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Please read these before | | proceeding below. | |_____________________________________________| ---------------------------------------------------- | No Copyright: I, the creator of this work, hereby | | release it into the public domain. This applies | | worldwide. Further, I grant any entity the right | | to use this work for any purpose, without any | | conditions. Distribute Freely. | |___________________________________________________| The Lost Year of My Life Author: Moollah Nizamoollah Najm Asaf-Jah "Hazrat Shudralingayat" (His Highness the Shudra Penis-Worshipper) When I reached manhood my parents arranged my marriage to Mumtaz, a much sought-after beautiful girl from our mohalla. During the wedding everybody told me how lucky I was to obtain Mumtaz as my Bibi. With her long, dashing black hair, fair rosy skin and beautiful face I knew they were right. Over the years Mumtaz added more weight to her breasts and hips, which made her look very matronly and voluptuous. She drew admiring glances whenever we went about the Shahr. Our life was perfect. However one day I had to make a business trip to another Shahr. When I returned, I found that Mumtaz had changed. She seemed much happier. I thought no more of it until one night when she came home in a dishevelled state of dress and love marks on her neck. It was obvious that she had been up to something. "You have been cheating me, haven't you ?" I accused her, my heart pounding and my heart dry. "Yes, I have," she replied, with no hint of remorse. "Nearly every night for the last month, since you have been gone. And I have been made a real Aurat by those lovely Kala Goondas from the Shudra mohalla. They have huge Kala Lunds and give me much more mazaa than you could ever hope to give! I will continue to copulate with those wonderful Shudra men, whether you like it or not, you pathetic weakling ! That is because I am having the best maza of my life !" I was devastated by her cruel words. "Please, Mumtaz," I begged. "You know I was not here. Now that I am back, let us go back to before." "No! Now that I have tasted the power of a real Admi's Lund, that is a Shudra Admi's Lund, your little Safed Lund is now redundant!" So it went on. She would regularly go out to find muscular black Shudra Goondas in the Shudra mohalla as her Yars. She would take great delight in coming home and taunting me about the long thick black Shudra and Dravidian Lunds wihch had been stretching her fair pink Fuddi. In particular, she relished telling me how much bigger and better their big Kala Shudra Goonda Lunds were than my puny fair Aryan Lund. Her Shudra Goonda Lunds were always more than seven or eight inches long, and outclassed my pathetic four-inch Aryan Lund. Her taunts became more and more condescending, more and more painful. Whenever I begged her to let me enjoy her, Mumtaz always refused, telling me she was only interested in Shudra Lund and would never return to an Aryan man. Worse still, she told me that when she met the right man she would leave me. As the weeks passed, I lived in a constant state of fear and dread that she would soon leave me. A few months later, she fell madly in love with Ravana Telinga, an awesome and frightening Kala Shudra Goonda from the Kandalla Mohalla. She described him as a massively muscled man, more than six foot on height, and very broad. She told me that his big black Dravidian Lund was more than one foot long and correspondingly thick, She relished informing me that his big black Shudra Lund was a veritable Telingana Black Snake and made my dwarfed fair Aryan Lund look like a pale Ganga worm. She said it full deserved the name of "Telinga", or "Tri-Linga", meaning three times the size of the average Aryan penis. Nay, he more than deserved it, because his twelve-inch Kala Dravidian Lund was already three times my four-inch Aryan Lund in terms of length; being thicker as well, it would have been more than three times as large as mine in terms of volume. I knew from her description that I could not hope to compete with him in any way, and that I was not even a man compared to him, either in terms of physical strength or in terms of penis size. I had to accept it when Mumtaz left me and moved in with him. She forced me to grant her a talaq, and they married immediately thereafter. I was in a state of depression for a year afterwards. During this period I felt totally worthless and not even like a human being. My manhood crushed, I did not dare to show my short fair Lund to any Aurat, out of fear that she might insult me or compare me to a Shudra Goonda. Only after more than a year did I finally recover from my lost year. Even after I recovered from my depression, I still suffer from a lack of confidence and I have a severe penis size inferiority complex. And whenever I see her with him in the bazaar, I suffer a relapse into depression for another week thereafter. He fits her description to the dot, and seeing him with my former Bibi just so emasculates me. The End