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Rima was lying on her bed thinking about the recent events in her life. She was wondering what had happened to her, why she gets so easily seduced by other men. The fucking with guards could have been easily avoided if she had acted tough, but instead she was excited and horny by the touch of other men. She keeps reminding herself that she was blackmailed but deep within her heart she knew she wanted it, she enjoyed it. Even after passing of two months since the first time both the guards fucked her, she cannot resist it and continued to let herself being used.

Rima felt her husband Abhi touch her shoulder, she stiffed at his touch. She knew he would be looking for sex but she felt in no mood to do that. Abhi was the same person whose touch once sends shivers down her spine but now she felt it as a turnoff. At first she thought of refusing, but then she found his hard cock pressing against her bums. He must be horny she thought, it's been long time since they had sex. Abhi turned her towards him and moved his hands inside her night gown.

Hardly any words were spoken and he forced his cock into her almost dry cunt. She derived no passion, no excitement from the act. She closed her eyes and instantly the strong body of Salim flashed before her eyes. Involuntarily she moaned and started to buck her hips to match his strokes. Later, after he finished and rolled over, he spoke,

"You felt so tight today."

It's not tight, I was dry you idiot, she thought but remained silent. She was angry of herself, why can't she just have normal sex with her husband without inviting anyone else in her mind. This does not happen when she is with others, she would be on fire. She knew what she was doing is not correct and wanted to stop, but every time her boss Pawar slipped his hand onto her ass, she cannot stop.

It was Saturday and she was getting ready for work while Abhi was relaxing as it was his off.

"You know we have to go to this party tonight don't be late," she spoke while grabbing her bag and rushing towards the door.

"Ya I know," he spoke lazily, "what am I going to do there it will be your office people."

"It's not an office party, so many on the top businessmen of Delhi will be there, it would be a good opportunity for you to get new clients for your company," she commented.

"Ok, I will pick you up from office," he replied. Rima rushed out to the parking. It's early June and Delhi was hot like hell, temperatures soaring over 40 degree Celsius. Even as early as 8.45 in the morning the heat was unbearable. Putting the AC of the car at full blast and his favourite radio channel at low volume she drove off into the busy streets. She thought about the party in the evening. Although few staff of the office would be present it was not exactly the office party. This party was thrown by a client of the bank, some occasion which she didn't bother to remember and Pawar insisted that she should go with him. When she told Abhi about it he was not pleased that she would be going out with Pawar, so she invited him too. Look how he is acting as if I am dragging him to the party, she thought. She was a bit nervous spending the evening with Pawar and her Abhi together. I don't care, let Pawar fuck me in his presence, she thought. She giggled and at the same time felt aroused.

She remembered about the day when Pawar was not in the office and the guards took advantage of her. Pawar already knew about it and was cool about it. Rima was surprised initially about his reaction and felt disgusted, but later she started to enjoy the no string attached sex with them.

Although it was Saturday she wore a saree to office to be ready for the party in the evening. As she entered the office few of the staff was surprised with her attire while some of them blatantly ogled her sexy curves. The saree was light chocolate colour d****d tightly around her body with a matching low cut blouse. She seductively walked across the office ignoring the men admiring her.

"Hi, Rima," Mani called out, "looking great today... going out for some party."

"Ya, I have to go out somewhere in the evening," she replied. She didn't want to tell where and with whom so she just changed the topic and started talking about the latest project he was handling. Mani now behaved normal with her and never brought out the topic of Pawar or tried to advise her. She had a hunch that he knows a lot but as he never mentioned it to her, she was fine with it. Later she got busy with the work and the day passed quickly. In the evening she met Pawar.

"My god you are looking so hot," he commented, "the weather too is so romantic after this unexpected shower."

"You are always in a romantic mood," she smiled, "beware my hubby is also joining." He made a bad face and Rima laughed. Later when Abhi came to pick her up she introduced him to her boss.

"He is Mr Pawar my boss and he is Abhi my husband," both of them shook hands. While Abhi looked at him with respect and was dwarfed under his superior aura, Pawar inspected him with humour, feeling macho at having fucked his wife. They made some small talk and then Pawar offered them to drive along with him. Abhi parked his car in the office car park and both of them rode with Pawar.

The party was at a farm house bungalow at least 20 kilometres from the office and it took more than an hour to reach. It was just getting dark and Rima was amazed at the beauty of the place. The driveway had palm trees on the side. A large lush green garden and the building looked like a modern day castle. She didn't even know that this kind of place existed in Delhi. The house was full of guests and Rima was happy that none of them were know. She moved around the place with Pawar and Abhi, meeting people most of them businessmen.

She learned that the host was Chanduramani and the party was to celebrate his father Mansukhramani's 90th birthday. They met the host and wished the birthday boy. Pawar soon found company and stated to use the party to develop contacts and business for the bank.

"You should also meet the powerful people and use the links to develop business for your rating agency," he nudged Abhi to follow him. Abhi was also excited and looked happy on the other hand Rima started to feel left out.

"How do you develop some camaraderie with these people," Abhi inquired.

"Well you don't need to, you have a lovely lady at your side, people will be attracted like flies attracted to sweet," he laughed out loud putting one hand on Rima's shoulder. Abhi also laughed sheepishly while Rima smiled and punched Pawar playfully.

They continued to mingle around and moved to the bar. They took the drinks and Pawar offered Vodka to Rima too. She had tried it once before, so at insistence of Pawar and when Abhi also urged she took a glass. The drink was made especially for ladies and tasted like a lemon drink. She quickly gulped down two.

"I am feeling giddy."

"It's physiological, you don't get drunk in two drinks," Pawar laughed.

"Don't worry and enjoy yourself, Abhi is here to take care of you," Pawar assured her.

Abhi quickly nodded who was himself gulping down the drinks.

"Hey don't be so gloomy, so many women are having drinks, you won't be out in a few drinks rather you would feel great," Pawar tried to reassure her. She nodded not too sure of herself, but soon she felt good and light headed. The party was at full swing and the place was full, she relaxed a bit.

"Hello, Pawar, how you doing." They turned around and found that a tall man must be in his late fifties standing behind.

"Ohh Hello Mr Gupta," Pawar shook hands with him.

"How come I never met your lovely wife," he smiled at Rima.

"She is not my wife," Pawar laughed, "she also works with me in bank, rather he is the proud husband," he pointed towards Abhi. He shook hands with Abhi.

"Wow I have never seen such a beautiful banker," he smiled and moved his hand forward. She also smiled self-consciously at his flirtatious behaviour and held his hand.

"He is Mr Gupta, steel tycoon of the city and she is Rima our project finance officer," Pawar introduced them. Gupta held her hand longer than required. He felt the warmth of the soft hand and wondered how it would feel wrapped around his cock.

He looked at the sexy lady in front of him wrapped in the saree which was tightly hugging her voluptuous ass. Her low cut blouse revelling a deep cleavage between her milky white boobs. He felt bad that she has come to the party with her husband.

"It's nice to meet you Mr Gupta," she spoke.

"No need to be so formal, you can call me Piyush," he smiled ear to ear. She looked at him he was clearly not young and must be her father's age, but he looked fit.

"Look what I said earlier about flies and sweet," Pawar laughed, "Abhi beware," he winked.

"Ohh, shut up Pawar," he scolded pawar playfully. Both of them laughed while Abhi was red faced.

"So what do you do Abhi," he enquired, "don't mind this idiot he is drunk," he mocked.

Abhi explained about his work in the rating & consultancy agency and for next few minutes both of them got seriously engaged talking about work.

"You seem to have nice knowledge about the steel industry," Piyush praised him, "why don't you meet me in office and we will discuss about working together." He handed him his business card.

"Ok but now its party time so let us enjoy, no office discussion," he announced. "What are you guys drinking," he enquired and as if on a cue Abhi rushed and brought him a drink. He was happy and already lapping like a dog at his feet. Rima suddenly felt disgusted, this is the same person who was so possessive and always suspicious but now Gupta is clearly flirting with her and he is acting like his sissy girl.

Piyush engaged her in his smart talk while Abhi looked on. He kept on flirting with her while she felt strange. In between she looked at Abhi and smiled knowingly. She felt relieved when another person joined them.

He was Varun, another businessman. He stayed around talking with them. Some business talk, some flirting with Rima and drinks continued. Abhi was getting drunk and was clearly charmed by both of them. To Rima's great disappointment Pawar was occupied by other guests.

"Are you sure you work in bank," suddenly Varun asked.

"Why!!" Rima was surprised.

"You look so hot like a model, I thought Pawar is hanging out with some model for his Bank's advertisement campaign," he smiled. Rima blushed at his remark. She smiled feeling flattered but she was a bit cautious too as Varun was trying to seduce her and has a lecherous look on his face which Rima didn't like. The vodka was also having its effect and she was slowly opening up. On many occasions both these men put their hands on her shoulders or brushed against her ass. She was getting aroused as this was happening in front of her husband who was now a bit uncomfortable. Rima enjoyed his discomfort and played along with them.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself," Abhi spoke to Rima when they were momentarily alone.

"Yes very much," she teased him.

"Beware of these two guys they are acting very smart," he cautioned her.

"You mean I should just shoo them away the next time they try to talk to me," she looked annoyed.

"No no I don't mean that," he replied.

"I know, you are jealous that they are attracted to me," she laughed, "and exactly what should I do?

"Well just be careful...," Abhi didn't get suitable words to explain but Rima understood and was happy to make him feel jealous and unsecured.

They walked around the house talking and drinking. Pawar and Gupta were keeping Abhi busy with them while Varun stayed close to Rima. She was much comfortable with Gupta but Varun was irritating her. He moved his hand on her ass and slowly caressed them. She kept a straight face and tried to ignore him which made him bold in his adventures.

"You are very lucky Mr Abhi, you have a lovely wife," he spoke standing close to her, his one hand hiding behind Rima, feeling her ass. Abhi doesn't know what to say, he smiled foolishly. Rima felt strange sensation running through her body. It felt so naughty to let him feel her up in presence of her husband who has no idea what is going on. Abhi was having drink after drink and was clearly getting drunk.

While they walked through a narrow passage leading to back yard, Varun put his arm around her narrow waist as if trying to show her the way. The saree she wore was long way below the navel revelling her slender waist. Varun caressed her abdomen and move his hand below the navel. She squirmed showing her discomfort but he ignored it and pulled her in front of him and rested his other hand on her ample ass. She turned her face and stared him with anger in her eyes but he looked at her shamelessly.

Her face turned red with shame, she looked around and found Gupta and Abhi few feet behind them. She trembled with strange sensation and felt her cunt getting wet. She grabbed his hand trying to push them away but he didn't budge.

"Leave me," her voice was barely audible. He gripped her ass hard, his finger dug deep into her crack. She gasped as his other hand slipped inside the saree just inches away from her swollen pussy mound.

"Rima, you are so hot," he whispered.

"Let me go," she spoke in a hoarse voice and tried to push him away but he continued to maul her. She was worried that her husband may find out what was going on, she cursed herself for letting him go this far. She didn't want to shout and create unpleasant scene.

"What are you doing, Ahhhh, Nooo," she winced in pain as his grip tightened, "let me go please," she pleaded.

"Ok, but let me kiss you, just one kiss, please," he begged. She refused and struggled to get herself free but he held her in his vice like grip. His other hand moved from her waist to her boobs and she can't stop him. Oh my god, she was a bit scared now. She didn't want anyone to find out what was happening and they were walking in a corridor with her husband barely few feet away.

"Please leave me they are just behind us," she begged.

"Please just a kiss," he repeated his wish. She was getting aroused.

"OK, just a kiss and be quick," she finally relented, she wanted to end it. His face lit up and he quickly pushed her and walked her to nearby door.

"What... where are you dragging me," she panicked.

"In the room, it's better than in the corridor," he grinned. She tried to stop him but found herself being easily pulled inside the room. Her heart started to beat fast. The room was dimly lit and he didn't bother to put on any lights.

"Now be quick and let me go," she panted, "my husband can come in."

"Don't worry about him, Gupta will keep him engaged," he smiled and pushed her on the writing table lying in the corner. He bent her face down grabbing her shoulders. Her ass jutted out at the edge of the table. He paused for a moment admiring the hot body while Rima breathed hard. He moved directly behind her and spread his body over her grabbing her under him. His hard cock poked directly on her ass crack.

She felt his weight over her and found herself totally helpless. He humped his groin pressing his cock deeper into her crack.

"Felt the big daddy, huh," he whispered in her ears. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for him to violate her mouth. He was in no hurry, he took his time and caressed her hairs and mauled her boobs.

Ohh my god, he is hard, this has gone too far, she has never expected that she would be in such a position with her husband just a few feet away.

He placed his mouth over her quivering lips and kissed. Rima's face turns red but her mouth was open letting him slip his tongue inside. He roughly grabbed her hairs and sucked her lips moving his tongue around. His other hand roamed all over her body pinching her ass, pulling her boobs and digging his nails on her soft flesh. She groaned in his mouth at the rough treatment she was receiving. She didn't realize when she started to kiss him back. Her eyes closed and tongue flickering over his lips.

"You are a hot little girl, you will love daddy," he spoke while licking her neck and biting her cheeks.

"Ugh... ugh... Ouch... ahhh... ayyeee... please stop," she cried out in pain feeling his teeth over her cheeks and shoulders. She put up a weak protest and tried to get up but he easily pushed her back on the table.

"You have some nice and firm boobs; I bet your wimp husband never used you properly."

"No... no...," she panted, "let me go what are you trying to do."

"Don't be a tease, I am doing exactly what you have been wanting the whole evening," he whispered in her ear. His grip was hard and she was not able to get herself free. She felt weak unable to resist and slowly surrendering to the sensations. She groaned, her voice muffled as he started exploring her beautiful body.

Outside the room Abhi was nervously craning his neck around looking for Rima. Gupta was watching him with a sly smile on his lips. He forced yet another drink into his hands.

"What are you searching for," he asked.

"Nothing just wondering where Rima is?" he replied feeling difficult to stand straight.

"Ohh I have seen her entering the room with Mr Varun," he replied casually. Abhi looked strangely towards the closed door.

"Ahhh, maybe both of them having fun," he came close and very secretively whispered in his ears.

"No no that is not what I meant," he blushed. Gupta burst out laughing.

"I am just k**ding," he laughed, "well you never know, if I was with her I would be certainly having fun, she is so hot" he whispered. Abhi could not say anything, he managed a sheepish smile.

Rima's was no longer resisting Varun, she was breathing hard with her eyes closed. The door opened with a squeaking sound and both of them entered. Abhi adjusted her eyes to the dimly lit room and saw both of them sitting on the sofa. He found them to be sitting too close. He rubbed his eyes and took few steps towards them. His blood froze.

Rima was sitting in his lap, her 'palu' was spread on ground and her milky white breasts were proudly on display with the blouse and the front open bra hanging loose on either side. Her chest heaving with every breath she was taking. Her head resting on his chest. He looked into her eyes and saw pure lust like he has never seen before. He was unable to move. Every passing second felt like eternity. He saw Varun's hands on her waist and one hand disappearing inside her saree. His heart skipped a beat when he saw her legs wide spread and where his hand might be.

"Ohou... Ahhh... ugg...," Rima moaned softly with every breath. Her moan was the only sound in the silent room. Abhi felt his head spinning and felt too weak to remain standing on his feet. He must have started to stumble when Gupta supported him and let him drop down on the carpet. Rima his lovely wife of three years sitting half naked on the lap of this loathe of a man. He was shell shocked and felt himself trembling. Gupta had a hand on his shoulder. Abhi looked at him pleadingly as if he could wake him up from his nightmare.

Rima's breasts were not too big but were firm and stood straight and pointed on her chest. The areola was pink with slightly dark coloured nipples. Varun had them tightly under his grip. He squeezed them hard and caught her tout nipples between his fingers and thumb, crushing them mercilessly. Rima cried out in pain and grabbed his hands. The white breasts were turning pink due to the treatment. From the movement of his other hand it was clear that he had his fingers deep inside her cunt.

Abhi felt as if his heart will jump out of his throat, she may get hurt. He tried to get up but Gupta kept a tight hand on his shoulder and kept him in his place.
Don't," he spoke in a firm voice.

"But he is hurting her," he barely manage to speak.

"You have to learn a lot boy, let her know some real men tonight; tomorrow you may put some ointment on her hickeys."

He heard Rima moaning loudly as Varun continued to torment her, "Ahhhh... Shheess... Ugghh... not so hard... please...," she arched her body almost lifting herself in air and moved her face close to him. She opened her mouth and kissed him. "Uggghh... mummy please not so hard." The tongues meet and lips sucked each other. The fact that her husband was watching all this made Rima extremely horny. Her tits were burning with the rough treatment Varun was giving them. She let out a moan every time his thumb rubbed hard against her sensitive nipples.

Varun glanced towards Abhi who was watching it in disbelief. He pulled the saree above her waist, revelling the panty with his hand inside. He smiled proudly as if teasing him and pulled the panty down to her knees. His large hand was covering her snatch with two fingers slipping in and out of the love box. Rima was writhing at his hard touch.

"Want more hah," he added another finger and stretched her pussy. Rima involuntarily spread her legs giving him free access and pressed her mouth onto his arm sucking and moaning loudly.

He made her kneel in front of her. She knew what was expected of her and started to unbuckle his pants. Abhi gasped as she pulled out the large cock. It looked like a dangerous weapon pulled out of its cover. It was fully erect, veins jutting out and looked so big in her tiny hand. He grabbed her hairs pulling her closer and whispered something in her ears to which she shook her head and tried to step back. Varun pulled her closer and kissed her. He grabbed her ass checks and his fingers rubbed on the puckered hole. He teased her with his thumb and then guided her mouth onto his cock. Rima momentarily looked towards Abhi who was watching her as if in a trance, their eyes meet briefly. He just hoped all this is a bad dream. Rima opened her mouth wide and went down on him.

"Ahhh, yeah, your mouth is soooo hot," Varun moaned. She sticks her tongue out and licked the shaft before taking it back into her mouth.

From behind Abhi and Gupta had a clear view of her round pear shaped ass checks which were parted as she was bending forward giving a clear view of her dark ass hole and swollen pussy lips. From the distance also both of them could see that it was glistering with her juices. Varun pushed one finger first then another into the hot snatch. She bucked at his fingers while sucking hard. Varun again bent close and whispered something into her ears to which Rima was still reluctant but Varun caressed her and continued to convince her.

Abhi was sitting quietly now not knowing what is happening. Then he saw Rima agreeing to whatever he was asking. Varun had a big grin on his face and he signalled Gupta who immediately got up. He took the hand of Abhi and pulled him up.

"Now boy enough of free show, it's time for you to take rest," he pulled him towards the door leading to another room.

"What, uhh, but..." he couldn't find words. He saw Rima was still bent over his cock and he was pushing it deeper and deeper. He tried to step towards Rima but Gupta held him.

He pulled him out of the door into other room, "have something to drink, you wife is way too hot for you to handle, but don't worry tonight she will be well taken care of," he grinned. He felt dejected, losing all self esteem. Gupta closed the door leaving Varun alone with Rima. Abhi slumped down beside the door.

Varun grabbed Rima's hairs and pulled her up, "you know you are a bad girl and a slut wife." Rima looked down at the carpet.

"Answer me!" he yelled.

"Ah... Yes... yes, I am."

"Call me daddy when you speak to me," he commanded, "so you have been a slut, fucking other men, cheating on your husband, you need to be punished, now take your clothes off and get down on bed."

Rima nodded timidly and walked to the large double bed, dropping her remaining clothes on the floor. She went down on her stomach. She pulled one pillow under her belly making her ass rise up and buried her face onto the other.

Varun climbed beside her, "You ready for this baby," he spoke in hoarse voice. She just nodded without lifting her head. He caressed her buttocks for a while and then landed a hard slap. She groaned and her whole body shook, the slap left a red mark on her white ass.

Smack! Pain warmed her buttock as Varun brought the hand down second time on the other buttock. The skin of her ass pulsed warmly.

SMACK! This time Varun hit viciously causing Rima to scream in pain.

"Ahhh... no... please... you are hurting me," she cried. Varun smiled as he caressed her red ass cheeks.

"You will be asking for more darling," he hissed and slapped again.

Smack! "Ughh," she bit on the pillow.

Smack! "Ughh"

Smack! "Ughh, no please."

Smack! "Ughh, mummy"

"Call me daddy," he stroked her buttocks, running his smooth palm over them in soothing motions. He dipped his hand between her legs, pressing his palm to her dripping cunt. Rima was still having her face buried in the pillow.

"You are so wet... you like it huh," Varun picked up his leather belt. He wrapped it around his palm and swung the other end.

PHATT! "Ayeee... Mummy," she cried out loud, a white pain flashed through her body. She withered in agony and clenched her fists hard.

"Call me daddy," he yelled.

"Daddy, please," Rima cried.

"Move your ass up," Varun commanded and Rima pulled her knees to get her ass high up in air.

PHATT! Another swing landed across her ass. "No please I can't take it," she slipped out of his grip and climbs down the bed. Before she could move any further, Varun jumped on her and pulled her back on the bed. He grabbed her hairs and kept her face pushed down.

"Bitch! Where do you think you are going," he shouted, "move your ass up."

PHATT! PHATT! PHATT! PHATT!

Tears rolled down her checks. Her ass was hurting like hell. "You want more," Varun whispered caressing her tender buttocks. "No.. no.. please, daddy," tears rolling freely.

"You will be my bitch and will do as I say," he hissed.

"Yes I will, but please stop," she cried.

"You want me to stop, bitch, then why is your pussy so wet, you enjoyed it didn't you."

She muffled her cries in the pillow, "Yes daddy... but please you hit so hard, I can't take it anymore."

"Just two more, so that you won't forget," he whispered.

"No daddy, please, no more," she begged.

"Now get into the position," he ordered. Rima obediently raised her ass.

"Now that ass better stay there or you will get more."

PHATT! PHATT! Rima's whole body shook but she kept her ass raised in air.

"That is nice," he caressed her ass, "now tell me who you are."

"I am your bitch, daddy," she spoke while her ass throbbed still up in air.

"Good, you remember that or you will be punished."

Rima nodded obediently. He rubbed softly the warm surface of her bottom while she winced and moaned. He moved behind her and grabbed her waist. His rubbed his hard cock on her asshole and slipped to her dripping pussy.

"Ahhh... daddy," Rima groaned. Varun smiled and thumped hard impaling his entire length in one stroke. He gripped her waist tightly and started to fuck her like a jackhammer. Rima kept her face buried in the pillow bucked her hips to meet his strokes. Rima cried out at every stroke as his groin meet his sore buttocks but she pushed back to take more. Both of them could not last long and started to cum almost simultaneously.

As they lay panting, Rima came down from a high and reminisced what just happened. Her buttocks were burning with pain which felt so sweet to her. She looked towards Varun who was busy lighting a cigarette. She saw the strong body of the man who must be twice her age and felt a yearning for him, she cuddled close to him. For the first time in her life she felt totally dominated by a man and felt the urge to completely submit to his desires. Varun stroked her hairs and caressed her neck while smoking.

"You are now mine to use, to love, to fuck or to punish," he spoke. Rima hugged him tightly and nodded. "Good girl, now stay here and wait for Gupta, he is a good friend of mine and you will let him fuck you as he pleases." He put away the cigarette and walked to the adjoining room.

Abhi was passed out, lying on the floor. Gupta entered the room and saw Rima's curvaceous naked body on the bed. Couple of minutes before she didn't cared who was watching her, but now she felt shy. Gupta undressed quickly and climbed on the bed. He was already hard watching the events of the evening. He straddled over Rima's chest; his hard cock was inches away from her face. Strong manly musk filled her nostrils.

He saw her pulling her head back, "be a good girl," he warned and moved forward pushing his cock onto her face. She shut her mouth tightly. Gupta didn't pressed hard and let her take her own time. He pushed her head and rubbed his hot cock on her lips. She looked up and saw a wonton lust on his face and then looked at the throbbing cock on her lips. She opened her mouth and let the big meat slip in.

"Oahh," Gupta moaned as the hot tongue lapped his meat. She knew now that this was what she loved the most, the feeling of a man enjoying her sexually.

"Why don't you sit and relax while I do it," she spoke pushing him. Gupta could not believe his luck he quickly moved and sat on the bed with his legs stretched and back resting on the bed frame.

Varun had lighted another cigarette and was sitting on the sofa watching them. Rima moved between his legs and took his cock in her right hand. He smiled at her as she lowered her mouth onto his hard cock, Rima, her lips closed around and felt the warmth of his cock in her mouth.

Rima moved her head up and down sucking the head of the cock then the shaft, then licking the head. Gupta closed his eyes and moaned loudly enjoying the sensation. He moved his hands down to her tits, pulling on her tout nipples. He grabbed her hair and started to guide her up and down on his cock. Rima then felt his cock twitch and she knew he was about to cum.

He started to moan harder and pushed her head further down on his shaft. He continued to push her head down until his full eight inches was buried in and her mouth stretched to maximum. Her eyes watered and she gagged. He let his grip eased as he saw her gagging and let her pull back a bit, but within next instant he charged back in. Rima grunted as Gupta again took control and started to face fuck her with full vigour.

Rima felt his cock jerk violently and knew this was it. The first jism of cum exploded in her mouth and she could feel it hitting over her tongue. He moaned loudly as a second and third jet entered her mouth. Gupta held her face until he completely emptied his balls. As soon as he let her go she ran to the attached bathroom to spit.

"She needs to learn how to swallow," Gupta slumped satisfied.

It was not the end of the night for Rima. The two of them used her throughout the night in every possible way a man only can use a woman. Rima too was a enthusiastic participant, specially catering to the needs of Varun. They left her thoroughly fuck at around 3.00 AM. After they left Rima went to the other room and found Abhi still passed out. She dressed up and at the first light she woke him up.

Abhi somehow managed to open his eyes. At first he was not able to understand where he was then the incident of the night flashed in front of him. He looked strangely at Rima. She called the cab and nobody spoke till they reach their flat.

"How could you do this," as soon as he locked the door of the flat he started shouting, "I can't believe... what a slut you are." He was furious and could not find any words. As if on a cue Rima started crying.

"Now don't start this," he made a disgusting face, "your crying does not absolve you of what you did."

"Yes you are right my crying won't solve anything, but I am crying because last night I was d**gged and ****d by those men and my husband was standing there watching it," Rima spoke still crying.

"What are you saying, I saw you were willingly fucking that Varun."

"I was stoned, d**gged and didn't have any control over my body, but I saw you were standing there watching it, why didn't you stop, why didn't you do anything," Rima sobbed.

Abhi was perplexed, "It can't be... I saw you," he stammered, he has no reason for his inaction.

"Come," she pulled Abhi to the bed room and started to take off her clothes. She stood nude and then turned her back towards him. Abhi was startled to see her buttocks ridden of belt marks. She turned around and showed a bruise just above her left nipple and a bite mark on her right.

"I was beaten mercilessly," she sobbed, "and ****d repeatedly throughout the night by both of them, or do you think I did this willingly."

Abhi was speechless, he couldn't find any words. Then it hit him and he started to shake with rage.

"Bastards, I will kill them, let us immediately go to the police and lodge complaint against them, I will see that they pay for their sin."

Rima walked to him and hugged him. Abhi tentatively touched her as if she is made of glass and could shatter into pieces at the slightest touch.

"No don't think of it, I have already thought of all this, I can't go to police and fight it against them in court. Don't you know how humiliating it would be? How could you explain your position that you watched it? They will make it look consensuses and I would be branded a slut in the society. No we can't do that," she said in a firm voice.

Abhi stood ashamed and speechless. Rima hugged him tightly, "I won't blame you if you want a divorce, I will move out," she sobbed.

"No, never, I don't want that," Abhi caressed her and started kissing her, "I am a fool, it is all my fault, I saw it and thought you are willingly doing it and felt dejected," he was on the verge of crying. Rima took control of the situation.

"Don't mess with them; they have clicked pictures of me in compromising position and they are very powerful people having connections with all kind of wrong and right people," she instilled some fear into him, "so please we have to just put all this behind us."

"Now you can do one thing," she smiled, "you can put some ointment on my buttocks." Abhi immediately rushed to fetch the cream. Rima walked to the bathroom to freshen up. While taking bath she remembered what Varun told her, "you are mine now and your wimp husband can't keep you away from me, next time I will tie him to the chair and make him watch."