Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Sumi hesitated standing in the lavish suite of Dinesh’s whether she should leave or stand, as the latter didn’t give any definite sign for her to disperse. Sumi had feebly stated that she is leaving, to which Dinesh snapped back without putting his head up saying that he “couldn’t care less…but” {sic}
It was the “but” that held the little girl stand back.
Suddenly Dinesh looked up and literally Sumi saw his jaw dropped.
For few seconds Dinesh remains speechless.
Sumi was feeling uncomfortable and flushing.
“Wow… Sumi… Gawddddd…” Dinesh exclaimed which reddened the young girl’s cheeks more flushed up.
“Uhhhh… You should never come up like this for any auditions like this, you know Sumi?” Dinesh almost moans and whisper, with eyes set on the little girl.
Sumi was feeling uneasy and blushing but still whispered back,”and why sir?”
Dinesh replied in the same whispering tone,”because the darwan’s will kick you out at the entrance only Sumi…”
The little girl was taken aback like a shock.
Sumi’s face had gone pale and felt like a hard whip had been cast over her.
Her ears burnt and eyes fumed as Dinesh burst out in nasty laughter.
“But well, Sumi…” Dinesh says, suddenly controlling his laughter,”you look better in those clothes you wear for me ! Now you are looking like a slum whore…”
Sumi held her head down taking the insult and advice.
“Now, for you payment…” Dinesh looks for his wallet and right then Sumi interferes, ”No sir…”
“No! …” Dinesh smiles, ”you will have payment for the day Sumi…”
Sumi holds her hand in front, in a praying position and breaks down, ”Sir please, I will take it from you later. Can’t carry it now, please try to understand…”
Dinesh smiles sharply, ”so you are trying to make an excuse to meet up another day to earn again or more optimistically restart the foiled rental
Of yours that I did ?”
Sumi looked down, without a word.
Dinesh took a step forward to the girl.
Sumi looks up at Dinesh with tearful begging eyes.
“By the way, I won’t be disagreeing to meet you again though…” Dinesh suddenly smiled in a strange way.
A smile Sumi didn’t know.
Right then Rajiv rushed into the room, “we’re ready…” and Sumi turns back sharply.
Did Rajiv see that Dinesh sir held her hand for a few seconds?
A few seconds that the earth shook under her feet and she felt utterly confused and made Sumi uneasy?
Dolly took down brisk steps from the stairs ascending and walking towards the VVIP cottage.
She wanted to concentrate on her job tonight but was utterly disgusted and disoriented by the verbal outbreak Shah performed after she denied to please him.
Dolly felt she is one of the most challenging and weird mission of her life and hence didn’t wanted to her herself dirty before the special job.
A plan she disclosed to none and been playing out.
Dolly shivered and shook a little as a thorn pricked to her bare feet.
She came san her slippers, only covering herself with a black wrapper.
In stealthy steps Dolly walked to the windows and slipped her head inside to see the condition.
A faint smile of satisfaction runs through her face.
This is what was supposed to be after the wy Vic gobbled the special dishes of her.
The old woman looks around and slips herself inside the room.
In soft steps Dolly walks to the bed.
The old lady suddenly struck up in fear.
A throbbing sound can be heard and then realize it’s her own heart throbbing.
Her throat choked and her head was feeling heavy.
“Can she do it?” the old used hag questioned herself.
The pain under her foot was growing.
Suddenly the old woman shakes her head, as it throwing off all her frailty and drops the wrapper from her shoulder.
The moonlight shines over the smooth, much devoured, sloppy, buttery body that san a string on the body.
Dolly softly places the small carafe she had been under the wrapper on the side table and takes a deep breath.
She smoothes her hair with her hand, running over a final check over her stark naked body and crawls over the bed beside Vic.
Sumi stood in front of their poor dilapidated mirror, coming her long almost oil drenched hair.
It was rather early in the morning than compared of her regular college time, but the little girl is so terrified and eager to get on her regular routine that she is taking extra time to be perfect.
Though the little girl’s body was freshly bathed and cleansed, her hair adorned with freshly applied oil, a must-do for Shukla sir, her eyes looked weary and red like hibiscus.
She couldn’t close her eyes when Rajiv dropped her at home around quarter to three of dawn.
The sheer tension and terror was eating her up.
Rajiv was all sweet and normal as they drove back and casually stated he has to stop down for five minutes for a chat with a dealer.
Sumi had no option than to nod her head.
Unlike other times, Rajiv was travelling in a chauffeur driven car and not n his bike.
They stopped by a under construction site.
A site Sumi immediately identified.
This was the very site where Rajiv got her and humiliated her in front of five workers and their superior.
Is he into some dirtier plan today?
Sumi looks at Rajiv who was walking ahead and utter a single word, “Rajiv !” Rajiv turns and raises his eyebrow,”yes ! Kya hua ? Aao !”
“Rajiv… yaha…” Sumi’s eyes were begging and could utter a single word,”phir se…?”
Rajiv smiled, “oh no Sumi! Come on !...” and comes closer and hugs her around and walks in the office room holding her hand which he left promptly after entering.
Sumi’s hand shivers as she folds her oil sleeked braid tying it with satin pink ribbon.
There were three men…
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