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Chapter-74:
Khurram, with his smug look, allowed himself to be drawn towards her as she pulled him with her legs. He kept his fingers to graze over her nipples...flicking them mildly...maddeningly slow...and circling over it's areolas.
"Tell me, slut...ask me", he grunted again.
Frustrated, angered and hungry for that soul-shattering action, Tanvi groaned in reply. She increased the pressure of her legs over Khurram's upper back.
"Please...pleeegh...sss", a whimper came out finally.
Khurram, with an ease, pushed his boxer down, and freed the tool that was hard, erect and engorged with blood and from the angry look of it, it seemed like every inch of his gigantic monstrosity waiting for that one 'ask'.
Tanvi's eyes blazed with primal lust once her eyes focused over his mammoth shaft finally coming outside...pointed straight...hard...like it was covered with veins of steel that seemed like earthworms running through it's entire length...it's bulbous and engorged head and it's narrow slit that looked like it would erupt the next second...to coat her all over...she gasped and stared at him...at his penis...
A silent plea came out of her eyes...
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Tanvi's vision went blur as the last thing she saw was the old man moving between her spread legs in slow-motion...
His cock went in her!
His uncouth shaft went inside her!
His filthy and monstrous organ violated her defences...once again!
That's what Tanvi saw happening through her closed eyelids...but, it wasn't the reality!
In a perfectly aimed shove, Khurram ensured to dip the tip of his bloated cock-head into her smothered pussy, right into her quivering hole's entrance, and stopped it there, exactly at the very edge where millions of her pussy-nerves started and ended...he did it with superhuman effort...he was reeling from the permission she announced shamelessly and all he wanted was to use it and mark his territory once and for all, but stopped himself...there was 'task' at bay.
Tanvi screamed!
She was enraged and suffocated!
Her hollering voice echoed inside the living room and escaped out of her home!
She tried to kick at his chest and hit back with her hands!
Nothing helped!
Her desperate cries dissolved into the hollow night's cold air!
He was inside her...BUT...not inside.
Tanvi sensed his penis pulsing against her married hole, even to an extent that she thought it matched her heartbeats. Her hands were the first to move. She had to push his chest to stop him from moving in further. She gasped for breath, as the air inside her chest was trapped from getting released.
"You asked for it, slut", Khurram chuckled while looking at her suffocate.
"Nnnnghh...aah", a pathetic howl came out of the poor woman, with a hint of desperateness and rage combined to it.
Tanvi legs spread further automatically to accommodate the animal-penis inside her. Her green eyes fluttered, and she looked up pleadingly to meet Khurram’s heated stare. He wasn’t doing anything to humiliate her. His eyes blazed with possessive lust, and the massive thing remained inside...without moving.
“You’re mine, you get it?” growled Khurram, flexing his thick penis-edge from Tanvi's pussy. “Say it, loud, so the whole world can hear you, slut”
"Yaa...aaaaaah, I am...mmm...youurs...yess", Tanvi yelped as loud as she could. She couldn’t wait a single second more. She wanted it to happen...at any cost, she wanted him to plough her like he did the previous night of violation.
"That useless husband of yours could never satisfy this whore cunt...SAY IT!", he growled again.
Tanvi opened her mouth to defend her husband, but Khurram chose that exact moment, giving a sharp plunge with his cock and sliding effect into her screaming pussy, but again he refrained from thrusting deeper into her greased hollow. This time with maximum force exerted. She thought his devil-meat entered more than half inside of her because she felt his heavy balls hitting her spread ass-cheeks.
Yet, the pain she expected, the burn she yearned for, didn't materialize into reality!
Despite the moments of desperation creeping by, Tanvi wondered how blissful being filled by a male felt like. Even worse was the fact that she was acknowledging the taboo and was enjoying being defiled and shockingly, her protests transformed into needy and desperate moans. She heard the sounds of her own whining like it was coming from someone else, and that unknown woman was moaning with a complaining tone, that woman was unable to think of anything but the deep penetration from the old man's thick, and abnormal length that was not pleasuring her like it did to her till last night.
Tanvi's hips grinded forward with desperation and sweat formed all over her forehead along with her entire body moving forward against the penis that held her in place.
Still he was not getting it inside of her!
Khurram didn’t move an inch, he maintained his stare, and grinned when he witnessed the young mother's desperation.
She knew what she had to do...what the price he was asking…what she must do to get fucked like she was longing for...all that evening. Right then, right there, it seemed like the cost of what she wanted was well worth paying. Just because she couldn't open her mouth to admit it didn’t mean that she was not craving for it to happen...reality was...her entire being was literally at the verge of accepting Khurram as-was.
“Aaah...I...I am your slut...yours...sluuh...tttt” she finally admitted in a broken voice of defeat.
"But, what are you asking for, my slut?", Khurram growled back at her and again flexed his shaft with blood creating ripples of electric bolts all over Tanvi.
"I...I...want you to...uuuuuh...do me...like your slut, Khurraamjiii", she spilled what he asked for.
With a satisfied groan, Khurram lunged forward, sliding his cock as deep into her as her torn pussy would allow inside, and rammed into her well lathered, wet pussy, claiming it by squeezing her both breasts savagely inside his large palms.
His stupendous rod broke every last of her pussy's resistance while creating a violating entry into Tanvi's waiting but still unsoiled woman-hole.
Tanvi cried with her legs spreading obscenely in auto-reflex to widen themselves to maximum possible stretch. Her feet and long toes curled in once the pain shot from her pussy...through clenched eyelids, she saw her yellowish orange soles riding high up in the air, along with her back crushing against the softness of the recliner cushion.
Tanvi's head hit hard at the cushion and her knuckles turned white to stop the aggregated assault of the old man. She knew it was a helpless situation that she wanted and expected to become a reality that night. Yet, another part of her was still a wife, still a mother, even...to an extend of being a woman, she found some sort of a diabolical pleasure in getting vandalized by Khurram, but it also carried traces of her twisted sadness of knowing that she was foregoing her former life...forever...again, for unfathomable reasons, those contradicting thoughts helped her to find peace with what was happening.
At that moment, she failed to recognize that it was not the only feeling that she was getting addicted to...
Khurram turned his slow thrusts into hard plunges of enraged transgression by his need. Every cling that her force-opened pussy created on his nose-diving shaft, created a cruel satisfaction inside his devious head.
The way Tanvi squirmed her hips up to meet his inward thrusts along with eliciting satisfying moans each time he went deep that got mixed with feeble cries of protests when he pulled out were in perfect sync to his primal attack on her. Her position of upward-sploot helped him big time. It was exactly how he wanted her to be, below him, taking him, begging him to claim her as he slammed and rammed into her, producing whimpers of ecstatic screeches while begging for more.
“You are my slut, only mine", he grunted and pumelled his hips forward powerfully to stretch her tight pussy wide with his girth. “I own every part of you, slut. Your legs will be ready to accept me at all times…understood?...anytime...and your only job from now on will be to listen and spread these legs, clear, slut?”, Khurram reached down at their co-jointed place to find and rub her clit-muscle alongside placing few hard gropes to Tanvi's breasts, making her squeal between her pleasure moans.
Tanvi's eyes were unfocused as the only thing she could see through the tear-fogged vision was a million Khurram's injecting millions of his filthy penis's into a million of her newly shaved pussy. Through the slit he created at the groin of her black leggings and the holes made to her black bra, her silvery fair skin was being torn and breached by the giant old man and her million screams filling the void in her head...even after receiving all his atrocities, she saw her million faces blushing into deep crimson, a symbol of her depraved hunger...begging the animal-man for more...both her hands flew up to cover her eyes from that filthiest yet tasteful images and it sent jolts of energy from her pussy to her spine that in turn churned her pussy insides to an explosive release!
She was creaming...for Khurram!
"Ye...sss...I...am...yours", she heard her voice hollering and wondered why she was repeating what he just told her...
"Fucking slut, you belong to me…I will do anything I like to do with you. You got it, Tanvi? I will give you to anyone...and you will open this dirty hole without a single question, got it???", he roared at her.
Tanvi was suddenly enraged, but instead of retorting and stopping the wretched old man, all that came out from her was...an unintelligent muffle.
"Nnnggghh...I...I...yessss", she wanted to yell and tell him she wasn't his plaything...and she would not allow or accept anyone to have sex with her like how he wanted her to...but at that exact moment, her words dissolved into loud whimpers of primal ecstacy and another room-shattering howl came from the torn young mother when Khurram gave a pinch and twist to one of her nipple when she least expected it...plus his finger that kneaded her clit-nubbin was not idle either...a triple attack!
Three places of Tanvi's body castigated at once! One on her nipple! Second on her clit!! And, last and third - a very large one right Inside her pussy!!!
"Damn, slut. You are begging for this, aren't you, Tanvi BETI?", Khurram's sarcastic voice made her squirm and to clutch her hands hard on her face to cover her shame.
She could not reply to him with any sensible words.
"Bitch, you are making me force-fuck, aren't you?", he asked again looking at her embarassment. "You can’t stop yourself from enjoying my thick cock, can you?", he continued to degrade her with every comment while he pistoned in and out of her defenseless pussy. It was the real fact...
Tanvi was actively fucking Khurram by now and that too with the same vigor wtih which, he was pumelling in and out of her...she semeed to be more eager to please him...rather than desperate for her own orgasmic release...Tanvi groaned with increased frustration and anticipation...
"Look at your cheating cunt, slut!", Khurram roared as he pulled both her hands that covered her face.
Tanvi took a look down at their co-jointed area. She gasped with disbelief...her pubic area...the whole of her lower waistline...was shown in absolute vulgarity...her groin was marked reddish orange...by the hard thrusts he delivered onto her, her skin was bruised...or so she thought...the small black patch on top of her blood-engorged clit seemed like a beauty-spot. Rest everywhere...every inch of privates, glimmered with her juices...combined and mixed with his as well...
Disgust...arousal...and need to get more...just like how he termed her...a SLUT!
Tanvi acknowledged everything...especially being the slut for the wretched old man. She couldn't resist...despite the call from her head to stop. She knew how wrong this was. Yet, she saw herself throwing back to meet his lurching hard barrel. It felt so good...something beyond any happiness she ever knew existed...carnal...whorish...she found it very hard to think.of anything that was rational...and failed hard to focus as she saw how the damn old man was flicking her clit...like an artificial toy made of meat...every flick creating jolts from her...and every jolts turing into shudders and every shudder making her holler like a cheap woman!
"Tell me again...whose slut are you, Tanvi?", she heard him ask...loud and clear.
She couldn't even make up her mind...too many things were happening on her body...and inside as the familiar swell of her impending orgasm started it's waves.
"I...I...am...yours...slut...yours...sss", she gasped for air as Khurram pounded into her like a machine.
Khurram grinned wide in most devilish manner as he looked at the agonized squirming of the pleasure-lost wife of Sanjoth.
"AAAARRRGGGH...MMMMMMMM", Tanvi heard blasts rising from inside of her pussy as the tension broke...and, she came...her pussy filled and released with every might it held...
"WHAAA...TT!!!", she almost jumped up as the punishing gruel of the rod that was punishing her to her impending orgasm was suddenly not inside of her. Her pussy clamped shut and constricted the flow of her juices.
He was not there.
His pleasure-tool was not inside her.
Tanvi tried to focus her blurry eyes. Then she saw him...
Khurram was already up and looking down at her exasperated situation with his smug grin.
She felt angry...enraged...he wouldn't let her finish that blistering release the way she wanted to...he would not let her! It was a tremendous one, she knew...the first one since the night started. Instead of pumping out with a blast, it was stopped abruptly, and that too by looking at his smirk, she felt seriously angry...at him...and at her...for being at his mercy...the powerful climax that she expected never came.
She was more angry at herself that she did everything he asked of her...concurring that she was his slut...acknowledging that her husband was useless...and more than all...accepting his terms to spread her legs and sex to whoever he wants her to fuck with!
As she sat grunting with rage and legs splayed like a wanton woman of no character, miserably failing to contain her quaverring pussy, unable to stop throwing curses at the old man for removing his heavenly hard cock from her hole, Tanvi got the next shock...she saw him bending forward and hooking her underneath her legs and lifting up.
Though her face remained angery, but the swell of hope...the frenzied sex that Khurram gave her by taking her outside the last night...the sense of exposure she underwent...it's depraved thrill suffocated her immediately...he was going to fuck her outside...she bit her lips hard to control the glee she felt inside her chest.
While Khurram lifted her up, Tanvi brought her legs from behind his torso and hooked her feet to make a tight grip over his waistline along with her hands clutching hard at the old man's giant sized neck and shoulders.
She was ready for more!
She knew the next moment, the familiar burn of penetration would arrive!
"You deserve some punishment, slut". Khurram muttered some words and he turned towards her bedroom instead of walking outside and giving what she was miserably hoping to happen.
Khurram went to a different direction!
Tanvi was momentarily confused but then her heart leapt out of her chest.
"He is taking me to the right place...Oh-God!!!", she her ecstatic voice rising once again...if not outside then bedroom was the right place to be. He was taking her to her bedroom where actual and real pleasure awaited her. She clutched him closely, her naked breasts crushing against his large and sweaty chest, turning the hardness of her nipples to become sweet pain.
"Give me, Khurramji", a soft whisper of passion came out of her lips without her realization.
She wanted it!
She wanted him - Now!
Khurram hardly bothered to care or to acknowledge.
Once he reached inside her bedroom, Khurram dropped her on her bed.
Tanvi's legs parted open in reflex as she slanted back on her bed, with her elbows bent, chest up, looking at him...pleading silently with her eyes...to take her!
"Get that head mask, slut. The one you wore at Mehta's party night...now", he growled at the completely confused looking young mother.
Tanvi clamped her legs tight in reflex, as suddenly she felt too naked. But that wasn't of any help. She was tasked with something and knew there was nothing she could do to deter what the mad old man thought of doing to her.
Yet, she wondered why he asked for the head mask as she got it from her cupboard.
"What are you looking at me, slut? Wear it!", he barked loudly making her aware that someone might hear...but again, if it was to happen, someone would have heard all her hollering already and helped...no one!
Tanvi wore the mask and shot a glance to the mirror, and a gasp left her. The woman staring back from the mirror hardly resembled her. There was a woman, yes, unable to figure out who she was...the woman was wearing her black mask, and to make it worse, all her supposed to be protected body parts were fully exposed in a very dirty way!
"Now, slut...here...look at me", Khurram said in a sharp tone forcing her to meet his eyes. "Walk out from here"
"NO! Khurramji...please no", Tanvi felt her heart leaving her body with horror.
"I said, walk out of your home, Tanvi", Khurram's voice hardened.
"Khurramji...please...don't make me do this...I can't...you know I can't...if I go out like this...everyone will see me...no, pleaeese...no", tears came out as she sobbed.
"Well, listen to me when I am nice. If not, you know what will happen. I will drag you there myself and make sure the entire Complex sees you. Do you want it?"
"No...please...Khurramji, I beg you...I will do everything you ask...not this...I already told you I am yours...what more do you want from me?", she cried loudly.
"Either you do it now, or I will. Your choice Tanvi"
She knew begging to him was of no use. And, she also knew it was fruitless to beg, it made him more furious and powerful.
"Khurramji, can I use the toilet before I go? Please", she felt the beer inside her belly punishing her to force it out.
"No. Absolutely not. And, you will not relieve till I say so. Understood? If I see you peeing without my permission, then the outcome of this night will be something else", his words were measured with certain weight that Tanvi could not respond with defiance.
"Khurramji, why are you doing this to me? please, I told you, I will do anything for you", she tried with one last attempt.
"I won't repeat again, Tanvi. Go out now, slut. Show this filthy cheating pussy to the whole world...go!", he shouted at her and made her almost run.
With a heart that beat like loud drums, Tanvi walked out of her home. Opening her house grille, the first thing she noticed was the blanketed darkness.
Thanking all her Gods, she walked. Out of her house...naked...half-naked...but, it was worse.
Everything that she was supposed to be covering were totally exposed. She took the steps down to the parking lot, and took a quick check at the Guardhouse that was far away to her right side.
With a comforting thought of no one outside at that time, she took a turn to her left, but she did not know where to go...the old man did not tell her.
Tanvi already had enough for the night but the electrifying intensity of public exposure paused every thought-waves that creeped into her head nudging her to run and return back to her home...yet that thought persisted only inside her head...not to turn into her reality...
The moment she was about to run back home, Tanvi froze as she felt Khurram's heavy hand on her unprotected and naked shoulder...
Her only comfort was being covered by her black mask!
"No. You don't get to go back, slut...I want to see you parading in nude to show your rotten naked body to this entire Complex and also to that low-class Basti", Khurram updated with a stern look at her.
Tanvi went rigid and motionless hearing the old man's words that took it's own burning time to sink inside her head!
She was going to be displayed to the Complex!
She was going to be exhibited to the Basti!
"Is this a bad dream?", Tanvi heard that familiar voice reverberating inside her descending heart.
Khurram, with his smug look, allowed himself to be drawn towards her as she pulled him with her legs. He kept his fingers to graze over her nipples...flicking them mildly...maddeningly slow...and circling over it's areolas.
"Tell me, slut...ask me", he grunted again.
Frustrated, angered and hungry for that soul-shattering action, Tanvi groaned in reply. She increased the pressure of her legs over Khurram's upper back.
"Please...pleeegh...sss", a whimper came out finally.
Khurram, with an ease, pushed his boxer down, and freed the tool that was hard, erect and engorged with blood and from the angry look of it, it seemed like every inch of his gigantic monstrosity waiting for that one 'ask'.
Tanvi's eyes blazed with primal lust once her eyes focused over his mammoth shaft finally coming outside...pointed straight...hard...like it was covered with veins of steel that seemed like earthworms running through it's entire length...it's bulbous and engorged head and it's narrow slit that looked like it would erupt the next second...to coat her all over...she gasped and stared at him...at his penis...
A silent plea came out of her eyes...
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Tanvi's vision went blur as the last thing she saw was the old man moving between her spread legs in slow-motion...
His cock went in her!
His uncouth shaft went inside her!
His filthy and monstrous organ violated her defences...once again!
That's what Tanvi saw happening through her closed eyelids...but, it wasn't the reality!
In a perfectly aimed shove, Khurram ensured to dip the tip of his bloated cock-head into her smothered pussy, right into her quivering hole's entrance, and stopped it there, exactly at the very edge where millions of her pussy-nerves started and ended...he did it with superhuman effort...he was reeling from the permission she announced shamelessly and all he wanted was to use it and mark his territory once and for all, but stopped himself...there was 'task' at bay.
Tanvi screamed!
She was enraged and suffocated!
Her hollering voice echoed inside the living room and escaped out of her home!
She tried to kick at his chest and hit back with her hands!
Nothing helped!
Her desperate cries dissolved into the hollow night's cold air!
He was inside her...BUT...not inside.
Tanvi sensed his penis pulsing against her married hole, even to an extent that she thought it matched her heartbeats. Her hands were the first to move. She had to push his chest to stop him from moving in further. She gasped for breath, as the air inside her chest was trapped from getting released.
"You asked for it, slut", Khurram chuckled while looking at her suffocate.
"Nnnnghh...aah", a pathetic howl came out of the poor woman, with a hint of desperateness and rage combined to it.
Tanvi legs spread further automatically to accommodate the animal-penis inside her. Her green eyes fluttered, and she looked up pleadingly to meet Khurram’s heated stare. He wasn’t doing anything to humiliate her. His eyes blazed with possessive lust, and the massive thing remained inside...without moving.
“You’re mine, you get it?” growled Khurram, flexing his thick penis-edge from Tanvi's pussy. “Say it, loud, so the whole world can hear you, slut”
"Yaa...aaaaaah, I am...mmm...youurs...yess", Tanvi yelped as loud as she could. She couldn’t wait a single second more. She wanted it to happen...at any cost, she wanted him to plough her like he did the previous night of violation.
"That useless husband of yours could never satisfy this whore cunt...SAY IT!", he growled again.
Tanvi opened her mouth to defend her husband, but Khurram chose that exact moment, giving a sharp plunge with his cock and sliding effect into her screaming pussy, but again he refrained from thrusting deeper into her greased hollow. This time with maximum force exerted. She thought his devil-meat entered more than half inside of her because she felt his heavy balls hitting her spread ass-cheeks.
Yet, the pain she expected, the burn she yearned for, didn't materialize into reality!
Despite the moments of desperation creeping by, Tanvi wondered how blissful being filled by a male felt like. Even worse was the fact that she was acknowledging the taboo and was enjoying being defiled and shockingly, her protests transformed into needy and desperate moans. She heard the sounds of her own whining like it was coming from someone else, and that unknown woman was moaning with a complaining tone, that woman was unable to think of anything but the deep penetration from the old man's thick, and abnormal length that was not pleasuring her like it did to her till last night.
Tanvi's hips grinded forward with desperation and sweat formed all over her forehead along with her entire body moving forward against the penis that held her in place.
Still he was not getting it inside of her!
Khurram didn’t move an inch, he maintained his stare, and grinned when he witnessed the young mother's desperation.
She knew what she had to do...what the price he was asking…what she must do to get fucked like she was longing for...all that evening. Right then, right there, it seemed like the cost of what she wanted was well worth paying. Just because she couldn't open her mouth to admit it didn’t mean that she was not craving for it to happen...reality was...her entire being was literally at the verge of accepting Khurram as-was.
“Aaah...I...I am your slut...yours...sluuh...tttt” she finally admitted in a broken voice of defeat.
"But, what are you asking for, my slut?", Khurram growled back at her and again flexed his shaft with blood creating ripples of electric bolts all over Tanvi.
"I...I...want you to...uuuuuh...do me...like your slut, Khurraamjiii", she spilled what he asked for.
With a satisfied groan, Khurram lunged forward, sliding his cock as deep into her as her torn pussy would allow inside, and rammed into her well lathered, wet pussy, claiming it by squeezing her both breasts savagely inside his large palms.
His stupendous rod broke every last of her pussy's resistance while creating a violating entry into Tanvi's waiting but still unsoiled woman-hole.
Tanvi cried with her legs spreading obscenely in auto-reflex to widen themselves to maximum possible stretch. Her feet and long toes curled in once the pain shot from her pussy...through clenched eyelids, she saw her yellowish orange soles riding high up in the air, along with her back crushing against the softness of the recliner cushion.
Tanvi's head hit hard at the cushion and her knuckles turned white to stop the aggregated assault of the old man. She knew it was a helpless situation that she wanted and expected to become a reality that night. Yet, another part of her was still a wife, still a mother, even...to an extend of being a woman, she found some sort of a diabolical pleasure in getting vandalized by Khurram, but it also carried traces of her twisted sadness of knowing that she was foregoing her former life...forever...again, for unfathomable reasons, those contradicting thoughts helped her to find peace with what was happening.
At that moment, she failed to recognize that it was not the only feeling that she was getting addicted to...
Khurram turned his slow thrusts into hard plunges of enraged transgression by his need. Every cling that her force-opened pussy created on his nose-diving shaft, created a cruel satisfaction inside his devious head.
The way Tanvi squirmed her hips up to meet his inward thrusts along with eliciting satisfying moans each time he went deep that got mixed with feeble cries of protests when he pulled out were in perfect sync to his primal attack on her. Her position of upward-sploot helped him big time. It was exactly how he wanted her to be, below him, taking him, begging him to claim her as he slammed and rammed into her, producing whimpers of ecstatic screeches while begging for more.
“You are my slut, only mine", he grunted and pumelled his hips forward powerfully to stretch her tight pussy wide with his girth. “I own every part of you, slut. Your legs will be ready to accept me at all times…understood?...anytime...and your only job from now on will be to listen and spread these legs, clear, slut?”, Khurram reached down at their co-jointed place to find and rub her clit-muscle alongside placing few hard gropes to Tanvi's breasts, making her squeal between her pleasure moans.
Tanvi's eyes were unfocused as the only thing she could see through the tear-fogged vision was a million Khurram's injecting millions of his filthy penis's into a million of her newly shaved pussy. Through the slit he created at the groin of her black leggings and the holes made to her black bra, her silvery fair skin was being torn and breached by the giant old man and her million screams filling the void in her head...even after receiving all his atrocities, she saw her million faces blushing into deep crimson, a symbol of her depraved hunger...begging the animal-man for more...both her hands flew up to cover her eyes from that filthiest yet tasteful images and it sent jolts of energy from her pussy to her spine that in turn churned her pussy insides to an explosive release!
She was creaming...for Khurram!
"Ye...sss...I...am...yours", she heard her voice hollering and wondered why she was repeating what he just told her...
"Fucking slut, you belong to me…I will do anything I like to do with you. You got it, Tanvi? I will give you to anyone...and you will open this dirty hole without a single question, got it???", he roared at her.
Tanvi was suddenly enraged, but instead of retorting and stopping the wretched old man, all that came out from her was...an unintelligent muffle.
"Nnnggghh...I...I...yessss", she wanted to yell and tell him she wasn't his plaything...and she would not allow or accept anyone to have sex with her like how he wanted her to...but at that exact moment, her words dissolved into loud whimpers of primal ecstacy and another room-shattering howl came from the torn young mother when Khurram gave a pinch and twist to one of her nipple when she least expected it...plus his finger that kneaded her clit-nubbin was not idle either...a triple attack!
Three places of Tanvi's body castigated at once! One on her nipple! Second on her clit!! And, last and third - a very large one right Inside her pussy!!!
"Damn, slut. You are begging for this, aren't you, Tanvi BETI?", Khurram's sarcastic voice made her squirm and to clutch her hands hard on her face to cover her shame.
She could not reply to him with any sensible words.
"Bitch, you are making me force-fuck, aren't you?", he asked again looking at her embarassment. "You can’t stop yourself from enjoying my thick cock, can you?", he continued to degrade her with every comment while he pistoned in and out of her defenseless pussy. It was the real fact...
Tanvi was actively fucking Khurram by now and that too with the same vigor wtih which, he was pumelling in and out of her...she semeed to be more eager to please him...rather than desperate for her own orgasmic release...Tanvi groaned with increased frustration and anticipation...
"Look at your cheating cunt, slut!", Khurram roared as he pulled both her hands that covered her face.
Tanvi took a look down at their co-jointed area. She gasped with disbelief...her pubic area...the whole of her lower waistline...was shown in absolute vulgarity...her groin was marked reddish orange...by the hard thrusts he delivered onto her, her skin was bruised...or so she thought...the small black patch on top of her blood-engorged clit seemed like a beauty-spot. Rest everywhere...every inch of privates, glimmered with her juices...combined and mixed with his as well...
Disgust...arousal...and need to get more...just like how he termed her...a SLUT!
Tanvi acknowledged everything...especially being the slut for the wretched old man. She couldn't resist...despite the call from her head to stop. She knew how wrong this was. Yet, she saw herself throwing back to meet his lurching hard barrel. It felt so good...something beyond any happiness she ever knew existed...carnal...whorish...she found it very hard to think.of anything that was rational...and failed hard to focus as she saw how the damn old man was flicking her clit...like an artificial toy made of meat...every flick creating jolts from her...and every jolts turing into shudders and every shudder making her holler like a cheap woman!
"Tell me again...whose slut are you, Tanvi?", she heard him ask...loud and clear.
She couldn't even make up her mind...too many things were happening on her body...and inside as the familiar swell of her impending orgasm started it's waves.
"I...I...am...yours...slut...yours...sss", she gasped for air as Khurram pounded into her like a machine.
Khurram grinned wide in most devilish manner as he looked at the agonized squirming of the pleasure-lost wife of Sanjoth.
"AAAARRRGGGH...MMMMMMMM", Tanvi heard blasts rising from inside of her pussy as the tension broke...and, she came...her pussy filled and released with every might it held...
"WHAAA...TT!!!", she almost jumped up as the punishing gruel of the rod that was punishing her to her impending orgasm was suddenly not inside of her. Her pussy clamped shut and constricted the flow of her juices.
He was not there.
His pleasure-tool was not inside her.
Tanvi tried to focus her blurry eyes. Then she saw him...
Khurram was already up and looking down at her exasperated situation with his smug grin.
She felt angry...enraged...he wouldn't let her finish that blistering release the way she wanted to...he would not let her! It was a tremendous one, she knew...the first one since the night started. Instead of pumping out with a blast, it was stopped abruptly, and that too by looking at his smirk, she felt seriously angry...at him...and at her...for being at his mercy...the powerful climax that she expected never came.
She was more angry at herself that she did everything he asked of her...concurring that she was his slut...acknowledging that her husband was useless...and more than all...accepting his terms to spread her legs and sex to whoever he wants her to fuck with!
As she sat grunting with rage and legs splayed like a wanton woman of no character, miserably failing to contain her quaverring pussy, unable to stop throwing curses at the old man for removing his heavenly hard cock from her hole, Tanvi got the next shock...she saw him bending forward and hooking her underneath her legs and lifting up.
Though her face remained angery, but the swell of hope...the frenzied sex that Khurram gave her by taking her outside the last night...the sense of exposure she underwent...it's depraved thrill suffocated her immediately...he was going to fuck her outside...she bit her lips hard to control the glee she felt inside her chest.
While Khurram lifted her up, Tanvi brought her legs from behind his torso and hooked her feet to make a tight grip over his waistline along with her hands clutching hard at the old man's giant sized neck and shoulders.
She was ready for more!
She knew the next moment, the familiar burn of penetration would arrive!
"You deserve some punishment, slut". Khurram muttered some words and he turned towards her bedroom instead of walking outside and giving what she was miserably hoping to happen.
Khurram went to a different direction!
Tanvi was momentarily confused but then her heart leapt out of her chest.
"He is taking me to the right place...Oh-God!!!", she her ecstatic voice rising once again...if not outside then bedroom was the right place to be. He was taking her to her bedroom where actual and real pleasure awaited her. She clutched him closely, her naked breasts crushing against his large and sweaty chest, turning the hardness of her nipples to become sweet pain.
"Give me, Khurramji", a soft whisper of passion came out of her lips without her realization.
She wanted it!
She wanted him - Now!
Khurram hardly bothered to care or to acknowledge.
Once he reached inside her bedroom, Khurram dropped her on her bed.
Tanvi's legs parted open in reflex as she slanted back on her bed, with her elbows bent, chest up, looking at him...pleading silently with her eyes...to take her!
"Get that head mask, slut. The one you wore at Mehta's party night...now", he growled at the completely confused looking young mother.
Tanvi clamped her legs tight in reflex, as suddenly she felt too naked. But that wasn't of any help. She was tasked with something and knew there was nothing she could do to deter what the mad old man thought of doing to her.
Yet, she wondered why he asked for the head mask as she got it from her cupboard.
"What are you looking at me, slut? Wear it!", he barked loudly making her aware that someone might hear...but again, if it was to happen, someone would have heard all her hollering already and helped...no one!
Tanvi wore the mask and shot a glance to the mirror, and a gasp left her. The woman staring back from the mirror hardly resembled her. There was a woman, yes, unable to figure out who she was...the woman was wearing her black mask, and to make it worse, all her supposed to be protected body parts were fully exposed in a very dirty way!
"Now, slut...here...look at me", Khurram said in a sharp tone forcing her to meet his eyes. "Walk out from here"
"NO! Khurramji...please no", Tanvi felt her heart leaving her body with horror.
"I said, walk out of your home, Tanvi", Khurram's voice hardened.
"Khurramji...please...don't make me do this...I can't...you know I can't...if I go out like this...everyone will see me...no, pleaeese...no", tears came out as she sobbed.
"Well, listen to me when I am nice. If not, you know what will happen. I will drag you there myself and make sure the entire Complex sees you. Do you want it?"
"No...please...Khurramji, I beg you...I will do everything you ask...not this...I already told you I am yours...what more do you want from me?", she cried loudly.
"Either you do it now, or I will. Your choice Tanvi"
She knew begging to him was of no use. And, she also knew it was fruitless to beg, it made him more furious and powerful.
"Khurramji, can I use the toilet before I go? Please", she felt the beer inside her belly punishing her to force it out.
"No. Absolutely not. And, you will not relieve till I say so. Understood? If I see you peeing without my permission, then the outcome of this night will be something else", his words were measured with certain weight that Tanvi could not respond with defiance.
"Khurramji, why are you doing this to me? please, I told you, I will do anything for you", she tried with one last attempt.
"I won't repeat again, Tanvi. Go out now, slut. Show this filthy cheating pussy to the whole world...go!", he shouted at her and made her almost run.
With a heart that beat like loud drums, Tanvi walked out of her home. Opening her house grille, the first thing she noticed was the blanketed darkness.
Thanking all her Gods, she walked. Out of her house...naked...half-naked...but, it was worse.
Everything that she was supposed to be covering were totally exposed. She took the steps down to the parking lot, and took a quick check at the Guardhouse that was far away to her right side.
With a comforting thought of no one outside at that time, she took a turn to her left, but she did not know where to go...the old man did not tell her.
Tanvi already had enough for the night but the electrifying intensity of public exposure paused every thought-waves that creeped into her head nudging her to run and return back to her home...yet that thought persisted only inside her head...not to turn into her reality...
The moment she was about to run back home, Tanvi froze as she felt Khurram's heavy hand on her unprotected and naked shoulder...
Her only comfort was being covered by her black mask!
"No. You don't get to go back, slut...I want to see you parading in nude to show your rotten naked body to this entire Complex and also to that low-class Basti", Khurram updated with a stern look at her.
Tanvi went rigid and motionless hearing the old man's words that took it's own burning time to sink inside her head!
She was going to be displayed to the Complex!
She was going to be exhibited to the Basti!
"Is this a bad dream?", Tanvi heard that familiar voice reverberating inside her descending heart.
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