Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

 
Sumi's heart get a huge shock. She is as much in dispair and in irritation... She can easily see the amusent and fun they guys have in their eyes... The floor was blocked with her own urine... one guy speaks up... "abhi mut di... iske bad kya karegi ? Jab Dicky sab ke sath milegi ? the other two guys smiles dry
Oye chal... der mat kar... one speaks to Sumi as he streaches his hand to grab her ..."ji .. here ?" that's all that Sumi could blurt ... "teri sasurall.. one guy blurts out, in irritation. It clearly seemed that they were not into some amusement time. The guy grabs Sumi by her neck and pulls her out rudely from the cell pushing her out.
Sumi cannot control herself and bangs over the corridoor wall, making her dress smeared in lime and soot. "kya gandi boo hai"..one speaks up ..as they push Sumi around and twist her hands at back, fastening with a pair of handcuffs.
Sumi can feel her heart pounding in every steap. She had never thought of a place like this. Where is she being taken to and what for ? Yes, she is a prostitute, an un**r ag*d one, but is that so much a crime ? What do they want to know about her boss ? What ? And what if they don't get answer ? The later question arouses in Sumi's mind and she chills in fear.
As the door was opened and Sumi was pushed in with a thump on her waist she finds a strange room, ith a wooden table, acrros a side Hussain is sitting,... alone. Hussain points at a stool, and Sumi sits there. Hussain pulls out a revolver from the chest of drawer and places it on the table. Sumi gulps.
Hussain looks at Sumi with a sharp eye.
"She looks young, silly and a comodity" Hussian thinks..., "but it be a fake... but at this age , is she a good actress? " ... Sumi on the other side of the table sweats in fear.
Hussain speaks up, "where's the money ?" Sumi was not prepared for this question.
"Ppparrrdon sirr" Sumi spurts out ... "what money sir ?
Hussain now picks the revolver in his hand and playing with the hammer he asks... " r u sure ?" ... Sumi's eye is full of tears, her hearts shaking... "sssir... mujhe viswas kijiye, mujhe sach main kuch nahi pata... main to sirf kuch din waha reh rahi hoon"
"Kyu ? " Hussain asks, "Kis kaam se ?"
Sumi looks up at Hussian with her dumbo cow like eyes, "Ssir..main..main.. unki..."
Hussain raises his hand and asks Sumi to stop. Hussain was aware of the sick nature of the boss. Hussain stands up. It's a wastage of time crossing her he knows. She is a poor creature pleasing the oldie.
Sumi look up at Hussain, "sir ?" Hussain says, "kya hai" "Mujh pe viswas karo saab, main jhoot nahi bol rahi hu" Sumi weeps, "main apne mummy ki kasam kha ke keh rahi hoon" Hussain says, "I know..."
Sumi's face glits up, "sir, to aap mujhe riha kar denge " she says ... Hussain shakes his head and sighs. he walks to the door .
"Sir " Sumi calls up anxsiously from back.
"Chup chap baith" Hussain shouts. The helplessness is what making him angry. He knows as Dicky will come in now and will use the girl as a doll of his sadistic torture theory.
Sumi was kinda shocked and taken aback. "Sit here" Hussain controls, "your interrogation is not over" saying so, Hussain leaves. Sumi sees the leaving of Hussain. "Not over ?" Sumi thinks, "why interrogation is not over?"
As Sumi was thinking about it, she was suddenly shocked as a huge shadow fell on the other wall..the shadow was shaking.
Sumi shivers and looks back. It's Dicky. With his baniyan and thyrouser on. He seems to be pretty drunk but he lacks any kind of lust in his eyes.
Slowly Dicky stands right in front of Sumi.
The cold eyes of Dicky shivers up Sumi. Why is this man lookin in this strange way ? Sumi knows what is lusty eyes , but this person has no lust. ..
What does this officer wants ? Sumi thinks and shivers...
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