Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Vic was feeling rather batty and irritable. He was feeling like a mess and did not feel the mind right. He slept rather badly, with strange dreams that he never had before. The scanty fragmented visions of the dreams were sexual and weird enough, that never occurred earlier. What was more unlikely was the amount of nightfall he had. It seemed he had a proper ejaculation.
More than bewilderment, Vic was much into worry about what exactly happened with him. Was it the food? No. He had never had such tasty food in his entire life.
But something was not making him stay at peace. He was feeling rather queer and was not sure what to do. A situation he had never faced before.
Shah entered to the pantry and watched the woman with disgusted face for few seconds. How religiously she is arranging and directing the stewards and cooks of the kitchen for the breakfast for the honored guest.
Shah calls out a short but clear,”Dolly…”
Dolly turns and smiles to Shah, greeting him morning, but Shah still stays with a creased face.
Dolly grins, “Now, no need to be angry about last night, we are here for work Sir…”.
Shah looks around and makes a sound of bitterness,” he has called up Prasad sir…they are coming…”
Dolly gets puzzled for few moments, ”He ?...They? …What are you saying?”
“Uffff… you stupid woman…woh haramzadey, Vic… he had called up Prasad sir about something. Prasad sir and Siddu are coming over…I think something is wrong…”
Dolly feels her lower belly aching. Her whole body had turned chill in fear. All that she had feared must have come true. Dolly understood she would fall down any moment.
In a almost stupefied voice Dolly whispers to excuse her and rushes out of the pantry to her room.
Closing the door, the old woman trembles in fear, sweating like hell.
Her belly still aches and she feels to puke in tension.
Throwing out some bile and splashing water on her face and neck, made Dolly feel a bit better. As she stood back in front of the mirror, trying to clear her face up, she looks at her mobile she left at room. The screen showed a total of eighteen missed calls from Prasad sir and Siddu sir.
Dolly leaves a deep breath, a danger doesn’t come alone.
Dolly hesitated to call back right when she saw the BMW of Prasad entering the porch through the window.
Taking a deep long breathe Dolly looks at herself to the mirror and walks out of the room. Now she wants the bad things to get over fast.
She now knows what is going to happen. Sooner, it’s less humiliating for her. Dolly prepares herself and slowly takes the step down, calmly.
The calmness prevailed as the old woman walks down the room all sat, silently. The room was calm too. The calmness before a wild tornado.
Vic had been asking leading questions regarding the factories and infra-structures which he even understood he was not supposed to.
He was to gather information, not so crudely.
Prasad was sitting with a creased forehead.
He was thinking deep. This is obviously unethical by business protocols and impertinence for a business associate, but bland refusal will make them a hostile party, surely losing the whole business and ensuring enmity forever. Again, sharing answers to these leading questions are as good as sharing the blue prints and all the secrets of the business and henceforth surrendering all the strategies.
It was right then Dolly entered.
Prasad was in no mood to look over Dolly anymore.
The game is lost either way.
It was now a matter of choice, how to lose.
Open surrender or pre-lost battle?
Siddu looked up at Dolly, all his anger to take out on her.
Shah was more shifting his eyes between Prasad and Siddu and now seeing Siddu’s target fixes his gaze to Prasad’s.
Right then Vic looks up and suddenly smiles clear, ”Hey! Where have you been since morning?”
Dolly was rather taken aback, not because of the cheerful welcome. She had heard a lot of misleading statements all through her life, but the smile was clear and happy.
Not only Dolly was surprised, Prasad, Shah and Siddu was surprised too.
And so was Vic.
He disliked this lady.
Something about her was repelling but at the same time he found something about her making him thinking about her a lot.
Vic doesn’t even know why he greeted the woman and said so.
He didn’t wanted to, but someone from inside made him do so. Astonished Vic didn’t speak up more, regretting his answer.
“I…was arranging breakfast…err…why sir?” Dolly says startling.
It was obviously a bad etiquette to startle, but Vic ignored. Of course, she is a corporate chief of the organization and is doing these out of honoring his presence.
But why such dreams?
“I, errr… actually was feeling a bit of head ache…”Vic smiles a little.”But now feeling better…”
“Sorry for my impudence, but rather than hovering around, you could rather take rest today…”.
Prasad and Siddu gets stiff with the old foolish woman’s insolence.
Vic too was feeling being derailed and wanted to ask her to leave, and speaks out, ”Why of course! You are right…let’s call it a day Prasad uncle” and smiles out looking at Dolly, ”I bet there are special dishes present in breakfast too?”
“There are…” Dolly smiles assuring.
Vic was enraged. He desperately wished to amend what he said and blurted out, ”Ohh well ! Prasad uncle ! Siddu, please join for the breakfast…”.
Prasad in a flash of a second understood he just got saved by a flash and instantly wished to leave. Wishing him short and formal goodbye he wished to leave promptly with Siddu murmuring him to get at the best fast and if he required anything.
Vic just needed one thing.
He just required this woman out from his sight.
Everything about her was so repelling and burdening for him.
He wanted this woman away and that’s what he wanted to say to Prasad.
“Oh no uncle ! Don’t you worry! Madame is taking good care… “and smiles nerd.
Each one had their own reactions with this statement of Vic’s.
As Prasad big a fade final good bye and marched off with Siddu and Shah, the flabbergasted Vic excused himself to his room for a minute and then coming for the breakfast.
Dolly followed Shah to see off Prasad and Siddu.
Prasad was much lost in his ideas and walked with head down.
Being saved once by a hair, what will he do next time?
Shah followed the worried Prasad silently.
Siddu stopped back abruptly and looks at Dolly sharply.
Dolly couldn’t resist to stoke up Siddu’s rage more.
She knew, being treated well by other male always angered Siddu, and here again this situation was saved by her entrance to the scene.
A bare factum Siddu could not agree with.
Dolly looked up at Siddu like an innocent girl and batted her eyelashes several times in an animated way.
Siddu grinds his teeth and whispers, ”bahut ras jam gayee lagta hain ? What is that you are doing ?” Siddu grunted.
Dolly couldn’t resist herself from taking advantage of the situation by smiling and batting her eyelashes again in an animated way.
Siddu couldn’t control himself anymore.
He grabbed his hair and grunted,” bloody bitch,… Don’t you act smart with me!”.
Dolly knew it was not the time to make Siddu vindictive but enough to cool him down, and so she smiles nor’ mal suddenly, ”ufff…it hurts Siddu sir… please… and it would take time to say everything na ! Please sir… don’t spoil my dress now… I am the face of the company now, na!
Siddu suddenly leaves her and looks at the old lady spitefully,” that is the only thing I regret… “Spitting on the ground, he walks off the car, without turning back to the old used up whore.
Sumi stood silently with her lips drawn in, biting them hard. She stood at the same place, facing the full glass wall facing the early morning radiant sea.
It looked wonderful and mighty waves crushed over the boulders.
But Sumi was no more appreciating them, nor in the mood of it.
She stood there stark naked.
Dinesh sir had shown up himself, in a kimono, out from bath greeting him a warm good morning.
Sumi reciprocated too, though tensed up with thoughts what Dinesh sir may ask about.
Sumi was not unprepared getting naked, she knew she had to, sooner or later. Rather fast stripping will spare Dinesh sir’s vicious comments on her inner clothing and her choices. What she didn’t expect that Dinesh sir will ask her to do it as soon as she came in in this early morning!
The little girl was wise enough not to show her surprise out to Dinesh sir for sure and stripped of in few moments dropping and pulling out every bit of her clothing.
Dinesh watched with a poker face.
“Now, don’t be so regardless with your clothing dear…fold them neatly.”
Sumi was rather taken aback by the unexpected comment of Dinesh sir.
“Do it well Sumi. Get down on your knees, if you need and fold up your clothes…” Dinesh says in a pleasant firm voice.
The little girl understood Dinesh sir’s job already on move and gets down on her knees, folding her clothes religiously.
“Place your bra and panty over the top Sumi…” Dinesh continues and Sumi does so.
Sumi was to stnd back and Dinesh had left since with her clothes as she stood naked facing the sea like before.
Standing naked in the huge palatial suite, Sumi felt so low.
She was now cursing herself to accept the offer of Dinesh sir.
Would she ask to release her ?
But the little girl knew she didn’t have the guts to do that.
Dinesh sir controlled a lot, at least in her life.
Denying his wish will be a grave error to Rajiv. Accepting the offer would make her a whore. Sumi could think of the lusty face of Rajiv, slapping her hard and making her talk each details on the incidents, swearing her madly.
Suddenly the little girl shivers up with the touch of fingers running over her silky open tresses.
Dinesh was back silently, and stood behind the little girl.
Sumi shivered and looked at Dinesh.
Never had she seen this lust in Dinesh sir’s eyes.
His fingers felt like never before.
But Sumi didn’t feel good. On the contrary, the little girl suddenly felt creepy, very creepy.
Something is going to be wrong, the sixth sense of the little girl ticked in her mind.
Sumi had seen a lot of emotions in Dinesh sir’s eyes- fun, ignoring, taunting, humiliation and rarely pity too. But never had the little girl had seen his lusty eyes.
But is this lust?
Or is this something more intimidating and coarse?
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