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PUNISHMENT IN INSTALLMENT

... previous number or taken a second sim for the same number. She wanted to wait for some time as she was sure that someone from the office has played the prank and she would get her phone back soon. Same day I messaged her from her old number to her new number – “I have got your phone with all the messages and video clips of you and your boss. If you want to meet me message me a joke.” She understood that the scene is bad. She immediately replied with a joke and asked what next to do. I replied, “wait on your seat for 30 min. I will meet you in your office.” I reached back to office in 10 minutes and started working. With the corner of my eyes I was looking at her and thinking what all I would do with her. She was a 5feet 6 inches tall, fair as a Kashmiri and had a sexy figure. She was slim on her waist, slim arms, 36c bosom and 38 hips. Her hair used to fall just below her shoulders and had got married just a month ago. And all her clips were of blowjob, smooch, and fondling. I knew she had been fucked only by her husband during the honeymoon as she had joined 15 days after her marriage and seeking a transfer to Jaipur. I would be the second person to fuck her and probably the first to deflower her asshole. I had made my mind clear. Exactly 30 minutes from the time I received her message I tore a slip of paper, wrote the same joke on that paper, went to her and handed over it to her. She read the joke and looked at me totally confused. I smiled and she understood ...

... everything. Gradually the expressions of being confused to that of shock and then fear. Along with the expressions of fear her eyes got wet and filled with tears. A small droplet rolled from her eyes. With trembling lips she asked as what I want. I moved my face close to her with a smile and she looked deep in my eyes with fear. We were looking in each other’s eyes when I moved my hand towards her chest and pressed her boob. She was so shocked that she did not reacted; she simply moved her face from my eyes to her breast being squeezed by me. She opened her mouth and said ‘please, no’. I said, “Shut-up. You would do everything I ask you to do. Everything, every time. Anything, anytime. I might ask you to run naked from your office to your home in the evening time. The only option you have is to commit suicide.” God damn it she was shit scared. And for me I was enjoying that fear, pain, humiliation. Though, of-course, I would never ask her to do anything which demeans her in public. It was only to trouble her and enjoy myself. I then asked her, “Did you understand ?” and she replied in affirmation. I slipped my hand under her top from the neck, squeezed beneath her bra and groped her boobs and stirred it. Came close to her face and licked her face from chin to forehead through the left side. She immediately wiped it. I again made my tongue wet with saliva and licked her face from both the sides and told her not to wipe it till I say. I withdrew my hand and went back to my seat for the ...