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KAJAL AGARWAL'S TRIBAL EXPERIENCE (Contd.)

Kajal kept standing with her hands tied to the ceiling above. She could barely move her hands. The blood was flowing to her shoulders and her hands started to feel numb. Breathing fast, she tried to think of what could be done to escape her predicament.


She tried to pull herself free but she couldn’t. It was tightly fastened.

Fuck these people!

It was her fault anyway. She shouldn’t have walked into their territory and started masturbating. They had every reason to tie her up. What would she do if a random stranger walked into her house and began masturbating? Obviously she will deal with him in a negative way and hand him over to the security officer. Same way, these men were dealing with her and handing her over to the chieftain of the village. There was absolutely nothing wrong in their reaction.

So, I’ve walked into their territory and “defiled it with sex”, what do I do now?

She could only think of one way. She felt very nauseated by the very idea but that was probably going to be the only thing that will work and get her out of here.

I’ve to seduce the chieftain and agree to sleep with him, if he lets me outta here.

She couldn’t think of anything else that could work. Certainly, she could plead first. But most probably, it wouldn’t work. These savages didn’t seem like the sort of people who let people go just because they pleaded. So, she would have to take the extreme route.

The door opened.

The four men walked in, with a man leading them.

He was less than six feet tall, with an average body. Looking like he was at least fifty years old, he also wore the same costume the others wore but he also had a crown, fashioned out of twigs on top of his head, signalling that he was the chieftain of the tribal village. His gait and mannerisms conveyed a certain pride.

Kajal immediately started pleading. “Mukhyastha, I’m very sorry for what happened. Please let me go.”

There was no reply.

“Mukhyastha, Please…Please. Allow me to go. I’m very sorry. I didn’t know it was your territory. Please let me go and I will not come back to this place again. I’ll run away as far as possible from here. I’m sorry for defiling your place.”

The man just stared at her, like she was a dog panting and whining before him.

Kajal realised that her pleas were reaching deaf ears and he wasn’t going to let her out just because she pleaded. So she decided to go for option two.

She smiled at him, in a slightly perverse way.

Her eyes moved all over his body and rested on his crotch, as if she was imagining how big his penis would be beneath that costume of leaves that he wore. Inside, she felt bad that she was doing this to a fifty year old man but she had to. No other choice. Besides, she had slept with fifty year old men before.

In fact, a sixty year old producer asked her to suck his dick and she did it instantly. She was used to that sort of thing.

Kajal looked at his eyes. “I’ll give you anything.”

The man moved forward and spoke in a cold voice. “What, anything?”

“Whatever you want with me…I’ll give you.”

“Like what? You will defile our precious forest and you will give me what in return? What can you possibly give that will make me change my mind about punishing you?”

Kajal licked her lips seductively and winked. “Anything, darling!”

The man blinked, as if trying to understand what she was saying. But it didn’t seem to strike him. He just stared foolishly at her. She could tell that he was distracted by the fairness of her skin and her beauty. His eyes and the men behind him…their eyes…they kept moving over her breasts, her armpits and her exposed navel.

They didn’t look at her like she was a sex doll. They saw her like an enemy. But they were also distracted by her beauty and sexiness.

Kajal realised that she had to say something openly. “If you let your men out Mukhyastha, we can discuss this situation…maybe without clothes…if you know what I mean.”

She winked at him.

This time, he understood her. He raised his eyebrows at her and walked closer to her. She knew he was about to touch her or grab her. Kajal steeled herself to feel his hand on her body as she wondered where he was going to place his hands…

TCHAP!

He slapped her hard across her face. Kajal spat out saliva and stared at him in shock.

He signalled to his men. “Untie her and make her clean. I know what must be done with her. Feed her the leaves of…” he uttered a name Kajal didn’t understand. “I will be back now.”

Saying so, he left the hut.

Kajal stood there, shivering in shock. “Hey…what happened? Where did he go?”

The men called for some women and two of them arrived, carrying two huge mud pots of water with them. Kajal stood staring, unable to understand what was going on.

The men left the hut as the two women began untying her.

Kajal looked at the woman beside her. “What…is happening?”

To be continued…