[Ramesh_Rocky]

Vicky and Rohit had been smiling when they saw her in this dressas she walked towards them.. she clearly looked awkward in this loose bottoms and too tight tops, with her tight dress under her salwaar.. probably she should have worn the tight dress over the salwaar..Nilanjana lowered her eyes to not to face them as she walked upto them..


Nilanjana let out a soft hi to both of them.. which Vicky ignored.. Rohit just looked at her..

Vicky : you were supposed to come in the dress which I had given to you..

Nilanjana : but..

Vicky : do you think I am a fool coming all the way to give you the dress..

Nilanjana : but I have...

Vicky : you just dont know how to dress up.. let me..

Nilanjana : you were going to take me to the doctor..


Vicky : what happened to you??

Nilanjana : i have not eaten anything since morning and my stomach is also aching..

Vicky : ok, this is cause of yesterday.. you drank a bit too much..

Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. it was not her who had taken these drinks, but he had forced her to drink.

Vicky : but i know of a doctor who would give you medicine ..

Vicky waited for a second..


Vicky : come sit, we need to get more things done today..

Nilanjana : how and where do I sit??

Vicky : on the bike, i am not carrying you in my arms. he he..

Rohit too let out a grin..

Nilanjana : please.. i can come in an auto..

Vicky : he he.. why?? are we not good guys??

Nilanjana : but.. no.. the point is that we will have a challan..

Vicky : dont worry about us.. if you want to come with us, then it is ok.. else you will have to come by public bus..

Nilanjana looked at a passing bus.. people were hanging on the door bars, much worse and dangerously than cows or dogs are transported in the country.. and she was sure, these men will let her get into the bus, the provocative way she was dressed.. but there will be hundreds of hands feeling all the curves of her body..

Nilanjana : please .. let me use the auto..

Vicky motioned the bus to stop.. bus driver had his eyes wide on seeing her and he braked like any bus driver would on seeing the plesant personality like Nilanjana..

Nilanjana : no pls.. i will get on the bike..

saying she motioned the bus driver to go.. it was worth looking at the despair and anger on bus driver's face.. he drove away slanging in his mouth as conductor and other passengers ogled on her..

Nilanjana waited for the bus to go. and then as she wanted to sit on the bike, but she did not know how to sit as the two men were already on the bike.. Vicky was on the front..

Nilanjana : where do I..

Vicky : why .. cant you sit between us?? yesterday you were sleeping.. ohh .. not sleeping .. fucking between us.. and today..

Nilanjana blushed at the crude language used by Vicky.. Vicky got off the bike, but Rohit remained on the back seat. she looked at Rohit, but he was not interested to move..

Vicky : get on now.. like I got off..

Nilanjana got on like a one side pillion rider.. her cheeks were inches off Rohit's mouth.. and her bums occupied almost all the seat..

Vicky : come on.. sit cross legged.. we dont have all day here and this bike does not belong to just you.. your ass is taking all the space available..

Nilanjana glared at Vicky..

Vicky : it is in your interest to get out of here.. it is near your house and many people may glare if you create a scene here..

Nilanjana realized what Vicky was saying was true..

Vicky : now get on as cross leg quickly..

to get on the bike, Nilanjana had to raise her leg forward at almost 90 degree and then get it backward across the seat.. she did it, keeping one hand on Vicky's shoulder to maintain her balance on her heels.. she finally sat down on the bike..

as she was about to sit and her bums were about to touch, Rohit poked his hand under her bums.. her top dress had ridden up as she had raised her leg, and the salwaar material was so thin, that she felt Rohit's hands virtually touching her naked womanhood.. she had stumbled a bit, but Vicky and Rohit controlled her..

Nilanjana : what the heck.. dont you..

Rohit : was just checking if you were wearing panties..he he.

Vicky : are you wearing?? (his tone was angry as if he assumed she was)..

Nilanjana : (quickly) .. nooo..

Vicky and Rohit had naughty smile on their lips as Nilanjana blushed in shame.. they had not left her with any panties to wear..

Vicky : push your ass backward..

Nilanjana pushed herself back till her back was almost flat with Rohit's chest..

Vicky : and this dupatta is not looking good with this dress..

saying he pulled the dupatta off her shoulders and threw it on the pavement.. it was so sudden that Nilanjana did not get a time to react as her shoulders were left naked in the middle of the main road, with the two transparent bra straps on either side.. she could not get off as by the time thought of it, Vicky was already on the bike and was kicking the bike to start.. anyways, even if she could have gotten down, he had enough control on her to keep her from picking up the garment to cover her body..

Nilanjana : please Vicky..

but Vicky had ignored her request and bike was already turning towards the middle of the road.. all Nilanjana could do was waive her dupatta goodbye for ever.. Vicky leaned back as the bike was on the road with Nilanjana sandwiched between the two men, her breasts crushing on Vicky and her Rohit's groin rubbing her ass..
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

The bike sped along the road.. Nilanjana was a big head turner for many men, she looked so homely that some men who could see her sandwiched between the two men wondered which one was her husband.. Nilanjana looked away from the oglers...


Vicky was bit of a rash driver and took steep turns.. Nilanjana was in constant fear if Vicky could put all the three into hospital bed.. unknowingly her hands were gripping the side of Vicky's t-shirt.. the roads were never her forte and she had very soon lost track of the route they were following.. her big fears almost came true, when trying to bypass a big signal, Vicky increased the speed to around 90 kmph.. but unlucky to cross the signal, with the car in front braking, applied the brakes.. the bike skidded and almost went up 30 degrees from behind.. it was not a new thing for Vicky and he was used to such stunts.. but pushing Nilanjana into Vicky and Rohit into Nilanjana.. Nilanjana almost was clinging to Vicky, fearing the fall..

Rohit got off the bike to escape the security officer man troubling them for tripling.. they were not wearing the helmets too..

An old begger came to them asking them for mercy and two rupees to have some food.. they are not content with one ruppee anyway, now a days..

Vicky got an idea..

Vicky : baba, we dont have money.. but we do have something to share..

the begger looked at them.. especially his eyes was on Nilanjana.. tharki baba, she thought and looked the other way..

Vicky : does your wife wear clothes??

poor baba did not understand anything..

Vicky : my wife wanted to donate her salwaar to someone.. maybe your wife..
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the poor baba did not understand what Vicky was saying.. he thought that Vicky was joking on him.. but Nilanjana did understand it faintly and hoped that what she understood was wrong.. she instantanously moved her hands back over the waist of Vicky.. and tried to move a bit backwards.. but she kept quiet..


baba was almost getting to the next car, thinking Vicky as a waste of time.. more vehicles and cars had come and come to halt behind the bike... It was a big intersection and anybody getting stuck just as light turns red, is gone for 5 long minutes and these 5 minutes were going to be longest for Nilanjana..

Vicky : baba.. come here.. (he pulled out a Rs 50 note and waived)..

baba's eyes glistened .. he was limping as his one leg was amputed off the knee..and he was using a helping crethe to walk on.. but on seeing the note, he walked back faster than ever before.. the lady in the car behind was relieved as baba had been creating nuisance in front of her for money..

Vicky : baba.. meet my wife.., but I am so sorry that i cant show you her face.

saying he pulled a small black poly bag on the head of Nilanjana.. Nilanjana was so confused with what was happening.. Vicky handed baba the note.. this was more earning than an hour of sweat which poor baba would have spent in the sun..

Vicky : meet my wife.. Nilanjana.. Nilanjana, say hello to dear baba..

Nilanjana : please Vicky.. this is not.. a joke.. i am .. i am suffocating..

Vicky (interrupting firmly but very polietly). : say hello.. Nilanjana

Nilanjana : hello.. ohh please

Vicky : baba, actually she is not my wife.. she is my brothers wife,.. but you know she does not get satisfied with him.. so she.. he he.. (Vicky let out a mischevious smile to finish off the scentence without finishing it as he tied the knot to the poly bag from bottom.. )

Nilanjana : pls Vicky, this is not the...

Vicky : (ignoring her).. baba.. but her problem is that her husband does not let her come out with shorter clothes which she likes..

Nilanjana : pls Vicky. i am going, if you dont stop..

saying the got off the bike.. but Vicky hardly paid any attention to her... rather pointing towards her,

Vicky : now she will basically want to donate her salwaar.. you see. her salwaar does not match her dress..

Nilanjana did not know what to do.. suddenly things had turned dark around her.. she could hardly see anything.. she feared raising her hand and offending Vicky.. , she had backed some steps out, but she always feared that her attempt was hollow without any consent of Vicky and also without seeing anything.. she stopped just couple feets from her original position..

baba : but she is leaving..

Vicky : dont worry baba.. she cant share herself with anyone except me..

baba : you are wasting your and my time..

Vicky : (loud enough for Nilanjana to hear) i bet . if she does not take off her salwaar right here, I will.. I will show an MMS of hers to you.. ..

Nilanjana could hear Vicky laugh..

Vicky : come here ... bhabhi..

Vicky lead Nilanjana by her hands back to near the bike..

Nilanjana : Vicky this is not the proper place to do anything.. please.. i will.. i will do anything ...

Vicky : what?

Nilanjana : I will do anything for you..

Vicky : will you suck me off??

Nilanjana : yes.. yes.. i will.. but please get on from here.. i am suffocating..

Vicky : then will you suck baba off too?

Nilanjana : NOOOOO.. have you gone mad?

baba was confused,, but he had got his money.. he did not know what Vicky was talking, but he knew the Nilanjana ridiculed him..

Vicky : why??

Nilanjana : he is like my father.. ohh please.. let me out..

Vicky : so what??

Nilanjana : please Vicky.. if you have my weakness, does not mean ..

Vicky (interrupting her and taking over) : yes, it does not mean that you can refuse me something..

Nilanjana : please Vicky.. this is road..

Vicky : so what?? ok.. either you remove your salwaar right now without a word and hand it to baba.. or you will have to suck him off if the light turns green.. and light will turn green in another minute..

Nilanjana : please.. i am suffocating..

Vicky : only 55 seconds remain..

Rohit was smiling at poor Nilanjana's position..

Nilanjana begged for mercy using her eyes and hands, but it was not to be..

Vicky : baba, where do you think she can suck you??

baba's eyes gleamed.. he could not believe what he was hearing or watching.. he was just speechless..

Vicky : baba, you are going to get the suck of lifetime.. she does it very nice..

Nilanjana : no no.. i will do anything.. but i will not suck him.. please..

Nilanjana's voice was clearly filled with desperation and distress.. she was agreeing to strip herself in front of the public, not even knowing who all were watching her..

Vicky was pleased with what he was hearing..

Vicky held her hand and let her to the middle.. just behind the first car in the front of the bike.. she knew she was lucky that Vicky was giving her the options.. he had the power to get both of the instruction executed.. she reluctantly pulled out the nada from inside her salwaar and held it out.. the people around looked at her.. her fingers were her eyes but limited only to what she was touching.. the lady in the car behind the bike was watching bewildered as Nilanjana pulled the string of her salwaar.. Nilanjana loosened the knot and let the salwaar fall in the middle of the road..

Vicky : quick, get out of it.. the light is about to turn green..

Nilanjana bent down and pulled the salwaar from her ankles.. but the boots she was wearing, made it tougher to take the salwaar out.. Nilanjana did not want to get onto remove her boots especially with such short dress, barely covering her pantiless bottoms.. she could hardly affort to sit..

Vicky smiled at a gentleman who was stealing looks from the driver seat as his wife sat next to him in the car on the side.. he was at a good angle to see the her peeking ass cheeks from under her dress as she was bending enough, to raise her bottoms to expose the lower part of the bums and huge chunk of her breasts overflowing her top.. she was gasping for air now and her chest was moving up and down rapidly.. she was freaking, panting and desperation just lead to confusion in her mind which increased the time she was taking to get salwaar off her ankles..

the man driving the car in the front had sensed something and he had gotten down from the car.. on noticing what was happening, he pulled out his mobile camera and took nice shot of the half naked ass he could see from behind her as she bent..

after some difficulties Nilanjana was able to get out of the salwaar and stood there in just her mini dress, barely covering her bums and naked shoulders... she realized that her dress had ridden up and adjusted it, first from bottom then over her breasts.. she did not know what happened to her salwaar..

suddenly she heard lot of horns blowing.. the light had turned green but no one moved.. who could move, if the driver of the car in front was busy taking picture of the lady stripping and wearing slutty clothes in middle of the road.. the traffic security officerman was rushing from the other side of the road to clear the cause of the jam..

Vicky : Rohit, run..

Vicky sat on the bike and kicked it to life.. Rohit grabbed Nilanjana from her ass, carried her and raised her to the seat of the bike. and dropped her on the seat cross legged.. in the process, her dress had risen from her bums and most of her bottoms were naked for a second.. it happened so quick that Nilanjana could not act.. her womahood landed right on the warm black leather.. Rohit climbed back on the bike which was already in motion.. and they made their way from the side of the car..

Rohit turned and saw the security officerman catching the errant car driver.. and shouting on them.. but Vicky had driven off fast and out of reach....

Nilanjana could do little to lower her dress as Rohit used his nails to make a hole in the polybag over her nose and mouth.. she was sitting between the two men on top of her naked womanhood, getting baked on the warm seat in the afternoon sun.. for her, the bike sped into darkness of the unkwown..
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pakihubby-

wonderfull wondersfull.. i had once watched a lady bathing in front of a train.. real incident.. and it was one of the express trains from usually conservative Lahore station.. and she was standing by the tap of drinking water and taking bath in her lowly tied saree.. she even removed her blouse and bra .. covered only by her paloo.

obviously everyone was glaring and looking at her.. i was just 17 then and with my uncle.. and both of us were looking at her, hiding from each other..

after her bath she went to all men in wet saree and asked them money for the show, like we pay after the monkey dance.. my dick was stiff..

well well, either she was mad.. or some Vicky had come in her life, like it came in Nilanjana's life.. your update reminded me of the incident.. gr8 writing..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

khan1900 -

To give some imput; it is a fascinating story how Nilanjana gets deeper and deeper in trouble. We all know that due to her (starting) addiction to the drug - something that will only get worse, I suppose - the chances to get out of this trouble are very small. What would be for very exciting is that depite all her humilations, Nilanjana still keeps the hope that at the end life will be back at normal. E.g. after she is humiliated by Asma Khan (still waiting for it eagerly. ), Nilanjana still is confident that she will be able to save her marriage.

From this perspective Kumkum adds an interesting opportunity. For Nilanjana she will do anything to protect Kumkum. On the other hand Kumkum may put in a position to do things, because she thinks she may save her elder sister. At the end the situation may come that both sisters realize that they had done things that were completely useless because they couldn't save each other.

Make-up. I like women with slutty make up. Would love to read how Nilanjana (or Kumkum) must visit a beautician who gives her the most whorish make-up possible. Maybe even a new hair colour? (with the risk that painting black hair blonde, may give the hair actually a kind of orange shade). The whorish makeup would be a must if she is going to perform for some Arabic visitors to India. Time again for the nose ring?

Finally about her high heeled boots: as was written in the story Nilanjana feels now more comfortable to walk on high heels than yesterday. What is a fact is that when women continue to walk on high heels in the long term this will result in a permanent shortening of the Achilles tendon. In other words constant wearing of high heels encourages the tendon to assume this shortened position permanently. The result is that she will feel very uncomfortable with flat shoes, or - at the end - it will even be impossible to walk on flat shoes. (Believe it or not, but my own wife got a beginning of this trouble). So, it would be an interesting topic in the story that Nilanjana is forced to wear high heels for days (and slowly increasing the length, think about platforms), with the end result that she has to wear them.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

johndoe7today-


Excellent updates masalaman, each of those gems is excellent...

But poor Nilanjana is being harassed to the extremities, try being a little kinder, I pity this fictional woman.

By the way, I would suggest that when you want to end this story, please do it in such a way that the tables turn and Nilanjana has an upper hand somehow. I know it is difficult, but it must be just another challenge to your ingenious mind; just make sure that Nilanjana wins this war, and maybe you can make Vicky, Rohit and Ustad die a horrible, painful death, something like them getting their balls crushed or cut or something like that. Especially because you soon plan to include KumKum too in the problem, two women can defeat three men in this battle of wits, right?

Also, once kumkum gets involved, I am sure there is no obligation for Nilanjana to continue subservience. She is doing all this only for Kumkum, she'll not care anymore about whatever her adulterous husband thinks about her. Now that she has become naked in front of a traffic signal, she'll not care what the society thinks about her anymore....

Just a suggestion, to make the climax interesting and "righteous"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Nilanjana could do little to lower her dress as Rohit used his nails to make a hole in the polybag over her nose and mouth.. she was sitting between the two men on top of her naked womanhood, getting baked on the warm seat in the afternoon sun.. for her, the bike sped into darkness of the unkwown..




Nilanjana could not do anything.. sandwiched between the two men.. her thighs naked right upto the point where they met the torso.. the hot sun had made the black leather of the seat warm and her womanhood was getting all the heat.. getting baked with the leather.. she wanted to squirm but there was no space to move.. she closed her eyes as she felt Rohit, sitting behind her, keep his hand flat high up on her thighs..

she could not protest.. all the did was close her eyes in shame, which was anyway meaningless under the black polythene cover that covered her face..

she remembered when she was sitting in the car besides Siddarth, who was driving and she had commented on the lady sitting on the bike as a pillion rider.. and her jeans was almost down to show half of her white panties.. she had seen Siddarth watching her and that evoked her to state the girl to be a slut who did not care about her modesty.. and today she herself was wishing if she had the panties to show off.. she was sitting in middle of the two men, almost naked to the her womanhood, her breasts being squeezed by the one in front and her ass being squeezed by Rohit on the rear..

meanwhile Vicky drove through the roads.. he was enjoying her humiliation as he took the longer route, though he avoided the main roads for irking the security officer.. he stopped at the signals between the cars.. this also ensured that Nilanjana got maximum notice.. at every stop Nilanjana could hear the engines humming around her.. she felt everyone looking at her.. not able to see around her and her surroundings made her more vulnerable and feel more naked..

at one of the junctions, as bike stood, a lady begger with a small child in hand came for begging.. Vicky was quick

Vicky : i dont have money, but I have the milk, if you want.. (as he turned around)..

Nilanjana heard this.. she could do nothing but to fear what Vicky meant.. instantanous her hands went onto her own breasts as she held the top of her shoulder less dress..

Vicky : here..

saying Vicky tried to lower the dress of Nilanjana.. Nilanjana resisted but her resistance was so powerless against Rohit' grip.. Rohit grabbed her wrists and forced her arms behind her back, leaving the front of her trapped body completly helpless and on mercy of Vicky..
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Nilanjana begged for mercy.. she tried her best to free her arms from grip of Rohit, but hardly could even twist them in his grip.. she was not in great position to use her strength... she could not run.. she could just scream, but that only attracted more attention and died down in noise of engines and went unheard for the AC cars having rolled up panes.. and very soon she was tired with her head inside the poly bag gasping for air.. but Vicky wanted this.. her ears dampened her cheeks and face as Vicky lowered her top and raised her bra cups to make her topless on the middle of the road.. in front of the begger lady, who herslef looked horrified at the scene....


Nilanjana : please.. pleeeee. stop this.. this is not ... ohhh my godddd.. nooo..

but all her pleas fell on deaf ear and were ignored as both her breasts were open for the world to see.. the begger looked at her in disbelief..

Vicky : (to the begger) if you let your baby suck something here, I will give you 50 bucks..

Nilanjana mind sparked in horror.. she renewed her attempts to freedom.. at one point Rohit thought she will break free, but he managed to control it..

lady begger : why??

Vicky : do as much as asked..

lady begger : i will take 75..

lady begger wanted nothing more.. she was paying 40 rs for the young kid on rent.. she wanted money.. and this was a smart deal for her..

lady begger : does she milk??

Vicky : ohh yes.. ohh yes.. now get the child near..

begger : please give me the money first..

Nilanjana : please nooooooooo.. ayeeeee.. leave me..

this was an attack on her motherhood in the middle of the road..the money changed hands and the begger got the small boy near her breasts... Nilanjana thrashed in vain as she was forced to breast feed in the open, when she was not even lactating.. the excessive and hungry sucking, it just caused pain in her nipples just as all her strength drained out from her now feeble protests.. she resigned to her fate..
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Originally Posted by johndoe7today View Post
Excellent updates masalaman, each of those gems is excellent...

But poor Nilanjana is being harassed to the extremities, try being a little kinder, I pity this fictional woman.

By the way, I would suggest that when you want to end this story, please do it in such a way that the tables turn and Nilanjana has an upper hand somehow. I know it is difficult, but it must be just another challenge to your ingenious mind; just make sure that Nilanjana wins this war, and maybe you can make Vicky, Rohit and Ustad die a horrible, painful death, something like them getting their balls crushed or cut or something like that. Especially because you soon plan to include KumKum too in the problem, two women can defeat three men in this battle of wits, right?

Also, once kumkum gets involved, I am sure there is no obligation for Nilanjana to continue subservience. She is doing all this only for Kumkum, she'll not care anymore about whatever her adulterous husband thinks about her. Now that she has become naked in front of a traffic signal, she'll not care what the society thinks about her anymore....

Just a suggestion, to make the climax interesting and "righteous"


pgfan-

I don't think I like the idea of a "righteous" ending.... I've read some stories like that and in my opinion that just spoils the whole thing.

Remember, this is not real life - this is fantasy.

A righteous ending feels worse than a KLPD...... You're excited reading the whole story and in the end instead of heading for a super jerk-off session, you just sit there feeling like a jerk.

I would say, it should end with the woman (or women) realizing the futility of resisting the villians and resign themselves to permanent servitude......

If you really want to satisfy every one in this case, perhaps Nilanjana can buy perpetual freedom for Kumkum at the price of becoming a permanent sexual slave for Vikram and his gang.

ANYWAY - I hope this is a long, long way off..........

[Ramesh_Rocky]

she sat on the bike as her mammaries, synonymous to her motherhood were sucked...


Nilanjana was in all tears and the salty tears damepened her face under the poly bag covering it.. to some extent Nilanjana was thankful to allow that the bag was there, else her pics, with face, would have been on the exbii for the amatuer photographers would have recorded her on the mobile phones.. she was not fond of these public boards, but Siddarth was addicted to it.. and he had used all his energy to interest her into this.. he joked that people were hungry for pics of ladies like her.. but sometimes she had felt it was more than just a joke.. but coutertesy Vicky and if she was unlucky enough, she would soon be on exbii soon.. who would leave the chance of recording a lady stripping her salwaar on the road.. or breast feeding on the intersection.. he must either would not have a camera phone with himself or he would have been poor man with a wife with him..

she was lost in the thoughts.. the pain in her breasts due to violent sucking did not impact her thinking.. the pain had become bit mechanical for her in last few hours with each humiliation inflicted on her... her stomach was aching too.. she had not eaten anything for last so many hours.. she did not feel hungry, but kind of a void and cramps in her stomach demanding attention.. the muscles in her body were kinda feeling lazy and she was just 50% of herself.. she was eager to get the medical attention where Vicky was taking her.. she did not realize when her breasts were released and bike sped away.. she only realized what was going on from cool breeze on her breasts.. Rohit was tapping her arms to remind her of lowering her bra and arrange her dress..

the bike flew across the streets and negotiated the curves.. Nilanjana did no longer minded Rohit slightly massaging her bare thighs as they went on.. she just wished there were no more encounter with the beggers.. she had been humiliated enough in front of the men and women she would not even want to talk to..

suddenly she felt the bike stop and the engine went dead... she felt Rohit get off the bike as her back was not in contact with him anymore.. Rohit indicated her to get down as well.. he removed the bag off her face.. her eyes closed partially shut to adjust to the sudden light.. they were standing in front of the large apartment builing.. she got off the bike in the most decent way a pantyless girl, sitting cross legged, could get off... she adjusted her dress quickly which was raised to the level of exposing half of her naked bums under her dress and her pubic triangle in the front.. then she adjusted the top part of her dress to hide the top of the bra cups, which were peeking out..

Vicky took Nilanjana inside the builing leaving Rohit to take care of the bike.. they got in the lift and went onto the third floor.. Nilanjana could see that there were just one apartment on each floor as they got off the lift.. the door to the apartment was open..

Nilanjana and Vicky entered the apartment.. the apartment was not less than the bunglow.. the vast living room was decorated in most luxurious sofas, lush carpets and matching curtains.. the adjoining dining had granite and matching ivory big dining table.. this must be the home of a big doctor..

she was watching around when a man, not looking like a doctor, but maybe like a senior compounder or head of maintenance, wearing a off-white safari suit and in his mid or late forties .. 6 ft tall and well built.. walked out of the door...Nilanjana could make it from his stern looks that he was a supervisor heading sometimes tough domestic helps... he walked right towards them.. she noticed him take a casual look at her dress unlike all the people on the street who had mouth watering mouths on looking at her.. she lowered her eyes when he glared right into her eyes.. she felt that another look, he will eat her up..

Vicky : hi Om ji.

Om : hello.. is this the lady??

his voice was stern and he seemed not to be in habit of wasting words.. right to the point..

Vicky : yes..

Om : have you explained her everything??

Vicky : yes.. she will do as you say.. but you need to give her the medicine later..

Om : Ok.. but right now madam and sir are sleeping.. it will take time..

Vicky : No problem.. I will come later. she will wait..

Om : but she has to work.. right??

Vicky : ohh yes..

Vicky walked to Nilanjana. and lowering his voice..

Vicky : listen bhabhi, this is a good doctor.. but bit strange..

Nilanjana (looking confused)..

Vicky : he takes his fees in kind.. and not money.. we dont have money anyways.. so..

Nilanjana : but i had.. i did not bring my purse..

Vicky : he does not take money.. anyway.. do as he says.. it will be good for me and privacy of your recording too..

Nilanjana : but..

Vicky (to Om) : sir ji, i have explained her.. she will do as you say.. isnt it, bhabhi?

Nilanjana looked at Vicky in confusion.. why was he relating her privacy to this.. she looked up.. but Vicky and and Om were already looking at her for answer.. and their eyes just gave her an option of saying yes..

Nilanjana completed the formality by nodding in affirmative..

Vicky (whispering to Nilanjana) : i will be back here in another 30 mins.. till then obey this man.. think that this is linked to your picture and videos..

Nilanjana : please.. dont leave me alone..

Nilanjana suddenly felt that she was over relying on Vicky.. this was a request she would have made to her husband, who was unfortunatly sleeping with another woman, another woman who did not have good terms with Nilanjana.. but she was tooo afraid of this man, and she did not know why, but she seemed that he will murder her with his looks.. but by the time, she did Vicky was already walking out of the door...

Om (to Nilanjana) : go and close the main door..

Nilanjana looked at Om.. but she could see the stern, cold look daring her to refuse his order.. but there was no lust.. but still she was afraid, the way she was dressed... just in a single piece dress which did not even flow down to her upper thighs.. her high rise boots were covering her legs but leaving her fleshy middle and upper thighs completely open.. low cut exposing her deep clevage.. and without shoulder really made her feel half naked and vulnerable.. and closing door, would really mean confined with this strange man in this stranger environment..

she did not move..

Om : I asked you to go and close the door..

Nilanjana : but.. but..

Nilanjana fumbled with the words.. she realized her hands and feet trembling as he came towards her..she backed off couple of steps to avoid him but he was quick to grab the middle front of her dress, just abover her clevage in his fist..and pull her near himself, too near for her comfort..

Nilanjana was bewildered at this sudden attempt.. her hands instantanously went on the lower hem of her dress to avoid raising the dress higher to expose her naked, pantyless crotch.. her other hand was trying to get away from this stranger who was trying to come close to her.. he was virtually lifting her with her dress.. Nilanjana raised herself to her toes to avoid her dress raising up..

Om : you are supposed to do as I say.. i know why you are here and why you have been sleeping with Vicky..

Nilanjana (she was shivering and her teeth virtually cluttering) : i am... mmm.. i am... not... not sleeping with..

Om : shut up.. and i even know you are not wearing your panties..

Nilanjana blushed in shame as he mentioned one of the most embarassing realities about her attire..
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Nilanjana : please.. i beg you.. leave me please.. i .. i ..


her attention was diverted to the extensive pulling by Om on her dress.. he was trying to pull the dress up and away from her body, really joking on her need to keep the dress down.. she winced in pain as her toes ached.. if she would have dropped to her feet on the floor, the dress would have left the cover of her crotch..

Nilanjana : please.. i.. i.. please.. i am in lot of problems..

Om gave her the dont care smile..

Nilanjana : please.. i am married.. you.. please save me.

Om suddenly let her go..

Nilanjana : thank you.. thank you..

Nilanjana immediatly shifted her hands to arrange her dress..

Om (very firm) : GO AND CLOSE THE DOOR..

Nilanjana looked at Om.. he was not looking at her dress.. the dress had become loose from where he had gripped it and she looked down to see whole of her valley of clevage open .. but he was just looking at her face and his eyes seemed to mind business..

Nilanjana's steps automatically retracted towards the main door.. she closed the big heavy door.. it was with the latch and it closed shut..

Nilanjana stood there for a moment..

Om : should i drag you here??

Nilanjana dragged her steps towards Om again.. her mind was filled with fear... she had already seen the sample of his strength.. she could not even move his hair as he had almost torn off her dress, which could have left her with no clothes below her breasts..

Om : if I want I can strip you right here..

Nilanjana looked at him.. she did not know what to speak.. what he was saying was the truth..

Om : I do that to all girls and ladies who are not married.. or who do not obey my orders..

Nilanjana felt relieved with the statement.. but his orders??

Om : well, and believe me, they all have followed my orders.. till date.. with clothes or without them..

he seemed to be taking pride in his statement, but there was not a sense of pleasure or smile on his lips..

Nilanjana : (mustering all courage) : what do .. what do I have to do??

Om : work that all housewives do..

he seemed to know that she was a housewife.. Nilanjana was not surprised at that.. he even knew she was not wearing her panties, then this was not a big deal.

Nilanjana : all housewives?

Om : come here..

he lead her to inner room.. it looked like a bedroom, but it was being used like a store.. Nilanjana meekly followed him.. Om unlatched a door and it opened into a bathroom..

Om : here.. you are going to wash all the dirty clothes..

Nilanjana : what??

she could not believe what she was being ordered..

Om : yes, water is in there, with detergent and soap, brush and dont forget to use that stick to beat the clothes clean..

Nilanjana : i wont.. i mean.. i cant.. wash..cl...

Om : with or without clothes, you are going to do it.. and i am sure you will not like the way i tear your clothes.. and we dont provide spares for returning.. and this is so many just because we did not get anyone coming for last 1 month.. but since you are here..

Nilanjana looked at him..

Om : and do not bother to take that seventh bucket.. it has all the torn cloth.. ohh, not of the madam.. but .. you know whose..

Nilanjana looked at him in horror.. there were seven drum sized buckets overflowing with clothes..

Om : so.. will see you soon..

saying the man went out of the room, closing the door behind him..Nilanjana looked stuneed.. six bucket full of clothes to wash.. she was already tired and hungry and feeling weakness all over her body.. she instantanously went to the seventh bucket and opened it.. she lifted couple of garments..it really contained a torn blouse, a destroyed bra and other garments.. she closed the bucket lid.. and turned back to see Om watching her at the door..

Om : you still did not start??

he was smiling in her mind as he watched her through the camera open the last bucket.. all ladies before her did the same.. he closed the door and returned back to the camera monitoring room..

Nilanjana stood there, still not able to come to terms with what was going on.. from a respected lady, to a model in the blue film directed by her devar, a sex play toy for Chintu, performing for the begger on the street and then a breast feeding fake mother.. now it was turn for her to become a maid in someone's house she did not know... it was different working in her own house, doing her own chores.. but in someone else's house?.. ohh my god.. but was returning back on the bike.. naked.. and she never knew what mischief Vicky would create..

she looked down at the clothes.. they were prohibitevely big chunk.. As she sat down on the low stool, (chowki, in local language) .. her dress had ridden up and had no chance of even trying to cover her naked womanhood.. she started soaping and rubbing the clothes.. she started on the clothes..

she was virtually naked waist down except for the long heeled boots..her boots had become a problem in 10 minutes of kneeling but she was waiting for Vicky to come back to take her out of this..., but it was just not happening.. finally the boots came off after 30 minutes as her knees wont bend easily and it was becoming unbearable..she was now sitting bare feet, naked waist down... she was tired of washing and rubbing the clothes but the clothes had seem to just have started..

minutes more, and she felt the urge to pee.. she had not went for a leak since morning and the urge grew larger as more minutes passed..when she could not bear it any longer, she looked around.. no one was there.. she got up and latched the bathroom door.. instictiely her hands went under her dress to lower her panties, which were never there.. she sat down on the toilet english seat and threw her head back as the pressure was set to blast off.. the let go of the stream, but she realized the balls in there as the stream went off wildly in all directions, soiling her thighs rather than the usual direction.. a small sound of shit passed her lips..

Just then there was a voice of the big man ..

Om : Dont relax, you dont have all day..

she looked around from where the noise was coming to just see the camera and the speaker above the side mirror in the bath..
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ohh shit, this man was watching her take her leak.. she was in middle of her act and could do nothing to stop it, except for attempting to lower her dress from the front..also she realized that from the angle of the camera, that she would have clearly shown her womanhood naked, full moon to the camera if he had been watching.. and he definatly would have been watching.. she cursed herself for not looking around when entering the bathroom..


finished her leak, she got up in the hurry .. in the confusion and embarassement, she forgot to nozzle herself after the leak.. and just when she remembered, she did not want to do it again..she unlatched the door and went to the room to fetch another bucket full of clothes..

she sat down and continued washing the clothes. she was almost midway washing the clothes when she realized that Om was silently standing by the door watching her doing the clothes.. she was taken by surprise as she jerked on realization.. she noticed him looking at her.. and maybe more keenly on her womanhood.. she tried closing her legs as much as squatting postion would allow her, maybe she went an extra inch.. but it was not so comfortable.. and Om did not press her for more exhbition by going back.. he anyway had the electronic eye to see and record everything..

the clothes were all of the lady and mostly included single piece western dresses.. low rise jeans.. padded bra's and host of panties.. by the time she had reached the last bucket, she could count around 40 soiled panties she had been washing.. and lot of those panties had used condoms inside them.. some had got stuck to the panties as they had dried and some still had some liquid still in them.. though everything smelled foul.. she hated this, but could not help..

by the time, she was done with all the clothes, she was having difficulty standing straight.. but just as she noticed Om coming into the room, she straightened herself and arranged her dress.. she was sweating heavily..

Om directed her to dry the clothes on the attached service balcony... it was a vast open area.. he seated himself in the room adjoining the balcony in a nice position to watch her, but she could not .. everytime she bent down to get a cloth from the bucket, he would enjoy watching her naked rear and patches of pubic triangle from between her legs as her dress rode up.. if she was facing him, her deep clevage framed between her arms would pop out as she bent down.. her dress also rode up when she put the clothes on the higher clothes line.. she had no way to protect her dress from riding up as she had to use both the hands.. when done, she had a long clothes like full with fancy silk and net panties.. all she could do was envy the collection when she did not even have a plain panty to wear for herself..

it was back breaking to get so many clothes on the clothesline.. it would have had been better if she would have had her heeled boots on..but that did not strike her.. neither did she realize that she was watched all this time.. even if she knew, she could have hardly done anything to protect her already lost modesty in the skimpy clothes that she had to wear.. she realized she may have been watched when she came inside, to find Om standing facing his back to the balcony.. she just saw back and realized what view he would have had, had he been watching her.. and she just blushed thinking of the view he would have had.. but all she could do is keep mum, gulping the blush down her throat..

he ordered her to clean up the room, used as store.. he threw a broom at her.. she lifted the broom and swept it across the room tryign her best and unsuccessfully to keep her dress covering her entire bums.. By the time, she had completed sweeping the room, she thought that she will drop ... Just then she heard his voice behind her..

Om : sweep the other rooms and the drawing dining tooo..

she wanted to scream, but chose otherwise.. she was no maid and it had been over 3 hours since she was working tirelessly... Vicky seemed to have dumped her there.. but somewhere inside her she was afraid of this man..

She swept the large kitchen, All the time Om stood around her maybe pretending to watch her work, but his pretext was pretty clear... it kept continous pressure on Nilanjana to cover herself up.. just as she stood out after sweeping the kitchen, Om came and pinched her naked bum as her dress had ridden up leaving her behind half naked..

Om : cant you see that onione peel in the corner?

She was pinched couple of more times as she did the dining room.. As she was sweeping the drawing room, Om threw the brush at her..

Om : clean the carpet too..

resigned to her fate, she dragged her body kneeling on the carpet and helplessly exposing her private parts to this man as she cleaned up the clean carpet.. he kicked, rather pushed her naked ass couple of times to point her to clean the corners of the carpet too.. this brought tears in her eyes, not due to the pain but due to humiliation it signified..
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She had swept another 4 rooms when he ordered her to get the bucket for sweeping the floor with wet cloth (pocha) in the rooms.. just as she got one, he opened the door to the master bedroom.. a room like she had never seen before..


he handed her the broom and told her to get to work.. silently as madam and sir were asleep... she went inside the room.. it was a big air conditioned room.. with thick curtains... the light from the broad daylight was trying to steal in through those curtains.. but only a little could manage to get into the room....

it was a big master bed and with thick net all around it.. she could see the woman, about her age and a man.. maybe the woman's husband were sleeping.. from the little she could see from the curtain around the bed, the woman's leg was out of the blanket and it was naked till it went back under the blanket.. maybe she was naked, or scantily dressed in her night suit.. she could also see part of men's bums to tell clearly beyond doubt that he was naked too..

she looked behind as Om hissed her to quicken up.. she broomed the room and then came back with the wet cloth to sweep the floor..

she realized that Om was reluctant to enter the room mayebe due to his naked mistress on the bed.. and she had the comfort of not having an audience to her naked charms, more of which was exposed as she was sweeping the floor with the wet cloth.. but this did not last long as she finished the room and Om closed the door immediatly as she came out..

sweeping the floor was even harder and back breaking.. beside on each step she was virtually naked to Om.. each step she took backward as she kneeled on her feet, exposed her womanhood.. but she was so tired that she did not want to bother about it.. specially when she could not do anything about it.. she tried to stand and sweep it.. but.. it was more tiring and exposed her entirely from behind and between her legs.. she chose to choose a comparatively more modest way of sitting and sweeping..

by the time she had swept all the floor and with just the kitchen left.. her knees gave way.. her back buckled and she sat down on the floor..

Nilanjana : please, i cant do it anymore.. i am ..

Om looked at her.. he pointed her to the table..

Om : ok, get there and take those medicines.

.

Nilanjana waited for a couple of minutes.. she dragged herself up and upto the table.. there were two tablets and a syrup..

Nilanjana looked up at the man..

Nilanjana : medicines?? but the doctor is ..

Om : i had the medicines from him before he slept..

she did suspect something foul, but her heart fought a battle with her mind.. she had no energy to fight these men at the moment.. and her body needed these badly...

these medicines were all drugs and simulants, to enhance sex drive in her body.. to ignite the never ending lust and hunger in her and drag her deeper into the mud where she would just be slave of these drugs..

her mind lost and her heart won.. she took the white tablets and the syrup with the glass of sweet water, which Om claimed to be glucose water to give her some strength..

5 minutes later Nilanjana felt little what energy running through her veins.. Om then gave her some curry and bread pieces

Om : sit in the corner and eat them..

Nilanjana took them and realized the corner meant on the floor like a domestic maid.. she reluctantly did it.. well after all what she was doing all through was what a domestic maid did..

Nilanjana realized that the curry was chicken.

Nilanjana : please i dont eat non veg..

Om : no non veg?? you live on grass?? he he...

Nilanjana pushed the dish away..

Om : then you can enjoy lonely bread only.. he he..

Nilanjana looked at him, but she was hungry and munched on the bread. she wanted to get home.. but she did not know where in the world she was.. she had to wait for Vicky who was supposed to return in 30 minutes then.. she looked at the clock .. it was 4:15 pm.. more than 4 hours since she had been working here..

Nilanjana : when will Vicky come??

Om : finish the food and he is waiting downstairs in the car..

Nilanjana looked at Om.. thanking god that she asked or he may never have told her..

she quicly finished her bread and got up.. she went into the store and located her long boots.. as she sat down to wear her shoes, she noticed Om standing on the door watching her nakedness which she was unable to hide.. she glared at him, but he did not move till she got up and arranged her clothes again..

Om : Can you go down on your own??

Nilanjana nodded in affirmative.. she did not have any purse or bag.. she walked to the main door and walked out of the apartment.. she waited for the elevator to come.. she looked back at the apartment, and realized the apartment address was C-3.. maybe tower C and floor 3.. since there was only one apartment per floor..

elevator came.. she got into the elevator without any byes to Om, who seemed to be looking at her till the last minute..

she got to the ground floor thinking that she will give Vicky a scolding, which she was unsure was her right..

just as she was walking out of the lobby of the builing, she noticed the letter boxes on the wall.. one of them read..

C-3 - Ms Asma Khan
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Originally Posted by johndoe7today View Post
By the way, I would suggest that when you want to end this story, please do it in such a way that the tables turn and Nilanjana has an upper hand somehow. I know it is difficult, but it must be just another challenge to your ingenious mind; just make sure that Nilanjana wins this war, and maybe you can make Vicky, Rohit and Ustad die a horrible, painful death, something like them getting their balls crushed or cut or something like that. Especially because you soon plan to include KumKum too in the problem, two women can defeat three men in this battle of wits, right?

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Originally Posted by pgfan View Post
I would say, it should end with the woman (or women) realizing the futility of resisting the villians and resign themselves to permanent servitude......
If you really want to satisfy every one in this case, perhaps Nilanjana can buy perpetual freedom for Kumkum at the price of becoming a permanent sexual slave for Vikram and his gang.
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Originally Posted by masala_man View Post
In fact I would like you friends to suggest her on how she could get out of this ordeal for good.. without harming any of her or her family member's future..


khan1900-

I have to say that I like the idea of the villans ending in some "Yaadon ki Bharat" style (balls crushed under a train ).
On the other hand I would have no idea how Nilanjana could save herself.
I could imagine an ending in which Nilajana sacrifices herself to save Kumkum. I think it would be hot if Nilanjana says goodbye to her sis (by phone) taking all responsibility on her, and is locked in a box to be shipped to her final destination as sex slave.
Forgive me if this sounds too weird.
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salesman91-

Hi massalaman..


(Right now i dont want her to come out of trap) but soon..(story should cont... there after too in diffrent angle....)
I have some idea to share with...

1::when she c's its aasma's appartment then she is shocked(obviously) now after that she knows::: "that" may b his husband....then from here she become furious...(gusse me aadmi apna buddhi bhrasht kar leta hai).

2::So from here u can do like may b (just an opinion) she become more slutty...or u can add some thriller here with some murder...in that apartment may b aasma khan or om...or someone annonymous(she doent know about)...and she will b trapped again...cuz her finger print is all over the place....(it wud really spiced up the story)
Just my thoughts:
may b she is bein taken advantage by someone else too.(its time to add new character)

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She had run upstairs on noticing the name on the letter box.. if the lady in the bed was Asma then the man should be her husband..


she ran upstairs but Om was ready for her... and rest was history as she was thrown into the car.. she was screaming, howling as she was lifted with her pubes and thrown into the back seat, where she lay thinking.. she felt disgusted working as a maid for Asma.. she was sweeping the floors when her her husband had been sleeping with Asma just few feet away in the same room.. she felt so humiliated..

her hands were sub-consiously stroking her pubic hair to relieve herself of the pain in her crotch .. but she was lost in her thoughts and did not realize when the pain turned into pleasure as her womanhood started to get wet again..

the train of thoughts was broken with the sudden brake in the car.. the car stopped and she could hear the driver talking to another man.. she recognized the other person's voice as Vicky's...

Vicky (to the driver) : where is she??

driver pointed to the rear.. Vicky peeked through the rear window and saw Nilanjana almost stuck on the floor of the car behind the front seat... Nilanjana wanted to blast Vicky for what she had been through, but wanted to avoid confrontation.. she closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping ... Vicky opened the car door and looked at her pleasingly.. her breath quickened.. she was afraid of the unknown, her closed eyes were not telling the brain what was coming.. she could virtually hear her heart beat in her ears as seconds passed..

she had not removed her hands from her naked crotch.. she had not lowered her dress and she fought the urge to move.. any movement from her could mean a confrontation.. she fought the urge to move her hands and remained im-mobile.. however her dilemna was broken when she felt Vicky's hands lifting her hand off the crotch..

As he lifted her hands to the side, she felt nude in front of the whole world.. she was sure that driver must be watching her... she wanted to lower her dress and run away.. but she did not even know where she was.. about her surroundings and area.. she did not have money.. she was dressed provocatively and all this would just ensure that she would land up in the more trouble,...

Vicky was meanwhile inserted his hands between her semi closed legs.. Nilanjana shrugged at the very touch and invasion of her most private, once most private parts.. though she had been with Vicky since yesterday and also Chintu too had touched her there, she was still very uncomfortable with someone touching her there.. but she did not move.. she clenched her teeth when she felt Vicky rubbing her womanhood lips.. she could strangely feel her body responding with teasing itching and she could feel her lips get wet in response to his touch..

suddenly Vicky withdrew his hands.. her body wanted him to continue.. her womanhood was throbbing for more..

Vicky : wow.. she is wet again.. the medicine is working..

Nilanjana's worst fears were coming true.. Om had given her fake medicines which were working on her to make her feel wet and horny beyond the direct control of her mind..

another man's voice : let me also see..

Nilanjana suddenly opened her eyes on hearing the unknown voice and drew back.. she was taken aback by watching 2 more men besides Vicky and Rohit and the driver.. they were a total of 5 people and she could not believe she was lying with her womanhood naked.,,

Vicky : he he.. see she was awake.. enjoying all this..

Nilanjana : SHUT UP VICKY.. you are a son of the bastard.. what the heck do you think you are achieving by doing this..

Vicky and other men continued to laugh on her, ignoring her pleas.. Nilanjana looked around.. they were in middle of some industrial area and the roads wore deserted look.. there was a railway track beyond the deep trench after the road.. not many people around.. Nilanjana backed off to the door away from the men, trying to lower her dress as much as she could.. but not meeting with lot of success as the men continued glaring at her womanly assets..

Vicky : ok guys time to leave.. if you want we can drop you off..

guys agreed.. the driver walked to the driving seat while Vicky on the left seat on the front, beneath the driver.. Nilanjana looked on as a fat man and Rohit got onto the rear seat.. leaving very little space for her to sit.. she stood off the seat and backed off till her bums touched the rear door, just behind the drivers seat.. with low height of the car, she was bending at her waist causing her scanty dress to ride up from behind..

Rohit and the other man, who was bit fatty, took so much liberty to sit comfortably on the rear seat that she would have been sitting almost with her thighs hugging the fat man..

but to her utter surprise, the door behind her too opened and the third man entered the car from that side.. she was literally panicking as there was not an inch of the space remaining on the seat.. and she was literally sandwiched between the two of the three men on the rear seat.. and she was standing in very awkward position, bending at her waist over the front seat.. she thought that her ass was peeking through her dress and her thought was confirmed as the man pushed her bums, his hands meeting the naked skin on her bums just over her ass crack..

Nilanjana : please..

to her horror, she could imagine her naked ass and flesh between her legs just inches from the nose and eyes of the two men.. she moved her hands back to lower her dress as much as possible.. with her almost bending at 90 degrees, the dress would just not come down.. also the pulling left her pulling down her dress over her bra and big breasts.. exposing her clevage to the men in front.. she placed her hands on her naked bums to cover the remaining flesh, whatever she could..

the driver was looking at her clevage through the rear view mirror and could see the dep valleys... on pretext of asking the men for directions, the driver turned to have a direct look at clevage.. he face was just inches from Nilanjana's face, which wore a desperate look... she did not have any doubt on what the driver was looking at..

her breasts were pushed out of her scanty shoulder less dress by the padded bra.. also her bending and pressing of her flesh against the top of the dront seat had really pushed the flesh up and out.. she could feel the obscene display of her mammaries and yet do nothing about it.. she just wished her nipple had not popped out...

suddenly she felt a hand touch the skin where top of her thighs met her bums...

Nilanjana (almost shirieking) : please..

Vicky turned around..

Vicky : what happened??

Nilanjana : please.. please Vicky, i am your bhabhi.. please take pity on me.. please ...

Vicky did not speak.. Nilanjana felt humiliated and alone as she realized Vicky's eyes on the marvellous obscene view of her breasts.. she felt humiliated by complete ignorance of her pleas and beg for mercy falling on deaf ears, instead attracting lusty looks on her mammaries.. her she moved her one hand in the front to cover her ample breasts, leaving her other hand fending off the advances of stranger hands on her bums..

the driver turned to front and suddenly the vehicle shot forward with a big screech.. Nilanjana fell down with the jerk in one man's lap.. her wrist got a sharp twist as it landed in the lap and her whole body landed on top of her wrists.. just as suddenly driver started the vehicle forward, he braked full throttle, within seconds, the vehicle skidded to some extent, throwing the unstable Nilanjana to the front.. she was almost over the seat, but her hands came just in time to hold herself from tripping over... if she would have tripped over, she would have been in the awkward position of head over heels in the dress leaving her completely vulnerable.. but the toss forward had taken its toll.. as the front of her body had rbbed the top of the front seat, it had left the top of the dress down to her waist, leaving her just in her padded bra top of her waist.. the strech had also made her bums completly naked from behind..

Nilanjana just hoped that the dress had not had any permanent damage.. she tried to get up and pull her dress back up, but before she could so so, driver suddenly started the car again and shot off.. throwing her backward again, this time landing her firmly into the lap of the fat man... with her bums naked and her top just clad in the low cut bra.. her left nipple was popping off from the bra.. she wanted to pull the dress back up, but found the two men on the either side holding her both arms tightly..

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Nilanjana was totally helpless.. she hardly had the foothold on the floor of the vehicle and the momentum was bit too much for her to control.. the momentum as the vehicle moved was bit too much for her body to control, especially when her hands were not holding anything, just busy trying to cover her assets from those preying eyes..


now with her hands held firmly, she could not get off the lap of this fat middle aged man.. she could feel his hardness poking into her naked bottoms... she wanted to hike up her dress, which was now resting on her waist... she was just wearing the white bra with transparent plastic straps above her waist.. and the poor bra, a size smaller, was doing nothng more than enhancing her clevage and completly failed to contain her big melons.. rather they were making them obscenely big as the flesh overflowed from everywhere.. one of the cups had been blown off to leave her left nipple in the open..

the car rolled on the highway.. she did not even had an hinch where she on earth she was.. she did not know whether they were going towards the city or away from it... the sun seemed to be moving towards the sunset as the rays shone on her face.. but she was not too concerned about it..

she had bigger things to be concerned with, especially the hand that was moving towards her breasts.. she could do nothing but scream and watch in extreme humiliation and horror as the hand, came forward from under her shoulders and kneaded her right breast..

all she could do was thrash her head from side to side.. her attempts to pull her arms free proved futile with the the men being much stronger than her tired body...

Nilanjana : NOOOOOO... PLEA>.... NOOO... LEAVE ME... PLEASE..

no one was listending to her pleas as the man on her left put his hands on her naked thighs... she could not do anything other than twitch in almost no space available.. the hand was moving more towards her pubic triangle and was already moving under the hem of her dress over the line where her legs met her torso..

All she could do was press her thighs togather.. she tried to lift away from the lap to escape the torture, but Rohit was quick to place his hands under her bums and stretch his fingers towards her womanhood.. she had no option but to quickly get down in the lap to avoid Rohit's advances.. she turned to glare at Rohit as if he was betraying her, but he was never in her team.. but before she could turn her head, she felt the fat man behind her, whose lap she was sitting was pinching her left exposed nipple.. she was pleading with the man to leave her, but her nipple went erect as AC mixed with the drugs was showing its effect.. she could

Fat man : hey, seems we have some milk here..

rolling is finger and thumbs on her erect left nipple.. she could feel her breast tighten.. but she continued her half hearted protests..

Nilanjana : pleasee... pleee......... AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhh..

suddenly the pleas turned into shrieks.... the man towards her left had grabbed her pubic hair and was pulling them out... with her hands in captivity, all she could do was slide her body lower and away from the reach of the invading hands.. but that was not so easy and almost imposssible... she was already grabbed at her arms, pubic mound and her mammaries..all she ended up sliding down was raise her dress into a bunch around her waist and nothing more... the person was enjoying her wiggling and thrashing which only increased as he increased his pull..

she thrashed around.. and let out another big shriek when her streched leg calf muscle right on top of the gear.. thrashing around, her right leg had gone between the front seats of the car and landed sharply on the gear rod...the impact was so much that car had gotten to neutral without pressing on the clutch..

the driver was in mix of anger, surprise and fearful of driving like this.. he got the car to the side of the deserted highway, but kept the engine humming to allow the AC to function.. and looked back, he was staring right into her womanhood inside the attacked jungle..

meanwhile Nilanjana had no clue that the car had stopped.. she was still struggling against the invasion.. it seemed that someone had poked 100's of needles through her pubic region...

the driver seemed to have another idea.. he grabbed her right leg into his hands, partially to protect her from hitting and damaging the deck on the dashboard.. he unzipped her long boot and let it to the floor... Nilanjana was too engrossed in her pain to notice it..

the driver : hey friend, leave her.. you dont hurt the lady there...

Nilanjana was surprised to find a supporter of her in the car.. she did not know that the instruction was followed with the naughty signal too.. the man left her..

the driver : leave her hands too...

the two men on either sides left her hands too... she could breathe easy for a moment.. she lay back, trying to relax... glad, she tried to lower her arms... one of her hands went onto her pubic mound which ached badly...

she tried to pull herself up... but could not.. she realized that the 'so kind a moment before' driver had removed her boot off her right leg.. and was tightly grasping her foot..


Nilanjana : please leave... he eheh.. hha ohhhh.. nooooo haaaaa.. haa..ha ha ha... pleeeeee...

as the tickling struck her foot, she tried her best to pull her leg back.. but it was very tightly held.. she slumped further to the floor.. she was litterally sleeping in the two men's lap.. her hands were thrashing to hold onto something.. that something was not there.. she tried to pull herself up, but there was no chance..

Vicky had known that she was tooo sensitive to tickling ... this was when she had come home married when she was a bride..

Nilanjana : ohh please.. noo.. nooo.. please nooo.. not... he he he... ha ha... oooooooohhhh...

Nilanjana's left leg was spreading and looking for a foot hold, leaving the entire region between her legs open for the five men to see.. Vicky pulled out his digital camera and clicked.. regreted he had not got his video camera, but the digi cam had capability to make a fair quality of video.. and he could see her womanhood getting wet as she struggled as the balls and drugs inside her were doing their role..

meanwhile the driver continued tickling.. saliva streaked through the side of her lips and tears dangled in her eyes... second by second Nilanjana's body was loosing all energy as she thrashed about helpless and clueless..

the driver : you want me to stop?

Nilanjana : please yes.. please yes... nooo moooooo... no more... pllllleeeeeeeeeeeee

Vicky : take off your bra if ... you want him to stop..

Nilanjana : heehh he he he he.. he... ohhh... please....

Vicky : take off your bra...

Nilanjana : nooooo... heee.. he he.. nooo.. please..

as the torment on her feet continued..

Vicky : wont you ??/

Nilanjana stopped thinking about her modesty...

Nilanjana : yeyy......yyyyyyyyyyyy... ohjhh please stop....

driver : first take it off..

Nilanjana thrashed around.. her mouth was drooling... she tried to lift herself to unhook the bra.. but driver teasingly tickled her foot and she fell back... everybody laughed at her... every moment of her legs had the balls scratching her womanhood and making her more wet... but the moans of pleasure were too feeble compared to the torture of tickling..

Nilanjana : please sto... nooooo... he he.. he ... nooo.. please.... i will..

the driver : unhook the bra..

Nilanjana mustered all her strength and moved her hands behind her back... but to no avail.. she could not.. the tickling continued.. she could now hardly breathe as the laugh continued..

Nilanjana : ohh my.. ohhh ,... my.. no ...ple... i w.... stop... i ...

the driver : take off the straps off your shoulders..

taking the dip in the instensity of tickling, Nilanjana lowered her bra straps over her shoulders... the cups of her bra were also lowered as the straps dangled uselessly over her arms.. the left cup was anyway useless as it has already left the complete left breast naked, due to her struggles.. she lay panting and weak as the tickling stopped... she tried to pull her leg back, but the driver held it firmly back..

the driver : lower the cup first..

Nilanjana : please no..

the driver : how dare you refuse me...

saying he again started tickling again, leaving Nilanjana admist miserable laughter again...

Nilanjana : nooo.. nooooo... ohhh.. he he... ha ha...

the driver : how dare you refuse me..

Nilanjana : ohhh please.. i am ... i am .. i .. he he he he... i am sorrr.... ohhh.. ha ha ha..


the driver : lower your cup..

Nilanjana desperatly lowered her bra cup, leaving both her breasts open as she lay in the lap of the strangers... the driver still continued with the tickling, leaving virtually topless Nilanjana miserable..

Nilanjana : pleas... stop.. noooo... he ehe he... ooooooooo... my ,,,... nooooo... he he he.. you saide......

Vicky : she should get a punishment for refusing our order...

the driver : yes. you will beg all of us to fuck you...

he continued the tickling...Nilanjana was drooling extensively now.. her mouth was dry... but the torment was still on.. to make the matters worse, the fat man was slowly rubbing her bouncing breasts making her nipples erect.

Nilanjana : ohhh pleee... noooo.. pllleee.. dont... dont.. i will do anything... ppp... heh eh .. ohhh.. ohhh..

the driver : no way..

Nilanjana : pleeeeeeeee... dont ... ia m... aa.. aa... he hje... ohhhh.. nooo.. please.. i am a married woman.. lea.... leave me...

the driver paused his tickling...

the driver : dont tell me no one else other than your husband has ever entered your pussy..

Nilanjana : please... i am doing everything you say... please not this..

she joined her hands as she lay topless, but the fat man still rubbed her breasts and she was surprised that her nipples had hardened.. she wanted to cry, her body was betraying her..

the driver : he he.. you did not answer me..

Nilanjana : please.. i will do anything.. but not this..i am beggin you..

the driver and Vicky looked at each other..

Vicky : ok.. then you will stand up with your boobs outside the sun roof of the car..

pointing to the sun roof opening of the car.. Nilanjana just stared in awe..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

if a person gets into the soft corner in the life, the whole world leaps onto the person and sucks him dry.. and if the person is a lady, then she is taken sexual advantage... Nilanjana understood it very well now.. she could not leave this ordeal and it was just becoming tooo much for her to handle.. the worst part of it was that she could not see an end to it or way out..


and here she was, lying in the lap of three men, her thighs in front of another two.. all almost strangers to her she was virtually naked and could do nothing to prevent these men touching her private parts, or to be exact, once private parts.. and worse part of this was that her body was welcoming their advances by becoming aroused..

and she was now being asked to stand off the sun roof.. ..

Nilanjana : please.. please..

the driver : you are so fond of saying please... if I hear another please, we are just going to drop you off here.. and leave you on your own..

Nilanjana looked at him.. he was being so crude.. it was almost 5:45 pm, as she could see in the watch on the car dashboard.. another hour and a half it would be dark... she could not afford being left in the middle of no where, with almost no or none clothes, no money or clue where on earth she was..

with the click of the button on the dashboard by Vicky, sun roof automatically opened with the motor... she looked up at the sun roof... she could see the blue sky through the opening.. it was just wide enough for her to stand out of it.. but standing out of it would mean she would be exposed topless to the world..

the driver : hurry up..

Nilanjana : can I please wear my dress... i cant go out like...

the driver : ok... two conditions...

Nilanjana looked at him..

the driver : you are not wearing your bra.. which you will hold in your hand..and you will blow kisses and wave your bra to everyone who passes by...

Nilanjana looked at him in disbelief...

Nilanjana : but what are you gaining exposing me like this to ...

the driver : if we want, you would be sitting on the roof of the car without your dress on...

Nilanjana knew this was true, and the wierd and sick people they were, they could very well force her to do this.. and mad enough to put her in any humiliating position.. she wondered if they were not afraid of law or security officer.. she hoped security officer to catch them on the highway... but always wondered if she would not be offered them as bribe.. she did not know what to hope for..

she tried to raise her dress from her waist up.. she waited for a moment, hesistantly, she unhooked her bra and removed it.. it was anyway not doing its job of covering or supporting her big C cups.. Vicky took her bra from her hands as she tried to raise her dress..

the driver : stand up and raise your dress..

Nilanjana looked at him.. she gave a cold sigh and attempted to stand.. it was tough to stand as the car roof was low and there was not even an inch of space on the floor.. she was virtually kneeling naked in the laps of the three men..

she pulled up the dress ... to her relief, the elastic which was above her breast was not damaged.. the dress did not sport a very deep or obscene clevage, which was being forced by the bra earlier, but any onlooker, even who did not look so closely, could tell that her big breasts were naked and without support under the dress..

the driver : come on.. we wont wait all day for you to stand..

Nilanjana on her knees, in the lap of the three men, came forward and streched to hold the edge of the sun roof opening.. she dragged herself to the place just above the hand brake and slowly rose up.. she could feel her dress rising from behind as she streched and pulled her body up, but she did not mind much when just few minutes ago she was virtually naked in front of these men..

gettting out of the sun roof was not so easy with her broad shoulders and plump body composition.. but it was not so tough either.. only problem she faced was as her long choti got stuck in the hook and hair were pulled, but someone down under was kind enough to release it.. also as she rose out of the hold, her dress slid down for a minute over her breasts as her big boobs were crused against the edges of the roof opening... but she could not pull her dress back up as she had not got her hands out of the hole before her body.. once her body was out and almost packed the entire opening in width, there was no way she could drag her hands out..

she lowered herself again bare breasted and got herself up again, hands first.. and then her topless body followed.. her hands then pulled the dress back up again..as she stood with her breasts resting on the roof of the car..

the driver raised himself out of the car window and handed her the bra with the smile... Just then a car was approaching from the opposite direction..

the driver : waive to them and blow them kisses.. he he..

Nilanjana looked at him and gave him a hollow glare..

the car came and passed off.. she kept looking at the car and the driver at her.. she did not wave..

the driver : hey slut, did you not listen??

Nilanjana : please.. i cant do this..

the driver : if i tell this to them, you know what they will do to you.. fuck you raw inside the car..

Nilanjana : please..

the driver : see that bus coming.. take this chance..

the bus came and passed, nothing Nilanjana did.. tears formed in her eyes, but she could not wave..

the driver : now you will pay if you dont..

they waited for another vehicle.. it was a car.. Nilanjana tried her best but could not..

the driver : now you wait and watch.. you will be sorry..

Nilanjana broke down in tears,...

Nilanjana : please, please.. i cant... i... please..

the driver went down into the car and discussed something with the group.. Nilanjana waited in fear to be called back in and bangd all over.. she just stood as if standing would make her disappear.. she was just hoping time to pass..


the driver then came out

the driver : they are so excited.. about it.. if you dont do it.. then... see that car.. it is coming.. think that your last chance is comign..

the car came and passed and Nilanjana could not do anything.. her mind thought it was too cheap and just refused to do it..

her teary eyes looked at the driver.. she joined her hands, requesting, begging for some kindness..he was looking at her tooo, but there was hardly and kindness in his eyes..

suddenly Nilanjana felt that her dress was being pulled vigrously down... she tried to hold onto her dress but the driver held her both joined hands.. she struggled with the grip and successfully got free, but it was too late as her dress was gone by that time, leaving her breasts naked...

desperate, topless Nilanjana tried to lower herself back into the car.. but Vicky pressed the close button of the sunroof... the roof shutter started closing..Nilanjana tried to lower herself inside... Nilanjana successfully got her naked breasts in, but her shoulder got stuck as the roof closed enough to trap her shoulders and arms and body above outside the car..

she felt herself in the very awkward position.. the men laughed at her position.. she was bending at her knees as she had lowered herself.... her left boot was unzipped and taken off... then men completed the formatlity of pulling off her dress to her ankles.. she could not do anything .. she could not lower herself as her chin would get stuck.. she could not raise herself as her large breasts would not come out of the trap hole..and her hands were trapped with her body... yes, the closing sun roof had become a trap for her..

Nilanjana begged and pleaded, but no one came out.. after few minutes the driver poked his head out..

the driver : now we willl play a small game, bitch..

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The idea of this game was suggested by our friend PGFAN.. Request you to rep him for his due credit for this part..


Nilanjana : please please let me in.. i am choking...

Nilanjana was stuck really bad... her hands and shoulders and her head were stuck over the roof of the car while her complete body was trapped inside the car.. and the first brunt of it was that her dress was dragged down and her remaining boot on her left leg was unzipped to leave her naked...

the driver : every time a white car crosses, we will be playing with your breasts and every time a bus or a truck passes, we will handle your cunt and your ass.. he he ...

Nilanjana could not believe what she was hearing... she looked at the driver in absolute horror.. the position she was in, she could not even resist anything..

the driver : and this will last for 10 white cars and 10 busses... ahh only those cars and buses to whom you blow kisses and wave your bra...

he got in before she could even protest... she tried to squeeze herself down the sun roof.. she just the roof was virtually biting her just under her shoulders... she could not even move.. she tried to push the lid on the roof opening, but it was pushing in from behind and she was not in a position to move, let alone turning back and trying to push it away....

her body, inside the car, was in worse position than on the top... her legs was spread as she bent on her knees to get down... now she could not raise herself and straighten her knees... and her womandhood was left un-protected.. her breasts were anging almost with the roof of the car... like two ripe big melons topped with nipples which looked like the cherries on the icing and looked really delicious..

her behind was also as inviting, her smooth back met into the big propotionate globes of her big fleshy bums... just seperated by her long choti flowing down the middle of the bums...

the sun was behind her and the driver could see her shadows on the road in the front.. the car started moving.. she could feel the wind blowing at her face... she also felt somebody moving his hands on the sides of her body.. feeling her unprotected curves...

Nilanjana : ohh ... ohh.. nooo.. please.. no..

she banged her hands on the roof of the vehicle... but no one was concerned to her pleas... her mind wanted her hands to go down and resist the invasion but her arms were helpless to reach the region of torment..

meanwhile, men inside had opened the bottles of beer and hard drinks... namkeen and snacks had started flowing.. it was a classical environment, a beautiful evening... car running on an unhindered long drive, booze all around and a beautiful female hanging helplessly in the middle of the car.. open.. freee for all..

Nilanjana closed her eyes and cried for mercy, which was not to come... but something was coming.. she heard the men cheer wildly in the car.. she looked up and saw a bus coming from the opposite direction...
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