[In the Oscar Bait series this is part 2. But each story is so long that it's divided into parts, so I have named them separately.]
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Kareena entered the sparsely-populated room followed by Saif. There were many people in the room, almost all of them pretty girls, but the room itself was so large and well-furnished that they were able to hang out without treading on each other's toes. They were all waiting patiently and passing the time like it was some park where people play chess.
For herself and Saif Kareena picked out two chairs that were placed next to a big pillar. There was a small table between them but the chairs were not facing it. They were facing the door in the other wall leading to the inside of Romeo's mansion. Since, the girls were all waiting to be picked up by one of Romeo's staff, and that's the door they will come in through, it made sense to face the chairs to the door.
Putting her handbag on the table, Kareena took off her long overcoat and handed it to Saif. The effect was like a thousand-watt bulb was turned on in the room!
Kareena's dress was a skin-tight, leather tube dress. It was such thin leather that the shape of her well-round boobs could be seen. It showed a generous cleavage to the point that the lack of a bra was clearly visible. It draped tightly around her slim, slender figure and stopped at her upper thighs.
In the back the hem of the dress stopped a couple of inches below the curve of her ass cheeks. In fact, the bottom part of her butt cheeks was exposed and visible in the super-short dress even if she stood straight.
Between her tits, the dress had a 6 inch gap which was covered by noodle-thin leather straps criss-crossing down. While the dress itself was black leather, the strings were a sexy pink and attracted the eye to Kareena's beautiful, bare skin. This string-covered gap continued down her torso to just above her navel, wrapped around to the back and stopped on her ass, but not before exposing two inches of her ass crack.
No panties could be worn with it without being quite visible and Kareena was not wearing even a little thong. Her long legs were fully bare, smoothly shaved and shone with the loving massage of baby oil into them that Saif had done earlier that day.
While every girl in the Meat Locker was wearing something outrageously sexy to earn her place, Kareena's dress easily won the title of being the sluttiest and hottest in the whole room. Even Saif whistled when she took off the coat. Outside, she had opened her coat to show the guard that she was dressed suitably for the Meat Locker. He had taken his time checking her out, and even made her open her legs to check that she was not wearing panties.
Although, she had never been here before, Kareena knew the rules of the Meat Locker. This specially appointed, large, well-furnished room in Romeo's mansion was dedicated to those girls who knew that they were director's fuckmeat and didn't mind waiting to picked up and used as such.
In order to gain access to this room, they had to follow the protocol. Their dresses had to be super sexy as per Romeo's dress code and they needed to tell the guard that they were going to the Meat Locker. The guard had the power to allow or disallow them. Since this was completely unofficial and off the books, there was no way to appeal if the guard said no.
Knowing this very real situation, the girls came ready to cooperate and be checked out by the guard. They never tried to bully their way in and they never argued with the guard. You could plead, but not argue.
Depending on who was on guard duty and what his mood, the guard could examine the girls' dresses or the girls themselves. If he wanted to finger their cunt to "make sure" they didn't have any panties on, the girls would cooperate quickly and unquestioningly. Kareena was prepared to take off her coat and spread her legs when the guard had said that she could go in.
Now she sat down in the chair, taking care to keep her shapely legs uncrossed and slightly open. In that short dress, her pussy was easily visible when she sat down and that's what she wanted.
Saif sat down next to her and whispered to her "Baby, you look amazing!"
Kareena favoured him with a smile "Thank you, jaan."
As they sat there and talked softy more girls came in and took their seats. Saif looked around and marvelled at the beauty. Each girl was stunning and they all wore skimpy dresses that would cause erections in a club as soon as they walked in.
"Babe, these girls are amazingly hot." He whispered to Kareena.
"Of course. Sir, only picks the hottest bitches." Kareena said with a touch of pride.
"That's why he claimed you that time in France, didn't he?" Saif said smiling pleasantly.
A girl came over to them and asked "I am sorry, can I take that magazine, please?
"Of course." Saif picked up the magazine from their table and handed it to her.
He looked at the girl. She was young, about 22 or 23 years old, and she had a shapely, perfectly sculpted body. Her dress was short and tight. It was so skimpy that her body was displayed in a mouth-watering display. It was easy to see that once Romeo picked her, he could nail her right away without even needing to pull up her dress.
"Thank you, Sir. I was reading it yesterday and I left the story in the middle." A soft, beautiful smile lit up her beautiful, oval face.
"Not a problem." Saif said, returning her smile.
"By the way, I am Mandana Karimi." She said offering her hand to first Saif then Kareena.
"You were here yesterday too, Mandana?" Kareena spoke to her for the first time.
"Yes, ma'am. I have been coming here for 2 weeks now." There was no touch of regret in Mandana's voice.
"Wow, you have patience."
"Ma'am, I think that if I went around the city, talking to many directors and handing out my resume, I won't get to see most of them. The ones who will see me would want to fuck me."
"Well, of course, that's how the industry..." Kareena started to remind her but she cut her off.
"I know, ma'am. And I am fully ready for that. But all those directors won't be worth my time, and body, because not all of them will really be making films. And those who will make, not all of them make good films. So, my chance of real success is very small."
This time Kareena listened without interrupting.
"But," Mandana continued "if I hold on and keep patience, hopefully I can catch Mr. Romeo's eye. Of course, he will want to fuck me but he's a handsome man, so why not. I think many girls here would date him even if he was not a hotshot director."
There were some murmurs of assent from the girls who were in earshot.
"And he nails a girl, he uses her in his films, that's his rule. His films are always good and his actresses are always noticed. So, my chance of a real success is much better here."
"You have really thought about it!" Kareena said admiringly.
"Oh yes, ma'am. In fact I do have a friend, my roommate, her name is Amyra Dastur, she is taking the other route. She goes around to see producers and directors to get a break. She's been trying for 8 months, even before I came to Bombay. She has been fucked on the casting couch three times, and she has had one role as an extra in a film that flopped."
Kareena nodded. The girl had planned her odds and made her choice. Kareena could not say that she had chosen wrong.
Mandana went back to her seat with the magazine and Kareena waited with Saif.
About late morning Lara Dutta entered the room from the mansion's side. She looked around the room and announced "I need 4 girls with long legs who know how to swim."
Some of the girls raised their hands. Lara looked around and started towards them "All of you stand up and show me your legs."
On the way to those girls though, Lara noticed Kareena.
"Kareena! Saif! Hello!" she exclaimed and came over to them. She hugged Kareena and kissed Saif on the mouth.
"What are you guys doing here? This is the Meat Locker." Lara was still speaking in a loud, surprised voice.
"Well, I wanted to see Sir." Kareena said a little apologetically.
"Of course. But you could just call. You were Sir's whore yourself, weren't you?"
"Yes" Kareena said proudly "for two years after he claimed me in France."
"And Sir always likes to meet his whores. Even if they get married." She sot a cheeky glance at Saif.
"That's nice to know. I think he has changed phone number and secretary since I was his property. I could not get through."
"Oh yes. You are right about that. He had to change the number because of a stalker fan. It was my fault really. Long story. But his secretary is still Amrita Rao. She's been serving him for a long time."
"When he claimed me, he had just taken possession of Mahima Chaudhary."
"Oh, that far back. Hmmm, well, now that you are here I can take you in, yes?"
"Of course, that's why I am here."
