12-01-2022, 11:40 PM
The men turned her on her belly to gain access to her ass. The trail of the wetness of her pussy was coating her anus already. One man inserted a finger, and it slid in easily due to her wetness, then he inserted another finger and wiggled around to open up her ass for a fuck. The other two men started playing with her nipples and clit. When they were sure her ass could accommodate a cock, they gently lifted her and made her impale a ass on a cock. She moaned as she felt the invasion. The camera zoomed in on her anus getting stretched to accommodate a cock. As the man made her bounce on his cock, another man skilfully teased her clit making her desperate again. Her pussy felt empty and craved for a cock.
She grabbed the man's shoulders trying to pull him close. She held his cock and brought it closer to her pussy.
"Please....fuck!" she muttered in desperation.
"You want two cocks in you at once, you little slut?" he asked.
"Two, three, four, more! more! more!" she said giggling.
The man smiled and entered her wet pussy. The feeling of fullness was heavenly. The third man now held his cock to her cum stained face. She eagerly took the entire length in her mouth and the camera beautifully captured her pleasure having all her holes filled and pounded. She continued moaning as loud as she could with a cock in her mouth.
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Mithila was tearful and totally shamed of what she saw in the video. She could hardly believe that she could get that slutty under the influence of a drug. She was indeed sex starved due to Anshul staying away for months but she never imagined she was capable of something like that. What worried her the most is that she confessed to cheating on him. That would certainly break his heart.
Armaan smirked seeing her pitiful condition and made a phone call. The video was still playing on the screen
"Yes, tell him his wife want to talk to him" Armaan spoke to someone and put the phone on speaker.
Anshul: Mithila, what is happening?
Mithila: Honey, are you OK?
Anshul: I am fine, but they've locked me up somewhere, where are you? Are you OK?
Mithila: I am fine honey, its all going to be fine.
Anshul: What have you done Mithila? Who was that man? Who is Pankhudi? What was he saying about you hurting someone's family?
Mithila started crying
Mithila: I'll explain everything later my love, just know that I love you a lot.
Armaan turned up the volume on the video, and now Mithila's loud moans were audible to her husband.
Anshul: What is that noise Mithila? Where the hell are you? What is happening?
Mithila: I am sorry Anshul, it is all my fault..
Armaan disconnected the call.
"Now Mithila," he said to her smiling wickedly, "Do you really want him to find out where that noise was coming from?"
"No, please no," she begged, "I'll do as you say, please don't ever show this to him...I love him..."
"Not just him," Armaan warned, "If you don't co-operate now, I will upload it on the internet for the whole world to see."
"Please don't..." she pleaded.
Mithila's phone began to ring in Armaan's pocket.
"Well, look who's calling!" Armaan said with a smile as he saw Meera's name of the screen.
He didn't answer. He put the phone aside. He helped Mithila sit up on the bed comfortably. After some time, she managed to calm down.
"Here's what we are going to do," Armaan instructed Mithila, "You are going to call her back and talk to her as you normally do. I want you to get as much information about Pankhudi as you can from her. If you co-operate, we will let you go alive. If you cry or give any hint that you've been captured, you are not going to like what happens."
Mithila nodded knowing she had no choice.
Armaan dialled her number and put her on speaker.
Meera: Hey Mithila, what's up? Did you reach Lonavala? I'm so sorry I'm disturbing you on a special day...uh can we talk a minute?
Mithila: No problem at all Meera, tell me, what's up?
Meera: Ah well, it's Pankhudi, she hasn't bled in two months...uh so I got this pregnancy test, turned out positive.
Mithila: What? How?
Meera: Mithila, c'mon! Do I have to teach biology to a doctor?
Mithila: I mean who is the father?
Meera: The hell I know! Actually, that's the fun part...she's been quite busy with cocks for a while now, it could be anyone.
Mithila: Meera...Are you seriously going to make her go through that?
Meera: Of I am, it is! You think I'm gonna feed her for free?
Mithila: So, what do you want from me?
Meera: Well uh, I don't know what is it about that girl, like some princess in wonderland. No matter what I do to her, she just doesn't break. She keeps dreaming about Armaan coming for her rescue...you know, the day he does find her, I want her all broken and messed up, but she's got one hell of a spirit.
Mithila: You still didn't say what you want from me.
Meera: Well, just wanted to ask you something. I was thinking of getting her hooked up on to a drug or something. I was thinking of all the fun I could have with her when she is addicted and begs for a shot, I all the thing I could make her do...so if I do that, would it, like, harm the baby? I mean, I don't want any arm to the baby, I want her to carry to full term and deliver that bastard child and see how much of that angel spirit remains intact.
Mithila: That's cruel Meera! And of course, its harmful for the baby, it's a no brainer!
Meera: That's sad, maybe something else then? Something you could prescribe that would like mess up her head? You know, if I wipe away all those sweet memories that she has about Armaan, and she will crumble in seconds.
Mithila: Do you even hear yourself Meera? You are sounding so sick right now! And no there is no prescription drug that is safe for use in a pregnant woman.
Meera: Okay...don't sweat! Jeez what has gotten into you? Why are you suddenly all good and preachy? I guess my fun experiment will have to wait then. Sorry if I bothered you. Have a happy anniversary! When are you going to be back?
Mithila looked at Armaan, wondering what to reply. Armaan hooked his index finger at her, gesturing the number "7". She understood and nodded.
Mithila: We are gonna be here for a week.
Meera: Wow, that's a long vacation for a pair of doctors!
Mithila: Yeah, you know, me and Anshul rarely get time together.
Meera: I know. Take care, ok? See you when you are back!
Meera hung up. Mithila had been holding back her tears, suddenly burst out crying.
"I am sorry Armaan," she said, "If I knew she was such a monster, I would have never helped her."
"Why point fingers?" he shrugged and said coldly, "We are all monsters here."
Armaan walked out of the room and Reyansh followed him, locking Mithila in the room.
"I need you to stay here and watch over her," he instructed Reyansh, "Use her as you please, but make sure to keep her alive."
"I will," Reyansh said.
Armaan started walking towards the door.
"Where are you going brother?" Reyansh asked.
"To find the bomber who made that bomb for Aarav," Armaan said.
"What about Neil?" Reyansh asked.
"I am getting him out of jail. He will join us soon," Armaan assured and left the house.
He got into his car and drove to Aarav's house. After about an hour, Armaan reached Aarav's house.
Aarav's wife Avantika opened the door for him. He felt sad looking at her condition. She was heartbroken due to her husband's death and was now left with a little boy to care for on her own.
"I am really sorry for what happened" Armaan said, "He was a good person, and a great surgeon."
"I still don't know why..." Avantika said as she wept silently.
"We are going to find out," Armaan said firmly, "Aarav deserves justice, we owe him that."
"I don't know Armaan," she said, "The culprit has been caught but that doesn't make me feel any better..."
"May I look at the CCTV footage of that night the parcel was delivered?" Armaan requested.
Avantika nodded and played the footage for him. It showed one man get out of a van and hand over the parcel to Aarav. The man's face and the registration plate of the van was clearly visible. Armaan paused the video and took a print out for his record.
"The security officer have caught this man," Avantika said, "His name is Shrikant Jadhav. The found some evidence in the form of raw materials needed for making a bomb in his house. He said, he did this because Aarav had performed a surgery on his mother Shakuntala and she died shortly after. He said he did this for revenge...Aarav was a good doctor. He would never hurt any patient. This man, they sentenced him for 10 years. He took the life of my loving husband and he will walk free in 10 years, just 10 years for ruining my life and Kiaan's! I want him to hang Armaan, I want him dead!"
She started sobbing bitterly. Armaan hugged her and tried to console her.
"We will appeal to a higher court for a stricter punishment. Count on me if you ever need anything. Aarav was a dear friend...and if there is anything, I can do to help you and Kiaan, anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask," he said.
Armaan left the house and got into his car with a picture of that man. He had never seen him before. He picked up his phone and made a phone call.
"Raghav, I am sending you a picture. I want all details about this man, what he does, where he lives, his family, everything," he said.
"What is this regarding?" Raghav asked.
"The bombing and suicide of Dr. Aarav. The man, Shrikant Jadhav, was a suspect and has confessed his crime. He is currently in jail, but somehow, I doubt his story. Something about the death of his mother Shakuntala Jadhav at the hospital after a surgery. Dig into it. I want the real story." Armaan said.
"Gimme 48 hours, I'll get you all the information you need," Raghav assured.
Contd....
She grabbed the man's shoulders trying to pull him close. She held his cock and brought it closer to her pussy.
"Please....fuck!" she muttered in desperation.
"You want two cocks in you at once, you little slut?" he asked.
"Two, three, four, more! more! more!" she said giggling.
The man smiled and entered her wet pussy. The feeling of fullness was heavenly. The third man now held his cock to her cum stained face. She eagerly took the entire length in her mouth and the camera beautifully captured her pleasure having all her holes filled and pounded. She continued moaning as loud as she could with a cock in her mouth.
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Mithila was tearful and totally shamed of what she saw in the video. She could hardly believe that she could get that slutty under the influence of a drug. She was indeed sex starved due to Anshul staying away for months but she never imagined she was capable of something like that. What worried her the most is that she confessed to cheating on him. That would certainly break his heart.
Armaan smirked seeing her pitiful condition and made a phone call. The video was still playing on the screen
"Yes, tell him his wife want to talk to him" Armaan spoke to someone and put the phone on speaker.
Anshul: Mithila, what is happening?
Mithila: Honey, are you OK?
Anshul: I am fine, but they've locked me up somewhere, where are you? Are you OK?
Mithila: I am fine honey, its all going to be fine.
Anshul: What have you done Mithila? Who was that man? Who is Pankhudi? What was he saying about you hurting someone's family?
Mithila started crying
Mithila: I'll explain everything later my love, just know that I love you a lot.
Armaan turned up the volume on the video, and now Mithila's loud moans were audible to her husband.
Anshul: What is that noise Mithila? Where the hell are you? What is happening?
Mithila: I am sorry Anshul, it is all my fault..
Armaan disconnected the call.
"Now Mithila," he said to her smiling wickedly, "Do you really want him to find out where that noise was coming from?"
"No, please no," she begged, "I'll do as you say, please don't ever show this to him...I love him..."
"Not just him," Armaan warned, "If you don't co-operate now, I will upload it on the internet for the whole world to see."
"Please don't..." she pleaded.
Mithila's phone began to ring in Armaan's pocket.
"Well, look who's calling!" Armaan said with a smile as he saw Meera's name of the screen.
He didn't answer. He put the phone aside. He helped Mithila sit up on the bed comfortably. After some time, she managed to calm down.
"Here's what we are going to do," Armaan instructed Mithila, "You are going to call her back and talk to her as you normally do. I want you to get as much information about Pankhudi as you can from her. If you co-operate, we will let you go alive. If you cry or give any hint that you've been captured, you are not going to like what happens."
Mithila nodded knowing she had no choice.
Armaan dialled her number and put her on speaker.
Meera: Hey Mithila, what's up? Did you reach Lonavala? I'm so sorry I'm disturbing you on a special day...uh can we talk a minute?
Mithila: No problem at all Meera, tell me, what's up?
Meera: Ah well, it's Pankhudi, she hasn't bled in two months...uh so I got this pregnancy test, turned out positive.
Mithila: What? How?
Meera: Mithila, c'mon! Do I have to teach biology to a doctor?
Mithila: I mean who is the father?
Meera: The hell I know! Actually, that's the fun part...she's been quite busy with cocks for a while now, it could be anyone.
Mithila: Meera...Are you seriously going to make her go through that?
Meera: Of I am, it is! You think I'm gonna feed her for free?
Mithila: So, what do you want from me?
Meera: Well uh, I don't know what is it about that girl, like some princess in wonderland. No matter what I do to her, she just doesn't break. She keeps dreaming about Armaan coming for her rescue...you know, the day he does find her, I want her all broken and messed up, but she's got one hell of a spirit.
Mithila: You still didn't say what you want from me.
Meera: Well, just wanted to ask you something. I was thinking of getting her hooked up on to a drug or something. I was thinking of all the fun I could have with her when she is addicted and begs for a shot, I all the thing I could make her do...so if I do that, would it, like, harm the baby? I mean, I don't want any arm to the baby, I want her to carry to full term and deliver that bastard child and see how much of that angel spirit remains intact.
Mithila: That's cruel Meera! And of course, its harmful for the baby, it's a no brainer!
Meera: That's sad, maybe something else then? Something you could prescribe that would like mess up her head? You know, if I wipe away all those sweet memories that she has about Armaan, and she will crumble in seconds.
Mithila: Do you even hear yourself Meera? You are sounding so sick right now! And no there is no prescription drug that is safe for use in a pregnant woman.
Meera: Okay...don't sweat! Jeez what has gotten into you? Why are you suddenly all good and preachy? I guess my fun experiment will have to wait then. Sorry if I bothered you. Have a happy anniversary! When are you going to be back?
Mithila looked at Armaan, wondering what to reply. Armaan hooked his index finger at her, gesturing the number "7". She understood and nodded.
Mithila: We are gonna be here for a week.
Meera: Wow, that's a long vacation for a pair of doctors!
Mithila: Yeah, you know, me and Anshul rarely get time together.
Meera: I know. Take care, ok? See you when you are back!
Meera hung up. Mithila had been holding back her tears, suddenly burst out crying.
"I am sorry Armaan," she said, "If I knew she was such a monster, I would have never helped her."
"Why point fingers?" he shrugged and said coldly, "We are all monsters here."
Armaan walked out of the room and Reyansh followed him, locking Mithila in the room.
"I need you to stay here and watch over her," he instructed Reyansh, "Use her as you please, but make sure to keep her alive."
"I will," Reyansh said.
Armaan started walking towards the door.
"Where are you going brother?" Reyansh asked.
"To find the bomber who made that bomb for Aarav," Armaan said.
"What about Neil?" Reyansh asked.
"I am getting him out of jail. He will join us soon," Armaan assured and left the house.
He got into his car and drove to Aarav's house. After about an hour, Armaan reached Aarav's house.
Aarav's wife Avantika opened the door for him. He felt sad looking at her condition. She was heartbroken due to her husband's death and was now left with a little boy to care for on her own.
"I am really sorry for what happened" Armaan said, "He was a good person, and a great surgeon."
"I still don't know why..." Avantika said as she wept silently.
"We are going to find out," Armaan said firmly, "Aarav deserves justice, we owe him that."
"I don't know Armaan," she said, "The culprit has been caught but that doesn't make me feel any better..."
"May I look at the CCTV footage of that night the parcel was delivered?" Armaan requested.
Avantika nodded and played the footage for him. It showed one man get out of a van and hand over the parcel to Aarav. The man's face and the registration plate of the van was clearly visible. Armaan paused the video and took a print out for his record.
"The security officer have caught this man," Avantika said, "His name is Shrikant Jadhav. The found some evidence in the form of raw materials needed for making a bomb in his house. He said, he did this because Aarav had performed a surgery on his mother Shakuntala and she died shortly after. He said he did this for revenge...Aarav was a good doctor. He would never hurt any patient. This man, they sentenced him for 10 years. He took the life of my loving husband and he will walk free in 10 years, just 10 years for ruining my life and Kiaan's! I want him to hang Armaan, I want him dead!"
She started sobbing bitterly. Armaan hugged her and tried to console her.
"We will appeal to a higher court for a stricter punishment. Count on me if you ever need anything. Aarav was a dear friend...and if there is anything, I can do to help you and Kiaan, anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask," he said.
Armaan left the house and got into his car with a picture of that man. He had never seen him before. He picked up his phone and made a phone call.
"Raghav, I am sending you a picture. I want all details about this man, what he does, where he lives, his family, everything," he said.
"What is this regarding?" Raghav asked.
"The bombing and suicide of Dr. Aarav. The man, Shrikant Jadhav, was a suspect and has confessed his crime. He is currently in jail, but somehow, I doubt his story. Something about the death of his mother Shakuntala Jadhav at the hospital after a surgery. Dig into it. I want the real story." Armaan said.
"Gimme 48 hours, I'll get you all the information you need," Raghav assured.
Contd....
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