22-11-2022, 02:46 AM
What's the 'deal'?
Purva sat there with her head resting on her husband's chest and her legs spread wide showing her damp pussy to the two guests. Mushtaq having offered the liberty of letting Purva decide if she was ready to show up for the raand naach in such a perverted sleazy outfit played around with her tits. All the three men were waiting for Purva's acceptance of Irfan and Hussain's proposal of having her hair cut to near-bald and have it dyed with multiple colours. Along with that, Irfan also proposed that Purva's thick armpit hair that was a ridiculous outcome of Mushtaq's fetish, be also dyed with colour which would make her look even more clownish and cheap. She knew that she could straightaway said no, and the men would not bother her with it, but she decided to give it more thought. Indeed, imagining herself in such a cheap state made her aroused for sure. The thought of having to be humiliated so much and then dance in that avatar all naked to loud songs shamelessly on stage in front of all the slum men was truly going to be an extremely erotic experience for Purva. Irfan also guaranteed that he would talk to the slum women tomorrow and convince them how important it was to show Purva in such a ridiculously perverted way for the raand naach to one and all. If that was successful, she wouldn't need to worry about being ill-treated by the slum women like earlier. Anyway, she wanted to make sure she got all her questions answered first and then decide whether she was going to do it or not.
The men looked on at the nude Purva who was shamelessly sitting like a man showing off all of her private parts for the men to relish. Hussain and Irfan could not help but openly gawk at her exposed pussy. Purva of course knew that her pussy was leaking and that it subject to Hussain's and Irfan's lust but she had to deal with this important matter. She was lost in thoughts as to what she should do when Mushtaq pinched her tits roughly. "Randi, bolo tumhe kya lagta hai...", he said.
Purva looked at Mushtaq and then thought for a while to gather her thoughts together. She then started to speak.
"Irfan saheb, pehle main yeh jaanna chahti hu ki jo colour wala dye mere sir parr aur kaksh me daala jaayega woh kitne din rahega".
"Dekho randi...ab baat yeh hai ki yeh jo colour wale dye tumpe lagayenge woh bohot chamkeele honge...matlab tumpe door door tak woh chamkeele dikhenge. Ab yeh saare colours tumhare gaav ke barber ke paas hi milte hai...aur woh saste quality ka hi honge. Ab tu sheher se hai toh shayad tujhe Garnier wagare brands pata hote honge...par woh saare lagane me time lagenge aur chamkeele bhi nhi hote hai. Ab thoda cheap quality ke hai toh unko nikaalne me 1-2 hafte lag sakte hai tujhe...parr usse tujhe koi dikkat nhi hogi na?", said Irfan sounding confident.
Purva thought for a minute about it. 1-2 weeks didn't seem all that bad to her. She of course knew that they would indeed be of cheap quality and be bright and gaudy that would make sure she looked trashy and cheap.
"Hmm, ek do hafte hi toh thik hai...usse jyaada lagega toh mushkil hoga", she said.
"Nhi, usse jaada nhi lagega randi, iska tension mat le tu", said Irfan smiling at her.
"Thik h", said Purva convinced about it.
"Apne yeh bola ki mujhe mehendi wagare bhi lagwaoge...woh kaun lagayega?", asked purva.
"Woh dekhna padega randi...filhaal woh karne wala koi mard nhi dikh rha hai hume...par gaav ki koi aurat laga degi tumpe", said Irfan.
"Thik h", said Purva.
Purva once again spent few more minutes to gather her thoughts so that she could speak them confidently. She then said...
"Dekho Irfan ji, yeh toh aap jaante ho ki main bohot besharam randi hu...aur yeh cheez main mana nhi karungi. Issi liye Hussain ji ne raandnaach k liye mujhe chuna hai...aur main yeh bhi aap se bolungi ki jab Hussain saheb yahan aaye the mujhe poochne raandnaach k liye, maine turant haan bola tha. Parr job yeh sab mere saath karwane wale ho...uske liye main alag se paise loongi", Purva said showing the utmost confidence of a whore.
All the men were taken aback at Purva's words. Mushtaq for sure had his tongue tied as he could not believe how his docile wife was indeed demanding extra money to showcase herself as a shameless whore. Hussain too showed surprise on his face hearing Purva's words. Even Irfan, who knew Purva for not more than 5-6 hours was taken aback after seeing how docile and submissive she behaved so far.
Purva sat there with her head resting on her husband's chest and her legs spread wide showing her damp pussy to the two guests. Mushtaq having offered the liberty of letting Purva decide if she was ready to show up for the raand naach in such a perverted sleazy outfit played around with her tits. All the three men were waiting for Purva's acceptance of Irfan and Hussain's proposal of having her hair cut to near-bald and have it dyed with multiple colours. Along with that, Irfan also proposed that Purva's thick armpit hair that was a ridiculous outcome of Mushtaq's fetish, be also dyed with colour which would make her look even more clownish and cheap. She knew that she could straightaway said no, and the men would not bother her with it, but she decided to give it more thought. Indeed, imagining herself in such a cheap state made her aroused for sure. The thought of having to be humiliated so much and then dance in that avatar all naked to loud songs shamelessly on stage in front of all the slum men was truly going to be an extremely erotic experience for Purva. Irfan also guaranteed that he would talk to the slum women tomorrow and convince them how important it was to show Purva in such a ridiculously perverted way for the raand naach to one and all. If that was successful, she wouldn't need to worry about being ill-treated by the slum women like earlier. Anyway, she wanted to make sure she got all her questions answered first and then decide whether she was going to do it or not.
The men looked on at the nude Purva who was shamelessly sitting like a man showing off all of her private parts for the men to relish. Hussain and Irfan could not help but openly gawk at her exposed pussy. Purva of course knew that her pussy was leaking and that it subject to Hussain's and Irfan's lust but she had to deal with this important matter. She was lost in thoughts as to what she should do when Mushtaq pinched her tits roughly. "Randi, bolo tumhe kya lagta hai...", he said.
Purva looked at Mushtaq and then thought for a while to gather her thoughts together. She then started to speak.
"Irfan saheb, pehle main yeh jaanna chahti hu ki jo colour wala dye mere sir parr aur kaksh me daala jaayega woh kitne din rahega".
"Dekho randi...ab baat yeh hai ki yeh jo colour wale dye tumpe lagayenge woh bohot chamkeele honge...matlab tumpe door door tak woh chamkeele dikhenge. Ab yeh saare colours tumhare gaav ke barber ke paas hi milte hai...aur woh saste quality ka hi honge. Ab tu sheher se hai toh shayad tujhe Garnier wagare brands pata hote honge...par woh saare lagane me time lagenge aur chamkeele bhi nhi hote hai. Ab thoda cheap quality ke hai toh unko nikaalne me 1-2 hafte lag sakte hai tujhe...parr usse tujhe koi dikkat nhi hogi na?", said Irfan sounding confident.
Purva thought for a minute about it. 1-2 weeks didn't seem all that bad to her. She of course knew that they would indeed be of cheap quality and be bright and gaudy that would make sure she looked trashy and cheap.
"Hmm, ek do hafte hi toh thik hai...usse jyaada lagega toh mushkil hoga", she said.
"Nhi, usse jaada nhi lagega randi, iska tension mat le tu", said Irfan smiling at her.
"Thik h", said Purva convinced about it.
"Apne yeh bola ki mujhe mehendi wagare bhi lagwaoge...woh kaun lagayega?", asked purva.
"Woh dekhna padega randi...filhaal woh karne wala koi mard nhi dikh rha hai hume...par gaav ki koi aurat laga degi tumpe", said Irfan.
"Thik h", said Purva.
Purva once again spent few more minutes to gather her thoughts so that she could speak them confidently. She then said...
"Dekho Irfan ji, yeh toh aap jaante ho ki main bohot besharam randi hu...aur yeh cheez main mana nhi karungi. Issi liye Hussain ji ne raandnaach k liye mujhe chuna hai...aur main yeh bhi aap se bolungi ki jab Hussain saheb yahan aaye the mujhe poochne raandnaach k liye, maine turant haan bola tha. Parr job yeh sab mere saath karwane wale ho...uske liye main alag se paise loongi", Purva said showing the utmost confidence of a whore.
All the men were taken aback at Purva's words. Mushtaq for sure had his tongue tied as he could not believe how his docile wife was indeed demanding extra money to showcase herself as a shameless whore. Hussain too showed surprise on his face hearing Purva's words. Even Irfan, who knew Purva for not more than 5-6 hours was taken aback after seeing how docile and submissive she behaved so far.
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