Misc. Erotica The Exploitation of Innocent Sonal - by hornynri

[ray.rowdy]

The boobs did look big enough to be 34D. In her conservative blouse and simple sari, which she always wore such that the pallu covered her chest completely, it had not been obvious she was this well stacked. But in this bra, it was obvious that this woman had big boobs. Also, she seemed to be wearing a bra that was slightly tight. The shoulder straps were tightly digging into her skin. And the boobs looked like they were barely being contained in the cups. Maybe they were even bigger than 34D. Raul put one hand on her bra-covered left boobs and squeezed gently. It was soft and supple. Sonal drew in her breath sharply and stood there, trembling and panicking.

 

Raul ran his hands over both boobs, and then stuck one finger inside the bra-cup, touching her breast. He paused for a second, to see how she would respond. He had now crossed the line into full fledged sexual assault. But she continued to just tremble, and didn't say anything. So far so good, he thought. Now, the next step. Maybe she would yell out, fight him off, and it would all end. but maybe it would not. He had to take a shot at it. He owed it to himself, he thought. Women this gorgeous had never given him a second look.

 

He gradually moved his hand along her boobs and then to the back. He caressed her upper back for a few seconds, and Sonal felt the unfamiliar touch of rough hard fingers rubbing her soft back. His bald ugly face was very close to hers, and it revolted her. Raul then stopped rubbing her back and his fingers moved to the bra hooks.

 

"Please don't." Sonal finally said in a whisper.

 

"Shut up!" Raul yelled, and squeezed with his fingers. The bra was tight so it took some effort, and then the hooks came undone. Sonal made a slight whining sound as the bra, now unhooked, loosened. The cups, which obviously had been having trouble containing her big boobs, flew up slightly and rested on them.

 

Raul slid the straps off her shoulder, took the bra off and put it on the table. Sonal's face was now completely ashen, and she wanted to cry but was too shocked for the tears to come. She tried to raise her arms and cover her chest, but Raul slapped her hands away. He was transfixed with the boobs. He had seen several boobs in dozens of wet t-shirt contests, and he was sure that these were among the best he had seen. Huge, fleshy, with prominent nipples, but without any sag. So firm, even at that size, that unless his touch hadn't proven it otherwise, he would have thought they were fake.

 

Sonal bit her lips hard as Raul then started rubbing her naked tits. He squeezed them hard, feeling the firm flesh, like a stress ball, and with his fingers, flicked the nipples. Which went erect at once. Raul wished he could just play with those tits for hours. But he knew that there wasn't time for that.

 

"Hmm, okay." he stiffly said, managing to hide the excitement in his voice. "They actually seem 34DD. I'll give you a bikini top that size."

 

Sonal nodded timidly as Raul took a step back. For a moment she felt glad her ordeal was over. But only a moment, because she was wrong.

 

"Now those panties. Take them off." Raul commanded, riding the wave of success.

 

"No, please, I don't want to." Sonal pleaded with a despairing look on her face. And for a moment, Raul's resolve melted. Maybe he should just let her go, his conscientious side said. But then, one look at her boobs again, and his perverted evil side was back in charge.

 

"You should have stayed off this ship then. Now that you are here, you do as I say!"

 

"No!" Sonal said, somehow summoning up resolve and looking into Raul's eyes defiantly. As a further sign of defiance, she folded her arms and covered as much of her massive jugs as she could. "I won't!"

 

"I'll sue you."

 

"I don't care." Sonal said, showing some fight for the first time that night.

 

Raul looked at Sonal's resolute face and knew that once again, he stood at crossroads. And he had a choice to make. He could back down, let her go, and forget about it. Or he could take the risk and try to be more dominant. Physically dominant. Even if it meant this woman fighting back, and later going to the cops. It could land him in jail and ruin his life. But Raul realized that such opportunities didn't come his way everyday. And the risk was worth it. He had to do it.

 

"Why, you insolent bitch!" he said, and slapped Sonal across the face. Not too hard. Certainly not hard enough to leave a bruise. But hard enough that it hurt the delicate Sonal who had never been subjected to physical punishment even as a child.

 

Sonal took a step back in shock as her cheek stung with Raul's slap. And she felt tears filling up in her eyes. She took one hand off her chest and rubbed her cheek with it, too stunned to do anything else. Raul took advantage of this momentary pause and grabbed Sonal by her other wrist.

 

He then dragged her across the room with him to the 2-seater couch. Sonal stumbled a couple of times as she got dragged. Raul then sat down on the couch and with the hand that he was holding Sonal's wrist, yanked hard, making her fall face down across his lap. Her face hit the couch seat and her legs dangled over the arm rest, as her midsection rested on top of Raul's lap.

 

"Insolent bitches like you need to be taught a lesson. Using punishment."

 

Sonal started struggling to get up, but Raul firmly put his right hand on her back and held her down with ease. With his left hand, he yanked her panties downwards. They slipped down and were bunched up around her thighs, revealing smooth and milky soft shapely buttocks. He paused for a moment, feeling a twitch in his pants at a glimpse of her perfect naked ass. But as soon as that moment passed, he started the punishment. With his left palm, he started spanking Sonal's bare butt.

 

The spanking was not too hard at first, but his palm and her ass made contact at the right spots, so there were loud smacking noises. This excited Raul and he started spanking her harder, one cheek at a time. Sonal was going insane comprehending the situation. She was laid out across the lap of a stranger, almost naked, as he mercilessly assaulted her tender bum. She kept squirming and struggling, but Raul was too strong and easily held her down, as if she were a kid.

 

He started spanking her ass harder and harder, and her white ass cheeks started turning red as blood rushed to them because of the blows.

 

"STOP! PLEASE! STOP!!!" Sonal started yelping and crying as the blows started hurting more and more.

 

Raul's hand stopped in mid-air.

 

"Will you obey me from now on, instead of being insolent?" he asked.

 

Sonal started squirming again, hoping to take advantage of the break in spanking and get off his lap. When she did that, he started spanking her again, even harder.

 

"YES! YES! I will do whatever you say!" she cried out. And Raul stopped.

 

With his right hand still holding her down, he looked at her reddened ass cheeks and smiled to himself.

 

This woman was even easier than he had thought. If she wanted to, she could have fought back a lot harder. Yelled out even louder, attracting attention from someone around. But her struggle, although not just a token effort, was not whole-hearted. Either she had never been dominated by anyone strong, so had not developed the instincts to fight back. Or she had a latent submissive side that wanted to be dominated by someone strong. Or maybe both. Whatever the reason, Raul felt delighted that fate had sent this malleable beauty his way. And he was not about to let her go without taking full advantage.