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 DEN OF DEBAUCHERY 3



   By Sahebji

   To refresh your memory here are the last lines of part 2:

   Few minutes later we heard her calling, 'Randy can you come in here for
a minute'.

   When I entered the kitchen I saw her swaying slightly.  'Tell me Randy
what is going on?  What did you mix in the coke?' she asked looking at me
with drooping eyes.

   'You are imagining things.  How could I mix something in the coke?  You
saw me open a fresh bottle in front of your own eyes?' I replied
innocently.

   'I know something is going on.  I can feel it in my bones.  Randy, place
your hand on my head and swear that nothing is going on' she insisted.

   It was time to tell Arti the truth I thought.  'Relax.  There is no need
to be so melodramatic' I said picking up enough courage, 'I will tell you
everything.  You remember I went to attend a company meeting last
Sunday......

   Now for the third part:

   'Randy mujhe chukker aa rahe hain (God Randy I am feeling dizzy)' Arti
said interrupting me, 'I am sure there was more than just coke in the
glass' and leaned on the kitchen table to steady herself.

   'Well, I promised to tell you everything then I might as well tell you
that the coke was spiked with whisky' I said.  I did not mention the
aphrodisiac, as it was not necessary.

   'But how?  I saw you open a fresh bottle in front of my own eyes' Arti
asked incredulously.

   'The whisky was mixed while it was bottled' I replied, 'Swami told me
that a friend of the MD, who owns a bottling plant, bottles it specially
for him'.

   'Bastard.  The filthy bastard' Arti said, 'what were you saying before I
interrupted you'.

   'As I was saying, you know that on Sunday I went to attend a company
meeting.  On reaching the venue I found out that there was no meeting.  The
MD and Swami wanted to talk to me alone.  First they plied me with drinks
and then waved a letter, sanctioning me a considerable raise, under my
nose. The raise was so large that I had visions of living in luxury for the
rest of our lives'.

   'Randy do you want this raise?' they asked.

   'Of course I want it' I told them.

   'You will have to earn it' they said.

   'I was so keen to get the raise that I promised to do anything they
desired'.  Now they came out with the real purpose of the so-called
meeting.

   The MD said, 'Randy your wife Arti is so beautiful.  I can't get her out
of my mind.  I want to enjoy her sexy body and your job is to convince her
to cooperate.  If you can do that, then this raise is yours'

   'And like a stupid idiot you agreed?' Arti said in a sad tone.

   'Of course not.  I refused and protested strongly at their unwarranted
behavior' I lied smoothly.

   'Phir kya hua?  (What happened then?)' Arti inquired.

   'When they saw that I was not going to agree they changed the subject
and forced me to drink more.  Later to sweeten the deal they dangled a
rent-free, fully furnished company flat on Harrison Road in front of my
eyes.  Imagine Arti us living on Harrison Road, the most posh area of the
city' I said enthusiastically.

   'This offer bowled you over and you agreed to hand your legally wedded
wife to them for their pleasure' Arti said with tears in her eyes.

   'No Arti, do you think that I am like that.  You seem to have very
little faith in your husband.  No sir, I remained adamant and told him to
stuff the carrots he was dangling in front of me up their ass and forget
about fucking you.  But they were not finished yet' I said.

   'Now what more did they bribe you with' Arti said wiping away her tears.


   I saw Arti rubbing her choot vigorously.  'What is the matter with you?'
I asked.  I knew that the aphrodisiac was taking effect.

   'I don't know.  My choot is itching like hell.  It has never itched like
this before' Arti replied distressed.

   Suppressing a smile I said, 'Maybe it is the effect of the alcohol in
the coke.  You had it for the first time.  Don't worry it will pass'.

   'Yes I suppose so' Arti said still scratching her cunt, 'what were you
saying?  Sorry I interrupted you again?'

   'They then threatened me with prison' I lied, 'they said that if I don't
do as they say then they will have me arrested for embezzling company's
money and send me to jail'.

   'I am sure they were bluffing' Arti replied scornfully.

   'No, no it was not a bluff.  I had heard a story earlier that they did
the same thing to a female employee, who did not let them have their will
with her.  The poor thing is still in jail' I explained.

   There was no need to tell her about their blackmailing me with the
compromising photographs I thought.

   'Phir tum maan gaye aur unhain mujhe chodene ke liye yahan bula liya
(Then you agreed and invited them here to fuck me)' Arti said getting
annoyed.

   'Yes Arti I agreed.  What should I have done?  I didn't want to go to
jail.  Arti please cooperate.  Otherwise they will send me to jail' I
begged.

   'No I will not do it.  I am your wife, not a whore?' Arti replied
getting angry.

   This was not working so I decided to change tactics.  'Yes, you have to
do it.  As you said you are my wife and as my wife you must obey me. 
Remember your marriage vows' I said sternly.

   'Don't remind me of my marriage vows you weakling.  Remember your own
vows for a change.  You promised to protect me from all evil and here you
are throwing me to these dogs to satisfy their lust for my body' she said
looking at me with lewd eyes.

   'God instead of subsiding it is getting worse' she said raising her sari
and scratching her cunt through her panties.

   Her face was flushed and she was breathing harder.  I had never seen her
like this ever before.  She was getting horny.  'Ah the aphrodisiac has
taken over' I thought smiling to myself.

   'If this is your final answer then be prepared to explain to the world
that you were responsible for sending me to jail.  Okay I will go in, tell
them, and take my medicine like a man' I said but made no effort to do so,
as I wanted the aphrodisiac to take a firmer grip on her.

   'Wait.  This reminds me of another of my marriage vows.  I had also
promised that I will not do or say anything that might harm my husband' she
said with open lust in her eyes, 'I will do it.  You want me to be a whore?
Then I will be a whore.  I will give these two bastards the time of their
lives.  But Randy remember one thing, I will never forget what you are
forcing me to do' undoing the top buttons of her blouse.

   'What can she do?  It is nothing but an empty threat.  She will soon get
over it' I said to myself.  Grinning I said aloud, 'I will go in and tell
them that you are ready to cooperate'.

   'No you won't.  I will tell them myself.  Now go.  I will join you in
five minutes' she said and pushed me out of the kitchen.

   Happy at my success in persuading her I entered the room and grinning
broadly gave them the thumbs up sign.  They heaved a sigh of relief and
pressed their cocks happily.  Swami wanted to say something but I quickly
motioned him to remain silent.  They were getting impatient.  Squeezing his
hard on the MD pointed to his watch and with a gesture inquired how long,
silently mouthing the words "when will she come".  I replied by raising my
hand and mouthed back "five minutes".

   The time seemed to stand still.  These five minutes were like five
years. Precisely five minutes later Arti entered.  Her long hair was no
longer done up in a bun but was open and her eyes were red.  Apparently she
had been crying.  For a moment she swayed but then collecting herself she
walked to her chair with measured steps.

   As she sat down, she let her pallu slide to the floor.  Both the MD and
Swami literally jumped out of their seats and tried to peek into her partly
open blouse.  Ignoring them, Arti filled her glass with coke and in one
long draught emptied it.

   Then looking them in the eye said, 'Achcha aaj tum dono haraami mujhe
chodene ke liye aaye ho.  Main tayyar hoon.  Ab der kiss baat ki?  Shuru ho
jao (So today you bastards have come here to fuck me.  I am ready.  What is
the delay?  Get started)'.

   Shocked at her brazenness both my bosses gasped in amazement.  I was
also taken by surprise.  I did not expect her to be so direct.  This
promised to be real good and I settled down more comfortably to enjoy it.
The MD jumped up from his seat and pulling Arti to her feet embraced her
tightly.  While kissing her face wildly he pressed her ass against his hard
on with both his hands.  They swayed in rhythm of the music as I turned up
the volume.

   At first Arti tried to avoid MD's kisses but a few minutes later she
grabbed MD's head and pulled his lips down on hers.  For a long time they
kissed passionately.  Initially I felt pangs of jealousy but I drove the
thoughts out of my mind thinking of all I was getting in exchange for her
choot.

   'God I can't wait' Swami said loudly and caught Arti's boobs from the
rear and rubbing his hardness in between the divide of her ass, kissed the
exposed portion of her neck and back.  Moaning loudly all three moved in
step to the music with Arti's pallu trailing after them on the floor.

   As they came near me I pushed my fingers in the waistband of Arti's
petticoat and locating the knot of the string tying her petticoat pulled it
open.  Her sari along with the petticoat fell to the floor.  In the
meanwhile the experienced Swami, while kneading Arti's boobs, had undone
the buttons of her blouse and pushed up the bra exposing her shapely tits.

   Both the men were highly excited.  They dropped their trousers and
stepped out of their drawers.  MD's cock was big but not as large as
Swami's.  I noted with satisfaction that Swami's cock was smaller than my
lund.  I quickly hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and in
one swift movement pulling it down, helped her to step out of it.

   While still squeezing her tits Swami tried to push his cock in between
her ass cheeks and the MD rubbed his lund between the lips of Arti's choot.


   'Oh my god it feels so good' Arti moaned and hugged the MD closer to
her. Arti took their erect cocks in her hands and moved the foreskin up and
down driving her tormentors crazy.

   'Oh Swami I can't wait any longer.  I must fuck her now' the MD moaned

   Between both of them they literally carried a willing Arti to the bed.
Laying her down the MD attacked her boobs with his mouth.  After kissing
and sucking them for a while he moved down to her choot.  'Oh Swami how
beautiful her hairless choot looks' he cried and commenced to lick it.

   'Sir what are you doing?  I have never licked a woman's choot' Swami
said surprised.

   'You don't know what you are missing' MD replied and licked harder.

   Seeing her boobs unoccupied Swami latched on to them.  Arti placing her
hands on their heads pressed them to her aroused body.  'Yes suck my tits
and eat my pussy' Arti said bucking her bottoms.

   'Oh my god it feels lovely.  LICK FASTER' she screamed, 'OH NOW PUSH
YOUR TONGUE INSIDE MY CHOOT.  AAGGHHRR Y..HES LIKE THIS.  OH DEEPER.  NOW
MOVE YOUR TONGUE FASTER YOU BASTARD.  Y..HES LIKE THIS OH!  OH!  I AM
THERE. OHHHH YEEESSSSS' she came with a sigh and lay back like a deflated
tyre.

   After a few minutes, Arti grabbing Swami by his hair pulled his head
away from her tits and with the other hand pulled MD on top of her by his
hair saying, 'Ab mujhe chodo (Now fuck me)'.

   Separating her legs the MD shoved his aching erection into her dripping
choot.  The MD paused, most probably to savour the ecstasy of finally
achieving his hearts desire of penetrating Arti's choot.

   'Oh Swami her choot is fabulous.  It is still quite tight' the MD moaned
loudly.

   'WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?  HAVE YOU FALLEN ASLEEP' Arti
shouted bucking her bottoms from beneath, 'KYA AB TERI MA AAKER TUJHE
BATAYEGI KYA KARNA HAI?  MATERCHOD LUND GUSSERDA HAI TAU CHODO BHI (IS YOUR
MOTHER GOING TO COME AND TELL YOU WHAT TO DO?  YOU HAVE SHOVED YOUR COCK
INSIDE ME THEN FUCK ME ALSO YOU MOTHER FUCKER'.

   Hearing Arti the MD started to fuck her.  I was enjoying myself.  I had
never seen this side of Arti before.  It was very exciting.

   'YES THIS IS THE WAY.  FUCK ME HARDER AND FASTER' Arti moaned.

   Watching them fuck Swami could not control himself and tried to push his
lund into Arti's mouth.  Arti pushed his cock away and said, 'Be patient
your turn will also come.  Let me first deal with this cock'.

   Poor Swami, he was so excited that he did not hear her and tried to
insert his lund in Arti's mouth again.  Arti caught hold of his lund and
said menacingly, 'Can't you understand plain English you bastard?  If you
don't stop then, I will bite off your bloody laurda and have it for
breakfast'.  Swami got scared and playing with his cock watched his boss
fucking Arti.  I also found Arti's behavior very exciting.  I released my
cock from its confinement and started to play with it.

   Grunting and moaning loudly the MD moved his cock in and out of Arti's
cunt.

   'OH Y..HES.  OH Y..HES.  FASTER AND HARDER' Arti screamed.

   MD's cock was now moving like the piston of a steam locomotive.  Arti
was in throes of pleasure.  Her bottoms were going up and down in rhythm of
MD's strokes.

   'GOD IT IS GREAT.  FUCK ME HARDER.  Y..HES DON'T STOP.  KEEP FUCKING'
Arti yelled in ecstasy.

   MD had reached the short strokes.

   'OH!  OH I AM NEARLY THERE.  DON'T STOP.  OH SHIT YOU HAVE CUM YOU
BASTARD' Arti screamed.

   With a loud grunt the MD had cum but continued to move his cock in and
out as best as he could.

   'KEEP MOVING YOUR COCK INSIDE ME YOU BLOODY BASTARD.  IF YOU STOP I WILL
KILL YOU.  OH YES JUST A FEW MORE STROKES.  Y..HES OH!  OH SHIT I AM
COMMMMMIIINNNNGGG' she shouted in ecstasy and lay gasping for breath.

   Pulling MD's head she kissed him passionately.  I watched MD's flaccid
cock slip out of Arti's choot bringing with it a big lump of cum which
collected on the bed sheet.  Arti broke the kiss and pushed the MD off her.
For some minutes both lay gasping for breath.

   Recovering slightly the MD panted, 'Swami I tell you fuck her cunt.  It
is a clipper I tell you'.

   'I will sir, I will but first I want her ass hole.  I have been
fascinated by her ass since the first day' Swami replied and turning to
Arti added, 'bitch it is my turn now.  Turn over I will take you in your
gaand'.

   I was surprised to see that without any protest Arti turned over. 
Pulling Arti on her knee Swami started to insert his lund in her butt hole.
'OOOWWWAAA' Arti shouted in pain, 'do you want to kill me you bastard,
apply some lubrication first'.

   Swami spat on her gaand and then with one hard stroke pushed his cock up
to the hilt in her ass hole.  'AAAYYYIIIIEEEE THAT HURT' Arti screamed with
pain, 'YOU BASTARD, YOU BLOODY BASTARD'.

   Swami also paused.  'Sir I recommend that next time you should fuck her
ass hole.  It is much tighter than I had expected.  Apparently Randy does
not use it often enough' Swami said to the MD.

   'STOP IT YOU BASTARD.  YOU ARE NOT IN A COMPANY MEETING.  DARD DIYA HAI
TAU MAZAA BHI TAU DE (YOU HAVE GIVEN ME PAIN NOW GIVE ME PLEASURE ALSO)'
Arti shouted pushing her bum back, 'DAMMIT START FUCKING MY ASS HOLE YOU
FILTHY PIG)'.

   Enraged by Arti's abuses Swami started to ram his cock in her ass hole
shouting, 'Here take this you bitch.  Call me a bastard?  I will fuck your
ass hole out of shape.  Here take some more etc.'.

   After five minutes of hard butt fucking Arti shouted, 'Oh it feels sooo
nice.  RUB MY CHOOT.  OH!  RUB MY CHOOT'.

   Her wanton screams of lust made me so hot and I started to stroke my
cock faster and faster.

   Swami was too engrossed in pushing his lund in her butt and did not hear
her.

   'I SAID RUB MY CHOOT YOU FILTHY SON OF A BITCH' she shouted frantically.


   Swami was on short strokes and grunting loudly shouted, 'OH IT IS GREAT.
OH I AM ABOUT TO CUM'.

   My hand was moving hard and fast now.  I was also about to cum.

   Swami slowed down and from his jerking bottoms it was evident that he
was injecting his cum into Arti's butt hole.

   As Swami did not rub her choot, Arti pushed her hand under her body and
commenced to rub her own cunt vigorously.  'GOD IT IS HEAVENLY.  DON'T
STOP. KEEP MOVING.  Y..HES JUST A LITTLE LONGER.  Y..HES, Y..HES OH OH
YYYEESSS' she yelled in ecstasy and fell flat on the bed gasping for
breath, dislodging Swami's semi-stiff cock, still spewing jets of cum, from
her ass hole.

   At this moment with a loud shout, 'GOD I AMMM COMMMMIIINNNGG' I shot my
load.  The first two spurts fell on the bed three feet away from where I
was sitting and the rest formed large pools on the carpet at regular
distance.

   As Swami rolled off he muttered, 'Sir what an ass.  God what an ass'.

   MD was hard again.  As soon as Swami vacated Arti's rear entrance he
pushed his cock in.  'OOWW' Arti yelled 'go on you bastard.  Fuck me in the
rear'.

   For the next two hours or so both MD and Swami kept fucking Arti by
turns with only short rests in between.

   'Oh what is the matter with you two' Arti said pumping their flaccid
cocks with her hands, 'come on make your lunds hard.  I am not finished
yet. I want more'.

   'Oh Arti I don't think I can get hard again' MD lamented.

   'What!  Let me see what I can do about it' Arti said and started to suck
his cock.  After five minutes of hard sucking MD's cock was stiff again.

   'Come now fuck me' Arti said inviting MD spreading her legs wide.  MD
started to fuck her.  She kept pumping Swami's cock with her hand while MD
fucked her.  Soon Arti and MD came amid loud sighs of pleasure.

   Swami was hard again.  'Swami put that nice big cock of yours inside me'
Arti requested sweetly.

   Swami got on top of her and commenced to fuck her.

   'Oh Swami you fuck so well' Arti moaned.

   Encouraged Swami rammed his cock inside her cunt.

   'Oh fuck me harder.  Y...hes faster.  Like this.  It feels sooo great.
It is lovely' Arti moaned loudly.

   Suddenly she yelled, 'HEY!  WHAT IS WITH YOU?  DON'T YOU DARE GO SOFT ON
ME NOW.  KEEP SHOVING YOU BASTARD'.

   But poor Mr.  Swami, he was done.  I saw his limp cock slipping out of
her cunt.

   'OH YOU NO GOOD BASTARD.  YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME IN THE MIDDLE LIKE THIS'
Arti shouted, 'OH LICK MY CUNT.  YES EAT MY PUSSY YOU BLOODY SON OF A
BITCH'.

   Compelled by Arti's urgency and stung by her abuses Swami started to
lick her cunt.  'OH IT FEELS GREAT.  I AM IN HEAVEN' Arti moaned.  Swami
licked harder.

   'LOVE, NOW PUSH YOUR TONGUE INSIDE MY CHOOT.  AAAGGGHHHRR Y...HES LIKE
THIS.  OH Y..HES, OH Y..HESSSSSSS' Arti yelled in ecstasy and came.

   Still gasping for breath Arti said, 'Now which one of you two is going
to fuck me next?'

   'Sorry Arti I can't do it any more.  I am exhausted' MD replied.

   'Me too.  I can't get hard again' Swami echoed.

   'If you filthy bastards can't fuck anymore then go home?' Arti said
pushing them off the bed, 'don't forget to pay for your pleasures on your
way out'.

   Boy this was some session.  I saw a new side of Arti.  She was so hot
that I had masturbated thrice during the evening.

   When my bosses were ready to leave the MD gave me the key to the
Harrison Road flat saying, 'Randy, Arti was fantastic.  I have never had so
much fun before.  Her abusive language really turned me on'.

   I noticed that Arti was still lying on the bed with her legs apart but
watching attentively everything that transpired.

   'Yes Randy she is the greatest.  The best ass I have fucked in a long
time' Swami said pushing the envelope into my hands added, 'here boy you
have truly earned it'.

   'Yes she was truly unique' MD laughed, 'she even made Swami lick a choot
for the first time'.

   Swami said sheepishly, 'Sir we must be going.  It is getting late'.

   'Sir I will see you off' I said accompanying them.  Outside I asked,
'Sir I hope Arti will be all right'.

   MD laughed, 'Of course my boy she will get over it in a couple of days.
They all do' handing me the envelope containing the compromising photos and
after hiding them in the motorbike's dickey, I returned to the apartment. .


   There was no sign of Arti but then I heard the shower running.  I
congratulated myself on the resounding success of the evening and sat down
to wait for her to come out.  After half an hour she emerged from the
bathroom dressed in her nightgown.

   'Bravo Arti you were great' I said enthusiastically, 'both MD and Swami
were very pleased'.

   Ignoring me she muttered to herself, 'God even after scrubbing for so
long I still feel dirty'.

   'Don't worry darling.  This feeling will soon go away' I said trying to
embrace her.

   With eyes blazing with anger she pushed me away saying, 'DON'T.  DON'T
YOU DARE TOUCH ME'.

   Her violent reaction took me unawares and for a moment rendered me
speechless.

   Then looking at the sperm stained crumpled bed sheet she murmured, 'God
I will never be able to sleep in this bed again' and started to sob softly.


   'Come darling I will help you change the sheet' I offered.

   'No need.  From tonight onwards I will sleep on the sofa and you will
sleep on t..t..this bed' she said picking up a pillow and taking out a
fresh sheet.

   She just wouldn't listen to anything I had to say.  There was nothing
more to be done than go to bed.  Lying in bed I could hear her crying
softly.  Frankly I was surprised at her reaction.  Then consoled myself
with the thought that time is a great healer and as the MD had said that
within a few days she will get over it.  They all did.  Dismissing Arti
from my mind I turned to more pleasant things like living in the lap of
luxury on Harrison Road.  With these pleasant thoughts I fell asleep.

   Next morning Arti woke me up with a cheerful, 'Good morning Randy.  Get
up it is quite late' pushing a cup of tea in my hand.  'It didn't take her
long to come to terms with last night's episode' I thought smiling to
myself.  At that point of time I did not realize how wrong I was. 
Outwardly she was her old self but she still refused to sleep with me or
let me touch her in any way.

   We decided to shift to the new apartment on the weekend.  On Friday when
I reached home from office I saw a fifty-year-old man leaving the
apartment. Entering I noticed that she was in her nightie and the bed was
rumpled.

   'Who was the man who just left?' I asked.

   'Oh!  He is our grocer' she replied nonchalantly.

   'Okay!  He is the grocer but what was he doing here and why is the bed
rumpled?' I asked getting irritated.

   'I owed him money for three months supplies' she replied calmly, 'I
couldn't leave without clearing his account could I?'

   'So' I persisted.

   'So I paid his bill with my choot' she replied with a devilish smile.

   'YOU DID WHAT?' I shouted.

   'Randy, don't shout.  You always told me to be careful with money.  You
should be happy.  Today my choot saved you a hell of lot of money' she
replied without turning a hair.  I was flabbergasted and couldn't say a
word.  For the first time I regretted forcing her to sleep with the MD.

   'What is done is done' I thought, 'Randy now you have to live with this
new Arti'.

   The apartment on Harrison Road was on the top floor of the tallest
building.  It was a penthouse and not an ordinary apartment.  It was fully
furnished with the most modern Scandinavian furniture.  It had a foyer, a
large sitting room, a separate room for eating, a large kitchen and two
spacious bedrooms with attached bath and a large terrace.  On the first day
I went out on the terrace and took a deep breath.  So this is the air the
elite breathe' I said to myself, 'yes go on have a good look.  Randy has
arrived'.

   Life settled down to a routine.  As Arti would not sleep with me I
continued to fuck the three ladies in my department.  One afternoon Swami
called me to his cabin and pushed a printed form towards me saying, 'Randy
fill it out and return it to me today'.

   Surprised I stuttered, 'S..s..ir i..it is an a..application form for
becoming a member of 'The Country Club'.

   'Yes.  The MD is very pleased with you and has decided to enroll you as
member of the club' Swami said smiling.  Happily I filled out the form and
returned it to Mr.  Swami.  Returning home that evening I told Arti the
good news.  'Good for you' is all she said.

   A month later the MD rang me up and said, 'Congratulations Randy your
application for membership of 'The Country Club' has been approved.  It is
a tradition in the club that the new members and their spouses are invited
by the committee members to a small get together to welcome them and get to
know them.  The party is on Saturday.  Don't forget to bring Arti with
you'.

   'Will Arti go?' I wondered.  When I told her she surprised me by saying,
'Of course I will go'.

   On Saturday we reached the party at the appointed time.  The MD
immediately took charge of us and introduced us to his wife and Mrs.  Bala.
While I was engaged in conversation with the two ladies Arti wandered off
on her own.  Later I saw that Arti and the MD were moving from one group to
the other laughing and joking.  When we returned home, I said, 'Nice party
wasn't it?'

   'Yes very nice' she replied dryly.

   Four days later MD called, 'Randy send Arti to the club day after
tomorrow at 8 p.m.  I will send the car for her'.  I gave Arti MD's message
adding, 'I don't think you should go to the club alone'.

   'Why not I am a big girl now' she countered, 'tell MD that I will be
there'.

   On the appointed evening Arti wore her prettiest sari and took special
care to look her best.  As she was leaving I offered to go with her.  'No
need MD's car is already here.  Oh yes don't wait up for me.  I might get
late' she said and left.

   I lay awake in bed waiting for her to return.  She was right it was
nearly midnight when she returned.  She came over to the bed to see if I
was awake.  I pretended to be asleep.  In the morning she gave me a big
bundle of notes saying, 'Put them away in the cupboard.  This money is the
first earnings of your whore'.

   Feeling miserable I wanted to apologize for my earlier behavior but she
cut me short, 'Don't you say a word.  It is too late now.  I don't say
anything about your fucking your three assistants do I?'

   Surprised I asked, 'Who says so?' then corrected myself to say, 'How did
you find out?'

   'I know about it since the day we shifted here.  I found the pictures
when I was looking for my jewelry box, which you had placed in the dickey
of your motorbike.  I don't mind.  You can fuck anyone you like but don't
interfere with me.  Let me do what I want with my life'.

   Shaking my head in sheer frustration I remained silent.

   'Randy, tell me one thing.  Last night I drank alcohol.  I got dizzy but
I did not feel the itching and tingling sensation in my choot the way I had
felt on that night.  Why?' Arti asked.  For a moment I hesitated but
thought that if I wanted Arti back then it was time I started to level with
her.

   'Because the coke, in addition to the whisky, was also spiked with an
aphrodisiac' I replied truthfully.

   'So that is what made me wild with lust' she murmured to her self,
'thank you Randy I will not forget this favor'.

   After that day whenever she went to the club, which was twice or thrice
in the week, she drank a full bottle of the spiked coke before leaving and
returned with big money, which she placed with the rest.  This went on for
few months.  The money in the cupboard kept multiplying.

   One evening she gave me a set of keys, 'Congratulations!  You are now a
proud owner of the car of your dreams'.

   Surprised I asked, 'What car?'

   'Remember you used to look at a car in the show window and wished that
you could afford to own one of them.  It is the same car' she said smiling
at me after a long, long time.

   'B..b..but it is so expensive.  Where did you get the money to buy it?'
I asked.

   'The money you thought you couldn't earn in ten years I earned it with
my choot in only few months' she laughed, 'it is a present from me for
telling me the truth about the aphrodisiac that day.  Remember?'

   Yes I remembered.  I only wished that I had never lied to her in the
first place.

   'Randy I would like you to drive me in your new car to the Hotel Bailey
tonight' she said, 'I am meeting the MD and Mr.  Swami there today'.

   'Of course Arti I would love to' I replied.

   'Thank god she was thawing a bit' I thought happily.  'Be ready to leave
at 8 tonight' she said in her monotone of late.

   When we entered the suite both, the MD and Mr.  Swami, were waiting for
Arti impatiently.  'Oh there you are' MD said then seeing me laughed, 'glad
you brought Randy along.  It will be like last time'.

   Arti went straight to the bar, mixed three whiskies for us, and poured
coke for her.  'She knows her way around here quite well' I thought.  As if
reading my thoughts Arti giggled, 'Randy I have been here so often that I
could find my way around this suite blindfolded'.

   For ten minutes or so we chatted and sipped our drinks.  'Arti I have
heard that you undress in a very novel way.  Won't you do it for us?  We
would love to see it' MD said.  Without a word Arti drained her glass of
coke and switching on the music started to move her hips.

   'Swami, watch her carefully.  My friends tell me she is damn good at
it'. I was also curious to see what Arti would do.

   Swaying with the music she started to take off her clothes in a unique
manner.  With her left hand she pulled down her pallu.  'Oh pleeease don't
do that' she said in her natural voice pulling the pallu over her tits with
the right hand.

   'Come on darling let me' she said in a gruff voice and removed the pallu
again with her left hand.  So this is what she is doing.  She is pretending
that it is her wedding night and her husband is undressing her, with her in
both the roles.  She was the right hand and the left hand was her husband.
It promised to be good and settled myself more comfortably to watch.

   With naughty twinkling eyes and a saucy expression on her face she
started to undress with slow tantalizing movements of her body, carrying on
a conversation between the two till she stood in her bra and panties.

   MD and Mr.  Swami were sitting on the edge of the sofa panting with
lust, with their eyes glued to Arti's body and one hand pressing their
erect cocks, which were now sticking out of their pants.  'Go on take off
the rest' Swami shouted in excitement.  'Yes, yes go on' the MD concurred.

   Then her left hand undid her bra.  Catching the bra with her right hand
she said, 'Don't take this off, my tits will be exposed'.

   'No I must.  I want to see your beautiful boobs' said the left hand
trying to pull off the bra.

   'Oh it is soooo embarrassing' she replied, 'then please switch off the
light first'.

   'No darling otherwise how will I see your beautiful boobs' insisted the
left hand exposing her tits.

   Arti's eyes were closed and the nipples of her firm boobs were taut with
excitement.  'Oh how pretty they are' the left hand said squeezing and
caressing the tits.

   'Oh' Arti moaned loudly.

   The forefinger of her left hand was hooked in the waistband of her
panties, trying to pull them down.  Suddenly opening her eyes wide Arti
whined, 'Yeh kya kar rahain hain aap?  Main bilkul nangi ho jaouingi.  Aap
kya chahate hain?  (What are you doing?  I will become absolutely naked. 
What do you want?)'.

   'Teri panties uttarke, tujhe nanga karke, teri choot dekhna chahata hoon
(I want to take off your panties, make you naked and see your cunt)' the
left hand replied with a devilish smile and lowered the panties.

   With a quick movement the right hand pulled them back in place
protesting, 'Nahin, nahin (No, no)'.

   'Haan, haan' said the left hand pulling them down again.  This was
repeated a couple of times but each time the panties ended up lower and
lower till they lay on the floor and Arti was completely naked.

   Now Arti acted as if someone was trying to pull her down on to the floor
and she was resisting it.  Her resistance was feeble and soon she lay flat
on the floor with her legs slightly apart.  Her firm tits were heaving with
the effort she had made.  Her nipples were taut and her swollen clit was
peeping out from between her cunt lips.

   Her left hand first squeezed her breasts and tweaked her pointed
nipples. 'Oh' she moaned.  Then the hand caressed her cunt and pressed her
excited swollen clit.  'OOOoo' she squealed softly.  Her parted legs began
to rise and they bent at the knees.  With her fingers she separated the
cunt lips showing us her red cunt hole.

   'Oh darling your choot is beautiful.  I am now going to fuck it' the
gruff voice announced.

   'Oh!  Please be gentle.  I am a virgin' she pleaded.  'OWWWWAAA' she
screamed.  Her body moved as if a cock was working inside her.  Few minutes
later her hips stated to move up and down in fuck motion.  'Oh' 'OH' OOHHH'
'OOOOHHHHH' she moaned and lay still.

   'Turn around and get on your knees' the gruff voice ordered.  She took
her position on her knees.  Spreading her ass cheeks she showed us her
brown puckered hole.

   'Darling how tight your ass hole looks' the man said.  'W...What are you
going to do?' Arti asked trembling with fear.

   'Darling ab main teri gaand phardoonga (Now I am going to take your ass
hole cherry)' replied her tormentor.

   'No please not in my aAAAAAAUUUUUIII' she shouted as if in pain.

   At this point Mr.  Swami could not control himself and with his erect
lund in his hand jumped towards her shouting, 'I will show you how a ass
hole is fucked'.  Unfortunately in his haste he tripped on the center table
otherwise he would surely have penetrated Arti's butt hole.

   Rolling over Arti quickly stood up.  'Swami!  Sit down' she said
authoritatively then smiling suddenly she threw her panties at them, 'wipe
the pre-cum off, the hotel management will not take kindly to your staining
the upholstery'.

   'Arti come to the bed room with us' MD panted.

   'All right boys let's get down to brass tracks.  You want to fuck my
cunt?' Arti asked.

   'Yeah, yeah' they replied.

   'Fuck my ass hole too' she continued.

   'Yeah, yeah' both replied eagerly.

   'Good!  First let us get the financial arrangements straight' Arti said
in a business like manner.

   'What!  You want us to pay you?' MD said surprised.

   'Of course.  Remember what you told your bald friend few months ago.  I
quote " Friend there are no free lunches.  You want her choot, you pay for
it" unquote.  So no free lunches.  You pay you get choot.  No pay no choot.
It is that simple' Arti said grinning broadly.

   'B...But Arti we did not pay you last time' Swami stammered.

   'You have a short memory.  You may not have paid me directly but you
paid my husband and you are still paying for that privilege each month'.

   'Okay how much do you want?' MD said in his best business like tone.

   'The same what the others pay.  Ten thousand each' Arti replied smiling
sweetly.

   'I don't have that type of money on me.  I will pay you tomorrow. 
Promise' MD pleaded.

   'Me too' Swami said quickly.

   'Sorry boys as I said earlier no money no choot.  Pay tomorrow fuck
choot also tomorrow' Arti said collecting her clothes.

   'Wait!' MD shouted, 'I have my cheque book with me.  I will give you a
cheque'.

   'Me too' Swami said taking it out of his pocket.

   Arti looked doubtfully at them.  'Are you sure that you have enough
money in the bank to cover the cheque' Arti asked.

   'Enough I have more than three times the amount in my bank.  I checked
it today morning only' MD replied proudly.

   'But I have only five thousand in the bank.  Please Arti take five
thousand' Swami wailed.

   'Okay Swami but then only choot no gaand' Arti replied.

   'No, no I must have her gaand.  Sir, please lend me five thousand.  I
will pay you back in four days'.

   'Swami what do you do with all your money?  I pay you so well' MD asked.


   'I only keep five thousand in the bank for emergency the rest I invest
it in the shares of an I.  T.  company.  My investment has multiplied ten
times in the last three years' Swami replied proudly and begged, 'I will
sell a few shares tomorrow and repay you.  Sir, please trust me'.

   The MD and Swami made out the cheques and handed them to Arti.  Arti
scrutinized them carefully.  'If these cheques are not honored by the bank
tomorrow then I promise you that will I file criminal charges against you
for cheating and ensure that both of you go to jail, even if I have to fuck
the whole police department of the city' Arti said menacingly.

   'Don't worry they will be honored' MD said oozing confidence.

   'Good' Arti said and pouring herself a glass of coke drained it in large
gulps.

   'Now what is the delay' MD said impatiently.

   'Just one minute.  I want to say something to Randy' Arti said and
taking me to a corner whispered, 'Randy when I am inside with these two
bastards then you switch on the TV on the video channel and watch but no
sound.  Okay?' Without understanding I nodded.

   'Randy hold these cheques for me while I earn them' she said loudly and
catching both my bosses by their erect cocks pulled them towards the
bedroom, 'come on guys it is show time'.

   When they were gone for five minutes I switched on the TV as directed. I
was surprised to see the MD ramming his cock into Arti's choot while Swami,
manipulating his cock, watched them.  The picture was so clear and sharp
that I could "understand" the words mouthed by Arti.

   After two hours Arti emerged from the room leaving the two completely
exhausted and fucked out men behind.  'Come Randy let us go home' she said
dressing quickly.

   On the way home she asked, 'How was the show on TV?  Was it clear?' I
told her truthfully that it was great and the picture could not be clearer
or sharper.  'Good' she said with satisfaction.

   'Arti how did you manage to install this equipment without the knowledge
of the MD?' I asked.

   Arti laughed, 'Randy you underestimate the power of a beautiful woman's
choot.  At first the general manager objected but when I fucked him, he was
like putty in my hands and fell over himself to please me'.

   'Why are you doing this, it must have been very expensive?' I queried.

   'Yes the equipment was very expensive but as they say easy come easy go'
Arti replied laughing then getting serious she added, 'frankly I myself
don't know why but my intuition says that it might be useful to me some day
to achieve my goal'.

   'What is your goal?' I asked.

   'What is the hurry you will soon find out' she laughed deflecting my
query.

   Things returned to, as they were like before only Arti was a little
friendlier.

   Nearly two months later Arti said, 'Randy, why don't we go home for a
short holiday?  Your mother has also written to me several times how she
misses us.  I am also keen to go'.

   Thinking that this was a great opportunity to get Arti out of the rut
she had got into, I agreed immediately, 'Good idea.  Unfortunately because
of pressure of work I can't join you but you go ahead.  I will make all the
arrangements' I said to her.

   In the following days we bought presents for every one at home.  I
personally chose two beautiful chiffon saris for my sisters Ritu and Nitu.
A week later Arti left.

   Four weeks later Arti returned.  I went to receive her at the railway
station.  When I reached she was already waiting for me.  'Sorry I got
caught in a traffic jam' I said apologetically, 'come let us go'.

   'Bhaiya (elder brother)' I heard some one shout from behind me.  Turning
around I saw both Ritu and Nitu smiling at me.  I hugged and kissed them.
'Arti I am glad that you brought them with you.  I was really missing them'
I said.

   When they saw my car they whistled, 'Boy what a car' Nitu said, 'I will
sit in the front'.

   'I don't mind but you will have to ask your bhabi (brother's wife)' I
replied.  Arti had no objection and both of them sat in the front with me.

   'Oh bhaiya what a beautiful apartment you have' Ritu said as she entered
it.

   'Yes and it has such a nice view too' Nitu remarked.  My chest swelled
with pride.  I decided to take the day off to spend it with my sisters.

   They were full of life.  For hours we sat and talked or rather they
talked while Arti and I listened to them.  'You both have told us about
everything and everyone but you have not said a word about one subject' I
said smiling.

   'Which subject' they asked puzzled.

   'Your boy friends' I asked laughing.

   For a brief moment they looked at each other then at Arti.  Making a
face Ritu replied, 'Aw bhaiya you know that we are not that type of girls'.


   'Have you forgotten Mr.  Hitler?  If father found out that we have boy
friends then he would shoot them first then us' Nitu replied in lighter
vein then added, 'seriously bhaiya we don't have any boy friends'.

   'Then we will have to find them for you girls.  Won't we Arti?' I said
laughing.

   'Of course.  I was thinking on similar lines already' Arti replied
winking at my sisters.

   'Okay girls I have to prepare lunch and in the meanwhile you can unpack
and settle down' Arti said showing them to the bedroom used by me.

   Few minutes later Ritu and Nitu came out with piles of my clothes in
their arms, 'Bhaiya what are your clothes doing in this bedroom?' Ritu said
dumping them in heap on the sofa.

   Not wanting to tell them that everything was not well between Arti and
me I lied, 'Oh your bhabi was away and I couldn't bear to sleep alone in
our room so I was using the spare bedroom'.

   'Now she is back' Nitu laughed, 'so use your own bedroom besides we
require the space for our clothes'.

   Without a word Arti carried my clothes into the master bedroom.  'This
augured well' I thought and followed Arti into the room.  I watched Arti
unpack.

   To my utter surprise she took out a bottle of coke from her suitcase. 
'W..what you had taken coke with you?' I exclaimed.

   'Why not?  What if I required it?  Better to be prepared than to be
sorry, do you agree?  Arti replied dryly.  The hope that the trip would
mellow down Arti vanished in thin air.

   'I am going to the market to buy some ice cream.  Ritu and Nitu love to
eat it' I said.

   At lunch I said, 'Don't eat too much.  After lunch we will do some sight
seeing and tonight we all will go out for dinner at the best restaurant in
town'.

   As we were eating dinner Nitu said, 'Bhaiya this place is really posh.
The d,cor is out of this world'.

   'Yes.  I don't believe it, even the food tastes good, Ritu added
jokingly, 'Bhabi you must be coming here often'.

   'No it is my first time.  Thanks to you both that your bhaiya has
brought me here' Arti said sarcastically.

   When we returned home and the girls had turned in, I picked up a pillow
to sleep on the couch in the sitting room.  'No this won't be necessary'
Arti said, 'you can sleep on the bed but make sure that you remain on your
side of the bed'.

   Next morning I went to work as usual.  At around four in the afternoon
Arti called me and said in an agitated voice, 'Randy, come home quickly. 
Ritu and Nitu are .....'.

   Worried I asked, 'What has happened to them?'

   'Please come immediately' Arti repeated.

   'Arti!  Arti tell me...' but Arti had disconnected the line.  Leaving my
work I rushed home.

   As I entered the apartment I asked, 'Where are they?  What has
happened?'

   With a satanic smile Arti pointed towards the partly open door of their
room.  Through the half open door I heard loud sounds of grunts and moans.

   'What is happening?' I asked bewildered.

   'What is happening?' Arti said grinning, 'chudai ho rahi hai, aur kya
(fucking is going on, what else)'.

   'W..W..Who..' I stuttered.

   'The MD and Mr.  Swami who else' Arti replied evenly.

   End of part 3 to be continued.....

   Dear reader is the story still keeping your interest?

   There are still many outstanding questions like 1) What will Randy do
now?  2) What role is Arti playing?  3) How come the MD and Swami got to
screw Ritu and Nitu?

   You will find the answers to these questions in part four and much more.
Don't miss it.

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of the story also.  Take care.  Sahebji