Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Vic was feeling extremely perturbed and irritated. Not only it is for his misogynic self, but something about this lady was making him feel utterly uneasy. Though residing in a country of equilibrium, their concerned lacked females in decisive position. Females to Vic were mother, sister and relatives. This woman, Ms. whatever her name is, what he did not come across before.
Dolly too was feeling uncomfortable and feeble to her extreme, but by some miraculous strength, the old woman tried to play a role she had never played before.
Dressed in a costly silk kaftan, wearing delicate floral fragrance, her shiny semi wet long hair middle parted and left open neatly, Dolly was trying to be in a role of a corporate honcho. A character she had always been preyed upon by.
Each moment the old woman could scent the displeasure of the young guy. Formerly he had ignored herself completely.
What actually made the old woman thankful, that Vic’s ignoring her was not because of being snob. She could now understand what Prasad sir feared about. To Vic, Dolly did not exist in his plain. Thus, she was ignored. And now, Vic was rather expecting Shah to get down into chalking out the plans for visits and meetings. But to his surprise, Dolly emerged claiming herself to be on the charge of the management and hence would be doing the job instead.
Dolly too knew she can’t do the job. She can try and make some visit plans, but being playing a role of a top member of concern was not her cake.
She has to play it somewhat different.
Presently, she had been waiting after placing a map of the state locating the factories and other important locations.
Suddenly Dolly looks up at Vic, who was watching the map with deep interest and chalking out the logistical plan of visits.
“Sir…” Dolly suddenly speaks up.
Vic looks up.
“Excuse me, what did you order for your dinner?” Dolly asks.
Vic’s eyes freckles behind the thick glasses, but surprisingly in a much normal and rather a little shy note he replies, “Well, I asked for some Indian foods…”
Dolly nods her head and with a faint informal smile, “I need to have a quick glance at it…will be back in a moment, excuse me…” and gets up and leaves.
An idea had sprung inside the old woman’s head.
A daring plan that Dolly herself is not sure about, but surely she has no other idea in her mind.
Dolly walks to the kitchen in quick steps.
Sumi looked at the ringing phone of her room.
The call she had been expecting.
It was 11 of the night and none of the girls had been back.
Sumi took the phone up and says hello softly.
The voice at the other end just speaks out his suite number and keeps the phone down.
Sumi looks at the phone spitefully.
How easily Dinesh sir had just mentioned the suite number.
How sure he was that Sumi would be running to her like a kicked bitch with tears in her eyes, squealing softly on her public harassment by him ?
Sumi clenches her jaws.
She needs to reply back.
Dinesh sir insults her to be cheap?
Sumi walks up to the mirror and smiles sourly at herself and slaps herself hard.
It was exactly after fifteen minutes that Sumi knocked the door of Dinesh’s suite.
Sumi had changed into a shorter knee length skirt and a top she had kept extra. Not that it was tight and was of three years back, it was on the verge of a cheap clothing too. Her hair was also cheaply done, with gelled up and side parted with a lazy low pony and wearing dark pink lipstick making her look utterly slutty. But the little girl wanted to look so; she wanted to shock Dinesh for once.
Dinesh, even if shocked didn’t change a crease on his face. Rather, in a sugar sweet and highly welcoming way, he greets Sumi inside.
Sumi stiffens her jaw and smiles a little. She knew the extra nice behavior of Dinesh sir was just a decoy.
“You didn’t had your dinner, did you Sumi ?” Dinesh asks in a sweet way.
Sumi nods her head softly, agreeing she didn’t.
“So you knew that you will be called up and was awaiting my call…” Dinesh giggles nasty. “ Oh, why don’t you sit please !”
Sumi gets mad in anger. How do Dinesh sir is always aware of her movements?
She helplessly sits o the sofa and calms herself off.
She cannot lose her mind now.
“Sir…I need to say you something …” Sumi says in a clear voice, suddenly facing up.
“Let me guess, Sumi…will you? You want to leave tomorrow morning? Right?”
The guess was so damn correct Sumi doesn’t speaks for few moments and then softly says, “yes sir, it is so…”
“And you have already got the answer…Sumi” Dinesh chuckles.
“But,…but I don’t want to be a backup…I would better leave” Sumi says in a stuffy voice.
“Oh no! You have lots of works Sumi ! Only if you want to do them!” Dinesh smiles.
Sumi looks at Dinesh and asks, “And what job sir?”
“Stay with me ! In the room and pleasing me…” Dinesh chuckles.
Sumi eyes flashes for a second and the little girl replies in a soft voice, “And why should I do that sir?”
Dinesh looks at Sumi for a second and says, “for money dear !... You will get paid several time much than you are here for! And I know that you know that too! You seem to have come prepared presenting the class you are from Sumi! ”
Sumi looks up at Dinesh for a second and smiles sweetly.
“Thank you so much for your compliment sir! By the way, I am not interested to spend time with you…” the little girl adds with a sour smile and gets up from the sofa.
Dinesh looks at Sumi for few seconds and bursts out in laughing and clapping his hands, ”encore Sumi, encore… what a show girl! You ought to join those C grade XX films! You have a bright future as third or fourth lead there…” and laughs acid.
Sumi looks coldly at Dinesh and says, “I am leaving sir…Good night…”
“Sumi…darling…” Dinesh says with a smile,” You know very well, if I want, I can make you perform a striptease in the underground disc of this hotel in ten minutes…isn’t it !”
Sumi suddenly get goose bumps and startles.
“I had been sweet but that does not surely mean that you will sit resting your lousy fat ass on my shoulder isn’t it?” Dinesh adds.
Sumi wanted to reply but suddenly felt all her courage and self esteem were vanished and she had been searching words.
“Now, now…! Ease down Sumi…” Dinesh raises his hand, “ I am exactly aware of your ability and don’t try to stretch your limits…”
Sumi get fused off at the blunt statements and rather confused she sits back on the sofa. Clutching
And twisting her sweating cold fingers she looks up at Dinesh sharply and puts her eyes down again,”I am sorry sir… extremely sorry, but… but I want to earn in good way! Honest and decently! Like other girls sir!”
“I apprehended that! And you wanted to shock me too by denying the offer, isn’t it Sumi?” Dinesh asks. His voice didn’t sound angry but not much cheery too.
“Errr, no…I mean…” Sumi stammers.
Dinesh smiles a dry laugh, “Sumi, when you were taking time in coming, I suspected it, and looking at your getup, I was sure…”
Dinesh now laughs up heartily, “now stop looking at me like a cow, will you Sumi? For sure you won’t attempt to dress up to my likings, as it is far upper than your class,…but what can the stupid fool attempt? Of course to disappoint me ! Isn’t it pig?” Dinesh asks sweetly.
Sumi holds her head down strongly, bearing the insults.
Dinesh returns with his booze glass and walks to Sumi, and taking a daisy from the bowl in front, pushes it in Sumi’s braid knot, “but, you are looking nice Sumi…” Dinesh says in a changed tone.
Sumi sists like a stone statuette, without moving. She was being sure of to be rained with insults now as Dinesh played on with her long braid.
There was a fun of exploitation and disregard in his touch.
Suddenly Dinesh returns to his seat abruptly and sipping to his drink asks, “well, we didn’t fixed the rate Sumi?”
Sumi looks up now, she was sweating in the chilling AC. All she had in her mind was to prove her mother that one can earn being decent also.
Can’t she beg for not using her to Dinesh sir and just take the money she is supposed to get. Won’t Dinesh sir understand her pledge for a moment?
“Sir, ek baat kahu…please?” Sumi was ready to talk her heart out now.
Dinesh raises his hand, ”not now Sumi! First thing, first! What would you settle for each day?”
“Sir I… “ Sumi wanted to talk up desperately.
“Thirty grands per day?” Dinesh says, ”what do you say?”
Sumi’s opened mouth closed. She didn’t want to talk up now. Suddenly a different idea came into her mind. She can get back her mother into normal if she can earn the amount. But what about her challenge to her mother?
Sumi gets into a real dilemma.
What would she do? This money will surely change their lives.
Sumi looks up to Dinesh’s eyes. There was no compassion in those eyes but sheer understanding the dilemma in her heart, Sumi understood.
The little girl leaves a deep sigh.
“So, that’s done…right Sumi?”
Sumi nods so faint that she herself didn’t feel the movement of her head.
The little girl closes her eyes and tries to control herself.
Again she had lost against her battle of being a good girl.
Again she had proven herself to be a slut.
A girl who is ready to shed her basic feminine value for money, Sumi wanted to cry out denying and walking out but she knew she couldn’t.
The money would make much a difference in their life.
The little girl sits in a trance for a few seconds and holds her face up, and smiles, “ Same thing for dinner sir? Shall I ?” . The little girl now wanted it to start desperately. Once started, it’s invariably will be over and once over she will get the money.
Sumi smiles welcoming to Dinesh, awaiting his approval to strip down.
Dinesh bursts in laughter, ”look at Sumi! Just as you hear your per day payment, you became so eager to strip!”. Sumi’s face turns red and her ears hot.
“I had enough horror of your lousy tits this evening Sumi! It was enough… we will have it from started from tomorrow…all right?”
Sumi nods her head, ”shall I leave now sir?”
“This moment…” Sinesh chuckles. The answer was so prompt and rude Sumi was taken back for a moment, and wanted to ask back why did he fored her to accept the offer quoting such an amount she can’t reject?
But no. These questions cannot be asked. Specially to a person who is paying her times more than her worth.
Sumi gets up and turns to walk out.
“Leave the flower back Sumi…” Dinesh says in a steel voice.
Sumi does the same and walks out of the room.
After the door closes and locks automatically Dinesh claps his hand unmindfully and in few moments Rajiv walks out of the next room.
“Excellent sir… excellent…you really know to make her cheap…” Rajiv says cheerfully.
Dinesh remained silent.
Rajiv was holding a beer bottle in his hand and sipping merrily suddenly looks at Dinesh sir.
He was thinking something with creased eyebrows and twirling the daisy between his three fingers.
“Anything wrong sir? “ Rajiv asks in a bit tensed up tone. He was a bit uncomfortable at Sumi’s misbehavior with Dinesh initially. He was sure Dinesh didn’t take the stupid girl’s impertinence sportingly.
Dinesh remains silent for a moment and then suddenly laughs up and looks up at Rajiv, “you know something Rajiv? You are quite a lucky guy to get that girl…she is ….”
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