11-11-2022, 03:54 PM
The debasement of Purva continued uninterrupted as woman after woman treated her as they thought she rightly deserved. Her private parts weren’t spared either as sultana asked a woman to spread both her legs. Sultana then proceeded to slap Purva’s vagina with her slippers as other women continued to kick her and spit on her. By now she was this stinking piece of mess as her entire body was covered in rough marks indicative of the humiliation, and the spit from all of the women. Sultana then proceeded to gather mud from the ground on her hands and in one quick motion dumped it all over Purva. Dadi maa, who was there too by now, was standing at a distance and seeing all this. “Hai raam, yeh aurat kya hai…iska koi ijjat nhi hai kya”, she said in disbelief. Of course, she had no plans to stop Purva’s rough treatment at the women’s hands this time, and she gladly let them do anything and everything to her as if she rightfully deserved it. Seeing Sultana, other women too started to gather the dirty mud on the ground and throw them at Purva in disgust, all the while muttering insults and curses on her. “Randi ko dikhao ki yeh ek kutti hai, iska koi ijjat nhi hai…loudi”, a women shouting before sharply slapping on her face. Sultana seemed to go crazy as she impatiently circled around Purva kicking at her, slapping her and spitting on her. She didn’t seem to think it was enough anytime soon. She said, “iska dhyaan rakho, mein abhi aati hu” and left the scene temporarily.
As the debasement continued, Purva was completely helpless as none wished to come to her rescue. She was on the ground as now all the women circled around her and hurled abuses at her, continuously spitting and kicking her all over her body. After a while Sultana returned with what seemed like a sickle that was used by farmers to cut the grass. She came up to her and declared to everyone, “ab dekho iska ijjat kaise khatam karungi“, she loudly said as she did the unthinkable. Spitting on her face a couple of times, she proceeded to use the sickle to cut off Purva’s hair as she wished in an obscene way as the entire crowd of women laughed in amusement at the creativity of Sultana. “Sahi hai, randi ka purva baal udha de…loudi ko iske baad lage ki yeh aurat nhi hai…”, said one of the women. Sultana continued to plow at her hair with the sickle as masses of her hair feel off on the ground. Finally she left Purva looking like a cheap roadside whore with the hair uneven on her head. Purva continued to cry as the women laughed at the sight of Purva, which she knew was quite obscene. Her entire body from her head to her toes was now slithered with mud and stuck to her body obscenely due to the huge masses of spit the women had deposited on her. One of the women exclaimed, “dekh iske kaksh me kitne baal hai, yeh toh hum bhi saaf karte hai, isko dekh nangi ghumti hai itne itne baal lagake“, she said as she disgustedly came forward and spit on Purva. The debasement continued for some more time as they made fun of her and hurled insults at her for walking around shamelessly nude in front of the entire slums. “Aise besharam rehni k liye iske saath aise hi karni chahiye”, one of the women said.
After a while, the women, much to the happiness of Purva seemed to be satisfied with the debasement they had done to Purva. Slowly the women started to get back to the line to get their milk as if nothing had happened. Sultana pulled her by her remaining hair roughly, and said “tu jab bhi aise nangi aayegi yahan pe, tere saath yeh hi hoga. Samjhi randi ki aulaad?, samjhi?”, she shouted at her pulling her hair. Purva squealed in pain and nodded her head, completely humiliated. “Ab jaa tere mard k paas, bol ki woh tujhe ghar me hi rakhe. Bol usko ki tujhe control me rakhe…chahiye toh din raat chudna usse, parr aise sadak me humare saamne nangi dikhegi toh tera yahi haal kar denge hum, samjhi bhooki raand?”, she shook her once again and slapped at her face. Saying so, Sultana fled the scene with disgust. The rest of the women too spit and slapped her one last time before heading to the line at the milk booth.
As the debasement continued, Purva was completely helpless as none wished to come to her rescue. She was on the ground as now all the women circled around her and hurled abuses at her, continuously spitting and kicking her all over her body. After a while Sultana returned with what seemed like a sickle that was used by farmers to cut the grass. She came up to her and declared to everyone, “ab dekho iska ijjat kaise khatam karungi“, she loudly said as she did the unthinkable. Spitting on her face a couple of times, she proceeded to use the sickle to cut off Purva’s hair as she wished in an obscene way as the entire crowd of women laughed in amusement at the creativity of Sultana. “Sahi hai, randi ka purva baal udha de…loudi ko iske baad lage ki yeh aurat nhi hai…”, said one of the women. Sultana continued to plow at her hair with the sickle as masses of her hair feel off on the ground. Finally she left Purva looking like a cheap roadside whore with the hair uneven on her head. Purva continued to cry as the women laughed at the sight of Purva, which she knew was quite obscene. Her entire body from her head to her toes was now slithered with mud and stuck to her body obscenely due to the huge masses of spit the women had deposited on her. One of the women exclaimed, “dekh iske kaksh me kitne baal hai, yeh toh hum bhi saaf karte hai, isko dekh nangi ghumti hai itne itne baal lagake“, she said as she disgustedly came forward and spit on Purva. The debasement continued for some more time as they made fun of her and hurled insults at her for walking around shamelessly nude in front of the entire slums. “Aise besharam rehni k liye iske saath aise hi karni chahiye”, one of the women said.
After a while, the women, much to the happiness of Purva seemed to be satisfied with the debasement they had done to Purva. Slowly the women started to get back to the line to get their milk as if nothing had happened. Sultana pulled her by her remaining hair roughly, and said “tu jab bhi aise nangi aayegi yahan pe, tere saath yeh hi hoga. Samjhi randi ki aulaad?, samjhi?”, she shouted at her pulling her hair. Purva squealed in pain and nodded her head, completely humiliated. “Ab jaa tere mard k paas, bol ki woh tujhe ghar me hi rakhe. Bol usko ki tujhe control me rakhe…chahiye toh din raat chudna usse, parr aise sadak me humare saamne nangi dikhegi toh tera yahi haal kar denge hum, samjhi bhooki raand?”, she shook her once again and slapped at her face. Saying so, Sultana fled the scene with disgust. The rest of the women too spit and slapped her one last time before heading to the line at the milk booth.
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