03-01-2021, 09:16 AM
DEN OF DEBAUCHERY 3
By Sahebji
To refresh your memory here are the last lines of part 2:
Few minutes later we heard her calling, 'Randy can you come in here for a minute'.
When I entered the kitchen I saw her swaying slightly. 'Tell me Randy what is going on? What did you mix in the coke?' she asked looking at me with drooping eyes.
'You are imagining things. How could I mix something in the coke? You saw me open a fresh bottle in front of your own eyes?' I replied innocently.
'I know something is going on. I can feel it in my bones. Randy, place your hand on my head and swear that nothing is going on' she insisted.
It was time to tell Arti the truth I thought. 'Relax. There is no need to be so melodramatic' I said picking up enough courage, 'I will tell you everything. You remember I went to attend a company meeting last Sunday......
Now for the third part:
'Randy mujhe chukker aa rahe hain (God Randy I am feeling dizzy)' Arti said interrupting me, 'I am sure there was more than just coke in the glass' and leaned on the kitchen table to steady herself.
'Well, I promised to tell you everything then I might as well tell you that the coke was spiked with whisky' I said. I did not mention the aphrodisiac, as it was not necessary.
'But how? I saw you open a fresh bottle in front of my own eyes' Arti asked incredulously.
'The whisky was mixed while it was bottled' I replied, 'Swami told me that a friend of the MD, who owns a bottling plant, bottles it specially for him'.
'Bastard. The filthy bastard' Arti said, 'what were you saying before I interrupted you'.
'As I was saying, you know that on Sunday I went to attend a company meeting. On reaching the venue I found out that there was no meeting. The MD and Swami wanted to talk to me alone. First they plied me with drinks and then waved a letter, sanctioning me a considerable raise, under my nose. The raise was so large that I had visions of living in luxury for the rest of our lives'.
'Randy do you want this raise?' they asked.
'Of course I want it' I told them.
'You will have to earn it' they said.
'I was so keen to get the raise that I promised to do anything they desired'. Now they came out with the real purpose of the so-called meeting.
The MD said, 'Randy your wife Arti is so beautiful. I can't get her out of my mind. I want to enjoy her sexy body and your job is to convince her to cooperate. If you can do that, then this raise is yours'
'And like a stupid idiot you agreed?' Arti said in a sad tone.
'Of course not. I refused and protested strongly at their unwarranted behavior' I lied smoothly.
'Phir kya hua? (What happened then?)' Arti inquired.
'When they saw that I was not going to agree they changed the subject and forced me to drink more. Later to sweeten the deal they dangled a rent-free, fully furnished company flat on Harrison Road in front of my eyes. Imagine Arti us living on Harrison Road, the most posh area of the city' I said enthusiastically.
'This offer bowled you over and you agreed to hand your legally wedded wife to them for their pleasure' Arti said with tears in her eyes.
'No Arti, do you think that I am like that. You seem to have very little faith in your husband. No sir, I remained adamant and told him to stuff the carrots he was dangling in front of me up their ass and forget about fucking you. But they were not finished yet' I said.
'Now what more did they bribe you with' Arti said wiping away her tears.
I saw Arti rubbing her choot vigorously. 'What is the matter with you?' I asked. I knew that the aphrodisiac was taking effect.
'I don't know. My choot is itching like hell. It has never itched like this before' Arti replied distressed.
Suppressing a smile I said, 'Maybe it is the effect of the alcohol in the coke. You had it for the first time. Don't worry it will pass'.
'Yes I suppose so' Arti said still scratching her cunt, 'what were you saying? Sorry I interrupted you again?'
'They then threatened me with prison' I lied, 'they said that if I don't do as they say then they will have me arrested for embezzling company's money and send me to jail'.
'I am sure they were bluffing' Arti replied scornfully.
'No, no it was not a bluff. I had heard a story earlier that they did the same thing to a female employee, who did not let them have their will with her. The poor thing is still in jail' I explained.
There was no need to tell her about their blackmailing me with the compromising photographs I thought.
'Phir tum maan gaye aur unhain mujhe chodene ke liye yahan bula liya (Then you agreed and invited them here to fuck me)' Arti said getting annoyed.
'Yes Arti I agreed. What should I have done? I didn't want to go to jail. Arti please cooperate. Otherwise they will send me to jail' I begged.
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By Sahebji
To refresh your memory here are the last lines of part 2:
Few minutes later we heard her calling, 'Randy can you come in here for a minute'.
When I entered the kitchen I saw her swaying slightly. 'Tell me Randy what is going on? What did you mix in the coke?' she asked looking at me with drooping eyes.
'You are imagining things. How could I mix something in the coke? You saw me open a fresh bottle in front of your own eyes?' I replied innocently.
'I know something is going on. I can feel it in my bones. Randy, place your hand on my head and swear that nothing is going on' she insisted.
It was time to tell Arti the truth I thought. 'Relax. There is no need to be so melodramatic' I said picking up enough courage, 'I will tell you everything. You remember I went to attend a company meeting last Sunday......
Now for the third part:
'Randy mujhe chukker aa rahe hain (God Randy I am feeling dizzy)' Arti said interrupting me, 'I am sure there was more than just coke in the glass' and leaned on the kitchen table to steady herself.
'Well, I promised to tell you everything then I might as well tell you that the coke was spiked with whisky' I said. I did not mention the aphrodisiac, as it was not necessary.
'But how? I saw you open a fresh bottle in front of my own eyes' Arti asked incredulously.
'The whisky was mixed while it was bottled' I replied, 'Swami told me that a friend of the MD, who owns a bottling plant, bottles it specially for him'.
'Bastard. The filthy bastard' Arti said, 'what were you saying before I interrupted you'.
'As I was saying, you know that on Sunday I went to attend a company meeting. On reaching the venue I found out that there was no meeting. The MD and Swami wanted to talk to me alone. First they plied me with drinks and then waved a letter, sanctioning me a considerable raise, under my nose. The raise was so large that I had visions of living in luxury for the rest of our lives'.
'Randy do you want this raise?' they asked.
'Of course I want it' I told them.
'You will have to earn it' they said.
'I was so keen to get the raise that I promised to do anything they desired'. Now they came out with the real purpose of the so-called meeting.
The MD said, 'Randy your wife Arti is so beautiful. I can't get her out of my mind. I want to enjoy her sexy body and your job is to convince her to cooperate. If you can do that, then this raise is yours'
'And like a stupid idiot you agreed?' Arti said in a sad tone.
'Of course not. I refused and protested strongly at their unwarranted behavior' I lied smoothly.
'Phir kya hua? (What happened then?)' Arti inquired.
'When they saw that I was not going to agree they changed the subject and forced me to drink more. Later to sweeten the deal they dangled a rent-free, fully furnished company flat on Harrison Road in front of my eyes. Imagine Arti us living on Harrison Road, the most posh area of the city' I said enthusiastically.
'This offer bowled you over and you agreed to hand your legally wedded wife to them for their pleasure' Arti said with tears in her eyes.
'No Arti, do you think that I am like that. You seem to have very little faith in your husband. No sir, I remained adamant and told him to stuff the carrots he was dangling in front of me up their ass and forget about fucking you. But they were not finished yet' I said.
'Now what more did they bribe you with' Arti said wiping away her tears.
I saw Arti rubbing her choot vigorously. 'What is the matter with you?' I asked. I knew that the aphrodisiac was taking effect.
'I don't know. My choot is itching like hell. It has never itched like this before' Arti replied distressed.
Suppressing a smile I said, 'Maybe it is the effect of the alcohol in the coke. You had it for the first time. Don't worry it will pass'.
'Yes I suppose so' Arti said still scratching her cunt, 'what were you saying? Sorry I interrupted you again?'
'They then threatened me with prison' I lied, 'they said that if I don't do as they say then they will have me arrested for embezzling company's money and send me to jail'.
'I am sure they were bluffing' Arti replied scornfully.
'No, no it was not a bluff. I had heard a story earlier that they did the same thing to a female employee, who did not let them have their will with her. The poor thing is still in jail' I explained.
There was no need to tell her about their blackmailing me with the compromising photographs I thought.
'Phir tum maan gaye aur unhain mujhe chodene ke liye yahan bula liya (Then you agreed and invited them here to fuck me)' Arti said getting annoyed.
'Yes Arti I agreed. What should I have done? I didn't want to go to jail. Arti please cooperate. Otherwise they will send me to jail' I begged.
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