15-10-2021, 04:28 PM
“Mooh band kar iska!” Fahim thundered and the very next moment, I felt a tight slap land on my face.
Tejinder’s fat hand just landed on my face and I fell down from the sheer force of the slap. Tejinder did his job well, I did stop shouting but only because I was almost knocked out with that slap.
There was a black out for a few seconds before I started to get some sense back. The stinging sound was still echoing in my ear and my cheek felt hot. I touched it gently and it hurt. I was sure it had turned red with hand marks from it because that’s how hard the slap was.
“Tujhe hum abhi maar sakte hai. Bohot murder karke jail gaye hai. List mein ek aur naam jodke koi fark nahi padega.” Tejinder said before gripping my hair and pulling me up. I moaned in pain as he yanked my hair.
“Kapde utaar iske.” Fahim ordered and Tejinder got to the job immediately. I felt his hand land on my shirt and pull it hard.
“Noo...Please nooooo...” I burst out into tears as I tried stopping Tejinder from disrobing me. He pulled harder and I resisted till a point where he yanked it so hard that the shirt ripped.
Completely destroyed, the shirt fell off my body and I instinctively covered myself. Tejinder didn’t give me a chance be pushed my arms aside, dug his hand into my bra and yanked it hard. With a loud snap, the bra gave way to and my ample breasts bounced out of confinement.
I screamed but then I felt his hand land hard on my cheek but not as hard as the last time. It had the desired effect of shutting me up but I continued sobbing. By now I had given up and Tejinder didn’t take my time to take off my shorts and panties and throw them away.
“Bistar mein daal isko.” Fahim ordered. Tejinder promptly picked me up in his arms, walked over to the side of the bed and threw me on the bed. I groaned as I made a hard landing on the bed.
I was moaning in pain, holding my back after that nasty fall. Meanwhile, Tejnder had opened Rohan’s closet and had started going through all his stuff. I thought he was looking for money or something valuable but a few moments later he stopped and turned around. He had a bunch of Rohan’s ties in his hands.
At first I was confused but then when he came over to the side of the bed and grabbed my arm, it was abundantly clear what he wanted to do. I tried to wrestle my arm free from his grip but he pulled it hard against the head board of the bed and pinned it. Then he tied that arm to the leg of the bed using one of
Rohan’s expensive silk ties. He quickly walked over to the other side of the bed and tied my other hand too.
“Please…paise, gehene, sab lelo lekin mujhe jaane do...Please...” I pleaded to them but they turned a deaf ear to my please.
With me tied up in the bed, I expected them to go through everything in the house. There was some money in my closet and some jewelry in the safe in Rohan’s closet but besides that there wasn’t much in the house handy enough to steal.
But they just stood there quietly, watching my naked body spread out naked on my bed. Fahim put his hand inside his pocket and fished out a pack of bidis. He handed one to Tejinder and took one for himself. He fished out a matchbox from his pocket and lit both their cigarettes. Soon the closed room was full of smoke and stench from the bidis.
They threw the burned out bidis on the floor before Fahim walked over and switched off the lights. This was really strange. They were neither stealing or looting anything or neither were they forcing themselves on me. A part of me was relieved at this but there was a part of me which was terrified of their erratic behaviour. Perhaps this was the calm before the storm.
I felt the bed rustle as the men lied down next to me. As my eyes got used to the dark, I realised that Fahim was lying to my left and Tejinder was to my right.
“Tujhe nanga kiya hai taaki tu bhaag na jaye.” Tejinder explained. I cringed in disgust as his dirty smelly mouth came close to mine.
What the fuck was I supposed to do now? I was tied up tight, was naked in bed with two criminals. Even though I missed Rohan at that very moment, I also thought it was good that he was out of town right now. If he found me like this, he would lose it. I had to get out of this mess!
I was wide awake while the men were quite; I thought they had fallen asleep. How could I sleep like this in such a situation? I counted every second for the sun to rise, for my eyes to open and for the nightmare to end.
Just then, I felt a hand crawl up my thigh. At first I stiffened up then then started kicking my legs violently.
I realised it was Tejinder’s hand. It slowly moved from my thigh up to my hip and then settled on my flat stomach. The hand then slowly moved to my waist before grabbing a handful of my flesh and squeezing it. I trembled and froze. I thrashed my legs trying to get his hand off me but then he put his heavy leg over mine. Under the weight of his massive leg, I couldn’t help but stay still.
His hand moved from my waist and stopped over my navel. I felt his thick finger inside my deep navel. I thrashed as the finger fidgeted with my navel. I had closed my eyes and had pursed my mouth tight, trying to endure this nightmare.
The fidgeting stopped as he moved his hand up. I trembled and shook, trying to shake his hand off but it steadily moved up.
“Mmmmmmpppp…Noooooo….” I whimpered as he cupped my right breast and gave it a squeeze. I wanted to die right there. I wish they would simply kill me.
My breasts were a handful even for Rohan but in Tejinder’s freakishly large hands, they felt like two small melons. His hand switched from one breast to the other; cupping them, squeezing them and pinching my nipples.
“Ummm...hmmpfff...” I whimpered trying very hard not to moan. The moans were a mix of pain and agony. I was breathing heavily and whimpering occasionally as Tejinder expertly handled my breasts. I was utterly shocked seeing nipples had gotten erect. As much as I was resisting this mentally, my body was acting in its own way.
Tejinder continued playing with my breasts, cupping them, weighing them in his hand, squeezing them. He was paying a little too much attention to my nipples; Moving the tip of his finger on my areola a few times before pinching my engorged, turgid nipple.
Even if I hated these two for doing this to me, I hated myself even more. I hated the fact that I was getting aroused even when I wanted to run away. I was sobbing, my eyes were closed and my head and turned sideways to avoid seeing all that was happening down there.
Rohan, my husband, was the only man to ever see me naked. His hands were the only pair of hands that had touched my naked breasts. He was my husband and I let him touch my willingly. I let him take off my clothes when he made love to me. I loved him and he loved me. He owned my body and soul. But after this thug had touched and defiled my body, I couldn’t imagine facing Rohan. How could I let this happen to me?
This rush of emotion had distracted me from what was happening. It took me a few moments to realise that Tejinder had stopped. I opened my eyes and look down to see his mouth hovering just above my erect nipple. I gasped in horror!
“No..Nahi…Please nahi…chhodo mujhe..” I pleaded. He stopped and looked up at me.
“Please..Please bheek mangti hoon…Please nahi….Aaaaahhhhh…” My plea was cut short with a gasp as Tejinder’s mouth engulfed my nipple.
I groaned and thrashed wildly, desperately trying to free myself. I pulled on the tie trying to tear them. I wanted to push him off me and jump off the balcony. But I just couldn’t do anything besides cry and thrash.
I took a sharp breath and arched my back as I felt his mouth close in on my nipple. I clutched the ties tightly and bit my lower lip, desperately trying not to scream. Tejinder’s hand was now playing with my other breast, slowly rubbing my nipple between his two fingers.
My body was trembling and thrashing from the jolts of this undesired pleasure pulsing through my body. I finally dared to open my eyes and look down and the sight made me shiver. Tejinder was hungrily sucking on my breast. His mouth was latched firmly on my nipple, pulling it with his mouth. I could feel his warm, heavy breath of my soft skin.
His turbaned head and his bearded face was blocking the view to some extent but I could make out the his thick, dry lips sucking my nipples. In the dead silence of the night I could hear the smacking and sucking noises his mouth made as he sucked on my nipple like a baby.
His hand was on my waist, squeezing my soft flesh, his nails digging in to it. His hand snaked around my back, wrapped itself around my lower back and he raised me, allowing more of my breast to sneak into his mouth.
He sneaked his hand down to my butt and squeezed it, digging his sharp nails in to the flesh. I screamed from the pain. He squeezed and caressed my ass, feeling its softness, its curvature. His finger sneaked into the butt crack. I clenched my butt cheeks reflexively as I felt his finger probe my butt hole. He rubbed my butt hole with this thick rough finger and my body shivered.
He pulled back from my butt but his mouth was still latched on to my breast, hungrily sucking on it. His hand swiftly moved from my butt to my crotch, cupping it. I yelled and closed my legs tight but that only helped him cup my pussy tighter. My legs were tightly closed around his hands which made it difficult for him to manoeuvre. He wiggled his hand out immediately grabbed my knee to pull my legs apart.
I held my leg together tightly, seeing this as the last chance to save my modesty. He tried to pull my knee but I persisted. He grabbed my knee and then I felt another hand on left knee. I looked to my left to see Fahim was now sitting up and his hand was on my knee. Both men held my knee tight and pulled them apart. Despite of all the strength I could muster, they both pulled my knees apart effortlessly.
The moment my legs were spread, Tejinder’s hand reached my pussy. He pinched my clit and rolled it in his fingers. I groaned as an unbelievable surge of pure pleasure coursed through my body. He ran his finger along the length of my pussy before he let out a chuckle.
“Itne nakhre kar rahi hai lekin iski choot bohot geeli hai.” He said.
Fahim waiting for his turn immediately rubbed my wet cunt and nodded in agreement. I was so embarrassed that two strangers, escaped convicts were inspecting my pussy. I had been shy enough to not even let Rohan do or say something like that in all these years of our marriage.
Fahim was surprisingly gentle in his approach, rubbing my wet cunt gently, running his fingers along its length. He pressed his finger against my clit and I drew a sharp breath. My audible reaction wasn’t unnoticed.
“Abe yeh bade ghar ki aurate sab dikhava karti hai sharafat ka…andar se sab randiya hoti hai.” Fahim said as his finger was poised to penetrate me.
“Who baar baar naa kahenge lekin kutte kar chudwayenge bhi.” He said before pushing his finger inside my pussy.
“Hawwww….” I moaned and arched my back. I clenched my fists tightly as the jolt of raw pleasure surged through my body.
I could feel his knuckles touch my pussy; his finger completely inside me. I was panting and crying in a mix of pleasure and panic.
“Poori zindagi inhe yeh nakhre natak sikhaye jate hai…lekin 5 minute mein saari akad bahar nikal sakte hai” He said, drawing his finger out slowly. I shuddered even as he withdrew and then braced myself for the penetration.
“Yeh ameer aurate pyaaz ki tarah hoti hai. Ek ek satah cheeloge to andar ki randi dikh jayegi.” He said as he pushed his finger back inside me, evoking the same response from me.
He ended the lecture and started fingering me, first slowly but upping the pace gradually. I pursed my lips tight, trying not to moan. I could feel his thick, rough finger probing my insides as he twisted and turned his finger expertly.
My breasts heaved up and down with each deep and heavy breath. I had closed my eyes and my mouth, determined not to fall but as his fingering got faster, my determination got weaker.
In the quiet of the night, I could hear the squelching sound my wet pussy made as his finger smoothly slid in and out. Soon Fahim settled in to a steady rhythm; his finger slid in and out of me with ease from all the lubrication. Tejinder was back to sucking my breasts, sucking on one while mauling the other.
Tejinder’s fat hand just landed on my face and I fell down from the sheer force of the slap. Tejinder did his job well, I did stop shouting but only because I was almost knocked out with that slap.
There was a black out for a few seconds before I started to get some sense back. The stinging sound was still echoing in my ear and my cheek felt hot. I touched it gently and it hurt. I was sure it had turned red with hand marks from it because that’s how hard the slap was.
“Tujhe hum abhi maar sakte hai. Bohot murder karke jail gaye hai. List mein ek aur naam jodke koi fark nahi padega.” Tejinder said before gripping my hair and pulling me up. I moaned in pain as he yanked my hair.
“Kapde utaar iske.” Fahim ordered and Tejinder got to the job immediately. I felt his hand land on my shirt and pull it hard.
“Noo...Please nooooo...” I burst out into tears as I tried stopping Tejinder from disrobing me. He pulled harder and I resisted till a point where he yanked it so hard that the shirt ripped.
Completely destroyed, the shirt fell off my body and I instinctively covered myself. Tejinder didn’t give me a chance be pushed my arms aside, dug his hand into my bra and yanked it hard. With a loud snap, the bra gave way to and my ample breasts bounced out of confinement.
I screamed but then I felt his hand land hard on my cheek but not as hard as the last time. It had the desired effect of shutting me up but I continued sobbing. By now I had given up and Tejinder didn’t take my time to take off my shorts and panties and throw them away.
“Bistar mein daal isko.” Fahim ordered. Tejinder promptly picked me up in his arms, walked over to the side of the bed and threw me on the bed. I groaned as I made a hard landing on the bed.
I was moaning in pain, holding my back after that nasty fall. Meanwhile, Tejnder had opened Rohan’s closet and had started going through all his stuff. I thought he was looking for money or something valuable but a few moments later he stopped and turned around. He had a bunch of Rohan’s ties in his hands.
At first I was confused but then when he came over to the side of the bed and grabbed my arm, it was abundantly clear what he wanted to do. I tried to wrestle my arm free from his grip but he pulled it hard against the head board of the bed and pinned it. Then he tied that arm to the leg of the bed using one of
Rohan’s expensive silk ties. He quickly walked over to the other side of the bed and tied my other hand too.
“Please…paise, gehene, sab lelo lekin mujhe jaane do...Please...” I pleaded to them but they turned a deaf ear to my please.
With me tied up in the bed, I expected them to go through everything in the house. There was some money in my closet and some jewelry in the safe in Rohan’s closet but besides that there wasn’t much in the house handy enough to steal.
But they just stood there quietly, watching my naked body spread out naked on my bed. Fahim put his hand inside his pocket and fished out a pack of bidis. He handed one to Tejinder and took one for himself. He fished out a matchbox from his pocket and lit both their cigarettes. Soon the closed room was full of smoke and stench from the bidis.
They threw the burned out bidis on the floor before Fahim walked over and switched off the lights. This was really strange. They were neither stealing or looting anything or neither were they forcing themselves on me. A part of me was relieved at this but there was a part of me which was terrified of their erratic behaviour. Perhaps this was the calm before the storm.
I felt the bed rustle as the men lied down next to me. As my eyes got used to the dark, I realised that Fahim was lying to my left and Tejinder was to my right.
“Tujhe nanga kiya hai taaki tu bhaag na jaye.” Tejinder explained. I cringed in disgust as his dirty smelly mouth came close to mine.
What the fuck was I supposed to do now? I was tied up tight, was naked in bed with two criminals. Even though I missed Rohan at that very moment, I also thought it was good that he was out of town right now. If he found me like this, he would lose it. I had to get out of this mess!
I was wide awake while the men were quite; I thought they had fallen asleep. How could I sleep like this in such a situation? I counted every second for the sun to rise, for my eyes to open and for the nightmare to end.
Just then, I felt a hand crawl up my thigh. At first I stiffened up then then started kicking my legs violently.
I realised it was Tejinder’s hand. It slowly moved from my thigh up to my hip and then settled on my flat stomach. The hand then slowly moved to my waist before grabbing a handful of my flesh and squeezing it. I trembled and froze. I thrashed my legs trying to get his hand off me but then he put his heavy leg over mine. Under the weight of his massive leg, I couldn’t help but stay still.
His hand moved from my waist and stopped over my navel. I felt his thick finger inside my deep navel. I thrashed as the finger fidgeted with my navel. I had closed my eyes and had pursed my mouth tight, trying to endure this nightmare.
The fidgeting stopped as he moved his hand up. I trembled and shook, trying to shake his hand off but it steadily moved up.
“Mmmmmmpppp…Noooooo….” I whimpered as he cupped my right breast and gave it a squeeze. I wanted to die right there. I wish they would simply kill me.
My breasts were a handful even for Rohan but in Tejinder’s freakishly large hands, they felt like two small melons. His hand switched from one breast to the other; cupping them, squeezing them and pinching my nipples.
“Ummm...hmmpfff...” I whimpered trying very hard not to moan. The moans were a mix of pain and agony. I was breathing heavily and whimpering occasionally as Tejinder expertly handled my breasts. I was utterly shocked seeing nipples had gotten erect. As much as I was resisting this mentally, my body was acting in its own way.
Tejinder continued playing with my breasts, cupping them, weighing them in his hand, squeezing them. He was paying a little too much attention to my nipples; Moving the tip of his finger on my areola a few times before pinching my engorged, turgid nipple.
Even if I hated these two for doing this to me, I hated myself even more. I hated the fact that I was getting aroused even when I wanted to run away. I was sobbing, my eyes were closed and my head and turned sideways to avoid seeing all that was happening down there.
Rohan, my husband, was the only man to ever see me naked. His hands were the only pair of hands that had touched my naked breasts. He was my husband and I let him touch my willingly. I let him take off my clothes when he made love to me. I loved him and he loved me. He owned my body and soul. But after this thug had touched and defiled my body, I couldn’t imagine facing Rohan. How could I let this happen to me?
This rush of emotion had distracted me from what was happening. It took me a few moments to realise that Tejinder had stopped. I opened my eyes and look down to see his mouth hovering just above my erect nipple. I gasped in horror!
“No..Nahi…Please nahi…chhodo mujhe..” I pleaded. He stopped and looked up at me.
“Please..Please bheek mangti hoon…Please nahi….Aaaaahhhhh…” My plea was cut short with a gasp as Tejinder’s mouth engulfed my nipple.
I groaned and thrashed wildly, desperately trying to free myself. I pulled on the tie trying to tear them. I wanted to push him off me and jump off the balcony. But I just couldn’t do anything besides cry and thrash.
I took a sharp breath and arched my back as I felt his mouth close in on my nipple. I clutched the ties tightly and bit my lower lip, desperately trying not to scream. Tejinder’s hand was now playing with my other breast, slowly rubbing my nipple between his two fingers.
My body was trembling and thrashing from the jolts of this undesired pleasure pulsing through my body. I finally dared to open my eyes and look down and the sight made me shiver. Tejinder was hungrily sucking on my breast. His mouth was latched firmly on my nipple, pulling it with his mouth. I could feel his warm, heavy breath of my soft skin.
His turbaned head and his bearded face was blocking the view to some extent but I could make out the his thick, dry lips sucking my nipples. In the dead silence of the night I could hear the smacking and sucking noises his mouth made as he sucked on my nipple like a baby.
His hand was on my waist, squeezing my soft flesh, his nails digging in to it. His hand snaked around my back, wrapped itself around my lower back and he raised me, allowing more of my breast to sneak into his mouth.
He sneaked his hand down to my butt and squeezed it, digging his sharp nails in to the flesh. I screamed from the pain. He squeezed and caressed my ass, feeling its softness, its curvature. His finger sneaked into the butt crack. I clenched my butt cheeks reflexively as I felt his finger probe my butt hole. He rubbed my butt hole with this thick rough finger and my body shivered.
He pulled back from my butt but his mouth was still latched on to my breast, hungrily sucking on it. His hand swiftly moved from my butt to my crotch, cupping it. I yelled and closed my legs tight but that only helped him cup my pussy tighter. My legs were tightly closed around his hands which made it difficult for him to manoeuvre. He wiggled his hand out immediately grabbed my knee to pull my legs apart.
I held my leg together tightly, seeing this as the last chance to save my modesty. He tried to pull my knee but I persisted. He grabbed my knee and then I felt another hand on left knee. I looked to my left to see Fahim was now sitting up and his hand was on my knee. Both men held my knee tight and pulled them apart. Despite of all the strength I could muster, they both pulled my knees apart effortlessly.
The moment my legs were spread, Tejinder’s hand reached my pussy. He pinched my clit and rolled it in his fingers. I groaned as an unbelievable surge of pure pleasure coursed through my body. He ran his finger along the length of my pussy before he let out a chuckle.
“Itne nakhre kar rahi hai lekin iski choot bohot geeli hai.” He said.
Fahim waiting for his turn immediately rubbed my wet cunt and nodded in agreement. I was so embarrassed that two strangers, escaped convicts were inspecting my pussy. I had been shy enough to not even let Rohan do or say something like that in all these years of our marriage.
Fahim was surprisingly gentle in his approach, rubbing my wet cunt gently, running his fingers along its length. He pressed his finger against my clit and I drew a sharp breath. My audible reaction wasn’t unnoticed.
“Abe yeh bade ghar ki aurate sab dikhava karti hai sharafat ka…andar se sab randiya hoti hai.” Fahim said as his finger was poised to penetrate me.
“Who baar baar naa kahenge lekin kutte kar chudwayenge bhi.” He said before pushing his finger inside my pussy.
“Hawwww….” I moaned and arched my back. I clenched my fists tightly as the jolt of raw pleasure surged through my body.
I could feel his knuckles touch my pussy; his finger completely inside me. I was panting and crying in a mix of pleasure and panic.
“Poori zindagi inhe yeh nakhre natak sikhaye jate hai…lekin 5 minute mein saari akad bahar nikal sakte hai” He said, drawing his finger out slowly. I shuddered even as he withdrew and then braced myself for the penetration.
“Yeh ameer aurate pyaaz ki tarah hoti hai. Ek ek satah cheeloge to andar ki randi dikh jayegi.” He said as he pushed his finger back inside me, evoking the same response from me.
He ended the lecture and started fingering me, first slowly but upping the pace gradually. I pursed my lips tight, trying not to moan. I could feel his thick, rough finger probing my insides as he twisted and turned his finger expertly.
My breasts heaved up and down with each deep and heavy breath. I had closed my eyes and my mouth, determined not to fall but as his fingering got faster, my determination got weaker.
In the quiet of the night, I could hear the squelching sound my wet pussy made as his finger smoothly slid in and out. Soon Fahim settled in to a steady rhythm; his finger slid in and out of me with ease from all the lubrication. Tejinder was back to sucking my breasts, sucking on one while mauling the other.
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