My Life as a Dog to My Cousin

That day I kept a low profile and I stayed in my room and didn't even get outside to even have my food as I was having a hard time digesting the events that unfolded in my life as Poornima caught me red handed. As usual my parents were least bothered about me. When I looked at myself in the mirror my face was decorated with bruises and wounds from my cousin's trashings. My father didn't even bother to look into my face but my mother saw my face and I believe she noticed it but definitely she didn't give a shit.

Maybe it was a good thing that they didn't bother me as I didn't have to build any lies to cover it up. But I am still worried about me being exposed by Poornima. I am sure about one thing and that is my life is not going to be how it was. That day I slept a lot and watched mindless youtube videos to kill my tension, but it only kept compounding. Only I know how hard it was for me to end that day.

Next day when I woke up, again this was the first thing that came into my mind so I kept lying in my bed. But after some time I heard Poornima's sound. She was speaking with my mom. Since it was a weekend, my parents didn't have to go for work nor did Poornima had any classes. My father was away for a work trip. I got super nervous listening to Poornima speaking with my mother. My only prayer was only that the conversation not to be about what she discovered yesterday. I didn't have the courage to step out of my room to hear them clearly or even look at their faces.

At that moment I heard my mom shouting my name from the living room where she was speaking with Poornima. I got so nervous that I almost pissed myself. Even before I could respond, she broke into my room. At that moment itself I realised that everything is over. She shoutingly asked me why I stole Poornima's panties and what I was doing with them. I was already on the verge of fainting and then I received a tight slap on my face from my mother and I fainted to fall at her feet.

But no mercy was shown. Even when I fell down, she grabbed my shirt and kept slapping me while I was still half unconscious. At this moment Poornima didi went to my bathroom and took a bucket of water and poured it on my face. I was gasping for air. When I somehow regained my senses after didi poured water on my face, the first thing I heard was my mother asking me to show her the panties that I stole from her. I was afraid to resist so I slowly got up and opened my cupboard to show the panties.

Seeing them she got even more angrier and again started to slap me. I was extremely skinny so I couldn't even take those trashings, then how can I resist them. Meanwhile my mother had a strong physique and a bigger body. Same thing with my cousin. I tried to deny and bring up with lame explanations. That's when Poornima's temper got boiled and charged on my balls. I immediately fell on the floor and she kicked non stop on my belly. I was out of breath.

I was about to vomit. Didi noticed it and she grabbed me like a rag doll and threw me inside my toilet so that I could vomit. And I vomited on the bathroom floor. But as my stomach was empty I didn't vomit much but vomited whatever was in my stomach. She didn't stop there. She grabbed my hair and kept banging my face on my puke. My face was hitting hard against the floor and I felt as if I was approaching my death.

Before she was about to leave, she removed my clothes leaving me naked. And seeing my ball, she gave me one last hard kick and left. Before leaving, my mother warned me not to try to open the door or to make any noises, and if I dare to, she promised me that she is going to bury me alive. Saying this they left I heard the sound of the bathroom door being locked.

Since yesterday I haven't eaten anything as I was caught by Poornima Didi. My stomach was hurting really bad due to the hunger and all those kickings on my belly. My nose was bleeding as my face was banged against the floor and had puke covered on my face. I tried getting up to clean my face, but I wasn't even able to stand properly. As I couldn't get up, I crawled towards the tap to wash my face. It was really painful when I touched my face to wash.

I somehow managed to clean my face and drank some water from the tap. I decided to lay there to take some rest. I kept crying a lot. My balls have gotten blue and swelled like a watermelon and it pained whenever I tried to move. In that situation, I even thought about taking my life, but there were limited options inside the bathroom. So I layed on the wet bathroom floor, endlessly waiting for someone to open the door.

Thank You my dear reader for your patient reading. As I am a new writer, I definitely know that my story contains a lot of errors, so please write me your feedback and suggestions as comments down below. Thankyou! This is Rohit, signing off.