Mallika Sharma answered the door expecting another Indian customer. Her reputation as the best Indian Tantrik Black Magic Woman in Melbourne, Australia meant she had a steady stream of Indian students and older Indians who had obtained their permanent residency seeking love, beauty, wealth, happiness, revenge or whatever. She was 43 years old and 5 ft 4 tall. large breasted, big-bellied and thick waisted and hipped at 38 35 43. Her lighter skin and face with its prominent jawline immediately identified her as a Northern Indian. Unusually for an Indian, her thick strong black hair was cut in a short severe style.
But there was no customer. Instead, 4 middle-aged Indians accompanied by a younger Indian woman rushed through the door grabbing her and forcing her onto the floor of the waiting room, which was, in fact, her lounge room. I followed behind them once I established there was no minder lurking in the room to protect the Baba, Mallika Sharma. Saanvi, the 52-year-old CEO hopeful of the Indian sex club I had started and mother of the captain of the Indian students I coached in cricket and, had insisted on me accompanying them as it would be something I had never witnessed before.
Before I entered or the Indian baba or witch doctor could recover a ripping sound told me that her choli (blouse) and bra were being cut and pulled from her, to be followed by the loose-fitting skirt of her chaniya choli then her panties, until she was lying nude, before them.
"Ahh Oh Oh Nooooooooooo, robbery, police," Mallika screamed as one of them gripped her hair and dragged her to her knees.
"Let's see how the cunt sucks pussy. You others hold her and watch," said one of the eldest. The Tantrik knew it wasn't just a robbery.
As the Baba was held by two of the middle-aged Indian women the speaker shed her salwar kameez with one hand, revealing large muscular thighs with a very hairy prominent mound, huge, thick cunt lips and a floppy arse. The 5 ft 1inch, thick-bodied, long-haired 34c 33 38, 45-year-old woman sat down on the couch, opened her legs, and dragged Mallika by the hair, pulling her face into her crotch.
"Lick bitch," she commanded, jerking her hips into Mallika's face. I thought was going to throw up as the strong odour of the woman's sex hit her, but she refused, closing her eyes and pressing her lips together as she tried to pull her head away.
"Come on, Do it," yelled the Indian slapping the back of Mallika's head and plastering her slit against her face. The woman screamed as the Tantrik continued to refuse to lick her. "You think you're too good to eat Hara Jopra. You asked for it, bitch. Girls give me a hand."
Without a word her two cousins, Jaya 35 and Neha 37, younger mirror images of their older cousin lifted her onto the couch, dropping her onto her back with her head hanging over one of the arms. She found herself staring up at Hara sliding her hand along her legs until it reached her slit. Her fingers were at least 5 inches long and were very thin; to me always a good indicator of strong sexual desires. Screams were ripped from her throat and blackness clouded Mallika's vision as Hara ripped out a handful of her tangled pubic hair, causing her body to arch upwards in agony. Her head was held firmly in the grip of her two cousins as a dildo was shoved into her mouth.
She began thrashing about in terror as the 18-year-old Vanya, still dressed in her minuscule, blue checked school uniform drove her hips forward, forcing the 8-inch dildo strap-on down her throat, blocking her air passage. I was sure this was not on the curriculum of the exclusive Catholic school Sacre Couer she attended. Then the two cousins held her down, biting at her nipples and squeezing her tits as their older relative played with the Baba's cunt, exploring it with her long fingers. The scent of Vanya's cunt as she relentlessly mouth fucked her with the strap on was flooding Mallika's senses and her whole body was trembling from the double assault on her sex. She was draped over the couch bucking and thrashing as Vanya ground her hips into her face and the dildo down her throat.
Muffled screams came through the dildo whenever the older woman at her slit or her two cousins at her tits decided she needed a little tenderizing, smiling as they enjoyed their pinching, squeezing and biting. Hara knelt between the Tantrik's open legs, one hand at her cunt fingering herself, the other using the cunt spread open before her.
The lack of oxygen was making her dizzy. Her mind was floating outside her body as the dildo continued to pound in and out of her throat, fucking her like a man would, until Vanya's female cum covered her face, eyes and hair, before dripping on to her tits. She tried to scream, but her body, held down by the others, just shook with no sound escaping past the dildo. Vanya's cunt attached to her mouth by the dong exploring her throat was cutting off her air, denying her the oxygen she needed. Just as she felt consciousness begin to slip away, the dildo was pulled from her throat, and air rushed back into her lungs, as she managed deep sobbing gulps.
Her whole body was drenched and faint nausea filled her. She felt weak and didn't, couldn't, resist as she was dragged by her hair to her feet; the pain now a constant dull throbbing in her head. She didn't register as the strap-on used by Vanya was handed to one of the cousins, Neha, who slipped it on.
Warm lips met hers, and she was surprised by the passion in them, and she felt her body lifted from the sofa and Neha slip behind her to hold her in standing position. Neha's arms encircled her and gripped her tits. She felt the strap-on enter her arse; not gently and tenderly, but forcefully and brutally. Hara was in front of her helping hold her upright and French kissing and nuzzling her neck while her hands aroused her tits and nipples. Shivers of weakness slid through the Baba's body from this and the hands that ran over her, exploring and caressing her.
