey, Vic… he had called up Prasad sir about something. Prasad sir and Siddu are coming over…I think something is wrong…”
Dolly feels her lower belly aching. Her whole body had turned chill in fear. All that she had feared must have come true. Dolly understood she would fall down any moment.
In a almost stupefied voice Dolly whispers to excuse her and rushes out of the pantry to her room.
Closing the door, the old woman trembles in fear, sweating like hell.
Her belly still aches and she feels to puke in tension.
Throwing out some bile and splashing water on her face and neck, made Dolly feel a bit better. As she stood back in front of the mirror, trying to clear her face up, she looks at her mobile she left at room. The screen showed a total of eighteen missed calls from Prasad sir and Siddu sir.
Dolly leaves a deep breath, a danger doesn’t come alone.
Dolly hesitated to call back right when she saw the BMW of Prasad entering the porch through the window.
Taking a deep long breathe Dolly looks at herself to the mirror and walks out of the room. Now she wants the bad things to get over fast.
She now knows what is going to happen. Sooner, it’s less humiliating for her. Dolly prepares herself and slowly takes the step down, calmly.
The calmness prevailed as the old woman walks down the room all sat, silently. The room was calm too. The calmness before a wild tornado.
Vic had been asking leading questions regarding the factories and infra-structures which he even understood he was not supposed to.
He was to gather information, not so crudely.
Prasad was sitting with a creased forehead.
He was thinking deep. This is obviously unethical by business protocols and impertinence for a business associate, but bland refusal will make them a hostile party, surely losing the whole business and ensuring enmity forever. Again, sharing answers to these leading questions are as good as sharing the blue prints and all the secrets of the business and henceforth surrendering all the strategies.
It was right then Dolly entered.
Prasad was in no mood to look over Dolly anymore.
The game is lost either way.
It was now a matter of choice, how to lose.
Open surrender or pre-lost battle?
Siddu looked up at Dolly, all his anger to take out on her.
Shah was more shifting his eyes between Prasad and Siddu and now seeing Siddu’s target fixes his gaze to Prasad’s.
Right then Vic looks up and suddenly smiles clear, ”Hey! Where have you been since morning?”
Dolly was rather taken aback, not because of the cheerful welcome. She had heard a lot of misleading statements all through her life, but the smile was clear and happy.
Not only Dolly was surprised, Prasad, Shah and Siddu was surprised too.
And so was Vic.
He disliked this lady.
Something about her was repelling but at the same time he found something about her making him thinking about her a lot.
Vic doesn’t even know why he greeted the woman and said so.
He didn’t wanted to, but someone from inside made him do so. Astonished Vic didn’t speak up more, regretting his answer.
“I…was arranging breakfast…err…why sir?” Dolly says startling.
It was obviously a bad etiquette to startle, but Vic ignored. Of course, she is a corporate chief of the organization and is doing these out of honoring his presence.
But why such dreams?
“I, errr… actually was feeling a bit of head ache…”Vic smiles a little.”But now feeling better…”
“Sorry for my impudence, but rather than hovering around, you could rather take rest today…”.
Prasad and Siddu gets stiff with the old foolish woman’s insolence.
Vic too was feeling being derailed and wanted to ask her to leave, and speaks out, ”Why of course! You are right…let’s call it a day Prasad uncle” and smiles out looking at Dolly, ”I bet there are special dishes present in breakfast too?”
“There are…” Dolly smiles assuring.
Vic was enraged. He desperately wished to amend what he said and blurted out, ”Ohh well ! Prasad uncle ! Siddu, please join for the breakfast…”.
Prasad in a flash of a second understood he just got saved by a flash and instantly wished to leave. Wishing him short and formal goodbye he wished to leave promptly with Siddu murmuring him to get at the best fast and if he required anything.
Vic just needed one thing.
He just required this woman out from his sight.
Everything about her was so repelling and burdening for him.
He wanted this woman away and that’s what he wanted to say to Prasad.
“Oh no uncle ! Don’t you worry! Madame is taking good care… “and smiles nerd.
Each one had their own reactions with this statement of Vic’s.
As Prasad big a fade final good bye and marched off with Siddu and Shah, the flabbergasted Vic excused himself to his room for a minute and then coming for the breakfast.
Dolly followed Shah to see off Prasad and Siddu.
Prasad was much lost in his ideas and walked with head down.
Being saved once by a hair, what will he do next time?
Shah followed the worried Prasad silently.
Siddu stopped back abruptly and looks at Dolly sharply.
Dolly couldn’t resist to stoke up Siddu’s rage more.
She knew, being treated well by other male always angered Siddu, and here again this situation was saved by her entrance to the scene.
A bare factum Siddu could not agree with.
Dolly looked up at Siddu like an innocent girl and batted her eyelashes several times in an animated way.
Siddu grinds his teeth and whispers, ”bahut ras jam gayee lagta hain ? What is that you are doing ?” Siddu grunted.
Dolly couldn’t resist herself from taking advantage of the situation by smiling and batting her eyelashes again in an animated way.
Siddu couldn’t control himself anymore.
He grabbed his hair and grunted,” bloody bitch,… Don’t you act smart with me!”.
Dolly knew it was not the time to make Siddu vindictive but enough to cool him down, and so she smiles nor’ mal suddenly, ”ufff…it hurts Siddu sir… please… and it would take time to say everything na ! Please sir… don’t spoil my dress now… I am the face of the company now, na!
Siddu suddenly leaves her and looks at the old lady spitefully,” that is the only thing I regret… “Spitting on the ground, he walks off the car, without turning back to the old used up whore.
Sumi stood silently with her lips drawn in, biting them hard. She stood at the same place, facing the full glass wall facing the early morning radiant sea.
It looked wonderful and mighty waves crushed over the boulders.
But Sumi was no more appreciating them, nor in the mood of it.
She stood there stark naked.
Dinesh sir had shown up himself, in a kimono, out from bath greeting him a warm good morning.
Sumi reciprocated too, though tensed up with thoughts what Dinesh sir may ask about.
Sumi was not unprepared getting naked, she knew she had to, sooner or later. Rather fast stripping will spare Dinesh sir’s vicious comments on her inner clothing and her choices. What she didn’t expect that Dinesh sir will ask her to do it as soon as she came in in this early morning!
The little girl was wise enough not to show her surprise out to Dinesh sir for sure and stripped of in few moments dropping and pulling out every bit of her clothing.
Dinesh watched with a poker face.
“Now, don’t be so regardless with your clothing dear…fold them neatly.”
Sumi was rather taken aback by the unexpected comment of Dinesh sir.
“Do it well Sumi. Get down on your knees, if you need and fold up your clothes…” Dinesh says in a pleasant firm voice.
The little girl understood Dinesh sir’s job already on move and gets down on her knees, folding her clothes religiously.
“Place your bra and panty over the top Sumi…” Dinesh continues and Sumi does so.
Sumi was to stnd back and Dinesh had left since with her clothes as she stood naked facing the sea like before.
Standing naked in the huge palatial suite, Sumi felt so low.
She was now cursing herself to accept the offer of Dinesh sir.
Would she ask to release her ?
But the little girl knew she didn’t have the guts to do that.
Dinesh sir controlled a lot, at least in her life.
Denying his wish will be a grave error to Rajiv. Accepting the offer would make her a whore. Sumi could think of the lusty face of Rajiv, slapping her hard and making her talk each details on the incidents, swearing her madly.
Suddenly the little girl shivers up with the touch of fingers running over her silky open tresses.
Dinesh was back silently, and stood behind the little girl.
Sumi shivered and looked at Dinesh.
Never had she seen this lust in Dinesh sir’s eyes.
His fingers felt like never before.
But Sumi didn’t feel good. On the contrary, the little girl suddenly felt creepy, very creepy.
Something is going to be wrong, the sixth sense of the little girl ticked in her mind.
Sumi had seen a lot of emotions in Dinesh sir’s eyes- fun, ignoring, taunting, humiliation and rarely pity too. But never had the little girl had seen his lusty eyes.
But is this lust?
Or is this something more intimidating and coarse?
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[manigopal]

Sumi glared to the clock and feels placid. She still has some time in her hand.
The little girl felt a bit relived that her prediction about Dinesh was wrong. He was queer as usual, but didn’t show any sign of danger, till now.
“Till now…”, the young girl thinks too. But morning shows the day.
And the day didn’t seem gloomy for her.
Sumi immediately swears in her mind, seeking blessing to the good times.
For the pathetic little girl, good time meant less worry and good food.
How she is turning exactly turning like her mother, Sumi thinks in her mind. She hated it from her heart, but however knew, she had it in her genes. She had seen and experiencing it every day in front of her eyes. Sumi knew, it is for her blood line she had been able to maintain a smile in Patel sir’s face today and indeed granted her a two hours off to rest and get dressed back.
As she thought over, Sumi’s eyes instantly ran over to the DVD case left over the bed.
A small sigh falls from her heart.
The little girl knew, the concern shown by Dinesh sir was all so false and he did wanted Sumi to fall in his trap of sweet words.
Dinesh had been particularly erratic but sweet with the young irl today.
After shattering the young girl’s nerve in a blow to get her stripped and make her fold them neatly, Dinesh applied the sudden change.
“You could have had them tied…Sumi” Dinesh whispered as he ran his fingers over the little girl’s open tresses.
Sumi shivered.
Never had Dinesh sir had touched her so delicately.
So closely.
So sensuously.
The little girl felt more helpless than to be happy.
One more thing thumped her. She was not in her perfect look and incoherently flutters
“Sir…I’m sorry. I…I…it was wet, no, sorry…extremely sorry sir…” and looks up at Dinesh with dire helplessness.
“Oh no Sumi!” Dinesh shows his benevolent face.
“It is but for you that I said so dear,…” Dinesh say with a smile.
The little girl gets more confused.
“Had your hairs tied, it would have helped you to maneuver easily…” Dinesh smiles and picks up the television remote and starts up.
Sumi’s eyes follow the screen; invariably Dinesh sir wants to watch her something.
The little girl’s eyes get stuck and feels flabbergasted for a moment.
“Now, you willdo the same poses…right Sumi?”
Sumi nods her head briefly.
More than confused, she was unsure and knew would make a mess of it.
Her ears had been burning hot and so are her cheeks.
“How does Dinesh sir invents these sick pleasures on her to play on…” The little girl thinks in her mind.
Dinesh had kept the screen paused.
On the screen showed a yoga pose of a well known beautiful actress, specially known for her fantastic figure and yoga, demonstrating the later quality of her.
The actress was showing a semi complex pose, but quite hard for Sumi.
Sumi looked up at Dinesh helplessly.
Dinesh had a fake smile of enthusiasm on his face. His eyes cheered the girl to try on the pose.
Sumi leaves a sigh and helplessly observes the yoga pose minutely, trying to get her naked hefty body into that pose.
The pose, known as “kapotasana” had to had her chest pushed out.
Dinesh, silently smiles and indicates Sumi to the screen to do so.
Sumi takes a deep sigh and do the same.
Her jaws were clenched and her eyes fumed, but the little girl maintained the placid smile on her lips.
She knows Dinesh sir wants her to react, and that is only to get her into more humiliation and harassment.
The poses continued, in intervals of five minutes each, where the helpless girl had to maintain the pose for the time. Allowing her ten seconds of interval when her poses would lose, Dinesh made the girl pose into tougher poses slowly.
Sumi continued diligently, her helpless eyes following Dinesh sir and in the horror of discovering him going disinterested by his body language.
Sumi was now really depressed and down.
She had sold herself already, but it seems of no use as Dinesh was gazing at the sea, showing his back to Sumi, for several minutes.
Suddenly he resumed and walks to the table and settles down for breakfast.
It seemed the little girl didn’t exist in the room.
Sumi too was hungry, specially observing the loads of chhota hazris Lid over the table, and now the yoga poses had stoked it up more.
Sumi softly looks at Dinesh, who royally ignored her, and watching the yoga of the beautiful actress, ate his breakfast.
Sumi doesn’t utter a word and diligently follows the next pose, Utkatasana, literally meaning the bizarre asana.
As Sumi resumed her pose into the bizarre position, Dinesh suddenly gets up with a Danish pastry in his hand and walks to Sumi, holding it in front of her mouth.
Sumi closes her eyes and leaves a deep sigh.
Is she very stupid or she is actually thinking is true.
Sitting in the lavish suite Dinesh shifted her into, dressed up for Dinesh again, Sumi thought in her mind.
After hours of making her pose and dropping the pastry as she would open her mouth to eat it and make her pick it up (by hand thankfully and not on fours like dog, as she feared) and eat it, Dinesh’s tone had suddenly changed to a caring one.
Not that he wasn’t mocking anymore, but it was the mocking of someone who cared. And suddenly Dinesh changed the mocking tone too and asked her to practice them.
Sumi was shocked as Dinesh went on, “You are a young girl Sumi, and quite good looking, a regular yoga regime will make you be a real gem…”
Sumi’s heart missed a bit.
Did Dinesh sir praised her looks and said good about her?
IS there anything else beyond making her do the yoga poses or it was just another of nasty games of Dinesh sir? The little girl thinks in her mind.
The girl looks up the clock.
Ten more minutes to pass before Sumi need to report back to Dinesh sir.
She looks at herself in the mirror again.
She was feeling nervous.
Dinesh sir asked her to come as herself, as she is.
Sumi had finally chosen her faded off but well covered long loose skirt and a white shirt. Back coming her hair she ties a thin middle braid and leaves the rest open, making her look much of her age.
But one thing she did deliberately.
It was an act of being naughty and also a bit for chance.
Sumi’s normal inner wears were moist, and she had the standby pair of slutty one given by Rajiv.
She carried it out of keeping a safe pair, as it wouldn’t show it’s whorish look, while worn beneath. The orange bra was sheer with string strap and the panty had it back open, barring a string and sheer too, obviously. The little girl wanted to keep this surprise for Dinesh sir, also consoling herself being the other pairs moist.
Sumi too knew, she could have semi dried them easily in the hand drier of the wash room, but opted her last resort quite indulgingly.
Sumi wore a few blows of her spray, not much to make Dinesh’s nose choke in disgust.
Sumi looks at herself in the mirror for last time.
Is she looking OK?
Is she looking underdone?
Would she run back and change in her regular cotton, worn out inner wears?
But it was late and they were moist.
There were no moments to lose anymore and Sumi walked through the long corridor towards the elevator and knocks the room of Dinesh in the exact time.
Rajiv was no more courteous this time, Sumi felt but was more vibrant and mystic. Not that he spoke much, but his eyes danced and his voice was soft and sweet as he lead the young girl inside the suite.
Suddenly Dinesh stopped, looking at the young girl in a scrutinizing look for a few seconds, running his eyes from top to bottom of Sumi.
Sumi was at attention, awaiting Dinesh’s sour comment but Dinesh suddenly smiled up, “you do look like the exact ‘Sumi’…perfect”. Dinesh puts his thumb up.
Sumi suddenly blushed, needlessly. The little girl was having a qeer feeling in herself, which she tried to control. The benevolent self of Dinesh sir was so new to her.
Suddenly Dinesh wraps his hand around the little girl’s shoulder, “Come along dear…”
Sumi would have naturally followed, but the word “dear” had got her mesmerized. Walking in arms with Dinesh sir had been a impossible dream. Dinesh sir, who would always resent and humiliate her,.
Dinesh walks in to the living area of the suite with Sumi, with the girl seemingly surprised and looks up at Dinesh.
Dinesh smiles, ”well, just wanted to have you there…” and Sumi smiles back too.
The little girl was now feeling a bit fun watching Dinesh’s set up.
It was a two pole structure, joined with feather cuffs attached to them.
Sumi looks up at Dinesh, with her big cow like eyes, innocently and says, “I’m ready sir..”
Sumi, though finds a bit uncomfortable now, after Dinesh had tied her hands to the poles.
Dinesh got suddenly busy in reading a tabloid and Sumi dared not to disturb him. To add to her horror, she could hear very faint sounds from the other room and was completely clueless now.
The sweet mood of Dinesh was gone now and was rather back in a serious mood.
Suddenly the bell rang up and Dinesh looks up and glances at his watch.
“Aha… now for the surprise…” and gets up from the chair.
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[manigopal]

Dolly looked at herself pleased through the mirror.
Indeed, she looked a classy woman now, no one can dare to imagine she is a saggy chest, ass swinging cheap slut who happily drops her clothes anywhere and almost to all. From being it her office boss to her daughter’s so called fiancée.
Dolly smiled a little in her mind.
Thankfully the stupid young guy did not understand it till now and things are going under control. However, Dolly thanks her luck too for the boy seem to have no exposure to women so far and completely ignorant about women of her type.
Been it any other boy of this time, he could figure out or at least get suspicious of Dolly’s weary eyes, subtle signs of being uncultured, her acting younger than her age, her over used loose body and her maintaining of basic slutty look – all had a sharp contrast to any basic decent woman of her age.
Dolly felt like laughing out hard. She could hardly remember the last time she had worn costly and well covered clothes.
Some very costly clothes had been given to her by Rajiv, which she had kept hidden in a very secret place away from Sumi’s eyes. Dolly didn’t want her daughter to see those dresses at any cost. No daughter can ever pardon her mother after knowing her fiancée’s present. But now Dolly was in a nice saree and blouse.
Though the blouse was sleeveless and showed up her udder cleavage a bit, it wasn’t vulgar at all. Rather stylish and formal too.
Dolly had her hair straightened and left open now, with front puffed and clipped neatly at back. She had her hair shining and sprayed hair perfume to let her tresses do some subtle acts too.
She knew she didn’t look much formal now; neither had she looked homely or slutty. She wanted to look all a bit and took long to dress. With brisk steps she had entered the living room where Vic sat silently.
Dolly measured her victim for few seconds silently.
She knew being too much self confidant will make her lose.
This guy is inexperienced towards girls but not about schemes.
One lose step of Dolly and he can get the smell of the whole lot. Dolly knew, she had to be utterly careful.
She knew this is the hardest assignment so far she had received.
This was all different.
“Hello…” she said softly and Vic raised his face slowly.
His eyes were red and droopy, tired much adding to Dolly’s confidence.
“Oh… hi…” Vic draws a fade smile.
“Anything wrong…” Dolly asks with a concerned face, ”let me call up Prasad sir…” though not making any move.
“No, its fine…just a headache… nothing to weary…” Vic says surpassing a huge yawn.
“Ah… I instructed the cook already…strong coffee is coming…” Dolly smiles royally.
Suddenly Vic looks at her eyes,”how did you knew I have head ache and asked for strong coffee?”
Dolly suddenly got struck by thunder.
She knew she had made a stupid move and talked much.
The old lady felt like slapping herself had.
Would she never have sense ? She fumbled and smiled nervously, burbling a lame excuse, ” You were sleeping in the afternoon… I sometimes causes an head ache, so, err…”
Suddenly Vic smiled up, though tired it look but was clear, “ah… that is the reason,…but its all your fault too…”
“mine…? Err ?... fault ?” Dolly was still not sure of the situation. Was it a close save or the mess is on?
“I’ve never had to tasty foods in my life you know ! And you kept on feeding me like a monster ! I can never believe I ate so much…” Vic laughed on.
Dolly got relaxed but kept alert too at the same time.
“I won’t bite a grain at night…” Vic stated.
“Oh no! You can’t do that seriously !” Dolly sounded concerned, “absolutely fasting at night is very bad for health beta…” and stopped abruptly and in an apologetic tone continued, “I am so very sorry, Sir…”
Vic was also stoked up by the word “beta”.
He was not annoyed or offended at all, but was upset about himself.
His thought and dream about this elderly lady.
One side Vic felt relieved himself as she had called him beta. A rather usual term he is used at his home. Maybe, that will stop him from thinking those decadent visions and dreams about this woman.
Dolly had of course deliberately used the word.
She was still not sure which role of her would make herself be closer to Vic.
As Vic remained silent, Dolly felt tensed up. It would be stupid to continue talking or replaying her regret note.
The old woman raises herself from the sofa and in a low note say, “I will rather loo after your light supper sir…” and walked off from the room.
Vic suddenly pulls up, ”the coffee was excellent… it was really a great idea of yours, …” and with a little smile says, “and I didn’t mind you calling beta…”.
Dolly smiled a little and left the room with a soft nod.
The old woman was not sure whether it was Vic’s being nice to her or was it just accepting her sorry. All she knew, she has to play careful and drastic too.
Tonight, she needs to do an insane try.
The soft light of the twilight washed up the huge living room, where the little girl stood tied in the poles. There was no one now in the room, neither the lights were on. However, the little girl seemed completely detached and unaware of thesituation around.
Sumi’s face was a bit swollen, her eyes were still red and traces of dried tears could still be seen. But what lacked was any emotion in her eyes. They went completely blank and expressionless. The little girl was hilariously semi stripped, with her skirt pulled down till her knees, sowing her shiny panty. Above, the top was opened up and so was her bra, which hanged around her neck as a condolence. But it all seemed no more important to the girl. She stood like a statue, staring eyes wide open.
Sumi, inside her mid was feeling the same exactly. She had got numb and stupefied in the mental torture and humiliation Dinesh had made her go through for last few hours crushing her esteem down.
As Sumi had got herself tied to the pole some hours back, with a submissive smiling face to Diensh, she was suddenly feeling nice. She was somehow feeling Dinesh was in a nice and naughty mood which she didn’t see ever. What the little girl didn’t expect was a sheer disgraceful hours.
Dinesh had left after the bell rang, with Sumi wondering the reason for.
After few seconds, she could hear laughs and giggles of Dinesh sir and a woman.
Sumi got a chilled feeling and goes all ears, and leaves a sigh of relief.
No, it’s not her mother’s voice at all.
Right that moment Dinesh walks in with a girl along and Sumi looks up. She felt utterly uncomfortable but was struck by the girl’s look. Never she had seen such a dashing beauty along with what Dinesh means as – class. Dinesh had the woman in his arms and was in a glowing face, and points to Sumi, “here she is ! See, I always keep my promise! Now you will believe right !”
The girl looks at Sumi, with a mixture of disbelief and amusement and looks back at Dinesh and giggles, “Oh my God! Shes’s really ugly!”
Sumi felt someone had slapped hard over her face.
The little girl knew she wasn’t particularly a stunner or lack a well toned figure, but she is not ugly. It’s only Dinesh sir and seldom Rajiv had called her, but that more of a abuse rather than this plain statement.
The woman looked back at Sumi and again giggles, “You are a real collector dear…”.
Dinesh comes forward and hugs the woman softly, “her name is Sumi, you know that and Sumi, meet my girlfriend Dona…”
Sumi was shell shocked and could only nod.
“It’s her birthday today, and I promised her several gifts, showing you was one of them…now, wish her happy birthday…” Dinesh giggle.
Sumi looks up at Dona and murmur, “Happy Birthday…”
“What do you mean happy birthday… say Madam …” Dinesh shuns while giggling as Dona slaps his arm softly joining the laughter.
Sumi spurts out like a robot, “Madam happy birthday…”.
Dona couldn’t stop giggling and then controlled herself but kept on looking at Sumi with utter amusement. Sumi had never been felt so low and shamefull.
She had been violated shamefully many a times, but never in front of a single woman like this. Is this lady a domino? Sumi’s whole body shivers.
Dona takes a whole round around Sumi watching her whole look and suddenly looks at Dinesh and smiles, “Now Dinesh, you have made herself up. She can’t be real!”
Dinesh raises his eyebrows up, “and why can’t she?”
Dona makes a face and thinks for a while, “I mean, she is so bizarre and also so authentic, it’s so hard to believe,”
Dinesh laughs out loud now, “You know dear, it’s the exact thing I thought when I met this fool first…but then”
Sumi felt her ears buring red in shame and anger.
The little girl felt like yelling up in anger but ceased. Not only for the monetary issue but additional shame too.
Dona looked at Sumi full eyed and looked at Dinesh, “and how many times did you fuc*ed her?”
“I didn’t till date” Dinesh sighs and laughs, “but yes, she was a part of gifts of bhai’s bachelor party”
Dona looked up at Dinesh, ”come on! How could you sent this, anyway, to Harish ! I mean it’s really a bad joke”
Dinesh looks up at Sumi, “Oh no! Bhai used her alright! She had been instructed by and expert”
As Dinesh uttered out each words, chewing them nasty instantly what came on to the little girl’s eyes were only requests for mercy.
Mercy of not to speak about the details of getting her instructed by her drunk, old mother who had been shamelessly flirting with Dinesh.
“I bet this time she again came here to be hooked by Harish…”Dinesh laughs hard. “It was him who went to her, and look…how she readily came over thinking she can cling onto to Harish for a while…” added Dinesh caustically.
The little girl’s eyes were getting filled up with tears. She does not exactly what is in mind of Dinesh sir today and insulting her so mercilessly.
Dinesh who had been back to the sofas, sitting with Dona suddenly lowers his tone and say in a changd voice, “you don’t believe her to be a slut, isn’t it dear ? But let me prove it…” Dinesh snaps his finger and the butler comes in.
Within few seconds Sumi’s skirt go down to her knees and her top buttons were opened up making her shiny and slutty inner show up.
“Look what I said…” and Dinesh bursts in laugh and so did Dona. The little girl’s eyes evaporates with tears. Why does she needs to face this kind of humiliations? It is true that she did agreed for anything in exchange for an exorbitant amount, but still this was going more than she could probably bear.
The little girl felt her waist, hands and legs cease in pain. For hours she had been tied to the poles and now for several hours there is no one in the room too.
Dinesh had left with his lady for lunch after some hours leaving her tied semi stripped as she was. Dinesh had completely been busy with talking with Dona, and forgetting about the bound girl who didn’t even look back at her while leaving. Even the butler seem to have disappeared.
Sumi, tied alone in the room, almost dark now had gone into blank.
She had been thinking the reason of today’s harassment – though she couldn’t find any. She had been into utter confusion. First Dinesh sir was so cruel and then suddenly he turned a blind face, seeming that Sumi had turned non-existent.
Suddenly something flashed into the little girl’s mind. The way Dona madam was looking at her. The look, the message in her eyes – something very familiar but Sumi couldn’t grab it then. Now, tied alone in the room it flashes in her mind.
The words that Dona madam had in her eyes was – jealousy !
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[manigopal]

Dolly stands making a face in front of the darwan of the guest house.
Literally, the sky had fallen over her head.
The darwan just informed her with glee that he had consumed up the rest of the content and is now left with nothing.
A stuff Dolly needed badly.
Something without which her whole plan would go amiss and that she couldn’t allow.
Dolly bit her pouty lips in distress.
“I need it…Mujhe chahiye…” Dolly whispers.
The darwan drooled in red eyes, “khatam ho gayee madam!”
It was an answer to get Dolly more enraged and vulnerable. She wanted to burn down the drooling watchman by her eyes, but sluts never had that power, even at Satyayuga.
Dolly almost broke down, she knew how badly she needed it and that her plan will go topsy-turvy over it.
The old woman was almost broken down in helpless begging, ”please Jagtap, mere ko chahiye, please…jaise bhi ho…. La do..please”
The darwan looked up at her and says in a thoughtful voice, “do hazar lagega madam…”
Dolly gulps.
“Errr…main kahase lau utna paisa… please…tum la do ! Main… main tumhe bad main..de dungi…” Dolly manages.
The darwan waves his hand away, “mere pas paisa kaha madam ! …”
“Mere pass, ….” Dolly gulps, “600 hain, chalega ? baki ki main…” and smiles indicatively.
The darwan was blunt or rather cleverly surpassed the indication and replied, “phir main 600 ka hi lata hu…”
Dolly looks around. The bungalow was much far from here and it was relatively dark around.
Just like a tigress she takes a step forward, being much closer to the darwan and grabs his hand up in a special way that the darwan gets a shocking jerk.
One may wonder what can be special in holding hand in despair of a helpless, needy woman, but Dolly, being a trained whore didn’t just grabbed the darwan’s hands up.
Her hands brushed over the darwan’s crouch and ran up his body as she held the hands up, which she held now, much closer to her bosom, only a few inches away and whispers, ”please aisa mat karo…la do…kal main sab oaise lauta dungi…” and slowly brings the hand closer to her chest.
The darwan’s eyes were bursting out.
He knew well this lady is the woman for boss and bosses. He had been seeing her for couple of years but never had been thought of this situation ever.
His throat dried and he could hear drums in his ears, “ main..main 1500 ka la deta du…”
Dolly holds the hands over her bosom for a second and moves them away.
The darwan’s hands drop down.
“Jaldi la do..please…aur andar aake mere haath main dena” Dolly smiles her mohini smiles and while going back, takes a Parthian shot, “ aur suno…raat ko so jana nahi…” and winks.
Leaving the stunned darwan drooling there Dolly takes fast steps back to the bungalow.
Now is the time for a daring act.
But before that, she requires the kitchen empty and abandoned.
Dolly takes fast steps to the kitchen biting her lips. Her heart was throbbing with tension and excitement.
She has thought of an act but as the time closes she kind of starts realizing the loopholes and impossibility of the same.
Pulling a big breathe and filling her shaggy chest up, she gets into the kitchen and with an imposed sense of ownership, asks the cook in a deep voice, “So, what are you laying for the dinner?”
The cook was silently peeling the carrots in a cauldron and glances at Dolly.
Dolly got furious in her mind but she knew she can’t lose her head now.
Coughing a little the old lady draws attention of the cook, “I asked something Joseph…”
Joseph looked up at Dolly nonchalantly.
He had been with Prasad for years and don’t care much about Dolly and says in a dry voice, “I already told that to you half an hour ago,…”
Dolly was taken aback, she did asked the question while she came to order coffee for Vic.
“Errr…I … I will cook something also… I, I need a few things …” and Dolly blurts out a few items she knew was not there in the cupboard and fridge.
“Thyme, shiitake mushroom, cubeb and long pepper? I got them all in the afternoon…they were empty…” the cook says calmly.
Dolly felt the earth is moving under her feet. How did this bastard got all she said and suddenly like holding a straw by a drowning person, she almost yells, “and star anis ? Did you get that?”
The cook nods his head, “no, that’s what I left, my mistake…”
“But I need it..it’s required !” Dolly almost cries. “Please, please go and get it…”
The cook looks at Dolly coldly and silently leaves the kitchen, pulling off the apron aside.
Dolly stands in the kitchen garden, watching the cook walk out.
With each step the cook took away from the bungalow, her heartbeat was rising.
Dolly knew this is the time. This IS the time.
She takes a long breathe and walks out of the kitchen tiptoed and walks towards the lounge where Vic sat.
Sumi was feeling weary in all senses. The little girl demanded a couple of things right now.
Firstly, she requires to be relived from the tie up situation in a strange pose, she had been for hours now.
Following, she requires to quench her thirst, she requires to attend nature’s call, she needs to eat something.
And, she requires some rest.
The little girl’s mind had been pounded and she requires some time to herself.
Never had she been in such a situation.
There were lots of questions in her head but what was boggling up in her mind was she was tired, hungry and thirsty.
Right then Sumi hears the door opening of the suite and without any doubt it was Dinesh sir’s voice, talking to the steward.
In a moment Dinesh was in the room, and was walking off without seeing the girl at all.
Suddenly Dinesh turns around, looking at the young girl with surprise.
Sumi, didn’t knew why, suddenly blushed with her head down.
She could have been shy, being in this awful position and semi dressed way, but suddenly seeing Dinesh all she could do is to blush.
Dinesh looked at the girl for a second and yelled hard, “why isn’t this joker relived and thrown out before I return!”
Sumi looks up sharply, as if she had been hurt by a sharp whip.
Her face still remained red, but now in shame and helpless anger as the page opened her nimbly from her ties.
Sumi, untied was rather unsure of her next step and allthe little girl could do was to smile faintly at her present owner. It was not a cordial smile. It was a smile of helplessness and discomfort.
Dinesh speaks up in a dry irritated voice, “and what the hell are you waiting for ? adjust your clothes and get your lousy ass out from here !”
The blow was so blunt that the little girl instantly pulls her skirt up, almost to her belly, instead of her waist and start adjusting her top.
The helpless little girl finishes off her adjustment and looks up to Dinesh and just as she parts her lips, Dinesh puts his hand up, “enough for the day Sumi. I need some rest ! I will see you tomorrow again,… but for God’s sake, just leave now!...”.
The sudden thrust was so grave and cold it made the little girl tremble in fear as she rushes out of the suite and walks to her room petrified.
She had been facing a situation she had faced never before.
Dinesh sir literally thrown her out of the room apparently without a reason, Sumi thinks as she walks to the corridor. And, the look of Dona madam’s eyes!
Those fierce jealous eyes.
Sumi shivered as she remembers the dreadful eyes and almost half lost swipes her room card and gets inside the suite.
For a second, it seemed she had been in the wrong room.
The lights were on, the television was playing.
With utmost curios and flabbergasted Sumi takes a step or two in the living area.
In the horror of her life Sumi sees Rajiv sitting on the inclined sofa, watching news and having whiskey.
Sumi felt like running away but suddenly finds her feet nailed to the floor and her head reeling.
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[manigopal]

Dolly sat at the corner of the kitchen, dressed up in the knee length dress, panting hard. She had performed a wild feat right then and was panting to gather her air back. The old lady had been skeptical about her success and took this impossible mission to confuse Vic got clicked.
The old women indeed show a magnificent performance.
As soon as the cook was out of the eyesight, Dolly instantly stripped to her skin, stuffing her saree and other related wardrobe in a kitchen cupboard and walked in to the room Vic sat. She walked right in, though her heart trembled, but she looked at nothing and passed through the other door in front of the flabbergasted Vic, she leaves through the other door, and crawling under the stairs and running across the garden she slip in through the servant’s toilet and reach the kitchen, pulling out the dress and putting it over her naked body.
Right then the footsteps could be heard and Dolly pulls her up like a springing doll and puts up the gas stove to simmering, get seriously into making the broth.
A confused Vic stood in the doorway.
His eyes were bursting out and he looked nervous
Dolly turned and smiled a little, “Coffee or tea?”
Vic smiles a bit nervous,” err, you were here?…” and stays still.
Dolly knew this was the chance,”Ji !...Kuch kehna hain Sir ?”
Vic startles for a moment.
Dolly tries to manage her victorious giggle inside and aks again, “what is the matter sir ?”
“Oh…yes, I mean, will you come with the coffee please ? I mean, I needed to discuss something…”Vic ejaculates.
“Discuss? With me?” Dolly raises her one eyebrow so delicately that Vic Vic feels really shameful.
“err… the travel plan…well, you please come with the coffee…by the way, you were all through at the kitchen, right so” and he leaves abruptly.
Dolly leaves a reliving sigh. The work is now cent per cent successful.
Dolly puts on the percolator and looks around and gets stiff.
A small part of her saree is caught between the cupboard was visible. It was just her sheer luck that Vic didn’t notice or else her whole work would have been amiss. Dolly pushes the piece of cloth in and pours coffee in two mugs. All she now needs is to wait for the darwan to return and walks to the lounge with coffee mugs.
Sumi stood in the palatial bathroom, holding the basin. The little girl could feel her teeth chattering, her knees knocking and her whole body shaking in terror and nervousness. She had least expected Rajiv here and couldn’t imagine how nasty and rude will he be on her.
Sumi knew, this time she had actually been caught selling herself red handed to Rajiv.
She has no choice now.
But, it was Rajiv who had pimped her to Dinesh sir, at least, that is what Rajiv knows. Or is he aware of her previous acquaintance with Dinesh sir. Sumi couldn’t think more. Her heart was thumping. She knew she was taking too much time in washroom and anytime Rajiv can hurl inside, pushing aside the sliding door.
Sumi had already changed herself to her mundane old long skirt and shirt but couldn’t carry herself out of the washroom. The terrible fear had encroached upon the young little girl.
But she also knew she was being late now. Another possible blunder added on and Sumi manages to splash several handful of cold water on her face, gathering her sense back.
Sumi walks out of the washroom, her cheeks and neck was still cooled with cold water.
The girl was in her long skirt and her shirt top which got a bit wet in front, her long shampooed hair tied in a high pony with a singular simple rubber band, making her long, wavy, silky tresses reach till her waist.
Sumi walks out towards the living room, where Rajiv sat. The little girl would have felt better if Rajiv would be in the bedroom, the attached wash she had occupied for over some twenty minutes.
Sumi enters the living room and find Rajiv still engrossed in the news of the television. Completely confused, the little girl suddenly felt utterly vulnerable. Is Rajiv completely ignoring her now? Sumi doesn’t feels it to be a good sign for herself anyway.
The little girl’s legs tremble so much and feel so nervous, Sumi helps herself by occupying her nearest sofa, leaving her weight upon. Lke a stone statute she awaits for the verdict of her beloved.
Seconds passed like minutes and minutes passed like hours to the little girl who sat waiting to be humiliated and used.
Suddenly Rajiv looks up at her and the little girl freezes in panic.
But to Sumi’s dismay, Rajiv smiles a surprised pleasant smile,” arey, Sumi ! Tu kab se gupchup yaha baithi hain ?”
Sumi almost startles and kind off stammers to reply but Rajiv was benevolent enough to carry on, “come here re…” and pats the double sofa he is sitting on.
Sumi stands up exactly like a zombie, she knew she needed to follow all what Rajiv said and walks traight to him sitting beside assiduously.
Rajiv however seemed much casual and placing his arms over Sumi’s shoulder carries on watching the news.
Sumi didn’t knew what to do.
Is she supposed to watch the news?
Does it has any connection to what Rajiv is going to do with him? But it is all political and much complicated for her to understand.
Abruptly as the commercials appear over the screen Rajiv looks at Sumi, “Sorry dear, was so engrossed in the news… waise, I am very hungry, aren’t you? Let’s order some pre dinner stuffs…”
Sumi was much surprised and petrified with Rajiv’s so a normal act but had actually no choice than to nod instantly. Rajiv walks up to the room service phone and murmurs some order and suddenly looks at Sumi after placing the mouth piece on the cradle.
“Sumi, do you really like the cider? Would I order that?” Rajiv asks very normally.
The little girl nods her head negative instantly,”no no, I don’t like her!”
Rajiv suddenly smiles sweet,” come on Sumi, don’t panic dear! Should I order that for you or would you have a pink gin?”
Sumi suddenly lost everything.
The little girl lost her mind, her vulnerability, her stiffness seeing that special smile on Rajiv’s face.
It was her own, very own Rajiv’s smile.
The Rajiv she loves madly.
Her cow like eyes suddenly changes to a deer’s eyes and whispers, ”anything you wish...”.
Rajiv looks at Sumi’s eyes straight and whispers, “why did you stop?”
Sumi repeats her unfinished statement, now making it complete, “anything you wish dear…”
Rajiv’s eyes sparkles and smiles sweetly ordering in the phone and gets back to his place beside her.
Sumi smiled courtly, a bit stiff as Rajiv stared at her face for few seconds with a smiling face, “I have ordered some pink gin for you, it tastes better than cider for sure…”
Sumi shivers up hearing the name of the liquor, the latter one.
The drink she is connected with Dinesh sir. So Rajiv is all set for attacking.
But to Sumi’s utter dismay, Rajiv didn’t even pursue the topic of cider anymore and rather conversed on normal stuffs.
They were so casual and regular that even Sumi felt she cannot remember last when she had such a conversation with Rajiv.
The girl got more confused when the snacks were served, with each item of especially her favorite. She was also arrested by the look of the pink liquor served in the cocktail glass.
The little girl didn’t knew how the time flew by and when did she had changed her sitting position several times, presently being half laying over Rajiv’s lap as he gently ran his fingers through her tresses.
The third glass remained empty over the table, but it wasn’t the cocktail that made the little girl overwhelmed and cuddle over Rajiv’s lap. A person she had feared like hell a couple of hours back.
But the little girl knew, it was her own Rajiv. The Rajiv she loves, she adores and that Rajiv who cares for her and loves her.
Sumi was boggling with joy in her mind. Rajiv hadn’t touched her inappropriately, far the question of being harsh. His hands and lips had been romantic and had ran around only over harmless areas.
The little girl’s eyes were closed as rajiv stoked her wavy tresses by one hand and hugging her closer, was kissing the much abused girl dexterously over her neck.
“Kuch bologi nahi …” Rajiv whispers.
“Kya batau ?” Sumi whispers back, she felt herself in heaven.
“Kuch bi jaan…”
“Phir to yeah mangungi ki yeah raat ki subah na ho…”
“Rajiv smiles and whispers,” Kyun…raat gayee baat gayee ? It is not so Sumi…” and hugs her tighter.
The little girl, more engrossed whispers, “Rajiv…” and opens her eyes and making duck lips out of her pout, fleshy lips she whispered, “I’m on work na ! I have to be on duty tomorrow…”. The liquor had made the little girl forgotten she had no proper answer if Rajiv would enquire about her exact job for tomorrow.
Rajiv raises Sumi’s face and looks at the little girl’s eyes and smiles.
Suddenly the idiot girl realized what a blunder she has done.
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[manigopal]

Sumi sat on the sofa, with her ears hot and face flushed. Unlikely, it was not in shame or anger. It was in suppressed happiness and feel-good, quality time she had been spending with Rajiv after years.
Rajiv is being normal and sweet, rather normally sweet.
However, he hadn’t asked a question about Sumi’s presence here and of her work.
In his normal chats, his hand rested over her shoulder lovingly and hugging her, Sumi had only that thorn pricking in her mind.
Does Rajiv know exactly her purpose here and awaiting her turn to be called by Dinesh sir again?
Is Rajiv playing some game with Dinesh sir against her ? Or did he took it normally as her working in the conference?
What would she ask Rajiv?
Sumi had her second pink gin over and was compelled with the fear of being called by Dinesh sir in this good time.
If not at night too, she anyways require to be present to him tomorrow morning. What should she do?
The little girl gathered all her courage, thinking of phrasing herself in best way, ”Rajiv, you will be here na?... I mean, what’s your plan?”
Rajiv looks directly to the young girl’s eyes.
Sumi’s throat chokes and fear crawls over her whole body.
Rajiv stares at the cow like eyes of the little girl and whispers,” I’m here to take you away with me…”
The smooth effect of pink gin was gone in a moment. Sumi gets a electric shock in herself.
“What!...are you saying…Rajiv!”
The old woman stood in front of the mirror, brushing her long wet hair. Her eyes were lost in distance but her chin was firm. Her jaws locked and her hands worked in a synchronized manner. It was evident by the body language that Dolly was all set for the mission. Tonight, she needs to give the master touch giving a perfect situation for the young guy to get messy with.
All had been going exceptionally well.
The special ingredient reached at time and Dolly could make proper use of it in two special dishes.
Vic had quite a much of both, more than expected and Dolly was much elated in her mind.
After dinner, she had bathed and cleansed herself thoroughly and daintily from head to toe. So engrossed the old lady was, she hadn’t seen Shah sneaking inside the room.
“Aha ! Ekdum ready !...” Shah whistles, who’s already drooling, ”mere room pe chalti hain ya yaha hi nipta lu…”
Dolly looked back sharply and in an acidic tone replies, ”I’m, rather we are on work Shah sir,…aap bhul to nahi gaye?”
Sumi was not sure of what was going on as she dressed herself up in the inner room.
Rajiv had been busy with phone, nonchalantly, after saying what he had to say.
The little girl was utterly surprised at Rajiv’s maintaining such a cool and casual approach.
When Rajiv stated she has to leave with him right then, Sumi was taken aback. She knew, now she has to say why she is here and why she cannot leave this place now. The little girl’s heart ached realizing it was the end of the rosy time.
To her surprise Rajiv didn’t waited long for her fumbled reply and concluded by saying, ”I had a talk with Patel sir, he has no problem…”.
Sumi felt her whole body giving up in sudden clearance of tension and smiles fade.
“Go and get ready Sumi…we’ll leave in 15 minutes…”Rajiv said which made the little girl almost rush inside to get herself ready.
Sumi had chosen her V neck half sleeved white and red striped top with the blue pair of jeans. That’s being one of the best pairs she had recently purchased from a garment sale. She had opened her hair and combed smooth but didn’t know how to keep it, and finally puffs and clips in front and leaves low clutched by a flat hair clip.
“Ready…?” Rajiv’s voice could be heard and Sumi rushed out.
“Yyess…yesss…I’m ready…” Sumi blurts out.
Rajiv hardly gives any attention to her looks and says, ”the pages will carry down the luggage, you would rather go and say bye to Patel sir…but make it fast”
Sumi gets struck by a lightning.
“Err…is that necessary dear? I mean, you had already told that you are taking me along…” Sumi tries to manage.
“Oh dear…” Rajiv says with a smile, ”there’s something called courtesy and formality… isn’t it Sumi?”
Sumi felt desperate. She doesn’t wants to face Dinesh sir now.
With a frantic despair Sumi uttered,”but…but it’s YOU who I’m going with Rajiv,… so…leave na ! please…?”
Rajiv was adamant but sweet,” come on Sumi! You know that he is my senior partner in hotel business! And you are not a piece of furniture that I’m taking along with me! Go and bid him goodbye Sumi…”
The little girl broke her knuckles standing there.
She was feeling weird to go and say goodbye to Patel sir now.
She was so happy knowing Rajiv is taking her away from here and he already spoke to Dinesh sir.
Is this part of the game?
“What’s up Sumi? Any problem?” Rajiv asks.
Sumi nods her head and walks out to the corridor.
“Make it fast…” Rajiv says from back.
Sumi felt her whole body rubbed with chilly.
What did Rajiv meant by make it fast? Is she going to give a quickie to Dinesh sir?
The Little girl really wanted to know what the plan was.
Suddenly a thought occurred in the little girl’s mind, what if Dinesh sir denies leaving her now?
Is this a plan ?
To keep Rajiv waiting and making her more vulnerable to Rajiv?
The little girl’s eyes burnt and tears ran but she wiped and rang the bell of the suite.
Dinesh’s suite…
“Come in…” a sharp reply came.
Sumi knew in her heart, she was expected.
The little girl opens the door and enters, leaving her fate and shame again to her destiny...
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[manigopal]

Sumi hesitated standing in the lavish suite of Dinesh’s whether she should leave or stand, as the latter didn’t give any definite sign for her to disperse. Sumi had feebly stated that she is leaving, to which Dinesh snapped back without putting his head up saying that he “couldn’t care less…but” {sic}
It was the “but” that held the little girl stand back.
Suddenly Dinesh looked up and literally Sumi saw his jaw dropped.
For few seconds Dinesh remains speechless.
Sumi was feeling uncomfortable and flushing.
“Wow… Sumi… Gawddddd…” Dinesh exclaimed which reddened the young girl’s cheeks more flushed up.
“Uhhhh… You should never come up like this for any auditions like this, you know Sumi?” Dinesh almost moans and whisper, with eyes set on the little girl.
Sumi was feeling uneasy and blushing but still whispered back,”and why sir?”
Dinesh replied in the same whispering tone,”because the darwan’s will kick you out at the entrance only Sumi…”
The little girl was taken aback like a shock.
Sumi’s face had gone pale and felt like a hard whip had been cast over her.
Her ears burnt and eyes fumed as Dinesh burst out in nasty laughter.
“But well, Sumi…” Dinesh says, suddenly controlling his laughter,”you look better in those clothes you wear for me ! Now you are looking like a slum whore…”
Sumi held her head down taking the insult and advice.
“Now, for you payment…” Dinesh looks for his wallet and right then Sumi interferes, ”No sir…”
“No! …” Dinesh smiles, ”you will have payment for the day Sumi…”
Sumi holds her hand in front, in a praying position and breaks down, ”Sir please, I will take it from you later. Can’t carry it now, please try to understand…”
Dinesh smiles sharply, ”so you are trying to make an excuse to meet up another day to earn again or more optimistically restart the foiled rental
Of yours that I did ?”
Sumi looked down, without a word.
Dinesh took a step forward to the girl.
Sumi looks up at Dinesh with tearful begging eyes.
“By the way, I won’t be disagreeing to meet you again though…” Dinesh suddenly smiled in a strange way.
A smile Sumi didn’t know.
Right then Rajiv rushed into the room, “we’re ready…” and Sumi turns back sharply.
Did Rajiv see that Dinesh sir held her hand for a few seconds?
A few seconds that the earth shook under her feet and she felt utterly confused and made Sumi uneasy?
Dolly took down brisk steps from the stairs ascending and walking towards the VVIP cottage.
She wanted to concentrate on her job tonight but was utterly disgusted and disoriented by the verbal outbreak Shah performed after she denied to please him.
Dolly felt she is one of the most challenging and weird mission of her life and hence didn’t wanted to her herself dirty before the special job.
A plan she disclosed to none and been playing out.
Dolly shivered and shook a little as a thorn pricked to her bare feet.
She came san her slippers, only covering herself with a black wrapper.
In stealthy steps Dolly walked to the windows and slipped her head inside to see the condition.
A faint smile of satisfaction runs through her face.
This is what was supposed to be after the wy Vic gobbled the special dishes of her.
The old woman looks around and slips herself inside the room.
In soft steps Dolly walks to the bed.
The old lady suddenly struck up in fear.
A throbbing sound can be heard and then realize it’s her own heart throbbing.
Her throat choked and her head was feeling heavy.
“Can she do it?” the old used hag questioned herself.
The pain under her foot was growing.
Suddenly the old woman shakes her head, as it throwing off all her frailty and drops the wrapper from her shoulder.
The moonlight shines over the smooth, much devoured, sloppy, buttery body that san a string on the body.
Dolly softly places the small carafe she had been under the wrapper on the side table and takes a deep breath.
She smoothes her hair with her hand, running over a final check over her stark naked body and crawls over the bed beside Vic.
Sumi stood in front of their poor dilapidated mirror, coming her long almost oil drenched hair.
It was rather early in the morning than compared of her regular college time, but the little girl is so terrified and eager to get on her regular routine that she is taking extra time to be perfect.
Though the little girl’s body was freshly bathed and cleansed, her hair adorned with freshly applied oil, a must-do for Shukla sir, her eyes looked weary and red like hibiscus.
She couldn’t close her eyes when Rajiv dropped her at home around quarter to three of dawn.
The sheer tension and terror was eating her up.
Rajiv was all sweet and normal as they drove back and casually stated he has to stop down for five minutes for a chat with a dealer.
Sumi had no option than to nod her head.
Unlike other times, Rajiv was travelling in a chauffeur driven car and not n his bike.
They stopped by a under construction site.
A site Sumi immediately identified.
This was the very site where Rajiv got her and humiliated her in front of five workers and their superior.
Is he into some dirtier plan today?
Sumi looks at Rajiv who was walking ahead and utter a single word, “Rajiv !” Rajiv turns and raises his eyebrow,”yes ! Kya hua ? Aao !”
“Rajiv… yaha…” Sumi’s eyes were begging and could utter a single word,”phir se…?”
Rajiv smiled, “oh no Sumi! Come on !...” and comes closer and hugs her around and walks in the office room holding her hand which he left promptly after entering.
Sumi’s hand shivers as she folds her oil sleeked braid tying it with satin pink ribbon.
There were three men…
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[manigopal]

The heavy breathes of Vic had made the old woman more confidant about her spoil and the stuff used in his food.
Finally, her plans are going right till now.
Vic was fast asleep and was the ideal situation.
Dolly had allowed few minutes to pass as she knew she should not hurry now.
Slowly, the darkness was settled in her eyes and she could make out everything, save that she had already done enormous recce of the room, knowing placement of each furniture of the room.
Slowly Dolly spread her arms around and rather more unhurried way she moves her naked body against the sleeping young guy’s.
Dolly very slowly and in a measured way started rubbing her naked body against the young boy’s side.
Her hand gingerly rose over Vic’s crotch and her three spread fingers ran over the sleeping mad- hood of the boy. Dolly was cautious not to rest her hand over Vic, but just raising him up.
Vic, on the other hand was in a deep slumber, but there was no hurry for Dolly. She rather didn’t want Vic to awake up properly too. Sharply the old woman glances at the bed side table, a flash where she kept the infused sherbet to make Vic gulp incase he awakes completely.
Dolly’s fingers played more delicate and swift, which started showing a bit of change of the sleeping boy.
Though he breathed heavily as before, his di*k was getting harder.
Dolly stopped for a moment and again started.
This time Vic’s body moved a little.
Dolly’s hand stopped.
She caught her breathe and stayed motionless for next few minutes and slowly raises herself, bending over on Vic’s face and slowly touched the end of her saggy tits over him.
For herself, Dolly had one problem. She had to raise herself much up, not touching or resting herself to Vic’s body elsewhere, and being her tits lousy and shaggy it did made her raise herself more.
Dolly ran and dragged her nipple over the sleeping boy’s lips, holding it over for few seconds and removing it.
Dolly was now slowly feeling confidant.
She crossed her legs in either side of Vics, standing up, she bends herself as low as possible and holds her loose mammary and places them against both cheek of Vic, making his lips touch her broad cleavage.
There was a long breathe from Vic’s and a faint smile on Dolly’s face.
Right then, Vic’s mobile phone rang up untimely.
It was so unexpected for the old whore woman she gets a shock of her life and losing her balance fell over Vic.
Though she managed to control her body being smashed against Vic’s directly, she did fell partly over Vic.
Her falling over Vic and the infernal ring tone made Vic awake.
The ring tone is of those old black telephones, loud and rude that would make any human being drag themselves up from the deepest sleep.
Dolly had instantly withdrew herself at side, confused of what to do and whether she should silent or switch off the phone, in her horror she saw Vic raising up and struggling to find the bedside lamp switch.
Dolly was no fool.
She understood she needs to flee in a second and she jumps out of the bed and pulls the black cloth from the ground rushing towards the door.
A faint irk she had in her mind as she rushed and slammed herself against the tripod high vase case, making the vase, the table and herself crash down over the floor.
As Dolly bit her lips hard, managing the hard fall and that she had fell over the vase and table, both broken, almost wounding herself she remembered what irked her – it was the table with the vase near the exit door.
It was just when Dolly was almost half running half crawling out from the room, Vic had been able to find the bed side switch and put the lamp on.
Dolly rushed out madly within a second running away from the cabin through darkness.
As the old lady ran blindly in the dark garden she suddenly realizes something and stood being frozen in panic.
Dolly had left that infused sherbet flask in Vic’s room.
In helpless anger on herself and her wretched luck the old woman helplessly bangs her back down, sitting naked over the grass in despair.
In helpless agony the old woman grabs fistful of grasses, twitching them hard and then in blunt anger she repeatedly starts slapping her own face madly.
Sumi sat clenching and twisting her fingers in her fist.
She was feeling rather nervous and uneasy at the whole situation where was into. The small makeshift office in the container, the inadequate air, all three and Rajiv smoking and drinking continuously, with one person having beedi, the red eyes that slurped over her body, the unasked question about what she is, all were taking a toll on the little girl’s nerve.
The meeting was going on and on, not that they were talking much.
Their calculations and phone calls made in between and Sumi could see the three pair on lust eyes set over her.
Though dressed, Sumi felt herself naked in front of their X ray eyes.
The little girl felt utterly restless.
She wanted to leave the place but Rajiv showed no sign of leaving and rather being much engrossed in the discussion.
It wasn’t the Rajiv of sometimes before. Not that he was being disrespectful to Sumi or showing her to these men shamelessly, but he acted that as if Sumi was non-existent at that moment.
The little girl was enjoying Rajiv’s sweetness but what also haunted her was the strange behavior of Dinesh sir.
He did insulted her in beginning, first ignoring her and then making fun of her looks, but Sumi could feel, none had that sharpness or the gravity that the momentary holding of hand had.
She is young but had been touched enough to understand how a man man holds a girl’s hand.
The look Dinesh sir had in his eyes was also different.
Was he looking weary?
Was it a momentary softness but why to her?
Sumi was feeling scared and also filled up with some unknown but indulging sinful happiness.
However, for the deep thoughts and tension Sumi was feeling sick and nausea with the mixed smokes and booze.
In a low voice she whispers to Rajiv’s ear,”Can I please stand just outside Rajiv ? It’s suffocating here…please “.
Rajiv nods his head unmindfully and Sumi slowly raises herself and walks out with a disgustful stare to the three men.
Standing out of the carriage she felt better and took a long breath.
Suddenly the beedi smoking guy comes out from the container too, but walks a few steps away from Sumi towards a tree and faces Sumi.
Without uttering a word, puffing the beedi between his teeth, the man raised her lungi and holding his pen*s starts peeing at the tree base, facing Sumi.
Sumi’s face turned red in anger and shame and the little girl rushes back inside the container, resuming her seat beside Rajiv.
Sumi huffed a little and bit her pout lips trying to get herself placid.
There was a little change of situation in the room.
Rajiv sat silently with a silent judicial face, as the two men working madly over bunch of bills.
Suddenly he turned to Sumi, and with a low voice and normal sweet way says, ”You need to finish this Sumi… I mean, whatever there is between you and Dinesh sir …”.
Sumi’s whole body jerks up with an electric shock.
She felt her heart came up to her throat and her eyes bursting out in horror of getting revealed of a sinful desire.
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[manigopal]

 
Sumi combed her oil drenched hair diligently and smoothly, further smoothening by her palm, to bring a gramophone disc shiny look on her hair and tying them into two long braids. Her face was still not out of the terror of the previous night and was just following a blind routine.
The little girl had seen many avatars of her beloved so called fiancée. Rajiv had been good to her and bad too. He had deserted her to get bangd, he had pimped her shamelessly to Dinesh sir, harassed her publicly, forgiven her for throwing tantrums to him- let alone his relations with her mother, but what she saw the previous night, was a completely new Rajiv.
At her horror Sumi had found there were no signs of being drunk to Rajiv and he acted straight n clear.
Confident and defiant in what he was uttering. Sumi was so terrified of thinking her silent thoughts had been exposed to that of Rajiv could do nothing but open up her lips but keeping mum.
But Rajiv kept on saying what he wanted in low but clear words, only audible to her.
“Sumi… I am not asking for any explanations or want to talk further on this matter… you have heard what I said… now let me be very clear… I am quite a hundred steps above you, socially, economically and most specially by family history… “
The little girl felt bashed over her face.
“I hope you know that Sumi… don’t you?”
“Don’t you?” Rajiv repeated as Sumi kept mum.
The little girl nodded without hesitation.
“Everyone knows what your mom is and rather quite a people know her private parts more than their wives…”
Sumi’s face and ears turned red in shame, but Rajiv was relentless.
“What I want you to understand that I am way much up to you and doing a charity by taking you as my possible WIFE Sumi…and Dinesh sir is way ahead… too big and unreachable a class for you…”
The little girl sat stunned in insult and shame.
“Now… you will stop all your stuffs with Dinesh sir, until I initialize anything myself, is that clear enough Sumi?” Rajiv says softly.
The little girl nods her had in approval.
Yes, she will do the same.
“Carry on with your service to Shukla sir as you do,…” Rajiv smiles, “he is harmless and will lose interest on you in a few years or as soon as you get married…”
Sumi looks up to Rajiv in disbelief and vexed.
Rajiv smiles, “except Shukla sir, you will just be for mine…”
Sumi wanted to ask, what about the torments from Rajiv’s friends but ceased and nod her head approvingly.
Rajiv smiles bitter, “go home pretty girl,… and start your day as it is supposed to be from tomorrow…” .
It was crossed mid night when the car dropped her home and the little girl couldn’t sleep a bit.
It was early in the morning that she got up, bathed and dressed up for college.
She needs to report her leave shortened to Shukla sir first.
Dolly sat up on the bed, dragging the silky white linen over her lousy, saggy much used bosom to a sudden impulse of being demure at the early dawn. A dawn, which seemed much promising in spite of Dolly’s perceptible failure last night.
Vic was sleeping like a baby beside her.
Dolly looks at the sleeping innocent face and smiles a little.
She feels herself blessed after the midnight’s incident.
Vic indeed was nimble to catch up the struggling Dolly in three leaps from his bed to the door. Dolly was numb in terror of what exactly would be the after effects of her getting caught.
Vic had just placed his index finger on her lips and attended the phone.
He talked over normally for few moments over the phone and switching it off looks at Dolly and says in a whispering tone, “so, I wasn’t dreaming aunty!!!”…
“Aiiiieeeeekkkkksssssssss…” a piercing moan of Sumi that changes into a whisper in the early hour of the principal’s room. Sumi was getting her punishment for being extra eager and turn up the Shukla sir’s cabin to let him know that she has come back earlier from her requested leave.
Shukla had the girl sit over his own revolving chair in spite of Sumi’s being submissively persistent of not daring to sit of His chair.
At the very moment Shukla had his fist slipped between the two folded oil drenched sleek braid of Sumi on her left, tugging it up high as much possible as he would slap the girl hardly than ever on her right cheek only bursting out with lust.
Sumi’s right cheek was red as an apple with the bursting slaps and her face flooding with tears. The poor girl’s pout lips were open in exclamation of why she is being slapped.
As Shukla raised his hand again for another bursting slap, the helpless girl murmur, “please sir… not here…koi aa jayega”
The little helpless girl had no courage to ask Shukla to cease slapping her, what she could utter was about the place.
Shukla drops his raised hand, “you are right ch*t… listen now, I am leaving for the day in five minutes… and you take a leave after fifteen minutes…and then within an hour… be at my house…” .
The lowered hand by then was rubbing on Sumi’s smooth hair parting and oil sleeked hair.
“Sir,I… I mean, came to college after two days and will leave now…?” Sumi asks in a doubtful voice.
Shukla grins,”make some bahana…Maybe it’s your first day of periods and you have missed your piece of cloth at home?”
The left cheek of the little girl turns red maintaining parity with the right.
“is it needful to say Sumi, that you will maintain the same dress but different hairstyle when you reappear at my home in 45 minutes ?”
Sumi leaves a sigh and nods her head sideways.
No, she doesn’t require to get reminded. She had got her life brief from Rajiv the previous night.
 
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[manigopal]

Walking towards the pub, Dolly knew, the work was done. She, along with Shah had accompanied Vic to the airport, where Prasad came over with Siddu to bid Vic a bye.
The rendezvous was ahead of the boarding time of Vic and together, they all moved towards the café.
Dolly could understand the perplexity of Prasad that really Vic is leaving the country, without any scouting done over the business.
No one could actually blame Prasad, knowing Vic.
It was rather unusual and quite a non accomplishment from Vic’s part.
Known for his formidable brain, Prasad was still into dilemma.
However, the reaction of Siddu was quite different.
He was stealing his lusty glances very calmly over Dolly.
Dolly could feel that and deliberately does an eye contact as Siddu ogles again.
Dolly instantly brought a very thin smile over her face before taking the eyes off from each other.
She knew, the fade smile will make Siddu more infuriated and naturally lusty.
Dolly was dressed unlikely, in a nice saree, classy and timid. She found it in the dresses provided to her in the guest house.
Hair open with simple middle parting, she rather looked of her age and nice.
Siddu had never seen her so. The very classy look of Dolly was making him boil in infuriating lust.
Dolly could feel that. She was actually smiling at her fate.
Though she had done her best to the job to save up, what will she be awarded with?
The males talked over normal matters. Prasad and Siddu were tactically keeping the track of words into regular discussions and to their comfort the call was heard.
All raised, Dolly was a bit engrossed in her thought so took her a moment to understand that all else stood up.
Dolly stood up looking around, with a regretful smile and dried up seeing Siddu’s face. His face was red in anger and Dolly could guess exactly what was in his mind. Dolly was sure that Siddu took it as Dolly’s bewail over Vic’s departure.
All walked to the entry point, where Vic shook hands with Siddu and Shah and touched and hugged Prasad’s feet.
Then to everyone’s bewilderment and rather discomfort, Vic hugged Dolly, touching his cheek over her cheek and whispering, “Bye, take care of yourself…”
Dolly’s had her face stuck over her chest as she walked out of the airport with her real masters. Her face was still red in uneasiness and rather discomfort. She actually didn’t know how to tackle the situation now. It was rather sweet of Vic, but she knew this won’t be taken well, especially by Siddu.
Shah and Siddu had taken few steps ahead to catch up with the cars, and Dolly could feel Prasad’s hand around her and an affectionate kiss over her head, “well done dear… very well done indeed”.
This shock had got Dolly out of the previous and she looks up at Prasad with amazement. She wanted to be sure whether Prasad was sarcastically talking to her. But the benevolence in Prasad’s eye calmed her down.
Dolly sheepishly retorts, “thh...thank you sir…”
By then Siddu was back and Prasad’s hand was dropped away around her body. The momentary magic was lost.
Siddu glanced at Dolly sharply, and looks at Prasad, “Sir, can I…?” and smiles.
Prasad grins; “For sure, on Monday… you can take a leave then too…” indicating Dolly would be with her the entire weekend.
Siddu took it sportingly, for sure; the working day leave will make him allow having the bitch in some pleasure spot location undisturbed. Officially, he would be on tour at company’s expense.
Dolly felt it was her lucky day going on and couldn’t stop flushing red as Prasad indicated that her salary would be given a hike.
Dolly looked up with a questioning disbelief in her eyes to Prasad who had laughed up heartily and assured that he had already informed the related person to activate the hike. Dolly gave a big sigh of relief and smiles her typical submissive whore smile to Prasad which well indicated she was in her all five senses to serve out now.
The shameless aged woman who would cross the borderline of decency and feminine dignity every now and then.
The car was driving back to the same guest house where she had been for the last few days. Dolly takes a deep sigh looking at the window and smiles back sweetly at Prasad.
Sumi stood in utter despair and frustration in front of the mirror biting her lips.
She was feeling like crying.
Being back from college, she had changed her dress to a regular one, but stood in confusion and deep imploration in her mind to make some new seductive hairstyle for that sick old man. The lusty face of Shukla sir, his luring words all makes the little girl feel utterly creepy.
Sumi had her hair opened, brushed and then stood silently inactive for minutes looking at her own reflection.
Suddenly she realizes a shadow behind her and right then Rajiv clasps her body from back.
Sumi shivers up and startles,”Rrrajiv…tum?”
Sumi was terrified as she wore no panty beneath her regular long skirt.
Rajiv giggles like a hyena, burying his lips into the girl’s open hair, “lagta hain mujhe dekhke tu hairan ho gayee hain… “
“Errr… nno…” Sumi says, trying to pacify her throbbing heart but she was actually surprised to see Rajiv. The little girl prayed hard that Rajiv doesn’t notice her without panty.
“I told you na dear, I have an eye over you…”Rajiv says in a steel cold voice, “after all you are my jaanu…”
Sumi tries to smile.
This newfound extra attention and love from Rajiv is rather more fearsome than his normal abusive self.
The little girl was feeling so utterly helpless and vulnerable that she felt like crying but knew that would make the situation worse.
“Did I interrupt your getting ready for some date?” Rajiv asked sweetly.
“Nno… no dear…” Sumi uttered hurriedly, “I was just … I mean…it is the tuition class I am going”.
Rajiv giggled dry,”An unearthly time, isn’t it? But of course I have seen Shukla sir being back home…so it will be a gala time” and winked.
Sumi was completely perplexed.
At one side she was feeling utterly shameful for being caught up dressing up panty-less for the nasty old beast, on the other hand her heart ached in anger that how could Rajiv, being her lover indicates the sexual torment she would undergo.
Rajiv whispers, “ Gala time for Shukla sir…” and giggled, “Sumi, I like the way you are being back to your actual self…It seems that you are obeying what I said”.
Sumi turns to Rajiv now, placing her eyes on his lusty yet mocking eyes, “I always obey you Rajiv…please…please don’t leave me… I … I love you…”.
The words came out with so much despair, vulnerability and honesty that one couldn’t stay untouched.
Rajiv, who was in a utterly mocking mood too got bemused for a moment and felt like hugging the young girl tight for once. The young girl, Sumi, who’s a puppet in his hand; diligently working on the orders for her love to him.
Rajiv places his hand on Sumi’s shoulder, “well, you have earned a date darling…” and smiled a little. “Be ready after you’re back… I’ll pick you up around seven thirty in the evening.”
Sumi was wondering seeing the changes of Rajiv’s eyes.
She knew, it is the loving Rajiv whom she had seldom seen.
The real Rajiv, who has a strong penchant over her.
After long days, Sumi blushed in love.
“I will be ready …” the little girl replied.
Rajiv grinned and was gone.
Sumi turned back to the mirror. Why Rajiv’s “this self” be permanent and her life was minus – Shukla sir, Dinesh sir and all the nasty crowds?
Sumi looked at herself to the mirror and smiled a little.
The little girl was feeling empowered suddenly, and brings her open hair in front of her bosom.
She will go like this to the tuition class today.
She won’t dress up her hair for that old pervert.
She would take a few extra slaps for sure, but not dress up like a slut for anyone except Rajiv.
The guest house had now turned in a gulzar of lust and shamelessness.
After gulping a couple of beers in the car, Prasad had changed to his hospitable and charitable self.
He called up Siddu, Shah and Parekh to the guest house to have a celebration party.
Dolly too didn’t persuade Prasad to his former plan of having her alone over the weekend.
She too, switched on to her shameless slutty mode.
The self she gets her salary for.
The party was on in full swing.
Three local village nautch girls were hired up, who drooled and swung their thin bodies to the music clad in saree and ghagras.
On the contrary, Dolly sat on the sofa, with her petticoat covering from her knees to feet, save all being bare.
She was constantly fondled, groped, squeezed, felt and pinched by four sets of hands. She had taken enough shots of tequila to go her drooling and bear & bare all.
Parekh, who was rather skeptical about the mission, was all in joy.
He tapped Dolly on her shoulder, indicating to join the nautch girls.
Dolly giggled up, rather without any reason and stood up and shook her huge buttocks like thumka standing there, right in front of nose of Parekh, Shah and Prasad and winked mischievously at Siddu.
Knowing that the wink will cost her too later, Dolly gives a flying kiss to Siddu and walks shaking her butts to the dance zone stark naked.
The girls were too taken aback and stopped not understanding the intension of the old hag of a woman, she walked naked towards them.
Abruptly the woman stopped a few steps ahead to the girls and turned her face towards the men.
With a vigorous shake on the body Dolly started dancing, mindlessly, giggling and making indecent gestures to her owners.
The booze had made her mind realize she had overcome a big challenge in her career and got it smooth.
Sumi’s face was pale in fear and helplessness now.
Her courage past forty minutes was gone completely and she was now squatting in front of Shukla, with her top removed and long skirt drawn up to her knees.
Shukla’s anger of seeing the girl arrive with her hair open instantly turned to severe lust providing justification for the torment to the young girl.
Sumi’s waist and legs trembled, in pain and fear.
Shukla was sitting in front of her, stretching his leg over the bench where the little girl crouched, holding a sharpened pencil by his toes and scratching Sumi’s bare crouch with the pointed tip.
The little girl’s eyes were filled up with tears as she had diligently soaked up her hair in oil and combing them smooth now, helplessly trying to think about some hairstyle that would let her get forgiven.
Shukla’s moving foot stopped and poked the girl’s crouch with the tip.
Sumi moans up in the sharp poke and shivers up, almost losing her balance which would make her bang down on the ground from the bench.
“You are taking too much time Sumi…I will shove the pencil right inside your cunt if you fail to get ready in next five minutes…” Shukla grinds out the words between his teeth.
The little girl felt utterly helpless and looks desperately at the old pervert.
Will she say that she can’t think of any?
Will she say her whole mind is thinking about the date with Rajiv at seven thirty today evening?
The little girl blurted out submissively, “You tell me na Sir…I mean, you order how you want Sir, please”…
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[manigopal]

Mera naam Mary hain, meri sau takka teri hain..." the old woman hummed as she drooled over the corridor, heading towards the restroom. The party has already reached to a optimum level. The nautch girls were gone,the bosses were pleased and semi passed out over the sofas and empty bottles were rolling over the floor. Dolly had to answer the gush of urine she had been longing for since past an hour. Gulping various drinks from all four and indifferently sipping from any bottles, she was already half drunk.
The old woman knew that she can't afford to lose her senses today and go full drunk and gaga. She has got to be quite in her self and keep on proving that she is the same old Dolly, thumbing upon the fact that she had got no special perks added to her self after finishing the impossible task of getting the work done.
Dolly had just slipped up her petticoat from the ground before walking out of the lounge as she headed to the washroom. She held the handful of petticoat clutched in her palm up, till her chest and walked as her open silky hairs brushed over her bumps and upper thigh.
Dolly gets into the washroom, pulls up her petticoat and instead of using the commode she squats beside the commode, beside the drainage and starts urinating. Her head was throbbing in pain and she wanted to get rid of it badly.
Dolly was so engrossed and drunk, she hardly cared that her hair, which brushed over the floor was getting wet by her own urine.
Suddenly the old woman sequel as a surprise took her from back, grabbing her neck and holding her hair hard. The wrist tugged and twisted her hair hard, making her unable to turn back too.
But Dolly didn't require to turn back.
By the grip, she could make out who it was.
"Bloody bitch... lost your senses eh ?" Siddu grunted banging the old woman's head against the commode.
"Uhhh...ahhh...maalik..." Dolly whispered.
"You are such an awful woman Dolly..." Siddu graunted as he pulled the old woman up mercilessly by her hair.
Dolly was already out of balance and was trying to have her balance.
Siddu was in no mood to give the old woman any space though.
He wanted some time, alone, along with the trash whore to check out his queries from her.
Holding the woman hard, he banged Dolly against the wall corner, pushing her face over the wall hard.
"You think you can do anything now, right?" Siddu grunted, "and will get over with it... eh?"
Dolly's heart was throbbing in tension. She knew, this is the time where she requires to prove herself to her real owners.
"Getting kisses and hugs now...eh ? Does your sweeties know exactly what you are used to at, eh Dolly madam?" Siddu hisses like a raged snake.
"Oh no Sir..." Dolly struggles and slides her face aside trying to talk to Siddu.
"Let me explain, please maalik... you are misunderstanding me..." Dolly pleaded.
"Am I...?" Siddu exclaimed, and with a hard tug, he turns the old woman, banging her hard against the wall now,"so what do you want me to understand?"
Dolly looked up at Siddu.
The old woman tried and pushed out all her innocence, vulnerability and acting honey sweet as a teenager girl in her eyes and shivering lips.
"The truth is sir..." Dolly softly spoke " that I am just the woman you had sent for the work. It was my onus to get the job done... for my own job security and I have done nothing much maalik...I am NOT the face of the company... and ...and I can never be... neither can think of it. A low woman like me... no... how can I ever think of it maalik..."
Siddu was a little taken back at the speech given out by Dolly and loosed the grip of her hair and smiled a little amused,"seemed that you have had the dialogue well prepared beforehand... who taught you the speech?"
Dolly gets a jerk of fear.
Does Siddu doesn't believe her?
Did he understood that she was acting hard?
She however didn't show the panic over her face and tried to smile faintly.
"No sir... you know it's truth... I am the same woman... see..." and drops the petticoat, which she held, making it fall from her hand, as she stood naked in front of Siddu.
She had no other option than to invite Siddu to satiate his lust and allow her to prove her loyalty.
Siddu grinned, "I won't take you here now Dolly... I will take you separately for a day after your success party is over...what do you say about it ?"
Dolly's throat dried but smiled hard, "anytime you order maalik..."
Siddu laughed and left the woman's hair with a pleasing smile.
Dolly acted shy, lowering her eyes, "Maalik, I will clean up myself and get back to lounge in 10 minutes..."
Siddu leaves without a word and Dolly leaves a huff of relief.
For now, the crisis had been managed.
The old woman rushes out of the toilet and runs to the upper floor to get herself ready. Her long career as a service woman taught her, never to look used in front of her takers.
As she ran over the stairs she suddenly stopped as she almost slammed against the bearer.
The guy was newly joined and he looked at Dolly madam with disbelief.
A woman rather a lady he had been seeing for last one week, immaculately dressed.
Dolly got impatient and right then she realized, she was running stark naked over the stairs, without a thread over her body. Her whole face turns red in shame and helpless anger in front of the young bearer.
Sumi rushed into their shanty wiping her tears. All through the street, she had been walking with her head down and rubbing her eyes.
The little girl braks into tears as she enters the shabby small bedroom.
The humiliation and torture by Shukla sir is increasing day by day and also with is indecent proposals and dreams.
Shukla sir had sweetly reminded her about the promise she had done to him, in exchange of sparing her mother and herself making her freeze in panic.
He had made the girl crawl over the floor on her fours as he slapped and twisted her back violently and directing her way by pulling her hair like dog lease.
Shukla was actually feeling out of control too after the day of submission from the young girl.
He knew the girl did it out of despair then, and love to slip off from for any chance she gets. He needs to step forward and get what he wants, and that to a bit faster now. As knowing that he has no threshold limit now to enjoy the girl, he is getting overwhelmed each time he confronts Sumi. His fantasies roll over and confuses him how to use the little girl. But Shukla knew this is temporary. He just requires to cool his head down and enjoy the little girl as per his wish and make her perform all his fantasies.
Emerged in thoughts, the old teacher had the little girl trapped between his thighs as Sumi had to jerk him off.
Shukla had Sumi's hair exactly like that day, with a braided up do bun on one side and a puffed high ponytail on the other.
Suddenly a sharp idea flashes in his mind. Why didn't he thought of it before ?
As he explains his idea to Sumi, the little girl's face turns pale in fear and helplessness.
Sumi, in helplessness looks around, stomping her foot over ground in her room. Suddenly her eyes gets stuck to a dress left over her bed.
Slowly she walks to the bed and looks at the dress. It looked really nice and lovely and had a chit of note left over the dress.
"Will pick you up at 7:30 dear... be ready for our date".
Sumi's face brightened a little with Rajiv's note and the dress.
It was really sweet of Rajiv to get a decent dress for her.
All her dresses are either too old, being misfit for her or too showy from the lot Rajiv presented her before.
The change of Rajiv was really a pleasant surprise for her but Shukla sir's proposal kept on tingling in her mind. How could she say Rajiv about the proposal ?
Looking at the watch, Sumi suddenly realized the was not much time left for seven thirty and she quickly starts to dress up.
The frock dress was above her knees and casual but much like girls of her age wearing around.
Sumi felt a cycling short would helped her up but she had none.
Rajiv came right at the said time and for a moment looked at the young girl amazed.
"Looking pretty Sumi..." Rajiv smiled benevolently making the little girl blush in real.
Sumi was looking cute and of her age, with her hefty body hardly showing its vulgarity from the Lycra frock. Her hair was open and side braided in front over her forehead.
Within a few moment, they were in car as Rajiv held the little girl's hand tight in his.
Sumi was feeling different and nice.
She hardly can remember the last time she had such a good time with rajiv and found him in a loving mood.
What bothered her was how to speak about the idea of Shukla sir to Rajiv now.
Sumi was so engrossed in her own thoughts she hardly realized that they have reached the destination.
Rajiv took her directly to the lounge bar of the four star hotel. A famous hotel at past, now have lost its prominence but still have a bustling business.
Rajiv had ordered whiskey for himself and bloody Mary for Sumi.
After clinging the glass, Rajiv speaks out. He too, had been silent all over the way.
"Thinking something Sumi?" Rajiv asks suddenly.
Sumi, who was actually thinking of the later morning and afternoon and the proposal of Shukla looked up startled.
"I know what you have been thinking of Sumi..." Rajiv said. "You are thinking why we are here instead of regular parks and hotel rooms, right?"
Sumi smiled a little looking at Rajiv. It was actually making her feel nice in the lounge with people and families dining around.
"Well Sumi, we are here to chat and plan our future too... not the regular bed games..." Rajiv smiled,"hope you are not disappointed "
Sumi reddens a little and whispers, "Rajiv,... don't be naughty na !"
"Well, surely we need to plan for our marriage in future and finalize it. I am planning to talk to dad when he returns next week Sumi"
Sumi's face brightens up.
The little girl never expected Rajiv to say these to her.
"Rajiv... I mean, are you serious?" Sumi asks with a shaky voice.
"Of course I am dear... I am serious about our relation and our marriage..." Rajiv says assuringly, "I will do everything that is required. And naturally, you will also do the required things, won't you dear?"
The little girl nodded her head animatedly with a smile on a face and bright eyes, "I will...I will...I will"
Rajiv smiles back too, pressing the girl's hand, "but Sumi... I want to know one thing again before taking the final steps..."
"Tell me Rajiv... tell me dear..." Sumi asks sweetly and impatiently.
"That you have only me in your heart and soul and not anyone else?" Rajiv asks looking at the little girl's eyes.
"Rajiv !" Sumi whispers, "I love you and only you dear..."
"And you have no special equation with Dinesh sir ? And that you want me to believe that you scored flying colors each time I had sent you to him for a job without special equation or relation with him?" Rajiv asks but he didn't had the burning anger in him. Rather he sounded like a loving and over protective fiancee to Sumi.
Sumi too felt that and holding Rajiv's hand she spurts out innocently, "belive me Rajiv ! there is nothing and there was never such thing ever too... I have only you in my heart Rajiv..."
Rajiv nods his head, "I take your word Sumi, but you will prove it to me too..won't you?"
The little girl's eyes were vaporized with holding tears,"tell me dear, how should I prove that I love you and only you ? Please tell me..." Sumi pleaded to her lover to let her prove her love.
"Well that is not so hard Sumi... you got to settle some other business scores of mine, with some other person ! If you succeed same as the way you did with Dinesh sir... I will surely believe it's for your love to me that you are working on for the improvement of my business and not your special relation with Dinesh sir" Rajiv said in the same loving tone.
However, the little girl's eyes were clear now.
The vapors of tears were evaporated.
So Rajiv took her here to say these things ?
"Agreed Sumi? You accept the challenge?" Rajiv smiled.
The little girl looks up to Rajiv's eyes and nods her head.
"I agree Rajiv... I will prove my love for you..." Sumi whispers as a tear roll down from her eyes over her cheek.
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[manigopal]

It was almost six in the morning that Sumi climbed down the stairs of the under construction building.
Her whole body ached. The little girl could feel her trembling legs and waist but they would just not go. Helplessly Sumi drops down over the staircase landing, helplessly trying to regain some strength.
Sumi could hear faint sound of people from afar and knew that she has to clear off before the workers join up to work, she dragged herself down out of the remaining stairs and sneaked out from the backside of the site.
The little girl leaves a sigh of relief seeing the car awaiting she came in last night.
Sumi gets up and sit silently.
There were nobody else except the driver.
"Sir ne bola apko ghar drop karne ke liye..." the driver said dryly.
Sumi replies in a soft broken tone,"yes... please" and goes silent.
As she close her eyes the scenes from last night kept on flashing over her eyes. The tears that dried up long ago last night rolled out now.
She couldn't believe that Rajiv would sent her to two beasts like that.
Sumi was in fact so dumbfound hearing Rajiv's proposal she could only accept knowing that is her only option to get Rajiv.
She tried to calm herself up thinking, Rajiv is doing it out of jealousy to Dinesh sir.
A feeling that makes her shy and shameful at the same time. Something that is truly unbelievable. Hence, Rajiv wants to check her with other man.
The car had drove her to the same under construction hotel of Rajiv and she walked up through the unfinished staircase till sixth floor.
The whole building was dark and Sumi had to manage her from falling down many a times, struggling her way through the staircase filled up with debris, iron bars and a thousand of stuffs.
The hefty little girl huffed as she reached the sixth floor and instantly her eyes are blinded by the hard halogen lights directed over her.
"Kaun ...?" A crackling hoarse sound was heard.
Sumi was panting and nervous like anything.
She felt her voice was lost and she struggled to talk.
"Kaun hain be saale...? Jawab kyun nahi deta bhosdi ke..." The voice was heard again.
"Ji...ji main..main Sumi...woh Rajiv ji ne,..." Sumi manages to spurt out nervously.
The man laughed out loud, "idhar aa re item...".
Sumi takes a few steps forward, tensed up as hell and walks ahead. Her visions clear after crossing the light zone and she can now see the burly fat dark man sitting on the low gaddi.
Several low chowkis have been adjoined to make a big gaddi and the man barebodied in a lungi sat over and was drinking.
Sumi somehow felt terrified.
The look in the man's eyes were something she hadn't seen before.
The man ogled over her body.
Right then a flushing sound makes her heart jump.
The man is not alone.
Right then, another man comes out from the bathroom. Stout, big and rough.
The former man slaps the gaddi indicating Sumi to walk up there.
Sumi takes off her slippers and walks up to the gaddi nervously.
"Yeah maal bahut achha strip tease karti hain..." he giggles to the second.
A cold wave runs down through Sumi.
What is this sspecial classified information about her!
The man adds, "Maine khud dekha hain...woh sab workers log pakde gaye na..."
The second man raises his hand,"tera histroy channel bandh kar...e gudia.. chal dikha teri striptease..."
Sumi now remembers the first man, he is the contractor of the building project and once Rajiv had got her here to dance in front of four workers who were caught fucking in premises.
This person was also present there.
The second man has already put up a music and Sumi stood somewhat stupefied.
She was more confused regarding the striptease. Firstly, she wasn't sure of her stripteasing talent. Secondly, she was in a frock and it's hard to perform strip tease in frock.
The men grew impatient and the second man grunted,"muharrat nikal rahi hain kya re?" Sumi gets nervous. Understanding these people are just mad to see her body she lifts the bottom of her frock.
The second man walks to her, "chutiya randi..panty pehen ke chudwane aayi hain ?" and slaps her hard on her face.
The other man grabs the panty and pulls it down giggling as his rough fingers felt her legs.
The second man grunted,"yeah striptease chod yaar..pehle dekhu to yeah randi ki chut kaisi hain..." and pushes Sumi hard over the hard gaddi.
Sumi opens her eyes in a jerk, understanding the car stood in front of her home.
The girl walks out silently and enters the house.
She had decided she won't go to college today.
Rather she had to take rest and sometime of her own too.
However, though Sumi tried for some sleep after bath it didn't work. All she could see was the nasty times she is having.
The girl rose and started working on cleaning the house.
She had lots of personal works left for days and she got busy washing her clothes.
So busy the girl was she hardly realized somebody was ogling him from back.
"So you didn't go to college to wash clothes Sumi?"
Sumi jumped up and turned.
She never expected Shukla to be at her home.
"I missed you at college, so...I had to come here searching for you..." Shukla said smoothly with a touch of poison.
"But Sumi...I must say...you are looking quite cute and hot in this twisted bun that you have done..."
Sumi froze in panic,"Sir I do hairs when I go to you sir, now I was working, so...tied this way..."
Shukla grinned,"you didn't get me honey...I do like it...relax"
Sumi stops abruptly.
"So..I believe since I like it, you'll let me feel your rolled up bun to me too ..." Shukla smiled like a perverted animal.
As Dolly walked through the lane of the house, she was surprised to see Shukla coming out of their house and leaving hastily.
The old woman's mind fills up with hatred and anger.
Dolly just hates this man.
She has witnessed the fiery and perverted lust this person has over her little daughter.
Dolly had only few hours in hand.
The party was over and she had somehow managed to hookup with Siddu from today late afternoon at his private apartment in the new township.
Dolly had pleaded sweetly and requested for a test drive to Siddu that she had not changed at all during the party several times, whispering to his ears.
Siddu agreed, not that he had the same plan too, but was delightful as it came from Dolly herself.
Dolly required to bath, dress up and go, had some time in hand too and found the bathroom locked from inside and sound of water pouring.
Realizing Sumi was inside the old lady walks in the room and sits down blank thinking whether she should be happy or sad.
Sumi was weeping hard as she bathed and washed her hair madly.
Shukla had got her into the bathroom, get her over her knees n rubbed his dick over her twisted bun till he cumm.
Post, he drenched her hair and head not only with cum but also with his urine.
Shukla demanded some sexy party girl hairstyle for the tuition for that day and she must not be late.
Sumi came out with wet hair and kurta and the mother and daughter face each other.
They stop for a second and they hug each other hard.
Dolly whispered,"Beti...please don't misunderstand me...whatever I'm doing, it's for you...believe me..."
Sumi whispered back,"Mom... whatever is there in my fate it will happen...you please don't get so desperate for me... I feel so bad mom..."
They both weep for some time and Dolly remebered she had to go off.
Sumi acted as if she was sleeping as she didn't wanted to see how vulgarly her mother was dressing up.
Dolly somehow managed to borrow some cheap cocktail dresses and wore it that moment, which covered only half of her thighs and revealed the bosom aptly.
Dolly donned a high pony like young girls and slips over a loose salwar kameez and whispering a bye to her daughter Dolly leaves hurriedly.
On the way in cab, she will slip off the salwar kameez.
Sumi opened her eyes as Dolly walks out and get up on her bed.
She glances at the watch. She needs to get ready for tuition.
She was sure that today she was the one who was attending the class and so she needs to get herself well.
Sumi had gelled her hair smooth and shiny, puffing up in front and twisted doing two ponytails and then after a half braid tying colorful ribbons at equal intervals to loose hair.
"You are looking exotic Sumi dear..." Rajiv hissed from side.
Sumi's heart leaped. She didn't want Rajiv to get him late now!
"Getting ready for someone Sumi ?" Rajiv grinned.
Sumi gulped, "yes...tuition"
"You don't want to know the result of your performance yesterday night Sumi?" Rajiv smiled sweetly.
Sumi gazed up at Rajiv. She licks her dry lips and nods an yes.
"Well... they didn't enjoyed well and far from liking you... apparently, you...failed" Rajiv says in a dry cold voice that makes the girl tensed up.
Her failure would make Rajiv believe something else.
"But but Rajiv... they did..I mean..." the little girl felt helpless and vulnerable, her eyes filled up with tears,"you know how many times they...they..."
Rajiv raises his hand,"Sumi numbers doesn't proves anything...and take it from that way, that since they weren't getting enough fun with you, they were using you again and again ?"
Sumi stood dumb.
"Now dear, if you have to prove something... you got to do something...or is it someone else's thought that is disturbing you and you are missing five star amenities ?" Rajiv giggled like a hyena.
"I am giving you another chance Sumi..." rajiv whispered as Sumi looked up sharply. "Dress up and come with me...this person is in a five star hotel... but not Dinesh sir for your information"Rajiv grinned.
"I..I was going to the tuition Rajiv..." Sumi whispered softly.
"Fuck it off now... you're going with me now... of course if you have interest in marrying me"
Sumi looked up to Rajiv, "I'll go with you Rajiv..."
Rajiv smiled nasty,"good... then take out some hot dress of yours ! You should look hot today..."
Sumi couldn't believe her ears but silently turned and opened the cupboard and pulled out all the dresses that were presented by Rajiv.
Right then Dolly sat on the floor, spreading her legs, a bit aside and drinking whiskey directly from the bottle.
In front of her, a few feet away sat Siddu on the sofa, drinking too, but soberly and eating.
Dolly too was eating. She had the garbage can beside her and she ate from the garbage bin as she talked how much she missed Siddu.
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[manigopal]

Sumi ignored the crooked looks and meaningful grins of the people of the reception, bell boys, bearers at the hotel and walked towards the elevators. She knew this hotel well. After all, it's partially owned by her lover Rajiv.
A hotel where Rajiv brought her to enjoy her and show her off to Diesh sir.
A hotel where her mother came with Chopra Uncle.
A hotel where Sumi and her mother had to face Dinesh sir together.
Rajiv have given her the room details as he made the little girl change her dress.
Sumi was feeling terribly shy and freaked out with her outfit. Rajiv had chosen a tight low fitting denim shorts and an off shoulder tight fitting crop top for Sumi to wear this evening.
Sumi felt horrible with the choice but didn't speak out. She knew, she was all-through going under a test.
Rajiv asked her to pull out some nice under wears to which Sumi diligently replied, "eh..Rajiv..yesterday they..matlab...they were angry that I wore..." and suddenly gets silent in shame.
Rajiv grins ignoring the shame of his lover, "Well this person is different in class... wear something sheer and minimal... if you can't please him Sumi... well.. I don't want to repeat it dear..." Rajiv chuckles.
Sumi undress and dresses up again without a word.
Rajiv spoke up, "you said you were going to tuition, didn't you?"
Sumi nodded her head. What does Rajiv means now ?
"Well, if I was Shukla sir, I wouldn't be pleased with your hairstyle dear...and far pleased will be the client Sumi dear".
Sumi's face turned red in shame and disgust.
"I would highly recommend you to change your hairstyle Sumi... for the person you are going to..." and smiled a little.
Sumi cooled hersaelf down as she was opening her hairs and looked at Rajiv, "I needed to say you something Rajiv... Shukla sir was asking...."
Sumi walked out of the elevator and knocked the suite at seventh floor with trembling heart.
Her heart was thumping and she knew she has to win this one anyhow.
Rajiv had been sour enough the whole way pointing at her involvement with Dinesh sir and thinking herself above her class and stature.
Sumi bit her lips hard. She has be smart, offering and make the person happy to get married to Rajiv.
Dolly bathed for long, smearing her whole body with some cheap baby body oil and oiling her hair heavily too. The session with Siddu came to an unexpected end as Siddu had to rush back to some important meeting right then.
Something that involved her too.
Dolly was instructed to be at office the following day at twelve noon, well decked as she had some important work too as Siddu rushed off.
Dolly returned after cleaning the apartment and reached back home by the evening.
For long she hadn't got time to even look at the household. Dolly had started to arrange her house and cooking with the suppressed tension for the next day.
She is now rather being skeptical after her win over Vic.
What is awaiting her tomorrow ?
Why did Siddu rushed out so urgently ?
"Ohh... you at home !"
Dolly shook and looked back.
"Hello aunty ji..." Rajiv says with a smile.
Dolly was a little taken aback seeing Rajiv.
She wanted to understand the situation but the events and the tension was stopping her from getting herself at ease.
"Err.. oh beta... Rajiv... well, Sumi tuition pe gayee..." she blurts out.
Rajiv makes a face, "What kind of mother you are aunty ... don't you have any idea where your daughter is..."
Dolly sense something,"matlab?"
"Matlab ? ..." Rajiv smiles,"matlab your daughter, Sumi was with me some time back..."
"And now ? Where is she ? " Dolly asks sharply.
"She is ...well aunty, your daughter is much serious about the marriage..." Rajiv says with a smile, "and actually, today I came to talk to you about that..."
Dolly says nothing, but keeps on staring at Rajiv's face.
"Your daughter, is doing on her part...quite religiously... now it's for your part aunty..."
"What is she doing ? Where is Sumi ..." Dolly asks again, softly but firmly.
"Irrelevant... she is working for our marriage... now... it's your part to do your job..." Rajiv says dry.
"What do I have to do ?" Dolly asks.
Rajiv till now was talking in a cold yet sombre way, suddenly it changed and he softly says, "you are looking so different today aunty ! So nice and motherly..."
Dolly suddenly shook up with Rajiv words.
The word made her blush literally.
Dolly was indeed in a normal cotton saree and blouse, her long shining hair middle parted and tied in a tight normal bun, she was looking like a normal decent woman.
Dolly's voice shook, but she managed to blurt out "tell me what do I have to do ?"
Rajiv's eyes shone up, "primarily two things... ". Dolly gets on all ears.
Sumi enters the chilling room and walks behind the short stout man.
The man turns and Sumi stops abruptly.
Instantly the girl draws a smile on her face, "Sir... my name is Sumi... from Mr. Rajiv..."
The man looks at her top to bottom, either he didn't get much impressed by her look or he didn't show any.
The man speaks up staring at Sumi's bare fat thighs, "What do you do Sumi?"
Sumi reddens for a moment, but she knew she has be proactive and get this man happy.
"I...I do dancing... er strip tease dancing, err...lap...lap dancing, I...I dddine nnnnaked..." Sumi flustered out the words.
The man rose his brows a little.
Sumi gets tensed up.
The little girl continues abruptly, " err... naked bath, massaging, bbblow job... sir..."
The man's eyes glitter up, "and ?..."
Sumi looks at the man confused.
"And ...? And ...whatever you say Sir..." Sumi tries to smile sweet keeping the person in good humor.
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[manigopal]

"Mera naam Mary hain, meri sau takka teri hain..." the old woman hummed as she drooled over the corridor, heading towards the restroom. The party has already reached to a optimum level. The nautch girls were gone,the bosses were pleased and semi passed out over the sofas and empty bottles were rolling over the floor. Dolly had to answer the gush of urine she had been longing for since past an hour. Gulping various drinks from all four and indifferently sipping from any bottles, she was already half drunk.
The old woman knew that she can't afford to lose her senses today and go full drunk and gaga. She has got to be quite in her self and keep on proving that she is the same old Dolly, thumbing upon the fact that she had got no special perks added to her self after finishing the impossible task of getting the work done.
Dolly had just slipped up her petticoat from the ground before walking out of the lounge as she headed to the washroom. She held the handful of petticoat clutched in her palm up, till her chest and walked as her open silky hairs brushed over her bumps and upper thigh.
Dolly gets into the washroom, pulls up her petticoat and instead of using the commode she squats beside the commode, beside the drainage and starts urinating. Her head was throbbing in pain and she wanted to get rid of it badly.
Dolly was so engrossed and drunk, she hardly cared that her hair, which brushed over the floor was getting wet by her own urine.
Suddenly the old woman sequel as a surprise took her from back, grabbing her neck and holding her hair hard. The wrist tugged and twisted her hair hard, making her unable to turn back too.
But Dolly didn't require to turn back.
By the grip, she could make out who it was.
"Bloody bitch... lost your senses eh ?" Siddu grunted banging the old woman's head against the commode.
"Uhhh...ahhh...maalik..." Dolly whispered.
"You are such an awful woman Dolly..." Siddu graunted as he pulled the old woman up mercilessly by her hair.
Dolly was already out of balance and was trying to have her balance.
Siddu was in no mood to give the old woman any space though.
He wanted some time, alone, along with the trash whore to check out his queries from her.
Holding the woman hard, he banged Dolly against the wall corner, pushing her face over the wall hard.
"You think you can do anything now, right?" Siddu grunted, "and will get over with it... eh?"
Dolly's heart was throbbing in tension. She knew, this is the time where she requires to prove herself to her real owners.
"Getting kisses and hugs now...eh ? Does your sweeties know exactly what you are used to at, eh Dolly madam?" Siddu hisses like a raged snake.
"Oh no Sir..." Dolly struggles and slides her face aside trying to talk to Siddu.
"Let me explain, please maalik... you are misunderstanding me..." Dolly pleaded.
"Am I...?" Siddu exclaimed, and with a hard tug, he turns the old woman, banging her hard against the wall now,"so what do you want me to understand?"
Dolly looked up at Siddu.
The old woman tried and pushed out all her innocence, vulnerability and acting honey sweet as a teenager girl in her eyes and shivering lips.
"The truth is sir..." Dolly softly spoke " that I am just the woman you had sent for the work. It was my onus to get the job done... for my own job security and I have done nothing much maalik...I am NOT the face of the company... and ...and I can never be... neither can think of it. A low woman like me... no... how can I ever think of it maalik..."
Siddu was a little taken back at the speech given out by Dolly and loosed the grip of her hair and smiled a little amused,"seemed that you have had the dialogue well prepared beforehand... who taught you the speech?"
Dolly gets a jerk of fear.
Does Siddu doesn't believe her?
Did he understood that she was acting hard?
She however didn't show the panic over her face and tried to smile faintly.
"No sir... you know it's truth... I am the same woman... see..." and drops the petticoat, which she held, making it fall from her hand, as she stood naked in front of Siddu.
She had no other option than to invite Siddu to satiate his lust and allow her to prove her loyalty.
Siddu grinned, "I won't take you here now Dolly... I will take you separately for a day after your success party is over...what do you say about it ?"
Dolly's throat dried but smiled hard, "anytime you order maalik..."
Siddu laughed and left the woman's hair with a pleasing smile.
Dolly acted shy, lowering her eyes, "Maalik, I will clean up myself and get back to lounge in 10 minutes..."
Siddu leaves without a word and Dolly leaves a huff of relief.
For now, the crisis had been managed.
The old woman rushes out of the toilet and runs to the upper floor to get herself ready. Her long career as a service woman taught her, never to look used in front of her takers.
As she ran over the stairs she suddenly stopped as she almost slammed against the bearer.
The guy was newly joined and he looked at Dolly madam with disbelief.
A woman rather a lady he had been seeing for last one week, immaculately dressed.
Dolly got impatient and right then she realized, she was running stark naked over the stairs, without a thread over her body. Her whole face turns red in shame and helpless anger in front of the young bearer.
Sumi rushed into their shanty wiping her tears. All through the street, she had been walking with her head down and rubbing her eyes.
The little girl braks into tears as she enters the shabby small bedroom.
The humiliation and torture by Shukla sir is increasing day by day and also with is indecent proposals and dreams.
Shukla sir had sweetly reminded her about the promise she had done to him, in exchange of sparing her mother and herself making her freeze in panic.
He had made the girl crawl over the floor on her fours as he slapped and twisted her back violently and directing her way by pulling her hair like dog lease.
Shukla was actually feeling out of control too after the day of submission from the young girl.
He knew the girl did it out of despair then, and love to slip off from for any chance she gets. He needs to step forward and get what he wants, and that to a bit faster now. As knowing that he has no threshold limit now to enjoy the girl, he is getting overwhelmed each time he confronts Sumi. His fantasies roll over and confuses him how to use the little girl. But Shukla knew this is temporary. He just requires to cool his head down and enjoy the little girl as per his wish and make her perform all his fantasies.
Emerged in thoughts, the old teacher had the little girl trapped between his thighs as Sumi had to jerk him off.
Shukla had Sumi's hair exactly like that day, with a braided up do bun on one side and a puffed high ponytail on the other.
Suddenly a sharp idea flashes in his mind. Why didn't he thought of it before ?
As he explains his idea to Sumi, the little girl's face turns pale in fear and helplessness.
Sumi, in helplessness looks around, stomping her foot over ground in her room. Suddenly her eyes gets stuck to a dress left over her bed.
Slowly she walks to the bed and looks at the dress. It looked really nice and lovely and had a chit of note left over the dress.
"Will pick you up at 7:30 dear... be ready for our date".
Sumi's face brightened a little with Rajiv's note and the dress.
It was really sweet of Rajiv to get a decent dress for her.
All her dresses are either too old, being misfit for her or too showy from the lot Rajiv presented her before.
The change of Rajiv was really a pleasant surprise for her but Shukla sir's proposal kept on tingling in her mind. How could she say Rajiv about the proposal ?
Looking at the watch, Sumi suddenly realized the was not much time left for seven thirty and she quickly starts to dress up.
The frock dress was above her knees and casual but much like girls of her age wearing around.
Sumi felt a cycling short would helped her up but she had none.
Rajiv came right at the said time and for a moment looked at the young girl amazed.
"Looking pretty Sumi..." Rajiv smiled benevolently making the little girl blush in real.
Sumi was looking cute and of her age, with her hefty body hardly showing its vulgarity from the Lycra frock. Her hair was open and side braided in front over her forehead.
Within a few moment, they were in car as Rajiv held the little girl's hand tight in his.
Sumi was feeling different and nice.
She hardly can remember the last time she had such a good time with rajiv and found him in a loving mood.
What bothered her was how to speak about the idea of Shukla sir to Rajiv now.
Sumi was so engrossed in her own thoughts she hardly realized that they have reached the destination.
Rajiv took her directly to the lounge bar of the four star hotel. A famous hotel at past, now have lost its prominence but still have a bustling business.
Rajiv had ordered whiskey for himself and bloody Mary for Sumi.
After clinging the glass, Rajiv speaks out. He too, had been silent all over the way.
"Thinking something Sumi?" Rajiv asks suddenly.
Sumi, who was actually thinking of the later morning and afternoon and the proposal of Shukla looked up startled.
"I know what you have been thinking of Sumi..." Rajiv said. "You are thinking why we are here instead of regular parks and hotel rooms, right?"
Sumi smiled a little looking at Rajiv. It was actually making her feel nice in the lounge with people and families dining around.
"Well Sumi, we are here to chat and plan our future too... not the regular bed games..." Rajiv smiled,"hope you are not disappointed "
Sumi reddens a little and whispers, "Rajiv,... don't be naughty na !"
"Well, surely we need to plan for our marriage in future and finalize it. I am planning to talk to dad when he returns next week Sumi"
Sumi's face brightens up.
The little girl never expected Rajiv to say these to her.
"Rajiv... I mean, are you serious?" Sumi asks with a shaky voice.
"Of course I am dear... I am serious about our relation and our marriage..." Rajiv says assuringly, "I will do everything that is required. And naturally, you will also do the required things, won't you dear?"
The little girl nodded her head animatedly with a smile on a face and bright eyes, "I will...I will...I will"
Rajiv smiles back too, pressing the girl's hand, "but Sumi... I want to know one thing again before taking the final steps..."
"Tell me Rajiv... tell me dear..." Sumi asks sweetly and impatiently.
"That you have only me in your heart and soul and not anyone else?" Rajiv asks looking at the little girl's eyes.
"Rajiv !" Sumi whispers, "I love you and only you dear..."
"And you have no special equation with Dinesh sir ? And that you want me to believe that you scored flying colors each time I had sent you to him for a job without special equation or relation with him?" Rajiv asks but he didn't had the burning anger in him. Rather he sounded like a loving and over protective fiancee to Sumi.
Sumi too felt that and holding Rajiv's hand she spurts out innocently, "belive me Rajiv ! there is nothing and there was never such thing ever too... I have only you in my heart Rajiv..."
Rajiv nods his head, "I take your word Sumi, but you will prove it to me too..won't you?"
The little girl's eyes were vaporized with holding tears,"tell me dear, how should I prove that I love you and only you ? Please tell me..." Sumi pleaded to her lover to let her prove her love.
"Well that is not so hard Sumi... you got to settle some other business scores of mine, with some other person ! If you succeed same as the way you did with Dinesh sir... I will surely believe it's for your love to me that you are working on for the improvement of my business and not your special relation with Dinesh sir" Rajiv said in the same loving tone.
However, the little girl's eyes were clear now.
The vapors of tears were evaporated.
So Rajiv took her here to say these things ?
"Agreed Sumi? You accept the challenge?" Rajiv smiled.
The little girl looks up to Rajiv's eyes and nods her head.
"I agree Rajiv... I will prove my love for you..." Sumi whispers as a tear roll down from her eyes over her cheek.
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