What have I done?
The first time I sent her to pleasure another man (in part 2), I knew that I am crossing a line even with a slut like Amrita. But she didn’t seem to hesitate or mind what I put her into.
“Why did you do it?”, I texted Amrita.
“Do what?”, she asks.
“Offer yourself to everyone I asked”, I add.
“First of all, YOU offered me to everyone YOU wanted. None of those were my wish, VISH!”, she taunts.
“I never wanted to make you feel less. I didn’t know where the line was. Would you forgive me?”, I ask her.
“Forgive you? For what? I like being fucked Vish! I liked it when Shivam and Yash had their dicks in front for me to devour. Swallowing their cum was my pleasure. Letting the watchman have me was something I never imagined would happen and made me feel cheap but I enjoyed it. You know why? Because I knew you were watching. The thought of you watching made me cum. All I was doing was giving a performance for YOU! And I would do it again if you respected me but no. You treat me like nothing but a cheap slut who will give her pussy to any one. I’m done!”
Her words stung like a bee. I knew I deserve it after the way I treated her.
“Are you not?”, I type and then I delete it. “You are right my love, I haven’t treated you right.”, I send it.
“Duh?”, she sends.
Oh boy is she pissed! “Can you give me a chance? I want to make it right by you.”, I plead.
“A chance at what exactly? Did you forget how you sold me to Aman? I cannot believe I fell for it.”, she denies.
“Amrita look, I will do it again. Shivam already asked for you and I agreed. You can say no, it is up to you.”
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From Amrita’s perspective:
THE AUDACITY OF THIS MAN
I feel butterflies in my stomach when I read this. This man makes me discover myself in ways I didn’t even dream of. The thought of becoming a slut for his pleasure makes my stomach dance. I hate him for treating me like this but I love doing it too. I put a finger in myself as I read his message. The mixture of anger and excitement flush through me as I massage my clit and slide my finger in my hole. I don’t have any imagination going through my head but I cannot control myself. I get lost, I am high. I moan loudly, “Oh I am such a slut for you”. That’s when my blood rushes to my brain and everything goes black. The pussy juices flow and my body relaxes. I am in no mood to reply or even think for that matter. I dose off.
My phone rings and its SHIVAM! Oh Fuck! I watch it ring out. I immediately check my messages and it is flooded with Vish and Shivams.
I call Vish.
Me – What the hell is this? I am not doing it, I told you.
Vish – Really, then why did you touch yourself last night?
Me – What do you mean?
Vish – Go and look at our chats.
Oh my god! I sent him a voice note! I SENT HIM A VOICE NOTE!!
I freak out and cut the call. I sit there in silence until my phone rings again. It’s Vish again.
Me – What do you want?
Vish – Say no and I will call it off.
Me – What?
Vish – Say no and I will call Shivam and tell him you’re not going to meet him.
Me – And is that supposed to mean that you care about me all of a sudden? Suddenly I am a person now?
Vish – Amrita, stop worrying. I am a jerk. I know I am. But I do care about you. If you don’t wanna do this, you have away out.
Me – Do you really? And is this your way of showing me love? Selling me like a prostitute.
Vish – Yes Amrita! For fucks sake. You touched yourself last night. When you wear a red dress, the entire crowd checks you out. You are the ‘it girl’. Come back to your senses and meet Shivam in the car he is there to pick you up.
Me – Five thousand.
Vish – What?
Me – Get me five thousand!
Vish – For what?
Me – For sucking his cock. That’s what you want right?
Vish – No. Just get in the fucking car.
I just cannot decide what to wear. I wanted suggestions but I was not going to ask Vish. I decide to call Shivam up.
Me – Hi, would you mind coming in? I am too tired to dress up at all.
Shivam – All right.
I open the door wearing only one black tshirt and black panties. The moment he enters I ask him to lock the door and I kneel in front of him. I touch him over his black trousers. He is already semi hard. I pull it out and take it in my mouth, I suck the tip hard stroking the rest of the shaft with my hand. I stroke faster keeping a good suction on the tip like sucking the cum out of the dick. I massage his balls with the other hand and then his moans get louder. He is now holding my head, moaning and grunting. I know he is close. In no time he explodes and I let it all fall on the floor.
Me – You lasted longer that day Shivam.
Shivam – You are a goddess with that mouth. Now go get ready.
Me – Ready for what? You’re done aren’t you? Who else is coming?
Shivam – No one is coming. Just get ready I have little surprise for you.
Me – I am no mood. Some other day. Bye.
Shivam – Amrita Vish is waiting for you! Just wear a black dress please.
I go and find a black slit dress. I head out with him as if going on a fucking date. I still don’t know what the fuck is going on.
I sit in his car. Are you going to tell me anything? I didn’t have to put any make up on I applied some lipstick before I left and I am doing my eyes right now.
Shivam – Vish has something he wants to show you. And he wanted you to wear black. I have to mention your thighs looks amazing in it.
Me – Thanks. What has he got now? Is there a way he can make me feel any worse?
Shivam – Have some patience and you’ll know
Me – And now you are talking like him. Great.
He stops at a brewery, drops me and heads off. I stand there clueless. That’s when someone grabs my hand. It’s Vish.
I shake his hand off as I am still fuming. I don’t even know why I am here. I hate his guts right now. But that’s when his smell hits my nose. Oh my god! What is that fragrance? That’s not his regular perfume. He takes me to a table that he has pre-booked. He orders beer for my and asks for what topping I want on my pizza. I refuse to answer.
He choses something and sends the waiter off. He turns to me and asks, “Do you like the place?”
Me – The place? What are you doing Vish? Why am I here?
Vish – I called you here. I wanted to make it up to you, didn’t I mention?
Me – Having me suck Shivam? That’s how?
Vish – Having you what?? That wasn’t even! How dare he!
Me – Wait! Stop. Stop. Ok maybe I misunderstood. I didn’t ask why he had come. I just thought that’s what he needed. I didn’t let him speak.
Vish – So he didn’t even ask for it and you gave him a blowjob?
Me – I just assumed that based on your messages.
Vish – You clearly didn’t read them properly. He was only there to pick you up. And then you blame me for everything. Come on Amrita. You are a beautiful woman and a slut. Who cares?
Me – I do! I might enjoy sex but doesn’t mean I will let you mistreat me like that. You treat me like a whore.
Vish – Take a look at that table. Those five guys have been glancing at us since the moment we sat here. They are looking at you.
I turn and there I see the group of guys. One of them is really handsome and is wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone and sleeves rolled up. There’s another tall guy with a tattoo on his arm. Then there are three others who I didn’t take a good look at.
Me – What is your point?
Vish – It’s that I like you. And the first time we met was a scenario which isn’t very filmy-romantic okay! If you don’t want to continue this then let me know but don’t stay mad at me and please don’t every go away. I care about you. You and you secrets are both safe with me.
I don’t say a word but also cannot hold back my tears. I don’t want to say anything just yet but I have been dying to hear this.
Me – Let’s just have beer.
Vish – In no time.
We have our beer while talking about random college stuff. Vish pulls out a 500 rupees note and hands it to me. “Pull down the zip of your dress”, He demands.
I take the note first and look at him with lust because I know what he is thinking. I put the note in my purse and unzip my dress all the way down. My hair hides most of my exposed back and the dress barely holds in place. I keep it exposed for a good minute before zipping back up.
Me – So, what was that for?
Vish – A good view for the gentlemen behind you.
Me – Gentle? I hope not.
Vish – Follow me
I do as he asks. He leads me to the washroom lobby and signals me into the mens room. I enter. He pushes me against the wall and kisses me hard. The next moment he has unzipped my dress and this time I let it fall off my shoulder. His right hand cups my left boob and presses hard over the black bra I’m wearing. I moan. His firm hands fondle my breasts like dough and I keep moaning in his grip. I can hear myself echo in the empty washroom and the fact that it is the mens room turns me on even more.
He turns me around and snaps open my bra. A hard spank lands on my ass followed by another harder on which makes me squeal. I curl my fingers into a fist against the wall where my face is buried too. The tissue in my hand gets crumbled with force as my grip tightens in anticipation.
He pulls my dress down letting it fall off. With my bare back facing him and ass raised thanks to my heels, I await his hand to land on my body. He pulls down my panties that lands crumbled at my feet along with my poor dress. He spreads my ass and spits in the crack. He spreads the spit around my vagina with his dick which sends chills down my spine. “Just put it in”, I demand. “Maybe I will let one of those gentlemen put it in you”, he replies. I suddenly feel scared. Is he serious? But before I can even complete my thought, he pushes his dick in. “Ahh fuckkkk vish”, I scream. The echo hits my own ear again. I moan again, “Fuck that’s good”, just to hear my own moan. He continues pounding me from behind, he fees bigger than before. Or am I tighter? I don’t care I love it too much. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck”, I moan in his rhythm. He spanks me and I squeal again. I love the echo this washroom is creating.
“I like being fucked in the mens room.”, I think to myself. I start rubbing my clit, he fucks me good. The rhythm is perfect. The orgasm right there. Oh fuck, god I am cumming. My legs shake and I am there with my ass out, hands on the wall, wet thighs and nothing but bra hanging on my shoulders that’s covering nothing.
“Don’t move”, he says. He takes a picture of my condition on his phone. “What are you doing?”, I ask. “Saving a memory”, he answers.
I hook my bra and pull my dress up. I hand Vish my panties and kiss his lips. We kiss for a good 5 minutes. That when he says , “How much for all of them?”
Me – What?
Vish – All the boys. They are outside waiting for you.
Me – You want me to be cheap?
Vish – God I love these filthy words from your mouth!
Me – You have turned me into a filthy slut.
Vish sticks his head out the washroom door. That’s when two men enter. I cannot believe my eyes. Let me introduce them. The first is the guy (Himanshu) with an arm tattoo who walks in, straight upto me. I back up against one of the bathroom stalls. He stands so tall, I have to stretch my neck to look at his french beard and big eyes. The second guy (Mahir) stands beside him. They look at me like they are going to beat me up. My heart is racing and I am scared.
Mahir – You are the biggest slut I have ever seen
Himanshu – Look at her, she just had Vish’s dick and is all dressed up like it is her daily routine.
Mahir – Why did you even bother? We are going to take it off anyways.
Me – I didn’t know
Himanshu – Well now you do. We are right here. Loosen up.
I unzip my dress for the third time today. I let it fall revealing my figure to them. I leave them dumbstruck. Before they can utter another smart word, I place my right hands on each of their crotches rubbing their shafts from above their jeans. I kneel and unzip Himanshus jeans meanwhile Mahir has his dick out already. It is hard at 5 inches I start stroking it easily with my left hand. Himanshu helps me with his jeans and reveals a massive 8 inch cock. I am not shocked. I take it in my mouth immediately. I know my way around and 8 inch. Sucking and stroking with my right hand while jerking off Mahirs dick. They moan together and that sound remind me of how much I love washroom acoustics.
I suck their dicks for 5 minutes. My jaw hurts at this point. I just want them to fuck me. I get on all fours and hover my ass for the taking. Himanshu in no time shoves his dick inside me. Tearing my hole as he does. The dick glides through because I am soaked. But the stretch brings tears to my eyes. I love it. Mahir shoves his dick in my mouth, Being fucked from both ends feels like heaven. Specially after the fuck with Vish. My pussy is all active and ready for action. After 8 minutes of fucking from both ends, Himanshu finishes inside me and leaves the washroom handing a 500 rupee note to Vish on his way out. I am still blowing Mahir who has caused immense pain to my jaw by this time. Fuck me! I demand of him.
He goes behind me and starts ramming me, his smaller dick finds a spot completely different that the last one. I have my orgasm and collapse on the bathroom floor. Mahir finishes on my ass. And leaves handing another 500 rupee note to Vish.
I lay there looking at Vish standing by the window with my faint vision.
He comes and helps me clean up. Uses tissues to wipe cum off my ass and cleans my thighs as well. He hooks my bra, lifts my dress and walks me to the cash counter. Immediately pays the bills and we head down where Shivam is waiting in the car. I am gently placed in the back seat. I am enjoying this pampering even though I don’t need it.
Vish sits on the front seat and I take my chance to doze off.
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