19-04-2019, 10:29 PM
MY WIFE AND MY SERVENT
PART4
My wife started dialing a number, most likely to the nearby security officer station. I didn’t know what she was going to complain. Gopal kept staring for a second or two and then on an impulse, he lunged forward and snatched the phone away from my wife’s hands.
My wife had a look of disbelief on her face at what Gopal had done. She seemed so angry that she couldn’t even speak and slapped Gopal on his face.
The slap shocked Gopal. He put his hand on the cheek where he got slapped.
I was a mute spectator to the proceedings in my own house. I was riveted to the cam window. It was almost like watching a movie, only that it was happening in real and my wife was involved in it.
“Tumhe dus saal ke liye jail bhijwaoongi” my wife screamed.”Abhi ghar se nikal jao”
(I will get you imprisoned for ten years. Right now, you get out of the house)
Gopal didn’t react to her words, but just stood there. He wasn’t pleading or imploring anymore, but stood there silently holding his cheek.
“Bola na, abhi nikal jao, yahan khade kya ho” My wife repeated again, but this time a bit shakily, rather than angrily. I could sense fear in her voice. I was not able to see Gopal’s face, but she could.
(“I told you to get out of the house. What are you standing here for ?”)
Gopal still didn’t react and stood silently. And then suddenly he pulled hard at the phone bringing the phone wires off the wall. He pulled a few more times and the wire snapped.
This brought out a scream from my wife – a scream of fear. But not for long as Gopal jumped towards her and covered her mouth.
My wife’s muffled sounds were coming through his hands as she struggled to set herself free from his grip.
Seeing this turn of events, I was suddenly afraid. I had never ever felt threatened by Gopal, but now I was very concerned about my wife’s well being.
Anupama was violently moving sideways, trying to free herself. By now our servant had gripped her with both his hands. Though he wasn’t big made, he was clearly much stronger than my wife.
I was contemplating calling the security officer myself; when I noticed that in the tussle, my wife’s loosely worn sari had slipped down from her shoulder, exposing her blouse
And it didn’t escape Gopal’s notice either. Though I couldn’t see his face, as his back was facing me by now, I could see his head had dropped lower as if looking at my wife’s bosom.
Taking advantage of Gopal’s momentarily loosened grip, Anupama tried to scream for help but was silenced by a slap from Gopal. I was in a state of confusion. On one hand, my wife’s exposed blouse in front of our servant was turning me on, but on the other hand his audacity to hurt my wife was making my blood boil with anger. If I were there, I would have surely thrashed Gopal. I was considering whether I should rush home or call the security officer.
Tears were rolling down my wife’s cheeks as the slap had subdued my wife’s scream to a whimper.
“Tum… tum chale jao, main pp..security officer ko nahi boloongi. Koi complaint nai karoongi. Bas abhi tum chale jao, mujhe tang mat karo” Anupama pleaded with him
(“Please go away. I won’t call the security officer or make any complaint. Just don’t harass me now”)
My wife was so helpless and I was feeling the same.
“Let me lay my hands on Gopal and I will kill him for sure” I thought angrily.
“Ek thapad diya to seedhi ho gayi hai na , saali randi” Gopal barked
("You have straightened after the slap, you whore")
“Gopal, tumhe achanak kya ho gaya hai” my wife said “Please abhi chale jao. Main haath jorti hoon”
("Gopal, what’s suddenly happened to you. I am telling you with folded hands to go away")
Experiencing an authorative and superior position for the first time, Gopal seemed to be enjoying it . He placed his hands on my wife's blouse covered breasts, which instantly Anupama pushed it away and began to scream for help.
“Bachao..ba…” But before she could finish her cries for help, a hard slap threw her against the wall.
“Saali randi, chilayegee to galaa kaat doonga” Gopal warned menacingly.
(“You whore, if you scream I will slit your throat”)
I could never imagine the usually soft spoken Gopal could turn out to be so dangerous and intimidating.
Her body seemed to going weak with fear, as she began to slump against the wall. She was trying to stick close to it, as if wanting to merge with the wall and not be seen.
Gopal took a step forward towards my wife and held her by her hair. My wife’s grimaced with pain and she tried to unsuccessfully pull her hair away from his grip.
He began to drag my wife with her hair, as extreme pain was visible on her awkwardly bent face.
After pulling her close to the bed, Gopal pushed her onto it with a strong shove.
My wife fell on the bed hard on her back.
“Gopal , kya kar rahe ho ?” My wife asked very alarmed sensing his intentions.” Tum paagal ho gaye ho kya”
(“Gopal, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?”)
Till now my wife was thinking that Gopal was furious and wanted to hit her and didn’t imagine that he would try anything more. She couldn’t imagine that the Gopal would ever try to bang her, but the reality was dawning on her now.
Anupama began to wildly lash out with her legs and hands.
Choro mujhe, Choro mujhe” my wife kept screaming and she tried to kick him.
(“Leave me, leave me”)
Unable to control her, Gopal hit her with a flurry of hard slaps.
Even I winced at the ferocity of the slaps. It must have pained her a lot. But somehow I was frozen and glued to the cam, neither able to rush home, nor call the security officer.
But I was surprised to see my wife was still not giving up and was putting up a strong fight. However, it only invited even more harder slaps from Gopal, almost like punches.
The force of the slaps felled her to the bed, crying and whimpering.
“Please, Gopal, Pleease Gopal, chordo mujhe, chordo mujhe” My wife pleaded amid her sobs, as she lay collapsed on her back on the bed.
(“Please Gopal, please leave me”)
“Kuch kiya to sahab (that’s me) tumhe nahin chorenge” My wife added her own bit of threat as she struggled to raise herself off the bed.
(“If you do anything, my husband will not spare you”)
But her pleas and threats fell on deaf ears. Gopal was like a man possessed. I could see madness and lust in his eyes.
Before my wife could lift herself off the bed, Gopal climbed onto the bed and on top of my wife, with his legs on either side of my wife’s thighs. Seeing Gopal get closer to implementing his evil intentions, she again began to fight back with all her strength. This time she slapped him on his face and then tried to hurt his groin with her knees. But it didn’t have much of an impact on Gopal except angering him further. And I almost predicted his reaction - hard slaps and punches. Though hurt and in pain, my wife kept throwing punches at Gopal, very well knowing it would be inviting violent retaliation. I was amazed to see her courage and will to fight. But Gopal was in no mood to give in either. He used all his force to pin her legs and hands down to the bed. Unable to move, Anupama began to wieldy lash her head to and from, making Gopal’s progress difficult. He left her hands free for a moment and punched her hard across the face. I am sure that kind of force would have knocked me out too. For Gopal, it seemed to have the desired effect, as for a few seconds my wife appeared to have been stunned into silence. She was unable to even move, let alone resist. I could see blood trickling down my wife’s chin from her lips. The sight made me feel very guilty – that I was just watching it all happen and did nothing. But as I said, I was frozen and glued to the camera window.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
PART4
My wife started dialing a number, most likely to the nearby security officer station. I didn’t know what she was going to complain. Gopal kept staring for a second or two and then on an impulse, he lunged forward and snatched the phone away from my wife’s hands.
My wife had a look of disbelief on her face at what Gopal had done. She seemed so angry that she couldn’t even speak and slapped Gopal on his face.
The slap shocked Gopal. He put his hand on the cheek where he got slapped.
I was a mute spectator to the proceedings in my own house. I was riveted to the cam window. It was almost like watching a movie, only that it was happening in real and my wife was involved in it.
“Tumhe dus saal ke liye jail bhijwaoongi” my wife screamed.”Abhi ghar se nikal jao”
(I will get you imprisoned for ten years. Right now, you get out of the house)
Gopal didn’t react to her words, but just stood there. He wasn’t pleading or imploring anymore, but stood there silently holding his cheek.
“Bola na, abhi nikal jao, yahan khade kya ho” My wife repeated again, but this time a bit shakily, rather than angrily. I could sense fear in her voice. I was not able to see Gopal’s face, but she could.
(“I told you to get out of the house. What are you standing here for ?”)
Gopal still didn’t react and stood silently. And then suddenly he pulled hard at the phone bringing the phone wires off the wall. He pulled a few more times and the wire snapped.
This brought out a scream from my wife – a scream of fear. But not for long as Gopal jumped towards her and covered her mouth.
My wife’s muffled sounds were coming through his hands as she struggled to set herself free from his grip.
Seeing this turn of events, I was suddenly afraid. I had never ever felt threatened by Gopal, but now I was very concerned about my wife’s well being.
Anupama was violently moving sideways, trying to free herself. By now our servant had gripped her with both his hands. Though he wasn’t big made, he was clearly much stronger than my wife.
I was contemplating calling the security officer myself; when I noticed that in the tussle, my wife’s loosely worn sari had slipped down from her shoulder, exposing her blouse
And it didn’t escape Gopal’s notice either. Though I couldn’t see his face, as his back was facing me by now, I could see his head had dropped lower as if looking at my wife’s bosom.
Taking advantage of Gopal’s momentarily loosened grip, Anupama tried to scream for help but was silenced by a slap from Gopal. I was in a state of confusion. On one hand, my wife’s exposed blouse in front of our servant was turning me on, but on the other hand his audacity to hurt my wife was making my blood boil with anger. If I were there, I would have surely thrashed Gopal. I was considering whether I should rush home or call the security officer.
Tears were rolling down my wife’s cheeks as the slap had subdued my wife’s scream to a whimper.
“Tum… tum chale jao, main pp..security officer ko nahi boloongi. Koi complaint nai karoongi. Bas abhi tum chale jao, mujhe tang mat karo” Anupama pleaded with him
(“Please go away. I won’t call the security officer or make any complaint. Just don’t harass me now”)
My wife was so helpless and I was feeling the same.
“Let me lay my hands on Gopal and I will kill him for sure” I thought angrily.
“Ek thapad diya to seedhi ho gayi hai na , saali randi” Gopal barked
("You have straightened after the slap, you whore")
“Gopal, tumhe achanak kya ho gaya hai” my wife said “Please abhi chale jao. Main haath jorti hoon”
("Gopal, what’s suddenly happened to you. I am telling you with folded hands to go away")
Experiencing an authorative and superior position for the first time, Gopal seemed to be enjoying it . He placed his hands on my wife's blouse covered breasts, which instantly Anupama pushed it away and began to scream for help.
“Bachao..ba…” But before she could finish her cries for help, a hard slap threw her against the wall.
“Saali randi, chilayegee to galaa kaat doonga” Gopal warned menacingly.
(“You whore, if you scream I will slit your throat”)
I could never imagine the usually soft spoken Gopal could turn out to be so dangerous and intimidating.
Her body seemed to going weak with fear, as she began to slump against the wall. She was trying to stick close to it, as if wanting to merge with the wall and not be seen.
Gopal took a step forward towards my wife and held her by her hair. My wife’s grimaced with pain and she tried to unsuccessfully pull her hair away from his grip.
He began to drag my wife with her hair, as extreme pain was visible on her awkwardly bent face.
After pulling her close to the bed, Gopal pushed her onto it with a strong shove.
My wife fell on the bed hard on her back.
“Gopal , kya kar rahe ho ?” My wife asked very alarmed sensing his intentions.” Tum paagal ho gaye ho kya”
(“Gopal, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?”)
Till now my wife was thinking that Gopal was furious and wanted to hit her and didn’t imagine that he would try anything more. She couldn’t imagine that the Gopal would ever try to bang her, but the reality was dawning on her now.
Anupama began to wildly lash out with her legs and hands.
Choro mujhe, Choro mujhe” my wife kept screaming and she tried to kick him.
(“Leave me, leave me”)
Unable to control her, Gopal hit her with a flurry of hard slaps.
Even I winced at the ferocity of the slaps. It must have pained her a lot. But somehow I was frozen and glued to the cam, neither able to rush home, nor call the security officer.
But I was surprised to see my wife was still not giving up and was putting up a strong fight. However, it only invited even more harder slaps from Gopal, almost like punches.
The force of the slaps felled her to the bed, crying and whimpering.
“Please, Gopal, Pleease Gopal, chordo mujhe, chordo mujhe” My wife pleaded amid her sobs, as she lay collapsed on her back on the bed.
(“Please Gopal, please leave me”)
“Kuch kiya to sahab (that’s me) tumhe nahin chorenge” My wife added her own bit of threat as she struggled to raise herself off the bed.
(“If you do anything, my husband will not spare you”)
But her pleas and threats fell on deaf ears. Gopal was like a man possessed. I could see madness and lust in his eyes.
Before my wife could lift herself off the bed, Gopal climbed onto the bed and on top of my wife, with his legs on either side of my wife’s thighs. Seeing Gopal get closer to implementing his evil intentions, she again began to fight back with all her strength. This time she slapped him on his face and then tried to hurt his groin with her knees. But it didn’t have much of an impact on Gopal except angering him further. And I almost predicted his reaction - hard slaps and punches. Though hurt and in pain, my wife kept throwing punches at Gopal, very well knowing it would be inviting violent retaliation. I was amazed to see her courage and will to fight. But Gopal was in no mood to give in either. He used all his force to pin her legs and hands down to the bed. Unable to move, Anupama began to wieldy lash her head to and from, making Gopal’s progress difficult. He left her hands free for a moment and punched her hard across the face. I am sure that kind of force would have knocked me out too. For Gopal, it seemed to have the desired effect, as for a few seconds my wife appeared to have been stunned into silence. She was unable to even move, let alone resist. I could see blood trickling down my wife’s chin from her lips. The sight made me feel very guilty – that I was just watching it all happen and did nothing. But as I said, I was frozen and glued to the camera window.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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