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Rinku – Badchalan Bhabhi –  The Return of the Horde!!!! (Part 98)

After the unimaginable degradation at the hands of Chote (& by his mouth, cock & ass too), I flung myself under the shower & washed off the grime & sweat with a vengeance!

 

I wished I could wipe of the memory of what had transpired that morning, but later realized that there were so many instances where it were my very own shameless actions, which had led to extremely violent & defiling reactions from those I had tried to tease or titillate!

 

I had to control my own passions, (or lust is more apt a word for it!!!!!) & I had to put a stop to eventually consenting to everything the men proposed!

In fact, like earlier today, I was the one who had initiated it all!

 

It could easily have ended when Chote said no, it was my ‘tharak’ as Chote had rightly pointed out, which eventually led to the depravity!

 

It took more than an hour to deep cleanse myself…. Not just my mouth but I flushed out my asshole & pussy too!

One good thing that Chany had taught me was to give myself an enema & I did just that to clear my inards of all the filth I had managed to put in myself!

 

While I was cleaning myself, my mobile kept on ringing! Call after call was missed & I recalled Chote tell me Mohit had been calling me constantly, when Chote was brutalizing me!

 

Another stress factor added to an already complicated life, I thought to myself, since I knew how crazy Mohit could act when I didn’t pick up the phone & Chote had mentioned me missing 20-25 of Mohit’s calls!

 

If the calls I was missing while flushing my pussy & asshole were also Mohit’s, then I was sure he would either blow the roof off his head in a jealous rage or actually land up back home irrespective of where he was & then I my life would be destroyed in a completely different way!

 

I had barely finished flushing my ass, when a familiar voice spoke, “My darling Rinku bhabhi….. getting ready for us….. good …good…but before cleaning yourself… I suggest you clean up the house…. It’s a stinking mess…. What have you been doing & with whom?.... Don’t tell me the 10 of us are not enough that you got yourself another prick!!!”

 

It was Chany… the youngest & filthiest of all my dewars! Also the one who I thought was genuinely in love with me! He had in fact proposed to me too & I had begun to confide in him & I did so then!

 

Although he said he loved me, the bastard didn’t move a muscle when I took his suggestion of cleaning the house before having a bath muself.

 

He just sat on the sofa & watched as I cleant the whole place & narrated how Chote had come to be one of my regular fuckers in addition to 10 of my husband’s colleagues (one of whom was Chany himself)!

 

“Rinku!!!! You are fucking crazy, you bitch!... Cannot believe you did all that….fuck…FUCK & double fuck! I should have stopped by earlier….man what a sight it must have been!” Chany said getting even more excited that Chote had been!

 

I could have kicked myself for telling him all this since Chany himself had defiled me in an horrific manner (narrated in Rinku – Badchalan Bhabhi – Aukat! & Rinku – Badchalan Bhabhi – Filth! Earlier) & to imagine I expected any sympathy from a person like him!

 

All I could do was plead that he keep all of it a secret & he promised not to tell anybody about it!

I was sure he would eventually make me pay for keeping something like this a secret, but there was no other way!

 

After Chany left it took me another couple of hours to clean the house & set it right for the arrival of the horde and it took me another hour for a relaxing hot bath!

 

Right through the enema, chatting with Chany & cleaning the house & then through the bath, I completely forgot about one most important thing – returning my husband Mohit’s numerous missed calls!!!!!

 

It was when I was gently drying myself while ogling at my own sexy body & softly berating myself for being such a slut when I suddenly remembered Mohit’s calls!

 

I rushed to the phone & checked the notifications & I slapped my forehead with the flat on my palm!

A notification was displayed -’43 Missed calls’ – all were from Mohit!!!!!

 

“Oh Fuck!” I muttered! 43 fucking missed calls!!! ‘Mohit would boil me in hot oil or something!!!!’ I thought.

 

I was about to call back my husband when the phone buzzed & the screen displayed ‘SUBA Calling’; it was Mohit’s boss & the leader of the horde of my dewars!

 

“Hello….yes Suba Sir?” I too called him since that’s how Mohit used to refer to him!

 

“Hey babe!!! Read the message…. & follow the instructions … no excuses!! I shall be leaving from here in an hour’s time … we all are looking forward to meeting you again, luv!” Suba commanded & I demurely accepted & said “Yes Suba S…..ir!” but he had already disconnected the call!

 

Hurriedly, I scrolled to the message tab & read through the detailed instructions that had been sent & I got busy following them to the last letter! (I didn’t realize it then but I had once again forgotten to call Mohit!!!!!)

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The instructions were extremely detailed & I realized I would actually have to do a lot of shopping to match the instructions!

 

Suba had said he would leave in an hour, that would give me more or less 2 hours to be ready & waiting for my horde of dewars! It would be a race against time since I didn’t want to escalate matters by either being late or by not following the instructions to the ‘T’!

 

I dressed simply in a loose skirt & T-shirt & took off in a cab!

 

Some of the things mentioned were very easy to procure but some were really hard to find!

Also, the fact that there were very clear sexual undertones to the requirements made it very embarrassing for me to even ask for them & then try it on & eventually buy it!

Some of the items I actually had to buy from sleazy street side vendors who eyed me in such a way I am sure the were imagining me wearing only those skimpy garments or something lesser!

 

It was a mad rush & when I finally got a cab for the return journey, I got stuck in peak hour traffic, I realized there wouldn’t be anytime to go home, change & get ready!

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I just didn’t seem to have any choice at all!

 

Luckily, the windows of the cab were tinted grey but were not very dark, since that too is against the law!!!!

Somebody looking in, even from a neighbouring car could see what was going on inside the cab!

As for the driver, there was no way I could hide from him! His day was made, that much I am sure of!

I only hoped he didn’t get it into his head to try some hanky panky with me!

 

In any case, even in these simple & decent clothes, the driver of that cab had been eyeing me in the rear view mirror!

If I actually did what seemed to be the only option available for me, I was sure this joker would either cum in his pants or come all over me & then surely cum within me too!!!!

 

So to avoid all that, I pulled out a 100 buck note & gave it too him.. “Ye lo!” I said.

“Madam, abhi kafi time hai…bahut lamba jaana hai….aur traffic utna hi milega…aap itna chal nahin paoogi itne saaman ke saath!” he reasoned trying his best not to loose the full fare!

 

“Mai utar nahin rahi hoon! Yeh sirf woh rear view mirror upar karne ke liye hai aur peeche na dekhne ke liye hai! OK!...!” I instructed the defuddled driver!

“Par madam peeche ka traffic kaise dekhoon…..!” he began but I interrupted him & said “Mujhe pata hai tum tab se kya dekh rahe ho aur kitna traffic par dyan hai tumhara!.... Itna hi traffic dekhna hai toh woh bahar wale mirrors se dekhna…samjha!!!! Chalo…ab upar karo woh mirror!... Aur AC full blast pe daal dena!!” I said pretty sternly to him!

 

“Hu..h! OK Madam..Ok!” he said & accepted the 100 buck with the sheepish smile of a peeping tom caught red handed in his act!

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I began by cleaning my already exposed parts with wet wipes & the sweet flowery fragrance filled the cabin & I saw the driver tilt his head sa he audibly sniffed the perfume!

 

“Pecche mat dekhna! Bola tha na!” I admonished him instantly & heard a mumbled ‘OK’ from the front seat!

 

Traffic was moving slowly & I had to risk it!

I emptied all the bags & arranged everything I had bought on the empty seat!

 

I pulled off the T shirt hurriedly & unfortunately, when it was covering my eyes, the rear part got entangled in my ponytail!

 

“Oh Fuck!” I exclaimed & I am sure the driver turned & saw me in my bra because there was a sharp intake of breath on the front seat & a muttered “Ohh teri maa ki….!”

 

After a brief struggle I was able to disentangle my hair & the T-shirt & glared at the back of the head of the driver who seemed to be shaking a bit!

 

I covered my torso with the T-shirt & scolded him “Bola tha na peeche maat dekhan..itni akal nahin hai…chutiya saala!”

 

The car was at a standstill anyways, so he just turned around & said “Kya madam woh bahar se baki sare nazara dekh rahe hai aur mai sach me chutiye jaise aage dekhte baitha hoon! ….. Yeh lo….. !!! Aapka 100 aur upar se ye 100 mujhe mirror me dekhne ke! Mai thodi aapki izzat par haath daal raha hoon ya aapka video bana raha hoon! Jo karna hai karo bas mujhe dekhne do! 25 saal se taxi chala raha hoon aaj ja ke naseeb khula hai…. aap toh kissi film ki heroine dikhti ho…. Aisa chance mujhe phir kabhi nahin milega madam…..please….madam??!” he beseeched me & put the 2 notes of 100 in my lap!

 

I didn’t want to waste any more time & somehow it had such an immoral touch to it all!

I shook my head & returned the money…”Rakh lo…par sirf dekhna hai…haath steering pe hone chahiye….!” I chided him!

 

“Ek haath steering pe…par doosra mere gear pe madam…usska koi ilaz nahin hai!” he said & I glanced at the car’s gear stick & realized he was not talking about the car’s gear but his own gear…his fucking prick!

 

“Bastard!” I muttered & then with a smile decided that I would give him & his prick the full enjoy!

 

I could easily have changed my upper garments & that too I could have shielded myself from his view by bending low, but Rinku the slut, is always game for such occasions & just to tease him I said “Tum peeche hi maat dekhna…. aage bhi dekhna warna gaadi thok doge… mai tumhko running commentary dete rahoongi…theek hai!”

 

“Kya baat hai…. Lagta hai apni to nikal padi….thank you….. madam!!!!!” he said gleefully!