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Thriller The Story of Meera (Completed)

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I wasn't expecting a story like this when i read the title. I thought it wouldn't be so dark. This came as a surprise for me. I love how you didn't skipped the intricate details involving a psychiatrist and gynecologist. You did had the knowledge about the character's profession. Most of the times writers don't pay attention to such details.

Plot of the story is interesting. It has a mysterious side to it. Like what actually happened with Meera.
Narration and writing quality is good too.
I did find few grammatical errors here and there but that's okay. Proofreading can fix that.

Characters are interesting as well. Theme is thriller based. So, I'm expecting a lot of thrill from this. Will read the next chapters soon, then I will give my honest review.

Keep up the good work!! 🙌

Thanks and keep reading :thanks:
 
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Mithila helped Meera lie down and sat next to her till she fell asleep.



Mithila kept Meera on mild sedatives so that her disturbing memories would be suppressed till her general condition improved. With every passing day, Meera was feeling better. She was recovering fast, like a wounded sparrow who was now fluttering her wings trying to take flight.



“How are you feeling Meera?” Mithila asked as she entered Meera’s room for routine rounds.



“I’m feeling good, alive,” Meera said with a smile.



“There’s something I need you to listen calmly,” Mithila said holding Meera’s hand, “We’ve found drugs in your blood, large doses of heroin and you are most likely addicted. Since you’ve been hospitalized here, I’ve been maintaining you on methadone so that you don’t suffer from withdrawal.”



“So, what happens to me now?” Meera asked with a sad face.



“After you are discharged from this hospital, we will be moving you to a rehab center. It is a beautiful place, a little away from the city, you’ll be safe there. You’ll have shelter, food and people taking care of you so that you get clean soon,” Mithila said.



“Will you be there?” Meera asked grabbing Mithila’s hand tightly.



“I’ll come visit you,” Mithila assured, “Dr. Keith will be looking after you there. He is a good doctor and a good friend of mine.”



“I have no money to pay for rehab, or the bill of this hospital either,” Meera said tearfully.



“Don’t worry about that sweetie,” Mithila assured, “I just want you to get well soon. I’ll be taking care of all your bills till we find your family.”



Meera’s eyes were filled with tears of gratitude and she hugged Mithila tightly, “I’ll go wherever you want me to go, I’ll do whatever you say, just stay with me a little longer…please…I’m all alone and I feel so scared…you have always been so kind to me…”



“Hey sweetie,” Mithila said reassuringly rubbing her back, “I am always here for you.”



“Could you hold my hand till I fall asleep?” Meera asked.



Mithila smiled and held her hand. Meera slowly drifted off to sleep. Mithila smiled at the sleeping girl and gently fondled her head. But soon she observed the Meera was restless. Her eyelids fluttered as if she was dreaming. And in less than a minute, she woke up and sat down on bed. She looked at Mithila with wide open eyes like she had seen a ghost.



“Are you okay girl?” Mithila asked.



Meera shook her head and sobbed bitterly.



“I can’t sleep Mithila. These bad dreams, they keep coming back. They don’t make any sense; I’m so fucked up in my head!” Meera screamed as she frantically began to hit her head with her hands, “Make these dreams go away Mithila! Make them go away!”



“Calm down Meera,” Mithila said holding her tightly, “It’s alright, we are going to figure this out, and we are going to make this stop. Tell me, what did you see?”



“I saw…a man, he had blue eyes…and there was another man; they seemed like best friends. And we were in this deserted place, these two men locked me in their car. You were there too, in my dream, Mithila, you were trying to help me…and then, that blue eyed man…he….” Meera started crying uncontrollably and couldn’t finish her sentence.



“What did he do?” Mithila asked.



“He stabbed you in the heart with a knife…you fell to the ground; you were still alive but he ripped out your still beating heart. I tried to scream, but this other man, he grabbed me from behind and smothered me, I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t breathe, I tried to fight but he was too strong…and then everything went blank…” Meera said as she cried uncontrollably.



Mithila held Meera firmly trying to pacify her. “It’s alright dear, just a bad dream, we are both fine here, aren’t we?”



“Am I going crazy Mithila?” Meera asked.



“You are not crazy Meera,” Mithila said, “I would never invalidate your feelings or fears. Dreams aren’t entirely true, but they always have some connection to reality. The mind makes associations. Don’t be so hard on yourself Meera. Let time heal you. Everything is going to be ok.”



Meera smiled weakly.



“I’m increasing the dose of sedatives so that you sleep better, you need rest right now more than anything,” Mithila said



It was the third day since Meera was hospitalized. She had recovered almost completely now.



Meera was gazing out of the window, viewing the gleaming city. She was smiling, she was feeling free and peaceful. Mithila entered the room and she smiled lovingly at Mithila.



“How are you feeling now, Meera?” Mithila asked her with a smile.



“I’m feeling great actually,” Meera chirped, “There’s hardly any pain, and I’m feeling alive!”



“That’s wonderful,” Mithila said, “Any more bad dreams?”



“Thankfully, no, I could sleep well last night,” Meera said with a smile. Then she pointed at the bandages on her body, “But when do we get these off?”



Mithila’s smile suddenly faded. She held Meera’s hand gently and guided her to sit down on the bed.



“I need you to listen to me very calmly,” Mithila said to Meera, “I’m going to tell you something that may be disturbing to you, but I need you know to that I am here for you no matter what.”



Meera was now suddenly very worried.



“Do you have any kind of memory about any kind of tattoos that you may have had?” Mithila asked calmly.



“Tattoos?” Meera asked, as her expression suddenly became very grave. Her eyes were tearful and she suddenly looked very afraid. “I’ve been having these nightmares about...some very bad things written on my body…I thought it was just a bad dream…”



Mithila closed her eyes and took a deep breath.



“Meera…” Mithila spoke calmly, “There are some words written on your body…with permanent ink. But I’ve already spoken to a dermatologist, there are treatments available, it takes time, but we will get them off you completely.”



“You put up these bandages just to cover them up?” Meera asked touching the bandages on her body.



Mithila closed her eyes and nodded.



“I want to see them Mithila,” Meera said, “Could you take them off?”



“I will,” Mithila said. Then she cupped Meera’s face and said, “I just want you to remember that you are a very strong girl, ok?”



Meera nodded. Mithila gently peeled off the bandages from her body, revealing the degrading words to Meera. Meera tried to hold back her tears, but broke down eventually. She buried her face in her palms and wept bitterly.



“How could they do this to me?” Meera cried. She felt shattered from within.



“Perhaps they were trying to break you,” Mithila said rubbing her back, “But you are way too strong Meera.”



Meera suddenly got aggressive and pushed Mithila away, “Don’t touch me! I am dirty! I am a whore!”



Meera began to scream loudly and throw things around in the room. Her eyes were red with rage. Her aggression rapidly spiraled out on control as she screamed hysterically. Shattered glass was everywhere, and Meera had become a threat to herself and others around her if not quickly controlled. Mithila quickly rang the call bell and two nurses entered the room.



“Hold her down,” Mithila ordered as she loaded a syringe.



“NO!” Meera screamed, “NOT THE NEEDLE! NOT THE NEEDLE!”



The nurses held Meera down on the bed as she struggled violently.



“Easy, easy girl,” Mithila said as she injected a tranquilizer into her, “You are ok, you are ok…”



Within seconds Meera was subdued. Mithila asked the nurses to leave the room. She sat down on the bed next to Meera and cradled her head and lovingly ran her fingers through her hair.



Meera was barely conscious. But she felt the warmth of Mithila’s body and her loving touch. She responded by snuggling deeper into Mithila arms. “I love you Naina di,” Meera whispered before she drifted off to sleep.



Mithila realized that Meera just referred to her by the name 'Naina'. She guessed that perhaps Naina was someone close to Meera. Mithila made a mental note that she would ask Meera about Naina when her condition stabilizes. But at the moment, she just held Meera in her arms, gentle fondling her head till she fell asleep.



Mithila rested her back against the bed’s headboard, still holding Meera in her arms. She closed her eyes. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed but, she was suddenly awakened by Meera’s scream. Meera was sitting up on her bed trembling in fear. Her eyes were red and tearful and her lips trembled. Her heart was pounding in her chest.



“Shhhh” Mithila said comforting her, “Calm down sweetie…”



“I saw something Mithila…” Meera said in a trembling voice.



“What did you see?” Mithila asked, “Another nightmare?”



Meera was silent for one whole minute. Then she slowly turned her head towards Mithila and started narrating,



“I was in a room…its walls were wooden…

I was lying on the floor, on some kind of a rug. I was wearing a white dress, but it was torn obscenely and it barely covered my body…

and my head was spinning…and I couldn’t see clearly…

Then there was a man…he was naked…he was wearing this mask…with holes cut out for his eyes and lips…I recognize his eyes, I recognize his voice…I’ve certainly seen him before…

He’s started touching me…he touched my breasts…started playing with me nipples…

He disgusts me, I wanted his hands off me, I wanted him to stop touching me, but I was helpless…

I felt a pleasurable sensation in my nipples, I couldn’t stop him from pleasuring me…

I wanted him to go away…but he kept playing with my breasts…and I felt heat growing between my legs…my legs slowly open up…I felt ashamed, I didn’t want any of this…

“When I first saw you at Queen’s Heart, you used to be such a prude, bitch,” he whispered in my ears, “Now look at you…a shamless slut with her legs wide open all wet and horny ready to be fucked…”

My body betrayed me…I felt a tingle in my pussy hearing his degrading words…

He ordered me to get on fours…and I obeyed…

He got on top of me and I feel his cock enter my pussy…and started fucking me…

“You…are…nothing…but…a…cock…hungry…hole” He said this over and over again!

Over and over again!

Over and over again!

Over and over again!

Over and over again!

Over and over again!



And then something happened to me…something snapped!”



Meera was frozen with fear as she finished her narration.



Mithila hugged her gently rubbed her back.



“Mithila,” Meera said calmly, “We need to go back to the place where you first found me.”



“Hey girl,” Mithila tried to comfort her, “You are safe now. You don’t need to go anywhere. Those bad guys can’t hurt you anymore.”



“No, you don’t understand,” Meera said looking straight into her eyes, “That wasn’t a nightmare. It was a memory from the night you first found me. The blood you had seen on my clothes, it wasn’t mine.”
Hmm! I thought Meera was having nightmares of her past but she saw Mithila getting killed too. Interesting! Hope her dreams won't come to reality. I don't want to see Mithila get killed. She has a nice personality. Also, she is the only one Meera have right now. I'm enjoying the dialogues and the format setting of double quotes.
Passages are not very long which makes them very easy to read. Good work!! :applause:
 
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Hmm! I thought Meera was having nightmares of her past but she saw Mithila getting killed too. Interesting! Hope her dreams won't come to reality. I don't want to see Mithila get killed. She has a nice personality. Also, she is the only one Meera have right now. I'm enjoying the dialogues and the format setting of double quotes.
Passages are not very long which makes them very easy to read. Good work!! :applause:
A very very rare format on this platform actually :D but she is a pioneer :applause:
 

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A very very rare format on this platform actually :D but she is a pioneer :applause:
Yes! Thriller and horror genres are just getting lost somewhere. I want to write an English story based on horror. But, looking at the responses it's really hard to bring out that work here. Props to her that even after low responses she's still true to her field and still writing. 🙌
 
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Yes! Thriller and horror genres are just getting lost somewhere. I want to write an English story based on horror. But, looking at the responses it's really hard to bring out that work here. Props to her that even after low responses she's still true to her field and still writing. 🙌
Dude just go ahead, good work is always appreciated :goteam:
 

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Dude just go ahead, good work is always appreciated :goteam:
Yes! I'll try. Or I'll just put my work in the contests. 👀
 

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Yes! Thriller and horror genres are just getting lost somewhere. I want to write an English story based on horror. But, looking at the responses it's really hard to bring out that work here. Props to her that even after low responses she's still true to her field and still writing. 🙌

I write for myself first and then for readers. I truly enjoy what I write, so it's so self rewarding already :blush1:
 

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Two weeks passed by. Aryan now had all the information Meera had requested. He knocked on her door.



Meera was dressed in a loose T shirt and denim shorts. Even in this casual outfit, she looked stunningly beautiful.



She smiled on seeing Aryan and welcomed him inside.



“Care for a coffee?” she asked warmly.



“No, thanks,” he said, “I’m good.”



“So cold as always!” Meera sighed as she held his hand and led him to the couch gesturing him to sit down. Then she walked towards the coffee machine and said with a playful smile, “I don’t know what your problem is Aryan, but you are in my house now and I order you to have a coffee with me. It’ll warm your cold cold heart.”



Aryan smiled back. “OK, if you insist, I’ll have a coffee.”



Meera returned with two cups of coffee and placed them on the table before Aryan. Taking a sip from her cup, she asked, “So tell me what you’ve got.”



“About Neil Pereira, age 38 years, he’s the usual filthy rich guy. He lives with his wife Aditi and two daughters, Avni, age 8 years and Pihu, age 5 years. He lost both parents in a car accident 2 years ago, no siblings. He is an IT professional, working for a tech giant. He works from home most of the time though. He has enough riches to lead a comfortable life. Past looks clean, no criminal record, was quite the chocolate boy in college, lot of girls were after him. He was known for a good singing voice and was a part of some band back in college days. But then he decided to marry Aditi, his college sweetheart. She belongs to one of the city’s most reputed business families, this guy just got richer after marriage. Overall impression is pretty clean,” he said. He placed pictures of his wife and 2 daughters on the table before Meera.



“Any idea about the properties he owns?” Meera asked.



“One bungalow in Juhu, the same address on which his BMW is registered, and he has one villa he inherited, it is located at Vasai. He has 2 other cars, one Mercedes and one Jeep compass. These are the pictures and the registration numbers of his cars,” Aryan said placing more photos on the table, “And this is the picture of the villa. The address in written behind it the picture.”



“His friends?” Meera asked.



“This guy is pretty social and has a lot of friends, people from college or workplace, or from club memberships. He attends many social events. But apart from the usual stuff he has 3 other close friends, but there is something strange about them…” Aryan said, “These friends seem to be nowhere connected to his life, apart from the fact that they hang out together quite often. They are a group of 4 guys, from totally different professional backgrounds. Not just that, neither are their families connected, nor do they live close to one another, it is just strange that 4 random guys, just managed to meet and get along really well. I’m still trying to find a common connection between these four, but their friendship appears quite old and has run strong for over 15 years.”



“Those three are precisely the people I am interested in. Tell me about them,” Meera said.



“Aarav Mehra, age 38 years” he said placing a picture on the table, “He is a surgeon, working at the Care and Cure Hospital. He is quite skilled at his job, and has a practice that runs pretty well. His wife Avantika is a housewife, son Kiaan, age 5. Seems like a regular doctor on the outside. His medical record is also pretty clean.”



“Isn’t this the same hospital where Mithila works?” Meera asked.



“Yes,” Aryan confirmed.



“Reyansh Samarth,” Aryan said placing another picture on the table, “Age 35 years, graphics designer, single, and quite the reckless party animal. He is into booze, drugs, and women, lot of women actually.”



“And the fourth one?” Meera asked.



“Armaan Mathur,” Aryan said handing over his picture to Meera, “He is the eldest in the group. Age 41 years, he runs a construction business, and actually the shadiest among the four. He’s got…connections, with politicians, police, criminals. Maybe it is what his work requires, but the other three, they don’t have these kinds of resources.”



When Meera saw Armaan’s picture, her expression darkened. Aryan could see it. She suddenly remembered the dreams in which she had seen Neil. The other man, who appeared alongside Neil in her dreams was Armaan.



“He is the one, he is the one who sold me off to the trafficking gang!” Meera spoke intense rage in her eyes, “Tell me more about this guy Aryan.”



“He belongs to a business family. His father has married twice, and worked abroad and earned a fortune. Armaan himself was married to a woman named Shalini, and had a daughter, Priya. The daughter died of leukemia and the wife mysteriously disappeared. He remained single for a long time. This guy is just shady, he is often seen dealing with influential men as well as criminals. His bungalow at Pali Hill is no less than a fortress. I mean the other three, their houses have a security CCTV camera at the most, but this guy has some high-tech security systems, his house is practically impenetrable. He has a thing for girls like…you, Meera, I mean, he is quite the sadist. There is a prostitute named Anya, she used to be his regular, and the sex used to be quite…rough. Few other women that he was seen with just disappeared and no once’s ever heard from them again. Women just disappear around this man. He has a very dark aura about him. And then one day, this girl entered his life…” Aryan said showing her the picture of a young girl.



Meera took the picture and observed it carefully. She was a beautiful young girl, with dark innocent eyes and a dusky complexion.



“Her name is Pankhudi,” Aryan said, “Age 27, she hails from Raigad village in Maharashtra. She’s been living and working in Mumbai to support her family. Works as a receptionist by the day, and studies commerce in night college. She aspires to be a charted accountant and has been preparing for her exams. I really don’t know how Armaan and Pankhudi met, but they have been seen hanging out often. Armaan takes her to fancy places in his expensive cars, and invites her over to his bungalow at Pali Hill, but he also visits her humble apartment quite often. They’ve known each other since last 3 years. I really don’t know if they are in a relationship, they are just a very odd couple. He is like 13 years elder to her, and they come from such different backgrounds…”



“So…sugar daddy, huh?” Meera asked taking a sip of coffee.



“Even I thought so for a while,” Aryan said, “But this girl…she didn’t get any richer after she met him. Her humble lifestyle continues, and she doesn’t seem to accept any gifts. I mean, it is no big deal for Armaan to gift her a fancy car, but she still drives a second hand scooty that she most probably bought out of her own savings. I did a background check on her character as well. She is spotless clean and has never been seen with any man other than Armaan. And another notable thing is that Armaan is not interested in any other woman since he’s been seeing her.”



Meera looked at Pankhudi’s picture again and smiled with a devilish spark in her eyes, “It looks like the big bad guy has fallen in love.”



“Seems like it,” Aryan said.



“Send me her address,” Meera said, “I’m gonna have to meet this girl.”



“Sure,” Aryan said, “But, you know, these four, they have secrets, pretty dark secrets, I’m sure about it. Those secrets can be known only if we could infiltrate their personal lives, and get access to their devices, maybe read their messages…”



“Are you suggesting some kind of a honey trap?” Meera asked.



“Precisely,” Aryan said, “And I think among the four, Reyansh is most susceptible. This guy, he is too proud of his looks, thinks of himself as some kind of chick magnet and can barely keep his dick in his pants.”



“I’ll speak to Adil, he’ll have just the right person for the job,” Meera said with a confident smile.



“Basically Meera,” Aryan said taking a sip of coffee, “These guys are unlike any you’ve encountered before. They are filthy rich sophisticated men from powerful families, and none of them have a criminal record. These guys, the play the game with different rules, they are intelligent and manipulative. You can’t just deal with them with a couple of hitmen like the previous gang.”



“I intend to do no such thing,” Meera said with a smile, “I know these men, and I know how they play. And I am going to beat them in their own game. I’ve already met Neil and Armaan once. I know how crafty both of them are, and I am sure the other two are no less. But they have no idea what nightmare is coming for them.”



“I would never doubt what you are capable of Meera,” Aryan said giving her a hug.



“I am also capable to cooking dinner,” she said running her fingers through his hair, “And you are going to have dinner with me and spend the night. It is not a request.”



Aryan smiled at how authoritatively she ordered him to stay. He remembered the time when he had first seen her. She was a helpless girl who had managed to escape from her captors, just trying to survive under a poor shelter. And now she looked so much stronger, so much more confident.



“Come here,” she said gently tugging on his arm, “I have a surprise for you.”



He followed her into her bedroom and he ropes attached on all four corners.



“Meera..” he asked inquisitively, “What are you up to?”



Meera flashed him the brightest smile and pulled off his jacket and began to feel him. She hugged him, her hands feeling his back she reached for his belt. She found his gun and playfully pulled it out.



“You carry a gun to my house?” she said playfully aiming the firearm at him.



“I carry it all the time,” Aryan said with a smile, “I am in a risky profession. But, would you put it down please? That thing is dangerous.”



“No,” Meera said with a playful smile, “Now do as I say or I’ll shoot you.”



“Okay,” Aryan said with a smile as he tried to play along, “What would the lady have me do?”



“I want you to take off all your clothes and lie down on the bed,” Meera said smiling mischeviously.



“I hope you are not going to rape me,” Aryan said with a grin.



“Oh you’ll love every bit of what I am about to do, so much that you’ll beg for more,” Meera said as Aryan slowly began to take off his clothes. He removed his shirt and jeans, but chose to keep his underwear on.



Meera pushed him onto the bed and began to tie his hands and feet in a spread-eagle position. She tied the ropes really tight.



“Ouch, you are serious!” he gasped when he noticed how strong the ropes here.



Meera just smiled at him and took off her denim shorts and T shirt and climbed on top of him in just her bra and panties and began to dry hump him. She bent over and locked lips with him and her beautiful silken locks tickled his cheek. She moaned as she began nibbling his neck.



Aryan closed his eyes and enjoyed the pampering she was giving. He felt his cock harden as her pussy covered with satin panties rubbed over his crotch. Meera kissed his lips and moved lower and began to lick his neck, she bit his neck hard enough to leave a mark.



Suddenly he felt a metal object touch his neck. He opened his eyes to see that Meera was holding his gun.



“Meera..” he said sternly, “Enough with the gun please, put it away.”



“I’ll be the only one giving orders here,” Meera said smiling confidently at him.



“Put. The. Gun. Away!” Aryan said sternly.



“Make me,” she said now pointing the gun at his forehead.



Aryan struggled violently against his restraints. But the ropes were strong and held him in place. Meera smiled to see him panic and struggle violently as she still teased him by rubbing her crotch on his cock. Her eyes were gleaming with devilish pleasure as she had absolute control over Aryan.



“That thing is fucking loaded!” Aryan screamed, “If you don’t know how to handle guns, don’t fucking play with it!”



“Loaded huh?” Meera said as she playfully cocked the gun.



Aryan was now sweating in fear. He was completely at her mercy. Meera placed her finger on the trigger. Aryan’s heart skipped a beat as she pulled the trigger and the gun clicked. Meera rolled over to one side laughing uncontrollably. “Look at your face Aryan,” she said as she laughed, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost!”



“Okay Meera,” Aryan said breathing heavily, “This is not funny anymore. Untie me.”



“I know how to handle guns Aryan,” Meera said with a twinkle in her eyes as she showed him the magazine of his gun that she had removed before pulling the trigger, “I looked it up on YouTube.”



Aryan just lay there with his eyes closed.



"YouTube?" he said sounding pretty annoyed, "Are you serious Meera? You could have killed me!"



“Okay, I’m sorry, I’ll put it away,” Meera said placing his gun on the table and holding his face in her arms, “But I won’t let you go till I’m done with you today.”



Aryan just looked away.



“Do you trust me Aryan?” she asked looking straight into his eyes. She then pecked his lips as asked again, “Do you trust me? If you don’t, I’ll let you go right now.”



Aryan took a deep breath and looked into her eyes and said, “I trust you, Meera.”



“Then surrender yourself,” Meera said, “Let me take control.”



Aryan closed his eyes and stopped struggling. Meera began to shower him with kisses. She took off her bra and bent forward. She pressed her breasts against his face, burying his face in her soft flesh. She felt him breathing in her scent and trying to lick her nipples. She lowered one nipple into his mouth and let him suck it and she fondled his hair. She moaned as she felt her arousal building.



She ran her hands on his chest, lightly brushing his nipples. Aryan smiled. Meera poked both her index fingers into his dimples and laughed. “I always wanted to do this,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.



Aryan laughed. She licked every inch of his skin, on his chest and down his abdomen all the way up to his crotch. Then she ran to the kitchen and returned with a large kitchen knife. Aryan got apprehensive for a moment, but Meera smiled at him and started cutting off his underwear.



“What the hell, Meera!” he protested.



“You should have taken if off when you had the chance,” she said with a wide grin, “I'm in a savage mood today. No one is going to save you from me today..”



She stared playing with his cock. She held it in her gently between her fingers and started licking it. She coated it with her saliva and took the tip of his cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue over the head of his cock, and nibbled the glans softly, making him moan. With her free hand, she gently cupped his balls. She heard him moan as she could taste his precum. She sucked with soft movements, while she fondled his balls. She could feel him shudder. She then held his cock in both her hands and began to rub it as she took his balls in her mouth and began sucking them lightly. She stole a glance at Aryan’s face, he was panting with closed eyes clearly wanting more.



She now took his cock in her mouth again. And looked straight up at him and made eye contact. Aryan could see an emotion in her eyes he couldn’t correctly read. Perhaps it was gratitude, fondness or love, but she was sucking him with complete devotion. She just wanted to make him feel good. She smiled as much as she could with his cock in her mouth and took the entire length inside her mouth. Meera was an expert cock sucker, she knew how to take it deep throat.



Aryan could feel the tip of his cock touch the back of her throat. If it wasn’t for his amazing self-control, he would have exploded in the back of her throat. But he held on feeling the warmth of her throat and the ring of her lips sucking the base of his cock as she continuously played with his balls. Meera began to bob her head back and forth on his shaft, he could feel the softness of her tongue and lips and the warmth of the insides of her throat. As she moved back and forth, the throat muscles sensually gripped the head of his cock, bringing him close to on orgasm. Meera could see it on this face that he was about to cum. With his cock still in her mouth, she winked at him and suddenly withdrew it from her mouth.



She heard him moan in disappointment. Then she straddled his waist and stripped off her bra and panty. Her body looked beautiful, well toned and her degrading tattoos were now completely gone. Her skin had a healthy glow. She smiled and positioned her pussy over his cock and began to the tip of his cock against her wet pussy. Meera rubbed her wet pussy on his cock, coating his cock with her juices. She straddled his hips, made an eye contact and smiled as she slid her pussy over his shaft impaling herself. She cherished the look of satisfaction on his face, only to take it away the next minute as she raised her hips till his cock was out of her pussy.



“Meera!” Aryan screamed, “Why do you have to be such a bitch?!”



She smiled at his desperation. She looked at his cock how it glistened with the coating of her juices. Aryan was thrusting his hips desperately trying to get back inside her pussy but she dodged him each time. She bent over gentle running a hand on his chest and stroking his nipples. She teased him for a long time till he got really desperate. She could see it in his eyes, they were begging her to let him fuck her.



“What will you do if I untied you right now Aryan?” she asked playfully rubbing her wet pussy i\on his cock.



“I’ll fuck your brains out,” he said desperately.



“Good,” she said as she reached for the knife, “Remember that.”



She crawled towards his feet and placed the knife between his foot and the rope. Before she cut off the rope, she wiggled her ass at him watching his get more and more desperate by the minute. Then with one swift movement, she cut off all the four ropes binding him. As soon as Aryan was free, he pounced onto her and got on top of her. He rammed the entire length of his cock in her pussy and began to fuck her hard and deep. Meera had never seen him so wild before. She smiled at his desperation, at how she had managed to make him drop his calm and composed demeanor and brought out the beast within him. She grabbed his neck to exercise her control over him as he continued fucking her like a hungry animal.



Aryan didn’t last very long after that. He had lost control over himself, and all he wanted was to cum inside her. He closed his eyes and held on to Meera tightly as an orgasm hit him. It was the most intense orgasm he had in many years. Meera could feel him explode inside her, his grip was so tight and passionate, she couldn’t breathe for a while. She could hear his heavy breathing and feel his breath on her shoulder. And then she heard a name. He said, “Saloni…” and became very quiet. He collapsed onto her and lay motionless for a while with his eyes closed.



Then he rolled over to one side and lay on his back. His eyes were still closed and he was breathing quietly. Meera saw an expression on his face that she couldn’t read. She had so many questions about Saloni. Aryan never mentioned that name before. He never talked about himself or the people in his life.



Something was bothering Meera, ever since she heard Saloni’s name. “Why am I feeling so upset?” she thought to herself, “He’s never committed to me. He was just being kind. I feel something for him…I don’t know…he could at least tell me…but…I shouldn’t forget my place.”



Meera wiped a tear as she got a hold of her feelings.



After sometime, Aryan opened his eyes. Meera was lying next to him, looking at him with a faint smile.



“Are you OK?” she asked loving touching his cheek.



Aryan nodded and turned towards her. He gently pulled her into an embrace.



“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” Meera asked kissing his cheek.



Aryan kissed her back in return. “I am fine,” he said hugging her tightly, “Thank you.”



“Thank you for?” Meera asked.



“Making me feel good,” he said.



“Let me make you feel even better by cooking you a nice meal,” she said cheerfully pulling his cheek, “What will you have?”



“Anything Meera,” he said pulling her closer and kissing her lips.



Suddenly, they heard the doorbell.



“Were you expecting visitors?” Aryan asked Meera looking at the clock. It was 8 pm.



“I usually don’t have visitors,” Meera said sounding suspicious, “Lemme check.”



She put on a gown and walked towards the door. She viewed through the peephole and found a man standing in a postman’s uniform. She opened the door cautiously.



“There’s a letter for you,” the man said handing over an envelope to Meera.



“Isn’t this a weird time to deliver mail?” she asked the man.



“I’m sorry maam,” he said, “There was a lot of mail to deliver so couldn’t come earlier. And there’s this urgent stamp on this letter, so couldn’t wait until tomorrow.”



Meera received the letter.



“I need your signature ma’am, as an acknowledgement for the delivery,” he said handing over a writing pad with some papers on it, “Initial on the first sheet and full signature on the next sheet.”



Meera signed quickly and handed over the writing pad back to the man.



“May I please have a glass of water?” the man requested.



“OK,” Meera said, “Wait here.”



But the moment she turned to go towards the kitchen, the man grabbed her. He was strong and firmly placed one hand over the mouth so that she couldn’t scream. Meera struggled with all her strength but couldn’t break free. The man dragged her inside her apartment and began to drag her towards the balcony. Meera wished she could alert Aryan somehow, but the man’s grip over her mouth was so strong that she could barely make a sound. As the man rapidly dragged her towards the balcony, she struggled violently to grab hold of some object to fight with or at least drop something that would make some sound enough to alert Aryan.



Aryan looked at the clock and realized that Meera hadn’t returned for a whole 5 minutes. He sensed something was wrong. He reached for his gun and tiptoed into the living room. He was shocked to find a man trying to push Meera off the railing of her balcony. He aimed the gun at the man’s shoulder and pulled the trigger. But the gun clicked and no shot was fired. He realized that Meera had unloaded his gun while they were in her bedroom. Suddenly, the man fell to his knees screaming. Aryan ran towards them and found Meera hanging on the railing with one hand. In her other hand she held a bloodied pen. Aryan immediately pulled her back to safety and then looked at the man. Meera had stabbed him in his right eye with a pen she could find in his pocket during the struggle. The man was writhing in pain. Aryan hit the man hard on his head with a butt of his gun, knocking him unconscious.



Meera was trembling in shock. Aryan helped her get up and sit on the couch.



“It’s alright Meera,” he said rubbing her back, “You are safe now.”



“This was just so sudden,” Meera said in a trembling voice, “I just received the mail and he attacked me…”



Aryan looked that the envelope that the mailman had handed over to her. Meera nodded and Aryan tore it open only to find that it was empty.



“Who would want me dead?” Meera said still struggling to recover from the shock.



“Someone who hates you, or someone who fears you, or someone who thinks you know something that’s bad for them,” Aryan said as he began to search the man’s pockets for some kind of ID, but he didn’t find any.



Meera started thinking of all the people who might have a grudge against her.



Aryan paced about thinking a way to figure out the intention behind the attack on Meera’s life. He noticed writing pad that the man had placed on a table near the door before attacking Meera. He turned over the first sheet of paper on the writing pad. The second sheet of paper that had her full signature, he felt there’s something off about it. He scraped off its edge with a fingernail, and was able to lift of a drafting tape that had the name of the courier company and other details about the package. He was shocked to read what was concealed underneath that tape.



“Whoever hired this man, wanted the job done quietly…he literally made you sign a suicide note…” Aryan said handing over the sheet of paper to Meera.



Meera’s eyes shot wide open as she read what was written on the paper she had signed. It was a typed suicide note.



I’ve been very depressed lately, but there’s no one I can share my problems with. The kind of work that I do, takes a toll on my mental health, when I am treated as nothing better than a piece of flesh. I have money, but I don’t have friends or a family. I’ll never have a family as I know that no man would ever want me. I’ve been going for therapy but nothing is helping. Its like I have no reason left to live for. I’ve decided to end my life. I alone am responsible for my death.



“What the hell?!” Meera said looking at Aryan in disbelief, “What bullshit is it?!”



“Well,” Aryan said, “Looks like the plan was to throw you off the balcony of your 22nd floor apartment and plant this note so everyone thinks you killed yourself.”



Meera was still in shock. She closed her eyes for a moment trying to process that events. “How could I not see this coming? How could I sign this without reading,” she said holding her head between her palms, taking a deep breath in regret.



“It’s OK Meera,” Aryan said rubbing her shoulder, “The best of us mess up. The suicide note was well concealed and would have been missed by anyone unsuspecting. But just remember to be more careful now on, OK?”



“You know, Aryan,” she said, “I had a feeling I was being watched for the last few days. But I never thought it would come to this…”



“Why don’t you tell me things Meera?” Aryan said sounding angry.



“I’m sorry,” she said, “I thought it was just a feeling, nothing serious.”



Aryan just looked away. “Nothing is ever serious for you!” he said furiously.



Meera sat down on the couch next to him and held his hand. “I owe you my life Aryan, I don’t know what would have happened to me if you weren’t here tonight,” she said looking at him with tearful eyes, “I am sorry I didn’t tell you that I sensed danger, I am sorry I unloaded your gun, I am sorry for signing that suicide note, I am sorry for being so stupid!”



Aryan hugged her and kissed her lips passionately. “Please don’t cry Meera,” he said, “You are a strong girl, and I just love that about you.”



“What do we do now?” Meera asked.



Aryan smiled and said, “Just relax, Adil will know how to deal with this.”



Aryan called up Adil and told him what happened. Shortly after, Adil arrived with a few men.



“What happened to his eye?” Adil asked inspecting the unconscious killer.



“The fine lady here gouged it out with a ball pen,” Aryan said.



“She never ceases to amaze me,” Adil said smiling at Meera fondly. “You OK?” he asked cupping her face.



Meera nodded.



“I was tempted to put a bullet in his head,” Aryan said, “But he is not dying till he gives us a name.”



“He’ll talk alright,” Adil said signaling his men to carry the injured man away, “He’ll be spilling his guts all over the place once we start asking questions.”



“Any clients had any complaints about Meera?” Aryan asked, “Could any one of them be behind this?”



“No, never,” Adil said, “Everyone loves her. She minds her own business and does her job well. I really don’t know who would want to hurt her.”



“What about that drug dealer gang she got murdered?” Aryan asked.



“Well, they are all dead and no one misses a bunch of degenerates like them,” Adil said, “In fact the rival gang was more than happy to take over their territory.”



Aryan took a deep breath making calculations in his mind.



“Thank you so much, both of you” Meera said pulling them both into her embrace, “What would I do without you guys?”



“You are welcome, Meera,” Adil said, “I had promised you that as long as you work for me, protecting you is my responsibility.”



Meera smiled.



“I’ll take you leave now,” Adil said, “I’ll let you both know as soon as the man spills a name.”



Adil left and Aryan stayed with Meera for the night, holding her, comforting her so that she could sleep peacefully.



Aryan was running his fingers gently through her hair, holding her close.



“You used to say that killing isn’t you thing,” Meera said running her fingers through Aryan’s hair, “And yet you were tempted to put a bullet in the man’s head.”



Aryan smiled and pulled her closer, “I don’t know Meera, if someone tries to hurt you, they just make me…angry…”



Meera looked at him fondly, and they smiled at each other. “Aryan,” she said touching his cheek, “Who is Saloni?”



Aryan’s smiled faded. He took a deep breath and turned over to lie down on his back. Meera realized that she had perhaps upset him.



“You said her name when we were…she must be very special,” she said hugging him, “I understand if you don’t want to tell me. I am sorry. Good night.”



Aryan still didn’t respond. He was just lying with his eyes closed, as a thousand thoughts were running through his head. She kissed his cheek and turned to one side and tried to sleep. After sometime Aryan turned towards her and held her in his arms. He kissed her forehead. She just snuggled deeper in his arms in response. Soon she fell fast asleep in his arms. He realized that his fondness for Meera was growing with each passing day. He lay awake thinking about who could be behind the attack on her life.



A thought occurred to him and he made a phone call, “I have a feeling Sharon is in this city. She will try to run but keep a close watch, do not let her escape.”

This update was awesome, so aryan found some things about the unravelling mystery, he found the names, and now meera can find out about the unsolved memories in her mind.

Aryan has finally closed down his walls against meera, and meera's continuous persuasion made him to do so. it felt good now meera has a romantic companion by her side but to what end. i guess we will about that.

as meera is getting closer to her goal, her pursuit is becoming more dangerous by the second, it was awesome to read about the attack, and it made the bond between aryan and meera became stronger.

again awesome update, really enjoyed it. let's see what's next!!
 
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This update was awesome, so aryan found some things about the unravelling mystery, he found the names, and now meera can find out about the unsolved memories in her mind.

Aryan has finally closed down his walls against meera, and meera's continuous persuasion made him to do so. it felt good now meera has a romantic companion by her side but to what end. i guess we will about that.

as meera is getting closer to her goal, her pursuit is becoming more dangerous by the second, it was awesome to read about the attack, and it made the bond between aryan and meera became stronger.


again awesome update, really enjoyed it. let's see what's next!!

Thanks for your comment. Keep reading. :cheers:
 
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Update contains forced incest. Skip the part in green if you are not into it. :D

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Next morning, Adil called Meera and Aryan and asked them to meet him at the Emerald Palace.



“It’s a woman,” Adil said, “…who hired that assassin. He doesn’t know the name though.”



“Sharon,” Aryan said calmly.



Meera looked at Aryan with her eyebrows raised.



“I’m not 100% sure, but that seems like the possibility, you are a threat to her, Meera,” Aryan said, “I have a feeling she is around here somewhere and she is behind this.”



“But Sharon…” Meera said in disbelief, “Would she really want me dead?”



“She conveniently sold you off Meera,” Aryan said with a hint of anger on his face, “And destroyed everything you loved, and now you think she is going to wait around for you to kill her first?”



“Does she have the resources?” Adil asked.



“She used to be a drug peddler,” Aryan said, “It is not impossible that she would have contacts with all sorts of criminals. I’ve asked my men to look for her. She is most likely in Mumbai currently.”



“Send me her picture,” Adil said, “Let me confirm this with that assassin. Also, Aryan, let me know once you find her. She needs to be dealt with.”



“Adil,” Meera said, “I’d like to deal with her myself.”



“Sure,” Adil said, “I’m assigning some men to shadow you and protect you from any attacks till this Sharon character is handled.”



“Thank you,” Meera said, “Adil, there’s something else that I needed your help with. I need someone for a honey trap. There is a guy, and I want to view the contents of his laptop.”



“I have a girl,” Adil said after thinking for a while, “Her name is Alisha. She is good, very good in fact, but not so trustworthy. She’ll do your job alright, but be careful with what you tell her.”



“I will,” Meera said, “Thanks.”



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Later that evening, Meera drove off and parked her car at a secluded spot and she waited for someone.



After some time, an attractive woman got into the passenger’s seat.



“Adil sent me,” she said, “My name is Alisha.”



“Hello Alisha,” Meera said passing a photograph to her.



“Reyansh Samarth,” Meera said, “I need you to find his laptop. I need to access its contents.”



“Sure, I’ll find his device,” Alisha said, “But I may not be able to access it, I am no tech expert.”



“You don’t need to be, just plug this in and make sure the WiFi is on,” Meera said handing over a pen drive to her, “My hacker will take care of it.”



“Sure, anything else?” Alisha asked.



“Do you know how to inject into a vein?” Meera asked.



“Yeah,” Alisha said, “I used to be a junkie, I’ve injected a lot of things into a lot of veins.”



“Good then,” Meera said handing over a vial to her, “Carry this with you. Inject it into his vein only once I give you the nod. I’ll let you know when and where to find this guy. Wait for my call.”



“Sure,” Alisha said, "Anything else?"


"Yeah...uh..." Meera spoke with hesitation, "This guy...he might be a bit of a sadist, there is no telling what he might do, but no matter what happens, keep a low profile and do not alert him, alright?"



"Yeah, I'll handle him," Alisha said, "You got the money?"



Meera nodded and handed over a stack of cash to Alisha. Alisha took the money and left.



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After 3 days, Meera received a phone call.



“We’ve found Sharon, and her two siblings. She had confessed that she was behind the attack on your life,” Adil said on the phone, “I’m sending you the location where my men are holding her. Do with her as you please.”



“Thank you, Adil,” Meera said.



She received the location on her phone. Meera had no second thoughts about what she was about to do.



She drove to the place where Sharon was held. It was an abandoned house in a deserted place. There was no other house nearby, no one who could hear their screams. Meera smiled to herself thinking about her devilish plans.



“Hello Sharon,” Meera said entering the house.



Sharon and her two siblings were on their knees with their hands tied behind their back.



Sharon panicked on seeing Meera. She began to cry bitterly.



“I am sorry Meera,” Sharon begged, “I really don’t know what got into me that night…I needed the money for my family…and I…”



Meera just stared into her eyes without any expression.



“I felt guilty immediately…I even came back for you…I really came back to our apartment…but it was too late, the door was wide open and you were gone, I tried your phone, but it was switched off. I knew they would have taken you…I felt terrible Meera…but there was nothing I could have done…”



“How about returning the precious stuff they were after?” Meera asked with a sarcastic smile, “That didn’t look like a good enough option for you?”



Sharon lowered her gaze. “I am really sorry Meera,” she said



“Let me get this straight,” Meera said, “You were sorry so you wanted me thrown off my balcony?



Sharon was tearful. “My informer told me, that Shakeel’s gang had disappeared. Most likely murdered. No one found the bodies, but I knew they weren’t a factor anymore. So, I thought it was safe to return to Mumbai. I have debts Meera,” Sharon cried, “My mother’s sickness drained all the money I had earned, I was just desperate…and then I saw you at a mall one day, and I knew you would be looking for me…so just wanted to...silence you…I am sorry…”



“Wow,” Meera said sarcastically, “You are such an amazing person Sharon!”



“Please, I am sorry…please don’t hurt my family for what I did…” she begged.



Meera smiled. “Where are your manners, Sharon?” she said calmly, “Why don’t you introduce your family to me?”



“Please Meera,” Sharon begged, “They had nothing to do with what I did, they are innocent…please…”



“So, innocent people, what are your names?” Meera said looking at the twins.



No one responded.



Meera was clearly annoyed and signaled one of the men. He walked up to the girl and held a knife to her throat.



“I am Emily,” the girl said tearfully, “and he is my brother Chris.”



“Good girl,” Meera said, “How old are you both?”



“18,” the girl said.



“Interesting,” Meera said with a smile.



“Leave them alone Meera!” Sharon screamed, “Do whatever the fuck you want to me, but leave my family out of this! They had nothing to do with this!”



“Family…ah yes,” Meera said, “Do you remember I had a family too Sharon?”



“I am really sorry about Kabir,” Sharon said tearfully, “Believe me I really am.”



“You are not sorry Sharon,” Meera said bitterly looking at her siblings, “But you are about to be very sorry.”



“No..please no,” Sharon begged, “Please Meera, they are innocent.”



“It is interesting how people use the word ‘innocent’ as per their own sweet convenience,” Meera said gritting her teeth, “Do you know what happened to your innocent roommate after you threw her to the wolves?”



“I am sorry,” Sharon apologized over and over again.



Meera smiled at her helplessness.



“Here’s the thing, Emily and Chris,” Meera said, “Your elder sister had been one hell of a bitch. I really feel like putting a bullet in her head right now. But I am a very kind hearted person, and I give you once chance to save her miserable life.”



Emily and Chris looked at Meera with hope.



“I need you both to do a small task. It’s not difficult, it’s not violent, it is a task of…love,” Meera said with an evil smile.



“Don’t listen to her!” Sharon screamed, “Don’t do a thing she says!”



“It is up to them to decide Sharon,” Meera said, “Whether they want to save your pathetic life of not. Not that you deserve to be alive after what you did, but I am a very merciful woman, Sharon. I won’t hurt your innocent siblings, and I am willing to spare your life too. Only if they are willing to perform a little act of love.”



“Please…don’t hurt our sister,” Chris said, “We will do as you say.”



“Good,” Meera said, “So strip you sister naked and make love to her.”



“What?!” the twins screamed in horror.



“You heard me,” Meera said with a calm smile, “I want to see you both make love to each other and my men here are going to record it on camera.”



“No..please…” they begged, “Anything but not this!”



“Meera you are a sick fuck!” Sharon screamed.



Meera scoffed. “Look who is talking!” she said. The she looked at one of her men and ordered, “Gag her, she doesn’t need that filthy mouth for a while.”



“Alright both of you,” Meera said, “I’ll give you 5 minutes to decide. If you don’t give me an answer by the end of 5 minutes, we will just shoot the three of you and be done with it.”



Meera just sat back on a chair and watched the misery of the whole family. She could see the conflict going on in the minds of the twins. They were crying helplessly, but they knew that would have to give in to her demand eventually.



At the end of 5 minutes, one of the goons held a gun to Sharon’s head.



“Alright, time’s up!” Meera said.



“No!” Emily screamed, “We will do as you say. But please don’t hurt her.”



Meera nodded at one of the men. He poured some scotch in two glasses and dropped a pill in the glass. “Drink, it will make things easier of you,” Meera said.



The twins slowly gulped down the drink. Meera’s goons arranged a dirty mattress on the floor and set up cameras. By then, the drug had begun to work and the twins could feel their heads spinning. The goons pushed the twins on the mattress and signaled them to start.



“Remember, no crying,” Meera said, “I want the best of your smiles in the video or we’ll keep doing this over and over again.”



The twins just stood in front of the camera not knowing what to do.



“Untie her hair and kiss her neck,” Meera ordered Chris, “And Emily, smile!”



With a shaking hand, Chris undid Emily’s braid letting her long black hair hang down her shoulders. The he started kissing her neck as he was ordered to. Emily tried her best to smile at the camera.



“Now, take off all her clothes one by one till she is naked,” Meera ordered.



Knowing they had no choice, Chris took off her top. Emily let him take it off. The with a trembling hand, he reached for her jeans and pulled it down revealing her panties. Then he reached for her bra clasp and removed her bra. He was looking at his sister’s breasts for the first time. He could feel a tingle in his cock. He then slid down her panties and her shaved pussy and perfect ass came into view. Emily stood completely naked in front of all the people in the room and the ruthless camera recoding her humiliation.



Sharon squirmed and tried to scream through her gag. Meera just smiled as she enjoyed the plight of the family.



“Good, now get a good feel of your sister’s body,” Meera ordered Chris.



Chris touched her shoulders and brought his hand down to her breasts and gently cupped them. The he moved his hands lower and touched her pussy and ass. Emily stood with her head lowered in shame. Tears escaped his eyes and his withdrew his hands.



“Cut it!” Meera said playfully as if she was a porn film director, “What did I tell you? No tears and shame, only smiles and happiness. After all you are saving a life here! Now do it again. Feel you sweet sister’s body Chris, and feel it with some passion. Maybe you guys need more drinks.”



Meera’s men forced the twins to have more drinks. As the twins gulped down the spiked drinks, they became more and more intoxicated.



“Good, start now all over again and remember, smiles and sunshine,” Meera ordered.



Chris ran his hands over Emily’s body once again. He was getting aroused by touching her soft skin. He got behind her and cupped her breasts. Her boobs were just the right size, not too small, not too large, just a handful. With great effort, Emily flashed a bright smile to the camera as her brother squeezed her breasts. A moan escaped her lips as his fingers touched her nipples. She involuntarily began to rub her body against his.



Chris then ran his hands on her waist and cupped her pussy with one hand and grabbed her ass with another. He felt the wetness of her pussy and they both blushed a shade of deep red in embarrassment.



“Good,” Meera said, “Now Emily, strip you brother naked. Chris, keep playing with your sister’s nipples as she removes your clothes. And smile once again both of you.”



Emily unbuttoned her brother’s shirt with trembling hands as he continuously teased her nipples arousing her. She removed his shirt and reached for his jeans. She unbuttoned the jeans and slid the zip down. She pulled the pants down. Everyone in the room could see Chris’s erection tenting through his briefs. Emily pulled it down revealing a decent sized cock.



Now the twins stood naked before everyone in the room. A forced smiled was plastered in their faces.



“Go ahead, Emily, feel your brother’s cock,” Meera said, “I am sure you want to kiss it too.”



Emily understood the order and knelt before her brother. She started gently stroking her brother’s cock and felt it harden more. She started kissing and licking his shaft, but her skin burned in shame.



“Wow, Chris, you are already hard,” Meera said, “Looks like you really what to fuck your sister, don’t you?”



Chris broke down in tears. He was losing the battle against his body arousal reinforced by the drugs.



“Wipe of you fucking tears and look into the camera with a smile, and tell everyone how badly you want to fuck your sister,” Meera growled, “And you, Emily, beg him to fuck you.”



Chris couldn’t stop crying. But the he looked at the man holding a gun to Sharon’s head and wiped his tears. He put on a smile and groped Emily’s breasts and said, “I want to fuck you sister.”



Emily too tried her best to smile and said, “I took want your cock deep inside me brother.”



“Naaa…too plain,” Meera said, “Say it again, with some more…passion. Be more descriptive you know and play with her boobs as you say it.”



Chris understood that Meera wanted to hear a more vulgar remark. Chris grabbed Emily boobs and began to play with her nipples with his thumb. Emily’s breathing became heaving and she moaned. “I want to put my hard cock inside your wet cunt and fuck you like that slut you are sister. You would like that, won’t you? You loved to feel your brother’s cock inside you, don’t you slut?”



Emily grabbed his cock and begged, “Yes, please…fuck me with this, I want you to cum inside me…”



“Nice,” Meera said, “Now make her lie down and have a good look at her holes before you fuck her.”



Chris made Emily lie down and opened her legs. One of the men zoomed the camera on her pussy capturing her engorged clit, and dripping wet pussy. Chris spread apart her pussy lips exposing her holes to the camera. He touched her clitoris and she moaned loudly.



Chris positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy and pushed slowly in. One camera captured a close of view of the invasion and another camera captured Emily’s expressions as she felt her brother enter her. Chris was highly aroused and started fucking her right away.



“Wait,” Meera said with a chuckle, “What’s such a hurry to thrust away your cum in her twat?”



Chris blushed and held still with his cock nestled in his sister’s warm pussy. Emily was lying with her legs wide open with her brother’s hard cock deep inside her.



“Play with her nipples as you describe to us how your sister’s pussy feels,” Meera ordered.



“She is..ahh..” Chris struggled to contain his arousal, “warm and tight, and extremely wet, I can feel her pussy gently squeezing my cock, I think her pussy really wants my seed.”



“Your turn, Emily,” Meera said, “Tell everyone how you are feeling.”



“Good…aahh,” she moaned as Chris played with her nipples driving her ecstatic with pleasure, “His cock is so hard…I want to be fucked please.” She began to thrust her hips upwards.



“Fine,” Meera said, “If you both so desperately want to cum in each other, go ahead, and show us how happy you are with your smiles.”



The twins again forced a smile on their faces and started fucking each other. Chris’s cock going in and out of her wet pussy made Emily cum within seconds. She dug her fingernails in his back and heels in his buttocks and she instinctively pulled him closer, wanting him to penetrate deeper. Chris ejaculated deep inside her and fell aside panting due to the most needed release. Once the twins recovered from their orgasms, they sat up, their faces looked miserable in humiliation.



Meera smiled at their plight.



“Party’s not over yet,” she said, “Open your legs, Emily. And you, Chris, play with her clit.”



Emily Opened her legs and everyone could see the trail of cum leaking from her pussy.



“What is that thing coming out of your pussy, Emily?” Meera asked.



“It is my brother’s cum,” Emily said with a forced smile, although her eyes were visibly tearful.



“How did you feel using your sister as you cum dump?” she asked Chris.



“It felt good,” Chris answered with a forced smile.



“Would you both like to do this more often?” Meera asked with a wicked grin.



“Yes,” both of them replied, as they knew that is the answer Meera wants.



“Good,” Meera said, “You can keep fucking each other for the rest of your lives and keep sending us the videos.”



The twins looked nervously at each other.



“What?” Meera said, “Its no big deal, you did it right now and enjoyed it, I am sure you will enjoy it again too. So now I keep my word and I let you both go.”



The twins looked at her with hopeful eyes.



“Of course, I am going to let you go,” she said, “I’m not a monster. I just wanted a little entertainment. But there’s a problem…my men here have been watching your wonderful performance and now you gotta take care of those hard-ons they’ve been having. After all it was you fault that you wanted to fuck in front of all of us.”



The twins began to beg Meera to let them go.



“I said I’ll let you go right after all my men have ejaculated,” she said, “Now stop whining or I change my mind.”



The twin suddenly became quiet.



“Two men will cum in your mouth and two in your asses,” Meera ordered.



Sharon tried to scream through her gag.



“Oh my,” Meera said looking at Sharon, “You’ve been feeling ignored, haven’t you darling? I’ll let you be of some help to your siblings. Take his and lube up their asses while they suck cocks,”



Meera asked her men to untie Sharon and handed over a lube to her.



“You’ll never make me do this bitch!” Sharon screamed.



“Cocks in their asses or bullets in their heads, what is it going to be?” Meera asked with a demonic grin.



“Please stop Meera,” Sharon begged.



“Right after they get fucked in the ass,” Meera said.



Sharon was completely helpless. She walked towards Emily and Chris. Both on them were on their knees with a cock stuffed in their face. Sharon took some lube and started applying it on Emily’s ass.



“Put a finger or two inside and open it up nice and good,” Meera said.



Sharon was in tears as she inserted one finger in her sister’s asshole and wiggled it to open it up. The she managed to out another finger inside and applied the lube inside her ass. The she moved to Chris and applied some lube in his ass. She began finger him too for a while to prepare for the inevitable invasion.



Meanwhile the men fucking their mouths ejaculated on their faces and laughed at how filthy they looked.



“Are their asses ready to be fucked?” Meera asked Sharon.



Sharon nodded tearfully.



“Then who the fuck is going to tell that to the men?” Meera shouted.



“The asses of my brother and sister are ready to be fucked,” Sharon said tearfully.



“Good then make them get on all fours and hold their ass cheeks apart for the gentlemen to fuck them,” Meera gave a cruel order.



Sharon first opened Emily’s ass for one of the men. His cock was particularly. Sharon helped Emily take it slowly till the whole length fit inside her. Emily felt so full like she had never felt before. Then Sharon moved towards Chris. She held his ass cheeks apart as the man slowly invaded him. Chris was emotionally devasted by his rape. He knew he would never be the same again after this. Both the men began thrusting inside the twins tight asses and Meera kept forcing them to keep a smile on their cum covered faces for camera that was capturing their anal rape.



“It’s not fair!” Meera said, “That Emily gets a big cock up her ass and Chris gets a smaller one. I think you should beg the men to interchange places so that you get a big cock too, don’t you Chris? Don’t you want a big cock up your ass?”



Chris broke down in tears.



“You know what happens when you cry, don’t you Chris?” Meera said, “We do the whole thing over and over again till you can do this gracefully with a smile.”



Chris quickly wiped his tears and begged with a smile, “Please I want a big cock too in my ass.”



“Wiggle your ass to be a bit more convincing Chris,” Meera said.



Chris felt devastated. But he knew he had no choice. He wiggled his ass and begged to be fucked.



The men laughed and interchanged places and now Chris and Emily were getting a good pounding in his ass. The men fucked their asses till they ejaculated and the cameras cruelly recorded the thorough degradation of the twins. Both of them knew that their lives are never going to be the same again.




“Now relax for a while both of you,” Meera said, “Bask in the cum shower you’ve received.”



“Come here Sharon,” Meera ordered, “Crawl to me like a bitch.”



Sharon crawled helplessly towards Meera hoping that she’d let her family go.



Meera held her lighter and heated a safety pin till it became red hot. “Do you agree that you’ve been a bitch, Sharon?” Meera asked.



“Yes, I have, I have wronged you Meera,” Sharon said, “But please let my family go. Punish me as you please, but please don’t hurt them anymore.”



“Scream all you want but be very still,” Meera said as she grabbed Sharon’s hair.



Sharon closed her eyes as she realized what Meera was about to do. Meera touched the red-hot pin to her forehead and began writing. Sharon groaned in pain but didn’t resist. Meera wrote the word BITCH across Sharon’s forehead and smiled at her art. She knew, the skin burned by the hot metal was going to scar leaving a permanent mark.



“Come, smile for a selfie just like old times,” Meera said holding her close.



Sharon could see the degrading word written on her forehead and broke into tears. Meera happily captured her broken expression in the selfie.



“Alright,” Meera said looking at Chris and Emily, “Party is over. I’m sending you back to your hostel as promised. You know what will happen if you talk, I suppose.”



“We won’t say anything to anyone,” the twins begged, “Please let us go.”



“Take them both back safely,” Meera said to one of her men.



Sharon was relieved that Meera was finally letting her family go.



“What about Sharon?” Emily asked.



“She is going to be our guest for a while,” Meera said as two men grabbed Sharon and took her away.



Meera took the camcorder and got into her car. She drove to back to Emerald palace. Adil saw Meera and smiled.



“So, did you have fun?’ Adil asked Meera with a wicked smile.



“You bet I did,” Meera chirped, “Thank you Adil, thanks for everything.”



“You are welcome darling,” Adil said, “It was nothing really.”



“Sharon…she is all yours now,” Meera said.



“Ah well,” Adil said, “My men told me you ruined her face so she ain’t much use to me now. But yeah I know people who could use her. Its just…you’ve just ensured a double hell for her.”



“Well,” Meera said with a bright smile, “I don’t have the slightest regret.”



“I’m just glad you got what you wanted,” Adil said.



Meera smiled and suddenly became very quiet.



“So hey…” she spoke after a brief silence, “I…uh…gotta quit the job like I discussed. I am sorry.”



Adil cupped her face lovingly in his palms and kissed her forehead, “Don’t be sorry, Meera. I promised you I’d let you go whenever your wish. You’ve risked your life for me so many times, taken so much pain and you’ve always been so graceful. If you want to quit, all I have to say is, I wish you all the best for your life. Go girl, live and be happy.”



“I don’t know if I’ll ever be truly happy,” Meera said, “Its just that, since I’ve found out about my childhood and some horrible things that some people did to someone I love, it’s not letting me sleep.”



“I understand Meera,” Adil said, “Do what you need to.”



“So…I’ll see you around,” she said hugging Adil. He hugged her back.



“Hey, I almost forgot,” Meera said handing over the camcorder to Adil, “A parting gift.”



Adil played the video of the twins having sex that she had recorded and smiled. “You are a little she-devil, you know that?” he said.



“I know,” she said as she winked at him.



“These two are what 18?” Adil said as he enjoyed the contents of the video, “I could control them for their entire life with this.”



“That’s exactly the plan,” Meera said with a smile.



“This boy with that cute ass,” Adil said, “I have clients who love that kind of stuff.”



“I’m sure these twins are going to love working with you,” Meera said with a wicked grin, “That video is quite persuasive.”



“Sure, it is,” Adil said with a smile, “Thanks Meera.”



Meera bent over and kissed his cheek.



“Call if you ever need anything,” Adil said smiling at her, “And if you ever want your old job back, you know I’d love to have you back.”



“Thanks, Adil,” Meera said waving at him and blowing him a goodbye kiss, “You are a darling.”



**************************************************************************



Almost a week later, Aryan called Meera.



“Reyansh is going to attend a friend’s birthday party tonight at Mariott, at around 10 pm,” Aryan said.



“Thank you,” Meera said, “Aryan…uh…could you come over tonight, please…I need you.”



“Everything OK Meera?” he asked.



“Yes, I’m fine, I’m just getting a bad feeling about tonight,” she said.



“I’ll be there don’t worry,” he said.



Meera hung up and called Alisha, “Mariott, at 10pm”



Alisha reached the party. She looked ravishing in a shimmering evening gown.



She walked up to the bar counter and ordered a drink. As she sipped her drink, scanned the bar for her target. And finally, she spotted Reyansh.
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