Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP
 
Fate had be locked and the time was seemingly still for the two females.
Dolly, the elder one was now jobless.
Sitting at home all over the day. Sitting, she believes a miracle to happen.
Her chance meeting with Milind at railway station didn't work out much.
Milind, a distant cousin of her husband. She hardly met him and not for once in last ten years.
Of course, Milind took her to the nearest restaurant and had samosas with tea and hearing her grave story. Dolly had kept it brief and subtle, censoring the raw bit of her life. Milind was apparently sorry for her turmoil and said he would of course figure out something for them.
Dolly was a little cheered up when Milind gave her a thousand bucks, saying he is leaving the city for some work, but would return and definitely get in contact with her.
Milind took her contact number and address, but didn't exchange his.
Dolly knew, Milind wouldn't call, again. Ever.
More because, once Milind steps out of the restaurant to buy some cigarettes,Dolly slipped out his satchel bag left on the table and grabs the loose notes and coins filling them in her bag.
She knew, Milind will notice that later.
And that, he will never call.
Dolly had been desperate for some earning.
She needed some way to earn cash. The old hag of a woman understood, working around freelance in those areas wouldn't help her the least.
She had tried calling up her bosses but they gt disconnected as soon as she ringed them.
But the fact that really really bothered her was absence of two people.
Rajiv and Rao.
Rajiv had disappeared since that day. Rao too had been unseen and was not being back at the place.
That made Dolly more impulsive. She had been been contacting anyone and everyone for any kind of job to people she knew, in and around her but none helped much.
For Sumi, it was blank and black.
She was missing Rajiv and wanted him back.
She was going through a mental phase she didn't wanted to !
A question asked by Ed that night.
A question he did not want the answser for, but wanted her to search the answer.
Sumi shivers every time she thinks of that question.
A question that haunted her so badly for these days.
Ed was being seemingly normal until he spoke up that day. He looked into her eyes and asked straight,"I understand that you are helpless about Shukla sir. He is far more powerful than you can ever imagine. But why the hell are you so much a slave to Rajiv! Do you really think that you love him ? You hate him Sumi... but worship him too.. at least... do not put yourself down for someone who doesn't cares about your dignity..."
Sumi was completely startled and Ed started smoking and after a few silent moments he said they should be leaving now.
Sumi knew, she had to fight a lot in her within to answer this question.
Something that she didn't want to.
She wanted Rajiv back desperately. To come back and accuse her and torture her back. At least Dinesh sir.
The long weekend ahead seemed depressing. Her mind revolted each time she had to go for Shukla sir. She hated it. And she hated more to see her mother sitting like a stone in the room.
Sumi looked at the watch.
It was already late morning and Shukla sir wanted her by noon today. He needs to leave for some political meetings for few days now so he wanted Sumi at her best for those selected hours.
She leaves a sigh and gets up from the dingy bed and looks at her mother who sat on the floor, wearing a faded off, torn nighty, spreading her legs over floor.
"Main nahane jaa rahi hoon... mujhe nikalna hain..." Sumi said and leaves the room picking up the towel.
Dolly doesn't replies.
The old woman thinks in her mind.
Did she got so old that she couldn't now take care of her child ?
Of course her little daughter is going out to fight a battle of survival and she being her mother is sitting at home!
Dolly felt low to herself and wanted to get up.
Right then Rao walks to the threshold of the room,"Arrey... tu ghar main hain randi ? teri hi zaroorat thi... chal..jaldi aaja upar..."
Dolly suddenly felt her heart leaped.
It was only late morning and Rao wants her from daytime ?
Now of course, she will be at her best and get themselves secured well.
Dolly grins like a tamed slut and Rao leaves.
Dolly springs up like a teenager and swiftly takes off her nighty and wear up a saree without anything underneath. Just wrapping the saree over her body, she opens and brushes her hair, then making them a tight bun, she runs upsatirs before her daughter would come out from bath.
Sumi had noticed the collapsible gate for the upper floor was open and then seen the room empty.
So her mother ran upstairs! Sumi nods her head at irritation and starts wiping out the water from her heavily oiled hair.
Sumi was thinking in her mind that if Rajiv doesn't returns she had too face Ed again once Shukla sir is gone.
Suddenly, the cough at the door made her hear jump up.
"Dolly ji nahi hain kya ?"
Sumi wondered for a moment who the man was. He seemed very known and before she could nod back something between yes or no, she remembered, he is the panwala of their locality. A big shop for a small business.
All knew him to be shady, but he always remains very calm and decent.
"Ji..err... mom..." Sumi was not sure what should she say."Kuch kaam hain ?"
"Ha,... ek kaam ke liye boli thi... abhi jana tha..." the man said softly.
"Lekin... woh to..." Sumi suddenly had a spark in her mind, "main jaun to ?"
The man got a bit startled,"Beti.. woh kam to... tumhari mummy ne.. woh badon ka kam hain beti... jane do..."
The panwala now turned back as Sumi almost ran and grabbed his kurta.
"Uncle suniye to! Woh kam actually, mom mere liye hi boli thi...main karungi sab kam... main thik hoon na uncle please?" Sumi suddenly had the flickering image of of being a slut from her mother.
The panwala too got dazzled for a moment,"ha..ha..."
Sumi smiles a million dollar smile for him.
"Do minute ruko uncle, abbhi ayee..." Sumi ran to get herself dressed up.
Finally, she had got a chance to overcome her mother's ego.
Dolly was flabbergasted as she heard Rao's statement.
Dolly, being too anxious had gave indications of asking Rao's favor to keep her and save them, but Rao acted as if he didn't hear anything and rather proposed something that Dolly couldn't belive.
A way to repay her rents!
Sumi was taken aback once she had reached the destination.
She was utterly frightened but she knew, it was no way back.
Sumi had reached one of the darkest areas of the city.
After crossing an infamous slum, the panwala hands her over to another low looking man, who seemed suspecting about her.
On their way forward, he had been muttering how spies are being tracked out.
The little girl felt horrified.
The man takes her to third floor of a multi-storied building that stood among the slum and knocks into an apartment
Sumi gets in.
A small holding room, where three men inspect her top to bottom asking her name.
There were about a dozen of women there, being questioned and either asked to leave or shown another room.
Sumi was been shown the room.
The little girl felt like slapping herself once more.
Again she did something wrong.
She shouldn't have been here.
Leaving a sigh Sumi walks in the room.
Two men stood there, and few women who were taking off everything and handling over to them. Everything they had over their body. From saree to mangalsutra.
Sumi had worn a nice skirt and top, to look lice, her heavily oiled hair in a single plait, made to a high bun, she looked really cute.
But along with other lowly women, Sumi takes off everything from her body.
The women were being handed over with a lungi to slip on and tie. Some wore it on chest, some over waist.
Sumi places her belongings blindly over a rack and walks to the men to collect her lungi.
The man holds and Sumi takes but he doesn't leaves.
Sumi looks up vulnerably at the man.
He seemed mechanical till now, handing on the lungis.
The other guy too comes closer and Sumi feels a burning slap over her bare ass, followed by a hard pinch.
Before the little girl could react, the man holding the lungi, grabs her right bhoob and gropes her hard.
The little girl moans up in helpless anger and pain.
 
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