Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Dolly acted like stone. She was still not that lost in booze that she couldn't realize how her own blood had just been disgraced openly and publicly, and the only person who could be hold responsible was Dinesh.
He had made her daughter walk like a target to be molested.
Dolly tried hard to act normal as she was rubbing her bust against Dinesh's legs, like a pet cat, but just took her face slightly off. Not only that she didn't want to see her daughter so closely as she now came and stood in front of Dinesh with her face down holding the bottle, still in front of her chest, but also to hide the uncontrollable, wretched drops of tears that she couldn't control in spite of hard tries. When Dolly glanced towards her daughter as she was almost running back with the bottle, her experienced eyes could read her daughter had been molested by at least four to five people directly.
It was so clear for an experienced abused woman like her, she could actually visualize what may have happened.
Sumi's open bun at one side, face messed up, slap mark over her face and red pinch marks over belly and side, Dolly sighed, her little darling had been at least been molested for about three minutes by a group before she could free her self and run. It is on that course her bra had been torn off, as trying to hold her back.
"What happened Sumi ? Sold your bra at shack ?" Dinesh said with a dry laugh,"you have it in your blood... to sell undies... ain't it baby?" and pulled back Dolly's face straight with a tug on her hair and banging her face on his knee.
Sumi looked up at Dinesh and with a suppressed angry grunt, streches the bottle towards Dinesh.
Dinesh touches the bottle, with his right finger nimbly and says," You have just wasted it by warming it... bloody fool... you had to hold it just by the cap,... not even the bottle body...and you have got it pressed against your tits!..."
Sumi looks down helplessly.
"You know Sumi, you should go and get another bottle right now..." Dinesh chukled,"just like the way you are..."
Dolly dared not to speak a word but clutched Dinesh's feet in helplessness.
Dinesh laughs out loud.
"Oh... a mother's love... eh Dolly...?" As he indicated Sumi to keep standing there.
Dolly helplessly looks up at Dinesh with all pledge in her eyes.
Dinesh grabds Dolly by her hair hair and gets up and pulls her close, "You are such a darling Dolly..."
Sumi understood Dinesh was thoroughly enjoying this cat and mouse game with them. What she hardly felt that Dinesh sir was in an unsaid competition with Rajiv. And what for ? Dona madam was thousand times beautiful than her on any time anyway. But Sumi knew, he had some knives to grind.
Dinesh was done for them for the time and till evening he was normal and in his own world. Until, he suddenly announced that he had thrown a dinner for a few friends.
The mother aznd daughter looked at each other sharply, both thinking the same. What is in Dinesh's mind ?
Dinesh glanced at his Patek Philippe watch and in a very normal tone said, "there's hardly and time... Sumi ... your dress and everything is ready in the outhouse cottage... go now..and Doll...your is here..."
The little girl was pretty startled as she entered into the said outhouse cabin.
An attendant was ready to dress and deck her up, but what astonished her was the dress.
She had to bath again and the woman dresser took long time to deck her up in a casual, normal beauty.
Sumi's dress was a very normal and decent salwar kameez with a dupatta.
Her hair was middle parted and open,with ends natural looking curled, with only side hairs twisted at sides and made a knot at the back of her hair.
Sumi couldn't believe her eye own eyes as she saw herself in the mirror.
So, she can look good too ?
She could some time look decent and upper class too !
Sumi turned out from the outhouse with instruction from her stone faced lady dresser.
As she came out of the cabin, she understood the party was on. It was apparently a small group of five men and Dinesh Sir himself.
And there was her mother.
Sumi was stunned to see her mother too !
What exactly is in Dinesh sir's mind ?
Her mother looked like some soap opera actress with chiffon saree and sleeveless blouse. Her hair was heavily gelled, braided both sides at front and a long choti at back, adorned with gajra.
Her mother was gently attending the guests.
There were no sign of nasty or sexual attendance.
Dinesh himself came forward and introduced Sumi as a new intern in his concern.
Placing his hand with affection on Sumi's shoulder, Dinesh said, "It's hardly her ninth or tenth day with me..and her first party like this... but she is very honest and hard working..."
Sumi had to bring a faint smile as she blushed as everyone clapped to her.
Suddenly she was feeling nice.
Dolly too was convinced that Dinesh naturally had some good people to hang out with too.
It was right then, when one of Dinesh's friend, who had been trying to flirt with Sumi for some time and then inclined to Dolly, (Dinesh however didn't revealed that they are mother and daughter, thankfully) suddenly walked up to Dolly, semi drunk and grabbed Dolly by her palllu.
Dolly looked back and smiled mohini.
The man started pulling Dolly's saree. Sumi closed her eyes but opened with her mother's giggles.
Dolly stood with a thigh length matching tight ghagra inside.
Sumi took her sight off.
Right then the beareres announced, dinner was served.
All the guests were directed to the buffet, along with Dolly, who in her surprising dress now.
Sumi stood at a corner petrified, when she was awakened by Dinesh's touch on her shoulder,"Come on Sumi... have some food dear..." and held her hand warmly.
Sumi was now sure that Dinesh sir wanted to impress her too, in a subtle way.
Giving her indications of how much he really care about her.
Dinesh was being so sweet that Sumi was now getting a cripple.
He walked with her till the buffet tables and instructed the servers, choosing the best for her taste.
Sumi's plate was moderately full. Dinesh's eye was soft and romantic.
"Please eat dear..." Dinesh whispers, "Please..."
Sumi shivered so hard that almost the plate would have falled from her plate.
She nodded her head diligently and held the fork in her hand.
Dinesh walked away in front of the little girl to allow her eat in peace, attending the guests.
They were almost at the end of the meal now, and still attached to the booze counter.
Desserts and after dinner liqueurs were being served and Sumi too was gulping the food up too, to cope up with the guests.
Suddenly Dinesh nodded her head, "someone is looking too alien today.." and looked to Sumi, from the middle of the guests,"I have never seen you eating dressed Sumi..."
The little girl was struck.
Dinesh walked towards Sumi, slowly, with a smile on his face. Sumi wanted to run but her legs felt so heavy.
Dinesh came near Sumi and smiled placing her eyes on her eyes and without a word pulls her dupatta off over her chest and throws it aside to the wild air of the open beach.
Sumi suddenly felt her shame also been thrown away suddenly in front of these men.
Dinesh snaps his finger and calls a waiter close and hands over a dessert to Sumi's other hand. One hand being holding her plate.
Dinesh with out a word, grabs the little girl's kamees, over her chest and rips it off from the middle, and pulls out the bra off making her topless in front of all the guests.
Sumi could feel her eyes and ears burning in helpless shame and anger as she felt Dinesh sir's fingers pulling out her salwar draw string and dropping it down.
Dinesh stood up now, in front of Sumi and smiled looking at her eyes, "eat Sumi..."
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