Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP
As Sumi sat in the small stool in front of the small dressing mirror, tying her hair up, she was feeling relatively better by her reaction.
She was rather feeling good to be back on her normal course of misery. A life that had been sop tough to her. But the realization of they being left without any shelter and her mother losing job, was something much greater a threat to their life.
The torment by Rajiv was rather a sweet thing to her.
Rajiv had brutally fornicated the little girl at door step, and after finishing dragged her in, throwing her to the bed. Suddenly he had changed to her very known and own Rajiv, who would make her each things she did here.
Sumi said everything. From the landlord Rao to the goons at shack and everything she passed through, only to be interrupted by Rajiv's sick questions and occasional slaps, pinches over her chest or cheek, twisting her lips and tugging her hair. Rajiv used her twice more over the night, something that made her more comfortable. Only she knows how much she loves Rajiv and wishes to have a married life with him, reliving her mother.
Rajiv had not been sweet in the morning as he dragged Sumi to Dinesh sir's main villa.
What shocked the little girl was her towel clad mother, but she soon realized it was what it is supposed to be.
Dinesh sir had excused himself for a moment in the room inside, leaving three of them alone in the room.
Dolly was frightened to her core and Rajiv was the last person she had expected to be here.
Her daughter's face was clear enough what she may have passed the few previous hours. Sumi, thankfully was dressed in the dress she came here with, unlike her mother now, who stood in shame and fear in front of her would be son in law, towel clad.
Rajiv was thoroughly struck.
This old woman has a power to make him shake any time, any where.
Rajiv walks in front of his would be mother in law.
Dolly was actually feeling her legs tremble as Rajiv stood in front of her and she felt cold sweat running through her, in the AC room.
"You have even forgotten formalities Aunty... no good morning... etc.... eh?" Rajiv hissed.
Dolly looks at Rajiv swiftly and with shaken voice murmur," Good... Good morning beta..."
Sumi stood like a stone statuette too, with her head down. She was made aware of the plan while being used by Rajiv.
But Rajiv was more ruthless and nasty now.
"Kuch nazara nahi dikhaogee aunty ? Subah subh... ?" Rajiv grinned.
Dolly quickly glances at her daughter who stood with her head down, near the door.
Dolly looked at Rajiv's eyes and whispered,"beta... please..."
Rajiv's eyes flickered and he grabs the old woman ruthlessly by her ear, twisting it hard. Dolly's face turned red in pain and shame, but she couldn't utter a word.
Instead, Rajiv spoke up.
Mincing each word, Rajiv said,"Sun budhiya... teri beti ke liye mujhe en route se wapas aane padha... pata hain kyun ?"
Dolly's eyes were filled up with tyears but she whispered her answer, "nahi..."
"Kyun ki teri beti ne Dinesh sir sir se boli ki woh mujhe miss kar rahi hain aur shadi karna chahti hain... "
Dolly's eyes were bursting with surprise but Rajiv went on.
"Isi liye main char din ke liye wapas aaya... aur socha..shadi ki pehliwali test kyun na thik thak se le le...kya bolti hain?"
Dolly nods her head,"ha beta... test le lo ... Sumi aur main taiyar hoon..."
"To dikha nazara..." Rajiv giggled nasty.
Dolly looked at her daughter with a glance and then opened her towel, in the front to reveal her frontal goods.
Rajiv chuckled and Dolly wrapped herself up.
"Tomorrow morning I will get you two...be ready..." and left the room.
Sumi leaves a deep sigh.
She was already in front of Shuklla sir's house now. A streak of hair was falling over her face with her hair in two high pony tails infront and open at back.
Sumi wanted peace now. And if she needed to achieve it, she requires to be at pace with every aspect of her life.
However, her idea didn't match.
As she was climbing up the stairs, the returned Shukla was coming down for some urgent job.
A hyena smile comes up on Shukla's face seeing Sumi.
"Ah...here you are ! My little darling !"AShukla chukled.
Sumi had her heart beating and turned instantly submissive.
"I... I thought you were back Sir..." Sumi speaks out softly.
"Yes... I am..." Shukla grinned and walks closer and pulls the litytle girl close by her left pigtail.
A soft moan of pain gets suppressed.
"Bitch...I missed you sooooo much..."
Sumi could see the water gathering on Shukla's mouth as he spoke.
"To night at 11 PM...come her..." Shukla hissed.
Sumi was stratled but Shukla explained he have some urgent meeting and will be back at night.
And then he wants Sumi for the night, undisturbed.
Sumi nods her head and speaks a bye, but Shukla wouldn't let her go so easily.
"Give me you panty Sumi... I will return you at night..."
Sumi looked at Shukla in her cow like eyes," I... I am not wearing any Sir..."
Shukla's eyes sparkled and runs through the helpless young girls bottom searching for truth.
"Ahhh,...so leave your panty behind..." Shukla giggled looking at the surprised little girl.
It was already 5 Pm and Dolly had been sitting in the reception like a stone doll for past five hours. She hadn't been called in on anything.
The old woman didn't want to leave the good time go.
Seeing her daughter to go for tuition (?) she dressed herself up in her regular office look, with a belief that she will be taken in.
And tomorrow she has the test with Rajiv, with her daughter.
She knows, she will get passed in that too.
Dolly, been in her nylon saree and a sleeveless blouse, her hair hair in a side parted side bun.
The time was killing her but she knew it is the time that gives the maximum benefit.
It was about seven now and the receptionist left tyoo.
Dolly was not sure what to do as she found the darwan the closing the collapsible and the main door of the office.
Is she being locked up here.
A gush of happiness overhelmed her mind and she was more sure when the darwan said, "Maalik ne bulaya apne kamre main..."
However, the old woman's happiness was disappeared while she came out of the office building after two hours twenty minutes. Her whole body whirthed and shivered in pain, disgust and insult.
Is this what she actually deserved from her company ?
After laying herself to one and all without hesitation ?
To shade her feminine shame anytime she required for the concern ?
She knew she didn't.
The fire of revenge suddenly stoked up in her mind again.
Yes, she will take her revenge.
"One person, yes...only one person can help me..." Dolly thinks in her mind as she hurls a cab and utters her destination. It is a path she doesn't know much about, but she would learn. Specially, when she had example in front of her eyes.
Sumi had been preparing herself for her night meeting.
She chose a simple skirt and top, without inner.
She arranges her hair in a love signed waterfall braid.
Tonight she not only needs to compensate Shukla Sir but also take permission of her 48 hours non availability. That she and her mother will be occupied by her fiancée Rajiv who will have a test check on them.
Sumi walked through the dark lanes fast.
Should she have been in her known style rather than surprising Shukla sir in this new way ?
Will he be happy or get angry ?
Sumi had reached the huge house by then and slowly sneaks through the open door as planned.
Slowly, she walks up to the third floor.
A place where she has to give herself for use to Shukla Sir.
Sumi took a long breathe as she reaches the corridor of the third floor and slowly walsk in and takes a step back as she was taking a step inside.
Shukla sir was not alone.
The was someone else in the room too.
Sumi slowly sneaks her eyes in and looks.
There was a woman standing there.
No, she was dancing in some unrealistic ways with a pair of gollden pompom.
e r hair was in a high pony at one side and in a braided bun on the other.
It was her mother ... Dolly...dancing with her own set of pompom in front of Shukla sir...
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