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Chapter 5 : Making of a Slut! -1
Neelam, slowly entered the main hall of the Farm house come bungalow. The living room, had lots of people. There were some guys with guns, couple of maids, and also couple of old fellows. The dining table there had a buffet of breakfast lead, may be was for all the bodyguards, couple of local cops were also there in uniform. There was an elderly lady, not really elderly, but may be in her late 40s , who was ordering the house-helps, for all the chores extra. Her eyes falls on Neelam, and she without even asking her for why she has come, and without saying the words, tells her by sign only to go up. Other people in the room, did not even notice Neelam, as if it was routine affair of that place.
Neelam earlier felt little more relieved seeing so many people in the living room, but then as she was directed to go upwards, she felt little uneasy. But slowly slowly she decided to clime the stairs which took her to the top area of the bungalow. It looked that most of the rooms extra, were down only and family members stayed at the top. As climbed the stairs, she found another door, as she opened the door, there was a lavish bedroom. Bedroom had lighting which looked very antique. Bed was huge, and beside lay a couch. The room was empty, but air con was on. She stayed at the door admiring the interior of bedroom, which was not lacking a classic . It was no doubt that this was Patel's room only. There were other 3 or 4 rooms also on the top, but all were locked from outside. So, she knew which door she had to entered. The room was surprisingly quiet. There was a small bar which was made at the side, which had some brands lead in a nice classic way. In secular reality, looking at Patel, no one can say that he had this nice taste. In a normal scenario Neelam would have got very impressed by his taste!.
She waited for few minutes, but then her tension had increased her pressure. So she thought of going to loo and relieve herself. She was still standing at the door. She tried to do the recce of the room, to look for bathroom, but found it difficult to locate. The pressure was now becoming little difficult for her to control, she heard a voice of a lady, turn around she was the same lady, who she had seen below.
"Bathroom is that side, she pointed towards a big mirror , bathroom is behind that, just press that button (green one), it is needed in these places for safety, as you know Saheb has many enemies", and she herself went and presses the button for her. Huge bathroom, with jaccuzi, was in front of her.
" Saheb will take sometime, you can relax, and also if you want you can call us for any help, I have kept some breakfast for you, you will need it " and she left Neelam again alone.
Neelam started to pee, but as she was peeing, her thoughts again went back to the incident which has happened to her since day. As she tried to wipe out her pussy after peeing, she could feel that it was wet, it was not wet of the urine, but of the thoughts and experience she had.
"What is happening to me, I am crazy " Neelam thought in her mind. But she was also feeling guilty as she had not felt something like that ever before in her life. Her eyes were also now little moist, as when the lust inside her came down.
"I should not be feeling like this, this is not good, why I am feeling like this, this is not good". She washed her face many times, so as to calm her self, and as it happens, as the lust subsidized so came back her inner calmness, and as the calmness returned so was her anxiety and fear. She was feeling ashamed!.
She continued to be in washroom, for some more time. She was feeling more calmer here. But she could be inside here for so long, so she decided to go back to the room. Escaping from here was no possibility, she was cursing her luck and cursing her Principal for putting her into this situation. As she came out of the door, there she saw Patil, along with another guy, who was much younger seating on the couch and having their whisky.
"Oh welcome Neelam Madam ( the voice has more taunt) then respect in it. Would you like to drink, he said in local dialect once again"
It was just around 12 in the afternoon, and he was drinking. This was real shocker for Neelam, she hated man who drank. The other younger guy was looking at Neelam, his eyes had lust, craziness and animality in it. But it also had a sense of appreciation in it. Neelam's eyes became down after looking at the way the guy was steering at her. Then she looked at Patel, and said
"Sir, please let me go, I am not that kind of woman, and also school function is there in the evening, if we don't reach on time, what will other teachers and people think, please sir, I am also not so good looking, why are you doing this to me".
Patel, did not even bothered to replied to her. He smiled and looked at the younger guy, and then said to him in his local dialect only
"Whore, is innocent", and than both of them started to laugh like crazy, and then as to change his emotion he said to Neelam,
"Saali, in the car you were enjoying the kissing, and now you are showing me that you are innocent. You made me wait for so long, and you think I will leave u like this, better will be you agree to it on your own."
Neelam was still standing near the Bathroom door, and than the younger guy said in a firm and loud voice " Come here you bitch" he said this in perfect English.
Neelam got really scared by his tone, she slowly walked towards the couch, and stood near them. Again the young guy spoke
" Arey, come sit here, from today, it is going to be your new birth " He smiled. Patel was not even doing anything to stop the guy. Neelam was feeling insulted and also was little scared of the way both were chatting. The younger guy was the one who was doing the more topic, Patel was drinking and busy more at scrolling his mobile. He did not even bother to look at Neelam once. He was the boss, and his authority was well established.
Putting her ass little forward, Neelam sat on one of the empty couches. The table had lots of snacks , and they both were drinking an expansive brand of scotch. Patel looked at Neelam, " Why are you seating so far, come here seat near me" he ordered. Patel was talking in Hindi only. He was expressionless and was little rude.
Neelam did not move from her place, she was quiet and watching both of them, as if she had decided what is going to happen to her.
The younger guy, did not even bothered to ask Neelam, and poured a beer can on one of the glasses.
Neelam just said, " Sir , I donot drink " her voice had anxiety
Patel looked at her said, " Did I ask you ra.. "
The younger guys, said more politely and looked at her " Drink, beer is the start. You will need it, you will feel better "
Neelam, in anxiety and fear, galloped the whole beer glass in one go. I guess she was thirsty too. Both Patel and the younger guy, smiled but were shocked too.
But Patel could not stop before saying the comment " Saali, she will give me full satisfaction!! "
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Neelam, slowly entered the main hall of the Farm house come bungalow. The living room, had lots of people. There were some guys with guns, couple of maids, and also couple of old fellows. The dining table there had a buffet of breakfast lead, may be was for all the bodyguards, couple of local cops were also there in uniform. There was an elderly lady, not really elderly, but may be in her late 40s , who was ordering the house-helps, for all the chores extra. Her eyes falls on Neelam, and she without even asking her for why she has come, and without saying the words, tells her by sign only to go up. Other people in the room, did not even notice Neelam, as if it was routine affair of that place.
Neelam earlier felt little more relieved seeing so many people in the living room, but then as she was directed to go upwards, she felt little uneasy. But slowly slowly she decided to clime the stairs which took her to the top area of the bungalow. It looked that most of the rooms extra, were down only and family members stayed at the top. As climbed the stairs, she found another door, as she opened the door, there was a lavish bedroom. Bedroom had lighting which looked very antique. Bed was huge, and beside lay a couch. The room was empty, but air con was on. She stayed at the door admiring the interior of bedroom, which was not lacking a classic . It was no doubt that this was Patel's room only. There were other 3 or 4 rooms also on the top, but all were locked from outside. So, she knew which door she had to entered. The room was surprisingly quiet. There was a small bar which was made at the side, which had some brands lead in a nice classic way. In secular reality, looking at Patel, no one can say that he had this nice taste. In a normal scenario Neelam would have got very impressed by his taste!.
She waited for few minutes, but then her tension had increased her pressure. So she thought of going to loo and relieve herself. She was still standing at the door. She tried to do the recce of the room, to look for bathroom, but found it difficult to locate. The pressure was now becoming little difficult for her to control, she heard a voice of a lady, turn around she was the same lady, who she had seen below.
"Bathroom is that side, she pointed towards a big mirror , bathroom is behind that, just press that button (green one), it is needed in these places for safety, as you know Saheb has many enemies", and she herself went and presses the button for her. Huge bathroom, with jaccuzi, was in front of her.
" Saheb will take sometime, you can relax, and also if you want you can call us for any help, I have kept some breakfast for you, you will need it " and she left Neelam again alone.
Neelam started to pee, but as she was peeing, her thoughts again went back to the incident which has happened to her since day. As she tried to wipe out her pussy after peeing, she could feel that it was wet, it was not wet of the urine, but of the thoughts and experience she had.
"What is happening to me, I am crazy " Neelam thought in her mind. But she was also feeling guilty as she had not felt something like that ever before in her life. Her eyes were also now little moist, as when the lust inside her came down.
"I should not be feeling like this, this is not good, why I am feeling like this, this is not good". She washed her face many times, so as to calm her self, and as it happens, as the lust subsidized so came back her inner calmness, and as the calmness returned so was her anxiety and fear. She was feeling ashamed!.
She continued to be in washroom, for some more time. She was feeling more calmer here. But she could be inside here for so long, so she decided to go back to the room. Escaping from here was no possibility, she was cursing her luck and cursing her Principal for putting her into this situation. As she came out of the door, there she saw Patil, along with another guy, who was much younger seating on the couch and having their whisky.
"Oh welcome Neelam Madam ( the voice has more taunt) then respect in it. Would you like to drink, he said in local dialect once again"
It was just around 12 in the afternoon, and he was drinking. This was real shocker for Neelam, she hated man who drank. The other younger guy was looking at Neelam, his eyes had lust, craziness and animality in it. But it also had a sense of appreciation in it. Neelam's eyes became down after looking at the way the guy was steering at her. Then she looked at Patel, and said
"Sir, please let me go, I am not that kind of woman, and also school function is there in the evening, if we don't reach on time, what will other teachers and people think, please sir, I am also not so good looking, why are you doing this to me".
Patel, did not even bothered to replied to her. He smiled and looked at the younger guy, and then said to him in his local dialect only
"Whore, is innocent", and than both of them started to laugh like crazy, and then as to change his emotion he said to Neelam,
"Saali, in the car you were enjoying the kissing, and now you are showing me that you are innocent. You made me wait for so long, and you think I will leave u like this, better will be you agree to it on your own."
Neelam was still standing near the Bathroom door, and than the younger guy said in a firm and loud voice " Come here you bitch" he said this in perfect English.
Neelam got really scared by his tone, she slowly walked towards the couch, and stood near them. Again the young guy spoke
" Arey, come sit here, from today, it is going to be your new birth " He smiled. Patel was not even doing anything to stop the guy. Neelam was feeling insulted and also was little scared of the way both were chatting. The younger guy was the one who was doing the more topic, Patel was drinking and busy more at scrolling his mobile. He did not even bother to look at Neelam once. He was the boss, and his authority was well established.
Putting her ass little forward, Neelam sat on one of the empty couches. The table had lots of snacks , and they both were drinking an expansive brand of scotch. Patel looked at Neelam, " Why are you seating so far, come here seat near me" he ordered. Patel was talking in Hindi only. He was expressionless and was little rude.
Neelam did not move from her place, she was quiet and watching both of them, as if she had decided what is going to happen to her.
The younger guy, did not even bothered to ask Neelam, and poured a beer can on one of the glasses.
Neelam just said, " Sir , I donot drink " her voice had anxiety
Patel looked at her said, " Did I ask you ra.. "
The younger guys, said more politely and looked at her " Drink, beer is the start. You will need it, you will feel better "
Neelam, in anxiety and fear, galloped the whole beer glass in one go. I guess she was thirsty too. Both Patel and the younger guy, smiled but were shocked too.
But Patel could not stop before saying the comment " Saali, she will give me full satisfaction!! "
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