08-03-2022, 12:52 PM
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**Part 5.**
The air was heavy in the room as all eyes were on Purvi. She was seated on the smaller couch, her eyes on the floor, looking slightly defeated. Purvi opened her mouth a few times, on the verge of wanting to say something, but her mind kept wandering to her family back in her village. Her father was not a healthy man, she knew that it was not his intention to make her work to pay off her loan. Education was important to him, as he felt he had failed her older siblings by not sending them off to further their studies, he made a promise to himself to not repeat his mistake with Purvi.
The man her father had borrowed money from, now known to be Ravi’s uncle, was a rich and influential man in their small township. Purvi did not take Ravi’s threat lightly, knowing very well that these men had the power to do anything they wanted to the locals. She felt bad for her father, who had struggled for years to improve the family’s finances.
“The first thing I want you to do, Purvi, is to hand over your phone to Ravi.”, Viraj smiled.
Purvi took her phone off the small table, handing it over to Ravi. A basic old Samsung that she had saved up for years to purchase. It was decent enough for her to take pictures, WhatsApp her friends and family, and to access her Facebook and Instagram.
“Unlock it and remove your password.”, Ravi said sternly. Purvi unlocked her phone, adjusting its settings to allow him the access he needed to scroll through her personal social media pages and chats. She slowly handed the phone to him, her hands trembling slightly. Ravi smiled as he took her phone off her, immediately clicking open her Facebook app. He held the phone up slightly to block it from her line of sight. She watched on as he kept scrolling, smiling.
“Don’t worry. We won’t post anything too embarrassing on your socials … yet.”, Viraj laughed, looking at her eyes widen in fear.
“Ask her to stand again, bhai. Let’s take a look at those tit’s again”, Ganesh voiced out from the living room table, his attention now shifting from Nila back to Purvi. Purvi struggled hard to hold her tongue, she was trying hard to remain calm given the situation she was in.
“Doggie..”. Viraj looked up at Nila, smiling sweetly. “Put this away.”, he kicked the table leg a little, making it wobble.
To Purvi’s shock, Nila didn’t retort, following his command exactly as she took the small table and placed it against the wall. What was wrong with her? Purvi thought angrily. She said she would remain here in case things got out of hand, but she had not said a single word till now. There now was an open space between the where Viraj and Purvi were each seated.
“That’s a good girl.”, Ganesh mocked her, making sweet baby talk. “Come here, doggie.”, he reached into his jacket pocket, then pulled his hand out in a fist as Nila slowly walked towards him. “I have a little treat for you, doggie.”, he giggled, his chubby dark lips twisted into wide smile as he opened his fist at her. On the palm of his hand were three small dark brown pellets.
What was that? It looked like something familiar that she could not place in her mind. Purvi was thinking hard when it suddenly hit her. She looked on as Nila’s face turned into a frown as she slowly bent her body downwards, slowly taking the brown pellets into her mouth directly from the palm of Ganesh’s hand. It was fucking dog food, Purvi’s body jerked up about to stop Nila as she watched on with horror. Nila slowly chewed down, her face filled with sadness and disgust.
Ganesh smiled as he reached out, slowly patting her head, “Good doggie.”
Viraj never took his eyes off Purvi’s face, watching her reaction with a lot of interest. He smiled slightly as he looked at her shocked face. Ravi paid no attention, his face unreadable as he continued to scroll through the phone. Deep down, Purvi was relieved that there were no raunchy photos and videos in her phone gallery.
Viraj snapped his fingers, getting her attention back to him.
“Don’t worry about them, Purvi.”, Viraj looked at her, “Tonight, it’s about you. You’re the star of the show.”
Purvi kept quiet. Her heart rate was increasing, she could feel tears starting to swell up in her eyes, but she tried her best to keep it in.
“Now... what do we do when low-caste village whores like yourself gets enrolled into our prestigious college?”, he smiled. The words pierced Purvi to the core, she could feel the anger rising from her stomach. “A beautiful whore with big tits like yours.”, he bent down, slowly removing his socks and throwing them at a corner. “You kiss my feet.”, he wiggled his toes at Purvi.
“What...?!”, Purvi voice as hoarse, she looked at Viraj’s face, then down at his feet. “No!”
This was degrading. How dare he? she thought to herself. Nila stood beside the seated Ganesh, watching silently. This was nothing, she thought. It will only get worse. Hell awaited Purvi, she just didn’t know it yet.
“I’m sorry? People like you, rag pickers, slum dogs, are not even worthy of touching the bottom of my feet.”, Viraj said, his voice cold, “Be grateful and get down on your knees.”, he pointed to the floor. “And kiss my feet.”
Purvi looked at Nila, who quickly avoided her gaze, wondering what she should do. From what she had just witnessed, she knew she was going to get no help from her housemate.
Her mind drifted back to her father, and to her sister, Tanvi. Tanvi was 4 years older than Purvi, a smart student in school, but was not given the opportunity to better herself. She remained in the village, working small odd jobs to help the family sustain themselves. She was a beauty as well. Tall, slender and with a pretty face, almost model like as she was constantly getting marriage proposals from various men and some, from distant cousins. Her judgement was clouded by fear as to what Ravi’s uncle could do to her.
She also thought of the hard slap Viraj gave her, she did not know how much further this boy would go. Purvi slowly got off the couch onto her knees and looked up at his smiling face.
“Go on then,”.
Purvi arched her back, bringing her face down closer to the bridge of his feet, kissing it quickly. She could hear Ravi and Ganesh laughing.
“Good girl. I’m glad you finally know your place.”, Viraj said smugly, his eyes twinkling as he looked down at her.
**End of Part 5.**
The air was heavy in the room as all eyes were on Purvi. She was seated on the smaller couch, her eyes on the floor, looking slightly defeated. Purvi opened her mouth a few times, on the verge of wanting to say something, but her mind kept wandering to her family back in her village. Her father was not a healthy man, she knew that it was not his intention to make her work to pay off her loan. Education was important to him, as he felt he had failed her older siblings by not sending them off to further their studies, he made a promise to himself to not repeat his mistake with Purvi.
The man her father had borrowed money from, now known to be Ravi’s uncle, was a rich and influential man in their small township. Purvi did not take Ravi’s threat lightly, knowing very well that these men had the power to do anything they wanted to the locals. She felt bad for her father, who had struggled for years to improve the family’s finances.
“The first thing I want you to do, Purvi, is to hand over your phone to Ravi.”, Viraj smiled.
Purvi took her phone off the small table, handing it over to Ravi. A basic old Samsung that she had saved up for years to purchase. It was decent enough for her to take pictures, WhatsApp her friends and family, and to access her Facebook and Instagram.
“Unlock it and remove your password.”, Ravi said sternly. Purvi unlocked her phone, adjusting its settings to allow him the access he needed to scroll through her personal social media pages and chats. She slowly handed the phone to him, her hands trembling slightly. Ravi smiled as he took her phone off her, immediately clicking open her Facebook app. He held the phone up slightly to block it from her line of sight. She watched on as he kept scrolling, smiling.
“Don’t worry. We won’t post anything too embarrassing on your socials … yet.”, Viraj laughed, looking at her eyes widen in fear.
“Ask her to stand again, bhai. Let’s take a look at those tit’s again”, Ganesh voiced out from the living room table, his attention now shifting from Nila back to Purvi. Purvi struggled hard to hold her tongue, she was trying hard to remain calm given the situation she was in.
“Doggie..”. Viraj looked up at Nila, smiling sweetly. “Put this away.”, he kicked the table leg a little, making it wobble.
To Purvi’s shock, Nila didn’t retort, following his command exactly as she took the small table and placed it against the wall. What was wrong with her? Purvi thought angrily. She said she would remain here in case things got out of hand, but she had not said a single word till now. There now was an open space between the where Viraj and Purvi were each seated.
“That’s a good girl.”, Ganesh mocked her, making sweet baby talk. “Come here, doggie.”, he reached into his jacket pocket, then pulled his hand out in a fist as Nila slowly walked towards him. “I have a little treat for you, doggie.”, he giggled, his chubby dark lips twisted into wide smile as he opened his fist at her. On the palm of his hand were three small dark brown pellets.
What was that? It looked like something familiar that she could not place in her mind. Purvi was thinking hard when it suddenly hit her. She looked on as Nila’s face turned into a frown as she slowly bent her body downwards, slowly taking the brown pellets into her mouth directly from the palm of Ganesh’s hand. It was fucking dog food, Purvi’s body jerked up about to stop Nila as she watched on with horror. Nila slowly chewed down, her face filled with sadness and disgust.
Ganesh smiled as he reached out, slowly patting her head, “Good doggie.”
Viraj never took his eyes off Purvi’s face, watching her reaction with a lot of interest. He smiled slightly as he looked at her shocked face. Ravi paid no attention, his face unreadable as he continued to scroll through the phone. Deep down, Purvi was relieved that there were no raunchy photos and videos in her phone gallery.
Viraj snapped his fingers, getting her attention back to him.
“Don’t worry about them, Purvi.”, Viraj looked at her, “Tonight, it’s about you. You’re the star of the show.”
Purvi kept quiet. Her heart rate was increasing, she could feel tears starting to swell up in her eyes, but she tried her best to keep it in.
“Now... what do we do when low-caste village whores like yourself gets enrolled into our prestigious college?”, he smiled. The words pierced Purvi to the core, she could feel the anger rising from her stomach. “A beautiful whore with big tits like yours.”, he bent down, slowly removing his socks and throwing them at a corner. “You kiss my feet.”, he wiggled his toes at Purvi.
“What...?!”, Purvi voice as hoarse, she looked at Viraj’s face, then down at his feet. “No!”
This was degrading. How dare he? she thought to herself. Nila stood beside the seated Ganesh, watching silently. This was nothing, she thought. It will only get worse. Hell awaited Purvi, she just didn’t know it yet.
“I’m sorry? People like you, rag pickers, slum dogs, are not even worthy of touching the bottom of my feet.”, Viraj said, his voice cold, “Be grateful and get down on your knees.”, he pointed to the floor. “And kiss my feet.”
Purvi looked at Nila, who quickly avoided her gaze, wondering what she should do. From what she had just witnessed, she knew she was going to get no help from her housemate.
Her mind drifted back to her father, and to her sister, Tanvi. Tanvi was 4 years older than Purvi, a smart student in school, but was not given the opportunity to better herself. She remained in the village, working small odd jobs to help the family sustain themselves. She was a beauty as well. Tall, slender and with a pretty face, almost model like as she was constantly getting marriage proposals from various men and some, from distant cousins. Her judgement was clouded by fear as to what Ravi’s uncle could do to her.
She also thought of the hard slap Viraj gave her, she did not know how much further this boy would go. Purvi slowly got off the couch onto her knees and looked up at his smiling face.
“Go on then,”.
Purvi arched her back, bringing her face down closer to the bridge of his feet, kissing it quickly. She could hear Ravi and Ganesh laughing.
“Good girl. I’m glad you finally know your place.”, Viraj said smugly, his eyes twinkling as he looked down at her.
**End of Part 5.**
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