10-03-2022, 09:27 AM
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**Part 6.**
Viraj was gleaming, he knew that he was going to have a lot of fun with Purvi. She kept her head down, staring at his feet. He could see her lips trembling from either fear or anger, he couldn’t tell. Viraj enjoyed having power and control, it was something he was accustomed to.
Growing up, Viraj was given anything and everything he wanted. His father, Mr. Sonam Varma, led the local leading political party. A man with a lot of power and influence. After many years of trying, Mr. Varma was ecstatic when his wife finally gave him his only child, even more so, a son, an heir to his throne. Unfortunately, given his status, Mr. Varma was never around to watch his son grow. Viraj grew up spoilt, his materialistic needs were always met, money flowed in like a raging river into their household. He craved for more. He wanted to have power over people, especially over those he deemed below his social status and caste.
Viraj knew he was untouchable; nobody dared to defy him. Until one day, the maid had brought her daughter to his family mansion to help. Puberty was hitting Viraj hard; his testosterones were raging. He had found the maid’s daughter cleaning alone in one of the many rooms when he forced himself upon her. Her cries and screams turned him on even more as he experienced a woman for the first time. Her defiance to his advances made him want it all the more. It was a new experience for him, and it made him hard. Very hard.
Unfortunately for him, the stupid bitch had also gotten pregnant from that session. His father paid them off and had an abortion arranged for the girl. Viraj got a stern warning from his father, but to him, it felt more like a learning curve. He was smarter now, researching his potential victims thoroughly before making his move.
Using the same private investigator that his father uses to gather dirt on his political opponents, Viraj made good use of the PI’s skills for his own needs. He already had the college dean eating out of his hands, occasionally throwing Dean Thomas a bone by letting the old man have a go at some of the victims. The security officer did not dare mess with him and his friends as well, knowing their careers would come to an abrupt end. However, they never could resist an opportunity to take a little bribe for their troubles.
Viraj saw an opportunity when he started college. Together with his best friend Ravi, and Ganesh, they decided to prey on its students. Carefully selecting his victims in the name of ragging.
“Is that all?”
He heard Purvi voice out from the floor, her tone a mix of anger and sarcasm. He will break her slowly, he thought as he smiled to himself. He liked the ones that fight back, it makes the experiences and memories even sweeter.
He has had his eye on Purvi from the time he saw her walk by in college, knowing immediately he wanted her. It came to his pleasant surprise to find out that Nila was her housemate, and another coincidence that worked in his favor was the fact that her father owed Ravi’s uncle money. Everything fell into place perfectly, as if it was meant to be. It was easy to make these girls break once he threw in a little bit of their family background and money troubles on their faces.
“Am I the only one here?”, Viraj smiled replied sarcastically as he looked at his two friends.
Purvi rolled her eyes as she placed her hands on the floor, wanting to push herself up to move towards the closest of the two, Ravi, when she felt Viraj’s leg touch her shoulders. The disrespectful spoilt bastard, she thought to herself. Her hatred for him grew with every second that passed.
“Don’t stand, Purvi. Crawl to him.”.
Purvi looked up at him with disgust as she slowly adjusted her body to get on her hands and knees. Her chest dangling under the heavy weight of each breast, the training bra she was wearing under her T-shirt stretched to its limit trying to hold in the ample of juicy tit meat she was blessed with.
“That’s right, Purvi.”, Viraj chuckled softly as he watched her slowly crawl towards Ravi’s feet. Ravi had stopped scrolling through Purvi’s phone, watching her make her way towards him.
A loud scbanging sound could be heard suddenly as Ganesh stood up suddenly, pushing his chair backwards. He sighed heavily, not taking his eyes off Purvi’s body, “Look at those udders, yaar. I didn’t know old man Thomas accepted village cows into his college.”, his big stomach jiggling as the three of them laughed. Nila stood silently, watching.
Purvi ears were burning a she reached Ravi’s feet, slowly bending her head, giving Ravi’s sock covered feet a kiss.
“Come here, little cow.”, Ganesh laughed. Purvi’s shapely rear pointing towards Viraj and Ravi as she slowly crawled towards the standing Ganesh. Ravi focused back towards her phone, reading through her private WhatsApp conversations.
“Moo for me, cow.”, Ganesh cooed, his face twisted into a smile as he looked down at Purvi.
“A dog and a cow, living together in this little shitty flat.”, Viraj added to the insults. “People like you don’t belong here.”
Purvi kept quiet, she could feel her face getting red, flushed with the humiliation that was being thrown her way. Her heart was cracking, no one had spoken to her like this before. She wanted to cry.
“Come on, little cow.”, Ganesh lifted his right leg, rubbing the soles of his feet on her beautiful face. “Moo for me.”
Nila watched on; she could feel a wet tear slowly making its way down her cheek as she looked at Purvi on the floor. Ganesh was rubbing his leg on her face, toying with her. The anger and rage were burning within her, but she had no choice but to keep her cool. She was taught a lesson the hard way, a more demeaning and humiliating way. The three bastards have photos and videos, keeping it with them at all times in their latest iPhones, constantly reminding her that she was powerless.
Ganesh put his foot down, shaking his leg impatiently, waiting for Purvi to respond.
Purvi kept her head down, her face hidden by her hair, her red eyes staring at the floor. “Mo..Moo..oOo...”, her voice was cracking as she tried to hold back from crying.
“Look at me.”, Ganesh chuckled, placing the tip of his feet under her chin. “Look at me and moo, little cow.”. There was pin drop silence in the flat, every pair of eyes were on Purvi.
Purvi could feel Ganesh’s toenail poking her chin, pushing her face up to look at him. His big underbelly greeted her view, with his fat disgusting face looking down at her.
Purvi held in her pride, not wanting to show Ganesh her weak state as she stared daggers at him. Fucking fat bastard, she thought to herself.
“MooOoOoooo...”, the sound struggled to escape her lips as loud laughter from the three boys erupted inside the hall.
“Good little cow.”, he reached down, patting her head. “You may kiss my feet now.”, Ganesh said, humiliating her even more as he felt her lips touch his stubby toes.
**End Of Part 6.**
Viraj was gleaming, he knew that he was going to have a lot of fun with Purvi. She kept her head down, staring at his feet. He could see her lips trembling from either fear or anger, he couldn’t tell. Viraj enjoyed having power and control, it was something he was accustomed to.
Growing up, Viraj was given anything and everything he wanted. His father, Mr. Sonam Varma, led the local leading political party. A man with a lot of power and influence. After many years of trying, Mr. Varma was ecstatic when his wife finally gave him his only child, even more so, a son, an heir to his throne. Unfortunately, given his status, Mr. Varma was never around to watch his son grow. Viraj grew up spoilt, his materialistic needs were always met, money flowed in like a raging river into their household. He craved for more. He wanted to have power over people, especially over those he deemed below his social status and caste.
Viraj knew he was untouchable; nobody dared to defy him. Until one day, the maid had brought her daughter to his family mansion to help. Puberty was hitting Viraj hard; his testosterones were raging. He had found the maid’s daughter cleaning alone in one of the many rooms when he forced himself upon her. Her cries and screams turned him on even more as he experienced a woman for the first time. Her defiance to his advances made him want it all the more. It was a new experience for him, and it made him hard. Very hard.
Unfortunately for him, the stupid bitch had also gotten pregnant from that session. His father paid them off and had an abortion arranged for the girl. Viraj got a stern warning from his father, but to him, it felt more like a learning curve. He was smarter now, researching his potential victims thoroughly before making his move.
Using the same private investigator that his father uses to gather dirt on his political opponents, Viraj made good use of the PI’s skills for his own needs. He already had the college dean eating out of his hands, occasionally throwing Dean Thomas a bone by letting the old man have a go at some of the victims. The security officer did not dare mess with him and his friends as well, knowing their careers would come to an abrupt end. However, they never could resist an opportunity to take a little bribe for their troubles.
Viraj saw an opportunity when he started college. Together with his best friend Ravi, and Ganesh, they decided to prey on its students. Carefully selecting his victims in the name of ragging.
“Is that all?”
He heard Purvi voice out from the floor, her tone a mix of anger and sarcasm. He will break her slowly, he thought as he smiled to himself. He liked the ones that fight back, it makes the experiences and memories even sweeter.
He has had his eye on Purvi from the time he saw her walk by in college, knowing immediately he wanted her. It came to his pleasant surprise to find out that Nila was her housemate, and another coincidence that worked in his favor was the fact that her father owed Ravi’s uncle money. Everything fell into place perfectly, as if it was meant to be. It was easy to make these girls break once he threw in a little bit of their family background and money troubles on their faces.
“Am I the only one here?”, Viraj smiled replied sarcastically as he looked at his two friends.
Purvi rolled her eyes as she placed her hands on the floor, wanting to push herself up to move towards the closest of the two, Ravi, when she felt Viraj’s leg touch her shoulders. The disrespectful spoilt bastard, she thought to herself. Her hatred for him grew with every second that passed.
“Don’t stand, Purvi. Crawl to him.”.
Purvi looked up at him with disgust as she slowly adjusted her body to get on her hands and knees. Her chest dangling under the heavy weight of each breast, the training bra she was wearing under her T-shirt stretched to its limit trying to hold in the ample of juicy tit meat she was blessed with.
“That’s right, Purvi.”, Viraj chuckled softly as he watched her slowly crawl towards Ravi’s feet. Ravi had stopped scrolling through Purvi’s phone, watching her make her way towards him.
A loud scbanging sound could be heard suddenly as Ganesh stood up suddenly, pushing his chair backwards. He sighed heavily, not taking his eyes off Purvi’s body, “Look at those udders, yaar. I didn’t know old man Thomas accepted village cows into his college.”, his big stomach jiggling as the three of them laughed. Nila stood silently, watching.
Purvi ears were burning a she reached Ravi’s feet, slowly bending her head, giving Ravi’s sock covered feet a kiss.
“Come here, little cow.”, Ganesh laughed. Purvi’s shapely rear pointing towards Viraj and Ravi as she slowly crawled towards the standing Ganesh. Ravi focused back towards her phone, reading through her private WhatsApp conversations.
“Moo for me, cow.”, Ganesh cooed, his face twisted into a smile as he looked down at Purvi.
“A dog and a cow, living together in this little shitty flat.”, Viraj added to the insults. “People like you don’t belong here.”
Purvi kept quiet, she could feel her face getting red, flushed with the humiliation that was being thrown her way. Her heart was cracking, no one had spoken to her like this before. She wanted to cry.
“Come on, little cow.”, Ganesh lifted his right leg, rubbing the soles of his feet on her beautiful face. “Moo for me.”
Nila watched on; she could feel a wet tear slowly making its way down her cheek as she looked at Purvi on the floor. Ganesh was rubbing his leg on her face, toying with her. The anger and rage were burning within her, but she had no choice but to keep her cool. She was taught a lesson the hard way, a more demeaning and humiliating way. The three bastards have photos and videos, keeping it with them at all times in their latest iPhones, constantly reminding her that she was powerless.
Ganesh put his foot down, shaking his leg impatiently, waiting for Purvi to respond.
Purvi kept her head down, her face hidden by her hair, her red eyes staring at the floor. “Mo..Moo..oOo...”, her voice was cracking as she tried to hold back from crying.
“Look at me.”, Ganesh chuckled, placing the tip of his feet under her chin. “Look at me and moo, little cow.”. There was pin drop silence in the flat, every pair of eyes were on Purvi.
Purvi could feel Ganesh’s toenail poking her chin, pushing her face up to look at him. His big underbelly greeted her view, with his fat disgusting face looking down at her.
Purvi held in her pride, not wanting to show Ganesh her weak state as she stared daggers at him. Fucking fat bastard, she thought to herself.
“MooOoOoooo...”, the sound struggled to escape her lips as loud laughter from the three boys erupted inside the hall.
“Good little cow.”, he reached down, patting her head. “You may kiss my feet now.”, Ganesh said, humiliating her even more as he felt her lips touch his stubby toes.
**End Of Part 6.**
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