04-12-2022, 06:45 PM
Practice makes a MAN perfect
Over the next two days, Irfan pushed Purva over the limit as he made her practise for more than 10 hours per day. They would start at around 9 am and then practise till about 2 pm after which they would break for lunch and then convene again at around 4 pm and practise till about 11pm in the night. Purva would be panting all throughout as she demonstrated great energy levels with each of her steps much to the delight and satisfaction of Irfan. He was certainly happy that Purva had improved her energy levels as she shamelessly danced through all the loud songs as he wished.
"Randi tujhe yeh samajhna padega ki sab mard tujhe dekhne aayenge...woh log dekhna chahte hai tere bhosda kitna sahi hai, tere babbe kitne bade hai aur woh kaise hilte hai, tu kitni besharam hai. Yeh tu bhool ja ki tu ek aurat hai aur soch ki tu ek mard hi hai jo sab k saamne kapde pehn k naach rha hai...waise tujhe dance karna hai", he would repeatedly tell her in her breaks as she would be panting and drinking water.
Over the next two days, Irfan also increased her diet to a great extent. In the morning, at the start of her session, he would command Purva to eat her 12 bananas as usual. After lunch before convening for their evening session at 4pm, Irfan would give Purva 10 bananas that would give her more energy for their second session. Again at around 7pm, he ordered her to have 12 more bananas that would give her enough energy till their session lasted till 11pm.
Irfan also increased the whole intensity factor of the raand naach that Purva had very clearly realised. He used songs that were more loud and had faster beats that required the whore to dance more vigorously. Also, she realised that she was being used more and more by the lads. For one of the songs, Purva was taught to do a step where she was told to show her behind to the audience and shake her ass titillatingly and move towards the audience. As she did so, Irfan commanded two lads on either side of her who would slap at her ass roughly several times till she was inches distances from the front row of the audience. "Abbe yaar tum logon ko kya ho gaya? yeh aurat nhi hai, randi hai, ek dum aur jor se iski gaand maaro", Irfan would shout at the lads as they would repeat the step several times until they all got it right. Purva realised how sore she felt as the lads slapped at her ass mercilessly so that they could get it right, right enough to satisfy Irfan. The step of course did not end there. After jiggling her ass towards the audience with the two lads slapping roughly at her ass cheeks with their bare hands several times, Purva was required to turn towards the audience and in one quick motion fall on her back with a thud on the floor and spread her legs wide and push her pelvis to and fro to expose her naked vagina to the crowd. It was indeed quite a titillating step that would entice the audience, thought Purva. In practising the latter step, Purva ended up falling on her back on the rough floor inconveniently several times before getting it right. Repeating the step several times, she was scared for her spinal cord but she didn't say anything to her master. Of course, she realised that the raand naach was a very special event and that she had to be at her very best and so she did not object to Irfan's demands even once.
Purva also had to face the wrath of Irfan in instances where she could not get her steps right even in multiple attempts. For example, in one of the songs, Purva was required to raise her arms and put her hands on her head to show her armpit hair, bend at her knees and walk awkwardly towards one of the lads as a comic step that was intended to elicit laughs from the audience. The song that was played was actually a parody song where a male prisoner was acting as a female in front of a horny security officer officer in the security officer station, who was reprimanding the prisoner for his petty crimes. For this song, Irfan wanted Purva to enact the role of the prisoner. She was required to dance like a man dressed as a female and to have certain funny and nonsensical facial expressions that were intended to show Purva as a man dressed like a female. But, no matter how many times Purva tried, Irfan wasn't satisfied with Purva's efforts. "Chutiya hai randi tu...yeh step nhi kar pa rahi hai", he shouted at her. "Mujhe tera chehra aur tera steps dekh ke hansi aane chahiye loudi, mere chehre pe hansi dikh rahi hai kya tujhe? loudi kahin ki", he shouted loudly at her and tightly slapped her on her right cheek after Purva couldn't get it right even after 5-6 attempts. That was the moment when Purva lost it and she instantly started to develop tears in her eyes, as she stood there naked in front of the men and cried, much to Irfan's annoyance. "Bass yeh rona aata hai tujhe, nikamma randi", he shouted loudly at her and exited the shed in anger, as Purva broke down. She fell to the floor and cried loudly with her hand in her hands. Fortunately, the young lads empathised with her who came up to her and comforted her. "Arre raand bhabhi, koi nhi...ro mat tu", one of them said as Purva continued to cry non-stop. "Irfan ji bohot strict master hai aur yeh sab tujhe jhelna padega raand bhabhi", said another to comfort her. Purva looked up at them with teary eyes and said, "mujhe yeh step nhi aa rha hai Firan, aur master ji mere se pareshaan ho gaye hai", she said as she continued to cry like a kid. The lads realised that she wasn't hurt because she received a tight slap from her master, but because she failed to impress him. They could not believe the commitment she showed for the raand naach and her willingness to impress her master. One of the lads named Kabir then said, "Dekho bhabhi aap aise karo", he said as he enacted the step himself as a male prisoner dressed in female clothes. Purva looked up at him and inadvertently let out a funny laugh looking at him even though she was still crying, and she immediately realised what was wrong with her steps and her expression. Looking at her smile in between her tears made the lads happy. "Ab samjhi na tu, bass yeh kar jab master ji wapas aayenge", the lad said to her as he kissed her lovingly on her cheeks and wiped her tears. After that, Purva somehow managed to get her confidence back and as soon as Irfan arrived back into the shed after a smoke, she immediately got into the pose where she raised her arms and put her hands on head. She then bent awkwardly at her knees and walked towards Irfan like a ridiculous tramp. This time, her facial expression were perfect as she squinted her eyes and pushed her tongue out in random directions, twisting her face randomly. Watching her, Irfan let out a happy smile as Purva completed her step by falling at the security officerman's feet. This time, purva was sure that she did her steps as Irfan wanted and looked up at Irfan while she lay at his feet, as Irfan nodded his head in approval. Immediately the lads clapped in delight, knowing that Purva had finally got her step right. Purva too smiled at Irfan and wiped her tears, pleased that she had succeeded in impressing her master.
After her dance practice would end, Purva would be really sore from all the steps and the slaps she would receive from the lads as part of the steps. Indeed, the raand naach was taking a toll on her and she wished that she was fit enough for the actual raand naach. The practise was indeed very strenuous for her, as Irfan only expected the best from her.
On the third and last day of her practise, Purva was made to stay up till 4 am in the morning by her master. The dance troop had left by 11pm, but Irfan found imperfections in some of the steps that Purva had to perform and so he made her stay till late in the morning. He made her repeat her steps until she managed to get all of them right. She was extremely tired at the end of it, but truth be told, she was impressed with the level of professionalism Irfan had showed. She had eaten about 40 bananas that day and she had expended all of her energy for her steps, such was the caliber Irfan had brought out of his students.
At the end of the session, Irfan seemed really happy. "Meri raand, ab mujhe lag rha hai tu ek dum tayyar hai teri raandnaach k liye. Kal tera makeup hai, uske baad ek baar aur thoda practise kar lenge hum", he said as they ended the session at 4am in the morning.
As she reached home, she saw Mushtaq fast asleep. She didn't want to wake him up even though she longed for some quality rough sex with her hubby. Moreover she didn't have the energy after practising for her raand naach through the day and night. She washed her face and slept on the floor and drifted to sleep in a matter of seconds.
Over the next two days, Irfan pushed Purva over the limit as he made her practise for more than 10 hours per day. They would start at around 9 am and then practise till about 2 pm after which they would break for lunch and then convene again at around 4 pm and practise till about 11pm in the night. Purva would be panting all throughout as she demonstrated great energy levels with each of her steps much to the delight and satisfaction of Irfan. He was certainly happy that Purva had improved her energy levels as she shamelessly danced through all the loud songs as he wished.
"Randi tujhe yeh samajhna padega ki sab mard tujhe dekhne aayenge...woh log dekhna chahte hai tere bhosda kitna sahi hai, tere babbe kitne bade hai aur woh kaise hilte hai, tu kitni besharam hai. Yeh tu bhool ja ki tu ek aurat hai aur soch ki tu ek mard hi hai jo sab k saamne kapde pehn k naach rha hai...waise tujhe dance karna hai", he would repeatedly tell her in her breaks as she would be panting and drinking water.
Over the next two days, Irfan also increased her diet to a great extent. In the morning, at the start of her session, he would command Purva to eat her 12 bananas as usual. After lunch before convening for their evening session at 4pm, Irfan would give Purva 10 bananas that would give her more energy for their second session. Again at around 7pm, he ordered her to have 12 more bananas that would give her enough energy till their session lasted till 11pm.
Irfan also increased the whole intensity factor of the raand naach that Purva had very clearly realised. He used songs that were more loud and had faster beats that required the whore to dance more vigorously. Also, she realised that she was being used more and more by the lads. For one of the songs, Purva was taught to do a step where she was told to show her behind to the audience and shake her ass titillatingly and move towards the audience. As she did so, Irfan commanded two lads on either side of her who would slap at her ass roughly several times till she was inches distances from the front row of the audience. "Abbe yaar tum logon ko kya ho gaya? yeh aurat nhi hai, randi hai, ek dum aur jor se iski gaand maaro", Irfan would shout at the lads as they would repeat the step several times until they all got it right. Purva realised how sore she felt as the lads slapped at her ass mercilessly so that they could get it right, right enough to satisfy Irfan. The step of course did not end there. After jiggling her ass towards the audience with the two lads slapping roughly at her ass cheeks with their bare hands several times, Purva was required to turn towards the audience and in one quick motion fall on her back with a thud on the floor and spread her legs wide and push her pelvis to and fro to expose her naked vagina to the crowd. It was indeed quite a titillating step that would entice the audience, thought Purva. In practising the latter step, Purva ended up falling on her back on the rough floor inconveniently several times before getting it right. Repeating the step several times, she was scared for her spinal cord but she didn't say anything to her master. Of course, she realised that the raand naach was a very special event and that she had to be at her very best and so she did not object to Irfan's demands even once.
Purva also had to face the wrath of Irfan in instances where she could not get her steps right even in multiple attempts. For example, in one of the songs, Purva was required to raise her arms and put her hands on her head to show her armpit hair, bend at her knees and walk awkwardly towards one of the lads as a comic step that was intended to elicit laughs from the audience. The song that was played was actually a parody song where a male prisoner was acting as a female in front of a horny security officer officer in the security officer station, who was reprimanding the prisoner for his petty crimes. For this song, Irfan wanted Purva to enact the role of the prisoner. She was required to dance like a man dressed as a female and to have certain funny and nonsensical facial expressions that were intended to show Purva as a man dressed like a female. But, no matter how many times Purva tried, Irfan wasn't satisfied with Purva's efforts. "Chutiya hai randi tu...yeh step nhi kar pa rahi hai", he shouted at her. "Mujhe tera chehra aur tera steps dekh ke hansi aane chahiye loudi, mere chehre pe hansi dikh rahi hai kya tujhe? loudi kahin ki", he shouted loudly at her and tightly slapped her on her right cheek after Purva couldn't get it right even after 5-6 attempts. That was the moment when Purva lost it and she instantly started to develop tears in her eyes, as she stood there naked in front of the men and cried, much to Irfan's annoyance. "Bass yeh rona aata hai tujhe, nikamma randi", he shouted loudly at her and exited the shed in anger, as Purva broke down. She fell to the floor and cried loudly with her hand in her hands. Fortunately, the young lads empathised with her who came up to her and comforted her. "Arre raand bhabhi, koi nhi...ro mat tu", one of them said as Purva continued to cry non-stop. "Irfan ji bohot strict master hai aur yeh sab tujhe jhelna padega raand bhabhi", said another to comfort her. Purva looked up at them with teary eyes and said, "mujhe yeh step nhi aa rha hai Firan, aur master ji mere se pareshaan ho gaye hai", she said as she continued to cry like a kid. The lads realised that she wasn't hurt because she received a tight slap from her master, but because she failed to impress him. They could not believe the commitment she showed for the raand naach and her willingness to impress her master. One of the lads named Kabir then said, "Dekho bhabhi aap aise karo", he said as he enacted the step himself as a male prisoner dressed in female clothes. Purva looked up at him and inadvertently let out a funny laugh looking at him even though she was still crying, and she immediately realised what was wrong with her steps and her expression. Looking at her smile in between her tears made the lads happy. "Ab samjhi na tu, bass yeh kar jab master ji wapas aayenge", the lad said to her as he kissed her lovingly on her cheeks and wiped her tears. After that, Purva somehow managed to get her confidence back and as soon as Irfan arrived back into the shed after a smoke, she immediately got into the pose where she raised her arms and put her hands on head. She then bent awkwardly at her knees and walked towards Irfan like a ridiculous tramp. This time, her facial expression were perfect as she squinted her eyes and pushed her tongue out in random directions, twisting her face randomly. Watching her, Irfan let out a happy smile as Purva completed her step by falling at the security officerman's feet. This time, purva was sure that she did her steps as Irfan wanted and looked up at Irfan while she lay at his feet, as Irfan nodded his head in approval. Immediately the lads clapped in delight, knowing that Purva had finally got her step right. Purva too smiled at Irfan and wiped her tears, pleased that she had succeeded in impressing her master.
After her dance practice would end, Purva would be really sore from all the steps and the slaps she would receive from the lads as part of the steps. Indeed, the raand naach was taking a toll on her and she wished that she was fit enough for the actual raand naach. The practise was indeed very strenuous for her, as Irfan only expected the best from her.
On the third and last day of her practise, Purva was made to stay up till 4 am in the morning by her master. The dance troop had left by 11pm, but Irfan found imperfections in some of the steps that Purva had to perform and so he made her stay till late in the morning. He made her repeat her steps until she managed to get all of them right. She was extremely tired at the end of it, but truth be told, she was impressed with the level of professionalism Irfan had showed. She had eaten about 40 bananas that day and she had expended all of her energy for her steps, such was the caliber Irfan had brought out of his students.
At the end of the session, Irfan seemed really happy. "Meri raand, ab mujhe lag rha hai tu ek dum tayyar hai teri raandnaach k liye. Kal tera makeup hai, uske baad ek baar aur thoda practise kar lenge hum", he said as they ended the session at 4am in the morning.
As she reached home, she saw Mushtaq fast asleep. She didn't want to wake him up even though she longed for some quality rough sex with her hubby. Moreover she didn't have the energy after practising for her raand naach through the day and night. She washed her face and slept on the floor and drifted to sleep in a matter of seconds.
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