Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Dolly was feeling restless, more because as she could understand herself, she was actually hating everything that was happening. She just hated and hated the whole procedure. Even the slimey guy, Srinivasan, who sat beside her in the cab, giving stealthy looks at her was making her irritated. Been it her olden days, she herself would strike up a conversation much ago and would have been almost close with him now. But presently, Dolly hated it. She hated being a comfort woman anymore. A signature she wants to shed off from her now.
Prasad has tagged up the unknown newly joined Srinivasan of finances with Dolly to start settling scores with people. To check what the person wants, cash or flesh. And if it's flesh, would Dolly suffice ? Rather, it's actually Dolly's work to initiate the person and lure him to her for the settlement. For Prasad, he always tries first with Dolly, his staff whore. He calculated well and seen, making her work even 20 days a month and minimum of one fuck would cost her no more than two hundred and fifty bucks. An amount for which even third grade presentable whores are not available and specially the kind of services Dolly renders.
Today, as the dumb woman almost crashed in Prasad's chamber Prasad appeared very official and sour.
Completely ignoring Dolly's greeting Prasad takes out a printed list and holds in front of Dolly. "Will you please mark the one that are done with Dolly ? I need to update others too..".
Dolly holds the paper and freezes. It's the list of cases and files that were to be cleared through Chopra. There are eighteen of them and Dolly had cleared none in last three weeks ! Prasad holds a pen forward, "mark them Dolly, I need to go for the meeting...".
Dolly didn't knew what to reply.What should she say ? She had done nothing ? Not a bit of work in the times spent with Chopra ? Those days and nights when she was released from all other works just to be with Chopra ? Yes, she had been with Chopra and lived every second of the times spent but her work ? Did she forget them completely?
No, the old woman did remember i once or twice, but right then Chopra would come up with some erotic or emotional maneuvers that would stop her for being so low. Actually she tried to speak about, even carried those files along but something called her conscience stopped her from being a whore to a person who loves her, in spite of knowing what she is. But she couldn't speak it out.
"Yes Ms Dolly ! What is the status ?..." Prasad asks in a chilled voice.
"Err..you..you can take all are done sir..." Dolly could whisper so much.
"Can I ? ... Oh, that is so sweet and kind of you dear... " Prasad walks to Dolly, "three fucking weeks and you are asking me to take it all are done ?"
Prasad grabs Dolly by her hairs, pulling her face up, "Listen you bitch ! Tomorrow, by twelve noon, I want all the files signed by Chopra on my table ... and if you fail... no, I won't do anything to you, but will replace you with your daughter... is it clear ?" Dolly shivers hearing the blood freezing voice of Prasad.
"Sir... to main abhi jaau ?..." Dolly gulps and asks.
"Kyun ? Abhi to woh court ya office main hoga...waha ja ke uski gand chategi kya ? Sham ko jana kutia... tere aur koi kaam nahi hai kya ?" Prasad grunts.
Dolly feels being slammed against a stone wall and shuts herself up.
Prasad then briefs her about her assignment and Srinivasan, "Waha se chaley jana apne ashiqe ke pass... lekin yaad rakhna..kal bara bajey... all files should be here on my table, signed. Nahi to... teri beti ... aur use tere same auction pe lagaunga...samjhi na ?"
Sumi's eyelashes flutters and eyeballs dances around. They doesn't freezes over Chopra's eyes.
Sumi had been nodding her head, giggling ignoring Chopra's question. Now she stood, stuck against the wall, cornered by Chopra. Both had smiles on their faces, Sumi's face was full with shy smile and Chopra's with exotic.
Both had their face red. Sumi had her face red in unknown shame, Chopra's face was elated with a queer excitement.
It's a taboo.
It's a sin.
But this young girl. Her glowing skin. Her flowing sexy hairs. Her eyes. Her used body in this tender age. All somewhat mesmerizes Chopra for that moment.
Chopra almost leaned over the little girl, holding her face up.
Sumi had her eyes closed, as Chopra lifts her face up delicately.
"Answer me... did you feel bad yesterday night ?" Chopra whispers, blowing on Sumi's face.
"When ?"
"You don't know ?"
"Uhuuuuumm..."
"When...I..was...torturing... and...beating...your...mom?" Chopra whisper, face closer to Sumi's face." Tell me... tell me..."
"Nahi..." Sumi's lips flutter.
"Sach main...?" Chopra whispers.
"Hmmmmm... aur ek baat batau ?" Sumi whispers with her eyes closed as Chopra's hands holds her waist.
Dolly comes out in the scorching sun along with Srinivasan. The work was completed with much ease. Dolly don't have to sleep with him. Her giggles and flirts along with pallu dropping and showing cleavage made the work done. Srinivasan, who sat beside her was seemingly more flabbergasted than the official.
It showed as they came out.
"Err...kahi chale madam ji ? Thande main baith kar... beer pitey ?" Srinivasan chuckles. He had gathered some courage now after seeing Dolly shading off her pallu and ample shows of her bosom.
Dolly felt a current of anger strike from her top to bottom. She looks at Srnivasan coldly and replies, "nahi..main beer nahi pita..."
"Phir..coffee... juice... chaliye na..." Srinivasan tries to be cordial, " Main bhi beer nahi pita...aaj aap k khatir...waise aap ko office to nahi lautna hai na ? mujhe bhi nahi..."
Dolly stares at Srinivasan for few seconds and replies, "Nahi, mujhe Chopra saab ke paas jana hai... Chopra saab pata hai na aapko ?"
Srinivasan's jaw drops.
Dolly enjoys the show for a second and stops a running cab and gets off, rushing to their villa. She needs to get those official stuffs cleared first from Chopra.
Dolly calls up Chopra's phone, if he could come back fast.
The phone betrays her luck.
It says, "the number you are calling is switched off... please try later...app jis number pe ...".
Dolly asks the cab driver to rush.
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