Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Sumi walked through the streets with her inner and outer burning. She hated and resented the way Shukla tormented her thoroughly. Her pouty lips were still trembling in pain. They have swollen up with repeated snapping with the rubber band over her lips.
Sumi was bound to maintain a kissing action on her lips, each time Shukla would snap the rubber band over her lips. Each time the little girl would writhe up in pain and shiver, with tears flowing, Shukla would maintain a grim grin.
Shukla rather enjoyed Sumi’s fault and wished she would do them more.
With a sharp pull, Shukla tugs the girl up by her hair grabbed well and pushes her to the table, making her face over the table.
Sumi shivered but preferred as Shukla raised her skirt. At last, the torture over her lips were ceased.
Sumi’s heart shivers up as she remembers the slaps and the pinches that followed over her buttock. And then, Shukla sir made her bend down with stretching her ass cheeks apart and started snapping her anus and vagina lips with the rubber band.
The little girl begged at the pain, her whole waist were shivering, she pleaded with broken voice, but all that excited up Shukla more.
Sumi slows down, almost covering the distance to her house.
Her whole crotch and beneath were trembling in pain.
What made her more horrified that Shukla showed no remorse on the torture and while Sumi was still shivering in pain and weeping, he had been instructing her to come in two nice ponytails in college to the following day.
Dolly was engrossed into the thoughts of the difficult days she could foresee.
With almost no money in her hand and with the meager joke of a salary she gets from her office, it’s being really hard to live up now.
More because she knew in her heart, she was getting old. She is getting tired.
The idea of getting her daughter Sumi married off seems like a fat fetched dream now.
She was just about to make it, but all was lost.
Dolly knew, her anger was actually on herself.
Wouldn’t she have left the house for staying with Chopra, the house wouldn’t have ransacked and raided. And all her worries come to a certain conclusion. Repeating her work again, but would she ever make that fortune back ?
It was right then the strong hands had clutched her from her back. The hard body rubbed against her back, turning the old lady with a blow.
“Rajiv…” Dolly almost gasps.
“Ha aunty ji… main… kisi aur ki intezar hain kya ?” Rajiv pulls her closer, crushing her over his body.
Suddenly an idea flashes into Dolly’s mind.
She remembers once Sumi said Rajiv was always generous when it comes into her financial problem.
But it was her problem this time, and not Sumi’s . Would Rajiv be as benevolent as he is into Sumi’s case?
Dolly actually didn’t know what made her action up the very moment. Was it her financial vulnerability or was it a challenge with her daughter.
“Tut hi kaha re kutia inte din ? kaha marwa rahi thi ?” Rajiv grins nasty.
Dolly’s eyes sparkled and her face instantly gets the mohini smile drawn over her lips as her hands would clutch back Rajiv’s shoulder and back.
“I missed you so much beta…” Dolly whispers, and drops her eyes submissively like a shy young girl as her nail tips would clutch on Rajiv’s shoulder, scratching him sensuously.
It was till now Rajiv pulling the old lady closer to his body, but now Dolly starts rubbing her hefty tits over Rajiv’s chest.
“Andar chalo beta… please.. na mat karo aaj…” Dolly grabs Rajiv more closer, “bahut miss kar raha hu tumhe…”.
Rajiv gets mesmerized by the trained whore’s charm and almost drags himself to the small, clumsy room with Dolly in his arms.
What both Dolly and Rajiv missed out was the little girl, who stood at the doorway, watching her mother dragging her fiancée into the bed.
Sumi bites her swallowed up lips hard and rushes out from the house.
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