10-02-2022, 06:03 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-02-2022, 07:35 AM by B1ryani. Edited 4 times in total. Edited 4 times in total.)
**Part 21.**
Fuck.
“Come on. The poor boy is waiting.”, Senthil laughed at me. “Show us those big tits of yours.”, he cooed at me. His fingers were resting on Manisha’s panties. She had stopped moving now, her arms numb from being held up by Ganesh. Her legs were spread open in a squatting position on the bed. I could see Senthil’s right index finger slowly tracing the little bump outlining her pussy lips.
Rahul looked at me in horror, shock plastered across his face. “Shanti..”, he said softly. “I’m sorry…”
“Take it off, slut!”, Senthil shouted at me, “I want to teach all of you a lesson! Don’t fuck with me.”. He lifted his left hand at me, about to plant another slap to my face.
I slowly reach behind, looking for the hook. My mind was blank, I felt like my body was moving on autopilot as I unclasped the bra, letting it fall onto my lap. I immediately placed my hands back up on my chest, covering as much of my breasts as I possibly could.
“Areyyy… why are you covering, ma?”, the old security guard asked me mockingly, smiling widely, looking at my chest. “We are all friends here, correct Senthil sir? he said sarcastically.
“Correct Ganesh.”, Senthil agreed, his left hand adjusting his thick glasses to look at me properly. “Correct, if that bastard gets to see those big tits, so can we.”, he pointed at Rahul, who was hanging his head down. His cock twitched when he heard Senthil say big tits.
“Uncle…please…. don’t hurt us…”, Manisha pleaded softly at Senthil, looking up at him. I could see her thighs and legs shivering. She was scared. Senthil looked at her, smiling slightly. His fingers slowly caressing her panty line.
“Go. Stand beside him.”, Senthil said to me, nodding his head towards Rahul.
I slowly got off the bed, clutching my breasts, and stood beside Rahul. Manisha was looking at me her eyes wide open, the fear imminent. Her eyes were puffy and red, dry tears decorated her cheeks.
“Move your hands. Let me see.”, Senthil said, looking at me. Ganesh had let go of Manisha’s wrists; he was slowly stroking her head. His old oily hand running through her long hair. His gaze focused on Rahul and me.
“Uncle… “. I said, looking at Senthil, then at Ganesh, trying to plead to them to stop.
“Don’t waste my time.”, Senthil glared at me. “Move your hands.”. I remembered the hard slap he had given me and how much it had hurt. I slowly moved my hands down, displaying my breasts to everyone in the room. I could feel everyone looking at me as my nipples started to harden in front of their eyes.
“Hmmph. Fantastic pair of tits.”, Ganesh drooled, his eyes aimed at my nipples. “Nice big nipples. I want to bite them.”, he chuckled at me, making biting motions with his mouth.
“Mwahhh. Beautiful. Don’t you think so, boy?.”, Senthil asked Rahul, who was trying his hardest to avoid looking at my chest.
“Sir…sir…Senthil sir……”, Ganesh called out excitedly. “The little cock is growing.”, the old security guard burst out laughing. I slowly turned my head, looking at Rahul’s cock from the side of my eye. It had indeed grown a little bit, the pink cock head was slowly pushing its way out of his foreskin. Senthil started to laugh as well looking at Rahul’s uncomfortable situation.
“Your friend has a nice big pair of tits.”, he sneered, now looking at Manisha, who was looking down, wanting to avoid looking at me as well. “What about you?”, he laughed as he took his right hand off her panty and started to grab her breasts over her top, squeezing it hard. I could hear gasps of pain escape her mouth as she looked the other way, avoiding his face. “Not as big, but still very nice.”, he said softly. Ganesh was smiling, looking at Senthil groping Manisha.
“Take off your pants. I want to see your pussy.”, Ganesh let go of Manisha’s hair, coming back towards the front of the bed and sat down in front of us. He made sure to sit at the edge, so that he wasn’t blocking Senthil and Manisha’s view of Rahul and me. Rahul stood just beside where Ganesh was sitting, and me standing further to his left.
“Come… faster…”, Ganesh pointed at my pants. “Take it off.”. He took out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, smiling up at Rahul who was struggling to contain his erection. Ganesh took a deep drag off his cigarette and blew the smoke out towards Rahul’s pubic area, laughing as the cock twitched in his face. I was trying to hold back my tears from humiliation the three of us were a part off going through in front of the two men. I did not know if Senthil and Ganesh would have let us go even if Rahul had called his father and asked for the cash.
“What are you waiting for, randi?”, Ganesh raised his voice, irritated with my slow reactions. He pushed Rahul back, and grabbed me by waist of my pants, pulling me towards him. “Hmmmm…..”, he moaned softly as I left his old hands slowly grab my breasts, pushing them together, trying to make my nipples touch each other, ”Wahhh… so big. This cow can feed the whole village, Senthil sir.”, he laughed out loud as his thumbs and index fingers grabbed both my nipples, pulling them towards him roughly. Senthil chuckled at Ganesh’s comment, watching him kneading and abusing my breasts.
“Owww…”, I gasped as I left my nipples being pinched, the dark brown nubs stretching. The old security guard continued to play with my tits, occasionally turning his head and looking at Rahul, watching for a reaction from him. Senthil continued to play with Manisha, his right hand went back between her legs, the middle finger running lines up and down her pussy lips over her panties. Manisha had dropped down backwards from her squatting position, her hands supporting her back upwards with her legs forcefully spread in front of Senthil.
Ganesh bent forward, grabbing my entire left breast, pulling my body downwards towards his mouth. I could see his yellow and black teeth closely now as he bit down on my nipple, sucking hard on it.
“Ahh..oww..aow…”, Fuck. There was no pleasure in his actions. The old man was rough, grinding his teeth on my nipple, biting down on it. He let go of my left breast, repeating the action on the right. I could see his dirty saliva and teeth marks around my areolas.
“Leave some of that for me, Ganesh.”, Senthil teased him. “I’m scared you will bite those tits off before I get a chance.”, He laughed at me. Rahul stood silent behind us, watching everything. His cock now fully hard, all 4 and a half inches pointing towards me.
**End of Part 21.**
Fuck.
“Come on. The poor boy is waiting.”, Senthil laughed at me. “Show us those big tits of yours.”, he cooed at me. His fingers were resting on Manisha’s panties. She had stopped moving now, her arms numb from being held up by Ganesh. Her legs were spread open in a squatting position on the bed. I could see Senthil’s right index finger slowly tracing the little bump outlining her pussy lips.
Rahul looked at me in horror, shock plastered across his face. “Shanti..”, he said softly. “I’m sorry…”
“Take it off, slut!”, Senthil shouted at me, “I want to teach all of you a lesson! Don’t fuck with me.”. He lifted his left hand at me, about to plant another slap to my face.
I slowly reach behind, looking for the hook. My mind was blank, I felt like my body was moving on autopilot as I unclasped the bra, letting it fall onto my lap. I immediately placed my hands back up on my chest, covering as much of my breasts as I possibly could.
“Areyyy… why are you covering, ma?”, the old security guard asked me mockingly, smiling widely, looking at my chest. “We are all friends here, correct Senthil sir? he said sarcastically.
“Correct Ganesh.”, Senthil agreed, his left hand adjusting his thick glasses to look at me properly. “Correct, if that bastard gets to see those big tits, so can we.”, he pointed at Rahul, who was hanging his head down. His cock twitched when he heard Senthil say big tits.
“Uncle…please…. don’t hurt us…”, Manisha pleaded softly at Senthil, looking up at him. I could see her thighs and legs shivering. She was scared. Senthil looked at her, smiling slightly. His fingers slowly caressing her panty line.
“Go. Stand beside him.”, Senthil said to me, nodding his head towards Rahul.
I slowly got off the bed, clutching my breasts, and stood beside Rahul. Manisha was looking at me her eyes wide open, the fear imminent. Her eyes were puffy and red, dry tears decorated her cheeks.
“Move your hands. Let me see.”, Senthil said, looking at me. Ganesh had let go of Manisha’s wrists; he was slowly stroking her head. His old oily hand running through her long hair. His gaze focused on Rahul and me.
“Uncle… “. I said, looking at Senthil, then at Ganesh, trying to plead to them to stop.
“Don’t waste my time.”, Senthil glared at me. “Move your hands.”. I remembered the hard slap he had given me and how much it had hurt. I slowly moved my hands down, displaying my breasts to everyone in the room. I could feel everyone looking at me as my nipples started to harden in front of their eyes.
“Hmmph. Fantastic pair of tits.”, Ganesh drooled, his eyes aimed at my nipples. “Nice big nipples. I want to bite them.”, he chuckled at me, making biting motions with his mouth.
“Mwahhh. Beautiful. Don’t you think so, boy?.”, Senthil asked Rahul, who was trying his hardest to avoid looking at my chest.
“Sir…sir…Senthil sir……”, Ganesh called out excitedly. “The little cock is growing.”, the old security guard burst out laughing. I slowly turned my head, looking at Rahul’s cock from the side of my eye. It had indeed grown a little bit, the pink cock head was slowly pushing its way out of his foreskin. Senthil started to laugh as well looking at Rahul’s uncomfortable situation.
“Your friend has a nice big pair of tits.”, he sneered, now looking at Manisha, who was looking down, wanting to avoid looking at me as well. “What about you?”, he laughed as he took his right hand off her panty and started to grab her breasts over her top, squeezing it hard. I could hear gasps of pain escape her mouth as she looked the other way, avoiding his face. “Not as big, but still very nice.”, he said softly. Ganesh was smiling, looking at Senthil groping Manisha.
“Take off your pants. I want to see your pussy.”, Ganesh let go of Manisha’s hair, coming back towards the front of the bed and sat down in front of us. He made sure to sit at the edge, so that he wasn’t blocking Senthil and Manisha’s view of Rahul and me. Rahul stood just beside where Ganesh was sitting, and me standing further to his left.
“Come… faster…”, Ganesh pointed at my pants. “Take it off.”. He took out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, smiling up at Rahul who was struggling to contain his erection. Ganesh took a deep drag off his cigarette and blew the smoke out towards Rahul’s pubic area, laughing as the cock twitched in his face. I was trying to hold back my tears from humiliation the three of us were a part off going through in front of the two men. I did not know if Senthil and Ganesh would have let us go even if Rahul had called his father and asked for the cash.
“What are you waiting for, randi?”, Ganesh raised his voice, irritated with my slow reactions. He pushed Rahul back, and grabbed me by waist of my pants, pulling me towards him. “Hmmmm…..”, he moaned softly as I left his old hands slowly grab my breasts, pushing them together, trying to make my nipples touch each other, ”Wahhh… so big. This cow can feed the whole village, Senthil sir.”, he laughed out loud as his thumbs and index fingers grabbed both my nipples, pulling them towards him roughly. Senthil chuckled at Ganesh’s comment, watching him kneading and abusing my breasts.
“Owww…”, I gasped as I left my nipples being pinched, the dark brown nubs stretching. The old security guard continued to play with my tits, occasionally turning his head and looking at Rahul, watching for a reaction from him. Senthil continued to play with Manisha, his right hand went back between her legs, the middle finger running lines up and down her pussy lips over her panties. Manisha had dropped down backwards from her squatting position, her hands supporting her back upwards with her legs forcefully spread in front of Senthil.
Ganesh bent forward, grabbing my entire left breast, pulling my body downwards towards his mouth. I could see his yellow and black teeth closely now as he bit down on my nipple, sucking hard on it.
“Ahh..oww..aow…”, Fuck. There was no pleasure in his actions. The old man was rough, grinding his teeth on my nipple, biting down on it. He let go of my left breast, repeating the action on the right. I could see his dirty saliva and teeth marks around my areolas.
“Leave some of that for me, Ganesh.”, Senthil teased him. “I’m scared you will bite those tits off before I get a chance.”, He laughed at me. Rahul stood silent behind us, watching everything. His cock now fully hard, all 4 and a half inches pointing towards me.
**End of Part 21.**
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