Ordeal of A 30 Yr Old Housewife

synopisis - This is a long tale of ordeal about a 30 yr old housewife Nilanjana. A blackmail tale..
So advice minors and different taste people to keep out..
Part 1.
It was 12:10 pm and Nilanjana was before time for her appointment with her younger sister. She
checked the gas knobs off. She checked the water geyser and taps not dripping. She had a
checklist in her mind and she followed that. She did not want her apartment to be a mess when
she returned.
She was to make in time for the 13:30 pm meeting with her younger sister Kumkum at the city
center mall, about 45 minute drive from her apartment.
ahh, the window was not bolted properly and had flung open letting breeze in. This shanta bai is
more worried about rushing out than doing things properly. She looked out of the window and
saw a young couple
It had been a long long journey for Nilanjana after her and Kumkum's parents had died. Her dad
had just been transferred to Mumbai from Calcutta when both the parents died in the scooter
accident. It was tragic times with Nilanjana just 17 and Kumkum much younger at 10. But
Nilanjana knew more than tragedy, they had no real relatives to take care of. She knew she had
to support and fend for herself and her younger sister.
POST PICTURES OF NILANJANA and KUMKUM in YOUR IMAGINATION AND WIN REPS
Nilanjana left her studies and joined a full time clerical job at her fathers employment company.
The scales were much less. But the sympathy towards her loss made things easier for her to
settle in. She could earn enough to support her sisters studies in one of the best convents and
cutting edges to make the ends meet for the two time decent meal.
Times were tough but tough got going. She had met Siddarth in one of the company party
evenings. Siddarth was the managing director of the company and Nilanjana was responsible to
arrange the party. Siddarth fell in love her hardwork and dedication and the beauty of her work.
Or maybe he fell in love with her "just-out-of-teen" 22 year old innocence. Nilanjana never had
paid any attention to her appearance, though god her blessed her with some of the best.
She had fell in love with the plain suits, she could afford. She had no room for makeup in her life.
The only luxury she applied was to have suits stiched loose enough to not to highlight her
volumptous 36 C breasts and meaty thighs and full buttocks which added spice with her 5 feet 9
inch frame.
Time passed, Siddarth was inclined towards Nilanjana, but she was afraid of things, or just
wanted to focus on her job to support her sister's studies.
Only after Kumkum, a bright girl in school, made it to engineering with top grades, did Nilanjana
relax towards the life. Siddarth made a soft proposal to her. He seemed serious and she liked
him. But there was a vast difference of status which Siddarth downplayed.
They went ahead with their plans. Everything went well, but destiny had something else in mind
for Nilanjana.
Part 2 - Preface continued..
The nice and a beautiful relation for Nilanjana turned into turbulence when the marriage
proposal was rejected by Siddarth's family. Siddarth did his best to get Nilanjana accepted in the
family.
Barely had his family consented for the marriage and marriage took place in full tension
environment.
It was just the second day of their marriage, when Vicky the younger brother of Siddarth tried to
cross lines on Nilanjana. He took Nilanjana to be a loose character girl who wooed his elder
brother for sake of money and comfort. He stated his intentions to Nilanjana the very first time
he bent to take her blessings when the bride came home, by touching her legs rather than feet
below her saree. She averted the face off in front of everyone by backing out of it.
Later he offered her more money if she slept with him. And he ended up getting slapped.
Nilanjana complained about him in the family and as a result Vicky was kicked out of the family
house and business. Some people in the family did not like it and the relations turned bitter.
Finally within a month Siddarth and Nilanjana moved to a different apartment away from the
family. Siddarth setup a new business.
Nilanjana was more comfortable in new apartment with fewer luxuries, but she could
comfortably have her younger sis Kumkum stay with themselves. Siddarth was very
understanding and supported Nilanjana in this regard.
It was about 7 years to her happy marriage (though they did not plan for a kid till they settle and
Kumkum married). Life was filled with struggle for the couple as Siddarth setup new business.
But the couple lived it happilly through the ups and down of the life.
Finally things seem settling for Nilanjana. She had satisfaction of her role, her struggle in
handling a major tragedy in life. Life and god had been kind on her and she thanked god for
supportive husband, a very nice and loving sister who had done her proud with her hardwork
and a nice life ahead.
Kumkum had grown into a pretty sexy young lady like her sister. She passed out engineering with
distinction and was employed with one of the prestigious software firms in the city. She had
been proposed with a young guy Rahul and they were destined to marry in coming 10 days. And
that is where she was heading. To complete last legs of big shopping list which was pending
today.
Her thoughts were broken by a buzzz of the door bell. Ohh, she had been leaning on the open
window for past 15 minutes. Her long hair was in disarray with the wind. She adjusted her black
saree and tucked her hair behind her ears as she walked to the door with her big heels tip
tapping the floor.
Who is it?? she asked in a quizzing voice as she opened the door.
End of Preface - End of part 2...
Part 3:
Nilanjana : YOU.. Why are you here???
She was taken by surprise when she opened the door and unexpectedly saw Vicky standing
there with another guy. They were dressed pretty cheaply in hunky funky clothes.
Vicky : Bhabhi, Namaste Bhabhi.
Nilanjana : (ignoring his greeting) Why are you here?
Vicky : Bhabhi, was just passing by.. thought would drop in for a glass of water.. By the way, this
is Rohit, my friend.
Rohit : Hello.. bhabhi (bhabhi coming in a bit late)
Nilanjana ignored his greeting but just noticed a big red bag in his hand looked like a cricket kit.
Nilanjana : your brother is not in and I am leaving. You probably should come some other time.
Vicky : Bhabhi, just a glass of water. It has been boiling hot outside.
Nilanjana : (thinking) ok.. wait here..
Saying she turned with dilemna in mind if she should be harsh enough to slam the door on the
visitors. She decided against it and went into the kitchen, just half closing the door.
When she returned with two glasses of water, she was taken aback by the two of them seated
on the sofa in the drawing room.
Probably I should have rammed the door into their faces, she thought.
Nilanjana (irritated) : Water..
She could feel the vulgar looks of Vicky. She ignored them.
Vicky : Bhabhi, you still look sexy.
Nilanjana : shut up. Finish the glass and get going.

Vicky : Bhabhi, heard that Kumkum has also grown sexy.
Nilanjana : SHUT UP, LEAVE... (pointing to the door)..
Vicky : (looking at her as if she was silently accepting his words) Seems Kumkum's assets have
outgrown yours.. he he..
Nilanjana was fuming now, but Vicky was as cool as ice.
Vicky : heard your sis is getting married. You did not invite me to her marriage.
Nilanjana : do you want me to call the police.
Vicky : bhabhi, you are just getting angry. ok, lets discuss business..
Nilanjana : GET LOST.. i tell you.
she turned to walk towards the phone. she picked up the receiver.
Nilanjana : I am calling the police if you dont leave right now..
Vicky : wait bhabhi, please see this before you do.
Rohit pulled out a piece of cloth from the bag and held it in his hands.
Nilanjana looked at the cloth, trying to figure what was happening. It looked like a tattered piece
of garment... like some garment thrown away after being worn extensively. tattered into pieces
and dirty.
Nilanjana : (confused) what is it.
Rohit arranged the garment properly in his hand and held it out once more.
Nilanjana : what is ,.... wait.. OHH MY GOD..
Part 4
Nilanjana : what is this.
Vicky : what you think about it?
Nilanjana : this is.. this is..
Vicky : yes.. this is the top .. which Kumkum was wearing today morning to office.
Nilanjana felt a streak of chill run down her spine.
Nilanjana : how did you get this? where is Kumkum?

Vicky : dont worry bhabhi.. she is ok.. she is with me..
Nilanjana : with you?? what do you mean?
Vicky : ohh bhabhi.. u ask lot of questions.
Nilanjana : bastard.. what do ..
Vicky : (in commanding tone) SHUT UP bhabhi.. i dont like abuses and slang for myself..
Nilanjana's voice cracked and seemed accepting the back foot. She could feel her heard beat
faster. Sweat formed on her head. Vicky meanwhile took out his mobile and dialled a number.
she could hear the ring on the other side as Vicky put the phone on speaker. Nilanjana kept
quiet. maybe she was afraid to speak. she was letting things happen the way Vicky wanted them.
she could not let that happen.
A voice on phone got her back into the room.
(voice on phone) : hello boss...
Vicky (on the phone) : how is chidiya doing?
(voice on phone) : boss she is getting angry.. crying..

(voice on phone) : boss .. can i touch her??
Vicky (on the phone) : wait chotu.. i will get a bigger chidiya for u..
Nilanjana : please let me talk to her..
Vicky (on the phone) : chotu. give the phone to the chidiya..
Kumkum (on the phone) crying) Hellooo..
Nilanjana (on the phone) : Hello..
Kumkum (on the phone) : Hello didiii.. pls save me didi..
Nilanjana (on the phone) : hello.. kummu.. hello.. are you....
Kumkum (on the phone) : please save me didi.. please.. they..please give them whatever you
have of them..
Nilanjana(on the phone) : i will kummu.. where are you..

Kumkum (on the phone) : didi, they have beaten me.. and .. and they...(she broke down crying)...
Vicky took the phone, disconnected it and put it into his pocket.
Vicky : (as cool as a cucumber, rubbing his phone with his shirt to clean off any dust) : So bhabhi,
dont worry, we just removed her tshirt.. we did not even touch her bra.. lol.. her pink bra and
her..
Nilanjana : (virtually screaming) SHUT UP (pausing, controlling herself) and you think u can get
away with this? right?
Nilanjana : (walking to the phone) I will call the police right away and your brother.
Vicky : bhabhi. bhaiya is out of town and even if he hurries back it will be not before evening he
can reach here. and police.. he he.. first you will be running behind them and then they will be
running behind me.. and you know what.. Kumkum is running behind time with me..
Nilanjana paused her steps..
Vicky : i can have nice photoshoot with her in sexy clothes and off course without them..he
he..imagine 11 days down the line, one of my unknown friends distributes those pics to all
people in the mandap..when Kumkum is taking pheras.. police will again come, note a FIR and
take a copies of your beautiful sisters pics with themselves.. for their personal pleasure..
Nilanjana turned towards Vicky and her confused eyes pretended to look confident.
Vicky : who cares about me bhabhi.. i will be in the jail.. next 5 years. and then come back.. but
think about Kumkum.. for her next all years will be a punishment without jail.. and you will be
looking for someone like me, begging him to marry her.. for god sake.... he he..
Nilanjana : please.. what do u want from us..
Vicky : not from us, from you darling.. err. i mean, bhabhi.. (last word coming after a pause).
Nilanjana (seemingly preturbed now but covering up nicely without panic in her voice) : what did
I do to deserve this?
Vicky : he he.. maybe your are Kumkum's sister.. he he..
Nilanjana : what do you want from me?
Vicky : only some help.. for our new business..
Nilanjana : how much money??
Vicky : why do you always think everything in terms of money?? even your relations and love??
Nilanjana (amazingly cool) : shut up .. that is none of your business.. tell me your business..
Vicky : my new business is BLUE FILMS...
The business stream struck like a big wave against the hard wall of brave front Nilanjana was
posing in front of Vicky. She knew she will have to not loose and get Kumkum out of the mess
before she can act against this man. And she could not do so before the wall of her resistance
crumbles.
She was buying time, but she just hoped someone could come to her rescue. She had not been
able to call anyone. And she did not know how much time the wall would stand in the continous
attacks from Vicky, before it cracks.
Nilanjana : how much money you want for your business??
Vicky : money.. money... money.. do you think of something else other than this.. whore..
Nilanjana : (screaming) SHUT UP.. I AM YOUR BHABHI..
Vicky : yeah, who married and broke a family just for sake of her own fun and money...
Nilanjana tried to divert the things to family and relations..
Nilanjana : no please.. i did not do it for..
Vicky : you are going to pay today with your sis...
GIVE YOUR SUGGESTIONS AND WIN REPS.. THOUGH ALL SUGGESTIONS MAY NOT BE ACCEPTED
AND IMPLEMENTED IMMEDIATLY
Nilanjana : what do you want?

Vicky : i dont want money..
Nilanjana : tell me what you want..
Vicky : I want the heroine for my blue film..
Vicky : I want the heroine for my blue film..
Nilanjana : so you are looking at a wrong place..
Vicky : dont worry bhabhi, we will pay you nicely for it..
Nilanjana : what if I refuse..
Vicky : he he.. we have a backup heroine for the picture.. your sis..
Nilanjana : shut up.
Vicky : you want to refuse??
Nilanjana : please..
Vicky : (getting up to leace) ok rohit.. we will have to use the backup..
Nilanjana : wait...
Vicky : what?
Nilanjana : can there be no other way?
Vicky : yeah, i told u.. we can always use the backup..
Nilanjana : try to understand Vicky, i am married and i am your bhabhi.. how can I..
Vicky : but Kumkum is not married and she is not my bhabhi either..
Nilanjana : (almost pleading now, she could feel the wall of her brave front crack) please leave
her..
Vicky : for free??
Vicky (walking to the door) : i dont have time..
Nilanjana : ok.. ok.. (trying to firm up) ..ok..
Nilanjana : (with a defeated look) i will do what you want.. but leave her first..
Vicky : I will leave her when we are done..

Nilanjana : No, first leave her then I ..
Vicky : you are not keeping conditions here..
Nilanjana : I am not doing anything till you leave her..
Vicky : that is your final thought??
Nilanjana : leave her and i will do what you want..
Vicky : ok.. Kumkum is wearing a pink bra.. and i was just wondering what color panties she is
wearing..
(saying Vicky pulls out his mobile from his pocket)
Part 8 :
Vicky pulled out his mobile and dialled the number.
Nilanjana : please no.. we can talk..
Vicky ignored her comment and now Nilanjana could hear the bell ringing on the other side of
the phone..
Nilanjana : i said we can..
Vicky (on the phone) : hello chotu ... ek kaam kar..

Nilanjana : I am ready... what do you wan (vicky's voice cut her scentence)
Vicky (on the phone) : (ignoring her pleas) how is the chidiya doing?
(on the phone) : sir ji, she is fluttering like a injured bird..
Vicky (on the phone) : not still tired .. hmmm??
Nilanjana : please Vicky, please.. no...
Nilanjana tried to leap on the phone.. but Vicky easily dodged out of the way..and she just could
not grab the phone.. Vicky was way more strong than her for that.. another attempt and
Nilanjana knew she was making a mockery of herself..
Vicky (on the phone) : chotu, do you know which color panties she is wearing??
(on the phone) : boss i can just see some white waistband over her jeans..
Nilanjana : please for god sake.. stop it.. i am begging you..

Vicky (on the phone) : no chotu, why dont you check it out.. she maybe wearing a different
colors..
(on the phone) : yes boss..
Vicky (on the phone) : chotu, unbutton her jeans and unzip it..
Nilanjana was on her knees now..
Nilanjana : please..Vicky, please.. i will do anything.. but please stop..
(on the phone) : yes boss,
female screams on the phone (on the phone) : NOO.. NOOO.. NOOOOOOOOOOOOO... OH MY
GOD>.... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo
Nilanjana (crying.. on her knees .. holding feet of Vicky.. resignation stamped in her voice) :
please.. please stop.. i will..i will do anything..
Vicky (on the phone) : chotu, stop..
(on the phone) : yes boss, (sobbing voices in the background)
Vicky (on the phone) : what color is she wearing?
(on the phone) : boss.. white color .. blue polka dotted boss..he he
Vicky (on the phone) : did u pull down her jeans??
(on the phone) : no boss.. i will do it..
Vicky (on the phone) : (Commanding voice) NO, YOU WILL NOT.. CHOTU.. leave her alone for
now..
(on the phone) : but boss, (disappointment clear in his voice)..
Vicky (on the phone) : chotu.. wait for my next call.. i promised u..
Vicky disconnects the phone..
Vicky : so bhabhi, can we work now?? ....... togather??
Vicky : so bhabhi, can we work now?? ....... togather??
Nilanjana collapsed to floor from her knees, crying, weeping in defeat and helplessness. She
could not imagine this was happening to her. She was a free lady just some minutes ago.
Vicky : bhabhi, i think you need another round of motivation.

Nilanjana : no, no... please.. dont do anything to Kumkum.
Vicky : then why dont you get up and get us a nice cool glass of water from the fridge..
Nilanjana struggles to get up.. she arranges her black chiffon saree once on her feet.. not much
can be seen off her dress as she always dressed up simple and conservative.. Rahit tries to catch
a glimpse of her midriif, but not even couple of inches of midriff she has left open for the world
to see.. her blouse is thick cotton and one cant even see the outline of her bra from over it..
Rohit smiles in his mind thinking 'the hidden would be uncovered soon'..
Nilanjana turns towards the kitchen..
Vicky : bhabhi, i got a present for you.. here..
Nilanjana looks behind.. Vicky pulls out a card box and pulls out footwears for Nilanjana..
Nilanjana looks at Vicky.. the sandals were too jazzy for any decent girl or lady. made with glossy
bright red coloured shining glass pieces in the front. They had a long two feel red shining lace.
the sandals had huge high pencil heels which were clearly more than 5 inches. she had worn it
high heels twice in her life and just for trials.. she could not stand the pain in her toes and her
calves due to the high heels.
Nilanjana : Vicky, why this..

Vicky : bhabhi, a present for you...
Vicky bent down in humbleness and kept the sandals for Nilanjana to wear as if he was a sales
man at the chappal store..
Nilanjana : Vicky, i dont wear this type.
Vicky : bhabhi, i dont like people rejecting my present i got with love..
Nilanjana : but..i have never wore one..
Vicky did not budge and sat waiting for her to step into the new sandals, her first step into cheap
world of sluttiness. Nilanjana knew she had least choice.. she was getting forced into it in name
of a present..
she stepped out of her small heels chappal onto the cold marble floor.
Nilanjana : can I wear it myself.
Vicky : I will help you bhabhi, i know u never wore ones like these yourself.
she was in a soup now.. A stranger was offering her to help her wear her sandals. Waise lot many
sales man helped her try her shoes, but this was different.
She stepped on one of the sandals. Her first sensation was of cheapness till she felt she will slip
due to steep incline due to long heels. She tried balancing herself but ended up leaning her
hands on Vicky's head to avoid the fall.
Vicky : these fit nicely bhabhi..
Nilanjana : they are bit loose and i may trip.
Vicky : because i have not tied the laces, bhabhi, can you please lift the saree a bit so that i can
tie the laces.
Nilanjana got this request like a punch in her gut. not that she had not shown herself above her
ankles to anyone, but, each inch of skin she showed today seemed like a rape, each touch on her
feet seemed like a molestation to her..
Vicky : bhabhi..
Nilanjana slowly grabbed the front of her pleads on the saree and raise it ..
Vicky : more higher bhabhi..
she raised it bit more.. now exposing her calves to him.. he slightly massaged her calves with his
palms.. feeling the flesh.. she closed her eyes in shame..this was above the skin he had touched
her when she came married, then she had kicked him out, but today she was going to fall.. she
knew she will fall. she wanted to scream but she could not.. she was waiting to fall into lows of
her modesty..
Vicky started tying the laces over her ankles raising it in every loop.. the laces did not seem to
end.. two feet laces seemed kilometers to her.. each inch he raised over her leg seemed to be an
inch closer to her womanhood..
round and round he went.. and pulling each time so tight with a jerk that she would lean more
on him..he rode the laces as high upto just under her knees..
the other leg followed and so did her humiliation.. the laces were tied too tight, digging into her
soft calves..
Little did she realize that Rohit was recording her humiliation on the camera from behind
her..just angle enough to catch her leaning on vicky's head.
when Vicky was through, he stepped back and stood up.. she stumbled as she was still leaning
her hand on his head for support.. she dropped her saree to maintain balance.. she managed to
stand straight, but she felt like she would fall the first step she took..
Vicky : wait bhabhi... lift it up....
Nilanjana reluctantly lifted up a little lower than before..
Vicky : u look gorgeous real self in this..

Nilanjana (steaming back) : what do you mean??
Vicky : (ignoring her) bhabhi, why dont u try them upto the fridge and fetch two glasses of
water..
Nilanjana dropped her saree back to her feet, looked at him and slowly tried to step towards the
fridge.. she took couple of steps slowly and awkwardly ..
Vicky : quick, two minutes for two glasses.. or again Kumkum will be sorry and screaming..
Nilanjana quickened her small steps.. high heels had effect on her full buttocks as they jutted out
obscenely.. her ass swayed as she struggled to walk to meet 2 minutes..
Rohit took all of it into the camera before keeping the camera inside..
she pulled out two glasses and poured water into them from the fridge..and walked back on the
high heels towards entering the lows of the cheap world.
Part 10:
Nilanjana : water.
Vicky : (turning to her) Rohit, water..

Rohit takes a glass and drinks..
Vicky takes the glass and rather than drinking it pours the water right onto her saree.. on her
chest.. water splashing just where her clevage would be.. Nilanjana closed her eyes as the chill
ran down her body in utter shame... a tear or two dropped along her cheeks raising his hands up
and up as the stream of water splashes with more and more force on her womanly mammaries.
once glass is empty, Nilanjana's saree is clinging to her breasts and showing off the black blouse
as if saree was transparently not there..
Vicky : ohh sorry bhabhi.. i dropped water.. let me clean it up..(as Vicky pretended to pull out a
hankerchief from his pocket).
Nilanjana : (turning away to avoid Vicky touching her) go to hell..
Vicky frowns and keeps back his hankerchief..
Nilanjana heaves a sigh of relief though she does not show it. She still acts to be irritated but
forced lady and pretending that Vicky's tricks cannot prick into her mind.
Vicky : so bhabhi, we begin in your bedroom..
Nilanjana looks up bt remains silent.. she was expecting it. Her bedroom was just an addition.
Vicky : can you take us to your bedroom?
Nilanjana looks at him.. her saree was still clinging to her body.. and she had not bothered to
move it away.
she turned and walked to her bedroom. not bothering the two men following her..
as they enter the bedroom.. she switches on the lights..
Vicky : bhabhi, so clean, seems no one slept in here since ages..
Nilanjana ignores his comments.. Vicky goes and switches on the AC.
Vicky : so when was the last time you slept with brother here?
Nilanjana (shot back) : this is none of your..
Vicky : anything i ask is my business, you get me??
Nilanjana looked at Vicky in defeated hatred, but still fill of pride that she was fighting despite
being prisoner of lost war.
Vicky : now, when was the last time you made out with brother in this bed?
Nilanjana was stunned at the deeper, more aimed question.

she mumbled something..
Vicky : i did not hear anything, you know what happens when i dont get what I want..dont you?
being good and specific would be better for you..
Nilanjana : day before yesterday..
Vicky : crazy guys.. you go about it even in days..
Nilanjana looked up at Vicky.. she did not want to argue or take it more over.. she just wanted it
to finish..
Vicky : is brother able to satisfy you bhabhi with his small...?
Nilanjana : SHUT UP, he is your elder brother..
Vicky : ohh bhabhi, ok.. i will be more direct.. so many years, why have you not been able to bear
a child??
Nilanjana (shooting back) : this is none of your..(broken by Vicky)
Vicky : ahahh.. my business.. I got my answer bhabhi.. probably you should take him to a good
doctor..
Nilanjana: what?? shut up..
Vicky : i can understand bhabhi, now you will not have to worry.. you will be mother to your own
nephew..he he..
Nilanjana had no option but to look down on the inevitable and amazingly direct threat..
inevitable till she does not act or there is some help coming from her fate..
Vicky : bhabhi, where is ur makeup kit..
Nilanjana : why?
Vicky : you look horrible after all those tears running down your cheeks.
Nilanjana : i will freshen up and come..
Vicky : wait bhabhi, take this.. Rohit!!!

Rohit pulls out a cheap looking makup kit from the bag.. it seemed used heavily and repeatedly ..
and roughly.. also added couple of real bright shaded golden and deep red lipsticks.
Nilanjana surprisingly looks at the extensivity of the preparedness these two men had come
with.. they seemed regular at their jobs.
Vicky : bhabhi, to help you we got these.. opening the deep bright red shade lipstick..
Nilanjana : what?? I am NOT going to apply this..
Vicky : dont worry, I will apply that myself on you..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky. For the first time, her eyes were pleading him. She looked on as Rohit
emptied the cheap but extensive makeup kit on the table. She could identify the makeup base,
roos, lipsticks, kajal brushes and various shades of eye liners.
From a free lady till few minutes ago, Nilanjana was now reduced to a slut. So much so, right
now she was wondering what was in store for her. Vicky had hand on her most sensitive nerve
and could wreck her whole life without injuring her. He had turned her into a slut without even
stripping a single cloth off her body. And now here she was, standing in front of her brother in
law, whom she had publically accused of making sexual advances on her, in her own bedroom,
waiting for him to apply makeup on her.
Vicky : Sit here bhabhi. (pointing to the stool).

Nilanjana : please Vicky.
Vicky : hurry up bhabhi, we dont have all day to do this..
Nilanjana reluctanly lowered herself on the stool in front of the mirror. She daily used this stool
and mirror while applying her daily makeup, but today the mirror would witness something else.
But there was something else she could see in the mirror. Rohit was setting up the video camera.
Startled she turned around. Vicky realized that she had seen it and smiled in his mind. What
Nilanjana did not realize is that the camera was on and whatever she was going to say now was
also getting recorded.
Nilanjana : no please, dont take the camera. I am doing anything that you want. But not the
camera please..
Vicky : bhabhi, we agreed to do the blue film..
Nilanjana : but no recording of events Vicky.
Vicky : then what is a blue film?
Nilanjana : I will do everything you ask for..
Vicky : now, now, I am surprised when you say you will object to recording when we make a blue
film.. I dont know what else you will object to... I want to understand what you mean by
everything..
Nilanjana : I will do everything, everything, you ask for .. just no camera please..
Vicky : can you detail out, everything, please..

Nilanjana : everything means... huh.. it means. everything..
Vicky : no no.. please detail so that we are on the same page..
Nilanjana : (feeling bit uncomfortable to detail everything.)
Vicky : you are not keeping your promise bhabhi.. how can i trust you will do somethings, which
you dont even want to say.. Maybe i should call..
Nilanjana : no no.. i will... stammering... i will strip in front of both of u..
Vicky : and??
Nilanjana : and?? .... and i will .. dance for you..
Vicky : (smiling on her) dance naked??
Nilanjana : yes..
Vicky : and??
Nilanjana : and?? ...and.... and sleep with both of you..
Vicky : in your own bedroom??
Nilanjana : yes..
Vicky : in your own bed??
Nilanjana : (getting bit irritated) yes..
Vicky : will you kiss me in your bed too..
Nilanjana : yes..
Vicky : where?
Nilanjana : on your lips..
Vicky : i also want it on my pole..

Nilanjana : ok.. i will..
Vicky : what you will..
Nilanjana : i will kiss you.. there..
Vicky : where??
Nilanjana : (now visibly irritated) i will kiss you on your pole..
Vicky : will you remember your husband??
Nilanjana : no.
Vicky : what if your husband comes to know of it..
Nilanjana : (suddenly irritation replaced by pleading in her voice) no no.. please dont let him
know this.. i will do everything.. please dont let..
Vicky : will the pole meet the hole??
Nilanjana : (not answering)...
Vicky : will the pole meet the hole??

Vicky seemed to be enjoy bargaining with Nilanjana on the receiving end.. she had no option but
to concede everything he asked for..
Nilanjana : yes..
Vicky : what yes...say what will happen..
Vicky was enjoying making her say things she would never have said.. and above all this was all
getting recorded..
Nilanjana : (her eyes begging for this to be completed) damn yes.. .. pole will get the ho....
Vicky : hmmm.
Nilanjana : please but no recording please..
Vicky : but after all we recorded everything till now..
Nilanjana : (confused) what?
Vicky : yeah Rohit show her..

Rohit rewinds the tape and shows Nilanjana the recordings of her leaning on Vicky as he helps
her wear those high heeled bright red slutty sandals.. she was surprised..
the recording further moves to seconds back. when she was detailing those 'everything' tasks
that she was planning to do for them.. in her own bed.. behind her husband.. she was pleading
them not to tell her husband.. the camera had very less volume on playback, but her words were
banging in her head.
Vicky : bhabhi, this recording is enough for us to prove worth of your values..
Nilanjana : (seemingly angry) damn you.. recording secretly.. who will beleive you..
Vicky : nothing in this recording which shows u being forced.. you seemed to be acting like a real
slut..
Nilanjana : destroy this recording or..
Vicky : or.??
Nilanjana remained silent.. nothing she could do or say.. she was helpless and had stepped into a
deeper mess..
Vicky : (his voice declaring and announcing) NOW THIS TAPE WILL TAKE EVERYTHING THAT
COMES NOW..
Nilanjana felt too ridiculed against the announcement to say anything. Rohit set some settings
and camera was ready to capture EVERYTHING that happened today.
Vicky : (commanding voice) bhabhi, turn to the mirror .. now time for some makeup..
Vicky pulled out some face cleansing milk, and waited for Nilanjana to turn back towards the
mirror.. Nilanjana saw no option but turned facing the mirror.. rohit stood behind her with the
camera.. she could see camera focussing from an angle on the mirror so that he could capture
her face and humiliation as they got highlighted with that makeup..
Helpless, Nilanjana closed her eyes in shame as Vicky's hands touched Nilanjana with the cold
milk lotion touched her face.. she could face the pain in her mind as Vicky massaged her cheeks
with milk and rubbed off the dirt off her face.. he went on to apply other creams and roos on her
cheeks. Vicky was moving forth and behind her working on her face and neck.. while the camera
captured each detail of the work.
The cream helped a tear or two off Nilanjana's closed eyes slip and quickly fall on her big breasts.
Vicky : stand up and face me now.
Nilanjana opened her eyes and she could see rich application of makeup on her face. she was
looking obscenely pink. she stood up and faced Vicky. he opened a deep red shade of lipstick.
The lipstick looked local brand and seemed heavily used up before..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, not this..
Vicky ignored her half hearted request and pressed the lipstick to Nilanjana, fuller lips.. She
opened her mouth instinctively as her lips were painted red..
Vicky : close ur lips and let it spread nicely..
Nilanjana closed her lips and pressed them togather for lipstick to uniform out.. Vicky had done a
really goood job as the lips seemed really juicy stawberries full of juice which anyone would like
to suck.
Next came the eye shaders and eye liners.. Nilanjana closed her eyes as Vicky applied the
makeup on her.. but this time he was much more closer to her.. she could feel his body heat and
just a minute into it, she could feel her breast brushing his chest. she stepped backwards but
Vicky made it by stepping forward.. This continued for a couple of steps more as Vicky nailed her
with the back to the wall and her well endowed breasts into his chest.
A good 5 minute crush before he backed out and she could open her eyes and lowered them
with shame..
just a glimpse into the mirror and she thought she was looking at someone else. well draped in
pitch black saree, her red high heeled sandals made her full bums jet out of her rear.. her well
endowed milky breasts added to her sensuality.. and her full red lips would have attracted many
honeybees for a full suck.. makeup seemed richly applied on her and her eye lids seemed
burning red with red shades and a well outlined kajal and red eye liner.. the shining chamki was
well used on her lids..
Vicky forced her heir into a on top of her head and she looked like a vamp of the 70's bollywood
movie.
her head hung in shame as the camera went on recording it..

just then she noticed something which caught her eye.. A big golden ring was kept on the
dressing table. Laced with read beads and golden frame, she could easily fear what it was... and
her fears came true very soon..
Vicky : yes bhabhi, that is the nose ring which you would wear..
Nilanjana : no Vicky, please..
Vicky : you are too afraid, this will look good on you..
Nilanjana : Vicky, please.. i dont have my nose pierced anyway..
She remebered that she did not even wear one during her marriage as she did not like it and was
highly uncomfortable with getting her nose pierced. Hence she had gotten it removed from her
bridals on special request..
Vicky : dont worry bhabhi, i will pierce it right away.. it will be as painless. i am expert on it..
Nilanjana : no, please.. i am so afraid of..
Vicky : bhabhi, on my special request.. since I am doing so much for you, i expect you to co-
operate with me..
Nilanjana had no choice.. Vicky moved with a piercing pin near her.. she was already back to the
wall.. she just shut her eyes as Vicky neared her.. he pressed pin to her left nostril..Nilanjana
could not feel much pain..
Vicky : see it is done..
Vicky lied to her. he had not pierced it but just put a mark on her nose.. he had painful plans for
her.. Nilanjana was amazed beleiving her nose was pierced now..she raised her hands to check it
but Vicky held them down..
Vicky : first this bhabhi..
Vicky held the nose ring up. Nilanjana relented and got her hands down. and as she was not
expecting any pain and smooth donning of the ornament, Vicky opened the nose ring, targetted
the sharp prick of the nose ring to the target point on her nose from inside and outside..
Nilanjana : AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
and pressed it so hard suddenly with a jerk that the ring pierced her well formed nose.. letting
her writh in pain and let out a deafening scream.. Stream of blood formed on her nose as she
bent over on the floor grabbing her nose in pain..
Nilanjana curled up on the floor holding her bleeding nose as, crying in pain on the way her nose
was abused by Vicky.
Vicky : hey, bhabhi.. get up.. we have things to do..
Nilanjana : why did you do this??
Vicky : because i wanted to do it..

Nilanjana : how can you be so cruel..
Vicky : Rohit, give her the script..
Nilanjana looks confused at Vicky. Vicky comes to Nilanjana and raises her up by her arms ... her
nose is bleeding profusely just under that 2 cm diameter red bead golden nose ring hanging
firmly from her nose over her lips.......
Rohit goes to the bag and pulls out a bottle and some papers.
he hands the papers to Nilanjana.
Nilanjana : what is this..
without warning her, Vicky takes a lid full of aftershave and drops it on her bleding
nose..Nilanjana almost screams in pain.. the pain in her nose turns into sharp burning sensation..
the blood mixed with antiseptic flows down her nose, over her lips and few drops land on her
breasts over her black saree and were lost..
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Vicky : these papers.. read them.. this is the script for the movie.. not big one.. he he.. usually 3 x
movies are made without scripts..
Nilanjana looked at the two sheets.. she could see things written in broken english and bad hand
wrting.. it took her 2 minutes to get used to the writing.. she read on.. as she read on, sweat
formed on her forehead despite AC cooling at full blast..after she had gone through the sheets,
she looked at Vicky..
Nilanjana : why do..
Vicky : Rohit.. time for the interview..
Nilanjana : I am doing everything but please this is not proper..
No one paid any heed to her request.. Nilanjana knew she did not have any choice.. Rohit
handed over the camera to Vicky and went on with a first aid kit to Nilanjana.. he asked
Nilanjana to sit on the chair.. used some cotton, wet with his saliva, to clean up the dried blood
on her nose, upper lips and her chin... Vicky had a sharp press on her nose, as the nose ring had
made an exact wound just where it was and her nose looked as plain as if it hd been done by a
professional in most decent manner..
Rohit then told Nilanjana to sit with a 30 degree angle to the camera while he sat on her
opposite side as if taking her interview..
Rohit : ok bhabhi, with a smile..look into the camera
Nilanjana knew she had no option.. so she complied to the demand, forcing a smile on her lips
under that aching nose..
Vicky : LIGHT... CAMERA... ACTION...

Rohit : welcome guys, here we are with our new Mrs Nilanjana Rai.. she is beautiful, aint she??
Nilanjana : hello guys...
Rohit : she is so famous, and everyone knows her.. so highly trained, that we are too short of
giving her introduction to you.. why dont you introduce yourself, bhabhi??
Nilanjana : guys, to whosoever, who does not know me.. and those who think i am Nilanjana, i
am actually famous as Nilu Bai.. i am guilty of stealing hearts of many men.. guilty of entering
many men's dreams.. and then into their beds.. and beware, tonight i am going to intrude into
your dreams tooo..
Rohit : thanks for that introduction bhabhi, alias Nilu Bai.. hope you dont mind me calling you
Nilu Bai..
Nilanjana : he he.. thanks for advertising me by calling that... anyways, i dont want to use my real
name..
Rohit : you married a rich man.. you are a lucky girl..
Nilanjana : i loved his cock?? NO way.. i loved his money..

Rohit : and are you happy with your marriage??
Nilanjana : See, life has been cruel on me.. he did not have anything to offer me other than
money which we lost due to his family... his younger brother refused to help me. and my
husband struggled to setup the new business.. everybody moved on.. but what did i get??
Rohit : so you went out to other men??
Nilanjana : i have been going to other men since my age of 17..
Nilanjana suddenly broke down with tears..
Vicky : CUT...
Vicky : hey bhabhi, this is just a game.. no tears.. only smiles.. you are supposed to be a good
heroine..
Rohit smiled.. Nilanjana wiped her tears ... Nilanjana was speaking as per the script asked her
to.. she knew the statements were too humiliating and designed to specifically kill her any
chances of recovering from today..
she glanced at the scripts in her hand and faced the camera..
Vicky : repeat last qustion... LIGHT... CAMERA... ACTION...
Rohit : so you went out to other men??

Nilanjana : i have been going to other men since my age of 17..
Rohit : so how many men have you slept with till date..
Nilanjana : (trying to count on her fingers).. 10..11, 12.. 18.. 20.. i dont remember..
Rohit : you said your husbands younger brother refused to help you..
Nilanjana : yeah..
Rohit : what help you needed..
Nilanjana : he is a really strong man.. with broad shoulders and muscular chest.. the real mard
(man) in the family.. i wanted to what a woman desires from a real mard (man)..
Rohit : ahhh.. he would have fell for you..
Nilanjana : no.. he refused.. he is a fool, but i tooo did not spare him..

Rohit : you raped him?
Nilanjana : lol.. a fox cant rape a lion.. can it??
Rohit : then??
Nilanjana : but surely she can cry rape and have him removed as the king..
Rohit : so you...
Nilanjana : i wont tell u more.. but he paid for not eating food served to him on the plate..
Nilanjana wiped her eyes to wade away the hanging tear.. she did not want to do this again.. she
was ruined..
Rohit : and ur husband?
Nilanjana : he did not have teeth to eat the food served in the plate..
she hated herself for saying this for the man who loved her so much all this life.. but she had no
options..
Rohit : would u like to see ur foolish brother in law again?
Nilanjana : lion is not foolish.. dont call him foolish..

Rohit : do you have his number?
Nilanjana : (fumbles to remeber her lines....) aa.. a
Vicky : CUT...
Vicky : hey... forgetting lines..
Vicky : repeat last qustion... LIGHT... CAMERA... ACTION...
Rohit : do you have his number?
Nilanjana : it is written on my heart.. see.. (she bends forward)
Rohit : show me.. (hoping she will pull off her paloo)..
Nilanjana : get lost. he he.. i dont show my heart to everyone..
Rohit : ok.. then show it to him.. i will call him..

Vicky : CUT...
Vicky : nice shot..
Nilanjana : please Vicky .. this is too much.. please i will do anything for u..
Vicky : (ignoring her plea) now the next part of the script..Rohit, handle the camera..
Rohit takes the camera..
Vicky : LIGHT... CAMERA... ACTION...
Rohit : Nilu Bai, i called him.. till he comes.. why dont u tell the world, i mean camera your
figure..
Nilanjana : huh.. i am well over 36 .. C cups.. 28 is my waist and see those bums.. they r 38..
Rohit : wow.. 36 C.. i cant see them over ur saree..
Nilanjana : why do u want to see them??
Rohit : please ... it is thing to be seen..
Nilanjana : ok.. i will show u the outline only..

Rohit : please..
Nilanjana : ok.. see it.. (as she drops her paloo to reveal her big boobs packed the black blouse..
cotton blouse was too high neck to show even the hint of any clevage.. but it surely made them
look delicious and inviting as the blouse seemed struggling to hold the big flesh inside)..
Rohit : (sticking his tongue out and his eyes glued to her breNilu Bai, what color ...
Nilanjana breaks down crying...
Vicky : CUT CUT..
Nilanjana : (crying) i cant do this .. i cant do this .. please.. (she went down on her knees from the
chair with joined hands.. begging)...
Nilanjana : please i cant take it anymore..(already on her knees,, saying her head went down on
the floor)
Vicky : bhabhi.. get up..
Nilanjana : (ignoring... continues to cry bitterly)..
Vicky : come on bhabhi.. dont force me to ..
Nilanjana : (rasing her head from the floor) please Vicky, i am sorry .. i am sorry for anything
wrong i did to you..
Vicky : now what is there to say sorry...

Nilanjana : i will do anything.. but please leave Kumkum..
Vicky : i need to check if Kumkum's panties covers her bums or not..
Nilanjana : please.. please .. for god sake..i will do anything..
Vicky : then get up and stop crying..
Nilanjana wipes her tears with her paloo... raises the paloo back over her shoulder.. and fumbles
to stand up... she feels her knees a bit weak.. her eyes look red from crying.. as she wipes her
tears again..
rohit was handling the camera now..
Vicky : now now... who told you to take ur paloo back over?
Nilanjana looks at Vicky.. her pleading had had no impact on him.. she reluctantly pulled her
paloo .. and let it drop over down again.. her breasts packed in black blouse and some skin of her
midriff (just a couple of inches) got exposed as the paloo feel helplessly to the floor..
Vicky : now you will realize what happens when you put false allegation on someone..
Nilanjana looked to the floor..
Vicky : what size did you tell of your breasts..

Nilanjana : (looking down .. whispers) 36 C..
Vicky : i did not hear it.. louder..
Nilanjana (raises her eyes and lowers them again) : 36 C..
Vicky : then why are you so ashamed of it??
Nilanjana remains silent..
Vicky : maybe Kumkum got bigger sizes, that is why?? is it?
Nilanjana chooses to remain silent again..
Vicky : what is Kumkum's size?
Nilanjana : can we remain..
Vicky : what is Kumkum's size?
Nilanjana : i dont know..
Vicky : ok.. i will find out myself..
Nilanjana : (almost screaming) no no.. it is 34 C

Rohit was catching it all on the camera..
Vicky : wow.. you sisters are milky.. waise whose globes are more big?
Nilanjana : please.
Vicky : i can get them compared.. dont worry..
Nilanjana : (ashamed) no.. mine are slightly larger. now please no more..
Vicky : ok...are you wearing a bra?
Nilanjana : off course i am.
Vicky : i cant see it over your blouse..
Nilanjana : it is not meant to be seen..
Vicky : ok.. describe your bra to the world.. err.. to the camera..
Nilanjana : what do you mean?

Vicky : you dont understand word describe.. or you dont understand bra..
Nilanjana : but Vicky ..
Vicky : do u want us to see it ourselves?
Nilanjana : NOO..
Vicky : then??
Nilanjana seemed confused on what to do.
Vicky : and make it extensive..or we will want to see it..
Nilanjana waited for a while.. everybody waited.. it was one of the most tough questions she
was answering..
Nilanjana : it is white plain cotton bra..
Vicky : what is the size?
Nilanjana : size!!! size.. 36 c..
Vicky : does it have lace?

Nilanjana : lace !! no..
Vicky : why are you thinking so much?? we are talking abt your bra.. which you are wearing..
Nilanjana kept quiet..
Vicky : i think you are lying.. i think you are wearing a red bra..
Nilanjana : NOOO.. i am not lying..
Vicky : then prove that you are honest..
Nilanjana : i am honest.. please..
Vicky : bhabhi, if you are so honest about it.. why are you so afraid??
Nilanjana (looking confused) : but.. but..
both men were enjoying her hesitation... choice between proven her honesty and saving her
modesty... her problem was that she had lost all entitlement to any more modesty for herself..
Nilanjana : but..
Nilanjana slid her blouse over her shoulder and exposed her white strap a bit... and held her
head down in shame..
Vicky : what is that?

Nilanjana looked at him in awe.. she was showing him her bra strap to prove it..
Vicky : what is that, bhabhi?
Nilanjana : it is white see...
Vicky : this does not prove ur bra is white.. that is just damn strap..
Nilanjana : but it is obvious that...
Vicky : i told you.. u were lying..
Nilanjana : no Vicky, please..
Vicky : bhabhi, do u have some problem showing ur bra to us?
Nilanjana screamed yes.. but voice just blasted in her head and did not find it out of her mouth..
he was just acting too casual about her modesty..
Vicky : bhabhi. if Kumkum can show her bra.. why cant u..
Nilanjana loooked down at the floor.. he was again hooking her by ace of spade in his hand..
Nilanjana : i can use the bathroom and i will show you..
Vicky : he he he... (laughing wildly holding his tummy) ohh .. u want to pee before showing it??
Nilanjana : (almost on verge of tears with the humiliation) please..
Vicky : you could have told me earlier.. you wanted to pee.. what is so
Nilanjana : NOOO.. i dont want to ..
Vicky : ohh, then .. u gotta go for ..
Nilanjana : NOO.. please..
Vicky : then?
Nilanjana : please can i go to bathroom and i would remove my bra and give it to u..
Vicky : ohhh,, wow. so u r a genius.. u will go to bathroom.. huh??

Nilanjana looks down.. she knew she did not have any choice.. Vicky could use his ace once again
and she will have no option but to obey.. she had no option till Kumkum was in his captivity.. she
had to get her sis free... but every time she thought of unhooking her blouse in front of a
stranger.. or rather her enemy. her mind would just veto it..her fingers felt weak.. and her arms
just did not lift up..
she just hoped Vicky would come and tear her blouse.. that was more easier for her..
the fight just went on.. and with a sob.. taking a deep breath.. her hands lost to her mind and
circumstances.. and she raised her hands to very top button of her blouse..
Vicky : whooooaaa..
couple of tears slept past her eyes and ran down her cheeks forming a streak..
Vicky : Rohit take focus.. u r going to see marvellour things today..
Nilanjana fumbled with her button. she felt dying every minute.. her heart seemed to skip a beat
at the first hook came loose..
she paused for a second before her hand moved to the next one.. her eyes were dry.. no more
tears.. in fact nothing could be seen in her eyes.. she looked blank into nowhere.. the second
hook went bust..
Vicky hooted and whistled.. but she had shut her mind... she had resigned to her fate as third
button resigned to leave a faint glimpse of her clevage pop into view..
rohit watched in awe what he could see on his camera.. his jaw dropped open as fourth button
went bust and let lot of her clevage to be revealed..
fifth and sixth hook were just a formality to reveal the center of her bra and a small pink, green
and red flower hanging right between signifying a old bra.. the old bra but off course a brave bra
who could be taking so much load and meat in it..
she held the two flanks almost togather in last ditch effort to keep her modesty hidden..for at
least few more minutes..
Vicky : open it bhabhi..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. her train of thoughts broken.. she saw no sign of sympathy for her on
his face..pleading will only add to his enjoyment..
she moved her hands apart.. holding one flap in each hand. and exposing her clevage in open..
for the first time intentionally for a man other than her husband.. tears welled up in her eyes..
Vicky walked upt her and held each of her hand.. and moved it apart.. way off her shoulders.. her
each hand stil grabbing a flap of her blouse still.. showing to the camera her bra clad C cup
breasts..
her brassiere holding her breasts wont be personal again for her anymore as camera took its
focus on them.. a tear dropped on her flesh on her breast.. and slowly streaked into her clevage..
Nilanjana stood there.. her hands held the blouse wide open as her clevage exposed as the video
camera took pleasure recording her assets on the media. she would not be same ever..
Vicky pulled out his personal digital camera and clicked her.. As soon as she realized Vicky taking
her picture, she insticntively rolled her hands over her bra and clevage.. she wondered why she
did it, they had enough recording to see her over many times as they wanted.. she did not why
but she did cover herself up..
Vicky : bhabhi, why are you.. he he..
Nilanjana was weeping bitterly now..
Nilanjana : please Vicky.. (her hands folded right in front of her clevage.. pleading and covering
her meat)
Vicky : bhabhi, we have seen enough of what you have tried to hide.. and this is just for my
personal pleasure...
(making it sound as if Nilanjana was made for his personal pleasure)
Nilanjana continued weeping..
Vicky : bhabhi, i will delete this after some time.. dont worry..
Nilanjana : please.. i beg ..
Vicky : (now sounding stiff and stubborn) BHABHI, IT SEEMS WE ARE RAPING YOU (stressing
more on word YOU)... are we?
Nilanjana : (nodded in no.. almost like nod being induced by his terror).. NO.
Nilanjana's head bent in shame..
Vicky : then bhabhi, one more nice pose..
Nilanjana looked confused.. Vicky walked upto her and made her hold her blouse flaps one in
each hand..
Vicky : .. now raise ur arms..
Nilanjana raised her arms.. her blouse getting raised from behind and she realized that the pose
will leave her widely exposed..
Nilanjana : (weeping) you will delete these pictures na??
Vicky : yes (smiling in his mind on her innocence induced by her helplessness).
Nilanjana : i dont want anyone to see these pictures..NOT EVEN Kumkum. i am doing what you
want.. please..
Vicky smiled in his mind.. she was letting her weaknesses out and he was noting them..
Vicky : dont u trust me?? now please dont waste time..
she really did not trust him.. but not trusting him was not an option here as she had no choice..
any reluctance on her part would cost dearly on her sister.
she raised her arms up.. she could feel her blouse straining, her clevage deepening and her bra
rising from its hem... her arms raised well above her head..
Vicky : bhabhi, pose as if taking a sexy angrai..

Nilanjana tensed her muscles and posed as if she was taking that sexy angrai.. the digital camera
clicked and the movie camera captured the sexy moment in the camera.. couple of tears
streaked down her cheek..
Vicky moved to her and closely inspected her pose...
Vicky : Rohit, take this up close focus..(pointing to her flesh and skin of her breasts along with an
inch of her lower end of the clevage which had popped out of the lower hem of her strained bra
as she raised her arms)... red welts formed on her soft breast globes by the bra elastic during the
war of independence between them were clearly visible...
Nilanjana looked at Vicky, just a feet from her.. she did not know what he was pointing to, but
surely she knew, it will make things humiliating for her.
Vicky : now bhabhi, before i want to hug you for giving this pose, why dont u thrust ur breasts
forward??
Nilanjana swalloed another gulp of pride down her throat.. and arched her back to push her
breasts forward, further straining her bra with her raised hands.. her breasts now looked at least
big full D cups..she could feel her breasts slipping out of the bra from below now.. but she could
not do anything to cover them as the sexy humiliating pose was captured by clicks and the
rolling tapes..
Vicky : gr8 pose bhabhi, u look like a se. (pause) queen..
Nilanjana continued to pose..
Nilanjana : now take ur arms down.. towards ur back and grab one of ur sexy bum each with ur
hands..
she did as he instructed her.. her blouse rolled down her shoulders a bit.. exposing her creamy
firm shoulders... supporting her bra straps.. she placed her hands on her bums..
camera went to job again to capture un-hindered view of her round breasts shapely held by
straining bra...
Vicky : pushe them out..
Nilanjana felt like an object they were instructing to be placed as per their wishes.. she again
arched her back to heave her breasts forward for the cameras to capture them..
Rohit came forward placing his camera on pause.. he placed the camera on the side table, and
reached out to Nilanjana's back..
rht : like this..
he straighetened her arms and lowered her blouse further till her wrists.. then he wrapped her
black blouse around her her wrists.. then he slowly hooked them with its own hooks so that it
was wrapping her wrists so tight that they could not move.
Nilanjana : (seemingly frightened as she tries to move her wrists).. what.. WHAT.. HEY.. P.. NO..
you can't do this..
Nilanjana : (seemingly frightened as she tries to move her wrists).. what.. WHAT.. HEY.. P.. NO..
you can't do this..
Nilanjana tried to loop her wrists out of the tangle, but visibly was not able to do that.. she tried
jerking the hooks of the blouse and break them towards freeing her hands.. Rohit had knotted
the blouse before hooking it where her efforts were lost in the knots before really getting onto
the hooks. Besides the heavy cloth of her blouse was going aginst her on making any effort
worth tearing her own garment.
Her renewed efforts towards freedom only made her bra clad breasts jiggle in the cups.. the
flesh bounce could clearly be seen above the bra cups.
Vicky : bhabhi, please pity the bra.. the straps may not be able to handle the weight of those big
fruits hanging on your chest and break..
Nilanjana realized the show she had been putting for the two men and the camera.. she stopped
her efforts and looked at Vicky. pleading and helplessnes could clearly be seen in her eyes.
Rohit : Vicky, these straps dont break.. it is unbreakable strechable polyester.. i learnt them in my
chemistry cl..
+20 reps to UKNAHS for his active participation and suggestions..
Vicky : dumb idiot, when was the last time you passed chemistry? (mocking at Rohit)
Rohit : bhai, i did pass..
Vicky : ohh shut up, you cant even spell chemistry.. i bet..
Rohit chose to keep quiet..
Vicky : then you must have read mahabharata too..
Rohit : yes.. why??
Vicky : how did Duryodhan address Draupadi?
Rohit : off course.. she was his bhabhi..
Vicky : and after he won her and stripped off her saree in public courtroom..
Rohit : hmm.. then he must have called her..hmmmm..

Vicky : it must have been fun na.. pulling off her saree in a..
Nilanjana did not listen to any further words.. she was being referred as Draupadi.. and was very
unsure any of the lords turn up to save her modesty.
Rohit : Vicky, you cant pull off her saree..
Vicky : why?
Rohit : because Dushsashan and NOT Duryodhan pulled off her saree.. so it is my turn..
Vicky : no way.. she is my bhabhi..
Rohit : Vicky, you cant have all the cake urself..
these two men were arguing seemingly for an object ..that was she. and argument was getting
bit heated..
Vicky : duryodhan won her in the bet..
Rohit : i too can win her saree in the bet..
Vicky : what bet..

Rohit : that i passed chemistry... that fire can snap her bra straps without burningn them....
Vicky : (smiling) maybe you took it too seriously.. ok.. if fire cuts her straps.. not burns her
straps.. then you can ...
Nilanjana : NOOOO... are you guys crazy.. you cant do this to me,.. i am your...(she paused at
thought of bhabhi.. her mind could somehow could relate word bhabhi to draupadi here)..
Vicky : why did you stop bhabhi.. are you afraid of fire butning up your mangoes?? ohh the milk
would boil.. he he.. i love boiled milk..
Nilanjana : please. Vicky .. i beg you..
Vicky : bhabhi, what can i do.. the bet is on..he he..
Resuming her efforts to break her hands free, Nilanjana did not worry up obscene display of her
round exposed ripe breasts... she just did not want to be in fire..
Vicky pulled out her moved towards her.. she was frantic now in her efforts to free her hands...
she almost screamed in plead for mercy as she saw Vicky pull out a ciggerate lighter in his
hands ...
Nilanjana : please ... plea.. not.. not this.. i beg u.. (tears rolling down her eyes)..
Vicky, ignoring her pleas, walked behind her and wrapped her right strap just over lowest point
on her back with a pen..and lifted the strap off the skin..
Nilanjana : please.. this will burn.. i am pleading u.. pls dont do this to m.. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
she let out a scream as she felt the heat.. she felt her bladder full and she thought her bladder
would blast.. she wanted to run to safety but she could not escape beating the two men and
circumstances..
Vicky : Rohit, this is almost on fire..
Rohit could not see this as he was handling the camera with Nilanjana facing him and action
continuing behind her..
Nilanjana's mind could feel the fire, even though it was not there.. she could smell her flesh
burning..
Nilanjana : pl.. pleaaasee.. (looking tired. not knowing what to do..) she tried pulling her wrists
out of the bonds by exerting full pressure.. she just ended up unsuccessful.. just exerting more
pressure on her bladder. Leaking in front of these two men was the last thing she wanted to
happen.. but her mind was just afraid waiting for her bra to go in fire.. too busy to keep tab on
her body..
just then a sharp jolt stuck her upper right breast.. so hard that she bent down in sharp agony..
she almost swirled in clockwise direction
Nilanjana : AAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW
her tied hands made her look like a lady swirling during her figure skating session.. she let out a
sharp scream as her soft feminine flesh on top of her breast burned in sharp shooting pain..
the bra strap has snapped due to heat and snapped, over her shoulder into the top of her breast,
with a huge force propotionate to the tension in the strap..
Vicky hooked the pen into the other strap.. and pulled it to force her stand straight.. she had
tears in her eyes.. and these were sure due to the physical pain and not mental pain.. she just ..
just wanted someone to rub top of her breasts soothingly.. to rub off the shooting pain which
almost vibrated each cell of her big mammaries..
she could feel the heat building up below her left strap over her back.. she just waited .. she
could hardly do anything physically to avert the oncoming.. her hands were tied and she just
could not find a muscle to tense up to bear the pain in her soft big firm breasts which will take
the brunt of the elastic strap..
just she was more prepared mentally.. but Vicky was more clever than her.. he had rolled up the
strap a couple of more rounds to store maximum tension in the soon to be killed strap..
Vicky had wrapped the bra strap couple of more times on the pen to make it on full tension.
Vicky : here it goes..
Nilanjana crushed her teeth, forced her eyes shut in anticipation of the crushing pain she would
feel in her entire breast as the bra strap rebounds to lash her on her flesh..
but seconds passed as nothing happened.. she only opened her eyes to notice rahul grinning on
her..and her fate.. she could feel the heat on her back.. and she knew the result.. but she was
helpless and could do nothing but wait for her fate..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, your bet is over.. please dont do this.. i beg
AAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..........UUUUUUUUUUUUUU MOMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYyyy..
the poor strap could not hold itself against the fire to let her complete the scentence and gave
way... crashing sharply into her upper flesh of her soft breast.. Very high on tension, the elastic
came and stuck with full force over her shoulder..
Nilanjana was jumping across the room as a small girl who had been spanked super hard by her
dad.. she just wished someone could gently rub her breasts and hold onto those vibrations
within caused due to that hard and pointed shot. her hands were not in position to help her
here... helplessly she rubbed her breasts against the cupboard door..
Vicky : look Rohit, she is rubbing herself like a cow .. take nice shot..
Nilanjana was hardly in position to hear anything and she continued rubbing.. she then bent
down on the side table.. the cool wood on the table top did provide her breasts some relief
agiant the pain.. she just lay down on the table.. her ass packed in her black saree rising high in
the air.. her useless tied hands placed as a topping on her ass..
Rohit took a nice shot of her ass and red high heel sandal clad feet as she lay on the table bent at
her waist for about two minutes..
Rohit walked upto her and grabbed her saree paloo fallen on the floor besides her.. she jerked up
noticing the pull on her saree.. but she could hardly help with her tied hands..
Rohit : i won the bet bhabhi..
Nilanjana : please Rohit, i can just request you.. please..
Rohit ignored her plea and pulled on her black saree.. she tried holding her saree with her
hands.. right above where her ass would be.. her hands tried to defend the saree with whatever
little force they had due to their awkward position..
Rohit was also clever as he too rolled up the sareee and due to position of her hands, holding
the other end of the rolled saree, it looked like a long tail of Nilanjana.. Nilanjana did not realize
this, but this was going to be one of the most humiliating pose camera would capture of her..
today..
Rohit : hey Vicky, there.. (pointing to her breasts)...take nice focus..
her huge breasts had popped up.. the support of the cups from the top had been no longer
there.. as the dead, burnt bra straps hung lifelessly over the cups.. the bra tops had further being
peeled down over the flesh due to her rubbing on the cupboard. her huge melons were almost
open to the world.. the cups however bravely held on to still form a crisp clevage .. the top of her
breasts were same colored as her cheeks... just that her cheeks had makeup lavishly applied and
the breasts had taken the hit of the lifetime which had shaken them to the core..
Vicky took nice pose with Nilanjana again dancing around the room to save her saree in her long
long black tail.. jutting right into Rohit's hands.. Rohit seemed to be enjoying her show and
humiliation.. he let it go for at least 5 minutes, before a slight more than gentle tug let her saree
slip out of her hands.. she had no choice but to revolve around on her high sandals to maintain
her balance, her hands tied behind her and let her saree go off her body..
layer by layer the black saree peeled off and she kept on rotating to faciliate her balance and
Rohit. Vicky took nice pose of her..
There was not much difference on camera between Draupadi on BR Chopra's Mahabharata and
Nilanjana when her saree was being pulled off.. Just that Nilanjana's long hair were tied in juda
(bun) on top of her head and that there was no lord to save Nilanjana.
her mind was full of agony, humiliation, anger (just she did not know whom to be angry on), fear,
but no hope.
Vicky : bhabhi... you look gorgeous..
Nilanjana realized that her saree was peeled off her body and she stood in front of these men in
her bra and bit tight fitting petticoat.. It was one of her older petticoats and her thighs and
buttocks had put on some juicy flesh to make the petticoat look more like a tighter skirt. also
front lower stomach of her hugged tightly to the petticoat.
what was also more embarassing for her was a about 1 inch wide cut on her petticoat where she
tied her nada which ran into the triangle about 3 inches deep where her petticoat again covered
her midriff. Though this did not show anything below, nor her panties, as her petticoat was tied
pretty up on her midriff, it was still very embarassing and Vicky was an expert noticing such
things abt ladies.
Vicky : wow, easy to remove, hmmm???
Nilanjana undertood what he was referring to. The string (nada) of her was lot more vulnerable
hanging right in middle of the cut.
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Vicky placed his hands (palm) right on side of her kamar.. she flinched on his touch and closed
her eyes to allow her modesty fall a level below.. only god knew how many levels below still
remained..
suddenly she felt his hand drift to where her opening on her petticoat was.. she knew what was
coming next.. and she knew the result..
Nilanjana (very instinclively) : NOOO... (she had mix of anger and desperation in her voice)..
Vicky : (visibly irritated) bhabhi, your no's are just purely irritating.
Nilanjana looked in bewilderment. Vicky was just ridiculing her modesty in every scentence. she
did not know what to say.
Meanwhile Vicky was enjoying her torment. he wanted to make her a object.. an object slave of
his.. in his revenge.. and he also knew that just tormenting her was not enough to chain her
down..
Vicky : you think you are bit tooo smart, huh,, bhabhi?
Nilanjana : no.. i .. mean.. (really not knowing what to say)..
Vicky : i will teach you a lesson..
Nilanjana frowned in unknown fear.. Vicky liked it but chose to keep quiet to let the terror seep
in..
Vicky pulled out his mobile and dialled the number..
Nilanjana : NOOOOOOO....
Vicky seemed ignorant and went on with his dialling..
Nilanjana almost ran to him.. but with her tied hands was helpless in doing anything to stop
him.. phone rang on the other side.. Vicky put it on the speaker phone..
Nilanjana : PLEASE Vicky, NOOOOOOOOO...
Nilanjana tried her best to get her hands free.. but just ended up dancing her breasts in front of
Vicky..
Vicky : (phone ringing in the background) bhabhi, handle with care.. you would not want to loose
your all important bra.. i hope u understand it's importance for urself..
Nilanjana : (phone ringing in the background) please.. Vicky.. dont do anything to...
Nilanjana was interrupted by voice on the phone..
REPPED THEM)..
voice on phone : yesss bossss
Vicky on phone : how is the chidiya doing??
voice on phone : boss.. tired she is ... her eyes closed.. she was thirsty..
Vicky on phone : alive na??
voice on phone : (with a chuckle) let me check .. bossss.. i did not have water but... i had ...
something in my bottle and i gave it to her..
Vicky on phone : what??
voice on phone : boss.. i forced her some whiskey.. he he..
Nilanjana : NOOOOO... u damn.. u IDIOT.. Vicky, please this is going too much... I AM DOING
EVERYTHING... AND UR MEN ARE HARMING....
Vicky interrupted her..
Vicky on phone : chotu.. I TOLD U MANY TIMES NOT TO DO WHAT U WANT TO DO... I THINK U
WANT A GUNSHOT RIGHT ACROSS UR MIND.. DO U GET ME??
voice on phone : (seemingly subdued) yesss bosss
Vicky on phone : now how is she?
Nilanjana for a moment felt Vicky on her side..
voice on phone : she looks limp.. maybe she had bit tooo much..
Vicky on phone : damn it.. wake her up..check if she is ok..
Nilanjana : NOOO>. please dont let him touch her..
Vicky on phone : dont touch her.. u have that feather??
voice on phone : yesss bosss.. i got what to do..
Nilanjana (seemingly confused) : what feather.. Vicky.. pls tell me..
Vicky : wait bhabhi.. u will get soon..

Nilanjana : please dont do anything to her.. i beg u..
REPPED THEM)..
Vicky : he is just checking if she is ok..
Nilanjana had no choice but to wait..
Vicky on phone : chotu.. is she ok??
there was no reply on the phone.. Nilanjana waited anxiously..they had forced her sister drunk..
but she could not complain.. whom could she complain.. Vicky was her only hope and he was
playing for her..at least right now..
slow female voice on phone (seemingly drunk) : NOO.. err.. nooo.. plea..
slow female voice on phone (seemingly drunk) : nooo.. dont cut... NOOO... noo.. pls...
Nilanjana : what is he doing?? HEY.. DONT DO ANYTHING TO MY SISTER... DO U LISTEN??
Vicky : bhabhi, he is not on speaker phone.. and u better wait..

Nilanjana did not want to irk Vicky.. and besides her shouting was helpless if person on other
side could not hear her.. she stood silent..
slow female voice on phone (seemingly drunk) : ohhh...N.. NO.. NNOOO..
slow female voice on phone (seemingly drunk) : aaahhh,, NN...
voice slowly turned from feeble resistance to moans of slight pleasure..
Nilanjana : Vicky, what is this?? please tell me.. is she ok?..
Vicky on phone : chotu.. is she ok??
voice on phone : yes boss.. she is reacting.. i just need to check the final result..
Vicky : ok..
Nilanjana : what are you people doing to her..
Vicky : we are just performing the NS test on her..
Nilanjana : what is NS test? dont prick her with needles..
Vicky : he he.. no no.. NS test is Nipple senstivity test..

Nilanjana : WHAT??
Vicky : yes.. we excite her nipples with a soft feather..
Nilanjana : (visibly irritated) BUT BUT..
Vicky : (Vicky was as cool as a cucumber) yeah, we cut her bra off..
REPPED THEM)..
Nilanjana : WHATTT?? U DAMN.. U DAMN...(she had tears in her eyes).. I TOLD U.. I WAS
DOING..
Vicky : you are paying for ur own denials and NOO's...
Nilanjana : SO UR PUNISHING ME FOR MY SINS?? THEN WHY ARE U HARMING HER.. FUCK ME..
KILL ME.. DO WHAT U WANT TO ME.. NOT TO HER.. U UNDERSTAND .. U COWARD,, U
SCOUNDREL.. U... U... (she broke down)..
Vicky : it was not ur punishment.. he he.. ur punishment is just about to begin..for those NOOO's
Vicky on phone : chotu.. are they erect now??
voice on phone : yesss boss (with a chuckle)..
Vicky on phone : what is the color??
voice on phone : boss.. fresh light pink.. they seemed untouched by man..
Nilanjana : please .. please. (helplessness drooling from her mouth)..
Vicky on phone : shut up chotu.. she is still unmarried.. her fiancee may not have..
voice on phone : means.. how is that possible.. nothing before ma..
Vicky on phone : shut up chotu... ok.. wait for my call in another 2 mins. if we want to perform
another NS test..
Nilanjana : please... please.. do anything to me.. (still sobbing.. virtually crying.. she missed her
own hands to help her wipe her tears off).. i will do what u want.. NOT HER PLEASE... i beg u..
(she broke again)
Vicky cut the phone..
Vicky : ok.. ok.. if u r good and obedient now.. maybe we wont need next NS Test.. and u know
the next test will need us to check her wetness.. between.. hhhhee..u know what i mean..
Nilanjana : no please.. i wont say no.. please dont do anything to her..

Vicky : ur sisters modesty is in ur hands.. u will have to take at least 25 situps.. right away.. in 2
minutes time.. that is ur punishment..
Here she was, her sister whose marriage was just 10 days away had just been abused, made
drunk and lower class men were playing with her tits.. was she responsible for her torment? Had
her refusals and disobedience had taken her there?
Nilanjana : sit ups??
Vicky : yes.. why you have not ever done situps??
Nilanjana : no..
Vicky : not even in your school? did ur teacher not made you mugra.. sorry MURGI.. he he?
Nilanjana : please.. no..
Vicky : ohh i forgot.. u r a school drop out..
Nilanjana : nooo.. i am not.. Vicky, i attended school.. i was one of the brightest stu..
Vicky : yeah i know, so bright to get MD of a nice company under ur influence.
Nilanjana : nooo Vicky, i did not intend to do anything like that..
Vicky : SHUT UP.. now time for some sit ups.. or u know what i can do..
she knew Vicky was not going to be kind on her or her sister.. she could not afford to let her
sister break down... but here she was also in problem.. she had never ever done situps through
her childhood... and today she was standing in front of these two men, in her almost helpless,
just hanging bra and a pretty tight petticoat.. also her hands were also tied behind her back,
made things worse for her..
Vicky : would u do it or..
Nilanjana : no no.. i will do it..
Vicky : then what are you waiting for?
Nilanjana : huh.. mmm..
Vicky : start.. and keep counting.. only 25 for now.. rest later..
Nilanjana looked down.. she had never done anything like that..
she folded her legs and squatted on the floor.. she had been athletic through her teenage and
early 20's with the hard work she had put in to keep the ends meeting through their tough times
had kept her muscles toned.. but her petticoat was streched tooo much as she squatted..
she gotup without any support.. she found it pretty easy for her muscles..
Vicky : you did not count.. so this wont count..
Nilanjana looked at him, but knew no point in argument..

She went down again, squatting.. This time she could hear her knee bones crackle..
She counted one as she got up.. with almost equal ease as first..
The next one was seemingly just as easy.. but this time her petticoat gave her problems.. She felt
it really tight around her calves and her thighs..
She counted 2 as she got up..
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The next one was seemingly more tougher. she got down relaively easy.. but getting up was as
tough.. She almost tripped on her heels.. She had to spread her legs as far as allowed by her
tight petticoat to keep her balance..and she counted just her third one.. twenty two more to go..
The fourth and fifth one were just getting tougher.. She got down but she was sarting to feel
cramps build in her calves.. And getting back up was as tough as ever.. She just wanted the luxury
of her hands to support her.. But they being tied, did make things very very tough for her..
She was feeling her legs tired before the sixth one.. going down, she almost her herself go with
the gravity.. but that was the worst mistake she could make... She came to squatting position will
full inretia and there was a long craccckling sound.. no.. not with her bones.. Her tight petticoat
could not take the stress.. and the sound of the cloth giving under the immense pressure on it ..
there was hardly she could do.. getting up prooved as tough as ever..
She bent over and looked at the hem of the petticoat give away from where it was stitched.
She controlled the seventh squat, but it was one of the toughest to control her while going down
as her thigh and calves worked to brake her inretia against gravity..getting up was tough... she
was almost panting.. they were just 7 behind her and she was looking at 18 more..
8th, 9th and 10th and so on were getting progressively worse for Nilanjana.. each squat had few
stiches go bust despite her best control to go slowly down... vcy was smiling at each grunting
voice coming out her....
Each squat was getting tougher and she was forced to spread her legs farther to maintain her
balance..also the once opened stiches on her garment were more vulnerable and weaker against
the forces..
When she squatted for the eighteenth time, no more stiches gave way.. already they had opened
upto her mid thighs and her squatting just made things worse for her last streches of her
modesty.. she could really tell that she was showing too much by the very fact that Rohit had
moved the camera angle from the front to her right, where the stiches of her petticoat were
her wounded and semiconsious bra, which was just holding onto her big breasts was getting
mashed and rubbed against her knees and was on verge of giving away anytime.. Nilanjana was
sweating profusely and her heart was beating so very fast.. she could feel the thumping sounds
in her ears..
Vicky : bhabhi, u just got tired in the 18th.. get up and complete 25... or u know what i will do..
she tried to getup.. failed.. tried again... failed.. she relaxed for a moment.. put in all her strength
in her thighs and calves muscles and got up counting the finish of 18th sit up with a big grunting
noice off her vocal cords..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, this is getting so tough..

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Vicky : u want to give up?? i really want u to.. i want to know lot of things abt Kumkum..
Nilanjana : nooo.
He was getting so merciless.. Saying she again went down onto the 19th one.. She was tooo tired
to control or balance herself and let herself down without any energy to control herslef. and
really fell down hard on her bums.. her legs and feet in the air for a while giving a glimpse of her
light blue panties underneath her slit black petticoat
she tried to getup, but it was not possible with her tied hands and those long heels.. she tried
again.. but there was no muscle in position to facilitate her getting up..
Vicky laughed aloud on her.. and walked upto her.. he bent down and pulled wrapped his hands
around her upper chest, just under her armpits.. and helped her up.. he had a nice feel of her
naked smooth skin.. she felt so humiliated on touch of Vicky.. till now he had seen her naked but
not touched her.. but here he was.. her boobs almost mashing in his chest and she just hoped
that her bra would not give away.. it did not, but that did not make it less humiliating for her as
she counted 19 in his arms..
One by one she completed the remaining sit ups.. she landed on the floor at least 3 times of the
remaining 5 and was entirely dependent on Vicky to pull her back up in his arms... and Rohit was
recording it all on the camera..
she was feeling all wet and hot with sweat despite AC being full blow, sweating, humiliated.. the
situps had slit her petticoat right upto her upper thigh.. she was sure she exhibited, or at least
gave good glimpse of her light blue panties whenver she lost her balance.. her fall, mid air,
showing her big heels, slit petticoat and white panties through them were some of the best
humilaiting poses caught by Rohit on the camera..
She stood up, mustering all her strength to get into the last situp. She had already lost a lot
during those last few minutes.. Her petticoat was slit, though she could have controlled it. she
was sure she had shown enough of her..Maybe that would please her captors and make them
show some mercy on her..
Her strengthless body went into the last situp, too weak to maintain her balance.. She again
landed on her bums.. This was a rather harsh landing and she could feel the shivers of pain ring
through her lower bones embedded deep inside her fleshy buttocks.
Vicky : get up bhabhi, quick.
Nilanjana was in no position to get up.. she tried but to no avail..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, i cant get up with my tied hands.. i need help..
Vicky : he he, help?? from a person who tried to rape you once?? from the one who tried to
cross lines with you??
Nilanjana : i already said sorry, Vicky.. please.
Vicky : no bhabhi, u did not..
Nilanjana : i did, Vicky, please help me..

Vicky : bhabhi, u never felt sorry.. did you??
Nilanjana : Vicky, you have already molested me and all my modesty is in your hands and inside
that camera..
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Vicky : (venom dripping in his voice) IT IS JUST THE BEGINNING, BHABHI.. YOU WILL REALLY PAY
FOR THIS FOR REST OF YOUR LIFE..
Nilanjana looked nervously as his words landed in her ear.. she knew her life of modesty was
over.. her life would never be the same again.. ever after.. but she wanted to save Kumkum and
that is why she was taking this torment.
Vicky came forward and grabbed Nilanjana by her hair, his fingers locked in the old fashioned
bun on her head, and lifted her up....
Nilanjana : ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. nio.... eeeeeeeeeeyyyyaaaaa

the full weight on her hair and not so tight grip of Vicky on her hair, resulted in pull and pressure
on those hair which got into his fist and bore the full weight of her upper body.. the hair
transferred the pressure onto her scalp and she felt them tearing out of their roots..
Nilanjana fought the extreme pain in her head till she could support upper part of her body with
her hands.. her arms hung backwards to support her hair taking her whole upper body weight.
this left her in awkward position, her upper body leaning backwards, her back arched and her
tummy and breasts poking out, almost horizontal to the floor.. she had managed to put her
sandal flat on the floor, but her thighs were spread as far as they could go.. puttling lot of
pressure on the remaining stiches of her legs. her right thigh was almost in open and flesh and
curves visible outside..
Rohit came forward with the digital camera and took stills of Nilanjana from various angles.. she
could not help but close her eyes in a very agonizing and helpless pose.. he took closeups of her
face.. and her stretched semi clad, semi naked body in tatters from various angles..
once all the pics had been clicked, Vicky pulled Nilanjana again my her hairs in agonizing way to
standing position.. and before she completed her moan, Vicky's free hand came full blow to a
tight srish slap right on side of her unprotected breast..
there was no scream... the blow was so very hard, right on the side of her unprotected right
breast, that all air seemed to be drained off her lungs.. her mouth was open and her eyes sank
in. for a second, Vicky and Rohit seemed to have repented that hit..
(after about a minute)
Nilanjana : aahh ahhh.. hhhh.. aahhh.. (gasping for breath)..aahh ahhh.. hhhh.. aahhh..
Vicky smiled.. and his hand again came crashing.. this time on her right cheek..
Nilanjana : ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...
as she stumbled over the small table, by the momentum of the hit, by the side of the bed and
fell down face down..
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Vicky : now, now you will learn to complain about me..
Nilanjana seemed just a piece of meat.. squashed.. her tender breasts had taken the hits of their
lifetime, first by the bra straps and then by the hard, heavy hands of Vicky. her cheeks were red
as she was slapped for the first time by a man.. by a stranger man .. and that too at the age of
30... her legs were aching by the 25 situps she had worked out for the first time in her life.. her
calves and thigh muscles were aching and screaming 'No more please' as she lay face down over
the small stool type table.. her right leg on the top of the tumbled table, exposing the meat upto
her mid thigh to the slit in the petticoat.. her feet stood over the edge of the stool, seemingly
advertising the new slutty sandals it just received.. she lay there, crying and breathing heavily
under immense pain and humiliation..
Vicky walked upto her and bent down near her legs..
Vicky : bhabhi, did it hurt too much??

Nilanjana chose to remain silent..
Vicky : bhabhi, it hurt me too when you did complain about me..
saying Vicky took her leg over the edge of the tripped table into his lap.. and gently massaged
her calves.. confused over the sudden change in tone, and afraid that this maybe some new ploy
for humiliation..
Nilanjana : (sobbing) leave me alone
Vicky : please bhabhi, i did not want to be this bad to you.. i just wanted to make you my queen..
but..
Nilanjana : leave me please..
she tried to pull back her leg from his lap, in mark of protest and anger.. ..
Vicky grabbed her ankle and forced her to not pull her leg back.. and continued his massaging..
massaging gave her much needed releif in those over streched, over-worked and aching calve
muscles..
she surprisingly started sobbing harder..maybe she was repenting the touch of a stranger on her
calve muscles and back of her naked right knee, but more than that she seemed to be streching
her right on the kindness and respect being shown by Vicky..
she felt soothing effect... she had been starving for respect and kindness in previous hour, abt
couple of hours which had turned her from a proud house lady to a complete slut.. and with
show of few kind words, she was instinctively lapping up all respect on offer..
Vicky : dont cry, bhabhi, stand up..
saying he got her leg over the table and moved the table away.. he helped her stand.. and wiped
off her tears off her cheek.. the slap right across her face and the fall had caused her long hair
tied in the bun to let loose and her long mane (choti) had come flowing down to right upto her
lower back.. though it did not look like so neat now, after abuse of her hair, she had a changed
look..
Vicky : bhabhi, i did not want to hurt you.. i did not want you like this..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky, was he honest in what he had said.. if he was this was her chance to
get out of this mirky muddy situation..
Vicky : bhabhi, i am so sorry i hurt you.. (saying he embarassed her into a hug.. her whole body
pressed against his)..
Nilanjana : (thinking) was this only chance for me.. should i take it or refuse him..
Nilanjana could in no way have resisted his advances with her hands still tied behind her...
Vicky : did it hurt bhabhi?? (inspecting her cheeks.)... i am so sorry.. i was just crazy for u.. i loved
u bhabhi.. i am so very sorry for hurting u..

REPS..
saying he kissed her cheeks..Nilanjana tried to move her cheeks away.. but she was late. and her
cheeks took the kiss....
Vicky : bhabhi,, u r so sexy..(saying he cupped her face in his hands and forced it to face him...)
Vicky : bhabhi, look into my eyes.. do u see love in my eyes for you??
Nilanjana did not know what to do.. she was helpless against him.. being romantic and getting to
her destiny was much better than getting beaten and argue with him.. this way she stood better
chance to request him out of this...
Nilanjana nodded in yes.. her eyes looking down..
Vicky : bhabhi. do u love me too?/
Nilanjana nodded in yes.. more in pain and fear than in meaningful affirmation...
Vicky : bhabhi, kiss me.. kiss me bhabhi..
Nilanjana was still in confusion on her action forward.. things were moving bit too fast for her to
think.. she found her face right in front of Vicky's. her lips were moving closer to Vicky's.. she
turned her eyes down.. she felt his lips locking on her lips..
she could feel his body heat.. long heels of her slutty sandals helped her match height of Vicky..
though she could not get close to Vicky..this was good for her.. but soon this joy ended in fumes
as Vicky grabbed her bums over her petticoat and raised her off her feet, pushing out all air
between his and her body.. she could feel her boobs mashing into his body and she could also
feel his hard on pressing into her lower belly..
Vicky : bhabhi.. u r so very sexy..
Nilanjana : really?
Vicky : bhabhi, i always envied my brother..
Nilanjana realized his hands massaging her back.. and pressing her body further into his.. his
head went down and down.. kissing her on her right side of her neck.. she could feel his warm
breaths on the moist and sweaty neck.. the warmth of his breath and coolness of the skin made
her feel lurky..
she closed her eyes... as he sprayed a series of kisses on her broad, smooth and naked
shoulders.. his hands slightly massaging and feeling buldge on the side of her breasts.. down he
kissed her on her exposed midriff..
he kissed her on her thighs, Nilanjana moved her thigh out to expose more flesh.. maybe she
wanted to act co-operative for a better bargain or maybe the muscular man was having an
impact on her..his hands were caressing, massaging her buttocks and she seemed to be allowing
him by lifting her tied hands off the way..
he moved up.. and carefully avoiding kissing over her triangle, he moved up.. she flinched when
his hard shave rubbed against her smooth soft midriff.. he gently rubbed his cheeks on her big
round breasts still capped by her brave (but tight) bra.. her bra still bravely holding the two big
melons togather and presenting a juicy clevage..
he licked through the center of her clevage.. his soft but firm tongue, followed by his hard shave
gave her sensation of pleasure.. as she let out a soft moan as she pushed her breasts out..
Vicky continued up, till his tongue meat the pendant of her mangal sutra hanging just on top of
her juicy clevage..
Vicky : ohh shit.. what is this??
Nilanjana gulped down the saliva in her mouth and opened her eyes.. guilt was clear on her
face.. she was seemingly enjoying with her brother in law, who had come in for raping her.. and
gosh!!! this will all getting recorded on the camera..
Vicky : bhabhi, what the shit.. u r wearing such an old fashioned necklace?? here.. i got a new
one for you..
Nilanjana : sorry, Vicky, this is no ordinary necklace.. this is a manga (interrupted)
Vicky : i know bhabhi, these are all old fashion things.. i got a diamond necklace for u..
Nilanjana : sorry Vicky, this may not have meaning for u.. but i think you know the significance
for me and since as u said, care for me.. you have to care for this too..
Vicky : he he... .
Nilanjana : please Vicky.
Vicky : ok.. we will play a small game, with this VERY PRECIOUS thing... if you loose, you loose
this silly mangal sutra.. if you win, we will go away from your life..
Nilanjana : go away??
Vicky : yes.. we leave the camera here.. no recording,.. Kumkum will be back.. and you will be
free..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky in suspicion.. there got to be some catch in here..
Vicky : say, WILL YOU TAKE IT??
Nilanjana looked at Vicky with suspision as she was trying to find a catch in the game offer.. he
wont let her go off so easily..
Vicky : what happened bhabhi??
Nilanjana : what game??
Vicky : simple.. you must be forgetting your jewellery a lot of times... just this time, lets say u
forget ur mangal sutra somewhere in this bedroom.. i will hide it in this room while you are out..
you will have 5 minutes.. full 5 minutes to search for it.. in this small room..
Nilanjana : but then .. (interrupted)..
Vicky : let me complete first... if you are able to search it, well it is yours.. everything is yours..this
mangal sutra .... your life.. this camera recording.. Kumkum.. your modesty.. everything,.. 5
minutes in this room can get you everything back..
Nilanjana (still not able to pick a catch in it for her) : what if i am not able to??
Vicky : well, you are going to be the looser..
Nilanjana : what if i dont decide to play this??

Vicky : ah, upto you.. you are loosing out everything anyway.. this is just a bonus chance for you..
and ur family.. to take everything back.. take it or leave it..
Nilanjana looked confused..
Vicky : so you dont want to take it. .. it's ok.. let us move .. (interrupted)
Nilanjana : no no.. wait..
Vicky : what??
Nilanjana : i will ... i will take it..
Vicky : ok.. then you will have to part with this mangal sutra (auspicious garland) for now..
Nilanjana gave it a last thought.. she could not see anything which could keep her from finding
the mangal sutra in the room.. she knew the nook and corner of the room..
Nilanjana : can I trust you on this? i hope you will be honest and on your word..
she knew that she had asked a silly question.. it was like a asking a vegetable vendor wether the
tomatoes he was selling were fresh or rotten....
Vicky gave her a reassuring smile.. Nilanjana had no option but to take it..
Vicky : now bhabhi, please give me that mangal sutra.. for just 5 minutes..
Nilanjana hoped it was just for 5 minutes as she raised the ornament out of her neck, over her
head and handed it to Vicky..
Vicky took the ornament in his hands.. tossed it twice within his hand.. and smiled in his mind..
Vicky : bhabhi, just 2 minutes.. Rohit, can you please take her out and explain her the rules... i
will just take a minute to hide it in a easy place..
Rohit walked out.. Nilanjana followed him with her tied hands behind her back..
Once outside..
Nilanjana : please open my hands now..
she said absent mindedly.. all her ears and concentration was in the room, listening for all the
sounds and noises which could help her find her auspicious mangal sutra..
the creaky noise of her the voice of cupboards opening.. ahh .. that was the shoe rack... and then
closing.. but then she could hear the heavy door open and close with a click.. this was the loft
(upper cupboard).. right side one... .. maybe the one of the left.. the jumping noise of Vicky's
shoes just confirmed it was the loft.. she could easily reach it if she placed the stool over the
bed.. she had been doing the cleaning off late herself and was pretty used to it.. then there was
silence..
Vicky opened the door a bit.. and peeked out..
Vicky : Rohit, is she ready?
Rohit : just 2 mins..
Nilanjana : please open my hands.. please..
Vicky : ok Rohit, just let me know when she is.. knock the door when she is done..
Rohit : ok..
Rohit just went behind Nilanjana.. finally after such long time, her arms would be free.. she was
raring to go at the search.. 5 minutes would be a comfortable time to reach the loft..
instead of opening her knotted and hooked blouse which held her wrists captive, Rohit bent and
placed his hands on her naked right thigh.. inside the slit on her petticoat..
Nilanjana (dazzled on the unexpected move) : damn, that the heck are you...!!! .. NOOOO...
nooo.. please..
Rohit hands moved up on her thighs and reached up on her panties from the side.. and his
thumb was hooked inside of her panties waistband.. nothing was visible over the petticoat but
the action inside were clarifying enough for his intentions to Nilanjana..
Nilanjana : please this was not part of the ...
before she could complete her scentence, Rohit yanked the panties down.. the panties rolled
down to just above her knees.. they would have slid down to her ankles if she would not have
instinctlively and timely parted her legs wide enuf to keep them over her knees.. she felt the cool
air brush her naked womanhood as she spread her legs..
Nilanjana : this is pure foul.. ass hole..
spreading her legs caused her right thigh to jet out of the petticoat and her most intimate rolled
light blue garment could be seen on her knees..
Rohit untied the knot on her blouse.. and loosened the blouse...
Nilanjana felt the rush of blood into her wrists as blood rushed into her wrists and hands.. she
could feel the thousands needles pricking her hands as the blouse fell down to the floor.. she
twitched her wrists to feel freedom of her wrists and hands..
Nilanjana snared at smiling Rohit..

Nilanjana : how dare you do that.. this is not on the rules of the game..
she bent to raise her garment up, but just as she was about to grab her panties.. rohit came
forward and pulled the nada (string) of her petticoat.. the knot of her petticoat gave way with
the pull leaving her stunned for a moment..
leaving her efforts to reach her panties, Nilanjana just grabbed her petticoat.. her womanhood
was just naked below the petticoat and holding onto it was very critical for her..
Rohit : sorry bhabhi, forgot to tell you another rule of the game... this nada (string) should
remain open and panties down as you search as per the rule.. rule for the GAME TO FREEDOM..
Nilanjana stood outside her closed bedroom door, holding her petticoat upto her waist.. her
panties down to her knees..
Nilanjana : i dont accept this rule.. (tying the knot on her petticoat)
Vicky (in loud voice behind the bedroom door) : OK.. ALL SET..
Rohit pushed the bedroom door open.. Vicky was just standing beside the bed..
Nilanjana : i dont accept the rules.. this is not.. (interrupted)

Vicky : bhabhi, here we are giving you chances and you are just giving us troubles.. why on earth
you want your sister raped and forced to hell just before her golden life is to begin?
Nilanjana looked at Vicky..
Vicky : bhabhi, come on in.. take your chance.. you can win it.. Rohit, take control on the
camera..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, how can I...
Vicky : bhabhi, if you have to play, you have to abide by the rules.. open you nada and loosen ur
petticoat.. we are still caring aboout ur modesty.. we could very well have stripped you off before
the game.. but we did not do so. and you are like.. ......................
Nilanjana's mind did not hear any more words which Vicky spoke... she would have been better
off with those garments off rather than having then inhalf mast, streching her humiliation ..
elongating the agony before her modesty died.. she wondered if it would have better if it had
been a swift kill.. removing her garments completely .. leaving her in middle of the crossroads of
covering her modesty which would keep her hands engaged to a large extent.. she could not
move fast as her panties would restrict her..
all did not seem dark though.. she knew exactly where she had to reach.. right upto one of the
lofts.. and get her mangal sutra..
Vicky : bhabhi, last chance.. do u want to abide by the rules of the game??
Nilanjana looked at Vicky
Vicky : ok.. if u agree, untie ur nada and enter.. .. ur time starts ..... NOW..
Vicky started looking at his watch.. Rohit took control of the camera.. Nilanjana did not know
what to do.. her last chance.. she wanted to take it.. but..
her thoughts were broken..
Vicky : bhabhi, 15 seconds gone.. precious time..
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Nilanjana realized the delay... she immediatly pulled her petticoat nada open..
Vicky : 30 seconds gone.. bhabhi..
Nilanjana rushed inside.. holding her petticoat with both her hands.. right to the shoe rack..
Rohit took focus.. Vicky kept the time..
she was walking very awkwardly.. trying to walk fast.. faster than the time ... her knees apart,
trying to keep her panties upto her knees..her hands effectively holding onto her petticoat waist
band.. and her long choti (mane)
reaching the shoe rack, she held the petticoat waistband tight around her waist, held it tight with
one hand.. and used her other hand to open the shoe rack.. there were hardly any shoes in
there.. just a couple.. she checked them and as expected.. nothing was there.. maybe because of
hardly any shoes in there, Vicky changed his mind to hide it here..
Nilanjana had handled her untied petticoat effectively till now.. the waist band had just moved
down barely to reveal the red welts on her well formed muscular belly due to the tight nada
(string)..
Vicky : bhabhi, 1 minute 15 seconds gone.. hurry... you have a good chance.. still time
remaining..
Nilanjana looked at the loft... which one.. would it be??
she moved towards the stool.. her legs awkwardly open wide .. her ass highlighted with the long
heels.. and swaying as she tried to hurry up..
Nilanjana again held her petticoat waistband tight around her waist with one hand.. but the
wooden stool was bit to heavy to be lifted with one hand.. she slid the stool.. near the bed.. once
near the bed, she tried to lift the stool, but it was bit too heavy to be lifted with just one hand..
she looked at Vicky or Rohit for help, but either did not move an inch to help her.. she knew she
had to take it herself.. she bent holding her petticoat as much as possible between her legs and
pressing it by her elbows.. as she used her hands to lift the stool..
for the first time in the day, the petticoat dropped below her navel...
Rohit let out a wow as he took the shot from the angle... her navel was one of her best assets
and her husband was a fan of her round deep navel with moulded so very nicely with her
muscular, round stomach.. her husband, Vicky's elder bro, usually teased her to expose her navel
under her saree and she could really turn head around.. but it usually ended in romantic,
friendly tussles as she liked the tease..
Vicky meanwhile was enjoying the slight ass crack of hers which was revealed from behind..
Nilanjana knew she was exposing... the little wow of admiration from Rohit hit her like hundred
needles tearing her modesty apart.. she quickly kept the stool on the bed and straightened to
arrange her clothes properly.. she looked Rohit with venom in her eyes.. Rohit lowered his gaze
to the camera.. which had captured those moments..
Nilanjana stumbled up on the bed... trying hard to maintain her panties and her petticoat being
held by her hands.. those big, over 5 inch red heels made things more tough for her..
Vicky : 2 minute 15 seconds gone..
getting on the stool was as tough with panties at her knees.. only way she could do it was sitting
on the stool and and then raising her legs .. putting her feet on the stool and then raising her
bums off the seat.. she took care not to expose her skin in this vulnerable position by turning her
back to the men and the camera.. but just as she raised herself up, almost to standing position,
she stumbled on the stool.. she had to stretch both her arms out in the air to keep her balance,
and to avoid the deadly fall.. resulting in the petticoat to drop down.. exposing her full ass to
Vicky, Rohit and the camera..
Vicky let out a full tone whistle.. at the sexy sight..
Vicky : bhabhi, you have a great ass... and i can see some jungle in between ur legs too ..
Nilanjana knew her petticoat had gone down, but realized her legs were open too, to maintain
her balance and also her panties..
she rapidly bent down to catch her petticoat.. but banged her head into the cupboard door..
though she managed to grasp her petticoat up, the bump could clearly be seen on her forehead..
she chose to ignore it.. it hurt but she had other things to accomplish before time..
Vicky : bhabhi, 2 minutes 45 seconds gone..
Nilanjana held her petticoat with one hand and opened the loft door with the other hand.. she
expected to see the mangal sutra right there, but there was nothing but regular stuff.. which
seemed unmoved..
she was bit disappointed, but moved onto the other loft..
she had to stretch towards the left loft.. at times she felt the stool would stumble.. she had to
hold onto the cupboard door in between to keep her balance.. she did not want to fall on the
floor or hang onto the cupboard door if the stool stumbled... and hang there naked..
her panties had slid down to her ankles as she raised herself on her toes to reach the left loft.. in
the process as her feet did not find much space to be wide apart on the stool top and had little
to help panties stay up...
she now had a choice between stretching and loosing balance or to abandon her panties.. she
chose the later as she stepped out of her light blue panties .. one feet at a time.. to leave her
intimate light blue colored undergarment alone on the stool top..
she streched her body and reached the left loft door.. her eyes wishing to see the mangal sutra
staring in her face.. she opened it.. just to her disappointment.. did not find it in there.. maybe
he had kept it under something here.. she wondered.. but Vicky helped her clarify her doubt..
Vicky : (with cold but heavy voice.. with a chuckle).. IT IS NOT IN THERE.. over 3 minutes 30
seconds up... I knew you were listening to all the noises..
Nilanjana felt outsmarted as naughty smile crossed Vicky's face
Nilanjana was clearly outsmarted and she realized she was playing the game as per Vicky's plan.
he knew she would be listening to the noises in the room and hence he had tricked her into it..
there she was... standing on the stool .. over the bed.. seemingly defeated, outsmarted and
tricked.. her panties had already resigned from the their job and her hands were keeping the
helpless petticoat from falling.. the bravest of all, her bra still clung to her big melons, despite
having lost both supports at the shoulder...
Vicky : did you look under the bed bhabhi?

Nilanjana just woke up to reality.. she had not yet lost.. there was still time and was Vicky trying
to help her?? or was this another ploy..
she virtually jumped off the stool onto the bed and then from bed to the floor.. it was very much
easier without her panties hanging half mast.. but she did a nice job holding onto her petticoat
with her hands during the jump..
Nilanjana wondered if she should try putting up her panties again... her puzzle was resolved very
quickly with Vicky's next call.
Vicky : three minutes, 45 seconds gone... just 75 seconds remaining.. bhabhi..
Nilanjana looked at him and leaving her panties behind.. bent down and looked under the bed..
it took her time for her eyes to adjust to the darkness..
in hurry and fear of loss and excitement.. she forgot to nicely hold her petticoat.. the shabby
hold had left her petticoat drift down her behind and Vicky was enjoying the show of about an
inch of her ass crack in the open.
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ohh wow.. there it was.. she could see the gold glitter.. but it was right down under the middle of
the bed..
she looked up at Vicky and clearly realized what he was looking at.. with a glare, she covered her
rear..
she looked around the room for some stick or broom, with bleak hope, to the get the ornament
out.. she knew she did not have one in here..
Vicky : bhabhi, 4 minutes gone..
Nilanjana leaned again on the floor.. the bed was without boxes and she could creep under the
bed. she had done that several times before.. and she could do that again...
but she was not dressed for it.. but she had no option either.. besides, just 1 minute and few
meters seperated her from her freedom.. provided Vicky stood firm on his word..
she bent down on her knees where vicky was standing.. ready to crawl under the bed.. but then
changed her mind.. she decided to change her end for sake of her modesty.. she got up and
rushed towards the other end..
Vicky smiled at her thought.. and followed her.. and was standing beside her as she bent..
Nilanjana had no choice but to continue .. she was also racing againt the running time.. she
noticed Rohit, kneeling besides the side of the bed.. (90 degrees to her ), camera off the stand
into his hand, as they did not want to miss a single piece of action recorded... the flash light on
the camera was on for better recording and her humiliation..
Vicky : 45 seconds remaining..

Nilanjana took a deep breath and got flat on the floor.. on her stomach.. and her bra clad
breasts.. she could feel the dust on the floor.. she could smell it with her each breath.. she
pressed the petticoat between her legs as she needed her hands to crawl ahead..
going..
she kept her legs pressed as she moved forward with couple of pushes.. her legs and thighs did a
good job as the petticoat did not reveal anything from behind.. though she could feel her
petticoat roll down her tummy as her soft lower tummy skin could feel the cold, dusty floor.. but
at least Vicky could not see that skin.. she could also feel the strain on her bra cups as her big C
size breasts rubbed with the dusly ground..
she did two more pushes easily.. her buttocks were now under the bed now.. and she was just 2-
3 feet from the gold..
as she pressed ahead the next time, she felt her petticoat slide down her rear.. she rechecked
her thighs but they were pressed nicely togather.. she looked back turning her neck behind..
Vicky had stepped onto her petticoat.. and was standing with one feet on her garment..
Nilanjana : ohh no.. please.. Vicky..
Vicky : 30 seconds remaining..
Nilanjana knew there was no point arguing.. she had to win the race against the time..
Her next push, she felt her petticoat go down her bums.. to the top of her thighs.. the next push
it was at her lower thigh.. and she could also feel the cold floor touch her sensitive nipples.. the
bra could not stand the friction...
Rohit signalled to Vicky... as they exchanged wicked smiles..
Vicky : 15 seconds.. ohh bhabhi, control ur bra...
Nilanjana gave another push and she could feel her petticoat go down her knees and her bra
letting go off her breasts.. she lay there.. her breasts had started feeling the ache.. even in
normal times, she could not sleep lying on her stomach as her heavy breasts ached.. and here
she was .. putting and pushing her whole body on them.. she took a deep breath but had to cut
it short as dust under the bed seemed to get into her nostrils and mouth..
Vicky : 10...
she was still 2 pushes away from the gold.. and running out of breath.. she pushed her body..
Vicky : 9..
she could feel her petticoat off her ankles.. almost on her feet..
Vicky : 8
she gasped for little fresh air again..
Vicky : 7
she pushed forward again.. she let out a moan.. as her breasts got crushed between her body
and the cold floor..
Vicky : 6
she noticed her bra had now slid down to her tummy.. leaving her almost naked.. her slutty
sandals seemed to be only piece on her body which was covering her skin.. she wished it did
not..
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Vicky : 5
last push.. she garnered all her strength and pushed forward again..
Vicky : 4
Nilanjana : ouchh.. (she felt the damning if she could relax her weight on her tender breasts.. she
could feel her soft mamaries it bruised..)
Vicky : 3
Nilanjana : GOT IT... GOT IT.. she extended her hands and grabbed the ornament.. and waved it
to Rohit and the camera... as she lay naked beneath the bed...
Vicky : 1..
Vicky : 0...
Nilanjana took a sigh of releif.. she had never thought dragging herself in this tiny space on the
floor for a couple of meters would be so taxing on her body..
she was sweating, completely naked and panting heavily.. her boobs were aching.. but she had a
smile on her lips as she rested her head in the pool of dust under the bed..
Nilanjana (sense of victory in her voice) : go away now.. go away and leave me alone..
Nilanjana (almost with a chuckle) : i won.. she raised her closed fist up..
she turned her face little backwards towards Rohit, and saw him recording the whole thing..
Nilanjana (with a smile) : why are you taking it now?? you gotta leave it all here..
she looked as Vicky knelt down.. by the side of the bed.. and bent down to look at her..
Nilanjana did not bother much to hide her naked side view..
Vicky : bhabhi... time is up..
Nilanjana : yeah. but before that i got to it..
Vicky : (with a smile) got to what?
Nilanjana held out the mnagal sutra.. as Rohit focussed the flash to her hand and ornament..
Nilanjana : i won.. yes!!! i won.. this is .... my ... this.. this is !!!.. THIS IS NOT MY MANGAL
SUTRA.. !!!
the tone of vistory at start of her scentence.. became broken, fear, laced with fear of unknown
and defeat.. she almost broke into tears.. the ornament was very much like her mangal sutra but
with definite design difference which even a man could differentiate..
Nilanjana : ohh my god.. (tears were flowing down her eyes)..
Nilanjana could not still beleive she lost it..
Vicky : yes bhabhi, you lost it.. this is just an artificial yellow iron piece..
she dropped the fake gold on the floor.. and pushed it away..she suddenly became more aware
of her nakedness now..
Nilanjana : please let me go .. Vicky.. i beg you..
Vicky : bhabhi, you lost it.. now it is time to come out..
Vicky walked towards her feet.. he bent down to grab her feet which were just below the bed..
Nilanjana was too afraid to come out.. she was naked and only cover she had was of this
furniture.. she had lost her last chances to freedom... Instinctively she desperatly moved inside
the bed..pulling her feet.. Vicky got a grip on her feet.. but it was too feeble.. and she could get it
away.. Vicky tried again, but did not succeed..
Rohit : gotcha...
Rohit meanwhile had gone to the other side of the bed.. (towards her head) and got her long
choti (mane) in his hand.. she had not realized that escaping from Vicky, she was playing into
hands of Rohit.. and the grip of his hand, on her hair was firm..
Vicky : good job, Rohit..
as Vicky moved towards Rohit's side.. he took the choti in his hands with a more firm grip.. Rohit
handled the camera..
Nilanjana tried to back off and she backed off till the pain in her head and root of the hair
became unbearable.. due to her hair being in her captor's hands..
Nilanjana : noo. ple.. ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..
Vicky had started pulling her by her hair.. she resisted for not more than 10 seconds.. within 10
seconds it was obvious to her that the pain was more than what she could bear.. she was getting
dragged from below the bed by her hair.. .. she had no choice but try to push herself out to
lessen the pain.. but Vicky was admnanant on hurting her and causing her more pain.. he pulled
her more than she could move.. virtually dragging her by her hair..
Nilanjana : pleeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. muy.. mummmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyy
her head was in pain.. each inch she slid seemed like meters to her as her breasts were
agoniszingly getting pressed and mashed under her weight.. few inches and she thought they
would burst.. she tried turning onto her back to save her soft mamarries but ended up crashing
her knee cap into the lower board of the bed... another source of pain.. but other sources were
far greater to have her hands to give attention to the knee... the underside of the bed did not
have much space for her sized lady to roll over..
another pull and her screams continued abated.. she wanted to soothe her breasts with her
hands under them, but the pull on her hair, dragging her whole body was so great that she
ended up holding the base of her choti to releive some pull.. leaving her big breasts to fight
friction with the ground under her weight..
slowly and slowly .. inch by inch.. her head, then her neck.. her smooth back. naked.. and then
slowly her complete body came out from under the bed.. her bra was now kinda clinging to her
naked ass cheeks.. it was almost till her knees came out of the bed that Vicky pulled her..
agonizing screams had turned into feeble moans, her throat ached and her lungs just could not
take the air supplies.. she was almost semi concious.. when Vicky left her head.. her hands still
dutifully gripping the base of her choti..(mane)..
Vicky walked upto her and unhooked the hooks of the bra from the back.. which was clinging to
her ass cheeks.. bra would have felt releived dying its death than clingin any more.. Rohit took
the focus of her naked, helpless semi concious body.. as she lay naked with her head on the feet
of Vicky.
She lay lifeless and naked on his feet. Her head still at his feet did not indicate how much pain It
had been going through. Her choti lay lifeless after the heavy workout on her smooth back.. the
curves on her back seemed to merge into her round fleshy buttocks.. as her complete rear lay
naked..her thighs had meat and Vicky had given a couple of thoughts on how much he would
enjoy torturing those thighs... he was very fond of torturing ladies and the very thought made
him feel like horny under his pants..
Nilanjana lay motionless on the floor.. Rohit took stills and focussed the camera on her.. he
captured her nakedness and submission on the camera..once Rohit, captured enough pics from
various angles, Vicky moved to Nilanjana's side.. and wedging his feet under Nilanjana's naked
tummy, forcing her to turn over...
Nilanjana turned over to her back, but instinctively covering her breats with one hands and her
naked womanhood with the other.. she looked a big big mess the way she lay on the floor.. her
eyes were closed.. her nose had some fresh bleeding and was bright red with bruises as she had
lost the nose ring somewhere under the bed.. she was murmering something, which Vicky could
not understand, in her lips, as she tried to still come to terms with the raging pain in her head..
streaks of her dried saliva from the corner of her lips had rubbed off some dust off her face..
her big breasts, her right hand and arm trying to cover the big flesh, but the sides showed that
they were red despite a layer of dust covered them.. they were all bruised as they were mashed
and rubbed badly between her body and the floor..
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her soft tummy covered in dust, highlighted the deep round navel which looked sexy embedded
in her tummy.. moving further down her hands covered her womanly triangle.. she definatly had
a thick jungle there as some side spillover hairs could be seen besides her hands covering the
mounds..
Vicky decided to play some game and indicated Rohit to fetch some water to clean her dusty
body..Rohit focussed the camera on her, put the camera on automatic mode and went out of the
room...
the silence reined the room as Vicky closely inspected each inch of poor lady's naked body with
his eyes.. minutes passed.. Nilanjana knew he was
Nilanjana : (suddenly breaking the silence)... ayeeeeeeeeeeeee.. nnn,,, arrggg.. nopoooooooooo
Vicky had moved towards her head and stepped on her head once again.. Nilanjana was
shrieking in pain.. as her head again came under unbearable pain.. her hands rushed to rescue..
leaving her most private parts... (once her most private parts) completely open to Vicky's and
public gaze.. her huge milk pots, topped with swollen fluffy nipples looked red with bruises all
over...
the dense bush covering her womanly treasures lay open... the bush was all covered with dust
and dusty web's entangled in it.. the black hair had turned dusty golden due to the sweeping it
had just performed under the bed..
she was left completely uncovered other than her bright red slutty sandals as her hands once
again rushed to the rescue of her aching head.. her head writhed in pain and each movement
seemed to infuse fresh bout of pain as her head waited for the rescue.. rescue which never was
to come.. Vicky bent down, carefully not to release any weight from her head, waiting for her
hands and grabbed her wrists in his hands and pulled them up.. .. she tried in vain to get her
wrists free from his strong grip.. her arms were pulled straight vertical to the floor and her body
as Vicky stood straight on his feet..
Nilanjana : please.. please let me go.. i .. no... nooooooooooooooo (as Vicky moved his feet on
the base of her mane (choti) exerting fresh immense pressure on her head)
Nilanjana raised her legs instinctively to hide her bush from the gaze of Vicky and the camera..
she tried to curl up on the floor.. her head was getting used to the pain as the screams had
subsided into painful moans...
Vicky seemingly did not like this... he pulled up on her arms...
Nilanjana : arrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhh..
she felt her arms would come out of her shoulder sockets.. she had no option but to raise her
shoulders off the ground to keep the stress in her limbs down... but raising her shoulders exerted
added pressure on her head... Nilanjana seemed to be in despair..
she did not what to do as she struggled in pain.. this was one of the favourite moves of Vicky, he
had been following in WWE (diva wrestling)... but Nilanjana was no diva...
As Vicky pulled her arms, she had no option but to raise her shoulders off the floor.. to keep her
head on the floor, she was in awkward position... her back arched out,.. her bums went off the
floor.. her thighs spread wider to maintain her balance off the floor, leaving her womanhood
between her legs completely bare..
her high heels sandals flat on the floor put immense pressure on her calves.. her neck was
strained in a difficult position leaning back down with immense strain as her weight lay on her
head and flat feet.. her whole body under immense strain.. the screams had stopped as she was
having difficulty breathing in this awkward stretched position..her heavy breasts seemed like
tons kept on her chest, as her soft mammary flesh upwards..
Vicky relaxed his pull on her arms and she collapsed on the floor.. taking deep breaths and closed
her eyes in pain.. and trying to relax.. her wrists still in Vicky's grip..Rohit entered the room..
Nilanjana opened her eyes to look what new torment was in store for her.. but just then Vicky
pulled back on her arms, this time with larger force... and she was forced again to raise her back
and body off the floor as her breasts jiggled up ... her breasts were probably only muscle on her
body which was not under any direct pressure as of now..
Nilanjana : (gargling on her own saliva within her mouth) pllleeeeee.ss... viiicccc.. arrgh... noo..
arghh.. no
suddenly she went silent.. her heart and lungs skipped a beat as Rohit poured one of the two
jugs he had fetched the ice cold water from the freezer of the refridrator on her body...Rohit had
pulled out ice cold water and also added 3 trays full of ice cubes into the two jugs of water..
Even Vicky was surprised to see Rohit's move..
Rohit poured icy cold water on her streched body.. each drop hit her like a thousand needles..
for the water was getting poured from a good height (about 7 feet with Rohit's hands raised)...
the thn bu powerful stream landed right on her stretched, already strained body..
Rohit targetted her between her legs as her dusty pubes went black again.. she could feel the
chill go up her spine... she wanted to close her thighs but she did not move.. she could not.. her
stretched muscles seemed to be frozen where they were,.. Nilanjana could feel no more pain in
them.. just the chill and the impact of water.. the cold water made her feel the urge to pee, and
maybe she did leak few drops of the yellow liquid in the stream of cold water, which to her relief
went unnoticed by the men.,
the stream had now moved on her soft belly... the water splashed.. she did let out a moan only
her soft stomach was hit by couple of ice cubes... the stream of water moved ahead leaving the
pit of her belly button full of ice cold water.. she was shivering with cold.. her bladder was urging
her to let it break open, though it had seeped through some of the drops... she was controlling
it.. and the very thought and pressure to control the feeling of urination was making it more
difficult for her to control the very urge.. she had been poor in handling mental tensions and the
very thought of the results made her more tense and worried....
the ice cold water was making it all the more tough for her to control it... she was shivering... the
AC was on full blast and the cold water was making her worse.. her body was numb.. she had
adjusted to the pain in her head...
the splash of water on her breasts and sensitive nipples .. it was welcome relief to her breasts
after torture... and they welcomed it with stiff erectness... this made her blush and
uncomfortably ashamed... her nipples went erect and one could reall have hangers on them....
she shuddered with the chill going through her spine due to icy cold water....
Her bladder gave away.. the stream of yellow piss went right through the air, on the sides of the
bed.. the hanging part of the bed cover and the wooden furniture splashed through the urine..
she looked down between her body. right in middle of her legs the yellow stream jetting out....
shame dripping off her eyes..
Vicky motioned to Rohit.. Rohit stopped pouring the water..
this made her more uncomfortable.. now only liquid pouring onto the marbles of the floor was
her leak... the trajectory of her leak was seemingly very large as it splashed full force on the side
of the wooden furniture before it slumped and trickled down in tiny streams to the floor before
the liquid streamed down towards the attached bath across the room..
she wanted to still control her bladder, but her bladder was not obeying her..it was not in her
control.. she noticed vicky smiling on her.. she closed her eyes.. she could not look into his eyes..
after 2 minutes, which seemed to be hours, the stream translated into a trickle.. and went down
her ass crack.. she felt her mind welcome the warmth of the piss admist the cold water sprinkle
she had.. Vicky moved off her hair.. and she lowered her body on the floor .. with the trickle.. she
did not feel her body ache.. the cold water had made her muscles numb..
Vicky : wow bhabhi, you never told you needed to use the bathroom.. do you have this problem
of leaking in panties??
Nilanjana glared at him.. from the corner of the eyes she noticed Rohit taking better focus on
her.. better than the automatic mode on the stand..
Vicky : he he.. ok.. i understand.. this is medical problems..
Nilanjana : please.. Rohit, not this..
Vicky : bhabhi, but this is already captured..
Nilanjana : (her tone now more pleading than firm) please Vicky, i beg you to delete this from
the camera.. i will die if someone will see this..
Vicky : dont worry. i am not show this to anyone..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, i want you to delete it.. (trying to sound firm)
Vicky : you lost your chances of YOU WANTING ANYTHING.. i gave you the chance.. bhabhi..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. she had been tricked into it...
Vicky : you were not able to find ur mangal sutra..
Nilanjana : (stammering) how can i find it ... it.. if.. it is not in the ro,...(interrupted)
Vicky : it was in the room.. it was right here.. in my pants.. (pointing to his groin, he broke into
wild laughter)... will you check it?
It had been a long day for Nilanjana. She had started her morning afresh, a free lady..addressing
chores to meet her sister's wedding and just hurying up to go shopping..
And here was Nilanjana who lay naked in front of her brother in law.. stark naked.. she did not
know if she wanted to cover up her private parts.. her modesty was more derogated after the
pee pee act she had performed in front of these guys.. she felt the guilt fill her mind.. she was
not told to do that.. yet she could not control it.. reluctantly she got up onto the sitting position
against the wall.. raised her knees, her legs joined togather to gather privacy to whatever
modesty, if any, remained in her.. half minded, she pulled one of her arms in front of her
breasts..
she looked in mix of anger and rage at Vicky.. but her humiliated self had lost the venom in those
eyes ...
Vicky smiled at her blunt looks....
Vicky : do you want your mangal sutra back??
Nilanjana looked up at Vicky.. how could he have degraded her most precious ornament, keeping
it in his pants.. ohh, that was so humiliating, for her and the ornament and the institution of her
marriage.. she did not know what to say..
Vicky : ok.. you can pull it out..
to add to her humiliation, she looked at the hard on Vicky was having in his pants.. symbol of her
cherished relation was putting up with the lust of this man.. in fact, she had lost to the lust of
this man..
Nilanjana : Vicky, pl (interrupted)..
Vicky : yes.. come and pull it out now..
Nilanjana did not know what to do.. she did not move or utter a word..
Vicky : (WITH FIRM ATHOURITY IN HIS VOICE) I SAID COME HERE AND PULL IT OUT..
Nilanjana lowered her eyes.. she was sitting stark naked.. and here he was asking her to pull out
symbol of her humiliation from inside his pants.. she hated herself for letting herself into this
position..
Vicky : do you want me to force you into this?? I know how to do that as well.
Nilanjana looked at Vicky... she was still as vulnerable and now the stakes were much less since
she had lost almost all the stake.. and she knew that she had no cards to play against the aces
these two men held against her.. she moved on her knees, still half heartedly covering her big
breasts..
she crawled to Vicky, on her knees.. she did not know what he expected her to do.. probably put
her hands inside his pants and get the ornament.. she hated this.. but nobody cared..
he watched her crawl near to him.. to him, she looked like as if crawling to take his cock in his
mouth.. the very thought of his beautiful bhabhi doing this made him twitch in his pants.. he
knew he could make her to this..
Nilanjana : (raising her hands to his pants) how do I ... (interrupted)
Vicky (moving back a couple of steps) : bhabhi, dont you wash your hands and punnu (slang for
pussy) after toilet??
Nilanjana : what!!! (she was not expecting this)..
Vicky : hands and punnu?? you know punnu??
Nilanjana : yes.. but.. but.. (she understood what he was referring to, but she was too shocked
and felt degraded being asked about that)..
Vicky : you dont..
Nilanjana : please Vicky..
Vicky : you do or dont??
Vicky : you do or dont..
Nilanjana : yes.. i do.. (very softly)

Vicky : but you did not do it this time..
Nilanjana kept silent..
Vicky : why dont you wash it now.. i dont want to be touched with filthy hands..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky bewildered, asshamed, angry, hate.. she was not sure which of these
or maybe all of these.. she just wanted this to end.. even if they wanted to kill her..
Vicky : did u hear what i said??
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. she could see the joy of victory, the gleam of enjoyment and lust.. she
looked down in shame and moved towards the attached toilet..
Vicky : where are you going??
Nilanjana (expecting this) : to the .. (interrupted)
Vicky : if you can piss here, all across the room, why cant you clean yourself here??
Vicky : Rohit, hand her the water..
Nilanjana stopped in her tracks.. she was going to wash herself in front of these men..tears
dangled in her eyes..
Rohit gave her the other jug of water.. ice cold water.. Nilanjana looked at Rohit, in anticipation
of never to be, kindness or bailout.. but he smilingly handed her the jug...
she stood there.. hoping for some kindness.. almost weeping now.. this only gave Rohit time to
reach the camera..
Vicky : come on bhabhi, it is definatly less than peeing in front of us..
she just could not do this..Nilanjana virtually joined her hands, with jug still in her hands.. last
ditch pleadings..
Vicky : bhaaaabhi, it is just a small thing.. you are making me angry now..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky in despair... but with no hope.. she started to turn around.. at least not
to face him..
Rohit : bhabbbi, please face the camera..
Nilanjana had no option but not to turn... she stood there frozen, as if the water had frozen her
too..
Vicky sighed in restlessness..
this was enough for her to put her hand into the jug and then take it to her pubes.. she touched
her pubes and got her hand back... she repeated the process..
Rohit was focussing..seemingly displeasured.. Vicky noticed it..

Vicky : bhabhi, not like this.. you need to squat.. as you do it normally..
Nilanjana looked down.. and hopeless of any mercy, opened her legs and squatted on the floor..
Vicky : good.. now pour water and give it a nice rub..
Nilanjana broke down crying again.. as her one hand poured water and other rubbed her so
called punnu... the camera took everything down..
Nilanjana wept as last drops off her modesty dropped off her hands onto the floor, with the cold
freezing water which was flowing inside her punnu.. she was feeling really humiliated and
wanted to run away from all this, only if she could..
the coldness of water was sending spams of chills up her spine... her lips of her so called punnu
had opened up and stiffened, but this did not worry her as her womanhood went numb after
few seconds of its cold treatment..
suddenly she stopped and dropped herself at the feet of Vicky
Nilanjana : (begging and crying) Fuck me.. rape me.. please.. fuck me.. kill me.. you... (she broke
down crying)..
Rohit could see the smile on Vicky's face, smile of victory.. as naked Nilanjana wept on his feet.
he could feel her tears dropping at his feet.
Vicky winked and Rohit and grabbed hold of Nilanjana's hair and her much abused hair and skull
were on attack again.
Nilanjana : (clenching her teeth togather as she her throat let out a veiled shriek)...
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..
Vicky : bhabhi, i told you to get that mangal sutra out.. it is creating so much itch in there..
Nilanjana was more occupied with the pain as she was pulled upto her knees.. her face rubbed
all the way from his feet to his knees, thighs and then she could feel his erection pressing into
her cheeks.. her soft big breasts followed the face and Vicky enjoyed her..
she regained her balance on her knees.. Vicky also relaxed his pull on his hair, but his grip on her
hair in disarray was a good threat to her, on what would happen if she did not heed to his
request, well orders to be correct..
tears were again flowing from her eyes.. her teeth flinched tight.. as she tried to avert her looks
from his crotch staring right in his face..
Vicky : (veryy assertive voice) BHABHI.. I SAID PULL IT OUT.. (once again shaking her head with
her hair).
Reluctantly Nilanjana raised her hand and tried to slide it into Vicky's trousers from the
waistband.. she was having tough time as her hands, once inside his trousers, were getting
scratched by probably something blunt.. maybe the buckle or some metal button was the
culprit..
Vicky : seems you are bit too eager to catch the little Vicky into ur hands.. is it so bhabhi??
Nilanjana chose to keep quiet..
Vicky : i asked you something..

Nilanjana : (looking up at him) no, i am just trying to pull out..(interrupted)
Vicky : you seem too eager.. seems you have never seen anything like that?
Nilanjana chose to keep quiet again..
Vicky : does not seem so... why dont you try a look at it?
Nilanjana : (just too eager to defend her husband and too eager to do it) : yes i have seen many
of them in.. err.. (realizing her mistake)//
Vicky : he he.. i told u Rohit, we are really meeting the right slut...
Nilanjana : err.. i meant.. i have seen only one.. but many a times..
Vicky : he he... chalo, for a minute, we take your ok.. how big is that??
Nilanjana looked at him.. he was getting too explicit and way off her comfort zone..
Vicky : length,, how long??
Nilanjana did not know what to say... how long means?? she had never taken a scale and..
Vicky : why are you thinking so much bhabhi.. have they been a multiple choice ones?? i am sure
Kumkum would not have this answer, lest we try her..
Nilanjana : no no.. err.. 4 inches..
Vicky : ohh when erect or sleeping doggy style??
Nilanjana did not know.. she was calculating the length in her mind.. and she did not know what
measurement.. she was confused..
Nilanjana : when erect..
Vicky : he he.. he he.. are you talking about brothers na??
Nilanjana : off course..
Vicky : i dont think he even gets an erection..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, he is your (interrupted)..
Vicky : bhabhi, i gurantee at least 7-8 inches in here.. he he.. come on.. i will show you today..
Nilanjana looked down.. she did not want to stretch this conversation..
Vicky : come on bhabhi.. open and see me..
Nilanjana knew she did not have much choice.. she unbuckled his belt and slowly unhooked his
trousers.. she got a first glimpse of his brown undies as she pulled down the zipper over his
erectnes..
she chose to keep her eyes either down or on the job.. she did not look into the camera and she
did want to look into Vicky's eyes.. she did not want him to look into her defeated self.. she
pulled the zipper down and stared into his streched v shaped underpants as Vicky pushed his
trousers down to his knees.. she lowered her eyes as her face grew red in shame.. she was
looking at the biggest tent in her life.. so much so, his underwear had raised the elastics from the
sides and was waiting to blast off..
Vicky : bhabhi, you like it??
Nilanjana just did not reply anything..
Vicky : bhabhi, i know you are longing to take it into your mouth..
Nilanjana : no Vicky, please.. i have never done this and i will...(interrupted)
Vicky : what?? you will?? what??.. say..
Nilanjana : (almost whispering) i will.. i will.. never do ......
she knew she was defeated before she completed her scentence.. she knew her fate coming.. ..
she hated this.. she had outrightly and so strongly rejected Siddarth, when he requested for a
blowjob, that he never again requested it..
Nilanjana : please, Vicky.. I ..
Vicky : what?
Nilanjana : please, I cant do this..

Vicky : why bhabhi??
Nilanjana : i dont .. i mean.. i have never done this..
Vicky : bhabhi, everyone does it for the first time..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, i cannot take it.. i am begging you. please.. (she joined her hands as she
knelt in front of him)..
Vicky : ok.. i will consider it. we will find a middle way.. you will take it in your mouth with the
underwear on.. he he..
Nilanjana : WHAT?
Vicky : neither you will take the flesh in, and you will take it too..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, this is not. i mean this is dirty..
Vicky : what do you mean, i am dirty?
Nilanjana : no i did not mean that..
Vicky : then?? do you know even Kumkum enjoys it..
Nilanjana looked at him,,.. how did he ever know about her .. had he forced her to?/
Nilanjana : did you...
Vicky just laughed it off..
Nilanjana : answer me... did you.. u bastard..
Vicky : she will be glad to do it.. if you dont do it..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. he was tweaking Kumkum in every thing she was reluctant to do..
Vicky : seems you dont want to..
Nilanjana looked down..
Vicky : ok.. dont tell me that i did not..
suddenly he felt her tongue licking the under of his organ from over his briefs..
Vicky : ohhhh .. he let out a moan as he felt a tingling senssation in his body..
Nilanjana continued to lick under his dick.. she had red in some erotic magazines that men enjoy
most when someone licks the testicles .. and that is what she did.. though she was hating this for
the foul smell the underwear had.. maybe it was not washed for some time..
Vicky : yes.. bhabhi.. come on.. lick it hard..

she was really made to lick hard as Vicky pulled her face closer with her hair..
Vicky : ohhh yess.. take it in your mouth..
Nilanjana licked the pole from the bottom to its head.. the briefs looked as if Vicky had chot in
them, but they were actually wet from Nilanjana's saliva..
Vicky : take it in your mouth bhabhi..
Nilanjana could feel the edges of the ornament under the cloth as they hit her tongue..
Nilanjana tried to lower the briefs and take it out.. but Vicky caught her hands..
Vicky : take me over the briefs..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, can you please pull the.. aaaaaaaaaaaa ... gurrrrrr
she let out a scream as Vicky pulled her hair.. but the scream very soon turned into gurgles as
Vicky bent forward and inserted his briefs clad dick right into her open mouth..
Nilanjana felt choked as another push, the foul smelling briefs were right almost into her throat..
in couple of pushes, she lelt the edges of the ornament hurting the corner of her lips..
she could not help much as Vicky was dragging her face with her hair.. and to reduce the pain,
she had to accompany him.. she closed her lips on the base of the dick.. no saliva dripped off her
lips as the garment soaked all of it .. she felt her mouth foul and dry..
the mangal sutra had moved to the head of dick.. that was the only place it was not hurting her
lips.. she wanted to vomit.. but she could not..
Vicky was meanwhile enjoying and moaning in pleassure.. the very touch of the mangal sutra at
the head of his lusty dick made him feel on top of the world and he went over the edge.. she felt
his body stiffen.. his grip tightened on her hair.. his dick enter deep into her mouth, almost till
her throat, with almost a jerk.. she wanted to withdraw, but Vicky's firm grip wont let her..after a
second she felt the cream off his dick, seep from the garment into her dry mouth..
her mind repulsed it, while her mouth welcomed feel of the liquid after minutes of dry drought
in her mouth.. drop after drop, passed over the auspicious, once so auspicious ornament,
seeped through his briefs and onto her tongue, deep inside her mouth..
feeling the foul liquid seep onto her tongue and dripping down her throat, Nilanjana tried to
withdraw, but was held very firmly by her hair... Vicky did not let her withdraw till drops of
filtered semen filled her mouth.. she could not breathe properly as she felt repenting smell fill up
her nostrils and her body.. .. she wanted to vomit, but her first priorities were air ..
Vicky let her withdraw only after his stiff organ had softened and withdrawn half way.. Nilanjana
could feel the foul salty streak stretch all the way on her sensitive tongue..
as she pulled her mouth away from the dick which had just spit liberally in her mouth.. she
virtually ran to the attached toilet, as fast as her high heels would allow her to, ..She stood there,
spitting, rinsing her mouth with water from the tap in the washbasin and trying to vomit..
she was so engrosed in cleaning her foul smelling mouth, that she hardly bothered to cover her
completely naked body from the gaze of the camera and the two men.. anyway she had shown
everything she had, and maybe performed more private acts in front of these two men, that a
naked body was harldly an embarassement now.. moreover, games Vicky was playing were more
towards breaking the woman in her mind than just exposing inches of her skin.. and she was
loosing all the games till now..
Vicky smiled in the manner he could inflict the humiliation on Nilanjana by inserting his dick into
her mouth.. the fact that forced to take a stranger's dick in her mouth is humiliating enough for
the girl, but the fact that she hated the intrusion into her virgin mouth, virgin even to her own
husband, had increased the mental torment to the next level..
Vicky grabbed a rubber slipper from the corner rack, changed his expressions to one of the
offended masters.. he walked firmly to Nilanjana in the bathroom, still spitting and trying to
cleanse her dirty mouth.. he went behind her and gave two quick cracking smacks on her fleshy,
round shaped behind..
SMAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKK.. SMAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK
Nilanjana virtually jumped up on the smacks, almost shrieking in the sudden tearing pain..
Vicky : you feel offended by my sperm?? is it??/ (waving the slipper once more.. looking for an
oppurtunity to strike)
Nilanjana : please.. noooo... noo.. dont hit me.. (still trying to defend herself)..
she could feel her bums burning immediatly as she bent down, stil dancing to save herself from
offering another opening to Vicky cracking a hit..
Vicky : so you did not like the taste?? (his voice clearly associating another hit with her answer)..
Nilanjana chose to be careful, still grabbing her one red burning buttock with one hand and
other hand still standing shield to her front leaning body against any hit..
Vicky : tell me.. u hate my taste?? hai na?? (still not reducing the threat of another hit.)..
Nilanjana : no no.. it is not so.. (bit too urgent).. it is is.. is.. just,,
Vicky : just what?? (swinging the slipper once again.. it does not hit, but the swooshing sound
through the air is enough to frighten Nilanjana, had it hit)
Nilanjana : just that i did not do anything like this before.. ple.e.. dont hit me...
Vicky : you liked it or not?? (raising the slipper once again)..
Nilanjana : no no.. i liked it .. i like it.. ...pleasee..
Vicky broke into laughter... she broke down crying.. she was feeling repulsive to the very feeling
and the humiliation being metted out on her..
with her tear filled eyes, she saw her auspicious, once so auspicious mangal sutra dangling in
front of her eyes as Vicky held it out to her.. it was all fill with cum of her brother in law..
Vicky : take it... bhabhi...
Nilanjana looked at the ornament.. this, till few minutes ago had so much meaning for her
relation, and now it was just soaked in another man's lust..
Vicky : ohhh .. i think you want me to take the honour of putting it around ur neck.. isnt it
bhabhi?/
Nilanjana : noo please.. this represents my.. (she broke down crying)..
Vicky : represents your marriage??? you standing naked in front of me.. ur marriage soaked in
my cum?? he he..
saying Vicky put the mangal sutra in her head and lowered it onto her neck.. Nilanjana stood
meekly as the cum soaked pendant and the black garland humg in her neck...
Vicky : bhabhi.. this mangal sutra has been so very itchy in my pants.. i wished you would have
found out earlier..
Nilanjana looked down..
Vicky : bhabhi, why dont you find some solution for the itching.. (saying he lowered his
underwear)..
Nilanjana looked horrid as his cock stood hoisted (even after ejaculating minutes ago in her
mouth).. this was surely much more thicker and longer than her husbands.. she just looked down
at the floor..
Vicky : come on bhabhi..
Vicky backed on into the room, pulling her with her hands into the room.. Nilanjana saw no point
resisting and followed Vicky into the room.. still holding her hot, red buttocks with her one
hand.. she stood in her bedroom... not sure wether she would be mocking herself trying to cover
her naked charms once more.. she half heartedly, moved her other hand in front of her dense
pubc triangle..
Vicky : good bhabhi, your mangal sutra had been tooooo itchy on my balls... why dont u
just...rub my balls..
Nilanjana looked down onto the floor.. not knowing what to say or do..
Vicky : do u know balls?? does brother have them??
Nilanjana nodded in afirmative..
Vicky : simple.. just scratch them a bit.. and they will be ok..
Nilanjana : why dont you yourself..(she whispered)..
Vicky : what??? i did not hear you..
Nilanjana knew there was no point resisting.. Vicky was still in commanding position..
she went down on her knees.. her big breasts juggled as her knees hit the floor..
Vicky stepped forward to her..
she raised her eyes to see his big cock staring right into her face.. she lowered her eyes once
again.. she was kneeling in front of the cock of another man.. other than her husband.. how
would Siddarth react to this when he comes to know of it.. she was just getting impure and
dirty.. a tear went down her cheek..
she felt the tight slap across her cheeks by the tight cock of Vicky.. Vicky swirled on his feet and
let his cock slap her on her cheek.. she had no option but to sit there quietly..
Vicky : come on.. bhabhi..
Nilanjana raised her hands and was about to touch his bog cock...
Vicky : wait bhabhi.. your nails are bit tooo big.. this will just bleed me..
Nilanjana looked up at Vicky, hoping that she got a walkover this activity, but it was not to be...
Vicky : bhabhi, why dont u use ur tongue to rub my balls off..
Vicky looked down on Nilanjana, kneeling in front of him... she looked up at Vicky... Vicky could
see last bits of her shattered modesty floating in those two tears in her eyes.. Nilanjana could
see smile of victory and gleam of revenge in his eyes, leaving no place to any mercy or kindness
for her..
she looked down and defeated... Vicky's briefs had dropped down to his ankles and his naked
tool was staring at her face eagerly waiting when her toungue would caress it..
Vicky : come on, bhabhi...
Nilanjana looked up at his cock.. still a thin stream of cum hung down from the head of the cock,
tryying to reach the ground..
she wiped the stream off with her hands, closed her eyes and got her face very near to his cock.
Vicky : bhabhi, on the balls, it is itching..

Nilanjana lifted the cock in her hands, stared at the two table tennis sized balls in the thick
jungle.. she could see the cum mixed in his pubic hairs and on the two balls..
she closed her eyes and licked the balls with her outstretched tongue..Vicky grabbed her head
and pressed her face into the pool of his cum entangles in his pubes... Nilanjana had no option
but to continue licking and inhaling the stench of cum into her lungs, as his cock rested on her
head.. minutes of licking had made his cock hard..
she dropped her head back for fresh air.. her face was mess and stinking with cum which was
now drying on her face.. she looked least concerned for her modesty now.. rather she had none
to protect as she collpsed to sitting position on the floor.. her face was having no emotions
except for the hollow expressions of hollow relief..
Nilanjana : (whispering in rage, her eyes gazing nowhere) God will punish you.. god will not spare
you..
Vicky smiled. he did not mind being called names or bad coaxes from her..
Nilanjana : (not a tear in her eyes.. without any expressions on her face) you will die like a dog..
Vicky : he he..
Nilanjana : shut up.. you are a coward.. you have been using your power on a helpless girls.. who
had done nothing wrong.. you should have guts to come when my husband was there..
Vicky : he he.. your husband??
Nilanjana : you guys dont know what you have done to a married woman..
Vicky broke off laughing..
Nilanjana : dont laugh..
Vicky : i am laughing on your confidence on your husband..
Nilanjana : if you had guts, you should have come in front of him to take revenge.. and not by
kidnapping a innocent girl..
Vicky : do you know where your husband is?
Nilanjana : even you know he is out of town..
Vicky : yes..
Nilanjana : so..
Vicky : he is out of town.. you know that....
Nilanjana looked at his juglary of words..
Vicky : but what you dont know is that he is in the town..
Nilanjana : WHAT!!!
Vicky : do you remember Asma Khan??

How could Nilanjana forget Asma? Asma was one of the young, beautiful, receptionist in the
Siddarth's company about 2 years ago.. there were rumours of her being loose character ed and
also her relation with many men in the office.. She also had an alteration with Nilanjana, when
she had gone to meet Siddarth and some heated exchanges of words, following which Asma was
forced to resign..
Nilanjana : How do you know her?? how does she come in here??
Vicky : well, your husband is in bed with Asma...... RIGHT NOW..
Nilanjana : do u know what you are saying? you just cant blame anyone and think that i will
accept it..
there was a sudden surge of energy in Nilanjana's voice.. it was rather the voice of a wife rather
than a beaten, humiliated, naked lady..
Vicky : so u dont beleive me??
Nilanjana : shut up, i will kill you if this proves wrong..
she knew that she could not harm him.. but the allegation that he had put on her husband was
worth a stern warning..
Vicky : he he.. if you dont beleive me, why dont you check yourself?? dial it out to him.. and see
what he says..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky... she just wished that Vicky was lying.. Siddarth was the only hope left
for her to come out of all this mess which had suddenly engulfed her life.. Nilanjana got up on
her long heeled sandals.. and walked to her phone..as she was half way there..
Vicky was enjoying the show of the naked bums, shaking with her each step due to high heeled
sandals..
Vicky : dont try to be oversmart with us, bhabhi.. you know what i mean..
Nilanjana looked back at Vicky..
Vicky : if you dare tell bro about what is happening here, lot will happen to your sis even before
he can get out of the bed of that prostitute.. you got me??
Nilanjana nodded in defeated but understanding tone.. she proceeded to the phone.. just as she
reached the phone and was about to pick it up,
Vicky : hello sexy..
Nilanjana turned back on the abrupt adjective used by Vicky on her.. just to find that Vicky was
talking on the phone.. first Nilanjana thought it was something to do with Kumkum, but Rohit
clarified that he was talking to Asma on her mobile..
Vicky (on phone) : so how it is going darling??
<pause, as phone was not on speaker>...
Vicky (on phone) : ohh really??
<pause>...
Vicky (on phone) : good... gr8.. he he..
<pause>
Vicky (on phone) : he he.. hope you do not have aids.. he he..
what was that supposed to mean?? was her husband getting into another lady?? the very
thought made her hate her husband..
Vicky (on phone) : here, his wife wants to talk to you..
<pause>...
Vicky (on phone) : ok.. ok..ok.. ok dear, i know you dont like being disturbed when in bed.. but..
<pause>...
Vicky (on phone) : but she wants to know if her dear husband is in your bed...
<pause>...
Vicky (on phone) : no no yaar, ok.. you deal with her later..
<pause>......
Vicky (on phone) : ok, ooops.. make him wear something and.. you too wear something, lest you
both catch cold..
<pause>.......
Vicky (on phone) : but at least prove to her that you are with ...
<pause>...
Vicky (on phone) : ok..
<pause>...
Vicky (on phone) : ok.. i will put you on the speaker phone..
<pause>...
Vicky (on phone) : ok.. here
he puts the phone to speaker mode.. Nilanjana walked upto Vicky, naked.. and still half mindedly
covering her nakedness..
Nilanjana : hey, who is this??
Nilanjana : tell me who you are?? dont mess with me.. or..leave my husband alone..
but there was no voice on the phone..

...
...
....
Nilanjana : Vicky, you think this is some kind of a joke??
Nilanjana : this is not a joke.. i know you were just lying .... tell me.. u were just lying.. hai na?
Nilanjana : dont play such jokes with me any further..
Just then she heard another lady's voice on the phone... by the very accent, she could tell she
was Asma..
Asma (low voice on the phone, talking to someone else in the room with phone on) : hey
darling, this is the taxi wala, who will drive you from so called Airport to the so called home.. of
yours..
Asma (low voice on the phone) : he wants to know what time he should come?
Male voice (very very low) : hey puchu darling, tell him not to come today..
but the low voice and the elegance in the voice was enough to recognize that he was her Sid..
Siddarth,, her husband..
Asma (low voice on the phone) : why?? you were supposed to return today...
Siddarth (low voice from background, on the phone) : cant we enjoy for another day??
Asma (low voice on the phone) : No way (naughtiness drooling in her voice) ... you will be doing
it all over again to me.. what if i get pregnant?
Siddarth (low voice from background, on the phone) : ohh come on.. puchu darling.. you are so ..
Asma (low voice on the phone) : no dear, but your silly wife is also waiting at home..
Siddarth (low voice from background, on the phone) : Asma
Asma (low voice on the phone) : go and make her pregnant and forget me..
Siddarth (low voice from background, on the phone) : Asma.. please.. come on here.. you know i
cant live without you..
Asma (low voice on the phone) : hey, why have you not made her pregnant??
Siddarth (low voice from background, on the phone) : come on, first tell the taxi wala.. not today
please..
Asma (low voice on the phone) : no first tell me..
Siddarth (low voice from background, on the phone) : i dont want him to be listening.. please.. i
promise i will tell you..
Asma (on the phone) : ok, bhaiya, not today.. sir wants to enjoy more.. he he..
Nilanjana (virtually shouting on the phone ) : YOU BITCH.. YOU.. LEAVE HIM ALONE... YOU... I
WILL KILL YOU...
Asma (on the phone, in mocking voice) : ok.. i told you na Bhaiya.. not today.. yes.. yes.. we will
settle the dues..
Nilanjana (virtually shouting on the phone ) : COME IN FRONT HERE.. WE WILL SETTLE DUES...
Nilanjana was panting now.. her naked boobs heaving in deep breaths...she was sweating
heavily.. but she continued..
Nilanjana (virtually shouting on the phone ) : YOU BITCH.. YOU.. WHY DONT YOU COME HERE??
YOU WILL GET PREGNANT,, huh?? I WILL KILL HIM BEFORE HE DOES THIS..
Nilanjana (virtually shouting on the phone ) : YOU JUST KNOW HOW TO SHOW YOUR
UNDERGARMENTS TO MEN.. YOU ARE A WHORE...
Nilanjana was so much in rage and so excited or out of her senses that Vicky thought she had an
attack.. he signalled to Rohit, to control her..
Rohit (coming to Nilanjana, keeping his hands on her naked shoulder, whispered softly) : bhabhi,
please control yourself.. she is not listening .. her phone is not on speaker.. please control
yourself..
Nilanjana (broke down crying, corner of her mouth drooling as she cried and spoke) : she
bitccccchhh... she stole my... hooo.. ohhhhhh.. (crying)
she broke down crying and leaned on Rohit's shoulders..almost hugging him..seeking solace..
Nilanjana leaned, almost in the arms of Rohit.. the lady in her had long ago lost out to a slut
which these two men had forced into her body and mind.. but the insulted and defeated wife in
her had left her legs week.. she had always found strength in her marriage which had been
defeated.. her legs were weak and trembling..
Confused Rohit placed handed the camera to Vicky, who put it on the stand in the automatic
mode..
why had this happened to me.. Nilanjana thought as she leaned onto her tormenter.. for she was
a good sister or wanted not to give in to advances of man other than her husband? the proud
but afraid sister in her was not enough to keep her on her feet.. she slumped into arms of Rohit..
Nilanjana (with ice cold voice) : will u fuck me, Rohit?
Rohit looked at her and then at Vicky.. Vicky too looked at Rohit,
Nilanjana (ice cold voice) : please fuck me, Rohit..
Vicky : hey, Rohit, i think she needs something up her punnu..
ignoring Vicky's comment, Nilanjana pressed herself into Rohit. her big naked breasts completly
mashed against Rohit's chest.. she held his arms and placed them on her naked bums..
Nilanjana (insisting) : make love to me.. Rohit.. please.. i am your slut.

Rohit was completly taken by surprise by this behaviour of Nilanjana... he seemed to be like a
victim now and Nilanjana as a tormentor..
Vicky came and pulled Nilanjana off the arms of Vicky and gave her a tight slap right across her
face.. she almost flew down couple of meters to land in the corner of the room, on the floor..
she broke into tears.. cupping her face into her arms...
Vicky (mocking at her) : she had turned into a really violent...(interrupted)..
Nilanjana (almost screaming, removing her hands over her face and moving her long hair in
disarray to the side) : YES.. YES... I AM A SLUT.. YOU WANT TO SAY THAT RIGHT?? YES... I AM
SLUT... THAT IS WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR NA.. YES I AM... YOU HAVE WON.. YOU HAVE WON..
Vicky and Rohit looked at each other and then her.. in helplessness.. Nilanjana was not even
waiting to breath in between the scentences..
Nilanjana (continued screaming) NOW TELL ME WHAT.. YOU WANT MY FLESH RIGHT.. HERE IT IS..
(CUPPING HER BREASTS)... LIKE THEM?? MY BREASTS... THAT IS WHAT YOU CALL THEM
RIGHT??? HERE.. COME ... (SAYING SHE SLAPPED HER BREASTS REALLY HARD 2-3 times WITH
HER HANDS..)...
her breasts swayed.. the slaps were really hard ones.. Vicky could see her soft sides of breasts
grow red where her hand had come hard on them..
Nilanjana (continued): YOU WANT TO FUCK ME NA... FUCK ME..
saying she put her hands on her inner thighs and opened her legs wide.. to obscene display of
her womanhood... she leaned back on the wall..
Nilanjana : COME ON.. WHO WANTS TO COME FIRST?? Rohit, COME ON..
Rohit looked at Vicky..
Vicky : not so early, bhabhi.. not so early.. i was thinking to give you one more chance of
freedom..
Nilanjana : GO TO HELL..
Vicky : think about it bhabhi.. think about it..
Nilanjana : i told u.. go to hell.. i am not going for anything..
Vicky : bhabhi, think about it.. you could get back everything once again..
Nilanjana did not trust him anymore.. she knew this was just a trick to prolong her torment..
Nilanjana : NO WAY.. FUCK ME AND FINISH IT OFF.. KILL ME..
Vicky : ohh bhabhi, we never wanted to fuck you.. we just wanted to take it on your sister.. who
wants to drive a second hand car.. he he..
Nilanjana had forgotten the ace cards these two guys had in their hands against her.. in the rage
of events that happened... just the mention of her sister made all her venom, reflecting in last
few minutes of her talk, turn into soft pulp..
Nilanjana : what do you guys want.. I did everything you wanted.. i am your criminal.. why are
you including my family in this??
Vicky : your family?? he he.. just your sis.. your husband is not included in this torment.. he is
enjoying his bed with another beauty now.. he he.. i bet it will be fun.. and hope she does not
have AIDS..
Nilanjana : please stop it.. please..
Vicky : I just want to give you one more chance.. that is it.. simple.
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. she was a begger here and would have to do as he wanted.. she knew
there was more humiliation in store for her..
Rohit pulled out two bottles of corked bottles and kept them on the stool..
Vicky : good.. bhabhi, now here is your chance..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, i dont drink..
Vicky : he he.. bhabhi, these are not for drinking.. you can fuck yourself with these bottles..
Nilanjana : what??
Vicky : he he.. no no.. these bottles just contain apple juice..
Nilanjana : you are lying..

Vicky : bhabhi, see.. u did drink on your honeymoon.. didnt u?? i saw you on that personal album
of yours..
Nilanjana remembered that she had drank with Siddarth on the honeymoon.. and Siddarth had
taken some spicy pics of hers on that hot night.. but that was personal.. and a very personal
album of hers.. how did Vicky managed to see that?? and if he did, he definatly would have seen
more spicy ones of hers too..
Vicky : he he.. dont worry,.. you just have to compete with me in finishing off this bottle.. who
wins first.. and can successfully walk the line.. (pointing to a line Rohit drawn on the tiled floor
with a chalk).. will win..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, i dont take hard drinks ... regularly.. (the last word coming a bit late)..
Vicky : bhabhi, this is just apple juice..
Nilanjana knew this was not plain juice, but some hard drink..
what she did not know was that this was more than just a hard drink.. it contained habit forming
drugs, which her body would crave for later... just enough to make her restless and active... to
keep her concious.. it contained time tested desi medicines to immediatly enhance sexual
hunger (lot more effective but not as safe as Viagra)... Besides they were mixed with cocktail
alcoholic hard drinks.. to subdue her conciousness...
______________________________
ilanjana did not know what to do. she knew, she was like an apple falling on the knife, whose
fate was to be cut into two.. to loose.. if she did not agree to drinking it, she would loose, and if
she agreed, she would not be in position to celebrate her win..
Not that she had never had hard drinks before.. She had been fond of drinking on occassions but
all of those occassions had been private bedroom with Siddarth... and all the times she had
fallen almost unconcious and Siddarth had taken full advantage of her.. Siddarth had recorded
the sessions on the camera for her to see.. .. stacked away in a detachable harddisk in her
wardrobe, out of reach of Kumkum..She had enjoyed watching those videos the morning after,
even if Siddarth had been mischeviously adventourous, putting his dick in her mouth as she lay
drunk... once he had even nipped off her pubic hair, almost making her womanhood bald.. once
he had inserted a banana inside her womanhood and then stuffed her own juices into her own
mouth.. she had really scolded him for this, but at the end of the day it was all friendly tussle
between the couple and she had enjoyed it all.. and all of this was on the recorded disk..
it was going to be recorded even today.. just that it was not going to be a simple hard drink, but
a drink laced with mixtures of sedatives, drugs, which her body will crave for later, and sexual
boosters blended in the hard drink.. just that the drink will ensure that the sedatives and drinks
would drown her consiousness.. the drugs and boosters would ensure that the lust floats over
her conciousness and make her enjoy.. just that she would not be party of consent to the
enjoyment.. she would be used and degraded.. just that it would not be her husband's dick
inside her, but she would be filled with a strangers meat.. just that her husband's meat was filling
someone else's body.. how can he do that.. a wave of anger suddenly roared over her head..
her thoughts were broken by the clutter of glasses and bottle in front of her..
Vicky : bhabhi, who so ever finishes the bottle first would win..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky..
Vicky : bhabhi, you have a lot to win bhabhi.. finishing it means not a drop out of the bottle.. u
get me??
Nilanjana looked at the bottle placed in front of her.. it was brown in color and looked like one
for some sophisticated brand of scotch.. but it was not sealed for sure..she looked at Vicky.. still
thinking if she should go for it.. but look on his face was that of joy and kinda go ahead.. he was
not going to let her off the hook.. similar bottle had been placed in front of him.. the setting
looked like an ideal one minute game setting..
she knew she was playing the loose loose game.. but she had to play it..
Rohit : ready steady... gooooo..
Nilanjana took the bottle and poured some into the glass.. It was an orange color drink.. she
smelled some.. it did not smell something foul, seemed rose water odour.. Closing her eyes, and
expecting the bitter taste of the drink, she took the first sip off the glass. she did not care if she
lost.. she gulped down the first sip.. it was not as bitter as she had expected it to be.. it smelled
nice.. something like a little bitter rose water..
she looked at Vicky, he had taken the bottle in his hand and had not bothered to use the glass..
but he seemed struggling with the taste.. and was seemingly vomiting after the first gulp.. With
not so bitter taste, she could also go for the bottle.. Suddenly she got the hope to win.. but no
way she could win using the glasses..she had to be faster than Vicky.
she quickly gulped down the remaining drink in the glass.. she could find a slight, burning
sensation down her neck.. other than that it just seemed ok.. she reached out for the bottle.. she
was still undecided if she wanted to win or loose..
just as she reached for the bottle, she felt a sudden kick in her stomach.. she felt the liquid
flowing up her food pipe.. she took a deep breath.. that settled the feeling... she took the bottle
and got it to her lips.. a couple of gulps and she could feel energy seeping into her muscles.. she
felt she could pick up the mountain in her arms.. It seemed like her stomach was
another two gulps, she felt herself smiling.. she did not know what was so amusing..
Another gulp, and she felt warm blood rush through her veins to her head.. she was sweating
profusely now.. she raised her arms to allow the heat to disperse.. she felt the AC running on full
heater mode.. her legs, inner thighs were all sweaty.. she could feel the wetness between her
legs.. she pressed and rubbed her thighs togather.. her naked body was not hiding anything and
Rohit was recording it all..
She looked at Vicky after another gulp.. was he acting to drink?? or was he drinking.. if so, which
one was drinking.. she could see three Vickys... her mind was racing.. was she drunk?? .. she
stumbled backwards.. she desperatly grabbed the table in front of her to hold herself straight..
and kept the bottle on the table..
she slumped down on the floor.. her legs opened wide.. she was shaking her head as if to drop a
heavy load from over her head.. she was having hiccups.. her breasts jiggled with each of those
hiccups..
Rohit : come on bhabhi.. you can do it..
Vicky had stopped pretending to drink... and was just holding the bottle in his hands..
her breasts seemed swollen.. her nipples were hard and erect as she rubbed them off with her
hands.. she was trying to pluck off something off her nipples.. her legs were wide open and
womanhood was shining from her own juices..
Rohit came to her..
Rohit : come on bhabhi, lets finish it off..
Nilanjana : huh?? huhhhh.. hmmmm.. did I win??
gruntling absent mindedly...
Rohit : yes bhabhi, you can.. come on..
Rohit grabbed her by her upper arm and pulled her up.. she too got up readily.. her head was
spinning now as Rohit put the bottle again to her lips.. couple of more gulps were tough on
Nilanjana.. she stumbled again.. but this time Rohit supported her.. she leaned on Rohit.. her
arms wrapped around him.. she seemed to have forgotten everything about her clothes...about
her modestly.. she was still plucking something imaginary from her swollen, erect nipples.. her
other hand was rubbing her womanhood between her legs.. Rohit was having tough time
controlling her.. she stumbled again and fell down on the floor hard, but did not seem to be
hurt..
Rohit : bhabhi, stand up please..
Nilanjana : did I win??
Rohit : yes yes.. you can win..
Rohit lifted her again..he wrapped his hand around her body from the back, his hands grabbing
her breasts in the front.. as he lifted her..he may not have done that intentionally as he was
struggling against her plump figure.. Nilanjana let out a moan of pleasure..
Nilanjana struggled to maintain her balance..
ohit : just last two gulps please.. and you can win...
Nilanjana : please.. can you please switch on the fan and the AC...
her eyes were half shut.. Rohit looked at Vicky.. Vicky had mischevious smile on his lips.. Rohit
brought the bottle to the lips of Nilanjana and she gulped down the entire content.. now fully
leaning on Rohit..
Rohit : now bhabhi, please walk on this line.. and you will win..
Nilanjana : which line,..
Rohit : this one..

he pointed on the floor with his feet.. there was no line..
Nilanjana : i cant see any line..
Rohit : come on bhabhi, let me help you..
he grabbed her waist and led her to the bathroom.. the tub was full of water.. he led Nilanjana to
the edge of the tub.. he looked back at Vicky who was handling the camera.. Rohit then left
Nilanjana.. Nilanjana tried to maintain balance but a slight push from Rohit, and she splashed
into tub full of cold water..
the touch of the cold tub water came as a surpirse, as she fell face first into the water... her
intoxicated body struggled for support.. her hands waving out for a handle, her feet struggling
for an hold on the of the tub....her feet were still encased in the big heeled bright red sandals,
the only piece of clothing (if you call that clothing), on her naked frame..
her shaped and plump, naked rear jiggled as she struggled, till her bums too drowned in water..
she had a tiring day and her attempts were feeble compared to a normal, not toxicated lady who
had her face drowned in water for last 30 seconds.. her body was showing fatigue and
drowsiness..
Vicky and Rohit looked at each other... both had same question like 'did we overdo the drugs to
her'.. then Rohit bent down to check her.. he rolled her naked body as she struggled feebly in the
water so that she was now facing upwards... he slowly raised her head so that her face came out
of the water.. she gasped for air.. her chest rose and dropped as her lungs rushed for air.. her
long naked breasts, wanting to be supported thumped on her chest...
she suddenly raised herself out of the water... and wrapped her hands around Rohit.. Rohit was
taken by surprise.. she had a tight grip over Rohit... she was pushing herself up.. Vicky fetched
the camera into his hands..
Nilanjana : (moaning in pleasure) kiss me... kiss me..

she was trying to raise her face into Rohit's face.. Rohit was facing immense pressure on his neck
as she hung with almost had her full upper body weight around his neck.. he was slowly forced
to bend more.. but he still kept his face out of reach for her, by turning his face to the side..
Nilanjana (visibly angry) : why dont ... kiss me .. Kiss me.. you listen..
saying she reached out more.. now her breasts were mashing against Rohit's chest.. Rohit could
take no more strain on his back and he fell into the tub with a splash on top of Nilanjana...
tables seemed turned with Nilanjana behaving strangely now, under the influence of the
sedatives, alcohol and sexual simulating drugs... The situation was more like a millionaire, fond
of scotch blended whiskey, had been given desi country made 'santra' liqour.. and Nilanjana was
not even used to scotch ones..
she was trying to get over Rohit as he lay in the tub, but Rohit was trying to avoid her.. at least he
was seemingly doing that.. but in reality, he was touching her at sensitive places like her nipples
to make her more excited... Rohit pushed her away and stood up in the tub.. he pulled out his
wallet and his watch, wet with water to Vicky..
the scene looked like a perfect setting for a rape.. a female dominated rape of a man..
by the time Rohit, had kept his wallet, Nilanjana was pulling him again into the water.. Rohit
splashed into the water and pulled Nilanjana close to himself. he lay on top of Nilanjana.. by now
Nilanjana raising her body and was rubbing her breasts and swollen erect nipples on Rohit's
chest..
she pulled on his shirt, indicating him to remove his shirt or she will break the buttons off.. the
drugs were fast defeating her mind.. she was so much sexually aroused.. her senses had
drowned in the pool of alcohol defeating her mind... and stimulants with the drugs were given
her tired body the energy to do what she wanted, and sex was all over her mind and body..
the bad part of this was that whole of this action was getting filmed. anybody who watched this
film would beleive that Nilanjana is no more than whore...
the worst part, that she will come to know later was that these drugs were quickly habit
forming.. her body will crave for them, the next day she did not have it..
Rohit helped her unbutton his shirt and let her breasts mash into the hairy chest of his..
Nilanjana was feeling the fire between her legs.. she spread them around the waist of Rohit,...
Rohit was now settling into the groove and was enjoying every bit of it.. anybody would have
enjoyed, if a pretty, well shaped, bit plump lady aged 30 lay wrapped around you in the tub full
of water.. naked to the core and trying to dragging you into sex.. it was like a poor hungry begger
getting invitation to a star hotel for his dinner.. in real it was not the case, but looked like one..
he cupped her breasts... the flesh flowed out from the sides as they were massive to be just
caged by his palms.. he massaged them, to let moans out of Nilanjana's mouth.. the sudden
pinch on the tips of her nipples was when Rohit felt how hot she was.. the nipples were hard and
swollen.. the pinch led to a moan filled with pleasure and mix of pain escape her lips..
Rohit moved down and felt her curves down to her fleshy tummy... he could see the deep, round
navel in the water..
Nilanjana : fill me man.. fill me.. (she tried to kiss Rohit, but Rohit was not looking)..
Nilanjana was too eager for Rohit to get onto her hot and buring and waiting womanhood.. she
pushed her hips so at to meet Rohit's hand, but Rohit had other plans.. his hands moved down
to her buttocks.. she raised herself to let his hands cup her big fleshy bums.. but Rohit lifted her
well above it.. he lifted her bottoms out of the water.. Nilanjana was taken by surprise as her face
and body slumped into the water.. as her and bottoms were lifted.. Nilanjana could just manage
to keep her mouth out of the water level.. her chin was submersed into the water..
Rohit helped place her wet, soaking dripping high heels on the edge of the water tub.. she
strained her arms holding the edges to keep her mouth out of water, as her pussy stared into the
face of Rohit.
her womanhood was dripping with juices of pleasure.. Rohit could make it from the dripping
liquid the sticky fluid stuck into her dense pubes.. he could make the redness and swollen lips as
the result of the drug..
he kissed her heavenly opening.. she immediatly let out a moan of pleasure as Rohit's hard
shave brushed her womanhood. Rohit again kissed her.. this time the moan was louder than
before.. next time, Rohit kissed her deep into her cunt.. she almost tried to close her thighs
togather, to pull his face into herself.. Rohit lashed out his soft tongue on the red hot
womanhood.. his tongue tasting the sweet juices of her vagina.
Nilanjana let out the most pleasure packed moan of the day.. as her womanhood was throbbing
with action... nobody had ever licked her there before.. and today she was experiencing the
pleasure for the first time in her life.. the heavenly experience.. instinctively her hands had
moved between her legs and grabbing he hair of Rohit, pulling him more into her.. she was
pushing her body more into his mouth, and that had resulted water entering into her mouth
with each moan.. she was now moaning and half gurgles out of her throat..
Rohit was also enjoying the sweet taste of her pleasure juices as they were smeared all over his
face... he had never ever had access to such a juicy and swollen lower lips of a woman.. further
she was pushing it into his mouth...
Vicky was recording the so called consensual enjoyment of Nilanjana and this would be the end
nail into any chance of self respect Nilanjana could ever claim in her entire life after this..
Meanwhile innocent Nilanjana, helplessly victim to the plot hatched against her and then the
drugs and sexual stimulants, dropped deeper into the well of sexual enjoyment as Rohit's
toungue was not teasing her inner lips and occassionally hit her g spot.. waves of pleasure ran up
her body.. she tried her best to delay the pleasure.. and that built up the momentum.. and just
another lick of Rohit's tongue was enough to bring her over the edge..
her whole body shivered.. she let out the moan of pleasure.. her womanhood ejaculated the
fluid on Rohit's face.. she pushed her womanhood more into Rohit's face, but Rohit backed out..
desperatly she grabbed her cunt and her body fell into water.. she circled into a ball of meat
soaring into the highs of sexual pleasure and unaware of the lows of fake social modesty..
The torment of poor, helpless Nilanjana continued unabated. The worse part for her was that
she was enjoying her torment and this was all being captured on the camera. Never again would
she be able to justify these enjoying moments as rape to her husband, leave alone the world.
Besides these habit forming drugs were already enslaving each cell of her body.
she lay barely out of the water.. her hands still between her legs and her body lay towards one
side, rolled into a ball convulsing with the waves of joys emanating from her womanhood....
Rohit looked at Vicky and smiled.. Vicky nodded to him signalling him to begin something wilder..
Rohit bent down and grabbed her feet, still clad in high heeled red sandals.. he pulled and
twisted her ankle so that she was forced to face the bottom of the tub.. her face splashed into
the water, but she managed to keep it over the water level with her arms lending support to her
body frame.. it was not that pleasant.. her whole body weight, including those really heavy
looking breasts dangled loosely from her chest..
Rohit seperated her legs wider and got between the legs.. he unbuttoned his pants while Vicky
climbed on the side of the tub to capture the real penetration into the top view..
Nilanjana was feeling too much pressure on her forarms as it supported all her body weight..
also the floor of the tub, inside the water was slippery and she held onto the weight with too
much difficulty..
Nilanjana : please .. i will fa .... ahhhh... ahhhhhhhhhh,...
Rohit was now rubbing his hard tool on the opening of her eager woamnhood..
her womanhood was going wild again.. she had no contol over her body and mind.. Vicky was
cleverly taking down each detail..
Nilanjana let out a loud moan as Vicky pressed hard into her cherry and his tool entered her
body.. her hand slipped of the wet bath tub floor, and her face and shoulders splashed into the
water.. her moaning throat was now filled with water as she still gurgled her moans..
her desperate attempt to regain her hold on the floor was not easy.. it took her several seconds
before she could really regain herself out of the water.. but each second she gave Rohit's tool a
nice screwing, which had further hardened his tool further by another two inches.. further as
she raised herself out of water, her body was pushing behind while he was pushng ahead front..
inch b inch Rohit' thick rod disappeared between her legs.. she was now feeling it full as never
before..
rohit started pumping in and out.. her moans were a mix of pain and pleasure.. less of pain and
more of pleasure.. everytime she twitched her wait on her hands, she ended up giving more
pleasure to Rohit.. Vicky smiled as things moved as he had planned.. she was a play object
enjoying each move of theirs.. she was moaning in deep pleasure as each push rubbed her g
spot deep inside her thirsty, swollen pussy...
Just as she twitched another time to maintain her balance, a deep thrust from Rohit hit her right
on her most sensitive part .. she shuddered, vibrated.. her pussy walls closed right on the Rohit's
tools, trying to juice it.. his dick convulsed deep into her body.. blast after blast filled her with his
juice.. her womanhood was still trying to close in and grip in.. her body went wild with pleasure..
her hands weekend.. and she lost her balance.. her body landing right into the water.. her
moaning throat was now filled with water.. water entered her nose.. she spluttered and coughed
to drain it out..as her pussy still milked, what it thought, a friendly invasion of a foe in reality..
Nilanjana dropped into the water ... Rohit too felt weak in his knees.. he too dropped over
Nilanjana.. taking her into his arms.. he had never had such an grinding ejaculation ever in his
sexual life..she too reacted in pleasure with his gentle soothing touch.. their sweat stained
bodies mingled with each other in the wetness of the tub.. he still gently rubbed her clit.. she
was hot still.. she continued pinching and caressing her already erect nipples.. not really aware
when Rohit slipped out of the tub.. she continued display of cheapness to the camera and the
world..
her mouth was open as she gasped for air.. she was panting and coughing..
Nilanjana : water.. water..
she was almost ready and desperate that she was about to drink water from the tub.. Vicky gave
her his bottle.. it contained the same cocktail.. and she did oblige by taking it.. the drugs and the
hectic session had made her more thirsty.. little did she know that she was drinking the same
poison to quench the thirst...
Once she finished half the bottle, Vicky took it from her.. she closed her eyes and relaxed in the
tub.. Rohit tried waking her up.. but she had reached a different world.. she was moaning.. she
wanted something..
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Vicky came and picked her up in his arms.. he carried her to the bedroom.. her naked body, her
lifelessly drooling arms, her open legs, showcasing the triangle of thick pubes between them,
offered no resistance.. her falling and rising belly button and her enormously erect nipples
indicated that she was still breathing and was alive.. her full lips were passing small grunts..
Vicky placed her on the bed.. Rohit was now handling the camera after he had dressed up..Vicky
unzipped his pants and unleashed his enormous tool and without any foreplay rammed it right
into her gaping pussy.. her unconcious body flinched in pain, but the wetness due to previous
juices and Rohit's semen provided lot of lubrication to make it less of pain and add the pleasure
component into already aroused sex organ of hers.. soon the pain subsided..
Vicky was being crude on her but her pussy was matching his advances.. the rough, thick rod was
rubbing inside her clit and she was letting out moans of pleasure.. Vicky grabbed her breasts in
his hands and pinched her nipples, which were already hard due to the drugs and also as cool air
brushed her wet body.. she was responding with encouragement to his every move as she lay on
her back on her bed, her legs spread raised with Vicky standing beside the edge of the bed
between them..
Vicky was feeling really hot as he had been enjoying each victory over her. his pace was
increasing now.. Nilanjana was feeling the hot rod ramming into new deeps of her womanhood..
for the second time in past few minutes, she went over edge.. her body shuddered and she came
with a loud moan.. the organsm was painful as her womanhood had never taken anything more
than one or two in a week.. and in last 15 minutes, it was her 4th organsm.. and it was more
intense than anything before.. taking Vicky too over the edge.. as he buried his seed deep inside
her belly..
Macho Vicky was a spent force now and collapsed on Nilanjana's belly, his head resting just
below her breasts.. Nilanjana's hand instictively buried in his hair..stroking gently through it as
she lay back trying to cool off her body.. her eyes still closed...
she was a complete slut now.. at least the camera could prove that to the whole world and she
would not be able to answer..
Nilanjana felt hungry and thirsty as she opened her eyes from the deep slumber.. It seemed she
had been sleeping for ages now..
she was in her bed lying on her belly.. she remembered Vicky.. she remembered how she had
been stripped.. she remembered that she had been humiliated and everything recorded.. and
last thing she had on her mind was of having that drink.. but was it all a bad dream.. a nightmare
or .. she hoped it was.. she touched her bruised nose.. and realized it was for real.. she
wondered what happened after the drinks.. she had faint memory of the bathtub.. but nothing
concrete..she felt sour between her legs, but she was still moist there.. the cool air of the AC was
giving her sense that she was still stark naked..but she did not move.. she was feeling a strange
void in her body.. her muscles were stiff and felt weak.. she felt her arms were not existing..
she sensed that no one was there in the room.. she moved her eyes around, without moving her
neck.. she could not see anybody in her line of sight.. there was dim light in the room.. she could
see the smaller needle strike 6 on the clock..
where was Kumkum.. she hoped she was safe. where was she?? where was Vicky? she did not
even have his number.. she should contact the police.. she should contact her husband... ohh
no.. well he was.. he was such a betrayal.. he was in bed with another lady.. he was in bed with
the cheap lady who was on good terms with her.. she will definatly teach her husband a lesson
once things are back on the track.
Just then she heard a camera click below her legs.. she was startled as her train of thoughts was
broken.. she got up with a startle... her eyes popped open when she saw the person who clicked
her in nude..
It was none other than a 13 yr old Chintu.. he stayed in the apartment next door with his family..
there was no one else in the room
Nilanjana woke up with a sudden jerk, as if someone had put live wires to her feet.. she looked
around for some cover.. not finding anything, she tried pulling on the bedsheet.. but it was
tucked neatly under the bed.. so she ran to the corner and wrapped herself with the curtains..
Nilanjana (stammering in anger and humiliation) : what the heck.. who.. are you doing here?
She was putting it all wrong grammer.. but no lady cares about her words specially if she is stark
naked in front of a 18 yr old young boy.. so did not Nilanjana.. how long had he been here.. and
the click she heard.. she saw the mobile phone in Chintu's hands.. was he clicking her pics??
Nilanjana : what were you doing here chintu??
chintu looked at her.. he was trembling with fear and his eyes were looking down in shame.. now
that he was caught..
Nilanjana : I ASKED ...WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN HERE?

Chintu : aunty.. i .. aunty..
Nilanjana : were you clicking the pictures??
Chintu looked down..
Nilanjana : I ASKED .. WERE YOU CLICKING PICS OF ME?? (venom and shame in her voice)..
Chintu : that uncle told me to give you this packet..
Nilanjana : what is ....
he kept down a small box on the edge of the bed near him and ran out of the room.. he was out
of the room before she could understand what was happening.. if he clicked her, which he did
and was very obvious from his expressions.. her pics were running out of the flat with the young
Chintu..
she immediatly ran out behind Chintu.. she had nothing on and she was stark naked.. Nilanjana
got hold of a towel from the corner.. she did not have time to look for anything else.. if the pics
went out, she would be ruined.. but her high heels and the early start Chintu took were good for
him to outbeat her.. she almost skidded as Chintu went to the gallery of the apartment facing
the main door.. which was wide open.. she could not cross the line into the gallery in the
condition that she was.. stark naked.. lest someone crossing the corrdior would also see her
naked.. and this could multiply her problems..
she watched Chintu run down the stairs.. just watchingm, bending her neck across the corner..
she could not do anything right now other than hoping that Chintu wont share her pics with
anyone else.. just then she noticed Mrs Gupta, another neighbour in the corridor.. she pulled
herself back and hoped she was lucky not to be seen.. then another lady gave Mrs Gupta a shout
and both ladies were talking..the other lady was Mrs Guha who stayed next door.. Apparently
her maid had not turned up and she was complaining as usual...
Nilanjana wanted to shut the door but she could not as she feared being seen..
Just then she heard the her landline ringing.. maybe it was Vicky.. she ran to the phone.. still
stark naked from behind.. and just a towel trying to cover her from the front.. but the brave
towel was no match for her big breasts.. and it had almost fallen to the side.. only her heels
remained from the morning, with tight red laces tied upto just below her knees.. reminding her
of the slut that she had been all through the morning..
she just wished the landline phone had the number display.. but she could get to telephone
company and the police.. and have the number traced.. this was the only way she could get
Kumkum back from them... it was getting dim in the room as dusk had set in outside.. she
answered the phone..
Things were running faster than she could imagine... Chintu had run away with her pics in the
mobile. she did not know what all poses she had been giving him.. she was standing here with
the main door open and she could not go and close it.. her sister, whose marriage was just 10
days from now, was kidnapped with the goons and she did not know her condition.. her mind
had blacked out after the drink she had been offered.. she again did not know what poses or
actions she had performed once she had been blacked out.. she could feel some sour region
between her legs.. but it was still craving for more.. her body muscles seemed the void and were
seemingly thirsty for some energy..
the phone continued to ring.. she answered the phone.. she was trailing behind the events,
which were running fast and already out of her hands..
Nilanjana : hello..
Vicky : hello.. were u still sleeping, bhabhi?
she could not determine if she was glad or fearful hearing Vicky's voice.. he would not leave her
after all that had happened today.. she had played into him and danced to his tunes and plans..
also that he had recorded all the events.. she could go to police once she rescues Kumkum, but
that would mean exposing the recordings.. and this would be like setting up the big bomb under
the fragile, yet to begin, married life of Kumkum..
Vicky : gone back to sleep??
Nilanjana : noo.. please..
Vicky : he he..
Nilanjana : dont laugh Vicky.. please .. where is Kumkum?? please..
Vicky : she will be coming back to you soon...
Nilanjana : pls Vicky, i have done all you said.. then why now?
Vicky : what now?? i told u that Kumkum would be coming..
Nilanjana : why that boy?
Vicky : ohh did he come in?? i told him to go to you at 6:30.. ohh it is already 7 pm.. he he..
Nilanjana : shut up..
Vicky : seems he came in before you woke up.. he he..

Vicky : and you are still naked.. right??
Nilanjana gulped a humilaiting question.. nobody would dare ask her such a question about 8
hours ago..
Vicky : tell me bhabhi.. ur silence says it all. but i want to listen..
Nilanjana : yes..
Vicky : what yes..
Nilanjana : YES.. i am naked. this is what u wanted to hear.. pls get Kumkum back to me..
Vicky : ok.. she will be back to you in another 10 minutes.
Nilanjana could not beleive she was hearing this..
Vicky : 10 minutes..
Nilanjana : is she ok??
Vicky : she is absolutely ok.. but i dont think you would want to be seen naked by her..
Nilanjana : noo..
Vicky : then better get dressed.. you dont have much of the time left..
Nilanjana : thank you..
she did not know why she was saying thank you.. maybe for a moment, she was pleased that
Vicky was returning Kumkum..
Vicky : did you see what was in the little box..
Nilanjana : i dont care..
Vicky : use the thing before u get dressed.. and if you dont know what it is.. just give me a call..
Nilanjana : please.. what is it?
Vicky : well.. i may ask Chintu to check if you used it or not.. he is a smart guy..
Nilanjana : dont get..
suddenly she heard knock behind her..
Mrs Gupta : hello Nilanjana.. (walking in)..
Nilanjana : hello.. (holding the receiver down)..

Mrs Gupta walked in without warning or seeking any permission.. Nilanjana could not do
anything but watch Mrs Gupta gasp as she was naked to the core, talking on the phone..
Mrs Gupta : sorry... but.. the.. door..
Nilanjana : sorry, Mrs Gupta, i was actually taking bath.. and then this.. this.. phone ..(she was
looking for something to cover herself.. but nothing came handy)..
Mrs Gupta turned back, but not before she gave a look up to down ..
Nilanjana felt she could die in shame.. but present turn of events did not even give her this
permission..
she could hear Mrs Gupta murmuring as she went.. luckily for her she closed the door behind
her.. Nilanjana rushed to the door and bolted it from inside.. at least she had overcome one
problem, realizing the luck had been with her after so long hours..
but she was now more vulnerable.. she had been standing like a naked whore in front of her
brother in law, his stranger friend, a young boy from the society and if that was not all, a
neighbor lady too saw her in birthday suit. what will she think of her, talking on the phone,
naked, with apartment doors open.. she was lucky that a lady walked in.. it could have been a
male.. certainly not a doing of a decent lady..
ohh time had been passing.. she almost rushed to her bedroom.. she looked around for her
clothes.. but none she could see.. she opened the cupboard to fetch a fresh saree.. she pulled
out a light pink saree.. she pulled out the matching blouse and petticoat.. she looked around for
a bra and pulled out a white one... but she could not find her panties.. she looked around..
fumbling .. everything seemed to have been moved from its place.. she looked around for her
panties, but without success..
she wore her petticoat.. and then her bra.. it felt so nice being covered.. clothes had been luxury
for her for past few hours now...
she put on her blouse.. shit.. the three top hooks in the front of the blouse were not there.. she
did not remember breaking them.. well, next time she must tell her maid to be careful while
washing.. she quickly looked for another saree and matching blouse..
luckily she found another pink one which could be worn over the same petticoat.. she put on her
blouse to find that again the top three hooks were missing..
she looked into her cupboard.. whoooops... she pulled out another blouse and it had the same
fate.. one after the other.. each blouse had three buttons peeled offf.. she tried to look for her
couple of suits.. she had just couple of them as she was not fond of suits.. but they were missing
from the hangars..
it was more than 10 minutes since the call.. Kumkum should be in anytime now.. she must get
dressed.. she quicly wore the blouse and hooked couple of pending hooks on the bottom.. it
hardly helped as the hooks were just covered her bra in the front.. her whole deep clevage was
in the open.. hooking just two hooks on the bottom made her breasts raise and making the
clevage more obcene.. luckily her saree was not so transparent.. arranging her paloo properly
should make things nice for next minutes..
she quickly wrapped her saree around herself.. looking at herself in the mirror, she arranged it so
that she looked normal.. she could do it, but always thought that her breasts were raised and
protuding from the semi clad blouse.. except for her mind games, she looked normal..
she quickly picked up the other blouse and the saree and put them into the cupboard.. just
when she turned to see that everything was in place, she noticed that small box.. seemed to be
perfume or deodrant.. maybe with some cheap kind of smell, which she will have no choice but
to apply.
she picked up the box and opened it.. out came some balls in the packet.. the golf ball sized 3
balls were tied togather with a tiny string.. it was some kind of a game.. and what she could
possibly do with these balls..
just then the phone rang.. she rushed to the phone and answered.. as expected it was Vicky..
Nilanjana : hello..
Vicky : hello, bhabhi.. good to see you dressed..
Nilanjana was surprised to hear the precision of the guess..
Vicky : i enjoy watching pink saree on you, and more so stripping it off .. he he..
Nilanjana was dumb founded with the details Vicky was mentioning.. as she looked around.. was
Vicky in the apartment?? he was surely looking at her..
Nilanjana was dumb founded with the details Vicky was mentioning.. as she looked around.. was
Vicky in the apartment?? he was surely looking at her..
Vicky : what happened, bhabhi..
Nilanjana : where are you? come and talk face to face..
Vicky : ahh.. that is another surprise.. ahh, you must have seen the serial big brother in the tv..
well, we too worked a bit to have something similar to ur home.. hidden cameras to avoid ur
husband discovering them.. he he.. the webcams will streaming ur images to us all the time.. and
if any of the cameras is switched off, your videos would be ......
Nilanjana was not listening any further. her eyes were roaming around looking for the cameras..
suddenly she felt that all the walls of her apartment had crumbled and she was standing in the
open.. not knowing who all were watching her.. at least in the afternoon she knew she was
stripping in front of those two men.. only two men.. but now...
Vicky : and did you use that gift??
Nilanjana : why did you put the cameras?
Vicky : u looked at the gift, then why did you not use it?
Nilanjana : answer me ... i asked something..
Vicky : but i am asking something right now.. u gotta answer..
Nilanjana : what?
Vicky : why did u not use the gift??
Nilanjana : what to do with it?? i dont know what it is..
Vicky : really?? u never used it??
Nilanjana remained silent..
Vicky : just go and put the balls in your pussy.. very deep pussy.. he he... one by one..
Nilanjana : what?/
Vicky remained silent..
Nilanjana : pls why that?? i did everything you wanted.. even what i did not want to do.. pls dont
make me do this..
Vicky : even i dont want to return ur sister.. i want to spend her first night with her.. but.. but i
am doing it..
Nilanjana kept quiet.. she knew she was defeated before she could pick up her weapon.. in fact
she did not have any weapon in this fight.. at least for now..
Vicky : go to the room.. stand in front of the dressing table, facing it.. and do what i said..
Nilanjana had tears in her eyes.. she just wanted to relax once Kumkum was back.. she knew she
had played into the hands of her own brother in law.. and she expected that he would time and
again come and make demands on her.. but this was like getting enslaved.. even sex slaves and
maids would steal time off for themselves.. but here she did not know when and who is
watching her.. she had to be on her toes all the time, including her sleep..
she was about to hangup the phone, when she heard Vicky's voice again..
Vicky : we will be there in another 5 minutes.. be ready before that.. waise we would keep
continous watch on your activities.. but still maybe Chintu comes and check the usage of the
gift..
Nilanjana : no please.. no.. i ..

Vicky : ok.. then i may come in the middle of the night..
Vicky : see u ..
Nilanjana : please.. but.. this is goin... no panties.. it is going to fall..
but Vicky had already hung up the phone..
Nilanjana went into the room and watched at the mirror of the dressing table.. she looked
around for the camera, but could not see one..
she lifted the gift off the bed and pulled the balls out of the packet.. the surface of the balls was
really rough..
she waited for a minute, still trying to locate the camera.. she could not locate it..
then with little options, she lifted her saree and petticoat up.. and opened her legs wide.. she
had to squirt and bend her knees to spread her legs wide.. she could not look at herself in the
mirror.. she closed her eyes in shame and her right hand touched her womanhood between her
legs.. it was still swollen but bit raw and sore as she opened it wide..her left hand handed her
the toy and right hand inserted it inside.. moan, caused by soreness, escaped her lips as the first
ball entered her cavity..she pushed one inside and then the second..
she was squatting more as to allow her saree to drop over her arm.. this could hide the camera
capturing the real action.. but another ball entering and the first ball testing newer depth forced
another slightly painful moan of her lips.. the surface of the balls was very rough.. similar to the
sandpaper.. the third one was really tough to get in.. she put it in once, but the first ball seemed
to be struggling to move in as required.. it came out once.. on her second attempt she did
manage to put it in.. she dropped her hands and her saree...
it seemed someone had hardfilled some thick rubber in her body.. it was really tough to stand
straight.. she just hoped she had the luxury to wear panties.. as she thought she risked the balls
dropping out in front of someone.. little did she know that manufacturers had designed the toy
to grip her pussy walls and pussy walls were elastic enough to keep the toy in... but as per her
mind, she better keep her legs closed, lest the situation of toy falling out in front of someone
would be very embarassing..
Phone rang again.... but the walk to the phone was really tough.. it seemed she was walking with
a thick cock.. something more than a cock.. with her legs pressed togather .. very very tough..
Nilanjana : hello..
Vicky : hello bhabhi.. Kumkum will be back anytime now to you.. just forgot one thing... do you
want me to show her the real action with you today??
Nilanjana : no please.. no.. i begged u for that.. it should be between me and you only.. no one
else..
she did not want her younger sister to get into this.. she was doing everything to get and keep
Kumkum out of this mess.. besides she had been so humiliated in front of the two men and all
was on the video.. besides Kumkum would also not be able to help her get out of this.. and if she
intervened, Kumkum would end up dirtying get her feet into the mud..
Vicky : then...
Nilanjana : does she know what happened?
Vicky : yes.. we told her that you stole some money from the office when u were working..
Nilanjana : WHAT??
Vicky : well, there has to be a reason.. and this is it..
Nilanjana : BUT.. but.. i .. can .. this is not..!!!
Vicky : this is the reason.. and you will go ahead on this.. you get it??
Nilanjana : ok..
she could not think of anything better.. a thief was a better degradation than being called a
whore..
Vicky : BTW, did you use the gift?
Nilanjana kept quiet.. he must have watched her using it..
Vicky : bhabhi, did you??
Nilanjana (softly) : yes..
Vicky : how does it feel bhabhi??
Nilanjana : h. it.. nnn..

Nilanjana fumbled with the words.. she did not know what to answer..
Vicky : even a new born born knows if something is down there...
Nilanjana broke down crying..
Vicky : come on.. tell me..
suddenly there was a bell on the door...
Vicky : it must be Kumkum.. remember the stealing thing.. i am watching everything..
Nilanjana rushed to the door..
Rushing to the door was not easy.. each step she took was sending painful pleasure waves from
middle of her legs into her head.. it was a strange feeling of fullness and the very momentum
and pressure of her closed legs on the rough surface of the balls was constantly nudging her g
spot and sending out waves after waves into her body..
she opened the door and saw a defeted looking, Kumkum.. standing .. leaning on the wall..
the moment she opened the door, Kumkum lapped into the arms of Nilanjana..
Kumkum : didi ..
Kumkum almost lept in Nilanjana's arms and broke down crying in her arms.. Nilanjana too took
her in her arms and sobbed in relief and happiness, forgetting the pain of the situation she was
in for some moments.. she was touching Kumkum everywhere to feel if she was ok.. she noticed
a new t-shirt that Kumkum was wearing..
Nilanjana : are you ok, kummu??
Kumkum : didi.. they were so bad.. they were so bad.. why did it happen to me??
Nilanjana : all will be ok.. lets first get in..
Nilanjana walked inside with Kumkum.. she was trying to support Kumkum, who anyways was
walking all right..
Nilanjana : wait, i will get you a glass of water..
Kumkum : it is ok..
Nilanjana : no.. sit down..
Nilanjana made her sit on the sofa.. and walked to kitchen to fetch a glass of water.. walking
towards the kitchen, Nilanjana realized that she had forgotten to change the sandals.. the
sandals without doubt slutty enough and Nilanjana would not be able to explain the reason to
Kumkum for donning such sandals.. she walked to the kitchen, rather tip toed so as to not clutter
sandals mega heels.. it was really tough to balance on toes on such sandals... but Nilanjana did
not want the cat to walk out of the bag due to the mistake.. tip toeing also increased pressure on
her legs and the balls inside her were gaining more effectiveness.. making her more uneasy..
once in kitchen she lowered her saree a bit from her waist to hide her sandals properly and
adjusted her paloo so that her half naked, obscene looking breasts would not pop out in front of
her sister and open a can of worms and questions for her..
as she poured water into the glass, she looked at Kumkum.. Kumkum was still sobbing.. her
cheeks were red and there were visibly scratch marks on her cheek, indicating resistance.. she
felt bad that she had been thinking of her sandals and clothes when Kumkum needed her.. but
Vicky had left her with no option..
she walked back carefully to Kumkum.. and took her consoling into her arms.. she made
Kumkum drink water while her other hand lovingly caressed Kumkum's hair..
Nilanjana : are you all right??
Kumkum kept quiet.. there was silence in the room..except for some Kumkum's sobbing sounds
in the room
Nilanjana : pls forget all this and lets move on.. there is better life ahead..
Kumkum was still silent.. after some moments..
Nilanjana : are you ok, kummu?
Kumkum (ignoring her question): did you tell jiju??
Nilanjana : no..
Kumkum : why??
this was really an unexpected question.. she had not thought it before.. she did not know why
Kumkum was asking this question, but Nilanjana felt her blood boil on the mention of her
husband.. what would she tell Kumkum, that Siddarth was in bed of another woman all through
this..
Kumkum : why are you silent, didi?
Nilanjana did not know what to say.. Kumkum raised herself from the lap of Nilanjana and looked
at her..
Kumkum : didi..
Nilanjana : Kumkum, i am not going to tell him anything about it... and you are also not going to
tell him anything about this..
Kumkum : why didi... such a big..
Nilanjana (firmly) : NO..
Kumkum looked at Nilanjana.. Nilanjana looked at Kumkum..
Kumkum : why didi?
Nilanjana : leave it onto me.. please..
Kumkum was still looking at Nilanjana.. her eyes admanant and demanding an explanation..
Nilanjana looked away.. this was not the way things Nilanjana had planned to go with Kumkum,
but her options were tied.. there was silence..
Kumkum (afraid but angry, like steam popping from under the lid, and softly) : didi, did you...
Nilanjana : what?
Kumkum : didi, did you steal money from the company??
it seemed a high voltage lightening had stuck Nilanjana.. she looked at Kumkum.. Kumkum was
now not looking at Nilanjana.. stealing her eyes.. Nilanjana kept quiet..
Kumkum : answer me didi.. you stole 5 lakh rupees from the company..
Nilanjana : shut up..
Kumkum : i want an answer didi..
Nilanjana : i dont want to answer this..
Kumkum (now crying and angry.. and getting up) : you dont want to answer this.. wow?? i get
stripped and kidnapped by wild beasts because of you.. and you dont want to answer.. wow!!!..
Chintu : kummu, please..
Kumkum : why did you need so big money??
Nilanjana : please, Kumkum, i am your sister..
Kumkum : wow.. what a sister.. i hope you had not been my sister.. i would have gone to the
police if you would not have helped me grow up ..
Nilanjana : SHUT UP..
saying she slapped Kumkum.. it was a sharp slap..
Kumkum : i hate you didi.. i really hate you..
saying Kumkum ran into her room..
Nilanjana realized her mistake.. it had been very harsh on Kumkum and even she slapped her..
how could she.. she got up and walked behind Kumkum, as fast her sandals and the balls inside
her would allow..
Kumkum had bolted the door from inside... she knocked on the door..
Nilanjana : kummu.. please.. please.. open the door..
but there was no response.. she banged the door.. she shouted many times.. but Kumkum did
not open the door.... resigned, Nilanjana leaned on the door..
Nilanjana : please open the door, kummu..
there was silence..
then she heard a knock.. someone was there on the main door.. Nilanjana walked to the main
door on her sandals.. it was still open .. and the person knocking was none other than Chintu..
Nilanjana stopped in her tracks as she saw the young boy come over again at her doorstep.. it
was like a lightening strike her.. she walked upto the door..
Nilanjana (almost roaring) : what do u want here??
Chintu retreated.. he had come in to gauge any further chances he had against her.. he had seen
some heavenly flesh on exhibition and had enjoyed the feast with his eyes for some time.. he
had even skipped his tutions for the sake of the enjoyment.. and this had also given him excuse
away from home.. he had even clicked Nilanjana naked, lying on the bed, from various angles..
but once back home, he could not concentrate on anything.. his eyes could not see anything
except naked Nilanjana.. he had dared to come over and try his lady luck once again if Nilanjana
was asleep again..
Nilanjana : come here.. or i will call your mother..
Nilanjana walked to the door but this time her tone was lower, but firm and sharp.. Chintu was
just round the corner and could have run away easily, but he was afraid after she got his mother
in..
he looked at her and Nilanjana slowly walked upto him..
Nilanjana (now her tone hushed up as she was standing in the corridor outside her apartment) :
what the heck were you doing in there?
Chintu did not speak anything but was looking down and shivering..
Nilanjana : how dare you click my photos??
Nilanjana was now loosing her cool.. she had been on the backfoot through the day.. she had
done everything to help Kumkum, but Vicky had clearly planted the seed of suspicion in her
sister's mind.. and circumstances and situation and her husband's betrayal in these tough times
for her had helped the seed reap rich growth of weeds in her sisters mind.. she was frustrated
now..
Nilanjana : where are my pics?? delete them now or..
this young chap was adding another dimension to her torment.. in due frustration, she held little
Chintu's ear and twisted it and then held two crackling slaps.. one on his cheek and second
landing up on his ear.. she was clearly getting out of her mind..
Chintu's ears and cheeks were beet red now..
Nilanjana : where are the pics?? how dare you?? (she was sharp and blunt in her hushed voice)..
Chintu remained quiet.. he was afraid of another one coming and his hands just defending
himself.. then suddenly he broke free and ran out of reach of Nilanjana.. and ran downstairs..
Nilanjana did not make any serious efforts towards holding him again. she was feeling like crying
out.. she never believed in thrashing anyone..
she looked out of the window at the end of the corridor.. she could see nothing but darkness
outside.. her mind was blank and tears swelled in her eyes without making their way down.. she
stood there staring at the passing vehicles on the street below.. in back of her mind she had an
incident where the one lady had hit a boy for breaking her glass panes with the ball.. but the
society manager had given her stern warning after the victim's mother had complained... but
Chintu case was different.. 20 minutes passed..
she heard a feeble voice behind her.. it was Chintu..
Chintu : aunty.. i will complain to mom that you..
Nilanjana : look.. there is no point fighting.. we both belong to good families.. i just want you to
return my ..
Chintu : what?? what will u tell my mom?
Nilanjana : pls Chintu.. dont behave like a foolish person..
Chintu : i will show the pics to my mom and ...
Nilanjana : you will not do anything like that..
Chintu : why not.. i will take them to my friends tooo.. u want to complain?? i will complain
about you first..
Nilanjana suddenly felt she was on a sticky wicket before this boy.. the violent burst of anger had
damaged her rather then helped her out.. and Chintu was more quick witted then her for the
moment.. she tried to control the situation..
Nilanjana : see, Chintu.. u r a good boy.. u know what you did was wrong.. i am sorry for hitting
you but..
Chintu : u want me to delete the pics??
Nilanjana : yes..
Chintu : ok.. then you will have to allow me to touch you before i delete them..
Nilanjana was shocked at the request..
Nilanjana : WH.. WHAT??

she could not beleive what she was listening... a guy asking to touch her body..
Chintu : aunty, you look surprised..
Nilanjana : what did you say?? do you talk like that to your mom?
Chintu : well, my mom is more civilized than you are.. she does not sleep like that in open so that
anyone can come in and click her for showing off to his friends..
Nilanjana stood frozen in her tracks.. this young boy had a plan and she was in its trap..
Chintu was really pleased as the lady luck he had been riding onto.. he had been waiting for his
tution friend at the gate entrance of the society when Vicky and Rohit had been leaving.. Vicky
wanted to leave the packed box for Nilanjana at the gate with the guard... poor old guard had
been away on the call of duty, due to which Vicky gave the packet to Chintu and asked him to
deliver the packet.. Chintu was bit reluctant as it seemed Vicky was trying to use him as a
postman, but took the assignment... little did he know that he will be watching the paradise due
to the same..
Vicky had also taken mobile number of Chintu as to enquire if he delivered the same.. Vicky
called Chintu up after Vicky knew that he had delivered the packet and had nice vision of his
lifetime.. Chintu thought that before he came in, Vicky also had caught Nilanjana napping and
had hence not delivered the packet..
during this confirmation call by Vicky to, over excited and trembling, Chintu, Vicky had suggested
the way out of the situation to him to blackmail Nilanjana and have his piece of fun.. he knew
Chintu had taken her pics using the mobile.. the fact that Nilanjana had caught Chintu clicking
her, could be used by latter as an advantage rather than the being on defense..
Nilanjana too knew it.. the situation and the times were too fragile.. she could not let anything
leak out for sake of the impending marriage.. she was all alone in this.. she could not get her
sister in and conspirators had taken her husband into another ladies bed when she needed him
the most..
but her immediate problem was more of humiliating than grave.. a young boy was asking to
touch her body.. she had been naked in front of two men for the entire day.. she had done more
humiliating acts which she would not have done when alone in front of those two men.. being
touched by another male was not a big issue, but male being a boy almost half her age was more
humiliating for her..
Nilanjana : please Chintu, this is no game..
Chintu : i know that.. this is no game..
saying he came forward.. step by step he was closing the distance between him and Nilanjana..
Nilanjana was getting scared as she was getting nailed in the corner..
Nilanjana : please Chintu.. i am almost your mother's age..
Chintu ignored her comments and moved closer.. now he was just a feet away from her..
Nilanjana could not move back as she already had her back touching the dead end corner of the
corridor... she tried to move side ways, but Chintu was quick enough to clock that move..
Nilanjana : please Chintu, have pity on me..
her hands folding in front of the young boy... Chintu was excited now.. he never had felt a female
body so close to him.. he had not even in his wildest dreams thought that he would be in a
commanding position over any female.. this was his fantasies come true...
Nilanjana was in the corner.. her hands begging for mercy.. Chintu just leaned on her.. pressing
her body with his.. he had an tough hard on..
Nilanjana suddenly gaining all her strength, pushed Chintu away.. Chintu fell down on the floor..
Nilanjana : please.. not here.. not here..
Chintu, still on the floor, looked at Nilanjana.. she realized a bit late that the resignation in her
mind had come to her lips .. situation was fast making her change..was she already a cheap lady,
which this world called whore.. the events were happening very fast and they were all moving
against her.. she had very few options available..
Chintu : where aunty?
Nilanjana : why do you want to do this to me??
Chintu looked around as if not interested in the lost bargain again..
Chintu : where?
Nilanjana : what do u mean touch??
Chintu : aunty, i have never have seen a lady naked before in real.. and suddenly god gave me
this opportunity of seeing such a beautiful lady like you..
Nilanjana looked at Chintu.. she felt pretty for sure, but that came with a prize that she was a
debut lady for this young boy.. cursing Vicky for getting her into this situation..
Nilanjana : dont get god come in here..

Chintu : aunty, why dont we go for a movie and dinner togather??
Nilanjana : shut up.. shut up..
Chintu kept quiet..
Chintu (after a thought): why not my apartment.. my mom is also out to relatives marriage and
will return next week only..
Nilanjana : no.. no way..
Nilanjana did not want to trust foreign surroundings.. he could be laying trap for her again.. she
thought for a moment and then commanded Chintu..
Nilanjana : come.. follow me.. but you will get only two minutes..
Nilanjana walked into her apartment.. Chintu followed.. Nilanjana crossed Kumkum's room.. it
was still closed.. she walked into her bedroom.. the bedsheet still was untidy and crumpled..
Nilanjana made Chintu walk in into the room.. she pushed the door closed.. she turned to face
Chintu.. third man, other than her husband, in her bedroom today.. ohh no.. not a man.. a boy ..
whom she would be showing her skin and charms..
Nilanjana (whispering) : now what do you want?? you have just two minutes..
Chintu : aunty...
Nilanjana realizing that he was speaking loudly and could be heard by Kumkum.. quickly pointing
finger on her lips..
Nilanjana : shhhhhhh... we are not alone here.. please..
Chintu realizing the signal and he too lowered his tone..
Chintu : aunty.. how about me seeing those .. those.. .boo boos.. of yours..
Nilanjana felt at the awkward mention of her breasts.. she felt her arms weaken on the very idea
of exposing herself in front of the boy.. but she must hurry it up fast.. she raised her hands and
dropped her paloo.. almost three quaters of her breasts were naked..
she could see Chintu mesmerized with what he saw.. his eyes were fixed to her big mammaries..
Chintu could not beleive that only saree paloo was between him and oozing sexy milk pots..
Chintu (moving forward) : aunty, can i unhook those two buttons??
Nilanjana, not answering, just moved her hands and unbuttoned the only two hooks on her
blouse.. she did not leave it for Chintu to do it.. the two sides of the blouse dropped open to
reveal the white heavy duty bra she was wearing.. there was no significant increase in the skin
show as her blouse was too skimpy to even cover the edges of the bra.. but the peeling of the
layer of her clothing of her body was playing on her mind.. she held her hands on the elbow of
each arm.. she wanted to cover her undergarment.. her pretty body was playing like a bane to
her.. she felt her mammaries were bigger and obscene more than ever before..
suddenly Chintu stepped forward and slightly poked his finger where her nipples would have
been... Nilanjana shut her eyes in shame.. a tear rolled down her eye.. Chintu withdrew his hand
just to return with his small fingers trying to half mindedly press the breast and feel the tightness
of the flesh... he felt his dick was going to blast through his pants. she felt shivers run down her
spine in shame..
Chintu caressed her breast with his little fingers.. the breasts were heavy and tight under the
clothes.. Nilanjana held her eyes closed in shame as the little fingers slightly caressed her
breasts.. her breasts had been caressed before, but so lightly and teasingly with feather touch..
there was a essense of innocence and anxiety in Chintu's touch..
she was surprised to see that her nipples were hardening.. her body was responding to the
touch in a sexual manner.. his caress was light like a feather.. she was surprised to feel her
breasts harden.. how was this happening.. she could not believe it.. the effects of the drugs was
still in her blood.. her breasts had become too sensitive and were responding to the touch.. her
body was out of control of her mind..
suddenly her lips let out a moan of pleasure..
Nilanjana : nooooo.....mmmmm.... pp.. p.. pleeeease..
Chintu was encouraged by her moans... he cupped her breasts in his hands and pressed them
togather to ogle at the most beautiful clevage in his life... her hands tried to push Chintu away
but the push was too feeble.. her hands could not muster enough energy .. his touches were
making her hot.. she shuffled on her legs to back out.. but just moving her legs, she could feel
the balls in her womanhood rub against her clit and g- spot.. she let out another moan off her
lips..
her mind wanted her to back off.. but her body was moving forward.. she felt wetness of her
womanhood spread between her inner thighs.. her legs felt week.. Chintu had stopped cupping
and caressing.. he was watching her nipple poke through the white bra.. he held the right nipple
over the bra and pinched it between his two fingers..
Nilanjana (pain and pleasure) : ahhhhhhhh... mmm.. leeee me ..
she was now leaning on the little Chintu.. Chintu had tough time but her breasts were now
brushing his face.. Chintu raised his hands and hooked them into the lower hem of her bra..
fearful of the response of Nilanjana, Chintu raised the bra cups.. to his surprise Nilanjana helped
him do so.. she forced her breasts into her face, rubbing her breasts under his rough chin.. he
was suffocating as the big flesh pressed against his nose..
with some minor adjustments, Chintu arranged his mouth to be on the top of the right
nipple...he sucked and slightly bit on the nipple.. Nilanjana was hot as never before as her body
was surrendering to the lust of this young boy ... she started moving her legs.. she pulled one of
his hands to her pubic area over the saree.. but Chintu did not understand much what to do..
whatever he could do, was not sufficient for 'on-fire' Nilanjana's body.. she started moving her
legs as if walking on the spot as Chintu sucked her nipples one by one.. they were bursting from
pleasure.. her pussy was going to blast from the pleasure... moans after moans passed from
Nilanjana's lips..
Nilanjana was just going to come over the edge when the door of the room suddenly opened..
Kumkum stood at the door.. and looked in bewilderment at the proceedings in the room..
Chintu noticed Kumkum coming into the room.. Nilanjana was still engrossed.. she was just on
the edge of the organsm..Chintu pushed himself away from Nilanjana.. Nilanjana wanted to pull
him towards herself.. she wanted him to suck her mammaries while she got over the organsm..
Kumkum (really angry): what is this all going on??
Nilanjana was shell shocked on the voice.. she looked back.. the moment she turned back, the
balls in her pussy moved and got her off the cliff.. spasms of pleasure ran through her body.. she
closed her eyes but pretended that something had hit her stomach from inside.. she closed her
legs tight, flinched her fist closed and got down to her knees as the waves of pleasure wore over
her body.. she rolled into a ball on her knees...her mind was all engrossed in the acting and
organsm she was having.. her fluids were smeared all over her legs as her pantiless crotch was
spitting out fluids after the vigrous organsm she was having..
Kumkum knew what was helping to her sister.. she had had such organsms before when she
masturbated... she had not been with any boy except for her boyfriend and now husband... but
she was not a young boy to not know what was happening.. .. she just did not know the reasons
and the background to nln's present state..
Kumkum : so how long has this been going on??
nln was still not in the state to reply.. Kumkum looked at Chintu.. Chintu looked down..
Kumkum : speak up.. didi.. YOU??
Nilanjana looked blank.. she was still kneeling on her knees, slowly recovering from the wild,
energy sopping organsm from her body.. she had guilt feeling all over her face as she looked at
the floor.. she was definatly guilty of going so far with this young boy..
Kumkum : chi didi, how could you do such an ugly thing?
Nilanjana did not speak..
Kumkum : at least now close your blouse didi!!!.. will you?? how filthy..
Nilanjana realized that her breasts were still out of her dress.. she quickly lowered her bra and
carefully hooked her blouse, hiding it from Kumkum that she had the priviledge for only two
hooks on her garment.. she adjusted her paloo and covered her breasts.. she was still kneeling..
Nilanjana looked at the clock and realized that it was over 15 minutes they had been engrossed
in the act for which she had given a permission of just 2 minutes.. it was not Chintu's fault, but
entirely hers that she let it go so long.. she was supposed to be the time-keeper
Kumkum : and Chintu, what are you doing here?? i will complain about you..
Kumkum moved towards Chintu.. but before she could even move, Chintu shot out of the door
and the flat as a rocket.. Kumkum ran after him..
Nilanjana : Kumkum, come here.. come here..
Nilanjana did not want Kumkum to go after Chintu.. Chintu would blurt out all events since
evening to Kumkum.. Nilanjana tried to get up and run after Kumkum.. she realized that her
juices were smeared all over her sandals too now and they were just getting more slippery..her
heels and wet legs made her difficult for her to walk even.. Kumkum had already shot out and
was out of the flat after Chintu.. and things were out of control of Nilanjana..
Kumkum ran after Chintu .. running in jeans was not that tough for Kumkum, but she was
running without her slippers or shoes on.. also Kumkum was tired after the long day she had
beside her.. Chintu was faster than her.. also he had an advantage of the first start.. he quickly
took the stairs.. while Kumkum got into the lift to reach Chintu's apartment two floors below..
fearful, Nilanjana sat down on the sofa... she did not want Kumkum to get into this.. how could
she explain her position to her poor sister? but luck was not on her side.. not only luck, even her
body was not with her.. as she sat, her complete pubic region, under her saree, was flooded with
the sticky fluids of hers.. a young boy, a teenage young boy had gotten her senses.. her body had
been submitting to a young boy,.. shame on her.. she feared that her saree would have been
stained by her own fluids, which had no room inside her full sex hole.....she could feel pain inside
her pussy.... her body was not used to more than two organsms a week and today she would
need both hands finger to count the number of times she was off the edge.. and despite tension
in the air, still her womanhood was throbbing..
Kumkum reached the apartment of Chintu but it was locked.. his parents were out of town and
clever Chintu had opted not to stop at the apartment.. Kumkum looked around if she could find
the clue where Chintu was, but she could not find him.. she looked down the stairs, but she
could not see him.. she looked around just to find the lady Mrs Kapoor, coming out of the lift..
she was a highly unfriendly lady and looked at everyone through eyes of suspicion... and she was
one of the ladies with loose mouth on whom one could rely for rumours and speculations
floating around the complete block..
Kumkum opted to suspend her attempt to find Chintu for the moment and went up the stairs..
when she entered her apartment, Nilanjana was sitting on the sofa.. Nilanjana noticed Kumkum
coming and not seeing Chintu along with Kumkum, Nilanjana wondered what had happened..
she did not ask.. she could not muster strength to do it... but she kept her eyes low.. she could
not manage the courage to look into Kumkum's eyes as Kumkum sat down in front of Nilanjana..
Kumkum closed the main door behind her.. Kumkum looked at Nilanjana.. Nilanjana's eyes were
looking down sitting on the sofa.. there was silence.. one could hear clock ticking on the wall..
second by second... minutes passed.. it was almost 20 minutes.. none of the two spoke..
Nilanjana could hear her own heart beat in her head... she wanted Kumkum to speak..
Kumkum : how long has this been going on??
Nilanjana : what?
Kumkum : my foot..
Nilanjana : where is Chintu?
Kumkum : answer me first..
Nilanjana : i dont want to answer this..
Kumkum : why not??
Nilanjana : this is none of your business.. damn it..
there was silence again.. the tension was running very high..
Kumkum : great, you sleep with young boys of the society and it is none of our business...
Kumkum : and that is why Jiju is on tour most of the time.. does he know it??
Nilanjana nodded in negative..there was silence.. Nilanjana knew the truth behind off late tours
of Siddarth.. but Nilanjana took loosing her husband of Asma Khan a defeat for woman in her.
she did not want to known to anyone including her own sis.. minutes of tense silence followed as
Nilanjana find the very thought of Siddarth and Asma create pain in her head..
Kumkum : then i should tell him..
Nilanjana (retorting angrily) : who are you to tell him?
Kumkum looked at Nilanjana.. Nilanjana looked up at Kumkum.. the very scentence of Nilanjana
had alienated Kumkum from the family.. Nilanjana realized her mistake, but her anger and fear
of loosing her ground in this heated conversation.. Kumkum almost had tears in her eyes.. it had
been tough day for her.. and she had not even thought on how she would recover from it, that
Chintu and Nilanjana episode had shook her up again..
to Kumkum, there seemed to be no connection between the two episodes.. the actors were
different, the motives seemed different..and the victim too.. only thing common between the
two episodes was her own sister and the day..
Kumkum : didi... can i call you didi??
Kumkum walked upto Nilanjana .. Nilanjana looked bewildered at Kumkum.. Nilanjana stood up..
tension was at its peak..
Nilanjana : Kumkum..
Kumkum : you should have told me, i could have arranged a male prostitu..
SLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP.. Nilanjana gave a tight slap right on the face of Kumkum.. how
could a younger sister speak like this to her..
Nilanjana : I LOVE CHINTU.. you got it?? now keep off me and Siddarth and Chintu... it is..
kmk : i hate you didi.. i hate..you..
Kumkum cupped her cheeks in her hands and ran back into her room.. she banged the door
closed and locked it from inside.. Nilanjana stood and watched it happening.. she could not do
anything.. not at least now..
she collapsed and sat down on the sofa..
distance away, Vicky was watching the heated argument between the two sisters on his laptop
screen.. he just wanted to humiliate Nilanjana in front of Kumkum by having her admit to
stealing the money.. but things had gone bad for Nilanjana.. the rift between the two sisters was
rife and roaring.. the glass of water Vicky had poured had gotten flood in life of the two sisters..
Vicky was enjoying the show.. especially, the seduction of the Nilanjana by young boy.. and the
way she fell for it.. he knew this was all the impact of the drugs she had been administered... he
knew that the drugs would have their impact till Nilanjana woke up the next day morning, only
to be replaced by grave craving for the dosage again.. and going to bed hungry would just
multiply the void the next day... he had to plan the activities he would do the next day and how
he wanted to meet Nilanjana..
Just then Vicky's mobile rang.. he answered it.. it was none other than Chintu..
Chintu informed Vicky of the trouble he was in.. he was sitting in the park in the middle of the
dark night.. alone.. Kumkum was behind him and would catch him if he returned to the
apartment.. and would get him to task if she did meet his parents.. Vicky assured Chintu to
patient and wait for his call..
things were going very very fast and were moving faster than she could think or act.. moreover
she was now feeling lonely.. Vicky had planned her downfall so very detailed way that her
nearest ones were no longer with her within the hours of the beginning.. moreover she could
not do anything about it.. And this included her body.. she could not imagine her body giving in
to the advances by the young teenager.. and still was craving for more...moreover she knew this
was just a beginning.. the loneliness was biting now..
she got up and walked upto Kumkum's room.. she gave some frantic calls to her for dinner, but it
only came out rejection and rude refusal to join.. she gave up after several attempts.. moreover
there was no dinner prepared to be enjoyed..
dejected she walked into her room and sat down on the bed.. she began untying her slutty
sandals.. the laces had been tied to too tight and had created dug in impressions on her calves..
the rush of blood back into the flesh at some locations really made her feet itch..
Nilanjana had forgotten this in the turn of events that she was being watched all through this
and unknown number of eyes were feasting on her beauty.. she got up and pulled out her nighty
from the cupboard... closing it, she unwrapped her saree and unhooked her blouse.. she was
about to remove it off her shoulders when her mobile rang..
she looked at the number.. it was some mobile number.. she answered it.. it was Vicky.
Vicky : hey bhabhi darling...
Nilanjana was stunned at the last adjective he used for her.. but chose to remain silent in view of
lack of options..
Vicky : you look stunning with that blouse open..
suddenly realizing that she was being seen all through this.. instinctively her hands went upto
keep the open front flaps of her blouse togather.. she wondered if Vicky missed the Chintu
episode..
Vicky : bhabhi, he he.. i have already seen much more than this..
Nilanjana kept quiet.. she felt vulnerable and cheap, changing her clothes in front of unknown
number of men..
Vicky : but every time i see your breasts, i feel it refreshing new ones..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, what do u want now??
Vicky : what now?? you are asking me?? nothing is history bhabhi.. we never thought you would
be making it with a young boy..
Nilanjana almost gave a gasp as she realized that Vicky and company had watched what she did
with Chintu.. not knowing about the mischevious drug playing havoc on her body, repeated
mention of her truly cheap and disrespectful act was now corroding her confidence.. a
confidence of the honourable young woman in her..
Nilanjana : so you seen it??
Vicky : seen it?? i recorded it.. he he.. even the Kumkum part..
Nilanjana gupled down Vicky's words.. she could not believe that she had been recorded
enjoying sexually and even reaching the organsm with a young boy.. would she ever be able to
justify herself if these tapes get out?? or will she be a slave of Vicky till her body and soul
becomes useless mass of lost feminity..
Vicky : i saw all you did with Chintu.. but.. how did you manage to rope him in?
Nilanjana : i did not rope him in... damn it..
Vicky knew almost what happened. he had suggested Chintu on the idea. Chintu had also called
Vicky and updated him regarding his trouble..
Vicky : then how did he reach your bedroom again??
Nilanjana : he ..h .. he..
Vicky : what he??
Nilanjana : he blackmailed me..
Vicky : he he... you got blackmailed with a young boy?? what the heck did he have?? did he too
sleep with Kumkum or had some deep secret of yours??
Nilanjana : SHUT UP..
Vicky : come on bhabhi.. there has to be a reason..
Nilanjana : so why do you want to know that reason?

Vicky : just to know if we were the only reason..
Nilanjana : you got me into this.. (suddenly breaking down) i hate you Vicky.. i hate you.. you will
die like a dog.. you got the boy in.. i did what u wanted and .. you... (breaking down completely)..
Vicky : he he// ha ha... ha ha...
laughing all the way as she cried..
Vicky : I got him in.. ok?? but you have been enjoying with him all this while..
Nilanjana : i am not enjoying.. damn it.. (still sobbing)
Vicky : lie.. you were all wet inside your pussy.. wont you??
Nilanjana went quiet.. she indeed was... she could not deny it.. everybody who saw her knew
what was happening to her.. including her younger sister... Nilanjana wanted to die of shame..
Vicky : your silence is shouting yes... but i want to listen from your mouth..
Nilanjana : yes..
Vicky : what yes?
Nilanjana : yes .. i .. i.. i did cum ..

Vicky : he he.. so what are you so crimming about?? you wanted the boy.. and i got him for u..
Nilanjana again broke into tears.. she just could not settle in with the thought that she had had
an organsm with the young boy.. and it was witnessed by her sister and men.. Vicky had
recorded the event to add to the ever lasting shameful moments of her life..
Vicky : your lover is in problem.. your sister has been looking for him..
Nilanjana : he is not my lover.. and i cant hide him in any other apartment..
Vicky : you cum with anyone?? you love him, dont you??
Nilanjana : (gone hysterical) YES.. YES.. NOW HAPPY.. I LOVE HIM.. I LOVE HIM.. OHH MY GOD>.
YES>> I LOVE HIM.. HE HE.. OHH.. I WANT HIS BODY..
Vicky : (smiling) you are going to hide him in your own apartment.. iIN YOUR OWN BEDROOM
FOR THE NIGHT...
Nilanjana : and you think I will agree to this!!!..
Vicky : yes..
Nilanjana : this boy is not coming in here.. am I making myself clear, vicky.. i did what ..
Vicky : see bhabhi, there is camera everywhere.. dont you think that I would have taken picture
of your pretty sister.. i can even tell you that she is right now rubbing her sour breasts, sitting in
her room.. he he..
a sudden bolt of lighting stuck Nilanjana.. Vicky had made the whole of flat like a open arena..
she knew it, but poor Kumkum.. she did not know that her all movements are being watched..
and she could not tell her..
Vicky : she is and was a strong girl.. as strong as those breasts of hers.. he he.. but.. i dont think
her strength will survive if she knows she has slept with men here.. and also we are watching her
each movement.. she will commit sui..
Nilanjana : STOP IT.. STOP IT.. what do you want me to do?
Vicky : simple, hide Chintu in your room for tonight..
Nilanjana : please dont turn me into a whore..Vicky, i beg you..
Vicky : you dirty mind, i told you to hide him in your room.. i did not tell you to have sex with
him.. here is his number . write it down..
Nilanjana remained shell shocked..
Vicky (Vicky was more commanding than suggesting): 98376 93300 ... now call him up and
apologize for the earlier fiasco.. and call him in with love.. and beware of your wild sis..
Nilanjana : apolo..
but Vicky had disconnected the phone..
Nilanjana looked confused.. her hands quickly moved up and hooked her blouse again.. she
would be sharing a room with another male, though young boy... but this boy had been sexually
active and had got her over the edge in front of her younger sister.. it had been so embarassing..
she would be so very careful now..
she did not want to be in front of the boy in just a nighty.. she wrapped the saree back around
herself..
picking up her phone, she dialled the number which Vicky had dictated to her.. the bell rang and
soon there was a feeble hello on the other end.. it was Chintu..
Chintu : hello..
Nilanjana : hello, it is me..
Chintu : who?
Chintu did not recognize Nilanjana's voice.. he was expecting Vicky's call..
Nilanjana : me.. Nilanjana aunty..
Chintu : ok
Nilanjana : where are you??
Chintu : why are you asking?
he did not know why she was calling.. he considered her as his enemy as was Kumkum..
Nilanjana : listen.. where are you?
Chintu : i am not home and i know you sisters want to ..
Nilanjana : Kumkum is lookign for you.. and you are sitting in the park.. right?
Chintu : yes..
Nilanjana : ok, now if you want you can come here.. but..
Chintu : but what?
Nilanjana : you will have to dodge Kumkum.. i dont want you falling in her hands..
Chintu : but..
Nilanjana : call me when you are on the main door.. i will see a suitable time and get you in..
Chintu : ok..
Nilanjana disconnected the phone.. she went out of the room.. walking on her feet again
seemed so relaxing compared to those high heeled sandals which had made her very
uncomfortable.. but comfort of walking came with a price.. the balls in her body had started
rubbing her more and hence Nilanjana had still some squint left in her walk..
Nilanjana watched Kumkum going out of the main door again to check on Chintu and after 5
mintes, she watched her coming back into the apartment, empty handed.. Nilanjana tried to
open a dialogue with Kumkum, but Kumkum shut the her bedroom door on Nilanjana's face..
meanwhile, cautious Chintu called up Vicky.. he did not want to walk into a trap he had been
averting since..
Chintu : hello uncle..
Vicky : call me big bro, not uncle... you got a call from Nilanjana..
Chintu : yes.. but.. i ..
Vicky : what?
Chintu : i hope i am not getting into trouble..
Vicky : no.. just be careful from the younger bitch..
Chintu : what..(he was surprised on the adjective Vicky used for Kumkum)..
Vicky : you can enjoy with the elder one as much as you can.. if you can.. for the whole night..
Vicky : you can enjoy with the elder one as much as you can.. if you can.. for the whole night..
Chintu : but ..
Vicky : but be careful with the younger one..
Chintu : but..
(Vicky had disconnected the phone)..
Chintu did not know what to do.. he could be landing up in paradise or unknown hell if he went
back..
seconds seemed like hours as Nilanjana waited by her phone.. she had no option but to wait for
the call.. she had no option but to let the little boy in.. he will have to sleep in her room.. her
bed..no no.. she will not share her bed with him.. the silence and the wait was killing her.. she
got up and tried to walk, but those damn balls inside her made her sit down again.. she wanted
to take them out, but she could not without the permission from Vicky.. and Vicky was
everywhere, everytime.. more than where she knew he was..
suddenly the door banged open and Chintu barged into the room like a bullet and closed the
room door behind him.. he was panting like as if he had run a 100 mt dash..
Nilanjana : what is this?? i told you to call me..
Chintu : aunty, your sister just went downstairs to look for me.. i was hiding in the stairs above
and watching.. the moment she was off, i came rushing in..
Nilanjana : ok.. but lower your voice.. i dont want to ..
Chintu went silent as he relaxed on the edge of the bed..

Nilanjana listened to the voice of the main door getting closed.. she waited for another 5
minutes, till she heard
Nilanjana (almost whispering) : let me go and lock the main door..
Nilanjana walked out.. she was in habit of keeping the main door of the flat locked after
everybody had come in after the tiring day.. she had reached the main door when Kumkum
walked out of her room to see the voice on the main door..
suddenly tension prevailed in the air as two sisters faced each other..
Nilanjana : was just locking the main door before sleep..
Kumkum : i thought you were guiding someone in..
it was a veiled remark on Chintu but Nilanjana took it silently..
Nilanjana : you still want to go out?
Kumkum : no.. but i will catch him..
saying she walked into her room.. Kumkum had lost the hope to catch Chintu and conceded that
he must have been sleeping with any of his friends.. little did she know that he was there right
under her own nose.. in her sister's bedroom..
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Nilanjana walked back into her bedroom.. once her's and her husband's bedroom.. but today she
had been stripping naked in front of other men in this room while her husband had been
sleeping with other woman.. she was not the woman she was yesterday.. her yesterday was a
history and it will not come back to her.. she headed to the room.. she was in distress, the little
toy inside her womanhood was sending in little spam of pain through her body..
she got into the bedroom and closed the door behind her.. she bolted it carefully so that
Kumkum does not land up inside again and finds Chintu in again.. this time, if it happens, this will
be directly against Nilanjana..
she got into the room and arranging her paloo properly, she lifted the mattress off the bed and
placed it in the corner of the room.. signalling to Chintu that it was time to sleep, she pointed
him off her bed...
Nilanjana : Chintu, probably you can setup your bed on that corner..
Chintu look at her angrily.. not really liking the idea.. he ignored her and did not move..
Nilanjana : listen boy...
Chintu : i am not in habit of sleeping on the floor..
Nilanjana looked at him.. he did not even move.. she shrugged her shoulders and hopeless of
obedience from the boy, she turned towards the mattress in the corner herself..
Chintu : aunty, wont you sleep with me??
Nilanjana gave him a glaring look.. how dare he talks to her like that.. he had already blackmailed
her once and that does not mean that she had become his property forever.. Nilanjana suddenly
remembered her pictures which was on Chintu's mobile..
Nilanjana : dont you have the manners to talk to someone elder than yourself??
Chintu kept quiet..
Nilanjana : did you delete my pictures??
Chintu : not as yet..
Nilanjana : why?? i already paid you for those..
Chintu : paid me?? you were paying me or using me for your enjoyment??
Nilanjana : SHUT THE HELL UP...
Chintu smiled.. his smiled silently saying that truth was bitter for her..
Nilanjana : did you delete the pictures??
Chintu : no i did not.. i could not reach my apartment..
Nilanjana went silent.. she had nothing more to do.. she tried to lay down ..
Chintu : aunty, why dont you sleep with me when you can enjoy the night with me??
Nilanjana : SHUT U..
her voice lowered in anticipation of it getting out of the room and also bowing into the strength
of honesty in Chintu's statement..
Chintu : if you dont come here to sleep with me, i will shout and call for help..
Nilanjana looked at Chintu.. this was some new trick Chintu was playing on her.. Nilanjana did
not move... but she did not lay down either..
Chintu was assuming that Nilanjana had been lying to him on the skin of the issue due to the
social taboos while her body was a slutty one, and she had not been able to control herself even
in front of her sister.. he was thinking that application of little pressure, would tear the skin and
would come out a wonderful night of enjoyment for him..
Chintu : i am telling you.. i will shout.. i am not going to be at loss here.. i will tell them that you
initiated the love relation with me..
Nilanjana looked at the clever Chintu.. her eyes had hatred for the young boy.. she was getting
bullied again... but she had again reached at the end of the tunnel with no options..
Nilanjana again lifted the mattress back and placed it on the bed.. she switched of the main
lights.. the dim lights covered the room as she got into the bed with a 13 yr old kid..
Nilanjana was not feeling comfortable sleeping in the bed with the young boy .. she did not want
to face him hence she was on her side, facing away from Chintu.. but being on the side really
created big trouble for her as her legs pressed togather and her full womanhood could not take
the immense pressure .. she looked at the sheet to take over and took one.. besides she had
never slept in saree.. Vicky had instructed her not to take the balls out of her womanhood
without his instructions..
Chintu was successful in getting Nilanjana to bed, but he was not able to muster the courage to
extend his hands and touch her..he could now see Nilanjana in the bed as his eyes adjusted
themselves to the darkness of the room.. sleep was miles away from his eyes.. every second was
a war between his brain, wanting him to back out thinking of the consequnces and heart, which
wanted him to go and touch her..
meanwhile Nilanjana was feeling really uncomfortable with the balls inside her... she was waiting
for Chintu to sleep and she could pull the balls out... Vicky would never know it as the camera
would not pick it up due to the darkness.. she can put them in again in the morning.. minutes
passed.. she turned and looked at Chintu.. Chintu pretended to be be asleep with his eyes
closed.. Nilanjana waited for another couple of minutes..
she looked once again at Chintu.. he was successfully pretending to be asleep.. she pulled the
sheet on her to the side and raised her saree and petticoat.. she raised her bums and back and
pulled the garments higher from underneath her body.. meanwhile Chintu had opened his eyes
and was looking at the action going in front of his eyes.. just inches away from him, a young lady
was raising her garments.. he was confused, excited and getting horny.. his dick was already
making tents in his pants..
Nilanjana raised the saree and petticoat well upto her waist.. then she inserted her hands into
the lower portion of the body.. she was trying to find the string attached to the balls.. the string
had been rolled up into the ball and stuck into the line where her pubic region met her thighs..
very slowly she pulled the string.. the first ball came out like with a swishy plop.. her pussy lips
were very tender and soft from the continous wetness she was having since the afternoon.. she
felt an itching and sweet pain as her hands touched the inside of her womanhood.. to her
surprise, she was still hot.. the other ball was not so easy to come as her inner muscles were
streched along the ball.. it came out and Nilanjana could feel some void building up inside her..
she touched her sex lips.. she pinched them slightly, they were soft, tender hot flesh.. the third
and the last ball was also not an easy game.. but just as the ball passed her g-spot, she almost let
out a moan filled with pleasure... it was bit of an uncontrolled moan.. for a moment she had
forgotten that a stranger boy was sleeping just a feet away from her..
she turned her head to ensure that Chintu was not disturbed by the moan.. but to her disgrace,
Chintu was all awake and she could see his big eyes watching all the proceedings in front of
him...
Nilanjana was naked waist down.. she rushed to cover up herself.. even in the dim light of a night
lamp, one could see clearly once the eyes adjusted.. in attempt to lower her saree, the toy balls
fell down on the floor with a clutter..
Nilanjana : i thought you were... (interrupted by the mobile ring)..
it was Nilanjana's mobile ringing.. who could be calling so late.. Nilanjana looked at the phone, it
was Vicky.. she answered the phone..
Nilanjana : hello..
there was no reponse from the other side.. but there were voices of two men arguing.. Vicky was
one of them..
Ustadji (in the background) : here she has answered.. talk to her.. i want ...
there was silence..
other man (in the background) : so you will not share her with me?? is it??
Vicky (in the background) : ustadji, try to understand.. she is my..
Ustadji (in the background) : what your??? your keep??
Vicky (in the background) : shut up .. she is my bhabhi..
Ustadji (in the background) : ok.. so i will also tell police about everything.. including your
adventures with girls for last 3 years.. and about the fraud you did ..
Vicky (in the background) : come on .. we have been ....
the phone was disconnected.. Nilanjana was stunned at what was going on.. more people were
coming in to eat the cake of her modesty.. fire was spreading beyond control.. it was already out
of her control but now it was getting out of Vicky's control.. how could she.. she looked at
Chintu.. he had gotten up and was sitting on the bed.. he no longer needed to pretend he was
sleeping as Nilanjana had already seen him awake.. Chintu was thinking it was a missed
oppurtunity.. he could have seen much more of her if he could have stolen his open eyes from
her notice..
the phone rang again.. it was Vicky again.. Nilanjana answered it..
Nilanjana : hello..
Vicky : hello bhabhi..
Nilanjana : i was sl..
Vicky : sleeping with a boy??
Nilanjana : what do you want at this hour??
Vicky : bhabhi, i cant help it.. but you will have to switch on your lights..
Nilanjana : i dont feel asleep in lights..

Ustadji (shouting and laughing) : who is telling you to sleep??
Nilanjana : who is this?
Vicky : you are on loudspeaker here..
Nilanjana : whose voice is that?
Ustadji : what will you do with the voice?? switch on the lights, bitch..
it was not Rohit, it was some other man.. and though down, Nilanjana could not take the slang
from just anybody..
Nilanjana : ayeee. mister, mind your tongue..
Ustadji : you will teach me how to use my tongue.. i will tear your pussy and use it as a spoon
and your breasts as bowls..you bitch.
Nilanjana was not used to hear such obscene languages.. she kept her mouth shut..
Vicky : bhabhi, switch on the light..
Nilanjana : but..
Vicky : bhabhi, do as i say..

Nilanjana sensed firmness but softness and care for Nilanjana in Vicky's voice.. he too seemed
resigned againt the Ustadji's wishes.. probably some business reasons..
Nilanjana went and switched on the light.. tube light blinked two times before it came to full
light.. Chintu was still sitting on the bed.. sleep was miles away from his eyes and his eyes were
still sparkling.. he could not hear the conversation, but he could definatly tell that it was not
pleasent one for Nilanjana...
Ustadji (on the phone): put the phone on the speaker.. let the boy also listen..
Nilanjana (on the phone): i dont have speakers on my phone.
Ustadji (to Vicky) : this bitch does not have speakers on the phone..
Vicky (to Ustadji) : then let me call Chintu from your mobile..
Ustadji after moments of thought..
Ustadji (to Vicky): NOOO.. we will add fun without speaker..
Ustadji (on the phone): bitch.. walk to the mirror.. and kiss it with those juicy lips of yours..
Nilanjana walked upto the mirror and kissed the same.. it was like kissing the two men, sitting
besides the camera hidden under the mirror..
Ustadji (on the phone): why the heck did you remove your sandals??
Nilanjana (on the phone): i wanted to sleep and hence I am not wearing..
Ustadji (on the phone): what else are you not wearing??
Nilanjana (on the phone): wha.. h.. mmm..what do you me..
Ustadji (on the phone): what else are you not wearing to bed???
Ustadji was a senior to Vicky in this business and had been mentor of Vicky since he had been
fired off the family.. Vicky wanted revenge while Ustadji was in business of taking rich woman to
ride when they were at soft turn of their life.. when they could not complain and go public.. he
would then get both sex and money out of these women and leave them at the point where
they were just nothing more than meat and bones, breathing without dignity and options.. he
wanted men on mission and Vicky was on mission for revenge.. the two motives aligned and
Vicky stepped into this dark world.. he had learned and mastered the modus operandi from so
called Ustadji..
Nilanjana knew she was on the back to the wall.. the boy listening and she knew the question
was directed to her undergarment..
Ustadji (on the phone): do you want me to ask the boy to check it?
Nilanjana (on the phone): noo please..
Ustadji (on the phone): i am still waiting for the answer..
Nilanjana (on the phone): i am not wearing my p.. panties..

Nilanjana looked down. she could hear Ustadji laugh out loud on the phone... she could notice
Chintu's unbelieving eyes watching her.. he could not beleive what he was hearing or watching..
a lady in front of him was virtually being ordered to do things.. the lady in front of him was the
one who actually had opened her mammaries in front of him few hours ago.. the lady in front of
him was no more than a puppet.. the lady in front of him was not wearing her panties.. and she
was openly telling this to the person in front..
Chintu's life had changed in few hours.. he was kind of frustrated boy with the conservative desi
society.. off late, his body had stepped into zone of masculine changes.. he had been
masturbating for last 1 year.. but today, he was virtually watching something un-imagined by
him.. was he lucky?? his dick said so.. it was welcoming the events by the way it stood in his
pants.. his brain said that he was in some kind of a deep trouble and should get out of it as soon
as possible.. presently his dick was winning, but the brain's voices were also not going unheard..
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Ustadji (on the phone): good.. now give the phone to the boy..
Nilanjana handed the phone to the boy..
Ustadji : (on the phone) what is ur name..
Vicky (from the background) : Chintu..
Ustadji (on the phone): Chintu, have you ever seen the woman without wearing panties?/
Chintu (on the phone): no..
Ustadji (on the phone): want to see her?
Chintu kept quiet.. Nilanjana did not know what was being talked on the phone.. she was just
hearing yes and no's but she knew it was against her.. and she could not do anything about it..
Ustadji (on the phone): have you seen her clevage??
Chintu (on the phone): yes..
Ustadji (on the phone): can you show me how deep her clevage is??
Chintu (on the phone): how??
Ustadji (on the phone): pull her paloo down..
Chintu (on the phone): but..would she allow??
Ustadji : lady who openly says she is not wearing any panties .. do you think she will mind it??
Chintu looked confused..
Ustadji (on the phone): havent she shown you before?
Ustadji (on the phone): wont you show it to me?
Chintu kept silent.. he knew he was talking to some master who had things under his control..
Nilanjana did not know what was being talked about.. Chintu looked at Nilanjana, who was
standing just a feet away from him.. he streched his hands and pulled her paloo down.. Nilanjana
was taken by surprise.. once again her semi naked bossom was open in front of the young boy..
Nilanjana : why dont you kill me?? ask him to kill me.. pleaaaase.. tell him that i am begging him
to be killed..
saying Nilanjana went down on her knees... she did not try to put back her paloo.. Chintu looked
at her in pity.. he had mix of pity and lust in his eyes..
Chintu (on the phone): hello.. did you ..
Ustadji (on the phone): are you interested to tear her blouse?
Chintu could not say yes or no.. he wanted to say no as he was afraid but then just a glimpse of
her flesh pushing the full semi open blouse, waiting to be freed.. just got over his mind..
Ustadji (on the phone): tear her blouse.. dont worry.. she will not say anything to you..
Chintu kept the phone on the bed and came very neat to kneeling Nilanjana.. Nilanjana was
weeping and begging for some mercy..
Chintu grabbed her blouse and pulled it.. the poor two hooks flew off.. Nilanjana did not do
anything to block the move.. just couple of more tears rolled down the corner of her eyes..
Chintu's eyes opened wide..he was staring hungrily at the heavy duty bra.. filled with pure milky
flesh..
Ustadji (on the phone): give the phone to her..
Nilanjana (on the phone): heello.

Ustadji (on the phone): now you know what happens when you take panga with us?
Ustadji (on the phone): ur sister is asleep.. why dont you go and wake her up.. and bring her here
tooo?
Nilanjana (on the phone): nooo.. no please.. i will do everything.. leave her alone.. pls.. i am
begging you..
Ustadji (on the phone): that is the sister spirit..
Ustadji (on the phone): why dont you pull down your bra cups and show us your breasts??
Nilanjana knew it was coming.. she had shown her mammaries to the boy before.. even Vicky
had seen it before..but it was not so easy again.. Nilanjana pulled down the cup one at a time
out of her bra.. the bra cups struggled below her breasts as the massive flesh topped with pink
colored nipples stood out..
Ustadji (on the phone): now hold Chintu's hands and make him feel the flesh..tell him to suck
you..
Chintu bowed his head in shame and sorrow..
Nilanjana : please for my sake.. for my sake.. do what they want.. strip me..
Nilanjana did not know what to tell Chintu.. she motioned the young boy to come over..
Chintu looked in amazement at the two big globes.. he slowly came near.. she held his hands and
made him touch her breasts.. he slowly touched the breasts and felt the shape.. then he pressed
it a little and felt the heavy tight flesh.. the hand now roamed free..
Ustadji (on the phone): tell him to drink your milk..
Nilanjana (on the phone): but i am not lac..
Ustadji (on the phone) (on the phone): ask him to suck.. i cant believe this
Nilanjana gulped her saliva in at the humiliation of her motherhood..
Nilanjana : Chintu, why dont you come and taste my milk??
Chintu did not move.. he backed couple of steps..
Ustadji (on the phone): give him the phone..
Chintu was afraid to get into some kind of a racket.. one thing was sure to him that what was
happening was not because of Nilanjana's wishes..
Chintu kept the phone on the side..
Chintu : aunty, can you please tell me what is happening here?

Chintu : aunty, why are they forcing you.. and .. who are they..
Nilanjana : they are no different from you.. like you forced me, they are also forcing me.. it was
their day and...
Chintu : why did you not complain to the police..
Nilanjana kept silent.. she had no answer to the innocent, looking good question.. but the
practical situation was much more farther than what Chintu was preparing.. Vicky listened to the
talks as did Ustadji.. he was shouting bad names to Chintu, but Chintu had kept the phone
down..
Chintu : wait, my uncle is in the police, i will call him..
Chintu went and picked up his mobile but Nilanjana took it away from him quickly..
Nilanjana : do as you are told.. and dont try to be oversmart..
Chintu : but..
Nilanjana : i told you.. do as you are told.. these people dont care about anybody.. and i dont
want police intervening here.. you understand.??
Chintu : but i dont want to..

Nilanjana : you dont know these people..
Chintu : let me go..
Nilanjana : for my sake.. please.. for my sake.. i am begging you.. for my sake..
Chintu : but aunty.. they are forcing me to strip...
Nilanjana : so do it.. strip me.. that is what you did before too in the evening .. did you not??..
Chintu looked on.. his facial expressions were affirmative.. besides lust in him had also won the
battle against kind man inside the young boy.. and already loosing battle that the morals played
in him was lost..
Nilanjana (on the phone): now put the phone on your ears and listen to what he has to say..
with shivering hands, he raised the phone to his ears.. but then again got it down..
Nilanjana : you idiot, you will get me killed.. those guys are stripping me.. not you..
Nilanjana snatched the phone from Chintu's hands and put it on her ears..
Nilanjana (on the phone): hello..
Ustadji (on the phone): what the hell is that going on therE?? why is he so afraid?
Nilanjana (almost dutifully) (on the phone): he is a young boy.. he is shivering..
Ustadji (on the phone): i can see that bitch.. i know what is missing..
Ustadji (on the phone): grab his hand in ur hand..
Nilanjana did so with her right hand, her left hand still holding the phone to her ears.. both the
men were looking in the camera..
Ustadji (on the phone): now make him feel your love traingle.. over ur saree.. and he will be
ok....
it was like a lightening stike from the sky.. she was going to guide a guys hands and make him
feel the most intimate parts.. but she was without options..
she gulped her broken pride and pulled Chintu's hands over her mound..
Ustadji (on the phone): now rub his hands, there.. ask him to rub you.. tell him that you feel so
nice..
Nilanjana : Chintu, you like it?? have you felt something like this ever before??
Chintu nodded in negative..
Ustadji (on the phone): now explain him what it is..

Nilanjana (on the phone): ppleasee..
Chintu (on the phone): what??
Nilanjana (on the phone): not to you..
Ustadji (on the phone): i told you to explain him what it is.. tell him it is your pussy... use this
word.. tell him what this is used for..
Nilanjana waited for a moment .. she knew she had no escape to this.. she formulated the
scentence and words in her mind..
Nilanjana : Chintu, do you know what this is called??
Chintu : yes.. cunt..
Nilanjana (coming over her inhibitions): it is also called the pussy..
Ustadji (on the phone): is he hard??
Nilanjana (on the phone): what??
Ustadji (on the phone): : what gets harder in men?? he he..
Nilanjana (looked down) (on the phone): yes..

Ustadji (on the phone): i dont think he is.. i think he can be harder..
Nilanjana kept silent.. she was being asked these questions deliberatly.. the two men, hoping
that there were only two men, could see everything on the camera..
Ustadji (on the phone): ask him the shape of the pussy..
each question was getting more humiliating for Nilanjana.. stripping was much more easier than
hosting the 'KNOW ME INSIDE OUT' show..
Nilanjana (on the phone): Chintu, do you know the shape of the .. pussy.. (last word came a bit
late)..
Chintu (on the phone): it is .. (after a thought) round..
Ustadji (on the phone): he he.. he does not know it.. tell him what it is.. you got to guide him
good now..
Nilanjana cursed the guy for not even knowing the shape.. now how does she explain it to him..
she crossed her fingers to avoid using her words to explain it.. she crossed her two index fingers
of her hands to explain Chintu that it looked like.. she had seen many guys using this notations in
slang and she used it today..
Nilanjana : it looks like this..
Ustadji (on the phone): i dont think he understood..
Nilanjana : he did..
Ustadji (on the phone): you need to explain him better..
Nilanjana knew he wanted her to use the words.. but still she pretended to be ignorant and
asked..
Nilanjana (on the phone): how??
Ustadji (on the phone): hold his hand and take it inside ur saree..
Nilanjana (on the phone): what??
Ustadji (on the phone): bitch.. do as i say.
tears came into Nilanjana's eyes.. she knew it was coming, but she could not live upto the
humiliation even though it was not beyond her expectations..
Nilanjana (on the phone): do you want see feel the shape of my pussy??
Chintu could not say yes, looking at her tears.. he could not say no..
Nilanjana held hand of Chintu and holding it in her right hand, pressing her tummy inside, she
inserted both the hands inside the waist band of her saree and petticoat.. as she pulled his
hands down, her saree slid bit lower revealing her round deep navel.. Chintu got a hard on
watching her deep round navel, he was just inches from Nilanjana's body.. his hand could feel
the warmth of her body and the sofly butter of her body as his hand neared the gate to heaven,..
Chintu kept his other hand on the bare smooth waist of Nilanjana.. he was almost hugging her as
she drew his hands nearer.. Nilanjana shuddered as her hands ran into her pantyless pubic
mound.. she guided Chintu;s hands into the jungle.. and left it to find its way..
Ustadji could see from her expressions that Chintu had found his way..
Ustadji (on the phone): take ur hand out bitch and let the poor guy feel it..
Nilanjana pulled out her hand and left the little boy alone at the entrance of her most intimate
part..
Ustadji (on the phone): bitch, you know how guy's dick
Ustadji (on the phone): if he is feeling ur cunt, why dont you feel his dick?/
Nilanjana knew she had no options.. she moved her hands over the tent in Chintu's pants.. she
wanted this to finish quickly
Ustadji (on the phone): not over the pants, put your hands inside..
Nilanjana hesitated a bit, but seeing no option inserted her hands into the elastic of Chintu's
pants.. meanwhile Chintu was feeling, rather rubbing his hand over her hairy clit.. to her dismay,
his rub over her swollen womanhood had again started sending pleasure waves up her spine..
her mind was again not able to control it.. insticntively Nilanjana grabbed Chintu's dick.. it was
hairless and smooth, she had never felt such a smooth dick before.. but it was hard..rock
hard....he was not wearing an underwear.. her nipples hardened.. she leaned forward and
pressed her big sized breasts into Chintu's face..
Ustadji (on the phone): stop.. make him pull out his hands..
Nilanjana ignored the instruction on the phone..
Ustadji (on the phone): I SAID STOP..
this time Nilanjana pulled out her hands.. and forced Chintu's hands out too.. Chintu was too
excited but Nilanjana forced his hands out..
Ustadji (on the phone): remove ur saree now..
her paloo was already down.. she pulled the saree out of the waist band of her petticoat and
threw the saree in the corner..
Ustadji (on the phone): give the phone to Chintu..
Nilanjana handed the phone to Chintu
Ustadji (on the phone): enjoying, my boy??
Ustadji (on the phone): you felt her pussy??
Chintu (on the phone): yes.. yes..
he was getting too excited now..

Ustadji (on the phone): would you like to see her naked..
Ustadji (on the phone): then pull her nada and remove her petticoat.. and make it quick..
Chintu looked at the hanging string and pulled it, relieving the knot off it..the petticoat dropped
down as Nilanjana was taken by surprise.. she could do little as it dropped before she could
react.. now Nilanjana stood virtually naked in front of Chintu.. her bra pulled down over her
breasts was the only garments which was not doing its duty as her milk pots stood exposed.. one
of the bra straps had already slid down the shoulder .. her petticoat was already on her ankles..
her blouse gone. and she had herself stripped her saree off.. she pressed her legs togather and
her hand covered her triangle while other tried to cover the breasts with the help of the armto
hide her remaining modesty, if any left.. she was hiding her same mammaries from the boy who
had sucked them a while ago and had her over the edge.. she was hiding the same triangle
jungle in which the boy's fingers roamed about minutes ago...
Chintu was trying to sneak a peak at her pubic region.. he had never seen anything like this
before..
her body was a like a nation which was protecting her skin and borders with the arms and army
but the drugs had caused lethal riots in the entire country.. it was a fort which was going to fall
and the entire modesty would be looted.. her inner self was betraying herself.. even as she stood
there virtually naked, her pussy was dripping with juices and her fingers were still mashing her
breasts for pleasure..
Ustadji (on the phone): give the phone back to her..
Chintu hands the phone to Nilanjana..
Ustadji (on the phone): : Nilanjana, stop protecting your public charms..
reluctant Nilanjana dropped her arms partially over her breasts, but still covered her pubic
mound..
Ustadji (on the phone): (firm voice) : now get on the bed.. and lay down on your back, with your
legs open..
Nilanjana (on the phone): but..
Ustadji (on the phone): : FAST.. and give the phone to Chintu..
Nilanjana did not object. she could not.. she handed the phone to Chintu and she got on the bed
.. Nilanjana lay down on the bed in the most slutty position, not knowing the next move would
be.. but she was sure it was not going to be a plesant one for her..
Ustadji (on the phone): : Chintu, now get on top of her stomach and look what is between her
legs..
Chintu was excited on the very idea of what was coming.. he had never seen the jungle up close
and within it and here was one of the most pretty woman of the society laying right in front of
her.. defenseless and helpless..
just as he was about to get on top of her,
Ustadji (on the phone): : and remove your pants before you get on top of her...
hintu qas so quick to unbutton and unbuckle his pants.. he dropped the pants down, and he was
not wearing his briefs.. though he was a young man, his organ was big and thick.. and it was
already leaking pre-cum and was raring to go.. Nilanjana looked at Chintu as he removed his shirt
and vest and was standing in front of her in his bday suit..
she looked at him afraid of what was coming.. but she was also looking at his athletic muscles
around his smooth hairless chest.. it was her fantasy to touch hairless chest men, but she had
never given it any importance..
Ustadji (on the phone): : great.. you have a nice tool.. she will like it.. now get on top of her belly
and see what is in her pussy..
Chintu looked at Nilanjana .. Nilanjana realized she was looking a bit to intently at his curves and
looked away.. she could not beleive that part of mind was not revolting to the forthcoming
torture of hers..
Chintu got up on the bed and sat on her soft belly but he was kind enough of not putting his
entire weight on her.. he held himself on his legs on either side of hers..
Nilanjana : what are you doing.. please Chintu.. no.. get off me..
part of her brain was resisting on what was to come.. but surprisingly other part was feeling the
pangs of pleasure.. she could feel the moisture build between her legs again.. she felt guilty but
she had lost control of her pleasure points.. she watched his ass as he placed his hands on her
pubic region.. between her legs..
Nilanjana : noooo.......mmmmmmm..
the denial was gurgled and half minded.. Chintu continued his exploration of the jungle..
Ustadji (on the phone): : boy, you like her meat??

Chintu (on the phone): yes.. yes..
Ustadji (on the phone): : slowly massage her mounds.. is she wet??
Chintu felt her outer lips..
Chintu (on the phone): yes.. she seems wet ..
Nilanjana felt she could be dying in shame.. a young boy on top of her was giving the commentry
on her body.. but her body was guilty too..
Chintu moved his hands, excited over his first so close call with the private part of woman's
body..
Ustadji (on the phone): : kiss her there..
Chintu bent down and planted a small but a sweet kiss on her womanhood.. he could feel the
aroma of her juices building up inside her womanhood.. Nilanjana was late to realize what was
going on.. by the time she had realized, kiss was already planted.. the very thought of someone
kissing her there was sending heat inside her body.. she was slowly breaking down.. part of her
mind, defiant to the advances by Chintu had started giving up, despite her all efforts..
Ustadji (on the phone): : good.. you like it?
Ustadji (on the phone): : now put ur finger inside her cunt and pull out the toy within..
Chintu (on the phone): pull out the toy??
Ustadji (on the phone): : yes.. put your hands inside her cunt..and you will find it.. she always
uses it..
Nilanjana came to senses with a jerk.. THE TOY?? ohhh.. she had pulled it out herself.. ohhh
noo.. despite strict instructions from Vicky
Nilanjana was afraid of what was coming.. for the first time the young boy was going to put his
hand inside her womanhood.. more than humiliation she was afraid of consequences to missing
toy.. she was shy of men watching this act.. she was afraid that this all maybe getting recorded..
her fears would come true later.. she had no option of protesting as these men already had her
doing worse things on the tape.. Nilanjana felt shivers when Chintu touch the swollen edge of
her pussy.. moreover she was afraid of her own body which was not responding to her brain and
was continously betraying her..
Chintu parted her swollen bottom lips and inserted his index finger.. feeling the warmth, wetness
of her flesh... he was so excited, he bent forward and inserted his finger more.. his other hand
still holding the phone to his ear..
Ustadji (on the phone): : more.. pull out the thread you find.. did you find it?
Chintu did not reply.. he was not listening.. he was not in this world.. Nilanjana almost let out a
shriek as he touched the he felt the inner lips of Nilanjana.. she felt her aching womanhood was
going escatic with his soft innocent touch of Chintu.. in the bid to find the toy, he inserted his
finger into her inner lips.. his hand was acceidently brushing her g-spot..
Nilanjana : NOOOO... NOOOO.. PLSSS.. NOAAAHHH... AHHH.. NNNNN..
the negatives from her mouth had turned into moans of pleasure as her body was responding
from his touches.. his hands were slowly exciting her womanhood constantly but not enough to
get her over the edge.. she lay down on the bed.. her moans were now just packed with
excitement and lust..
Nilanjana : ohhh.. take it... ohhhh. nooo..
Ustadji (on the phone): : Chintu, my boy.. did you find it???
Nilanjana : ohh my.. pls.. get me.. mmmm... ouch... noooo.. take me..
she was gurgling something which was not making sense... she wanted to get up and finger her
pussy to get herself over the edge.. but she could not.. Chintu was sitting on her tummy and was
pressing her down.. there was no way her hands could get across Chintu and reach her own
most private area which Chintu was rubbing so very lightly that it had now started tickling and
pleasurly itching.. Nilanjana grabbed her head and pulled her hair in despair.. she could not take
it any more tickling in her most sensitive part of her body...
Nilanjana : ohhh please.. stopppp.. ohhh nooo.. i .. i pulled the balls out.. ohh my god please...
nooo..
Chintu was suddenly broken in his anxious search.. pulling his finger out of her womanhood, he
turned his head towards Nilanjana but this caused just too much pressure on her lower stomach,
pushing out all air from her tummmy..
Ustadji (on the phone): : ask her where it is..
Chintu : where is it??
Nilanjana was trying to push Chintu off her battered tummy.. he did not understand what she
wanted.. she was moaning in pain..
Chintu : he is asking where is it?
desperate Nilanjana pointed to the corner where she threw it.. Chintu located it and got off
Nilanjana to pick it up..
Nilanjana took a deep sigh of relief and turned into a ball.. her pussy was still throbbing but she
was grapsing her battered tummy..
Chintu (on the phone) : yes.. i found the toy.. she had pulled it out..
Ustadji (on the phone): : tell her that she would be punished for this.. ask her to become a
murga and wait for the spanking with the leather belt
Chintu : he is asking you to become and murga and .. spanking on .. with leather..
Nilanjana : please.. please.. no.. i did not.. it was hurting.. i am ... please..
Nilanjana broke down crying..
Ustadji (on the phone): : hand her the phone..
Chintu handed the phone to Nilanjana

Ustadji (on the phone): : how dare you..
Nilanjana (on the phone): please i am sorry.. it was hurting like.. it was tearing me..please dont..
Ustadji (on the phone): shut up.. i will ensure that your shrieks wake up your sister.. and she
finds you with this boy in the room..
Nilanjana (on the phone): please.. i beg you.. i will do as you say..
Ustadji (on the phone): : ok.. i will dilute the punishment but then you will have to guide his tool
inside your pussy.. u get me??
Ustadji (on the phone): : ok.. i will dilute the punishment but then you will have to guide his tool
inside your pussy.. u get me??
Nilanjana did not say anything.. to her own surprise, she did not want to protest against it...
Ustadji (on the phone): : ok, now you will get away with a little punishment... go to your bed and
stand there on all fours.. give the phone to the boy.. and beware, if you move from where you
are standing, i will give a call to Kumkum.. you get me??
Nilanjana (nodded in affirmative .. humiliated) : hmmmm..
Nilanjana handed the phone to Chintu.. she looked at Chintu's dick.. it was very big and thick..
the foreskin of the dick was drawn back as it was completely hard, standing out like a pole off his
body..
Chintu (on the phone): hello..

Ustadji (on the phone): : so boy, finally you have the chance to hit the shot.. but before you hit
the short, you need to get the wickets standing on the ground..
Chintu did not understand anything..
Chintu (on the phone): how?
Ustadji (on the phone): explained the events to Chintu on the phone..meanwhile Nilanjana
walked upto the bed and reluctantly got on all fours on the bed.. she waited for the
punishment.. to her
Chintu kept the phone on the side and looked around.. he located the set of balls on one side..
he went and picked them up.. Nilanjana saw him keeping the phone on the side and watched
him looking for something.. she could not realize what till she felt him pushing the ball on the
entrance of her ass hole..
Nilanjana : nooo.. nooo ... please.. no..
Chintu : keep quiet.. your sister will..
Nilanjana : please.. this will hurt.. no.. not there please.. i beg..
Chintu : no use begging from me..
Chintu continued pressing the ball into her asshole.. but it was very tough.. nln looked horrified
in pain and humiliation.. she had never ever used her ass for any unnatural purpose.. the balls
were too big to get in there without damage..
cht looked around and picked up the TV remote lying on the side table.. holding the ball with
one hand on her bowel entrance, he used the remote control as a hammer.. like guys use the
cricket bat to grave the wickets on the ground..
the first strike and Nilanjana almost lost all wind out of her.. her midriff buckled.. her mouth
gaped open.. her back arched down... her eyes looked up without blinking as she gurgled on her
own saliva.. she was lucky the scream did not come out or it would have woken up even the
neighbours, leave alone her sister in her room..
Another hit and Nilanjana knew she will not be able to take any more without a scream,.. it
seemed her hip bones would crack.. before the next hit on the ball came down, Nilanjana had
buried her face into a pillow.. the pillow muffed her scream to a large extent but still it was loud
and bryond acceptable limits.... Nilanjana waited for the next knock but it did not come.. tears
rolled down her eyes in pain into the pillow..
Chintu had realized that the balls were not flexible and nor was her asshole.. he needed
lubrication.. he was feeling hard and was desperate to get onto the next step.. first he looked
around for something he can use a gag for her.. he did not want to be caught by her sister.. he
found nothing around, except her blouse.. he rolled the blouse into a ball and forced them into
her open mouth.. Nilanjana did not resist and accepted it as her fate was going to be painful and
she too did not want her screams to go out of this room.. the garment soaked the saliva of her
mouth and made her feel so dry.. her jaws ached as the big ball forced her mouth open to limits..
then he looked at the dressing table for some lubrication jelly or some vaseline.. but he did not
find it.. he looked into the drawer but without luck.. then he found a tube of joint pain reliever
MOOV tube and he applied the loads of it onto the balls and emptied the rest of the tube after
inserting it in her ass hole..
Nilanjana felt the heat building up on her ass hole.. the heat combined with the lubrication
made the skin loose.. Chintu again placed the ball on the entrance of her ass.. by the time, her
ass was on fire inside due to the heat generated by the loads of the cream. her bowels squeezed
and opened to let the heat hot... the heat relaxed the muscles but just enough for Chintu to bury
the balls in with the stick of the remote control..
the cream was doing its job..it was allowing the balls to get in and loosened the walls of rectum
with the heat.. but each hit was still painful.. her jaws were aching.. her ass was on fire... the
balls rubbed her inner rectum walls and each cell of it cried in pain as balls rubbed against them
on the way inside.. after 15 painful minutes of hammering the last ball made its way inside...
Chintu was sweating by now and Nilanjana lay in heap of defeated flesh on the bed with her ass
full swaying at the highest point in this pose..her open legs did not attempt to hide anything
between her legs as everything was left open for world to see..
Chintu looked at her ass.. it was looking so painful that he himself felt so sorry for the poor lady..
the outer lips of the ass were red and seemed as if her ass was open to 1 inch diameter.. one
could see the shining white balls inside her ass.. Nilanjana had soon started to wriggle her ass as
the joint pain releiving ointment had started to heat her insides...
Chintu went to the toilet and washed his hands.. he then picked up the phone... Ustadji was
continously on the line as he wanted to listen to the shrieks of Nilanjana as the insertion
progressed..
Chintu (on the phone): hello..
Ustadji (on the phone): : good job, my boy.. good job.. i will give you a nice promotion if you
want to join our line of business..
Chintu : thank you..but..
Ustadji (on the phone): : for right now, do you want to f**k her?? tell me??
Chintu (on the phone): yes .. yes..
Ustadji (on the phone): : then go ahead..
Chintu (on the phone): but ..

Ustadji (on the phone): : no but wut.. you have pleased me with the task.. have you ever done
this before with any other girl??
Chintu (on the phone): no..
Ustadji (on the phone): : so you are a fresher.. hmm.. give her the phone..
Chintu handed Nilanjana the phone.. she was still standing on all fours.. she wriggled her ass and
was alternating on her knees as the interior of her bowels burned with the cream.. the rubbing
of the balls was making the cavity more sore.. her hanging big breasts also jiggled and pained at
its base as she moved.. also as the cream dried, it made the area more dry and more vulnerable
to the scratches from the balls.
Nilanjana (desperate): please.. please.. it is burning.. please .. please.. ask him to remove the
balls from... (she stopped)...
Ustadji (on the phone): : from??
Nilanjana (on the phone): please..
Ustadji (on the phone): : till you dont tell me from where, i cant help you..
Nilanjana (desperate)(on the phone): please.. you know.. please.. from my ass.. it is hurting..
Ustadji (on the phone): : what is the hurry.. dont worry.. the ointment does not work too long..
soon it will dry up..
Ustadji (on the phone): laughing in his mind as how much time the whole tube would take to
dry.. Nilanjana knew begging in front of this man would be useless..
Ustadji (on the phone): : we are thinking of applying the ointment in your pussy too.. he he.. we
want to make you hot..
Nilanjana (on the phone): noo .. please.. no.. dont do that..
Ustadji (on the phone): : why?? is it already hot??
Nilanjana (on the phone): nooooooo..
Ustadji (on the phone): : then ask him to apply some MOOV in there tooo.. i will ask him.. give
him the phone..
Nilanjana (on the phone): please.. please..
Ustadji (on the phone): : either you give him the phone.. or keep the phone down.. call him and
put his dick into your pussy.. he he..
Nilanjana looked stunned.. she was going to offer her cunt to the boy if she does not want him to
the inhuman act of applying the ointment inside her womanhood.. she was virtually grabbign
her ass to relive the itching and warm heat from her ass..
looking back she motioned Chintu to come near.. as he came near she held his dick in her hand
and massaged it a little.. feeling it get completely hard again.. she made him stand behind her as
she stood in the doggy position.. putting her hands between her legs as she grabbed the tool
again and guided it between her legs into the deep caves of her womanhood..
Chintu pushed hard as he had seen in some english movies.. soon his tool was buried into her
tight womanhood.. Nilanjana's damp pussy offered him lubrication while her muscles wrapped
aroound nicely on his tool... her full ass hole put more pressure on the walls of her womanhood,
giving the heavenly grasp on the tool.. Chintu was purely delighted as he felt he was in
paradise..he tried to pull the cock out a little.. but it popped out..
Nilanjana again helped him put it in.. Chintu put some pressure and it was in again... Chintu
stood there without moving.. he was in paradise.. Nilanjana was sub concously still shifting on
her knees.. and wriggling her ass.. as a result Chintu was getting free slow service..
Nilanjana (annoyed): pump it in and out..
Chintu : like this??
he was a quick learner and this time started slowly to pump in and out as he had seen in some
english movies..
Nilanjana : and please.. please dont ... dont spray yourself inside me.. aahhhh
Nilanjana was feeling hot now.... his dick was vigrously rubbing her g-spot like never before..
never before had she gotten f**cked with her ass full..
Nilanjana : ohhhhh.. heeee..aaaaa... yess.... donnnttt.. cummm.. .. opppps..
Chintu : yes.. yess.. yess..
their moans mingled with each other as they both started on the journey to paradise..
Nilanjana was having an intercourse of the lifetime.. her ass was burning from insides and the
balls filled it up.. she was now having feeling as if she needed to relieve her bowels.. but the
feeling was subdued each time his thick tool slapped her G-spot.. this had resulted in painful and
pleasure moans off her mouth in cyclic order.. the pleasure moans increasing in intensity after
each cycle of penetration as she closed over the edge..
her request for Chintu spraying his cum inside her was a concern for Nilanjana, but the intensity
of the situation did not let her interrupt her.. she was waiting to realize Chintu over the edge and
withdraw, but she did not expect her own body to be like jumping into the pleasure spasms...
she could not control herself anymore and her body broke into wild spasms.. her pussy
contracted as her womanly nectar filled her pussy.. already pressed dick, felt extra pressure as
the spasms of pleasure filled her pussy.. and Chintu too came off the edge.. his dick blasted loads
of cum deep into her pussy, already drowned in pleasure.. blast after blast filled Nilanjana's
womahood with the seeds of motherhood..
by the time Nilanjana came to senses and realized that he had flooded her insides, it was bit too
late for her to do anything... Chintu collapsed on top of her back and then onto the bed on her
side.. Nilanjana stood there, still on her all fours, disbeleiving that she was allowing all this to
happen.. she had started to think of herself as a slut as she watched Chintu's juices mixed with
her pleasure liquids flow down her open thighs..
Nilanjana felt her hands go weak and she too rolled onto her side.. she landed on the bed,
naked..both Chintu and Nilanjana now lay naked on the bed.. Chintu was a spent force, but
Nilanjana was a worried mind.. she had now started to loose her self confidence.. her body was
a slave to the drugs but she did not know it..
suddenly Nilanjana's phone rang.. it was Vicky's call again with Ustadji (on the phone): on the
line.. Nilanjana answered the call..
Ustadji (on the phone): : saali, you were so horny.. why did you not tell us?
Nilanjana (on the phone): please.. leave me.. please.. i beg you.. i have done..
Ustadji (on the phone): : not so soon..

Nilanjana (on the phone): please i am tired..
Ustadji (on the phone): : then go to sleep.. it is night already..
Nilanjana (on the phone): I.. I.. I cant sleep with this boy..
Chintu looked at Nilanjana.. Nilanjana knew she was being gross, but it was her personal, once
personal, bedroom..
Ustadji (on the phone): : you cant sleep with this boy?? excuse me madam.. you just enjoyed
him a few minutes ago.. he could be father of your child..
Nilanjana (on the phone): SHUT... up
the second word came a bit late and slower as she realized that Ustadji (on the phone): was
saying something true.. Chintu had been able to place his seed inside her.. and she was in middle
of the menstural cycle..
Ustadji (on the phone): : ok, for now you will sleep with this boy..
Nilanjana (on the phone): NO.. I WONT..
Ustadji (on the phone): : YES.. YOU WILL .. and you will sleep with his dick in your mouth. the
whole night..
It was 4:30 noon... it was just 29 hours ago that she was a free woman.. sun was shining bright
and it was warm outside ..now she was not free.. she was not even a woman.. she was a slut..
and she herself had started beleiving in that.. she was just wearing a one piece dress which came
just below her buttocks and high heeled real long boots which zipped right upto her middle
thighs.. her dress had a deep neckline, just enought to cover her bra and she did not have the
priviledge to wear panties.. (Picture of similar dress updated on Page 1 GALLERY..) her padded
bra was a with a cup size smaller and heavily padded towards the bottom further raised her flesh
on her chest up in already cramped space.. this was resulting into one of her deepest raised
clevage which was leaving her breasts with just her nipples somehow getting under the
garment..
Nilanjana rushed up the stairs of an unknown ultra-luxury apartment building and was about to
reach the first floor when she saw the same man with broad shoulders standing there..
Nilanjana : please.. i need to go back up..
strong man : no way.. return and go to the waiting car in the parking..
Nilanjana : please.. this is..
the man pushed her on her buldging breasts.. the seemingly casual push from the strong man
was enough to send her tumbling down the flight of 10 stairs.. she groaned in pain as she lay on
the floor.. her right nipple had jutted out of her bra and dress.. her dress had rode up her
buttocks..
she still managed to get up and arrange her dress back to some degree of decency.. she limped
up again and requested the man.. just to take another slap right across her face.. her long heeled
boots again lost balance and she slipped.. her egs spread wide and she landed right on her
womanhood.. it was a deadly blow between her legs.. as she further rolled down 4 steps.. her
dress almost rising to her waist and her breasts vibrating with the impact..
Nilanjana groaned in extreme pain between her legs.. the toy with three balls were still inside
her womanhood and with the impact they seemed to have pressed their way more up, maybe
hurting some important tissue... Nilanjana was not able to get up.. she managed to crawl, still
limping in the crawl too, up the stairs.. this time not even arranging her raised bottoms..
the man heard a neighbour aunty opening the main door of her house to check what was going
on.. before she could come out, the big man rushed down.. grabbed Nilanjana by her head hair
and pussy hair and lifted her, face down.. parllel to the floor and carried her downstairs to the
wating car.. Nilanjana wriggled in pain as her hair were pulled awkwardly, carrying her complete
weight... her feeble efforts to freedom in this awkward position did not carry any weight against
the strong painful grip of the strong man.. she was just swaying her hands and legs in air to grab
something for support but without any success.. alternatively she was trying to pull back her hair
from his grip.. she was carried by the man easily down the stairs as if he was carrying a regular
small weight.. her mind looked down in horror as she could have broken her nose if the big man
had chosen to drop her right there..
the driver was ready with door open and engine alive.. the big man put the body of Nilanjana,
on the back seat as if she was a gunny bag containing something unbreakable... she bounced on
the seat as he banged the door close behind her and the car drove off ..
ilanjana lay on the back seat of the car grabbing her pubic hair with one hand and her head with
the other....she had tried to adjust her position but in the fast moving car she had tripped to
floor between the front seat and the rear one.. it was kind of a cargo van with the glasses
painted black and she could not see anything. she did not know which part of the city she was
in.. she was blindfolded when she was brought here..
it had been a tough day for her.. both emotionally and physically.. she had not been able to sleep
the whole night.. who in the world could sleep with dick in her mouth, her burning ass having
the three balls stuffed into her bowels and bowels taking that for the waste to be disposed and
keeping the pressure on.. when she had requested, virtually begged Ustadji and Vicky to let her
relieve herself.. she had virtually danced in front of the mirror, holding her blasting ass, shifting
her weight from one leg to the other to relieve her pressure off her ass.. but these two men had
not shown her any kindness.. they had suggested her a wierd idea of rubbing her clit and
arousing herself sexually to ease the pressure.. this had worked but her already abused
womanhood was in tatters..
she had slept with Chintu's dick in her mouth.. she could smell her juices and his cum smell
throughout the night.. Chintu's pubic jungle hair poked into her nose and took away even the
last chances to rest.. so much so, she could not lay in one position as Chintu moved.. at one time
she was laying with her head trapped between his thighs as he lay on his side.. even when she
dozed off to a slight sleep, his dick had grown suddenly in her mouth and she woke up suddenly..
all the time she lay down on the bed, her hand was constantly between her legs on her pussy..
that was the only way she could keep her ass quiet.. everytime her ass had cramps to relieve her
of the pressure, her subconsious mind instructed her hands to rub her womanly sex, to
arousal..this helped her douse the pressure in her rear.. resulting her sex was sour and not so
swollen as the drug effect had receded..
all this while the light of the bedroom was on so that the men on the other end of the camera
could watch everything..
Nilanjana could catch some sleep in the morning but that was interrupted when Chintu leaked,
he said leaked but she still thought it was deliberate, his bladder into her mouth.. she had woken
up with a startle but the salty fluid had filled her mouth and some even entered her throat and
even her nostrils.. she pushed Chintu away and had rushed to the bathroom to rinse her mouth
off..
she spent over 20 minutes in the bathroom but still came out unsatisfied to find the bed wet
with Chintu's leak.. she had wanted to kill Chintu, but just then there was knock on the door of
the bedroom.. it could have been no other than Kumkum. Nilanjana looked at the watch.. it was
already 7 am..
Nilanjana almost froze in her... well she was not wearing any pants.. but chills ran up her spine..
Chintu ducked under the bed to look for space to hide.
but lucky for Nilanjana, Kumkum just passed in a note on a paper from under the door..
Nilanjana waited for some time before she could hear Kumkum's footsteps retreat.. it was a big
relief for her.. meanwhile Chintu extended his hand and got hold of the note..
the note mentioned that Kumkum was going to her friend's place and would be staying there
with her.. it smelled the difference between the two sisters which had come in during the last
day, but Kumkum avoided mentioning any such thing.. he gave the note to Nilanjana.. this had a
clear implication that the shopping trip due for today for two sisters was cancelled.. Nilanjana
did not know if she was pleased with it.. maybe Vicky would have created some problems in the
trip or the trip would have been an excuse away from Vicky... she was not sure if she had to be
happy.. relieved she sat down on the bed.. she had forgotten the foul taste in her mouth... her
stomach was growling.. she felt a strange feeling of emptiness and hollowness in her stomach..
her head was heavy and she was feeling dizzy at times..
Vicky had forced her to turn her maid away when the door bell rang, citing Chintu as the reason..
, she had faced one of the most embarassing moments of her life when she had gone to turn
back the maid in just a full size towel wrapped around her naked body and it turned out to be
the newspaper boy with the monthly bill, just seperated with grill door with iron mesh between
them.... she told him to come later as 'sahab' was not at home.. she later realized what the
meaning could be inferred from this statement..
maid had come on two minutes late and Nilanjana turned her down too.. Shanta bai had looked
at Nilanjana and her appearence in suspicion.. the maid knew that her husband was not at
home... but she shrugged her shoulders and went away saying that she will not take the pay cut
for the day as leave was from her side..
Nilanjana could just hope that the maid and newspaper person dont get togather and discuss
her out..
Coming back to her room, she saw Chintu sitting in the corner, trying to sleep.. she sat on the
other edge of the bed..
Nilanjana's pussy was sore.. it was dry and no more swollen.. but it had a strange feeling of lust..
she was feeling like a big void was created there.. her stomach was feeling cramps every now
and then .. she was hungry but with constant pressure building up in her bowels and the balls
adding extra pressure, she had wanted to use the toilet and relieve her bowels.. added to that
was her usual habit of relieving her bowels in the morning.. at the end, ashamed, Nilanjana had
called up Vicky to allow her to use the toilets..
Vicky had put her the conditions to complete all the home chores, including brooming and
sweeping the floors, dusting, doing the dishes and the clothes, including fixing the breakfast for
Chintu... and she had to do it all nude.. Nilanjana had begged to allow her one go in toilet but it
had all fallen on deaf ears.. rather Vicky told her that where Kumkum was and he would not
mind another kidnap round if she leaked or disobey..
she had worked for over three hours.. things she had not done before.. even during her low
income days, she had a luxury of a maid who worked for household chores..
cleaning the whole house and brooming the entire apartment.. completely naked.. in front of
the young boy and not knowing in front of how many men.. squatting was a big problem for her..
couple of times she even had to use her finger as a butt plug else she would not have been able
to control herself..she almost thought that her ass would burst anytime..
Chintu demanded the sandwiches and mango milkshake for breakfast. she spent about an hour
in the kitchen preparing it.. almost all the time dancing on one leg and the other to keep her
pressure under control.. and when she had offered him the breakfast in the bed, he told her that
it tasted all foul and threw the plate away.. the whole bedsheet was strewn with tomato ketchup
and shake..
she then did the dishes.. it was the worst thing and she hated doing it.. Nilanjana had hard time
squatting again.. washing clothes.. including the big bedsheet.. in fact she had to resort to old
night trick of arousing her clit to avoid her ass bursting out.. Chintu was watching it all and so
were the other men.. but the results were different.. it was already sore and dry unlike previous
night.. her womanhood was aching and the meagre arousing she achieved swapped a lot of
energy off her body.. the pressure did go into the background not by arousal but by the intense
pain.. by the time she had finished washing the clothes.. it had been over 4 hours that she had
been working.. , her already tired body due to previous hectic day and scant night sleep .. she
was feeling really tired and her each muscle was screaming for rest.. she was letting out loud
sighs everytime she got up.. she had still been grabbing her ass the whole time and it seemed
the pressure was getting on her head.. her stomach was screaming for something, she was not
feeling hungry due to her filled ass, but she was feeling a strange void..
she had called up Vicky for begging for permission for once her most intimate ritual of the day,
using her toilets.. she begged with him that she was feeling sick.. Vicky told her that he will be
sending her the medicines... he also allowed her to use the toilet, but if she would pull out the
balls in front of Chintu.. she had to clean the balls and then use the toilet.. and then request
Chintu to put the balls right into her womanhood....
Nilanjana had done as she was instructed.. she had not been in any position to deny any
requests.. no, not requests, they were orders from Vicky.. she had not even been even thinking
of refusing.. finally she had got the permission to pull out the balls from her anus.. but what
seemed to be so easy, was not so.. the balls just did not come out.. Chintu had inserted them in
the wrong order and the thread meant for pull out was deep buried in her ass under the balls..
reluctantly she had called Chintu in, who came in with a hankey on his nose.. Nilanjana had felt
this humiliating but then on second thought it was she who was performing most intimate act,
an act which wives dont want even their husband to be spectator to, in front of this young boy..
Nilanjana could not grip the balls with her hands.. she had to squat down on the floor to get
them out... she had let out a loud moan of pain as her tired thighs were resisting her bend down,
but they had no match when it came to pain in her ass.. she had not wanted to sit on the pot as
she did not want to retrieve the balls from inside the pot.. she squatted on the floor and one ball
came out from the ass.. with a loud plop.. she felt so relived when the second ball came out.. the
balls scratched the walls of her cavity as they came out, but the pain had been much less than
the releif she was feeling on the her anus.. the third ball came out with the momentum and the
toy dropped on the floor... it was clad with her brown shit of hers.. as per Vicky's instruction, she
had to wash the balls clean before going for relieving herself.. he had called her again for this
instruction and warned her of consequences if this happened.. when she had resisted..
Vicky : i was thinking of giving you laxatives and still you would have had to control it.. you are
not a two year clean pussy girl to let go of your shit in your pants.. he he..
these words were ringing in her mind.. she virtually had to use her left index finger to stop her
shit flowing out of her anus onto the bathroom floor.. she had kept her hand on her anus while
her right hand washed the balls clean.. she had used the liquid soap to ensure they were clean
and would not create infections.. it was hard but she had no options.. she only sat on the toilet
seat after the toy was clean.. had she been late a fraction of the second, she would have lost all
control and soiled the entire bath.. she closed her eyes in great relief as her bowels rushed
everything out with a blast.. her lips passed a loud moan of satisfaction... she opened her eyes
and though aware of Chintu's presence, still felt humiliated of the situation..
she had quickly washed herself .. but the toughest part was again to come.. she had to request
Chintu to insert the balls into her pussy again.. it had been more painful than she had expected it
to be..
not even 2 days into the whole ordeal, her modesty had evaporated.. she still lay thinking in the
back of the car, covered in her scanty dress.. she made no attempt to get up from the floor on
the back of the car.. problem was that she was not getting any time to think on how to get out of
the situation she was into, and each passing minute was just dragging her deeper into the mess..
her hands just rested on her pubic hair.. slowly the pain in there was limited just to the skin
where her pubic mound had been pulled from the skin as she was thrown into the car.. ,
Nilanjana did not bothering to lower her dress... getting over the chores of two households in a
day and when the day before she had not slept during the night.. she just lay, her arms and body
aching.. she was trying to take the much needed rest before, god knew what lay in store for her..
she felt her edges of the lips still sour.. very mechanically, she had invited Chintu for inserting the
balls into her pussy.. but the naughty Chintu had taken the oppurtunity to play game on her.. he
had taken the ball in his fist and rammed the fist, ball right into her lower abdomen, right on top
of her pubic mound.. her lungs skipped a breath due to the pain.. her knees buckled and she let
out a deep scream.. due to fear of being heard outside or taking the naughty oppurtunity, Chintu
had inserted one of the ball into her mouth.. gagging her.. he was trying to force the second ball
into her mouth till she realized what he was doing..
she gained her lost strength but it was already too late before she could push Chintu away... she
had called up Vicky to complain, but Vicky had mocked her for not even able to control a young
boy.. he told her that he was coming to give her the medicine and she should be ready in 30
minutes with balls inside her and already taken bath... she had just been about to keep the
phone when he added that she should give Chintu the parting gift by allowing him to give her
the bath..
Nilanjana's mind had revolted on the very fact of the young boy giving her the bath, but she
chose not to be humiliated again by refusing.. she tried to console her mind with the arguments
that this is the same boy who was f**king her betweeen her legs... and that her mouth had been
between his legs entire night..
she stood there as Chintu had inserted the balls inside her.. it had been very painful for her as
her womanhood was dry and the balls were really scratching the dry walls of her inner self.. only
her saliva had provided some lubrication for the toy... but her womanhood had fought a tough
war with the toy and ultimatly lost it with lot of pain inflicted..
Chintu had not minded his tricks even when he had bathed her... she was getting used to
nakedness in front of the boy as he had applied soap on her breasts and her body.. but he had
blown the foam on his hands into her open eyes, leaving her in miserable agony.. and as she had
been struggling opening her eyes, he had taken up the toilet cleaning brush and brushed it on
her pubic hair.. she resisted but opened her eyes to find him kinda posing with brush in his
hands, cleaning her pubic hair with his face towards the bathroom mirror..
Chintu had been more mischevious and he was touching her while bath as if he will never touch
a lady again.. he had been interrupted with the door bell..Chintu went to answer it.. he seemed
to be knowing who would be coming.. Nilanjana had tried to close the bathroom door but Vicky
opened it and stood there casually.. as if she were his wife..
Vicky had kept the dress on the bed and told her to come down in 5 minutes dressed in this
dress.. to her relief, Vicky had acknowledged the fact that she not be seen with him till she got
out of the society gates and had waited across the corner of the street.. Vicky also packed off
Chintu who seemed unwilling to go.. but Vicky was strict on him and threatened him if her pics
leaked out.. Vicky seemed so kind as he walked out of the apartment with Chintu, leaving Chintu
with some privacy of hers at last..
this kindness had not lasted long when she had to wear the dress.. it was just a skimpy dress,
rather more of a long tube top, just covering her buttocks.. she could not find any panties and
none of them were in her cupboard too.. so she had to walk pantiless down.. the bra, with
tranparent straps, was a size smaller cups so it made her breast flesh overflow from the cups..
and padding towards the lower of the cups ensured more push towards the upper side.. this
raised her clevage by about couple of inches, besides making her real uncomfortable with the
garment..
admist all the worries on her mind on how to go out in the dress, she wore the dress.. the other
box had the high heeled boots which ran right upto her thighs.. just when she bent a little to zip
the boots, she realized that all her dress had ridden up her bums, leaving her womanhood
naked.. the tight dress did not bother to go down till she had pulled it down.. but pulling it down
had other implications as the dress came off her shoulders and was really deep cut.. she had
really delicate balance between exposing her naked bums or expose more flesh on her chest..
And this was the dress she was wearing as she lay in the back of the car..
But she remembered that coming out of her apartment had not been feasible in this dress.. so
she had taken a dupatta and salwaar off one of her two suits and worn the salwaar to hide her
naked thighs and unusual long boots.. while the dupatta was used to hide her clevage and
shoulderless dress.. she was sure Vicky would not like this, but she had limited options getting
through the society..
Nilanjana walked down the stairs.. she was afraid of finding someone in the elevator.. she
sneaked past each floor .. and she heaved a sigh of relief when she was out of the building.. she
quickly crossed the gate and came onto the seat.. she had just got to walk around 200 mts on
the pavement to get around the corner, where Vicky was supposed to be waiting..
the high heels were comparatively, less painful then yesterday.. she was surely looking awkward
as her top seemed too tight, while the salwaar was inherently loose.. and people were not used
to looking at woman walking baring all her salwaar and she was surely turning heads... besides
the dark brown color top and cream color salwaar was not the right combination followed with
the cream colored dupatta..
she walked around the corner finding Vicky and Rohit sitting on the bike, waiting for her..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..
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..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 police 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..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 policeman 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 policeman 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..
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 police.. 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..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..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..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..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..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..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..
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..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..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 police.. she hoped police 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..
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 raped 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..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...the men cheered loudly.. things were hotting up inside the car as sharab
and shabab (liquour and lady) were all present.. and they could see the bus approaching,
meaning they had the right to use her naked bottoms... she could hear anything spoken bit
loudly in the car and all of those were just slangs and abuses..
Nilanjana stood silent, as if she was staring at her.... she hoped it would have been death... at
least she heard that death offered peace.. the bus was leaving her as unknown and as helpless..
but she knew the immediate future would not at all be peaceful..
the men could find the restlessness in her body as she tried her best to close her legs.. but
bending on her knees, it was not possible.. she tried her best to free herself, but it was just
futile..
she was shivering in fear...

the bus came and went.. she was so afraid that she forgot what she was supposed to do.. she did
not wave to the bus..
the man sitting from the next to the fat man on the rear, pulled out from the window of the
moving car.. she had heard him calling by the name of Jo..
Jo : so you did not wave... hmmm??
she was taken aback from the voice coming from her back.. her mind was so much occupied by
her fear and shivering, that she had not noticed him.. she could hardly see him still as he was
behind her and she had very limited angle to turn with her neck..
Nilanjana : ohh.. this.. i .. forgot... please..
Jo : we will make sure you do not forget..
Nilanjana : no.. pleee...
without listening to her pleas or response, he pulled himself back into the car.. Nilanjana looked
at him in horror.. she knew something was coming..
Nilanjana : OHHH ... PLEASE.. PLEASE... NOOO....I SAID I

FORGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..
air just passed out of her lungs.. her mouth was open.. her eyes widened.. her shoulders got
stiff.... pain filled her whole body..
Rohit had taken ample time and swing of his hands to strike her naked juicy bottoms... a slap like
which she had never had seen or heard.. today also she could not see it.. but she could feel it..
by the time she could react from the first spank on her fleshy, round and youthful bossom,
another one landed.. as hard as the previous one..
this one shook her up again and stung equally hard.. her bums were on fire and she felt she had
just sat down on the hot plate.. her mind was filled with fear, helplessnes, pain and anger.. her
head was telling her hands to rub the pain off the bums, but her hands were helpless again...
Nilanjana started banging on the roof of the car..
Nilanjana : YOU BASTARDS... HOW THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE... I WILL TEACH YOU HOW
TO HAN... HUH... UHHH... MMM.....UHHH...
her head dropped forward suddenly... her hands dropped lifeless on the metal of the roof.. the
saliva drooled from her mouth... her shoulders dropped... her arms swept across the roof as they
looked for some hold...her eyes shut... her face contorted in fresh pain..
Nilanjana : UHHH... MMMM.....NNNNNN... arghhh...
she gurgled on her saliva...
inside the car, the fat man had taken the oppurtunity to spank her and taking his powerful right
hand between her open knees, palm up, he had taken it full force.. and it had landed right on
her womanhood..
she felt that the balls inside her, had gone up in another 2 inches, scratching the depths of her
inside which she had felt were never ever invaded.. it seemed her organs had bounced inside her
as the impact had been head on... she wanted to grab her abused womanhood, but this basic
priviledge was not available to her.. her body wanted to roll into a fetal position, but that was not
possible... her legs lifted in air, exposing the meat in middle of her legs to everyone.. the pain she
felt was internal and had made her feel as if she could die.. she felt her whole midriff drown in
pain, which was coming from the inside..
Jo raised himself out of the window... looking at her.. still crumbling in pain, head hanging in
pain, he went down again and got the still camera and pulled himself out and clicked her.. and
went down again...
she could hear the men breaking in laughter..
the fat man grabbed and rubbed her womanhood... she wanted to close her legs in shame, but
her mind did not allow her... any cupping and rubbing was welcome to her terrified body.. the fat
man rubbed the her womanhood and he was please to stare into her red naked bums..
after minutes of rubbing which male voice : ohh she is wet..
she was indeed wet between her legs dispite the hit she had taken.. the squirming of her legs
due to pain, was forcing the balls inside her to continously rub on her g-spot.. she felt ashamed
of herself.. fighting her body, she kept her feet down on the seat.. barely had she stood on her
legs.....
Nilanjana : ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......................
this time it was Vicky who had raised his hand and as got it full force on her left breast... she
screamed in pain as tears dropped down her eyes.. her firm big left breast had rammed into the
right breast.. as her mamaries juggled on her chest..
the fat man leaned in the front, besides Vicky to watch her to breast grow red..
Nilanjana was in pure agony.. she wanted to rub her tender breast but she was helpless..
Vicky : did you not tell her that every time she forgot, she would be spanked 5 times..
Vicky seemed to be shouting and this was clearly intented for her..
Nilanjana (sobbing) : ohhh.. pleeee.. leave me.. leave me... i will do anything.. i will,... (she broke
down crying)... please...
she started banging the roof of the car in desperation..
5 times, means it had been just 4 till now.. 1 more was due.. suddenly she heard the big roar
from the men inside....
she looked up and soon located the source of excitement... a truck was approaching..
Vicky : ok guys.. cool.. let it come and lets see if she has learnt something... we will keep one slap
pending for later...
the truck fast approached the car as Nilanjana prepared to bow down into new bottoms of
slutiness..the truck was approaching fast.. she did not have to think what to do... she noticed Jo
leap out of the window... this further cleared the goal in her mind.. the driver slowed down the
car as they approached the truck..
the truck came and she waived her bra in her right hand and blew kisses from the left... she did
not have the courage to look up, but the truck driver was as crazy.. he blew whistles while the
helper watched in disbelief on what he was seeing.. Jo waived glee fully with the beer bottle in
his hand while the men inside the car cheered loudly... Nilanjana continued to waive... it seemed
moment of glory and fun and cheer all around.. but Nilanjana's eyes were full of tears... she
wanted to sink into the car.. but she did not even had that luxury...
she had not understood the rules of the game.. she was thinking she would be let off the hook..
but the guys discussed silently what to do... Rohit gave the idea and everybody nodded in
unison..
Rohit pulled out a pouch of powder from his shirt pocket.. it was packed in a polythene and
nicely rubber banded.. Vicky smiled at him while others looked inquisitively on what it was...
Rohit looked around and found a beer bottle... he emptied the remianing contents into his
mouth..
the driver looked back...
the driver : what is it??
Rohit : you will soon know..
he applied the pink colored powder outside the mouth of the bottle.. the bottle being wet from
just recent use, the powder stuck onto the brown bottle... Rohit emptied almost half the packet
on the rim of the mouth of the bottle..
Jo continued to stand outside the window looking at the scenery around...
meanwhile Nilanjana had her head lowered in shame.. it had all started with her exposure to her
brother in law and his friend.. and then the young kid ... the ride on the bike was horrible..
having to strip her salwaar on a traffic signal and having her breasts sucked.. she had been
washing clothes and cleaning up houses of others and that too when the lady was sleeping with
her husband, just feet away from her and she did not even realize... she sat naked in front of 5
men.. and she still was naked and helpless.. more helpless than ever before.. she was being
seperated from her own body.. , but standing out like this.. blowing kisses to public was also
worse..
Nilanjana (turning towards Jo) : ohh please.. please.. i beg you.. please request them.. i .... I am a
married woman..
Jo did not pay any attention towards her..
Nilanjana : please.e..... please.. (she joined her hands)
Nilanjana : ohh.. please let me in.. i am a married lady.. i will do everything you people say.. but
not this.. please... pleasee... i am begging you.. listen...
she was desperate.. but Jo did not even turn towards.. the men tugged him and he went down
into the car, leaving Nilanjana alone begging for mercy on deaf ears.. she broke into tears again,
lonely and helpless, being on public display.. blowing kisses to men... she thought about
Kumkum, at least she was safe and away from this.. that was the only consolation in her mind..
suddenly she felt someone pulling at her bums, spreading her ass cheeks apart.. the fat man was
pulling her bums apart..
Nilanjana : ohh pleaseeeeee.... what are you doing??
her protests were half hearted as she knew these men were just enjoying her protests and she
would not be shown any mercy..
she tweaked her thighs to offer some resistance but that was overcome easily as Jo held her
across her naked waist.. Rohit handled her long choti away from her lower back with his left
hand and held the mouth of the bottle on the entrance of her ass...
Nilanjana : pleasee.. nooo... ... nooo.. please..
she did not know what was coming, but she was sure that something was going to get into her
opening of her bowels.. nothing had gone into the virgin tight hole till a day before, till the young
Chintu had inserted the balls in there.. and less than even 24 hours her rectum was being
attacked again...
Rohit stopped for a minute the mouth of the bottle was right on the entrance..
Vicky pulled himself out of his window and looked at the sweating Nilanjana.. she was horrified
and was preparing herself for the pain which was going to come..
Vicky held his digital camera in the movie mode..
Nilanjana : ohh please.. Vicky.. i ... i am your bhabhi..
Vicky did not reply.. he just adjusted the angle and focus of the camera..
Nilanjana : please.. please.. please stop it.. not for me.. for your brother's sake.. please..
Vicky did not reply..
Nilanjana : i will do any..

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.....BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB
the shriek went off.. the driver felt his ears tearing.. the car shook despite being loaded with 6
adults... her hands desperatly wanted to reach her bums and console them.. but they were
helpless and were banging the roof of the car loudly... she was throwing her head side to side..
forward and then back...
Nilanjana : OHHHH.... OHHH... MYY... NOOO.. PLEEEE... ... OHHH... HAVE ... MERCY ON ME..
PLEASE...
the fat man had pushed the bottle full thrust into Nilanjana's tight ass... the golden paper on the
mouth of the bottle scratched the insides of her ass as it slipped in..
Nilanjana felt huge pain as the bottle lodged into the depths of her ass..
Vicky continued to record her reactions..
Nilanjana : ohh Vicky.. OOOHHH... AHHHH... PLEASE... PLEASE .. Vicky.. KILL ME... PLEASE...
inside the car
Rohit : pull it out..
the fat man pulled out the bottle.. it was all covered in shit..it was strong bottle and had not
broken.. he wanted to push it back in again, but Rohit took the bottle from his hand and threw it
out of the window...
the fat man : ohh Rohit, it would have been fun doing it couple of times more..
Rohit smiled..
the fat man : ohh Rohit, come on .. take one more bottle.. let the fun continue..
Rohit : come on.. fun will start now.. the powder we applied was....(he paused)...
Jo : what was it? tell us..

Rohit (with a naughty smile) : it was an itching irritant.. khujli ka powder..
the three men, including the driver looked on with big eyes.. gleaming in lust..the men inside the
car left out cool sighs in excitement and pity on the poor lady..
Nilanjana did not know what had happened.. she was just relieved that the invading object was
gone and her mucles around her ass could relax a bit, though she was expecting another
invasion... but she was not aware that the damage had been done... the mild itching that had
started pretended to be the after effects of the foreign object invasion...
Nilanjana tried to ignore the sensation ..
couple of cars and jeeps passed, but they were not white in color for Nilanjana's relief and none
of the bus and trucks appeared in the horizon too.. but she could feel everybody looking at her
from the passing vehicles.. the scene of a lady hanging out of the car roof with naked shoulders
was enough to turn heads and the naughty few, rural men would go to the extent of blowing
whistles.. she felt everybodies eyes on her...
15 minutes passed, each vehicle that appeared on the horizon was in luck with Nilanjana's
hopes... by now she had sub conciously started feeling the itching deep inside her ass.. she had
started to slightly shift her weight from one leg to the other and feeling bit uncomfortable, but it
was still under the boundary of being a routine and not had gotten the attention of Nilanjana..
who was currently more worried about other things..and her worst fear came true... a white car..
the men broke into whistles again.. beer bottles were opened and high fives exchanged as the
car approached... Nilanjana grabbed her white bra in her hand and waived to the couple sitting
in the car and her left hand blowing kisses.. initially the couple thought, she needed help and
slowed down a bit, but as the car sped away from them, the couple too took off.. the husband
looked way on in the rear view mirror..
tears filled the corners of Nilanjana's eyes..

she resigned to the fate when she felt male fingers circle her left nipple in the closing spiral, ever
so softly starting from the base of her breasts, moving in circles and closing in on her left nipple..
within a moment another hand, that of Jo had started circling her right nipple..
she felt blood rush to her breasts and nipples..
little did she know that Rohit and Jo had been applying the remaining itching powder on her
breasts.. her breast went hard and nipples stood poking erect.. the drugs were working on her...
and the drugs were also working on her womanhood.. the itching had been growing deep inside
her ass and she had started to feel uncomfortable about it.. as she shifted her weight from one
leg to the other more visibly, pressing her thighs togather, trying to rub the itching out of her
ass.. and in the process she was rubbing the balls on the super sensitive walls of her
womanhood.. she was wet inside her womanhood by now and worse part was that her mind
was not aware of it... her mind still lingered on the fingers closing in on her both nipples as two
hands closed down on the crown of her breasts..
Rohit and Jo co-ordinated as both of them took the itchy powder in their hands and pinched her
erect nipples hard to transfer all the powder onto them..
Nilanjana shrieked in sweet pain as her nipples were pinched.. her mind protested but the
nipples wanted to be pinched and tortured and caressed as Nilanjana stood outside the car,
helpless..the itching deep inside her ass was becoming too bad now.. it had risedn exponentially
over the period.. she just wanted to insert someone to scratch the insides of her... but it was like
walking in public, wearing a skirt and the lady could not scratch it... but this was not ordinary
itching.. it was becoming bad to worse...
Nilanjana : ohhh my... what is happening...
the men inside were listening to her squirms and noises.. they knew what they were for, though
Nilanjana was hesistant talking about it.. she had been taught to be hesistant.. but no one taught
her what to do when she were standing naked in front of the men, naked, irritant powder inside
her ass causing her discomfort to the extreme and her hands unable to reach to her help..
she was virtually marching on the spot, trying her best to close her legs closed so that the walls
of the insides of her ass could rub and quench the thirst... but it was getting too feeble comfort
to be noticed...
rather it was taking its toll on her cunt as the drugs and the little toy were forcing her
womanhood wet..
her groans of discomfort had slowly mixed with the moans of pleasure waves which had started
errupting from her hot womanhood... her mind was totally trapped between the two drowning
experiences.. it just shouted for someone to insert his finger deep inside her ass and scratch the
hell out of it, but within the same brain, the organ for modesty did not allow this to happen.. the
moans continued unabated from her mouth..
Nilanjana : UMMMM... YEAHHHHHHH... OHHHH.. PLEASEEEE......... NOOOO... EEEEE....
second by second, the moans grew larger as her womanhood masturbated herself towards the
threshold in front of the five men.. the driver stopped the car as Nilanjana was leaning towards
him... the three men in the rear too were drawing their heads in the front of
Nilanjana continued to rub her clit.. the moans were as loud as shouts.. she was just looking for
the trigger.. her hands were thrashing wildly... she could not take it any more.. she just wanted to
touch herself and let it go..
Vicky knew what was happening... he had held many women in helpless situations...a truck
drove by, but Nilanjana ignored the truck... she did not pay wave or blow kisses to the truck...
she closed her eyes as the immense pressure was building up in her cunt.. but Vicky had not
closed his eyes...
Nilanjana : ohhh .... ppppppp... ohhhh... ahahhhh...
the itching had drowned in the sense of pleasure... suddenly Vicky slapped Nilanjana right on the
opening of her womanhood... t
Nilanjana : OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH..
her body broke into spasms as the touch of Vicky's hands was enough to get her over the riff..
her womanhood had broken into the wild long held organsm... her womanhood was blurting out
liquid.. another slap and all the ejaculation rained in all directions of the onlooking 5 men... Vicky
continued the hits, which were not less in intensity, but Nilanjana did not notice them as she was
riding on the waves of pleasure...
her head had dropped forward again... her arms were looking for something to be grabbed.. not
finding anything, her arms rested on her elbows and grabbed and ripped her own hair.. her feet
had lost the foot hold on the edge of the seat and she struggled to gain it again...
the sixth slap from Vicky right on her womanhood got her into the senses.. she realized what she
had been through and felt ashamed... she realized the pain with the slaps on the small Nilanjana,
but the pain was too feeble and drowned in the sensation of extreme itching in her helpless
ass..the cars came in passed by.. the men did not spare her mammaries and her bums and
pinched them very hard.. all across she was having the feeling the pain due to repeated pinching,
the feeling of lust and unfulfilled sex, even though she had had an violent and humiliating
organsm in front of all these men...
the itching was becoming unbearable in her body.. she just wished her hands to get down and
scratch the hell out of her.. itchng deep inside her ass was causing her continusly shifting on her
legs..
Just as one of the bus passed, she waved helplessly and violently, still hating what she had to do..
but then she did not want to increase her troubles by being spanked all over again.. but it was
not what she wanted.. the fat man inside the car had already acting on her womanhood.. he was
rubbing her pussy lips togather..
the itching continued to worsen.. her reluctance was stopping her from asking one of this men to
scratch her private parts, since all her pleas to let her free were futile till now.. the sun roof was
now almost pressing her back in, had it not been curved from the edges, the sun roof would
have dug into her skin..
she was still pressing her legs togather.. the sweet irritation in her ass was getting unbearable..
she just wanted to get it scratched.. she still did not know why it was happening, but she smelled
something foul the way her mammaries and ass were flaming with immense itching..
Nilanjana : ohhh .. what have you people done.. please.. this is becoming..... un bearable..
she was not sure wether someone was listening.. the little bit of modesty left in her mind did not
allow her to speak so loudly..she was shifting violently from one foot to the other, to scratch her
ass.. she was trying to stand on her feet so that she could close her legs to make internal
scratching, even though feeble, more effective.. pulling herself she wanted to squeeze her soft
mammaries along the tight sunroof opening.. this was painful but pain was least of her problems
in front of the wild itch on her mammaries.. but despite all efforts she could not her breasts
over..except for few painful millimeters as her big boobs hung just under the roof of the car
under agony of itching..
Nilanjana : (almost shouting in rage) ohh please.. ohh please.. someone... ohh.. take pity on me..
please..
Jo (from the car) : ohh what happened darling.. (pulling himself out of the window)...
Nilanjana did not even care about the adjective he used to
Nilanjana : ohh please leave me..
Jo : (looking down in the car) guys.. she wants us to leave her..
guys : ohh .. we never held her.. ask her... (and all broke into laughter..)
Jo : darling, no one has held you.. how can we..
Nilanjana : ohh .. please.. these ants are roaming all over my body.. ohh please..
Jo : ohhh.. !!! ants... guys.. can you see any ants??
guys : (in unison) NOOOOOOOO.......
Nilanjana : ohh please... please.. lea... (she broke into almost second string crying.. helf begging
half crying)..
Jo : i think she needs help.. lady how can we help you..
Nilanjana : ohhh please.. ohhhh.. this is ... please.. my ... it is burning like hell.. please.. my ...
chest..
just then she felt a shower of liquid go bang on her naked breasts.. Vicky had blown a mouth full
of beer on her breasts..
Vicky : fire seems settled?? is it??
all men break into laughter..
Nilanjana : ohhh please.. please.. this is no joke.. i want to ... please .. it is itching..
Jo : where??
Nilanjana : ohh please.. it is itching on my... ..
Jo : louder i can't hear..
Nilanjana : ohh.. on my chest.. DAMNIT..
Jo : so you want us to scratch your...
Jo looked down.. but looked at Nilanjana again.. Nilanjana never requested them to scratch her,
though she wanted to.. and she could not deny this offer..
Jo : they say they dont understand chest..
Nilanjana : ohhh.. please..

Jo : what please??
Nilanjana : ohhh... my... chest.. damn it..
Jo looked at her, pretending blank..
Nilanjana : ohhh please.. my breasts.. please scratch them..
Jo : (looking into the car) ohh .. please scratch her breasts.. she is feeling itching there..
the fat man (from the car) : which one.. left or right?/
Jo (to Nilanjana) : which one.. left or right??
Nilanjana : ohhhh... (gulping) both.. please..
Vicky moved his hands ever so lightly on her breasts..
Nilanjana : ohhh .. please no.. no.. no... NOOOO..
the light feather touch was adding to her woes as it tickled.. she shivered as the light tickling ran
down her breasts.. her nipples hardened instantly..
Vicky : where do i scratch?? here??

touching the base of her breasts...
Jo : answer him.. Nilanjana..
Nilanjana : (shouting) no.. please.. more. above..
Vicky moved a little above.. his hands were still soft..
Nilanjana : ohh please.. more h... h.. harder.. please..
Vicky grabbed her breasts in his hands and scratched.. teasing and avoiding her nipple... the
most sensitive region,..
Nilanjana : ohh please.. more above..
Vicky : where???
Nilanjana : ohhh.. please.. up.
Vicky : up where?
Nilanjana : on my nippless.. please.. ohhh.. goddd..
Vicky smiled and other broke into laughter.. Nilanjana knew what evoked the laughter.. but she
had no other option.. her body was getting infected with the itching...
the driver : she is a slut.. even now her nipples are erect..
she let out moans of relief and slight pleasure as Vicky pinched and rubber her hard erect
nipples, crowning her big breasts..
Jo : he is asking if they should rub your ass too...Standing naked, helpless, she was requesting
those vulgar bastards scratch her private parts.. she felt so helpless.. and then here was this man
asking her if she needed help deep inside her ass.. and to no suprise of her helpless brain, which
was bowing and ducking under all modesty barriers, she wanted to accept the offer..
Nilanjana nodded in affirmative..
Jo : what.. say.. do you want us to scratch your ass??
Nilanjana hesitated for a minute.. even after giving her nod, but that moment of extreme itching
inside her ass was enough for her to resign..
Nilanjana : (softly) yes..
Jo : yes or NO?? i cant hear anything..
Nilanjana : yess.. yess.. please..
the men broke into another mischeivious laughter.. Nilanjana had tears in her eyes..
the car stopped and the door to the rear, right of Nilanjana opened and Jo jumped out of the
car.. she did not what was going on.. but she was sure something was on with respect to
scratching of her ass.. this was not a long surprise.. to her horror Jo was holding a two feet long
branch of the tree, about 1.5 inches to two inches in diameter and with leaves on the other side
in front of her face..she looked at the branch of tree with horror on her face.. it had rough
surface and no way could they use it on her tender ass.. and she knew they were going to use it
on her.. for a moment, she forgot the itching up her ass... it was full minute since her eyes were
wide, looking at the branch and voice came out of her throat..
if she would have been a free woman, she would have snatched this branch from Jo and hit him
on his head.. but she knew this would not help in her current position.. her hands instinctively
folded in begging position, begging for mercy..
jo laughed as Vicky came out of the other side and clicked a picture of Nilanjana begging..
Vicky : he he.. in the pic, it seems you are praying the branch to quench your thirst.. he he..
Nilanjana : please.. please.. Vicky, this it too much.. i .. i already said sorry for what.. what i did to
you.. i have already paid a price.. Vicky.. pl..
Vicky ignored her pleas and went inside the car..
Nilanjana : (now shouting) ohh Vicky.. PLEASE.. PLEASE.. VCY.. I AM YOUR BHABHI.. PLEASE..
DONT DO THIS TO ME..
she turned on the other side to find Jo also inside the car as she heard the door shut.. the car
had starting moving ahead.. and just then she felt two hands split her bums apart to reveal her
ass hole...she looked at the branch of tree with horror on her face.. it had rough surface and no
way could they use it on her tender ass.. and she knew they were going to use it on her.. for a
moment, she forgot the itching up her ass... it was full minute since her eyes were wide, looking
at the branch and no voice came out of her throat..
if she would have been a free woman, she would have snatched this branch from Jo and hit him
on his head.. but she knew this would not help in her current position.. her hands instinctively
folded in begging position, begging for mercy..
jo laughed as Vicky came out of the other side and clicked a picture of Nilanjana begging..
Vicky : he he.. in the pic, it seems you are praying the branch to quench your thirst.. he he..
Nilanjana : please.. please.. Vicky, this it too much.. i .. i already said sorry for what.. what i did to
you.. i have already paid a price.. Vicky.. pl..
Vicky ignored her pleas and went inside the car..
Nilanjana : (now shouting) ohh Vicky.. PLEASE.. PLEASE.. VCY.. I AM YOUR BHABHI.. PLEASE..
DONT DO THIS TO ME..
she turned on the other side to find Jo also inside the car as she heard the door shut.. the car
had starting moving ahead.. and just then she felt two hands split her bums apart to reveal her
ass hole...
Nilanjana tried to tweak her midriff to get out of the grip of the hands.. she was successful
initially but she herself knew she did not even stand a chance till she was trapped in this
sunroof..she tried hard to puch the roof back against the hydraulic levers and motor which held
it firmly.. she tried till she was almost hurting herself in this loosing battle.. she did not loose
hope against all lost hopes even as the men inside regained control on her ass cheeks again.. but
each second, her fingers were trembling and the force she could apply was getting feeble...
she pushed and pushed but to no avail.. suddenly she felt something hard pressing against her
ass hole..
Nilanjana : (desperate) OHHH.. NOOO.. FOR GOD SAKE.. NOO.. I AM.. I WILL DO ANYTHING.. THIS
WILL
TEAR.......AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh
hhh
the shrill scream filled the air.. the men were sure it would have been heard up an hill as the
wood was forced inside the soft rectum of the poor lady.... then there was no voice for about 20
seconds, 20 long seconds.. then the banging on the roof of the car began.. it was not violent, but
clearly begging requesting, pleading for mercy as she feared the insides of her rectum would
tear, if not already..
another veil went out as it was pushed further deep... it was a shrill veil.. Nilanjana was now
gasping for air.. the fat man was in control of the things.. he was holding the branch and all the
men were enjoying each minute of it..
Nilanjana : OHHH.. HH... PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON ME... I WILL DO ... I WILL... DO.. WHAT YOU
ALL WANT.. OHH PLEASE NO...PLEASE.. PLEASE TAKE IT
OUT..AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEE
EE... AWWWWWWW
the third veil went off as the fat man tried to twist the wood inside her ass... the branch was
firmly embedded deep inside her rectum..
the driver stopped the car and pressed the button to open the sun roof.. Nilanjana literally fell
inside the cabin of the car and lay face down on the front dashboard of the car.. her legs on the
floor, spread across the gear bar.. the branch embedded in her ass like a tail and the leaves made
it look more funny.. her hands instinctively went on her ass to pull the invading monster from
her ass,
the fat man : touch the branch and it will twist and tear your interiors..
a slight tweak is all it took for Nilanjana to realize the seriousness of the threat and her hands
withdrew..
the fat man : get your hands down baby.. i know a doctor who would like to treat you there.. he
he..
the fat man used the branch as a remote control.. every time he twisted the branch anti-
clockwise, she virtually moved towards Vicky to avoid the rough branch surface from tearing her
ass.. and everytime he moved it clockwise, she had to lean in the lap of the driver...
the game went on as Nilanjana danced in front of the five men, naked, to save her ass...the men
laughed as the fat man sitting in the middle remote controlled her dance with the stick
embedded deep inside her ass...
she was able to avoid the pain in her ass as she twisted to the tunes of the stick, but she felt
really humiliated.. she was forced into the laps of the two men.. she was virtually kissing the
tents in their pants.. and in the manner the fat man manipulated her dance made it more
embarassing.. the moment she started to plead or her hands made her way to her spread,
invaded spinChintuer, the fat man twisted the stick.. and she had to adjust and concentrate on
saving her ass again.. adding to the humilaition was the way the rough PVC dashboard was
rubbing her big breasts, or she was rubbing them against it.. her breasts and nipples were deep
red with the rubbing, but she was feeling some relief with the itching on her breasts..
Rohit : where is your bra, Nilanjana bhabhi?
Jo : ohh yeah, BHABHI.. he he he .. ha ha.. still bhabhi.. he he..
Nilanjana did not reply.. she had not even heard the question properly as fat man had twisted
the stick and she was bending into the drivers crotch...virtually kissing him..
Vicky : ohh, she has old habit of forgetting her undergarments everywhere..
Rohit : Jo, why dont you retreive it from the roof??
Nilanjana lay catching some breath with her head resting in the lap of the driver.. waiting for the
next twist.. meanwhile Jo pulled himself up to find no bra on the roof top..
Jo : (looking inside) hey it is not there...
Jo : (looking inside) I can see some white cloth about there.... yeah.. that is her bra.. he he...
Rohit opened the door and got down of the car.. Nilanjana realized that there was something
going on as she had got a break off the branch twisting in her ass for a while..
Rohit : yeah. seems like it is.. we should go and get it...
the driver : you think i am a fool, driving the vehicle back and forth.. i suggest we go back now..
we are too far away from the city..
the fat man : hey Vicky, dont forget your promise.. we came here for an assignment... and work
has not yet begun..
Nilanjana lay in the lap of the driver as his fingers were roaming in her hair as if she was a small
girl.. other than that no one was paying her any attention to her.. Nilanjana felt like an object.. no
one bothered to consult her and tell her what was going on.. she just lay there naked and
spread, with the branch holding out from her spread, tortured ass.. she did not even know that
the object to fetch, on which this discussion among others, was one of her undergarments.. she
feared that the work could only be related to harming her.. probably they wanted to kill her..
Vicky (to driver) : hey man, we cant turn back.. we have to complete the work we came here for..
it will be late in the night..
Nilanjana felt that Vicky seemed to be reluctant to discuss the work before her..
the driver : then let us forget turning back for silly purposes and hurry up..
Vicky : why does not the owner run up and fetch the object..
the fat man's eyes gleamed in anticipation....
the fat man : yes.. what an idea..
he too got out of the car.. while Jo continued to stand up half outside the window... Vicky too
opened the door and walked out..
the driver : hey... hey.. you slut.. get out of the car..
Nilanjana got up from his lap and looked around.. everybody else was out of the car.. and
streching to relieve themselves of the fatigue of sitting so long... it was a secluded spot and no
one in the world would know if they killed her here..
Nilanjana looked on, bending at her waist.. too afraid to get out..
Vicky : COME ON OUT... HERE...
Nilanjana was shivering in fear.. she moved towards the left door.. raising her naked legs, over
the gear handle, she tried coming out towards the left door... her upper body bent, and
negotiating the gear panel, she stumbled and fell on her bums on the seat.. she let out a pain
wrinching scream as the branch moved inside and scratched her inner of her ass..
Vicky grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her out..
Vicky : come out, my darling bhabhi.. come out..
Nilanjana : ohh please.. pllllll.. dont.. dont kill me...
Vicky smiled to the fat man as she was shivering with fear.. her hands joined in front of her.. the
darkness had started to set in... due to fear of her life, she was neither covering her big
mammaries which were red due to continous scratching.. her sexy midriff was naked and the
beautiful round navel on top of her plump belly just looked lucious... her thick pubic triangle,
between her sexy meaty thighs, was exposed to the world as she stood on the side of the
isolated highway..
Nilanjana : nooo.. please.. Vicky...
Rohit came to her side and clicked her... Nilanjana was taken by surprise as she looked at Rohit
who was examining the shot..
Rohit : wow.. what a shot.. the branch is sticking from her ass like a tail.. he he..
Nilanjana suddenly became aware of the humiliating pose she was offering due to that branch..
her hand instinctively moved to her behind to pull the invading object out of her ass...
Vicky : DARE YOU TOUCH THAT BHABHI..

Vicky : bhabhi, where is your bra??
Nilanjana : please let me take this..
Vicky : I ASKED YOU WHERE IS YOUR BRA?
Nilanjana : please.. i dont know... i dropped it off..
the driver : Vicky, please leave all this .. let us get to...
Vicky (raised his hands in command indicating the driver to stop) :.. she dropped her bra way
back... (he pointed to direction they came from)..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. why was he concerned about her bra??
Vicky : now you will run and fetch the your bra..
Jo : I told you.. she does not like wearing her undergarments.. isnt it, bhabhi?? he he (stressing
on the last word)..
Vicky : you do as you are told.. ok?
Nilanjana : please.. i cant go like this...
Vicky : why?? what is the problem like this ??
Nilanjana : please.. i ..i... (she looked around for some support)..
Rohit : say bhabhi..
Vicky looked at Nilanjana...
Nilanjana : please.. i .. am... please.. give me something to wear..
Vicky : ohhhh.. you know what bhabhi?? u have been naked in front of us for more than two
hours now...in fact we have seen more of your skin and your pussy and your breasts more than
you have seen yourself.. isnt it bhabhi??
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. she was shocked at the crude reality.. more than that the words he
had been using were too crude for her.. she used her arms and elbows to scatch her breasts as
she folded her hands
Vicky : moreover, dress you would wear would not lower down due to that... he he he... that..
that new tail of yours..
Nilanjana looked down in shame.. her once, so private parts were in open and taking the brunt
in front of the crowd of men.. and she could not do anything..
Vicky : besides, no one is around to see you.. see...
indeed there was no one around except for a distant group of cyclers coming down the road..
very distant though..
Nilanjana : please Vicky, try to understand.. you cant send me like this.. i ... i ..
Vicky frowned at Nilanjana..
Nilanjana : (firmly) i am not going like this..i am your bhabhi..Vicky ..
Vicky : you are my bhabhi.. Kumkum is my .... welll....sister in law...i dont think it is illegal to have
phy.
Nilanjana : shut up.. shut up .. Vicky..
Nilanjana looked down.. the very name of Kumkum being dragged in here unsettled her and
made her aware of the relality..
Vicky : good.. bhabhi.. now you are going to run down the road.. and fetch that bra.. and I hope
you do that before those cyclists come down from the opposite side.. isnt it??
Nilanjana : please.. i cant go like....
Vicky : you are going like you are.. and you cant pull that stick out of you ass till we tell you to..
come what may. or i have other lovely asses.. like your sisters,...
Nilanjana gave Vicky a long angry scare..
Vicky : now run.. if you want to reach before those cyclists..
Nilanjana knew she had no option.. but to run.. she had already been seen naked and had taken
humiliation beyond imagination frome these.. she walked away from the men.. and soon picked
up pace.. walking naked and bare foot on the road.. towards the garment which was about two
hundred meters..
Vicky smiled and looked at the fat man..
Vicky : come.. let us discuss the other task at hand..she could see the white garment about 250
meters away or so.. she could also hear Vicky and co. whisteling at her.. her walk had become lot
modified under the pressures of objects inside her.. her legs were spread apart as much as
possible... the balls inside her womanhood were rubbing her clit all the time and to her surprise
her body was responding.. the branch inside her ass was hurtling like hell every time she had her
legs closed, but the rubbing also made her feel better against the itching powder...
she looked back.. cyclists were fast approaching.. and the position she was in, she looked inviting
to any men.. and she did not want to get into the problems with the new men.. at least the
people in the car, as cruel they have been, were her only security against the other men... and
she wanted to get into their shield as early as possible..
the slope was favouring her and she started to run.. her run was awkward as every time her legs
came close, the branch would bite her inside her ass... moreover as she ran, everytime the
branch slanted downwards, it hit its sharp edges right into the meat inside her... she held the
branch with one hand, to avoid it angling down... and ran quick... she did not want to be caught
by those cyclists.. her ass and long mane swayed as she ran, holding her tail in place..
the road was a proper mettled road and was surprisingly clean without any pebbles.. else
running bare foot would have given her lot of injuries.. but what is good is not realized and she
did not get any reason to be happy...
it had started raining, to add to her woes.. the road was becoming slippery.. it was a slight drizzle
of start with but she could see a big black cloud eclipsing the sun already....
she was taking this oppurtunity to rub some itching on her big breasts.. the itching powder had
made her highly uncomfortable and her nipples were burning... but the more she rubbed her
nipples, the more sensous she felt.. they were hard and poking out like nails off her soft but red
breasts...
to the men behind, who cheered and whistled, leered at her... she looked a scene running, one
hand grabbing the branch up her ass and the other rubbing her big breasts.. Meanwhile, the fat
man and Vicky were busy discussing some plan and stood in front of the car.. while Jo, Rohit and
the driver watched the swaying figure of the running naked lady..o wanted to go for the leak
towards the bushes... but rht held his hands and whispered something into his ears..
By the time Nilanjana had reached the garment, her big breasts were aching due to continous
running without any support.. they were bouncing on her chest with each step as she took...she
was panting as she bent to pick up her bra..
she turned to look back.. the approaching cyclists were moving closer to the car.. and if she did
not hurry. she would surely be in trouble..
she started back... the rain had increased and her feet was slipping..
the advantage of slope she had enjoyed in the first half of the run was now acting against her..
her big breasts were aching at the base where they connected with the chest, but on the surface
they were in tatters against the iching and they were almost red with irritation.. but on the core
the drug was acting to keep them hard flesh of pure escatsy as she wanted someone to grab
them and mash them..
her ass was on constant attack from the itching powder and the getting banged by the branch
from the inside, as she held onto it from one hand... but her womanhood was on fire as the
running thighs rubbed the ball continously on her g spot..
meanwhile,
vcy (to other guys) : where has she reached??
rht mockingly pointed to the stumbling and running nln... she was running against all odds like
an ape.. it had been over 17 years since she had sprinted .. and today when she had been doing
it against all odds... her body was naked, infected with itching, raw tree branch invading her
most private parts and yet her body was on verge of sexual organsm...
the climb seemed steep and her legs were tired.. Nilanjana huffed and puffed as she struggled to
reach back to the car.. she was doing good against the cyclists, and she wanted to beat them..
Rohit whispered something in the ears of Vicky... Vicky looked dazed into Rohit eyes..
Vicky : do you really want to do this??
Rohit smiled..
Vicky : we are just near the village we have to get into.. just little less than a kilometer..
Rohit : so you have planned it all?? is it?
Vicky : yes..
Rohit : then... we can have it for that distance only.. this will be perfect..
Vicky looked at Rohit and both exchanged a naughty smile..
Nilanjana was struggling.. her huffs and puffs had converted into moans of pain and pleasure..
the continous rubbing of her g-spot against the ball had got her to the brink of the organsm...
her heart wanted her thighs to give a tight squeeze and get over the edge... but her mind
wanted her to stop.. it did not want her body to go over the edge in this humilaiting way.. but at
the same time her mind wanted to win the race against the cyclists..
finally the confused mind lost the race and her thighs pressed togather.. her body convulsed into
the organsm... as she pressed her legs togather, the branch hit her deep into her ass and
stumbled out onto the wet road... she must have been hit hard but her mind was too occupied
to notice that.. she collapsed on the road and one hand rubbed her cunt while the other pressed
and mashed her breasts.. the cyclists were approaching and the rain falling hard now.. but
Nilanjana was out of this world..seconds turned into minutes.. she got into her senses as she
heard the men whisteling and screaming...
Vicky had walked towards her as he thought that she had fallen down.. he asked Jo and Rohit to
help her..
little did he know that the drugs, combined with other toy, had drowned her senses so much
that she was having the pleasure moments right in the middle of the public road, naked..
Nilanjana felt awful hatred towards her own self when she realized what she had been doing.. all
the drugs and toys were on one side, but her mind expected her to win over these.. but the poor
body had hardly had any strength left to fight these powerful stimulants.. tears filled her eyes..
Through the tear filled eyes, she looked up to see the cyclists approaching.. she was still half way
to the car.. she did not want to get into that mess.. with lots of physical and mental agony, she
got up and started running towards the car... she had a meagre chance of making it closer to the
car when these cyclists caught up with her... almost no chance that she could reach the car
before them...
she ran her breath out.. just few meters from the car, she met the cyclists.. who whistled... she
had a brief look at them, but chose to keep her eyes down.. from a brief look, she could tell
these were some kind of village guys and would definatly would have taken their chances had
Rohit and Jo not run upto the her... Nilanjana hid her charms, whatever she could from the 3
cyclists..
she was glad they did.. even Vicky did not want to leave her vulnerable in front of those guys..
but the cyclists had a good look at her and chose not to confront the car full of men... they rode
on, though most of the distance their head were turning 180 degrees to have another look..
Nilanjana did not know if to thank these guys for help... even before she could think anything,
Rohit and Jo and the driver were into the open rear trunk of the compact car.. they were hanging
onto the side handles and standing ..
the car had started moving, and Nilanjana was still about 15 yards from the car... these men
were quick and jumped into the open rear gate of the car and stood on the trunk of the car,
though the car was moving on the second gear, just at 10-12 kmph..
Nilanjana noticed the fat man driving the car..she was panting heavily and now that she was
about to reach the car, the destination seemed to running away from her..
Nilanjana : OHHHHHH>... UUUUHHHHH... PLE... UHHH.. AAAAHHH.. PLEASE....

Jo : come on.. come on..
Rohit : come on bhabhi, give us your hand.. get in..
the two men held out their hands... Nilanjana used all her remaining strength to reach them..
but the car was just a bit too quick.. she was closing in on the distance, but it was still a way to
go..
she remembered that she had forgotten the branch off her ass when she fell down.. this was
helping her run quickly.. but the toy inside her womahood was causing some brief stunts on her
g-spot.. but right it was giving more agony to her body than pleasure as her body could not cope
with another organsm, just so close to the previous one..
she gave it another chance and leaped forward to get hold of Jo's hand..
Rohit : come on... come on.. he let out his left hand.. as Nilanjana gave him her right hand..
Jo : come on faster...
the car had accelerated a bit.. she was just an arms distance away but she could not jump in at
this speed.. the only option she had was to keep the pace with running...
Rohit and Jo had held her hands firmly..
Nilanjana : ohhhhh... PLE>.... OHHHH.. AHHHHHHHHH... STOP>.... OHHHH..
Nilanjana was now panting heavily... her thighs were aching.. so was her womanhood.. her
breasts were aching too.... her feet was have blisters now... but she concentrated on her legs to
keep the running pace, else she would have been dragged or fallen harshly on the road.. her legs
were tiring.. her lungs were beating full speed.. she could feel her heart hammer in her head..
she looked up at Rohit to have another request..
Nilanjana : ohh pleas..... ohhhh.. pohh.. pl.. nooo.... nnnn.. ahahhhhhhhhhhh... what are... y...
uuhhh... what are yo.... you doing...
she noticed the three men pulling out their cocks out of their pants.. driver had both his hands
free, while Rohit used his right and Jo his left hand, with their other hand gripping her hands
tightly...
Nilanjana : nooo... uuuhhhh... ahahhhh... nnnn... bnot this..
she tried to scream, but her lungs were already operating full load... she noticed the three dicks,
pointing right onto her like rifles...she tried screaming again as if it would have had made any
effect in this lonely jungle space at the dusk time..
she was helpless as the first stream of hot yellow liquid hit her face and got some salty taste in
her open, gasping for air, mouth.. she immediatly closed her mouth... some drops got into her
eyes and they closed instinctively... all she could tell was that this stream was from the driver..
the pull from these two men grabbing her hands forced her to operate her legs and thighs full
force to avoid falling down..
the yellow liquid streamed down her body.. as she lowered her face to avoid it..the pee stream
landed on her head and drenched her hair before moving down on her face and body...
soon another stream joined the first one.. she could just guess it was from Jo as it hit her from
her left.. it landed on her left cheek and left ear..
the first stream weakened, but was soon replaced by last to go Rohit..
she felt disgusting.. she had not been in the toilet of her home bare foot ever, as she considered
it filthy.. and here she was taking a pee bath from these three men... the pee entered her mouth
and nostrils as she tried to drag in maximum air, which was a necessity to support her banging
lungs..
the driver's tank was exhasusted and he took out the camera to record the remaining
humiliating session... as Nilanjana continued her pee bath as she sprinted helplessly towards the
village..It was almost 3:00 am and Vicky was waiting anxiously, besides the bush, looking at his
watch time and again. He feared if Nilanjana had used the opportunity to escape. the fat man
too was waiting eagerly.. the others were enjoying the drinks on the hood of the car..
Rohit (screamed): i dont think so, Vicky.. she must have ..
suddenly they saw the red light flashing in the distance..
Vicky screamed in a hush voice to Jo,giving a stern look to Rohit.. Jo ripped through the bushes
and took out the green torch from his pocket and waved back..
The red light stopped waving and everything was quiet again..Jo and Rohit prepared to run
through the bushes.. Rohit emptied his glass of beer as he greedily took his last fist of peanuts of
the plate, as if it was last peanuts left in the world..
Vicky : hey bastards, hurry up.. you are too slow..

Rohit and Jo got up and prepared to get on..
Vicky : bring her here with care..
Rohit and Jo waded through the bush and moved towards the village.. it was a not so dense bush
and they waded through easily for over 100 meters before they came out in the open..
it was a dark and only couple of lame bulb braved through the entire darkness.. they looked
towards one of the bulbs on the right and they could figure Nilanjana waving towards them with
the red torch..
they moved in that direction..
Nilanjana directed them inside the house.. it was a small hut, constituting two rooms, made by
mud across the broad verandah.. they crossed the verandah and Nilanjana directed them into
left room of the hut..
there were strict instructions from Vicky that no light in the house had to be switched on and the
operation had to be carried out in silence..
Rohit switched on the torch and was left mouth open gazing at the beauty in front of him.. Jo
was on the same note and both looked at sleeping Jamuna..
she was a beauty... Rohit moved the torch from her face down to her big breasts... her chunri
had moved to the side as she slept and her tight choli struggled to hold on to her big big
breasts...nice couple of inches of her clevage lay exposed as chunri had slid down... but her hand
was covering large part of her exposed meat.. on closer look, she had bridal mehendi on her
hands and arms, which still looked fresh.. the cheap, but new bangles on her wrists indicated
that she had been very recently married..
her other hand was raised and was under her head.. this had caused the choli to rise from below
and gave a nice glimpse of her white bra and a lil mound of her lower soft breasts buldging out..
below her choli was exposed couple of inches of smooth midriff skin.. it was smooth like
butter.. .. the lehenga was tied to cover her navel, but the slit just below where she tied her nada
had exposed her deep round navel on her flat belly..
she had a broad well formed hips and heavy thighs..her knees were visible as her lehenga had
ridden upto her knees.. she was a good tall lady, eaily touching abt 5'10", if not 6 feet with with
flesh at right places and big breasts...
Rohit looked at Jamuna and then at Jo... they had never imagined if such a beauty could exist in
such a small village.. but here she was, she lay there in deep sleep.. unconsious.. as she had been
drugged..Rohit checked her if she was really out.. she was.. Rohit lifted her from her legs as Jo
pulled up her hands as they both carried her out, very silently as Nilanjana indicated that the
other family was sleeping in the adjacent room..
Rohit and Jo carried the beautiful lady through the verandah, into the bushes and then towards
the car.. Nilanjana followed them meekly.. she was enjoying being dressed up after so long, even
though that meant to be dressed up like a village belle.. and the ghagra was couple of inches
longer for her comfort, even though she folded it up tying it higher at her waist.. Nilanjana
guessed it was Jamuna's tall frame.. but it was perfectly suited in terms of tightness as she had
an equally filled up body..the length of the ghagra made it tough for her to walk through the
bushes as she had to use her hands to make way.. but it was better than walking naked..
the choli was bit deep cut .. the bra cups were slightly loose and this gave Nilanjana a feeling of
Jamuna having a cup size larger than hers.. but not too loose..
they reached the car.. Vicky and the driver were sitting in the front with the engine humming..
while the fat man reached out from the back seat to receive the sleeping body...
the three men were occupied getting the Jamuna into the car, while Vicky was looking at the
sleeping beauty.. it was then that the driver noticed Nilanjana standing at some distance.. he
looked at her and then asked Vicky to look that way...
Vicky looked at Nilanjana and looked at her for some minutes..
Nilanjana thought if she looked entirely different.. she did.. especially in that outfit..
the rear door closed with the three men, Jo, Rohit and the fat man sitting with the tall Jamuna
sleeping across the three men, with her head in the lap of the fat man and her legs in Rohit's
lap.. while Jo got the piece of her bums in his lap...
the car was jam packed and Nilanjana was still out and was wondering where she was to adjust..
she hoped she was not asked to sit in the boot of the car or stand out of the sun roof again..Vicky
looked at Nilanjana and understood her concern.. she could not be left out and in no way could
she be adjusted on the rear seat.. he got out of the car and got her inside from his side.. he
asked her to get in.. Nilanjana got into the left front seat..
Vicky motioned her to get on in further, as he too had to sit.. Nilanjana pressed herself in the
seat.. but that was not sufficient.. she pushed herself further... Vicky got in but the door just
wont close.. Nilanjana moved her bums forward and ahead, tilted and lifted herself off the seat..
and finally the door closed..
everyone settled and the over crowded car was packed to capacity with 7 adults.. but the things
were not so settled.. the driver could not apply the gear 1 (left most gear of the car).. he was just
banging it into Nilanjana's right thigh.. so much so, he had shifted his efforts of applying gear to
rather feel the fleshy upper thighs of Nilanjana under her village dress..the driver continued to
try, or pretend to try the first gear and rather enjoying the thighs of Nilanjana..
Vicky : (irritated) ohh, what the heck are you doing.. we need to get out of here fast or we could
be caught and hacked to death..
the driver irritated) what do you think i am doing?? you cant stuff whole bus into this car.. and
expect me to drive..
Nilanjana looked into eyes of the driver.. he lowered it as he could not face the truth.. but
Nilanjana chose not to say anything.. the problem was indeed there and whatever the case be,
she was still on the other side of the table..
Vicky : i dont care... get out of here as quickly...
the driver : this fucking bitch will have to sit with her legs across the gear box..Vicky : now what
are we waiting for??
the driver : how... if she is wearing clothes... i mean.. her clothes are all over this..
Vicky : Nilanjana can you raise ur skirt or whatever you are wearing..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky.. the ease with which he was saying this seemed that he was asking her
to remove her bindi or a clip off her hair.. but here raising the skirt would mean, raising it almost
exposing her upper thighs and the drivers hands moving between them all through.. she stared
at Vicky..
Vicky : now why are you staring at me... this was the same place you were standing for two
hours.. completely naked... your cunt standing out and cumming like a whore.. and now when ...
Nilanjana did not hear any more.. she was already lifting her ghagra up..the driver looked so very
pleased.. he was going to be the main and sole beneficiary of Nilanjana nudity for some time to
come..
Nilanjana lifted the ghagra upto her knees but that did not seem to be anywhere near sufficient..
the driver : more.
Nilanjana had to raise the ghagra under her ass before she could go any further as she had
exhausted all the swirl around the ghagra... she lifted her ass and lifted the ghagra up.. exposing
her knees and the lower thighs..
the driver smiled and applied the gear 1 between her legs.. in process touching her lower
thighs.. Nilanjana felt electric shocks pass through her spine as she was touched.. she knew it
was no use revolting.. in fact, shocks through her body and embarassement, she was facing were
surprise for her after what all she had been through these men.. the driver, whose touch was
causing her discomfort, had been pissing her bladder on her a few hours ago...
Vicky : why are you not moving now??
the driver : i cant be driving vehicle on gear 1 only.. i need more room..
Vicky : so what the heck... bhabhi, why cant you just raise it more.. you are causing him trouble..
Nilanjana looked at Vicky... he was making it sound like she had requested him to sit where she
was sitting.. also he was calling her bhabhi, ironical to the conduct which indicated no relation
with her.. maybe he was just using that as her name...
Nilanjana lifted her ass a bit and tried to pull the garment higher up to make more room.. but
just as she had pulled a little, Vicky used his hands to pull almost the whole garment from under
her bums from one side..
Vicky : now drag it up.. and dont pretend as if you have never shown your skin to anybody other
than your loyal husband...
putting emphasis on the word loyal, this was a mockery of Nilanjana.. Nilanjana could so nothing
but gulp it down and slowly raised her ghagra (skirt) exposing her upper thighs and little bit of
her white panties.. Vicky looked at her as she lowered her ghagra (traditional skirt) to hide her
panties..
the driver started the car and within seconds his hands were touching her womanhood over her
panties as the car moved in second gear..the car turned and went on the road.. the driver soon
shifted gears, but no respite of Nilanjana... the gear went upto 4 and driver was virtually playing
with her womanhood and inner thighs and she stared into the darkness beyond the windscreen
in the front..
driver's hands slowly became more mischevious than before.. he was virtually rubbing her
freely.. she looked at Vicky and he smiled at her, almost fully aware what was going on... she felt
let down and helpless... soon the driver had his hand flat on her womanhood.. she closed her
eyes in shame as he pressed her to open her legs more..
she tried to shift her thoughts to some other side.. she really was in a soup.. she remembered
how these men had asked her to go to the village and lay down the plan to kidnap Jamuna... she
had refused to execute the plan but Vicky always had a hand on her soft nerve..
Vicky : if you dont kidnap her.. someone, might kidnap Kumkum..
Nilanjana had objected.. but another statement from Vicky had put every protest of hers to rest..
Vicky : if you help us subdue this girl, who is much more beautiful than you, then you and your
sis can walk free...
this had laid to rest all her doubts... Jamuna and family was a poor family and they had their hut
in the outskirt of the village... they dropped at safe distance from the home aftter instructions..
and she walked upto the village in the fading daylight.. all in the mess..
she was naked and had run about more than a kilometer.. .. pee was all in hair and body and she
was stinking.. though she had not been fucked, but she had cum so many times that her
womanhood was sore.. her breasts were blood red due to the itching powder.. and same
sourness must have been inside her ass, which had even bore the brunt of the invading branch..
it had not been tough when she pretended to be in pain and went and dropped almost half dead
in front of Jamuna's house.. to her embarassement, the husband and devar of Jamuna had come
out to see what was the matter with her.. and they had believed her story that she had been
raped, used and dumped and had just managed to walk into the village for some help..
the kind and beautiful Jamuna, whose beauty even Nilanjana had admired, Jamuna had given
her clothes, though village clothes but they seemed luxury to Nilanjana...Nilanjana had her own
bra but Jamuna gave her her own panties and dress.. place to bath and food... her husband had
fetched her the local doctor, despite the family's poor economic condition... and they had let her
sleep with Jamuna, despite just second night to marriage of the newly wed couple as Jamuna's
husband had slept in the room next with the entire family..
And this had given her oppurtunity to mix drugs and sedatives in unsuspecting and innocent
beauties water as per the plan..
Jamuna would never forgive her.. she herself would not have had she been in her own shoes..
but she had a ray of hope towards her and her sister's freedom...Finally, they reached a
farmhouse. Everyone seemed glad to get out of the cramped car, except the driver, who had had
a great time playing with Nilanjana’s panty covered pussy for an hour, while keepting his hand on
the gear. Finally, he gave one last pinch and pushed the panty into her pussy and then let her get
out of the car.
Meanwhile, Jamuna was still unconciousness. The men carried her inside to the hall and
dumped her on the sofa.
Ustadji was waiting anxiously for them.
Ustadji: Welcome, my dear Nilanjana…… it’s such a pleasure to see you in person, finally………
(to Jo) what is Jamuna’s condition…….
Jo: She should be fine, but she’ll be out for at least another couple of hours.
Ustadji: Then we’re lucky that we have such a sexy friend with us to entertain us, while we wait
……… he he he….
Nilanjana: Please…….. I helped you kidnap her like you wanted……. Now please let me go……
Vicky (rudely): Would you rather see Kumkum on that sofa instead of Jamuna?
Ustadji just stared at her with angry eyes. Somehow those eyes seemed even more threatening
than Vicky’s verbal threat. She said nothing.
Ustadji slowly walked up to her. She started backing up but soon reached the wall and knew
there was no escape for her. She was looking sexy in her village woman’s dress of knee length
gaghra and tight choli.
He ran the first finger of his left hand down her cleavage until he reached her blouse and pulled
it forward. With his right hand he pulled out a knife and without saying a word, cut through the
center of the blouse and left the two cups hanging on the sides, exposing her bra. Then he pulled
the string of her gaghra. It slipped down, but was held in place by her hips.
Ustadji: (speaking slowly and menacingly): I don’t like women wearing clothes. Take off your
gaghra and choli. Leave on the bra and panty.
Nilanjana quicky did as told. Since the beginning of her ordeal, she had never been this
scared.Since the beginning of her ordeal, she had never been this scared.
….
When they had come in, she had noticed that the farmhouse was quite isolated. There was no
sign of any population nearby – that meant that nobody was going to hear any noise or screams.
The house was quite modern and well furnished. They were in a fairly large hall. It was well lit
and roomy. Under other circumstances, she might have appreciated the décor. But to her it felt
more like an underground cellar in a scene from a movie with the villains closing in around her.
The five men arranged themselves comfortably in a semi-circle on sofas, leaving the center spot
vacant for Ustadji, while Nilanjana stood trembling in front of them in her skimpy bra & panty,
looking even sexier because of the humiliation and fear on her face.
Ustadji walked up to her: Now, listen carefully if you care for your sister. Your name while you’re
here is Randi and we are your masters. Anytime we tell you anything, you’ll immediately reply
“Ji, Maalik”. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
Nilanjana thought of her sister and replied quickly and meekly “Yes……. I mean, Ji Maalik……”
Ustadji: That’s a good randi. Now, just as a reminder of your status……
And he put a dog collar around her neck. She noticed it had rings all on all sides and she tried
not imagine what they would do with them. He made it tight and she could feel it choking her,
but the tears of humiliation that welled up seemed to choke her even more. She was now truly
their slave…….
Ustadji: Now, before we start your show…..
Her heart skipped a beat at the mention of a show, but she had no time to dwell on it, as he
continued….
…….. we must have some drinks. The alcohol, soda, ice etc are in the kitchen. Now, get on your
hands and knees and go up to each one of your masters and ask them what they want.
Hesitantly, she got on her hands and knees, her ass sticking up in the air and her tits hanging
down, showing generous cleavage in spite of the bra. Fortunately, the ground was carpeted and
it didn’t hurt her knees.
She crawled, like a dog, upto Vicky, who was seated with his legs spread. He motioned with hand
for her to come closer, right between his legs, so that her face was close to the junction of his
legs.
She tried not to imagine what was underneath and asked “what can I get you?”
Vicky gave her a hard slap and grinned at her without saying anything. After a few seconds
silence Nilanjana understood that she had to figure out by herself what she’d done wrong.
Realising what was expected of her, she said “what can I get you… Maalik?”
Vicky’s grin became bigger: Good dog…. That’s more like it. I’ll have a strong whisky with soda
and lots of ice, randi bhabhi.
While saying so, he patted her head, just like he would a good dog. She didn’t know which was
more humiliating – having to call him maalik, his insistence on calling her bhabhi after all he’d
put her through - that too, randi bhabhi - or being petted like a dog.
She moved to each one of them one by one. She didn’t want to give them an excuse to hurt her
further, so without being told she went up between their legs, close to the crotch.
Each one did something to humiliate her and remind her of his status as her master. The fat one
slapped her tit, Jo pinched her ass. Rohit pulled the elastic of her panty and let it go with a snap.
All of them called her names – bitch, randi, stupid cunt, kutiya etc.
The worst, as might be expected, was Ustadji. He was wearing a silk kurta and lungi and it was
obvious from the tent in the lungi that he was not wearing any underwear. As she crawled
between his legs, she could see the wet spot where pre-cum had leaked on to his lungi and smell
his arousal. He grabbed her head by the hair and rubbed her face on his crotch. She felt his
bone-hard lund grinding on her face.
Finally, everyone had given their orders and she was allowed to get up and go to the kitchen. She
just prayed that she remembered it all and didn’t goof up. She knew they would not forgive any
mistake easily, but use it as an excuse to humiliate her more…..Finally, everyone had given their
orders and she was allowed to get up and go to the kitchen. She just prayed that she
remembered it all and didn’t goof up. She knew they would not forgive any mistake easily, but
use it as an excuse to humiliate her more…..
She was allowed to walk to the kitchen normally. Fortunately for her, all them had asked for
either beer or whisky & soda. Although she’d never had alocohol herself, she’d seen her husband
mix whisky and soda, so she managed to get most of the drinks right.
She brought them all out on a tray and put it on a side table. Then, she took the drinks to each
one individually. Most of them took the glasses without harassing her further – all except Vicky,
who always found new ways to humiliate her.
He took a sip of his drink and then threw it angrily in her face.
He pulled her face close to his by pulling on a ring on her collar and shouted at her, as she stood
with whisky dripping from her face: “You stupid cunt…… can’t you do a simple thing like mixing a
proper drink? I asked you for a strong whisky. Now go and make another one and get it right this
time”. And he sent her off with a hard back handed slap on her ass.
“Ji Maalik…. I’ll just get it, maalik…” she said and ran to the kitchen, her tits bouncing and ass
swaying sexily.
As she came back with his drink, Rohit shouted her,

“Abey Bhonsdi ki…… do you take us for drunkards? Are we supposed to just drink this? Don’t you
know that you’re supposed to serve snacks with drinks? Are you waiting for your sister to serve
them?”
She winced at the reference to her sister. “Ji Maalik…. I’ll just get them, maalik…” She ran off to
the kitchen and found some snacks.
Finally, everyone had their drinks and snacks and she was made to stand in front of them. She
noticed that while she’d been getting the snacks, Rohit had set up a video camera and several of
the men had their own cameras. The whole room was already well lit with extra
lights.....Nilanjana stood in front of the group of men in her bra and panties, trying to sway her
body sexily to the music and move her arms over her body seductively, trying desperately to
keep them happy.
When they’d come to the farmhouse with Jamuna, she had been wearing clothes given to her by
Jamuna - the sexy, newly married village girl, whom she’d tricked and helped Vicky and his gang
kidnap her. She’d hated doing it, but she had to do it in order to protect her sister from the
clutches of these villains.
Jamuna had given Nilanjana her own typical village woman’s clothes of ghagra and choli – even
though the ghagra had been short and the choli loose, as she was taller and bustier than
Nilanjana. She’d even had to borrow panties from her, although she still had on her own bra.
Almost as soon as they’d reached the farmhouse, Ustadji had cut off her choli and removed the
ghagra, saying that he didn’t like women wearing clothes. She had been surprised that she’d
been allowed to keep on her underwear so long.
To her dismay, Ustadji now attacked her underwear.
“What horribly ugly underwear are you wearing? Is that how a good randi dresses? Where did
you get them?”
“Maalik, Ja..Ja.. Jamuna gave me her panties………” she stammered…
“And the bra?’
“It’s my own, maalik…….”
“You mean you bought it ??? That ill-fitting white boxy cotton thing that looks more like body
armour? Don’t you know anything about dressing to please men? Asma always wears sexy
underwear of silk with lace and frills, which a man would enjoy removing. No wonder your
husband keeps visiting her.”
She winced at the reference to Siddharth’s mistress and was further humiliated by this
comparison with her. She had had no idea about her husband’s affair until Vicky had told her
about it and had even humiliated her by making her go to their love-nest and clean it out like a
maid, while they had been sleeping in the bedroom.
She wondered how Ustadji knew about Asma’s underwear… maybe he was just making it up…
but she had no time dwell on it……
“Why can’t you buy bras that at least fit you properly and nicely raise up the boobs? What size is
your bra?”
“34B” she said softly.
“There’s your problem. You’re obviously a 34C. Didn’t you ever take the advise of anyone as to
what’s the correct size for you?”
She couldn’t tell him that she always felt embarrassed to even talk about it. She went to the
ladies store near her house, but they only had male salesmen and it was embarrassing enough
just to ask for a bra, leave aside discussing material and size options with him.
“Vicky, next week, you better take her shopping for new imported sexy lingerie at the Marks &
Spencer at the new mall.”
“Oh God”, she thought to herself, “he’s going to embarrass and humiliate me in public then.”
Also, the reference to next week confirmed what she already knew… that her ordeal was going
to go on for days or weeks…..But it was her private humiliation at the farmhouse that was
torturing her then – she couldn’t worry about a future public humiliation …
“Well, the sight of that ugly bra is making me lose my erection, so you’d better get rid of it.”
She started to reach behind her for the hooks of the bra, but Ustadji shouted at her again…
“Don’t you even know how to remove a bra, so as to entertain your audience ??? Are you just
going to open it and drop it ??? What kind of stupid randi are you???”
She stood frozen, not knowing what to do and scared beyond belief…….
“You’d better show her how to do it……” Ustadji told Vicky.She stood frozen, not knowing what
to do and scared beyond belief…….
“You’d better show her how to do it……” Ustadji told Vicky.
Vicky started directing her “entertainment”….

“Before we start the strip-tease” – well, she was expecting that, of course and was not surprised
– “we want you to pose for us a bit”.
She wondered how many innovative ideas these men could come up with to humiliate her.
“Lean forward and put hands on your thighs just above your knees.”
She leaned forward.
"Keep your knees straight & together, look up at us and keep swinging."
She did, and realized the effect this pose had. Her two straightened arms crushed
her big breasts together between them, making the mounds bulge obscenely over the
tops of her bra-cups….
It also made her sexy gaand stick out at the back, stretching her panties…….
What an alluring sight they had in front of them !!! The 30-year old sexy (former housewife) slut,
with her gaand stuck out behind her, her tits hanging down, squeezed together and bulging over
her bra, swinging her body sexily to the soft music….
“That’s nice….. now give us a nice smile…..”
Smile ?? How could she? But she thought of Kumkum and made an effort and somehow
managed a smile……
“A real nice sexy smile, bhabhi, or we’ll give Kumkum’s father-in-law something to smile
about….”
She forced her best smile….
"Great…, now stand up nice and straight and clasp your hands together behind your neck… keep
swinging…. Now pull your elbows back…."
As she did, she felt her bra lift with her arms and then it pulled tight like a second skin. Her
breasts rose up on her chest and stuck out.
“Keep smiling and swinging, randi bhabhi…..”
As she went through the humiliating poses, the men stared fixedly at her – one hand on the
crotch, eyes bulging, mouths open and drooling…
All except Ustadji – this was obviously not his first experience at humiliating a woman and while
he was certainly enjoying the show, as could be seen from the tent in his lungi, he was sitting
back relaxed on his sofa, as though he was just watching TV.
A part of Nilanjana felt almost insulted at this and at the same time she was worried, as she
desperately wanted to keep him happy. But she didn’t have time to think about it, as Vicky
continued and she had to concentrate hard to follow his instructions……She went through the
humiliating poses under Vicky's instructions, as the men stared fixedly at her...
“Great, now keep that beautiful smile, and keep those elbows pulled back nice and
tight, and slowly turn all the way around for us, all the way around…."
She did a slow and sexy turn, while keeping her tits stuck out, her ass swinging and her face
smiling, giving her tormentors a clear view of her body from all angles…
When she’d turned her back to them, Jo spoke up “Stop there a minute, Randi bhabhi….”
She stopped with her ass facing them. She noticed that now even the underlings of the gang
were calling her “Randi bhabhi”, but she ignored it……
Jo continued, “Ustadji, don’t you think this randi’s ass is sexier than the last one’s – what was her
name…?”
Rohit jumped in, “we’d named her ‘cunt’… who cares about her real name?...”
This evidence confirmed Nilanjana’s suspicion that these men were experts at humiliating
women. The casual way they were talking about the other woman sent shivers down her spine.
Ustadji, “Hmmm… I don’t know… I think cunt’s ass was sexier… or perhaps it looked sexier
because she was wearing sexy panties…”
She felt all their eyes on her ass, analyzing it impersonally, as though they were looking at a
statue and not a woman. Of course, she was nothing more than an object to them…
Vicky, “But I think Randi’s ass is bigger… get that measure tape, Jo…”
He put his arms around her hips with the tape. She felt his breath on her butt, as he adjusted the
tape snugly around her.
“As I thought – she’s a sexy 36. Cunt was 34, I think…”
Ustadji, “Bigger doesn’t necessarily mean sexier. I think cunt’s ass had better shape and was
tighter and stuck out more at the back… Well, we’ll get a better idea later on when we get a
clearer view…”
She had been standing motionless with her ass and tits sticking out, her arms at her neck,
stretched out, listening to this analysis and comparison of her ass, as though they were
comparing two melons, but at this hint that her panties will also be coming off soon, she had to
struggle hard not to react…
However, before she could think about it further, the action started again, as Ustadji said, “hey,
Rohit told you to stop turning… I don’t remember anyone telling you to stop swinging your ass…
start swinging and continue turning slowly…”She stood there with the straps hanging loose at
her sides, her boobs barely contained by the bra-cups, waiting for the next humiliation….
"Now, reach your hands up as high as you can."
At this she finally burst out into tears and covered her face. Her audience, of course, found this
very entertaining and burst out into laughter.
Rohit: Oooooo… look at poor randi bhabhi… he… he… he… crying like a baby….. and we haven’t
even touched her today…. Ha… ha… ha…
Jo: ha… ha… ha… I think she’s missing her sister….. he… he… he…
Ustadji: Hey Vicky, ho… ho… ho… looks like she’s finally taken pity on the poor father-in-law he…
he… he… and has decided to give him a treat. ho… ho… ho… What’s his address? He… he… he…
At this reference to her sister, her tears immediately dried up and she straightened up and
stretched her arms up over her head so fast, that her boobs nearly spilled out of her bra.
“No, no…. please…. It won’t happen again…..”

Rohit (laughing & shouting at the same time): “ho… ho… ho… hey, is this a military parade or a
randi show….? He… he… he… Why are you standing at attention, bitch?... ho… ho… ho…”
She started to swing her body sexily again. More than half her boobs were already open to their
gaze and her nipples were just a fraction of an inch away from being exposed.
“please leave Kumkum alone…, maalik…. I beg of you…, maalik…”
No one answered her request though, but just sat there enjoying the booze and the view and
laughing at her plight. She kept wondering whether they’ll deliver on the threat or will ignore
her lapse. But she knew she won’t get an answer.
They continued to laugh as she waited in suspense, while Vicky made himself another drink and
came back to her.
He had stopped laughing and was looking stern and intimidating. "I don’t know if we can forgive
a sorry exhibition like that so easily. We’ll think about it…”
“…Okay, now put your hands down and turn your back to us."
She turned herself around slowly.
"Pull your hair out of the way- pull it in front of you…"
She reached back with her left hand and ran her fingers underneath through her hair, pulling it
forward so that it hung down in front of her, exposing her entire back..
"...and reach back and slowly open the hooks of your bra… one at a time…"
“Ji Maalik….” She said mechanically, as she took a deep breath, and slowly reached behind her
and grasped the two ends of the back strap where the clasps were.
On a more sexy bra there would have been only two hooks, but on the ugly body armour type
bra she was wearing there were four.
She pulled both sides of her bra towards each other to release the tension and one by one freed
the four hooks…She pulled both sides of her bra towards each other to release the tension and
one by one freed the four hooks…
Slowly she pulled the two sides apart. She reached around with her left arm and held the bra to
her in the front. The two brastraps dangled uselessly. This revealed a beautiful, slim and
unblemished back. It was an exquisite shape, long perfect symmetry. From her shoulders, the
lines narrowed gradually until you came to her waist, where they flared out again before
disappearing into her panties. From this angle, one would never imagine the enormous breasts
hiding on the other side.
"Look back at us over your shoulder."
She turned her head back, and, unknowingly, with the smile still on her face, portrayed a
sexiness she certainly did not feel.
"Okay, randi bhabhi, now move your hair back and turn around and face us."
Slowly she moved her long hair away from her chest and turned around clutching the material of
her bra to her breasts.
"Now turn a little sideways and lean your face up."

Clutching the material, she did what he asked, assuming several poses, unaware of how sexy
they looked.
“You can stop smiling, if you want.”
She thought he was doing her a favor, not realizing that to these men the anguish and tears on
her face were even more exciting.
"Okay, now the moment of truth..."
She felt tears coming.
"Turn and face us."
She rotated slightly, clutching the material. The way she held it pushed her breasts up.
Just as Vicky was about tell her to drop the bra, Ustadji interrupted him.
“I think before we see them, she should describe to us what we’re going to see…. To set the
expectation…”
“What ???” Nilanjana couldn’t stop herself from asking in surprise…
“What do you mean what? Can’t you understand simple English, stupid randi? Just describe
exactly what’s going to be revealed when you pull down that armour plating… To start with what
are they called?”
She realized with dismay that he wanted her to humiliate her with her own mouth….She realized
with dismay that he wanted her to humiliate herself with her own mouth….
But she just stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
“Well, if you don’t know what they’re called, we have some pictures of Kumkum’s that may
remind you… Would you like to see them? Otherwise, pretty soon her father-in-law will get to
see the pictures…”
She knew that she’d better speak up…
“My br… br… breasts…”
They burst out laughing. “Breasts? That may be what your doctor calls them. In strip-tease
parties, they’re called other things…”
“boobs… tits…” she said haltingly.
The fat man spoke up spoke up for the first time that evening. Nilanjana had thought he was just
some sidey of Ustadji. She would realize later that he was the most important man in the group.
“Ustadji, I don’t like all these fancy English words… Hey, Randi - what are they called in Hindi?”
She had to think for a bit “… dudu?”
“He… He… He… dudu??? Maybe if you had a baby he might call them that… but right now
they’re just toys for grown men… what are they called?”
Of course, she’d heard the names… she was just hesitant to use them… they sounded so much
more vulgar than English.
“…Mere Mammey… um.. umm… meri ch… ch.. chunchiyan?“
The men were laughing throughout at her discomfort...
“OK, now describe them… the size, shape, colour…”
Oh, God... she thought to herself.....The men were laughing throughout at her discomfort...
“OK, now describe them… the size, shape, colour…”
Oh, God… she thought to herself…
“My size is 34C… they are… umm… round… and umm… soft…”
Jo: “Do they sag?”
Ashamed, she said, “they sag a little…”
Vicky: “I bet Kumkum’s tits don’t sag at all… anyway, continue…”
“… ummm… they are fair coloured… milky white…”

Rohits: What about the nipples?
“My nipples are… umm.. big…”
“How big?”
“ummm… maybe 2 inches… and dark pink colored…”
“and the tips – do they stick out?”
“sometimes…”
“are they hard now?”
She knew that all the humiliation and fear had excited her at one level at the same time that she
hated it more than she could imagine and that had made her nipple so hard that they hurt…..
She was ashamed that she’d turned into such a slut and that pretty soon all the men would be
able to see it… she knew there was no point in denying it…
“…yes…” she whispered softly.
“what? We can’t hear youuuu…..”
“Yes.” She said just a little louder.

“how much?”
“half an inch….” She said softly…
Jo: Come on Vicky bhai… I can’t wait any longer to see them…
Vicky: "Okay, randi bhabhi, now slowly pull down the bra."
A big tear rolled down her cheek.
She slowly lowered her bra.
Inch by inch, more creamy skin came into view. Her audience started cheering…
"That's right, all the way off..."
She stopped just as the areolas were coming into view. She let out a little sob.
"Come on bitch..."
“Ji Maalik….” She replied tearfully, as she continued….
Slowly the material came down.
First the tops, and then the actual protruding nipples themselves came into view.
They stuck out, aroused by the shame. She let out another little sob, as the men burst into a big
round of applause…….
“Wah, Wah……”
“Kya baat hai….”
"Just drop it, bhabhi…." Said Vicky.
Slowly, she released the grip her fingers had on the material and let the bra drop to the ground.
Her head hung down in shame and she instantly crossed her arms over herself.
"Nah, Ah Ahhh..." said Vicky. "Look up at us and put your arms down at your sides. Better yet,
put your hands on your waist, shoulders back, stick out your tits and keep swinging…..”Slowly,
she released the grip her fingers had on the material and let the bra drop to the ground. Her
head hung down in shame and she instantly crossed her arms over herself.
"Nah, Ah Ahhh..." said Vicky. "Look up at us and put your arms down at your sides. Better yet,
put your hands on your waist, shoulders back, stick out your tits and keep swinging…..”
She made a delightful display, standing humiliated like this in front of them.
She could not understand how being put on display like this made her feel so cheap, when she’d
been made to do worse things. She couldn’t understand that this psychological humiliation was
much worse than physical torture to any decent woman.
For a while all the men just stared at her amazing boobs. They were big and shapely, with just a
slight sag, which wasn’t much, considering their size and age.
Then they started commenting on them……
“Oooo… they’re sexy……”
“They’re the best boobs I’ve seen. I want to get them in my mouth…..”
“Look at the nipples….. big and pink….. just like she said….., so beautiful…”
“They look so soft and squeezable…”
Vicky: “Well, Bhabhi, aren’t you going to thank them?”
“Huh?”
“Aren’t you going to thank them for appreciating your boobs?...”
She was expected to thank them for this ?? But she knew she’d better do as she was told…
“… uh… thank you…”
Vicky: “Thank you… what?”
“… uh… thank you… maalik…”

Rohit replied with feigned politeness: “Well, you’re welcome, darling Randi Bhabhi….”
Vicky cleared his throat… “Ah, Okay, Bhabhi, just a couple of poses.”
She bit her lip. Please, please, let this end, she asked silently, knowly full well that it was very far
from ending.
"Lean forward and grab your knees again."
Once again, she struck the pose, only this time her breasts were bare.
"Big smile, Bhabhi ..."
She forced a smile.
She made a wonderful picture with her sexy boobs hanging down and squeezed between her
arms…. She saw that all the men rubbed their crotches…
"Now, lets go back to the hands behind the neck."
She tried to just drift off into the music as she reached up behind her head and put her hands
behind her neck. She could feel the air and the lusty gaze of the men on her huge, nude tits as
they rose up with her arms.
"Keep swinging, Randi bhabhi."
She continued to sway her ass and tits to the music, like a cheap bar dancer…
"Now, turn around again, all the way. Give us the full view."
She slowly rotated her body around, giving her audience a spectacular visual tour of her
sexy body. She came around full circle, still with her hands clasped behind her neck.
"Great, just great...now don't move..."
At a gesture from Vicky, the other guys, except Ustadji and the fat man, got up to and came close
to get a good look at her boobs….
Jo said: “They do look soft and squeezable…… and hardly any sag…”
Vicky was looking at them from up close and he caught on to the last remark.
“Yes… they are soft and quite big, but they have hardly any sag… Ustadji, have you ever seen tits
this big not to sag?”
Ustadji had kept quiet till now and had been sitting comfortably enjoying the scene. Now he got
up and came close to Nilanjana and bent forward to get a close look at her tits, making her very
nervous….
“You’re right, boys…. I have seen soft and big boobs that don’t sag, but only on much younger
women….”
“hmmm… I wonder……”
Nilanjana had been trying not to listen to this analysis of her tits, as though they were pieces of
fruit in a market. Suddenly she was dragged into the discussion….
“Hey Randi, are these tits real … ??”
“What? I don’t understand.” She said – shocked, because she understood perfectly.
“Don’t play games with me, bitch. You know perfectly well what I mean. Have you had your
boobs made bigger by plastic surgery?”
“No – of course, not. How can you say that? What kind of woman do you think I am?”
“Well, we already what kind of woman you are, don’t we?” Ustadji said with a smirk. “We only
have to look at how hard your nipples are to know that you’re a total Randi…”
Jo: “But Ustadji, how can we tell if they’re real or not? I mean, I’d feel really cheated if we’ve
been looking at fake boobs all this while…..”
Ustadji: “That’s a good point, Jo, but an expert can always tell fake boobs from real by feeling
them carefully.”
Standing there, with her hands behind her neck and her elbows pulled back, with her
big breasts sticking out, nude, like guns on a battleship was shameful enough.
It took all of her self control to hold the degrading position she was in- standing in nothing but
her panties, holding her hands behind her neck with her elbows pulled wide apart. Her huge
breasts sat there, sticking out rudely, on offer like melons at the market.
Now Ustadji was going to feel her boobs and of course, she knew it would not end
there.........She was standing at the center of the group of men in only her panties and a dog
collar. Her hands were behind her neck, elbows pulled wide apart and her big tits were sticking
out.
All the men were staring at her boobs, trying to determine if they were real or fake – i.e. had she
had plastic surgery to enhance her boobs?
Vicky: “So, Randi Bhabhi, you claim that these are real boobs?”
“Y… yes, maalik……”
Jo: “I don’t see any scars, Ustadji…”
Ustadji: "Sometimes they're underneath… let’s see…"
During this discussion, Ustadji had moved behind her. Now he stepped up close and Nilanjana
could feel his hard dick pressing into her lower back. It had been obvious from the beginning
that his dick was not hampered by any underwear. Only the thin material of his lungi separated it
from her skin.
She could feel his breath on her neck. It reeked of whiskey….
She felt his hands reach around her underarms. Lightly they touched the underside of her boobs.
Though she had braced herself, the touch was like an electric shock, and she flinched, but
managed to keep herself steady. She didn’t want to give any excuse to them to get angry at her.
She felt a hand lifting her left breast, weighing it like a piece of fruit. Her face flushed.
"Gawd, they're heavy," said Ustadji… "Let's see the other one…"
She felt another hand lift her right breast.
"Have you ever weighed these beauties, Randi?"
"N...no… maalik…"
Both hands pushed her boobs up, mashing them into her chest. The force made her have to take
a step back, which pressed her ass against his crotch.
“Looks like this randi is enjoying my attention so much, she’s rubbing her gaand against my
dick…” Ustadji said laughing - clearly enjoying himself. “Well, do you see any scars under her
tits?”
"Nope, no scars under here."
She stood there as Ustadji squeezed the breasts she was so tantalizingly offering.
"You know the best way to tell?," said Ustadji, releasing them.
"What's that?" asked Vicky.
"You hold them together like this," he said and again reached around from behind.
Each hand grabbed a breast. "And see if they feel the same." He squeezed them, molding them
in his hands.
She could hear his breathing get raspy as he just played with them for a few moments.
"Then you have to check the nipples." He released her breasts, letting them fall
back into place. Then he began to pinch her nipples, tugging on them. They were already
somewhat erect. Quickly, they became fully erect.
“See how fast they became hard?” “That shows how turned on this bitch is…. A total Randi…….”
"They sure look real." offered Jo.
Ustadji went back to playing with them for a moment before releasing them.
"Here, your turn." He told Vicky…."Here, your turn." Ustadji told Vicky, as though he was giving
him a turn at a video game.
She stood silently, with her hands behind her neck and boobs thrust out, as the guys took their
turn at her boobs one by one…
There wasn’t any pretence anymore about checking whether her boobs were real or fake. They
had been humiliating her for quite a while now and were ready for some action.
First Vicky stepped behind her. She felt his prick, through his pants, digging into her back, just as
she’d felt Ustadji’s and felt his hot breath on her neck, stinking of whiskey.
He grabbed her boobs and pulled her back, forcing his dick against her lower back and started
mauling them.
He squeezed them hard till they hurt… he pushed them together and he pulled them apart… he
pulled them up, down and sideways…
Then he pinched her nipples hard and twisted them.
“Owww….” She whined….
“shut up, bitch…” Vicky told her roughly….
Tears of pain and humiliation formed in her eyes, but she kept quiet…
Vicky continued mauling her tits, but at the same time he started gently licking and nibbling her
ear. He knew this would excite most women and it began to have an effect on Nilanjana also.
After a few minutes of this, she started feeling a little excitement and her cunt started to get wet.
Even though she stood outwardly quiet, inside she was a mass of confused emotions. She
couldn’t understand how she could feel pain & humiliation and at the same time get excited. Her
body was betraying her and she knew that she had become a total slut and this was actually
adding to her humiliation.
She didn’t think the men could tell what was happening to her, but Vicky knew. To an expert in
women like him, the slight tremor in her body and the further hardening of her nipples under his
fingers, told the story. He enjoyed the sensation of power he had over her for a while, but he
really didn’t want her enjoying herself.
Suddenly, he twisted her nipples hard and yanked them forward, so that her boobs pulled out in
the shape of elongated cones and at the same time started shaking them hard by nipples. It felt
as if he was going to pull them off her chest and the pain was sudden and severe.
“Aaaa….” She screamed out. Any excitement she may have felt disappeared in a flash and her
cunt dried up.
Vicky burst out in laughter and let go of her.
Even though she was no longer excited, the moisture from her cunt had seeped through to her
panties and a small wet spot was visible to everyone.
Rohit noticed it immediately “Look at the bitch… her pussy is wet…”
Everyone burst out laughing.
“She’s actually excited by putting on the show for us…”
“Boy, she’s the ultimatel randi….”
She just stood there with her head bowed. She felt as if her humiliation was complete…
Of course, it wasn’t…. there was a lot more to come…All the men stood around her laughing at
her shame…
Rohit stepped up to her next, but instead of going around to her back, he stood facing her, up
close.
“Well, Bhabhi, you certainly enjoyed yourself the last time I had your boobs in my hand. I hope
you enjoy today also…”, he said as he gently caressed her tits and smiled at her.
The reference to their previous encounters and her sluttish behavior then, reddened her face
with shame.
However, this gentle beginning raised a faint hope in her that he may not be too rough on her. Of
course, this hope was not fulfilled.
He gently grabbed her tits …and pulled them apart…
…and suddenly slapped them against each other – hard.
They made a loud noise like a hard slap – and it certainly hurt like a hard slap.
She cried out in pain, but he just grinned at her...
“I like that sound – isn’t it nice?”
… and did it again….
“Ouch, it hurts…” she exclaimed …
“What?...” SLAP… “you’re not…” SLAP… “enjoying...” SLAP… “this??...” SLAP…
“See what a lovely shade of red the insides of your tits have become. I think the contrast with
the fair skin of the rest of your tits and the dark shade of you nipples, makes a very pretty picture
– don’t you think so?
“NO… they hurt…” she said rudely, forgetting herself …

“Ohh… I’m sorry…” Rohit said softly, as he once again started to gently carass her boobs.
“Ustadji, do you think Kumkum’s tit’s will make the same kind of sound?”
“Nooo…” she cried out at this reminder of her situation, but her plea was ignored…
Ustadji: “Hmmm… Good question Rohit… I wonder… I think Kumkum’s tits maybe a little too
small. They may not have enough bounce to produce such a lovely sound….. might be interesting
to check…”
“No.., nooo…, please… leave her alone… do what you want with me…” pleaded Nilanjana…
“But you don’t seem to be enjoying yourself…”
“No, no… I’m enjoying it…”, she said desperately…
“… Rohit, I mean, maalik… please slap my boobs some more…” pushing out her boobs some
more in his direction…
“Well, I don’t know….” Rohit said, pretending to be uncertain…
“Please maalik… please slap them… slap them hard…”
“Well, if you insist…..”
This time he slapped her left boob hard with his right hand, bouncing them both to her right and
immediately followed it with a slap on her right boob with his left hand. He continued this rapid
slapping with his right and left hand for a while, making them bounce sideways and making a
noise like firecrackers.
Then he started slapping the undersides of each breast alternately, making them bounce up and
down, as though he was juggling a pair of tennis balls.
When he stopped after a while, both the tits were bright red. Rohit stepped back to admire his
handiwork.
“Now isn’t that a beautiful sight, randi bhabhi?… what a lovely colour your tits have become?…
did you enjoy yourself?...”
She knew what answer she had to give, “Y… y… yes…… malik… th… th… that was great…”
“What a total Randi you are, bhabhi……” Rohit said laughing, as he stepped back to make place
for Jo…Rohit laughted at her and stepped back to make place for Jo…
The guys stood in a semi-circle with Nilanjana at the center. She stood there with her hands
aching, but still in place at the back of her neck, her tits hurting like hell, but sticking out
enticingly, waiting for her next tormentor to take his turn.
She felt like she was a toy – a sex toy – being passed around.
As Jo stepped up to her, he was rubbing his crotch. He had a good look at her tits and then went
behind her.
He moved his hands on her hips, feeling their shape and then moved them to her ass and
squeezed her ass cheeks. She had good hips and ass for her age, which, while being big enough
to be sexy, were far from being fat.
Then he moved them to her narrow waist, stomach, under her arms, the sides of her tits and
finally held her tits fully in the palms of his hands.
He stood close to her and she felt his dick on her back.
For a moment he just stood there and then said:
“You know Ustadji, I think you were mistaken about Kumkum’s tits not having enough bounce. I
think they’d bounce beautifully. Can’t we check it out?”
Nilanjana had stiffened at the mention of her little sister’s name.
Now she screamed out, “No… please…”
Jo squeezed her tits hard – real hard - and said roughly, “shut up, randi……”
Ustadji: “OK – Vicky, play the video.”
Vicky clicked a remote and a large LCD TV on their side switched on. It was placed so that
Nilanjana, as well as her tormentors could see it clearly. Vicky pressed another button to play the
video.
The screen showed Kumkum’s bedroom at their home. She was facing directly into the camera,
although obviously she didn’t know it was there. She thought she was just facing her mirror. She
was wearing a tight t-shirt and tight fitting jeans.
Nilanjana said, “Oh, my god – how did you get…” but didn’t say anymore as the pressure on her
tits increased.
Vicky replied her half asked question, “have you forgotten Randi bhabhi, that we’ve covered your
house with hidden cameras? You’ve seen videos we made of you… did you think we’d leave out
the chance to record your sexy sister?”
Vicky put the video in slow motion mode…….
They all stared in fascination as Kumkum slowly pulled the t-shirt over her head and dropped it.
She stood there for a moment, admiring her own bra covered boobs, not realizing that several
unknown men would also be admiring them pretty soon.
And she had no idea that only the slutty actions of her sister could prevent her future father-in-
law from seeing the image that she was seeing in the mirror.
Jo lowered his crotch a little and adjusted his position, so that his prick fit in the crack of
Nilanjana’s ass. Through the thin material of her panty and his pants, she could feel his hard dick
become even harder, but right now her full attention was on the screen.
Kumkum’s bra was a very sexy one. It was obviously meant to look good rather than be a
practical support for the breasts. It was made of some thin lacy material, with low cut cups that
left more than half her creamy tits exposed. Even on the screen you could make out that the
boobs were soft yet firm and the skin was creamy smooth.
Even though her nipples were covered, their outline could easily be seen. Everyone could see the
outline of her medium sized areolas and the indentations made by her half erect nipples.
Jo continued to squeeze and massage Nilanjana’s tits, as he too stared at the screen in
fascination, perhaps imagining that he was actually squeezing Kumkum’s tits instead…
On the screen Kumkum’s hands went to her waist, still in slow motion, as she unbuttoned her
jeans and pulled down the zipper, giving them the first glimse of her panties.
Then she leaned just a little forward, put her thumbs in the side waistband of her jeans and tried
to pull them down. But they were a tight fit and wouldn’t go down easily. She had to lean
forward a little more and wriggle her cute ass to get them to slip down past her hips.
She had a really sexy figure. She was slim, with a narrow waist. Her tits were just the right size
and shape and obviously didn’t need much support from her bra. Her hips flared out just the
right amount and as she wriggled her ass, everyone seemed to take collective deep breath.
As she leaned forward more and started to slip her jeans down, her panties started to come into
view. They matched her bra, obviously part of a set, being lacy and thin.
Just as her crotch was about to get exposed, Vicky paused the video.
The image on the screen was amazingly exciting. You could see why Vicky had chosen to show
this video and to pause at this place.
She had leaned forward sufficiently so that her boobs showed to the maximum. They were large,
of course – just one size smaller than Nilanjana’s. They were also hanging forward, so that you
could see that they had no sag at all and when freed from the confines of the bra, they would
stand up proudly.
The top half of her panties could also be seen, though her crotch was just about covered by her
jeans. From this angle, you couldn’t see much of her ass, but it was clear to all that when it was
exposed, her ass would be just as sexy as the rest of her.
Everyone, including Nilanjana, were just staring at the screen – although her feelings were
obviously very different from theirs.
She, of course, knew that Jo was getting very excited. A part of her mind had noticed that as
Kumkum got more exposed, he was kneading her breasts faster and harder and his dick was
rubbing around and pushing into the crack of her ass.
Suddenly, her attention was diverted from the screen to Jo. She felt his hands tighten around her
boobs and felt his dick jerk against her ass.
Before she could realize what was happening, she heard Jo moan in pleasure,
“Aaahhh……….”, and felt something wet against her panty.
Everyone else also heard the moan which was followed almost immediately by the smell which
told them that Jo had cum in his pants against Nilanjana’s ass.
This broke the tension that had built up during Kumkum’s strip show and everyone burst out
laughing...
Vicky immediately told Rohit: “Didn’t I tell you Jo would be the first to cum?... you owe me 500
bucks……”
Rohit also grinned and replied, “I guess you’re an expert in guys well as girls…”
Jo stepped back. He was embarrassed – but only for a second. Then he also grinned good
naturedly……..Everyone laughed – even Jo. The tension that had built up during the whole attack
on Nilanjana’s boobs was broken.
Nilanjana was expecting the fat man to step up next, but he seemed content to sit back and
stroke his lund casually through his lungi, as he enjoyed the show.
She had no idea that he was to play a major role in the night’s “entertainment”.
Everyone stepped back. The guys made fresh drinks and sat down again. Jo went and washed up.
Even Nilanjana was permitted to put down her aching hands and use the bathroom. She was
afraid to do so at first, fearing that they would find some way to humiliate her, but they left her
alone. In fact, they told her to take her time and to get herself a cold drink in the kitchen and
relax for a bit.
Of course, there was nothing kind-hearted about it. After all, they didn’t want her to faint in
middle of the next act…….
In the meanwhile, they checked on Jamuna. She was still unconscious, but otherwise seemed
OK. It was obvious that she would remain out for some more time and they could continue the
entertainment with Nilanjana.
Nilanjana came back somewhat refreshed and feeling a little better. However, as she stepped
into the lighted area in front of the men, where the cameras could get the best shot, she saw the
frozen picture of her little sister Kumkum in her bra on the TV on one side and saw Vicky step
forward towards her on the other, and she knew that the break was over….
Kumkum’s picture was a reminder to her that she had to do everything possible to protect her
and she decided that she’ll do anything that she was told to do, no matter how humiliating,
degrading or painful……..Vicky stepped up to Nilanjana and without saying a word gestrured with
his finger that she should get down on her hands and knees.
As she did so, he clipped a dog leash to a hook on the back of the dog collar she was wearing.
She had never quite forgotten about the collar, even though it had not figured in the
entertainment so far. It was just tight enough to keep reminding her of her status as their slave
and she’d known that somewhere along the line, they’d use it to humiliate her.
She made an attractive sight, this 30 year old woman, who had at one time been an ordinary
housewife, but was now a sexy slut. She was on her hands and feet like a dog bitch, wearing
nothing but panties, a dog collar and leash. Her big heavy boobs were hanging below her,
wobbling slightly at each motion. Behind her narrow waist, her broad panty covered ass was
sticking out sexily. Her panties showed a small stain where Jo’s cum had seeped through.
Vicky made a sound with his lips, as though he was actually calling a dog, and tugged at the
leash, “come on, kutiya bhabhi…”
She winced at this new insult, but didn’t have time to think about it, as Vicky had already started
walking towards where the men were seated on sofas and she had to scramble to keep up with
him on her hands and knees, her boobs bouncing below her chest and her ass swinging, as she
tried to move as fast as possible.
He stopped close to the fat man and pulled on the leash, so that she had to come very close to
his legs.
“Randi Bhabhi, this is Choudhari Shivshankar. He is tonight’s chief guest and in fact, the sponsor
for the whole evening.”
As she just kept looking down, he said, “Where are your manners randi bhabhi? - say Namaste to
our guest…..”
“Nnn… Namaste…”, as she paused, she felt a tug on the leash… “mmm…. Namaste, mmm…
maalik…….”
She looked up at him, really noticing him properly for the first time that evening. Till now she’d
just thought that he must some friend of Ustadji – no one really important.
She saw a dark, fat and ugly man. He was partly bald and what hair he had, were grey. He was
sitting relaxed in a silk kurta and lungi. He glanced down at her contemptuously. She could see
authority and cruelty on his face.
“Choudhariji is a very big man in the city. He has lots of businesses in the city and lots of land all
over the state. Don’t you think such a man deserves to be shown some respect?”
“Yyy… yes… maalik…”
“Good – then show your respects to him the way a randi dog bitch should… by licking his feet”.
She was stunned for a second, but then bent her face and approached his naked feet. As she got
close she noticed that they were dirty and smelly and she felt nausea rising in her throat at the
thought of licking them and hesitated for a moment.
But she thought of Kumkum, swallowed hard and got down to the disgusting task of licking
Choudhariji’s dirty, smelly feet…Nilanjana, swallowing all shame and dignity, started licking
Choudhariji’s feet, but after only a few licks he put his foot on her face and pushed her away.
Vicky, “Oh, oh….. looks like you’re not able to keep our guest interested… now what do we do?
Jamuna is not yet in any condition to entertain him. After all, he is our chief guest. We’re obliged
to provide some entertainment for him. If you can’t keep him entertained, we’ll just have to see
some more of Kumkum’s videos. We have several very interesting recordings of her…… even
more interesting than what’s on the screen now.”
Nilanjana took a quick look at the scene frozen on the TV screen, of Kumkum in her bra, bending
forward and about to take off her jeans.
“No… please… give me another chance… I’ll entertain him…”
“Well……, you can try…..”, Vicky said doubtfully.

Nilanjana sat up straight on her knees, although Vicky was still holding her on a leash and held
up her boobs, offering them to Choudhariji…
“Oh, Choudhariji, wouldn’t you like to play with my boobs…….. see how sexy they are……”
Choudhariji just looked her without saying anything and without showing much interest…
“See how big and soft they are….” She continued, squeezing her boobs, “… and look how hard
my nipples have become… wouldn’t you like to pinch them…” she said, tugging at her nipples,
using her most seductive voice, although she was dying of shame inside…
“No !”, said Choudhariji, “I’ve seen the others play with them and they don’t interest me…
they’re neither as big as Jamuna’s, nor as cute as Kumkum’s…”
Vicky gave a little tug on her leash, “well, randi bhabhi, don’t you have anything else you can
offer our guest?”
Nilanjana, looking defeated, looked at him without understanding what he meant…
“… something on the other end ??...”
Nilanjana understood what he meant… “…. Oh…, my… my… p.. p.. pussy….”
and started to get up in order to take off her panty, but Vicky gave a sharp tug on the leash and
caused her to topple over, making everyone laugh…
“Who gave you permission to get up or to take off your panty?” Vicky said sharply.
“but… but…”, she said, sitting up again…
“First you must get Choudhariji to agree that he’s interested in seeing your pussy ... otherwise
we’ll just have to play another video of Kumkum… I think the one of her taking a bath has come
out quite nicely…”
Nilanjana was becoming desperate, “Oh, Choudhariji, please take a look at my pussy…”
Vicky gave her a kick on her butt, making her topple over again, “How dare you use his name???
Don’t you know what you’re supposed to call him?”
Nilanjana sat up again, “Ji… ji… maa… maalik…”
Choudhariji, “Pussy? My English is not very good. What is it called in Hindi?”
“Maalik… maalik …. my…. … it’s my…. ch… choot… maalik…” she said her voice cracking out of
shame and fear…
Choudhariji, “oh, you do know some nice words, eh? Let’s see which other words you know –
that might be interesting…”
“first tell me what else do you call your… what did you say?... pussy? … and put your hand on it
when you talk about it…”
She put her hand on her pussy, over the panty…
“…maalik, vagina?”
Everyone laughed at that, but waited for her to continue without saying anything…
“… cunt?...”
“OK – and what do you call those things you were offering me just now?”
She put her hands on her boobs, “my breasts, maalik… my boobs… my tits…”
“and in hindi?”
She had to think for a second, “… hmm… du du?...” she said hesitantly, not sure of it, but not
being able to think of anything else…
“du du???” everyone started laughing…
She thought hard and remembered, “…mmm… Mammey ?....”
“Ha… ha… ha… Ok, I’ll accept that…”
“Now, what do you call this thing that’s making a tent in my lungi?” he asked as he leaned
forward and stroked his dick, as he looked close at her face…
She hesitated, not wanting to say such words, but knowing she had no choice, “Maalik… it’s
your… penis…”
but as she said it, she knew that’s not what they wanted to hear, so she continued,
“… your dick ?...”
A tug on the leash from Vicky told her that she better continue…
“… your prick?”
“And in Hindi?...”
“… l… l… lund…”, she said, “…l…l… lauda…”
everyone clapped at that, embarrassing her further…
Choudhariji said sarcastically, “boy, she’s a total randi… no decent woman would know such
words….. he… he… he…”
“Well, surely you’re angy at us now… give us some gaalis… hindi gaalis….”
She sat stunned… she knew the words they wanted to hear, but couldn’t bring herself to say
them…
Vicky, “Surely, a total randi like you must be know some gaalis… it will be entertaining to hear
them…. Otherwise, we can always find other entertainment…”
“No… no… maalik…. Hmmm.. Bhenchod… hmmm… madarchod…”, as tears started to form at the
corner of her eyes…
Everyone was laughing and clapping now…, except Choudhariji…
“… I don’t know any more…”, she said tearfully, although she did know more…
Vicky said, “come on…”, as he gave another tug on her leash…
“…mmm… bhonsadi ka… teri maa ki choot… teri maa ka bhonsada… hmmm… laude ke baal…”
At this finally even Choudhariji laughed and clapped, “Not bad… you’ve certainly proved yourself
to be a total randi…”
“Wah! Wah!... OK – I just might think about getting entertained by you…..”
“Now, what was it you were offering to show me?”
“maalik… my… my… choot… maalik…”
Vicky, “not like that randi… get back on your hands and knees, like a bitch… stick out your ass,
look up in his eyes and beg real hard...”
She got back into that humiliating position and looked at Choudhariji with pleading eyes…
“maalik… please look at my choot…” she begged…
“Ah, yes – you wanted me to see your choot…, right…”

“But why? Why would I want to see your choot?... I don’t think I’m interested…”
Nilanjana felt despair and two big tears dropped from her eyes. She had never imagined that she
would feel chagrinned because a fat stranger refused to see her pussy…Nilanjana was
desperately trying to entertain Choudhariji by getting him to see her cunt, but he didn’t seem
interested.
She had never imagined that she would feel chagrined because a fat stranger refused to see her
pussy…
“Maalik…., please… please let me show you my choot…..”, Nilanjana begged in a desperate bid to
prevent the showing of Kumkum’s videos…
“No… I know you are a total randi…, but I don’t think I want to see your choot…” replied
Choudhariji, teasing her, “… why would I want to see your choot?”
“Maalik, please look at it… it’s very… mmm… very sexy…”
“hmmm… I don’t know…. What’s it like?”
“Maalik, it’s … mmm… cute… mmm… and juicy… it’s got nice fat lips… I’m sure you’ll enjoy it…”
Nilanjana tried her best to sound sincere and seductive… although she was dying of shame
inside …
She had already showed her cunt to most of these people before and had many things done to it
by them, so she was no longer ashamed to show her cunt… but trying to persuade this fat man
to look at her cunt, begging him to look at it as though it was she who wanted to show it was
another matter……
It was uncanny how these people could come up with new ways to humiliate her, just as she got
used to something…
“Well… OK, I’ll see it…… if….. if… Ustadji agrees…” Choudhariji agreed with apparent reluctance.
Nilanjana was wondering whether she’ll now have to beg Ustadji…
However, Ustadji got up and came over and said,
“Since our chief guest has agreed to have a special viewing of this choot, we must first have it
inaugurated at his hands…”
“Inaugurated???” Nilanjana couldn’t resist asking in surprise…
“Of course, randi – since you’ve described it as such a special piece… any work of art like that
must be inaugurated before it’s viewed by the public…”
“OK, randi, turn around with your back to us, stay on your knees and put your head down on the
floor and spread your legs… wide… wider…” instructed Ustadji… “Jo, get a pair of scissors.”
She seemed dazed by this new drama, as she quickly followed the instructions…
In this position, her ass was pointed up and her cunt, behind the panties was directly facing the
audience….
“Choudhariji – you must give a speech before the inauguration……”

“Friends…”, Choudhariji started giving a mock speech like a Neta…, “I am honoured that you
have chosen me to lay bare before you this beautiful piece of work…”
“We have heard the owner of this choot describe it as cute, juicy and sexy and I’m sure it will
satisfy the desire raised in all of us by this description… God has created choots for only one
purpose and I’m sure this randi’s choot, that we are about to see, will fulfill it’s purpose in the
most lusty manner…..”
At this, all of them burst into applause and laughter and Choudhariji turned bent over the panty
covered ass…
Nilanjana was burning with shame and was glad that they couldn’t see her tear covered face, as
it was down on the floor.
“Jo, make sure your get some close-up shots… and point that light properly…” Vicky reminded Jo
and in the process, reminded Nilanjana that the whole shameful episode was being recorded by
several cameras and would surely be used to blackmail her further. She did not even consider
the possibility of the recording being used commercially.
The light was adjusted so that the whole of her posterior was well illuminated… the twin
mounds of her wide hips, raised beautifully, the panties pulled tight, the legs spread wide… The
panties had run into the crack of her ass, showing the two globes separately, highlighting the
crack of her ass. The shape of her cunt was clearly visible behind the panties…
She felt the cold steel on her soft skin as Choudhariji slowly inserted a blade of the scissors
beneath the narrow band on right side and cut it off. Similarly he soon cut of the band on the left
side. With the waist band now cut, the front of the panties fell down. The ruined panty rested on
her butt with half the material hanging behind her, still covering her pussy from their view, held
in place by the clench of the crack of her ass.
Choudhariji leaned forward and paused dramatically for a second with his hand on the panty and
then with a single whipping motion pulled it away.
As the audience burst into another applause, Nilanjana was now totally exposed to the lusty
eyes of the men, as well as the cameras….The audience burst into applause as Nilanjana’s cunt
was formally inaugurated … She was once again fully naked in front of these men – all she was
wearing now was a dog collar and leash…
Chaudhariji continued his speech,
“It is my pleasure to declare this randi choot open for public viewing and use… God made choots
for only one purpose and I’m sure this choot and its owner will fulfill their destined purpose in a
manner befitting a total randi… ”
There was more applause, as Nilanjana turned bright red with shame…
Vicky stepped back into his role as master of ceremony, “I now invite our chief guest to be the
first one - tonight - to take a close look and share his observations…”
Choudhariji knelt down behind the kneeling woman and pretended to observe the cunt.
“Hmmm… it certainly is a beautiful choot… she wasn’t kidding us when she said it’s sexy…”
Suddenly, Nilanjana felt his fingers stroke her pussy lips lightly… she shuddered even though she
had been expecting it…
“It is soft…”,
she felt him pinch the lips hard, “… and the lips are fat…”,
she felt his finger slip just a little bit inside and move up and down,
“…and juicy…”, she was ashamed that in spite of (or perhaps because of) all the humiliation, her
pussy was somewhat moist. Was she subconsciously enjoying all this, she wondered to herself…
“… perhaps there are just a few too many hair…” he said as he grabbed one of her pussy hair and
pulled gently at first,
“…a little better maintenance would have been nice, but we can take care of it later, like this…”
he said as he pulled hard and plucked the hair out from the root. It hurt like hell and she had to
bite her lips to keep from crying out, as she heard more applause…
Choudhariji stood up and Vicky invited the others to come for a viewing. They all played with her
pussy, pinching her lips and clit hard and pulling out some hair. She had to struggle to keep from
crying out, as her pussy was thoroughly abused…
Ustadji stepped forward once more and asked her to lift up her head and get back on her hands
and feet and turn around and face them…
“Now that you open for use by your public, which hole of yours do you think should be used
first?”, he asked…
Nilanjana didn’t understand what he meant and just stared up at him.
He was standing in front of her, the tent in his lungi right in front of her eyes. He gave her a light
slap and said sarcastically, “Are you also stupid, in addition to being a randi?”
“You have three holes that can be fucked, don’t you? Well, I’m asking you which hole should be
fucked first……”
Nilanjana thought quickly and gave the answer she thought he’d want to hear…
“Maalik, please… I think my … my… cunt should be fucked first…”
The answer was met with a hard slap, that nearly toppled her over.
“Wrong answer, bitch… , try again…”
She couldn’t bear the thought of being fucked in her tender asshole…
“Please, maalik… fuck me in my mouth…” she tried, but once again she got a hard slap on the
other cheek…
She bit her lips and stammered out what she thought was the correct answer…
“Maalik… please… please…. Fuck me… in… in… my… ass…”
To her surprise, she got slapped again, harder than before and toppled over.
“Wrong answer again, bitch…” she heard as she felt Vicky pull on the leash, which made her
scramble back on to her hands and feet. She looked up at Ustadji dumbly, not knowing what to
do… how could all 3 answers be wrong?
“Do you want to know…” SLAP, “… the correct answer?...” SLAP, “… Or should I just…” SLAP,”… go
on slapping you”, he said while delivering 3-4 more slaps…
“Please tell me the correct answer, maalik…”

“Lick my feet first, if you want me to tell you something you should already know…”
She quickly bent her head down and started licking his smelly feet.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up sharply and bent forward so that his eyes were level
with hers.
“The correct answer is – please fuck me in any hole, at any time and in any place for as long as
you want… GOT IT?”
She just nodded. She couldn’t say anything as her voice choked and tears started streaming
down her cheeks… Nilanjana was naked on her hands and feet, Vicky holding her by the leash
and with Ustadji bending over her, pulling her face up by her hair, to look into her eyes …
“Now SAY IT…”
Nilanjana trembled at the ruthlessness in his voice, as she repeated,
“Maalik, please fuck me in any hole…, at any time and in any place… for as long as you want…”
“That’s more like it… now you’re a true and total randi…..”, he said harshly, “Say it, what are
you?...”
“I’m a… a… true… and … and… total… randi…” she said, tears streaming down her face, which
only seemed to excite the guys….
“And what would you like us to do with you?...”

“… I…. I… I would like you to… to… fuck me in any hole…, at any time and in any place for … for…
as long as you want…”
“spoken like a true randi……”
“Well, since Choudhariji is our chief guest, he, of course, has the first choice of what to do…”
Choudhariji stepped forward and stopped in front of her, the tent in his lungi very obvious…
“Take off his lungi…”
She reached up and pulled down his lungi and his lund sprang free… He stood in front of her, his
large lund standing proudly erect in her face…
“Now, if you really want him to fuck you, you must first describe and praise his lund…”
“… oh… oh…” she was stuck for a while, but she knew that she had no choice and also that she
had better make it good ans slutty…
“Oh, maalik, you have a wonderful… mmm…. Wonderful … mmm… lund…”
She reached up with one hand to stroke it gently, “it’s so… so… big… and… and… so thick… so…
so… hard… ”
She tried to think quickly of more interesting things to say, but it was difficult…
“… oh, maalik, I can’t wait for it to … to… to… fill all… my… my… holes…” she managed to say in
her most slutty voice, which contrasted drastically with the tears on her face…
Choudhariji spoke up, almost in a bored voice, “Well, randi… if you really want it so badly, I guess
I can let you have it…, but where?... hmmm…”
“I guess since I inaugurated your pretty choot, perhaps I’ll start with it…” he said as he moved
around her and kneeled behind her and lined up his lund with her choot and prepared to plunge
in…..Nilanjana was doing all she could do to protect her sister from the clutches of these
villains... as she lay on her all fours, baring her womanhood in front of so many men…
Till about 2 days back – although it seemed a lifetime ago - she had exposed herself to only one
man in her life.. her husband.. but last two days had broken her.. she was shattered inside.. she
did not remember how many men had seen her naked.. she did not even remember in how
many different ways these men had used and abused her once so private parts and body... and
worse than all of that – the many different ways they’d humiliated her, making her into a total
randi…
She deemed it ok for her sister to mistrust her… she could not even share her grief with her… so
long as she was safe from these monsters…
And she was getting bullied by another lady.. whom she hated.. if that was not bad enough, the
very fact that her husband, a man whom she loved and had trusted, was now sharing her bed ...
the wife in her was completly shattered and felt alone as was the woman in her… she knew
there was no one she could turn to for help or support…
She closed her eyes as the clock struck 11.. ting ting ting ting.....
Meanwhile Kumkum sat alone, depressed, in her room at her sister’s apartment.. she was in her
shabby clothes which looked as though she had been wearing them for days... she had come
back to patch up with her sister and also expected sid, her jija, to be back from the tour…
She wondered if she was the bride-to-be for the engagement function in just a few days... sitting
alone, and trying to avoid the neighbours... all the patch up mood had evaporated.. she tried
Nilanjana's phone, but it was switched off.. so was Siddarth's.. she was almost in tears when the
phone rang... it was Rahul, her fiancé... she rubbed her eyes dry and tried to sound normal as
she went into the chat, although she knew she couldn’t share what was bothering her, even with
him…
In the meanwhile, Siddarth had just woken up in Asma’s bed and was taking bed tea. He was
feeling a heavy headed after taking too much alcohol with Asma last evening… He wanted to
hurry home but Asma cajoled him into staying for another day... he agreed as she told him that
she had requested somebody in the office to convey the same to Nilanjana…
Little did he know that Nilanjana had no idea about him and was still expecting him back that
day and was serving her new masters on all fours as the thick dick, of a stranger was aligned to
enter into her womanhood…
For a fleeting moment Nilanjana wondered what Sid would think when he came home and
found her missing… and where her sister was and whether she’ll be able to keep protecting her…
Then her mind snapped back to the present, as she felt Choudhariji grab her hips and felt the tip
of his dick touch the outer lips of her pussy…
And at the same time she saw another naked dick move in front of her face, blocking her view of
the frozen image on the TV of Kumkum in her bra and taking off her panty…Just as she felt
Choudhariji grab her hips from behind, Nilanjana saw another naked dick in front of her face.
She didn’t even have an opportunity to see whose it was, as she felt him grab her hair tightly and
move her face onto the dick… not that it mattered to her who it was…
She felt a stabbing pain in her cunt, as Choudhariji pushed his thick dick in her cunt. Her pussy
was tight and completely dry, but that didn’t seem to bother him – he just pushed hard and had
his dick fully embedded in her in just two hard strokes and he started thrusting in and out slowly
- slapping her ass at every in-stroke.
It felt as if her pussy was being torn to pieces, but as she screamed out at this invasion, the man
in front of her pushed his dick in her open mouth, almost all the way to the opening of her
throat and she heard Ustadji’s voice tell her, “you better suck good, randi and I better not feel
your teeth…”
Her pussy felt as though it was being rubbed with sandpaper, but she tried to ignore the pain in
her pussy and concentrated on sucking Ustadji. She had not had much experience in this – in fact
until two days ago she’d had no experience in giving a blowjob. She had always refused to take
her husband’s dick in her mouth, considering it a disgusting act.
But she knew that she had to keep Ustadji happy and tried her best to suck him as best as she
could…
Obviously, it was not good enough in the beginning - all she could think of was to move her
mouth up and down on his dick and Ustadji had to shout at her…
“Are you a machine – just moving up and down? You’re supposed to suck it… suck it… use your
tongue, randi bitch…” he said, as he twisted her hair in his grip and pulled them hard…
She did feel like a fuck-machine, but she tried to use a combination of her lips, mouth and
tongue to create a strong suction, at the same time moving his dick in and out of her mouth.
Soon the whore that’s inside every woman enabled her to figure out the technique and Ustadji
started grunting in pleasure…
At the same time, Choudhariji was pistoning in and out of her cunt. By now her cunt had
lubricated a bit naturally and had expanded to accommodate his dick and the pain had reduced
somewhat. He was fucking her slowly, taking his time with each stroke, but driving his big dick
hard all the way to the root each time. It felt as though he was stabbing her all the way to her
stomach and tearing her apart at the same time.
At the same time, he was playing with her soft bottom. He was pinching it and slapping it hard
every now and then, enjoying the sound it made.
Now, he changed his tune. He stopped moving and said, “Hey, randi – am I supposed to do all
the work here? What are you - a cunt or a piece of log? Start fucking me back…..”
Nilanjana understood and started pushing her cunt back and forth on his dick, as he stood
relaxed behing her on his knees…
So, Nilanjana not only had make a good job of sucking Ustadji, she also had to move her ass back
and forth to give a good fucking to Choudhariji..
“Ya… that’s more like it… move it faster, bitch…” Choudhariji said, as he slapped the two globes
of her ass alternately…
As she settled down in this rhythm, she felt two bodies kneel down next to her on either side
and start squeezing her boobs and pulling and pinching her nipples. Once in a while a hand
would also slide under her belly to her cunt and pinch and pull her clit…
She didn’t know, or care, who it was… All that mattered was that she was now being attacked
from all sides…
To add insult to injury, Ustadji and Choudhariji started chatting about her…
Ustadji said, “Well, Choudhariji, is this randi giving you a good fuck?”
Choudhariji replied, “Oh, yeah – in the beginning she was like a piece of log with a hole, but now
she’s giving me a good fuck. How about you?”
“Same here – in the beginning she just didn’t seem to know how to suck, but now she has
figured it out and is doing a good job…”
“Do you know, Choudhariji, that she’d never had a dick in her mouth – not even her husband’s -
until we started training her a couple of days ago??? No wonder he had to take Asma as his
mistress… He he he…”
“Yeah – poor fellow. What a waste of all these years… but it must be his fault, you know. He must
not have known how to bring out the whore inside her…”
“True – I bet he treated her with love and kindness… You know, there’s a randi inside even the
most sidha-saada woman – you just have to slap her around a bit to bring her out…”
“Yes – look at this one… used to be the perfect bharatiya naari and now she is the perfect
bharatiya randi.. ha… ha… ha…”
Nilanjana felt like she was dying inside. They were talking about her as if she wasn’t there and
that it was just some maching sucking and fucking them… And the references to Sid and Asma
made her fume inside and at the same time she was ashamed and humiliated as she recognized
that there was some truth in what they were saying and that under their treatement she really
had started behaving like an expert randi…
But she had no choice but to keep her feelings to herself – in fact to completely ignore them –
and to keep doing her job of sucking and fucking to the best of her newly found abilities…
She was surprised when they both pulled out together, but she heard Ustadji say, “Let’s
exchange places…”
She heard them walk around her and settle down at her opposite ends…
Then, Ustadji asked Jo for a tube of Vaseline. As she took Choudhariji’s dick in her mouth, she
wondered why he needed Vaseline – after all her cunt was well lubricated by now…
She found out soon enough, as she felt a finger rub a sticky gel on her asshole…
She screamed around Choudhariji’s dick, “NOooooo…..” 145 page

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synopisis - This is a long tale of ordeal about a 30 yr old housewife Nilanjana. A blackmail tale..

So advice minors and different taste people to keep out..

Part 2 - Preface continued..

End of Preface - End of part 2...

Nilanjana : YOU.. Why are you here???

Vicky : Bhabhi, Namaste Bhabhi.

Nilanjana : (ignoring his greeting) Why are you here?

Rohit : Hello.. bhabhi (bhabhi coming in a bit late)

Nilanjana : (thinking) ok.. wait here..

Nilanjana (irritated) : Water..

Vicky : Bhabhi, you still look sexy.

Nilanjana : shut up. Finish the glass and get going.

Nilanjana : SHUT UP, LEAVE... (pointing to the door)..

Nilanjana was fuming now, but Vicky was as cool as ice.

Nilanjana : do you want me to call the police.

Nilanjana : GET LOST.. i tell you.

Nilanjana : I am calling the police if you dont leave right now..

Vicky : wait bhabhi, please see this before you do.

Nilanjana : (confused) what is it.

Nilanjana : what is ,.... wait.. OHH MY GOD..

Nilanjana : what is this.

Vicky : what you think about it?

Nilanjana : this is.. this is..

Nilanjana felt a streak of chill run down her spine.

Nilanjana : how did you get this? where is Kumkum?

Nilanjana : with you?? what do you mean?

Vicky : ohh bhabhi.. u ask lot of questions.

Nilanjana : bastard.. what do ..

A voice on phone got her back into the room.

(voice on phone) : hello boss...

Vicky (on the phone) : how is chidiya doing?

(voice on phone) : boss she is getting angry.. crying..

(voice on phone) : boss .. can i touch her??

Nilanjana : please let me talk to her..

Kumkum (on the phone) crying) Hellooo..

Nilanjana (on the phone) : Hello..

Kumkum (on the phone) : Hello didiii.. pls save me didi..

Nilanjana (on the phone) : hello.. kummu.. hello.. are you....

Nilanjana(on the phone) : i will kummu.. where are you..

Nilanjana paused her steps..

Vicky : he he.. maybe your are Kumkum's sister.. he he..

Nilanjana : what do you want from me?

Vicky : only some help.. for our new business..

Nilanjana : how much money??

Vicky : my new business is BLUE FILMS...

Nilanjana : how much money you want for your business??

Nilanjana : (screaming) SHUT UP.. I AM YOUR BHABHI..

Nilanjana tried to divert the things to family and relations..

Nilanjana : no please.. i did not do it for..

Vicky : you are going to pay today with your sis...

Nilanjana : what do you want?

Nilanjana : tell me what you want..

Vicky : I want the heroine for my blue film..

Vicky : I want the heroine for my blue film..

Nilanjana : so you are looking at a wrong place..

Nilanjana : what if I refuse..

Nilanjana : shut up.

Vicky : you want to refuse??

Vicky : (getting up to leace) ok rohit.. we will have to use the backup..

Nilanjana : can there be no other way?

Vicky : yeah, i told u.. we can always use the backup..

Vicky : for free??

Vicky (walking to the door) : i dont have time..