Contractor

My name is Babita Singh. I married my college friend, Rakesh Singh, 3 years back. We are both 27 years old. Rakesh works as HR manager in a major textile unit in Surat. HR manager is critical post in any textile unit. Labour is under perpetual shortage and Labour leaders and contractors are very important for running of units.

Rakesh has friendly relations with most of the leaders. He is particularly close to Lallan bhai who was about 40 years old. Lallan bhai hails from Bihar and is instrumental in getting labours from East UP and Bihar. He takes good care of all labours under him and can close any textile unit on one call. He used to visit our house with Rakesh, it was un-settling for me. Besides being huge giant of an ugly man, Lallan Bhai had lecherous eyes. He would look in my direction as if he wants to disrobe me. Lallan bhai would often crack jokes with double meaning when I was in room, much to my annoyance.

Lallan Bhai would often get bottle of liquor and treat Rakesh to it. I was assigned the duty of making snacks for them, which I hated. It was rumoured that mill owners would send call girls and liquor to his house. He was staying in a bungalow near our house and we could see his army of strongman visiting him often.

Whenever I would tell Rakesh not to entertain Lallan Bhai at our house he would tell me that it is so important for his career that he keeps Lallan bhai in good books. When I mentioned about lecherous behaviour of Lallan bhai he just laughed it off saying that I was so beautiful it was only natural for any man to desire me. "I know he is lusting after you and why not, any men would!" he squeezed my round ass cheeks, "you have such a sexy and hot body" he would say in a hoarse voice. It would be in order to write something about myself. I am 5 ft 6 inches in height with very soft skin. I have full figure 38-24-38 and have a face that earned me nick name of Hema Malini in college.

One Sunday Lallan bhai visited our home, Rakesh had gone to factory and I was taking bath. He must have knocked on door which I could not hear due to shower. He came in and made himself comfortable in our bedroom. As I came out of bathroom wearing only towel he started to move towards me. Enraged, I shouted for help and pushed him towards entrance of our home. He grabbed me and opened my towel. I was fighting him with all my strength he pushed his hand towards my pussy and started massaging. This sudden intrusion gave me renewed strength. I pushed him towards the door. As I was successful in creating scene so he back tracked. On his way out he said "Wait, I will make you come to my bungalow and offer yourself to me like a whore".

When Rakesh came in evening I narrated the event to him. Enraged Rakesh went to Lallan Bhia's house. His henchmen manhandled Rakesh and threw him out. He went to Police station there also nobody was ready to write report against Lallan Bhai. We later came to know that the inspector Rana was old friend of Lallan bhai. Rakesh knew he could not do anything against Lallan Bhai. He realized that the best course of action was to look out for a new job outside Surat.

For nearly 2 months the life was normal. Occasionally, when I would cross Lallan Bhai's house he would taunt me by saying "Kab aa rahi ho?" ("When are you coming?"). His goons would burst out in laughter. I would ignore them and pass.

One day Rakesh told me to be ready in evening. He wanted to take me for a movie and quiet dinner outside. I also wanted to have some relief from the tedium of daily routine so I happily said yes. He was to pick me up at 6.00 PM after his shift got over. Evening around 4.00 PM I showered, waxed my arms, legs, underarms, trimmed my pubic hair and wore my best pair of lingerie (pink bra and pink underwear) I had pink blouse and petticoat (Indian dress worn under sari) and this was topped by a light pink sari. I had finished my makeup by 5.00 PM. I was happy and it showed. I looked like a teenager on her date!!

At 5.45 pm my world was torn apart!!

I received a call from Rakesh's office, "Ma'am please come to office quickly".

I asked "Why?, What happened? Is Rakesh alright?"

He said "Ma'am Police has arrested Mr. Singh in murder case, please come quickly Sethji is calling you".

The owner of the factory was Mr. Gupta who was fondly called as Sethji by all his employees. When I reached factory, Sethji immediately called me in his cabin. He explained that 2 days back there was an accident in the factory and the worker involved in the accident had expired this afternoon. "But you know Rakesh, he cannot be involved in any accident on shop floor. He sits in office" I said.

"I know, but there is eyewitness who has given statement to police that he saw Rakesh push worker towards machine" informed Sethji.

"Sir you know it is not true, Rakesh has been with you for so long and who is the eyewitness" I asked, getting angry and disturbed. "Lallan bhai" was all Sethji had to say and I understood the whole matter.

"The case can close only if Lallan Bhai retracts his statement, you will have to ask him for his help." Sethji mentioned. "I will not even spit on him" I said defiantly and huffed out of the office.

I then went to Police station. After requesting inspector Rana he reluctantly allowed me to meet Rakesh. Rakesh's face was puffed, eyes red from crying and he walked towards me with a limp. It was clear that he had been beaten by police officers. My Rakesh who had never hurt anybody was beaten for no fault. He looked in my eyes and said "Only Lallan bhai can help us now." I cried and came out.

On my way out Inspector Rana called me and said "By morning your husband will confess his crime, I know my team", he then burst out laughing.

I came back home crying. I saw the watch it was almost 7.30 PM. I knew my fate so I repaired my make-up and went to Lallan Bhai's house. His gatekeeper stopped me, I told him "Inform Lallan Bhai that Mrs. Singh would like to see him". He went inside and came back after 5 minute to say Lallan bhai has asked me to wait for 15 minutes. For me every minute that Rakesh was in prison was torture. After 15 minutes I was called inside. It was a huge Bhoghi bhai was sprawled on sofa with his goons sitting on chairs near him. They were all drinking whisky.

Lallan Bhai said "Bhatiye, Kya chaiye" ("Sit down, what do you want").

Even after knowing what was to come, I half wanted to run away from the place. I kept standing. I requested "Rakesh has not done anything, please change your statement."

"I know, but why should I change my statement? Let him rot in jail for 20 years, he wanted to fight me let him bear consequences"

"Please ... you are our only hope, help us" I pleaded.

"Why? What will I get in return?" he said taking yet another sip from his glass.

"Please tell me what you want, if it is possible we will give it" I said meekly.

Lallan bhai got up and came towards me; I was standing frozen in place knowing what was to come. He pulled down my sari from my shoulder and brutally pressed my breasts and whispered in my ears "I want to own and use your body for next 4 days. I also want Rakesh to witness your fall, understood. Nobody has dared to raise his voice in my presence and you both wanted to fight me? I will make an example of you."

I started crying and requested "Please take your revenge on me and leave my Rakesh out of it. I beg you."

"I am not interested in any bargain, it is as I propose or nothing. Lallan Bhai said "I want to you to confirm what you have agreed with me." I nodded my head. "No I want to you to say out loud." I softly said "Yes I agree." "Agree to what? Say loudly, you bitch."

"I agree to give my body to you for next 4 days." I was on verge of crying again.

Go home, reapply your makeup and come back in next 10 minutes." he said. I had no option. If Inspector Rana would start his interrogation my Rakesh would anyway by hurt; worse he may be forced to sign confession for a crime that he had not done. I washed my face and reapplied my makeup and went to Lallan Bhai's house. I was taken directly to the drawing room again.

"Good. Get nude." He barked. I was shocked, I expected him to take me to bedroom and not debase me in front of his goons. "Call Rana and tell him to start beating Rakesh and get his confession also ask him to book her in prostitution act" he instructed his person. I immediately removed my sari, opened knot of my petticoat let it slide down and removed my blouse. I was standing in front of all of them with only wearing my Bra, panty and heels. I opened my bra and let it slide down; with that my last defence of shame was gone. I had started to push down my panty when Lallan Bhai called "Leave your panty and heels on and come here". I started to walk towards him slowly. "Faster!!" he shouted.

When I reached him he got up from the sofa grabbed me in both his arms. "I told you that you will come naked to me one day." He was reeking of body odour and liquor so when he wanted to kiss me I moved my mouth. He bit me on my neck. I cried in pain. "Kiss me properly and enjoy else I will make your husband's and your life miserable." Last bit of resistance went out of my body. I steeled myself and turned my face towards him. He again bent down to kiss me the smell was overpowering but I had no option but to open my mouth. He was grabbing my bums and tore open my panty. I was getting rough treatment as if he was handling a whore. Having kissed me for about 5 minutes, though it felt like lifetime, he moved away.

I must have been a sight; naked, puffed lips and with my heels on.

Lallan bhai asked me to lie on small centre table. The table was small and I could only rest my hips. He asked me to lift my legs and hold my cunt open for him and his goons. Suddenly one of the goons appeared with camera. I tried to close my legs and got a slap from Lallan Bhai. "Stay in that position if you know what is good for you" he shouted. The cameramen started to take photographs from all angles. With trimmed pubic hair my cunt looked even more exposed. Lallan bhai was smiling at his victory and I could not even cry at my humiliation.

Lallan Bhai told his goons "Uthao isse aur tairay karo (Pick her up and make her ready)". 2 goons picked me from my hands and two by my legs, thus obscenely suspended, they took me inside the house. They reached, what must have been Bhoghi bhai's bedroom. Even in my state of mind it registered that room was rather large and all tube-lights were on. We passed another set of Sofa to reach the bed. As they lay me on bed I nervously surveyed my surroundings. I could see a door possibly leading to bathroom, one exit, tastefully decorated room with bar in one corner. It could only be Lallan Bhai's guts to keep liquor on display in dry Gujarat. I was shocked to see the roof; it was entirely covered with glass.

Two goons came by my side and attacked my boobs, biting, sucking and pinching my nipples. Ugliest goon came towards my face and started to French kiss me. He was reeking of liquor making me want to throw-up. The fourth goon was licking my cunt, he knew his job. Even though my mind was revolting I could feel fight go out of my body. Despite all adverse circumstances I started to get aroused. My mind was fighting against the arousal but my body was surrendering to the manipulations. I fought with my emotions but could soon feel my orgasm building! No, it couldn't be happening to me, I, Babita Singh, who had not allowed anyone except Rakesh to touch my body; I cannot orgasm in these circumstances.

Man licking my cunt must have sensed the tension in my body. He slipped his finger in my cunt but stopped licking. By now my body was craving for a release. He started biting my thighs making me cry in pain. He shouted to goon kissing me to pass the KY jell. On receiving jelly he started to pour it on my cunt and thighs. He would lightly massage my legs and cunt lips. My orgasm had subsided by now. Repulsive feeling was again creeping in. I could hear Lallan Bhai talking in next room. This man, who was licking my cunt, started to finger my cunt. This time I started to get aroused very fast, he stopped again, I wanted to shout in frustration but my mouth was sealed by person kissing me. He would bring me on brink of orgasm and stop. Once he withdrew his fingers and pinched my clit. He must have kept playing for what seemed like eternity. After some time he just put his finger in my cunt and I started to fuck his finger. He continued this for some time and I came very hard on his fingers.

As I came down from my orgasm I sensed and then saw Lallan Bhai standing at the bed side. "Not so prim and proper now, if you had only given your body once you would not have been subjected to this" he said, laughing.

His goons stood back. I was a sight to see in mirror above. My breasts were red with all the marks, lips were puffed and even I could see a slight puffiness on my cunt lips. Lallan Bhai removed his shirt. He was built like a bull. He removed his pants and underwear. I was shocked to see his penis. It was not yet hard still it was good 8" long and 2.5 inches thick. He roughly took my face in his hands and moved me towards his penis, "Suck it" he growled. I opened my mouth but could hardly fit his penis in my mouth. Without any warning he pushed his penis down my throat. I gagged as it was first time I had anything down my throat, Rakesh's penis was normal in size, about 6 inches in length and 1.5 inches in diameter and beyond kissing his prick I had never taken him in my mouth, leave aside my throat!!

He started to hump my throat, his body odour, smell of prick and remnant smell of the other goon who was kissing me earlier was enough for me to have gag reflex. Lallan Bhai pulled my head so that it was hanging from the bed and again pushed his prick down my throat. He called his goon "Munna, keep massaging her cunt and legs. She will need all the strength in her legs." All his goons burst out laughing. Munna, the goon who had licked my cunt and brought me to orgasm, started to pour some more jell in my cunt. As I had just cum these ministrations were irritating initially. Lallan Bhai was ramming his prick down my throat, I could feel my saliva dripping down my face with each outward movement of his prick, and I was not able to breathe. "Ghooon ... Ghoooon ... Ghoooomnnn" was the only sound coming out of my throat. I was choking, crying my discomfort was goading him to go faster. I was trying to push Lallan Bhai with all my energy but due to lack of oxygen even whatever little energy I had was dipping. My eyes started to roll, "She will die Lallan Bhai" One of the goons said. Lallan Bhai must have realized that I was not able to breathe; he pulled his prick out of my mouth.

As I lay gasping for breath and tears pouring out of my eyes, Lallan bhai climbed the bed. He pulled me in the centre of bed; he bent down to again kiss me. I could feel his hard penis on my thighs. His goons were still in room one of them called the photographer inside. I could feel that most of the instructions were given by Lallan Bhai when he had sent me home to freshen up.

Photographer commented "Lallan bhai yeh to murda jasi padi hai. (Lallan Bhai she is just lying like a corpse.)".

Lallan bhai was enraged at this comment. He lifted my legs and put them on his wide shoulders and started poking area near my cunt very brutally. I could not bear pain in my tender area so I moved my hand between our bodies and took hold of his prick. I placed his prick on the entrance of my cunt "Take photo of this, now the whore is warming up" Lallan bhai called out. He bent down to suck my nipples and bit them. I howled in pain. Even though my cunt was already wet from jelly and recent orgasm his prick did not enter easily. Lallan bhai pushed very roughly, eventually my cunt lips opened. I felt my entire cunt stretch, I felt pain searing through my body as never before, it was almost as if I was losing my virginity all over again.

I mentally thanked my stars and Lallan Bhai's goons for applying jelly. I was feeling that I have been impelled on a tree trunk. After stretching my cunt walls his penis was entering my uterus. Pain was unbelievable. He rested for a minute upon entering and then started to hammer my body. I was screaming due to pain, but that made it more exciting for Lallan Bhai and his goons.

Compared to Rakesh he was not only heavy but also built like a bull. I was trying to push him but soon energy drained out of my hands. I just lay there hoping that in next 5 min my ordeal would be over with Lallan Bhai's climax. Slowly my body got accustomed to the size of Lallan Bhai's penis and started to react. To my dismay, my juices were flowing coating his penis and my cunt. I could sense my orgasm building up. I had orgasamed some 20 min back!! How could I orgasm so soon again and that to with this horrible brute of a man??? But truth was that my body was responding to pounding. Each drive was deeper than last my crying was turning in moaning. My body was rising to meet his body halfway. "Does she look dead now?" Lallan bhai asked the photographer. His goons were laughing.

He would alternate his speed after few strokes, slow and fast. I could feel the stirring in my cunt; I knew that another orgasm was approaching and this time from the centre of my being. No, I could not orgasm again, not when I was being raped by an Ugly, obnoxious brut!! Still the variation that Lallan Bhai was doing to his speed was turning my body inside out. His each thrust brought friction on my clit. My moans were turning in wanton cries. My orgasm came ripping my soul in two. I could not control myself and I shouted "Aaaahhhhh ... Jaldiiii, jaldiiiiiii (Faster, faster)" It was at that moment I saw, from corner of my eyes, Inspector Rana walk in with Rakesh!!