Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

 
Sumi screams like hell in the empty common room, sitting on the table tennis board, holding her new college dress in hand. The dress she wore for first time, today.
Sumi was held hard over the board, by her hands, legs, hair and all part to hold on by the group. Their giggles made Sumi freeze in pain, but every moment she was expecting for a proposal to come up. She was rather surprised as Ed, Manish and Raj with one and two more kept busy with her dress and they come up grinning and threw the dress right over her face .
"Well, wear this and go to your dance teachers and judges now" Manish says, as Raj adds up, "now they will know, you are ok kinda, when you are without clothes."
Sam said in a grave voice, " I really felt bad when they told me that you were thrown out just because you are ugly and they didn't liked you, now they will know, you have everything in order "
Giggling and bursting with laughter the team leaves, slamming the door, leaving Sumi there. Sumi looks at the dress. They had actually outlined her private parts over her dress !
Two big uneven circles were drawn on the chest of the dress. Indicating her loose mammary. They have made two consecutive circles indicating her nipple and areola, and a small pink round dot in the middle of the areolas, to indicate her nipples.
Her genital was also well drawn, with pink skin showing in between, indicating a soft tight genital, as the little poor girl has. Ed, Manish and group has taken well care to draw, using permanent markers. Using fat markers for outline and thin ones for delicate drawings on Sumi's new dress.
Sumi weeps holding her dress, wildly. How would she go home ? What the fcuk is going on with her ! Sumi roars like a kicked and caned cow. She won't leave them today ! Sumi takes up the dress and wears it on reverse, which wasnot easy. The lower portion was fine, but upper part cutting of the dress made it really impossible to wear. Sumi holds her breathe and takes her all meat in, a little more ! she says and hooks up the last hook over her breast. They seems to burst out, but she has no option. Sumi would lower her college bag and take it at back to cover the artwork of her friends and hold a copybook in front of her crouch to hide the buttock drawing on her front, now.
Sumi makes up her mind. Till date she had now other option than giving herself to Raghu's wish. All that happened, was just for Raghu's minace. Now, Raghu has to take care of this humiliation that happened on her. She has never took chance on her cordial relation she has with Raghu, but today she will. And the poor girl thinks in her mind, "I will say sir, do whatever you like sir. When would you take me out ?... But he has to take answer for me !" All the way to Raghu's home, by the rickshaw, she keeps on thinking the same and wiping her tears.
Raghu listens the whole story and keeps mum for few minutes. Sumi gulps. Raghu sir looks serious, for a change. "Well, I hope you can identify them, Sumi" Sumi nods her head strongly. "Well,..." Raghu smiles at her now, "I must take care of you when you are in problem. You are not a haram ka maal" Raghu grins, Sumi stands in front understanding the hidden indication of her being so.
Suddenly Raghu leaves the room. Sumi stands flabbergasted. Doesn't know if to leave or not . She was supposed to borrow a little from Raghu too, to pay money to the rickshaw driver, who's waiting outside.
Sumi stood stupidly, not knowing what to do, and takes a step back to pick up her bag, as Raghu enters. Raghu had a churidaar and kurti in his hand, a fairly good one and holds it in front of Sumi. "Take it Sumi,...wear it" Raghu smiles, ... Sumi takes it and looks at Raghu with a question in her eyes. Raghu nods his head with the dirty smile, "yes..wear it here" smacking his lips. Sumi promptly opens her dress, which took time though and slips it down from her body and puts on the kurti first. Raghu looked a little taken aback as kurti covered up a lot. Sumi wears the churidar and gets up in front of Raghu, with a fade smile on her face. "Sir, kya aap mujhe das rupaiye de sakte ho, please, mujhe rickshaw se aane padi" Sumi says as weakly as possible. Raghu, smiling slips out two ten rupee notes and holds in front of Sumi. "Go home by the rickshaw only, don't walk from here" Sumi smiles a little, "And.." Raghu continues, "this churidar is of my daughter's, you don't have to return it. Keep it" Sumi smiles a little, "Thank you sir, aur Nidhi didi ko bhi..." Sumi asks for a leave.
Raghu smiles "tum kuch bhul rahi ho Sumi darling" Sumi was surprised. "err...what sir ?"
Raghu smiles, "your dress has been taken care of, but look at your hairs ! bikhrey hue hai sab.." Sumi gulps as she sees Raghu's hand come out from his pocket with a comb in hand. "smoothen your hairs Sumi and tie them, before you leave...mmmm" Raghu chuckles softly, as soft as whispering.
Sumi's hair were felt, tugged,kissed, licked, pulled, adored, tortured, Raghu's lust on Sumi's hair lasted for fifteen more minutes. When the girl was left, Sumi walked out feeling almost like a fool with two small plaits hanging in front of her face like kids, and two buns at the back of her hair. She can still feel the shivering and dirty feel on her neck and her hair parting at back, where Raghu was rubbing his manhood for last few minutes. As Sumi steps and sits on the rickshaw , directs the driver towards her house, pats open her buns.
Sumi steps down from the rickshaw and pays the whole to the driver. Sumi is a little suprised. "Why is the door open like this ?" Sumi walks in fast and smiles as she sees her moms worn out chappal on near the broken shoe rack. "Mom's back" Sumi smiles and walks in fast, to the room.
Sumi steps in the dark room, the fan was moving on highest speed, but no light. Sumi clicks on the light.
Dolly was lying on the bed, looking blank at the ceiling with one hand on her forehead. Her saree was at a corner of the room and her blouse was open. The pettycoat was awfully pulled up till waist and her legs was spread apart. Dolly slowly looks at Sumi. Sumi even looks at Dolly. She's stoned to see her mom like this. Dolly's lips were bleeding a little and face was grave. She looks at Sumi but doesn't speak a word watching her almost new costly silk dress. Dolly gets up from the bed and stands slowly, hooking her blouse back, ignoring Sumi. She collects her saree from the ground and was leaving the room, stops, turns back to Sumi and says, "You were supposed to meet Rajiv today ? after college ? Well, Rajiv kept on waiting for you for fifteen minutes and then he came here for you..." Dolly leaves a bitter sigh and leaves the room. Sumi's whole world shakes under her feet.
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