23-11-2018, 12:02 PM
Her body seemed to going weak with fear, as she began to slump against the wall. She was trying to stick close to it, as if wanting to merge with the wall and not be seen.
Gopal took a step forward towards my wife and held her by her hair. My wife's grimaced with pain and she tried to unsuccessfully pull her hair away from his grip.
He began to drag my wife with her hair, as extreme pain was visible on her awkwardly bent face.
After pulling her close to the bed , Gopal pushed her onto it with a strong shove.
My wife fell on the bed hard on her back.
"Gopal , kya kar rahe ho ?" My wife asked very alarmed sensing his intentions." Tum paagal ho gaye ho kya" ("Gopal, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?")
Till now my wife was thinking that Gopal was furious and wanted to hit her and didn't imagine that he would try anything more. She couldn't imagine that the Gopal would ever try to **** her, but the reality was dawning on her now.
Anu began to widly lash out with her legs and hands.
"Choro mujhe, Choro mujhe" my wife kept screaming and she tried to kick him. ("Leave me, leave me")
Unable to control her, Gopal hit her with a flurry of hard slaps.
Even I winced at the ferocity of the slaps. It must have pained her a lot . But somehow I was frozen and glued to the cam, neither able to rush home, nor call the security officer.
But I was surprised to see my wife was still not giving up and was putting up a strong fight . However, it only invited even more harder slaps from Gopal, almost like punches.
The force of the slaps felled her to the bed, crying and whimpering.
"Please, Gopal, Pleease Gopal, chordo mujhe, chordo mujhe" My wife pleaded amid her sobs, as she lay collapsed on her back on the bed. ("Please Gopal, please leave me")
"Kuch kiya to sahab (that's me) tumhe nahin chorenge" My wife added her own bit of threat as she struggled to raise herself off the bed. ("If you do anything , my husband will not spare you")
But her pleas and threats fell on deaf ears. Gopal was like a man possessed. I could see madness and lust in his eyes.
Before my wife could lift herself off the bed, Gopal climbed onto the bed and and on top of my wife, with his legs on either side of my wife's thighs. Seeing Gopal get closer to implementing his evil intentions, she again began to fight back with all her strength. This time she slapped him on his face and then tried to hurt his groin with her knees. But it didn't have much of an impact on Gopal except angering him further. And I almost predicted his reaction - hard slaps and punches. Though hurt and and in pain, my wife kept throwing punches at Gopal, very well knowing it would be inviting violent retaliation. I was amazed to see her courage and will to fight. But Gopal was in no mood to give in either. He used all his force to pin her legs and hands down to the bed. Unable to move, Anu began to wildy lash her head to and fro, making Gopal's progress difficult. He left her hands free for a moment and punched her hard across the face. I am sure that kind of force would have knocked me out too. For Gopal, it seemed to have the desired effect, as for a few seconds my wife appeared to have been stunned into silence. She was unable to even move, let alone resist. I could see blood trickling down my wife's chin from her lips. The sight made me feel very guilty - that I was just watching it all happen and did nothing. But as I said , I was frozen and glued to the camera window.
Anu kept sobbing as Gopal leered at her lustfully. With one swift violent move of his hand he tore away her blouse exposing her white bra. The sudden jerk made my wife cry out loudly while trying to hold on to the torn blouse. By now, Gopal was sitting on my wife's pelvic region and had her well bound under him. With both her hands , she was covering her chest and holding the shreds of the blouse. Gopal tried hard but could not manage to push away her hands. He slapped her a few times . I could even hear the ringing sounds of the slaps. She still didn't let go and Gopal went on hitting her. Each slap brought out loud spasmic cries of pain from my wife. The exhaustion and pain made my wife's hands go limp as Gopal snatched away the blouse. My wife's body again jerked up in pain, as he tried to tear away the bra too, without unhooking it.
"Pleaase no, please noooo" my wife managed a weak plea amid her constant crying.
My wife was lying on the bed with ample areas of her waist, stomach and chest exposed, to the gaze of our servant, except the bra covering her breasts. So eager was Gopal's to get a feel my wife's breasts, that even without taking off her bra he started pressing them. He would have been pressing quite rough and hard, as more sounds of pain escaped my wife's mouth. This was the first direct assault on my wife's body, which she had so far so carefully protected from the gaze, let alone touch of any other person but me. She was known in her family and professional circle as a very dignified and reserved person..
Anu couldn't bear the feel of another man touching her like that and she tried to push away his hand from her body, but not with much success. And Gopal seemed to be enjoying Anu's resistance and discomfort. He had a devlish smile as he kept pressing her breasts. Helpless, my wife's sobs turned into loud tearful crying. This seemed to increase Gopal's pleasure. He brought his face down to my wife's bra covered breasts and started sucking one of the breasts through the fabric of the bra itself .
My wife tried pushing his head away, but instead Gopal without raising his face from her breasts, pushed her face away with his left hand and kept it pressed against the bed.
Then with a deft movement of his right hand he unhooked her bra and pulled it away. Now my wife's entire upper body, including her ample fair breasts, was bare naked below Gopal. He quickly removed his own shirt too and placed his entire weight on her body . His bare chest rested on my wife's semi-naked body crushing her breasts with his body weight. My wife tried to desperately wriggle away, but Gopal was too strong for her. He started rubbing his chest in circular motion on my wife's upper body. The look on my wife's face was one of complete revulsion, hate and helplessness. She kept trying to push him off and even punched his back with her hands, but it didn't seem to make any impact on him. She was crying relentlessly. Gopal dragged himself a little lower and took one of my wife's nipple in his mouth. This made my wife pull Gopal away holding his hair. It must have hurt him this time as he winced in pain and sat upright. He was glaring angrily at her.
Gopal took a step forward towards my wife and held her by her hair. My wife's grimaced with pain and she tried to unsuccessfully pull her hair away from his grip.
He began to drag my wife with her hair, as extreme pain was visible on her awkwardly bent face.
After pulling her close to the bed , Gopal pushed her onto it with a strong shove.
My wife fell on the bed hard on her back.
"Gopal , kya kar rahe ho ?" My wife asked very alarmed sensing his intentions." Tum paagal ho gaye ho kya" ("Gopal, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?")
Till now my wife was thinking that Gopal was furious and wanted to hit her and didn't imagine that he would try anything more. She couldn't imagine that the Gopal would ever try to **** her, but the reality was dawning on her now.
Anu began to widly lash out with her legs and hands.
"Choro mujhe, Choro mujhe" my wife kept screaming and she tried to kick him. ("Leave me, leave me")
Unable to control her, Gopal hit her with a flurry of hard slaps.
Even I winced at the ferocity of the slaps. It must have pained her a lot . But somehow I was frozen and glued to the cam, neither able to rush home, nor call the security officer.
But I was surprised to see my wife was still not giving up and was putting up a strong fight . However, it only invited even more harder slaps from Gopal, almost like punches.
The force of the slaps felled her to the bed, crying and whimpering.
"Please, Gopal, Pleease Gopal, chordo mujhe, chordo mujhe" My wife pleaded amid her sobs, as she lay collapsed on her back on the bed. ("Please Gopal, please leave me")
"Kuch kiya to sahab (that's me) tumhe nahin chorenge" My wife added her own bit of threat as she struggled to raise herself off the bed. ("If you do anything , my husband will not spare you")
But her pleas and threats fell on deaf ears. Gopal was like a man possessed. I could see madness and lust in his eyes.
Before my wife could lift herself off the bed, Gopal climbed onto the bed and and on top of my wife, with his legs on either side of my wife's thighs. Seeing Gopal get closer to implementing his evil intentions, she again began to fight back with all her strength. This time she slapped him on his face and then tried to hurt his groin with her knees. But it didn't have much of an impact on Gopal except angering him further. And I almost predicted his reaction - hard slaps and punches. Though hurt and and in pain, my wife kept throwing punches at Gopal, very well knowing it would be inviting violent retaliation. I was amazed to see her courage and will to fight. But Gopal was in no mood to give in either. He used all his force to pin her legs and hands down to the bed. Unable to move, Anu began to wildy lash her head to and fro, making Gopal's progress difficult. He left her hands free for a moment and punched her hard across the face. I am sure that kind of force would have knocked me out too. For Gopal, it seemed to have the desired effect, as for a few seconds my wife appeared to have been stunned into silence. She was unable to even move, let alone resist. I could see blood trickling down my wife's chin from her lips. The sight made me feel very guilty - that I was just watching it all happen and did nothing. But as I said , I was frozen and glued to the camera window.
Anu kept sobbing as Gopal leered at her lustfully. With one swift violent move of his hand he tore away her blouse exposing her white bra. The sudden jerk made my wife cry out loudly while trying to hold on to the torn blouse. By now, Gopal was sitting on my wife's pelvic region and had her well bound under him. With both her hands , she was covering her chest and holding the shreds of the blouse. Gopal tried hard but could not manage to push away her hands. He slapped her a few times . I could even hear the ringing sounds of the slaps. She still didn't let go and Gopal went on hitting her. Each slap brought out loud spasmic cries of pain from my wife. The exhaustion and pain made my wife's hands go limp as Gopal snatched away the blouse. My wife's body again jerked up in pain, as he tried to tear away the bra too, without unhooking it.
"Pleaase no, please noooo" my wife managed a weak plea amid her constant crying.
My wife was lying on the bed with ample areas of her waist, stomach and chest exposed, to the gaze of our servant, except the bra covering her breasts. So eager was Gopal's to get a feel my wife's breasts, that even without taking off her bra he started pressing them. He would have been pressing quite rough and hard, as more sounds of pain escaped my wife's mouth. This was the first direct assault on my wife's body, which she had so far so carefully protected from the gaze, let alone touch of any other person but me. She was known in her family and professional circle as a very dignified and reserved person..
Anu couldn't bear the feel of another man touching her like that and she tried to push away his hand from her body, but not with much success. And Gopal seemed to be enjoying Anu's resistance and discomfort. He had a devlish smile as he kept pressing her breasts. Helpless, my wife's sobs turned into loud tearful crying. This seemed to increase Gopal's pleasure. He brought his face down to my wife's bra covered breasts and started sucking one of the breasts through the fabric of the bra itself .
My wife tried pushing his head away, but instead Gopal without raising his face from her breasts, pushed her face away with his left hand and kept it pressed against the bed.
Then with a deft movement of his right hand he unhooked her bra and pulled it away. Now my wife's entire upper body, including her ample fair breasts, was bare naked below Gopal. He quickly removed his own shirt too and placed his entire weight on her body . His bare chest rested on my wife's semi-naked body crushing her breasts with his body weight. My wife tried to desperately wriggle away, but Gopal was too strong for her. He started rubbing his chest in circular motion on my wife's upper body. The look on my wife's face was one of complete revulsion, hate and helplessness. She kept trying to push him off and even punched his back with her hands, but it didn't seem to make any impact on him. She was crying relentlessly. Gopal dragged himself a little lower and took one of my wife's nipple in his mouth. This made my wife pull Gopal away holding his hair. It must have hurt him this time as he winced in pain and sat upright. He was glaring angrily at her.
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