02-06-2019, 01:10 PM
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The Revenge, part 3
Mumbai, 36 hours earlier
Kumkum stayed for two days at the house of her friend Geeta. She had not seen or heard of her sister Nilanjana since then. Geeta could not get to know what was wrong with her friend. Kumkum did not dare to tell anything about the kidnapping or the strange behaviour of her sister. If anyone would know about her kidnap it would be nearly impossible to prove that she has not been bangd and lost her modesty. Also the fact that her sister had stolen a lot of money (as she had been told) was not a thing she would share, even with her best friend. Finally Geeta suggested to meet some friends at the shopping mall, maybe Kumkum could get some relaxation.
Now Kumkum was on her way back to the apartment to get some clothes. She did not allow Geeta to accompany her, not being sure what to find at home.
At the apartment no one was at home. No trace of Nilanjana or her brother-in-law Siddarth.
Kumkum takes a bath. Kumkum don’t know all her movements in the flat are monitored by the hidden cameras placed by Vicky and Rohit. Nor she knows that Vicky and Rohit are jerking them off while watching the undressed Kumkum. They watch her putting on her bra and panties. Putting on lipstick, mascara. Getting dressed in a purple blouse and a pair of tight jeans. It’s an expensive pair, Italian design and back zipped. Kumkum loves it. It puts great emphasis on her sexy butt. A friend joked her not to wear it on one of Mumbais overcrowded busses. Within seconds guys would unzip her butt and start fondling her ass. In a jeans like that she might even end up being assfucked on the bus. Kumkum laughed at her. Surely she was jealous.
Kumkum is ready now. She grabs her bag and her cellphone and closes the door of the flat, takes the elevator down. She leaves the building. Her cellphones rings. It’s not Geeta, it’s not Nilanjana. No, its the mother of Rahul her fiancé. The message is short. The wedding will be postponed. It’s better not to ask any questions. They will inform her in a few days.
Kumkum is astonished. Has this something to do with her sister, her strange behaviour, the kidnapping? Kumkum suddenly feels very bad.
“Hello Kumkum”. A girl in red salwar-kameez approaches her. She does not recognize the girl.
“Don’t worry, I am sent by Siddarth. I suppose you have a lot of questions?”
Kumkum is suspicious. How does she know? On the other hand Siddarth might be informed by the family of Rahul.
“Let’s not stay here too long. Please come with me”.
The girl looks friendly. And what can Kumkum do? She is in a difficult position.
“Come with me, and all your doubts will be solved. But I can’t tell you more here. We might be overheard”.
Two minutes later the two girls leave in a car. Forty minutes later Kumkum finds herself in a flat. During the ride the unknown girl avoided any discussion on the subject. She just kept talking some nonsense chit-chat and flattered Kumkum with some questions and remarks about her jeans and blouse.
Now in the flat, they sit next to each other on a sofa, in front of a TV set.
“I want to show you a video”. The gril turns on the DVD-player.
Kumkum watches a woman in her early 30’s dancing in front of ten guys. Only clothed in white bra and slip. A second scene: the same woman on her fours, being fucked. She screams: “AH, AHHHHH, AAHHHH. Deeper Harder. I am YOUR RANDI BHABHI. The HOTTEST RANDI of Mumbai. FUCK ME. FUCK ME.” The video shows clearly the boots. Overknees with stilettos. There are words written on the boots: “FUCK ME”, “BOOT WHORE”, “SEX SLAVE”. There are also words written in lipstick on her body: PLAY WITH ME, FUCK TOY, CUM IN ME. The woman wears a chain, clamped on her nipples. It looks very painful, but it seems only to make the woman more horny. She starts to cock suck a second man. He is pulling the nipple chain hard. The woman moans.
Next the woman is riding a dildo, with a second dildo in her ass.
Kumkum is shocked. She knows this whore. And she recognizes the humiliating, degrading, treatment of her. She has read it all before...
She turns her head. The girl smiles at her. Kumkum can hardly speak. "You must be... you must be...".
"Yes, Kumkum, you are right".
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The Revenge, part 3
Mumbai, 36 hours earlier
Kumkum stayed for two days at the house of her friend Geeta. She had not seen or heard of her sister Nilanjana since then. Geeta could not get to know what was wrong with her friend. Kumkum did not dare to tell anything about the kidnapping or the strange behaviour of her sister. If anyone would know about her kidnap it would be nearly impossible to prove that she has not been bangd and lost her modesty. Also the fact that her sister had stolen a lot of money (as she had been told) was not a thing she would share, even with her best friend. Finally Geeta suggested to meet some friends at the shopping mall, maybe Kumkum could get some relaxation.
Now Kumkum was on her way back to the apartment to get some clothes. She did not allow Geeta to accompany her, not being sure what to find at home.
At the apartment no one was at home. No trace of Nilanjana or her brother-in-law Siddarth.
Kumkum takes a bath. Kumkum don’t know all her movements in the flat are monitored by the hidden cameras placed by Vicky and Rohit. Nor she knows that Vicky and Rohit are jerking them off while watching the undressed Kumkum. They watch her putting on her bra and panties. Putting on lipstick, mascara. Getting dressed in a purple blouse and a pair of tight jeans. It’s an expensive pair, Italian design and back zipped. Kumkum loves it. It puts great emphasis on her sexy butt. A friend joked her not to wear it on one of Mumbais overcrowded busses. Within seconds guys would unzip her butt and start fondling her ass. In a jeans like that she might even end up being assfucked on the bus. Kumkum laughed at her. Surely she was jealous.
Kumkum is ready now. She grabs her bag and her cellphone and closes the door of the flat, takes the elevator down. She leaves the building. Her cellphones rings. It’s not Geeta, it’s not Nilanjana. No, its the mother of Rahul her fiancé. The message is short. The wedding will be postponed. It’s better not to ask any questions. They will inform her in a few days.
Kumkum is astonished. Has this something to do with her sister, her strange behaviour, the kidnapping? Kumkum suddenly feels very bad.
“Hello Kumkum”. A girl in red salwar-kameez approaches her. She does not recognize the girl.
“Don’t worry, I am sent by Siddarth. I suppose you have a lot of questions?”
Kumkum is suspicious. How does she know? On the other hand Siddarth might be informed by the family of Rahul.
“Let’s not stay here too long. Please come with me”.
The girl looks friendly. And what can Kumkum do? She is in a difficult position.
“Come with me, and all your doubts will be solved. But I can’t tell you more here. We might be overheard”.
Two minutes later the two girls leave in a car. Forty minutes later Kumkum finds herself in a flat. During the ride the unknown girl avoided any discussion on the subject. She just kept talking some nonsense chit-chat and flattered Kumkum with some questions and remarks about her jeans and blouse.
Now in the flat, they sit next to each other on a sofa, in front of a TV set.
“I want to show you a video”. The gril turns on the DVD-player.
Kumkum watches a woman in her early 30’s dancing in front of ten guys. Only clothed in white bra and slip. A second scene: the same woman on her fours, being fucked. She screams: “AH, AHHHHH, AAHHHH. Deeper Harder. I am YOUR RANDI BHABHI. The HOTTEST RANDI of Mumbai. FUCK ME. FUCK ME.” The video shows clearly the boots. Overknees with stilettos. There are words written on the boots: “FUCK ME”, “BOOT WHORE”, “SEX SLAVE”. There are also words written in lipstick on her body: PLAY WITH ME, FUCK TOY, CUM IN ME. The woman wears a chain, clamped on her nipples. It looks very painful, but it seems only to make the woman more horny. She starts to cock suck a second man. He is pulling the nipple chain hard. The woman moans.
Next the woman is riding a dildo, with a second dildo in her ass.
Kumkum is shocked. She knows this whore. And she recognizes the humiliating, degrading, treatment of her. She has read it all before...
She turns her head. The girl smiles at her. Kumkum can hardly speak. "You must be... you must be...".
"Yes, Kumkum, you are right".
.
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