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neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:39 AM

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Radhika Mittal was married to Mahesh for last 19 years. They belonged to a rich and high class Marwari family in Kolkata. She had two daughters, Reema (18) and Akansha (16). Radhika was married at the age of 16 and had her 1st child in the 1st year itself. Today she is about 36 years old. Like any other Marwari families, they used to live in a joint family in a posh locality. Recently, Mahesh had started a new business which required him to relocate to an independent bungalow, with a huge garden and servant quarter in posh south Kolkata locality. Being a wealthy man, Mahesh quickly managed to set up everything. Radhika also made friends with other ladies in the same locality. She soon started to join kitty parties and other activities with them.

neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:41 AM

Radhika had everything in her life, a loving husband, two sweet daughters, a lavish life. But the only thing she used to miss was a thrilling sex life. It's not like Mahesh was bad at bed but he wasn't that good either. He used to fuck her 2 -- 3 times a week lasting barely 5 minutes each time. Like all other Marwari guys, he was bald, potbellied & extremely workaholic. His primary goal in life was making money. This workaholic nature of Mahesh had already affected his sex life. After Mahesh was done ejaculating his cum inside his wife mostly in a missionary position, he would just roll over and sleep, not caring about making his wife cum. Radhika used to feel high and dry, left with hunger for more, mostly making herself cum by masturbating. However the sticky cum of her husband in her pussy sticking on her fingers made masturbating an unpleasant exercise. This emptiness started to effect her. But being a good & faithful wife she never discussed it with anyone. She tried to keep herself busy with household work & kitty parties.

One day in a kitty party, someone came up with an idea to start social activities. Radhika promptly agreed to it along with other few ladies. They quickly setup a small NGO to help the needy people. Finance was never a problem as all of them used to belong to wealthy families. On weekends they started to go to old age homes, orphanage etc. for giving donations & relief materials, helping them out and spending time with them. They also setup a small office in Radhika's home. They became quite popular with their humanitarian activities in Kolkata. A lot of people approached them with their problems, asking for help.
On one Sunday, Radhika was sitting in her office along with some other ladies, discussing their next activity. Few men approached their office. Radhika recognized one of them as local MLA politician. They started discussing plight of Rohingya refugees who had fled Myanmar in last few years in nearby refugee camp located in a nearby village. The MLA invited Radhika & her team to visit the refugee camp & requested relief materials. The MLA explained that since many political parties are opposing their re-settlement in India, they cannot openly help the of Rohingya refugees. However they offered additional funds to the NGO if they agree to support the of Rohingya refugees. In this way, the humanitarian purpose of the NGO would be fulfilled, without the hassels of a political confrontation.
After they were gone, Radhika & her team went online & found that these are ***** refugees & all of them are considered illegal in India. However few political parties are trying of provide them with legal refugee status. After some discussion, the decided to agree on this arrangement. After all, they do not need to spend a single penny from their own pocket and in future there is a good chance of getting more funds.
Next Sunday they started their trip to refugee camp. The MLA had arranged a bus & all supplies were loaded. He also provided them with few party people to guide & help them distributing the materials. Within 1 hour, they arrived at the refugee camp. As soon as they entered the camp, around 100 -- 150 men women and children gathered around them. Radhika's team started distributing the items but it was a total chaos.
Some 8 young boys were selected from the refugee camp to help out Radhika, as she was the team leader. All the 8 boys mostly stayed around her, forming a protective ring, just like a VIP or politician or an industrialist or big film star would have around them. Radhika felt like an important person, that people were appreciating her efforts, and she felt important, which was a welcome break from her monotonous and boring life. All the boys stayed around her until she sent then for an errand and they would return back to her. Post initial hiccups, eventually distribution became easy. The party cadres helped a lot to bring order to the mob.
After sometimes, Radhika felt the need to pee and asked one of the female helper member about any facility for taking a piss. The volunteer replied that there is a tent put up by Red cross and an Indian style bio toilet for use. Radhika went and relieved herself, feeling that atleast the toilet was clean. She never expected to find a toilet in a refugee camp, let alone a clean one. Little did she know that it was just a starting of a new chapter in her life.
Radhika & few other members started to survey the camp. They were talking to the refugees, hearing them out. Radhika was astonished to find majority of the camp population were kids. Each family had 5 to 6 kids on average. And the men had more than one wives, which was typical for a ***** husband. Moreover some ***** girls from vicinity have married these ***** men, even becoming their 2nd or 3rd wives and have started a family with them. She wondered in her heart about how does these ***** men take care of their wives and children. How do they manage to fuck their multiple wives and produce so many children. She thought about living conditions, education, health care etc. The question that really intrigued her was the virility of these ***** men, and their ability to produce so many children. She looked around and saw that most of them were malnutrition victims, naked or scantly dressed and looked dirty.

neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:42 AM

he was speaking to one such family. The group gathered near a house and started listening to them. Radhika was standing in middle of the crowd. She was wearing a saree, along with the traditional make up of a ***** married lady like bangles, rings, sindoor etc. Suddenly she felt something hard was touching her ass. At first she ignored it but then she felt it again and again. She turned and that the 8 boys were standing just behind her and she was shocked that they had tactfully managed to separate her from her friends. She understood that one of them were touching her ass with his dick. She was just going to protest but noticed that one of them had a small knife in his hand. That boy touched the knife against her belly and put a finger against his mouth. She understood that he was asking her to be silent and she was frightened so she kept mum.

The boys were touching her boobs, belly and ass. Soon they started to press them with their fingers. Radhika could not say a word and stood like a statue. She was being groped up by strange men, her ass was getting pinched, her buttocks groped, and a hand or two would rest on her waist, caressing them, and she could do nothing about it. She could not even see their faces properly, as the assault would happen from behind. All she was doing was to cooperate, stand stoically and look on straight ahead even as the men played with her rear bottom discreetly. Aslam, who was their apparent leader appeared to the most ruthless and uncouthed, like a typical ***** slum lord. His palms were now on her ass. Both of his hands were now massaging and squeezing her giant rear end. He lifted a finger and started to trace her panty line, with his minions shielding his activities to most people. After few minutes, he held both her boobs from behind and started squeezing them harder. Radhika felt both shame and anger but she also got aroused as it's been a while that she had been touched by a man.
For the next ten minutes, each of this low class ragamuffin hoodlum minions took their turn with Radhika. Each of them stood behind her, wrapped their arms around her voluminous body, and rubbed themselves against her rear. Their hands, while playing with her tummy, would sometimes go up and cup her humongous breasts. Radhika was helpless as each men dry humped her buttocks. Of course, while each man was taking a turn with Radhika, the others were forming a protective "circle" around her, preventing most people from seeing what was going on. Soon all the boys had finished squeezing her boobs. The chat was over and it was time to move on. Radhika saw this opportunity and quickly went with her friends.
The group of 8 boys continued to follow her around the camp. They were trying to get close to her every time. Radhika saw nothing but lust their eyes for her. She noticed that the boys were about 18-19 years old. Radhika was still aroused from her recent exploitation. Her nipples were stiff due to hard pressing. As Radhika was about to board her car to go home, one of them came close to her, smiled and thanked her for her help. "Thank you, ma'am for coming to our camp and helping everyone." He reached out and took her hand for a hand shake while smiling. Radhika was terrified but managed to stay normal. Once he was gone, she realized that in pretence of handshake, the boy had slipped a small note in her hands. Radhika quietly took a seat and opened the note which read as.........
"You are the most beautiful and nice person we have ever seen. We enjoyed standing near you and would love to have a chance to know each others deeply. My number is 97*******0, please call me. Thank you, Aslam."
Unable to think anything, she kept the note inside her blouse and sat back.
After reaching home, she quickly went to bathroom. She sat on the floor and broke down in tears. Her mind could not shake those horrific images of her molestation few hours back. But while remembering those she also felt bit sensation in her pussy, a pussy which was underused, and a pussy which deserved a thick long dick. She got undressed and stood in front of mirror. She looked at her boobs which looked red due to massage by those boys. Her nipples were still erect due to the what had happened. She softly squeezed them and they hurt a little. She was getting aroused thinking those boys pressing her boobs. The image of boys half her age taking a sexual interest in her aroused her. She felt naughtily exited, that she was an object of desire for boys half her age, even though they were slum dogs.
Slowly she started to massage them well after applying some olive oil. She continued to massage with right hand and slipped the left one between her thighs. She was very wet by now. She quickly inserted two fingers inside her wet cunt and started massaging her insides. She started moaning. She was fully in heat just like a bitch. Her fingers moved fast inside her pussy. Soon she lied one the bathroom floor naked and came within few minutes moaning like a whore "ohhhhhh, yeahhhhh..., oh my God, yes yes yes yes yesssss....". Feeling satisfied, she turned on the shower and let water flow over her naked body. She was exhausted. Cold water made her relax. After shower, she lied naked on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
Next morning, she woke up early, went to kitchen, made tiffin for her husband and daughters. Once they left, she just sat back and turned on the TV. Suddenly she remembered about the note she got from that boy. "Shit, where did I put that? I hope Mahesh did not saw it" she rushed to her bedroom to find it. After much time she finally found it inside her bra which she was wearing yesterday. She took it and read it once again. She got disgusted while reading it and was going to tear it. Then she stopped, saw the phone number. "I'll show this guy what I can do. How dare he and his friends touched me? Bunch of slum dwellers." She quickly dialed the number with much anger, ready to give a good scolding to that boy.
The phone rang and suddenly she started to lose her confidence. She thought "fuck it, they are not worth of it." She was about to hang up but someone just picked it on the other end. "Hello..." She just became frozen with fear. "Shit, he got my mobile number now". The voice from other end came again "Hello..". She quickly disconnected the call and turned off the phone. "Shit, what was I thinking? Hope he did not understand it was me" she kept the phone on her table and sat back on sofa.

neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:43 AM

She was nervous. But was able to put her head on other things. Soon she forgot about it and started cooking. It was almost afternoon and her door bell rang. She opened it and found her neighbor Geeta bhabhi was standing there. "Are you alright? Why is your phone switched off? You know Mahesh was trying to call you and he is very angry when he was calling me?" Radhika remembered that her phone is turned off. She quickly thanked her for the information. Once Geeta went back she turned on her phone and called Mahesh. "Where are you? Do you know how many times I called you?" Mahesh was furious and gave her a scolding over the phone. She apologized and said "sorry, the battery was down." Mahesh asked her to look inside his desk and check if a certain file was there. She found it and Mahesh told her that he is sending his driver to get it.

After Mahesh hanged up, the phone rang again. There were 4 wats up messages from an unknown number. She looked at it and was shocked to notice that it was from Aslam. Her hands were literally shaking and after bit hesitation she opened the message.
Message 1 -- "is that you who just called?"
Message 2 -- "I know it's you. Are you shy to talk? Come on, turn on your phone and I'll turn you on."
Message 3 -- "we enjoyed every moment with you yesterday but we are still hungry for more. I know you have much to give. Don't be shy. We all can have a good time together."
Message 4 -- "I know how married ***** women lust after younger ***** boys. Are you shy to talk? We both can satisfy each other. "
Radhika was shocked at the audacity of these boys. She didn't knew what to do. She was just going to block the number and suddenly she received a video clip. It was taken yesterday when she was using the toiler for pissing. There was a Smart Mobile phone hidden that captured her relieving herself, capturing her from the front angle. The 30 second clip showed her clearly face from the front and she lifting her saree and then pulling down her panties and the pissing, from her rather hairy pussy. Then she pulled her panties up, adjusted her saree and came out. Then she received another clip, captured from the back side, showing her big round ass and asshole.
A new message came.
Message 5 -- "we expect your call by an hour else you would be all over porn sites."
Radhika was completely shocked. Radhika simply didn't know what to do. She was angry, not only on the boys but on herself. She sat down to think what she should do. "Shall I tell Mahesh? He has good connections with security officer. He can nail them. But what if the clips gets online? What if someone recognizes me? They will think of me as a whore. My life, my family all would be ruined. No, I need to deal with them myself. No one should know."
Back here in refugee camp, Aslam, the boy who was sending those messages, was sitting with others his gang. He just turned 21 last month, a typical ***** teen boy. He was 6 feet tall, had a beard, dark skin with dark eyes and had curly hair. He had a sharp nose and facial features and was rather well built for a slum kid, due to the kind of labour work he did occasionally. All of his friends are of same complexion. He was just sitting and chatting about yesterday's fun they had with the beautiful and ripe ***** woman. Aslam was showing them the messages to her sent by him. "Bravo man, that bitch had the nicest tits I had ever squeezed." Sufi told them. Hamid, Kashim, Azhar and all others agreed. "Just wait and watch boys. With ,.''s blessings, we all shall make beef biryani with her body and have her for feast like Eid." Aslam proudly said.
These boys, a gang of 8 exactly, were notorious not just in camps but in nearby villages too. They openly roam around while teasing girls of all ages. They had a few successes scoring with young girls. Once they had kidnapped and banged one refugee girl from nearby village. The security officer did not intervene as the had protection from political parties. They prefer ***** girls which gives them a certain kick. Just the thought of body of ***** girls would send their huge circumcised dicks rising. The idea of fucking her body and ejaculating inside Radhika gave them a thrill. The first time they saw Radhika, they were hell-bent to fuck her. Although they molested her, their hunger was still on for the beautiful, sexy matured ***** Marwari woman.
"Shhhh..." Aslam asked others to stay silent as his phone rang. "Hello..." He said with an evil grin in his face.
"Hello... It's me." Radhika said with a trembling voice over the phone.
Aslam- "Who? Our bitch?"
Radhika - "Listen u asshole, don't talk to me like that. You know I can handover you to security officer."
Aslam- "Will that help you bitch? All of my friends got your clips. Any of one gets caught, others will upload them and you'll be famous." Aslam said calmly.
Radhika - "No, please don't. What do you want, my husband is wealthy, name your price and I'll arrange that.
Aslam-"We don't want your money, bitch."
Radhika - "Then what the hell do you want?"
Aslam said after a short pause "YOU"
Radhika - "What do you mean?"
Aslam understood that his 'bitch' will now listen. He continued -
"You see bitch, me and my friends were immediately smitten by you the second you stepped foot in our camp. Since we could not fuck you yesterday, our dicks are still hard. If you are kind enough to spread your legs and accommodate us one by one, we can think of deleting the clips."
Radhika felt like earth has moved under her feet. Her head started spinning and she was barely able to hold the phone.
"Why are doing this to me? I can't do that. Please understand, I'm a married woman." She cried.
"We know bitch. That's what makes us more horny. Fucking you all night long, getting your milky white ass red by slapping and dumping our cum in deep inside your holy married ***** pussy." Aslam said with excitement.
Radhika - "No. There must be another way. Please, I'm begging you. I won't do anything. Please leave me alone."
"OK then, congratulations on being famous" Aslam disconnected the call.
"What was that buddy?" Hamid asked. "Why did u cut the call?" "Don't worry" Aslam replied. "She will call again. I have her under my grip"
In her home, Radhika was shivering and crying with her head between her knees. "Why did I had to start charity? Why the fuck I needed to go there? This would not have happened then. Radhika sat back and started to think. "What shall I do? These guys are after my body? Why? I'm not that good looking person like a Mumbai model. What do they really want? What if they post the clips? He seemed pissed off while disconnecting the call. If I do as he is telling me then I'll be ruined. If I don't do it then my whole family life will be ruined. What will Mahesh think of me? What if my daughters think of me if the clips gets online? I can't think. She quickly deleted all messages and clips sent by Aslam. Mahesh and her daughters sometimes checks her phone. It was needed to conceal the truth. She thought of buying some time from Aslam.
Without thinking much, she called him. Aslam was anxiously waiting for her call. When his phone rang, he proudly showed it to his friends. He received the call, this time on speaker and asked his friends to remain quite.
"Hello bitch. Tell me. You were thinking of my dick?"

neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:45 AM

Radhika - "Hey look, don't talk to me like that."

"OK then, bye." Aslam was going to hang up and Radhika screamed in fear.

Radhika - "Wait wait wait, please do not disconnect. Just tell me what do you really want. I'll give you."

"I already told you. You want to know in details? OK. You are like a holy ***** cow. Me and my friends are ***** chef and we are here to make beef biryani out of your beautiful body. First we will make you naked. Each one of us will fondle and finger your body and extract our pleasure. Then you will suck our cocks one by one. After that, we will put our dicks deep inside you and fuck you in all your holes. We would take turns and cum in your hole one by one. Happy to know now, bitch?"

Radhika was in awe to know what these boys wants to do with her. She could not say anything. Aslam asked "you there bitch?"

Radhika - "Yes yes, I was listening."

Aslam - "So tell me now, are you ready to be the bitch you are?"

Radhika could not give an answer. She disconnected the call in panic.

"Shit man. You made her run again." Kashim said this time. "Wait for it asshole. What do you think? It's that easy? That bitch might not have seen any other cock other than her husband's. Trust me and I promise you, that I will soon be ejaculating inside her."

Radhika was again crying sitting on her sofa. "Are these guys human? They want to turn me into a street whore? I never ever fucked anyone else other than Mahesh in my life. I've been a chaste, pious and devoted ***** woman in all my life. Why did you do this to me God, tell me?" She quickly ran to her home made Mandir and laid there in front of her idol. Sobbing and heartbroken. She was quietly crying when her phone beeped again. It was Aslam's message. Soon the images of herself being molested came to her mind. Unknowingly her left hand started to squeeze her left boob. 'Ahhhhh.... ohhhhhh....'she moaned. She came to the realization bit later and her heart filled with disgust for herself. "What am I doing? Getting aroused by the filthy thoughts of myself getting molested? How low I've gotten?" Her head was filled with questions. She got up and called him up.

"Hello.." Aslam said.

Radhika - "Hello, "Look I need to think about it."

Aslam- "Think, bitch think. We give you 24 hours for it."

"We?" Radhika asked "wait, how many are you?"

"8" Aslam replied.

"God, no. Please don't tell me that all of you want to fuck me."

Aslam understood that his bitch was on heat. He asked with a grin "don't tell me you don't know what a gangbang is."

Radhika had seen gangbang porn videos with Mahesh. There was a white young girl getting fucked by as many as 6 black men. After they were finished, the girl had no energy left in her body. They want to do that with her?

"No no no no no, I can't do that. I mean I've never done that in my life."

"There is always a first time for everything. Don't worry, we will not harm you. Just be our private slut and all this will be over soon." Aslam said laughingly.

"Please let me think. But for sure I cannot do a gangbang." Radhika said those words in a trance.

"Ha ha, you have 24 hours from now on. Either all of us else you know the result."

Aslam disconnected the call and said to his buddies, "she will be ready. She just doesn't know that yet." "How do you know? Rashid asked. "Did You did not hear her? She is confused right now about the choice between a gangbang or a single man fuck. This basically implies that she has sub-consciously given consent for atleast a single man fuck. The other boys got a boost of confidence. After all, they have always enjoyed ***** girls together and Aslam has been a champ in turning them into sex hungry whores.

Back at her flat, Radhika was sitting motionless. She just got 24 hours ultimatum by a teenage boy. Either she would lose holiness of her body to a group of filthy Muslims and she would have to lose everything she holds dear in her life. "What should I do now? I cannot be degraded by these young boys. God knows what will they do with me if I surrender myself to them. If I don't then they will destroy my family for sure. I would be ashamed in both cases. What shall I do? Should I commit suicide? That would be the only solution. But what will happen to my husband or our daughters? What is the guarantee that they will not upload my pics online after my death and if my family finds it out? What would happen then?"

Although the questions were still striking in her head. Mahesh called her later in the evening, informing that he would he in a meeting with clients and will reach late. Radhika's daughters had finished their dinner. Post they went to bed, Radhika confined herself in her room. She was all alone again. She was thinking about getting some advice from someone trustworthy without revealing much details. After sometime, she thought of calling her mother. She called her up and both started chatting. She was trying to talk in a normal voice but her mom understood something was off.

"Tell me frankly. Are you OK? You seem a little sad honey."

"No mom, everything is fine. It's just that I'm missing Mahesh."

neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:46 AM

Radhika lied conveniently.

"OK then, it's time for me to go to bed. Talk to you later hon."
"No no, wait."
"What happened?"
"You see, there is a friend of mine who is facing a dilemma. She had asked me but I don't have an answer. Can you help her, please?
"What is it honey? Tell me."
Radhika thought a little and said "she was asking if her family is in danger and the only way to save them is by sacrificing herself, knowing that it might ruin her life entirely, what she should do?"
"What kind of question is this? Seems very serious. Is your friend alright?"
"She didn't told me anything. Just asked me." Radhika said with a fast beating heart.
"Hmm, let me think. So she has to sacrifice herself in order to save her family, right?
And even if she sacrifices herself, she knows her life will be ruined by this decision. Tough question to answer." Her mom said thinking. "I think she should sacrifice herself if her family could be saved from a great danger. You see, family comes first."
Radhika rushingly asked "but her life will be ruined, what about that?
"Look honey, I don't know who this friend you mentioned, but if she is a strong lady, then she should be able to overcome it."
"Thanks mom. You are the best guide I ever had in my life." Radhika said thankfully.
"But any advice for my friend here who is about to sacrifice herself?
"Yes, she should be headstrong with the decision she is making and should not hesitate to make sacrifices to save her family. After all Family comes First."
Radhika got a bit relaxed after talking to her mom. She thought she will think positively and make her decision. After all, moms know best. This thought of putting their husband and family has bee in ingrained in the minds of ***** girls since beginning. They see their mothers do it and soon follow suit. Their religion also endorses this view.
It was 11 PM and Mahesh had still not returned from office. Radhika was half asleep in her bed. She was wearing a nice night dress gifted by her husband. She started to dream. She saw that it was immense dark around her. She had no clue where she was. She was laid on a bed, completely naked, like a virgin bride celebrating her honeymoon, waiting for her lover to take her virginity and make her a women.
A hunk of a man, a true male specimen with muscular body, and long hair covering his pace was approaching her. His body scent filled the room and made her more wet. She started examining his body and soon her eyes fell on his abdomen. A beautiful circumcised penis of 9 inches, fully erect was in her view. She knew that this was the tool that would take her virginity and usher her into a world of bodily pleasure. He smiled, and lowered himself between her legs. He played with her moist pussy lips for a moment and then guided his cock towards her and began to push against her pussy. He moved it gently up and down, looking for the right spot. Slowly he leaned forward and was looking into her eyes, and kissed her passionately. He started sliding slowly deeper and deeper. He again eased back more and then thrust a little deeper. The cock was pushing against the walls. He drew back, and then down. He eased his hips lower. He rose and pushed down again, not any deeper but a little faster. He was coating his penis with her juices, which seemed to be flowing more freely. On his next downward motion, he stopped and began to apply more pressure and his cock tore up the hymen. This caused her to caused in pain...and pleasure......
She woke up from her sleep. She was covered in her own perspiration. What shocked her is, she was masturbating the whole time. Her fingers were deep inside her pussy. Her hand was covered in her own cum. "What a dream?" She thought. "But why am I horny? I should be disgusted. But my pussy is disagreeing with me. Why, Radhika why?" Her questions made her restless. She looked at the clock, it was 12 midnight. "Mahesh hasn't returned yet?" She quickly took her cellphone and called him. Mahesh did not answer.
She was again remembering about the incident with. This time she was feeling a hot sensation between her thighs while looking at them. "Do I also want Alslam to fuck me? Ohhhhh.. My pussy is itching for a cock now. Where is Mahesh? Selfish jerk. If he doesn't come and fuck me then I shall fuck them. Shit, what am I thinking?" All this while she was constantly fingering herself.. "Shit, what am I doing? I'm getting horny remembering my molestation? OK, let's concentrate. I have less than 15 hours to give them an answer. Them? No no him. What should I tell him? Shit I can't think."

neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:46 AM

Just then she heard someone opened the front door. "Good, that should be Mahesh. At last he is home." Mahesh entered the room and Radhika went to kiss him. "Uhhhhhh... you are drunk?" Radhika said moving her lips away. "Sorry sweety, had couple of drinks with client." Mahesh could uttered. Radhika helped him to get him to bed. He was barely standing on his own feet. She quickly undressed him, hoping for some love. But Mahesh was too tired and slept right away on the bed. Radhika was heartbroken. She was horny as hell. Mahesh was her only hope. She felt rejected. She slept beside him and started crying silently. "What am I going to do? Is this my life? I have no control over it. This fat pig does not even look at me while others are after my body. This is my story everyday. Is this my destiny? Looking after my daughters, cleaning my house like a maid, staying back at home like dogs? I can't live like this." She wiped her tears and went to sleep.

She contemplated the situation in a very mature and responsible way, taking out any sort of fear away. Reporting to the cops would create unnecessary problems. All the legal tangles, media invasion and her reputation would be completely ruined. Apart from that all the emotional problems my family will have to face. All the moral and social implications would ruin a perfect life. She had a near perfect life. So why ruin all this when she can just have some fun on the sides. And thus the decision was made. She was going to have sex with Aslam but not by force but by her own will.

Next morning was just like yesterday. Mahesh was still sleeping when his daughters went to school. He woke up in hangover. Radhika quickly made tea for him. Mahesh sat on the sofa with her and said "last night I have got a huge contract. If I deliver it, I'll make millions." Radhika was bit happy too watching his excitement. "What is it? Tell me." Radhika asked. "Oh dear, it's business stuff, you won't understand. Get my passport, I need to go to consulate for visa."

Radhika got excited "so we are going abroad for vacation? Where?"

"No dear, I'm going to visit Singapore for this deal. I may need to be stay there for couple of weeks."

"What about us? Can't you take us with you?"

"No honey, I'll be busy throughout the day, won't be able to give you time. Trust me, you and girls would be bored."

"But next week, school is closed for festival. You would not be there, your old home will be crowded with relatives. How am I going to manage?"

" I know you will, you have to. See it's for our future. Besides, I'm not going back to my father's business. There is no money. Please understand."

"OK then, you go. Don't bother about here." Radhika said disappointedly.

In next few hours Mahesh left for consulate for visa application. Radhika was all alone in her house again. She sat there and started to curse him. "Filthy pig, as if I don't know that you will take your secretary with you. At day you will work and at night you will make out." Radhika has long suspected Mahesh has an affair with his secretary. After all she is young and beautiful. She has met her in couple of parties and has noticed the way she looks at Mahesh. She looked at the clock and it was already 1 PM. She checked her phone, no messages from Aslam yet. But she has only 2 more hours to respond.

Over here in camp, Aslam and his friends were sitting and chatting among themselves. He was checking his watch frequently.

Rashid noticed that. "What happened brother? Getting nervous that she might not call?"

"She will." Aslam uttered.

Sufi asked "what if she doesn't? Which site you have selected to upload the clips?"

"None" Aslam replied "it's just a ruse to get her in line."

"What makes you so sure? You look nervous." Kashim added salt to the wound.

"I'm not nervous, just impatient. She will call, you all will see." Aslam said confidently.

"Let's make a bet then?" Sartaj added "if she called then you will be first one to fuck her. If not then you will give 100 rupees to each of us. Deal?"

"OK, deal."

It was almost 2 PM and Aslam's phone rang. "Bitch just called. I guess I win." Aslam said grinning.

"Hello, bitch." Aslam said keeping the phone on speaker.

"Hello, it's me." Radhika's voice came from other side.

neerathemall · 15-12-2021, 10:47 AM

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"Tell me bitch. Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes I have an answer for your proposal but the answer comes with certain conditions."
"Let's hear it then."
"But you have to promise me that you are going to as I say and delete those clips in front of me."
Aslam rejoiced with smile. "OK I promise." He said.
"Then I guess it's yes from my side." Radhika said with a shaky voice.
All the boys jumped in joy but Aslam was calm. "Yes to what? Say it bitch. I want to hear it from you."
"I'm ready to sleep with you for one time in exchange of you deleting those pics."

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