Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Sumi tried her level best not to show any signs of amazement and pulled back herself in her shell upon reaching the designated place. The venue this time is even bigger and plusher hotel, one of the leading bouquet resorts of the country.
The richness had made her go numb. Sumi was alarmed from the beginning of their journey in the fifteen seater luxury van. A couple of girls from the B group, the group in which Sumi was and who witnessed her harassment by the guards were also there who whispered the scoop to the other girls. Sumi also had a stark contrast with the other girls in respect to her clothes, her simple long non-dyed hair, and her small bag she carried, her whole appearance in total. She san any costly make up or styles, no costly dresses, rather in a normal skirt and a top while other girls were shining in miniskirts and shorts and dresses with stylized hairstyles and accessory.
Soon she felt being outcast from the group, with nobody talking to her but whispering and giggling about her. Sumi had sat straight with tight jaw, trying to evade her mind to something else trying not to hear, but words like slum, footpath and slut plunged into her ear.
The little girl looked up at the purring gang, who were actually ogling her like a strange creature and instantly stealing the looks, giggling away.
Dolly’s heart gave a huge leap as she enters into Prasad’s chamber.
She was in a typical nylon saree and tight cleavage showing blouse, her hair in a high pony and braided from the middle, adding up unnecessarily to her sluttish look.
Not only Prasad was back from his tour, but also present in the room were Siddu, Parekh and Shah. All four of them sat in the sofa and none looked quite cheerful that made Dolly cling to fear. The room was chilly cold and so was the reaction in all four men’s face. While Siddu and Shah showed real disgust in their faces seeing her enter, Parekh remained reaction less. Only Prasad’s eyes twinkled or were it her misunderstanding. The whole atmosphere of the room was rather gloomy and grave.
Dolly smiles up brightly, greeting a good morning to all, a note which Dolly felt a bit too loud for the room.
None reciprocated to her greetings.
Siddu in a dry professional voice asks her to sit down.
Dolly takes her place in the blank space beside Shah’s. He doesn’t turn at her to see.
“What’s the matter sir?” Dolly couldn’t control herself.
“Brief her, Siddu…” Prasad speaks up, “but before that, let me tell you something Dolly. This assignment is extremely …should I say, necessary or a question of survival?”
“And, sadly it’s not your survival we are actually thinking about. It’s about our, the company’s existence…” Parekh added in a cold voice.
Dolly’s heart was freezing each moment, when Siddu started narrating in a grave broken voice.
“Dolly, there’s an important associate of us in the States, you must know about the L***S***Z company?”
Dolly nodded her head promptly. She knew the company’s name very well. Though she didn’t with them directly, but had to deal with some middlemen regularly. She knew that company was a regular client of them. To be precise, a heavyweight client. But what she didn’t understand what a small fry like her would do in such a big matter.
“Now, this associate of our company is sending down his best man, to see over the business situation here for a few days, understand?” Siddu asks.
To this Dolly nods too but doesn’t quite understand the problem in it.
“It seems you don’t understand the problem Dolly…” Prasad say, “this guy is a maverick, with a walk in a plant he can draw over the plant design and make up a bigger and better plant…so, if he chances to understand our business patter here, he will start the business here, and that means…?” Prasad says in a questioning tone to Dolly.
“We …errr.. lose them as our client…” Dolly says faltering.
“Not only that you idiot…” Shah speaks up bitterly,” we would lose our other clients also, do you understand now?”
Dolly could understand the graveness of the situation but couldn’t understand her role in it. Till date she had served one purpose. Dolly clears her throat and in a energetic voice speaks up, “I, …I will take good care of him sir…”
To this all four men exchange looks and a strange smile passes through their faces.
“Even we have thought for it Dolly, but the problem is, this guy is completely a nerd and uninterested in any kind of woman…” Prasad says slowly.
“If it was for a beautiful girl to please him off with, we were about to hire some starlets for him, but… it’s of no use.” Siddu say in a grim voice.
Dolly was feeling unnerved and confused. What do they want her to do then? The worst part being Dolly knew very well, she is not a situation to fail to the job too. Not only for Siddu’s threat about Dolly, but also for the survival.
Only last night she had made her mind up to accumulate up for Sumi’s marriage and it’s the very next day she faces a harsh and confusing task.
Dolly tries to compose herself and in a calm voice asks, “what is exactly that I have to do?”
Prasad looks up at her and says irritably, “I don’t know! None of us know anything! Just keep him busy! Keep him distracted! Keep his mind absent so that his tour is fruitless…”
“And to make him understand our company is their best stake…” Dolly adds up calmly.
Prasad halts abruptly. A faint smile passes through Parekh’s face and he exchanges looks with Siddu.
Prasad watches the old woman for a few seconds. The cheaply dressed and slutty appearances, the tired eyes, the overdone makeup and hair- will she be able to handle this grave situation at all? It was him who vouched for her, with Siddu and Shah staunch against giving so important a task on Dolly. Parekh had always kept faith in Prasad’s decision, but now it was Prasad himself who was a bit taken aback. But now it was a point of no return. They need to proceed with her and leave on fate.
Prasad looks at Dolly for a few seconds and in a short but clear voice calls out a bit aloud, “Mukhtar”…
Sumi was feeling stupid again attending the event. This time too, she didn’t carry any bustier or strapless bra to wear choli blouses properly. Some girls carried inert halter tops too to manage. They were said while selection that dresses will be given so Sumi had carried practically nothing much. Not that she have much too. Clenching her teeth, abusing herself she wore the choli with nothing underneath.
However, while sitting lined for hair doing, Sumi was helped by an elderly kind hairdresser. She pacified Sumi and said she would carry a strapless bra for Sumi tomorrow. The little girl’s eyes misted up in thankfulness.
Sumi strolled loosely around the corridors, sometimes attending the seminar in the hall, standing at the sides. The fair would start from the following day. Today there was the seminar ending up with a high tea.
The hostess’s too had not much work today, who were mostly not seen around, giggling and chatting around and flirting with people.
Sumi felt rather cheap for these and rather strolled alone. She wanted to pass off her day today anyhow. The stress was too much with the choli. Each time she remembered her wardrobe chaos, she turns numb.
Suddenly a low hiss made her turn her face and her heart struck a beat.
It was Dinesh sir !
Since in the audition and reaching here, Sumi didn’t saw Dinesh. She was feeling kind of comfortable thinking Dinesh won’t be around in this event too.
But now she was feeling a bit perplexed too.
Slowly she walks to Dinesh who was chatting in a room with a person, standing.
“Good evening sir !” Sumi says with asmile to Dinesh and smiles at the other person too.
Dinesh hardly showed any reaction, but in a pleasant face replied, “will you please get us two cups of coffee Ms. Sumi ?”
Sumi nods her head instantly and leaves.
She was in fear that Dinesh would say something insulting to her. But rather he behaved politely and asked her to do some job.
Sumi smiles in her mind as she walks back with the cups of coffee, holding the saucers gingerly. “Why should Dinesh sir insult me in front of all anyway !” Sumi thinks. She is here for a job and Dinesh would publicly not say anything bad to her, naturally.
Sumi walks back softly to the chatting Dinesh, who were now on much happier note, laughing hard among themselves.
Sumi stood for few moments and softly said, “Sir, coffee…”
Dinesh looks back to Sumi, with smile in his face and eyes and stretches his hands and instead of taking the coffee cups simply pulls down the girl’s choli making her heavy udders pop out in front of their eyes.
Sumi’s face had gone red instantly understanding her vulnerability and that she can’t adjust her choli holding the cups, her bosom dangling bare in front of their eyes.
Sumi closes her eyes in shame and whispers, “Sir !!!..” Drops of water run down from the helpless closed eyes.
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