This is a dark story of cruelty, humiliation, and bullying. It is purely fantasy between adult characters that involves a young woman used by her boyfriend without her consent. Nothing here should be taken as normal or acceptable and not a story I would typically write but sometimes characters go in directions you don't plan for. If you find such stories offensive or distressing, then please stop reading.
Sonia usually sat in the front of the lecture hall and being in the last row with the dim, flickering lights, was frustrating. Sonia focused hard on the lecturer's words. It was made harder with his habit of mumbling his sentences and scribbling his lecture notes on the blackboard that she could now barely discern. She leaned forward to understand what he was trying to explain. She looked at her boyfriend, Ajay in annoyance. He had made her sit in the back. He ignored her, staring straight ahead. She could tell he was still angry. Apparently, this was just another part of his punishment.
Ajay had always had a jealous streak. The kindness and generosity that had first drawn her to him had hid a dark side. Sonia had flirted with breaking up with him, but he had a way of making her ignore those inclinations. He gave her attention. Constantly told her how much he loved her. Adored her.
Of course, he demanded devotion in return.
"I am yours and you are mine," he had once said to her. Then, it had been romantic, but over the last few days it had taken on an ominous tone. She had been studying in the library with another classmate, Raju. Focused on the work, she hadn't noticed Ajay come sit at the table and, apparently, taken longer than he expected for his girlfriend to acknowledge him. He had accused her of flirting with Raju. Ignoring her boyfriend. The librarian had kicked her out. She had been humiliated.
Ajay hadn't spoken to her until this morning, instructing her to sit in the back with him.
Turning to her right, she glanced at his friend, Dev. She didn't even remember him being in this class. She had only met him once or twice, but each time she felt like he was undressing her. Like Ajay, Dev was from a wealthy family. For them, college was merely a means of collecting a paper before finding employment in their family business. Their paths through and out of the college were paved with their family's black money.
Perhaps sensing her looking toward him, Dev glanced over at her and grinned. He raked his eyes over her body. She regretted that she had listened to Ajay and worn the running shorts and tank top. The top accentuated her full breasts and the overly high cut shorts, her toned legs. She thought it would help soothe things over if she wore what he asked. Now, she was getting ogled by his pervert friend.
She glanced around the hall. There were about two hundred students. The lecture hall was one of the older ones in the college and had bench seating rather than individual chairs. A long table ran the length of each row. Sitting in the back was strange. She felt isolated from the other students, but also oddly pressed in. She had been so annoyed at sitting at the back that she only now noticed that Ajay's entourage had filled the benches around them. One - she couldn't remember his name - turned around and gave her a grin.
And then, it dawned on her what Ajay was doing. He was planning to punish her. But how?
She tried to focus on the lecture. The lecturer was rapidly going through a series of equations and Sonia barely noticed when Ajay's hand dropped to her bare thigh. Sonia ignored him as he caressed her skin. As he tried to shift his hand further up her leg, she absently pushed it away. He returned it immediately, giving her leg a squeeze. She turned to give him a glare and shoved his hand away.
Dev snickered.
"You let her get away with anything." Dev said leaning over her as if she wasn't even there.
"Fuck off," Ajay hissed, shifting in his chair so he could snake his hand across her body to the other thigh. He pulled her legs toward him, possessively. With a sigh of resignation, she returned to taking her notes, ignoring Ajay. He had put her in an awkward posture on the hard bench, but if she struggled or said anything, he would just get more annoyed. Probably say something stupid. Do something stupid. Humiliate her. She didn't want a repeat of the library. This was her second year in college, and she wasn't going to let Ajay ruin her marks. Realizing she wasn't going to struggle, he moved his hand to the inner thigh of the closer leg. She moved to a more comfortable position but didn't protest against his hand caressing her.
He kept his hand on her leg, at times running it along her inner thigh and drifting under her shorts, but never too far. She accepted his hand and returned to the notes. Maybe this was all? Maybe he really just wanted some affection from her. Relaxing, she cast a glance toward him.
There was no denying Ajay was handsome. With the fair skin of a north Indian, he had the refined features of a Bollywood actor. And, the tight-fitting t-shirts he preferred showed off the hours he spent in the gym rather than the classroom. When they had first started going out, her friends had teased her that they were like a movie couple. Hot Ajay and cute Sonia.
She could tell Ajay was getting bored when he gave her thigh a squeeze and shook it. He wanted attention and when he got no reaction, he shifted in annoyance. His friend snorted again, as if in challenge. Ajay looked at him and then glowered at Sonia. He leaned into her, hot breath on her ear.
"You going to ignore me,
Sali
?" Ajay hissed at her. Sonia froze. He had called her that once before as well. "I treat you like my
rani
and you ... You owe me." It was loud enough for some of his friends in the row in front to hear and they turned to grin at her.
Sonia just gritted her teeth and kept writing, leaning forward to get a better view and to show him that he was not going to get the satisfaction. It was a mistake. Dev quickly stretched his arm along the back of her seat. He didn't move to touch her, but she couldn't lean back without touching him.
"Stop it!" Sonia whispered to him. He just smiled and looked around, pretending not to know what she was talking about. She turned to face Ajay.
"Tell your friend to stop."
Ajay just shrugged before using his arm to push her back.
On cue, Dev wrapped an arm around her waist. He brazenly shifted her top up and squeezed the bare flesh. The bench seating made it far too easy for the two men to control her. She gritted her teeth in annoyance.
They grinned.
Dev's fingertips stroked her side. She looked at Ajay for some help, but he just glared her.
"Ajay?"
"You like flirting." He hissed. "Dev's just flirting, baby."
"I wasn't flirting." She tried as he turned to look forward. "We were studying."
