Fantasy Meri Biwi ka Interrogation

[Adam_Doll]

Andar le jaate hi wo Pooja aur mujhe alag alag rooms me le gaye. Mujhe ek room me le jake ek chair pe bitha diya gaya aur mere haaatho me hathkadi daal di gayi. Mere room me ek TV bhi tha. Ek security officer wale ne wo TV on kar diya aur us pe Pooja wale room ki picture dikhai dene lagi. Maine dekha ki Pooja ka bhi yehi haal tha. Usko bhi ek chair pe bitha ke uske haath piche kar ke hathkadi se baandh diye they security officer walo ne.
Is se uske boobs aur ubhar ke saamne aa gaye they. security officer walo ki ankhon me saaf saaf hawas dikh rahi thi aur wo uske boobs ko ghoor rahe they. Tabhi TV se awaz aayi,
security officer : Ha madam, batayie kis ko bechi thi aapne wo car?
Pooja: Ye kya badtimizi hai? Pehle aap mere haath kholiye.
security officer : Nahi Madam! Hamare sawalo ke sahi sahi jawab dijiye. Fir dekhenge
Pooja : Ok. Poochiye
security officer: Kisko bechi car?
Pooja: Bataya tha na dealer ko.
security officer : Dealer ka contact number?
Pooja: 98********
security officer wale ne number dial kiya. Koi response nahi mila.
security officer: Madam aap jhooth bol rahi hai. Ye number hai hi nahi.
Pooja: Aap mere hubby se pooch lijiey.
security officer : Us se to hum puchenge hi. Pehle aap se to pooch le. Sach Sach batao kya link hai tumhara terrorists se?
Pooja: Ufff!! Aap pagal hai kya? Mera koi link kaise hoga?
security officer: Pehle sab aise hi bolte hain. Lekin humko san bulwane ke aur bhi tarike aate hain
Pooja: Main sach bol rahi hun. Humara terrorists se koi link nahi
Ek Constable: Sir. Ye aise nahi manegi. Is se sach bulwana padega.
Inspector : hmmmmmm!! Theek hai . Chalo, karte hai fir!
Ek constable ne aake Pooja ki hatkhadi khol di.
Inspector: Chaliye madam. Ab aapse alag tarah ki pooch taach hogi.
Pooja ( Dar gayi aur kaanp rahi hai) : Kaisi alag pooch taach?
Inspector: Pata chal jayega. Chaliye!
Wo Pooja ko le kar ek alag room ki taraf le jaane lage. Main samajh gaya ki ab iski khair nahi.
Room me le ja ke polic wale ne kaha.
Inspector: Chaliye Madam! Apne kapde utariye. Hume aapki talashi leni hai.
Pooja : Kya?? Ye aap kya keh rahe hain? Main aisa nahi karungi
Inspector: Ye jail ka niyam hai madam. Talashi to humko leni hogi
Pooja: Lady security officer ko bulaiye
Inspector ko gussa aa gaya.
Inspector : Chup Saali madarchod !! Kab se tere se izzat se baat kar rahe hain. Tujhe samajh nahi aata ? Yaha koi lady security officer nahi hai. Chup chaap kapde utar varna ye mere sipahi utarenge.
Pooja gaali sun ke shock ho gayi aur rone lagi .
InsPector : Saali ye rone ka naatak baad me karna. Abhi bahut aansu nikalenge tere
Pooja bahut shy hai . Hum jab sex karte hain to wo light band karwa deti hai. Yaha to inspector usko itne logo ke saamne kapde utarne ko bol raha tha. Wo thar thar kaanp rahi thi
Inspector achanak utha aura a k eek tamacha Pooja ke gaal pe diya. Chataak!!!
Pooja : Aaahhhhhhh!!
Pooja ka gaal laal ho gaya. Inspector ki ungliyon ke nishaan nazar aane lage
Inspector: Behri hai saali madarchod !! Chal Khadi ho aur kapde utar!