A story focused on crime and navel obsession.
Navya is a persuasive investigating officer who takes her job very seriously. She is beautiful, sharp and intelligent, with an almost hundred percent success rate of resolving all her cases. She doesn't...
Amidst the chaos and confusion, Chief Officer Karim assembled his entire staff in the center of the room. Frustrated by the explosion, he was sadly aware of the fact that one of his junior officers, Majida Ahmad, was missing, likely abducted by the perpetrators behind this horrifying incident.
In a somber tone, Karim addressed his staff, "Listen, everyone... I understand that some of you are frightened, while others are eager for swift answers after what just occurred." He glanced toward Navya. "We will uncover the truth.... I grant full authority to Detective Navya Ahluja, who will lead this operation. Additionally, ensure that a printout of Junior Officer Majida Ahmad is distributed to all local police stations."
As the room starts to disperse, Navya approaches Karim with a very concerned expression, "Karim Sir.... I know Majida is also your distant relative... I am not going to spare Ejaz and whoever was with him.... You have my word... I will bring her back unharmed...." as she races back to her office.
The black van, driven by Vicky, hurtled down the back road with Ejaz and Majida in the rear. Suddenly, it screeched to a stop due to a flat tire. Ejaz, lost in his own thoughts while admiring Majida's bare belly and navel, bumped his head against the handlebar. Before he could act on any of his thoughts, he lost consciousness and collapsed next to Majida.
Vicky leaped from the driver's seat and hurried to assist Ejaz. The surroundings consisted of nothing but vast, empty fields, with a small hut visible in the distance. His gaze shifted to Majida, who remained barely conscious due to the effects of chloroform. Vicky's attention was inexplicably drawn to her exposed belly, but he knew he had to prioritize Ejaz's well being first. Assisting Ejaz to the vacant hut, Vicky concealed him there, ensuring he remained out of sight until he could manage to get some medical help.
Vicky stood outside the weathered hut, phone clenched tightly in his hand. Desperation clawed at him, urging him to call for help. His mind raced, consumed by thoughts of Majida, unconscious in the van nearby. The memory of her belly and navel lingered, etched into his consciousness like a haunting desire. In that charged moment, he felt an irresistible pull toward her, heedless of Ejaz's presence. Weakness flooded his mind as desire surged through every fiber of his being, urging him to touch Majida's belly.
Racing back towards the van, Vicky swung open the back door, seeing Majida slowly trying to flutter her eyes open. He knew she wouldn't be able to fight back, even if she regained full consciousness. With deliberate care, he shut the door, positioning himself above her, his head hovering just inches from her belly. The tension in the air was distinct.
Majida was barely conscious, sensing a nearby presence, wondered if it might be one of the masked abductors who had taken her earlier. She secretly hoped it was Ejaz, the one she could seduce and manipulate to aid his capture. Uncertain, she squirmed, pushing away the hand that crept upward from her toes to her thighs and inching closer to her waist.
"Don't you try to be nasty with me....", the man shouted, pulling his mask down, "I warn you.... my temper is just like Ejaz.... So if you do not cooperate I will finish the job Ejaz wanted to finish..."
"Job? What do you mean by job? What are you up to? Why have you kidnapped me?", in the heat of the moment, Majida bombarded Vicky with multiple questions.
"Shut up... Just shut up... and.... keep quiet.... Or else I will cut you up myself...", angered Vicky barks back at Majida.
Majida now had confirmation that one of the men who took her is Ejaz, she tried to find his whereabouts knowing the agitated man in front of her was not him. Majida and her team had never seen Ejaz, so she had no idea if the man in front of her was lying that he was not Ejaz. Regardless, she wanted to apprehend him, and instantly changed her attitude.
Observing that he was focused on her navel, she saw a chance to stall and wait for her team to locate her.
Vicky, hoping to exploit Majida's vulnerability, knew that Ejaz might disapprove if he made a move on her without consent. But, Majida's exposed belly and her navel were making him weak with every passing minute.
With a smile on her face, Majida asked in a seductive tone, "So what is your name...? If you are not Ejaz...."
"Vik... Vikram Malar.... You can call me Vicky..."
Vicky's hand trembled as it reached toward Majida's belly. This time, she didn't resist and accepted it as a necessary measure to maintain control and buy time.
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Majida's breath quickened as Vicky's hand encroached on her personal space, gently gliding across her waist and on top of her desirable belly. As his fingers traced her sensual belly it continued to take pause at her irresistible navel. Feeling his fingers inside her navel, she noticed they lacked the earlier gentleness. He brutally kept thrusting his finger inside Majida's navel making her twitch and turn. Her soft moans were turning him on, his fear of Ejaz was vanishing and his lust was taking over. Knowing Majida had accepted his unwarranted moves, he slowly lowered his head with steady descent in the direction of her belly.
Majida felt Vicky's warm breath as his face sank into her belly. She could sense his random but long succulent kisses all across her waistline. Not able to keep her emotions under control, it erupted like a volcano when Vicky's tongue made its way inside her navel. "Vikrammm... Vikk.. Vik.. Umm..", Majida's moans mellowed as his tongue danced inside her navel making Majida gasp for air. Vicky had aggressively consumed Majida's navel, leaving Majida in a seduced state. Her body was no longer under her control. Battling the emotional struggle, she forgot that she was meant to be the one seducing Vicky, not the other way around.
As Majida struggled to regain her composure, the door of the battered van swung open, and Vicky's body was yanked out with brute force. Ejaz, his temper flaring, had grown furious at Vicky's desperate grip on Majida's belly. Slamming the door shut, he left Majida inside. Desperate to escape, she searched for something to defend herself, but just then, the sound of a police siren pierced the air. The situation was about to take an unexpected turn.
