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The Following Story is a Purely-Fictional Art of Literature. It is Copied from The Internet and It's Entirely Based on a Fantasy. The Story Involves Acts such as BLACKMAIL, NON-CONSENSUAL, HUMILIATION and INCEST. The Writer Does Not Support or Promote Any of Such Acts. The GIFS and IMAGES Used in The Story are for Relating Purposes. Their CREDITS Belong to Their Respective Owners. This is a Multi-Part Story And The Parts Will Be Updated From Time To Time. Your comments are most welcome.

   Part 1   

The Debt

It was friday. Time was 8:15 am. Kajal walked into her bedroom from the bathroom after having a shower. She put on a transparent purple saree with a dark purple sleeveless  blouse. Through her saree it was easy to make out her dark navel, which was still wet from the bath she had as she did not towel it properly. It looked like as if someone had poured a drop of black honey on her milky belly. 
 
She sat in front of her dresser table and started applying makeup to her face and kajal to her eyes. Her hair was let loose as it was not yet dry. She raised her right arm all the way up, pulling it close to her cheeks, to look how well she had done the under-arm hair removal during her bath. As she was wearing only a sleeveless blouse it was easy for her to gaze at her armpits. She had done it so well that there was not even a single hair spot left in there, no dark spaces but only fresh pinky-white skin with some moisture. She started to run her fingers over her right armpit to feel if there's any roughness which might denote presence of hair but all she could feel was smooth fragile skin which, if scratched hard, might turn red and may start to bleed . Then she raised the other arm and did the same but this time she sniffed it, smirking when she realised that she couldnt inhale any obscene odours emerging from there. 
 
She took out a bottle of perfume and sprayed it right into both her armpits, giving an attractive fragrance to her entire body. She left the bedroom and walked through a big hall to get to the diner. Kajal lived in a luxurious house far from the city. At the dining room, there was a big dining table. There was a laptop on the table. Kajal sat on the chair nearest to her, opened the laptop and made a skype call. An elderly woman appeared on the screen. It was Kajal's Mom, Sunandhi. Sunandhi was in an international business of selling home-made sweets. So their house was always stocked with bunch of different variety of sweets. She goes on foreign tours fishing for clients. This time she had gone to New York. After some chitchat, Sunandhi said that her deals would get finalised by tomorrow and then she would leave and get back to home on sunday. After kissing goodbyes, Kajal closed the laptop, picked up her handbag. She was leaving for her work, it was the last day of her shoot. She wanted to get it over with soon as she badly wanted to take a break for a few weeks before jumping to her next project. Just when she was about to head out, an old man, in his late fifties, bald in the centre with some white hairs surrounding, stepped into the hall from outside.
"Dad...where were you all the morning?" 
It was Vimalan, Kajal's father. He is an entreprenuer. He had lost a great deal of his business a few years before and now he is trying to build it back with all his might. His company is a contract based manufacturing company which requires a lot of initial investment but the returns are very risky.  
"I had to go to the company for an early meeting Kaju" Vimalan said tiringly. Kajal was not okay with her father still working hard day and night. She always adviced him to stay home and take rest and assured him that she will look after him. But he did not like to bother her daughter. He had an immense passion for his business. When it failed, many people labelled him a failure. It affected him deeply. Wherever he went people started to treat him inferiorly. It made him extremely furious so he took a resolution that he will upbring his company no matter what and prove to them that he can still dominate the market. 
"You are stressing out too much dad. Why cant you stay home and take care of the business?" Kajal said worryingly.
"That is what I try to do but.." as he was speaking, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He picked it out and stared at it cluelessly for sometime. Then he put it back inside and continued "..b-but sometimes I've got to be there for meeting some important people"
"Whatever dad. Breakfast's in the oven. Take care...Bye" Kajal rushed out to begin her day.

After making sure that she was far gone, Vimalan picked out his phone and made a call. He was very tensed. The ringing tone stopped as the other person attended the call, without saying any formalities like 'Hello', a strong manly voice emerged in a very angy tone "Why are you not picking up my calls, are you trying to cheat me and run away, dont you dare even think of doing such things". It was Balvaar, a loan shark. Balvaar is in the business of money lending. Vimalan had borrowed Rs.5 Lakhs from him for his business purposes, which is to be repaid within 2 Months. Yesterday was the last due date. Balvaar was the one who had called earlier when Vimalan was speaking with Kajal. Vimalan was afraid that if he attends the call in front of her then she would figure out that something's wrong. No one in the family knew about this. He didnt want anybody to worry for him. That is why he chose a local man like Balvaar to borrow money from rather than going to banks where the formalities are more and comparitively more people will know that he's under a debt, plus also a lot of people were not willing to give him money because he had failed in his business before. He wanted to keep the borrowing as secret as possible. 
Balvaar continued angrily, "where is my money? Dont you remember the contract". Balvaar clearly mentions all the consequences to be faced by the borrower in the case of default, by the way of a contract, right before he gives the money. The contract clearly states that if the borrower does not return the money then the loaner has all the rights to hand the borrower to the security officer and reclaim the money through the borrower's private property. Vimalan turned nervous. He started to stammer. "Sirr...I will give it back within a week. I have a big amount of money coming by next week. I promise I will pay you back then." Vimalan was not lying. He had closed a deal just this morning in the meeting with a big client. But the only problem was they said they would pay the money only after making a background check of the company to ensure their business's safety. A backgorund check is not easy and it would take 4-5 days to complete. And if they are convinced that everything's alright after the background check then they would give the money. Balvaar's strong voice got angry again, "A week??? I dont care whatever happens in your fucking business. Our agreement was 2 months and if you dont get me my money by today afternoon, then get ready go to jail".
"Si-Sir..pleaaa" as Vimalan began to plead he heard the dial tone. Balvaar had put his phone down, not willing to hear anything further. Vimalan sat on one of the chairs in the dining room, covering his face with both his palms, his hands shivering, he had no idea what to do. He had worked so hard in recent months to get his company up from the ground and finally he found a way. But he couldnt bear the stress from problems like these. Still he didnt want to go to her daughter or her wife for money. He was still optimistic that he could manage this situation by himself, that with a little more requesting Balvaar would accept giving him grace period, he thought. He really didnt take the contract much seriously because Balvaar was only a local village man and how much knowledge could he possibly have with contracts. 

  Part 2

   The Loan Shark

On the other end, Balvaar threw his phone on the bed and started walking forward and backward in his room in a tensed manner. Balvaar is a 53 year old, dark-black-skinned man. He is 6 feet tall, weighing somewhere around 85 Kgs and also muscular. He works out daily in his home but without any instruments, just pushups and pullups kind of workouts. But looking at him one couldnt tell he works out because his big appearance would decieve them. He was tensed just like Vimalan but he was hopeful that his money would arrive before the afternoon, after having given an intimidating talk. Balvaar's tenseness was due to a promise he had made to his another client. He promised that he would give Rs.3,50,000 as loan to another client today afternoon. But the issue was he didnt have that much money with him right now. Inspite of being one of the richest people in the village, Balvaar's only a small lender and he has not loaned money more than even Rs.50,000 before. Apparently he has not even lent money to people outside his village. Vimalan is the biggest customer he has ever had. When Vimalan had come to him, he seemed desperate. Knowing he's from a rich family, Balvaar agreed to loan him money believing that getting it back would be easy and of no trouble. He had to put together almost 90% of his entire load of money to round up 5 Lakhs and charged a high rate of interest for it.Now that he cant fulfill the promise he had made to his another client without getting the money from Vimalan first, Balvaar became anxious. He thought if he couldnt keep up with his promise then he would lose his dignity he has in the village. As its a small village where words mean more than anything, people would start talking. If one person starts to disbelieve him then it wont be long until the entire village is against him. Balvaar is someone who would go to any extent, from harassment to blackmail, to get his money back. But if people came to know that Balvaar was unable to recollect his money from someone or that he was not able to give money to someone he had promised, then he reckoned that he would be running out of his lending business which he has been successfully doing in the many past years. Thinking about these made him go mad but he still believed in Vimalan strongly. As Vimalan's from a very wealthy family he would somehow gather the money and give it to him before the afternoon, he thought. This eased up his nerves a little.

"What did the bastard say?" came a voice from another black man acroos the room chewing khaini in his mouth.  It was Kanta, Balvaar's business partner. But Balvaar treats him more like a son. Kanta ran away from his parents and came to this village in a very young age. Thats when Balvaar adopted him. Now he's a 30 years old single. Actually he is not as black as Balvaar but more like a brownish black. He has no discipline which became the reason no one would consider giving him a girl for marriage. He drank, smoked, chewed paan parak all the time and always had a filthy unwashed smell from his body. Balvaar is the only person who could stand him. He too had a muscular build and only a little less in height than Balvaar.
"Lets hope he brings the money by afternoon" said Balvaar in a silent tone. 
"Hope???" Kanta laughed in a suprised manner "I told you right from the beginning not to trust rich fuckers like him, now look what happened. These people dont give a damn about
people like us. All they know is money and once they get it they run away with it and not give a shit about anybody."
Balvaar interuppted him and said "Kanta..you are not helping. Stop your righteous speech, I know what mess I've gotten myself into." 
"Oh you do?" Kanta mocked him. "Garjan will be there by 2 PM asking for the money.What are you going to say to him?" 
Garjan is the person whom Balvaar had promised to give Rs.3,50,000. He has been nudging Balvaar for the past 4 months to loan him the money today.  Balvaar said nothing and walked out of the house. He was puzzled and didnt want to think about any negative consequences at that time. He had high hopes that his money would come at the last minute. As he walked, he picked out a cigarette to calm his nerves. Before putting it in his mouth he gurgled  up and spit some mucus on the ground. He was sick with a severe cold which is common for smokers his age. Some people dont spit because of decency but he nerver minded. He thought it would be more dangerous if he swallowed it in, so he constantly kept spitting wherever he went. Kanta soon came out of the house and accompanied Balvaar. As soon as they both left a 17 year old boy came slowly from his room, double checked if everyone had left, and shut the doors close and locked it. He picked up his mobile, apparantly a cheap touchscreen phone, which was one of the few devices that people had in the village. He went to his bed, laid down on his back, made sure the windows on the bedroom walls are closed, and started typing 'Hot Kajal Aggarwal' 

                                  

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                                  Part - 3
                         The Teen's fantasy

It was Balvaar's son, Parvesh. Balvaar's wife ran away when Parvesh was not even 6 months old. Now he's turning 18 tomorrow. No one actually knows the real reason why Balvar's wife ran away. But people in the village started talking that it was because she got tired of her husband and decided to go live with another man. And you know how after some time village people's words turn from rumours into the truth, no matter what really happened. Everyone started to believe that. If Balvaar had not estalished a  successful business by himself his respect in this town would have died much earlier. Parvesh was in a higher-secondary college. He did not feel well today, he had a fever and even vomitted once, so he told his father he was not going to college. But his sickness couldnt stop his urges to mastrubate. He's a heavy mastrubator to internet porn. Since his father gifted him this mobile phone for his last birthday, he spends every day watching pornography in the internet and wanking to it.  He beats his dick atleast once a day and there are days when he pushes it to thrice. Due to the excessive mastrubation and not properly cleaning his dick after ejaculating everytime, a disgusting stench emerged in his penis and the part surrounding it. He had lots of pubic hair in there for a teen.  No matter how many times he jerks off, the very thought of naked women kept turning him on. His only dream is to touch and feel a woman's soft body with his hands, his mouth and his ever hungry penis. He watched porn to satiate his cravings for some time until he gets a real woman in his bed to play with. As he clicked the search button and dragged to the IMAGES section, his pupils dilated in awe, he felt an itch growing in his crotch as he kept dragging down the screen. He saw loads of arousing images of Kajal Aggarwal. This is the first time he is checking her out. He heard her name only recently from his collegemates. They told him they cant stop cumming after looking at her voluptuous curves. And now he knew why.

He opened a gif.

He caught a glimpse of her melons bouncing out of her tight slip. He figured that it's size has to be 34B. 

In the next pic,
 
he noticed her milky belly which was purely white pigmented without any marks. As he kept staring at this picture which also slightly revealed her wrinkles around her armpits, he felt his manhood reacting to her. He unzipped his pants and dragged it down below his knees along with his underwear, revealing his 4 inch cock lying in his hairy pubic area.

He opened another gif

in which he saw Kajal dancing, exposing her navel. He had a navel fetish. He always fantasized about fingering and licking women's navel. Though he hadnt tried that before he somehow knew navels are tasty. He watched how Kajal bent her waist, making sexy curves. That made his cock to start moving up. As a result of Kajal squeezing her hip he wondered if milky cream would spurt from it .
 
And the next one
 
he got a glance of one of her 34B melon and a mild cleavage. He also noticed her sexy evenly coloured arms and wanted to press her biceps and feel its softness.

He went to the next pic
 
Though the curve in her waist and the navel were the highlights of this pic, Parvesh zoomed in to take a look at her lips. It was wet and juicy. He licked his lips as his tongue started to foam a bit. His cock had grown to somewhere near 5 inches and was standing still now.

In the next gif,

he craved her lengthy white midriff and desired to tickle her there by slowly running his finger over it, making a straight line, right into her navel and further down from there .

As the next pic loaded up, 
 
Parvesh's cock was surely going to touch 6 inch. It started beating up and down. As Kajal exposed her flawless back, Parvesh wanted to bury his face in it and nibble. He wished to tickle her revealed left waist. He concentrated on her heavenly face now, her captivating eyes, rosy red cheecks wanting to get deeply kissed, lip wrinkles with some wetness and a warm delicate neck asking for a love bite. As he gave a final gaze at this picture his dick became 6 inches long with a steady beat. 

When the next pic completed loading,
 
he felt a tingle in his dick. The picture exposed a lot of her assets at the same time. Her long bent neck which he wanted to softly graze with his hand, her armpits, navel, waist, all added with her slutty expression made his penis hard and he started to slowly caress it, just slowly, like tickling it.

He found more seducing gifs and pictures.


 
He cant seem to get enough of her hotness. The last pic made his cock hard like never before. After being addicted to porn these kind of images wont usually turn him on. But this pic has proved the opposite. It was too much to take for him. He started stroking his dick with his right hand meanwhile holding the mobile in his left and lustily fantasizing at Kajal's steaming hot body. Just when he was stroking it hard....

BAM BAM...somebody knocked the door. Parvesh quickly put on his underwear and pants, locked his mobile screen and ran to the door. He unlocked and opened it to see who it was. It was Kanta, he had come back to take his Kaini packets which he always keeps in Balvaar's house lying around in several places. He found a few packets on the table in the hall and rushed out back saying, "Lock the door and stay safe kid". Parvesh did as he said. He got off his mood by then losing the erection he had. He doesnt like to leave his orgasms incomplete. So he took out his mobile and started searching for a porn video to jerk off to. He laid back in the same position on the bed, removed his underwear and pant, and started browsing for a video. As he kept dragging and dragging, he finally came across a video in which he saw the people were having sex in a different position. The video was titled 'Couples 69ing'. He liked it as it was something new for him. He started shagging looking at the video play. He seemed to enjoy what the man did to the woman in th video and what she was doing in return for him. Not 20 seconds passed by he began to cum. He let out a deep breath after his shallow cum blurted out, spilling over his thick bush. He wiped the semen sticking to his hand by applying it to the areas of penis that were unaffected by the ejaculation. He put on his underwear and pant just like that and closed his eyes trying to nod off.
        

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                                 Part - 4
                          The Dishonour    

Clock struck 12'o clock, then 1'o clock, then 2'o clock... there was no sign of Vimalan. The sun blazed the afternoon as Balvaar was standing in the village's market, alongside with Kanta. One could say from his eyes that he was extremely angry on Vimalan. If Vimalan was there Balvaan would have broke him into pieces in rage. But on the other hand he was also anxious thinking about the events that were going to unfold with his other client, Garjan. The market's where Balvaan and Garjan were supposed to meet for the money, at exactly 2:30. Balvaan checked his watch every 30 seconds, as time got closer his body muscles got tighter. After spitting mucus on the ground, he looked at Kanta. Kanta gave an assuring look in return indicating nothing bad will happen. That gave some confidence to Balvaar that no matter what happens Kanta will be on his side. When his watch showed 2:32, Balvaar saw Garjan appearing out of the crowd. Garjan is a local medicine supplier. He runs a medical shop in the village. He's borrowing the money for his son's marriage. Garjan confronted Balvaar with a warm smile. Balvaar, not wanting to futher increase his state of discomfort, with his head down said " I dont have the money", his heart pounding as he finished that sentence. 
Garjan was startled to hear this. "Whaaaat?" he said with widened eyes and a shocked stare. Garjan has been remainding him about the money for almost 4 months. He had made all the arrangments for his son's marriage under a deal, a deal that he would give the money to the suppliers after he gets it from Balvaar. 
Balvaar said "Sorry...", still looking down being unable to meet Garjan in the eye. He has never been in a situation humiliating as this before after his wife's vanish. Garjan was both in anger and fear now, angry that someone he trusted had let him down and afraid that he have to stand in shame in front of the people he owes money to. 
"You dogs...you will pay for this..." garjan said terrifyingly "I will see how you are going to do business in this village from now on. I will see to it until everyone knows what a fraudster you are" Balvaar now looked at Garjan's eye seeking mercy, he knew Garjan was a well known man and people spoke that he had contacts even with the security officer. 
..It was my fault to trust someone who could'nt keep even his own wife with him" saying this he spit in front of them and left pissed off. Everyoby around them in the market froze in the that moment, hearing what Garjan said at the last, staring at Balvaar. Balvaar stood motionless, he started to breath hard and sweat from his forehead as everthing bad he imagined and thought would'nt happen had happened in front of his eyes and either of them couldnt do anything about it. Both Kanta and Balvaar were equally angry now on Vimalan as he was the cause for all of this dsihonour. 
Kanta said, " I dont care what Garjan does, we can manage that ..but before that lets go and beat that high class asshole and hand him over to the security officer", Kanta was in full rage. Balvaar was convinced when he heard that. He spitted some mucus in anger. He not only wanted to hand Vimalan over to security officer but also wanted to bring down his dignity just like he had brought down his. They planned to enter Vimalan's house in the evening ,break down everything, give him some brutal beatings and humiliate him infront of his neighbours. To spice things up, they mutually decided to get drunk first at the local tasmac before heading to execute the plan.

  Part - 5

  The 24 Hour Deal

The time was 9 PM. Kajal was returning home in her car after her shoot wrap up party. Her driver was riding the vehicle and she was sitting in the back. She was all tired and sweating after a hard day's work. Her car a/c was not able to cool her down as it was not in proper working condition. 

The 30+ unmarried driver frequently peeked at this hotness through the rear mirror while she was going through her mobile. The only thing clearly visible through the mirror was her sweaty arms and it was enough to get his attention. He saw lines of sweat flowing in her arms that left him wondering if her outer arm sweats so much then how much sweaty her under-arms will be. He cant stop thinking about it. He drove all the way with a distracted mind, constantly trying to get a view at her under-arms but Kajal never gave him the chance, she had kept it closed all the time using her mobile with both hands. They reached home by 9:30. The driver drove the car inside the gate and stopped it in the big open area before the house's entrance.  Kajal got out of the car and said to the driver, "I will not be needing you for a couple of days, will call you if I need you". The driver said "Ok madam" and got out of the car giving the keys to her. Kajal started walking turning her back on him. The driver was still standing there, casually admiring her back structure as she walked. He prayed to get just an one-second look at one of her underarms. Kajal suddenly stopped...and she turned back. The driver got scared thinking that she had caught him looking at her. But no, her eyes were set on something else. She saw a bike, standing in the open area, parked just a few distance away from the car. Before turning back, she tucked her hair falling in her face to  behind her ears.

This moment was enough for the driver to have a glimpse of her armpits, even though he couldnt see it clearly in the dark he was able to make out its hot dampness. The driver left the house satisfied after he had thought he would never be able to see  what he wanted.

Kajal opened the door and stepped inside the house. There was no one in the hall. She heard noises of two people talking and found out it came from her father's room. As she went close to that room, she recognised one voice was her father's but she could'nt recognise the other voice. She figured that it should be one of his friends or workmates. She didnt want to disturb them so she went to the dining room ,got a glass of water, sat down on one of the chairs and drank it. Before she could finish the glass, the voices in the room became disturbingly louder. As her father's room is the closest room to the dining room, she could now clearly hear what the other person was talking. She put the glass down and walked towards her father's room. The door was closed so she just stood near it and tried to overhear the conversation just to make sure everything's alright. 
She heard the other man say "Do you have any idea how much I've lost today. My respect,dignity and years of hard work...all went down the drain because of you. And you will face all the shame I had to face today". Kajal was startled on hearing this. Though she couldnt find out what was the issue she was shocked to hear the manly voice speaking against her father in such a way. She then heard her father's timid voice "Please dont call the security officer. I will give you back your money. If you file a case then all my life's work is undone. Please...I will do anything" begged Vimalan. As soon as he finished, Kajal heard an angry voice "Its too late now..." followed by the sound of things falling down and her father yelling "Aaaaah". 
Kajal got thunderstruck, she opened the door and hurried inside. She saw her father lying down in pain, she assumed that whoever he was talking with had pushed him down. She bent down to aid her father, picking his shoulder off the ground. Thats when her eyes caught this big, black,muscular and hairy figure standing across the room. It was Balvaar , drunk but not completely. Thats the first time Balvaar saw Kajal and he couldnt take his eyes off such a wonderful sight sitting down in that transaparent saree. Kajal got up angrily and asked, "Who the hell are you?". But Balvaar was too busy staring at her figure. He slowly gave a toe to head look. Kajal was alarmed. She was used to people looking at her that way but she could tell from his stare that his eyes went deep inside her. It made her uncomfortable as she once again angrily shouted at him," Hey..who the hell do you think you are?". Her dad, the 55+ old man got up on his feet with all his strength, "Kajal...wait..This is Balvaar....". Vimalan explained her the entire story as he didnt have a choice anymore. Meanwhile Balvaar stood there, continuosly trying to look into Kajal's sweat-drenched saree, all the while scheming a plan. He didnt bring Kanta here as he was heavily drunk and couldnt even move. He thought bringing him here would be useless so he decided to leave him at home and come here alone 
in his bike. Kajal was hearing what happened with her hands tightly close to her body being aware of Balvaar's eyes roaming all over her. Balvaar put and end to his hungry stare by giving one final look at her fair neck from where dots of sweat ran down into her bosom. And as Kajal was done hearing what had happened, he was done with plotting 
his plan giving an unnoticeable grin on his face. 
Kajal calmly said, "Sorry for your loss. We will pay you back your money".
"The money? But what about the honour and respect I lost..I want your father to lose his respect infront of the people like I did" said Balvaar. 
Kajal impatiently said "Heey.. we are ready to pay you any amount of money you want to settle the debt. Just name the price."
Balvaar smiled, "You should've given me the money by yesterday. Delaying it even by one day gives me powers according to the contract to hand you over to the security officer. Dont take me for a fool, I know I can get my money back if I simply let the security officer do their job. What else other than money can you give me madam?", he mockingly looked at Kajal.
Vimalan pleaded, "Please dont go to the security officer. We'll give you anything you want. Ask for anything"
"Anything?" Balvaar asked exaggerating the word. 
"Yes, anything", Vimalan felt a small relief as he said, knowing Balvaar was finally agreeing to come to a deal now. So did Kajal as he was atlast willing to leave her father alone after all the mess. Balvaar walked near to both of them. Kajal could lightly smell the odour of liquor from the body that was appearing close to them and realised he was somewhat drunk.
Without any hesitation Balvaar said , "I want your Kaju...for a day." Kajal and Vimalan were shocked to hear this. It took a moment for them to understand under what context he meant it. Kajal's stomach tightened. 
With so much anger she spurted out at Balvaar, "Chii..How dare you speek to me like that. Know your place you low-class asshole". Kajal has never been that angry before. She would've given him big slaps if he hadn't been holding her father's contract at stake. 
Balvaar calmly replied, " I might be a low class but I dont cheat with other people's money. This is my offer...take it or I will go to the security officer"
Kajal cunningly shot back " Get out of my house rascal. Go wherever you want. I know how to handle cases. I will make sure you are going to jail for speaking to me like that". Balvaar knew she was a smart ass and that she would somehow find a way to get out of this. He noticed Vimalan getting more nervous so he decided to target him. He knew getting Vimalan under hooks will indirectly get him what he wanted. 
He pressurized Vimalan by saying, "When I book my case, I will not only say you didnt pay back my money on time, I will also add you molested the girl that I sent to collect my money. I know a lot of girls in my village who, for money, are ready to stand in court and say that to the judge. I will report to the security officer that your duaghter has loads of drugs stuffed in this house, which my assisstant will take care of putting it here. She will defnitely have a great career after that. The mistake is yours...if this is what you want then so be it. See you in court" and left towards the room door.  
Vimalan said "Wait", stopping him, holding his muscular hand. Balvaar knew then that his small trick has started working. 
Vimalan asked some time to talk with Kajal alone. He took Kajal out  to the dining room while Balvaar was getting excited 
that his plan is really working. 
In the dining room, Kajal indifferently said, "I am not listening to that brute. We will  take care of any legal consequences he blackmails us with." Vimalan in a  regretful tone,"But we cant live our lives normally after that. If he does the things he says, your entire hard-earned career will be all gone in a second and nobody will do business with me if they come to know about the cases I've been involved in. We will agree with him now and once it gets over we will find a way to legally punish him for all his misconducts". Though her father didnt say it openly, she understood that his preference was to make her sleep with Balvaar rather than being humiliated in front of the public in the name of false accusations. They both hesitantly went back to the room  where Balvaar was now roaming like he had successfully executed a masterplan. "She'll do it", Vimalan said. Balvaar remained unsuprised," I want her to say it". 
Kajal gathered all her courage, let a deep breath out and said "I'll do it". Balvaar still unconvinced,"Do what? I want you for 24 hours from now.." he saw the clock on the wall, it read 9:58 PM, and continued "....you are mine until 10 PM tomorrow. You have to do whatever & whoever I want you to do. Refusing to obey I will go to the security officer. clear?" Kajal couldn't believe she's getting herself into this for the sake of her father's mistakes. But now they were both in this together as Balvaar threatened to bring down her career too so she had no other choice. She nodded to him. "Say it out loud", Balvaar said. "I will........" she didnt know how to complete the sentence , after a moment she ended it by ," ...obey". Balvaar gave out a huge smile hearing that word. 
"Good ! Now go to your room beautful" Balvaar commanded her. She irritatingly turned back walked, with Balvaar following her every step. Vimalan became still, he went and sat on the sofa in the hall and saw them enter into her room with Balvaar's hand on the doorknob slowly pulling it, seeing him give a wild grin in his face just before the door would completely close on them.

                                PART- 6                                  The Foreplay Night

Kajal stood in front of her dressing table. Through the big mirror on it she saw Balvaar aproaching from the back. He came closer to her, admiring the back beauty of a 60 kg high-class figure, now standing in front of him. 
"You told you're going to make me go to jail for what I said..." he smelled her hair, inhaling it's deep scent, "...now what you're going to do?" he mocked her as she stood still in annoyance. With his hand he slowly pushed all her loose hair over her right shoulder, fully exposing the left side of her wet neck and the part below it. He touched the curvature of her neck with his fingers, feeling the wetness of the part. Kajal started feeling uneasy and ticklish. She turned her look away from the mirror, trying not to see the reflection of her body being touched by this low class rowdy. He ran his nose over her neck's curve, "mmmm you smell sooo good". 

He laid small kisses on her back, here and there. Kajal tightened her shoulders as this man's rough lips wandered pecking her back. He held Kajal's biceps, loosening her shoulder's tight, and took out his tounge. She was unaware what he was upto as she was staring away trying not to be in the moment. In an attempt to make her feel him, he ran his tounge over her neck, licking all the sweat on it's curvy part. "Ewww...Nooo" Kajal pushed his hands away from her biceps in disgust. As she was now free from his holds, she rubbed her neck against her shoulder wiping out his ugly saliva from it. Balvaar knew she would resist. He forcibly grabbed her neck with his strong arms and pulled her back to him. She realised how strong he was when her back thumped on Balvaar's hard chest. Kajal tried to break free, but she was no match for this dark huge man's strength. 
He said to her " Dont you dare say no again. If you fight then I will fight harder..." tightening his grip on her neck, "...and when I fight harder then there wont be much left of your body" he said in rage. Kajal got scared that he might hurt her as she felt the pain increasing on her neck. "Ok???" Balvaar roared. All Kajal wanted was to get out of that strangle so she had no other way other than to comply with him, "Ok" she said in a breaking down voice. He let go of the grip, held back her biceps and mouthed her neck. She closed her eyes tightly as he now and then pulled the skin off her neck slowly with his teeth like in a love bite. Meanwhile his hands slowly moved down below her bosom and 
inside her saree, with brute force he grasped her waist, pressing it hard to see how she would react. And just like he wanted, Kajal yelled "Aaaahhhhgg" as his icy cold hands held her hip, giving her mixed sensations of cold tingle and pain. 

She inadvertantly pushed his hands down from her belly. He liked her reluctance as it gave him a chance to show his dominant side. He grasped her hands and took it up, far behind his head, and clutched them together. Her hands were now around his neck and his chin was resting on her shoulder. His small but sharp beard hairs itched her smooth neck and as she tried to move her face from there, wiggling in all sides, the itching only got worse.
"If you take your hands off my neck then you will be punished" Balvaar threatened.
Kajal closed her palms tightly and didnt want to break that posture and make him angry, she didnt know what else he might do to her. He wanted to tease her more and see how she reacts. Using his hairy hands he kneaded either sides of her  waist, feeling the chubbyness of it. Kajal tried hard to stay in the position inspite of Balvaar's cold hands tickling one of her sensitive parts. She surely didnt enjoy it but she was too afraid to disappoint him so she bit her teeth hard. He removed her saree's pallu with one hand and threw it on the bed, revealing her blouse now. As Balvaar looked down, beyond her blouse, he saw a beautiful small and dark opening on her body below her midriff. It was her Navel. He chewed one of his finger, drenching it with his Saliva. He moved it down, dragging it over her midrff and circled it around her navel. His saliva's wetness gave Kajal new sensations in her belly and she started to slither in tune with Balvaar's circling. Balvaar's finger soon went dry of Saliva. So he chewed it again, longer this time to soak it completely wet, and now pushed it deep inside her belly betton, pressing it all the way in . Kajal squealed. Because of being poked by this 6 foot beast her stomach was unable to move out when she exhaled air.  She held the back side of balvaar's head in discomfort, she didnt dare to bring the hands to the front. Balvaar liked the way she reacted. He slowly pushed his finger in and out, circling at the same time, with every movement making Kajal breathe harder and deeper. He looked up to see Kajal's face expression in the mirror, thats when he saw something he wished he had noticed before. Her bare armpits were wide open for play. It was cleanly shaved and shining because of all the sweat. While his left hand was doing her navel, he placed his right hand on her right armpit, one finger first. As he played with it, he felt many things in there that made him horny, like the warm pool of wetness because of her sweat mixed with her body's heat, the aroma that emanated due to his fondling, no matter how rough his touch was it had an eternal soft and smooth nature. With all his fingers now he tickled it. Kajal gave low moans of intolerance. She wanted to break the posture and put her arms down to avoid all the uncomfortable sensations this low-class pervert was giving her. And Balvaar too wanted that so that he would get an opportunity to punish her. But Kajal held her posture, moaning "Pleaase noooo..." , involuntarily jerking her body over Balvaar's feeling ticklish. Balvaar, while giving loud sloppy kisses to her shoulder, got turned on by her movements. As a result, he began rubbing her navel hard, making her feel more heat, and at the same time he increased the intensity of teasing her underarms. This made her more reactive "Ohhhh..stooooop" she was about to break her posture by bringing down her hands. Instead she held on tightly to Balvaar's hair. She further tightened her closed eyes, her teeth and her grip on his hair, showing her reluctance to what he was doing. Balvaar noticed her expressions and realised she is fighting hard to not break the posture, he knew she was getting ready to obey. He whispered in her ear "Good girl", finally giving rest to both of his hands. "You look fit...I've read that you actresses workout daily to keep your body hot and seductive" he talked but suddenly made a deep bite on one of her soft biceps, tasting her muscle, leaving a mildly visible bite patch in her skin. "Ouuuwwww" squeeled Kajal, lowering her hands down, unable to hold on to that posture after the bite. 
"Mmmm...all your workouts are worth it...your muscle tastes so good" Balvaar commented after the bite.
Kajal was now panting for breath after all the intense rubbing in her belly button. Balvaar noticed her blouse beat in rythm with her heart. After seeing that he couldnt think of anything else other than to plunge into it. He removed the knots from her blouse and it fell down on the floor. She was now standing there with her breasts covered only with a black bra . He probed both his hands inside her bra from below and squeezed her mammaries. "sss..." Kajal conveyed her discomfort in her reaction. He cupped them firmly with his hands inside her tight bra and kneaded them vigorously. It was hurting her. "Mmmmm...slowly..pleaaase" she begged, knowing he wont stop so she thought she could atleast make him slow down. "You want it slowly uh? How about this?" saying that Balvaar used all his strength and squashed her boobs. 
"Ouwwwww...pleasee uh..." Kajal wailed as his large black hands manhanded her womanly parts. She felt his toughness on her breasts now. Her bra got loose with all the action happening inside it. It would easily tear if Balvaar decided to squash her parts one more time. Balvaar got completely turned on after feeling her mammaries. It was so soft that he could squeeze it however hard he wanted according to his liking. He started walking backwards towards the bed behind them, holding her breasts in his hand, tagging her along with him. He fell on the bed on his back holding Kajal. Kajal was now on top of him, lying on this rugged muscled man. He carried on with cupping her breasts, feeling her tits rub off his hands time to time . He whispered to her ear,"I want you on me like this the entire day Kaju, me fucking your hot body. And I want to fuck you in my place. Come with me to my village."
Kajal got agitated. "No way...that was not...ahhhhh...part of the deal" she said resisting the displeasure he was causing on her breasts. Balvaar thought it was time to remind her of his dominance. He let one hand out of her bra and slowly inserted it into her saree below and made his way to her groin area. Before going to her vagina, he caressed her pubic area above it. Kajal felt a prickle above her private parts. She went wild and tried to pull his hands away from there. He raised both her hands and forced it all the way back, similar to the position she was in while standing. "Remember your place woman. You belong to me....Now repeat that". Kajal didnt respond. "I told you to..." as he was barking at her he made his way back into her saree and clutched with his right hand her pubic area tightly "...repeat that". "Okkk okkk....Ahhhhhh..." kajal shrieked in irritation. Just when he rigidified his tight clutch on her sweaty groin, Kajal out of embarassment said "...mmmnggg..I...belong to you...ssss". 
"Say it again..loud and clear" he said twisting his hold, more like pinching her. Kajal couldnt bear it, one of her most sensitive parts was being molested by his big rough hands. She held her hands on to the bed spreads  tight enough to crush the fabric and wailed "...let me go please.....nggggg.." Balvaar didnt care, "Oh baby..I have not even started yet...now tell me and I will let go". He knew that he would have left a red mark in her flawless groin by now but he enjoyed seeing her quiver in pain. She finally gathered up all her strength inspite of the agony and said "I belong to you!". "Thats a good girl..." he said slightly loosening his grip, giving her a second of relief. "Who owns your body?" asking this Balvaar now went well inside her panties and just brushed his hands over her vertical lips, "Answer me" . Kajal felt his rough fingers causing friction over her genitals , "You own my body" she said in a hastened tone. Balvaar's hand now longed to get hold of one of her breasts. So he went inside her bra  with his other hand and groped her left breast. Kajal let out a deep breath "Ahhhhnnn.." as there was tension now in her chest and her vag. Balvaar enjoyed touching her genitals and nipple, both at the same time, celebrating her body's heavenly parts with his hands. As she was completely shaved down in her private parts all his fingers could feel was her flawless hot skin. He noticed Kajal getting into mood. "Who will fuck your pussy?" he asked pushing the limits. She was unwilling to reply. Balvaar decided to increase the stimulation. With two of his fingers inside her panties he slowly stretched her twat and released it, opening and closing the vertical line. Kajal gave out little moans "mmmm...noooo...", now that he made contact with her vagina, her legs slightly shivered feeling as if his finger's heat seeped into her opening. "Tell me now bitch" he murmured in her ear.  She said "You will fuck my pussy" after huge hesitancy , thinking he would let go of her if she said what he wanted to hear. But Balvaar had other plans,"Thats right". He let one of his fingers right into her vagina, dropping it deep making his entire finger disappear in a single push. "Noo...Youu.....Take it out" Kajal got jumpy, she closed her legs and raised her upper body from Balvaar. But Balvaar didnt undo his infiltration. He used his other hand and snatched her hair, hauled it back towards him, making her fall back on his body, and held her neck under the mercy of his beefy biceps. Kajal yelped in his aggressiveness. With both of his thick foot, he seperated her legs. He couldnt seperate them completely because she was still unstripped off her saree in the bottom, but it was enough to continue his fingering in and out of her erogenous slit. As her most precious part was getting infiltrated, she didnt enjoy it as the pleasure was surpassed by the discomfort she was in. Her legs were held under this monster's feet and her neck was strangled by it's husky bicep. She tried with her hands to get him to stop but with every effort she made he tightened his grip on her neck, pressurizing her to give up. "Return me the favour Bitch. Get your hands inside my pant" Balvaar ordered her. 
His pant was below her calves. She half-heartedly pushed her hands below her calf and into his pants. Her hands were on his underwear and she could already feel his thick flesh of meat stuffed inside it. "Ahh you found my dick. Now play with it...only with your fingers". Kajal petted it and used all her fingers to slowly rub it. Balvaar liked it very much as a high class woman was now tickling his dick meanwhile he was fingering her pussy. His dick grew and Kajal felt grossed out as his underwear extended. 
He stopped his drilling for some time but his finger was still inside her vagina. He could tell that Kajal was relaxed after he stopped drilling
as her feet stopped fighting his leg's hold now. "Now touch it" Balvaar gave another order. She knew he would want her to do that. She reulctantly moved her hand inside her underwear. She felt nasty as her hand drifted through a big cluster of his pubic hair.When she finally made it to her penis, she felt a warmth.  
"Stroke it Kaju" Balvaar said and without any warning he thrusted his finger back into into her vagina, drilling its sides now. Kajal trembled in stimulation. She couldnt hold his penis well so she did what she could by holding a small area of it and slowly stroking it's skin, up and down. Though it wasnt much Balvaar enjoyed it. Kajal moaned "Ahh...ahh...", thats when Balvaar thought he must've hit her G spot with his finger. He hugged her tight from behind with his other hand, 
freeing her neck but pressing her bra now. " You look fucking hot semi-naked. I cant wait to have you completely naked.I am going to take you to my home and fuck you there bitch " Kajal was in the middle of an orgasm with Balvaar's biceps thrusting her boobs, she didnt have any other choice other than to comply with this old yet forceful man. "You hear me?...you are my bitch...I am going to fuck everything in you for one full day...I am going to get revenge on your father for what he did....he has given your body to me as repayment and I'm going make full use it..." as he said he increased the speed of his fingerplay. Kajal went "Aaaahhhh...uaahhh". She moaned in pleasure so hard to resist. She knew this man was using her and heard all the things he just said but her pleasure overrided her consciousness. "....You are my bitch Kaju...You are my bitch" he repeated it until it sank deep into her ears. Kajal felt more powerless as his words swept her mind off her willpower. He laid wet kisses to her sweaty back and licked the joint that attaches her arm with her body, tasting the sweat that dribbled from her armpit. She didnt respond to his toungue messing with her skin like she did before so he could tell from her sudden tranquility that she was going to cum from all the fingering he's giving her. And he too began getting orgasms from Kajal's soft fingers stroking his manhood. But Balvaar had decided not to waste his semen before fucking all her holes. He thought of a naughty way to stop her hand from stroking his penis. So, not in a gentle way he took his finger out of her twat, leaving Kajal disoriented in the middle of an incomplete orgasm. With her vaginal juices still sticking to his finger, he forcibly pushed it inside Kajal's faintly-opened mouth. The bitter taste of his dirtyfinger with all her sour liquid got her back to her senses, her eyes lit wide open with dread and disgust as her taste buds were forced to intake this black finger's offerings. "mmmnggg...mmmnnngg" she could only whine with Balvaar's big finger muffling whatever she meant. Instead of opening her mouth, doing which she thought would encourage him to insert his finger deeper, she shaked her head left and  right indicating him to take it out. "Taste your cunt Bitch" he gave no regard to Kajal's indications. And it worked, Kajal stopped stroking his penis. But her hand was still inside his underwear, laying on his dick. And Balvaar suprisingly got the feeling that he was about to cum, thats when he realised his manhood had gotten strongly erect with all its fluid surging inside. And Kajal's lovely touch was not helping him, it only speeded up the fluid's rush. His brain got high and with a few more seconds of Kajal's soft palm on his dick he knew it would defnitely burst out. He couldnt blame himself for being unable to control his ejaculation bacause the last time a woman's body made contact with his penis was decades ago, and now after an angel had stroked it no man could abstain from such an urge. BUT....he was determined not to cum. He wanted to stop it somehow so he quickly thought of a way to make Kajal take her hand off his cock. He slid his finger out of her tongue, making a 'bbbp' sound as it slipped past her wet lips. He held her cheek and turned her face facing his. Kajal could now smell the cheap-liquor from his face. "Ugghhh...let me....mmmmm..." She tried to turn her face away in dismay but again her efforts went ineffectual against Balvaar's firm hold. And that was not the end of her dismay, little did she know that what she thought shouldnt happen was going to happen. Balvaar's took out his toungue and kissed her lips, which looked more like him eating out the tasty pink flesh off her mouth. Kajal shut her eyes and mouth in disgust and dared not to open it even for giving out a groan. She moaned "mmmmhhhummm ....mmmmmhumm" as Balvaar felt all the perfections of this high-class actress's lips. He couldnt thoroughly enjoy it as in the meanwhile he was trying to avoid jerking off. So he didnt really bother to get deeper in the kiss. Being unable to get her face out of this mess, Kajal brought out her hand from his underwear and tried to push away his face from bathing her lips with his ugly tongue while covering her mouth with her other hand. Now that she had her hands out Balvaar got control of his penis back. His semen which was previously almost on the edge of his penis now started to slowly back down. Kajal now got up annoyed, pushing away his hand after he had loosened his grip. She got down from his muscular body and onto the bed wiping her mouth with her palm and with the back of her hand. She spitted out "spewt..pchut" as she wasn't completely successful in stopping him from entering her mouth as some of his tongue's saliva slipped through the tiny gaps of her closed lips. Balvaar was back to normal. He turned to his right, seeing Kajal wiping her mouth and making "pchhh" sounds that denoted she was irritated by his doings. He thought to himself that if she gets so irritated for just the foreplay then wonder what will happen to her at the end of the day. He looked down at Kajal's unprotected waist and wanted to pinch it. Kajal turned to Balvaar angrily and told him " If you ever do something like that again..." and before she could finish, Balvaar got up in wrath and pushed her on the bed. "Aaaah" she shouted, as he leaned on her like in missionary position. Kajal was lying down with Balvaar on the top. He held both her hands above her head and slowly leaned towards her face. Kajal turned away not being able to face the liquor breath nearing her. "You dont tell me what to do... you are my slut now. I will do whatever I want to your body and you have nothing to say against it. And remember...I will leave you alone after this only if you satisfy me" Kajal silently took all his authoratative words through her ear. Her rosy smooth cheek was so inviting. Balvaar let out his toungue and gave one big lick to her cheek feeling it's softness. "Mmmph" Kajal gave just a groan after her authority was put off by Balvaar's dominance. He left a big noticeable saliva patch on her cheek as it shined in the light. He now raised his face setting his gaze on another prize. He went to her right armpit, licking the aroma out of it. Kajal shivered "Hmmmm..." as her shaved underarms were devoured by this big ugly man with his dirty mouth. He made noisy slurps with every lick, tasting her sweet sweat at its most crucial part. It felt like running his toungue over cream, it was so smooth. After replacing all the sweat with his saliva, he went to the other arm and decided to tease her this time. He started wriggling his tongue over her armpit, stretching her hands to the fullest on the top, exposing it entirely. With each wriggle he noticed her squirm. She moved her body up and down but couldnt move it beyond a point since Balvaar was on top of her. As her legs were unrestrained she couldnt help but wiggle it in all sides while Balvaar lickled her, rubbing one leg against the other or against the bed.  "mmmm" Balvaar inhaled the scent of her armpit while planting a last deep kiss that made Kajal "aaaoooow" moan impatiently wanting his tongue out of there soon. As he took out his mouth, he saw the armpits drenched with his saliva. It satisfied him for the moment. Balvaar now got up from her and sat on the side of the bed with his legs falling on the floor. "Go and clean yourself...we are going to my place...you will spend the rest of the time in my house" he said in a blunt tone. 

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Kajal still lying in the bed, with Balvaar's saliva on her cheek and in her underarms, slowly got out of it. She walked towards the bathroom picking a towel in her hand and locked the door. Once she got in she buried her hands in her face and sobbed. She couldnt believe what she has gotten herself into. And the thought of spending one more day with this animal made her body uneasy. She heard a loud bang on the bathroom door and a voice " Wear a sleeveless saree...and bring one to my home as well,you'll need it...but it has to be skimpy" Balvaar said. "If it's not seducing enough then know that our deal wont count". Kajal didnt say anything but she heard her bedroom door close. She realised he didnt wait for her to say something and got out of the room. She stripped herself naked and turned on the shower. As water poured on her she washed all her parts where Balvaar's tongue ran over. She took in some water in her mouth, gargled it and spit it out. In the outside, Balvaar was hungry. As he walked past the hall and noticed Vimalan on the couch he said " One hot bitch you got here". Vimalan was petrified of thinking about what Balvaar would've done to Kajal. Balvaar casually went to the dining room looking if there's any food on the table. He couldnt find anything eatable there so he opened the fridge. "Wow...you got a lot of sweets in here". The fridge was stacked with home made sweets. He picked up some Kaju Katlis and chomped them one by one. Kajal got out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around her, well covering her mammaries. The first thing she did was run to the door and lock it. She didnt want anymore of Balvaar's groping that night, especially not when she was completely nude. She wore a pink saree with a sleeveless blouse, skimpy just like Balvaar wanted and took a black saree in hand to take it to his home. Just then she heard the doorknob turn on the door. Balvaar was trying to open it but it was locked from the inside. When he undersrood it was locked, he became furious and started beating the door " Heyy.. Open it". Just when she opened the door Balvaar got dazzled looking at her beauty.
 
She was irresistable in that saree. He went close to her with hungry eyes. Kajal slowly backed off with each of his step. He grabbed her by her ass and pulled her closer to him. He took the one remaing Kaju Katli from his hand to his mouth, licked it slowly with his tongue on all its sides, enjoying its sweetness while looking at her eyes. From this gesture he indicated to her that he was going to feast on every curves of her sexy body similar to that Kaju Kathli. And when he gobbled up that Kaju Kathli he knew she understood what he meant when she sulked her face looking down, gulping her throat. He viciously smiled as he licked all the Kaju Kathli's crumbles off his fingers. He then took his licked fingers to her waist and wiped the fingers clean against her skin like it was a towel. Kajal turned her face to the other side and thats when she suddenly felt a piercing pain in her waist. Balvaar had pinched it, clutching her white flesh with his thumb and index and twisted it. Kajal shrieked as a part of her ripe waist was being twirled ruthlessly by him. He let  go after a second of having fun. "Shall we leave now?" Balvaar asked as if he was giving her an option not to. She put her mobile along with the black saree in a big handbag and followed Balvaar as they left her room. "I will bring her back tomorrow if she stays true to the deal" Balvaar announced to Vimalan who was sitting in the hall. Vimalan couldnt do anything but only watch him hold Kajal by her waist and charge out of the house. Kajal gave one last look at her father before turning her face towards Balvaar angrily due to
all the pestering he was causing to her waist. She got on the bike with him and left, dreading the territory she's about to step in.

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Wow.. Bro.. Very nice start.. Can't wait to read more!!

But a small suggestion, Can you change the font?? the current font is eyesore and very difficult to read.

Sure bro...I really wanted to talk with someone about that...which one should I use to give a comfy feel?

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everything beautiful except font

Thanx for lettimg me know. I am a noob... will correct it in my next update.

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                              Part - 7
                       The First Night

Time was around 1 PM. It was more or less a 2 hour drive to Balvaar's village. The night was lonely and dark as the road was lit by the moon and Balvaar's bike light. 

Kajal was sitting in the back covering her face with her pallu, both her legs down on the same side with her hand on the back rest. She positioned herself as distant as possible from Balvaar but the bumps and potholes in the broken roads made her bare arm every once in a while brush against Balvaar's back. 

The night was too cold and Kajal's undbangd arms and stomach was not able to take it. Her teeth started to chatter, after having driven a long way (around one and a half hour) from her home through the cold. 

Though she covered her tummy with her pallu it was way too light to defend her from the unforgiving bitter night. She didnt bother telling about it to Balvaar because she well knew that he wouldnt care. So she couldnt do anything but bite her teeth hard and hope to reach the village soon. 

Soon, after driving in the main road for a long time, his bike took a turn. Kajal figured they must be nearing the place. She began noticing small houses with straw for
rooftops. The way became marshy with small pits and the air was now heavy with the smell of cow dungs lying everywhere. It was not a very desirable place to live in but Kajal was used to it due to her actress life having to work in a lot of places like this. 

Balvaar's bike stopped in front of a house. It was a medium sized one with two floors, the upper floor being an open balcony. The sight of the house had her relieved knowing her tolerance wont be tested by having to spend the day in one of those small straw-roofed houses. 

Kajal got down from the bike, with her face still covered, looking around on both ends of the street if anybody is watching. But there was not a single living soul out during that time. Balvaar got down resting his bike with the side stand. Before opening the door with his keys he spitted some mucus right on the road. Kajal felt nasty at his habit. He had been frequently spitting on the road while driving and sometimes she could feel some of it spritz on her.

As soon as they got inside the hall Balvaar locked the door with the keys. Kajal uncovered her face and looked around. It was dark but she could see two rooms, with doors closed, apart from a kitchen. She felt warm as opposed to the chillness outside and rubbed both her arms in solace. Balvaar held her left hand and took her to one of the rooms. She couldnt believe his touch was warming her arm. His once icy-cold palms she felt touching her body at her home was no more cold. It was oddly comfortable for her after that freezing ride she had had wearing a revealing dress. 

Once inside he closed the door slowly enough not making any noise, and locked all the latches in it. There wasnt a lot of things in the room apart from a medium-sized bed. The windows were closed. Balvaar turned on the fan switch. As the fan picked up pace Kajal felt chill air piercing her. She couldnt bear it and she decided to tell it to Balvaar.

"Please...No fan...Its too cold for me..." she requested. Balvaar then realised her body must've gotten cold from the condition outside. He also knew it's a big advantage for him as it would be easy now to seduce her with his temperature-adapting body. He turned off the switch and said "Too cold? I can take care of it." He stood in front of her and asked her to remove his shirt and pant. Without question Kajal unbuttoned his shirt and pant. 

He now stood with his big hairy chest and legs out, wearing only his underwear. But fortunately for Kajal it was dark enough to not be able to make out much more details of his black shaggy body. But that was not the case with Balvaar. He could clearly discern her white arms attached to her white shoulders, her spotless neck right below her gleaming face. He wondered how glowing her body would be if she was completely nude till every edge of her skin. His heart thumped in excitement as such a sight was completely possible now merely with his words.

Balvaar said, " Strip yourself off Everything...slowly ".
She yieldingly turned away from Balvaar in uneasiness, as thats how any woman will be when they're ordered to show off their naked body to a stranger,  showing her back to him and took off her pallu first. Though Balvaar could now catch a sight of her milky back he wanted to see her front.

"Turn towards me" he ordered.
Kajal slowly turned herself facing him. Her tummy already started to invite him with its mysterious dark spot in middle. She took off her blouse and then went to her bottom instead of her bra. She wanted to prolong herself from revealing her womanly parts to him, still despairingly believing all this would somehow suddenly stop. She stripped off her bottom saree, standing semi-naked with her Bra and panties. 

Balvaar after looking at her thighs impatiently said "Quickly now.." , her luscious body was making his dick harder and as he already withheld  himself from cumming before he became all hasty now. She unclipped her bra and hesitantly put it down on the side. And with more reluctance, she removed her panties  and stood there with her legs tightly closed and holding her arms, covering her exposed bosom. Balvaar took her hands apart to see her mammaries. They were round and nice .  He stared at it breathlessly for a moment and said "Hug me Kaju". He wanted to feel her womanly skin. 

Kajal hugged him putting her arm around his neck but only close enough till her tits slightly touched his upper abdomen. Balvaar didnt mind the gap between the hug, atleast not for sometime as he was busy massaging her sexy bare back.

His hands wandered all over her back right from her neck to her loin. He eagerly crushed it to test its softness as her skin slipped through his fingers. Whatever he was doing it was soothing Kajal. His hands spread warmth all over her body. It felt like one of those expensive spas she would go to for relaxing. But Balvaar was just getting started. 

He muttered to her ear " Hug me tighter " and he did not wait for her to act, he pressed her back against him as their bodies squeezed with each other's. Kajal yelped as her fragile breasts mashed against his rock hard abdomen. "Shhhhh...people are sleeping...you dont want to wake em up, do you?" Balvaar silenced her while enjoying the stimulation her pulpy breasts and the rest of her sweet naked body was giving him.

Other people?..Kajal thought to herself as she felt all his thick body hair on her bosom and his bulgy underwear protruding on her belly. As much as Balvaar's 85 Kg body was uncomfortable for her 60 Kg figure, it was also warming her down making her unsteady by giving mixed sensations. Before he could have enough he groped her butt cheeks generously with his hands feeling its chubbiness and sexy round shape. While groaping and spreading it he spanked one of it, "Ahhh" Kajal whined.

"Shhh baby...what did I tell you?" Balvaar said while both his hands whirled her ass. Soon came 'SMACK' , Kajal "ssssss..." groaned into his ears as he had now spanked both her plumpy butt cheeks with his rough hands. He broke the hug and looked at her fair face, tucking her hair behind her ears he said, " You didnt kiss me properly back there, remember?". Only if you call that a kiss.. Kajal thought as she knew this physical intimacy is going to be taken a level further.

"Kiss me Kaju" he said just like she anticipated. A kiss is something Kajal felt as equally intimate as having sex as there are two people connecting with their mouth, inhaling their breath and sharing all its juices along with its imperfections. That is why she was so relentless when Balvaar licked her lips before. She well knew now as he had asked for it she doesnt have a choice other than to comply.

She leaned her face slowly towards him holding her breath and carefully gave one peck on his upper lip and one on his lower and retreated back. Balvaar barely felt her lips. He was clearly no expert on kissing but he knew thats not how they do it in the movies.
He grabbed her by her neck's curve and brought her closer, " Kiss me like you mean it " he said placing both her hands on his shoulder. Kajal thought she could somehow get away from having to get inside his mouth but it seemed he cant be fooled with. So her only way out of this was through his mouth. 

She got closer to his open lips through which the heavy odour of whatever cheap liquor he had drunk came flowing out. She decided to hold her breath as much as she can and got closer until her boobs thoroughly grazed in Balvaar's hairy fields.
She connected her mouth on his upper lip and kissed and went to the lower, repeating this slowly for some time. Balvaar was in bliss, feeling this hot woman's soft flesh with his dry lips. He stood motionless as he was recieving all of her sensual kisses but not giving any. He held her waist in excitement and opened his mouth further so that she would plant sloppy kisses. 

But Kajal couldnt hold her breath anymore. She gave in leaving a deep sigh breathing in Balvaar's stinky breath. The smell got deep inside her nose and hit her head. Just when she started to break the kiss Balvaar realised she was pulling back. With his hand he held her back-head and tugged her closer. Kajal screeched "mmmhmm" as she was forced to kiss him despite the discomfort.

As he now got the hang of it he started to kiss her back. He ate both her lips at the same time. With Kajal's cool and clean breath hitting him he tasted everything that was juicy from her lips. Kajal now took both of her hands to his face trying to break the kiss after having failed from moving her face against Balvaar's hold.

"Mmphh..mmm..", the smell became unbearable for her as it now had reactions on her chest and she began getting puking sensations. She tried pushing Balvaar's face away but he was too stern as he was busy in exploring her mouth, ravishing her lips. His dick got hard just with this woman's horizantal lips so he wondered what would her vertical lips do to him.

After having soaked her mouth with his saliva he broke the kiss by giving a final loud one to both her lips with his big mouth " mmmpchchch" and let go of her head. Kajal coughed a lot as soon as she got free from his dirty mouth. Her entire mouth part had gotten so wet with his saliva by his so called kissing.
"Aahhh you are a very tasty bitch " Balvaar said delightfully as Kajal was done coughing and was now wiping her mouth with her hand.

Balvaar removed his underwear. His 6.5 inch black cock sprung out like a missile. He grabbed Kajal and threw her on the bed. No more playing around he thought and was ready now to get to her most erogenous part. The wooden bed's joints creaked as Kajal fell on her back. She saw this giant physique get on the bed and lift both her legs up and split them making a V shape. As he split them further she could feel her slit opening up and hot air breezing into it. 

Kajal trembled on the bed as her virgin genital was about to get penetrated by this pervy villager. Yes, she was a virgin. Though after being in the film industry for several years she only maintained a professional relatiinship with all her co-stars. She practiced chastity, reserving her virginity only for her true love which she hasn't found yet. But the thought that all her years of abstinence is about to get shoved down the drain gave her chills. Plus he wasnt wearing any condom.

But what she experienced was even more erotic. Balvaar slid his face inside the V all the way down and ate her cleanly shaved pussy. Kajal moaned in ecstacy as his hot breath and tongue hit her sexual organ. His facial air itched her fleshy thighs which he was holding close to his face while his tongue slipped in and out getting a taste of her juices. He devoured her entire pussy as it left no foul smell or a bad taste since it was washed only a couple of hours before.

Kajal was completely overtaken by Balvaar's cunnilingus. She couldnt fight anymore as her nerves became docile to stimulation. She laid her hands on his head in an attempt to push him away but her hands had strength only to pat his head.
"mmm...ahh.." she gave low moans of pleasure while he dug his toungue deep inside her unspoiled pussy. And he could feel with his tongue it was getting juicy as she moaned. Kajal was about to cum.

After having a fulfilling meal Balvaar lifted his head. He looked at Kajal's face. Her eyes were closed and she was gasping for breath with her mouth. Her belly and boobs rose and fell with every gasp. Remembering her body was still cold, Balvaar took his face right over her tummy and blew hot air on it. As soon as the air hit her, he saw her belly clench. She sucked in her tummy involuntarily under the force of his humid air hitting her round navel, making it deeper.
"Aaaaaauuhhhh.." Kajal extended her low moans as she got completely aroused by the small warm relief she was getting from the chillness.

He turned her body around like she was some plaything. Kajal was now lying on the bed with her face down and ass up. He licked his fingers and rubbed her clit which was facing down now. She havent still recovered from the orgasm she had when it got licked and this was heightening her pleasure. When finally a wave of comfort and relaxation was hitting her as she laid down peacefully .... 
her eyes shot in terror. She felt a tearing pain in her bottom. She held the bed's wooden head as the intensity of pain kept increasing as Balvaar's 6.5 inch dick slowly penetrated into her virgin vag. All his rubbing and licking was for lubricating it. 

But clearly the lubrication was not enough for Kajal. She couldnt bear her orifice being opened up widely by a 6.5 inch hard penis as it was way too much for her first time. Balvaar inserted his meat slowly into her body and kept going until it completely disappeared. She screamed from her throat "Aaaaaaaa" but her scream didnt live for long, Balvaar leaned forward and closed her mouth with his hand "Ssshhhhh....you have a tight pussy....ahhhh..." while his penis was orgasming inside her.

"mmmmm....mmmmm" all her screams fell dead against Balvaar's hands. With her right hand she hit the sides of his butt indicating him to take it out. But Balvaar didnt much care for her as he was already high feeling her soft insides with his manhood. He started to rock his dick in and out of her rich pussy.
"whats the matter Kaju...you must've done this plenty of times before" Balvaar said. He thought as she was a celebrity she must've been fucked by a lot of people. So he didnt care to go slow with her unpenetrated vagina.   

"Mmmmphh....mmmmmmmmmmphhh..." she tried to tell him to slow down. But anyway it wouldn't have made any difference with Balvaar. Kajal's eyes welled with tears as her vagina was being ripped. Her wails were muted by his huge black hand. Her constant badgering with her right hand started to bother him. So he caught it with his free hand and held it behind her back bending it. She didnt even bother to use her other hand as she know the result would be futile and only end up being more painful for her.

"Ahhhh....' Balvaar moaned in gratification as he was ravishing a high-class hot actress's pussy, that too a tight one. Pleasures he hadnt even dreamed of having before was happening to him now as he banged this hottie in her honey hole. 

His pounding continued till Balvaar could feel from his hand on her mouth her cries lowering down to groans. He could tell from his dick inside her slit that her tight pussy was now a little bit flexible than before. Pleasure was starting to spring inside her along with the pain. He let go of her hand but she didnt seem to move it to her comfort. He understood she was about to have an orgasm. His penis was directly poking her G spot. 

He took his hand off her mouth. With his big penis still inside her, he bent forward and cleared all her shattered hair to one said. With his mouth he laid a painless bite on one of her neck's curves. He went further forward towards her face. He could tell she was exhausted as her eyes were shut as if she had no more life in her. Facing her cheek he lifted her head with his hand, he tilted his face slightly and smooched her mouth. She did not resist him but she neither smooched back. His liquor breath had become a litlle mild to her, she was afraid if she had gotten used to it. Balvaar was not concerned with getting kissed back, all he wanted was a taste of her pink lips. 

While kissing, his hands went underneath her and meddled her right breast. He squeezed the milk ball for a couple of times and pressed her small yet hard tit.
"mmnnnn.." in reaction her mouth moaned while he kissed. As he fondled her tit, she felt like her senses increasing and Balvaar's kiss was getting uneasy. She turned her face away in the middle of the kiss, breaking it. Balvaar didnt much care. It seemed like he got enough of what he wanted from her mouth. Just to tease her a bit, he pressed her tit hard and said, "Still naughty". Kajal resisted shrieking, "ssssss...".
While already being inside, he intentionally rammed his dick once, further within. "Aaaa" Kajal gave a short yell. 

"Hahaha...shhhh" Balvaar laughed as he got back to his prior position after having shown who was still in control of her body. He resumed his pounding slowly and picked up the pace.
Kajal "mmm....mmm...mmm" ing for every thrust of Balvaar, she herself muffled her moans by facing downwards onto the bed. As he barbarously fucked her pussy hole, he felt her juices lubricating his meat. Kajal began to orgasm. She bit her lower lip hard in ecstacy as her organs were thrusted by his big stick.

Balvaar went to his maximum pace. With his hands on her butt, he vigorously rammed his cock in and out. Kajal bit the bedsheet hard to withstand the pain and some pleasure Balvaar was causing to her.  After some moment, Balvaar could feel his semen flow inside his meat. He grabbed Kajal by her hip, he took his penis entirely out of her just a few seconds before he was going to cum, and turned her body around making her lie on her back.

His sudden exit made Kajal's hole gasp for a moment. With his penis in his hand, he rushed and kneeled on top of of her upper thighs as he was about to cum any second now. As soon as Kajal raised her head to see what was going on, his hot cum outpoured on her belly and into her navel.

Balvaar was stroking his dick "ahhhh....ahhhh" making sure all his semen spills out giving him a good climax. Kajal gave a disgusted look seeing the sight. There were already a lot of semen on her  stomach plus he was still leaking. It was a lot because it has been many years since his last ejaculation. The white fluid began to slowly flow down her curves as the last drop slipped from his dickhole.

Balvaar let out deep breaths. He crashed on the bed near Kajal. He was over-spent for his age. Kajal's body trembled as she laid worn-out after losing her virginity to a savage. Her stomach was oozing with his warm semen. It made her feel nasty but on the other side she was glad that it was over, that Balvaar ejaculated and he wouldnt want her anymore so she could go home in the morning. 

" Bathroom's there...go clean yourself... ",  she heard Balvaar speak with a weary voice. She got out of the bed, the cum on her body flowed down to her thigh. She picked up her pink saree which she stripped and rushed into the bathroom. She cleansed herself from Balvaar's semen, his mouth's saliva and his body sweat. When she came out after putting on her saree Balvaar had already dozed off. He mildly snored. She got on the bed and placed her head to the opposite side of Balvaar's and lied down. She wanted to forget this as a bad dream when she got up in the morning. She had no idea that Balvaar had a business partner who has an equal share in the business and is entitled to have the equal of whatever Balvaar has.





                                                                                                                                                                 

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Update

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Nice story...include some BDSM humialiiton spanking moments if you like

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                                      Part 8
                        The Special Damage

Through the glasses of the closed windows the morning's sunlight lit the room . Balvaar's sleeping eyelids moved in reaction to the bright 8 Am light that directly reflected on his face. He slowly opened his eyes while his brain was restarting from a hangover. He had no recollection of what happened before. Looking away from the light he let out a breath of fulfillment, the cause of which he could not figure out. A feeling of freedom coursed through his body and as he raised his head to find out why, he found himself completely naked. As soon as he tilted his head to the side he saw a sultry woman sleeping beside him. His brain started flashing with all the memories from last night, right from tasting her juices to penetrating Kajal's hole with his meat. He could remember now how her mouth tasted like and how soft her vagina felt. He looked at her sleeping peacefully after having sold her body to him, covering all her exposed arms from the cold with her saree's pallu. After gazing at her for sometime he got off the bed and dressed. As he buttoned up his clothes he remembered that his repayment was to be shared with his business partner, Kanta.

He quitely unlocked his room door and left, leaving Kajal undisturbed in her sleep. He walked past the hall and went upstairs to the first floor where Kanta's room was. Kanta was asleep on the bed in the same position as he was left there by Balvaar last night after he got completely drunk. The liquor stains in his pant and shirt had got dry and left a strong odour.

"Kanta...Kanta.." Balvaar tapped his cheeks trying to wake him up. Kanta's eyes slowly opened. His eyes blurred out. He held his head in ache. Balvaar helped him to raise his upper body and made him sit with his back resting on the wall near the bed.

"Wh...what...what the hell happened?" Kanta asked without a clue. 
"Dont worry...Everything's alright" Balvaar assured. 
"But...that guy...uhh...Vimalan....did we....what did we do to him?" Kanta asked confusingly as he couldnt remember anything after the last drink they had in the Tasmac.
"Not We Kanta...It was just Me...and its not what we did to him...its what I did to 'Her'. " Balvaar gave a riddling answer.
This only added to Kanta's confusion. He could not understand a word Balvaar was saying. 
"What..are you talking about?" he asked.
Balvaar gave a naughty smile and said, " Come with me... I'll show you ". Puzzled Kanta followed Balvaar to downstairs. 

Parvesh, Balvaar's son, was sleeping in the room nearby Kajal's. Balvaar and Kanta walked past Parvesh's room. 
Balvaar held his room's door handle, " This is our repayment", and slowly opened the door pointing his fingers inside.

As Kanta looked inside, he saw this woman sleeping in Balvaar's bed. His hung-over brain took some time to process what his eyes actually saw. Kanta slowly realised that the woman sleeping in the bed, dbangd in a pink saree was the actress Kajal Aggarwal.


His addicted nerves creeped out in excitement. 
"Wha..whaat?..How did you do this?" Kanta asked in disbelief.
"That Vimalan guy sold her body to us as repayment and to make amends...I bought her here last night and fucked her right on the bed" Balvaar recapped.
"Holy shit..." Kanta still couldnt believe this was true, "...Why didnt you wake me up last night?" 
Balvaar smiled,"Dont worry Kanta...we own this bitch until 10 PM tonight...you can have her body today however you like " 

Kanta, with hungry eyes, walked inside admiring her sexy figure even when it was covered with her pallu.
He got on the bed and inhaled her saree's smell, starting from her leg and slowly travelling all the way up her body. Balvaar, still standing, got behind her head. Kanta smelled her saree-covered stomach followed by her breasts and got close to her face so he could see how hot it was. Balvaar watched eagerly how Kanta was going to quench his lust. He knew that Kanta has never been this close to a woman before. 
After looking at that slutty face at sleep and those dry lips, Kanta was unable to control his temptation any further. He sunk his mouth on her sweet lips and wetted them from its morning dryness.  

"mmmg" Kajal woke up as she felt a foul stench in her nose and a bitter taste in her lips. Her eyes widened in shock as her mouth was getting eaten by a foul man. She raised her hands to shove him away but before she could push she felt her hands getting arrested by someone's hands. Her hands got firmly locked on top of her head in the bed. She could only move her eyes up to see who it was as her mouth was locked by a pair of rotten lips. It was a smiling and a familiar face. She recognised that it was Balvaar, the brute who she had to sleep with last night. She groaned being able to do nothing to stop the man from spoiling her lips other than push her legs up and down in intolerance. 

She no longer could bare the smell of his morning breath along with the paan stench and liquor odour, all emanating at once from his mouth. With great force she moved her face away and escaped his mouth's lock. As soon as she got free, coughs filled her throat as a reaction to inhaling his mouth odour and taking in some of his distasteful Saliva. She spitted out little sprays of saliva on the bed disgustedly.

Kanta said "Ohh what ? Am I too bad? Haha...thats what you get when you dont pay your debts madam..". Kajal did not look at his face while he spoke and tried to avoid his breath.
He continued " ..truth is, even your mouth, a top movie actress's mouth, smells a litttttle bad. So go brush and take a bath...bring me a clean body so I can fuck it with my dick like I want "
"Noooo..." Kajal rebelled but with no use as her hands were tightly held by Balvaar, ".. Let me gooo"
"Go?? So soon?.." Balvaar laughed "...We still own you for a day darling."
"But you said it was just you, now who is th..." before she could finish Kanta closed her mouth completely with his hand. " Enough of blah blah..." He took his stinky face over her's, "...I am his business partner, which means I get 50% of everything that comes with the business. Remember..it was you who caused us shame. And now you have to rectify it with your body." 
His hand only shut her mouth and not her nose so she had no way other than to suck in his morning breath directly through her nostrils. She tried moving her head to the sides to avoid the odour but his hand's grip on her mouth was strong enough to make her entire head immobile.  
"You are free to leave but know that once we make you go to jail you will be fucked daily, not only by the prisoners but also by the wardens and every other men who have fantasized about banging your rich ass."
Kajal silently stared at Kanta with her frightened eyes, taking his words in her ears and his stench in her face.  
"Now kiss me if you agree" Kanta said taking his hand off her mouth. Kajal turned her face way to catch some air other than Kanta's reeking breath.
She realised what she has gotten into and understood the consequences that will arise if she doesnt agree with these dirty men.
"Now come on..." Kanta urged her teasingly.
Holding her breath, she hesitantly lifted her head to lock lips with him. But Kanta kept drawing back his head farther from her reach, baiting her to see how far she would try to lift her head for kissing him. She raised her head to the highest possible. Kanta said," Good girl" and smooched her lips with full force causing her head to drop all the way down, back on the bed from where moments before she raised it. 
Kanta moaned "mmm...mmmn" enjoying her lips, kissing it passionately while Balvaar held her hands and stood voyeur for this act. Just when she ran out of breath in a while, she pulled away disgustedly having tasted his paan stenched mouth. 
 

Kanta smiled. 
"Now go and get ready my hotness...you are my breakfast today" he said getting off her. After Balvaar let go of her hands she got up and went into the bathroom. 
Both Balvaar and Kanta left the room together and got out of the house. Kanta was thinking that Balvaar has executed his plan very well but little did he know that he was still scheming a masterplan.

While waiting outside in the road, Kanta became impatient. His cock got hard merely by thinking of the ways he could devour a top actress's steaming body. Balvaar was immersed in his thoughts too. But he was devising a new plan. He had thought of something but he couldnt know if it would work out. He immediately turned to Kanta and said, "Hey... What if we make her sleep with Garjan...think about it... the grudge between Garjan and us will get solved, dont you think?."
"But Garjan is a family man, how will he agree to this?" asked Kanta.
"Oh he will..." smiled Balvaar, " I know some things about Garjan that many people dont." Balvaar and Garjan know each other since a long time. They share their personal life while drinking in bars. One such time Garjan spilled out a fetish of his which Balvaar remembers till now. 
"He wont refuse when he hears we are offering a sexy tight-holed actress for his damages". 
Kanta agrees but he remained concerned on how to make Kajal agree to that. 

Balvaar hurried inside the house and picked his phone. He called Garjan while Kanta waited outside with his itching-cock. After some moments of witnessing a conversation over the phone from a distance, Kanta saw Balvaar coming out of the house with a thumbs up.
" He agreed...didnt I tell you?!" Balvaar said confidently.
" How the hell did he agree? I though that guy was a family man...so he's a pervert after all" Kanta laughed, "You do really know how to brainwash people... but.....what if she doesnt agree?"
With an evil smile Balvaar said, "Dont worry...we will make her to".

Kajal returned from the bath. She wore the black sleeveless saree that she brought with her from her home. It was skimpy and sexy just like Balvaar asked for. 

She was terrified that she have to spend rest of the day in that shithole, sharing her well-figured body with those smelly bastards. She wanted to go home so badly, away from these men. A strong scent picked up in the room. She knew it was Kanta coming as she could smell his bad odour even from far. 

Both Balvaar and Kanta entered into the room. They oggled at her curvy figure in that black saree. 
 

Balvaar's interest was somewhat reduced since he had only fucked her to his content several hours back. Yet it was a treat for him to look at her standing in the dazzling sunlight, exposing her creamy body in that black saree. Kanta was overflowing with lust. He glanced at all her curves and intended on ravishing every corner. 

They started circling her like a bird around its prey. Kajal started to shake in fear. The air around her was filled with their body odour and it was all she could breath in now. 
Balvaar said, " We are going to fuck your hole, alllll day Kaju. How would you like a threesome?..." Balvaar smiled. 
Kajal whimpered, "Nooo...pleaase..".
Balvaar continued , "...yes... three of us together in that bed for all the hours to come." 
She well knew she wouldnt last even half hour with these goons. They were talking about a threesome for nearly 12 hours. Kajal was close to tears. Kanta stopped circling and halted behind her. Since her black blouse had a low cut in the back, most of her back was open for play. Kanta inhaled the womanly scent off her washed back while placing his hands on the curves of her hips. With his one hand he went down and rubbed her saree right over her vagina. Though he didnt mean it to turn her on it gave her mild sensations as it was a smooth saree. 

"But..." ,Kanta seducingly whispered with his lips close to her ear, " ...but....you have a choice now" . Kajal listened inattentively.   
Kanta continued, " You can go home now...in an hour...if you want to". 
Kajal opened her eyes in distrust. She couldnt belive the words coming out of his foul mouth. 
She asked, "what?".
"Yes....we will let you go home in an hour....but..." Kanta stopped.
"But what?" Kajal wanted to hear. The thought of going home got her attention.
"But...there is a condition. You have to sleep with one more man...only once though."
"Whaat....no way" Kajal said in a defnitive tone.
Kanta took his hand off her waist and caught the font of her neck. He didnt choke it but in a way he indicated he didnt like her response. Kajal understood that he would defnitely choke her next time if she says something he didnt like. Still rubbing her saree with his other hand he said, " We lost our honour and respect in front of that man all because of you...its called as special damages...and you are bound to compensate us for our special damages as already mentioned in the contract."
He continued, "Now make up your mind Kaju...do you want to go home to your daddy after an hour...or do you want to stay here for a day and let us fuck you in and out for hours"
At that moment, with shabby men surrounding her and with Kanta's hand on her neck, she figured it was a better idea to go home soon.
"I will go home" Kajal said.
Kanta said," Go home?? Thats not a complete answer, we said you can go home only after an hour. I havent got my payment still...so you can go home only after you fuck both of us once together. We are only willing to reduce the time. Alright?"
As Kajal wanted to get it over with both of them soon, she agreed.

Once again their plan was in action just like they anticipated.
Kanta took his hand off her neck and firmly grabbed her blouse, cupping her breasts . Balvaar stood in the front and caught both sides of her waist and pulled it closer to him. His shirt button tried to fit into her round navel. As Kanta was standing behind her, he licked the left curvature of her neck while Balvaar in the front kissed the right part. Kajal stood sandwiched in between these two savages, with her right arm loosely holding Balvaar's back and left arm holding Kanta's back-head. 

Meanwhile, Parvesh woke up energitically from his weekend sleep. He usually sleeps longer in the weekends but he couldnt sleep anymore today as it was a very special day for him. It was his birthday. He remembered last year how his dad brought him a gift, a mobile phone, and kept it on the table in the hall as a suprise. Without even brushing his teeth or washing his face he fled to the hall straight from his bed in anticipation of what his father would have gotten him this year. But to his disappointment the table was empty. 

He felt down with his face pale, thinking his father had forgotten his birthday. He heard a noise. 'pchhh...pschh...'. a strong slurping sound. He found that the sound came from his father's room. As the door was open he slowly walked near to the room and peeked inside. His eyes enlarged in shock. He stood breathless. What he saw was a sight beyond his imagination, a sight of his father holding Kajal Aggarwal by her waist and kissing her lips meanwhile Kanta biting her neck and removing the pallu off her sexy black saree. 

Parvesh couldnt beleive it. He stood there motionless as nobody noticed his presence. Balvaar couldnt see Parvesh as he had his back turned on him and Kanta was busy tasting Kajal's neck and she had her eyes closed while desperately making love to Balvaar's mouth.                                                              
Kajal slightly opened her eyes to see if she has a chance to break the kiss. Thats when she saw this dark-brown skinned little teen staring at her. 
"Aah" She pulled off from Balvaar's mouth, trying to let him know that there was a kid outside the room dead-staring at them. But Balvaar got the wrong idea, he thought she was fighting him. So he pulled her back closer and resumed his kiss, this time too deeply that her lips got squeezed by his mouth. 
"Mmmmm" Kajal moaned louder in Balvaar's mouth but he didnt care.

Her eyes met Parvesh's eyes in horror. She forcibly pushed Balvaar's head aside and also Kanta further back. Once free from their play, with both her hands she covered her bare-open stomach, mostly the navel part, as her hands were her only defence against Parvesh's wandering eyes since her pallu got tossed off. That was when Balvaar and Kanta noticed Parvesh outside the room.

An edgy silence filled the atmosphere. Everyone stood motionless staring at each other. Kajal sunk completely into shame. 
Balvaar ingeniously thought of something to say to his son who had just seen his father with another woman.
"Happy Birthday Parvesh." Balvaar greeted him. "Did you think I would really forget your birthday. Here is your gift for turning into an adult, son!" saying this his hands pointed Kajal. 

Kajal's face reflected shock and no small amount of fury. She couldnt believe how this bastard was unmindfully serving her body at everyone's plate. She determined not to give in anymore to Balvaar's babbles. 
"What?" Parvesh asked suprised. 
Balvaar said, " Yes, what else could be a better gift than a perfectly figured woman, for a teen who has just turned into an adult. I have brought her here so she could show you how to have a good time in bed".

Right after Balvaar completed his sentence, "No way" Kajal hurled out her words in outrage. She wanted no more of this nonsense. She couldnt even think of giving up her precious temple to a college boy's cock. 
Parvesh was both thrilled and confused at the same time. He was going to have his dream fuck in a moment but at the same time he couldnt see why Kajal Aggarwal was standing there like she didnt want to be here.

Balvaar recognised that Parvesh was getting a little fishy about what was going on there. Before anything could come up he said, "Why dont you wait outside for a minute son, while we have a talk with Kajal?". Parvesh left silently. He sat on a chair in the hall and felt incredible that finally his porn-devoted penis was going to have a taste of a real woman, and that too a burning hot actress.   

As soon as Parvesh disappeared Balvaar clutched Kajal's hair pulliing it down, tilting her neck back with it. "Owwww" she groaned in pain.
Balvaar took his face near her's and said "How dare you speak to me like that..Listen bitch, my son is now part of the deal. You better show him a good time and do whatever he asks, alright?!..and dont worry he is not a kid..he has turned 18 today"
Kajal reluctantly nodded her head left and right "No..I wont".
Kanta came into the play as he didnt like the tone she was speaking with Balvaar. From behind her, he pulled both her hands back. 
"Let me...." before Kajal could raise her tone and push her words out, Balvaar locked her mouth with his big black hand from the front. Kanta, with his one strong hand, held her hands together at the back against her butt.

Kanta spoke "You wont?? ..Then better prepare your sweet body to get fucked by both of us all day. And I assure you..it wont be soft. You want a trial ?". Kajal was terrified as she stood helpless against these perverted bulls with her hands detained back and mouth sealed. She felt Kanta's other hand slowly grazing down her spine and onto her loin part of the saree. While Kanta was waiting in the hall enthusiastically he heard a mild 'thapp' sound come from the room. He didnt much care as his only concern that time was when he would be called inside. 
Kajal flicked her eyelids in pain, her screams "mmmnnnnnggg" wrapped by Balvaar's hands not letting it go any further than his own ears.
"What a niceeee ass" Kanta complimented after having laid a hard spank on her right butt cheek, "You should try it too" he invited Balvaar. 
"Ohh I loved how it sounded...do you mind shutting her mouth?" Balvaar asked Kanta and just within a fraction of second since Balvaar took his hand off her mouth Kanta replaced it with his. Kajal struggled to break free from Kanta's holds as he seemed stronger than Balvaar. She was unable to break free both her hands from his single hand. Balvaar got closer to her in the front. He laid his head on her right shoulder and slowly moved his hand onto her left ass. As Kajal couldnt shout out loud saying dont do it, she could only shake her head left and right and groan "mmmhhmmhhhhh" into Kanta's hand now. Balvaar could feel her round ass's flesh through her light saree and despite her underwear. Kajal could sense his big hand amply covering her entire left ass.
"Ahh you were right..it feels good" said Balvaar cupping her left bun. "Do you want one?" he playfully asked Kajal. 
"mmmphhhhmmmhmmm" from her groan he could understand she was pleading not to. 
"But you deserve one" saying this he gave a tight slap on her left bun. 'Thapppppp' like a cracker the sound was twice the time louder than before. 
"mmgggggg" but her groans couldnt gain any more volume due to Kanta's hand-gag. A cloud of teardrops welled up in her black and white eyes 
"You want more?" Kanta asked.
Kajal shook her head rapidly, saying no in fear of getting another hard slap on her fragile domes. 
"Good girl" Balvaar said, " I take it that you will please my son". Kanta took his hand off her mouth and also released her hands. Before leaving the room Balvaar said,"Remember, if he's not satisfied...then you will go to your home only at night with your ass glowing red"

Balvaar said to parvesh, "You can now go in son, she's all yours. Tell me if she doesnt behave". Parvesh didnt hear anything after 'You can now go in' as his excitement went skyrocketing. He ran in and closed the door. 

Balvaar and Kanta smiled at each other after having tackled all their hurdles and bent Kajal to their wishes.
Kanta said, "That went well. Good thinking in the heat of the moment Balvaar." 
"I know. I am so turned on now. It must be due to touching her ass. Her mature body keeps turning me on" said Balvaar.
"No worries, you got one more chance anyway. We must make best use of those heavenly parts man, coz we wont get the opportunity again." Kanta proposed.
"Right. You know what? Lets head out and finish our routine workouts before Parvesh is done with her. what do you say? " Balvaar said.
"Hey thats a good idea. She already gives a nasty look when I go near her. I would love to see the look on her face when she is served to two sweaty rock-hard bodies at once". They both had a laugh and headed out to do their fitness workouts.

Parvesh stared at Kajal who was standing pallu-less with her long flawless midriff exposed. The fantasy to which he shagged for yesterday was about to happen infront of his eyes now. The sexy actress, whose body his collegemates could only enjoy in their dreams, was hot and ready for his taking. 
"Would you do anything I ask for...aunty?" Parvesh asked naively. 
Kajal didnt have a choice. It was either a 'Yes" or a day full of banging with those bulky bastards. She nodded her head indicating a yes.
She presumed that he was just a small kid and what much could he possibly ask for. But she had no idea that his mind was immersed in pornography. 

He first removed his shirt. His chest bones were visible as he was lean and Kajal could see a few hairs sticking out in there.
He said, "Come near me".
Kajal went near to him. He was shorter than her as Kajal's chin was in par with his hair. Kajal could tell that he was nervous to make a move. He couldnt be blamed as this was not any normal encounter for him. Kajal thought this was going to be easy for her and wished she hadnt resisted so much to Balvaar and Kanta before and got smacked in her ass. Just when she didnt expect Parvesh pounced on her neck like a dog and dropped kisses on it. 


This was the first time he is feeling a woman's skin with his lips, and the smooth curvature of her neck only invited him more and more. It was so clean without any flaws. His lips along with a small part of his tongue nibbled her neck all over. Kajal felt ticklish as now and then his small part of tongue prompted her tickle points. She moved her chin here and there due to the ticklish sensation. Her unsteady movement disturbed parvesh as sometimes her neck got unreachable. So he caught her neck's sides with his hands and with his thumbs he pushed her chin up. Kajal now looked at the ceiling, opening her entire neck for him to feast. 
 

The lines and her neck-bone which became visible now made her neck a lot sexier. Parvesh rolled out his drooling tongue and licked her neck from down to top like a dog licking a bone. He took small bites off her neck-bone which brought back the tickling sensation for Kajal as it was now his teeth playing around sensually on her neck's tickle spots.

 After rinsing her throat with his saliva he looked at her beautiful face. He mesmerizingly gazed at her divine eyes, her cute little nose, two soft and tempting cheeks and finally those two strokes of pink honey, her fleshy lips. 
"Will you kiss my face Aunty?" he asked as if she was running the show.
As what he asked for wasnt much, Kajal gave him a quick peck on his forehead.
"Deeply aunty" he insisted now pointing his finger on his cheek implying her to kiss there. Kajal tilted her head and planted a deep kiss on his right cheek first, "Pchhh", then another over his left cheek. Her lips left a barely visible wet patch on both his cheeks. 

Just when she thought that would have quenched him, Parvesh said "Now on my lips...." and before she thought she could escape by giving a one-second peck on his lips Parvesh also added, "...deeply" as he now knew how a deep kiss would feel like. Kajal wanted to strictly say no. It was clear just by looking at him that he had not even rinsed his mouth after he woke up, let apart brushing it. Anyway she has to satisfy him now, she went closer to him as Parvesh opened his mouth a little to lock her lips. Foul air gushed out from the small opening of his mouth. Kajal stopped inhaling and pressed her nose near to his nose, trying to seal her nostrils to avoid his air, and kissed him deeply. Parvesh got lost in bliss. It was a vivid feeling for him as her lips felt more than soft. It was marshy and though bitter it became the best thing his tongue has tasted. He opened his mouth much big and payed back her kisses only with more passion.

Kajal stopped her kisses as she couldnt do it now with him impatiently eating both her lips. Soon his lips was not enough to scavenge her kissing machine, he took his tongue out and sweepd right from her chin to uptil her nose. She could smell his wet and acidic toungue as it brushed her nostrils.

He slowly pulled apart after his tongue dried out, looking at the art he painted on her mouth. Her chin along with the part between her upper lip and nose glistened with his tongue secretions. 
"That was really delicious" he complimented her. But she could not return the compliment as she went through something the opposite of delicious. She tried to show a hard smile on her lips.

Parvesh removed his pants and stood only wearing his underwear. He held Kajal's hand and accompanied her near to the bed. He sat on the corner of the bed while Kajal infront of him. He took a moment to adore her beatiful body along with its curves. He held her below her waist where her bottom saree began and gently turned her around. 

Her spotless back made his mouth water. If not for the thin black string that knotted her blouse her back would have seemed like one big fertile land of desire. 
 
He applied his palms on her back, starting from the top and slowly descending down to her waist's curves. His sensual touching sent goosebumps down Kajal's spine. 

He went a little more down and got hold of her chubby thighs. He leaned his face forward, at the same time pulled her back a bit and dipped his face on her covered ass.

Kajal got uncomfortable. As her saree was light material she could almost feel his nose poking into her split. Parvesh pressed his face harder into the saree that the impression of her ass's split became visible now from the outside inspite of being covered. Kajal could feel him letting out deep breaths into her bottom as if he waa getting high from smelling her ass. 

She then felt her hands sneaking up her back. Within a second he untied the knot in her blouse. The two strings that was tied together now hanged on either sides while her blouse stood on her bosom with her breasts as its only support. 

"Give me a lapdance" Parvesh said as all his nervousness had disappeared. Kajal was struck when she heard the word come out from his mouth. How could he possibly know whats a lapdance, she thought. Thats when she realised he is just another pervert in the line of his family members. She spread her legs a little wider and placed herself on his lap. She dared not to make him uncomfortable by putting her entire weight on him. Parvesh cupped both ends of her butt while she rammed with it back and front on his underwear. 


He loved the scent of her dusky hair that fell on his face while she danced on his premature penis. His lips brushed against her open back whenever she got closer. Her back skin was soft like a sponge and he surely wanted more of it but he saved it for later. Very soon her humping got him hard. He felt tingles inside his underwear as his penis had started to grow in size. Even Kajal noticed as she humped with her butt she felt a bulge on his underwear. Her dance raised his sensations as he suddenly lost control of his mind and hugged her around her midriff and leaned forward on her bare-back. 

Kajal could no longer dance as she was tightly hugged by him. Parvesh seperated his legs so that Kajal could sit down on the little part of the bed under him. As soon as she sat he dropped sloppy loud kisses on her back. The room was filled with "pssschhh" noise as her spotless back got marked everywhere with his saliva. 

He removed her unknotted blouse away from her bust's hold. Kajal took her hands for cover to her hanging breasts but before she could reach Parvesh caught both of them from behind. He played with them like playing with a balloon. He rubbed them around as it felt pulpy like a ball of milk. Meanwhile his mouth made its way up to her shoulder.

 
He chinned on her left shoulder and bit her neck, later comforting it with his salivating kisses.
 
He got up from the bed and said, "Lie down on the bed Aunty"
Kajal laid down, with her bust open to the touch of air and only with her bottom saree remaining undbangd. Parvesh couldnt take his eyes off her breasts as this was the first time he is seeing it from the front. It looked elegant and ever-inviting for his hunger. He got on the bed and laid on top of her. She didnt feel like he was heavy. He dragged both her arms above her head, revealing two of her tickle spots, her armpits.

As soon as her milky armpits were open it pulled him like a magnet.
 
 
He couldnt resist even a second more. He leaned towards her right armpit and took a long sniff, "Ahhhhh", and let out a breath of satisfaction. The pale yet strong odour seeped into his nostrils and rigidified his penis. He rushed to her other armpit and breathed it's scent. The leaking sweat enticed his tongue to take a lick and so he did. He licked her clean underarms, switching left and right sides as they both lured from time to time. Just like he expected Kajal's hands fluttered. As her tickle spots were open and teased by the sharp tip of Parvesh's tongue her face oscillated left and right, she often tried to close her underarms from exposure . So he held her arms against the bed and without minding giving her tickles he continued enjoying her mature sweat. 

After feasting her armpits his tongue seeked for its next target and Parvesh gave to it her sexy cleavage. He stroked his tongue like a paintbrush over the white bridge-like cleavage between her two valleys. While he licked, the sides of his tongue tipped her breasts as he held both of them like an airbag. He pressed them against his face on either sides, submerging himself into her bosom like a baby. He enjoyed greatly the feeling of his face stuck between both her milk balls while he sensually pulled the skin off her cleavage with his teeth.

 His mouth then got hold of her boobs. He sucked her boobies clean making "pllchhhh' sound. It was more like sucking a water-balloon but this was more fragile with soft meat inside. With his tongue he sensually played with her tits that sent sparks down her nerves. She was getting stimulated by his tit-play. She closed her eyes while Parvesh tongued one of her pink tits meanwhile fondling with his hand the other. He sure knew how to do this from his experience in porn. Kajal's pleasure system had just got activated. 

Enough with the tits he moved down drawing a line with his mouth on her midriff and laid love bites all over her slender tummy. Her pleasure system was firing up since her tickle zone was getting mined with wet bites. He turned his eyes towards her belly's orifice, the center of attention, her navel. He let his finger inside and felt its surrounding walls. 
"aangmm.." Kajal mildly moaned. As he looked up at her face she looked like those women in porn videos while having an orgasm, eyes closed and moaning softly. It encouraged him to dig deeper into her navel. Her nerves got triggered when Parvesh rubber her button deeper. 

Suprisingly, he replaced his finger with his tongue, circling her navel with his saliva dripper. Sensations raised for Kajal as instead of a finger a wet and fleshy tongue was probing her belly now. 

Done with the probing he rolled his tongue entirely out and licked her navel from bottom to top. He felt the soft and little orifice in his tongue while loading the hole with his saliva. Once he was done her navel was filled with his white saliva and her belly had wet patches everywhere due to his love bites.
He was done with exploring her upper body. 

"I saw this video yesterday...we should do that" Parvesh said getting up. Kajal couldnt understand what he was referring to. 
"You should lie on me for that Kaju Aunty" he said. And he showed her how. He first lied down with his back on the bed. He asked Kajal to lie on him but in a reverse position i.e with her loin on his head and his loin below her head. When Kajal got to the position thats when she understood what he was referring to. He was talking about the 69 Position. She couldnt believe the level of sexual knowledge this teen had. In that position he removed her bottom clothing and now all they were wearing was their underwears. 

"Remove my undergarment while I remove yours aunty" Parvesh said stripping her panty slowly. Kajal couldnt believe she is going to get completely naked in a matter of seconds in front of someone so younger than her. Actually she is nearly twice older than him. She could feel her panties coming off. So like Parvesh asked she removed his underwear too. 

She turned her face away in disgust as his filthy bush showed up. His rotten 4.5 inch uncircumcised penis was in between a garbage of pubic hairs. As she dazed she could feel her slit penetrated by Parvesh's wet tongue. He let his entire tongue inside and probed her pussy walls. Pleasure started to accumulate further and she surely didnt want to put his meat in her mouth. So she just her used her hand and stroked his not-yet-hard penis slowly. She could feel a sudden exit of his tongue from her vagina, " Take it in your mouth like me aunty" Parvesh insisted. 

Before she could even consider she felt another strike at her pussy nerves as parvesh now fingered her slit. She took her face closer trying to take his ugly cock in her mouth but the stink was so bad that it wouldnt be possible to take it in without puking. And she couldnt even think of how bad it would taste. But she thought if she was not going to take it in her mouth then Parvesh will make her to take it in her vagina which would be much more unhealthy. So she decided to better bare the smell and suck it in, make him cum soon. After taking a deep breath and sucking her saliva in, she took his dry penis inside her mouth. 

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Halfway inside she could feel its salty and bitter taste in her tastebuds, her eyes closed in disgust. She slowly sucked it in and out as it wiggled inside her mouth. 
Parvesh's pleasure nerves finally got some action. The warm insides of Kajal's mouth stimulated his penis nerves and as a result it grew bigger in size. He couldnt concentrate on fingering her anymore. So, as Kajal was in a planking position he pulled her legs wider, opening her pussy well and dug his mouth into it. 
"mmmm" Kajal moaned into his penis as she could feel it growing in her mouth. 

She couldnt believe the size of this teen's dick as it got nearly to 6 inches.

 As Parvesh got more turned on second after second he ravished her pussy in and out, going to places nobody has been to before, with his hands over her ass. While his tongue grazed through her womanly garden, her tongue showered his dick walls. Kajal was slowly losing control. But she wanted to make him spill out sooner than later so raised her speed of sucking his hard cock. Parvesh got lost in ecstacy as his penis was getting wanked in this hot actress's mouth. Getting lost in the moment he clutched his face deep inside her pussy and with his hands he grapsed on to her butt cheeks, pulling it down and maing her vagina get tight-closer to his face. Kajal got high from the sensation that was happening down her pussy. She sucked fast and fast and finally she could hear Parvesh moan hot breath into her pussy, "ooooaahhhh", indicating he was about to ejaculate. 

Alertly Kajal took his penis from her mouth and continued to stroke it fastly with her hands.....and there it came, his white fluid sprayed into the air. It was not much as he had only mastrubated yesterday. She continued stroking it slowly until every drop came out so that she can ensure he is completely done with.
With his eyes closed and strong breaths,"Ohhhhh" Parvesh sounded with Satisfaction. " You are so hot Kaju aunty" he said after ejaculating completely. His transparent and not so strong semen flowed down his bushes. Kajal felt like she had sucked on a dog bone. She was in a half-aroused state. 

The door banged open suddenly. Kajal turned her head to see why. Balvaar and Kanta came in. They were shirtless. Their veins pumped in their arms and their chest hair were full of moist. Their black body shined and heavily smelled with sweat.

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Kajal got off from Parvesh. He was down on the bed, lying like he had got drunk. He had the best orgasm in his life so far. 

"Leave the room son, we have some adult discussions to do and you might not like to see it" Balvaar said to his son with a grin, his yellow teeth shimmering. Parvesh lost-mindedly got off from the bed and picked up his clothes. He walked out of the room nude. He glimpsed at Kajal's devoured body one last time before leaving the room, as he wouldnt forget this experience for his life.

"He looks finished, you really did give him a good time then.." Balvaar said to Kajal as she was panting on the bed due to her incomplete orgasm.
"Aint she an obedient bitch.." Kanta said and with his left fore-arm he hooked Kajal's neck and lifted it. Kajal volunteered as he picked her head up from the bed until her entire upperbody was off the bed's surface. With both her hands she held his strong fore-arm that was holding her neck like a killer. It was soaked wet with his sweat. Just from touching his arm his sweat stuck to her palms like oil.

Kanta was prepared to quench his years of womanly thirst with her body. He ran his finger over her knelt thigh, slowly bringing it up into  her curve and further up, scbanging the joint of her right boob and finally up her neck, a small journey on her milky body.


Balvaar and Kanta unzipped their pants at the same time, their big black rockets came attacking out. 
Balvaar got on the bed alongside Kanta. Standing on his knees he went behind Kajal while Kanta moved to her front wanting a little foreplay before entering her hole. Balvaar kneeled behind her back, spreading her legs and fitting his knees between them. 
Holding his huge meat in his hand, without any warning he shoved it inside her heaven's gateway. 

"Ahhhh" His sudden entry from behind startled Kajal. His propelling rocket threw her forward on the bed. 
Balvaar picked both her arms and pulled her back. His beating cock went halfway into her pussy. He locked his fingers onto her biceps and pulled her arms all the way back over his shoulders, making sure she doesnt escape his cock again. He banged her with 70% of his shaft heading in and out of her hole in every thrust. 

Kajal's partially left orgasm picked up as her vaginal nerves got frictioned by Balvaar's missile. 
"Uhh..uhh..uh.." she gave moans of relaxation without any protest. Her back's baby-skin got slashed by Balvaar's thick chest hairs that were lubricated by his sweat.
Kanta watched from her front while her milk pouches bounced in beat to Balvaar's banging. 


With every bounce, her boobies called out to him as he got thirstier. Without further waiting, he gobbled up her right boob along with its pink tit and pressed her left boob like a horn. He tasted her breast loudly as slurping noises screeched Kajal's ears. He wiped his face clean off sweat on her smooth bosom. Instead of tongue he used his teeth to savour her round fleshy pouches, biting it everytime as it slipped away from his sharp teeth. Though he only bit mildly on her hard tit, her constant rocking front and back made her tit get scbangd between his teeth. It sent lightning down her bosom but she could do nothing about it as her hands were hanging on Balvaar's shoulder firmly held by him while he made his way into her.
 
But the thing was she didnt want to do anything as she was so turned on by Balvaar's hard meat and Kanta's electrifying bites. Her orgasms finally reached her hold. 
"Aaauaaauuaaauuaahhhh..." Kajal moaned in pleasure. She locked her eyes and bit her lips trying not to moan and encourage their acts but she still loved the feeling.

Kanta looking at her in this seduced mode, "Look at this slut losing control, is this what your father taught you?" Kanta teased.
"Such a classy bitch she is" Balvaar complemented as he let go of her hands. She brought her hands forward, placing it on Kanta's shoulders for support.
"Do you want him to stop now? Tell me bitch.." Kanta said and with his nasty drooling tongue he wiped her right red cheek clean in a single stroke. Kajal was far from protesting. She dropped her head down in pain amid the pleasure.

Kanta didnt like her enjoying her orgasm so much. He thought, after all she was the one supposed to service them but from the looks in her face it seemed like she was benefitting from Balvaar's cock. He decided he shouldnt go easy on her like Balvaar. 

Kajal's ecstacy went high as Balvaar's solid cock pacified her G spot. She has never been made to cum by a man before and for the first time she was about squirt her juices out after being fucked for several minutes now. 

"Oooooooo..." she called like a bird ready to cum on Balvaar's tool any second. But something she didnt expect happened just before her juices could gather. Balvaar exited her hole. He withdrew his meat from her tight heaven, leaving her high and dry once again like his son did. 

Kajal's brain collapsed as at the last minute its most vital pleasure had been denied. Though it made her irritable as he took off in the middle leaving her pussy wide open like an unfinished meal, she didnt convey it outside in her deep breaths or in her dazing eyes. 

"I'll leave it to you" Balvaar said to his partner, getting up and standing on the bed. He wanted to pass on her sexy slit to his business junior, but on another thought he had had enough share of her bottom tunnel and wanted a service from her salivary orifice. So he walked to her front and insisted Kanta to go behind her, but he refused. He had a better idea for fucking this owing bitch. 

He denied Balvaar's call for switching positions and instead he lied down on the bed before Kajal, spreading his legs. Kajal looked at his cock aimed at her like a black missile. With his hands Kanta signalled her to come and sit on top of him. Kajal followed his gesture and sat where he wanted her to, which was over his loins. Her knees knelt on the bed on either sides of Kanta's waist while his bent cock flicked below, the foreskin of which grazed her burning clit. Balvaar stood near her with his cock wagging while Kajal waited for to see if atleast Kanta would complete her orgasms. She meekly waited for Kanta to begin his beats after entering into her world, but Kanta was about to tell her that it doesnt work that way anymore. 
"What are you waiting for bitch, load it into your pussy" Kanta said.
It took a bit before Kajal could interpret what Kanta asked for. He wanted her to ride his cock and put all the efforts in by herself. 
"Huhhh...nah I ca...cant.." Kajal denied lowly. 
"Do you remember that its you who have to service us, and not the other way around. We are putting all the efforts of thrusting and shoving while you are enjoying your orgasms like a good slut" Kanta said. 

As he talked about thrusting and shoving, Kajal thought to herself if that was hard then how it would be for her to get thrusted and shoved with a huge rod down her mini holes. Though his words made her feel nasty it had some truth in it. 
"Please no...dont ask me to" she pleaded to him. Balvaar seemed to love this idea. He lifted Kajal from the back, holding under her armpits. 
Kanta, with his hand, excitedly raised his forward bent penis to 90 degree so that it stood straight like a tower pointing at Kajal's nectar hole. 
Balvaar slowly landed Kajal so that his hungry rocket could boost into her milky space. Kajal wailed "Please dont...noo..." as she had never ridden a dick before but none gave her attention. 
His uncircumcised penis head spread her slit as it got ejected into her. Once halfway through Kanta took his hand off his dick as it did not need a support anymore other than the tight vag of Kajal. 
"No more please..." Kajal begged but Balvaar kept slowly pushing her down as his dick loaded into her pussy. Kanta laid still in relaxation as her pussy walls had already began to invite this newcummer. 
Kajal's eyes sunk while her teeth gritted in strain. Finally Kanta's 5.5 inch dark writhing cock got nailed into her body from the bottom.

"Good, thats my girl" Balvaar said but Kajal didnt feel comforted. 
With his entire dick inside her temple Kanta could feel her sexual juices sticking with his cock, waiting to spurt out.
"Ahhh...you are a goddess woman" Kanta said.
Bearing his meat entirely inside her body the ride hadnt even started yet. She had to bang it to his satisfaction now.
"Now fuck me Kaju" as soon as Kanta moaned those words in mad lust, Balvaar lifted her by her armpits and dropped her back, making her eat his meat with her vertical lips. 
Kajal eyes sobbed in strain as Balvaar made her dance just until she could get used to the beat and pick up the pace. Her protests fell useless just like her words. Soon her rigid pussy got used to this cowgirl fucking so she began riding his dick up and down without much of Kanta's lift. 
Balvaar freed her armpits and she rode his meat into her body, squatting her ass down and up and down and up and on it went.

Balvaar stood near by her right side. He held the back of her neck and turned her face towards his projecting dick, "Suck on this" he ordered her. 
"mmmhhummmm.." Kajal refused and turned her face away from his rod disgusted by its nasty smell due to having banged her secluded pussy seconds ago. 
Balvaar gave pressure on her back neck. He turned it to make her face his penis, " Take it in now...or else anyway you will be force-fed my cock but it wont get over soon, you will have to chew on this for all day." He blackmailed her to remember their deal. 
Kajal hesitantly opened her mouth. The gap was big enough for Balvaar's dick to make entry. With his hand below her head his rod intruded into her mouth like a bullet.
"Woouhhww....wowwwh..." Kajal gagged on his black cock, tasting it's filthy moistures along with it her vaginal juices. It was surely bigger than his son's and more harder. Like an iron rod it was for her as it slowly slid beyond her jaw. 

"Oaaaaa.." she could only react in vowels. Water welled up in her eyes and flowed down her nose as his meat choked her mouth. 
Balvaar didnt seem to stop from going deeper until her uvula. She fought with her hands trying to push his meat out since she couldnt pull her head back due to Balaar holding it firmly. With his free hand he caught both her protesting arms and held them high, stretching them entirely above her head. 
"Stop fighting and be a good girl Kaju...and dont you dare bite..then I'll bite back" Balvaar threatened inspite of seeing her shake her head left and right in disapproval, telling him to take it out. But Balvaar was far off from listening to her pleads and as she shook her head his hard meat rummaged between her soft lips and her sloppy tongue. He didnt want to take it out now no matter what. He began slowly riding his dick in and out of her mouth exploring it. 

"Oww...hoo...Oww..." Kajal's cheek reflected the impression of his cock's head jamming inside her. Her two openings were being ravished at the same time by two black cocks. She had to dance on Kanta's bullet-like dick while sucking the dirt out of Balvaar's meat with her hands held above. 


Kanta lifted his head looking at Kajal getting mouth fucked by his partner and it was such a sight to watch her take it all in.    
To make it more fun from his side, he slapped both of her levering thighs making it come to life, "Thaappp" giving her like an electric shock which she is unable to groan for. "Grind it Bitch...yeahhh..."   

Balvaar held her scalp and increased the speed manually, "Yesss...ahhhh...yesss". 
"Mm...mmm...mmmm" Saliva drooled out from Kajal's mouth. Kanta cupped both her breasts hard for grip.
Soon Balvaar took out his cock from her mouth as his leftover cum from last night spatted on Kajal's hair. But she was too worked up to care since she was getting her breath back after that deepthroat, while Kanta was not done with his pounding yet. Balvaar dashed on the bed near them. 

Kanta sat up. Along with Kajal he dragged himself to the edge of the bed. He locked Kajal's knee around his back and indicated her to continue riding his cock. And she complied exactly like he wanted. He pulled her long black hair down from her back, and buried his face into her cleavage while she drove.
Kanta's sweat flowed down and added to his meat as lubrication.
"Yes, Kaju....Yes.." Kanta was in the midst of cumming while Kajal's orgasm finally came to an end. Her juices spurted out on Kanta's cock while she moaned to herself.
Kanta picked her weight, turned towards the bed and dropped her down. He got up holding his dick in his hand. And within a couple of strokes, strong white semen poured out of his dick and into Kajal's sexy cleavage. 

Since her orgasms were done with, she was back on her senses. She disgustedly got up, with all the cum on her breasts, and ran into the bathroom. Kanta fell on the bed near Garjan. He could hear the water pouring down from the tap in the bathroom. Kajal splashed water on her breasts. It was not enough to clear the sticky cum of Kanta from her bust. With her hands she wiped it clean, and only later realised some cum sticking in her hair.
Both Balvaar and Kanta laid contently in their bed, after having got settled the compensation they wanted. But it was not over yet. They had to make good terms with Garjan.
Out of curiosity, Kanta asked, "What was that fetish of Garjan you were talking about?"
Balvaar replied, "Ohh....He is a Sadist !"

[ks6996]

Will surely do friends. I started the story only to experiment with my writing skills and I have to say its not really my best work. Since its been a long time, I've completely lost my touch with the flow of the story. And also I'm working on a few short stories currently. I promise I will get back to this sooner.

[ks6996]

 

Hello people ! First of all, I want to apologize for being inactive for such a long period of time in this thread. I defnitely deserve all your wrath for leaving you halfway in my fantasy. I even noticed someone had voted that they dont want the story to continue anymore. Ouch...that angry huh? Lol. Thats alright. I deserve it. 

But, today I am here with good news. I have decided to work on Kajal Aggarwal again, I mean the story.  I am going to complete this series before jumping off to other projects. I hope you forgive me for forsaking you in the past, I can ensure that wont happen again. 

Now, I got a small update to the story coming up. I would be dropping it off in some time. Its not much, but its to warm you up with whatever had happened so far, along with one hot surprise.  As time goes, I promise you bigger and sexier updates. Thank You !

[ks6996]

PART 9

Moving On

Cold water streamed down from the shower, piercing her naked body like shrills of ice. Kajal stood below, her long hair soaked by the pour and getting woven together like a mermaid's, her arms folded tightly to her mammaries while she had been standing still for almost 20 minutes in her bathroom. 


It was evident from her dead eyes that her still-body was in one place and her mind in another. Not even the icy water pinching her body could revive her spirits and let her forget the events that unfolded in the last 24 hours. 

Everytime she closed her eyes, moments of how Balvaar & his perverted family spoiled her flashed in her head. Balvaar's big hairy hands, Kanta's paan-stenching face, Parvesh's stinky pubic hair, all those memories resonated over her body, sending shivers down her spine. 

Kajal broke out to tears. Her cold eyes finally decided to let out all her sufferings. She had gone through a tough day, after having to pay for her father's debt with her own body. 
Tears flooded down her cheeks unrestrainingly, disappearing into the shower's strong flow and gushing down the sink indifferently. 

But, Kajal was a very strong woman. It was not in her character to break down because of some misfortunate events. She realised that she didnt earn her 'superstar' status in the Cinema industry by backing-down when people opposed her. She literally clawed her way to the top by being a bossy bitch and by knowing how & where to hit back. 

Next second, she swallowed in all her pain. She decided she wasnt going to dwell on the memory of a bunch of brutes harassing her, that she wont stay intimidated anymore and that its now her time for payback. 

Her legs stiffened up. She released her hands from her chest and slid her fingers into her hair, right from her forehead to all the way backwards, making sure all the shampoo she had applied before had dissolved and cleansed the place where someone's else's stinky cum had been before.

Lifting her face up and letting it sink directly in the cold pour of the shower, she determined to act smart the next time and deal with those assholes. She decided she was not going to honour the deal she had made before with the goons, the one where they cornered her and coerced her to agree to sleep with one more person. Kajal said to herself 'No more'

She was prepared for a war this time. When those morons come knocking again, she decided not to succumb to their threats but rather hurl them back against them. 

But, that fight was not today's concern. She turned off the shower nozzle and walked out of her bathroom. She stepped into her lavish bedroom with only her bath-towel wrapped around her.

Just when she started to feel like the day was already behind her, she noticed the crushed gray-sheets of the mattress over her huge queen-sized bed. That is where Balvaar was messing with her privates the previous night. 

Quickly, she adjusted the sheets and took care of its wrinkles, restoring it with its elegant look. 
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She picked up a pair of pyjamas from her dresser and switched her bath-towel with it. After getting into her night-dress, she checked the wall-clock over the dressing-table that stood straight-opposie to the bed. The time was almost 8 PM. She realised it had been nearly 4 hours since Balvaar had dropped her back at her home. 

She couldnt erase from her mind what an uncomfortable journey it was, riding on the back of a two-wheeler for hours, driven by a bastard. And not to mention the scorching sun; she had to cover herself from toe to head despite the weather to avoid getting noticed by the public. 

She exhaled deeply, trying to keep her calm and not remember any more details about the day. She took herself out of her room. 

The hall was deserted. The giant LED TV was running but the 3-Seater sofa that laid opposite to it had no one on it. She walked to the kitchen, which was adjacent to the dining room. 

She caught her dad roaming around in there, picking stuffs from the cupboard. He had made dinner for both of them. She saw two plates over the counter that seperated the dining room from the kitchen. They were filled with Pasta, her favourite kind. 

Impressed by her dad's cooking, she took one plate in her hand and sat on one of the chairs before the huge wooden dining-table. She hadnt eaten properly since the night before. And all she got in Balvaar's house was some cheap street-food, the taste of which her tastebuds didnt prefer. Hence, the colourful dish appeared like a cure for all her worries. 

While she was captivated by the delicious aroma of the meal before her, her father placed a glass of water near her plate for her. Then, he took another glass for himself along with the other plate that was over the counter, and sat in the chair opposite to her. 

Vimalan quietly went through his meal without speaking anything. His behaviour had been the same since she had seen him this evening, without having spoken a single word to her yet.

Kajal took it as a sign of guilt. The fact that it was because of his foolish faults that his daughter had now suffered must be killing him from underneath, she thought. Well, his guilty silence was not cheering her up either. He didnt even have the courtesy to look her in the eye. All he did was look at his plate and eat his pasta.

His silence made Kajal uneasy with herself. She was trying to move on from the past but her father's actions, or the lack of it, wasnt helping her. It made her uncomfortable to a point where her favourite food was not appetizing any more. 

After only eating a couple of spoons, she began feeling like the food was making her feel heavy in her chest. She didnt seem to be hungry anymore, atleast not with a speechless father before her. 

She picked up the plate and stashed it inside the fridge in the kitchen. She came back to the table and picked up her big glass of water that her quite father placed for her before. She drank all of it to the end, gargling some and then gulping it down the throat till the last drop.

Having no more business around, Kajal got back to her room. She turned on the air-conditioner and buried herself into her bedsheet, over the bed. Shutting her eyes close, she hoped to sleep. But she felt like her mind was not ready for a nap yet. 

Several minutes passed, and all she did was restlessly wiggle inside her bedsheet, shifting sides, desperately trying to get comfortable and force herself into sleep. 

A long hour passed with absolutely no success. Kajal just stared into the silent darkness of the room. The whirring noise from the air-conditioner felt more louder for her ears than the usual. 

The darkness and the cold silence did everything other than putting her mind to sleep. It inevitably made her have thoughts about what happened earler during the day. 

Though she was already over everything that happened to her, things like these take time to get erased from the mind. She knew that very well. That is why, instead of just lying there and letting her mind wander hopelessly into the past, she decided to divert her mind to other things. That has always been her way to overcome tramautic events in her life; To divert herself and do newer things so that old memories get replaced by new ones.

She immediately got her tight butt out of the bed and stormed out of the room, picking her laptop on the way. 

The lights were out in the hall. So She assumed her father must've went to bed, turning off all the lights in the house. 


She turned on the designer-lights that mildly illuminated the place in a dark-blue shade. She sat on the sofa, opened her laptop and googled her favourite saree-shopping website.

That was Kajal's way of escapism. She loved to shop. Nothing calmed her mind more than the thrill of browsing through pages of attires, gawking at all the pretty sarees & lingeries like a 14 year old kid. Her mind never gets bored even after scrolling through dozens and dozens of pages of clothings. 

It made her remember her sister, Nisha, for a moment, who never misses the chance to make fun of her shopping addiction. Also, she recollected her mother, Sunandhi, telling her that she would be returning home tomorrow. Kajal felt it would be nice to have her mother around, especially during tough times, even though she knew she couldnt tell about any of the events that has been troubling her recently. She didnt want to break her mother's heart.

Time flew by as Kajal got pulled into her laptop's screen. Hundreds of designed clothes scrolled by while her unresting eyes coarsed through each one of them. She never cared to check the time as she loved to keep her engaged in something finally. 

As she kept scrolling and scrolling, seeing if something is worthy enough to catch her attention, she ended up stumbling upon a gorgeous outfit finally. 

It was a beautiful saree. Its bright-yellow colour so graceful in its look, it was an eyeful to watch. The blue blouse with red stripes,the pattern that also ran over the saree's pallu, was another attractive element that made it special to her eyes. 

It was an eye-turner. Instantly, she knew it would go very well with her milky-fair skin. 

Without delaying any further seconds, she searched for the 'Add To Cart' option. But, what she found instead was a one-line note in blue saying 'Sale Begins At 2 AM, Sunday'.

Thats when it occurred to her to look at whats the time then. It was about 12:15. The saree would be on sale in less than 2 hours. 

The thing with such elegant designer sarees are, they are unique. Which means, there is only one of them out there. And Kajal wanted to possess the one. 

After having spent more than a couple of hours in the laptop, her eyes began to strain and demand some rest. All of a sudden, she could feel her muscles loosen up, her body tense down and relax. She was on the verge of a sleep, she could feel it in her head as it gradually dizzied up. She let out a deep yawn and was ready to hit the bed at any moment and sleep for hours. 

But...the sale. The saree wasnt something she was willing to lose over for her sleep. So, she took out her mobilephone and set an alarm at 1:55 AM. She wanted to click the purchase option at exactly 2:00 so that someone else doesnt precede her. 

She closed her laptop, shut the mini-lights off and went to her room. The place was freezing as she had left the air-conditioner running when she had got out of the room before. The air in the room was cold enough to seep inside her pyjamas and prickle her tender insides. 

She turned on the lamp on her dressing table and dropped her mobile there after looking at her figure in the mirror for a brief moment. Turning the lamp off, she headed back for her bed. 

The mattress felt more comfortable than before as it softly sinked in along with her booty. She stretched her long legs over the bed and slowly dropped her head on the pillow. Relief coarsed throughout her body. She covered herself from the cold with the help of her soothing bed-sheet, as her eyelids slowly closed down peacefully. In a matter of seconds, she nodded off.


~Time Passes~


Kajal's eyelids quivered before they slowly opened up. For her, the place didnt seem any different than when her eyes were closed. It was too dark, still.

She did feel like she hadnt slept enough, so she guessed it could not have been long since she went to sleep. The only thing she could make out in the darkness was the green radium-glow of the two hands inside the wall-clock. She struggled to read the time from it but she soon figured out it was somewhere around...3'o clock?!

What? She was confused how she couldnt hear her alarm. Did she not set it right? Had she overslept? 

Before anything, she wanted to get out of the bed and get her laptop running. She lifted her body up, but......she couldnt. She tried lifting it again, but her hands wont co-operate. She could only raise her head but nothing else down from there. 

And soon, she realised, she couldnt move her arms either. She could feel her fingers touch the head of the bed, on both the ends with her right & left hands. The only thing was that she couldnt seem to move them from either of the sides. 

And that wasnt all. Similarly, she could feel her legs being in such an uncomfortable position too, unable to move despite trying. 

She began to worry. Was she in a dream? No, everything felt too real; the strain in her feet, the tightness around her arms, and the cold was the worst of all. It was freezing more than she could bear. Out of all, what made it more scarier was she couldnt see anything at all out of the pitch-black darkness. 

Kajal grew agitated by the moment. She didnt know what to do; to scream, call out for help? Her mind was raging with fear. 

And thats when the light came into the room through the opening-door. As the door to the room slowly creaked open, the bright light from the outside glared like a star, making Kajal's eyes shrink in reaction.

She could only make out a blurry figure walking inside the room through the door. Before her eyes could adapt to the light, the door shut close, making the room dark again. 

Before Kajal could guess whats going on, she heard a click of a switch, and the room lights turned on.

The lights turned out to be too sensitive and startled her eyes. She turned her face away, squinching her eyelids. Everything was too blurry before things slowly started coming to focus. 

And the first thing that caught her attention was...the ropes. Both her hands and her legs were tied to the bed firmly with rubber ropes. Her right arm stretched & tightly tied to the farthest rail on the right, making her unable to move it even by an inch. Same with her left hand. Her feet were stretched widely apart from each other, leaving her vaginal entrance unguarded, and tied to the rails at the bottom of the bed.

And the next thing that shocked her nerves was how there wasnt even a single garment covering her body. She was nude from head to toe, her fragile body lying bare to the coldness of the room. 

Bewildered by everything she had noticed, and wondering how she slept through all this without even feeling a thing, she turned her gaze to the fat figure that stood beside the bed. 

A short man, seemingly old from the poor hair left on his head, ogled at her nude body. Before Kajal's shivering lips was able to say anything, the man smiled, his grin filled with greyish yellow teeth.

"Ahh...you are finally awake." The man spoke in his gruffy voice, "Hello Kajal, I am Garjan". Saying this, he threw his big silly grin back again on his mouth.

Kajal was beyond terrified. The man, whom she was planning to fight with, now had her naked on ropes in her own bed. She helplessly wiggled, her naked body jumping up and down over the mattress, trying to cut away from the ropes. With Garjan's eyes hungrily leering at her struggles, she had no idea what her fate had decided for her. 

 

[ks6996]

Long overdue but worthy enough
Great work
Keep updating regularly
You are doing a great job but I just want to suggest some ideas
Let there be brutal gangbang full of cumshot and bukake
Even let her boobs release milk while being fucked
Blackmail her and transform her into top class slut and earn from her

Noted !