15-06-2021, 12:33 AM
Randi, oye randi, uth jaa time ho gya hai doodh bechne jaana hai tujhe, uth randi?, Mushtaq barked at purva who was still sound asleep. purva was obviously tired from yesterday's tiresome day where she was treated roughly by the slum women. Yesterday was a pivotal day in the history of the Maztanpur slums. purva a rich decent urban woman who was Mushtaq?s randi for a period of 30 days was ruled by the panchayat to become a working women of the lowest cadre for the slum women. She was supposed to deliver milk to each woman's household every morning hereon. Her initiation had begun. Today was her first day as a neech, a colloquial term that Sultana used for her to denote that her social status was lower than the self-respected women of the slum. Yesterday in the panchayat, Sultana claimed that purva being a shameless whore would be lower in status than them, and thus she would be a neech, and that she would have to call the self-respected women of the slum as memsaab even of they were younger than purva. purva was rebuked for having gone naked to the milk booth the last couple of days. Yesterday purva was brutally humiliated by the slum women for appearing naked shamelessly on the streets and a hearing was announced by the sarpanch. A panchayat meeting was setup and the verdict decided that purva would have to deliver milk to the women of the slums every day in the morning, among other things.
It was already 6:15 am and purva had to be present at the milk booth at 6. Mushtaq was concerned that his dear wife would have to face humiliating consequences again incase she was late. purva was still on the bed fast asleep with her hands and legs spread wide shamelessly. Of course before falling asleep, her husband had fucked her in and out as per his needs. Mushtaq paused for a moment to lust at the sexpot in front of him. He kissed on his wife?s dear pussy and spit on it a couple of times. He then gave her a sharp slap on her sorry cunt, as purva squealed in pain from the tinge on her vagina. ?Arre randi uth ja yaar?aaj tujhe jana hoga doodh bechne?. He then proceeded to slap gently on her boobs and purva finally got up. ?Kya hua Mushtaq ji, kitna time hua??. ?Arre meri raand, jaldi uth, aaj tujhe jana hai milk booth pe...late hogi toh wapas teri gaand maarenge?. purva suddenly opened her eyes and got up in an instant. She didn?t want to be late on her duty her first day itself. ?Arre Mushtaq ji, abhi time hai na? sorry mein bohot neend me thi?, she said. Mushtaq lovingly grabbed her breasts and squeezed both her nipples in between his fingers. ?Haan, tension mat le sasti raand, abhi time hai?tu uth, aur yeh le tera dress?.
purva saw the dress and jumped in excitement. Of course, she loved to wear such tight revealing clothes, but this one seemed just too hot. ?Arre waah, Mushtaq ji, yeh dress kahan se mila??, she asked Mushtaq. ?Kal sarpanch sahab ne tere liye banwaya, achha hai??. ?Ohh, haan bohot sexy lag rha hai ji, bass yeh kapda bohot purana lag rha hai??, she said. Of course the cloth was worn out and cheap. The material of the skirt was way thin and flimsy.
?Haan yaar, yeh to Sultana ka purana lehnga aur blouse hai, usne tere liye daan diya hai, aur sarpanch saheb ne tere liye aise silwaya Ghafur chacha k yahan?.
purva?s face turned from joy to discomfort. So, afterall it was just part of the humiliation. She was being made to wear an extremely revealing outfit to please everyone with her body that was tailored from Sultana?s old clothes. It bothered her a little bit to be wearing her rival?s old useless clothes, but right now she didn?t have time to think about it. She could not afford to be late on her first day itself.
?Soch mat randi, ab yeh pehn?isme tu toh ek dum maalraand lagegi?, saying so he kissed her passionately on the lips and licked her face with lust. Mushtaq then sat on the bed as his sexy wife tried to fit herself in the tiny clothes.
The skirt wasn?t a challenge really. It would still be tight for her at the hips, but it would certainly be manageable. The problem would be her blouse. It was actually a bra for all practical purposes and a very insufficient one at that. As Mushtaq had noted yesterday, it had a very deep and wide cut at the front that only connected way down at the base and the way Karim tailored it wasn?t really impressive. purva managed to put it on her but it was indeed too tight for her and her boobs were being shown all over the place. Her boobs were obscenely jutting out and a part of her underboobs were also visible. Mushtaq couldn?t believe how sexy she was looking in such a randy blouse.
purva, while adjusting her blouse to best cover her huge titties said, ?Arre Mushtaq ji, isme bohot dikh rha hai mere stann, chalega kya??.
?Arre kyun nhi chalega raand, tu nangi nhi hai na, aur itna toh kam se kam dikhayegi tu, hai ki nhi? Ab jaada soch mat aur nikal milk booth pe?wahan pe Kabul intezaar kar rha hoga tere liye??, he said as he hurriedly sent off purva on her first day of her job.
On her way to her first day of work, purva was greeted by all the men. Of course, now it was publicly known that purva would be delivering milk in sleazy outfits to all the slum women after it was decided yesterday in the panchayat meeting. The men were extremely pleased to have purva showing plenty of skin. For a moment, they were skeptical that she would cover up due to the decision ruled by the panchayat, but of course, they knew how big a slut purva was. ?Arre waah doodhwali, bohot kiraak lag rhi hai??, she heard from one of the guys. Another guy commented, ?iska bra dekh loudi ki, lagta hai chuchhe se bechegi doodh?kitne bade hai iske?, said another guy as they laughed happily at the lustful sight that walked in front of them. purva loved it when men spoke about her like that describing her assets in crude ways. Now, due to her recent discovery of her humiliation fetish, she began to enjoy it more than before too. She looked at the men and smiled, ?Achha laga aap ko mera yeh dress??. The men beamed with lust and said ?Haan re, itna gora badan aur itni jhakaas dress mein ek dum raand lag rhi hai, doodhwali?, they shouted out to her and continued to laugh happily. ?Arre randi, kal se thoda make up bhi laga lena yaar, aur jhakaas maal lagegi tu?, one of the men said. ?Thik h?, she replied with a friendly smile and continued walking to the milk booth.
The milk booth was of course completely empty today. purva was instructed to meet the guy who owned the milk booth, his name was Kabul. As she walked up to him, she smiled at him as he completely lusted at her ripe nude body covered in such tiny clothes. ?Assalam waleykum Kabul ji?, she said.
?Waah bhabhi, kya lag rhi hai tu itne chhoti si kapde me?tere ko nanga dekhne se jaada mazaa aise kapdo me dekhne me milta hai hume, pata hai tujhe??, said Kabul suggestively looking at her whole body.
purva seductively smiled at him and said, ?Achha aisa kya??
?Mujhe lagta hai tere babbe ki wajah se tera bra fat jayegi, itna chhota kapda me itne bade mamme kaise chup sakte hai?, he said, beaming with happiness.
?Arre Kabul ji, aise na hi bolo, mujhe tension aa jayega?agar sahi me aise fat gaya yeh toh woh aurat wapas mujhe maar-peeth kar denge?, she said with a concerned look.
?Arre bhabhi, aise kuch nhi hoga, mein toh mazaak kar rha tha?tu tension mat le?par haan tere babbe bahut bade hai aur woh iss chhoti si blouse me bohot badhiya dikhte hai?, he said with lust.
?Thank you Kabul ji?, she said shyly.
?Achha dekho, yeh lo tera cycle, ispe dono taraf do do doodh ke can hai, khul milake chaar. isme tujhe saare bhabhi k ghar doodh dena hoga?samjhi??
?haan ji thik h?, she said.
?Aur agar thoda kam hua toh apna doodh bech dena?, he said with a wink.
purva decided to play along, ?thik h, par uske liye aap ko mujhe paise dene honge haan!?, she said with a playful smile.
?Achha thik h, ek kaam kar fir?tu pehle mujhe taste kara tere doodh, fir me rate bataunga tere doodh ka?, he said once again with a wink. purva loved how the guy was flirting with her, and she found it really cute. Kabul was a guy who was probably in his 20s and had the look of a kid. She would really come to enjoy this playfulness with every morning she thought.
?Achha, thik h, abhi late ho rahi hu, toh wapas aake taste karaungi meri doodh aap ko, thik h??, she said, this time with a wink herself.
?Haha, arre bhabhi mein toh mazaak kar rha tha?chal ab tu toh kaam p nikal, late ho jayega nhi toh. Yeh kaagaz lo, isme saare bhabhi ka ghar ka rasta banaya hai meine kal baith k taaki aap k liye aasan ho?, he said and handed her a piece of paper that had a drawn map of all their houses with the names of the women to whom she was supposed to deliver milk. It was indeed quite helpful as otherwise purva wouldn?t have any way to figure that out.
?Arre yeh bohot achha bana hua hai Kabul, bohot dhanywaad?, she said. She then proceeded to give a peck on his cheek. ?Lo yeh tumhare liye?, she said once again winking at him.
Kabul blushed at her kiss. ?Arre yeh kis baat ki bhabhi, bohot dhanywaad tere ko ki roj subah aise darshan milega mujhe tera?, he said and suggestively gawked at her huge tits. Of course, the size of the bra made her boobs look spectacular. Her underboob was a great finish to all the lust that she emanated from her breasts and no one was sure to miss such a busty figure roaming around in such a tiny bra.
purva then proceeded to fill both the cans with milk. After doing so she hopped on to the cycle making sure that her skirt was completely under her ass, lest she show off all her behind to everyone. She then waved her hands to Kabul and said, ?bye Kabul?.
She started to cycle, and realized the change in her life. She was now officially a doodhwali for the slum people. Her job was to make lives easier for them, so that they no longer had to wait in the queue. It was so erotic that her humiliation was carried out in such a way that it was beneficial to all the women in the slums, the same bunch of women who completely destroyed her and humiliated her the other day right in front of the milk booth. As she cycled the cool air of the morning was hitting at her exposed pussy. The skirt was flying up completely exposing her pussy, so she had to make sure she had one hand on her skirt. purva was on time on her first day as the doodhwali for the slums.
It was already 6:15 am and purva had to be present at the milk booth at 6. Mushtaq was concerned that his dear wife would have to face humiliating consequences again incase she was late. purva was still on the bed fast asleep with her hands and legs spread wide shamelessly. Of course before falling asleep, her husband had fucked her in and out as per his needs. Mushtaq paused for a moment to lust at the sexpot in front of him. He kissed on his wife?s dear pussy and spit on it a couple of times. He then gave her a sharp slap on her sorry cunt, as purva squealed in pain from the tinge on her vagina. ?Arre randi uth ja yaar?aaj tujhe jana hoga doodh bechne?. He then proceeded to slap gently on her boobs and purva finally got up. ?Kya hua Mushtaq ji, kitna time hua??. ?Arre meri raand, jaldi uth, aaj tujhe jana hai milk booth pe...late hogi toh wapas teri gaand maarenge?. purva suddenly opened her eyes and got up in an instant. She didn?t want to be late on her duty her first day itself. ?Arre Mushtaq ji, abhi time hai na? sorry mein bohot neend me thi?, she said. Mushtaq lovingly grabbed her breasts and squeezed both her nipples in between his fingers. ?Haan, tension mat le sasti raand, abhi time hai?tu uth, aur yeh le tera dress?.
purva saw the dress and jumped in excitement. Of course, she loved to wear such tight revealing clothes, but this one seemed just too hot. ?Arre waah, Mushtaq ji, yeh dress kahan se mila??, she asked Mushtaq. ?Kal sarpanch sahab ne tere liye banwaya, achha hai??. ?Ohh, haan bohot sexy lag rha hai ji, bass yeh kapda bohot purana lag rha hai??, she said. Of course the cloth was worn out and cheap. The material of the skirt was way thin and flimsy.
?Haan yaar, yeh to Sultana ka purana lehnga aur blouse hai, usne tere liye daan diya hai, aur sarpanch saheb ne tere liye aise silwaya Ghafur chacha k yahan?.
purva?s face turned from joy to discomfort. So, afterall it was just part of the humiliation. She was being made to wear an extremely revealing outfit to please everyone with her body that was tailored from Sultana?s old clothes. It bothered her a little bit to be wearing her rival?s old useless clothes, but right now she didn?t have time to think about it. She could not afford to be late on her first day itself.
?Soch mat randi, ab yeh pehn?isme tu toh ek dum maalraand lagegi?, saying so he kissed her passionately on the lips and licked her face with lust. Mushtaq then sat on the bed as his sexy wife tried to fit herself in the tiny clothes.
The skirt wasn?t a challenge really. It would still be tight for her at the hips, but it would certainly be manageable. The problem would be her blouse. It was actually a bra for all practical purposes and a very insufficient one at that. As Mushtaq had noted yesterday, it had a very deep and wide cut at the front that only connected way down at the base and the way Karim tailored it wasn?t really impressive. purva managed to put it on her but it was indeed too tight for her and her boobs were being shown all over the place. Her boobs were obscenely jutting out and a part of her underboobs were also visible. Mushtaq couldn?t believe how sexy she was looking in such a randy blouse.
purva, while adjusting her blouse to best cover her huge titties said, ?Arre Mushtaq ji, isme bohot dikh rha hai mere stann, chalega kya??.
?Arre kyun nhi chalega raand, tu nangi nhi hai na, aur itna toh kam se kam dikhayegi tu, hai ki nhi? Ab jaada soch mat aur nikal milk booth pe?wahan pe Kabul intezaar kar rha hoga tere liye??, he said as he hurriedly sent off purva on her first day of her job.
On her way to her first day of work, purva was greeted by all the men. Of course, now it was publicly known that purva would be delivering milk in sleazy outfits to all the slum women after it was decided yesterday in the panchayat meeting. The men were extremely pleased to have purva showing plenty of skin. For a moment, they were skeptical that she would cover up due to the decision ruled by the panchayat, but of course, they knew how big a slut purva was. ?Arre waah doodhwali, bohot kiraak lag rhi hai??, she heard from one of the guys. Another guy commented, ?iska bra dekh loudi ki, lagta hai chuchhe se bechegi doodh?kitne bade hai iske?, said another guy as they laughed happily at the lustful sight that walked in front of them. purva loved it when men spoke about her like that describing her assets in crude ways. Now, due to her recent discovery of her humiliation fetish, she began to enjoy it more than before too. She looked at the men and smiled, ?Achha laga aap ko mera yeh dress??. The men beamed with lust and said ?Haan re, itna gora badan aur itni jhakaas dress mein ek dum raand lag rhi hai, doodhwali?, they shouted out to her and continued to laugh happily. ?Arre randi, kal se thoda make up bhi laga lena yaar, aur jhakaas maal lagegi tu?, one of the men said. ?Thik h?, she replied with a friendly smile and continued walking to the milk booth.
The milk booth was of course completely empty today. purva was instructed to meet the guy who owned the milk booth, his name was Kabul. As she walked up to him, she smiled at him as he completely lusted at her ripe nude body covered in such tiny clothes. ?Assalam waleykum Kabul ji?, she said.
?Waah bhabhi, kya lag rhi hai tu itne chhoti si kapde me?tere ko nanga dekhne se jaada mazaa aise kapdo me dekhne me milta hai hume, pata hai tujhe??, said Kabul suggestively looking at her whole body.
purva seductively smiled at him and said, ?Achha aisa kya??
?Mujhe lagta hai tere babbe ki wajah se tera bra fat jayegi, itna chhota kapda me itne bade mamme kaise chup sakte hai?, he said, beaming with happiness.
?Arre Kabul ji, aise na hi bolo, mujhe tension aa jayega?agar sahi me aise fat gaya yeh toh woh aurat wapas mujhe maar-peeth kar denge?, she said with a concerned look.
?Arre bhabhi, aise kuch nhi hoga, mein toh mazaak kar rha tha?tu tension mat le?par haan tere babbe bahut bade hai aur woh iss chhoti si blouse me bohot badhiya dikhte hai?, he said with lust.
?Thank you Kabul ji?, she said shyly.
?Achha dekho, yeh lo tera cycle, ispe dono taraf do do doodh ke can hai, khul milake chaar. isme tujhe saare bhabhi k ghar doodh dena hoga?samjhi??
?haan ji thik h?, she said.
?Aur agar thoda kam hua toh apna doodh bech dena?, he said with a wink.
purva decided to play along, ?thik h, par uske liye aap ko mujhe paise dene honge haan!?, she said with a playful smile.
?Achha thik h, ek kaam kar fir?tu pehle mujhe taste kara tere doodh, fir me rate bataunga tere doodh ka?, he said once again with a wink. purva loved how the guy was flirting with her, and she found it really cute. Kabul was a guy who was probably in his 20s and had the look of a kid. She would really come to enjoy this playfulness with every morning she thought.
?Achha, thik h, abhi late ho rahi hu, toh wapas aake taste karaungi meri doodh aap ko, thik h??, she said, this time with a wink herself.
?Haha, arre bhabhi mein toh mazaak kar rha tha?chal ab tu toh kaam p nikal, late ho jayega nhi toh. Yeh kaagaz lo, isme saare bhabhi ka ghar ka rasta banaya hai meine kal baith k taaki aap k liye aasan ho?, he said and handed her a piece of paper that had a drawn map of all their houses with the names of the women to whom she was supposed to deliver milk. It was indeed quite helpful as otherwise purva wouldn?t have any way to figure that out.
?Arre yeh bohot achha bana hua hai Kabul, bohot dhanywaad?, she said. She then proceeded to give a peck on his cheek. ?Lo yeh tumhare liye?, she said once again winking at him.
Kabul blushed at her kiss. ?Arre yeh kis baat ki bhabhi, bohot dhanywaad tere ko ki roj subah aise darshan milega mujhe tera?, he said and suggestively gawked at her huge tits. Of course, the size of the bra made her boobs look spectacular. Her underboob was a great finish to all the lust that she emanated from her breasts and no one was sure to miss such a busty figure roaming around in such a tiny bra.
purva then proceeded to fill both the cans with milk. After doing so she hopped on to the cycle making sure that her skirt was completely under her ass, lest she show off all her behind to everyone. She then waved her hands to Kabul and said, ?bye Kabul?.
She started to cycle, and realized the change in her life. She was now officially a doodhwali for the slum people. Her job was to make lives easier for them, so that they no longer had to wait in the queue. It was so erotic that her humiliation was carried out in such a way that it was beneficial to all the women in the slums, the same bunch of women who completely destroyed her and humiliated her the other day right in front of the milk booth. As she cycled the cool air of the morning was hitting at her exposed pussy. The skirt was flying up completely exposing her pussy, so she had to make sure she had one hand on her skirt. purva was on time on her first day as the doodhwali for the slums.
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