Sunday, May 3, 2009

The Slut - part 5 - the slut gets to know his position

The Slut - part 1 - the meetup

The Slut - part 2 - the tennis whacking

The Slut - part 3 - James Bond

The Slut - part 4 - the Kennel

She had spaced out again, second meeting she had done this and now even her team was begining to notice. She felt weak, she felt vulnerable. He was not only on her mind, but some place else. Some place else in her line of business was like asking for a death sentence.

She needed to get a grip on herself, she went home, but when she had put in her key, she realized where the driver had brought her...to the studio apartment.

She banged the door and fixed herself a drink and then another and another.

He walked in when she was on her fifth. "Hi love, didn't you have a meeting today"

Shouldn't have used those words, not today, but how was he to know

"I'm your fucking owner, not your love, your owner you paid fucking slut, get that" she had him by his collar

Today it was his turn to get caught off guard. He knew how easily he could go the way the others had gone, she wouldn't even know what she had done, till she did, like an old reflex action, and by the time she realized, it would be too late.

But she just left, in her anger.

Next day he received a note "you've been rented out to Miss K, be at her place sharp at 5"

He did as he was told. Miss K was one of her business acquaintances, won't call her a cougar, but she was always hungry. She liked the hunks more though, spent a lot of her diamond trading husband's money on them. He knew why she had chosen her, she was fat, crude and ugly from the depths of her soul. If there was one punishment she could have given him that would hurt him, she had made her mark very accurately.

The next day Ambica called up Miss K, so how did you like my slut.

"Oeee, behna tune yeh gehna kahaan chupaa ke rakhaa thaa ab tak" [Oh sister where had you hidden this jewel till now]

She almost puked when she heard her crude poetically gaudy description

"isne to saare hunks ki aisi taisi kar ke rakh dee, main aese aaee aese aeee, oh main to soch soch kar, mujhe lag raha hai, main abhi phir se aaee" [the hunks i was used to are nothing compared to him, i came like...oh god just thinking about yesterday makes me feel i'm gonna cum again]

She banged the phone in disgust.

This time she went home first, she needed to pick up something. Then to find him at the apartment, He was there lying on the couch wearing his shorts, just shorts.

The sight of him got her angry "so i heard you and Miss K hit it off rather well"

"Oh she was a delight"

The pun didn't get to her.

"You bastard, you men, you fucking men"

'Well so this how it ends' he thought, as she dug into her bag to pull out something. He wondered, a gun, or a knife.

What came out, was a bull whip. 'Oh fuck' he thought, he hated pain.

What happened after that was a blur, the whip lashed his body, her kicks and punches fell everywhere. He must've fallen unconscious before her anger completely vented out.

He came to life in the hospital, tubes here and there, bandages all around. He had broken ribs, bloodied face and body.

But underneath the bandages he was smiling, even though he couldnt move his swollen lips, she had left him alive, she loved him.

He filed his statement with the police, four armed robbers had managed to break in, they were wearing ski masks. He tried to fight them off and this is how it ended.

She came in the night, he was almost asleep but he could feel her presence, he couldn't speak loud, but his fingers could move, he curled his index finger in an action telling her to come closer.

She stepped out from the dark and stood near him "I'm sorry" she said, tears welling up her eyes

He further pointe her to bring her face closer to his "Make me you slut" he mumbled into her ear.

She looked at him, those saintly eyes, she finally gave up, she had lost to him "You are mine, you slut, only mine"

2 comments:

  1. Ouch. Women with whips are hot but not when they end up landing you in 'hospital beds' instead of all the other beds in this world.

    Kisses.

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  2. that was some shit. She had fell for him so she got so jealous she pretty much killed him! I dont like her game called love! OUCH!

    Ne

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