Bro introduce a actress in ur story where she was decent and later this guys drugged raped brainwashed hypnotized to be slut... because all ur chapters are of same type
Fantasy Thakur aur unki daasiya (bollywood actress roleplay)
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Bro pehle Wale page jyada ache the
Thakur Wale Jo woh Ghar mein karte hain
Waise story bahut badhiya hai
Chumma
Aur actress jodo like rashi Khanna my favourite
Thakur Wale Jo woh Ghar mein karte hain
Waise story bahut badhiya hai
Chumma
Aur actress jodo like rashi Khanna my favourite
Randiyon ko randi banana kya acha hey
Decent girl ko randi banana that too with force brainwash drugs... Woh acha hoga
Decent girl ko randi banana that too with force brainwash drugs... Woh acha hoga
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Chapter 13.
Students of the college were on a field trip to the forests of Dishapur. Jhanvi Mahendra Pratap, (Jhanvi kapoor) Daughter of Mahendra Pratap who lived in the nearby city for studies had urged her classmates and some professors to come on a field trip in these forests near her hometown.
They agreed. Jhanvi hadnt informed anyone in her fmly about this trip. She wanted it to be a surprise for them.
The bus had entered the forest area and was trudging along a lonely path.
The scenery was beautiful all around. Dense trees, thick bushes, this was truly wild. Students were singing songs with Jhanvi giving them occasional commentary regarding this place when suddenly driver pushed down on the break.
The bus came to a screeching halt.
"Kya hua?" Professor Samantha asked.
"Kuch nahi madam, aage jhaad gir gaya hein. Rasta band hein. Mein utar kar dekhta hun."
Driver got down from the bus and at that moment many people rushed towards the bus from all diretions.
Everything happened too fast. The goons started beating up the driver and cleaner. Some of them got into the bus. They were carrying weapons with them.
Girls in the bus shreiked in fear. A couple of boys got up from their seats to confront, but the goons started punching and kicking them as well.
"Mere laal, hero banne ki zaroorat nahi hein. Tum sab ko hum logo ne kidnap kiya hein. Chup chaap bus se utro aur hamare saath chalo." One of them, presumably their leader, said win a hoarse voice.
"Dekho tumhe jo bhi lena hei le lo, paise, jewelery but hame jaane do," Samantha said to the goons.
"Woh to hum waise bhi le lenge. Lekin tum logo ko aise jane nahi de sakte. Nangi Daku tum logo ka intezaar kar rahi hein."
"Nangi Daaku!!!!!!" the driver, who had been beaten to a pulp, gasped. The fear on his face told the whole story.
"Ha nangi daku," the dacoit gave a cunning smile.
Jhanvi stepped forward. "Dekho tum galti kar rahe ho. Ye poora ilaaqa mere pitaji ka hein. Unhe pata chal gaya na to tumhari khair nahi."
The dacoit glared at Jhanvi. "Achha, zara ye to bata tera baap kon hein?"
"Mahendra Thakur," Jhanvi replied with a hint of arrogance in her voice.
All color drained from dacoits face. He began shivering. He came near Jhanvi and fell on his knees.
Jhanvi chuckled. She had seen many people wet their pants in front of her father.
But the next moment, the dacoit who was on his knees near Jhanvi, acted in a flash. He brought his hands near her top and pulled it down. He pulled it with such force that her top and bra came down together and her boobs popped out.
Jhanvi shreiked. "Ye kya kar rahe ho." But Before Jhanvi could straighten her top he attacked Jhanvis pants. He pulled at it with full force. Jhanvi tried to stop him but failed.
Jhanvi was in a shock. Her trousers were down to her knees. Her fleshy milky thighs were exposed. Everyone in the bus could see her sexy panties.
Before Jhanvi could pull her pants up dacoit pushed her on a nearby seat and forcefully spread her legs.
Some guys in the bus tried to move but other dacoits pointed their guns at them.
Jhanvis top was down and her boobs exposed. Her legs were spread and her flimsy panties, that barely covered her choot were open for all.
Then, without warning, to Janhvis horror, the dacoit then pushed his hand inside her panties and inserted his finger in her vagina.
Jn front of the whole bus, a dacoit was rubbing a Thakurains choot. He kept fingering Janhvi for a few seconds.
"Hmm hein to ye naram mulayam Thakurayan choot."
The dacoit then pulled hus finger out of her choot. He then placed his head between Janhvis spread legs. The dacoit then pulled Janhvis panties aside.
Her choot, a Takhurains choot was exposed to the whole bus. In front of twnety people, the dacoit placed his lips on Jhanvis choot and gave long wet kiss on her choot. He kept licking and sucking her for a few seconds
"Hmm, ye to sach me Thakurayan ki choot ki khushboo hein. Teri maa ki choot ko maine bohot saalo tak chaata hein. Us thakuraain ki choot ki khushboo aur swaad to mein kabhi nahi bhoolunga."
The dacoit then slapped Jhanvi. "Apne Baap ke naam ka zaur kahi aur chalana. Is jungle mein Nangi Daaku ka naam chalta hein samjhi."
Jhanvi sat their frozen like a statue. She didnt even have the wits to pull her panties or trousers back up.
A lowly man had pulled down her pants in front of his friends. He had exposed her choot to them. He had kissed her on her pussy. And then said despicable things about her mother.
Jhanvi was fuming, but was helpless right now. She wouldnt have imagined in her wildest dreams that someone could do this to her.
Students of the college were on a field trip to the forests of Dishapur. Jhanvi Mahendra Pratap, (Jhanvi kapoor) Daughter of Mahendra Pratap who lived in the nearby city for studies had urged her classmates and some professors to come on a field trip in these forests near her hometown.
They agreed. Jhanvi hadnt informed anyone in her fmly about this trip. She wanted it to be a surprise for them.
The bus had entered the forest area and was trudging along a lonely path.
The scenery was beautiful all around. Dense trees, thick bushes, this was truly wild. Students were singing songs with Jhanvi giving them occasional commentary regarding this place when suddenly driver pushed down on the break.
The bus came to a screeching halt.
"Kya hua?" Professor Samantha asked.
"Kuch nahi madam, aage jhaad gir gaya hein. Rasta band hein. Mein utar kar dekhta hun."
Driver got down from the bus and at that moment many people rushed towards the bus from all diretions.
Everything happened too fast. The goons started beating up the driver and cleaner. Some of them got into the bus. They were carrying weapons with them.
Girls in the bus shreiked in fear. A couple of boys got up from their seats to confront, but the goons started punching and kicking them as well.
"Mere laal, hero banne ki zaroorat nahi hein. Tum sab ko hum logo ne kidnap kiya hein. Chup chaap bus se utro aur hamare saath chalo." One of them, presumably their leader, said win a hoarse voice.
"Dekho tumhe jo bhi lena hei le lo, paise, jewelery but hame jaane do," Samantha said to the goons.
"Woh to hum waise bhi le lenge. Lekin tum logo ko aise jane nahi de sakte. Nangi Daku tum logo ka intezaar kar rahi hein."
"Nangi Daaku!!!!!!" the driver, who had been beaten to a pulp, gasped. The fear on his face told the whole story.
"Ha nangi daku," the dacoit gave a cunning smile.
Jhanvi stepped forward. "Dekho tum galti kar rahe ho. Ye poora ilaaqa mere pitaji ka hein. Unhe pata chal gaya na to tumhari khair nahi."
The dacoit glared at Jhanvi. "Achha, zara ye to bata tera baap kon hein?"
"Mahendra Thakur," Jhanvi replied with a hint of arrogance in her voice.
All color drained from dacoits face. He began shivering. He came near Jhanvi and fell on his knees.
Jhanvi chuckled. She had seen many people wet their pants in front of her father.
But the next moment, the dacoit who was on his knees near Jhanvi, acted in a flash. He brought his hands near her top and pulled it down. He pulled it with such force that her top and bra came down together and her boobs popped out.
Jhanvi shreiked. "Ye kya kar rahe ho." But Before Jhanvi could straighten her top he attacked Jhanvis pants. He pulled at it with full force. Jhanvi tried to stop him but failed.
Jhanvi was in a shock. Her trousers were down to her knees. Her fleshy milky thighs were exposed. Everyone in the bus could see her sexy panties.
Before Jhanvi could pull her pants up dacoit pushed her on a nearby seat and forcefully spread her legs.
Some guys in the bus tried to move but other dacoits pointed their guns at them.
Jhanvis top was down and her boobs exposed. Her legs were spread and her flimsy panties, that barely covered her choot were open for all.
Then, without warning, to Janhvis horror, the dacoit then pushed his hand inside her panties and inserted his finger in her vagina.
Jn front of the whole bus, a dacoit was rubbing a Thakurains choot. He kept fingering Janhvi for a few seconds.
"Hmm hein to ye naram mulayam Thakurayan choot."
The dacoit then pulled hus finger out of her choot. He then placed his head between Janhvis spread legs. The dacoit then pulled Janhvis panties aside.
Her choot, a Takhurains choot was exposed to the whole bus. In front of twnety people, the dacoit placed his lips on Jhanvis choot and gave long wet kiss on her choot. He kept licking and sucking her for a few seconds
"Hmm, ye to sach me Thakurayan ki choot ki khushboo hein. Teri maa ki choot ko maine bohot saalo tak chaata hein. Us thakuraain ki choot ki khushboo aur swaad to mein kabhi nahi bhoolunga."
The dacoit then slapped Jhanvi. "Apne Baap ke naam ka zaur kahi aur chalana. Is jungle mein Nangi Daaku ka naam chalta hein samjhi."
Jhanvi sat their frozen like a statue. She didnt even have the wits to pull her panties or trousers back up.
A lowly man had pulled down her pants in front of his friends. He had exposed her choot to them. He had kissed her on her pussy. And then said despicable things about her mother.
Jhanvi was fuming, but was helpless right now. She wouldnt have imagined in her wildest dreams that someone could do this to her.
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Chapter 13.1
Samantha rushed towards Janhvi and pulled her pants up. She helped her gather her wits.
The group was pushed out of their bus, on gun points and taken into the forest. They had walked for a few minutes, inside the deep forest when they reached a clearing.
A lady, stunningly beautiful, in a skin hugging tight black suit greeted them with a smile.
"Namaskar. Aap sab ka yaha swagat hein. Mera naam Aishwarya hein, aur ye mera giroh hein."
Aishwarya saw a shocked look on everyones face. "Aap log itne aashcharya se mujhe kyo dekh rahe hein? Arey haa ab samjhi. In logo ne aap ko bataya hoga ke ye Nangi Daku ka giroh hein."
Aishwarya pulled down the zipper in front of her dress. As she slowly and teasingly pulled down the zipper her huge round breasts popped out of the dress.
Aishwarya had a perfect physique. Well toned midriff, firm round boobs.
Aishwarya tucked the pistol that was in her hand in her pants, right above her choot.
"Log mujhe Nangi Daku kehte hein, kyunki jise bhi maine uthaya hein usne mujhe nanga dekha hein. Mujhe nanga rehna pasand hein. Dheere dheere aap logo ko samajh me aa jayega. Filhaal aage chalte hein. Police wale tum logo ko dhoondhte dhoondhte kabhi bhi yaha aa jayenge."
Samantha rushed towards Janhvi and pulled her pants up. She helped her gather her wits.
The group was pushed out of their bus, on gun points and taken into the forest. They had walked for a few minutes, inside the deep forest when they reached a clearing.
A lady, stunningly beautiful, in a skin hugging tight black suit greeted them with a smile.
"Namaskar. Aap sab ka yaha swagat hein. Mera naam Aishwarya hein, aur ye mera giroh hein."
Aishwarya saw a shocked look on everyones face. "Aap log itne aashcharya se mujhe kyo dekh rahe hein? Arey haa ab samjhi. In logo ne aap ko bataya hoga ke ye Nangi Daku ka giroh hein."
Aishwarya pulled down the zipper in front of her dress. As she slowly and teasingly pulled down the zipper her huge round breasts popped out of the dress.
Aishwarya had a perfect physique. Well toned midriff, firm round boobs.
Aishwarya tucked the pistol that was in her hand in her pants, right above her choot.
"Log mujhe Nangi Daku kehte hein, kyunki jise bhi maine uthaya hein usne mujhe nanga dekha hein. Mujhe nanga rehna pasand hein. Dheere dheere aap logo ko samajh me aa jayega. Filhaal aage chalte hein. Police wale tum logo ko dhoondhte dhoondhte kabhi bhi yaha aa jayenge."
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Chapter 13.2
Aishwarya and her gang took the hostages deep into the forest. After walking for a couple of hours, Samantha stopped walking.
"Kya hua?" Aishwarya asked.
"Mujhe bathroom jana hein."
"Ye poora jungle bathroom hi hein. Jaha chaahe waha kar lo."
"Me waha jhaariyo ke peechhe jaati hun."
"Oh madam," Aishwarya said in a stern voice. "Koi jhaari waari ke peechhe jaane ki zaroorat nahi hein. Tum bhaag gai to?? Yahi par kar lo."
"Kya?? Itne mardo ke saamne?"
"Arey to kya hua? Sab ko pata hein ke tumhari is shalwar ke andar choot hein. Usme kya secret hein?"
"Tum pagal ho," Samantha said to Aishwarya. "Itne mardo ke saamne tum mujhe apni pant utar kar... tumhe ye kehte hue bhi sharam nahi aai?"
"Arey isme sharmana kya. Mein to roz apne saare giroh ke saamne nangi hoti hu. Susu bhi karti hun, nahati bhi hun."
"Kya!!!! Tum itne mardo ke saamne nangi kaise ho sakti ho."
"Isme kya badi baat hein? Lo abhi ho ke dikhati hun."
Aishwarya said that and opened the button of her trousers and pulled it down.
She wasnt wearing any panties. As she pulled her pants down her sexy choot, with a well trimmed sexy bush, came into view.
"Aise utaarte hein apni pant. Isme sharmana kaisa. Ye apni choot hein na, ise dekh kar to saare lund khare ho jaate hein."
Aishwarya then completely removed her trousers and put it aside.
She already had opened her top a while ago and exposed her boobs. She hadnt bothered to cover them. Now she had removed her pants and was bottomless.
Every man in the group, whether the members of the gang or the hostages, was staring hungrily at her.
Aishwarya had sexiest, silky, smooth, chikni thighs in the world. When she stood with her legs joined, her nangi choot hidinf behind her bush was a sight to behold.
Every man there wanted to bury their heafs between those sexy thighs and lick that choot.
Aishwarya watched everyone ogling at her and smiled. She loved arousing dicks.
She then sat down on the ground and opened her legs.
Now every man had a view of her open choot. They could have a good look at Aishwaryas sexy juicy beautiful cunt.
Aishwarya then brought her hand near her choot and spread her pussy lips. Now insides of her pink choot was visible to all.
Aishwarya then said to Samantha. "Pant utar kar aise mast bethte hein. Phir apni choot aise mast phela kar pissy karte hein. Teri maa ne nahi sikhaya tujhe?"
"Tujhe samjhate samjhate mujhe aane lagi. Chal ab nangi hui hi hoon to kar hi leti hu"
Aishwarya let her bladder loose. And in front of at least twenty men and their erected lunds, golden shower started coming out of her open pussy
Aishwarya and her gang took the hostages deep into the forest. After walking for a couple of hours, Samantha stopped walking.
"Kya hua?" Aishwarya asked.
"Mujhe bathroom jana hein."
"Ye poora jungle bathroom hi hein. Jaha chaahe waha kar lo."
"Me waha jhaariyo ke peechhe jaati hun."
"Oh madam," Aishwarya said in a stern voice. "Koi jhaari waari ke peechhe jaane ki zaroorat nahi hein. Tum bhaag gai to?? Yahi par kar lo."
"Kya?? Itne mardo ke saamne?"
"Arey to kya hua? Sab ko pata hein ke tumhari is shalwar ke andar choot hein. Usme kya secret hein?"
"Tum pagal ho," Samantha said to Aishwarya. "Itne mardo ke saamne tum mujhe apni pant utar kar... tumhe ye kehte hue bhi sharam nahi aai?"
"Arey isme sharmana kya. Mein to roz apne saare giroh ke saamne nangi hoti hu. Susu bhi karti hun, nahati bhi hun."
"Kya!!!! Tum itne mardo ke saamne nangi kaise ho sakti ho."
"Isme kya badi baat hein? Lo abhi ho ke dikhati hun."
Aishwarya said that and opened the button of her trousers and pulled it down.
She wasnt wearing any panties. As she pulled her pants down her sexy choot, with a well trimmed sexy bush, came into view.
"Aise utaarte hein apni pant. Isme sharmana kaisa. Ye apni choot hein na, ise dekh kar to saare lund khare ho jaate hein."
Aishwarya then completely removed her trousers and put it aside.
She already had opened her top a while ago and exposed her boobs. She hadnt bothered to cover them. Now she had removed her pants and was bottomless.
Every man in the group, whether the members of the gang or the hostages, was staring hungrily at her.
Aishwarya had sexiest, silky, smooth, chikni thighs in the world. When she stood with her legs joined, her nangi choot hidinf behind her bush was a sight to behold.
Every man there wanted to bury their heafs between those sexy thighs and lick that choot.
Aishwarya watched everyone ogling at her and smiled. She loved arousing dicks.
She then sat down on the ground and opened her legs.
Now every man had a view of her open choot. They could have a good look at Aishwaryas sexy juicy beautiful cunt.
Aishwarya then brought her hand near her choot and spread her pussy lips. Now insides of her pink choot was visible to all.
Aishwarya then said to Samantha. "Pant utar kar aise mast bethte hein. Phir apni choot aise mast phela kar pissy karte hein. Teri maa ne nahi sikhaya tujhe?"
"Tujhe samjhate samjhate mujhe aane lagi. Chal ab nangi hui hi hoon to kar hi leti hu"
Aishwarya let her bladder loose. And in front of at least twenty men and their erected lunds, golden shower started coming out of her open pussy
Broooo plssssss.... Koi character aisa present karo jaise woh decent thi, iss daaaku log usse kidnap karke drugs deke ya brainwash karke gatiya bana dia... Each time when guys fuck she shd hear how decent she was how dirty she became... Yeh tho aapka story maim sab log randiya hi hey.. Very boring
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Bro.. read the story from the beginning.
I have introduced differenr characters
Nayanthara, teacher student.
Kiara, sex slave
Madhuri, Milf
Kareena, housewife
Rakul, police
Aishwarya, dacoit,
Jhanvi, college girl
Kriti and Disha, Secretaries forced by their boss
All have different angles.
I cannot exactly write what you want if it doesnt fit my story.
If u find it boring its not my problem