19-01-2022, 07:19 AM
**Author's Note** - Hi everyone. I'm going to continue Divya's story into the 3rd arc while I work on another story. Hope you enjoy this as much as the last 2 arcs.
**Part 19.**
I looked down at my legs, the end of the jacket barely touching my belly button. I was naked from the waist down. Constable Guna took a look at me, smiling as I cupped my pussy. He grabbed me by the arm as we made our way to the door.
“I hope to see you again, ma.”, Mr Ramana commented as we exited towards the walkway. I kept my head down, praying that the station was empty. The wall clock showed 12.35 AM, it’s been a while since I heard any trains entering and leaving the station. Anand walked slowly in front of us, keeping the tray balanced as he slowly made his way down the stairs. Constable Guna kept his grip on my arm firm, guiding me down the stairwell. My heart was pounding loudly.
We reached the bottom of the stairs, I immediately started looking around the dimly lit platform. Thankfully, the station was empty. I felt the breeze hit my face as I sighed in relief.
We slowly followed Anand as he walked back to his father’s little chai walla stall at the end of the platform. I was trying my hardest to walk in the shadows, afraid that someone would see me. As we got closer, I could make out the outline of a man pacing up and down in front of the shop, a lit cigarette in his right hand. He stopped as he noticed Anand approaching the shop.
“Where have you been?! I have been so worried”, he roared at Anand. He stopped as he noticed Constable Guna walking up behind Anand with me in tow. I tried to hide behind Constable Guna, covering my body as much as I could.
“Gopal..”, Constable Guna said.
The man’s eyes shifted from Anand, looking at Constable Guna then at me. His eyes were locked at my hands covering my pubic area. I kept my head down.
“Guna sir?...wait..I know this girl.”, Gopal came closer, “Didn’t I ask Anand to bring you to see Mr Ramana this evening.”, he was looking at my thighs, his face puzzled. “What happened?”
Constable Guna laughed a little. “Well, we had to do a report for her…uhh…complaint.”. He pulled me out from behind him so that I stood in front of Gopal. “We had to examine her very thoroughly.”
“What did you do to her?”, I heard Gopal’s inquiring voice, his eyes not leaving my body.
“Get her some food Gopal…and a hot tea for me.”, Constable Guna tugged my arm, pulling me along as we made our way into the stall. A single florescent light was hanging low, lighting up the small interior. A few wooden tables and stools were spread around the space. It was obvious Gopal had closed up and was just waiting for his son to return so that they can leave. Constable Guna pulled up a stool and sat down. I stood beside him quietly.
“Anand, bring some tea for us. And some food for her.”, Gopal said, looking at Anand as he walked quietly towards the kitchen at the back. He pulled up another stool and sat in front of Constable Guna and me, facing us. Constable Guna took his security officer hat off his head and placed it on the table.
“Don’t look so worried Gopal.”, Constable Guna pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Let me show you.”, he sneered.
“Sir…please don’t…”,I whimpered softly.
Gopal looked at me, then at the phone screen.
Ah….ah….ah…ah. I could hear the sound of me moaning coming out of the phone speakers. Gopal’s eyes turned wide as he watched the video of his son fucking me. Mr Ramana’s must have forwarded the video to Constable Guna. I held my head down in shame, staring at my feet. Gopal looked at his son in the kitchen, then at me and focused his attention back on the phone.
“Keep scrolling Gopal”,
I watched as Gopal’s thumb swiped on the screen, all his attention focused on the pictures that Constable Guna took of me. I felt like I wanted to die on the spot. He passed the phone back to Constable Guna, the picture of me spreading my ass on screen.
“Your son, the hero, came twice Gopal. Once in her ass, once more in her pussy”, Constable Guna laughed as he continued to tell Gopal what happened in Mr Ramana’s office. Gopal could not take his eyes off me, staring at my hands.
“Move your hands Divya…”, Constable Guna looked up at me from the stool. “Show him your pussy.”, he smiled.
“Sir….”,I said softly.
“Come on ma, show me”, Gopal whispered, his gaze not moving from my hands. I felt Constable Guna’s right hand on my inner thighs, gently caressing the warm skin. Both the men were watching my every move.
I slowly moved my hands, showing them my sore pussy lips. Gopal’s jaw dropped at the sight of me. My pussy lips were stuck together, the little labia skin peeking through from in between. I felt Constable Guna’s index finger touch my clit, slowly rubbing it, sending little jolts of pleasure up my spine.
“This slut had five different cocks today.”, Constable Guna said, a smile spread wide across his face. His index finger and thumb playing with the folds, gently pulling and twirling the flaps. Gopal looked like he was salivating, watching Constable Guna fondle my sore, cum dried pussy. “All her holes are full of cum”, he said, embarrassing me even more. I could feel tears in the corner of my eyes.
Anand came back towards us, holding two glasses of tea and a plate with food, placing it on the table. He didn’t dare look at me, immediately going back to the kitchen to keep himself busy.
Constable Guna took his hand off me. “Sit down and eat.”, he said to me coldly.
I looked down at the plate. Three idli’s swimming in sambar. Fuck. I was definitely hungry. I sat down beside Constable Guna, digging in. Keeping my attention focused on the food.
Both the men continued to watch me. “You can have my tea ma…”, Gopal said softly, watching me devour the idli’s like a hungry wolf. “You poor thing.”
I held the glass, feeling the warmth radiating into my palms and took a sip of the hot tea, letting it wash off the taste of cum in my mouth. Constable Guna continued to tell Gopal what took place just now, with every single detail. Gopal was listening to every word, his eyes shifting between Constable Guna’s face and mine.
Anand stood in the kitchen, watching the three of us, the dirty cloth back over his shoulders.
**End of Part 19.**
**Part 19.**
I looked down at my legs, the end of the jacket barely touching my belly button. I was naked from the waist down. Constable Guna took a look at me, smiling as I cupped my pussy. He grabbed me by the arm as we made our way to the door.
“I hope to see you again, ma.”, Mr Ramana commented as we exited towards the walkway. I kept my head down, praying that the station was empty. The wall clock showed 12.35 AM, it’s been a while since I heard any trains entering and leaving the station. Anand walked slowly in front of us, keeping the tray balanced as he slowly made his way down the stairs. Constable Guna kept his grip on my arm firm, guiding me down the stairwell. My heart was pounding loudly.
We reached the bottom of the stairs, I immediately started looking around the dimly lit platform. Thankfully, the station was empty. I felt the breeze hit my face as I sighed in relief.
We slowly followed Anand as he walked back to his father’s little chai walla stall at the end of the platform. I was trying my hardest to walk in the shadows, afraid that someone would see me. As we got closer, I could make out the outline of a man pacing up and down in front of the shop, a lit cigarette in his right hand. He stopped as he noticed Anand approaching the shop.
“Where have you been?! I have been so worried”, he roared at Anand. He stopped as he noticed Constable Guna walking up behind Anand with me in tow. I tried to hide behind Constable Guna, covering my body as much as I could.
“Gopal..”, Constable Guna said.
The man’s eyes shifted from Anand, looking at Constable Guna then at me. His eyes were locked at my hands covering my pubic area. I kept my head down.
“Guna sir?...wait..I know this girl.”, Gopal came closer, “Didn’t I ask Anand to bring you to see Mr Ramana this evening.”, he was looking at my thighs, his face puzzled. “What happened?”
Constable Guna laughed a little. “Well, we had to do a report for her…uhh…complaint.”. He pulled me out from behind him so that I stood in front of Gopal. “We had to examine her very thoroughly.”
“What did you do to her?”, I heard Gopal’s inquiring voice, his eyes not leaving my body.
“Get her some food Gopal…and a hot tea for me.”, Constable Guna tugged my arm, pulling me along as we made our way into the stall. A single florescent light was hanging low, lighting up the small interior. A few wooden tables and stools were spread around the space. It was obvious Gopal had closed up and was just waiting for his son to return so that they can leave. Constable Guna pulled up a stool and sat down. I stood beside him quietly.
“Anand, bring some tea for us. And some food for her.”, Gopal said, looking at Anand as he walked quietly towards the kitchen at the back. He pulled up another stool and sat in front of Constable Guna and me, facing us. Constable Guna took his security officer hat off his head and placed it on the table.
“Don’t look so worried Gopal.”, Constable Guna pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Let me show you.”, he sneered.
“Sir…please don’t…”,I whimpered softly.
Gopal looked at me, then at the phone screen.
Ah….ah….ah…ah. I could hear the sound of me moaning coming out of the phone speakers. Gopal’s eyes turned wide as he watched the video of his son fucking me. Mr Ramana’s must have forwarded the video to Constable Guna. I held my head down in shame, staring at my feet. Gopal looked at his son in the kitchen, then at me and focused his attention back on the phone.
“Keep scrolling Gopal”,
I watched as Gopal’s thumb swiped on the screen, all his attention focused on the pictures that Constable Guna took of me. I felt like I wanted to die on the spot. He passed the phone back to Constable Guna, the picture of me spreading my ass on screen.
“Your son, the hero, came twice Gopal. Once in her ass, once more in her pussy”, Constable Guna laughed as he continued to tell Gopal what happened in Mr Ramana’s office. Gopal could not take his eyes off me, staring at my hands.
“Move your hands Divya…”, Constable Guna looked up at me from the stool. “Show him your pussy.”, he smiled.
“Sir….”,I said softly.
“Come on ma, show me”, Gopal whispered, his gaze not moving from my hands. I felt Constable Guna’s right hand on my inner thighs, gently caressing the warm skin. Both the men were watching my every move.
I slowly moved my hands, showing them my sore pussy lips. Gopal’s jaw dropped at the sight of me. My pussy lips were stuck together, the little labia skin peeking through from in between. I felt Constable Guna’s index finger touch my clit, slowly rubbing it, sending little jolts of pleasure up my spine.
“This slut had five different cocks today.”, Constable Guna said, a smile spread wide across his face. His index finger and thumb playing with the folds, gently pulling and twirling the flaps. Gopal looked like he was salivating, watching Constable Guna fondle my sore, cum dried pussy. “All her holes are full of cum”, he said, embarrassing me even more. I could feel tears in the corner of my eyes.
Anand came back towards us, holding two glasses of tea and a plate with food, placing it on the table. He didn’t dare look at me, immediately going back to the kitchen to keep himself busy.
Constable Guna took his hand off me. “Sit down and eat.”, he said to me coldly.
I looked down at the plate. Three idli’s swimming in sambar. Fuck. I was definitely hungry. I sat down beside Constable Guna, digging in. Keeping my attention focused on the food.
Both the men continued to watch me. “You can have my tea ma…”, Gopal said softly, watching me devour the idli’s like a hungry wolf. “You poor thing.”
I held the glass, feeling the warmth radiating into my palms and took a sip of the hot tea, letting it wash off the taste of cum in my mouth. Constable Guna continued to tell Gopal what took place just now, with every single detail. Gopal was listening to every word, his eyes shifting between Constable Guna’s face and mine.
Anand stood in the kitchen, watching the three of us, the dirty cloth back over his shoulders.
**End of Part 19.**
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