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I slept very soundly that day. I don’t know why. The whole day passed very cheerfully. I went to the office as usual. Today I worked very actively compared to the past.
My duty time was over, and I went for a cab. Javed was waiting for me. I went and sat in the back seat. The driver said hello to me. Instead, I smiled and wished Javed with my eyes.
When we left the office campus, Javed asked me. “Madam. Shall we go to the ground?” With that question, something unknown shook me. I remembered everything that happened on the ground yesterday. I was silent in the dilemma of whether to go. Or not.
But the driver asked me again and suddenly “yes” came out of my mouth. We reached the ground. The ground was the same as always, away from the main road. And it was dark all around with no chance of anyone coming there.
I sat in the driving seat with Javed. I realized that my heart was beating very fast. I sat in front of him in the driver’s seat and started driving. I’m getting a little tense today. But that bastard is behaving very professionally.
He didn’t even try to touch me but somehow. My mind was completely lost. I repeatedly remembered the lustful fight between us here at this same time yesterday. He was just verbally indicating to me without touching me.
My body was waiting for his touch. After some time, I pushed my seat (punch) back a little to touch him. I thought he would understand my feelings. But he still behaves like a professional. Teaching me to drive. I was trying to suppress my urges. But my body wouldn’t listen to me.
I wanted to stop the car and rape that bastard. But very calmly. I moved back a little and sat directly on the wadi rod. However, there was no response from him. Unable to control myself, I grabbed his hand and put it on my boobs.
I expressed my desire very raw. But he took his hand back and told me to stop the car. I stopped the car. Javed pushed me out of the car. He also got out of the car and lit a cigarette.
Javed: Madam, what are you doing?
Amrita: Javed. How can you act as if nothing happened between us?
Javed: Madam, you said yesterday to forget everything that happened yesterday. Why are you doing it now?
Amrita: Yes. But now, with your touch, my desire is dominating me. Javed. I begged you not to push me away.
Javed: Madam, listen carefully. I am not your toy to do as you want.
Amrita: Sorry. I didn’t say that.
I can’t believe what’s happening to me. Beautiful. Sexy. Married. At this time of the night, I am trying to get comfortable with a dirty bastard. I never dreamed that I would become like this.
So many cute guys in the office were dying for my laugh. I never really gave any of them a chance. But now I’m so disappointed with this bloody bugger here. Let’s see what happens with them. “If Amrita asks. Will you say no, bastard?”
I tried to go near him. But the bastard went behind the car. Lighting a cigarette in his mouth. I took the lighter and lit it. Now I am standing in front of him.
Javed: Ma’am. All rich people like you use poor people like us just for your wishes. Your needs. But we never think we have feelings.
Amrita: I’m sorry, Javed. I never said that. Please try to understand that I am a married woman. I am tensed that if anyone finds out, it will ruin my life.
Javed: That’s what I’m telling you. To put it bluntly, go fuck yourself. Please leave me alone.
Amrita: I’m sorry, Javed. Do whatever you want. I will never say no to your wish.
While saying this, without realizing it, tears came out of my eyes. I really can’t believe it, either.
Javed: No, ma’am. Let’s stop driving classes from tomorrow. I don’t want to come with you either.
Amrita: Javed. Please. Please don’t talk to me like this. Forgive me. Merge me into you. Fulfil my desires.
(Shit! I’ve become. Like a sex slave. Like a slut. Talking like this)
Javed: So tomorrow again you will pass the time with me.
Amrita: No. No, trust me. I won’t do anything like that.
Saying this, I was trying to hug him. Javed stopped me. And blew smoke from his mouth on me. I was smiling.Intoxicated.Looking into Javed’s eyes with lustful eyes.
Javed: Ma’am. Do you want to do this with me? Are you sure?
Amrita: Yes. I am sure.
Javed: Well, listen, I have my conditions. If you accept them, we can do this.
Hearing this, I was happy and hugged him tightly, but he pushed me aside.
Javed: Madam, first listen to me. Think. Please tell me if you think it’s ok.
- First, I say that I will not create any problems for you in your life.
(I want the same)
- I will be professional with you in front of people other than us. But when we are together, I will call you Amrita, and you will call me Javed.
(Bastard. Are you smart)
- When we’re together or having sex, when I command you, you should not say no to anything I say.
(Oh, I also like male dominance in sex.)
- I will beat you up. Torture you in sex. Or treat you like my property.
(What?)
- Most importantly. I will love you when I want you. Not according to your will.
Now get into your seat in the car and think about this. If you agree to all of these. Let your hair down. Take off your top. Come out. That too before I finished the cigarette.
Javed said and lit a cigarette. I got into the car and started thinking. I didn’t know what to do.
Everything is confusing to me. If I accept his demands, he will abuse me and ruin my life. If I don’t accept it, my pussy will fade without happiness. All my youth will be wasted. Again my heart beats very fast. My mind went blank.
What will Amrita do?
To be continued.
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