Erotica An Angel Craving Chaos (Completed)

[Raj_sharma]

Thank you so much for taking time out to read the story dear, am so glad that you liked it

It is not only that i like you or any other things But you're really good writer. I must say that

 

[Raj_sharma]

‌Light!

So much Light!

My eyes...

My eyes hurt and skin crawled as the light burnt my existence. And then I felt it again, the usual, the twisting of ankle, the choking, I felt life ebbing away from my exhausted body.

And then there was this dot, a dot of darkest black and it spread like a contamination. The darkness engulfed those suffocating hands, allowed me to breath and my ankle remained unbroken. For the slightest moment I felt greatful to the darkness.

But then it appeared, a lion, the king of this darkness, appeared from nowhere and started crawling upon me. I shivered with a unknown fear as all of this was new to my delusional absurdity.

And the lion, such a handsome beast, yet ruthless and hungry for blood. I stared at it with aww and the rational part of my brain tried to force a scream through my larynx I refused.

The beast, the lion, it transformed! Right before my eyes! The mane became darker and subtle as of a human's, eyes shrinked but never lost thier spark. Gigantic muscles formed a carved body... There... There he is... The man who tried to molest me and called me an Angel... it was him... I can never forget his eyes... His light brown eyes alluring me to my own death.

He came near, I shivered, he sniffed, I froze and then he bit on my jagular and I screamed and as I screamed I fell into an Abyss.

I opened my eyes panting relentlessly "Just a dream... It was just a dream" I tried to get a hold on my reckless breathing.

I and God (if exists) only know how I got home tonight. After he left I stayed there trying to pick the pices of my broken self and stitch them back together.

As 3 drunk men passed by the alley I feared of being molested again. So I got up, I had to... If I wanted to survive this night I had to.

I pulled my jeans up and tears rolled, I touched why cheek bone and I cried, I smoothed my top and prayed to the almighty to break the frame of linear time, make it a loop and let me... Just once rewind and stop myself from going out tonight.

That won't happen I knew, so I ran, ran as fast as I could to my car, ignoring the fact that my jeans is not so tightly protecting my ass. The journey from the alley to the parking area drained me whatever energy was left in my body.

I started my car and drove off. I constantly checked if someone was following me or not, and luckily was not. I realised why drink and drive is a crime. I got almost killed! Twice! Seemed like the empty streets were perfect playground for rouge bikers.

Atlast I reached the building where I rented an apartment. I lived alone, a blessing it seemed for today. The watchman... As usually sleeping on duty and helped me sneek without being noticed.

The last thing I wanted was being noticed in this state. And for that I had to grapple with an old enemy of mine.

Lift... Elevator...

A invention of science I absolutely hated. I am a fit girl, I ran regularly, I can climb stairs without panting but today lift was needed.

And why I hated lifts?? Ah I am Claustrophobic! Being entrapped in such a small place and having absolutely zero control upon your own movement... The whole idea scarred me to DEATH!

I pressed the button hurriedly and got in. "Just a few moments" I tried to remind myself. But as the technology started to function the void inside my stomach hit hard, wobbly legs made it harder, and for the second time in one fucking night I suffocated!

I was about to go dark but the technology had some mercy, the bell chimed and I got out alive. I opened the door of my apartment with shaky hands and as I locked the door behind me I collapsed.

I have insomnia. My mind play tricks on me regularly NOT to sleep. 56 hours without even a nap was my rocord. But that even betrayed. I slept on the floor for god knows how much time, the choking and ankle twisting dream was normal and begot the insomnia in the first place.

But this... This lion part. That was... That was new. I closed my eyes once again and there it was... Those eyes, still fresh in mind, waiting in the dark calmly, ready to prey.

I came to senses as a familiar voice soothed me. It was my cat Bunny. Well not that I owned it. He was a stray.... He come and go as he pleases. I feed him. Sometimes he let me bathe him... Sometimes he sleeps here, and sometimes he vanishes for almost a week.

But I didn't mind. Cats are very intelligent, you never choose them they choose you, you never own them as in thier mind the owner, himself/herself is also a cat. They see you as thier equal and demand thier own space even if they live with you. Why Humans don't do that is beyond my understanding!

I lifted bunny up as he purred under my touch, I cuddled him and he let me cuddle him. After such a night I needed it and he understood that. He truly was my spirit animal.

After I fed him, I didn't think much and went for a bath... But as I removed my clothes I sobbed. Guilt, shame, fear and surprisingly sex clouded my mind. As I stood still under the shower, water touched the wound on my cheek first, then my shoulder, my collar bone, my back, my ass, my vagina, my legs, and my feet.

My breathing became shallow again. Every other emotion evaporated, a need of release existed only. My pussy started to ache, clits demanding touch, I couldn't control and tried to mimic him with my finger.

But I was no match, still It felt good! Oh it felt surreal! I touched myself wherever he touched and felt my body's rebellion in understanding that THIS is wrong.

I rode on my finger, played with my nipples, even pressed my wind pipe to feel the pain of his suffocation. I was no more in my bathroom, I was in that alley still living that moment, I rode my fingers, as I am riding him.

His warm breath, his cum dripping nasty cock, his muscular body, his wishper, and his touch!

I came... Came so hard... it dripped on my upper thigh... wave after wave...I had no control...Just Pleasure... only pleasure...

Superb update and very sexy also
your writing skills just amazing.

 

[Raj_sharma]

This is not happening...

This cannot be happening...

I cannot let this happen...

I cried in the shower and wiped my shame, and the rebellion of my body against rationality. How can I feel attracted to my molestor. Even thinking it in mind was not an option.

I am a simple girl... I make the most important decisions of my life in shower but unlike most people I stick to them. The water makes my hypersensitive senses calm down here.

I used my favorite shampoo to overpower his smell still fresh in my breath and bodywash to wipe his touch off from my skin.

And yes I see it coming. The draining effect people leave on my persona. That's what makes me so picky about people. Most of them bore me... Many of them are jealous of my achievements and some, actually very few were close.

I kissed a boy in highschool... It was my first time. He was 5 feet 8 inches and I was 5 feet 2. But next year my hight increased but his didn't. So I dumped him just because I lacked the FEEL of having someone physically larger than me. Yes picky about boys too.

And there on... I rejected, I dated and dumped, I never settled...


Then I found Avinash through a mutual friend. He seemed perfect, height of 6 feet, nicely tanned skin, decent looks and a cute smile.

But the moment I kissed him for the first time... Oh I knew. He was not my type. What was wrong I don't know. But something definitely was.

I bet he felt it too... That's why he was cheating maybe. At that moment I thought with my ego but now I understand, how trapped he feel.

In the early days of our relationship he made some advances about sex, I made a lot of excuses and turned him down, sometimes work sometimes periods ... I waited for him to dump me, But was really shocked when he proposed.

I said yes...

I had my reasons. There was a pressure building on my shoulders about marriage. Not heavily but it was there... Considering all things it was not that bad... Avinash was well settled, had good taste, good looking, and yes... He was good company. Atleast better than marrying a stranger.

The day I got engaged was the most draining, I felt so exhausted that I slept for 5 hours without a break, that's... Well unusual. I bet Avi felt same. We were good people, met each other in wrong time and wrong place. May be I was the same thing for Avi as he was for me.

But at this point of time, I needed him to be my anchor. So I don't drift away from reality, so I don't get messed up in "What If"s and "If not"s

But today I needed time, I can't allow a bad spent Saturday to ruin my life. I need to forget, If sex is a stimulant then this occurrence in the shower is my last time before I get hold on myself and forget the abuser completely.

I will run, I will dance and I will do Everything to exhaust myself so that I will pass out and have some rest before I battle everyday.

"May be I should get therapy..."

I shook my head and killed the thought then and there. What should I say to the therapist? Whatever happened was a tragedy... But how I responded... was Not a matter I could discuss!

So I took a horrible decission and tried to help myself. I got out in a hoodie and sweat pants and got some meds. I watched motivational videos. I practiced the dance piece I was preparing. I sorted some cheesy affirmative quotes and crafted a essay with them. I gave myself a speech, a pep talk every hour, but today even loneliness drained, and I didnot got blessed with sleep.

Around 7:30 the doorbell rang. I shivered...

"Have he followed me?"

The bell rang again... I got up from the couch and tip- toed to the kitchen, picked up the knife with sweaty palms...

The bell rang again, I jerked and went to the door. I peeped through the hole and was scared to death that I ll see his preying eye.

"Ugh..."

I damned Avi as I saw his face through the hole. I hurriedly kept the knife aside and opened the door.

"Babe let's... What the hell... Are you okay... What happened to you!"

He held my wounded cheek in his palm as softly as possible... He seemed really worried. How different he was from the Lion guy. Avi is a jerk no doubt but caring was his strongest suit.

"Nothing I tripped..."

I removed myself from the door and let him in.

"This look more than tripped... Let's go... We need to see a doctor... Come-on"

"Am fine I promise, I saw a doctor in the morning, see I bought meds, am feeling fine now" I argued.

"You should have called me" He pulled me gently into his embrace and I won't lie it felt rejuvenating.

"Let's go out" I murmured

I knew why he was here... It's sunday, every sunday was our date night. We got out, ate in my favourite restaurant, talked about this that. He was a good company indeed. Supporting and never demanding.

"But you are hurt..."

I kissed him as deeply as I could and snatched the words from his mouth. He responded sweetly.

"Please I want to go out... Please..."

I needed tonight. I needed the distraction to cloud my thoughts, I wanted Avi to talk to me so could stay focused on him... May be irritated but with him.

"Ok... If you really want to"

I knew he wouldn't say No. I pecked his cheek and closed myself in the bedroom.

I selected a lavender dress , knee length, concealed my wounds, let down my weavy curls and slipped into stiletto. As I came out of my bedroom, Avi awwed. I knew I looked beautiful.

For a moment I compared myself to the girl he was cheating me with and him with the lion guy.

Literally galaxies apart...

I ordered the usual, he ordered the usual, everything around was familiar, Avi seemed to be extra caring today as I was hurt. Not that he didn't bored me with his stupid office tales. But I needed THIS tonight.

But my illusion of a mundane Sunday night shattered as I heard a couple arguing, and as the man started misbehaving...

Oh my god! There he is! He just appeared out of thin air, where the hell did he came from!


But there he was... Reprimanding the man. Not a dream, not a thought, Real... very real.

Mind blowing update sasha
Too good.

 

[Raj_sharma]

I woke up with pats on my cheeks, Avinash was worried to hell, I don't know how and what happened, but I never fainted before...


We both agreed to the point that I needed sleep. He kissed me on my forehead and left. As soon as my head touched the pillow, I bit my lips, aggravating the pain he had caused hy his teeth. I felt good to be hurt, It felt warm. I slept like a baby.


Next day I thought about calling in sick but went anyway, the mood swings took me high and low, a moment I loathed the moment of contact with the Lion and in another I craved for more.


It took trolls on me, I didn't wanted to come out of bed, but had to, life must go on. I craved for sexual releases, got horny anywhere anytime. Unnecessary panic made me delusional. It took me far far away from reality and threw me in the pits of a lion den. The fire ignited in me made me a velnarable fly drifting towards it's destiny... Towards it's death.


In a sarcastic way the Universe plotted a tyranny against me. I finished the week and got home on Friday night. I crashed on sofa planning what to do with the night as my insomnia was ready to party.


I took out my phone and notifications popped... 17 fucking missed calls...


"Manoj!" I gritted my teeth...


He was afunny charecter but my only friend from college. He was somewhat bearable to be excact. But I entertainmened him sometimes as he was the last string attaching me to social life.


"What!" I called him, he took the phone, and I said reluctantly.


"I love you so much... Why do you keep abandoning me... You___"


"Cut the crap... What do you want?"


"A double date"


"What!"


"Don't worry I have found the date..."


"Dude am engaged"


"Shut up... You don't love him... You are barely interested in him... Come with me please... This Girl, Avni from my office has agreed to go out with me... But... She wants a double date..."


"Why... She want a foresome or something?"


"That won't be that bad afterall... He he he..." Manoj laughed shamelessly


"Where you guys heading" I kept my silence for a while then asked.


"Debonair... See I promise you can leave anytime... Just come with me... Please you owe me one..."


As soon as I heard "Deboniar" I went blank, my favorite restaurant! Where I met "The Lion" last week!


Being a Gemini felt like a curse! My two personalities became belligerent, I wanted to stay the fuck away from that place no matter how much I loved it! And again, I wanted to go there, trace the man, and... Oh god I couldn't think more... I understand know what "lust" is.


"Ok... I will come"


It took Manoj a minute to realize that I have agreed!


"Come on! You are not thinking it through!" My reasonable side screamed!


"Fuck it! Am tired of thinking everything through... I will see through this!" My fucked-up-ness dominated.


I bathed myself in lavender and rosehip oil to make my skin supple, choose a bloody red dress and same coloured heels. Left my curls loose and applied a smoky eye and dark red lip.


I looked at myself and couldn't even recognize! Is it even me! "What have you made me..." I cursed The Lion.


As I drove rethinking coulded my mind, As I reached and met the crew rethinking got thicker, that couple really looked like a cuckold one in search of some extra kink.


But it was all worth it when at almost 8:45 I was him... Same black suit and same ruthlesness...


I gulped and sucked some extra air as this was new, new for me, chasing a man, not my thing, a man who misbehaved gravely... Definitely not my thing.


But he seemed rushed, he talked a bit with the manager and disappeared...


"Is he related to this restaurant somehow? Why I keep seeing him around?"


I excused myself for the restroom, but I went into his direction, I heartbeat skyrocketed, as I glanced him standing infront of the kitchen instructing the Bodyguard guy.


I backed myself and hid in a cornor of the corridor, He went opposite of me and the bodyguard guy went with him.


I somehow avoided the waiters rounding the kitchen. I went hurriedly and found them talking about something in a very serious tone.


"I should go... I should run... I should hide... I shouldn't be here"


But in that moment I learned that curiosity is a bitch and as I made a pact with it and stayed I signed my death warrent...


I was eavesdropping from a end and in the another they stood outside a big room, seemed like a pantry. The door opened and I had a wave of terror passing through my spine! A man was hanging there, chained to the ceiling, his feet barely touched the ground, he had a bloody nose and a blue eye, It was the place where meet was kept and he was almost frozen.


The Lion talked for a bit with a bald guy who had a metal rod in his hand and seemed like the one who was torturing the poor soul. The bald guy ran a hand though his face and in a instant he took a revolver and took three shots!


And the man...


Died...


Oh my god!


What the hell...


I just witnessed a murder...


The guy took a life...


He helped him...


He is a Criminal!!!


My senses came back! I realized what a fool I have been!


"Obviously he is a criminal! Shit shit shit!"


I turned to runaway but only found my way to be blocked by a mountain... The bodyguard guy! How the hell he came behind me! He was just there qith The Lion!


"Please... I won't tell anyone... Please... Let me go" I whimpered!


He grinned, grabbed me by my bicep and pulled me towards the pantry...


"No please let me go!"


I cried and tried to free myself... But so little I am! So little in physical power!


The bodyguard dragged and threw me on the floor.... By then I already had me in his attention. I was thrown just on his feet.


I kept my head low and just prayed... Prayed to anyone whoever was listening, but he was the only god available, it was his den and I was at his mercy.


"Boss... I found her... I think she saw something" The bodyguard gave me out.


"What is THIS Aditya! You promised to give me full discretion and privacy... What the hell this bitch is doing here..." The bald man very semmed agitated.


I slowly looked up, fists balled, jaw clenched, eyes furious! He was looking at me! I immediately looked down as his two week old slap still hurt my cheek bone.


"Do not worry Ravi, you have had your fun, your time is up, so leave, I will handle"


"What will you do? Give her to me... Lemme enjoy her" the Ravi named man fisted my hair and lifted me up. I shivered so hard, I went cold.


The room reeked of weed, blood, gunpowder and murder! I glanced at The Lion, babbling something which I couldn't even understand, maybe a prayer!


It did not went unheard!


He yanked me towards me and slapped my cheeks! His touch felt familiar atleast better than the Ravi named bastard. I kept my silence and weeped.


"I am not a pimp Ravi and I don't keep loose ends! It's bad for business... The girl saw something, she deserves to die!"


Die!


Dead!


No... I can't be dead!


The Lion threw me towards the bodyguard and he gagged me in an instance! The Ravi named guy kept his silence and left. I was dragged and the bodyguard my hands up were yanked up. I struggled like a fish out of water.


Now I was chained where the guy who just got murdered was chained. My eyes became constantly foggy as a new puddle of tear generated every moment. The Lion came close... I shook my head in "No"


He stared... Blankly... First time... I noticed something more than ruthlessness... I don't know what it was but it was there. First time I noticed a scare... On his Right Eyebrow, slicing it in a two third way. I noticed stress under his eyes, I even empathy!


Is it normal to be dilusional before death?


He held my shoulder, the thud-thud of my heartbeat drummed under his touch like a background music of my death, A thumb came up and touched my cheeks almost rubbing of my tears.


"I tried to let you go... But you did not obey... Close your eyes Nandita Sharma... picture your loved ones... say your last wish in your mind... because tonight... You are going to die!"

Great update dear.
Waise nandita sharma se hame bhi milao. U know sharma sharma
Great going sasha ji

 

[Raj_sharma]

I sobbed as he caressed the sore flesh of my ass. I felt his buldge pressing my belly button, I turned my head, he had this evil deadly grinn on his face.


"Tell be what do you like little one? Lacy or bedazzled..." He kept caressing


"Be__bedazzelled!" I gulped and replied.


"Good... I like it... I ll make a bedazzled collar for you then little one!"


I couldn't keep straight, the thought of being collared, chained? I couldn't bare it. I tried to get up and launch a attack, but as I reacted he grabbed my nape and pushed me down. As I crashed on his knees again he spanked! Harder!


"Aa aa! You don't get to do this little one, not anymore"


"Let me go... Let me go... I just wanna go home, I don't want to be here... Just let me go" I struggled under his push, his hold never got loose. He fisted my hair and made me a peacock, and turned my head upside. He came closer, so closer, that I could him breathing.


"I did let you go remember? Not once but twice! I could have taken you then and there! In the alley, from your moron boyfriend's car! But you still came... What did you think? I have told you to stop romanticizing this situation... You my Angel are in grave danger, I am the danger and the only way to survive is fucking obey" And he bit me, bit me hard on my cheek bone, I cried as agonising pain made my willpower burn out completely. I... I gave up!


"The only way to survive is to obey!"


"The only way to survive is to obey!"


"The only way to survive is to obey!"


I don't know he said it thrice or it was just my brain tried to made sense of all this. He spanked fiercely, rethymicly. Keeping his fist on my hair he gritted his teeth and held me in a painful position. As tears rolled down my cheek he licked them.


His imprints marked me, he have made his point, how my skin is decorated with his touch, I got debased to a plaything, I was no longer a human, I was broken, taken, I was his.


An eternity later, he stopped spanking, and let my hair go. My ass got hell sore, and on the burning skin he caressed, his sweaty palms made the burn unbearable. I sensed him loosen his tie, he removed it from his neck and the next moment it was around mine.


Yet another significance... Yet another mark! How he even concocted such absurdity I could not apprehend.


"Tell me what you are"


"Your pet"


"Good... You are learning, tell me what you want? Lacy or bedazzled?"


"Bedazzled"


"What is your name love? Are you Nandita?"


"No... I'm A__Angel"


"Tell me who is your daddy?"


"Yo___you are"


"Tell me who do you belong?"


"You"


My heart sank with my words and I got burried in my own shame.


His breathing became loud and heavy, as if he wanted to eat me alive. With a single yank he tore my dress, it fell aprt and exposed my bare back, he smeared my sweat with his finger and ket his both thumbs on my shoulder blades.


It gave him a sensation! Why? I couldn't understand... And I did not dared to ask. The moment stayed forever. I could sense him being uncomfortable in his trousers as his cock hissed under his clothes. He threw his head back and enjoyed me being still, completely at his mercy.


I never felt so helpless in my whole life. I built a life around me, a life of freedom, a life of dignity. A night and a mistake has robbed me of everything, everything I had, my family my friends, my fiance! My life! Everything!


My body started shaking and I could not control it, The vertigo kicked in, body felt dehydrated and I jolted like I never could imagine.


"What the fuck... Shit... Angel... Are you okay"


I fell on the floor before he could grab, I saw life ebbing away from my body, hope ebbing away from my heart and light ebbing away from my soul. The only emotion I felt was shame, shame on my whole existance that I led myself to this destiny, I was the one to blame, I am my sole perpetrator!


But he was not done, he picked me up from the floor and embraced me in his jacket. Why he is being compassionate? The same brutal beast growled again but in sorrow as he sensed that something was wrong with me.


I felt my body in the air and his hands, oh his muscular strong hands holding me tight with his body. This shift of personality made me proud of my decision to obey. I understood he would keep me safe.


He rushed me up on the stairs, I looked at his face, his eyes met mine, the sorrow, the same sorrow I saw in his eyes in the pantry. I let it go, first time in my whole fucking life I let it go. I trusted! I shouldn't, I know. But I did.


I sensed his power, I sensed his existance, I sensed his aura capable of controlling any fucking situation.


He won... I let him won. His cruelty and sympathy made my heart and body rebel against me. I felt sick but it felt good because I finally let it go.

Amazing update.sasha
As you have written earlier this is also one of the best in sasha's writing
Ek comedy sayri aapke liye

Roz Logo Se Pange Honge,

Roz Tere Ghar Me Dange Honge,

Yaad Rakh Agar Tune Mujhse Dosti Todi To,

Tere Ghar Me 12 Baache Honge Aur,

Saare Ke Saare Lafange Honge…

 

[Sasha!]

Mind blowing update sasha
Too good.

Great update dear.
Waise nandita sharma se hame bhi milao. U know sharma sharma
Great going sasha ji

Amazing update.sasha
As you have written earlier this is also one of the best in sasha's writing
Ek comedy sayri aapke liye

Roz Logo Se Pange Honge,

Roz Tere Ghar Me Dange Honge,

Yaad Rakh Agar Tune Mujhse Dosti Todi To,

Tere Ghar Me 12 Baache Honge Aur,

Saare Ke Saare Lafange Honge…

Thank you for reading shayari was too funny