Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Sumi pushed the last hair clip to her hair and looked at herself in the mirror of the huge bathroom. It sized about six times to their bedroom.
Watching herself closely and minutely she decided, yes, she indeed looked funny, cheap and weird. With the waterfall braids and the twin plait, several colored hairclips adorned to her hair, she looked more of a clown than a young, sweet girl leave apart the sexy thing.
Her submission stunt didn't work out much with Shukla sir.
Though he did stepped over her spread hair and placed his right foot over the girl's head, it was moments later the little girl was pulled up by her open hair rudely by Shukla.
"So... you want to show that you are ready for me...? eh Sumi?" Shukla grinned like a hyena.
"I... I am here for you sir ..." the little girl softly whispered trying to digest the pain with her hair tugging.
"Oh you are ! are you...?" Shukla laughed out loud and pushed off the girl rudely.
Sumi tried hard to manage herself from falling and tries to balance holding a table causing her knee bang hard to the leg of the table.
Sumi gulps a painful moan and looks up with her submissive cow like eyes to Shukla.
Dolly was feeling herself into heaven, around the cozy arms of Chopra. The soft touches, the whispers, the gentle kisses, the caressing all made her feel special and different. She couldn't ever dream of being united with Chopra again.
The old woman had a feeling that she was forgetting something important, but let it go. And when Chopra whisper into her ears that, it was sorted with his wife too, what more Dolly could expect.
Chopra didn't wanted to stay back at company guest house Dolly works in. Dolly too agreed to that. It is not a right place to be with her love, and when Chopra proposed to drive off to the seaside resort, she couldn't hold her excitement back. Dolly knew it belonged to Dinesh saab, but who cares, she is not a whore companioning a rich man! It's his childhood friend and his lover!
Chopra too couldn't hold himself away from this woman. Though she looked too welcoming by her whole outfit, outraging the modesty of women ; Chopra treated her royally and specially.
Even while walking down the stairs of the guest house to the car, Chopra walked holding Dolly's hand closely and affectionately. Suddenly he stops and looks at Dolly, "aren't you leaving something back ?"
Dolly looks questioning and Chopra smiles naughty,"your office files dear...!"
Dolly's ears go red in shame. She got so much carried away in emotion, she had forgotten the main purpose of her being there.
Dolly bites her toungue and smiles in shame,"I am so sorry...I'll just run and fetch them..."
Chopra hugs her close and whispers, "no need to..I already asked the bearer to put them on in the car,..."
Dolly hugs Chopra back, firmly and kisses on his shoulder and walk to the car.
Sumi marched on to and fro in the room.
She had to speak herself on with "left, right, left..." and march on around the room, naked with a cane, held as a flag and her Head girl badge stuck on her chest with a double gummed tape, an inch over her left nipple.
Shukls himself pressed the badge, taking time, while he held the girl in position by holding her left nipple.
After sticking the badge, Shukla shook the little girl's tit, slapped it, pull it by nipple, ignoring the pain struck face of the girl and was finally happy with his job.
It was past midnight and Shukla had made her change her hairstyle four times by now, which she has to perform in front of him.
Sumi felt her legs were paining and knees trembling. Along with sporadic canings, she had been marching for about forty minutes now. However, what rather eased the girl was, Shukla sir was in his normal self. The confused and frustation was missing and he was in his menacing self. A self Sumi is well aware of.
Shukla slaps his finger and calls the girl close.
Sumi walks immediately closer and stood in front of Shukla.
"Sumi..."
"Ji sir..." Sumi replied softly.
"you can rest your legs for two minutes... " Shukla says.
The little girl looks thankfully to Shukla and sits down over the carpet floor.
"And while resting... why don't you open your hair Sumi... I was just feeling to see you in two simple high pony... won't you? Shukla grins.
Sumi looks up to the pervert and nods her head, "ji sir... I would..."
Shukla's eyes ogle the little girl, as she sits naked on the floor, folding her legs, brushing her hair smooth and tie her hair.
Sumi looks up at fear as Shukla stands in front of him. Suddenly the man looked like a demon...
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