Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

A few hours pass as Sumi sits engrossed in her small, shabby room, clutching her knees with her arms and resting her chin on the knees. She had been back to the city with Rajiv at late afternoon. Though Rajiv tried to evoke some dirt by touching Sumi publicly, nothing much happened except Manish, Raj, Sam and Ed hurrying Rajiv to finish his drink.
Sumi didn't expect Rajiv to take it on her too. As he drops Sumi at her house, Sumi softly asks Rajiv would he like to come in.
Rajiv vehemently denies to enter into the shabby, dark, unhygienic dungeon she lives and spits on the ground and watching Sumi's reaction.
Sumi stood with her head down, as she is supposed to be, entertaining Rajiv with her painful eyes.
Rajiv looks at the little girl for a few seconds and hisses, "it seemed my friends are pretty concerned about you Sumi ? aajkal unhe bhi de rahi hai kya eh ?" and winks dirtyly.
Sumi looks up sharply. It would have been better, if she would have kept quite, but rather, surprised at Rajiv's meanness "but Rajiv...it was you who was making me cheap out there ! They just asked us to wrap us fast because it's not a good place ! " Rajiv's eyes glare up, "Chup... I understand everything ! Sirf Shukla sir ko nahi, sabko apni chut deke phir rahi hai... mujhe pehle hi sammahna tha... randi ki bachhi randi hi hoti hai..." Rajiv speaks out each word with hatred.
Sumi looks at Rajiv with painful eyes, her lips murmur, "what are you saying Rajiv ? please... please... andar chalke baat karte hai..."
Rajiv's bike roars up and Rajiv chews out each word out, "I seriously need to re think about our marriage and relation Sumi... I need to..." and drives off fast.
Sumi walks to her room like a zombie and sits blankly on her bed.
A lot has gone over her in last 36 hours.
Being it other times, she would have broken down now and weep for Rajiv's act but this time she doesn't feels that vulnerable.
Rajiv wouldn't leave her too, at least now.
A cold chill runs through the little girls spine. Yes, Rajiv can't get over from her so easily as someone else is backing her now, Dinesh sir.
That dreadful night of the previous day.
The night she and her mother accompanying Dinesh, with him holding the two ladies in his two arms and walking off leaving the flabbergasted Rajiv.
Sumi and Dolly both sat like two statues in two single sofas right opposite to Dinesh in his own suite.
For several minutes Dinesh ogled the two women, the mother and the daughter sweating in the chilling AC of his suite.
Sumi and Dolly both knew about Dinesh, and were terrorized for what they need to face now.
Dinesh suddenly pats the place beside his sofa, "come here..."
The mother and daughter looks up, dried throats and in this moment of shame couldn't face each other.
"I'm calling you, Sumi... " Dinesh smiles.
Sumi gets flabbergasted hearing her name. Dinesh sir is calling her to sit beside him ? Is anything wrong with him ? Or, she doesn't wishes to think further.
"Yes, Sumi... I am calling you... nothing doing... you are being served in front of me since yesterday with various toppings... but I couldn't have you... ", upon hearing till this Sumi promptly walks and sits beside Dinesh with a nervous smile in her face.
Dinesh smiles back to Sumi and continues, "as for your mother... she is the buy one get one extra maal... hai na Dolly ji ?" Dinesh looks at Dolly sharply.
Dolly nods her head immediately, she knew no other options for her too.
Dinesh looks at the old woman for few seconds and whispers,"though to most, you are over used, old, spent fire and practically none would be too excited to get you on bed anymore.... ain't it ?"
Dolly pulls her breathe hard. She feels being stripped and evaluated in front of her daughter.
"Except for some sickos like me and ...." smiles Dinesh, "hai na Dolly ji...".
Dolly sat like a statue and looks up to Dinesh for once and looks down.
"You know Sumi ... your mother, Dolly, is quite favorite of mine and we had many interesting and exciting interactions..." Dinesh looks at the little girl and says with a smiling face.
Sumi didn't knew what to say and smiles again fade, knowing her mother is very close to Dinesh sir for the second time again.
"Dolly... you are being manner-less these days..."Dinesh said up again making both the women get cautious again.
As Sumi looked up sharp to Dinesh, trying to understand what should her mother need to do to show her good manners,Dolly could only blurt out "ji...ji... main..woh..." and gulps a few times.
Dinesh grins broad, "ha... we all are here..and you are not even serving drinks...".
Sumi tries to get up, "ji... main lati hu na..." but Dinesh grabs her hand and pulls the little girl back to the sofa.
"Please don't dear... your mother is well trained in all kinds of serving...get it Dolly" Dinesh chuckles.
Sumi didn't knew what to say and how to react. She couldn't understand why Dinesh sir is suddenly being so sweet to her and treating her mother bad.
Just to make her feel more miserable ?
"Get whiskeys for us and cider wine for your daughter Dolly... your daughter loves it..." Sumi sits still as Dinesh calls out the orders to Dolly who comes back with three glasses over tray, with a sweet smile on her face but her trembling hands can't hide her nervousness.
Dinesh takes Sumi's wine glass chivalrously, handing it to Sumi with a smile and taking his glass and indicating Dolly to take the other.
Dinesh cheers with the ladies and suddenly looks at Dolly and with a smile, asks her to sit, at his foot.
Sumi gets flabbergasted but Dolly without creating a scene instantly drops her bottom to the ground, sitting next to Dinesh's feet.
Dinesh places his booted leg over Dolly's lap, without making a face, as if he is placing his leg over a foot stand.
Sumi's jaws tighten up and she tries to get up but right then Dinesh is watching her reaction with his snake eyes.
Sumi understood Dinesh is trying to evoke her vulnerability and shame and so without giving him a chance to be sicker she stucks herself on the sofa without spending a word.
Dinesh places his hand on Dolly's curly left open hairs, caressing them softly and looks at Dolly and says, "don't worry... I won't spoil your make over... you know, I can't use something which Tarun wishes to enjoy...he's my childhood buddy...".
Sumi looks up confused, what is Dinesh sir saying and as her eyes fall on Dolly, the little girl sees her mother sitting like a stone statue and trying to control her yell, as Dinesh is rubbing his shoe over her thighs.
"You know, Tarun, I mean, Tarun Chopra, the man you are here with, is a very close friend of mine...? eh, Dolly ?"
Dolly nods her bent head faintly and right then Dinesh cheers up, "oh I forgot ! you encountered him first in that three nights party I threw ? hain na ?...you know Sumi, your mom..she was such a terrific performer...".
Dolly grabs Dinesh's leg now, holding tight she whispers in a tensed up voice, "please..please sir... please don't say these to her...".
Sumi was feeling a hard tremble in her heart. She was not sure of what is going on.
What is Dinesh sir's plan with them ? She felt better knowing her mother didn't knew a bit of getting her being here and also felt terrible hearing she is with some other man.
The little girl knew what her mother does, but facing it hard, in the same hotel was a real pain for her.
Dinesh ogled at the little girl ignoring the huffing pleads of the old woman whose thigh he was rubbing hard with his shoe.
"Why didn't you come in the morning to the beach Sumi ?" Dinesh looks at Sumi and whispers.
Sumi looks up to Dinesh and clearling her trembling voice spurts out,"I know why I have been brought her sir, but... but I can't wear that in public...".
The vulnerability of her tone didn't affect Dinesh at all, who rather, in a mocking tone replies, "and in...private ?"
Sumi stares at Dinesh for a few seconds and nods her head, "I would... in fact..." her voice trembles and she looks sharply at her mother once and continues with her head down, " in fact, Rajiv asked me to wear it beneath so that you can see...".
Dinesh bursts out in laughter, "see ! see what ? Your de shaped hanging tits and your flabby belly ? Your fat ass ?..." Dinesh laughs, insulting Sumi and Dolly brutally with his maddening laughter.
Sumi stays with her head bent and wipes her tears. She had one consolation in her mind, after all Dinesh sir had spared her mother now.
"Well... enough of insulting Rajiv Sumi... I had been not "seeing" you from the previous days after enough presents from him... and now... since he had already sent you ready for me to "see".... show me..." says Dinesh smiling.
Sumi looks up at Dinesh, not understanding it clearly.
"Open up your dress and show yourself in that bikini you are wearing under..." Dinesh chuckles.
Sumi looks at Dinesh and nods and then again looks at Dinesh with a silent plead indicating the inner room.
She couldn't do it in front of her mother.
Dinesh looks at the girl for a few seconds in smiles, "Ok..as you wish dear...let's get to the bedroom..."
Sumi stands up instantly as Dolly sits like a statue. Will Dinesh sir enjoy her innocent soft daughter inside the room making her see it ?
Dinesh didn't say a word and walks to the room with Sumi and suddenly looking back to Dolly.
Dolly, terrorized looks back to Dinesh, who with a evil grin gropes Sumi's ass hard in front of her eyes and pushes the little girl rudely inside the room.
Dolly closes her eyes in disgust and helplessness and sits tight.
She wished she could go deaf .
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