Fantasy Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal

[Krishan202]

I addressed them as a group and told them exactly how it was going to be done. They all knew their roles and how to play them. They collected the items I needed and put them onto a sliver tray covered with a white cloth.

We were ready to go.

Sunny Leone led the way to the door down the corridor.

"You're in first with me and Natalie," she said. "The guys will stay here until you call for them."

I slipped my riding crop into the top of my leather boot, nodded and opened the door.

The room was warm and spacious and filled with cameras. In the centre of the room were two mattresses with black bed sheets on them. Between the two mattresses stood Victor in all his glory. He was naked apart from a pair of flimsy tight black shorts. His legs were spread about three feet apart and his ankles were tied to the floor by leather restraints. His arms were held above his head and his wrists were tied together and fixed to a rope in the ceiling. If I untied him and pushed him, he would either fall backwards onto the mattress or forwards onto the other mattress with his legs still tied apart. He looked pretty helpless and didn't see us enter as he had a black bag over his head.

Sunny Leone started the cameras started filming as I walked over to him and slowly walked round him without saying a word. I was assessing my prey, already feeling horny and in control.

"Who is this?" he demanded. "What the fuck am I doing here?"

I stayed silent. Natalie and Sunny Leone stayed out of shot. I moved closer and blew softly on the bag covering his face. The material moved with my breath and he flinched slightly.

"Whose there? You're going to regret this. Let me go," he snapped.

I took my riding crop out and touched it onto his bare chest very gently. He flinched again. I traced it down across his belly and back up the other side of his chest.

He tried to move away, not realising what it was. I traced it down again still not saying a word.

"What are you doing? Who is this?" he asked again.

I traced the crop to his waist band and then made it leave his body. I pulled my hand up high above my head and swished the crop through the air as hard as I could, right next to his ear. He flinched waiting for it to make contact, but I deliberately missed.

I was just wanting to intimidate him at this stage. The noise of a riding crop about to hit you can be more frightening than it actually making contact. The anticipation or threat of pain can be more terrifying than actual pain. Adrenaline kicks in when pain is inflicted to act as a pain killer and trigger the fight or flight response. I'd done my research and I wanted to put the theory into practice to invoke fear without pain.

"What's this about? Don't hurt me. Just tell me what you want," he was starting to sound worried, but he was doing a good job of masking it.

I still said nothing. Sunny Leone was watching and gave me an approving nod. I felt like a student being commended by her teacher for doing something well.

I slid the riding crop up the outside of his shin, up his thigh, across his navel and then back down the other leg. He tried to move away, but his restraints held him tight.

I slid the crop up the inside of his thigh very slowly. It inched towards his genitals. I stopped two inches from his balls. I held it there for five seconds, which must of felt more like thirty seconds for him. He was shaking ever so slightly.

"What do you want from me? Who are you?"

I continued the crops journey until it pressed against his scrotum. He tried to back away, but had nowhere to go. I pressed harder, watching the crop part his balls under the material. He was breathing hard under the bag. I pushed my face close to his and with my free hand I yanked the bag from his head.

He squinted in the bright lights trying to focus on me and his new surroundings.

"Remember me you piece of shit?" I asked, increasing the pressure on his balls.

He went up on tip toes trying to relieve the pressure, but he was as far as he could go.

"Princess?" he asked in amazement. "What the fuck?"

I looked him in the eye. There was fear there, but not enough for my liking.

I released the crop from between his legs took half a step sideways and smacked the riding crop hard across his ass. There was a swish, then a thwack as it made contact, then a second later a loud scream from Victor as the pain registered in his primitive brain.

He howled as the stinging sensation gripped him and he realised I meant business.



"I told you I don't like being called Princess. Do not call it me again. Address me as Miss Kajal," I demanded.

"What the fuck is your problem Princess?" he asked defiantly.

Swish, Thwack, Scream.

"My name is Miss Kajal you pathetic excuse for a man."

He yelled in pain again.

"Why are you doing this?" he cried.

Swish, Thwack, Scream.

"Why am I doing this........ what?" I asked, cupping my ear.

"Why are you doing this Miss Kajal?" he asked, correcting himself.

"That's better, you're learning," I mocked him. "I'm doing this because you bangd me."

He said nothing.

"I'm doing this because you bangd me while I was asleep. You and your sick friends. You all fucked me and came inside me. Remember?" I said.

"Yes but, but, but, we.........." he stammered

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

This whack was across the top of his thighs and it left a red welt on his skin.

"I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses. I'm not finished speaking. After you and your friends spunked in me without my consent, you then had be gangbangd by ten other strangers. They also came in me. They bangd my pussy and my ass and made me suck them off. Do you remember that?"



He said nothing.

Swish. Thwack. Scream

"I asked you a question. Answer me!"

"Yes Miss Kajal. Yes I remember it. I'm sorry. Please don't hit me again," he pleaded, tears starting to appear in his eyes.

"You have also bangd and filmed countless other young girls in the past. You have no respect for women at all. You make me sick."

"I'm sorry Miss Kajal. It won't happen again. Please just let me go. I promise I won't do it again."

"And you post your sick films on the internet for paying clients," I added.

"I'll stop. I'll delete the films. Please don't hit me again. Just let me go."

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

"You forgot to say Miss Kajal," I said grabbing his chin and pushing my face into his.

"Sorry Miss Kajal," he cried, tears starting to run down his face.

I spat a huge gob of saliva into his face and let go of him.

"You're going to learn some respect today. Believe me. You're used to getting what you want from women, whenever you want it. Today you'll get what I want you to have and when I say you can have it. Do you understand me?" I said, walking around the back of him.

"What do you mean Miss Kajal?" he asked.

"I want to know what makes people like you tick. What made you into this pathetic rapist. If I believe you and you do as I say, I'll let you cum. I'll even help you to get off. Maybe I'll let you fuck Natalie over there," I nodded over to Natalie who was looking sweet and innocent biting her bottom lip again.

"I bet you'd like that wouldn't you? Fucking her sweet, tight, collegegirl pussy? Is that why you like fucking young girls? Because they're tight and innocent like Natalie?"

He said nothing. He just looked at Natalie. Looking her up and down like I had done. I could read his mind, he wanted her for sure. Who wouldn't she was so hot and sexy.



I looked at the front of his shorts for a bulge, but he wasn't getting hard yet. Maybe it was the fear of being hit again.

"We better have a look what we've got to work with, hadn't we?" I said looking at his groin. "Although I have seen it before and I wasn't impressed."

He looked down at his groin as I ran the riding crop up the inside of his thigh again. I moved closer to him and looked him in the eye again. I grabbed the waistband of his shorts with my spare hand. In one swift movement I pulled as hard as I could and ripped his boxer shorts from his body. Sunny Leone had made sure he was wearing very flimsy shorts to make me look more powerful. He gasped and looked down at his cock. He'd been shaved by one of our team. His cock looked small and shrivelled, his balls sucked up inside him like a scared dog with its tail in between its legs.

I burst out laughing, pointing at his cock.

"Natalie come and look at his tiny cock, it's hilarious," I laughed.

Natalie walked over and looked between his legs. She burst out laughing too.

"It's so small Miss Kajal. He won't be able to please any women with that little thing, " she giggled.

"Certainly not Natalie. I'd do better with my little finger inside me," I laughed.

"Where's all my pubes gone?" he asked, ignoring our humiliating remarks.

Swish. Thwack. Scream.

I whacked him across his stomach this time.

"Use my name when addressing me, maggot dick," I scorned.

"I'm sorry Miss Kajal. I forgot. Who shaved me?" he asked, in a more submissive tone.

"One of our girls.....or was it a guy......I can't remember. Either way you should thank me. It makes your tiny cock look bigger and certainly more presentable."

He stood there starring at his bald cock.

"What do you say?" I prompted him.

"Thank you for shaving my cock and balls Miss Kajal," he said submissively

"You're welcome Victor," I said, in a condescending voice. "See it's much better for you when you do as you're told."

"Natalie. Pass me the cock ring please, would you sweetie," I said, gesturing over to the silver tray.

She skipped over to the tray, lifted up the white cloth and came back with what I was after.

She skipped back and passed it to me. It was a length of black elastic, about the thickness of a shoelace. It was looped through a lace lock, a black spring loaded clamp similar to that found on outdoor clothing to pull elasticated waistbands or rain hoods tight.

Victor looked worried as I slackened it off and walked towards him.

"That little pecker needs all the help it can get," I smirked.

I hooked it under his balls and over the top of his cock and pulled the elastic tight. It acted as a cock ring or tourniquet, allowing blood into his shaft, but keeping it there to make him harder. I pulled it tight, but not too tight.

"That should give us something to work with at least," I chuckled. "Although its not looking very hard."

"With that on my cock it's going to hurt me if I get hard Miss Kajal," he pointed out.

"Well you better control yourself then hadn't you?" I said.

Natalie squatted down on the mattress and waited for my instructions.

"Tell me Victor, what's your earliest sexual experience," I started my inquisition into the mind of a pervert.

"I don't remember Miss Kajal."

"I bet I can figure it out............probably jerking off to a dirty magazine.........imagining fucking one the girls on the centre pages.............maybe shooting your sticky mess all over the pages and pretending you'd satisfied her........Am I right?"

He didn't answer.

"That's a yes then," I laughed. "I can see you now, your hand pumping away at your tiny penis, trying to get off."

He started to blush. He didn't need to answer. I was getting to him. I looked at his cock as it started to grow, ever so slightly.

He was remembering it and it was arousing him. Either that or he was getting off on me degrading him in front of Natalie.

"I think you moved on to other things after that. You needed more stimulation because you couldn't get a real girlfriend. Let me think.............Ah yes I've got it. You couldn't get a near a real woman's pussy so you used dirty panties. Probably your mothers or sisters would be my guess."

"I didn't do that Miss Kajal," he said adamantly.

"Yes you did. All men do it, but you never moved on to real women until you started forcing yourself on them. Am I right?"

He stayed silent and blushed even more.

"Was it mommy's panties or your sisters?"

He stayed silent. His cock twitched.

"Aha. It was both. What did you do? Steal them from the laundry basket and give them a nice long sniff? I know you like the smell of pussy. You commented how 'Cunty' I smelt when you kidnapped me. Remember? I bet you sniffed the gusset while you wanked yourself off, pretending it a was a real pussy in front of you. I bet you licked them too didn't you? Tasting the stains as though it was a real vagina. Fucking loser."



His cock started to grow. He was now semi hard and about four inches long. The band around his cock was restricting him just enough.

"Oooooh looks like we've got movement from that little cock Victor. Lets see how big you can make it for us. You act as though you're this big strong man, forcing yourself on young girls. Show me how big you can make it," I mocked him.

"If I get too hard, it will hurt me Miss Kajal. Can you loosen the band please?" he asked politely.

"I don't think so, do you Natalie?" I asked her.

"No Miss Kajal," she giggled.

"Why don't you sit back and show him your little panties Natalie?" I said . "He likes knickers apparently."

"Yes Miss Kajal," she said and sat down with her knees apart giving him a lovely view up her collegegirls skirt.

"Mmmmmm look at that Victor. A nice young tight pussy underneath some little girly panties, just for you. I bet you'd like to see her pussy wouldn't you?"

His cock was still only semi hard. He was resisting because he knew it would be painful to be erect with a cock ring on. He didn't answer me.



"No? You don't want to see it? Its beautiful, all pink and soft and smooth. She not a virgin, but she's as tight as one. I know, I've had my fingers inside her. Do you want to see me finger her?" I asked seductively.

"I'd love to see that. Please remove my band Miss Kajal," he asked again.

His cock wasn't getting any harder. He had good dick control. I'd have to up the ante.

"I don't think he likes you Natalie. Such a shame. Why don't you put your hand in your panties and play with yourself for him? Show him what a naughty girl you are," I said softly.

She pulled her skirt up slightly and slipped her right hand into her knickers. I watched the outline of her fingers as she located her sex bean and started to rub in a small circular motion. She threw her head back and closed her eyes and started to moan softly.

"Is that nice Natalie?" I asked, "Do you like pleasuring yourself in front of Victor? Tell me how it feels."

"I love it Miss Kajal. Its all warm and juicy. It's making my knickers wet," she purred.

"Already? That didn't take long?" I said.

"I was already wet from watching you Miss Kajal. Do you want to help me?" she asked, looking at me with puppy dog eyes.

Victors cock was still not fully hard.

I slipped my skirt off and let it fall to the floor. I stood in front of Victor and ripped my blouse open without undoing the buttons. I threw it next to my skirt. He looked me up and down and licked his lips. My nipples were hard and pointing through my sheer body stocking. I was juicing up between my legs and the material was shiny from my arousal.



He liked what he was seeing and his cock started to grow once more. He was losing control. I backed up towards Natalie who was still rubbing her snatch on the mattress. I kept going until my pussy was above her, never taking my eyes off Victors. I put the riding crop into the top of my right boot and gripped the flimsy material between my legs with both hands. First I pulled it up showing him my cameltoe and then I pulled sideways and ripped them open. The fabric ripped easily with a sexy tearing noise as I exposed my sodden vulva to Natalie. She looked up between my legs and waited for my instructions.

"Eat me Natalie!" I ordered.

She obeyed without hesitation and I felt her wet lips sucking my protruding labia into her mouth as though she hadn't eaten for a week. She was gentle, but sucked for all she was worth. Her tongue found my clit and she nuzzled and licked it while she continued to masturbate in her underwear. I reached down to her shirt and ripped it open, the buttons flying off everywhere. Her braless C cups bounced free and I felt her gasp between my thighs.

Victors cock was getting hard again. He had a half-naked collegegirl masturbating in front of him whilst she was licking her mistresses pussy and he still wasn't fully erect. I couldn't believe it.



"She's so good and licking pussy Victor. Imagine how good she is at sucking cock. She could make you erupt in seconds. Get that fucking dick hard for me now," I ordered.

"Please loosen my band Miss Kajal," he asked again, "then I'll get hard for you."

"I give the orders round here, not you, " I hissed. "Get it hard or I'll do it for you."

He looked down at Natalie rubbing her pussy in her panties and then at her tits. His gaze lifted higher and he looked at my wet cooch being devoured by the collegegirl between my thighs. He looked higher at my boobs bulging out of my body stocking and finally at my face. He smiled in defiance. He was still only semi hard.

I felt Natalie's breathing quicken as she continued to eat my sodden snatch and I knew she was close to orgasm. Perfect timing.

"Are you going to cum Natalie?" I asked

"Pretty soon Miss Kajal, yes," she panted.

I knelt down behind her and cupped her breasts and nuzzled into her neck. I kissed her softly behind her ear and moved behind her so I was supporting her weight as she leaned back. I caressed her firm breasts and rubbed her nipples as she started to rub faster. She was desperate to get herself off to please her mistress. She knew I wanted her panties nice and wet, so cumming in them was the best way to do it.

I ignored Victor now and concentrated my dirty talk onto Natalie as if we were the only two people in the room. I knew it would turn him on seeing us together.

"That's it Natalie, keep going, cum for me sweetie," I whispered in her ear.

"Yessssss....oooohhhh.........yesssssss.........Miss Kajal," she gasped, with a look of ecstasy on her face.



She was close now. She started to quiver as I held her and massaged her gorgeous young tits.

"Good girl, cum for me Natalie. Do it in your panties for me. Make them all nice and sticky for your mistress," I continued to encourage her.

I was pretty wet myself watching her masturbate to orgasm. I looked up at Victor's cock and saw he was hard at last. I continued to kiss Natalie and willed her to climax for me.

"Look Natalie. He's hard now. Look what you've done to him. You're such a good girl."