25-12-2023, 07:47 PM
Chhoton: Ahem! Hey Dola! Your husband made a video call on my phone. He wants to talk to you. Take the call.
Dola slowly sat upright, lazily stretched out her left hand and took the phone. I gasped as her pretty face appeared on my phone screen. My sexy wife was totally drugged. She could only open half of her eyelids with great difficulty. Her eyeballs were as red as hibiscus. Her eyeliner got melted, leaving long black marks on her both cheeks. A white mustache of cocaine had formed under her nose. Her puffy lips were wet and drooping. There were clear bite marks on them. Her whole chin was covered with dried cum. My slovenly wife smiled a little when she saw my concerned face on the video call.
Dola (slurring, in a tired voice): Hi! Good morning!
Me (in a soft voice): Morning! How are you?
Dola (slurring, in a tired voice): Good. You?
Me (in a soft voice): Fine. Are you people going to Talsari?
Dola (suddenly turns her head to her left and giggles, slurring): Oh Oh Oh! What are you doing Bittu? Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Stop being so naughty. Can’t you see I’m on a video call with my hubby?
My wife’s hand shook and the camera angle immediately turned downwards. I saw that her mini skirt got rolled up even more, fully exposing her clean shaven pussy. Bittu had buried two of his fingers into her lovehole and already started fingering her. What an devilishly outrageous act! Meanwhile, I saw Raghu from the other side, opening her unbuttoned shirt with fast hands. He quickly took out her large titties, lowered his face and started sucking them in turn. I was hoping that at least my hot wife wouldn’t have the audacity to let those thugs play with her so openly while she was video chatting with me. I expected her to push them away. But, to my utter shock, she did nothing. Instead, she started laughing shamelessly like a cheap trollop, who enjoyed being molested in front of an audience.
Dola (this time turning her head to her right and giggles, slurring): Ah Ah Ah! Ah Ah Ah! You bastard! You too have started. Hee Hee! Hee Hee!
My whore wife got so engrossed with the outlandishly obscene acts of her two reckless boyfriends that she quickly forgot all about our video chat. Her left hand slowly came down and rested on Bittu’s lap as she leaned back on the seat and started moaning softly. After waiting for a minute, when I saw that Dola had completely forgotten about me, I couldn’t help but clear my throat.
Me (in a slightly loud voice): Ahem! Ahem! Hey Dola! What the fuck are you doing? Baby, please talk to me.
My voice did the trick. Hearing me call, my wife remembered that she was in a video chat with me. Her left hand slowly raised up again and once more Dola’s face appeared on my phone screen. There was no sign of shame on that pretty face, as if nothing had happened. Maybe she didn’t notice in her insobriety that I had already seen her blatant smuttiness.
Dola (slurring): Sorry! I fell asleep while chatting with. You know, I’m really tired. What were you saying?
Me (in a slightly angry tone): Why? Didn’t you sleep at night?
Dola (slurring and giggling): Oh! You didn’t know these guys. These bad bad boys kept me awake all night. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! They have great stamina. They didn’t sleep themselves and didn’t let me sleep either. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Our party went on all night. Ugh! These rascals brought tons of booze so we could have an all night party. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! And not just booze. They also had cocaine in their pockets. These naughty boys don’t like to party without doing cocaine. I wasn’t doing it at first. But these bastards didn’t listen to me at all. They just forced me to do it. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! You should try once. Awesome stuff! You’ll feel so light, almost weightless. How to best put it? It’s like getting your own wings. You’ll feel like you’re flying in the air. Hee Hee! Hee Hee!
Me (in an angry voice): Oh! I get it alright. You don’t have to explain to me anymore. You partied all night with your new friends. You drank a lot. You did cocaine. You had tons of fun. See, I got you just fine. But what I don’t understand is why the fuck are you going to Talsari? Your sister’s birthday ended last night. What was the need to continue partying then? At home, your parents are awfully worried for you two. Their girls went out last evening and didn’t return home yet. It’s so natural to get really tensed.
Dola (slurring, in a dumb voice): What the fuck are you saying? Who the fuck told you that Mala didn’t went back home?
I didn’t quite understand the last words of my plastered wife. What did she just said? Has my sister-in-law already run away leaving Dola all alone in the hands of these horny thugs? Why? Is the gang planning something big for my sexy wife? What could it well be? Is it something particularly sinister? Why should Mala be sent home? Why do they want my hot wife all by herself? You see, my head throbbed at those frightful thoughts. I somehow managed to get a grip on myself and tried to maintain my composure.
Me (in an inquisitive tone): What the fuck do you mean by that? Are you saying that Mala went home leaving you alone with your new friends?
Dola (giggling and slurring): Oh! You’re so dumb. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Why should I be alone? I’m with seven strong guys. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Mala got sick. So she went home. I also wanted to go back with her. But these naughty rascals just wouldn’t let me go. These guys were so adamant that the party wouldn’t be much of a fun without me at Talsari, I had to give in. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! These boys may look very rough and tough, but they’re actually quite a sweetheart. They’re really good to me, you know. Chhoton, Bittu and Raghu is keeping me company now, while the rest went to drop my sister at our house. We’re going to leave for Talsari as soon they come back. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Don’t worry about mom and dad. Mala will explain everything to them. Then they won’t be so tensed. You also don’t take any unnecessary stress. My friends know how to take good care of me. You can bet on that. Hee Hee! Hee Hee!
I got really pissed off as my whore wife boldly praised her devilish boyfriends. However, I somehow controlled my anger. I didn’t forget those murderous tone and threatening words of Chhoton. I knew very well that one false move of mine could cost me much damage.
Me (in a sarcastic voice): I can really see how much they’ve taken care of you. You don’t have to worry about me though. You go and party with your friends at Talsari. My only request to you is please keep me posted from time to time. Otherwise, frankly speaking, I’ll be really tensed. Can you please do that for me at least?
Dola (chuckling and slurring): Sure! No problem. You’re my dear hubby. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! You’ve been so good to me. You always give me full freedom. Don’t worry. You’ll be getting my updates from time to time. That’s for sure. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Well, I’ve to go now. The boys have arrived. Now, we’re off to Talsari. Take care baby! Bye bye!
After my adulterous wife ended the video call, I went back to bed. I felt absolutely helpless. The situation seemed to be much more dreadful than I had anticipated. My heavily intoxicated wife looked like in such a horrific state that even if those fanatics took her somewhere else instead of Talsari, she wouldn’t notice. Last evening, I had a suspicion that if someone saw my drunk hot wife dancing at a night club, some horny guys would want to take advantage of her, just like those hungry dogs that would come to the smell of an open piece of meat in a tavern. But now I could see a pack of ferocious hyenas surrounding her and would not let her go before tearing her juicy body to shreds. God only knows in what kind of deplorable state my slut wife would return home. However, I could not see a way to rescue her from their clutches. I couldn’t figure out what to do.
Should I call my father-in-law? Should I tell him everything? He’s a heart patient. Once he learns all about his daughter’s disgraceful misfortune, the good gentleman would surely have a heart attack. I can’t even inform my mother-in-law either. Then the good lady would certainly be crying all day. If that’s the case, my father-in-law would eventually get to know everything. No! I can never call them. Let their other daughter explain everything to them. There’s a good chance that she would lie. But, right now, they don’t need to know the truth anyways.
Should I report to the security officer then? They could use Chhoton’s phone number to track down the gang and rescue my wife right now. And those goons will also be arrested. However, there’s a small catch. If the security officer are informed, everything will be there out in the open. I live in a small town like Siliguri. Everyone here would come to know what exactly my wife is doing with those seven thugs. My honor will be tarnished overnight. I would not be able to face anyone anymore.
Along with that, the news will spread to Kolkata, where MLA Kalnag Sau is waiting like a ferocious beast ready to pounce on anyone who has done any kind of harm to him in any goddamn way. When Kalubabu gets to know that his men have been caught by the security officer while fooling around with some whore, he will surely take some drastic measures. Given his terrible reputation, he doesn’t seem likely to let the scoundrels rot in jail for long. Apart from that, he may develop a natural resentment towards me for getting the security officer involved. And if that happens, I’ll surely be facing his fearsome wrath. He would surely have his revenge by framing me in a false case and sending me to jail. Or he may take away my sexy wife and turn her into one of his several concubines. Or maybe he’ll do both. I read something like that in the newspaper a few days ago. My throat went dry with fear as I remembered that terrible news.
After giving much thought to the whole situation, I decided to keep quiet for now. I got to see how things turn out first and then it would me easier for me to take some action. I was more than hundred percent sure that those seven thugs would freely bang my voluptous wife today. And I also knew that I would be getting enough samples of their lewd acts. If something needed to be done about, it could be easily done later. Let it be as it is for now. I got to sit tight and wait for my wife to come home. Once Dola got free from the vile clutches of those horny goons, I would then cautiously take some appropriate measure.
I had breakfast and went to office. It was better to stay busy in the office than to waste time in worrying alone at home during these difficult times. I didn’t pick the phone up even once and kept it in my pocket all day. I didn’t want to worry anymore. I got to be at peace in my office at least. In the evening I had dinner at a restaurant. Then I bought a bottle of whiskey from the wine shop and returned home. I needed to drink a little to get through the night. Back home, I don’t know why I felt that once the phone gets into my hand, I would have to spend the whole night awake. Hence, I freshen up and slept for four hours. When I woke up, I made myself a small peg of whiskey with four ice cubes. Then I picked up the phone while sipping the wine. I expected to see many messages on my my WhatsApp today, just like yesterday. However, to my utter surprise not a single message arrived. Did those scoundrels really forget all about me after they tricked my hot and dumb wife into staying with them all alone? I sat quietly and started drinking. What else could I do? The clock just struck midnight. I was into my sixth peg and was wondering whether to fall asleep, when a message came in on my WhatsApp.
+91983012**** (00:01 AM): Have fun! [Link]
The message was most confusing. Why did that son of a bitch, Chhoton message me so late? And then why sent a link instead of videos? You see, I was getting comfortable with the arrangement. It was going so well. He was sending me hot videos of my raunchy wife on WhatsApp from the other side and I was watching them there. Why the fuck did he suddenly change the method? Most like, when a cunning goon like Chhoton wanted me to have fun, the purpose couldn’t be any good. I was almost certain that it would be most unpleasant for me. Whether it was fun or a bitter punishment, I could only know by opening the link. I quickly finished my peg and clicked on the link. An unfamiliar cloud storage site opened. The profile that got open had a bunch of videos uploaded. I could easily guess whose they are without even opening them. Without any further delay I started opening those videos one after another.
Dola slowly sat upright, lazily stretched out her left hand and took the phone. I gasped as her pretty face appeared on my phone screen. My sexy wife was totally drugged. She could only open half of her eyelids with great difficulty. Her eyeballs were as red as hibiscus. Her eyeliner got melted, leaving long black marks on her both cheeks. A white mustache of cocaine had formed under her nose. Her puffy lips were wet and drooping. There were clear bite marks on them. Her whole chin was covered with dried cum. My slovenly wife smiled a little when she saw my concerned face on the video call.
Dola (slurring, in a tired voice): Hi! Good morning!
Me (in a soft voice): Morning! How are you?
Dola (slurring, in a tired voice): Good. You?
Me (in a soft voice): Fine. Are you people going to Talsari?
Dola (suddenly turns her head to her left and giggles, slurring): Oh Oh Oh! What are you doing Bittu? Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Stop being so naughty. Can’t you see I’m on a video call with my hubby?
My wife’s hand shook and the camera angle immediately turned downwards. I saw that her mini skirt got rolled up even more, fully exposing her clean shaven pussy. Bittu had buried two of his fingers into her lovehole and already started fingering her. What an devilishly outrageous act! Meanwhile, I saw Raghu from the other side, opening her unbuttoned shirt with fast hands. He quickly took out her large titties, lowered his face and started sucking them in turn. I was hoping that at least my hot wife wouldn’t have the audacity to let those thugs play with her so openly while she was video chatting with me. I expected her to push them away. But, to my utter shock, she did nothing. Instead, she started laughing shamelessly like a cheap trollop, who enjoyed being molested in front of an audience.
Dola (this time turning her head to her right and giggles, slurring): Ah Ah Ah! Ah Ah Ah! You bastard! You too have started. Hee Hee! Hee Hee!
My whore wife got so engrossed with the outlandishly obscene acts of her two reckless boyfriends that she quickly forgot all about our video chat. Her left hand slowly came down and rested on Bittu’s lap as she leaned back on the seat and started moaning softly. After waiting for a minute, when I saw that Dola had completely forgotten about me, I couldn’t help but clear my throat.
Me (in a slightly loud voice): Ahem! Ahem! Hey Dola! What the fuck are you doing? Baby, please talk to me.
My voice did the trick. Hearing me call, my wife remembered that she was in a video chat with me. Her left hand slowly raised up again and once more Dola’s face appeared on my phone screen. There was no sign of shame on that pretty face, as if nothing had happened. Maybe she didn’t notice in her insobriety that I had already seen her blatant smuttiness.
Dola (slurring): Sorry! I fell asleep while chatting with. You know, I’m really tired. What were you saying?
Me (in a slightly angry tone): Why? Didn’t you sleep at night?
Dola (slurring and giggling): Oh! You didn’t know these guys. These bad bad boys kept me awake all night. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! They have great stamina. They didn’t sleep themselves and didn’t let me sleep either. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Our party went on all night. Ugh! These rascals brought tons of booze so we could have an all night party. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! And not just booze. They also had cocaine in their pockets. These naughty boys don’t like to party without doing cocaine. I wasn’t doing it at first. But these bastards didn’t listen to me at all. They just forced me to do it. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! You should try once. Awesome stuff! You’ll feel so light, almost weightless. How to best put it? It’s like getting your own wings. You’ll feel like you’re flying in the air. Hee Hee! Hee Hee!
Me (in an angry voice): Oh! I get it alright. You don’t have to explain to me anymore. You partied all night with your new friends. You drank a lot. You did cocaine. You had tons of fun. See, I got you just fine. But what I don’t understand is why the fuck are you going to Talsari? Your sister’s birthday ended last night. What was the need to continue partying then? At home, your parents are awfully worried for you two. Their girls went out last evening and didn’t return home yet. It’s so natural to get really tensed.
Dola (slurring, in a dumb voice): What the fuck are you saying? Who the fuck told you that Mala didn’t went back home?
I didn’t quite understand the last words of my plastered wife. What did she just said? Has my sister-in-law already run away leaving Dola all alone in the hands of these horny thugs? Why? Is the gang planning something big for my sexy wife? What could it well be? Is it something particularly sinister? Why should Mala be sent home? Why do they want my hot wife all by herself? You see, my head throbbed at those frightful thoughts. I somehow managed to get a grip on myself and tried to maintain my composure.
Me (in an inquisitive tone): What the fuck do you mean by that? Are you saying that Mala went home leaving you alone with your new friends?
Dola (giggling and slurring): Oh! You’re so dumb. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Why should I be alone? I’m with seven strong guys. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Mala got sick. So she went home. I also wanted to go back with her. But these naughty rascals just wouldn’t let me go. These guys were so adamant that the party wouldn’t be much of a fun without me at Talsari, I had to give in. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! These boys may look very rough and tough, but they’re actually quite a sweetheart. They’re really good to me, you know. Chhoton, Bittu and Raghu is keeping me company now, while the rest went to drop my sister at our house. We’re going to leave for Talsari as soon they come back. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Don’t worry about mom and dad. Mala will explain everything to them. Then they won’t be so tensed. You also don’t take any unnecessary stress. My friends know how to take good care of me. You can bet on that. Hee Hee! Hee Hee!
I got really pissed off as my whore wife boldly praised her devilish boyfriends. However, I somehow controlled my anger. I didn’t forget those murderous tone and threatening words of Chhoton. I knew very well that one false move of mine could cost me much damage.
Me (in a sarcastic voice): I can really see how much they’ve taken care of you. You don’t have to worry about me though. You go and party with your friends at Talsari. My only request to you is please keep me posted from time to time. Otherwise, frankly speaking, I’ll be really tensed. Can you please do that for me at least?
Dola (chuckling and slurring): Sure! No problem. You’re my dear hubby. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! You’ve been so good to me. You always give me full freedom. Don’t worry. You’ll be getting my updates from time to time. That’s for sure. Hee Hee! Hee Hee! Well, I’ve to go now. The boys have arrived. Now, we’re off to Talsari. Take care baby! Bye bye!
After my adulterous wife ended the video call, I went back to bed. I felt absolutely helpless. The situation seemed to be much more dreadful than I had anticipated. My heavily intoxicated wife looked like in such a horrific state that even if those fanatics took her somewhere else instead of Talsari, she wouldn’t notice. Last evening, I had a suspicion that if someone saw my drunk hot wife dancing at a night club, some horny guys would want to take advantage of her, just like those hungry dogs that would come to the smell of an open piece of meat in a tavern. But now I could see a pack of ferocious hyenas surrounding her and would not let her go before tearing her juicy body to shreds. God only knows in what kind of deplorable state my slut wife would return home. However, I could not see a way to rescue her from their clutches. I couldn’t figure out what to do.
Should I call my father-in-law? Should I tell him everything? He’s a heart patient. Once he learns all about his daughter’s disgraceful misfortune, the good gentleman would surely have a heart attack. I can’t even inform my mother-in-law either. Then the good lady would certainly be crying all day. If that’s the case, my father-in-law would eventually get to know everything. No! I can never call them. Let their other daughter explain everything to them. There’s a good chance that she would lie. But, right now, they don’t need to know the truth anyways.
Should I report to the security officer then? They could use Chhoton’s phone number to track down the gang and rescue my wife right now. And those goons will also be arrested. However, there’s a small catch. If the security officer are informed, everything will be there out in the open. I live in a small town like Siliguri. Everyone here would come to know what exactly my wife is doing with those seven thugs. My honor will be tarnished overnight. I would not be able to face anyone anymore.
Along with that, the news will spread to Kolkata, where MLA Kalnag Sau is waiting like a ferocious beast ready to pounce on anyone who has done any kind of harm to him in any goddamn way. When Kalubabu gets to know that his men have been caught by the security officer while fooling around with some whore, he will surely take some drastic measures. Given his terrible reputation, he doesn’t seem likely to let the scoundrels rot in jail for long. Apart from that, he may develop a natural resentment towards me for getting the security officer involved. And if that happens, I’ll surely be facing his fearsome wrath. He would surely have his revenge by framing me in a false case and sending me to jail. Or he may take away my sexy wife and turn her into one of his several concubines. Or maybe he’ll do both. I read something like that in the newspaper a few days ago. My throat went dry with fear as I remembered that terrible news.
After giving much thought to the whole situation, I decided to keep quiet for now. I got to see how things turn out first and then it would me easier for me to take some action. I was more than hundred percent sure that those seven thugs would freely bang my voluptous wife today. And I also knew that I would be getting enough samples of their lewd acts. If something needed to be done about, it could be easily done later. Let it be as it is for now. I got to sit tight and wait for my wife to come home. Once Dola got free from the vile clutches of those horny goons, I would then cautiously take some appropriate measure.
I had breakfast and went to office. It was better to stay busy in the office than to waste time in worrying alone at home during these difficult times. I didn’t pick the phone up even once and kept it in my pocket all day. I didn’t want to worry anymore. I got to be at peace in my office at least. In the evening I had dinner at a restaurant. Then I bought a bottle of whiskey from the wine shop and returned home. I needed to drink a little to get through the night. Back home, I don’t know why I felt that once the phone gets into my hand, I would have to spend the whole night awake. Hence, I freshen up and slept for four hours. When I woke up, I made myself a small peg of whiskey with four ice cubes. Then I picked up the phone while sipping the wine. I expected to see many messages on my my WhatsApp today, just like yesterday. However, to my utter surprise not a single message arrived. Did those scoundrels really forget all about me after they tricked my hot and dumb wife into staying with them all alone? I sat quietly and started drinking. What else could I do? The clock just struck midnight. I was into my sixth peg and was wondering whether to fall asleep, when a message came in on my WhatsApp.
+91983012**** (00:01 AM): Have fun! [Link]
The message was most confusing. Why did that son of a bitch, Chhoton message me so late? And then why sent a link instead of videos? You see, I was getting comfortable with the arrangement. It was going so well. He was sending me hot videos of my raunchy wife on WhatsApp from the other side and I was watching them there. Why the fuck did he suddenly change the method? Most like, when a cunning goon like Chhoton wanted me to have fun, the purpose couldn’t be any good. I was almost certain that it would be most unpleasant for me. Whether it was fun or a bitter punishment, I could only know by opening the link. I quickly finished my peg and clicked on the link. An unfamiliar cloud storage site opened. The profile that got open had a bunch of videos uploaded. I could easily guess whose they are without even opening them. Without any further delay I started opening those videos one after another.
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