23-11-2022, 09:52 AM
Hussain started to consume his alcohol. Mushtaq expected Hussain to cool down with it, but he still continued "Sab k saamne nanga ghoomti hai randi chod aur mujhe paise maang rhi hai, thu" he shouted.
Purva too unable to control herself, blurted out "Saheb, main nanga toh apne mann se ghoomti hu na...stage pe itne saare mard k saamne khullam khulla naachna aasan nhi hai...yeh samajh lo. Mujhe pata hai ki woh joh guests aayenge woh mere bhosde se khelenge aur mera poora fayda uthayenge...fir bhi maine haan bol diya...paise dene main aap itna scene kar rahe ho....yeh kya baat hui?".
Hussain said, "Bhosde se khel lenge...aise bol rahi hai jaise tera kuch nuksaan ho rha hai...abhi k abhi tu 100 mard se chudegi tera mann karta hai toh..."
"Ji haan, kyun nhi, parr uske liye bhi main paise lungi", said Purva.
By now, even Irfan had lost his cool. He could not believe this docile whore he had known for a few hours was behaving so restlessly.
As Hussain again started to lose his temper, Irfan nudged him to keep his calm, and said "Chal randi bol tujhe yeh sab karne k liye kitne paise chahiye?".
Purva was glad that finally they started to talk about money. "Saheb, pura nanga naach rhi hu aur woh bhi sab k saamne, toh kam se kam ek gaane k liye 1000 rupayee toh lagenge".
Irfan let out a giggle sarcastically, and so did Hussain. "Ek gaane pe 1000 rupayee maang rahi hai tu? Loudi itne paise me tere jaise main 100 randiyon ko le aa sakta hu samjhi?", said Hussain.
"Achha saheb, toh thik hai toh unse hi karwa lo apna raandnaach", said Purva showing a tinge of arrogance.
Just then, the most unexpected thing happened. Mushtaq slapped Purva hard on Purva's face that made everyone quiet for a moment.
"Bhosdi wali, pehle dhyaan se baat karna seekh bade logon se. Aur ek gaane pe nanga naachna k liye 1000 rupayee maang rahi hai tu? Mastanpur me apni ijjat kya samajh rakha hai tu ne? randi ki aulaad!", he shouted loudly as he started to slap purva hard on both her cheeks continuously before Irfan stopped him. "Arre Mushtaq ji, yeh kya kar rahe ho apni biwi k saath...control karo yaar...thik h randi hai toh paise maang rahi hai...uske liye kyun bechaari ko maar rahe ho", he said as Musthaq seemed to cool down.
Purva certainly did not expect Mushtaq, her husband to slap her in front of Hussain and Irfan especially when the egos were running so high.
Mushtaq did not say anything, but it was clear that he was pissed off with Purva's behavior towards the problem and the way she was talking with Hussain, the sarpanch of the slums. He certainly did not expect Purva to be so rebellious.
Getting face slaps from her own husband in front of the men weakened Purva's resolve as tears started to flow heavily from her eyes. Hussain smirked at Purva's tears and took the opportunity to weaken her resolve even more "Randi kahin ki...ek toh besharam aurat hai aur upar se paise pooch rahi hai", he said as he spit on her face in front of both Mushtaq and Irfan. Purva, not wanting to show her weakened resolve in front of the men, just hung her head down and she started sobbing. She did feel like she was being reasonable in asking money for service as the slum's naach raand, but once she received so many slaps from her husband, she decided to stay put. After all, she was a disciplined housewife.
Mushtaq still furious with Purva's behavior stood up and joined his hands together. "Hussain saheb mere randi k taraf se maafi mangta hu...main isse samjhaunga...aap nikal lijiye", he said.
Hussain nodded and got up, and so did Irfan. Hussain then said "Mushtaq teri randi ko aukaat me rakh...iski moonh se bass tera muth nikalni chahiye, awaaz nhi".
"Ji saheb", said Mushtaq, as Hussain and Irfan proceeded to leave. They threw one last glance before they left, at the naked Purva who was by now in all tears. Irfan condescendingly said "Jaada nhi bolti toh rona nhi padta aise".
After they left Mushtaq closed the door and then came back to Purva who was crying uncontrollably sitting on the bed. For a moment he did feel apologetic for his behavior towards his whore even though he decided to reprimand her for her behavior towards the sarpanch of the slums. Of course, now he was feeling sympathetic for Purva having slapped her roughly so many times in front of those men. Sympathetically, he put his hand on Purva's shoulder and immediately, Purva shrugged herself forcing Mushtaq to withdraw his hand off of her. Still sobbing, she took the pillow off of the bed and placed it on the floor and slept on the ground all naked sobbing even more into the pillow. Of course, Purva did not expect her husband to slap her and call her names in front of the men, and it seemed like she was more emotionally hurt than physically as her sobs seemed out of control now. Mushtaq, unsure of what to do and how to patch up things with Purva, just sat on the bed looking at his nude whore lying on the ground crying loudly into the pillow.
Purva too unable to control herself, blurted out "Saheb, main nanga toh apne mann se ghoomti hu na...stage pe itne saare mard k saamne khullam khulla naachna aasan nhi hai...yeh samajh lo. Mujhe pata hai ki woh joh guests aayenge woh mere bhosde se khelenge aur mera poora fayda uthayenge...fir bhi maine haan bol diya...paise dene main aap itna scene kar rahe ho....yeh kya baat hui?".
Hussain said, "Bhosde se khel lenge...aise bol rahi hai jaise tera kuch nuksaan ho rha hai...abhi k abhi tu 100 mard se chudegi tera mann karta hai toh..."
"Ji haan, kyun nhi, parr uske liye bhi main paise lungi", said Purva.
By now, even Irfan had lost his cool. He could not believe this docile whore he had known for a few hours was behaving so restlessly.
As Hussain again started to lose his temper, Irfan nudged him to keep his calm, and said "Chal randi bol tujhe yeh sab karne k liye kitne paise chahiye?".
Purva was glad that finally they started to talk about money. "Saheb, pura nanga naach rhi hu aur woh bhi sab k saamne, toh kam se kam ek gaane k liye 1000 rupayee toh lagenge".
Irfan let out a giggle sarcastically, and so did Hussain. "Ek gaane pe 1000 rupayee maang rahi hai tu? Loudi itne paise me tere jaise main 100 randiyon ko le aa sakta hu samjhi?", said Hussain.
"Achha saheb, toh thik hai toh unse hi karwa lo apna raandnaach", said Purva showing a tinge of arrogance.
Just then, the most unexpected thing happened. Mushtaq slapped Purva hard on Purva's face that made everyone quiet for a moment.
"Bhosdi wali, pehle dhyaan se baat karna seekh bade logon se. Aur ek gaane pe nanga naachna k liye 1000 rupayee maang rahi hai tu? Mastanpur me apni ijjat kya samajh rakha hai tu ne? randi ki aulaad!", he shouted loudly as he started to slap purva hard on both her cheeks continuously before Irfan stopped him. "Arre Mushtaq ji, yeh kya kar rahe ho apni biwi k saath...control karo yaar...thik h randi hai toh paise maang rahi hai...uske liye kyun bechaari ko maar rahe ho", he said as Musthaq seemed to cool down.
Purva certainly did not expect Mushtaq, her husband to slap her in front of Hussain and Irfan especially when the egos were running so high.
Mushtaq did not say anything, but it was clear that he was pissed off with Purva's behavior towards the problem and the way she was talking with Hussain, the sarpanch of the slums. He certainly did not expect Purva to be so rebellious.
Getting face slaps from her own husband in front of the men weakened Purva's resolve as tears started to flow heavily from her eyes. Hussain smirked at Purva's tears and took the opportunity to weaken her resolve even more "Randi kahin ki...ek toh besharam aurat hai aur upar se paise pooch rahi hai", he said as he spit on her face in front of both Mushtaq and Irfan. Purva, not wanting to show her weakened resolve in front of the men, just hung her head down and she started sobbing. She did feel like she was being reasonable in asking money for service as the slum's naach raand, but once she received so many slaps from her husband, she decided to stay put. After all, she was a disciplined housewife.
Mushtaq still furious with Purva's behavior stood up and joined his hands together. "Hussain saheb mere randi k taraf se maafi mangta hu...main isse samjhaunga...aap nikal lijiye", he said.
Hussain nodded and got up, and so did Irfan. Hussain then said "Mushtaq teri randi ko aukaat me rakh...iski moonh se bass tera muth nikalni chahiye, awaaz nhi".
"Ji saheb", said Mushtaq, as Hussain and Irfan proceeded to leave. They threw one last glance before they left, at the naked Purva who was by now in all tears. Irfan condescendingly said "Jaada nhi bolti toh rona nhi padta aise".
After they left Mushtaq closed the door and then came back to Purva who was crying uncontrollably sitting on the bed. For a moment he did feel apologetic for his behavior towards his whore even though he decided to reprimand her for her behavior towards the sarpanch of the slums. Of course, now he was feeling sympathetic for Purva having slapped her roughly so many times in front of those men. Sympathetically, he put his hand on Purva's shoulder and immediately, Purva shrugged herself forcing Mushtaq to withdraw his hand off of her. Still sobbing, she took the pillow off of the bed and placed it on the floor and slept on the ground all naked sobbing even more into the pillow. Of course, Purva did not expect her husband to slap her and call her names in front of the men, and it seemed like she was more emotionally hurt than physically as her sobs seemed out of control now. Mushtaq, unsure of what to do and how to patch up things with Purva, just sat on the bed looking at his nude whore lying on the ground crying loudly into the pillow.
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