Lascivious Desire

Chapter Fourteen: Inviting

Chapter Fourteen: Inviting

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Nandini

His words warned me— telling me if I do any mistake then I would buried in the floor alive.

Meeting his eyes, I tried to get free of his grip but he didn't care and watching me and demanding an answer. But what will I say? Agreed to his barbarous proposal? Being his slave for life until he release me?

Do I want this? No I don't. I didn't escape a jail for this fate but do I have a choice?

No.

His words rang through my ear again.

"Did you get it?" looking like a cherry I nodded my head to him.

"In words," i know his finger will leave a mark on my jaw.

Another mark.

Painfully I said the words to him. "Yes. I get it."

"Don't forget that I obtained you from you parents and now you are belong to me. So behave properly or I wouldn't mind to send you to the real place." Pushed me harder I landed on the floor, collided with the bed side.

I groaned.

Seeing me— observing me for a while then he left me alone. "Eat. I don't like a thin girl."

Shuttered. Broken. Surviving this cruel world is impossible. Why can't god let me live a little? Water flows on my cheeks... memories of my past crushing me down, and here he is trying to get his hands on me— what a fate!

The happy memories I spend with the girls come back, consoling me that I am not alone but I am alone... alone with a monster.

Cursing my fate I laid on the cold ground, crawled to me— holding myself tightly, protecting me from the all bad memories which running in my visions.

Hoping it will fade away but it's not. How much I tried the memories made a wound in my body and soul— and in my heart and mind, in every inch screaming the pain. And how much I tried but I can't forget.

I didn't recover over my past yet that I am forced to face my present where I am just a prisoner... nothing else.

His words was so painful.... "You are just a slave here. After finishing you work, you will hand over to another customer."

Like I am a thing that he will hand over to someone after getting satisfied. I am not a laying slut who will only warm the bed when they needed me. I am human and a girl— and I have feelings, I also get hurt... blood is also spill out when I cut myself... when someone give me pain.

I am not a slut.

Why can't they understand that? Is it too hard to know the fact that I can also feel the pain?

The floor got sticky where I cried... stood up I went to washroom... feeling cold after laying on the ground. I can't believe that I enjoyed his touch. How could I enjoy his touch when he was literally forcing him to me?

What was this tingly feeling that I am having when he is around?

Why my body was so desperate to feel him? Why it cried out when he left me?

I was so desperate... so desperate to touch by him... when still I have no idea about any intimacy with opposite $ex. But still I was dying to feel his hands on my body... exploring by those hands.

Shaking my head... I cursed myself for this disgraceful thoughts.

Nandini, how could you think like this? Stop this or you will get burn. And you don't deserve any heart break after all of this.

Washing my face I took a time to look at my face— checking myself from head to toe.

Not bad but the marks I am hiding behind this face is nasty and painful and no one can heal the pain and the marks will remain forever.

At least he made sure it when he hurt me.

Taking off the tops I came to the room to change it but wearing the br* because it's not wet too much, just a little.

After finding a loose tops, i was going to wear it but paused as the door opened.

Shocked at sudden burst. Didn't expect that he would come at the middle of night.

Oh god, can't I get a peaceful night?

Groaning painfully, I saw his eyes stick on my breast then realized I am just wearing a br* and a jeans.

Shit!

How embracing!

I tried to run to the washroom but his hands wrapped around my waist, stopping me.

"Why so hurry, little vermin?" tracing his fingers on my spine.... Sucking the breath I tried to control myself.

I didn't expect that. This guy is unbelievable... no shame... no manner... no decency— how could he live with this nasty soul? No respect for a woman.

Pushing him but his hold tightened on me and warning me to defy him then he will show me the consequences.

Unbelievable.

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Manik

Gasping hard, I punched on the bag again. Trying to calm down my inner monster which is awakening up because of her.

Control.

Control Manik.

I again punched and hold the punching bag, leaning my head on the bag I took rest for a while. Maybe I need to be stricter with her. She has to learn how to behave and how to obey me.

I am not a fool who will go into la... la... land for a girl just because she is fu*king beautiful.

Wiping the swelter, I went to do push-ups— controlling my urge to take her right now... imagining her tight pus*y around my co*k— pounding to her... sweating... screaming my name....

Damn.

I lay back on the ground, placing my two hands under the back of head... listening to my heartbeat which is racing so fast at the image of her naked pus*y in front me... wetting... dripping for me.

Oh I am so eager to taste her. I have to start my work on her soon— can't take the risk of waiting. This girl has a bad habit of running and I have to take a charge.

Stood up... I walked out of the gym to see her.

I have to take her to a lonely place where she will live alone with me only. Guys can stay here... have their fun. But not her... she is coming with me to my private house.

Smirking at the idea, I silently praised myself.

Brushing my hair.... I opened the door but didn't expect to see her in this condition.

Twitching... paining... I groaned.

Bloody fu*k!

Watching her every move as she tried to hide her body from my eyes... but I didn't miss a bit of it... fu*k. Walking fast to her realizing what is she going to do now.

And as I thought she ran towards the washroom but I am faster than her... my hand circles on her waist stopping her... caging her in my arms.

She groaned angrily.

God, she is feisty although she didn't try to show it but subconsciously she did all the time and I fu*king love it. Tracing the fingers on her skin make her shiver with the enthusiasm I am feeling right now so she can know that I am all up for her.

I pressed the hard groin on her lower back, little grinding to her so she can feel and take that as a warning— she stiffed.

Smirking I slowly make her face me... still holding her, squeezing her waist roughly— she looked at me with teary eyes, begging me to stop.

Oh I would love to see her begging when I would be inside her and taking her roughly—deeply.

"Why hiding babe? It's okay... it's me only," telling her with a husky tone.

"Please, stop." She begged.

Oh, God... her voice— it's a torturous feeling.

I lead her to the bed, roaming my hands on her body as I placed her on the soft mattress. She gasped at the proximity— pushing me— denying me the access made me hungrier for her.

I love this resistance game.

I loved the way she protest to deny me my right... it's tempting me— making me more desperate.

I know I can't control... tracing my lips on her jaw line, my hands rubbing her back finding the hook— she moaned lowly but it's came out like a cry... looking at her I saw she is sweating and panicking....

FU*K! Not again.

She cried out....

"Don't. Please, don't." stopping me... begging to me... as someone burned her— not the way I am thinking but in other way. She ached her back in pain like someone hit her...

Fu*k, what's going on?

And as I step back I saw she fall back senselessly.

What the hell? Is that how I am going to spend my night with her here?

What is her problem? Frowning... watching her senseless body... I left her alone.

Not in mood to handle this drama. I am in big trouble. If she is that innocent then it's her fault. Next time I am not taking this s**t.

Adjusting my groin I went to the shower. Need a fu*king cold shower.

The girl is a tempting s**t. Taking off my cloths I stood in the shower... feeling the cold water ran through my body— my stiff co*k relax a bit but not enough... so holding it I started to stroke it...

Don't know how long it will take to fu*k her.

Pumping hard— imagining her underneath me, opening for me to enter and claim her. Fu*k, Nandini. Moaning her name I climaxed— viewing that my semen are covered her tummy.....

Fu*k.

I am going to transfer her to my private chamber tomorrow... no guys... no waiting— only fu*king her mind and body.

Really, would you?

Jumping as like my inner mind spoke to me. Ignored the fact I wrapped the towel on my lower part I came out.

Dialing Harshad number I told him the arrangements so he can inform those jokers.

So be prepared Nandini Murthy for your real world. You take me as a grunted one... now I will show you the real fu*k.

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Mukti

Pacing around this filthy room... worried like hell but I am helpless and first time it's making me angry.

I never felt helpless in my life. I liked to take control of my life and here I am totally blocked out. Manger told me that I am the next one to give a show to the customers but I know today I can't.

I will do a mistake which will lead me to something else.

Nervous... fisting my palms— I punched the wall.

Bloody hell. It's hurt.

Crying... thinking about Nandini. I didn't heard about her after Manik took her. I don't have any clue about their place that I would go there and help Nandini to escape him.

Aliya informed me that the big masculine guy is here. But not the others and I am not interested to ask anything about Nandini to him. He is a trouble maker for me.

And I don't like it. He is one of the reason that I am feeling so helpless and out of control. Hating him so much.

If I have a guts to kill him then I would....

My thoughts were remain to me as the manager enter the room.

Taking a deep breath I went out for the show.

Okay Mukti, let's do this then you can think properly.

Taking the position on the front... I looked over the room, eyeing them seductively... measuring them, targeting my customer for today but hell I know I am so nervous today.

Music starts and I hold the stand twirling around slowly as I got the duck of the night.

The jam was sensual and my body automatically started to move but I want to take slow today.... Don't want be fully opened.

Licking my lips, I swirl my hips crossing the legs over the stand and swirl seductively— winking at him. Bent down a little showing my moves to him as he is fu*kingly eyeing me...

Stupid old d**k.

Moving with music... swaying my hips— increasing the old man's desire, rhythm take me fully.

The man's eyes wide... licking his lips— hungry.

Cursing him in my mind... I do the swirl even more seductively... swaying my hips with every movement. Lifting my one leg, wrapping them around the stand I pointed my finger to him and telling him to come close.

This music is the best part of this dance— it can burn you and take you to higher and higher, making you greedy for more but you can't take it... can't touch it until we want you to touch by others.

Looking at the old a$$hole who adjusted his co*k publicly and walked to me as I ordered him to do... my eyes abruptly turned a little to the corner where a man sitting on the dark— watching me, feeling me or maybe not.

I didn't see the face but I shivered.

Music feeling me again as my whole body burned with the sensation... but ignored him I focus on my old d**k a$$hole to get over the night.

Again swirling around as I watch my desire who is sitting in dark. Desire captive me and forcing me to do the sin that I always wanted to do.

But my past stopped me.

Swirling around, unknowingly I am eager to please the man who is sitting out of my range.

Dark, mysterious... and mostly dangerous.

I felt that a$$hole roamed his hands on my legs... feeling disgusted but that's is my reality— I take back my legs and motioned him to sit on the front chair but my mind is focusing on the dark figure.

Feeling like I saw him before... somewhere.

Again looking at the corner I saw him shifted his leg and spread them a little— inviting dangerously.

So welcoming... and anyone would be please to go there and give him a show but I am not those girls. So back off. I only do the stripe dance not the other things.

But I am curious... and literally wanted to go there and sit on his lap... pleasuring him and doing whatever he wants me to do but I controlled myself.

I saw a girl went to him and sat on his lap, grinding and shoving her breast to his face but he twisted and I saw his eyes.... so mysterious and alarming the danger.

Angry at the situation that I am not the girl who is pleasuring although his eyes locked to mine. Feels like I saw them before.

Very welcoming and inviting but it holds a warning that preventing me to go there.

And I am not ready to take the risk.

I am good with the way I am now.

Be happy with that girl stranger.

Smirking I focus on my old man smiling seductively as I slowly opened the top button of my shirt... pressing my boobs to make him delighted with the fantasy. He shifted and wanted to see more.

In one swift move I went to him holding his neck— half sitting on the older man's lap... swaying my hips and grinding slowly but he tried to grip my hips— I quickly moved away.

I am just a dancer not a fu*king lay for him. Bastard.

But I little did I know I am doing this show for the person who is sitting far away from this center.

I can guess that he is not a normal person... might be a VIP. Then what is he doing in the random section?

My body alarmed for the unknown reason but I make myself calm and didn't let my nervousness control me. Tensing although I swirl with confidence... then the music ends.

The man groaned and wanted another show but I am not in mood and I am not the girl for this old bastard so I motioned other girl to take the place and I went inside.

Wiping the sweat from my head I relaxed a bit.

I am worried for Nandini... and here the big masculine guy making me nervous... inviting me for more.

Today I performed slowly but not badly. I know my works and I know every customer is pleased and some are disappointed because I didn't take them as my night charmer.

Opening the shirt.... I throw it to the trash. Filthy shirt. I don't think I would ever wear this short thing in my outer world.

Never.

Disgusting thing.

Took the makeup remover and poured it to the cotton— as I was going to apply it the door opened.

What the fu*k? I locked it then how....

I paused as I saw the large figure stood at the door.... leaning to the side and smirking at me.

Holy fu*k.

My breath caught as I realized who he is! Smirking at me more when he saw my reaction— satisfied with the reaction like he caught me.

"Hello stripper. Up for the private show? "

It feels like I got a punch straight on my face.

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