Ripping Appart Devika

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Part 1

Devika was a homely woman. She worked as a maid in the colony, working in quite a few houses. Known by all and loved by all, especially the men- despite being 37 years of age she had a figure that could rival models in that it was much more mature. She had eyes like olives and a fair smooth skin. Her double milk melons were 36d size and her blouse always had two healthy large bumps for her nipples. Her hips were full and curvy with the right amount of fat and her bubble butts were so prominent that everyone knew that she never wore any underwear. All in all she was just that- a sex bomb.

But she was a sweet,friendly, innocent and hardworking woman, respected by all in the colony. her husband had died soon after the birth of her daughter, who was 18 now and just as pretty and sexy. Except she was slim, almost petite. Devika and her daughter, Manisha, had been living there for quite sometime and nobody had any problem with that. Despite both of them being extremely attractive, men never bothered hem because this articular colony only had families, with wives, moms and sisters to keep the men in check.

However that was not the case with Deepak- he was single, a huge dark man built like an ox. His rough beard made him seem older than his 25 years of age. And he was the son of the owner of these flats, a very rich man. He was the typical spoiled child that always got what he wanted. He had his gang of friends- together they would smoke, drink, do drugs and girls. Deepak was expelled from his college for misbehaving with the lady teachers,despite several warnings. now he had just arrived in the city residing at his fathers flat.

And he wanted Devika, badly. And quickly, he saw something in her that none of the college sluts had. That innocence- he wanted to destroy it. From the moment he had seen her bent over on the floor, cleaning he knew she belonged to him. The sight of her arose the sadist in him and his erection twitched thinkin about all he would do with her.

He called up three of his closest friends, all equally rough and brutal as him- Rohit, Paul and Adarsh. Once they saw their ‘’subject’’ and all the privacy the flat at the top most floor offered, they greedily agreed to Deepak’s plan.

unaware of any of these happenings, Devika headed straight into the lions den that unlucky day of hers. The boss’s son had come to stay and she made it a point to clean his house everyday, even if she didnt manage to make it to the others. She didnt particularly like Deepak or the way he kept looking at her but sh had little choice. As usual she rang the doorbell and Deepak let her in.

‘’Wipe the floor of my bedroom’’

Nodding her head she headed towards his bedroom. The moment she entered it, a dark chill ran up her spine- on the bed were three strange men, smoking and drinking. As she stared at them, the greedily stared back, ripping away her saree with their eyes. Hey missed nothing- her hor glass figure and her juicy boobs struggling to break free from the confines of her blouse, her nipples threatening to tear through it.

‘’Get started!” yelled the voice behind.

Startled and very afraid she she turned to discover Deepak right behind her almost touching her. She backed into the room and Deepak planted his body at the door, blocking all means of escape. Trembling she took the wet cloth and squatted down and started wiping he floor, so aware of four pairs of hotile eyes on her bent body, that she fekt she was naked. She started moving along the bed,looking only downwards, shaking with fear at the eerie silence in the room. Smoke and the smell of liquor stung her nostrils.

Devika almost jumped out of her skin when she felt a large hand begin to pat and rub her pronounced bulging ass.


Devika immediately slid away and rose to her feet, with her back to the wall.

''Please, I am a mother, let me be'' she begged them, her face drained of all colour.

''Why? Mommies cant have fun?" it was Paul.

Rohit and Adarsh approached her from either side, smiling gleefully. her eyes darted between the two like an animal turned prey, which was all she was.

''NO! i beg of you plee--AHH!''

they grabbed her arms and tossed her into the bed, into Paul's waiting lap. Paul immediately laid his hands on her, all her fleshy boobs and ass jiggling about. The other two also hoped onto the bed and Devika was lost in a maze of arms grabbing her over sized assets. Her flailing arms did nothing to hinder theirs. Adarsh tugged at her pallu and it came off revealing their bitch's torso clearly outlined, the curves of her gigantic mammary so evident.They pounced on her like wild animals and forced her down and got rid of her sari leaving her in but a blouse and petticoat.

Devika was crying and sobbing out loud, begging and pleading with them but thats exactly what these beasts needed from her.

''lets get a bit organised here?'' Deepak who was watching all this announced. His friends nodded in acknowledgement.

Quickly together they held down a struggling Devika in a cross shape and tied her arms and legs to each of the four bedposts. Her rapid breathing made her bosom seem like two basketballs bouncing up and down, tears flooding her cheeks and running onto the bed as she cried like a little girl tugging at her bonds unable to budge even an inch.

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Poor little devika didn't get any mercy

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Part 2


"poor baby" Paul sat by her face bent down and licked her tears off her rosy cheeks with his rough tongue. The whimpering woman tried moving her head around to no avail, soon her face was covered with Pauls liquor smelling saliva.

''please let me please!! i wont tell any-" she was cut short as Paul spat right into her mouth and in her shock she swallowed his spit making the men to laugh and her to resume sobbing. She thought of Manisha and her home, praying that it was all a nightmare. But it wasnt, as Adarsh approached her with with a penknife sat on her stomach and slowly cut along the centre of her blouse. Immediately her spring loaded glands pushed the torn material to its side and popped free.

"HOLY FUCK!" "AMAZING"

It was a most beautiful pair of boobs indeed. Her frantic movements caused her boobs to shake and jiggle around like jelly yet they didn't sag to the sides, it was almost taut! and topping each of them were half an inch long thick dark brown nipples set in a 2inch wide aureole. The four men stood in awe staring at the physics of the tits of the bound and struggling woman.

''lets get to business folks!'' the four of them fully undressed and kept there clothes aside. Then each of them out on ski masks, covering there faces. Rohit produced a digital camcorder and started recording the events, the sight of which resulted in fresh sobs from poor Devika.

''stupid bitch il give you something real to scream about'' said Deepak... he took a lit cigarette and climbed onto the bed, blowing on it to make it glow fire. Devika looked on in horror as he brought it down and pressed the red hot tip into the milky flesh under her big boobs. She let out a blood curling scream as Deepak pushed the bit into her till it died and an angry burn mark was deeply left on her right breast.

''She is making too much noise'' saying so Paul headed to get two of their underwear to stuff in her mouth.
"no wait! i have a better idea!'' Adarsh disappeared into the washroom and returned with a mug, grinning smugly. He took the two underwear from Paul and put it inside the mug and then started pissing into it. Now all the guys were smiling realizing his intentions. Once he was done pissing into it,he approached Devika who had her mouth held wide open by Deepak. Using the edge of her blouse, Adarsh forced the two piss soaked warm underwear into Devika's mouth as his friend held her head in place. He emptied the remaining piss into the gag, took the tape that Paul was offering and stuck it across her lips. The piss gag was done and it would ensure that Devika drank Adarsh's piss bit by bit from the underwear. From the look on her eyes she could have thrown up any moment, but of course she couldn't.

Immediately the guys picked up from where Deepak had paused- all of them took lit cigarettes and started burning her boobs till they burnt a circle around each of her aureoles. As she moaned and shook in unbearable pain at the torture, the men had their cocks throbbing and hardening at her pain and their power. All the while Rohit was filming everything.

''Hey look! the cunt has got hair in her armpits, we need to get rid of it'' after a small discussion it was decided how this was going to be done. Paul cut two long strips of tape and stuck it in her armpit on the hair. And ten he violently tugged at it pulling it off as the guys watched in awe as a patch of armpit hair came off on it.

Devika was in pure agony. Never in her life had she suffered like this. Her breasts were stinging from the burns and her armpits felt like they were being cut away as Paul repeated the process till all hair was gone. Then the men burnt inside her tender armpits as she writhed and moaned in pain. Every time she moaned into her gag, a sip of piss would go down her throat into her stomach, its taste unbearable. She wish she could have died. But the game had only begun for the four men.

The men decided that it was now time for their victim to lose her last piece of clothing- her petticoat. Adarsh cut open the whole length of her petticoat and opened it to both sides. It was a sight to behold- even with her legs spread her hips formed almost a circle and like a fruit there was a pussy with a heavy covering of hair in between. Poor Devika was crying in pain and shame trying to bring her legs together,but her bounds were too strong.

Paul immediately took the tape and removed her pubic hair in the same fashion. As the hair was violently ripped away from Devika's sensitive region she writhed in pain, involuntarily sucking on the underwear soaked in Adarsh's piss. It was a sweet pussy that was revealed. The men were delighted to see the thick and juicy outer lips, a bit darker than her fair skin. Parting them revealed the tight pussy hole that was going to be destroyed very soon in a most painful manner, Paul and Adarsh greedily pried into her hole with their fingers.

"this bitch is dry as the Sahara!" "its going to take a lot more pain to make this one wet''

Rohit had paused filming. He handed over the camcorder to Paul.

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Part 3


"i need to see something"

Deepak smiled as he knew what Rohit wanted to ''see''. Rohit shoved a pillow under her ass and spread the bottom of her heavy ass. He was greeted by the sight of a perfect dark pink asshole, with little wrinkles. He gently rubbed the opening and immediately it clenched with tension.

Now Devika had two men working on two of her most private holes- her pussy and asshole. And she could do nothing to stop it. She watched with pleading eyes as a smiling Deepak extended his hand with the cigarette she had begun to fear so badly towards her soft pussy. and then a moment later a beam of fire shot through her as the burning tip pressed into her clit. She writhed about as her pleasure center sizzled and burnt, turning into her pain center. Soon her entire pussy was a burning mound,a dark red shade with many black spots where the tree men burnt her.

"Hahahaha! we are goin to have pussy kebab!" joked. Paul Not even her insides were spared as Deepak stuck the burning tip deep into her cunt. She was shivering violently in the pain and her eyes were so wide open that her eyeballs could have popped out it seemed.

"guys this cigarette thing is getting boring" Paul was taking a close up shot of the fried pussy.

"yea, lets move on"

On being untied Devika immediately curled into a fetal position sobbing uncontrollably not even bothering to try to remove her piss gag.Deepak grabbed her by her long hair and slapped her hard.

"listen to me bitch! will you do as we say"

in the shock of the slap, she simply stared terrified into Deepak's face. Another slap helped her to recover. she hurriedly mumbled yes into her gag and nodded yes.

"remove the tape" Devika slowly removed the tape, terrified and scared she kept the underwear in her mouth.

"look at the slut! she must love the taste of my piss see how she is keeping it in her mouth" she cringed in humiliation.
"bitch remove the underwear from your mouth and wear one of them and toss the other into that corner" ordered Deepak.

Devika stared at him in disgust and Deepak struck her face again. Sobbing again she did as she was told, giving the horny men a sight of her struggling to load her monster ass cheeks into the cloth. The piss and saliva soaked underwear stuck so close and tight that it presented her ass in an incredibly sexy manner. Rohit started to gently massage his hungry meat thinking of all the fun he was going to get with that ass.

"slut, listen closely, don't make me repeat myself- you are now my slave. Understand?"

Fgreatly fearing a slap she responded yes. she watched almost in slow motion as Deepak's clenched fist shot at her left breast. for a moment she just saw the fist pumping into her gland, squeezing and crushing it inwards. And then the pain shot through and she howled in pain like a wild animal clutching her breasts, upright on her knees only because of his tight hold on her hair.

"Yes, Deepakji"
"yes, deepakji" repeated Devika in a trembling voice full of pain and fear.
"you are to be a doggy slave, a bitch. So put on this to identify yourself. You are never to remove it under any circumstance unless ordered to." He handed over her a dog collar with a strap. It had a hook on it for attaching a leash. Flooded with humiliation, she slowly put it around her neck and tightened the strap. Now the name on the collar was clearly readable- DEVIKA.

"Excellent" Deepak had a steely smile on him. The woman had no idea what was going on, things were moving too fast for her and that was how he liked it. To be in total control as ever. "Now it is time to worship your new lord and master. Get down on your knees on the floor in front of me!" Devika hesitated only for a second as Deepak raised his arms to strike her face. She quickly scrambled down and got into her position, all too aware of her nudity, her humiliation and pain. She looked like she had two footballs hanging on her front and two basketballs at her back. Rohit couldn't take his eyes off her swell ass cheeks.


"Worship me by sucking my dick! Accept your new position doggy slave!" Devika looked at him in disbelief. Who would ever do such a nasty thing, she wondered. And for the first time she took a proper look at his tool. She was shocked. It was pitch black and 8inches long. What was most terrifying was its girth- it was as thick as her plump forearm. With dark veins protruding all over it, a monster that was alive was the picture in her mind.

"bitch! do i have to repeat myself?" the threat in Deepak's voice was all too obvious.
"pleas-AHH!" Her head was shoved forward by Rohit, her mouth open in shock. The gigantic black head slipped into her mouth, filling it.

It was worse than what she could have ever imagined. The stench of cum and sweat over whelmed her and the hot throbbing thing was full in her mouth. the hand on her head kept pushing forward, and a bit more of the beast entered her. Her lips had formed a perfect 'o' shape tight around the cock and her cheeks swelled outside as she fought helplessly.

"If i even feel a teeth on my meat i will have Manisha fucked by all the stray dogs in the locality" Devika froze when she heard her daughters name and dread filled her. Fresh tears started flowing out though no sound emerged from her over filled mouth. When her eyes were opened for a second, she saw Deepak's smiling face. "Now drink your holy water. Spill a drop and i'l make you suffer far worse. Hell i'l do that anyway i guess" And he started pissing in her mouth.

There was no question of ''spilling'' as her mouth was air and water tight. Her eyes opened in shock as the sharp and bitter tasting liquid immediately filled her mouth. The warm piss flooded her cavity and She was forced to swallow it as it had no where else to go. She began frantically trying to move but was held in place by Rohit. It seemed the heavy stream of piss would never stop. All that beer made Deepak pee quite a lot as he enjoyed the exquisite sensation of pissing in her warm, tight and wet mouth. The strong flow threatened to drown her and she had great difficulty in quickly swallowing the filthy liquid.

Devika felt her humiliation was complete. Here she was drinking the piss from a cock in her mouth. She silently wished herself dead. Deepak pulled out of her mouth and she immediately started coughing and resumed her sobbing. Her mouth and throat burned. Her stomach felt full and she could fell the still warm piss swirling about in her tummy.

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Part 4


"Good girl" mocking her seniority, he gently brushed his hand along the hair of the retched woman. "Now let us begin the 'events'!" and his three friends started laughing and hooting.

What followed was too nightmarish for poor Devika. She was first forced on to all fours, on the floor. Then she was whipped on her ass and driven, crawling through the house towards the kitchen. Once when her tears fell on to the marble, Adarsh forced her to lick up her own tears straight from the floor. Once in the kitchen, she was bent over a counter, stinging breast crushed on the top, her ass exposed, held there by Adarsh and Rohit. Deepak first took an orange from a basket and forced into her mouth, pushing so hard that her jaw might have dislocated. Once it was in there was no way for her to expel it out and she now had a fruit gag. She looked on terrified as Deepak took out many long thin iron rods with tiny pieces at the end. She didn't know that they were casts of the alphabets. Deepak turned on the stove to full and held the letter 'D' on the flame till it was glowing red. H e then headed behind Devika, who now knew what was going to happen. She heard the skin on her ass immediately start to burn, the sizzling and hissing sound. She however missed the smell of burnt skin as she was too busy with the pain. She almost passed out from the torture. She wished she had, as Deepak repeated he process with other letters slowly tattooing her right ass cheek.

Paul was right in front of her, capturing her expressions of intense pain and moaning into the fruit gag with the camcorder. "What do you think?" Deepak asked?

"Its beautiful" replied a grinning Rohit "our personal fuck toy". Her ass cheeks now read, in burns, DOGGY SLAVE.

"Right Devika, lets move on" It was a cold and businesslike tone. The men raised her onto the counter, ordered her to stand up with her legs spread wide and arms above her head. It was beautiful indeed. The men stepped back and admired their work. She was still crying and sniffling, humiliated at their stare. her breasts seemed to have rings on them, as they heaved about . Her neck was tight in her collar. And her ass cheeks proudly proclaimed her new status.

She was then ordered to get down and given her saree alone- she quickly wrapped it around her flinching as the material rubbed onto her wounds.She was then ordered to wash her face and leave. The threat of the video and Manish meant everyone knew she would keep her silence. But before she could leave,Deepak gave her a little parting gift- a tiny lock on the strap of her collar, making it not possible to unstrap and remove. Devika remained silent, afraid to open her mouth. She was then pushed outside the door.

"we will be visiting your house later, be ready"

Devika struggled to make it to her home, a room on the outskirts of the colony. She went behind the buildings knowing that her saree did little to cover her milk tanks and bumpers. Luckily no one saw her. She quickly entered her home and locked the door.

"WHAT THE HELL MUMMY!"

Swinging around she saw Manisha gawking with a shocked expression.

Poor Devia was unable to say a word.

Manisha stared bewildered at her mother, who wasnt obviously wearing a blouse or petticoat. Her breasts and nipples were visible through the sari. Then she noticed something even more shocking- her mom was wearing a collar! A dog collar that actually read her mothers name. She watched as Devika quickly rushed into the bedroom and shut the door.

"Mom are you okay?" A concerned Manisha asked, knocking on the locked door. A few minutes later her mom emerged wearing her nightdress. She noticed that her mom was still wearing the collar and had covered it with an old shawl wrapped around her neck. she looked very troubled and upset. Manisha rarely saw her independent mother, a widow that raised a child alone, being disturbed. "Whats the matter mom? What happened?"

Devika looked up at her beautiful innocent daughter. 'She must never know' she thought. "Nothing, I am fine" she had no explanation to give.

"Mom please!"
"Manisha! Its not your business young lady! go and study now enough wasting time" the reply was firm and strict.
"you are not-"
"JUST DO AS YOU ARE TOLD!" she hadn't meant to shout, but there was no other way.
"Yes mom" whispered her daughter as she slowly picked up her college bag and started working at the table.


"we will be visiting your house later, be ready" those were Deepak's words. And she was terrified. Devika knew that they wouldn't let her go without fucking her, each and everyone of them. She was already beginning to resign to her fate. the fate of a sex slave.

But what about Manisha? were they planning to fuck her from her house? What would happen to her little daughter? Would it end today? questions and worry filled her mind. She sat down on the torn couch in their little hall and immediately cringed her eyes in pain as the branding on her ass hadn't healed yet. Doggy slave. Was that all she was?

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Part 5

Their was no peace for Devika as the day began to wear on. It was evening and she watched from the kitchen window at the children playing at the park, their happiness and joy a sharp contrast to her own situation. She had no one to help her, no relatives. and all her ''friends'' were the ladies at te colony who were more her employers than friends. She was in this alone.

Deepak knew that. It was that vulnerability that he wanted to crack and abuse. He watched on as his friends packed a bag with ''somethings'' and headed out, waiting for him. There was no turning back now. He was intent on RIPPING APART DEVIKA.

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All characters in this short story are purely fictional. In real life, please treat all women with respect!!! Hope you enjoy enjoy this tale and do encourage by replying and repping! thank you all! peace!

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the sun had just settled, but Devika's tension had'nt. and rightly so as she heard a knock at the door. No one ever came to their old and uncomfortable house. this had to be them. Her heart beating like a train, with a trembling voice she asked "Who is it?"

"Open the door" it was Deepak. With a sinking heart she opened the door and terrifyingly looked at the four smiling men, all of them big and tough. Cruel and horny as well, she knew.

Panic hit her as she thought about Manisha. Her daughter was in the bedroom just a door away! why hadn't she thought of it earlier? she should have sent her to some of her classmates houses. She couldn't let her innocent daughter fall into these beasts hands. Her train of thoughts were interrupted when Paul reached forward and grabbed her shawl away and flung it outside.

"Let everyone see the doggy slave"

The men barged into the house. A panicked Devika tried to ask them "Cant we go to your house Deepakji?, It is not comfortable here"

The reply chilled her to her very core "Afraid of us laying our hands on your daughter, bitch?" "where is the little bitch anyway?"

It was at this unfortunate moment that Manisha came from the bedroom, realizing they had visitors. She was a bit excited as they very rarely had any. However all her excitement vanished when she saw the "guests".

"Manisha go back to your room!"
"No darling" Adarsh was all smiles seeing the beautiful girl. He already knew that he was going to have her petite figure bucking under him as he ravaged her body in all possible means. "Manisha you stay in the hall, we have to discuss somethings with your mother in the bedroom"
"Mummy, whats going on? Please don't hurt us!"
"Please spare my daughter saabs, plea-"
"Bitch get in the bedroom!" the anger in Deepak's voice immediately brought out the 'slave' in Devika and she meekly walked into the bedroom past a shocked Manisha. The four men followed her into the room all hungrily eying Manisha. Once inside they shut the door.

Manisha was both afraid and confused. What was going on? should she call the security? She sat down thinking about what do to, hearing the voices from the bedroom. She had no idea what was going on in there. AND then she shot to her feet as she heard a pitched cry of her mother. Then men where banging her mom no doubt! She knew she had to call the guards. But why did her mom agree to going in the room? why did she wear that collar? Manisha decided she had to find out what was happening in their bedroom. She moved silently to the door and gently knelt down, staring into the keyhole.

The sight she saw then she would remember for a long time.

Her mother was as naked as she were born. She was on her knees and had the hard and long penis of a man in her mouth. Worship him. She could here them say. Her mom was crying, She had her arms held tightly behind her by another man who was licking her neck. Just then she saw another man nearer to the door unzip and take out his tool. Manisha stare at it in fascination. She had never seen a real one before. She had seen many in porn on her friends mobiles and computers but never a real one. Now this one was just a meter away from her. Unknown to her she started spreading her legs. looking around in the room she realized all four men had their cocks out. They were going to bang mummy after all. She knew she must call the security, but something made her remain there. She decided she would watch for a little while longer.

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Part 6


Soon the man removed his tool from her mother's mouth and she didn't even notice her mother coughing and spitting as she was all absorbed by the cock. It was hard and erect unlike the rest. It was pointing straight into the air and it seemed.... alive. Like a snake, thick and with veins on it. And it looked times better in real life than in the display. The man held his cock in his hand and began rubbing the head and the girl felt a shiver pass through her body. Involuntarily, all her attention on the cocks and activities in the room, Manisha began rubbing her crotch

''time to get to the real deal!'' Paul was excited beyond all levels. The men had been waiting for this all day.They had decided they were going to do it the traditional way- a full on gang bang in all her holes as she was held down. The mere thought of it gave them a hard on.

Crying Devika had just drunk another stomach full of warm piss, this time from Paul. She curled upon the floor crying like a little girl, clutching her stomach, cursing her fate. Deepak scooped her u from the ground and laid her on the bed and then laid himself on top of her body, crushing it. Devika struggled to breathe and felt his hot rod poking sharply into her soft navel.

"why is my bitch crying? She loves her owner, right?"
more sobbing.
"randi i asked you a question" the voice was cold again
Devika knew what he wanted to hear "yes" she whispered. And the screamed as he pinched and twisted her fine nipple with his fingernails.
Holding it that way he asked "yes what?"
"ye-AAHH-ees Dee-uuu-pakji AHHH ple-uuurrrGHH-"
"good" Deepak left her , and stood up again. Adarsh was still rubbing his now extended cock. Paul and Rohit helped Devika on to all fours, the doggy style.

Then Paul got in front of her, his cock aimed straight at her mouth. Devika was now stocked seeing it. It was not as wide as Deepak's or Rohit's cock but was very long. At least 11 inches, and straight as an arrow. She didn't have too much time to see it though as he pushed into her mouth and it slipped in without much difficulty as she was used to wider machines. Paul grunted as he felt her wet and hot mouth encase his cock head. "Suck on it whore" when he received no 'response' he held on to her neck, fully around it, keeping his cock in her mouth and sharply hit her right cheek.

"mmmMMGGGGGGGG" Devika moaned in pain into his cock. Paul moaned too as he felt her inner cheeks and tounge rub on his cock. He immediately hit her again enjoying the feeling. "GGMMMMMmmmmAHGgg!"
"Suck!"
Gingerly, Devika began sucking his tool by creating a vacuum with her cheeks and using her tongue. Disgust filled her as a bit of precum emerged from his tip. Afraid of being hit again, she continued trying to suck. Suddenly she felt her ass cheeks being parted and a finger rubbing her asshole. Before she could move, Deepak held on to her, giving Rohit uninterrupted time to do his work. "Adarsh! she is tight as hell... ghee from the kitchen please" "Sure"

He quickly headed to the door and opened it.

He was greeted by the sight of Manisha on her knees with her skirt raised upto her waist, panties around her mid things and left hand rubbing vigorously at her mound. Her other hand was under her top, kneading her breasts. He realized she had been spying on them through the key hole. And she liked shat she saw.

Manisha simply didn't have enough time to react. The door was open too soon and she was caught masturbating to her mother's gang bang. She stared into Adarsh's face totally shocked unable to move. And then something else caught her attention. It was just a foot away from her face and was semi erect. It looked so much like a thick snake hanging out. Dark and with an eye in the tip. She found herself unable to stop rubbing her pussy as she stared in fascination at Adarsh's organ right in front as it started swelling and extending, hardening into the air even as she watched.

"Well, well what have we here" a smiling Adarsh said as his cock hardened seeing her state. The three men and the slave stopped their activities and stared at the doorway. Devika immediately started moaning and struggling with renewed energy as she saw her daughter and her part nudity. "So Manisha did you enjoy what you saw?"

Manisha had no idea what had taken over here. She was as terrified and confused as she was horny and curious. All she knew that was the heat and pleasure emerging from between her legs were too strong and she couldn't stop. Her view was filled with the now huge and twitching cock in font if her. It took sometime before she said anything.

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Part 7

"Yes" came the trembling reply.
"Then you want to come in the room and watch comfortably maybe?"
She looked into Adarsh's eyes, seeing the lust there but unable to recognize it. "Yes"
"then why don't you run to the kitchen, grab the bottle of ghee and come back?"
Her eyes dropped back on to the beast before her. Her voice was a whisper when she replied.
"okay"

Manisha was possessed. As she made her way to the kitchen she realized that it was not just the cocks of the penis of the men that excited her. Her mother's nudity, humiliation and even pain did the same. She felt her cunt become wetter while watching her dear mother struggle and suffer in three men's hands.Masturbating, she had almost cum when Paul hit her mother with his cock in her mouth. It no longer mattered to her that her mother was suffering here.In fact, it made her more horny knowing it was her own sweet and beautiful mother was going to now get a cock forced into her unwilling and virgin asshole, that was why they wanted the ghee. She couldn't wait to watch.

When she came back to the bedroom, she immediately felt her panties that she had pulled back on get drenched. There was a bulge in her mother's throat as Paul had entered his long cock more inwards. Her eyes were shut tight in pain, not just from her mouth though. Behind Rohit had forced in his entire finger up her tight asshole without lubrication of any sort. Using all his strength we was pushing it in and out of her protesting asshole. Manisha realized in horror that she had been branded DOGGY SLAVE on her ass cheek.

"Here let me take that, why don't you go and stay in a corner and enjoy" As much as Adarsh wanted to fuck her sweet cunt then and there, he didn't do so. The instructions from Deepak were very clear. They had a plan for everything. He watched as the girl silently walked, her legs shaking till behind Rohit. "there you go buddy" he tossed the bottle to his friend.

Seeing her daughter in the room, about to witness her bang took Devika to new heights of humiliation. Her fear also heightened as she realized that Rohit was going to fuck her in her virgin asshole. Nobody had ever touched her there even. The very idea made her idea want to puke. And she could never prepare herself for it mentally, even if she didn't have Paul's cock deep in her throat almost suffocating her. Holding her hair, Paul was now using her mouth as a pussy and was fucking it. The grunts and urgency in his thrusts did not escape her. She realized in panic that he was going to cum in her mouth, that too straight into her stomach. Her thought was correct as immediately Paul's cock throbbed in her neck. She didn't taste anything, but she felt the hot spurts in her throat, like boiling soup. Only this was the cum of a man, her sickening mind knew. Suddenly the orgasming Paul pushed in hard, immediately causing her to gag on his cock, increasing the pleasure for the spitting cock in her system. This continued for what seemed like ages to Devika, as a huge load of cum was deposited deep inside her throat. He held on for a bit long and then pulled out. Devika was silently sobbing as she felt the piss and cum mix inside her tummy. She was but a toilet, her entire body was a receptacle to these men's wastes. And they had only just began to use this toilet, this slave.

Rohit watched as his friend withdrew from her mouth, and then proceeded to insert his ghee smeared finger into her asshole. He felt it clench down on his finger and he smiled. 'the tighter the better' he thought. He violently thrust his finger into her untouched-before hole, causing his silent to prey to scream out in pain, unable to move away as she was held down by Deepak.

"OH look! the bitch is screaming for you to hurt her more!"
"pleaAAASSSSEEEE AAARGGHHHH"
"come on Rohit is that all you can make her scream? Pity, i thought you were a man" Paul jokingly taunted his mate.
"NO! watch"
"AAAAARRRGGHHHUUUUGHHHAAAARR!"
He had his index and middle fingers inside her and was twisting it about, stretching her hole for his iron rod. He removed them, now ready for it. He took the ghee and began applying it on his cock liberally.
"please! i beg you! please don't! do anything else!! I am a virgin there! please!" Devika was pleading in the small chance she got.
"We are here to fix that. By the time we are done with you, your asshole will not fully close even. Adarsh, please give her a lollipop and shut her up"
"No!" It was Deepak "Our 'guest' is surely interested in the music from her mother"

For a moment all four pair of eyes turned to Manisha, who was standing a little beside Rohit, watching the activities. She had her right hand down the front of her skirt and her finger's frantic movements was evident at her crotch. Her other hand was squeezing her breasts over her top.

She had four pairs of horny eyes on her, and still she couldn't stop. What had got into her! She had never felt hornier than this before. Not when her boyfriend had squeezed her tits over her college uniform or even when she and her best friend rubbed each other pussies over their nightclothes during their sleepovers. Deepak was right. She wanted to hear her mom screaming in pain as she was ass bangd.

She got what she wanted. The man named Rohit kept his thick and dark tool at the entrance of her mom's rear opening. She felt a twitsh inside her cunt as she realized the amount of pain her mom was going to have to get the extremely thick cock of Rohit inside her tiny asshole. And then he thrust his hips forward, his cock smashing against the hole, pulverizing it. His cockhead was lost inside the voluminous asscheeks of her mom. Manisha began to squueze and rub her mound harder and faster as her mother's sharp wail of agony reached her. He didn't stop at anything however, grabbing her very wide ass, using them as handles, he thrust into her like a charging bull. Grunting and cursing he kept repeating.

She had never felt pain like this before. Devika was no longer concerned about her daughter, she didn't care about anything else. Her entire mind and body was focussed on the pain emerging from her asshole's ravaging. Her screams died into a meaningless gurgle, and she was making noises like a goat or cow as felt her bum filling up with hard meat. Rohit pulled back and her asshole came out along with his cock sticking onto it. And then he rammed back into her lodging his entire dick inside her bowels. Devika could feel its presence there as pain flooded her. It was pure torture. When Rohit pulled out again he saw blood coating his tool from her torn insides. This made him super horny and he started fucking the asshole extremely hard. Huffing Puffing he bangd her as if his life depended on it. Blood was now leaking out, covering her pussy lips. She looked like a mad woman with saliva dribbling out of her mouth and making strange grunting noises with occasional screams. It felt as if somebody had stuck a red hot sword up her asshole. And then suddenly she felt it- the warm cum spurts. He was cumming in her asshole. He was cumming a gallon. Rohit's golf-ball size balls were emptying into the tight orifice. When he finally detached from her with a loud 'pop' sound, white cum mixed with red blood started oozing out and dripping onto the bed.

Nobody spoke as the four men put their pants back on and left, glancing one last time at the corner where Manisha was moaning and cumming into her hands.

Nobody spoke even after they left. Manisha came back to her senses after orgasming and realized what she had done. She ran to the hall, fell on the sofa sobbing and eventually cried herself to sleep. Devika sobbed on the bed for an hour, and then went to the bathroom. She winced in pain as she walked with her legs wide, limping to the toilet. Washing away the dried cum and blood from her asshole, pussy and inner thighs, she realized that her rear opening felt different. In between the pain, it felt open, like air was in it. And cum too. Sobbing she pried her own fingers into her asshole trying to scoop out the cum, but unable to get to it all. She washed her whole body then, cleaning her mouth of the taste of piss and cum, but she could nothing abouth either of them that was filled in her stomach. She felt impure even after an hour of bathing. Traumatized, but exhausted she fell asleep on the bed that she had her ass bangd on.

[Givemeextra]

Nice story. Thanks for posting.


Intresting that daughter enjoyed the action. Devika-Manisha combo ending would be apt.

[HB201415]

Nice story
liked and ripped u

[dark5670]

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[raj500265]

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[fist11]

Thanks Sarit11.
Liked the full story.