Chapter 45: got a job and got a way for revenge
His eyes nearly rolled back in his head. "F*ck yes... Please." He fumbled with his pajama drawstring, his meat rod springing free, already fully hard and leaking. It wasn't enormous, but it was eager.
Kamini sank to her knees on the scratchy carpet, the act feeling both degrading and electrifying. She took the warm, velvety length of him and pressed it between the deep, soft valley of her cleavage, squeezing her magnificent melons together around his shaft.
"Fuuuck…" he hissed and his hands grabbing her shoulders for balance. She began to move, rocking back and forth, the smooth skin of her melons gliding over his meat rod. The damp tip left a glistening trail on her skin with every pass.
The sounds were obscene, a slick, soft shluck… shluck… that echoed in the quiet hallway, punctuated by his ragged grunts and her soft, panting breaths. The friction was making her own cherries ache with a building need she hadn't anticipated.
He didn't last long. With a strangled cry, his body tensed. Splurt... Splurt... Warmth hit her chin and chest in thick, pearlescent streaks. He slumped against the wall, breathing like he'd run a marathon.
Kamini rose, wiping her chin with the back of her hand, a strange sense of power momentarily eclipsing her shame. She picked up her Lehenga, not even looking at him as she walked back to the elevator… his spend sticky white milk cooling on her skin.
The speakers were silent this time. The silence felt heavier, more expectant. The next few floors were a blur of similar encounters.
On the fifth floor, a bored looking jobless man in a stained t-shirt demanded to fuck her lower mouth, taking her roughly from behind against the concrete wall next to the elevator bank, his grunts and the damp slap of his hips against her flesh spank… spank… splotch… filling the hallway.
On the seventh, a sweet, blushing nerd another one, all nervous energy and frantic hands could only stammer that he wanted to touch her "melons…" and she let him knead and suckle at them until he came in his pants with a soft, whimpering gasp.
Each time, she retrieved a piece of clothing: her petticoat, her bangles, her sandals. Each encounter left a new mark, a new sensation, a new layer of pleasure that somehow felt like fuel. She was getting closer… to her goal.
To something else, something hidden and hungry that was uncoiling deep inside her. Finally, only the delicate silk of her saree remained. The elevator ascended to the penthouse floor, the doors opening directly into a lavish and open-plan apartment.
Kondesh, Ali, Jacob, and Kam were lounging on a large leather sofa, a bank of monitors on the wall showing every angle of the building she had just traversed.
She stood before them, fully dressed now in the deep red saree, the fabric feeling foreign and formal against her sensitized skin. She held herself with a new poise, a defiance born from what she had just endured and, secretly, enjoyed.
Kondesh smiled at her with a slow, predatory expression. He stood and walked over to her, circling her like a shark. "You did very well, Kamini," he purred, his voice a low rumble. "It is truly spectacular performance. We are… impressed."
He stopped in front of her, his eyes dropping to the neckline of her blouse, as if he could see right through the fabric to the skin underneath, to the traces of the men that might still be there.
With the two tasks done Kamini finally has the chance to get her revenge on her scumbag family that cause too much misery in her life or the life of the previous Kamini and the current situation.
So they asked how she wanted to get her revenge. Kamini looked at them and explained about her plans and how she wanted to get her revenge. First she wanted to bring out evidence even if it is a fake one related to the death of her biological mother.
This evidence will point towards her scumbag father and sinister step mother. They would be arrested and put behind bars with a life time imprisonment. They have to live but not live. They should meet harsh people that make their life difficult in prison.
As for her step brother that always beat her, she wanted to let someone come and break his legs and hands so that he would become a beggar that live his life begging. Also she wanted her scumbag father and step mother to lose one hand and one leg before being imprisoned.
This way she would feel happy that they got what they deserve. She would be happy if she can get the dowry land of her mother to her as the rightful owner. She explained her thoughts of revenge and also told them her miserable life.
Even though these people are lecherous they are not bad people. People usually confuse that bad people are lecherous. But it is wrong. Lecherous people not all bad people. They just want to have more fun in a lewd way.
Naturally they got connected to her story and simple made few calls. There are thugs under them that would quickly collect the information. They have a lawyer that filed the petition with the name of Kamini.
Finally those thugs directly broke the designated limbs of the three people without a second word before leaving silently. By the time the cops arrived to get them they are knocked out with their broken limbs unable to do anything.
The cops took them for treatment but the best period for treatment is over and they can only get some simple first aid. Also they did not have enough money for proper treatment. Their house and property was locked by the court after the petition.
The lawyer got the evidence and information. He arranged it properly for the case to be solved in few days. Everything is done within few hours of the call and Kamini did not know all these things.
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