Adultery DIKSHA: The office WHORE (Humiliation, Cuckold, Non-Con)

[Raziel]

Part 6

Diksha was getting spit roasted in the classroom by two savages who wanted to use and abuse her like a worthless bitch. Munna kept pinching her nipples as he fucked her cunt in short hard strokes. Her mouth was stuffed with Asif's juicy cock who slapped her every time she slowed down. After a while Asif told Munna to switch places. He removed the belt from his pants as Munna took his cock out and gave a hard spank on her chubby ass
Munna: kya gaand hai sali ki!!
Diksha was in heaven from the hard fucking. She bit her lip at the slap and shook her ass like a slutty bitch on receiving a good spank. Asif folded up the belt, went behind her and whipped her ass a few times hard. Diksha squealed in pain as the leather belt stung her soft ass.
Asif: sali chinaal!! Ye nakhre dikhane ki saza! Ab se hum jo bole tu karegi samjhi raand? Ab se hum tere Malik hain.
SLAP! SLAP!
Diksha: aaahhhh haaan malik
Asif put the belt around her neck and pulled it hard choking her
Munna: Aur tu kya hai humari?

Diksha: aaaghh.. main aapki chinaa..al, aapki kuttiya hu, randi hu main.. Aahhh
Munna: shabash chal muh khol kuttiya!

Diksha opened her mouth and his cock stuffed it to the brim, he pushed further until every inch was buried and her puffy red lips reached his crotch. He grabbed her hair and didn't let her move back choking her. He let go after a few seconds making diksha gag and cough.
Asif tugged the belt around her neck back and entered her wet sloppy cunt in one go making her squeal in delight. Asif fucked her cunt in rapid hard strokes, slapping sounds of his crotch on her red ass filled the room. Meanwhile munna kept stuffing her throat with his shaft. Asif took his cock out and smeared it on her asshole. And started pushing the head of his cock up her juicy ass.
Asif: aahhh kuttiya, kya tight gaand hai teri!!
Diksha: mmmphh aaaggghh maalik!! Dheere!!
Asif grabbed and pulled the belt hard, and rammed in his cock hard until it was buried in her ass and then started humping her ass in rapid strokes. Diksha was in delirium, meanwhile Munna kept fucking her throat ruthlessly. Her face wwas smeared with cock juices and pre cum. Asif kept pounding her ass for a while more until Munna told him to exchange places.
He got behind her mauled and pinched her tits and rubbed his cock along her slit.
Diksha: maalik.. Aahhh.. daalo na!!
Asif got in front of her, grabbed a fistful of her hair, spat on her face and slapped her hard. Munna entered her lubricated asshole and started pounding hard, every thrust would slap his crotch against her big soft butt, creating a ripple and pushing her forward with a jerk. Asif positioned his balls above her mouth and told Diksha to suck on them. She eagerly took them in her mouth and started slurping on them while he rested his dick on her face.
Munna slowed down and with a zip tie he tied Diksha's wrists behind her back. He then grabbed her neck and started his final assault on her asshole. He fucked her like a bitch, so hard that the table shook and jerked. Asif took the belt lying there, took his balls out and started to whip her big juicy tits hard with the belt. The leather stinging her sensitive nipples and soft boobs, leaving reddish marks. Diksha cried in agony and pleasure from the violent ass fucking.
Asif: saali raand!! Bohot maze le rahi thi! Kuttiya kahi ki! WHIP! WHIP! WHIP!
Diksha: aaaaahhhaaa... Maaalik... Nooo.. Aur nahiiii please..
Munna kept pounding her and bit her back making her groan, and her eyes tearing up at the assault. Asif gestured him to pick her up so they can fill her holes together. They both stood up, and lifted her up, grabbing her thighs. Asif positioned his cock on her cunt and slipped in as Munna slid into her ass and they both started moving her up and down on their cocks. Asif took on of her swollen nipple in his mouth, sucked on it hard and then bit it. Diksha groaned from all the sensation and DP was getting her close to orgasm despite the abuse.
Diksha: aaahhhh fuck, Hmmm aur jor se!!
The intense fucking continued as Diksha trembled in their grasp and an orgasm shuddered through her, buckling her.

Munna: randi saali jhad gayi?? Thank you kon bolega chinaal??
Diksha could only react in moans as it subsided. They started fucking her faster now as both had kept up for long and were close to shooting their loads.

Asif: Randi ke muh pe nikalunga main to
Munna : Sara maal piyegi samjhi chinaal?
Diksha: hmmmm malik, sab pi jaungi.. Ahhh
They rammed her hard and fast and then let her down, Diksha slumped to her knees. Asif grabbed her hair and pulled her face up and slapped her hard
Asif: Chinaal idhar muh kar ke khol!!
Diksha opened her mouth and looked in his eyes as he jerked off on her face, the first jet hitting her left eye and cascaded down, the rest he aimed in her mouth and the last of it ran down her chin.
Munna tilted her head and painted her face with his load, most of it running down her tits and some landing in her open eager mouth. He grabbed her throat as she gulped the laod down and slowly locked her lips.

Munna: aaahh maza gaya chinaal!! Ab se tere sath yahi karenge har late shift.. Haha
Saali chud chud ke jhad gayi!
Diksha hadnt been fucked like this since a long time, her asshole, cunt, tits were sore from the abuse. She had been used like a cum dumpster, reminding her of her college days when seniors had fucked her one by one and cummed on her face as she was the farewell bitch.
Asif had called Raj, the auto driver to drop her home. Diksha quickly realized that her shirt was completely torn, she had no bra, her tits and face were covered in cum and she looked like a used prostitute. She requested them to open the restroom so she can get cleaned up but both of them laughed and told her that a whore like her should go back used and pushed her to the main gate, Munna took her panties as a token and left in hanging on the classroom door. She had only a skirt and a torn shirt on her body.
Raj came to the gate to have a word with Asif only to be stunned by what he saw. Diksha, who he called madam, was cum covered mess. Her eyeliner had run down, her lips were swollen, her nipples were visible as her shirt didn't cover much. He could see the drying cum on her body. Both Munna and Asif accompanied her. Asif grabbed her ass and gave it a squeeze and said
Asif: Kaisi lag rahi hai humari randi?
Raj: Ye to diksha madam hain na? Inhe to maine bohot baar drop kiya hai
Munna: madam nahi chinaal bol sali ko. Chudne aati hai ye yaha. Aaj iski gaand aur chut dono pel ke barabar kar diya hain humne.
Asif: ye kuttiya hai humari, kyu randi bol?
Diksha (meekly) : Haan.. Malik.. aapki kuttiya hu..
Raj: are Bhenchod, ye to sach me chinaal nikli.
Diksha felt her cheeks redden with shame as they talked about her like a cheap prostitute, which was exactly how she had been used for an hour.

Asif: Raand aaj se tujhe cash payment nahi karegi. Haha.. Ye apni gaand marwa ke ya lund choos ke tera payment karegi, baki tujhe kya lena hai isse wo tu dekh le..

Raj was ecstatic to hear that, he remembered all those times when Diksha would sit in his auto, looking like a bombshell, while he imagined stripping and fucking her ass hard and sucking on her nipples.
Raj: Chal randi!! Aaj pehli baar tujhe ghar chodne me maja ayega..
Raj fondled her ass as they walked to his auto. Diksha was scared as she was alone with him now and he was ciciy hungry for her. He drove the auto and would hungrily look behind on his prize.

Raj: Saali chudakkad, main to tujhe bholi samajhta tha, tu to raand nikli. Aaj bohot dino baad aisi moti gaand aur kumsin chut marne ka mauka milega!

Diksha was very tired from the hard pounding and didn't have the energy to protest or to think about running.
On the main road, Raj took a left turn into an alley and stopped the auto after the alley banked and ended. He got out and pulled Diksha out by her hair.

Raj: Chal chinaal, gaand idhar kar, mere payment ka time ho gaya hai.

Diksha's knees were buckling as she didn't have much strength left to stand. Raj grabbed her neck from behind and slapped her ass hard. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Raj: Randi thik se Khadi ho!! Chuche pe to maal laga hua hai abhi tak, Chi! Gaand hi dede maarne ko thik se!

But Diksha still couldn't stand up properly and slumped on the ground. Raj pulled her hair and shoved his cock in her mouth but her hurting jaw couldn't give any service to him in that state. He fucked her throat for a minute as she gurgled and choked on her knees. He then took his dick out and slapped her hard.

Raj: saali Sara maza kharab kar di!! Bohot nakhre hain tere. Tujhe to chod ke rahunga, chal sali tujhe apne chaul le jaunga. Waha jab 3-4 launde milke tujhe nochenge sari akad nikal jayegi!!

Diksha got scared and immediately started pleading "please bhaiya, nahi! Mujhme aur jaan nahi bachi, aap baad me meri gaand maar lena par abhi mujhe Jane do.."
Raj told her that he needed to blow his load and that at any cost she is going to do it, otherwise he will tell every about how she whored her ass to 2 security guards and became their fuck toy.
After thinking for a while Diksha told him to take her to Arpita's store where atleast she could get cleaned up and rest and let him have her ass. She could tell her sister who would atleast understand the situation and sort it out perhaps.
Weeping, she called her sister and told her what happened with as little detail as possible. They both headed to the boutique.