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Arjun's bedroom:
It was early in the morning birds were chirping, wind was calm and sun was up in the sky giving it's warmth to each living and non living creature.
Riddhima woke up with a severe headache and body pain.
She kept her palm on her breast and massaged it slowly.
Riddhima: Aah ye itna kyu dukh rhe h.
She with lots of efforts stood up and went to the washroom.
Along all the pain, she was also feeling little sticky down there.
She removed her clothes one by one and looked at her body in the mirror.
There was no marks or scratches but the muscles and body parts were paining like hell.
Her pussy lips were red and swollen too.
Her nipples and lips were swollen and burning too.
She turned around to look at her back and found her asscheeks red too.
She became afraid that she got some disease but was relieved when an hour long warm bath relaxed her muscles to a great extent and sooth her pain too.
She wore a simple saree since she was still in pain:
She came down for breakfast which was already served and Rajat was having it, while sitting all alone on the chair.
When he heard her anklets noise he lift her head and gave her a creepy smile before saying.
Meanwhile Riddhima was fast enough to greet him and went to the farthest corner of the dining table and started making her plate.
She will have her breakfast in her room. She just wanted to stay away from this man who gave her bad vibes.
Rajat: are beta aao baitho nashta krlo.
She freezed hearing his voice but still replied.
Riddhima: nhi mai apna nashta kamre mai karungi...ap khaiye.
Rajat smirked looking at her who was looking a scared kitty to his predator.
Rajat: aap mujhse naraz h kya.
He asked being innocent, meanwhile she didn't know how to respond this.
Riddhima: a..aisi toh koi b..baat nhi h
She stuttered a little.
Rajat: agar aisi baat nhi toh fir kaisi baat h...main dekh rha hu ki jabse aaya hu aap mujhse dur jaane k bahane dhoondhti rehti h...na hi mujhse baat krti h aur na hi aakhe milati h
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Not my wifey
Romance--: MATURE STORY :-- This story is based on the concept, where rich, literate and upper caste people used to suppress and torture the poor, illiterate and innocent ones. Riddhima (18 years), an orphan and illiterate village girl who was being forced...