Fantasy Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal

[Krishan202]

I took a full length photo of myself and then another one of my pussy, up my dress.


I sent both pics to Sunny Leone with a message saying:-


"This is all yours for the evening. Do what you want to me."


I walked back to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine while I waited for her reply. It was quarter past five, so I'd be seeing her very soon.





Bing! Bing!


I picked up my phone and looked at the pictures she had sent me.


The first was of her looking utterly stunning in an asymmetric black dress. It had one shoulder strap and a slit up the leg. It was short, but not too short. I nearly creamed myself there and then, she looked so hot. She was pouting and blowing me a kiss in the mirror. The butterflies in my tummy were doing somersaults and my heart raced at the thought of our evening together.


The second picture had taken up her dress, like I had done for her. There was a black tunnel of fabric from the dress and then her glistening vulva taking centre stage. She was completely hairless as usual, her legs parted slightly to frame the shot. She was wet for sure, I could see a liquid line between her protruding labia. I could almost smell her sweet nectar coming from the phone screen. I felt my own pussy get wetter at the thought of her scent.


Her message read:-


"This is your dessert for tonight, you naughty minx."





I sat back on the chair and lifted my dress up. My fingers found my erect bud straight away and I went to work on myself looking at her sexy photos. I couldn't help but gasp as I pleasured my naked pussy thinking of the naughty things she was going to do to me. I parted my wet lips and slid a finger inside my tight hole. I felt warm and slippery teasing my cunt and rubbing my clit. I continued until I was about to climax and then stopped. I was desperate to cum, but wanted to save myself for her. I rubbed my fingers around my leaking hole and wiped my delicious juices on my neck and cleavage. Sunny Leone had shown me how to do this, to spread my pheromones on my pulse points to drive my lover wild. It worked last time and couldn't wait to see her reaction. I walked to the bathroom and wiped my pussy on a towel. I wiped just enough so I wasn't leaking, but left myself feeling moist for our date.


Time was getting on so I put my coat on and took one last look in the mirror. My new leather jacket was white with faux fur trim on the hood and cuffs. I had bought it with some of the ten thousand pounds from my prostitution money and loved how it looked on me. I put my phone, purse and keys in a matching bag and left my apartment.


The first thing I noticed was the cold wind between my legs. It felt liberating and naughty to be out with such a short skirt on and no panties. I was glad it was tight fitting and that the wind wouldn't blow it up for the world to see my modesty. My braless boobs bounce as I walk with haste to the pick up point.





I got there at five twenty five and waited in the cold. It was dark already and I saw lights coming up the hill towards me. It was a black people carrier with three people inside. As it drew up to the kerb the side door slid open and I stepped inside just as I had done all those times in the past.


The door slid shut and as we drove off I immediately knew I had made a terrible mistake.


I didn't recognise any of the men in the car. They were not wearing black suits like Sunny Leone's men always wore. I was sitting next to a guy in jeans and another was in the seat behind me. The guy next to me pinned my arms to my sides and the guy behind me pushed his hand past the seat and round over my mouth. He had a cloth in his hand which smelt of chemicals and as I struggled to scream and fight I passed out very quickly.


Everything went black.





The first thing I noticed was the smell of damp and decay. I felt groggy from the drugging, but it wasn't the first time I'd felt like that. My first thought was that this was one of Sunny Leone's sick games, but the more I thought about it the less that made sense. I was naked on a damp, dirty mattress on the floor of what looked like a broom cupboard. The place was falling apart with paint peeling off the walls and rotting skirting boards.


I sat up to take in the room and felt wet between my legs. I felt a lot wetter than I should, even for me. I put my hand between my legs and felt my pussy. It was puffy and slimy and my heart sank as I realised what it was. I had cum dripping out of me. Someone had cum inside me while I had been unconscious. I felt sick to my stomach. I pushed my fingers inside myself and scooped out what I could, flicking it onto the wall and wiping my fingers on the mattress. There was a lot of it and I had the horrible feeling that maybe more than one guy had used my naked body. There was a puddle of cum on the mattress where I had been lying. I stood up and examined myself. I looked and felt alright apart from the obvious. I had a sore throat and my nipples were hard, but it wasn't exactly warm in there. My ass felt fine so I guessed it was just my pussy they had violated.





I tried the door, but it was locked. There were no windows and just a bulb on a wire giving an eerie light. I wasn't panicking, but I knew I was in trouble and I kicked myself for getting into the vehicle without checking first. If it wasn't Sunny Leone, then who were these people.


I banged on the door as hard as I could and shouted for help.


No-one came to my rescue. Maybe they had fucked me and then left again. I looked for a way out. There was nothing in the room except for the mattress and the door was pretty solid. I was stuck there until someone let me out.