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 Chapter 7: The one in the Bedroom

   Initially every bite made Kareena want to throw up.  Then she tried
imagining that the pizza was the same as the one she usually ate at home.
She realized this helped quite a bit, and she closed her eyes and managed
to finish the pizza slice.  She was still hungry, but knew that little food
was coming.

   Deepak seemed to be rummaging through his drawer in the next room. 
Kareena had suffered too much by now to even try to run away.  She just sat
there.  In any event she knew that getting up would cause her more misery
because of the carrot rooted in her ass.

   Deepak came into the room.  "Finished already?  Greedy PIG!" he
chastised her.  "In any case, that'll give me more time to have FUN with
you!  BUT!  Have you forgotten your role SLAVE?  Do you expect ME to clear
up the plates?"

   With great effort Kareena got up.  She lifted the plates and started
towards the kitchen.  She had to stop at every step.  Deepak watched with
glee as he saw her waddle to the kitchen with the carrot top peeking out of
her ass.

   Kareena put the plates into the sink and turned on the tap.  She didn't
know whether she was expected to wash them, but she supposed so.  Deepak
was a little surprised to see her get into her role finally.  He went up to
her and caressed her buttocks.  She would have squealed in the normal
course of things, but her painful experiences had made her quiet for the
present.  She was content in gulping down the shame.  She continued to wash
the plates.  But then she shrieked.  Deepak had yanked out the carrot in
one pull.

   "WHAAAA..." she started to scream, but was silenced almost immediately
by the carrot that Deepak thrust sideways into her mouth.  He held it there
till she stopped trying to scream.

   "SHUT UP!  I don't want to hear you scream.  It's driving me nuts!  Wash
the plates in silence and then we'll move to your next job!" Kareena washed
the plates very slowly... she was sure the next `job' was likely to be just
as unpleasant as her previous ones, and she was in no hurry!  In any case
her ass-hole felt much better without some monstrous invader occupying it.

   Deepak seemed in no great hurry either.  He just watched her intently as
she finished with the plates and turned to him with her eyes cast down.

   "Nice job Poo.  You deserve to be rewarded!"

   The word `reward' made Kareena look up at Deepak.  What could her
`present' be?  Would she finally be released?

   Deepak seemed to be reading her mind.  He said very firmly: "You can
lose all hopes of me letting you go before your time is up... But since you
have been such a good servant, I thought I should reward you with a fuck!"

   Kareena opened her mouth to protest, but Deepak kept his index finger on
her lips.

   "Ssshhh Poo!  Not a word!  You've just been rewarded.  If you complain,
I'll change it to a punishment, and it'll be another banging in your ass.
If you want that hole of yours to ever go back to its original size, you'll
keep mum.  To the bedroom NOW, slut!"

   Deepak knew that if there was anything that could scare Kareena out of
her wits right now, it'd be some more anal action.  His words had immediate
effect.  Kareena walked past him towards the bedroom.

   When Deepak entered the bedroom he found Kareena lying on the bed, on
her side, curled up like a baby.  She was weeping softly.  Her position
made her ass quite prominent and Deepak saw her shitter: an angry red and
still quite open from its recent rape.

   Deepak had no time for tears.  He had seen hundreds of wives and keeps
crying for their jailed beau.  Tears were mere drops of water to him. 
"STOP CRYING you lousy piece of shit!  You are here because you misbehaved!
If you weren't so STUPID, you'd be at a set right now, asking a servant to
get you a cola!  But it's just too bad that you are caught here with me
instead!  Now sleep on your back!  I need you to give me a raise first!"

   The first rate cock-sucker she was, Kareena had Deepak up and raring to
go in no time.  Then she waited for him to plunge it into her.  Deepak
surprised her by rolling over and lying on his back.  "Straddle me Poo! 
You didn't expect ME to do all the work did you?"

   Reluctantly Kareena got up and put her leg across Deepak's torso. 
"WAIT!" he ordered.  "God alone knows what your hole's being screwing.  And
I heard half the industry has syphilis!  Here's the condom box that you
worked so hard for!" he said throwing the box at her.  "I have an idea. 
Rewards are always much more fun when they have to be found... So here's
what we'll do.  I'll close the door and turn off the light.  Then you can
look for my cock and put the condom on.  And since games are no fun without
time limits, you have a minute to find my dick.  We begin now!" Saying so
Deepak leaped and closed the door.  Quick as a flash he turned off the
light.  The room was completely dark now.

   "I'm counting doll!  Ten seconds down!" Kareena heard Deepak saying.  A
new panic rose within her now.  She had only fifty seconds more, and she
hadn't even picked out a condom.  She put her hand into the box and pulled
out one sealed packet randomly.

   "Twenty Seconds!"

   She tore at the packet with her teeth.  She realized to her horror that
she had not only ripped the packet open, but also torn the condom.  She had
thrown the box down in her haste and she dropped to the floor to look for
it.

   "Forty Seconds!"

   She finally found the box and managed to get a condom out whole.  Now
the task was to look for the penis.

   "Fifty!" Deepak's voice sounded strained.

   Kareena grabbed blindly in the dark.  At last she found it.  It felt a
bit different and a lot stiffer, but she didn't care!  She pushed the
condom down onto it.

   "Time's up sweety!" Deepak said and the light came on.  Deepak roared
with laughter.  He held his stomach, he just couldn't stop laughing. 
Kareena had managed to condom a bed- post!  Kareena felt her heart sink. 
She felt sure she was in line for another punishment.  Involuntarily she
began to cry.

   Deepak stopped laughing though he was still smiling and giggling.  "You
seem to prefer a bedpost over my ding-dong!" he said, "No matter, maybe
later.  Man, that's the funniest thing I've seen all day!  Why are you
standing there?  Come here and sit beside me." This didn't seem right to
Kareena, Deepak wasn't so kind.  It surprised her even more still when he
asked her to lie down and put a blanket over her.  "You need to rest!" he
said kindly.  "You have taken your job too seriously!  Relax!  Good
employers allow the help an afternoon nap.  Sleep well now, there's plenty
to do when you get up.  There, the AC's on..." he said turning it on, "I'm
going to turn off the light now.  I'll be in the outer room.  I'm sure you
won't try to be silly any more... Nighty-night I'll wake you up at five."
Deepak turned off the light, stepped out of the room and slammed the door
behind him.

   Kareena lay in the dark wondering what this sudden change of heart
meant. Could he have had a change of heart?  Was he finally tired of
punishing her?  But why hadn't he screwed her?  No man had ever kept away
from her puss!  What was he planning?

   Kareena tossed and turned, but the day's events had taken their toll. 
The droning AC and the warm blanket had their effect.  Kareena drifted off
into a deep sleep.

   She was now at a shooting.  She was yelling at the spot boys.  She was
yelling at the director.  She was yelling at the dance troupe, she was
yelling at her make-up man.  And boy it felt so GOOD!  People hovering
around her like flies.  She throwing her pallu at Sharukh's face, and
walking away in a huff, wiggling her behind which she knew everyone was
watching.  She, throwing away her ice-cream because it wasn't the right
temperature.

   Then suddenly they were shooting in Switzerland.  It was cold.  She
shivered.  She put her arms around herself, but her co-star, whose face she
couldn't see, drew them apart slowly.  Her breasts felt cold, and she was
naked now!  And it started snowing!  As the first snowflake touched her
nipple Kareena felt uncomfortable.  This couldn't be happening.  She
realized she must be dreaming.  She slowly opened her eyes.  Everything was
hazy for a few seconds, but she felt warm breath on her chest, coupled with
a very cold feeling right beneath it.  She opened her eyes fully and
yelped!

   She was in fact completely naked.  It took her few seconds to recollect
who the man with his face down on her chest was.  She yelped again as she
realized why she felt a snowflake on her nipple: Deepak held an ice-cube
between his front teeth and was now rubbing it over her nipple.  His
muscular hands pinned her hands beside her head.  Kareena had to admit that
it felt wonderful.  She put up no resistance at all.  After all, she
decided, this man was a raving maniac.  If he was playing nice, why stop
him?  Her non-resistance meant that her body was now playing along.  Under
the touch of the ice, her nipples became as hard as acorns.  Deepak let her
hands go, and continued his journey down to her navel.  Kareena had always
had an extremely sensitive navel.  She moaned and her body arched up to
meet his face As Deepak moved to her clit Kareena felt an intense desire
building up inside her.  Her pussy started juicing up more than ever
before. Deepak's hands were on her breasts now, fondling, pinching,
caressing, teasing; Kareena could handle it no longer.

   "FUCK ME!" she yelled at the top of her voice.  Deepak looked up at her
and smiled.  He continued to taunt her body with the ice cube.  He went
over her clit again and again.  It was such a contrast.  Her clit was
throbbing hard, and hot, and the ice cube sizzled over it, driving Kareena
into ultimate ecstasy.

   "PLEASE!  PLEASE!  BHAGWAN KE LIYE!  SCREW MEEEE!" Kareena begged.

   Deepak dropped the ice cube.  Very gently he pushed into Kareena. 
Kareena groaned in satisfaction as she felt satisfied inch-by-inch.  Deepak
was taking it really slow.  Kareena couldn't bear the wait.  She thrust her
hips forward so that Deepak was completely in.  Deepak smiled to himself.
He had got this bitch heated up and how!

   He began to pound the pussy, neither too hard, nor too soft.  Kareena
was in seventh heaven.  That she was being screwed by the same man that had
made her life miserable just that morning had escaped her mind completely.
She was in total rapture of the moment.  She was at her peak now... she
knew she'd be cumming any moment now.  She shut her eyes and clenched her
fists in eager anticipation.  Then everything stopped!

   Deepak had pulled out!  He stood there gazing at her puckering pussy
which seemed to be grabbing hard to find a lost partner.  He had the same
hard superior smile he had had all day.

   "WHAT THE FUCK?" Kareena demanded.

   "Needed you to juice up for my stamps!"

   "WHAT?"

   "You didn't really think I wanted to fuck you or something did you Poo?
I need to send out Diwali greetings, and was getting tired of licking the
stamps... Your pussy will serve as a wet-pad just fine!  Now lay still
while I get the envelopes inside!"

   Kareena was too flabbergasted to move.

   Deepak came back with a sheaf of envelopes and a sheet of stamps.  He
put the envelopes on the bed and then one by one tore off stamps from the
sheet and rubbed them against Kareena completely juiced up pussy.  Then he
stuck the stamp to the envelope and set the stamped envelopes aside.

   "Here's one for you as well!" he said holding out an envelope with her
name written in neat handwriting on it.  "Only you'll know the secret of
the stamps being fixed so well!  Won't you be proud?"

   Kareena didn't say anything.  This man was demented.  Now she was sure!
   End of Chapter 7