09-04-2019, 09:57 PM
Blackmail: Anushka’s Payback time: part-1
The phone was still ringing in her buttery palms. She somehow managed to slide the button and answer the call. She put the phone to her ears and stammered.
“Hello. Who is this?”
“Hi Anushka. Its been a while. But I am sure that you remember me well.” It was a pre-recorded message. She immediately tried to turn on the recording app so that she could keep it as a proof.
“I had some difficulty finding your new number but I have grown too fond of you to let you go like that. Anyway, let me come to the point. You changed your number and your phone without telling me. You know the rules of the game, you trust me and I trust you. You broke the rule and now you will have to pay for it.”
The voice was deep and steady. It was not a familiar voice, maybe he was using some filter to not reveal his real voice.
“As usual, there is a threat, this time it is not about pictures but about your little drug case secret. If you comply, I will make sure that the case is closed without any investigation. But if you don’t comply, I promise that by Monday, your college principal will have the case details. You don’t want to be rusticated and ruind for life do you? Follow what I say and I will keep my promise as I always did.”
She was now shivering in fear. It is not only that the well-wisher was back, but also he had some inside information regarding the drug case. She was scared but listening carefully.
“You know that I care for you and all what I ask you to do is for your own good. So this time also my intention is very pure.” She was disgusted with that patronizing remark.
“You are generally a clean girl. But I want you to be even more clean. Don’t worry, I am going to tell you exactly what you need to do for that…….”
Her eyes widened as she heard more. She wanted to stop him, pleased, beg or wht so ever perhaps, but it was a pre-recorded message; nobody was listening to her protests anyway. The message continued in the same calm composed deep tone without any hindrance.
“…….I am sure you have understood what I want you to do. You time starts now and you only have a couple of hours before it gets dark. I will be watching you as usual.”
That was it. The phone was disconnected. She was in disbelief. The task was the weirdest thing she could have ever imagined. She had little time to think. As instructed, she quickly wore a jeans and a shirt. She kept her hair open. She was tensed and that was visible on her face.
She knew that she had a hawaldar guarding her house, though she was not answerable to him. She walked fast. It was easy to melt the hawaldar with a smile and nice perfume.
“bas paas me hi jar ahi hoon.” [Eng: just going round the corner].
He didn’t bother as he was inhaling the smell of the young beauty.
She reached her destination after a quick few minutes’ walk. She waited for a while; she wanted others to leave. It was about 30 mins and still she was waiting, fidgeting her mobile phone. She knew that Anwar chacha was looking at her as she waited. He also was getting curious.
Finally, when Anwar chacha came out of his medical shop to take down the shutter, she quickly approached. She always bought her cosmetics either online or from the city. In the past she had screamed at Anwar chacha for the not having a particular brand and for selling cheap products.
Now it was hard for her to smile, but she had to. At first he was a little worried as this girl was never a good customer, but now with the smile he was very curious. He smiled back.
Anwar chacha was a pious man. He was not old, must be in early 40s, but with his his premature grey beard an hair everyone called him chacha. He was running this medical shop for generations, first a small local medicine and now a certified medical shop.
“I was actually closing the shop. You should have come earlier.” He said politely, but he couldn’t resist but show some attitude.
“Please chacha..it was urgent.” She said making a pleading face. She quickly looked around as she didn’t want to be seen with Anwar chacha at that time of the night.
“Hmm..ok.”he said as he was also dying out of curiosity. he kept the shutter half open and got inside the shop. She stood in front of the counter and as routine he held his writing pad and pen and asked “So tell me, what do you want.”
She quickly looked around. She was really scared.
“I want…a pack of I-pills...and..” Chahcha wrote it with a smirk on his face. This wasn’t the first time some girl was asking for an I-pill. He also anticipated the next thing she is asking for would be condoms. He was almost going to ask ‘which brand’ at it was his favourite activity to see the girls blush and awkwardly answer. He liked this type of tease and he knew that those girls also enjoyed it when they were sure of privacy of his flirting.
“.. and…Inlife breast tightening cream….uhh..” this was a completely an unexpected demand. No one ever asked for such a product in this town. He looked up before writing it down. With his spects on hi nose, he quickly glanced at her boobs. She stood shy but firm. She knew that Anwar chacha was measuring the size and firmness of her breasts and probably thinking why would she need any tightening cream.
He was fortunate that only a few days back, with the fairness cream of this brand he also received some tightening cream as complimentary products. Though he liked to tease, he never tried such a thing with Anushka as she was known to be a fiery customer. She let him see her; it was indeed very shameful experience to stand in front of the counter and let this man on the other side literally measure your breasts with his eyes.
But her sentence was not complete yet. He guessed that as now it was even more clear that she was preparing for some grand sex and hence would definitely ask for condoms. He was wonder who the lucky boy is. But he waited.
“Uhh..and..”. She was now not even looking at him, she had her face turned sideways, as if she didn’t want to be there. Anwar was keenly looking at the fair face.
“And..an enema kit..” She said it somehow. She wasn’t looking at all, as if she didn’t even say it. Her face was red in shame.
Anwar was equally surprised, actually enema wasn’t that odd. Perhaps he thought that to be the most medical thing in her small list.
“Is it suggested by a doctor? “ He asked just to probe.
“uhh..no.” She replied briefly.
“In that case, I can suggest some oral medicines for constipation; they will be more effective you know.” He said genuinely.
“Actually, it is not for constipation…I just want it…to…to..to keep myself clean.” She had a lot of difficulty to say it as she quickly glanced at Anwar chacha.
Now the enema kit perfectly fit her list. He was convinced that she was getting ready for some sort of grand sex orgy. His conclusion was very clar in his eyes and that was making her feel like a slut. It is more shameful when you that people think you are a slut because of your own behaviour but you know that they are wrong and yet cant do anything about it.
It gave him goosebumps looking at her sensuous red face. He got the first two items pretty quickly but had some difficulty in finding the enema kit. He saved her the efforts to describe exatly what kind of kit she was looking for. He knew that it would be used for cleaning her from inside. He finally got hold of one old kit. He dusted it and got it out.
She was standing at the counter He liked teasing girls but here the situation was different. Even he was little uncomfortable. He quickly made the bill. She paid it quickly but it was evident that she was hesitating for something.
“Is there anything more I can do for you?” Anwar chacha asked, still intrigued.
“Uhh…do you have a washroom inside your…shop? Can I use it?” She asked quickly.
“yes. Sure you can use it.”. She rushed inside as he opened the counter flap for her to enter. “it is right at the end,
Anwar chacha said pointing towards the end of the small corridor.
She went inside the wash room, and with a little open door she peeped and asked him in a low tone. “If you don’t mind, I will try the cream. I read that sometimes it gives a rash.”
It was a weird thing to say and she knew it. He was now confused as trying a cream in a medical shop was something unheard of. He just nodded in yes.
It was a small toilet with one WC and a small tap but no basin. It was clean and tidy. She hung her bag on the hook and quickly opened all the buttons of her shirt. She took her hands at her back an clicked the bra hook. Anwar chacha had his ears to the wall. He was still not able to come to terms with the things happening in his shop.
Anushka pulled her bra out and hung it on the hook at the door. She took the cream out from the plastic bag. Chacha could clearly hear the sound of things being put on the hook and the cream being opened. His pervert mind as already imagining her nakedness.
As instructed, she took some cream on both her palms and rubbed it on her boobs. She was34C and that was really firm enough for her age. But the idea of applying such a cream and that too on some unknown man’s instruction itself was a kinky proposition. In addition to that, the cream had a sensuous aroma with an arousing feel. Somehow, her nips got instantly erect on application of the cream. She was breathing heavy with the cream now on her hands.
She closed last three buttons out of 5 on her shirt, leaving the top two open. She then slowly opened the bolt. Anwar chacha immediately moved back haring the bolt. He didn’t want to be caught with his ear to the door.
The phone was still ringing in her buttery palms. She somehow managed to slide the button and answer the call. She put the phone to her ears and stammered.
“Hello. Who is this?”
“Hi Anushka. Its been a while. But I am sure that you remember me well.” It was a pre-recorded message. She immediately tried to turn on the recording app so that she could keep it as a proof.
“I had some difficulty finding your new number but I have grown too fond of you to let you go like that. Anyway, let me come to the point. You changed your number and your phone without telling me. You know the rules of the game, you trust me and I trust you. You broke the rule and now you will have to pay for it.”
The voice was deep and steady. It was not a familiar voice, maybe he was using some filter to not reveal his real voice.
“As usual, there is a threat, this time it is not about pictures but about your little drug case secret. If you comply, I will make sure that the case is closed without any investigation. But if you don’t comply, I promise that by Monday, your college principal will have the case details. You don’t want to be rusticated and ruind for life do you? Follow what I say and I will keep my promise as I always did.”
She was now shivering in fear. It is not only that the well-wisher was back, but also he had some inside information regarding the drug case. She was scared but listening carefully.
“You know that I care for you and all what I ask you to do is for your own good. So this time also my intention is very pure.” She was disgusted with that patronizing remark.
“You are generally a clean girl. But I want you to be even more clean. Don’t worry, I am going to tell you exactly what you need to do for that…….”
Her eyes widened as she heard more. She wanted to stop him, pleased, beg or wht so ever perhaps, but it was a pre-recorded message; nobody was listening to her protests anyway. The message continued in the same calm composed deep tone without any hindrance.
“…….I am sure you have understood what I want you to do. You time starts now and you only have a couple of hours before it gets dark. I will be watching you as usual.”
That was it. The phone was disconnected. She was in disbelief. The task was the weirdest thing she could have ever imagined. She had little time to think. As instructed, she quickly wore a jeans and a shirt. She kept her hair open. She was tensed and that was visible on her face.
She knew that she had a hawaldar guarding her house, though she was not answerable to him. She walked fast. It was easy to melt the hawaldar with a smile and nice perfume.
“bas paas me hi jar ahi hoon.” [Eng: just going round the corner].
He didn’t bother as he was inhaling the smell of the young beauty.
She reached her destination after a quick few minutes’ walk. She waited for a while; she wanted others to leave. It was about 30 mins and still she was waiting, fidgeting her mobile phone. She knew that Anwar chacha was looking at her as she waited. He also was getting curious.
Finally, when Anwar chacha came out of his medical shop to take down the shutter, she quickly approached. She always bought her cosmetics either online or from the city. In the past she had screamed at Anwar chacha for the not having a particular brand and for selling cheap products.
Now it was hard for her to smile, but she had to. At first he was a little worried as this girl was never a good customer, but now with the smile he was very curious. He smiled back.
Anwar chacha was a pious man. He was not old, must be in early 40s, but with his his premature grey beard an hair everyone called him chacha. He was running this medical shop for generations, first a small local medicine and now a certified medical shop.
“I was actually closing the shop. You should have come earlier.” He said politely, but he couldn’t resist but show some attitude.
“Please chacha..it was urgent.” She said making a pleading face. She quickly looked around as she didn’t want to be seen with Anwar chacha at that time of the night.
“Hmm..ok.”he said as he was also dying out of curiosity. he kept the shutter half open and got inside the shop. She stood in front of the counter and as routine he held his writing pad and pen and asked “So tell me, what do you want.”
She quickly looked around. She was really scared.
“I want…a pack of I-pills...and..” Chahcha wrote it with a smirk on his face. This wasn’t the first time some girl was asking for an I-pill. He also anticipated the next thing she is asking for would be condoms. He was almost going to ask ‘which brand’ at it was his favourite activity to see the girls blush and awkwardly answer. He liked this type of tease and he knew that those girls also enjoyed it when they were sure of privacy of his flirting.
“.. and…Inlife breast tightening cream….uhh..” this was a completely an unexpected demand. No one ever asked for such a product in this town. He looked up before writing it down. With his spects on hi nose, he quickly glanced at her boobs. She stood shy but firm. She knew that Anwar chacha was measuring the size and firmness of her breasts and probably thinking why would she need any tightening cream.
He was fortunate that only a few days back, with the fairness cream of this brand he also received some tightening cream as complimentary products. Though he liked to tease, he never tried such a thing with Anushka as she was known to be a fiery customer. She let him see her; it was indeed very shameful experience to stand in front of the counter and let this man on the other side literally measure your breasts with his eyes.
But her sentence was not complete yet. He guessed that as now it was even more clear that she was preparing for some grand sex and hence would definitely ask for condoms. He was wonder who the lucky boy is. But he waited.
“Uhh..and..”. She was now not even looking at him, she had her face turned sideways, as if she didn’t want to be there. Anwar was keenly looking at the fair face.
“And..an enema kit..” She said it somehow. She wasn’t looking at all, as if she didn’t even say it. Her face was red in shame.
Anwar was equally surprised, actually enema wasn’t that odd. Perhaps he thought that to be the most medical thing in her small list.
“Is it suggested by a doctor? “ He asked just to probe.
“uhh..no.” She replied briefly.
“In that case, I can suggest some oral medicines for constipation; they will be more effective you know.” He said genuinely.
“Actually, it is not for constipation…I just want it…to…to..to keep myself clean.” She had a lot of difficulty to say it as she quickly glanced at Anwar chacha.
Now the enema kit perfectly fit her list. He was convinced that she was getting ready for some sort of grand sex orgy. His conclusion was very clar in his eyes and that was making her feel like a slut. It is more shameful when you that people think you are a slut because of your own behaviour but you know that they are wrong and yet cant do anything about it.
It gave him goosebumps looking at her sensuous red face. He got the first two items pretty quickly but had some difficulty in finding the enema kit. He saved her the efforts to describe exatly what kind of kit she was looking for. He knew that it would be used for cleaning her from inside. He finally got hold of one old kit. He dusted it and got it out.
She was standing at the counter He liked teasing girls but here the situation was different. Even he was little uncomfortable. He quickly made the bill. She paid it quickly but it was evident that she was hesitating for something.
“Is there anything more I can do for you?” Anwar chacha asked, still intrigued.
“Uhh…do you have a washroom inside your…shop? Can I use it?” She asked quickly.
“yes. Sure you can use it.”. She rushed inside as he opened the counter flap for her to enter. “it is right at the end,
Anwar chacha said pointing towards the end of the small corridor.
She went inside the wash room, and with a little open door she peeped and asked him in a low tone. “If you don’t mind, I will try the cream. I read that sometimes it gives a rash.”
It was a weird thing to say and she knew it. He was now confused as trying a cream in a medical shop was something unheard of. He just nodded in yes.
It was a small toilet with one WC and a small tap but no basin. It was clean and tidy. She hung her bag on the hook and quickly opened all the buttons of her shirt. She took her hands at her back an clicked the bra hook. Anwar chacha had his ears to the wall. He was still not able to come to terms with the things happening in his shop.
Anushka pulled her bra out and hung it on the hook at the door. She took the cream out from the plastic bag. Chacha could clearly hear the sound of things being put on the hook and the cream being opened. His pervert mind as already imagining her nakedness.
As instructed, she took some cream on both her palms and rubbed it on her boobs. She was34C and that was really firm enough for her age. But the idea of applying such a cream and that too on some unknown man’s instruction itself was a kinky proposition. In addition to that, the cream had a sensuous aroma with an arousing feel. Somehow, her nips got instantly erect on application of the cream. She was breathing heavy with the cream now on her hands.
She closed last three buttons out of 5 on her shirt, leaving the top two open. She then slowly opened the bolt. Anwar chacha immediately moved back haring the bolt. He didn’t want to be caught with his ear to the door.
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