Thriller The Story of Meera

[Priyanka98]

Meera slowly walked towards Adil. His gaze was so piercing, it made Meera shiver. He stood up and circled her, scanning every curve of her body. Then he placed a finger under her chin, and looked at her face.
"She's fine, I could use her," Adil said to Aryan, "But why is she such a mess? Did you find her in a dumpster?"
Aryan chuckled. "The girl has a story. But I'm sure she'll do just fine," he said.
"There is something else you should see," Meera said softly to Adil with downcast eyes.
Adil gazed back at her curiously. Meera slipped her dress off her shoulders and let it fall at her feet. She stood before the two men in just her panties letting them see the degrading words written on her body.
Adil was clearly taken aback. His expression immediately softened.
Aryan stole a quick glance and sighed. Then he looked away to avoid embarrassing Meera.
"How old are you, girl?" Adil asked with a gentle expression.
"20, I guess..." Meera said.
"My, my..." he gasped, shaking his head. He made a phone call and said, "Shabnam, I need you over here."
A beautiful young woman entered the room. "Shabnam, she is Meera," Adil said, "She'll be working with us. Get her comfortable. Let me know once she is ready."
Shabnam helped Meera put her dress back on and led her outside the room. She drew her a refreshing bath and got her something to eat. She put some fresh clothes on Meera and dressed her hair. Meera glanced at the mirror after a long time. She looked beautiful. She faintly smiled to herself.
The door behind her opened and Adil entered.
"You look beautiful, Meera," he said, smiling at her.
"Thank you," she said with a smile.
He held her hand and made her sit opposite to him. He gently held both her hands, looked straight into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes," Meera said, her eyes getting tearful.
"You are not going to mess up, are you?" he asked her firmly, "Coz that would be bad for business."
"I won't," she said looking innocently in his eyes, "I'll do as you say."
Adil smiled and said, "Your trade name will be Natasha. All clients will know you by this name. I don't allow clients to take pictures or videos of my girls, so if someone tries to do that, you have to tell me, so that I can deal with it."
Meera smiled and nodded.
"There is an elderly man who's asked for a young girl tonight, someone your age," Adil said, "He's got this perverted fantasy, and wants you dressed up like a collegegirl. He might...be a little rough. Would that be okay?"
Meera smiled. "I'll be fine," she said calmly,
"Good," he said, "Shabnam will get you ready and will brief you about what you need to do.
Later that evening Shabnam prepared Meera. She waxed her entire body, and polished it so that Meera's skin began to shine and felt smooth like candle wax. She shampooed and conditioned her hair. Then she dressed Meera up in a college uniform. She put a white blouse on her with a really short plaid pleated skirt. Then she put on stockings. She finished Meera look's by tying her hair into two side braids and tied them up with ribbons. She put on light makeup, and opened the first two buttons of her blouse letting her cleavage show.
"Will they be taking me somewhere?" Meera asked.