Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Sumi’s eyes wrer tied and promptly taken to the car after the duo, Dicky and Hussain left. Sumi begged them, showing her attire, that she cannot probably go like this,”bhaiya…viswas karo.. Main buri ladki nahi hu…” the guys allowed her to wear something, but Sumi couldn’t find a decent wear in her wardrobe. It went against her plead few minutes ago, when that very guy pushed her rudely towards the door and said..”bahut nautanki kar li..! teri item dress dekhke humlog kya karey ?” Sumi grabs a bath robe and slips it in desparetly to cover her slutty dress up. Right then, they started pushing her out of the flat, as one of them holds her had in his hand, tangles the fin ger and twists her hand at back, so that she can’t run away, another guy holds her arm tight as the other two locks ajnd seals the flat.
The four guys almost push Sumi down the stairs, with rude and roughness, as the other flat members comes out and watches the fun in amusement. Sumi is practically pushed through the corridor and taken to the portico, and made to sit between both. One guy slips off a black eye cover over her eyes, so that she doesn’t know where she is going.
Sumi was waiting and was quite prepared, when the guys hands will be over her, but much to her confusion, the guys were just quite and none of them were talking.
They drove for mre than three hours and when the car stopped finally and Sumi was dragged out, and made to walk through a long corridor.
Finally when her eyes were open, she finds herself in a small room, with high ceilings and iron bar gates. She gulps, what kind of security officer station is this, she thinks to herself.
There’s nothing but a plastic stool in the room, that too sealed with the floor.
As the guys are leaving Sumi says in a feeble voice, she needs to go to the loo…A guys points at a corner of the room and asks her to do there. Sumi is shocked, but what could she say…rather than to sit like a dumb cow…
The guys leave without saying a word, locking the iron bar door. Hours pass, the pressure becums unbearable into her abdomen. How long can a girl control pee ? Sumi takes a look at the corner or that room, there’s a small drain outlet there, Sumi walks up slowly to the door and watches the corridor, no one can be seen outside… she waits for a second more, and then slowly moves to the corner of the room…can she pee in the room like that ? Sumi is still in confusion, she can’t imagine it, but it seems now that her lowers will burst or else she will squirt pee automatically… Sumi waits fr few seconds more, with confusion and then slowly lifts up her bathgown and pull down the short pant too..the dress is a reall mess for her today. How can Sumi pee with lifting one dress up and one dress down… Sumi somehow manages to pull down the pant till her knees, she is trembling in fear of someone coming, she can’t even sit to pee, she is loosing balance because of her wholesome body.
With one hand Sumi manages to hold her robe up, over her back, to prevent it from getting wet in pee, on the other hand, Sum I is trying to pull her pant to the maximum distance from her pussy, so that the pant doesn’t gets wet in the splash of the pee..
Sumi almost manages herself over there, facing the door, and pressing her huge apple ass over the wall for balance and she lets her bladder leak…and she throws up a shower of pee…but she sees much to her badluck, the pee is not flowing out through the drain, it seems to be blocked bt dirt.
Sumi finishes and stands up, balancing herself, her whole back and ass was yellowish white with the powdered lime from the wall, she fond herself standing in the pool of her own pee..Sumi steps out in irritation, the pee is blocked whole in the room and stinking now…Sumi pulls her pant up, and her zipper, and the moment she fastened her button, 3 guys of the those four opens the door and stands in…"chal re chutia..teri bulawa aaya hai..." one says...
 
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