30-03-2022, 12:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 30-03-2022, 01:48 PM by B1ryani. Edited 3 times in total. Edited 3 times in total.)
**Part 19.**
Ravi could hear Purvi shouting from inside as he quickly zipped up his jeans and switched off his phone. Things were getting heated inside the mart. It’s probably time to put an end to this, Viraj and Ganesh were probably wondering where they were anyway.
He casually strolled in to see the old man standing over Purvi, both his hands holding onto her ankles as he tried to pull her closer to him. His cock was erect and ready for some action.
“Enough.”
The old man was stunned, immediately letting go of Purvi’s legs as he took two steps backward, “Who the fuck are you?!”, his eyes wide in fear as he shouted at Ravi.
Purvi continued to crawl towards Ravi’s legs as he slowly bent down and pulled her up, looking at her from top to bottom. Her breasts and stomach were wet, the stench of urine filling up the little pathway in front of the counter. There were red lashes all over her body from the smacking the old man had given her with the ruler.
“You have been paid.”, Ravi pointed to the drenched notes on the floor. “Close up and go home, old man.”
“How dare you, you little shit”, the old man stood up, raising his hand to slap Ravi’s face when he suddenly stopped. His face changed from anger to fear, “I know you... “
Ravi smiled slightly, not taking his eyes off the old man.
“She’s with you?”, the old man backed off, looking at Purvi.
“Yes.”
The old man quickly picked up his lungi from the floor to cover himself, staring at his feet, “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t know...”
Ravi gripped Purvi’s wrist tightly, holding her up. He grabbed the plastic bag of bottles from the counter top, looking at the owner of the mart. “Take the money. Forget this has happened, you have had your fun. Clean up this mess and go home, old man.”
“Si...sir...”, the old man bowed his head, his eyes still looking at Purvi as he watched Ravi walk out of the mart, pulling her behind him.
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Purvi was shaking hard, her loud sobs followed her as she was dragged across the dark walkway back to the stairs that they had come from. She was naked from the bottom onwards, having managed to pull down the tight thin top she was wearing to cover her breasts.
“You stink, little cow.”, Ravi laughed at her as he started up the first flight of stairs.
Purvi kept her head hung low, trying her best to muffle her sobs. She was traumatized by what had taken place inside the mart. She did not expect dadaji to act the way he did, but she had seen the fear in his eyes when he got a good look at Ravi’s face. People here knew about these bastards, and they feared them.
Ravi pulled the grill open and walked into the flat, dragging Purvi in behind him as he flung the plastic bag onto the couch in front of Viraj.
“What the fuck took so long?”, Viraj was clearly annoyed, looking up from his phone. His expression changed to surprise as he saw Purvi stumble in. The red marks on her body were obvious under the bright fluorescent light of the flat, the dry tear stains on her cheeks and her obvious lack of panties made him raise his eyebrow at Ravi.
“And what is that smell, yaar?”, Ganesh stopped what he was doing as he looked up at Purvi, covering his nose.
Purvi was stunned at what was happening inside the flat, taking a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light as she watched Nila’s head bob up and down from between Ganesh’s legs at the dining table. She was on all fours like a dog, a thick butt plug with brown tail was stuffed into her ass, the furry tail dangling down between her thighs. Purvi could see that the little dog-bone pendant gleaming from Nila’s pussy lip. Her clothes lay in a pile beside her.
Nila was naked, her right hand holding onto Ganesh’s thick cock, pulling his foreskin down as she worked her mouth around the fat mushroom head.
“What happened?”, Viraj threw his phone down onto the cushion beside him, staring at the both of them. “What happened to her?”
Ravi laughed, pulling out his phone and took a seat beside him.
“Hmmm... fuck... that’s a good dog...”, Ganesh moaned, gently stroking her hair as Nila took her mouth off his cock, gripping the base with her right hand, “Lick the tip... good doggie”
Purvi’s mouth hung open, forgetting everything that had transpired just moments ago to her as she stared at Ganesh’s cock, it’s girth as thick as her wrists. Her eyes then shifted back to the furry tailed butt plug attached to Nila’s ass. What is happening?!!! Purvi’s mind voice was screaming at her.
She stood there, drenched in her own piss, her right hand covering her pussy as she looked from the dining to the hall. Ravi had recorded everything. Purvi’s face went pale as she stared at the couch in horror.
Viraj was laughing hard, holding Ravi’s phone.
/ *”NOoo...”* / *”Ahh … dadaji … don’t …”* /
Purvi could hear her voice coming from the phone speakers.
“Did she piss herself?”, Viraj laughed hard, looking at Purvi’s face.
“It was great bro. This is gold. See how the old fuck had two fingers in her while she peed.”, Ravi pointed at the phone screen, holding back his laughter. “Fucking sick.”
“This is the best one in the collection. Any more videos?”, Viraj asked.
“I recorded everything.”, Ravi replied him, grabbing a small drink bottle out of the plastic bag and taking a sip. "It fucking stinks in here, little cow. Why don’t you go clean yourself. There’s more to do later.”
“Gunda, are you done getting your cock sucked?”, Viraj looked over at Ganesh and Nila.
“No yaar.. Ahh. Fuck... don’t use your teeth doggie!“, PAPP!!. Ganesh slapped Nila’s left cheek hard. “Stupid village bitch. Haven’t we already taught you.”.
Nila fell to her side, holding her cheek as Ganesh sat there, his fat cock pointing upwards. His jeans were rolled down to his ankles. Purvi had a good view of his big dangling ball sack resting on his thigh. His cock was dripping wet covered with Nila’s saliva.
“Do you want a taste?”, Ganesh sneered at Purvi.
Nila pushed herself up, still holding her cheek as she placed her tongue on top of his fat cock head, lapping the pee hole.
Purvi quickly made her way into her bathroom, locking the door behind her. Everything felt like a nightmare. She wished she had just gone home. She understood now why Nila had asked her if she was leaving tonight. She quickly removed her top and threw it to the ground, standing under the warm shower.
She slid down, crying silently, trying desperately to scrub her skin. She could still feel dadaji’s hands on her body. Her asshole was sore from the fingering. Purvi looked at her thigh, the red marks were slowly fading, but still obvious under the light. Purvi’s right nipple was slightly enlarged and over sensitive from the rough pulling and twisting from dadaji.
What have they done to Nila? What did they have on her? Purvi’s mind wandered. Was she going to end up the same way, a mindless sex drone.
“What am I going to do now.”, she sighed, her eyes starting to tear again.
**End of Part 19.**
Ravi could hear Purvi shouting from inside as he quickly zipped up his jeans and switched off his phone. Things were getting heated inside the mart. It’s probably time to put an end to this, Viraj and Ganesh were probably wondering where they were anyway.
He casually strolled in to see the old man standing over Purvi, both his hands holding onto her ankles as he tried to pull her closer to him. His cock was erect and ready for some action.
“Enough.”
The old man was stunned, immediately letting go of Purvi’s legs as he took two steps backward, “Who the fuck are you?!”, his eyes wide in fear as he shouted at Ravi.
Purvi continued to crawl towards Ravi’s legs as he slowly bent down and pulled her up, looking at her from top to bottom. Her breasts and stomach were wet, the stench of urine filling up the little pathway in front of the counter. There were red lashes all over her body from the smacking the old man had given her with the ruler.
“You have been paid.”, Ravi pointed to the drenched notes on the floor. “Close up and go home, old man.”
“How dare you, you little shit”, the old man stood up, raising his hand to slap Ravi’s face when he suddenly stopped. His face changed from anger to fear, “I know you... “
Ravi smiled slightly, not taking his eyes off the old man.
“She’s with you?”, the old man backed off, looking at Purvi.
“Yes.”
The old man quickly picked up his lungi from the floor to cover himself, staring at his feet, “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t know...”
Ravi gripped Purvi’s wrist tightly, holding her up. He grabbed the plastic bag of bottles from the counter top, looking at the owner of the mart. “Take the money. Forget this has happened, you have had your fun. Clean up this mess and go home, old man.”
“Si...sir...”, the old man bowed his head, his eyes still looking at Purvi as he watched Ravi walk out of the mart, pulling her behind him.
----------
Purvi was shaking hard, her loud sobs followed her as she was dragged across the dark walkway back to the stairs that they had come from. She was naked from the bottom onwards, having managed to pull down the tight thin top she was wearing to cover her breasts.
“You stink, little cow.”, Ravi laughed at her as he started up the first flight of stairs.
Purvi kept her head hung low, trying her best to muffle her sobs. She was traumatized by what had taken place inside the mart. She did not expect dadaji to act the way he did, but she had seen the fear in his eyes when he got a good look at Ravi’s face. People here knew about these bastards, and they feared them.
Ravi pulled the grill open and walked into the flat, dragging Purvi in behind him as he flung the plastic bag onto the couch in front of Viraj.
“What the fuck took so long?”, Viraj was clearly annoyed, looking up from his phone. His expression changed to surprise as he saw Purvi stumble in. The red marks on her body were obvious under the bright fluorescent light of the flat, the dry tear stains on her cheeks and her obvious lack of panties made him raise his eyebrow at Ravi.
“And what is that smell, yaar?”, Ganesh stopped what he was doing as he looked up at Purvi, covering his nose.
Purvi was stunned at what was happening inside the flat, taking a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light as she watched Nila’s head bob up and down from between Ganesh’s legs at the dining table. She was on all fours like a dog, a thick butt plug with brown tail was stuffed into her ass, the furry tail dangling down between her thighs. Purvi could see that the little dog-bone pendant gleaming from Nila’s pussy lip. Her clothes lay in a pile beside her.
Nila was naked, her right hand holding onto Ganesh’s thick cock, pulling his foreskin down as she worked her mouth around the fat mushroom head.
“What happened?”, Viraj threw his phone down onto the cushion beside him, staring at the both of them. “What happened to her?”
Ravi laughed, pulling out his phone and took a seat beside him.
“Hmmm... fuck... that’s a good dog...”, Ganesh moaned, gently stroking her hair as Nila took her mouth off his cock, gripping the base with her right hand, “Lick the tip... good doggie”
Purvi’s mouth hung open, forgetting everything that had transpired just moments ago to her as she stared at Ganesh’s cock, it’s girth as thick as her wrists. Her eyes then shifted back to the furry tailed butt plug attached to Nila’s ass. What is happening?!!! Purvi’s mind voice was screaming at her.
She stood there, drenched in her own piss, her right hand covering her pussy as she looked from the dining to the hall. Ravi had recorded everything. Purvi’s face went pale as she stared at the couch in horror.
Viraj was laughing hard, holding Ravi’s phone.
/ *”NOoo...”* / *”Ahh … dadaji … don’t …”* /
Purvi could hear her voice coming from the phone speakers.
“Did she piss herself?”, Viraj laughed hard, looking at Purvi’s face.
“It was great bro. This is gold. See how the old fuck had two fingers in her while she peed.”, Ravi pointed at the phone screen, holding back his laughter. “Fucking sick.”
“This is the best one in the collection. Any more videos?”, Viraj asked.
“I recorded everything.”, Ravi replied him, grabbing a small drink bottle out of the plastic bag and taking a sip. "It fucking stinks in here, little cow. Why don’t you go clean yourself. There’s more to do later.”
“Gunda, are you done getting your cock sucked?”, Viraj looked over at Ganesh and Nila.
“No yaar.. Ahh. Fuck... don’t use your teeth doggie!“, PAPP!!. Ganesh slapped Nila’s left cheek hard. “Stupid village bitch. Haven’t we already taught you.”.
Nila fell to her side, holding her cheek as Ganesh sat there, his fat cock pointing upwards. His jeans were rolled down to his ankles. Purvi had a good view of his big dangling ball sack resting on his thigh. His cock was dripping wet covered with Nila’s saliva.
“Do you want a taste?”, Ganesh sneered at Purvi.
Nila pushed herself up, still holding her cheek as she placed her tongue on top of his fat cock head, lapping the pee hole.
Purvi quickly made her way into her bathroom, locking the door behind her. Everything felt like a nightmare. She wished she had just gone home. She understood now why Nila had asked her if she was leaving tonight. She quickly removed her top and threw it to the ground, standing under the warm shower.
She slid down, crying silently, trying desperately to scrub her skin. She could still feel dadaji’s hands on her body. Her asshole was sore from the fingering. Purvi looked at her thigh, the red marks were slowly fading, but still obvious under the light. Purvi’s right nipple was slightly enlarged and over sensitive from the rough pulling and twisting from dadaji.
What have they done to Nila? What did they have on her? Purvi’s mind wandered. Was she going to end up the same way, a mindless sex drone.
“What am I going to do now.”, she sighed, her eyes starting to tear again.
**End of Part 19.**
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