09-11-2022, 10:22 PM
Purva was now beginning to realize how stupid she was in thinking that she could overpower the slum women. They seemed absolutely invincible and Purva seemed to find it difficult to say just anything. Tears now started rolling down Purva’s eyes as the women continued to debase her.
“Iss loudi ki ijjat hi nhi hai, meine dekha isko uss din market me, bina sharam ki rehti hai bilkul”, said one of the younger women, as she too gargled and spit right at her face. Seeing her all the ladies did the same thing as they gargled spit from deep in their stomachs and spat right onto Purva’s face. The humiliation that Purva was being subjected to was beyond her imagination as woman after woman continued to insult her.
“Isko randi ko aise nhi, tu ek kaam karr, Sultana ko bula, woh iski mu todh degi toh isse samajh aayega, besharm kutti”, one of the women said. More and more women joined in as all of them started to slap and spit at Purva as they deemed fit. One of the women who just joined the group saw the situation and passed an amused laugh. “Achha, yeh hi hai kya woh aurat, loudi aaj toh puri nangi ho ke aayi hai…”, saying so she barged into the front of the group and started slapping Purva continuously, delivering each blow harder that the previous. After about 5 slaps on both her cheeks, she then proceeded to slap her hanging boobs roughly, much to the amusement of the slum women. By now, Purva had definitely lost her will to fight, and she realized that she could definitely not talk her way out of this. As more and more women continued to slap her as they saw fit, she was being spit all over her body. The group had now become bigger and it grew to almost a couple of dozen women. Finally, Sultana came and the expression on her face said it all. She was happy for how she looked and she spit directly into her mouth. She then said, “Kal toh bach gayi loudi tu, aaj toh tujhe itna marungi mein, ki tu nahayegi bhi kapde pehen k, besharmi jaanwar”. Saying so she proceeded to slap her extremely hard on both her cheeks. Purva found herself hitting a new low, as Sultana seemed like she had gone crazy with disgust. She kept on slapping her roughly without break as the entire crowd stood away witnessing the humiliation of Purva. Finally, much to the delight of Purva, dadi maa arrived on the scene. She saw Purva and immediately realized what was going on. “Arre Sultana, bass kar ab, rehne de usseeee….Sultana bass karrrrr”, she shouted and pulled her away from Purva. Purva by now was completely out of her senses, as she collapsed to the muddy ground all naked, with spit running all over her body. She was made into this stinking garbage by the group of women in less than 10 minutes.
Dadi maa finally said, “kya hua, kyu isse itna maar peeth kar rahe ho?”
One of the women replied, “dadi maa, yeh randi bolti hai ki yeh humare jaise aurat hai aur bolti hai ki usse aise nanga avatar me ghoomna pasand hai…aise randi ko maar peeth nhi toh aur kya karenge?”
Dadi maa then turned to purva and asked, “tu ne sahi mein aise bola ki tujhe nangi ghoomna pasand hai?”
Purva lifted her head up. Tears filled her swollen eyes as there were rough hand marks all over her face and her boobs. Dadi maa again asked her loudly, “ayye raand, tu ne sahi me aise bola ki tujhe nangi ghoomna pasand hai?”. Purva finally nodded agreeing that she indeed said that. “tch tch tch, puri kharaab ho chuki hai yeh aurat, parr tum logon ko kya hua? aise thodi maar peeth karte hai…”. She then turned to one of the women and said, “Faliha, tu jaa aur kahi se ek balti ka paani leke aa”. Dadi maa then knelt in front of Purva and said in a very serious tone, “Dekh ab tujhe paani se nahlaake, tere can me doodh bhar ke tujhe wapas bhejti hu…agar tu mujhe kal aise hi nangi dikhi na, toh iss baar tujhe haath se nhi jooton se maarenge saare mil ke. randibaazi apni ghar me kar, sadak pe nhi…samjhi besharam?”. Purva looked up at her and nodded in agreement.
Faliha then brought the bucket of water as instructed and dadi maa started to pour water over her. “Saaf koro “
“Iss loudi ki ijjat hi nhi hai, meine dekha isko uss din market me, bina sharam ki rehti hai bilkul”, said one of the younger women, as she too gargled and spit right at her face. Seeing her all the ladies did the same thing as they gargled spit from deep in their stomachs and spat right onto Purva’s face. The humiliation that Purva was being subjected to was beyond her imagination as woman after woman continued to insult her.
“Isko randi ko aise nhi, tu ek kaam karr, Sultana ko bula, woh iski mu todh degi toh isse samajh aayega, besharm kutti”, one of the women said. More and more women joined in as all of them started to slap and spit at Purva as they deemed fit. One of the women who just joined the group saw the situation and passed an amused laugh. “Achha, yeh hi hai kya woh aurat, loudi aaj toh puri nangi ho ke aayi hai…”, saying so she barged into the front of the group and started slapping Purva continuously, delivering each blow harder that the previous. After about 5 slaps on both her cheeks, she then proceeded to slap her hanging boobs roughly, much to the amusement of the slum women. By now, Purva had definitely lost her will to fight, and she realized that she could definitely not talk her way out of this. As more and more women continued to slap her as they saw fit, she was being spit all over her body. The group had now become bigger and it grew to almost a couple of dozen women. Finally, Sultana came and the expression on her face said it all. She was happy for how she looked and she spit directly into her mouth. She then said, “Kal toh bach gayi loudi tu, aaj toh tujhe itna marungi mein, ki tu nahayegi bhi kapde pehen k, besharmi jaanwar”. Saying so she proceeded to slap her extremely hard on both her cheeks. Purva found herself hitting a new low, as Sultana seemed like she had gone crazy with disgust. She kept on slapping her roughly without break as the entire crowd stood away witnessing the humiliation of Purva. Finally, much to the delight of Purva, dadi maa arrived on the scene. She saw Purva and immediately realized what was going on. “Arre Sultana, bass kar ab, rehne de usseeee….Sultana bass karrrrr”, she shouted and pulled her away from Purva. Purva by now was completely out of her senses, as she collapsed to the muddy ground all naked, with spit running all over her body. She was made into this stinking garbage by the group of women in less than 10 minutes.
Dadi maa finally said, “kya hua, kyu isse itna maar peeth kar rahe ho?”
One of the women replied, “dadi maa, yeh randi bolti hai ki yeh humare jaise aurat hai aur bolti hai ki usse aise nanga avatar me ghoomna pasand hai…aise randi ko maar peeth nhi toh aur kya karenge?”
Dadi maa then turned to purva and asked, “tu ne sahi mein aise bola ki tujhe nangi ghoomna pasand hai?”
Purva lifted her head up. Tears filled her swollen eyes as there were rough hand marks all over her face and her boobs. Dadi maa again asked her loudly, “ayye raand, tu ne sahi me aise bola ki tujhe nangi ghoomna pasand hai?”. Purva finally nodded agreeing that she indeed said that. “tch tch tch, puri kharaab ho chuki hai yeh aurat, parr tum logon ko kya hua? aise thodi maar peeth karte hai…”. She then turned to one of the women and said, “Faliha, tu jaa aur kahi se ek balti ka paani leke aa”. Dadi maa then knelt in front of Purva and said in a very serious tone, “Dekh ab tujhe paani se nahlaake, tere can me doodh bhar ke tujhe wapas bhejti hu…agar tu mujhe kal aise hi nangi dikhi na, toh iss baar tujhe haath se nhi jooton se maarenge saare mil ke. randibaazi apni ghar me kar, sadak pe nhi…samjhi besharam?”. Purva looked up at her and nodded in agreement.
Faliha then brought the bucket of water as instructed and dadi maa started to pour water over her. “Saaf koro “