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Authors name: Ruchi Z (roochiroochi@hotmail.com)
Story title : Remarkable Phase - 1
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Remarkable Phase - 1
Ruchi Z (roochiroochi@hotmail.com)
***
My name is Ruchi and I am 26 years old. I am about
to share with you the most remarkable phase of my
life.
***
It all started about a year ago when Rohit, my
fiancee was got an admit from the Stanford University
for doctoral studies. He had never expected to get a
full scholarship be he did and so our wedding plans
were put on hold. He left for USA and I was in Pune
working in my dad's company. Life without Rohit got
boring and lonely and so when dad gave me an
opportunity to go to Bangalore to head the branch of
our company there, I jumped at it. New place, new
people would have helped.
Since it was the first time I was living alone, I
had a tough time managing the home. I lived in a 3
room apartment quite close to the office. i used to go
to the office at 9 in the morning and return at around
8, exhausted, and would collapse in bed.
One day, Ms. Reddy, one of the senior employees was
visiting me.
"Madam, you live alone, and do all the housework
yourself. Don't you get tired?" she said.
"I do, but then, what can I do? I dont have the
time to look for a maid," I replied.
"You don't have to look. Why don't you hire Suma? She
works at my house too."
Suma was a maid at the office and used to clean
the floor I worked on. She was a very talkative and
chirpy woman and was generally quite well known. I
liked Ms. Reddy's idea and next day asked Suma if she
would work for me. She agreed and that reduced a lot
of work load.
Suma and I developed a sort of a rapport. She used
to tell me about her family. Her husband was a truck
driver who used to be away for months together and she
had two daughters.
"I keep telling my daughters to have you as a role
model. If they study hard, they too will have a career
like you and not be maids like me," she used to say.
Suma came to my house everyday and 8:30 and I gave
her a ride to the office after she ahd finished with
my housework.
The company was doing well and Rohit and I used to
talk on the phone every alternate day.
Then one day, Suma did not turn up. I waited for an
hour and then went to work. She did not come for 2
days, so I asked around. Another maid told me that
Suma's husband was back and so she would not come for
a few more days.
Suma returned after 4 days, with bruises on her
face. She looked like she had been beaten up. She also
looked very tired. When I asked her about the bruises,
she just said, "My husband came back from a 3 month
long job."
"You mean he beat you up?" I was shocked.
"It is not like that, he loves me, but this is his
way. He can't drink when he is on the job, so he drinks
a lot when he comes home," she tried to explain.
"So that gives him the right to beat you up? I
thought you were a self respecting woman, Suma. This
will affect your daughters badly." I argued.
As we were arguing, someone started furiously
banging on the door. Suma went to open it.
"Suma, come home at once," I heard a man shout.
"Not now, I will come in the evening, please go," she
pleaded.
I went to the door to see what the problem was. A
red eyed man was standing at the door shouting.
"You come home, or I'll beat you to death," he yelled
again.
I had had enough of this.
"What are you doing? This is my house and how dare
you talk like that here?" I yelled at him. He staired
at me. I felt very conscious that something might
happen.
"And what gives you the right to beat up your wife
like this? You animal, I ought to report you to the
police." I continued.
"Madam, you stay out of this, it is my wife," he
mumbled.
"I wont stay out of this. Now you go home, and if I
ever hear about you beating her again, I'll personally
bring police to arrest you. Get lost." I shouted. He
abruptly turned around and left. Suma started crying
and I consoled her. We left for the office after that.
Next day, as I opened the door, along with Suma,
stood her husband. He looked sober and very normal.
before I could say anything, Suma said, "Madam, Gopal
has come to apologise."
"Yes madam, I am very sorry. I will never trouble my
wife again. Please dont set the police on me." He
kneeled down and touched my feet and started sobbing.
"Okay, Okay, get up," I said.
He got up and put his arm around Suma. "Suma told me
how much she admires you. I respect you too, Madam,
running a company by yourself. I too hope my daughters
grow up to be like you."
He left after that and Suma went into the kitchen to
do the dishes.
The next day, the doorbell rang at 8:30. I opened it
to find Gopal standing there. He was wearing a shirt
with the top three buttons open and showing his
muscular chest. His eyes weren't red like the other
day.
"Madam, good morning."
"Yes, good morning, where is Suma?"
"That is what I came to tell you, Madam. She has a
fever. She won't be coming to work today. She is
sleeping. I am going to get medicine for her." he
explained.
"Okay, fine." I started closing the door but he
stopped me.
"Madam, can I have some water?" he said. I went in
the kitchen to get water, telling him to wait there. I
poured water into a glass, and as I came to the living
room, I was shocked by what I saw. Gopal had removed
his shirt and was standing there wearing just his
pants.
"So madam, you don't like me beating my own wife.
You will tell the police about it?" he hissed.
"Gopal, what are you doing?" I sensed trouble and I
started walking towards the telephone. He suddenly
rushed towards me and caught hold of my hands. I
started shouting, but he put a hand over my mouth. I
struggled to free myself but he held me in a vicelike
grip. I pushed my leg back to kick him and he released
me for a monent. I fell forward to to the floor. He
suddenly wrapped his hands around my neck and started
strangling me.
"Listen here, Ruchi madam. No one messes with me and
gets away." he said, releasing my neck. I coughed for
breath when he suddenly slapped me.
"Now listen to me, you bigshot madam. If you don't
want to get hurt seriously, dont offer any resistance
to what I do," he slapped me again, and I almost
blacked out. "Is that understood, Ruchi?" he yelled.
I nodded my assent and started crying. I had never
been manhandled in my life and I was numb with his
beating.
"Your boyfriend is away for two years, suma tells me.
So you must be feeling lonely," he said as he started
unbuttoning my blouse. He removed my blouse and my bra
and started licking and kissing my breasts. I was
mindful of his threat and offered no resistance. I was
also feeling a little aroused. Then he pulled my sari
off and removed my petticoat and panties, leaving me
naked and crying. He then got up and started removing
his pants.
"Dont cry, Ruchi. This will be good for you." he
said as he got out of his pants. His cock was very
thick, and quite long. It was atleast twice as big as
Rohit's. A part of me was worried about it and a part
of looking forward to being fucked by his organ. He
put two fingers in my cunt and started licking my
nipples one by one. It had the effect it was meant to
have and I got wet and started moaning. He kept doing
it, occasionally biting a nipple. I had a very noisy
orgams, writhing on the floor. As I opened my eyes, I
saw Gopal smiling at me.
"You liked that, didn't you?" and he caught my legs
in each hand. Then he advanced his hips and placed his
cock and the opening of my cunt. My hand instinctively
went down to guide it and he let out a laugh. In one
lunge, he penetrated me. It was the most amazing
sensation I had ever had. He started pumping in and
out furiously, and I reached another orgasm. I dug my
finger nails into his back as we were locked in coital
bliss. I started yelling as another orgasm approached,
but he put his lips on mine and we kissed. Finally, he
started shooting his cum in my cunt. I had lost count
of my orgasms by then. My hands were around his neck
as he pumped the last of his sperm into me. Both of us
were breathless. He lay down besides me and we were
both staring at the ceiling, breathing heavily.
After a couple of minutes he got up. I too sat up
and started to say something, but I stopped. It
suddenly dawned on me that i had had the best sex of
my life, not with my fiance but with Suma's husband.
"You shout much more than Suma" he said as he
reached for his pants. I was reminded of Suma. What
would she think? She had such high opinions about me.
I reached for my clothes as I was thinking about this.
"What are you doing?" Gopal sharply asked.
"I am getting dressed." I replied tentatively.
"Did I say you could get dressed?" he rushed towards
me and slapped me twice. "If you disobey me, I'll mae
life difficult for you. Right now, there are no marks
on your pretty face. Do you want it to be red like
Suma's face? Then everyone at your office will ask you
about it."
I started crying again. He picked up his pants and
removed something from the pocket. i wiped my eyes and
looked carefully. It was a CD! He threw the CD at me.
"Come on, Madam, get up and put this CD on. Let us
watch something informative."
I got up and took the CD in my hand. Gopal slapped
my butt hard as I walked towards the CD player and
started laughing.
"The great self respecting Ruchi madam, telling me
what do do with my wife. Now what is Ruchi madam
doing?" he derisively said.
I put the CD in the player and turned on the TV. As
I suspected, it was some blue film. the title was-
"Life of Eva- Part 1". I stood near the TV watching it
as Gopal made himself comfortable on the sofa. I was
feeling very strange standing naked in front of him.
He told me to sit next to him.
The movie started, but I wasnt watching it. Gopal
was playing with my tits. Instinctively my hand went
to his cock. he smiled and continued watching the
movie and mauling my tits. His cock had become hard.
"Ruchi, look at what that woman is doing" He turned
my head towards the TV. It showed a blond woman
sucking a man's cock. the sight disgusted me. I had
always abhorred oral sex. Even with Rohit, that was
something I had never done and never intended to do.
"Dont make a face, you have to do that." Gopal said.
"No, I dont do that." As soon as I said that i felt
his hands tightening around my neck. I started choking
as he strangled me. then he let go. he didn't say a
word. I bent forward and took his cock in my mouth.
"Do it like her." he yelled. I looked at the TV and
tried to ape what the woman on the screen was doing. I
moved my lips up and down on his thick shaft. I also
started fondling his balls with my fingers. Wihtin a
few minutes, his cock started to throb and cum filled
my mouth. I tried to move my head but Gopal held it
firmly in place. Then he pressed my nostrils together.
My air supply was cut off and I had to swallow his
load.
I started coughing as he let me go. I ran to the
bathroom, and vomitted. He followed me in.
"First time you did this?" he asked. I nodded."Wow,
and I thought rich girls have the most experience."
I washed my face. Gopal then led me outside. We
were both naked. he picked up his clothes and started
wearing his pants. I eyed my clothes too, but didn't
make a move, not wanting to be slapped again. He was
dressed up.
"Okay, I am going now, but I will be back." he said.
Then he beckoned me to approach him. I did so and he
told me to bend down.
"Get on all fours. Yes, like that. Now turn so that
your ass points to the front door. Now crawl back so
that you are just a few feet from the door."I did as
was told. My butt was pointing to the door.
He then opened the door slightly.
"I will come tomorrow at 1:00 p.m. exactly. keep
this door unlatched and be in this very position when
i enter. Completely naked. I dont want to see clothes
on you."
I just stared at him in disbelief. This was far
from over. He intended to continue the humiliation.
"But I have to be in the office tomorrow." I
mumbled. I immediately felt his shoes in my stomach.
"What were you saying?" he asked in a falsetto
voice.
"I will be here, like this tomorrow. i will come
back early from work." I sobbed.
He started leaving when something suddenly occurred
to me.
"Gopal, what about the CD?" I asked him.
"The CD, oh yes." he removed a paper from his pocket
"Go to this address in the evening and pay 100 rupees
for the CD and give it back. They will give my license
which I had kept as a safety deposit."
"But Gopal..." I started, then said, "Okay, okay, I
will do it, don't beat me, please."
"That is good. Okay then, Ruchi Madam, have a nice
day."
The door clicked shut as I was still crouching in
front of it.
***
Readers, please let me know what you think of this
story at roochiroochi@hotmail.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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