Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

As Sumi waits for the boss to react, much to her dissapointment, the boss lifts up a glass and smashes it on the wall, Sumi is frightened, and the next moment the door is bang open and enters, Mkhtar, completely naked. His shining black athletic body was looking like a statue, his face was expressionless..he comes forward and with a nod of head of the boss, Mukhtar pulls up Sumi by her long pony...
"Eeeeeehhhhhhssss..." that's all Sumi could sound, with a rough tug on her long pony she was made to stand up by Mukhtar, little she could care about her nakedness now, she wonders why did he called Mukhtar, and why was Mukhtar ready ? So, Mukhtar will... Sumi shivers but hardly they would allow her time for so...
Mukhtar now starts to hold Sumi and make her run around him like merry go round by her hair, Sumi has no other choice than to run, not only because Mukhtar is tugging her hair and making her run around him, but the gleeful grin and dirty cheers thats spurting out of the boss's mouth is enough to understand Sumi how much the boss is supporting the run...
So Sumi runs around with her hair being tugged by Mukhtar, with her floppy huge tits jugging around and banging against each other, and just to add some more thrill, the boss streches his leg forward for Sumi to topple and Mukhtar also left her hair in time, making it sure that Sumi falls rite on her face, Sumis's fall is greeted largely with cheers and laughter and the next moment, the boss grabs Sumi by her hair and pulls out the band that was holding her hair, and Sumi's silky tresses fall open...
The boss grabs the naturally avy tresses and pull up Sumi and with a direct pressure places her face between his legs and start rubbing her face on the crouch, over the trouser,.... Sumi could hardly breathe, her face was getting scratched and hurt, she had to keep her eyes closed tite, and keep her neck relaxed to give the boss the liberty... her nose was paining at the cause of the violent rubbing... but it wasn't enough..the boss indicates Mukhtar, who simply lifts Sumi's back up by her legs, making Sumi's whole preassure fall on the face, he places himself between her legs, leaving Sumi's half body without any touch on ground...
When Mukhtar's 8 inch dick pierced Sumi's tite pussy she was clenching her face..and then went on a rough session of sex... what more dissapointing was when Mukhtar was using her hard on the floor, the boss was jumping in desire and cheering them up with crude cracked voice and at a pont he started fondling Sumi's breast too, ...
As soon as Mukhtar is over he leaves Sumi, he bows the boss and leaves immediately ...Sumi lays there, she's feeling like a blow gone over, but somehow she watches the changing reaction of the boss, at the beginning he was watching at her figure, but now he is mostly looking at her cum drenched inner thighs and messy face and hair, Sumi tries to find the hair band and as she thinks, she must be in a little shape, the boss stops her..."stay like this...u look great after use...mmmm" the boss speaks out in a drooly fcae as he drops his pants... Sumi leaves a sigh and smiles like a slut,.."aaiye malik..." Sumi speaks out....
After few hours Sumi was thrown out of the room... she comes back to her room, hardly she could walk..she reaches the bed and sleeps off...Few days pass bye as the regular routine... Sumi sleeps off till 11 am 11 30 am to bring herself back from the enormous torture of each nights..then the days goes in making herself nice for the night.... and the evenings are same, full of sick games...
Few days pass bye..a week passes.. the boss drops in unexpectedly... Sumi greetd her with beer and the boss, who was in nice mood with his new young kept made her sit on his lap. Suddenly Mukhtar comes in, he has the stone face, the boss drops Sumi immidiately from his lap and leaves the room with Mukhtar..
Sumi thinks she should better dress up for the boss, so she opens the wardrobe, rite that time the door opens and the boss pops in..."two minutes dear.."the boss says..."okkk malik.. i also want 2 mints..uske pehle andar aana mat..plzz.... i will change" as she smiles innocentsly to kake the boss feel tickle the rite way..thye boss grins and closes the door...
Sumi wears a micro mini pink polka dotted skirt and a purple white short shirt with her shiny red lipstick.
Waiting for boss, Sumi also ties up her hair in 2 pony, to please the boss..but still he doesn't appear.. Sumi gets up and tries to check what's wrong and pulls the door, but it is locked from outside !
Sumi is amazed, but she sits back on the bed, the boss must be in some work...five minutes passes... to fifteen minutes..suddenly theres the sound of opening the door, Sumi gets up bang straight and stands up the slutty way with one leg on the chair and her hands over head....
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As the door bang open.. Sumi is just shocked... it was neither the boss, nor Mukhtar at the door, rather two middle aged rough looking men in short shirts and trousers... Sumi have never seen them... she is just so struct she is freezed in the position she was holding for the boss...
"aee... kaun hai tu ? "... the first man speaks up.. the second one blurts.." kya yaar Hussain..tu bhi.. ek randi ko puchty hai..kaun hai ?.. oye randi.. hath niche kar.."... Sumi gets back the sences as the converse with her, she prompty takes her hands down and tries to cover herself up... indeed they are not related to the boss... so who are they...
"itni bhi dhongi banne ka zaroorat nahi...jo poochta hu.. uski jawab de.. nahi to teri khal utar lunga.." the second guy says as he spits at the wall of the room... red stain of panmasala juice rolls down the wall..
"o yaar Dicky, tu zara thanda kar apne dimag..., main puchta hu.. tu dekh baki ke log aye ya nahi..".... saying so Hussain pulls Dicky a little away... Dicky keeps on measuring Sumi, her whole self...
Sumi, by her femetal feelings well understood, that Dicky is quite a crooked guy, and moreover, Sumi didn't see crooked people any less here..
By that time a more group of crack team of the special branch appeared, who came and saluted Dicky and Hussain both... one of the security officer has got the caretaker of the appartment in front of the officers...
Hussain and Dicky were both leaving for the central room, but Dicky stops and snaps his finger to call Sumi out of the room too, Sumi, with her head down, wanted to collect her dressing gown before she appears in front of others, but Dicky stopped her.. "aise hi chal..nikal room se"....
The caretaker of the appartment was weeping in front of Hussain, at that time, "mujhe kuch pata nahi saab... unke gaddi tez nikal gaya...main to yaha ka naukar hu malik...".. Sumi by their conversation by now understood, that this special team was on raid on the boss, but Mukhtar and the boss fled minutes ago the team appeared...
Dicky comes in front of the caretaker..and shoves out his pistol and puts it straight on the adam's apple of the caretaker..he takes a huge gulp..."err...er..saaabb.."... "mar jayega re tu... kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalega.. bata de.. woh dono haramkhor paise leke kaha bhagey.." the caretaker would almost faint..."mmmmain kaise janu malik..main to pure appartment main....wohhh ! use sab pata hai malik !" and he revengefully points at Sumi !
Hussain comes up to the caretaker and slkaps him hard.."oye use kaise malum ? woh to sirf callgirl hai.."..." nahi malik... yeah mr. Prasad ki latest rakhail hai malik..." the caretaker screams out...and with the zeal of saving his life he cries out.."aur..aur malik.. ise sar pe chadha rakha tha Prasad ji ne... ise sab pata hai malik"... Hussain asks the caretaker to leave, but he can't leave the city now...
Sumi was wondering, how funny the caretaker was... she's here for hardly four days, and today is the first day, she came to know the name of the boss, Prasad..and the caretaker said.. she was so pampered.. Sumi feels like such an irony it is...but before she could think more, a hard arm rests on her shoulder..."so... kaha hai teri malik ? tujhe yaha pe kahe chor gaya ? paisa rakhne k liye ya fir humlogose disco dandia khelne k liye..?ha ?.." Sumi doesn't know what to answer... but the second moment a tight slap falls over her face, but she is not allowed to fall in impact.. the other hand, which was placed on her neck, held her strong so that she doesn't fall...
It took few seconds for Sumi to accept this slap... it's not the first time, she is getting slapped, she has been beaten like an animal many a times too, but this slap was different.. a slap of trained hand ... not out of sodomy or anger... but just proving oneself...
Dicky holds Sumis hair, hard, ..and then twists the hair around his wrist and starts to pull upwards,.."eeeeeejkkkkkkkkk... ahhhhhhhh..ahhhhh" is all Sumi could speak up... no, Dicky doesn't kicks her belly, he holds the few free hairs, beside the ear, between her fingers and start pulling them upwards too...Sumi's feels she will die in pain....
Hussain was busy instructing the search party to search every corner of the huge appartment for the huge amount of black money Prasad kept here... but he turns hearing the animal grunt and walks fast to Dicky, and keep his hand softly on his shoulder...and whispers.."kya kar raha hai yaar..ladki hai.."
"To kya puja karu is bazaru rand ki.. aj to iski khal utar dunga main... bol kutia ki bacchi kutia... paise kaha chupa ke rakkha hai.. nahi to teri ga*d pe revolver ghusake shoot kar dunga.."...Hussain is kinda irritated by the acts of Dicky.."kya yaar..yeah bacchi hai..dekh na.. yeah kya tera kamathipurawali ladki hai.. ki jise chaye uutha laye aur raat bhar use ..."...usse bhi bura haalat karke chodunga iski...t u dekh na yaar.."
Hussain knows, its no point in tring to stop Dicky now..Dicky own hand is getting wet in Sumi's tears, she can't speak out the pain, her whole face is red...she is panting..can't swallow this immence pain.. more to wipe off his hand, Dicky throws Sumi on a side, and kicks her huge spongy butt harddd.."iski room ki talashi le.."
After an hour, the search party called off.. nothing was found... Dicky looks at Hussain and smiles a little.."dekh yaar.. aur koi chara nahi bacha.. ab to interogation k liye..use le jane hi padega..hai na ?" saying so, Dicky tells one, "get her to den no. 15, from 9 PM we will start interrogation.."... Dicky walks off, shrugging his neck, Hussain follows his buddy...
The search guys looks at Sumi, she was cuddling herself at thge corner, as she understood, how the interrogation will be..
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