16-09-2025, 06:19 AM
Title: The Nectar of Mumbai
Scene 6
Characters:
Shreya: (Whispering to herself) A safe life with Sameer... he would take care of me. No more risks. Or... this. A fortune. One lakh... what I could do with that money... (She takes a deep breath, her decision made.) Shreya: Sameer is one man. There are thousands of men in this city. And women, apparently. I can't tie myself to the first person who was kind to me. This is a business. My business. I am AmritFlow. And AmritFlow is going to be rich.
(Her fingers fly across the screen as she types a reply to Aditya and Maya.)
Shreya (typing): "Dear Aditya and Maya, Thank you for your respectful and touching message. I am moved by your story. I would be honored to provide the experience you are looking for. Your offer is accepted. Please let me know the time and location you have in mind. I am available this Friday evening. Sincerely, AmritFlow."
(She hits send. Then she navigates to her profile settings and looks at the 'Delete Profile' button. She hesitates for a second, then closes the screen. The profile stays live.)
(The next day. Shreya is in a high-end boutique in a Mumbai mall. She is wearing one of her simple salwars, but she is trying on a stunning, deep red dress that clings to her curves. A shop assistant fusses around her.)
Shop Assistant: Madam, this dress was made for you! It shows off your figure perfectly. So elegant, so classy.
Shreya: (Looking at her reflection, a slow smile spreading across her face) It is beautiful. I'll take it.
Shop Assistant: Excellent choice! Will that be all?
Shreya: No. I'll also take the black one I tried on. And the silk blue one. And that pair of high heels over there.
(The shop assistant's eyes widen slightly at the size of the sale. Shreya pays in cash, the notes crisp and new. Later, she is seen at a cosmetics counter, then at a gourmet food store, her shopping bags multiplying.)
(It is Friday evening. Shreya is in her apartment, which now has a small vase of fresh flowers on the table. She is getting ready. She stands in front of her mirror, wearing the new red dress. She has styled her long hair, and her makeup is subtle but flawless. She looks like a different person. Confident. Powerful. Beautiful.)
Shreya: (To her reflection) Look at you. This is who you are now. Not scared little Shreya from the chawl. You are AmritFlow. You are a goddess. And tonight, you will be worshipped. Now go and get what you deserve.
(Shreya stands outside the door of a penthouse apartment in a luxurious Bandra high-rise. She takes a deep breath and rings the bell. The door swings open to reveal a handsome, well-dressed man in his late 30s. Behind him stands a beautiful woman with large, sad eyes.)
Aditya: (His face breaks into a warm, appreciative smile) AmritFlow... You are even more beautiful than we could have possibly imagined. Please, come in. I am Aditya, and this is my wife, Maya.
Maya: (Her voice is soft, almost a whisper) Thank you so much for coming. We are so grateful.
Shreya: (Steps inside, her new heels clicking on the marble floor) The pleasure is all mine. Please, call me Shreya.
(The apartment is stunning, with minimalist decor and a breathtaking view of the city skyline through floor-to-ceiling windows. Aditya leads her to a plush sofa.)
Aditya: Please, sit. Can I get you a drink? Some wine? Juice? Water?
Shreya: Water would be lovely, thank you.
(As Aditya gets the water, Maya sits in an armchair opposite Shreya. She seems incredibly nervous, her hands twisting in her lap.)
Maya: I hope... I hope our message didn't seem too strange. It's just... I've dreamed of this. Of feeling this... miracle of a woman's body. And when we saw your profile... you seemed so pure.
Shreya: (Offers her a small, reassuring smile) Your message was not strange, Maya. It was beautiful. I was honored to receive it.
Aditya: (Returns with the water) My wife is right. We see you as a gift, Shreya. A vessel of life. Tonight, we just want to be in your presence. To show our appreciation. There is no pressure. Your comfort is our only concern. The money is already in an envelope for you on the table. Please, take it.
(Shreya takes the thick envelope. She doesn't need to count it. She places it in her new, expensive handbag.)
Aditya: Are you ready?
(Shreya nods. They lead her into the master bedroom. It is dimly lit with candles, and the air smells of jasmine. The huge bed is covered in silk sheets.)
Aditya: Please. Lie down. Get comfortable. Let us take care of you.
(Shreya removes her heels and lies back on the bed, her red dress a slash of color against the white silk. Aditya and Maya stand on either side of the bed, just looking down at her.)
Maya: You truly are a vision. Like a painting.
Aditya: A fertility goddess, just as we said. (He reaches out and gently touches the fabric of her dress at her shoulder). May we?
(Shreya gives a slight nod. Slowly, reverently, they begin to undress her. Aditya unzips the red dress, his fingers ghosting over her skin. Maya helps her slide it off, revealing the new, black lace lingerie she bought. They both let out a soft gasp.)
Maya: Oh, you are exquisite...
(They remove her lingerie with the same slow reverence, until she is completely naked, lying before them in the candlelight. Their eyes are drawn to her full, heavy breasts.)
Maya: (Reaches out a trembling hand, stopping just short of touching her) May I?
Shreya: (Her voice is a soft murmur) Yes.
(Maya gently cups one breast. Tears well up in her eyes.)
Maya: (Whispering) It's so soft... so full of life... Aditya, she's real.
Aditya: (Kneels on the bed beside her) Of course she is, my love. (To Shreya) Will you... will you show her your gift?
(Shreya gently squeezes her breast, and a stream of white milk flows, stark against her pale skin. Maya lets out a choked sob.)
Maya: It's... it's a miracle.
Aditya: Taste it, my love. Let her gift heal you.
(Maya leans down, and with a soft sigh, takes Shreya's nipple into her mouth. She begins to drink, her tears flowing freely onto Shreya's skin. Aditya watches them, his face filled with love for his wife and awe for Shreya. He then moves to the other breast and latches on himself.)
Shreya: (Gasps as they both suckle her, a wave of intense, overwhelming sensation washing over her) Oh... oh my...
(They drink from her for what feels like an eternity. When they finally pull away, Maya's face is transformed. The sadness is gone, replaced by a radiant, peaceful glow.)
Maya: (Strokes Shreya's cheek) Thank you. You have... you have no idea what you've just given me.
Aditya: (Kisses Shreya's shoulder) Now... let us worship the rest of you.
(He moves down her body, his lips and tongue tracing paths of fire over her stomach. Maya moves to kiss her, a deep, passionate kiss that takes Shreya by surprise. Shreya kisses her back, her body coming alive under their combined attention.)
Shreya: (Moans into Maya's mouth as Aditya's tongue finds her clit) Oh! God! Maya!
Maya: (Whispering against her lips) Shhh, it's okay. We're here. We've got you.
(Maya's hands begin to explore Shreya's body, mirroring Aditya's movements. Shreya is trapped in a vortex of pleasure, her senses overloaded. A woman's soft touch, a man's skilled tongue, both at once.)
Aditya: (Looking up from between her legs) You taste like honey and cream. My wife needs to taste this.
(Maya moves down to join him. Shreya cries out as two mouths now worship her, their tongues and lips working in perfect harmony. It is too much. Her body convulses, and a powerful orgasm rips through her.)
Shreya: I'm... I'm coming! Aaaah!
(In the aftermath, they all move up to lie on the bed together, a tangle of limbs. Aditya is in the middle, with Maya on one side and Shreya on the other.)
Aditya: That was just the beginning. Tonight, you are our queen. Our goddess. And we are your devoted servants. Tell us what you want. Anything.
Shreya: (Looking from his handsome face to Maya's beautiful one, feeling powerful and utterly desired) I want... both of you. Inside me.
(Aditya and Maya exchange a look of pure excitement.)
Maya: As our goddess commands.
Scene 6
Characters:
- Shreya: Alias AmritFlow.
- Aditya & Maya: A wealthy couple.
- Shop Assistant: A brief appearance.
Shreya: (Whispering to herself) A safe life with Sameer... he would take care of me. No more risks. Or... this. A fortune. One lakh... what I could do with that money... (She takes a deep breath, her decision made.) Shreya: Sameer is one man. There are thousands of men in this city. And women, apparently. I can't tie myself to the first person who was kind to me. This is a business. My business. I am AmritFlow. And AmritFlow is going to be rich.
(Her fingers fly across the screen as she types a reply to Aditya and Maya.)
Shreya (typing): "Dear Aditya and Maya, Thank you for your respectful and touching message. I am moved by your story. I would be honored to provide the experience you are looking for. Your offer is accepted. Please let me know the time and location you have in mind. I am available this Friday evening. Sincerely, AmritFlow."
(She hits send. Then she navigates to her profile settings and looks at the 'Delete Profile' button. She hesitates for a second, then closes the screen. The profile stays live.)
(The next day. Shreya is in a high-end boutique in a Mumbai mall. She is wearing one of her simple salwars, but she is trying on a stunning, deep red dress that clings to her curves. A shop assistant fusses around her.)
Shop Assistant: Madam, this dress was made for you! It shows off your figure perfectly. So elegant, so classy.
Shreya: (Looking at her reflection, a slow smile spreading across her face) It is beautiful. I'll take it.
Shop Assistant: Excellent choice! Will that be all?
Shreya: No. I'll also take the black one I tried on. And the silk blue one. And that pair of high heels over there.
(The shop assistant's eyes widen slightly at the size of the sale. Shreya pays in cash, the notes crisp and new. Later, she is seen at a cosmetics counter, then at a gourmet food store, her shopping bags multiplying.)
(It is Friday evening. Shreya is in her apartment, which now has a small vase of fresh flowers on the table. She is getting ready. She stands in front of her mirror, wearing the new red dress. She has styled her long hair, and her makeup is subtle but flawless. She looks like a different person. Confident. Powerful. Beautiful.)
Shreya: (To her reflection) Look at you. This is who you are now. Not scared little Shreya from the chawl. You are AmritFlow. You are a goddess. And tonight, you will be worshipped. Now go and get what you deserve.
(Shreya stands outside the door of a penthouse apartment in a luxurious Bandra high-rise. She takes a deep breath and rings the bell. The door swings open to reveal a handsome, well-dressed man in his late 30s. Behind him stands a beautiful woman with large, sad eyes.)
Aditya: (His face breaks into a warm, appreciative smile) AmritFlow... You are even more beautiful than we could have possibly imagined. Please, come in. I am Aditya, and this is my wife, Maya.
Maya: (Her voice is soft, almost a whisper) Thank you so much for coming. We are so grateful.
Shreya: (Steps inside, her new heels clicking on the marble floor) The pleasure is all mine. Please, call me Shreya.
(The apartment is stunning, with minimalist decor and a breathtaking view of the city skyline through floor-to-ceiling windows. Aditya leads her to a plush sofa.)
Aditya: Please, sit. Can I get you a drink? Some wine? Juice? Water?
Shreya: Water would be lovely, thank you.
(As Aditya gets the water, Maya sits in an armchair opposite Shreya. She seems incredibly nervous, her hands twisting in her lap.)
Maya: I hope... I hope our message didn't seem too strange. It's just... I've dreamed of this. Of feeling this... miracle of a woman's body. And when we saw your profile... you seemed so pure.
Shreya: (Offers her a small, reassuring smile) Your message was not strange, Maya. It was beautiful. I was honored to receive it.
Aditya: (Returns with the water) My wife is right. We see you as a gift, Shreya. A vessel of life. Tonight, we just want to be in your presence. To show our appreciation. There is no pressure. Your comfort is our only concern. The money is already in an envelope for you on the table. Please, take it.
(Shreya takes the thick envelope. She doesn't need to count it. She places it in her new, expensive handbag.)
Aditya: Are you ready?
(Shreya nods. They lead her into the master bedroom. It is dimly lit with candles, and the air smells of jasmine. The huge bed is covered in silk sheets.)
Aditya: Please. Lie down. Get comfortable. Let us take care of you.
(Shreya removes her heels and lies back on the bed, her red dress a slash of color against the white silk. Aditya and Maya stand on either side of the bed, just looking down at her.)
Maya: You truly are a vision. Like a painting.
Aditya: A fertility goddess, just as we said. (He reaches out and gently touches the fabric of her dress at her shoulder). May we?
(Shreya gives a slight nod. Slowly, reverently, they begin to undress her. Aditya unzips the red dress, his fingers ghosting over her skin. Maya helps her slide it off, revealing the new, black lace lingerie she bought. They both let out a soft gasp.)
Maya: Oh, you are exquisite...
(They remove her lingerie with the same slow reverence, until she is completely naked, lying before them in the candlelight. Their eyes are drawn to her full, heavy breasts.)
Maya: (Reaches out a trembling hand, stopping just short of touching her) May I?
Shreya: (Her voice is a soft murmur) Yes.
(Maya gently cups one breast. Tears well up in her eyes.)
Maya: (Whispering) It's so soft... so full of life... Aditya, she's real.
Aditya: (Kneels on the bed beside her) Of course she is, my love. (To Shreya) Will you... will you show her your gift?
(Shreya gently squeezes her breast, and a stream of white milk flows, stark against her pale skin. Maya lets out a choked sob.)
Maya: It's... it's a miracle.
Aditya: Taste it, my love. Let her gift heal you.
(Maya leans down, and with a soft sigh, takes Shreya's nipple into her mouth. She begins to drink, her tears flowing freely onto Shreya's skin. Aditya watches them, his face filled with love for his wife and awe for Shreya. He then moves to the other breast and latches on himself.)
Shreya: (Gasps as they both suckle her, a wave of intense, overwhelming sensation washing over her) Oh... oh my...
(They drink from her for what feels like an eternity. When they finally pull away, Maya's face is transformed. The sadness is gone, replaced by a radiant, peaceful glow.)
Maya: (Strokes Shreya's cheek) Thank you. You have... you have no idea what you've just given me.
Aditya: (Kisses Shreya's shoulder) Now... let us worship the rest of you.
(He moves down her body, his lips and tongue tracing paths of fire over her stomach. Maya moves to kiss her, a deep, passionate kiss that takes Shreya by surprise. Shreya kisses her back, her body coming alive under their combined attention.)
Shreya: (Moans into Maya's mouth as Aditya's tongue finds her clit) Oh! God! Maya!
Maya: (Whispering against her lips) Shhh, it's okay. We're here. We've got you.
(Maya's hands begin to explore Shreya's body, mirroring Aditya's movements. Shreya is trapped in a vortex of pleasure, her senses overloaded. A woman's soft touch, a man's skilled tongue, both at once.)
Aditya: (Looking up from between her legs) You taste like honey and cream. My wife needs to taste this.
(Maya moves down to join him. Shreya cries out as two mouths now worship her, their tongues and lips working in perfect harmony. It is too much. Her body convulses, and a powerful orgasm rips through her.)
Shreya: I'm... I'm coming! Aaaah!
(In the aftermath, they all move up to lie on the bed together, a tangle of limbs. Aditya is in the middle, with Maya on one side and Shreya on the other.)
Aditya: That was just the beginning. Tonight, you are our queen. Our goddess. And we are your devoted servants. Tell us what you want. Anything.
Shreya: (Looking from his handsome face to Maya's beautiful one, feeling powerful and utterly desired) I want... both of you. Inside me.
(Aditya and Maya exchange a look of pure excitement.)
Maya: As our goddess commands.
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