KAJAL AGGARWAL In ' A Loan Shark's Revenge '

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                                 Part - 4
                          The Dishonour    

Clock struck 12'o clock, then 1'o clock, then 2'o clock... there was no sign of Vimalan. The sun blazed the afternoon as Balvaar was standing in the village's market, alongside with Kanta. One could say from his eyes that he was extremely angry on Vimalan. If Vimalan was there Balvaan would have broke him into pieces in rage. But on the other hand he was also anxious thinking about the events that were going to unfold with his other client, Garjan. The market's where Balvaan and Garjan were supposed to meet for the money, at exactly 2:30. Balvaan checked his watch every 30 seconds, as time got closer his body muscles got tighter. After spitting mucus on the ground, he looked at Kanta. Kanta gave an assuring look in return indicating nothing bad will happen. That gave some confidence to Balvaar that no matter what happens Kanta will be on his side. When his watch showed 2:32, Balvaar saw Garjan appearing out of the crowd. Garjan is a local medicine supplier. He runs a medical shop in the village. He's borrowing the money for his son's marriage. Garjan confronted Balvaar with a warm smile. Balvaar, not wanting to futher increase his state of discomfort, with his head down said " I dont have the money", his heart pounding as he finished that sentence. 
Garjan was startled to hear this. "Whaaaat?" he said with widened eyes and a shocked stare. Garjan has been remainding him about the money for almost 4 months. He had made all the arrangments for his son's marriage under a deal, a deal that he would give the money to the suppliers after he gets it from Balvaar. 
Balvaar said "Sorry...", still looking down being unable to meet Garjan in the eye. He has never been in a situation humiliating as this before after his wife's vanish. Garjan was both in anger and fear now, angry that someone he trusted had let him down and afraid that he have to stand in shame in front of the people he owes money to. 
"You dogs...you will pay for this..." garjan said terrifyingly "I will see how you are going to do business in this village from now on. I will see to it until everyone knows what a fraudster you are" Balvaar now looked at Garjan's eye seeking mercy, he knew Garjan was a well known man and people spoke that he had contacts even with the security officer. 
..It was my fault to trust someone who could'nt keep even his own wife with him" saying this he spit in front of them and left pissed off. Everyoby around them in the market froze in the that moment, hearing what Garjan said at the last, staring at Balvaar. Balvaar stood motionless, he started to breath hard and sweat from his forehead as everthing bad he imagined and thought would'nt happen had happened in front of his eyes and either of them couldnt do anything about it. Both Kanta and Balvaar were equally angry now on Vimalan as he was the cause for all of this dsihonour. 
Kanta said, " I dont care what Garjan does, we can manage that ..but before that lets go and beat that high class asshole and hand him over to the security officer", Kanta was in full rage. Balvaar was convinced when he heard that. He spitted some mucus in anger. He not only wanted to hand Vimalan over to security officer but also wanted to bring down his dignity just like he had brought down his. They planned to enter Vimalan's house in the evening ,break down everything, give him some brutal beatings and humiliate him infront of his neighbours. To spice things up, they mutually decided to get drunk first at the local tasmac before heading to execute the plan.

  Part - 5

  The 24 Hour Deal

The time was 9 PM. Kajal was returning home in her car after her shoot wrap up party. Her driver was riding the vehicle and she was sitting in the back. She was all tired and sweating after a hard day's work. Her car a/c was not able to cool her down as it was not in proper working condition. 

The 30+ unmarried driver frequently peeked at this hotness through the rear mirror while she was going through her mobile. The only thing clearly visible through the mirror was her sweaty arms and it was enough to get his attention. He saw lines of sweat flowing in her arms that left him wondering if her outer arm sweats so much then how much sweaty her under-arms will be. He cant stop thinking about it. He drove all the way with a distracted mind, constantly trying to get a view at her under-arms but Kajal never gave him the chance, she had kept it closed all the time using her mobile with both hands. They reached home by 9:30. The driver drove the car inside the gate and stopped it in the big open area before the house's entrance.  Kajal got out of the car and said to the driver, "I will not be needing you for a couple of days, will call you if I need you". The driver said "Ok madam" and got out of the car giving the keys to her. Kajal started walking turning her back on him. The driver was still standing there, casually admiring her back structure as she walked. He prayed to get just an one-second look at one of her underarms. Kajal suddenly stopped...and she turned back. The driver got scared thinking that she had caught him looking at her. But no, her eyes were set on something else. She saw a bike, standing in the open area, parked just a few distance away from the car. Before turning back, she tucked her hair falling in her face to  behind her ears.

This moment was enough for the driver to have a glimpse of her armpits, even though he couldnt see it clearly in the dark he was able to make out its hot dampness. The driver left the house satisfied after he had thought he would never be able to see  what he wanted.

Kajal opened the door and stepped inside the house. There was no one in the hall. She heard noises of two people talking and found out it came from her father's room. As she went close to that room, she recognised one voice was her father's but she could'nt recognise the other voice. She figured that it should be one of his friends or workmates. She didnt want to disturb them so she went to the dining room ,got a glass of water, sat down on one of the chairs and drank it. Before she could finish the glass, the voices in the room became disturbingly louder. As her father's room is the closest room to the dining room, she could now clearly hear what the other person was talking. She put the glass down and walked towards her father's room. The door was closed so she just stood near it and tried to overhear the conversation just to make sure everything's alright. 
She heard the other man say "Do you have any idea how much I've lost today. My respect,dignity and years of hard work...all went down the drain because of you. And you will face all the shame I had to face today". Kajal was startled on hearing this. Though she couldnt find out what was the issue she was shocked to hear the manly voice speaking against her father in such a way. She then heard her father's timid voice "Please dont call the security officer. I will give you back your money. If you file a case then all my life's work is undone. Please...I will do anything" begged Vimalan. As soon as he finished, Kajal heard an angry voice "Its too late now..." followed by the sound of things falling down and her father yelling "Aaaaah". 
Kajal got thunderstruck, she opened the door and hurried inside. She saw her father lying down in pain, she assumed that whoever he was talking with had pushed him down. She bent down to aid her father, picking his shoulder off the ground. Thats when her eyes caught this big, black,muscular and hairy figure standing across the room. It was Balvaar , drunk but not completely. Thats the first time Balvaar saw Kajal and he couldnt take his eyes off such a wonderful sight sitting down in that transaparent saree. Kajal got up angrily and asked, "Who the hell are you?". But Balvaar was too busy staring at her figure. He slowly gave a toe to head look. Kajal was alarmed. She was used to people looking at her that way but she could tell from his stare that his eyes went deep inside her. It made her uncomfortable as she once again angrily shouted at him," Hey..who the hell do you think you are?". Her dad, the 55+ old man got up on his feet with all his strength, "Kajal...wait..This is Balvaar....". Vimalan explained her the entire story as he didnt have a choice anymore. Meanwhile Balvaar stood there, continuosly trying to look into Kajal's sweat-drenched saree, all the while scheming a plan. He didnt bring Kanta here as he was heavily drunk and couldnt even move. He thought bringing him here would be useless so he decided to leave him at home and come here alone 
in his bike. Kajal was hearing what happened with her hands tightly close to her body being aware of Balvaar's eyes roaming all over her. Balvaar put and end to his hungry stare by giving one final look at her fair neck from where dots of sweat ran down into her bosom. And as Kajal was done hearing what had happened, he was done with plotting 
his plan giving an unnoticeable grin on his face. 
Kajal calmly said, "Sorry for your loss. We will pay you back your money".
"The money? But what about the honour and respect I lost..I want your father to lose his respect infront of the people like I did" said Balvaar. 
Kajal impatiently said "Heey.. we are ready to pay you any amount of money you want to settle the debt. Just name the price."
Balvaar smiled, "You should've given me the money by yesterday. Delaying it even by one day gives me powers according to the contract to hand you over to the security officer. Dont take me for a fool, I know I can get my money back if I simply let the security officer do their job. What else other than money can you give me madam?", he mockingly looked at Kajal.
Vimalan pleaded, "Please dont go to the security officer. We'll give you anything you want. Ask for anything"
"Anything?" Balvaar asked exaggerating the word. 
"Yes, anything", Vimalan felt a small relief as he said, knowing Balvaar was finally agreeing to come to a deal now. So did Kajal as he was atlast willing to leave her father alone after all the mess. Balvaar walked near to both of them. Kajal could lightly smell the odour of liquor from the body that was appearing close to them and realised he was somewhat drunk.
Without any hesitation Balvaar said , "I want your Kaju...for a day." Kajal and Vimalan were shocked to hear this. It took a moment for them to understand under what context he meant it. Kajal's stomach tightened. 
With so much anger she spurted out at Balvaar, "Chii..How dare you speek to me like that. Know your place you low-class asshole". Kajal has never been that angry before. She would've given him big slaps if he hadn't been holding her father's contract at stake. 
Balvaar calmly replied, " I might be a low class but I dont cheat with other people's money. This is my offer...take it or I will go to the security officer"
Kajal cunningly shot back " Get out of my house rascal. Go wherever you want. I know how to handle cases. I will make sure you are going to jail for speaking to me like that". Balvaar knew she was a smart ass and that she would somehow find a way to get out of this. He noticed Vimalan getting more nervous so he decided to target him. He knew getting Vimalan under hooks will indirectly get him what he wanted. 
He pressurized Vimalan by saying, "When I book my case, I will not only say you didnt pay back my money on time, I will also add you molested the girl that I sent to collect my money. I know a lot of girls in my village who, for money, are ready to stand in court and say that to the judge. I will report to the security officer that your duaghter has loads of drugs stuffed in this house, which my assisstant will take care of putting it here. She will defnitely have a great career after that. The mistake is yours...if this is what you want then so be it. See you in court" and left towards the room door.  
Vimalan said "Wait", stopping him, holding his muscular hand. Balvaar knew then that his small trick has started working. 
Vimalan asked some time to talk with Kajal alone. He took Kajal out  to the dining room while Balvaar was getting excited 
that his plan is really working. 
In the dining room, Kajal indifferently said, "I am not listening to that brute. We will  take care of any legal consequences he blackmails us with." Vimalan in a  regretful tone,"But we cant live our lives normally after that. If he does the things he says, your entire hard-earned career will be all gone in a second and nobody will do business with me if they come to know about the cases I've been involved in. We will agree with him now and once it gets over we will find a way to legally punish him for all his misconducts". Though her father didnt say it openly, she understood that his preference was to make her sleep with Balvaar rather than being humiliated in front of the public in the name of false accusations. They both hesitantly went back to the room  where Balvaar was now roaming like he had successfully executed a masterplan. "She'll do it", Vimalan said. Balvaar remained unsuprised," I want her to say it". 
Kajal gathered all her courage, let a deep breath out and said "I'll do it". Balvaar still unconvinced,"Do what? I want you for 24 hours from now.." he saw the clock on the wall, it read 9:58 PM, and continued "....you are mine until 10 PM tomorrow. You have to do whatever & whoever I want you to do. Refusing to obey I will go to the security officer. clear?" Kajal couldn't believe she's getting herself into this for the sake of her father's mistakes. But now they were both in this together as Balvaar threatened to bring down her career too so she had no other choice. She nodded to him. "Say it out loud", Balvaar said. "I will........" she didnt know how to complete the sentence , after a moment she ended it by ," ...obey". Balvaar gave out a huge smile hearing that word. 
"Good ! Now go to your room beautful" Balvaar commanded her. She irritatingly turned back walked, with Balvaar following her every step. Vimalan became still, he went and sat on the sofa in the hall and saw them enter into her room with Balvaar's hand on the doorknob slowly pulling it, seeing him give a wild grin in his face just before the door would completely close on them.

                                PART- 6                                  The Foreplay Night

Kajal stood in front of her dressing table. Through the big mirror on it she saw Balvaar aproaching from the back. He came closer to her, admiring the back beauty of a 60 kg high-class figure, now standing in front of him. 
"You told you're going to make me go to jail for what I said..." he smelled her hair, inhaling it's deep scent, "...now what you're going to do?" he mocked her as she stood still in annoyance. With his hand he slowly pushed all her loose hair over her right shoulder, fully exposing the left side of her wet neck and the part below it. He touched the curvature of her neck with his fingers, feeling the wetness of the part. Kajal started feeling uneasy and ticklish. She turned her look away from the mirror, trying not to see the reflection of her body being touched by this low class rowdy. He ran his nose over her neck's curve, "mmmm you smell sooo good". 

He laid small kisses on her back, here and there. Kajal tightened her shoulders as this man's rough lips wandered pecking her back. He held Kajal's biceps, loosening her shoulder's tight, and took out his tounge. She was unaware what he was upto as she was staring away trying not to be in the moment. In an attempt to make her feel him, he ran his tounge over her neck, licking all the sweat on it's curvy part. "Ewww...Nooo" Kajal pushed his hands away from her biceps in disgust. As she was now free from his holds, she rubbed her neck against her shoulder wiping out his ugly saliva from it. Balvaar knew she would resist. He forcibly grabbed her neck with his strong arms and pulled her back to him. She realised how strong he was when her back thumped on Balvaar's hard chest. Kajal tried to break free, but she was no match for this dark huge man's strength. 
He said to her " Dont you dare say no again. If you fight then I will fight harder..." tightening his grip on her neck, "...and when I fight harder then there wont be much left of your body" he said in rage. Kajal got scared that he might hurt her as she felt the pain increasing on her neck. "Ok???" Balvaar roared. All Kajal wanted was to get out of that strangle so she had no other way other than to comply with him, "Ok" she said in a breaking down voice. He let go of the grip, held back her biceps and mouthed her neck. She closed her eyes tightly as he now and then pulled the skin off her neck slowly with his teeth like in a love bite. Meanwhile his hands slowly moved down below her bosom and 
inside her saree, with brute force he grasped her waist, pressing it hard to see how she would react. And just like he wanted, Kajal yelled "Aaaahhhhgg" as his icy cold hands held her hip, giving her mixed sensations of cold tingle and pain. 

She inadvertantly pushed his hands down from her belly. He liked her reluctance as it gave him a chance to show his dominant side. He grasped her hands and took it up, far behind his head, and clutched them together. Her hands were now around his neck and his chin was resting on her shoulder. His small but sharp beard hairs itched her smooth neck and as she tried to move her face from there, wiggling in all sides, the itching only got worse.
"If you take your hands off my neck then you will be punished" Balvaar threatened.
Kajal closed her palms tightly and didnt want to break that posture and make him angry, she didnt know what else he might do to her. He wanted to tease her more and see how she reacts. Using his hairy hands he kneaded either sides of her  waist, feeling the chubbyness of it. Kajal tried hard to stay in the position inspite of Balvaar's cold hands tickling one of her sensitive parts. She surely didnt enjoy it but she was too afraid to disappoint him so she bit her teeth hard. He removed her saree's pallu with one hand and threw it on the bed, revealing her blouse now. As Balvaar looked down, beyond her blouse, he saw a beautiful small and dark opening on her body below her midriff. It was her Navel. He chewed one of his finger, drenching it with his Saliva. He moved it down, dragging it over her midrff and circled it around her navel. His saliva's wetness gave Kajal new sensations in her belly and she started to slither in tune with Balvaar's circling. Balvaar's finger soon went dry of Saliva. So he chewed it again, longer this time to soak it completely wet, and now pushed it deep inside her belly betton, pressing it all the way in . Kajal squealed. Because of being poked by this 6 foot beast her stomach was unable to move out when she exhaled air.  She held the back side of balvaar's head in discomfort, she didnt dare to bring the hands to the front. Balvaar liked the way she reacted. He slowly pushed his finger in and out, circling at the same time, with every movement making Kajal breathe harder and deeper. He looked up to see Kajal's face expression in the mirror, thats when he saw something he wished he had noticed before. Her bare armpits were wide open for play. It was cleanly shaved and shining because of all the sweat. While his left hand was doing her navel, he placed his right hand on her right armpit, one finger first. As he played with it, he felt many things in there that made him horny, like the warm pool of wetness because of her sweat mixed with her body's heat, the aroma that emanated due to his fondling, no matter how rough his touch was it had an eternal soft and smooth nature. With all his fingers now he tickled it. Kajal gave low moans of intolerance. She wanted to break the posture and put her arms down to avoid all the uncomfortable sensations this low-class pervert was giving her. And Balvaar too wanted that so that he would get an opportunity to punish her. But Kajal held her posture, moaning "Pleaase noooo..." , involuntarily jerking her body over Balvaar's feeling ticklish. Balvaar, while giving loud sloppy kisses to her shoulder, got turned on by her movements. As a result, he began rubbing her navel hard, making her feel more heat, and at the same time he increased the intensity of teasing her underarms. This made her more reactive "Ohhhh..stooooop" she was about to break her posture by bringing down her hands. Instead she held on tightly to Balvaar's hair. She further tightened her closed eyes, her teeth and her grip on his hair, showing her reluctance to what he was doing. Balvaar noticed her expressions and realised she is fighting hard to not break the posture, he knew she was getting ready to obey. He whispered in her ear "Good girl", finally giving rest to both of his hands. "You look fit...I've read that you actresses workout daily to keep your body hot and seductive" he talked but suddenly made a deep bite on one of her soft biceps, tasting her muscle, leaving a mildly visible bite patch in her skin. "Ouuuwwww" squeeled Kajal, lowering her hands down, unable to hold on to that posture after the bite. 
"Mmmm...all your workouts are worth it...your muscle tastes so good" Balvaar commented after the bite.
Kajal was now panting for breath after all the intense rubbing in her belly button. Balvaar noticed her blouse beat in rythm with her heart. After seeing that he couldnt think of anything else other than to plunge into it. He removed the knots from her blouse and it fell down on the floor. She was now standing there with her breasts covered only with a black bra . He probed both his hands inside her bra from below and squeezed her mammaries. "sss..." Kajal conveyed her discomfort in her reaction. He cupped them firmly with his hands inside her tight bra and kneaded them vigorously. It was hurting her. "Mmmmm...slowly..pleaaase" she begged, knowing he wont stop so she thought she could atleast make him slow down. "You want it slowly uh? How about this?" saying that Balvaar used all his strength and squashed her boobs. 
"Ouwwwww...pleasee uh..." Kajal wailed as his large black hands manhanded her womanly parts. She felt his toughness on her breasts now. Her bra got loose with all the action happening inside it. It would easily tear if Balvaar decided to squash her parts one more time. Balvaar got completely turned on after feeling her mammaries. It was so soft that he could squeeze it however hard he wanted according to his liking. He started walking backwards towards the bed behind them, holding her breasts in his hand, tagging her along with him. He fell on the bed on his back holding Kajal. Kajal was now on top of him, lying on this rugged muscled man. He carried on with cupping her breasts, feeling her tits rub off his hands time to time . He whispered to her ear,"I want you on me like this the entire day Kaju, me fucking your hot body. And I want to fuck you in my place. Come with me to my village."
Kajal got agitated. "No way...that was not...ahhhhh...part of the deal" she said resisting the displeasure he was causing on her breasts. Balvaar thought it was time to remind her of his dominance. He let one hand out of her bra and slowly inserted it into her saree below and made his way to her groin area. Before going to her vagina, he caressed her pubic area above it. Kajal felt a prickle above her private parts. She went wild and tried to pull his hands away from there. He raised both her hands and forced it all the way back, similar to the position she was in while standing. "Remember your place woman. You belong to me....Now repeat that". Kajal didnt respond. "I told you to..." as he was barking at her he made his way back into her saree and clutched with his right hand her pubic area tightly "...repeat that". "Okkk okkk....Ahhhhhh..." kajal shrieked in irritation. Just when he rigidified his tight clutch on her sweaty groin, Kajal out of embarassment said "...mmmnggg..I...belong to you...ssss". 
"Say it again..loud and clear" he said twisting his hold, more like pinching her. Kajal couldnt bear it, one of her most sensitive parts was being molested by his big rough hands. She held her hands on to the bed spreads  tight enough to crush the fabric and wailed "...let me go please.....nggggg.." Balvaar didnt care, "Oh baby..I have not even started yet...now tell me and I will let go". He knew that he would have left a red mark in her flawless groin by now but he enjoyed seeing her quiver in pain. She finally gathered up all her strength inspite of the agony and said "I belong to you!". "Thats a good girl..." he said slightly loosening his grip, giving her a second of relief. "Who owns your body?" asking this Balvaar now went well inside her panties and just brushed his hands over her vertical lips, "Answer me" . Kajal felt his rough fingers causing friction over her genitals , "You own my body" she said in a hastened tone. Balvaar's hand now longed to get hold of one of her breasts. So he went inside her bra  with his other hand and groped her left breast. Kajal let out a deep breath "Ahhhhnnn.." as there was tension now in her chest and her vag. Balvaar enjoyed touching her genitals and nipple, both at the same time, celebrating her body's heavenly parts with his hands. As she was completely shaved down in her private parts all his fingers could feel was her flawless hot skin. He noticed Kajal getting into mood. "Who will fuck your pussy?" he asked pushing the limits. She was unwilling to reply. Balvaar decided to increase the stimulation. With two of his fingers inside her panties he slowly stretched her twat and released it, opening and closing the vertical line. Kajal gave out little moans "mmmm...noooo...", now that he made contact with her vagina, her legs slightly shivered feeling as if his finger's heat seeped into her opening. "Tell me now bitch" he murmured in her ear.  She said "You will fuck my pussy" after huge hesitancy , thinking he would let go of her if she said what he wanted to hear. But Balvaar had other plans,"Thats right". He let one of his fingers right into her vagina, dropping it deep making his entire finger disappear in a single push. "Noo...Youu.....Take it out" Kajal got jumpy, she closed her legs and raised her upper body from Balvaar. But Balvaar didnt undo his infiltration. He used his other hand and snatched her hair, hauled it back towards him, making her fall back on his body, and held her neck under the mercy of his beefy biceps. Kajal yelped in his aggressiveness. With both of his thick foot, he seperated her legs. He couldnt seperate them completely because she was still unstripped off her saree in the bottom, but it was enough to continue his fingering in and out of her erogenous slit. As her most precious part was getting infiltrated, she didnt enjoy it as the pleasure was surpassed by the discomfort she was in. Her legs were held under this monster's feet and her neck was strangled by it's husky bicep. She tried with her hands to get him to stop but with every effort she made he tightened his grip on her neck, pressurizing her to give up. "Return me the favour Bitch. Get your hands inside my pant" Balvaar ordered her. 
His pant was below her calves. She half-heartedly pushed her hands below her calf and into his pants. Her hands were on his underwear and she could already feel his thick flesh of meat stuffed inside it. "Ahh you found my dick. Now play with it...only with your fingers". Kajal petted it and used all her fingers to slowly rub it. Balvaar liked it very much as a high class woman was now tickling his dick meanwhile he was fingering her pussy. His dick grew and Kajal felt grossed out as his underwear extended. 
He stopped his drilling for some time but his finger was still inside her vagina. He could tell that Kajal was relaxed after he stopped drilling
as her feet stopped fighting his leg's hold now. "Now touch it" Balvaar gave another order. She knew he would want her to do that. She reulctantly moved her hand inside her underwear. She felt nasty as her hand drifted through a big cluster of his pubic hair.When she finally made it to her penis, she felt a warmth.  
"Stroke it Kaju" Balvaar said and without any warning he thrusted his finger back into into her vagina, drilling its sides now. Kajal trembled in stimulation. She couldnt hold his penis well so she did what she could by holding a small area of it and slowly stroking it's skin, up and down. Though it wasnt much Balvaar enjoyed it. Kajal moaned "Ahh...ahh...", thats when Balvaar thought he must've hit her G spot with his finger. He hugged her tight from behind with his other hand, 
freeing her neck but pressing her bra now. " You look fucking hot semi-naked. I cant wait to have you completely naked.I am going to take you to my home and fuck you there bitch " Kajal was in the middle of an orgasm with Balvaar's biceps thrusting her boobs, she didnt have any other choice other than to comply with this old yet forceful man. "You hear me?...you are my bitch...I am going to fuck everything in you for one full day...I am going to get revenge on your father for what he did....he has given your body to me as repayment and I'm going make full use it..." as he said he increased the speed of his fingerplay. Kajal went "Aaaahhhh...uaahhh". She moaned in pleasure so hard to resist. She knew this man was using her and heard all the things he just said but her pleasure overrided her consciousness. "....You are my bitch Kaju...You are my bitch" he repeated it until it sank deep into her ears. Kajal felt more powerless as his words swept her mind off her willpower. He laid wet kisses to her sweaty back and licked the joint that attaches her arm with her body, tasting the sweat that dribbled from her armpit. She didnt respond to his toungue messing with her skin like she did before so he could tell from her sudden tranquility that she was going to cum from all the fingering he's giving her. And he too began getting orgasms from Kajal's soft fingers stroking his manhood. But Balvaar had decided not to waste his semen before fucking all her holes. He thought of a naughty way to stop her hand from stroking his penis. So, not in a gentle way he took his finger out of her twat, leaving Kajal disoriented in the middle of an incomplete orgasm. With her vaginal juices still sticking to his finger, he forcibly pushed it inside Kajal's faintly-opened mouth. The bitter taste of his dirtyfinger with all her sour liquid got her back to her senses, her eyes lit wide open with dread and disgust as her taste buds were forced to intake this black finger's offerings. "mmmnggg...mmmnnngg" she could only whine with Balvaar's big finger muffling whatever she meant. Instead of opening her mouth, doing which she thought would encourage him to insert his finger deeper, she shaked her head left and  right indicating him to take it out. "Taste your cunt Bitch" he gave no regard to Kajal's indications. And it worked, Kajal stopped stroking his penis. But her hand was still inside his underwear, laying on his dick. And Balvaar suprisingly got the feeling that he was about to cum, thats when he realised his manhood had gotten strongly erect with all its fluid surging inside. And Kajal's lovely touch was not helping him, it only speeded up the fluid's rush. His brain got high and with a few more seconds of Kajal's soft palm on his dick he knew it would defnitely burst out. He couldnt blame himself for being unable to control his ejaculation bacause the last time a woman's body made contact with his penis was decades ago, and now after an angel had stroked it no man could abstain from such an urge. BUT....he was determined not to cum. He wanted to stop it somehow so he quickly thought of a way to make Kajal take her hand off his cock. He slid his finger out of her tongue, making a 'bbbp' sound as it slipped past her wet lips. He held her cheek and turned her face facing his. Kajal could now smell the cheap-liquor from his face. "Ugghhh...let me....mmmmm..." She tried to turn her face away in dismay but again her efforts went ineffectual against Balvaar's firm hold. And that was not the end of her dismay, little did she know that what she thought shouldnt happen was going to happen. Balvaar's took out his toungue and kissed her lips, which looked more like him eating out the tasty pink flesh off her mouth. Kajal shut her eyes and mouth in disgust and dared not to open it even for giving out a groan. She moaned "mmmmhhhummm ....mmmmmhumm" as Balvaar felt all the perfections of this high-class actress's lips. He couldnt thoroughly enjoy it as in the meanwhile he was trying to avoid jerking off. So he didnt really bother to get deeper in the kiss. Being unable to get her face out of this mess, Kajal brought out her hand from his underwear and tried to push away his face from bathing her lips with his ugly tongue while covering her mouth with her other hand. Now that she had her hands out Balvaar got control of his penis back. His semen which was previously almost on the edge of his penis now started to slowly back down. Kajal now got up annoyed, pushing away his hand after he had loosened his grip. She got down from his muscular body and onto the bed wiping her mouth with her palm and with the back of her hand. She spitted out "spewt..pchut" as she wasn't completely successful in stopping him from entering her mouth as some of his tongue's saliva slipped through the tiny gaps of her closed lips. Balvaar was back to normal. He turned to his right, seeing Kajal wiping her mouth and making "pchhh" sounds that denoted she was irritated by his doings. He thought to himself that if she gets so irritated for just the foreplay then wonder what will happen to her at the end of the day. He looked down at Kajal's unprotected waist and wanted to pinch it. Kajal turned to Balvaar angrily and told him " If you ever do something like that again..." and before she could finish, Balvaar got up in wrath and pushed her on the bed. "Aaaah" she shouted, as he leaned on her like in missionary position. Kajal was lying down with Balvaar on the top. He held both her hands above her head and slowly leaned towards her face. Kajal turned away not being able to face the liquor breath nearing her. "You dont tell me what to do... you are my slut now. I will do whatever I want to your body and you have nothing to say against it. And remember...I will leave you alone after this only if you satisfy me" Kajal silently took all his authoratative words through her ear. Her rosy smooth cheek was so inviting. Balvaar let out his toungue and gave one big lick to her cheek feeling it's softness. "Mmmph" Kajal gave just a groan after her authority was put off by Balvaar's dominance. He left a big noticeable saliva patch on her cheek as it shined in the light. He now raised his face setting his gaze on another prize. He went to her right armpit, licking the aroma out of it. Kajal shivered "Hmmmm..." as her shaved underarms were devoured by this big ugly man with his dirty mouth. He made noisy slurps with every lick, tasting her sweet sweat at its most crucial part. It felt like running his toungue over cream, it was so smooth. After replacing all the sweat with his saliva, he went to the other arm and decided to tease her this time. He started wriggling his tongue over her armpit, stretching her hands to the fullest on the top, exposing it entirely. With each wriggle he noticed her squirm. She moved her body up and down but couldnt move it beyond a point since Balvaar was on top of her. As her legs were unrestrained she couldnt help but wiggle it in all sides while Balvaar lickled her, rubbing one leg against the other or against the bed.  "mmmm" Balvaar inhaled the scent of her armpit while planting a last deep kiss that made Kajal "aaaoooow" moan impatiently wanting his tongue out of there soon. As he took out his mouth, he saw the armpits drenched with his saliva. It satisfied him for the moment. Balvaar now got up from her and sat on the side of the bed with his legs falling on the floor. "Go and clean yourself...we are going to my place...you will spend the rest of the time in my house" he said in a blunt tone.