Confession Of A Sextress – Part 11
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Qamaar narrates this part * * * * * * * * * * “So what happened next? I mean, what happened after you went home? I am sure you had to go abroad before you had to come across this porn thing. Did you come across any other sexual advancements before that, in here?” I asked her as I was prepared to write it down. She, now dressed in one of the dresses my mom used to dressed, narrated this. “After I went home, my parents welcomed me as usual. They said to me that I look a little sick. I said I was fine. Fated that day, they were talking something with me about my future that had not come to pass my mind to this moment, since I was deflowered at the shop. My marriage! In our culture, if a woman loses virginity before marriage, let it be mutual agreement before sex or the man forcing himself on the woman, the woman is condemned at more severe degrees than you can ever think of. So, you can imagine how scared I became upon hearing this. My parents were troubled why I seemed scared over this issue. They said that it is the duty of every woman in our society to get married be a good wife and a mother so I need not worry about that. Hell, what do they know about what happened to me? The only good part of this was that they said that they would not marry me off with their own decision until I reach the age of twenty four. This means that, I can marry before that but only if I want to. After that, whether I want to or not, they are gonna marry me off to a man from our religion. I had to do something, before I reach twenty four! You might think that I have around five more years so why I was so bothered even back then. Here was why. I knew that nowhere on this country I would be safe if I run away. And without running away, I saw no way I could be safe of this problem either. So the only option was to run away way to another country and for a very primary level school teacher like me, it is simply unaffordable. I can easily go to a middle eastern land through an agency but there I will be exposed to worse dangers and if I am to come back home, I will be in trouble again. So I decided to head west. But for that, I needed money. I sat back and watched as time passed and finally I had a chance to sneak away from here. But, a lot of things happened throughout that time as well. Same experience with different people. Due to the things that could have possibly happened while I travel on Monday morning, I decided to travel on Sunday evening instead. Then, even if those sexual things happen to me on board, I will have time to prepare for the teaching day. I could not risk going to school on Monday with a pussy like a roadkill, because that comes at a price of wetting my body unnecessarily as well. One day, I was as usual travelling back to the school area. As I did not go to the school straight away, I used to wear my religious clothing which was black and had buttons all the way down, on the outside and my bra and my panty on the inside. It was dark already when I got on the bus and the bus was somewhat crowded as well. There were no lights so it was dark inside. Anyway, I decided to go so I got on and took hold of two handle bars. There were not many women on board and those who were, except me, got off a few minutes into the journey. That was when things became terrifying. Two fat and large hands came from behind, took hold of each of my arms, pulled them back and the right hand slipped by my right arm and took hold of my left arm, thus holding both my hands back and the left hand blocked my mouth. I started struggling to set myself free and as I was doing it, I looked around only to see the carnal eyes of all the men around me, right at me. I knew there was no point screaming but I was still struggling. Yet, he would not give away. “What is wrong with you? Just leave me alone…uh!” After letting me struggle for a while, he left my mouth and squeezed my neck hard enough for me to start a cough. He turned my face towards him and said, “Sh… do not struggle any more. There is none to help you, my lady” He said as he looked at me greedily, from top to bottom. Some passengers turned on their mobile lights so I saw it clearly. He was a tall and a fat man with a beard covering much of his face. Then, he held my jaws, took my mouth in his mouth and started sucking my mouth, trying to penetrate my mouth with his tongue. I heard cheerful noises from other passengers and the driver was driving it like he did not even care. I tried to keep my mouth and eyes shut and not let him in. Then, he squeezed my jaws, forcing me to open my mouth and licked inside as a loud cheer erupted. I guess the driver was well aware by now and yet he kept driving. I sneaked a look around and saw that even the conductor was nearby. “Okay man, stop the bus now, or we cannot have this fun right” the conductor said, all of a sudden. The bus took to a side of the road and stopped, as the fat man (say “Ahmad”) tried to unbutton my dress. I, still feeling reluctant to have sex with him in front of all the other people, pushed his hands away. Yes he was tall and muscular but his belly was too big. I thought I would feel very uncomfortable if he presses against me. My action angered him and his response was unexpected and lethal. He said, angrily, “Huh! You wanna learn it the hard way, huh?” As he squeezed my dress near my neck with both his hands and before I could respond, he pulled it apart, ripping all its buttons off of it and scattering them everywhere. Now I was even more scared. “No please” I said as I tried to cover my half exposed breast with my hands. He forcibly pulled my dress off my hands and it freely fell down. As I tried to cover my boobs with my hands, he forcibly pulled my hands over my head and said, “What are you guys waiting for? Someone tie her hands to the ceiling bar. Use her own dress” He was referring to the handle bar that run on the ceiling. An old guy with a very perverse look, came near and did as he said. All I was doing was looking at them, scared to my stomach, as their greedy looks were running all over my body. * * * * * * * * * * Stay tuned to know what happened next