13-06-2022, 02:14 PM
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**Part 40.**
Purvi woke up with a jolt, her phone was blowing up with WhatsApp messages. The living room was dark, the sun was setting. She must have fallen asleep on the couch. After all, she had been awake throughout the night. Nila’s door was still closed, she was probably in deep sleep. Purvi did not want to disturb her, she too had been through enough. She slowly picked up her phone, the light from the screen hurt her eyes as she checked her notifications.
Unknown Number : Hello little cow *Cow emoji* *smiley face*
Unknown Number sent an image.
Unknown Number sent an image.
Unknown Number sent an image.
Unknown Number sent a video.
Unknown Number sent an image.
“What the fuck is this …? “, Purvi gasped. There were 37 messages in total, 6 videos. Her hand was starting to shake as she slowly scrolled through the media that was sent to her.
Her jaw opened slightly as she went through every picture. She knew it was one of the boys, probably Ganesh. She was nude in every frame, her face clearly visible as she sucked and fucked every cock that was laid in front of her. Close up shots of her mouth, anus and pussy dripping in thick cum, full body shots of her on the floor, exhausted and used. She did not play the video, but she knew it was of them penetrating all of her orifices.
Purvi closed her eyes, shaking in anger and fear. Had they forwarded these photos to anyone? Was this a threat? A blackmail?
Her hands were shivering as she typed.
Purvi : What do you want?
Unknown Number is typing ….
She could not stop looking at the files that had been sent to her. Her heart felt heavy, disgusted by the actions taken unto her. How could anybody be so heartless? They had their fun. The least they could do is give her some time to heal.
Unknown Number : Hope you had fun last night. *smiley face*
Unknown Number is typing …
Purvi sat up. Waiting for the sender to send the next message.
Unknown Number : We had such a great time. Hope you are ready for round 2. *wink face*
She felt the anger beginning to rise.
Purvi : Fuck you!
Purvi : No.
Unknown Number : Be ready tomorrow little cow. *smiley face*
Purvi : No. Leave me alone.
Unknown Number : Do you think your father would enjoy these pictures of you?
Unknown Number is typing ...
Purvi sat there in silence, debating her options. The last message scared her. The last thing she wanted was for her family to see her like this. She didn’t reply.
Unknown Number : 9.00 PM. Be ready.
Unknown Number : Don’t worry about what to wear. *wink face*
Purvi sank down into the couch, staring at her phone screen. She sat there, her mind blank when she heard some shuffling coming from Nila’s room. She had probably just woken up.
“What happened?”
She heard a voice. Nila was standing at her door, looking at Purvi, a quizzical look on her face.
Purvi sighed, not taking her eyes off her phone, “They send me a message.”
“Who did? What did they say?”, Nila quickly walked towards the couch and sat down beside Purvi, “Show me.”
NIla slowly scrolled through the messages, her eyes fixated upon the pictures and videos. She did not view them, instead passing the phone back to Purvi.
“I’m sorry.”, Nila said sadly, “I do not know what to say. I don’t see a way out of this. Trust me, I've tried, Purvi.”.
Purvi thought of packing her bags and leaving right now. She was done in this town, this college. She could not imagine her father, her sister, her family's reaction if the photos went public. She sat in silence as Nila got up and went to the kitchen to prepare some food for the two of them.
“What are you going to do?”, Nila asked her from the kitchen. Purvi could hear the clanking of pots and pans.
“What choice do I have?”, Purvi took a deep breath as she threw her phone onto the seat beside her.
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Purvi spent the day at home, refusing to leave her room. She could barely sleep last night. Nila stayed up with her, consoling her. Nothing she said helped, how could the blind lead the blind? She was in the same sinking boat as Purvi. Purvi did not blame her, in fact, they both found solace in each other.
Nila told her of other students, whose lives were changed by Viraj and his friends. No one had a happy ending. The boys were ruthless. The stories shook Purvi to the core. How had they managed to get away with this for so long? When will it end? After her, who else did they have in mind? She thought of her batch mates. Most of them came from rich and influential families, which allowed them to stay off the boys' radar.
Purvi felt her phone vibrate as she received a notification.
She swiped up as she checked the time, 9.05 PM.
Unknown Number : Are you ready, little cow? *cow emoji*
Fuck. They were here.
Unknown Number : Come down now.
Purvi dragged herself off the bed, slowly making her way out the door. Nila stood in the living room, waiting for her.
“They’re here?”, she asked softly.
“Yea..”, Purvi dragged her feet towards the front door.
“Good luck, Purvi.”
Purvi slowly made her way downstairs. She did not bother dressing up, wearing a simple shirt and long pants. As she made her way past the corridor, she noticed the mart was closed. Letting out a little sigh of relief, she slowly made her way towards the open parking lot where a Range Rover was waiting for her.
“Hello”, a voice called out cheerfully, Ganesh had his window rolled down. Holding a lit cigarette with one hand, he waved with the other.
Purvi grunted in response, ignoring his greeting as she slowly slid into the back seat. Ganesh flicked the cigarette butt out the window. She slammed the door, showing her dissatisfaction. She was angry. Angry at the fact the three boys had taken the opportunity to force themselves upon her, angry at the fact that she was still recovering from the hurt and trauma that they had inflicted upon her, angry at the psychological damage that had been placed upon her mind.
“Come on yaar. It’s a new car!.”, Ganesh snapped, turning back to look at her from the driver's seat. Purvi just realized that Ravi was seated on the passenger side, quiet but watching her every move in the rear-view mirror.
“Let's go. Viraj is waiting.”, he said coldly, smirking at her.
They drove in silence. Slowly making their way out of town towards the place they referred to as the ‘warehouse’. Yesterday after they had left, Nila had told Purvi everything that had taken place from the time she had been picked up by the two security officermen. Viraj had forced her to watch the videos so she was well aware of what had happened. Nila was broken, tired and exhausted. She was done fighting; she was willing to sacrifice her body to them to save whatever little bit of dignity she had left in fear of her photos and videos going public.
Purvi wanted to fight to the bitter end, but she did not see a way out of this.
“How much longer, Gunda.”, Ravi spoke out, annoyed. Ganesh’s driving was starting to get erratic as he sped along, violently turning the wheel to avoid hitting any villagers or children along the way. They were starting to pass massive fields and small farms.
“I know a shortcut, yaar. “, he replied, excitedly, “We’ll reach soon.”. He was looking forward to having another go at Purvi. He loved it when they had fresh meat to play with. He wanted another go at her tight ass. Doggie’s one was getting a bit loose from the constant fucking and plug play.
“Watch out!!!”
The big car swerved sharply, sending Purvi flying to the other end of the back seat. 2 small children stared back at the Range Rover as it flew by.
“Fucking idiot.”, Ravi shouted.
“Calm the fuck down yaar.”, Ganesh laughed, “Nobody is going to care if a couple of kids die here. Besides, Mohan will sort it out.”
Ravi kept quiet; he was angry but Ganesh’s family was well known in these parts. It would have been an easy cover up. Most of these villagers don’t even have proper identification or certification of any kind. It would be easy to make it seem like they just did not exist and pay off the families.
Purvi on the other hand, was stunned. As she held on to dear life in the back seat, she wondered how these people had zero regard for human life. It also was a slap in the face, a reminder of how untouchable they were.
They continued to drive in silence along the bumpy road until they finally reached an old gated warehouse. Dim lights surrounded the compound as a guard opened a gate to allow them through.
“We’re here.”, Ganesh beamed happily.
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**End of Part 40.**
Purvi woke up with a jolt, her phone was blowing up with WhatsApp messages. The living room was dark, the sun was setting. She must have fallen asleep on the couch. After all, she had been awake throughout the night. Nila’s door was still closed, she was probably in deep sleep. Purvi did not want to disturb her, she too had been through enough. She slowly picked up her phone, the light from the screen hurt her eyes as she checked her notifications.
Unknown Number : Hello little cow *Cow emoji* *smiley face*
Unknown Number sent an image.
Unknown Number sent an image.
Unknown Number sent an image.
Unknown Number sent a video.
Unknown Number sent an image.
“What the fuck is this …? “, Purvi gasped. There were 37 messages in total, 6 videos. Her hand was starting to shake as she slowly scrolled through the media that was sent to her.
Her jaw opened slightly as she went through every picture. She knew it was one of the boys, probably Ganesh. She was nude in every frame, her face clearly visible as she sucked and fucked every cock that was laid in front of her. Close up shots of her mouth, anus and pussy dripping in thick cum, full body shots of her on the floor, exhausted and used. She did not play the video, but she knew it was of them penetrating all of her orifices.
Purvi closed her eyes, shaking in anger and fear. Had they forwarded these photos to anyone? Was this a threat? A blackmail?
Her hands were shivering as she typed.
Purvi : What do you want?
Unknown Number is typing ….
She could not stop looking at the files that had been sent to her. Her heart felt heavy, disgusted by the actions taken unto her. How could anybody be so heartless? They had their fun. The least they could do is give her some time to heal.
Unknown Number : Hope you had fun last night. *smiley face*
Unknown Number is typing …
Purvi sat up. Waiting for the sender to send the next message.
Unknown Number : We had such a great time. Hope you are ready for round 2. *wink face*
She felt the anger beginning to rise.
Purvi : Fuck you!
Purvi : No.
Unknown Number : Be ready tomorrow little cow. *smiley face*
Purvi : No. Leave me alone.
Unknown Number : Do you think your father would enjoy these pictures of you?
Unknown Number is typing ...
Purvi sat there in silence, debating her options. The last message scared her. The last thing she wanted was for her family to see her like this. She didn’t reply.
Unknown Number : 9.00 PM. Be ready.
Unknown Number : Don’t worry about what to wear. *wink face*
Purvi sank down into the couch, staring at her phone screen. She sat there, her mind blank when she heard some shuffling coming from Nila’s room. She had probably just woken up.
“What happened?”
She heard a voice. Nila was standing at her door, looking at Purvi, a quizzical look on her face.
Purvi sighed, not taking her eyes off her phone, “They send me a message.”
“Who did? What did they say?”, Nila quickly walked towards the couch and sat down beside Purvi, “Show me.”
NIla slowly scrolled through the messages, her eyes fixated upon the pictures and videos. She did not view them, instead passing the phone back to Purvi.
“I’m sorry.”, Nila said sadly, “I do not know what to say. I don’t see a way out of this. Trust me, I've tried, Purvi.”.
Purvi thought of packing her bags and leaving right now. She was done in this town, this college. She could not imagine her father, her sister, her family's reaction if the photos went public. She sat in silence as Nila got up and went to the kitchen to prepare some food for the two of them.
“What are you going to do?”, Nila asked her from the kitchen. Purvi could hear the clanking of pots and pans.
“What choice do I have?”, Purvi took a deep breath as she threw her phone onto the seat beside her.
----------
Purvi spent the day at home, refusing to leave her room. She could barely sleep last night. Nila stayed up with her, consoling her. Nothing she said helped, how could the blind lead the blind? She was in the same sinking boat as Purvi. Purvi did not blame her, in fact, they both found solace in each other.
Nila told her of other students, whose lives were changed by Viraj and his friends. No one had a happy ending. The boys were ruthless. The stories shook Purvi to the core. How had they managed to get away with this for so long? When will it end? After her, who else did they have in mind? She thought of her batch mates. Most of them came from rich and influential families, which allowed them to stay off the boys' radar.
Purvi felt her phone vibrate as she received a notification.
She swiped up as she checked the time, 9.05 PM.
Unknown Number : Are you ready, little cow? *cow emoji*
Fuck. They were here.
Unknown Number : Come down now.
Purvi dragged herself off the bed, slowly making her way out the door. Nila stood in the living room, waiting for her.
“They’re here?”, she asked softly.
“Yea..”, Purvi dragged her feet towards the front door.
“Good luck, Purvi.”
Purvi slowly made her way downstairs. She did not bother dressing up, wearing a simple shirt and long pants. As she made her way past the corridor, she noticed the mart was closed. Letting out a little sigh of relief, she slowly made her way towards the open parking lot where a Range Rover was waiting for her.
“Hello”, a voice called out cheerfully, Ganesh had his window rolled down. Holding a lit cigarette with one hand, he waved with the other.
Purvi grunted in response, ignoring his greeting as she slowly slid into the back seat. Ganesh flicked the cigarette butt out the window. She slammed the door, showing her dissatisfaction. She was angry. Angry at the fact the three boys had taken the opportunity to force themselves upon her, angry at the fact that she was still recovering from the hurt and trauma that they had inflicted upon her, angry at the psychological damage that had been placed upon her mind.
“Come on yaar. It’s a new car!.”, Ganesh snapped, turning back to look at her from the driver's seat. Purvi just realized that Ravi was seated on the passenger side, quiet but watching her every move in the rear-view mirror.
“Let's go. Viraj is waiting.”, he said coldly, smirking at her.
They drove in silence. Slowly making their way out of town towards the place they referred to as the ‘warehouse’. Yesterday after they had left, Nila had told Purvi everything that had taken place from the time she had been picked up by the two security officermen. Viraj had forced her to watch the videos so she was well aware of what had happened. Nila was broken, tired and exhausted. She was done fighting; she was willing to sacrifice her body to them to save whatever little bit of dignity she had left in fear of her photos and videos going public.
Purvi wanted to fight to the bitter end, but she did not see a way out of this.
“How much longer, Gunda.”, Ravi spoke out, annoyed. Ganesh’s driving was starting to get erratic as he sped along, violently turning the wheel to avoid hitting any villagers or children along the way. They were starting to pass massive fields and small farms.
“I know a shortcut, yaar. “, he replied, excitedly, “We’ll reach soon.”. He was looking forward to having another go at Purvi. He loved it when they had fresh meat to play with. He wanted another go at her tight ass. Doggie’s one was getting a bit loose from the constant fucking and plug play.
“Watch out!!!”
The big car swerved sharply, sending Purvi flying to the other end of the back seat. 2 small children stared back at the Range Rover as it flew by.
“Fucking idiot.”, Ravi shouted.
“Calm the fuck down yaar.”, Ganesh laughed, “Nobody is going to care if a couple of kids die here. Besides, Mohan will sort it out.”
Ravi kept quiet; he was angry but Ganesh’s family was well known in these parts. It would have been an easy cover up. Most of these villagers don’t even have proper identification or certification of any kind. It would be easy to make it seem like they just did not exist and pay off the families.
Purvi on the other hand, was stunned. As she held on to dear life in the back seat, she wondered how these people had zero regard for human life. It also was a slap in the face, a reminder of how untouchable they were.
They continued to drive in silence along the bumpy road until they finally reached an old gated warehouse. Dim lights surrounded the compound as a guard opened a gate to allow them through.
“We’re here.”, Ganesh beamed happily.
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**End of Part 40.**
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