Chapter 2
Starring Priyanka Mazumdar
Priyanka tried texting her friend Bell, as she wondered why she suddenly stopped texting. As she was so preoccupied with her phone, she didn't realize a man in front of her until she bumped into him.
"Oh, I'm sorry." She said.
The man turned around and smirked. She looked up to meet his gaze. He was about a foot taller than him, a white man with shaggy brown hair and a slim muscular build. He licked his lips as he eyed her up and down.
"If it means meeting a pretty lady like you, I don't mind at all." He said.
"Oh, uh, thank you." Priyanka said.
Priyanka walked on, thinking nothing of their interaction. She was too preoccupied with trying to get in contact with Bell to even notice him begin to follow her.
"Hey baby. What's your name?"
"P-Priyanka." She said.
Priyanka? That's a nice name. Wanna go somewhere private, Priyanka?" He asked.
She got a creepy feeling from him, made worse by the way he said her name. He put a little too much emphasis on every syllable in a wat that made it sound predatory. He stood close to her, practically pinning her to the wall.
"N-no thanks. I'm just trying to get in touch with my friend."
"Ah, can't find your friend? She Indian too? You are Indian, right?"
"N-no. I-I mean yeah. I'm Indian. She isn't, she's Thai."
"She as cute as you?"
"I-I really should get going."
"Come on, let's have some fun. Don't like me?"
Priyanka pushed him aside and tried to run into the nearby restroom, but he quickly grabbed her hair and violently slammed her head into the wall. She dropped her phone and was stunned momentarily. He picked up her phone and dragged her into the men's room. She started hitting him, which he responded with a punch to the gut. She collapsed to the floor and he started hitting her in the face.
"We could have done this the easy way, but you fucking curry munchers always have to make things harder, don't you?"
In her shock and terror, Priyanka could do nothing but scream and aimlessly flail her arms between her and her attacker. It proved to only enraged him further, as he grabbed her arms and began kicking and stomping her head.
"STU-PID FUCK-ING DOT HEAD BITCH!" He furiously grunted and seethed, accentuating every syllable with a vicious blow to the head.
She went limp in submission, prompting him to relent his assault. He grabbed her by the throat and aggressively kissed her, shoving his tongue in her mouth. He broke the kiss and started taking his pants off.
"Unless being beat is a kink of yours, start taking your clothes off, Ganges bitch."
Priyanka looked down, lips quivering and on the verge of tears. He stood defiantly between her and the door, making her chances of escape slim and risked more of his wrath. Her fingers trembled as they gripped the bottom of her shirt. She looked up at him and saw his pants and underwear at his ankles, his 6" cock erect and throbbing, it and his balls entrenched by a thick bush of public hair that seemed to have never been shaved once. She reluctantly lifted her shirt up and over her head, placing it on the floor next to her. He smiled licked his lips, and began slowly stroking his cock in anticipation as he leered at her bare breasts, as small as they may be.
"No bra? Because you got mosquito bites for tits or is that some dot head shit?" He mocked. "Now take off your fucking pants."
She weighed her options. She grabbed her shirt and tried to make a run for it, but he quickly grabbed her and threw to the ground before she could make any progress. He sat on top of her and began to choke her with one hand and hitting her with the other. She felt his cock rubbing against her, leaving a spot of precum. Her head filled with pain, a need to breathe, and fear. She squirmed and flailed to no avail. He stopped hitting her, let go of her neck, and grabbed her hair.
"You're fucking mine until I fucking say otherwise, got it you fucking convience store clerk bitch!?"
"Y-yes." Priyanka said as she began to cry.
"You going to be a good little Apu whore and let me have my way with you?"
"Y-yes."
"Now, when I get off of you, you're going to fucking suck my dick until I tell you otherwise. Understand, cow lover?"
She nodded, and he slapped her hard.
"Fucking answer me when I talk to you! Are you going to be a good cow loving whore and suck my dick!?"
"Y-yes."
He got off of her forced her face in front of his dick. He grabbed his dick and started forcing it past her lips.
"Now be a good whore and suck it. Or would you rather me hit you some more? Or do you want me to fuck her ass?"
She reluctantly wrapped her fingers around his cock and slowly stroked it. She bobbed her head back and forth, taking more and more of his length into her mouth with every bob. He rolled his head back and moaned loudly in pleasure. He gripped her hair and shoved his entire length inside her mouth. She squealed in shock as his cock hit the back of her mouth and her nose was stuffed with pubes.
"Fuck you got a nice mouth. I hope your pussy is nice too." He said as he let go. "Keep sucking a bit longer. And use your fucking tongue."
Priyanka took his dick out of her mouth and coughed. He slapped her and shoved part of his dick back in her mouth. She started stroking it and licked its underside. She cringed and shuddered as she did so, hating herself for complying but too scared to resist further. She was on the verge of tears, spurred on further by him moaning loudly in pleasure.
"Fuck, you're such an amazing fucking dot head. Don't forget to play with my balls some. Massage and suck them."
She gently grasped his balls and massaged them. She thought about squeezing them and biting his dick, but she knew that any momentary pain she may inflict on him would surely be met with even more brutal violence. Her head still throbbed from his assault, and feared what he would do if he was especially angry. He moaned louder as she obediently worked his dick and balls. She began to stroke his dick faster as she took it out and began sucking his balls. She sucked and licked his balls and stroked his dick as if her life depended on it, which, for all she knew, it could be. He moaned as she continued to reluctantly pleasure him. He grabbed her wrists and pulled her to her feet.
"Fuck, bitch. You were really eager, huh? Almost made me cum before I got to your pussy. Don't want that, now do we?"
'Damn,' she thought to herself 'almost got him off.'
As much as she'd hate to have his cum on her face or in her mouth, she dreaded the idea of him cumming inside her and risk knocking her up. He punched her hard in the gut, knocking the wind out of her, and violently pushed her to the ground. He started aggressively taking her jeans off, pawing at her button and zipper. As soon as they were undone, he gripped her pants and panties and yanking them away from her crotch. Once he had her pants off and completely naked her forced her legs open and leered at her clean shaven pussy.
"You got such a pretty pussy, Priyanka. Why'd you try so hard to hide it from me?"
He rammed his right and middle finger inside her pussy, making her cry out. He aggressively started fingering her as his cock twitched and throbbed in anticipation. Her body squirmed, prompting him to grab her neck to help keep her in place.
"Just gotta get your pussy nice and wet. Like your shit-filled Ganges."
As her pussy began to wetten, he took his fingers out and shoved them into her mouth.
"How do your fucking juices taste?" He mocked as he took his fingers out.
He grasped his cock and lined it up with her pussy. She braced herself as she felt his tip brushing against her pussy lips. She moaned as she felt him pushing past her entrance, making her cry out. He slowly pushed further in until his shaft was halfway in, then grabbed her waist and violently thrust the latter half in, making her cry out. He leaned over and grabbed her neck and began aggressively fucking her, making her cry out. He squeezed her neck, muffling her cries. He began slapping her face as he continued fucking and choking her. He peered into her eyes, asserting a sinister dominance. He got close to her face, allowing her to feel his hot breath from his heavy breathing and grunting.
"I didn't realize Apu pussy could feel so fucking good." He grunted.
She felt a mixture of relief and trepidation as he felt more concerned with getting off than just hurting her. At least she wouldn't get hit and choked as much, but she had him cumming inside her to be concerned about. He started picking up speed, roughly ramming his entire length as deep as it could fit inside her. The room filled with the sound of their grunting and flesh violently slapping against each other. Her eyes shut tightly, on the verge of tears. She turned her head, but her grabbed her by the chin and forced her to face him.
"Fucking look at me, cunt!" He seethed through clenched teeth.
She reluctantly opened her eyes and saw hatred in his stare. As if he was raping her more out of sheer spite and hatred as opposed to purely lust. His hand slid down to her throat and lightly squeezed, reminding her how easily he could inflict more pain upon her.
"You're fucking mine, Apu. Do you fucking understand?"
Priyanka let out a sob, and he smacked her across the face hard.
"Fucking answer me! Do you fucking understand that you're mine, Dothead!?"
"Y-yes."
A sinister smile curled across his face. After a few more thrusts, somehow even harder than before, he took his cock out and knelt up. He grabbed her by the hair and led her face right on front of his cock. He wrapped her hair around it and vigorously began stroking it until strings of hot, gooey cum began shooting out over her face. She gasped in shock, allowing some to land inside her mouth. Priyanka froze in shock as he finished blasting his warm seed on her face.
"Damn bitch, you look good with my cum on your face. But we should probably clean you up."
He dragged her into one of the stalls and shoved her face inside the toilet. She flailed about, panicking as toilet water flooded her mouth and nose. He submerged her head as deep as the bowl would allow, as she desperately tried to free herself. He then flushed the toilet, only pulling her head out once the toilet refilled. She breathed heavily, desperate for every breath of air. He then flung her facedown to the ground. As she panted heavily on the floor, she could feel the tip of his cock rubbing against her pussy again.
'Is he still hard? Even after all that cum?' She thought to herself.
She let out a soft moan as he pushed his cock inside her once again. She was too exhausted to resist any further. He smacked her ass hard and gripped her waist. He fucking her slower than before, with her being grateful that he wasn't as aggressive. A small comfort, all things considered, but still a nightmare for her.
"Fuck, I love your fucking Apu pussy." He moaned.
She laid there limp, too exhausted and humiliated to resist any further and just wanting it to end. He continued to moan ad he violated her.
"Tell me you love white cock. Tell me you love being fucked by my white cock." He moaned as he slowly picked up speed.
"I-I love white cock. I love being fucked by your white cock." She said in a defeated tone.
"Yes! Your dirty dothead pussy loves my white cock!" He moaned loudly in pleasure.
His speed increased further as he moaned louder. It didn't take long for her to feel his cock begin to twitch as he let out a few more labored thrusts, finalized by a final thrust deep inside her. She felt strings of cum shooting inside her. He slid out of her and gave her ass a weak slap, too exhausted for anything stronger.
"Fuck, your pussy is nice." He panted as he slowly stood back up.
He put his pants back on and walked out of the restroom, leaving her on the floor.
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