Erotica The Girl Next Door (Completed)

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Erotica - Dark Seduction (Completed)

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[Indian Princess]

Next day Armaan drove to a known red-light area.

"Long time Sir!" a man greeted him, "How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for her," Armaan said showing him a picture in his phone.

The man looked at it for a long time and said, "It is only a side profile, but I really don't think I have seen this girl around here."

"Are you sure? I need to find her, help me and I'll pay double the usual tip," Armaan said.

"Forward me the pic, Sir, I'll have my best men look for her," the man said.

Armaan forwarded the pic, paid him a token of cash in advance and turned to leave. But a thought occurred to him. He stopped and turned back, "One more thing..." he said calling out to the man.

"Seen her around here?" he said showing a pic of Meera.

The man's face lit up seeing Meera's pic. "Oh yes! I know her," he said, "She is

Natasha, she is one of the most special girls here, works for special clients only...this one is your type sir, she would take anything if you pay the right price. Trust me, 'anything'," he insisted.

Armaan smiled that his shot in the dark hit the bull's eye. "Are you certain?" he confirmed once more.

"100 percent. No one can forget a girl like her, the most expensive piece of ass around town." The man confirmed with a smile.

"Fine, fix her up with me, will ya?" Armaan said, "No matter the price,"

"I am sorry," the man said as his expression dropped, "She doesn't work around here anymore. She disappeared like a year ago."



“Who was her pimp?” Armaan asked.



“Adil Qureshi,” the man said, “He is the biggest fish in the pond.”



Armaan took a deep breath processing the information.



“And where can I find this guy?” Armaan asked.



“His brothel is named Emerald Palace,” the man said, “I’ll send you the address.”



"Sure," Armaan said, "Find me this other girl."



The man nodded



Armaan got back into his car and drove straight to Emerald Palace confirm what he had just heard.



Adil’s men alerted him of Armaan’s arrival. Adil confidently invited Armaan into his chamber.



“What can I do for you Sir?” Adil asked with a confident smile, making an eye contact.



Armaan held a firm eye contact and got straight to the point. He placed Meera’s picture on the table in front of Adil and asked, “Tell me about this girl.”



“She used to work for me,” Adil said, “She left this place a year ago.”



“Where did you find her?” Armaan asked.



“Well,” Adil replied casually leaning back on is chair, “She came me on her own. She wanted to join the business.”



“Really?” Armaan asked with a raised eyebrow.



“Yeah,” Adil replied, “And she was really something. She has such tolerance for pain, she could take almost anything…she made me a fortune.”



“What about her family?” Armaan asked, “Where did she really come from?”



“I don’t know, and I don’t care,” Adil replied with a casual shrug, “Most girls who come here are destitute.”



“What’s her real name?” Armaan asked.



“She introduced herself to me as Meera,” Adil said.



“I am pretty sure you did some background check before you employed her though,” Armaan asked maintaining an eye contact with Adil, “Knowing your ‘reputation’,”



Adil smiled. “She never caused any trouble,” he said, “She did her job well, earned herself a living. There was nothing suspicious.”



“Why did she quit?” Armaan asked.



“She felt like it I guess,” Adil replied, “I usually don’t bother with the reasons. All girls who work for me do so out of their own free will. I don’t like the idea of forcing a woman to sell her body.”



“But this girl,” Armaan said pointing to Meera’s picture, “She was your golden goose, wasn’t she? And you just let her go?”



“What’s with all the greed in the world?” Adil sighed, “I am a pimp, but I’ve got honour. If a woman doesn’t want to be a whore anymore, I would respect that and let her go, as I did in her case.”



Armaan started making calculations in his head. He needed to make Adil talk. But Adil already gave him a subtle hint that he wasn’t the kind who would talk for money.



“You’ve got to know something about her!” Armaan said in rising frustration, “Who were her clients?”



“Not that it is any of my business Sir,” Adil said with a chuckle, “But now you’ve got me curious. Why does she interest you so much? I mean who really comes asking about who a whore has been fucking? You’ve got some history with her?”



“You are right,” Armaan said maintaining a firm eye contact, “It is none of your business.”



Adil smiled slyly. Armaan knew that Adil was shrewd and had powerful connections just like him and he wasn’t going to get any useful information out of him. There was no point in wasting time. Armaan got up and walked away quietly.



Now that he was certain that the information is true, he called up Neil.



Neil: Hey, I could use some good news bro.



Armaan: I have news, not sure if it is good.



Neil: Hell, tell me anyway



Armaan: This Meera character of yours, she is no writer or a businessman's daughter. She is a whore. Goes by the name Natasha, and God knows how many other names!



Neil: WHAT?!!



Armaan: Yeah, a pain slut precisely. She caters to needs of specific men. Word is that she has a high tolerance for pain, and she takes all S&M requests, and that's why she is priced much higher than regular whores. That is where all that money comes from. Is that why she looks familiar to you Neil?



Neil: Hell no! I would have remembered! Have you?



Armaan: No. But I have certainly seen her before, once with Pankhudi and she looked familiar even then.



Neil: Why the hell was she with your girl Armaan?



Armaan: I don't know yet Neil, and that really worries me. Not sure if Pankh even knows the truth about her. This girl seems to be up to something Neil. Be careful. I'm trying to dig further into her history. There has to be a reason why she looks familiar to both of us. I'll call you back as soon as I have more information.



Neil: Alright, the sooner the better.



Armaan hung up the phone.



Next Armaan drove to Aarav's hospital. He asked for Sister Mary. A middle-aged woman appeared before him.



He showed her a pic of Meera and asked, "Sister Mary" he asked firmly, "What was this woman really doing here?"



"Why is everyone after her?" the nurse replied.



Armaan slipped some cash into her hand and asked again with a stern gaze, "The truth."



The nurse looked around for anyone listening and leaned in closer, "She wanted access to the employee records."



Armaan was alarmed, "What for?" he asked.



"I don't know," the nurse said, "She paid me for a little piece of information. I just told her where the records are kept."



Armaan immediately called up Aarav to alert him. But he didn't answer.



He stopped a nurse passing nearby. "I need to speak to Dr. Aarav urgently," he demanded.



"I am sorry Sir, but he is in the operation theatre. He is not to be disturbed till the end of the surgery," she informed.



"How long would it take?" Armaan asked.



"Four hours, at least," she replied.



He quickly dropped Aarav a text to call him back as soon as possible.



He got back into his car. His phone buzzed with a text message.



Pankhudi: Dinner is ready! Come soon sweetheart!



Armaan smiled reading the message. Earlier that day, Pankhudi had invited him for dinner. She was excited and said she had a surprise for him. He had been busy and couldn’t meet her for several days. He missed her. He loved to spend time with her, he loved the food she cooked. Besides, he wanted to talk to her about Meera, he thought it was best to do so in person.




“Ill be there in 30 minutes,” he replied and drove off to her place.



Pankhudi received the text and smiled. She put the phone down on the table and walked into the kitchen. Delicious fish curry simmered in the pan as she stirred it with the ladle. The aroma filled her humble house as she waited for Armaan to come.



The doorbell rang and she ran towards the door. She was so excited to meet him that she didn’t bother to look through the peephole. She opened the door but her expression dropped when she saw two strangers standing in front of her. They were strong men who looked like goons. She suddenly became very anxious.



“Yes?” she asked nervously.



The men didn’t reply. They just tried to grab her with both hands. Pankhudi tried to slam the door shut but the men were too strong for her. They pushed the door open and she fell down on the floor. She quickly scrambled back onto her feet grabbed her phone and ran towards her bedroom.



She closed the door and locked it. The men reached there in no time and began to bang on the door. When she did not open, they began to kick the door trying to break it open. Pankhudi dragged the furniture of her bedroom to barricade the door to stop the men from entering the room. She began to race her mind, thinking of a way to escape. She opened the window of her bedroom, but she lived on the third floor. She couldn’t jump out of the window. She crawled under the bed and hid there. She knew, she didn’t have much time. It won’t take long for the men to break open the door.



In utter panic she called up Armaan.



“Hey Pankh,” Armaan said, “I’m on my way.”



“Some men…” Pankhudi spoke in a shaking voice, “They are trying to kidnap me…they broke into my house…”



Armaan felt like a lightning bolt hit him.



“What? Are you okay…where are you now?” he asked anxiously.



“I’m…I’m hiding in my bedroom…” Pankhudi replied. She was trembling in fear. Suddenly she heard a loud noise of the door breaking. She tried not to scream. “They are here…” she whispered on the phone to Armaan, “Please help me…”



“Hold on Pankh,” Armaan said, “I’m coming…”



Armaan floored the accelerator as he started driving at a mad speed. He had no time to lose. And then he heard her scream loudly. The men had found her. She screamed and struggled with all her strength as they dragged her away.



Armaan reached Pankhudi’s apartment and ran up the stairs. He found the door wide open. He frantically looked for her everywhere in the house. Her bedroom door had been kicked open. There was broken glass and furniture all over the place. The mess in the room bore mute witness to the struggle Pankhudi put up to save herself. Her phone had slipped out of her hand as she was dragged away, it was lying in one corner of the room. It was too late. They had already taken her. Armaan fell on his knees and wailed as a tear escaped his eyes.



The aroma food of delicious food that Pankhudi had so fondly prepared was now replaced by the smoky stench of burnt food as the flame was left on. Armaan walked up to the kitchen and turned off the flame. He had failed to protect the woman he loved the most. It took him some time to recover from the sudden trauma. And when he did, his mind was clouded with rage. He knew who was responsible for this. He decided to go straight to Meera’s house.



As he was about to walk out of the door, he saw Meera standing in front of him.



“You bitch!” he shouted as he grabbed her with both his hands, “WHERE IS SHE?”



Meera just smiled confidently, and swiftly stabbed him in the neck with a needle. The venom began to act instantly and Armaan felt dizzy. He felt like he suddenly lost all strength. His grip over Meera weakened and he fell down on his knees. His vision was getting hazy.



Meera smiled at his condition and walked in circles around the weak kneeling man. She grabbed his wrists and cuffed his hands behind his back. Armaan struggled to keep his balance on his knees.



“Who are you?” he asked in a weak tone, “Where is Pankhudi?”



“Let me answer your second question first,” Meera said, “That will make you a bit more compliant I guess.”



Meera then showed Armaan a video on her phone. It looked like a capture from a night vision camera. Pankhudi was trapped inside a small box and it was presumably very dark in there. Pankhudi kept on screaming and struggling to get free. Her eyes were red and tearful as she banged against the box with all her strength, begging and pleading to be let out.



Armaan was instantly tearful seeing Pankhudi in such a condition.



“Please, she is claustrophobic,” he begged, “Please don’t do this to her!”



“She is so afraid of boxes, isn’t she?” Meera said with a wicked smile, “Every time you disobey me, she will end up in a tiny box like that.”



“No, please…” Armaan begged, “What do you want from me?”



“I just want you to suffer,” Meera said with a grin.



Armaan struggled against his restraints but the toxin had considerably weakened him.



“You are going to be a lovely pet,” Meera said running her hands through his hair, “You and me, we’ve got business to settle. I’m ecstatic thinking about all the fun I am going to have with you, training, punishments…wow…I’m gonna make you my personal bitch.”



“Who the fuck are you?” Armaan growled.



“I’m surprised you don’t recognize me,” Meera said, “Of course, you were too busy living your perfect life to remember the little girl whose life you ruined.”



“Fuck your poetry bitch!” Armaan said bitterly gritting his teeth, “Unchain me and let Pankhudi go this instant and I might let you live.”



“Or…” Meera said grinning at him, “I could put a bullet in your head this instant and sell her to some cheap brothel.”



Armaan went wild with rage hearing her remark. He struggled violently but the metal cuffs held his wrists tightly. Meera laughed watching his helpless struggle.



“It is going to be real fun to break you,” she said boldly touching his face, “I’ve got plans for you Armaan, but first, I am going to deal with your friends.”



Meera took Armaan’s phone from his pocket.



“I’m borrowing your phone. I don’t want you alerting them prematurely,” Meera said with a smile, “Reyansh has already been dealt with. It will be over for the other two very soon. After that, we’ll have lots of fun.”



Armaan’s heart was racing at the thought of what she was going to do to his friends. He struggled to get free but Meera grabbed his hair and injected something into his body. He passed out completely and collapsed on the floor.


Meera dropped the keys to the handcuffs next to the unconscious man so that he could free himself once he wakes up. She smiled at his condition and walked away.

*********

Meera got into her car and drove to Marine drive. She sat by the sea feeling the cool breeze on her face, soothing her burning heart. The cool sea breeze gently caressed her hair. It was dark, and few stars were shining in the sky. She turned her gaze upwards, closed her eyes and smiled.

Aarav returned home after the surgeries. He saw missed calls from Armaan and his text. He called back. Meera had Armaan's phone with her. She smiled seeing the caller's name but didn't answer.

She dialled a number and said, "It is time to send the flowers"

She disconnected the phone and laughed. She laughed louder and louder, almost hysterically as she threw Armaan's phone into the sea and watched it drown to the bottom of the deep sea.

Aarav heard his doorbell. There was a delivery boy standing with a parcel for him. Aarav received a parcel. It did not contain the details of the sender. He opened it out of curiosity. There was a note and another box inside it.

Dear Dr. Aarav,

I have to thank you for the life I've lived. I owe you a debt. I'm sending you a little gift to return the favor.

A friend

Aarav smiled reading the note. He often received anonymous gifts from the patients he had treated. He was a good surgeon and had saved many lives. He decided to open the parcel. He was surprised to find a strange box inside it. He picked it up to inspect it. And the moment he opened the box and there was an explosion. A loud explosion.

Aarav fell to the floor screaming. His family rushed to his side. He fell to the floor unconscious.

When he woke up, he was in a hospital. His family was by his side. When he looked at the bandages on his hands, he screamed uncontrollably. He had lost both his hands.

His colleague, Dr. Varun came in trying to calm him down. He injected a sedative into his veins.

"I need to have a word with him alone," Dr. Varun requested Aarav's family.

"I understand how you are feeling Aarav," Varun said.

"NO!" Aarav screamed, "You don't understand! You will never understand! I lost EVERYTHING! Can't you see? I can never hold a scalpel again, I can never perform a surgery again. My whole career as a surgeon is over...I am worse than a beggar now!" Aarav couldn't hold back his tears.

Varun was quiet for some time. "I am really sorry," he said after a while, "But this certainly wasn't an accident. The explosives were strong enough to mutilate you, but not to kill you. Whoever did this, pretty much intended it. The police might want to know if you suspect somebody."

"Please do me a favour and don't let anyone in for a while," Aarav requested, "I really need some time to myself."

Dr. Varun nodded and left Aarav alone in his room for a while. The pain and the emotional trauma wouldn't let him rest. Aarav kept wondering who would it be who wanted to cripple him like that.

That note

I have to thank you for the life I've lived. I owe you a debt. I'm sending you a little gift to return the favor.

It kept haunting his thoughts. And then a nurse carried a bouquet into his room. There was a card stuck in the flowers. That read -

Aarav,

You are going to be fine. You may feel a little bad now, but you'll get used to it. Maybe even learn to like it someday.

Love

Naina

That card answered all his doubts. A memory struck him like lighting. A 13 year old memory. Tears of regret flooded his eyes. It was a dark secret of his past he hadn't shared with anyone in his family. He looked at he broken hands once again. Once the hands of an excellent surgeon were now mere stumps. He knew he couldn't survive like this, a cripple and a burden on his family.

His entire life was crumbling down before his eyes. He walked to the window of the room and observed that he was on the tenth floor. The sun had set and the city gleamed beneath like a jewel. The city where he grew up and lived his dreams, that gave him all the joys of life, and so much freedom that for one brief moment, he didn't care about the feeling of someone less fortunate. He pushed open the window and looked down one last time. There was nothing left to hold him back. He jumped and hit the ground in a few seconds. His death was swift, but it was quite some time before they collected all the pieces of his broken body.

Meera smiled as she heard the news of Aarav's death being aired on the radio as she was driving to Neil's house.

***********

Neil's house felt so empty without Aditi and the kids. It had been only 2 days since they left but the emptiness was burning a hole in Neil's heart. Memories of his wife smile, hugs and kisses, his children's laughter brought tears to his eyes.

He was desperate to make things alright between them, desperate to bring his family back. But Aditi would neither answer nor return his calls. Neil sat down on the couch with his head between his hands not knowing what to do.

Suddenly he heard the doorbell. He rushed to the door hoping to find Aditi, hoping that she had changed her mind and decided to forgive him. He was shocked to find Meera standing at the door.

She smiled confidently pushed him aside and walked into his house.

"You bloody whore," Neil growled, "Get the fuck out of my house!"

Meera only smiled back at him and sat down on the couch. "How does it feel Neil?" she asked him with a broad grin, "..to lose everything you love."

"So this was your plan," Neil said, "You sent that other whore to get than video from Reyansh's laptop...why am I not surprised?"

Meera just kept smiling at his defeat. Her smile made his blood boil.

"Who do you think you are?" he shouted at her, "A bloody whore, worthless piece of flesh nothing else!"

Meera burst out laughing, "Calling me names doesn't change the fact that your life is fucked and there is nothing you can do about it."

Her laughter pierced his ears like poisoned darts.

He grabbed her hair. Meera began to struggle in his grip. "You think you are clever, don't you? You think you'll mess with my life and there is nothing I would really do about it?"

"Neil, let me go," Meera warned, "You won't like where this goes."

Neil chuckled, "Look at yourself, how pathetic you sound threatening me when you can't even break free from my grip. You think you know pain, you know what cunt, when I am done with you today, you won't even recognize yourself."

Meera struggled with all her strength. A portion of her top got ripped off exposing her cleavage. Her skin burned in humiliation. Neil smiled briefly at her condition roughly pushed her on the floor roughly.

"I'll show you what it means you have your life fucked!" Neil spoke vengefully and he grabbed a leather belt and began raining blows on Meera. She screamed in pain.

"That's right bitch! Scream all you can!" Neil said.

"NEIL!" Aditi screamed as she entered the room, "Stop, for God's sake!"

She rushed to Meera who was almost losing consciousness. Aditi helped her to her feet, made her sit down on the couch and offered her a glass of water.

Neil stood shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

"What are you doing here Aditi?" he gasped, not expecting her sudden return.

"What kind of a ridiculous question is that?" she yelled, "This is my house as much as yours. Meera called me for help and I'm so glad I could reach in time."

Aditi comforted Meera as she was still trembling and recovering from pain. "Thank you for saving me," Meera said as she tearfully hugged Aditi, "He would have killed me if you hadn't saved me."

"I can't believe I saw what I saw Neil," Aditi said, "You tried to rape her?"

"Rape this piece of shit? She is the one who sells her cunt for money!" Neil defended, "Yes Aditi, she is a whore and the whole time has been plotting to rip us apart."

Aditi looked at Neil in disbelief, "What has happened to you Neil? Do you even hear yourself? She was the one being beaten here. Just look at her! Do you think calling her a whore makes everything alright? She is in so much pain, can't you see that?"

Meera curled up into a ball. She was still sobbing and trembling.

"He's hurt you before too, hasn't he Meera?" Aditi asked firmly, "Tell me the truth."

Meera gave her a sad look but didn't say anything as she wept silently.

"I need to know Meera," Aditi insisted gentle shaking her.

"I am so sorry Aditi," Meera said hugging her tightly as she sobbed, "I didn't tell you earlier because I didn't want to hurt you...I didn't want your family to fall apart."

"Since when is he been doing this to you?" Aditi asked firmly.

Meera hesitated for a while and said, "He raped me and made a video and threatened he would spread it if I told anyone or tried to move away. He told me he'd hurt me more if I didn't do as her says."

Neil could barely contain his anger. "You lying bitch! You threw yourself and your stinking cunt over me! I fucked your worthless holes because you begged me to!" he said as he kicked the helpless girl.

"You did what!?" Aditi shouted in shock and surprise.

Neil suddenly realized that he unwittingly confessed to his infidelity.

"Show me your phone," Aditi demanded.

"What? Why...?" Neil hesitated.

"You said she is lying...prove it, prove her wrong, show me your phone," Aditi demanded.

Neil unlocked his phone and handed it over to Aditi. He knew that the only video he had recorded was Meera consenting to be beaten.

Aditi played the video on his phone. To his shock and surprise, that video of Meera's consent was replaced by another video. It was a footage from a camera hidden in Meera's bedroom. It was cleverly edited and there was no audio. It looked as if Neil had been brutally fucking Meera. Neil suddenly realized that Meera made the switch when she borrowed his phone under the pretext of making a phone call right after he had sex with her. He remembered that she had moved to another room to 'speak to her therapist' and returned a few minutes later. And Neil had been so over-confident about Meera's submission to check the video again.

Aditi looked at Neil with such hate and disgust he had never seen in her eyes before. He looked in rage at Meera who gave him a quick coy smile before she buried her head back into her arms and continued sobbing like a victim.

"I've changed, he says," Aditi said bitterly. She was feeling deeply hurt as she spoke in a low voice, "There's nothing left to talk about now." I'll send you the divorce papers. Just leave now. Please"

Neil felt utterly helpless and angry at himself that he couldn't see through Meera's plan. All he knew that Meera put him into a checkmate position and there was no escape. He left the two women and walked out of his house, a plethora of emotions clouding his mind.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize he was being followed. As he turned onto a deserted street, he was hit hard on the head. He lost consciousness.

 

[lone_hunterr]

When he reached Pankhudi's place, he found the door ajar. He got a little suspicious, but was wondering if Pankh had planned some surprise for him.

He looked for her in the living room, called out her name but there was no response. He glanced quickly in the kitchen and when he found no fresh food cooked, he was alerted.

He cautiously entered the bedroom and found a man holding a knife to her throat. And before he could realize, he felt a sharp pain in the left side of his neck. He turned around to find Meera standing there smiling at him. She held an empty syringe in her left hand, the contents of which she had already injected in Armaan's body.

"What the fuck?" Armaan scream in pain, "What the hell are you doing here? What is going on here?"

Armaan felt the toxin work. He felt weak, his muscles losing tone slowly, he fell to his knees.

Meera walked around him smiling at his condition, watching him writhe helplessly in pain and his movements cease as the neurotoxin paralysed his muscles deeper with every passing minute.

"Who are you?" Armaan asked.

"I'm surprised you remember so little...but I was so little when we first met," Meera said stroking his hair fondly.

Armaan could barely respond. With the toxin paralyzing his muscles, he fell to the floor. His breathing became laboured as he struggled to breathe as his respiratory muscles were losing tone.

"That's a neurotoxin I just injected in you. It is going to paralyze your muscles for a while so that you can enjoy the show. You won't be able to move around much but you'll be fully conscious. You'll feel, hear and remember everything that happened here. That's the fun part."

"Please don't hurt Pankhudi," he gasped with all the voice he had left.

"I'm afraid that's exactly what we are going to do," Meera chuckled and signalled the man. Two other men entered the room.

One of them cuffed his hands and feet together so he was forced into a kneeling position. Meera sat down on a chair next to him and grabbed his hair to remind him that she was in control.

The three men then walked towards Pankhudi.

"No please no," Armaan begged as he realized what they were about to do.

The man holding the knife began to tear of Pankhudi's clothes. She screamed and tried to resist but the men holding her were too strong.

"Why are you doing this to me Meera? I thought we were friends. I trusted you." Pankhudi pleaded.

"That was the whole point," Meera shrugged and spoke as she gently patted Pankhudi's cheek, "To get you to trust me, so I can do this to both of you. Armaan was too smart and alert for me to approach him directly, but you, my sweetheart are so gullible. Besides, I couldn't get to him in his house, it was hard to get past all those fancy security systems he's got installed, so your house was just perfect."

"But why? I have never hurt you...I've been good to you, I've helped you," Pankhudi pleaded, "Don't you have a heart at all?"

"I did have a heart once, until he tore it out of me," she said glaring at Armaan,

"Pankhudi, you don't deserve any of this, but you are all he cares about and some men don't learn till it happens to the people they care about."

The men continued tearing away her clothes relentlessly. Soon she was completely naked.

"Listen, Meera, Natasha, whatever the fuck your name is..." Armaan growled, "Stop it this instant or..."

"Or what?" Meera laughed, "You wanna do something about it?"

Armaan struggled wildly with his restraints. But he was too weak. Meera laughed at his hopeless struggle. He could barely watch. He closed his eyes out of helplessness.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain on his neck. Meera had poked a knife into his neck and drew out blood. "Next time you close your eyes, I will cut her. One cut for each time you close your eyes. Do you really want to make this more painful for her?" she warned.

The goons pushed the helpless naked woman on the floor a few feet away from Armaan. He felt his blood boil, but he couldn't even move.

"So nice of them to arrange such a close-up view, no?" She teased Armaan grabbing his hair and forcing him to watch the rape of the woman he loved.

"Please," he begged, "Whatever grudge it is that you have against me, take it out on me, do whatever you want to me, but please let her go...she is innocent."

"Innocent, is she?" Meera spoke calmly, "Well, there many who prey on the innocent, I am sure, you, among all people, would agree."

Meera smiled as one of the goons spread her legs and mounted her. Pankhudi cried, begged and screamed but the man showed no mercy.

"You son of a bitch," Armaan shouted at the man who was about the rape her. "If you touch her, I'm gonna cut you into a thousand pieces."

"Tsk-tsk," Meera shook her head in disappointment. She started stroking Armaan's head gently, teasing him and said, "You need to be alive in order to do that. You know, the good man here can slit your throat this instant and fuck her anyway. There's no need to be rude. I am keeping you alive for a reason. Respect that."

The man started gnawing at her helpless naked body. She tried resisting him with all her strength but he rammed his cock inside her. She screamed hysterically, but the filthy looking goon forced a kiss in her as he continued fucking her unwilling pussy.

Armaan's eyes were tearful. He struggled with all his strength against his restraints but was helpless.

"Stop it please," he begged over and over again. "Take whatever you want, do whatever you want to me."

"Really?" Meera asked with a devilish smile.

"Just let her go...she been through so much already, she is really a...sweet girl..." he pleaded.

"I know she is..." Meera said smiling devilishly, "That's what makes this all the more fun!"

Pankhudi fought will all her strength, and screamed all she could.

"Please...this is not right!" Armaan shouted, "Please don't punish her for my deeds."

"You really want to talk to me about what is right?" Meera said looking at him with burning hatred in her eyes.

The man raping Pankhudi grunted obscenely as her came in her pussy. Meera smiled at her accomplishment. "There, look," she said grabbing a chunk of Armaan's hair, "Your precious Pankhudi defiled by a filthy thug right in front of your eyes."

Armaan couldn't bear to watch anymore, he closed his eyes. And suddenly he heard Pankhudi scream loudly. Meera had made a deep cut in her skin. "What did I tell you about closing your eyes?" she said looking straight at Armaan.

"No, please don't hurt her," he said.

"I won't," she replied, "All you have to do is keep your eyes open and enjoy the show."

Armaan could no longer hold back his tears. Meera made him look at her defiled pussy with another man's cum flowing out of it. His heart shattered to see the woman he loved the most in such a condition.

Another man mounted her next and he was forced to watch again.

The ordeal went on for quite some time, the three goons taking turns to rape her over and over again. Meera had a look of pleasure and satisfaction as she watched the couple suffer.

"Who are you?" Armaan asked in a defeated tone, "And why are you doing this to us?"

"Now that's an interesting question" Meera replied, "I am a...you could say, cockroach. I was born in a stinky dump and lived an equally stinky life. And then there came this angel, who thought I deserved better, who thought I deserved love and she gave it to me. And she gave me hope that perhaps my life would not be so shitty after all. I loved her, more than anyone else, just like you love your precious Pankhudi. You never realize how much it hurts until it happens to you right? Then this cockroach comes looking for her sunshine, and guess what, you decide that I am a problem and you flush me down into a gutter hoping you'd never see me again. But you know what cockroaches can survive the darkest, filthiest places. Not sure if this flower of yours can."

She signalled the men and they dragged up to her feet. She was barely conscious.

"NO! STOP!" Armaan screamed, "Where are you taking her?"

"To a bad place," Meera laughed.

"Please don't," he begged with tears in his eyes, "I'll give you all I have. All my money...everything, but please let her go."

"That's cute," she said playfully patting his cheek, "But, no thanks. What I really want is to watch you suffer. You get to keep your money and resources. You'll need it anyway to find her. And you know what, you will indeed find her someday, but all the things that would have happened to her by then, the countless number of filthy men who would have used her by then, or maybe you'll find her humping cocks with a cute baby bump, maybe she would have given birth to a couple of bastards till then ...wow, the possibilities are endless!" She grinned leaving the rest to the worst of his imagination.

The men injected something into Pankhudi's body and she collapsed. Armaan looked at the beautiful woman he loved now lying, naked, defiled unconscious on the floor. The men put her inside a crate like a lifeless object and carried her away.

"NO,NO,NO!" Armaan shouted. He could barely contain his anger and grief. But he was bound helplessly and his heart was shattered.

"Next time," Meera said pressing a knife to his cheek and grabbing his hair, "Next time you decide to watch a girl get raped and do nothing to help her, remember this day." She made a deep cut across his cheek.

"One thing I promise you bitch, I won't die till I ruin your life properly," he spoke vengefully in a low bitter tone.

Meera laughed and shrugged, "You already did that 13 years ago," she said with a smile and ran her fingers through his hair and continued, "Besides, you are only alive because I decided to keep you alive. I want your suffering to last as long as possible."

"I'm borrowing your phone," Meera said as she picked up Armaan's phone and continued "I don't want you alerting your friends prematurely. The neurotoxin will wear off in a while and you'll regain strength but you better find a way to get out of those cuffs alive or you will die of starvation in this very room.

Armaan was still and quiet, his face clearly showing the intensity of the pain he was feeling.

She looked at him one last time, beaming at her accomplishment as she bent over and whispered in his ear, "You should have killed me when you had the chance."

She walked out of the room laughing leaving a broken Armaan to struggle helplessly with his restraints.

*********

Meera got into her car and drove to Marine drive. She sat by the sea feeling the cool breeze on her face, soothing her burning heart. The cool sea breeze gently caressed her hair. It was dark, and few stars were shining in the sky. She turned her gaze upwards, closed her eyes and smiled.

Aarav returned home after the surgeries. He saw missed calls from Armaan and his text. He called back. Meera had Armaan's phone with her. She smiled seeing the caller's name but didn't answer.

She dialled a number and said, "It is time to send the flowers"

She disconnected the phone and laughed. She laughed louder and louder, almost hysterically as she threw Armaan's phone into the sea and watched it drown to the bottom of the deep sea.

Aarav heard his doorbell. There was a delivery boy standing with a parcel for him. Aarav received a parcel. It did not contain the details of the sender. He opened it out of curiosity. There was a note and another box inside it.

Dear Dr. Aarav,

I have to thank you for the life I've lived. I owe you a debt. I'm sending you a little gift to return the favor.

A friend

Aarav smiled reading the note. He often received anonymous gifts from the patients he had treated. He was a good surgeon and had saved many lives. He decided to open the parcel. He was surprised to find a strange box inside it. He picked it up to inspect it. And the moment he opened the box and there was an explosion. A loud explosion.

Aarav fell to the floor screaming. His family rushed to his side. He fell to the floor unconscious.

When he woke up, he was in a hospital. His family was by his side. When he looked at the bandages on his hands, he screamed uncontrollably. He had lost both his hands.

His colleague, Dr. Varun came in trying to calm him down. He injected a sedative into his veins.

"I need to have a word with him alone," Dr. Varun requested Aarav's family.

"I understand how you are feeling Aarav," Varun said.

"NO!" Aarav screamed, "You don't understand! You will never understand! I lost EVERYTHING! Can't you see? I can never hold a scalpel again, I can never perform a surgery again. My whole career as a surgeon is over...I am worse than a beggar now!" Aarav couldn't hold back his tears.

Varun was quiet for some time. "I am really sorry," he said after a while, "But this certainly wasn't an accident. The explosives were strong enough to mutilate you, but not to kill you. Whoever did this, pretty much intended it. The police might want to know if you suspect somebody."

"Please do me a favour and don't let anyone in for a while," Aarav requested, "I really need some time to myself."

Dr. Varun nodded and left Aarav alone in his room for a while. The pain and the emotional trauma wouldn't let him rest. Aarav kept wondering who would it be who wanted to cripple him like that.

That note

I have to thank you for the life I've lived. I owe you a debt. I'm sending you a little gift to return the favor.

It kept haunting his thoughts. And then a nurse carried a bouquet into his room. There was a card stuck in the flowers. That read -

Aarav,

You are going to be fine. You may feel a little bad now, but you'll get used to it. Maybe even learn to like it someday.

Love

Naina

That card answered all his doubts. A memory struck him like lighting. A 13 year old memory. Tears of regret flooded his eyes. It was a dark secret of his past he hadn't shared with anyone in his family. He looked at he broken hands once again. Once the hands of an excellent surgeon were now mere stumps. He knew he couldn't survive like this, a cripple and a burden on his family.

His entire life was crumbling down before his eyes. He walked to the window of the room and observed that he was on the tenth floor. The sun had set and the city gleamed beneath like a jewel. The city where he grew up and lived his dreams, that gave him all the joys of life, and so much freedom that for one brief moment, he didn't care about the feeling of someone less fortunate. He pushed open the window and looked down one last time. There was nothing left to hold him back. He jumped and hit the ground in a few seconds. His death was swift, but it was quite some time before they collected all the pieces of his broken body.

Meera smiled as she heard the news of Aarav's death being aired on the radio as she was driving to Neil's house.

***********

Neil's house felt so empty without Aditi and the kids. It had been only 2 days since they left but the emptiness was burning a hole in Neil's heart. Memories of his wife smile, hugs and kisses, his children's laughter brought tears to his eyes.

He was desperate to make things alright between them, desperate to bring his family back. But Aditi would neither answer nor return his calls. Neil sat down on the couch with his head between his hands not knowing what to do.

Suddenly he heard the doorbell. He rushed to the door hoping to find Aditi, hoping that she had changed her mind and decided to forgive him. He was shocked to find Meera standing at the door.

She smiled confidently pushed him aside and walked into his house.

"You bloody whore," Neil growled, "Get the fuck out of my house!"

Meera only smiled back at him and sat down on the couch. "How does it feel Neil?" she asked him with a broad grin, "..to lose everything you love."

"So this was your plan," Neil said, "You sent that other whore to get than video from Reyansh's laptop...why am I not surprised?"

Meera just kept smiling at his defeat. Her smile made his blood boil.

"Who do you think you are?" he shouted at her, "A bloody whore, worthless piece of flesh nothing else!"

Meera burst out laughing, "Calling me names doesn't change the fact that your life is fucked and there is nothing you can do about it."

Her laughter pierced his ears like poisoned darts.

He grabbed her hair. Meera began to struggle in his grip. "You think you are clever, don't you? You think you'll mess with my life and there is nothing I would really do about it?"

"Neil, let me go," Meera warned, "You won't like where this goes."

Neil chuckled, "Look at yourself, how pathetic you sound threatening me when you can't even break free from my grip. You think you know pain, you know what cunt, when I am done with you today, you won't even recognize yourself."

Meera struggled with all her strength. A portion of her top got ripped off exposing her cleavage. Her skin burned in humiliation. Neil smiled briefly at her condition roughly pushed her on the floor roughly.

"I'll show you what it means you have your life fucked!" Neil spoke vengefully and he grabbed a leather belt and began raining blows on Meera. She screamed in pain.

"That's right bitch! Scream all you can!" Neil said.

"NEIL!" Aditi screamed as she entered the room, "Stop, for God's sake!"

She rushed to Meera who was almost losing consciousness. Aditi helped her to her feet, made her sit down on the couch and offered her a glass of water.

Neil stood shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

"What are you doing here Aditi?" he gasped, not expecting her sudden return.

"What kind of a ridiculous question is that?" she yelled, "This is my house as much as yours. Meera called me for help and I'm so glad I could reach in time."

Aditi comforted Meera as she was still trembling and recovering from pain. "Thank you for saving me," Meera said as she tearfully hugged Aditi, "He would have killed me if you hadn't saved me."

"I can't believe I saw what I saw Neil," Aditi said, "You tried to rape her?"

"Rape this piece of shit? She is the one who sells her cunt for money!" Neil defended, "Yes Aditi, she is a whore and the whole time has been plotting to rip us apart."

Aditi looked at Neil in disbelief, "What has happened to you Neil? Do you even hear yourself? She was the one being beaten here. Just look at her! Do you think calling her a whore makes everything alright? She is in so much pain, can't you see that?"

Meera curled up into a ball. She was still sobbing and trembling.

"He's hurt you before too, hasn't he Meera?" Aditi asked firmly, "Tell me the truth."

Meera gave her a sad look but didn't say anything as she wept silently.

"I need to know Meera," Aditi insisted gentle shaking her.

"I am so sorry Aditi," Meera said hugging her tightly as she sobbed, "I didn't tell you earlier because I didn't want to hurt you...I didn't want your family to fall apart."

"Since when is he been doing this to you?" Aditi asked firmly.

Meera hesitated for a while and said, "He raped me and made a video and threatened he would spread it if I told anyone or tried to move away. He told me he'd hurt me more if I didn't do as her says."

Neil could barely contain his anger. "You lying bitch! You threw yourself and your stinking cunt over me! I fucked your worthless holes because you begged me to!" he said as he kicked the helpless girl.

"You did what!?" Aditi shouted in shock and surprise.

Neil suddenly realized that he unwittingly confessed to his infidelity.

"Show me your phone," Aditi demanded.

"What? Why...?" Neil hesitated.

"You said she is lying...prove it, prove her wrong, show me your phone," Aditi demanded.

Neil unlocked his phone and handed it over to Aditi. He knew that the only video he had recorded was Meera consenting to be beaten.

Aditi played the video on his phone. To his shock and surprise, that video of Meera's consent was replaced by another video. It was a footage from a camera hidden in Meera's bedroom. It was cleverly edited and there was no audio. It looked as if Neil had been brutally fucking Meera. Neil suddenly realized that Meera made the switch when she borrowed his phone under the pretext of making a phone call right after he had sex with her. He remembered that he had moved to another room to 'speak to her therapist' and returned a few minutes later. And Neil had been so over-confident about Meera's submission to check the video again.

Aditi looked at Neil with such hate and disgust he had never seen in her eyes before. He looked in rage at Meera who gave him a quick coy smile before she buried her head back into her arms and continued sobbing like a victim.

"I've changed, he says," Aditi said bitterly. She was feeling deeply hurt as she spoke in a low voice, "There's nothing left to talk about now." I'll send you the divorce papers. Just leave now. Please"

Neil felt utterly helpless and angry at himself that he couldn't see through Meera's plan. All he knew that Meera put him into a checkmate position and there was no escape. He left the two women and walked out of his house, a plethora of emotions clouding his mind.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize he was being followed. As he turned onto a deserted street, he was hit hard on the head. He lost consciousness.

 

[lone_hunterr]

You know what, on a second thought, I'll post it as a thread

Erotica - Dark Seduction (Completed)

Will post one update everyday

Well that make situation even better

 

[lone_hunterr]

When he reached Pankhudi's place, he found the door ajar. He got a little suspicious, but was wondering if Pankh had planned some surprise for him.

He looked for her in the living room, called out her name but there was no response. He glanced quickly in the kitchen and when he found no fresh food cooked, he was alerted.

He cautiously entered the bedroom and found a man holding a knife to her throat. And before he could realize, he felt a sharp pain in the left side of his neck. He turned around to find Meera standing there smiling at him. She held an empty syringe in her left hand, the contents of which she had already injected in Armaan's body.

"What the fuck?" Armaan scream in pain, "What the hell are you doing here? What is going on here?"

Armaan felt the toxin work. He felt weak, his muscles losing tone slowly, he fell to his knees.

Meera walked around him smiling at his condition, watching him writhe helplessly in pain and his movements cease as the neurotoxin paralysed his muscles deeper with every passing minute.

"Who are you?" Armaan asked.

"I'm surprised you remember so little...but I was so little when we first met," Meera said stroking his hair fondly.

Armaan could barely respond. With the toxin paralyzing his muscles, he fell to the floor. His breathing became laboured as he struggled to breathe as his respiratory muscles were losing tone.

"That's a neurotoxin I just injected in you. It is going to paralyze your muscles for a while so that you can enjoy the show. You won't be able to move around much but you'll be fully conscious. You'll feel, hear and remember everything that happened here. That's the fun part."

"Please don't hurt Pankhudi," he gasped with all the voice he had left.

"I'm afraid that's exactly what we are going to do," Meera chuckled and signalled the man. Two other men entered the room.

One of them cuffed his hands and feet together so he was forced into a kneeling position. Meera sat down on a chair next to him and grabbed his hair to remind him that she was in control.

The three men then walked towards Pankhudi.

"No please no," Armaan begged as he realized what they were about to do.

The man holding the knife began to tear of Pankhudi's clothes. She screamed and tried to resist but the men holding her were too strong.

"Why are you doing this to me Meera? I thought we were friends. I trusted you." Pankhudi pleaded.

"That was the whole point," Meera shrugged and spoke as she gently patted Pankhudi's cheek, "To get you to trust me, so I can do this to both of you. Armaan was too smart and alert for me to approach him directly, but you, my sweetheart are so gullible. Besides, I couldn't get to him in his house, it was hard to get past all those fancy security systems he's got installed, so your house was just perfect."

"But why? I have never hurt you...I've been good to you, I've helped you," Pankhudi pleaded, "Don't you have a heart at all?"

"I did have a heart once, until he tore it out of me," she said glaring at Armaan,

"Pankhudi, you don't deserve any of this, but you are all he cares about and some men don't learn till it happens to the people they care about."

The men continued tearing away her clothes relentlessly. Soon she was completely naked.

"Listen, Meera, Natasha, whatever the fuck your name is..." Armaan growled, "Stop it this instant or..."

"Or what?" Meera laughed, "You wanna do something about it?"

Armaan struggled wildly with his restraints. But he was too weak. Meera laughed at his hopeless struggle. He could barely watch. He closed his eyes out of helplessness.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain on his neck. Meera had poked a knife into his neck and drew out blood. "Next time you close your eyes, I will cut her. One cut for each time you close your eyes. Do you really want to make this more painful for her?" she warned.

The goons pushed the helpless naked woman on the floor a few feet away from Armaan. He felt his blood boil, but he couldn't even move.

"So nice of them to arrange such a close-up view, no?" She teased Armaan grabbing his hair and forcing him to watch the rape of the woman he loved.

"Please," he begged, "Whatever grudge it is that you have against me, take it out on me, do whatever you want to me, but please let her go...she is innocent."

"Innocent, is she?" Meera spoke calmly, "Well, there many who prey on the innocent, I am sure, you, among all people, would agree."

Meera smiled as one of the goons spread her legs and mounted her. Pankhudi cried, begged and screamed but the man showed no mercy.

"You son of a bitch," Armaan shouted at the man who was about the rape her. "If you touch her, I'm gonna cut you into a thousand pieces."

"Tsk-tsk," Meera shook her head in disappointment. She started stroking Armaan's head gently, teasing him and said, "You need to be alive in order to do that. You know, the good man here can slit your throat this instant and fuck her anyway. There's no need to be rude. I am keeping you alive for a reason. Respect that."

The man started gnawing at her helpless naked body. She tried resisting him with all her strength but he rammed his cock inside her. She screamed hysterically, but the filthy looking goon forced a kiss in her as he continued fucking her unwilling pussy.

Armaan's eyes were tearful. He struggled with all his strength against his restraints but was helpless.

"Stop it please," he begged over and over again. "Take whatever you want, do whatever you want to me."

"Really?" Meera asked with a devilish smile.

"Just let her go...she been through so much already, she is really a...sweet girl..." he pleaded.

"I know she is..." Meera said smiling devilishly, "That's what makes this all the more fun!"

Pankhudi fought will all her strength, and screamed all she could.

"Please...this is not right!" Armaan shouted, "Please don't punish her for my deeds."

"You really want to talk to me about what is right?" Meera said looking at him with burning hatred in her eyes.

The man raping Pankhudi grunted obscenely as her came in her pussy. Meera smiled at her accomplishment. "There, look," she said grabbing a chunk of Armaan's hair, "Your precious Pankhudi defiled by a filthy thug right in front of your eyes."

Armaan couldn't bear to watch anymore, he closed his eyes. And suddenly he heard Pankhudi scream loudly. Meera had made a deep cut in her skin. "What did I tell you about closing your eyes?" she said looking straight at Armaan.

"No, please don't hurt her," he said.

"I won't," she replied, "All you have to do is keep your eyes open and enjoy the show."

Armaan could no longer hold back his tears. Meera made him look at her defiled pussy with another man's cum flowing out of it. His heart shattered to see the woman he loved the most in such a condition.

Another man mounted her next and he was forced to watch again.

The ordeal went on for quite some time, the three goons taking turns to rape her over and over again. Meera had a look of pleasure and satisfaction as she watched the couple suffer.

"Who are you?" Armaan asked in a defeated tone, "And why are you doing this to us?"

"Now that's an interesting question" Meera replied, "I am a...you could say, cockroach. I was born in a stinky dump and lived an equally stinky life. And then there came this angel, who thought I deserved better, who thought I deserved love and she gave it to me. And she gave me hope that perhaps my life would not be so shitty after all. I loved her, more than anyone else, just like you love your precious Pankhudi. You never realize how much it hurts until it happens to you right? Then this cockroach comes looking for her sunshine, and guess what, you decide that I am a problem and you flush me down into a gutter hoping you'd never see me again. But you know what cockroaches can survive the darkest, filthiest places. Not sure if this flower of yours can."

She signalled the men and they dragged up to her feet. She was barely conscious.

"NO! STOP!" Armaan screamed, "Where are you taking her?"

"To a bad place," Meera laughed.

"Please don't," he begged with tears in his eyes, "I'll give you all I have. All my money...everything, but please let her go."

"That's cute," she said playfully patting his cheek, "But, no thanks. What I really want is to watch you suffer. You get to keep your money and resources. You'll need it anyway to find her. And you know what, you will indeed find her someday, but all the things that would have happened to her by then, the countless number of filthy men who would have used her by then, or maybe you'll find her humping cocks with a cute baby bump, maybe she would have given birth to a couple of bastards till then ...wow, the possibilities are endless!" She grinned leaving the rest to the worst of his imagination.

The men injected something into Pankhudi's body and she collapsed. Armaan looked at the beautiful woman he loved now lying, naked, defiled unconscious on the floor. The men put her inside a crate like a lifeless object and carried her away.

"NO,NO,NO!" Armaan shouted. He could barely contain his anger and grief. But he was bound helplessly and his heart was shattered.

"Next time," Meera said pressing a knife to his cheek and grabbing his hair, "Next time you decide to watch a girl get raped and do nothing to help her, remember this day." She made a deep cut across his cheek.

"One thing I promise you bitch, I won't die till I ruin your life properly," he spoke vengefully in a low bitter tone.

Meera laughed and shrugged, "You already did that 13 years ago," she said with a smile and ran her fingers through his hair and continued, "Besides, you are only alive because I decided to keep you alive. I want your suffering to last as long as possible."

"I'm borrowing your phone," Meera said as she picked up Armaan's phone and continued "I don't want you alerting your friends prematurely. The neurotoxin will wear off in a while and you'll regain strength but you better find a way to get out of those cuffs alive or you will die of starvation in this very room.

Armaan was still and quiet, his face clearly showing the intensity of the pain he was feeling.

She looked at him one last time, beaming at her accomplishment as she bent over and whispered in his ear, "You should have killed me when you had the chance."

She walked out of the room laughing leaving a broken Armaan to struggle helplessly with his restraints.

*********

Meera got into her car and drove to Marine drive. She sat by the sea feeling the cool breeze on her face, soothing her burning heart. The cool sea breeze gently caressed her hair. It was dark, and few stars were shining in the sky. She turned her gaze upwards, closed her eyes and smiled.

Aarav returned home after the surgeries. He saw missed calls from Armaan and his text. He called back. Meera had Armaan's phone with her. She smiled seeing the caller's name but didn't answer.

She dialled a number and said, "It is time to send the flowers"

She disconnected the phone and laughed. She laughed louder and louder, almost hysterically as she threw Armaan's phone into the sea and watched it drown to the bottom of the deep sea.

Aarav heard his doorbell. There was a delivery boy standing with a parcel for him. Aarav received a parcel. It did not contain the details of the sender. He opened it out of curiosity. There was a note and another box inside it.

Dear Dr. Aarav,

I have to thank you for the life I've lived. I owe you a debt. I'm sending you a little gift to return the favor.

A friend

Aarav smiled reading the note. He often received anonymous gifts from the patients he had treated. He was a good surgeon and had saved many lives. He decided to open the parcel. He was surprised to find a strange box inside it. He picked it up to inspect it. And the moment he opened the box and there was an explosion. A loud explosion.

Aarav fell to the floor screaming. His family rushed to his side. He fell to the floor unconscious.

When he woke up, he was in a hospital. His family was by his side. When he looked at the bandages on his hands, he screamed uncontrollably. He had lost both his hands.

His colleague, Dr. Varun came in trying to calm him down. He injected a sedative into his veins.

"I need to have a word with him alone," Dr. Varun requested Aarav's family.

"I understand how you are feeling Aarav," Varun said.

"NO!" Aarav screamed, "You don't understand! You will never understand! I lost EVERYTHING! Can't you see? I can never hold a scalpel again, I can never perform a surgery again. My whole career as a surgeon is over...I am worse than a beggar now!" Aarav couldn't hold back his tears.

Varun was quiet for some time. "I am really sorry," he said after a while, "But this certainly wasn't an accident. The explosives were strong enough to mutilate you, but not to kill you. Whoever did this, pretty much intended it. The police might want to know if you suspect somebody."

"Please do me a favour and don't let anyone in for a while," Aarav requested, "I really need some time to myself."

Dr. Varun nodded and left Aarav alone in his room for a while. The pain and the emotional trauma wouldn't let him rest. Aarav kept wondering who would it be who wanted to cripple him like that.

That note

I have to thank you for the life I've lived. I owe you a debt. I'm sending you a little gift to return the favor.

It kept haunting his thoughts. And then a nurse carried a bouquet into his room. There was a card stuck in the flowers. That read -

Aarav,

You are going to be fine. You may feel a little bad now, but you'll get used to it. Maybe even learn to like it someday.

Love

Naina

That card answered all his doubts. A memory struck him like lighting. A 13 year old memory. Tears of regret flooded his eyes. It was a dark secret of his past he hadn't shared with anyone in his family. He looked at he broken hands once again. Once the hands of an excellent surgeon were now mere stumps. He knew he couldn't survive like this, a cripple and a burden on his family.

His entire life was crumbling down before his eyes. He walked to the window of the room and observed that he was on the tenth floor. The sun had set and the city gleamed beneath like a jewel. The city where he grew up and lived his dreams, that gave him all the joys of life, and so much freedom that for one brief moment, he didn't care about the feeling of someone less fortunate. He pushed open the window and looked down one last time. There was nothing left to hold him back. He jumped and hit the ground in a few seconds. His death was swift, but it was quite some time before they collected all the pieces of his broken body.

Meera smiled as she heard the news of Aarav's death being aired on the radio as she was driving to Neil's house.

***********

Neil's house felt so empty without Aditi and the kids. It had been only 2 days since they left but the emptiness was burning a hole in Neil's heart. Memories of his wife smile, hugs and kisses, his children's laughter brought tears to his eyes.

He was desperate to make things alright between them, desperate to bring his family back. But Aditi would neither answer nor return his calls. Neil sat down on the couch with his head between his hands not knowing what to do.

Suddenly he heard the doorbell. He rushed to the door hoping to find Aditi, hoping that she had changed her mind and decided to forgive him. He was shocked to find Meera standing at the door.

She smiled confidently pushed him aside and walked into his house.

"You bloody whore," Neil growled, "Get the fuck out of my house!"

Meera only smiled back at him and sat down on the couch. "How does it feel Neil?" she asked him with a broad grin, "..to lose everything you love."

"So this was your plan," Neil said, "You sent that other whore to get than video from Reyansh's laptop...why am I not surprised?"

Meera just kept smiling at his defeat. Her smile made his blood boil.

"Who do you think you are?" he shouted at her, "A bloody whore, worthless piece of flesh nothing else!"

Meera burst out laughing, "Calling me names doesn't change the fact that your life is fucked and there is nothing you can do about it."

Her laughter pierced his ears like poisoned darts.

He grabbed her hair. Meera began to struggle in his grip. "You think you are clever, don't you? You think you'll mess with my life and there is nothing I would really do about it?"

"Neil, let me go," Meera warned, "You won't like where this goes."

Neil chuckled, "Look at yourself, how pathetic you sound threatening me when you can't even break free from my grip. You think you know pain, you know what cunt, when I am done with you today, you won't even recognize yourself."

Meera struggled with all her strength. A portion of her top got ripped off exposing her cleavage. Her skin burned in humiliation. Neil smiled briefly at her condition roughly pushed her on the floor roughly.

"I'll show you what it means you have your life fucked!" Neil spoke vengefully and he grabbed a leather belt and began raining blows on Meera. She screamed in pain.

"That's right bitch! Scream all you can!" Neil said.

"NEIL!" Aditi screamed as she entered the room, "Stop, for God's sake!"

She rushed to Meera who was almost losing consciousness. Aditi helped her to her feet, made her sit down on the couch and offered her a glass of water.

Neil stood shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

"What are you doing here Aditi?" he gasped, not expecting her sudden return.

"What kind of a ridiculous question is that?" she yelled, "This is my house as much as yours. Meera called me for help and I'm so glad I could reach in time."

Aditi comforted Meera as she was still trembling and recovering from pain. "Thank you for saving me," Meera said as she tearfully hugged Aditi, "He would have killed me if you hadn't saved me."

"I can't believe I saw what I saw Neil," Aditi said, "You tried to rape her?"

"Rape this piece of shit? She is the one who sells her cunt for money!" Neil defended, "Yes Aditi, she is a whore and the whole time has been plotting to rip us apart."

Aditi looked at Neil in disbelief, "What has happened to you Neil? Do you even hear yourself? She was the one being beaten here. Just look at her! Do you think calling her a whore makes everything alright? She is in so much pain, can't you see that?"

Meera curled up into a ball. She was still sobbing and trembling.

"He's hurt you before too, hasn't he Meera?" Aditi asked firmly, "Tell me the truth."

Meera gave her a sad look but didn't say anything as she wept silently.

"I need to know Meera," Aditi insisted gentle shaking her.

"I am so sorry Aditi," Meera said hugging her tightly as she sobbed, "I didn't tell you earlier because I didn't want to hurt you...I didn't want your family to fall apart."

"Since when is he been doing this to you?" Aditi asked firmly.

Meera hesitated for a while and said, "He raped me and made a video and threatened he would spread it if I told anyone or tried to move away. He told me he'd hurt me more if I didn't do as her says."

Neil could barely contain his anger. "You lying bitch! You threw yourself and your stinking cunt over me! I fucked your worthless holes because you begged me to!" he said as he kicked the helpless girl.

"You did what!?" Aditi shouted in shock and surprise.

Neil suddenly realized that he unwittingly confessed to his infidelity.

"Show me your phone," Aditi demanded.

"What? Why...?" Neil hesitated.

"You said she is lying...prove it, prove her wrong, show me your phone," Aditi demanded.

Neil unlocked his phone and handed it over to Aditi. He knew that the only video he had recorded was Meera consenting to be beaten.

Aditi played the video on his phone. To his shock and surprise, that video of Meera's consent was replaced by another video. It was a footage from a camera hidden in Meera's bedroom. It was cleverly edited and there was no audio. It looked as if Neil had been brutally fucking Meera. Neil suddenly realized that Meera made the switch when she borrowed his phone under the pretext of making a phone call right after he had sex with her. He remembered that she had moved to another room to 'speak to her therapist' and returned a few minutes later. And Neil had been so over-confident about Meera's submission to check the video again.

Aditi looked at Neil with such hate and disgust he had never seen in her eyes before. He looked in rage at Meera who gave him a quick coy smile before she buried her head back into her arms and continued sobbing like a victim.

"I've changed, he says," Aditi said bitterly. She was feeling deeply hurt as she spoke in a low voice, "There's nothing left to talk about now." I'll send you the divorce papers. Just leave now. Please"

Neil felt utterly helpless and angry at himself that he couldn't see through Meera's plan. All he knew that Meera put him into a checkmate position and there was no escape. He left the two women and walked out of his house, a plethora of emotions clouding his mind.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize he was being followed. As he turned onto a deserted street, he was hit hard on the head. He lost consciousness.

She cut through each of their now settled life like a hot knife through butter. Every move of meera was well calculated and she is currently all over them always a step ahead form her 4 preys. She stalked and pounced on her prey with absolute perfection. Indeed a great story line with amazing narration skills

Something happened 13 years ago.... A rape of someone close to heart of Meera... Naina maybe but considering her age right now this could be considered as UA. So please avoid any controversy as I am awestruck by this story

Waiting to know what happens to Neil next

 

[Indian Princess]

She cut through each of their now settled life like a hot knife through butter. Every move of meera was well calculated and she is currently all over them always a step ahead form her 4 preys. She stalked and pounced on her prey with absolute perfection. Indeed a great story line with amazing narration skills

Something happened 13 years ago.... A rape of someone close to heart of Meera... Naina maybe but considering her age right now this could be considered as UA. So please avoid any controversy as I am awestruck by this story

Waiting to know what happens to Neil next

Your comments are very encouraging

Na, dont worry about U/A, all characters involved in sexual activity are above 18 years of age

Story ends in 2 updates.

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[Indian Princess]

Neil slowly regained consciousness. He realized that he had been locked inside an animal cage. He couldn't stand up straight. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he realized he was in the basement of a house. As he observed his surroundings even more closely, he realized his was on his own property. The basement of his villa where he sometime visited with his friends.

"Anyone there?" he shouted.

No response.

"Let me out of this fucking cage! Who are you and what the fuck do you want?"

Still no response.

"Meera you fucking cunt, I know you are behind this! Come out wherever you are hiding, you whore!"

Again, no response.

Neil shouted for hours never getting a response. He was getting thirsty and hungry, but no one ever answered his call.

He slowly began to lose his energy and strength. Hours passed by. He lost track of time. He had no idea how long he was locked up in that cage. He tried to break it open with all his strength but failed. The darkness of the place began to numb his mind. It was getting cold. He curled up on himself as it got colder and the pain of hunger got more intense with every passing hour. He was on the very of losing his sanity being locked up in a dark place with no human contact for unknown amount of time. He shouted and screamed over and over again. But there was no response. He began to think that he was perhaps left to die of starvation in that cage. The feeling of helplessness clouded his mind. He knew he'd do anything for food, water or just a human contact.

"Now you know what it is like to be cold, hungry and so afraid?" the voice said.

Neil instantly recognized the voice.

"Meera!" he looked at her in anger, "I knew it was you! You backstabbing bitch! Why..ahh"

He couldn't complete his sentence as a strong electric current hit him through the cage's metal bars. He was already very weak, hungry and thirsty.

"First of all, lets be polite," Meera spoke in a commanding voice, "I should be the one calling you names...but there isn't a word degrading enough for you."

Neil knew any more resistance and she could electrocute him further. "Who are you?" he asked softly.

Meera walked to his cage and knelt near him. She smiled to see his condition. She reached into the cage and stroked his hair. She smiled as he didn't resist.

"I'm almost tempted," she said, "To keep you as my pet, to break you...think of all the fun we could have, the humiliation, the punishments...but you are so rotten from the inside, the stink is almost unbearable."

"Why did you frame me Meera?" he asked, "I didn't rape you, you know I didn't. I didn't do anything that you didn't consent to..."

"No you didn't, because you are a good man now, at least that is who you pretend to be." she replied.

"Who are you?" he asked firmly, "I know you are not Meera Rathi. Who are you really and what do you want?"

"You kept her here," she said stroking the bars of the cage, "Do you remember this cage? She was pregnant with your child and you...punished her for it...you kept her here in this cage...naked...without food or water...like a fucking animal...for three days...till she agreed to swallow the abortion pill...Do you remember Neil?" she spoke in an eerily calm tone.

The memory hit Neil like lightning. His eyes shot open wide and suddenly everything began to make sense. Everything Meera did, her false allegation, and why she kept him locked up in that cage. He studied Meera's face carefully again and it suddenly struck him why she appeared familiar from the day he saw her first.

"You are that servant girl...Meenu," he said looking straight into her eyes.

"I'm surprised it took you so long to recognize," Meera said with a smile.

"Why are all men so rotten?" Meera continued, "My father always came home drunk and beat my mother, and I grew up watching her cry and scream helplessly. Perhaps its a horrible thing to say but I was glad he died. Mother found work as a maid in a family, that's when I met Naina di. She was the most beautiful soul in the world. Fate was cruel to both of us, the accident that killed her parents killed my mother too. But Naina di took care of me. Being a servant in Naina di's family, over time, I realized she was just as lonely as me. Having lost her parents at a young age, she depended on her uncle and his family for support. They never treated her well. She loved me, treated me like her younger sister. Naina di lovingly called me Meenu. Though the family abused both of us alike, at the end of the day we had each other. They never let me go to school, but Naina di taught me to read and write, she taught me so many good things. She loved me, she promised me she would do all she can to give me a good life."

"Those few years with Naina di, were the most beautiful of my life. We didn't have everything, but we had dreams of a beautiful future, and we were happy. Till you came into her life and burned all our hopes and dreams." Meera said glaring at Neil.

Neil closed his eyes in deep regret.

"Di never got the love she needed and deserved in her family, so she looked for love outside. When she found you, she was so happy...like I had never seen her so happy before. She told me often how much she loved you, and how much you care about her...I remember you even sent presents for me sometimes."

Meera wiped a single tear from the corner of her eye and continued, "and then you began to show your true colours...every time Naina di went to meet you, she'd return with bruises, cuts and burns! I knew she woke up often in the middle of the night and cried. It was only after I met you, I realized where those wounds came from. When you hurt me, I saw the truth behind Naina di pain. I could never make sense of how someone could take so much abuse and still love their partner. I couldn't love you, but she did. You put her through hell, but she never complained. She took it all silently because she loved you so much. She dreamed of a life together with you, until that day you broke her."

Meera could speak no more. Tears burned her cheeks as she choked in grief. She felt her soul bleed from the never healing wound that Neil had given her.

"I...I didn't..." Neil tried to defend hopelessly.

"SHUT UP!" Meera shouted, her eyes red with anger, "I've seen the videos Alisha stole from Reyansh's laptop. I have seen ALL THE VIDEOS! You recorded her suffering and treasured it like some trophy....how sick can someone be!"

Meera pressed a button on her remote and gave Neil a high voltage electric shock. He streamed and struggled against the metal bars. And then she zapped him again and again till her rage calmed down.

"You tortured her regularly...only because she had no one else to turn to...you thought you could do anything with her...and she would take it, and you know what? She did...she took all your sick cruelty silently because she loved you, and one day....you killed her...."

Meera broke into tears. A 13 year old memory flashed before Neil's eyes.

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It was 11th of July. Naina was so excited that Neil had invited her for a private party for his 25th birthday. She really loved Neil from the depth of her heart. She wore a beautiful red dress, the best of her humble collection. She decided to let her long black hair hang down her shoulders.

Naina knew that Neil loved plum cakes. She baked one freshly for him as a birthday present. Neil had sent a car that would escort Naina to his villa in the outskirts of the city.

Neil received her warmly. He was dressed in casuals, but he still looked devilishly handsome. He took her to the poolside where dinner and drinks were arranged. There were three other men there.

Neil introduced them as his closest friends, Aarav, Armaan and Reyansh. They were all very handsome and appeared to be from affluent families. They had a powerful but disturbing aura about them. Naina was nervous for a while but greeted them politely.

"Isn't she gorgeous?" Neil said to the men, embracing Naina from behind.

All three of them couldn't help but ogle her. She was actually an average looking girl, but there was something about the innocence on her face that made her extremely alluring. She was a 20 years old, tall girl with a dusky complexion, and beautiful womanly curves. The dress hugged her skin tightly highlighting her curves. Her long black hair swayed gracefully with the slightest of movements. They were mesmerized by her beauty.

Neil's villa was exquisite, the grandeur clearly reflecting his affluence. Naina grew restless every moment as she realized that she and the four men were the only people present there.

Neil cut the cake Naina had brought and shared it with everyone.

"This is really good," Reyansh said.

"Yup, the green raisins," Neil added, "I've always liked them more than the black."

"Only Neil could tell the difference," Armaan teased.

"Well I'd have liked it a little sweeter," Aarav said.

Neil pulled Naina onto this lap. She blushed. He offered her a piece of the cake and kissed her cheek as she took a bite. "My baby here, she is the sweetest thing in the world," he said.

"Well," Reyansh said with an irresistible charm, "May I have a dance with the sweet lady?"

Naina glanced at Neil who nodded in approval. Reyansh was tall, fair and the most handsome among the four men. He was also the youngest. Hailing from an affluent family, he was raised a spoiled child who wasn't used to hearing 'no' for anything. He had a wicked charm that made him almost irresistible for women. He was a sadist with gentle manners and he enjoyed mind-fucking with his victims with rapidly switching kindness and cruelty.

As Naina danced with him, she realized he is using every opportunity to touch her sexually. She showed a subtle resistance but he persisted.

"Please don't," she whispered softly in his ear.

"Don't what?" he asked her.

"Please don't touch me like that," she implored again.

"Why? Don't you like me?" he asked.

"I like you...I mean I like you as Neil's friend, but not in that way...please don't touch me like that," she spoke softly again.

"Who do you think you are?" Reyansh spoke softly but bitterly in her ear, "You are a filthy ugly low-class slut and you have the audacity to say no to me? Now watch what happens."

Reyansh suddenly grabbed her ass. Naina was so shocked that she pushed him away.

"What the hell?" Neil shouted at her.

"I'm sorry," Naina said and she knelt before him, "I didn't mean to push him away rudely like that. But he touched me and..."

"So?" Neil asked coldly

Naina was shocked at his response. "He touched me Neil, in the wrong way," she repeated.

"So fucking what?" Neil barked at her. "I want you to apologize to him, RIGHT NOW!"

Naina felt miserable like a deer in headlights.

She walked up to Reyansh and lowered her gaze as she said "I'm sorry."

"Are you now really?" Reyansh asked teasing her.

"I am really sorry," she repeated tearfully.

"How do I know you won't do it again?" he asked.

"I promise I won't," she said.

"I don't believe you," he said, playing a cruel game with her.

"I am really sorry I won't push you away again," she cried.

"Not even if I do this?" he said as he boldly groped her breasts from over her dress.

Naina flinched and cried but didn't dare to move or to stop him. Neil who was seated nearby smirked at her submission.

Reyansh played with her breasts for a long time, gently squeezing and teasing her nipples. His eyes twinkled with devilish pleasure as he enjoyed her helplessness.

She just kept her gaze lowered and wept silently.

He stopped after a while and put his arm around her shoulder and ushered her towards Aarav and said "We need to be sure that you have learnt your lesson and are going to be a good girl. Now go sit on his lap."

Naina look at Neil in disbelief. He quietly sipped his drink enjoying the scene. "Don't look at me, do as he says," he ordered.

She unwillingly sat on Aarav's lap. He relished her trembling weight on his lap. Aarav was a doctor. Neil had him treat her a couple of time previously when she got badly hurt during one of their sessions. Aarav got a chance to see her naked every time Neil got her for an examination, and he had desired her ever since. He kissed her neck and she flinched. Amazed at her reaction he continued nibbling her neck and put his hand inside her dress to feel the bare skin of her breasts. Unable to bear this Naina jerked his hand off and ran straight to Neil.

"What the..." Aarav hissed in disappointment.

"Why are you letting them touch me Neil?" Naina asked tearfully, "I love you, I did everything you ever asked...because I love you, I'll do anything for you, but not this...please no."

"I decide what happens to you Naina," he said with a practiced charm, "If you make them happy, I'll be happy...and if you behave, no one is going to hurt you..."

"I can't...I am sorry, but please no... I want to be only yours...I really love you..." she said hugging him tightly.

"..which is why you must do as I say. Baby don't create a scene now...you are disappointing me," he said firmly grabbing her chin.

She fell to his feet. She sobbed as she knelt before him, "Please Neil, you mean everything to me...please don't let anyone else touch me."

"I am not the only man who has ever touched you, am I? You have already been fucked by God knows how many men so drop the good girl act and don't make this any harder than it needs to be," Neil barked at her.

"Please Neil...I..." he didn't let her finish the sentence, he grabbed her hair and pulled up to her feet and slapped hard across her face. "I am so fed up of you, you worthless bitch! After all I did for you, look at those tantrums!" he pushed her hard onto the floor.

He raised his hand to slap her again but Armaan interrupted, "Neil, a word?" he said calmly.

All four men walked a few feet away from Naina, out of her hearing range. Naina simply sat trembling on the floor curled into a ball, looking from a distance at the men who were about to decide her fate.

"I don't think it is a good idea," Armaan said calmly, "She clearly doesn't consent. Besides, if I am judging her condition correctly, I really don't think she will be able to sustain this Neil, I'm afraid she'll break to a point of no return."

"As if I care," Neil shrugged, "I've been using her as a fuck meat, and she is nothing more than that for me."

"What would be the consequences if we - say - force her?" Aarav asked Neil calculating his options, "Would she report? Would anyone stand for her?"

Neil chuckled, "She is never going to talk. And no one ever comes looking for her. I confined her to my basement once for 3 days, and no one came looking. No phone calls either. Honestly her family doesn't care one bit about her, she doesn't have a family practically. Lost her parents when she was young, raised by her uncle and his family. Her uncle himself has abused her multiple times and there's nothing she could do about it. There's one servant girl this bitch is kinda close to, but I don't think she can do anything either. She's been letting me do anything to her...well, at least so far. In fact this undue resistance is kinda surprising...she's taken so much before without question."

"She is fighting for that one emotion she holds dear, can't you see it?" Armaan said firmly, "I would have wanted to fuck her brains out if she was an arrogant bitch, maybe teach her some manners. But this girl...seems to love you Neil. And if she's really been abused so much before...don't you think you should..." Armaan paused feeling a slight pinch in his heart.

"You saw how she pushed Rey?" Aarav argued, "And resisted me when I touched her? What is that if not arrogance?"

Armaan was taken aback for a moment, by the baseless argument. But composed himself and said, "Look guys, I'm not the one for melodrama, but I won't participate in doing permanent damage to her...doesn't feel right."

"You are overthinking Armaan," Neil said, "What's left to be damaged? She has been raped multiple times earlier...I've done hell lot of degrading things to her and she took it all without question...not that anything is happening for the first time."

"I agree with Neil," Reyansh said, "And I am surprised a few tears and sobs moved you Armaan. All these bitches cry, whats new?"

Armaan took a deep breath not knowing how to convince them. Finally he spoke, "I really don't know how to put this...but it doesn't feel right. Not sure how much it matters to you, but I don't think this will end well. Anyway, it's not my place to judge. Not that my hands are any clean, but I won't participate."

Armaan poured himself a drink and took a seat by the edge of the pool. He was the eldest in the group and also the wisest. He watched out for the others like his little brothers. He was quite cruel and sadistic himself but he was more careful than the others. One thing about him the other guys didn't know was that he had suffered abuse himself in the past. That's why he was the more compassionate one.

The other three men walked back to the helpless girl.

"Good for you, Armaan isn't interested," Neil said, "but Rey and Aarav are. So I want you to do as they ask."

"It is in your best interest to co-operate," Reyansh warned as he grabbed Naina by the hair as Aarav ran his hands all over her. Neil sat down comfortably enjoying his drink and watching her scream and struggle as his friends molested her. Naina fought with all her strength. She dug her fingernails into Aarav's neck and drew out blood.

"Bitch, I'll fuck you raw for this," he growled.

"This is too much work," Reyansh said observing the intensity of her struggle, "Sit down girl, we need to talk."

Reyansh pushed her onto a couch. Naina curled up into a ball. Her cheap makeup ran down her face with her tears and her face was a total mess by now.

He looked at Aarav and nodded. Aarav poured a drink and put a pill into it that dissolved in seconds. He offered the glass to Naina as said, "Here, drink this."

Naina looked at him and asked, "What is it?"

"Mercy," he replied, "This will make things a lot easier for you. And be thankful for Reyansh here who had requested this." He felt the drop of blood trickling down his neck and spoke in a bitter tone, "If it were up to me, I would have wanted you to be fully conscious and feel every bit of the pain of what we are about to do to you."

She looked at Neil pleadingly and said, "Please Neil, I beg you..."

Neil was now clearly annoyed. He walked over to her and grabbed her hair and dragged her over to the barbecue and forced her face near the flames. Naina screamed in fear and began to struggle violently. "If you take my name once again, I'll mess up your face and no man will give you a second look. NOT. ONE. WORD, get it?"

A shiver ran down her spine. She watched a few strands of her hair burn in the flames as Neil held her face nearly 3 inches away from the red hot grill. Her tears fell on the grill and boiled instantly. She stopped struggling as she knew what would happen if Neil pushed her head down a little more. Once Neil was convinced that he got the message across, he pushed her roughly towards Reyansh.

Naina was in shock and was still trembling in fear. Reyansh held her close trying to comfort her. Aarav placed the drink in her hand.

"You heard him, baby girl," he said moving one hand along her things and as he guided the glass to her lips with another hand, "This is not open to discussion. This is the only chance at mercy you get. If you don't drink Aarav could put a needle into your vein, or we'd just beat the resistance out of you and fuck you raw."

Naina didn't speak a word after that. Not after what Neil said. She quietly gulped down the drink. It began to act in a few minutes. Naina felt lightheaded and fell on her knees. She was conscious but the drug had numbed her mind and curbed her resistance.

Aarav lit a cigarette and smoked quietly as Reyansh went first. Reyansh was the gentler one. He boldly ran his hands all over her beautiful body.

Aarav began recording a video on his phone. "Do you mind Rey?" he checked with Reyansh for his consent.

"Oh, not at all!" Reyansh replied with a grin.

"Aww! Don't cry sweet girl," Reyansh said rubbing her chin teasingly, "Just don't resist us and we'll be really nice to you I promise. Now let's get that precious dress off, shall we?" Reyansh gently tugged at her dress. Naina complied and let him remove it. She knew if she resisted, they would just tear it off.

"Now that's like a good girl," and Reyansh boldly touched her now naked breasts. A tingle ran through her body as her teased her nipples.

"Now take off your panties" he ordered her. Naina was ashamed and tearful as she took off her last piece of clothing and got naked in front of the four men. Reyansh made her spread her legs such that he pussy was shamefully exposed. Then he started playing with her breasts again.

He took one nipple in his mouth and gently sucked on it. He teased her other nipple with his thumb. As much she hated his touch, the body surrendered to the sensations and a moan escaped her lips. He played with he ample breasts for as long as he fancied. No one was in a hurry. They had the whole night to themselves.

He started nibbling her body, leaving visible marks all over. Naina was in a trance like state, unable to fully comprehend what was happening. Perhaps it was the drug or the his sensual touches, but her body began to respond.

Reyansh gently parted her legs. He smiled to see her arousal. And with a sudden jerk, he rammed inside her. Her eyes shot open at the sudden invasion. Aarav smiled at her pitiful state and zoomed in the video to capture her expressions. It was an interesting mixture of pain, shame and arousal. "Now you know you place bitch," Reyansh whispered in her ear, "This is what you really are. Just a piece of flesh to be used any man that wants to fuck you. And your wet pussy doesn't exactly agree with the good girl act you put up a while ago."

Naina didn't respond. She felt his hard cock abusing her unwilling but wet pussy. Her breasts jiggled with every thrust. She closed her eyes and cried, but Reyansh forced her to look at him in the eye while he used her and said all sorts of degrading things.

After Reyansh was done fucking her, Aarav commanded her to kneel before him. She was still intoxicated and barely managed to keep her balance and knelt before him.

"I want you to suck my cock," he said waving his cigarette in her face, "Trust me you don't wanna find out what happens if I feel any teeth. And just so that you know, I'm not nice, like Rey."

Naina shuddered at the thought of being burned. With a trembling hand she grabbed his cock and began to suck. Aarav continued with the recording. Reyansh moved behind her and started groping her ass and playing with her pussy. His clever stimulation send waves of pleasure through her body adding to her humiliation. Aarav was amused to see her suck his cock, weep and fight her arousal at the same time.

"You sure you don't wanna have a piece of that ass?" he asked looking at Armaan, "Apparently the princess here has changed her mind."

"Yup, I second that," Reyansh said rubbing his glistening fingers coated with her juices on her nipples.

Armaan scoffed and lit a cigarette. He took a puff and said, "I'm good, thanks."

"Remember, no teeth or I'm just gonna have to pull them all out," Aarav reminded her again as he pinched her nostrils. The poor girl began to struggle to breathe but he held her head firmly in place. Finally, he let go of her and she fell gasping on the floor.

"On all fours," came the next order before she could even catch her breath but she did her best to obey. Aarav spit on her asshole and began to push in. Naina groaned in pain.

"Have you fucked her in the ass Neil," Aarav asked.

"I've lost count bro," Neil replied as he made himself another drink and enjoyed her predicament. Aarav was rough by nature; he slapped her body continuously as he continued to fuck her. Naina, although much subdued by the drug was still screaming in pain. The pain and humiliation they continuously inflicted on her was so tremendous. But she didn't speak anymore.

"Cheer up girl," Aarav said as he continued thrusting into her, "You are going to be fine. You may feel a little bad now, but you'll get used to it. Maybe even learn to like it someday."

"Look here baby and smile," Reyansh said teasing her as he now held the camera recording all details of her suffering. "I think you'll look much cuter with a cock in your mouth," he said as he forced her to take his erection in her mouth as he continued filming her. Naina had been reduced to a mere object. All she could do is weep silently.

After a while Reyansh pulled her into the pool. The cold water made her shiver, further abating her struggle.

"Careful boys" Neil warned, "She can't swim."

"Hmm..Interesting," Reyansh said as she trembled in his arms.

He moved slowly into deeper areas of the pool. Naina hugged him tightly as fear overwhelmed her. Her beautiful long hair floated on the water like a mermaid.

"Don't be afraid, you won't drown as long as you hold on to me," he said in a soft comforting voice as he began to feel her body under water. The warmth of his body was the only relief she had in the cold deep water. The fear of drowning made her hold onto him tighter. Her tortured mind felt a certain warmth in his gentle caresses and her body began to respond. He slipped a finger inside her inflamed pussy, but perhaps it was the cold water that she didn't feel any pain. He began to move his finger in and out with such a slow rhythm that sent waves of pleasure in her body.

"Please stop," she whispered in a trembling voice.

"You like it don't you?" he whispered in her ear nibbling it.

"Please I'm feeling very ashamed," she begged softly, and he kept on with his slow torture that was bringing her close to orgasm.

Naina felt completely helpless. She couldn't move away from him. She would drown if she let go of him. She had no choice but to tightly hold on to him while he forced pleasure on her body.

"Oh there's nothing to be ashamed of," he teased her, "You should be proud of being a submissive slut who enjoys being raped. Or should I even call it rape? I think that little act you put up in the beginning was just one of your slut tantrums."

Naina didn't respond. She just wept silently. Reyansh locked lips with her as he suddenly quickened the pace of his finger fucking. The sensations were too much for her. He forced her body to orgasm shamefully.

"Did you get that?" he asked smiling at Aarav who was recording the video.

"Oh yes," he replied with a grin, "Pretty much close up."

Both men laughed and the poor girl buried her face on Reyansh's shoulder out of unbearable shame.

"Enough of your romance, pretty boy," Aarav said as he handed over the phone to Neil to continue recording the video, and jumped into the pool. He grabbed her hair and pulled her roughly from his Reyansh's arms. He cruelly molested her by roughly grabbing her boobs and ass while the poor girl held onto him to stay afloat. He pushed his erect cock inside her pussy again and made her ride it as he pinched her nipples making her scream. He pressed her lower lip against her canine and drew out blood. "This what you get for being such a bitch," he said coldly.

"Shhh...its ok girl," Reyansh said as he moved closer to the weeping girl as Aarav was still fucking her. He fondled her hair trying to comfort her. He gently pulled her towards him, letting her rest her head on his shoulders. Her boobs continued to bounce under water as Aarav pounded her pussy.

"Take a deep breath and relax your body," he whispered in her ear sensually as she felt his erection pressing against her asshole. Naina panicked and began to struggle. She never had a double penetration before.

"The water here is deep," Reyansh warned her in an amazingly soft tone, "Be nice, baby girl, we don't want any 'accidents' to happen, do we?" He spoke sensually rubbed his body against her back.

She began to calm down by his gentle caresses. Rubbing his chest against her back, he started nibbling her ear romantically. She moaned. He smiled to see her respond. He took great pride in his talent of forcing pleasure on unwilling women, thus adding to their humiliation.

"Now be a good girl and wrap your legs around his waist and open up your ass for me," he said softly in her ear. She slowly obeyed him moving her legs underwater and wrapped them around Aarav's waist. Aarav was now able to pound deeper into her pussy. Slowly, inch by inch, Reyansh slid inside her and began to fuck her anally with slow sensual strokes. He began to tease her nipples driving her mad with sexual sensations. She was sandwiched between the two men, one fucking her brutally with fast strokes in her pussy and other one slow and sensual in her ass. The feelings got her so confused, her expressions rapidly switched between pleasure, pain and humiliation. Neil was recording it all on the phone and enjoying the girl's plight.

"Rey, you are a devil," Aarav said as he watched the poor girl get mind fucked by their hot and cold treatment. Reyansh laughed.

Neil and Armaan watched them rape her over and over again as they quietly sipped their drinks. It was past midnight, but Reyansh and Aarav had such a devilish motivation, they just didn't seem to get tired of torturing the helpless girl.

Aarav suddenly got this wild idea as the girl still weakly clung onto him.

"Since you seem to really like fingering..." he said he inserted a finger in her pussy and began to move it in an out slowly. Naina unwillingly began to moan. And soon another finger joined the first one, and then another. Naina's moans turned to screams as Aarav inserted all five fingers into her pussy stretching it obscenely. She screamed and begged, but that only encouraged him further. He kept pushing till she felt his knuckles invade her pussy. The pain was unbearable. She felt like she was about to be torn apart. She screamed uncontrollably.

Reyansh realized what Aarav was doing and he got slightly worried. "Yo, that's twisted doc," he said in a worried tone.

"Not twisted enough," Aarav said forcing her entire fist into the poor girl as she screamed louder and louder and struggled violently.

"Is the screaming bothering you Rey? Lemme fix that," he said looking at Reyansh, as he pushed her head underwater. Naina frantically splashed the water as she struggled for her life. Reyansh was taken aback and stopped the recording the video on his phone.

"Easy bro," he spoke in a worried tone.

Neil and Armaan were too were alarmed.

"Stop them before it is too late," Armaan said as he gave Neil a stern look.

Neil was starting to get worried by now. Aarav was getting out of control, he could possibly kill her.

"Stop it Aarav, what are you doing?" he asked sternly.

"Just giving her a nice underwater fisting," Aarav replied casually.

"OK, enough," Neil said as he entered the pool and pulled Naina away from the two men."

She was gasping and trembling in Neil's arms. Her eyes were red and full of fear and pain. She held onto Neil so tightly, she almost dug her fingernails into his back.

"Woah, easy girl," Neil said as he felt her nails.

"Help...me...Neil," she spoke in a breaking voice, "Please...make...it...stop."

And slowly he felt her tight grip loosen and she collapsed limp in his arms while they were still in the pool. Neil held her tightly and supported her body to keep her head above the water. Neil was suddenly very worried.

"Naina..." he called out shaking her and lightly tapping her cheek, "Baby, talk to me! Are you alright?"

She was unresponsive and limp. Neil anxiously looked at Aarav.

Aarav moved in closer to have a look at her. He felt her pulse and said "She's gonna fine. Just a transient drop in blood pressure." He raised her legs and splashed some water from the pool onto her face. The blood circulation to her brain was reestablished, she regained consciousness. She weakly opened her eyes and put her arms around Neil. She was feeling lightheaded and disoriented. Neil held on to her firmly.

"Ok, that's enough," Neil said slowly carrying her out of the pool.

"Hey, come on, its gonna be ok. Don't freak out bro, we've got a doctor in the house. And promise we'll be gentle now on." Reyansh said hoping Neil would let them have a little more fun with the girl.

"Sorry boys," Neil said firmly, "Party's over, go get some sleep."

He lifted her in his arms and carried her to his room. He placed her on the bed gently. He put one of his shirts on her to cover her naked body and offered her a glass of water. Naina was barely conscious, but she held the glass of water with trembling hands and drank it.

Naina was broken completely, body mind and soul. Her eyes looked nearly lifeless. Neil's mind was suddenly clouded by worry. Perhaps Armaan was right.

He dried her hair to make her comfortable. She didn't speak a word and stared blankly at a point in the air. Neil dimmed the lights and slipped into the sheets next to her. He held her close in a warm embrace hoping to heal her. She hugged him back tightly, she held him with all her strength. She was still trembling.

"It's gonna be alright, sweet girl," Neil said gently stroking her hair with a feigned concern, that Naina used to mistake for love. He then kissed her forehead and said, "Try and get some sleep love."

Neil felt asleep. Naina couldn't. She just sobbed, holding him tightly.

The feel of her tears on his arm roused him from his sleep. He looked at her and his heart sank. Her eyes were red and swollen. She had been crying all night.

"Naina," he said hugging her "Don't cry sweetheart."

"I wanna go home," she implored, "Please Neil, drop me home."

"Now?" he said looking at the clock, "Its 3 in the morning. Its way too early baby. It's still so dark outside. Why don't we try to get some more sleep, then I make you some nice breakfast and then drop you home? Or maybe you could stay longer and let me take care of you till you feel better?"

She got up and sat next to him and pleaded again, "Please Neil, I did everything you asked now...please let me go home...it is my one request...please...I just wanna go home," she said as she burst out crying loudly.

Neil realized that her condition was really sensitive. Guilt now began to cloud his mind.

"Okay...okay, don't cry, let's go now," he said.

He got into his car with her and started driving to her house. Naina was quiet the whole time, her eyes glazed over. He deeply wished she'd say something, but she didn't. She stretched a hand out of the window to as if trying to touch the darkness, and smiled weakly. She felt the wind brush her hair. She closed her eyes letting the tears flow out.

And the journey came to an end as the car pulled over near Naina's house. Naina looked at Neil and smiled weakly. Her eyes were empty. Her broken lip bled lightly. Her body was covered with bite marks and bruises. Her heart was broken into a thousand pieces still she had a reason to smile looking at him.

"Neil," she finally spoke, "I've lived the best, most beautiful moments in my life with you. After having lived in darkness for so long, you brought light and warmth in my life. When you held me in your arms..." she paused as she choked due to grief, and struggled to continue, "When you held me in your arms, it was so blissful, your loving caresses...your love...I...I'd give anything for another moment in your embrace, I felt so warm and safe...and so loved...I have never loved anyone so much...and I just want to thank you for all the beautiful memories...Have a good life, my love. Goodbye."

She gently touched his cheek and held a longing eye contact briefly, and stepped out of the car. She quietly started walking towards her house. Neil watched her as she staggered with every step she took due to pain. He buried his face in his palms trying to shake off his guilt.

"I'll see you around sweetheart, let's go for dinner this weekend," he said in a desperate attempt to try to make it up to her. She didn't respond, she didn't even look back.

With a heavy heart he drove back to his villa.

Armaan was already up by the time he reached. He was sipping coffee as he sat on the couch.

"Morning drive?" he asked curiously as he watch Neil walk into the villa and carelessly throw his car keys on the table.

"Yeah," he said and he sat on the couch next to Armaan. "Went to drop her home."

"That early?" Armaan asked, "Was there a problem?"

"She was up the whole time, crying and she just wanted to go home. Besides I felt it was for the best before those two animals wake up." Neil said.

Armaan has a slight hint of worry on his face as he saw that Neil didn't look too happy. "Was she ok? Did she say something?" he asked.

"I don't know bro," he said with a pained expression on his face, "She certainly didn't look ok but she said...uh...nice things...like she had the best time of her life with me, she feels good when I hold her...and...thank you...and have a good life and all that...and...goodbye...FUCK!"

Neil stopped speaking. Something struck him like lightning. Armaan's eyes shot wide open too as her realized what Neil was thinking. Neil frantically picked up his phone and dialled Naina's number.

There was no answer. He kept calling repeatedly. Still no answer.

He began to pace around the room restlessly. His heart was racing as beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead. He called her once more, still no answer.

 

[lone_hunterr]

Your comments are very encouraging

Na, dont worry about U/A, all characters involved in sexual activity are above 18 years of age

Story ends in 2 updates.

Next update coming shortly

Means there would be no retaliation from those 4 men (Now remaining three)
Well I also don't like the stories where writer keeps beating around bush and dragging his/her story but still this was rather quick..... I hope that you being a experienced writer would have done full justice to this plot...
Will read your next update tonight

 

[Indian Princess]

Means there would be no retaliation from those 4 men (Now remaining three)
Well I also don't like the stories where writer keeps beating around bush and dragging his/her story but still this was rather quick..... I hope that you being a experienced writer would have done full justice to this plot...
Will read your next update tonight

Wow that's really encouraging!

Yes a sequel would be very interesting, featuring the retaliation of the men as all characters of this story are very strong and intelligent.

But the only problem is...there's very little motivation you see, you are the only one posting replies here. I hope if I get support from a few other readers I would really love to write a sequel.