Fantasy Movie Characters Based Stories - Bad Endings For Actresses

[masterofvilla]

Index :

Story 1 - Chennai Express - Part 1

[krishkj]

Waiting for anushka and tamannah

[AnitaMathur]

How about the cast of the film crew. Not the movie story but the drama the actresses has to face while shooting the movie.
A dom sub struggle between the lead actors Tabu Kareena and Kriti

[Kalyan143]

How about the cast of the film crew. Not the movie story but the drama the actresses has to face while shooting the movie.
A dom sub struggle between the lead actors Tabu Kareena and Kriti

Great idea bro

[sri7869]

Please start bro

[masterofvilla]

Waiting for anushka and tamannah

Going by the voting trend looks like it will be them

[masterofvilla]

How about the cast of the film crew. Not the movie story but the drama the actresses has to face while shooting the movie.
A dom sub struggle between the lead actors Tabu Kareena and Kriti

Thanks , Crew is definitely under consideration but I generally am not much into lesbo stuff but someday will have a story for these three sexy chicks caught in trouble while smuggling.

[masterofvilla]

Going By the Polling Trend we may start with Bahubali story with our very own Arabian Horse Anushka Shetty and Milky Beauty Tamannah Bhatia. The first part will be posted by Tue 18th. Please bear with me as the plot has to be thought through well.

Please keep voting and lets see if the trend changes else all set for a smashing story on the two beauties from Bahubali.

[Givemeextra]

Kajal voted.

[Srissss]

Pathan story

[Uma aananthi]

Animal park story... Where clonning ranbir kapoor fucks rashnika, destroys her sanskaripan, destroys her beauty by continuous fucking and also her married life....

[libreabu]

Few suggestions from my end -

1) Priyanka Chopra in Mujhse Shadi Karogi or Gunday
2) Kiara Advani in Kabir Singh
3) Aishwarya Rai in Dhoom and Robot
4) Deepika Padukone in Om Shanti Om and Pathaan
5) Tamannah in Rebel and Action
6) Kriti Sanon in Raabta and Heropanti

[xossipfankareena]

Aishwarya Rai in Dhoom and Robot

[Reader0501]

Brother don't you think you are little to late for an update!

[masterofvilla]

Chennai Express - Part 1 - Train Of Torment

Rahul Mithaiwala, was a 40-year-old workaholic bachelor.
He spent his hours tending to his business ventures that had brought him a lot of wealth.

His friends would tell people that they had married him to his profession, but Rahul knew better.
He was someone who believed in keeping to himself and the freedom that came with it.

Rahul was once on a train traveling for a business meeting in Chennai.
As the train started picking up speed, Rahul got comfortable in the plush seat of the compartment.

Suddenly a disturbance occurred at the door of the compartment.
A young woman, dressed in a traditional south Indian saree, was hurrying towards the train, trying her best to get in before the train left the platform.
Rahul, who was sitting by the door, stood up and stood to pull her into the train.
She smiled gratefully, her eyes glinting with relief.

As she caught her breath, Rahul couldn't help but admire her beauty.
Her skin was a honey-colored warmth that radiated in the fluorescent glow of the train.
Her lips were full and promising, painted with a rich red lipstick that complemented her saree.
Her eyes were large and expressive, set behind dark, thick lashes.
Her long, glistening hair was bound in a loop of jasmine flowers that wafted a subtle, intoxicating perfume.

The saree of the woman was a masterpiece, flowing gracefully over her voluptuous body.
The material was a canvas of colors - green, orange, and yellow - which swirled and twirled as she walked.
Her emerald-green blouse clung to her generous bust, defining her hourglass shape.

Rahul could not take his eyes off her. Rahul was hypnotized by her, as if she was a goddess who descended on earth from heaven.
As he continued to watch her, he observed four men boarding the train, their eyes fixed on the lovely lady.

The men exuded authority and self-assurance.
Their behavior towards the young lady was anything but chivalrous.
Their eyes roved over her body, stripping her naked with their gazes, and their sneers alluded to their intentions. 

Rahul sat in the window seat right opposite the beautiful girl in the train.
She was beautiful and her delicate features that told of unadulterated beauty.
The four men sat too apart from them, their eyes fixed on the girl, their intention unknown.
There was a feeling of tension between the girl and the men, and she did not like it.

As the train continued on its journey, the girl tried to focus her attention on the scenery passing by the window, but she could not help glancing at the men sitting by her side.

She could not help but feel exposed and vulnerable with no one around to protect her against their leering glances.

Rahul, oblivious to the discomfort of the girl, received a call from his friend.
He answered the call, and while talking, never looked away from the girl.
He started discussing the girl with his friend, believing that she could not understand his language as she must be from the South.
He started describing his friend to his buddy about her sexy body, face, and boobs sensually, his voice husky and low.

"Man, you'll not believe how sexy she is. Her figure is just right, and her face is so cute. She's like an actress," Rahul whispered, his eyes staying on her cleavage.
His companion, who was just as crass, joined in with his own filthy remarks, and the two of them went on and on with their obscenity, oblivious to the girl's increasing discomfort.

"Man, I am really hoping to see her body. I'll bet she has the best tits, and her ass must be so tight. I wonder if she is a screamer," his companion said, his tone ripe with lust.
Rahul chuckled, his eyes never leaving the girl.
"Oh, guaranteed she's a screamer. And her breasts, man, they're so big and bouncy. I guarantee she'd be amazing in bed," he added, his words giving the girl a shiver.

The girl blushed with shame and outrage as she listened to their disgusting conversation.
She felt violated, as if they were stripping her naked with their mouths.
Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn't allow them to see her cry.

Rahul finished his call and proceeded to gaze at her some more.
But, Rahul was the last of her worries at that time. She was quite distressed at the intrusion of the four obese men.

Rahul sat in the window seat across the beautiful girl on the train.
The four men settled in also by their side.
There was tension among the men and the girl.
They addressed her as Deepika, he had gained her name now.



To try to start getting her attention, Rahul started singing a song:
"Tujhe dekha toh lund khada ho gaya sanam, lund hota hai deewana sanam,
Ab kaha yeh husn chupayegi tera, teri chut mein lund kho jaye mera."

To his shocked surprise, the girl responded by singing in his language too.

"Kisne boli, mujhe, tereko, hindi aati nahi, jin logon ko tu dekh raha woh mera, apaharan karke gaand marne le ja rahi.
Badi problem mein hai hum, ab help karoge kya tum.
Inse abhi bacha lo tum mujhe, toh jo chahe de dungi tumhe."

Rahul sensed her desperation and knew now was his time to get whatever he could from her.
"De dogi kya mujhko, jo bhi main chahunga?
Ab jaisa main kahunga, waisa hi tum karogi,
Gaand bachani hai apni, toh lund mera abhi chusna padega.
Chintaa ta ta, chinta chinta, chinta na kar."

Crushed and having no choice, Deepika replied,
"Toh phir ja re, tu ja re, Souchyalay mein ja re."

"Ja,ane kyu mujhe Souchyalay bheje, karna kya hai zara yeh keh de," Rahul asked, curious.

"Tere lund ko pehle muh mein lungi, phir jitna chahe chusungi.
Phir tere phone se call karungi, mere doston ko inform karungi," Deepika replied, her voice trembling with fear.

"Ja ja, souchyalay, souchyalay, ja ja ja souchyalay,"she sang.
Rahul was delighted at the prospect of what awaited him. 

Overjoyed, he got up and headed directly for the restroom, thinking that he was maybe becoming really lucky now.

Opening the restroom door, he found himself in a small room with only toilet and a basin.
It was the room that was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, and scribbled messages and hideous drawings covered the walls.
Rahul took a deep breath and prepared himself for what awaited him.

Deepika strode into the bathroom, her head low and her body quivering.
She scowled up at Rahul, who stood now with a smug smile on his face.
"So, what do you expect me to do?" she breathed.

Rahul leaned in closer to her, his eyes locked onto hers. He placed his hand on her shoulders and started to push her down.
"I want you to say thank you to me for saving you from those boys. I want you to obey me and satisfy me in any way I desire."

Deepika nodded, tears streaming down her face as she kneeled.

Deepika's trembling fingers closed around Rahul's waist, her nails biting deep into his flesh as she nervously pulled his pants down.
She could feel his hardness against his shorts, and she knew where she should go.
Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself to continue.

As she pulled down his shorts, Rahul's penis sprang out, erect and proud.
Deepika hesitated for a moment, her eyes settling on the instrument of her coercive submission.
She could feel her heart racing, her breathing in hard, choppy gasps. She knew she had no choice but to continue.

Deepika pushed forward with a profound sense of disgust and clamped her lips over the head of Rahul's penis.
She could taste the saltiness of his pre-cum on her tongue, and the sensation made her stomach turn.
She closed her eyes, trying to close her eyes to reality, but Rahul's smug laughter only brought her condition back to mind.

He closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the sensation of her hot, wet mouth.

Deepika began to bob her head slowly, taking more of Rahul's thickness into her mouth with each stroke.
She could feel the rigidity of his erection against her tongue, and the sensation made her gag reflexively.
Rahul seemed not to notice or mind, his eyes focused on hers as she kept moving her mouth up and down the length of his erection.

Deepika tried to focus on the physical, to distract herself from the emotional surge that threatened to overwhelm her.
She concentrated on the feeling of Rahul's penis in her mouth, its pulsating and beating as she licked and sucked.
She could feel her own repulsion growing, but she knew Rahul was getting pleasure from seeing her submission.

Deepika continued to keep Rahul stimulated, and he began to moan softly, his hands moving in her hair.
He guided her head, thrusting his hips against her mouth.
Deepika sensed his orgasm building, tension building in his body with each passing second.

She would not be able to forget the forced blowjob, the degrading and humiliating experience to which she had been subjected.
But she knew that she had no choice but to endure, to survive and attempt to escape her followers twisted clutches.

But in that very instant when Rahul was about to be swept away, he failed to notice the sound of footsteps towards the bathroom.

The door was swung open, and the four men who had followed her a while back came into the room.
Rahul stepped back in shock, his pants still down around his ankles.
The men closed in, their lecherous and cruel eyes on her.

"Well, well, well," one of the men jeered, "looks like you're having a good time."

Rahul attempted to fight back, but the men were stronger. They pulled him out of the bathroom and tossed him onto the train floor.
Deepika remained on her knees as she saw the men move in towards her.

Rahul's heart pounded as he saw the men slap Deepika hard.
The men had sharp weapons, and their angry look took him aback.
Rahul felt genuine fear for the first time.

The men pushed Deepika into their compartment and tossed her onto the floor.
Rahul's heart sank as he watched the scene unfold, unable to do anything.
He was tied to the window, pants still down, and exposed dick an indication of the shame he would face.
The men bribed and intimidated the TC to isolate that compartment so no one would enter.

Rahul listened in shock as Deepika revealed her name and reason for fleeing.
Her name was Deepika Meenalochni Padukone. She had escaped an arranged marriage to a local goon named Tangaballi.
Her father, a Tamil Nadu landlord and kingpin, had arranged for it in an attempt to cement power and secure protection of his family.

These four men, Kolu, Kariya, Mura and Anbu were sent by Tangaballi to locate her and bring her back.

Since she had been caught sucking his dick, the men assume that she and Rahul loved each other and eloped together.
Thus they will take Rahul with them to Tangaballi as well.

The four men now held Deepika who was trembling with fear.
They began to grope her, their rough hands searching her body while she tried to struggle.

"No, please, don't do this," Deepika pleaded, crying tears down her face.

Kolu laughed, and his voice was harsh and cruel.
"You're going to enjoy this, my dear. We're going to show you what real pleasure feels like."

Kolu stripped Deepika's saree off her, revealing half of her body naked to the cold, bitter air of the train compartment.
Rahul was unable to do anything but stand by and watch her get humiliated right before his eyes.

Kariya began licking Deepika's armpits, his tongue slithering back and forth over her sensitive flesh.
She tried to wriggle free, but the men held her down, subjecting her to their disgusting advances.

Mura edged over to Deepika's breasts, licking on her nipples as Kariya went on licking her armpits.

Deepika groaned with pain and humiliation, not in believing that this was happening to her.

Anbu edged over to Deepika's belly button, sucking and licking on her flesh as she squirmed in pain.
The men alternatively felt her ass and boobs, slapped them roughly, leaving red marks on her soft skin.

Rahul could only stand and watch her get humiliated in front of his very eyes.
He attempted to fight loose the ropes and save her, but the men had tied him up too securely.

Deepika was then ordered to bow down to the men, weeping as she had to demean herself in such a horrific way.
The men taunted and laughed, relishing her humiliation and the show of her being forced into submission.

Deepika was then forced to perform handjobs on all of the men, her hands moving mechanically as she tried to block out the disgust of the moment.
The men reveled in her humiliation, delighting in the show of her being forced into submission.

When Deepika was tortured by the men further, Rahul's own body betrayed him.
He couldn't help himself and began to cum, his body reacting to the sight of her humiliation.
The men laughed all the more, mocking Rahul for being weak.

The train rolled throughout the night, the men's laughter and Deepika's shrieks echoing in the compartment.
The men bullied her in all ways but did not fuck her or even force a blowjob.
Deepika was aware that they would only hand her over to Tangaballi for that.

As dawn was about to break, the train finally came to the station.
The men let Rahul and Deepika free, battered and bruised, their clothes torn and their morale crushed. 

Rahul and Deepika stepped out of the train compartment, their bodies and minds stamped with the trauma of the night.

Deepika realized that this was just the beginning of her ordeal.

[Givemeextra]

Once you are done with this, Can you do movie:   Good Newwz  

Movie Plot:   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Good_Newwz