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Hi boys! This is Nithya Sen your favourite call girl back with another of my sexcapades. this happened when I was in the final year of BA English. I was a little lagging in one of the subjects Shakespearean literature since I was not so good in old age English. My teacher was Mr Roy. He was a real 45 year old pervert like the ones you hear in the news. He would never miss a chance to touch a girl’s body in a crowd. He always stood by a girls in class. Most teachers and students never went even near him. He had been rumoured to have been arrested for being a prime suspect of killing his own wife but there was no evidence found. He even made me uncomfortable. My problem started when I visited Goa for a week with two of my clients. They were very rough and I was bound for almost the whole week. I was slapped, spanked bitten fisted and whipped so many times that I had to take a week rest. unfortunately Roy final exam was in between and I missed it. I was sure I would pass in others but not in Roy subject. So I paid him a visit during the early part of the holidays before my final semester. He was in his vice principal cabin. It was a small room with a large curtained window behind his chair. When I peeked in through the door I saw him jerking himself under the desk looking at his computer screen with his tongue out. M: May I come in sir? I heard him arrange himself before he asked me to come in. I sat in front of him. As I told you earlier I had great 38D boobs. Since I was trying to seduce him, I wore a translucent yellow Saree over matching sleeveless blouse. My face was covered in make up. My hair was tied in a bun. I could see him occasionally peeping down my blouse for which I even leaned forward a bit. R: Yes what do you want? M: Sir, I lost some of your classes in the last semester. I was also unable to attend my end exams. As you know sir the university fails anyone without proper attendance for a whole semester if she fails in one subject. R: Let me check how much attendance you have. ( after checking his computer ) Hey you do not have even 45% attendance. What were you doing meantime? I lifted my leg to his crotch and started to rub it. Roy was shocked at first bit did not stop me. M: Why don’t we talk more about this over dinner at my place? I like whiskey. Saying so I threw an address of a hotel and room no on his desk. I stood up and left the room saying M: be there by 10. Show the receptionist that card and he will show you the room. I don’t come cheap. He jumped for the card as I opened the door. I knew he’ll be there. I went to hotel decent with Rita and made the room was set with a little help from the manager. By 8pm the stage was set. I had my dinner and soon I heard eager knocking. I opened the door to a drooling Mr Roy in his usual shirt and pants under which his bulk wad clearly visible. I was wearing a yellow sleeveless knee length nightie with out bra or panty. He came in and closed the door. I greeted him but the only words he told were come here as he pulled me by the strap of my nightie. It broke off revealing my boob which grabbed with his rough hand. He pulled me by my nipple to him. As I came shrieking in pain to him, he stuck his tongue down my throat while his other hand was busy pressing my ass over my nighty. I was hating my own plan. Now he bit my tongue & twisted my nipple like a screw. My ass cheeks were also getting mercilessly pinched. I dug my nails into his back. He got so angry he slapped me so hard that I fell face first on to the bed. He yelled in pain slapped me so hard that I fell on the bed. He opened his zip and pulled down his pants and unders. I was not at all impressed by his small lean 4.5″ black cock. He came to me and pushed in his cock into my wide pussy and started pumping me. But his strokes were weak. He got angry since I was not paying any attention. So he grabbed my nighty and tore it busting out my boobs. He started biting and pinching them and I screamed in pain as I tried to push him away. But he was stuck to my boobs like a blood sucking leach. R: you bitch. You prostitute. I will fuck you till you cum in blood. I will drain your boobs till there is nothing left there. I will fail you every year so I can fuck you as long as I want. You shall always remain my slave. Aaaaaaaaaa He had finally cummed into my pussy. I thanked God that it was finally over. He saw my expression and flipped me over, removed what remained of my nighty and tied my handsheadrest tightly to the headrest. R: we shall resume in the morning. But first let’s see how big is your ass hole.. He grabbed the nearby bisleri bottle I had bought during my dinner, pushed my head into the pillow, widened my ass hole and pushed in the bottle in. I went in a little less than the thickest part. Roy tried to push in more but the bottle just got crushed. He left it there and went to sleep with his arms and legs around me. I was also in so much pain that I passed out. In the morning when I woke up my bonds had been released, I was lying face up with Roy sitting on my stomach slapping me to wake up. R: you bitches need to wake up earlier. I want to piss so badly. He came near my head and forced his cock into my mouth and pissed. It was the worst taste ever. When he noted that I wasn’t drinking it he squeezed my head between his legs. I got the idea he will hurt me as long as I don’t drink it. So I drank it after which I had to vomit but he would not move. So I vomited on him. He was so angry he made me lick him clean after which he made me lie on his lap face down and spanked my ass till it was as red as cherries. Then came his fisting my ass. Soon I was passed out in pain. When I woke up again I was on the floor with the manager trying to wake me up. It was evening and the son of the bitch had not even paid his bills to the hotel. M: so is it ready? Manager : just like you wanted it. In a week Roy received a VCD where he saw himself fucking a girl whose head had been digitally edited. It came with a letter. Hey motherfucker. Pay up or this might be a great evidence against you for your case for your wife’s death which proves what a monster you are. If something happens to me remember that I was not the one who recorded this. So you better get me better grades and full attendance with my fees or you are screwed. Your own mistress I had met the owner of that hotel during his divorce where he was horny and told me about the sound proof room he rented to some porn site. I still get money from Roy in the name of that video into bank account. So send your comments to [email protected] Call Girl Screws Teacher For Grades