It came in waves. For a while I would be deeply saddened by her misadventures yet moments later, I would have a raging hard on visualizing her narrations. Though conflicted, I somehow started enjoying the thrill of this weird ride. I even stopped to wonder as to how any of these events were possible but often, reality is stranger than fiction. Things like these happen all the time but are many a times swept under the rug.
Scene One – Incoming story prep
The previous night was extremely draining for me. Not only was I up late into the night but I had also jerked off extensively while and after listening to her story. This new addiction was making me weak, or so I thought.
As usual, I was ready for another session during bedtime. I switched off the lights, hopped on to my bed and put on my earphones. Then the wait began.
It was almost midnight when Amishi finally called me. I let it ring for a while and then picked up the call.
“Hey, how was your day?”, I spoke up. “Not bad over here”, she replied.
“Tonight’s story is something you would never expect and something that even I had never expected. It might also make you angry so I hope you can control yourself”, Amishi continued.
“I’ll be fine, please begin”, I said softly as my cock twitched in my shorts.
I’m sure I had mentioned about my doorbell ringing late at night during my previous narration. Initially I thought it was my roommate but she was vacationing at her hometown.
I sat upright and tried to wait it out. Perhaps if I didn’t make any sound, they will think I’m asleep and leave. But the doorbell continued ringing, more intensely now. I jumped from my bed and scurried towards the door. It was only after I had unlatched the locks that I remembered I wasn’t wearing any undergarments.
“Hello Amishi beti”, the warm voice of our watchman uncle emanated from the other side as I slightly parted my door ajar. “Oh, uncle what’s the matter?”, I asked him with a quizzical look on my face.
“It’s Yadav Sir, I told him that you couldn’t make it tonight but it seems the meeting can’t wait. It’s urgent so if you could please follow me”, he spoke with a concerned look on his face. “Umm, what’s it about?”, I asked reluctantly. “It’s better to meet Yadav Sir directly dear, please come now”, he spoke again. It would have been a good thing to get properly dressed first, but considering his anxious state I decided to get it over with and pulled open my door, stepping outside. Our watchman uncle Bhola was one of the few people I trusted in the building so I placed my faith on him and headed towards Yadav’s room, Bhola leading the way.
Yadav’s door was already open when we reached. “I’ll wait here beti, you go in”, Bhola spoke as he stopped outside the door. I was a little uncomfortable going in without him, especially with my attire but I had already come so far. I smiled at Bhola once and entered inside.
“So, you are Amishi”, an unfamiliar voice welcomed me as I stepped into Yadav’s room. It was Yadav, seated on a couch with a magazine on his hand. “Sit down”, he said, rather harshly.
“It’s ok, can you please tell me why have you called me?”, I spoke up with my arms crossed. Yadav looked at me, eyeing me from head to toe. “Oh, attitude huh. Girls these days”, he exclaimed as he placed the magazine on a table. “Let’s see how much attitude how show once you know why I called you here”, saying this he got up and walked towards his computer table.
“You see, many couples are destroying the sanctity of our building and our culture. Holding hands, kissing and what not. These things aren’t allowed before marriage, especially in this building”, he started lecturing as he operated his desktop. “Such actions are not at all tolerated here. This is a good society, where good people live”, he continued.
“But I haven’t done anything like”, I tried interrupting but he shushed me as he turned the monitor towards me. “Just watch”, he said firmly as my eyes widened in shock. There on his computer a video played, it was me and Suresh a few days back.
I watched in horror as the video kept running, displaying lews acts between me and Suresh. Absolutely unprepared for this sudden predicament, I covered my mouth with my hands, completely frozen in shock and fear.
“Go on, show your attitude now!”, Yadav spoke more harshly now turning to face me directly. “I, actually, no it’s not what, like, I can explain”, I blabbered a bit but then lowered my head in shame, as explaining Suresh’s blackmail would then lead to more complications. “Sorry Yadav ji”, I muttered softly and continued looking at the floor.
“Acts like these can’t be forgiven. We haven’t let you stay here to do all these nasty things”, he started speaking louder now, almost shouting out. “Pack your bags immediately and exit the building! We shall also send over these recordings to your parents, we have all your emergency contacts!”.
My heartbeat fastened as I heard this. Vacating the room was one thing, but having your family watch your scandalous tape was something you can even imagine. I looked at Yadav with a petrified face.
“Please Yadav Sir, please!”, I started pleading, joining my hands together, tears almost flooding my eyes. “It was my mistake Yadav Sir, I’m so sorry. This will never happen again Yadav Sir. Please forgive me this time!”, I continued with shaky hands and legs. Even my voice trembled in fear and embarrassment.
Perhaps it was hope which led me thinking that my requests would trigger pity in him and I would eventually be let go. But instead, somehow it only enraged Yadav, more than he already was. His eyes widened in anger and he began stomping towards me with a sudden burst of energy, raising his hand which indicated an oncoming slap! I instinctively raised my hands in defence.
“You dirty bitch!”, Yadav cursed at me as his burly right hand landed powerfully on my face, knocking me back and downwards onto the floor. I saw a bright flash and it all went blank for a moment. As I regained my senses seconds later, I was on the floor with a sharp stinging pain on my cheek. I rubbed my injured cheek and tried to focus as my head spun, trying to regain its balance.
I stared blankly for a few seconds more and then looked at Yadav. There was an unusual look on his face now, his eyes focused on me but not looking directly into my eyes. It was only then that I realized the posture that I was in, especially considering my current attire.
I was in a sitting position with my legs significantly parted, bent upwards at the knees and upper body leaning slightly backwards, resting on my hands. I quickly lowered my gaze onto my chest, only to find my top rolled indecently upwards, exposing the underside of my left breast, while my right breast was on full display. My skirt was almost bunched up at my waist, providing a clear view of my clean-shaven pussy to my attacker.
Completely dazed by the sudden powerful assault, it took me a while to come in terms with my position and recompose myself in a more decent posture while also lowering down my clothes. Another few seconds of uncomfortable silence elapsed before Yadav finally muttered, “Fucking hell, this bitch isn’t even wearing anything underneath her skimpy costume! What a cheap slut!”. He suddenly started walking towards me swiftly, zoning in on me like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.
“Oh my God, no!”, was all I could blurt out as I realized what was happening. I tried to move quickly and get up on my feet but Yadav was too fast. The next thing I knew, Yadav was on top of me and I was back on the floor, completely laid to rest on my back now.
“Fucking bitch!”, Yadav muttered as he grabbed my hands and shoved them above my head. He had already parted my legs when pinning me down and now he towered above me, holding me in place with his enormous strength. His knees painfully crushed my thighs while his hands kept mine fully extended, thus rendering me completely trapped. “You walk around our building like this huh? What a tease!”, he continued belittling me as he adjusted his body to his comfort.
“So, you came to seduce me slut?”, Yadav asked in a threatening tone, staring directly into my eyes. All his anger had now mutated into a violent lustful emotion, all thanks to the unfortunate display of my privates. “No Yadav Sir, no please, I didn’t plan any of this. I was..”, I started blabbering when I felt another sharp pain on my cheek once again. SLAP! Yadav had slapped me, knocking the words out of my mouth. I didn’t even realize when he had freed one of his hands; both my hands were being held tightly by his left hand only!
“Don’t argue bitch!”, Yadav ordered, lowering his upper body now. He was coming in for a kiss! Instinctively I turned away my head but he immediately rotated back in place with his free hand and planted a violent dominating kiss on my lips. “Umphh”, I moaned as I felt the disgusting taste of tobacco on my mouth. The smell was extremely repulsive but I had no choice except taking it all in as my mouth was occupied by the forceful invasion.
Yadav wasted no time at all as he began kissing my lips vigorously. I tried to keep my lips shut, but he soon forced his tongue inside, amplifying the tidal wave of tobacco torture. Then his mouth took off and landed on my neck, as he started sucking on it next. With my hands firmly held in place, twisting my neck in random directions was all I could do in response. “Such white skin”, Yadav mumbled as he kept exploring my neck with his dirty mouth.
“Please!”, I let out a faint cry as I felt Yadav’s free hand now tugging at my top, trying to lift it upwards. My hands tried to escape in vain. “Don’t act shy now bitch”, Yadav said as he roughly rolled up my top baring my breasts completely. I turned away my head in shame as Yadav marvelled at my globes. “Damn bitch! Didn’t know you had such amazing milk packets!”, Yadav exclaimed as he slowly placed his unoccupied hand on my right tit.
“No, please no!”, I squealed as Yadav started squeezing both of my breasts in turns. It started gently at first but soon became significantly animalistic. Yadav spared no mercy as his brawny palm gripped and mashed my globes like a claw, often times sliding them over my smooth tender skin just to enjoy the feel, agonizing me in turn. I could sense every movement of his coarse hand gliding over my mounds as he panted in delight.
“Ouch!!”, I shrieked as Yadav suddenly pinched my right nipple. “Aah!!!”, I screamed louder as he pinched harder again and twisted it roughly. My moans must have turned him on even more as the next instant I felt his mouth landing on my right boob, he went directly for the nipple! “Oh shit!”, I exclaimed as began greedily licking and sucking the most sensitive points on my chest. A small wave of pleasure coursed through my body now. I’m not sure if Yadav understood this or if he simply wanted to enjoy my ordeal in a more unrestricted manner but unexpectedly let go of my hands and grabbed both my breasts, as he continued feasting on my breasts.
Finding my hands unbound, I quickly placed my hands on his head, grabbing his hair and tried to pull my attacker away from my body. Yadav didn’t even budge, remaining absolutely unresponsive to my attempts, completely lost in his lustful actions. His mouth had now firmly latched on to my right nipple like a suction cup, sucking the life out of it. “Uff shit!”, I moaned as Yadav joyfully kneaded my left nipple between his thumb and pointer fingers while his mouth kept mercilessly sucking my right nipple. As much as I didn’t want it to, pleasure was slowly overcoming my feelings of pain, discomfort and humiliation.
“Oh God!”, I let out a startled cry as I felt something touch my pussy. While Yadav violated my breasts with one of his hands, his other hand had already reached down to my nether regions. “Not there please, not there, Sir please”, I started pleading while a menacing smile lit up Yadav’s face. “You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”, Yadav taunted while rubbing my lips vertically. “No, not enjoyi..Oh shit!”, a sudden moan escaped my mouth mid-sentence; he was right. Though it felt disgusting, though I was being humiliated, my body was betraying me. I was sopping wet below.
With one hand tweaking my left nipple, the other hand performing creative movements on my vagina and his mouth firmly latched onto my right nipple, Yadav kept bombarding me with a flood of pleasurable sensations. I tried to focus on the pain but my body was weak by then. “Shame on you Amishi. Here a strange man is assaulting you and you’re getting wet like a slut!”, I scolded myself as I found my reluctance declining. My hands which were pushing him roughly had become gentle now. “Am I getting tired or am I allowing him to molest me? Is this normal? Do women who get forced like this experience pleasure instead of pain?”. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a finger entering my vagina.
“Aah!”, I let out a fairly loud scream as the sudden painful intrusion rocked my senses. The entire length of his appendage was now deeply lodged within me. Yadav had a really thick finger and to make matters worse, he was wearing a ring on it; thankfully the ring was circular and smooth with no projections. Yadav took a moment to look at my face, relishing my painful expressions as I locked my pleading eyes with him momentarily. “So tight”, he commented before pulling his finger out of me.
My relief was short lived as Yadav pushed his fat finger back into my trembling vagina almost immediately, very roughly this time, as I arched my back in pain. It got worse as he began finger fucking me, picking up a steady pace. “Shit!”, I moaned softly as I felt that similar euphoria clouding my pain again. Waves of pleasure coursed through my body, overshadowing my discomfort. “Your pussy is hungry for more”, Yadav smirked before adding another finger to the assault. “Fuck!”, is all I could mutter as I clenched his hair in response. With my eyes closed, my mind battled the conflicting emotions of pain and pleasure.
“Can you take another one?”, I heard Yadav say as I opened my eyes to stare at him directly. “No Sir, please!”, I said in shock as Yadav slowly thrusted three thick fingers into me. “Aah, it hurts! It hurts! Please stop!”, I gasped hitting him with my dainty hands as his fingers impaled me until they were firmly lodged inside my vagina. “I knew your pussy could eat all that up”, Yadav mocked as he took his time watching me whimper in pain before he slowly retracted his fingers. “All ready for my cock now”, Yadav said adjusting himself as my eyes widened in horror. I knew this would eventually happen but nothing can prepare for something like this.
My mind raced as I started pleading once again, “Please Yadav Sir, please not that! Have mercy on me Sir please!”. I started wriggling frantically, trying to escape somehow. SLAP! A vicious blow landed on my face as Yadav started to speak, “The only way you’re leaving now is having my load inside your belly slut. Or else, be prepared to have your family watch your scandalous tape”. The shock of his slap and the fear of my parents watching my video made me go numb. I stopped struggling and prepared myself for the inevitable.
“Spread your legs for me bitch!”, Yadav commanded as he lowered his trousers, positioning himself to enter me. I complied, with tears in my eyes, staring into the ceiling. Just seconds later I felt his member nudge at my opening. “Oh my God!”, I softly shrieked in anticipation as Yadav lowered his face on mine, planting a deep kiss. “Look at me slut”, he ordered roughly squeezing my right boob. I stared directly into his eyes as his prick started entering me.
“Oh my God, oh my God!”, I started crying out in shock and pain as his cock slowly made its way inside me. My mouth and eyes widened, my back arched and my nails dug deep on his back. “Damn you’re tight as hell. What a pussy!”, Yadav grunted as the entire length of his dick was now fully lodged inside my vagina. I felt as if my someone had impaled me with a steel pole, piercing my stomach. Not only was his penis thick but long as hell.
Once he had enjoyed poking me for the first time, Yadav slowly retracted and looked directly into my eyes. “What a fuck this is gonna be!”, Yadav mumbled before slamming his member back into my aching vagina and started pounding me mercilessly. “Aah! Aah! Uff! Oh my God”, my screams filled the room as Yadav kept ramming me like an animal in heat. The way we were fucking, I’m sure people nearby could easily hear us and make out what was happening.
It was intensely painful at first but soon the pain subsided and my pussy started leaking more fluids. True I felt guilty but it definitely helped me out with the agony. Still, I tried to ignore the pleasure however it was pointless. My body kept betraying me. Yadav’s attention to my breasts didn’t help either, making me even more aroused. His mouth kept switching between my lips and my boobs while ruthlessly fucking me non-stop.
It continued like this for a couple of minutes before Yadav suddenly grabbed my legs and placed it on his shoulders. He wanted to go even deeper. I held my breath as his cock soon rammed my pussy with full force, reaching depths I had never known. “Fuckkkkkkk”, I let out a violent scream as Yadav began fucking me in this position which kept getting worse. My body had to withstand his huge weight as my knees almost touched my ears!
Soon his breath got heavier and I knew he was close. Though scared out of my wits, I was in no position to bargain. “Fuck fuck fuck!”, Yadav groaned all of sudden as I felt his body spasm and my insides getting warmed up by hot spurts of his semen. He kept unloading for quite some time before withdrawing his semi erect penis from my abused pussy and finally collapsing on the floor beside me.
I lay there motionless for a while before the weight of the situation crept up on me. I had just been blackmailed and assaulted. I had been abused and humiliated by a stranger and the bastard didn’t even use any sort of protection. “You’re such an amazing fuck girl!”, I heard Yadav softly speak with gratification. I glanced towards him once and slowly stood up, covering up myself, finally. I could already see red marks all over my body.
“Bhola! Bhola! Come over here!”, Yadav started shouting all of a sudden as I heard the front door unlock and swing open. Bhola rushed in swiftly and stood attentively near the door awaiting instructions. Yadav had apparently composed himself and was now sitting on the couch with a satisfied grin on his face. As for me, I simply stood like a statue, too shook to even decide my next move. “Just look at this whore. She made love to me right now. What a fuck she was Bhola. Look at her, don’t be shy!”, Yadav mockingly spoke to Bhola laughing.
I glanced at Bhola, locking eyes momentarily while adjusting my top and pulling down my skirt. He looked away immediately. At least there was someone in the room who still respected me. I silently thanked him in my mind for not breaking my trust in him. “I want this slut out of this building now Bhola. Meet me after you’re done with her”, Yadav commanded. I was about to speak when I saw Bhola shaking his head at me covertly. I lowered my head and started walking towards the door as Yadav grabbed a handful of my ass cheeks as if bidding goodbye to me.
As soon as I walked past the door, I started sobbing profusely and clutched our watchman uncle’s hand. He silently walked beside me as we distanced ourselves from the scene of my assault. “You’re safe now beti, be strong”, Bhola consoled me. “But uncle, I can’t leave my room so suddenly. Where will I go?”, I spoke still sobbing wildly. “Let’s get you to your room first. I’ll go speak with Yadav Sir and we’ll work something out. Trust me”, Bhola pacified me as he led me towards my room. “Ok, uncle. You’re the only one I trust right now. Please help me”, I replied as we reached my front door. Our watchman uncle left and I entered my room, closing the door behind me.
Instead of rushing to the bathroom, I stood motionless beside the door as my body still trembled from the shock of being so violently assaulted. My muscles were aching and I could feel Yadav’s jizz dripping down my thighs. I must have stood pondering for a long time as soon I heard a knock on my door. “Amishi beti, are you there?”, it was Bhola.
“So, this is what we can do right now”, he began speaking, “Yadav Sir has agreed to let you stay and he will also keep your video private. But he wants something in return”. I knew where this was going in all probability but still, I asked softly, “What is it uncle?”. “Well see Amishi beti, things like this have happened before in this building, with other girls. For now, Yadav wants you serving him as a housemaid”, Bhola explained as I squeezed my eyebrows in bewilderment. “Housemaid?”, I inquired. “Yes, well at least officially”, he explained again, “Your first shift starts tomorrow. Try to reach early. For now, this is the only way beti. Sorry, I have to go. We can discuss more tomorrow. Feel free to drop by my quarter downstairs in case you need anything”. Saying this our watchman uncle scurried away, leaving me more puzzled than ever.
I can narrate more if you wish but I feel kind of sleepy. Also, remembering this incident has shaken me enough for today. Is it okay? Are you there?
“Yes, yes I’m here”, I replied as I adjusted myself on the bed.
“You sound different. Are you okay?”, Amishi spoke over the phone as I grabbed some tissues to wipe myself off.
Yes, I had ejaculated. This time, the story was way too graphic and lewd.
“I’m sorry for detailing so much Shankar. But I just want you understand everything from my perspective so that you don’t judge me incorrectly”, Amishi spoke again.
“I absolutely understand. Just a little shook”, I replied, trying to hide my real emotions.
“Well then, the story continues tomorrow. Bye for now”, Amishi spoke before hanging up as I lay on my bed, sweaty and tired.