Dark Justice-Poor Madhu
At 42 years old, Saraswati " Acharyaji" swami was the perennial loser who had failed at everything throughout his life. Of course, it was never Acharyaji's fault that he failed. Oh no. There was always somebody else to blame. He had not failed to graduate from High School because of drug use and continuously missing classes, he had failed because the fucking teachers were incompetent. He hadn't received an Undesirable Discharge from the Indian Navy because of his repeated Unauthorized Absences and insubordination to superiors, he was thrown out because the NCOs and officers were dirty pricks who were out to get him. He didn't get fired from job after job after job because he showed up for work late or drunk, he was fired because his foremen were all assholes. No, it was never Acharyaji's fault.
Acharyaji had even failed at being a husband. He had Deepa shortly after being thrown out of the Navy, and from the very beginning he had abused her both mentally and physically. It seems that while Acharyaji had a bad temper, he was also a coward. Since he didn't have the guts to take out his aggressions on someone who might just kick his ass all over the room, he took it all out on Deepa, and Deepa, a compliant, mousy woman, took his mistreating. She was convinced that while she didn't love Acharyaji anymore, she should stay with him for the sake of the one bright spot in her life, their niece Madhu.
Madhu was a happy, outgoing child, and an absolute joy to Deepa. She was also the one thing that could get Deepa to stand up to Acharyaji. While Deepa was willing to take Acharyaji's abuse herself, she protected Madhu with the determination of a lion protecting her cub. As such, while Madhu realized that her uncle was far from perfect, she didn't really comprehend just how bad Acharyaji could be. That began changing in the summer of her fourteenth year when her died of cancer.
For the next year, Madhu began noticing subtle changes in the way Acharyaji acted towards her. At first, it was just small things, little flashes of anger, which she attributed it to Acharyaji's grieving over Deepa's death. As time passed, however, Acharyaji became more abusive, yelling at Madhu for little things, or sometimes for nothing at all. Gradually, Madhu learned to try and avoid her uncle as much as possible. She kept hoping that Acharyaji would eventually adjust to the loss of his wife, and that things would then improve at home.
The fact was that Acharyaji felt no grief at all over the loss of his wife. It was simply that he had become accustomed to leaving Madhu alone because of Deepa's protection of the girl. Now, with that buffer gone, Acharyaji was slowly starting to react to Madhu as his nature dictated. Due to that, it had not been a good year at home for Madhu.
Madhu's life was different at school. Now fifteen and in the tenth grade at Jackson City High School, she was popular with her fellow classmates and involved in numerous extra- curricular activities. Not only were the activities fun, but they gave her an excuse to stay late at school rather than go home.
She also found herself the object of more than one man's attention. This was understandable, as Madhu was a pretty girl, with long brown hair framing a heart shaped face. She had lustrous brown eyes, a delicate nose and full, Acharyaji lips. Her body was filling out nicely, and her participation in the girl's soccer and softball teams kept her firm. Her legs were long and shapely. She stood five foot five inches tall and weighted one hundRed and twelve pounds. She was friendly and had an easy going laugh that people liked. Madhu would have no trouble finding dates for school functions.
In fact, she had accepted an invitation from Sameer Barnes, an eleventh grader who was in the Art Guild with her, to go to her very first school dance. The dance was scheduled for next Saturday night, and Madhu was looking forward to the experience. She had even bought a new white silk dress and a pair of white high heels for the occasion.
Saturday came and Madhu spent the day in a state of both anticipation and nervousness. She was thrilled to be going to the dance, but the butterflies in her stomach just wouldn't settle down. She fixed and fixed again her hair through the afternoon. She worked on her makeup until she had it just right. Finally, a good hour before Sameer was to pick her up, she put on her new dress and shoes. The dress was sleeveless with thin spaghetti straps and a zipper up the back. The skirt stopped two inches above Madhu's knees. With the high heels to accent her shapely legs, she looked beautiful.
Still nervous, she paced in her room, repeatedly glancing out the window until she saw Sameer's car pull into the driveway. Grabbing her purse, she ran down stairs just as she heard the knock on the front door.
" Hi." Madhu smiled at Sameer as she opened the door.
" Hi yourself." he smiled back. " Gee, you look really beautiful, Madhu."
She blushed at the compliment. " Well, I guess I'm ready if you are." she said. Acharyaji had been in one of his moods all day, and she really didn't want to introduce Sameer to him.
Acharyaji watched from the window as Sameer walked Madhu to his car. Madhu was certainly growing up, he thought. Turning into a real little lookers, she was. Nice, firm tits, narrow waist, a good ass and legs. And now she was starting to date. Wouldn't be long till some came along and popped her cherry.
Acharyaji picked up a bottle of cheap whiskey and a glass, walked to the living room and turned on the television.
Madhu had the most wonderful night of her life. Sameer had taken her to " Roscoe's" , one of her favourite restaurants, for dinner before the dance. When they arrived at the school, they found the gym beautifully decorated, transforming the normally functional room into a romantic tropical island. There were two really good bands and a DJ to provide the music. Sameer proved to be an excellent dancer and a charming companion, and Madhu wanted the night to go on forever. Like every night, however, this one too had to end.
At eleven o'clock, the music ended and the lights came up, signalling that it was time for the teenagers to leave. Sameer, trying to prolong the evening as much as possible, took a longer route to Madhu's house than was necessary, giving them more time to talk. Madhu had no objections at all. She had discoveRed that she really liked Sameer, and hoped he would ask her out again.
Parking the car in Madhu's driveway, Sameer climbed out of the driver's side and walked around the car to open the passenger door for her. Sameer and Madhu held hands as he walked her to the front door of her house.
" I had a really great time, Sameer."
" So did I. Umm, maybe we could, uh, do something next week?" Sameer asked nervously.
" I'd like that, Sameer. Really!" Madhu was so happy that he had asked.
" Great! We can talk about it at school. Maybe take in a or something."
" Sounds good to me."
Sameer took her face in his hands and gently kissed her lips. " Good night, Madhu." he said when the kiss ended.
" Good night, Sameer." Madhu was nearly breathless. Her entire body felt as if it were tingling.
Madhu opened the door and slipped into the house. She watching Sameer walk down the sidewalk and climb into his car before closing the door. She leaned against the door jamb for a moment, smiling to herself in the darkened room. Turning, she started towards the steps.
She jumped as she turned towards the voice.
" Oh! Uncle! You startled me. I didn't see you there!" She said as her uncle stepped out of the darkened living room. She could smell the cheap whiskey he had been drinking as he approached her.
" So how was the dance?" he asked.
" It was nice, but it really took it out of me. I think I'll just go to bed." She began moving towards the steps as she said it. Her uncle scared her when he was drinking.
" What's the hurry? Isn't got time for your man?" Acharyaji grumbled as she grabbed Madhu by the arm.
" No hurry. It's only…I mean….I'm just tired, that's all. I want to….go to sleep." Madhu stammeRed. Acharyaji was beginning to scare her.
" Not yet, sweetheart. Not till you've danced with the man."
" But, Uncle, I-I'm really tired ."
" You can dance with some punk, you can dance with me!" Acharyaji pulled Madhu roughly to him. With both of his arms under hers and wrapped around her, he crushed her body against his and began swaying to music that only he could hear. Slowly, Acharyaji danced his niece around the living room, holding her tightly against himself.
" Uncle! STOP it! Don't DO that!" Madhu couldn't believe it when Acharyaji began licking and kissing her neck. She squirmed in his arms, but he was bigger and stronger than she was. He continued moving her around the floor, continued nuzzling her neck.
" UNCLE! What are you DOING?" Madhu's body jerked as Acharyaji moved one hand to her ass and began squeezing. " Stop it! Please STOP it!"
Acharyaji pulled his head back and looked his niece in the eyes. The look on her uncles face terrified Madhu. She had never seen him look so…so…DANGEROUS!
" Stop it? STOP it? Who do you think you're talking too? I'm your uncle, and you DON'T tell me what the fuck to do!" Before she could react, Acharyaji moved his hands up her back, grasping her dress on either side of the zipper. With one vicious move, Acharyaji broke the zipper and tore the back of Madhu's dress open, snapping both spaghetti straps as he did.
" UNCLE!" Madhu screamed, her eyes bulging as she grabbed the top of her dress with both hands to keep it from falling and exposing her breasts. Squeezing her to him, Acharyaji grabbed her by the hair and forced her head back. Clamping his mouth to hers, he forced his tongue between her lips. Madhu tried in vain to break free as Acharyaji's tongue darted around inside her mouth and his hand rubbed and squeezed her ass.
" Let me GO!" Madhu screamed as she began hitting Acharyaji with both fists. Acharyaji grabbed her by the wrists and forced her arms down and behind her. The top of Madhu's dress fell, exposing her bare to her uncle. Only the belt around her waist kept the dress from dropping to the floor.
" Leave me ALONE! Please, Uncle, PLEASE leave me alone!" Madhu was crying, the tears rolling down her face as Acharyaji forced her onto her back on the floor. Madhu's right arm was now pinned underneath Acharyaji, while he continued holding her left arm behind her back with his left hand. His tongue was licking her neck and upper chest, slowly moving towards her as his free right hand began pulling the hem of her dress up, bunching it around her waist and exposing her lower body, now coveRed only by her and pantyhose.
" Oh God, Uncle, PLEASE stop! You can't DO this!" Madhu struggled helplessly as Acharyaji one of her into his mouth, his tongue darting around the nipple. She felt his right hand rubbing and squeezing her nylon encased left thigh. She felt his hand work it's way slowly up her thigh, felt it rubbing her stomach and then felt it travel down the right thigh, still rubbing and squeezing as it went. Madhu tried twisting her body away, but it was no use.
" Oh, no! Oh please NO!" Madhu sobbed as Acharyaji forced his hand between her legs and began groping her through the material of her pantyhose. Acharyaji moaned in pleasure as he continued assaulting his neices firm body with his mouth and hand. She felt so damned GOOD!
Acharyaji moved up, laying on Madhu's naked chest and pinning her down as he licked her neck and ear. Madhu felt the hand at her crotch begin to pull and twist at the material of her pantyhose, trying to rip them open.
" Oh God NO! You can't DO this. Please, Uncle, PLEASE DON'T" Madhu begged as she felt the crotch of her pantyhose tear open. Acharyaji continued chewing on her neck and moaning as he pushed the crotch of her aside and began rubbing his finger between the lips of her vagina.
" Uncle! You're HURTING me. Please stop! It HURTS!" Madhu cried out as Acharyaji began forcing his finger up inside her dry vagina.
" It's okay, baby." Acharyaji mutteRed. " It's okay. Uncle's going to teach his baby to be a woman!"
Fear tore through Madhu as she realized for the first time that Acharyaji wasn't going to stop, that he was planning to use her sexually. Madhu felt sick to her stomach. This couldn't be happening to her. Her own uncle COULDN'T be doing this to her!
" Oh God, Uncle, p-please st-stop! I d-don't want to d-do this!" Madhu pleaded through her tears as Acharyaji moved his finger in and out of her. She felt her becoming moist from the movement inside it, and was ashamed that her body should be responding to this assault.
" No! D-Don't! Uncle, pleammuuppphhhh." she was cut off as Acharyaji again forced his tongue into her mouth. She felt him pull his finger out of her and shift position, moving on top of her. She tried to hold her legs together, but he forced them apart with his knees. Acharyaji was grinding his crotch against hers as his free hand moved to her breasts, kneading them roughly as is tongue continued dancing in her mouth. Madhu was twisting her body and pushing against the floor with her high heels in an attempt to free herself. She tried bucking Acharyaji off, but he was too big, too heavy.
" Mmmmrrrrrrggggg." Madhu groaned around Acharyaji's tongue as she felt him move his hand between them. Her panic began to rise as she felt him fumbling with the catch of his trousers. She heard his zipper being pulled down as he continued shoving his tongue deep into her mouth.
Acharyaji dropped his mouth to Madhu's and began as he pushed the crotch of her aside and began rubbing the head of his penis between the lips of her vagina. She had never been so afraid in her life. Her entire body was trembling. Madhu could hear the blood pounding in her ears as her heart raced. She felt the fear twisting her stomach into knots as Acharyaji continued rubbing himself up and down the entrance to her vagina. She was about to lose her virginity to HER OWN UNCLE, and there was nothing she could do about it! The realization hit her that her uncle was going to RAPE her!
" God don't! Oh God PLEASE don't!" Madhu cried out as she felt Acharyaji begin to force himself up inside of her. She felt his blood engorged member spreading the entrance to her as it moved deeper into her.
" No! Please NO! Get OUT of me! Don't DO this!" Madhu felt the tears rolling down her face as Acharyaji moved on top of her, forcing himself a little deeper into her with each thrust. He was moaning in her ear as he continued rocking on her, continued moving in and out of her.
" Oh God, Madhu! You're so TIGHT! Oh you feel so GOOD!" Acharyaji groaned in his niece's ear as he moved deeper into her body. He felt his penis come up against Madhu's unbroken hymen, and KNEW that he was her first.
Madhu felt him moving deeper into her, felt the pain as he stretched her insides with each inward thrust. She felt him hit her hymen, felt the pain as he pressed against it.
" NO! Stop it! Uncle, PLEASE stop it! I don't want to DO this! Get OUT of me! Oh please GET OUT OF ME!" Madhu screamed in desperation as her uncle pulled back, preparing for the final assault on her virginity.
" Don't! Please DON'T! You're HURTING me! Oh God NO! It HURTS! Uncle PLEASE don't! NO! NO! OHHNOOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! Madhu's body snapped taut and she screamed in pain as Acharyaji drove himself completely into her, brutally tearing through her hymen and shattering his neices virginity. Madhu was sobbing uncontrollably, her body trembling in fear and frustration as Acharyaji buried his penis deeply inside her and began slowly rocking back and forth on top of her.
" Oh, baby, you feel so good!" Acharyaji murmuRed as he lifted up and gazed into his niece's tear stained face. " You feel so damned good!"
" Oh God, Uncle! Please stop! Please get out of me! It hurts so bad!" Madhu stammeRed through her tears.
" It's okay, baby. It's okay. You'll get used to it. You're going to learn to love Uncle's dick, baby!" Acharyaji told her as he slowly moved his stiffened member inside her. God, he loved the way her hot, tight felt as his meat stretched her open. She fit so tightly around him that it felt like her was squeezing his dick. He began stroking himself in her, pulling slowly out of her before pushing himself all the way back into her. He didn't care about the grimace of pain that appeaRed on her face each time he drove into her.
" Uhhh…uhhh…uhhh!" Madhu whimpeRed each time Acharyaji thrust into her, impaling her on his rock hard dick. She felt as if he was tearing her open, ripping her insides apart. " Uhhh…uhhh…D-Uncle…uhhh…p-please….uhhh…n-no more!…uhhh…uhhh…P-please!"
Acharyaji put his hands on each side of her face as he began kissing her again. He was shoving his tongue so far into her mouth that he was causing her to gag. With her arms now free, Madhu tried pushing Acharyaji off of her, but it was no use. Her body was squirming underneath his, her legs pushing and kicking as she tried to dismount him. Still he kept her crushed to the floor as his body ground against hers.
" Uhhh…uhhh…uhhh! Oh, p-please, Uncle!" Madhu begged as Acharyaji again dropped his mouth to her breast. " Please …uhhh… leave me …uhhh… alone. …uhhh… P-please …uhhh…stop h-hurting me! …uhhh… Oh God, …uhhh… PLEASE leave me ALONE!"
Madhu felt the sweat beginning to bead on her body as the assault continued. She was still fighting, twisting her body, pushing with her legs and arms in an attempt to get her uncle's penis out of her. Her own exertions, combined with the exertions the rape was forcing on her, were rapidly bringing her to the point of exhaustion. Still her uncle used her body, driving into her over and over. She could hear him panting and moaning in her ear as he continued raping her. His hands were all over her, squeezing her breasts, rubbing her thighs, groping her buttocks. His tongue played over her nipples, licked her and chest, moving across her neck and face.
" Oh God! …uhhh… No more! …uhhh…uhhh… I c-can't t-take anymore! …uhhh… P- please, Uncle, p-please stop! …uhhh… St-stop h-hurting me! …uhhh…uhhh… Oh God!"
Acharyaji was becoming more and more excited. Madhu moaned in pain as he began driving into her at an ever more frenzied pace. She felt his penis swelling inside her even more than it had been as Acharyaji's degenerate passion increased. His penetration of her body became even deeper as his meat grew larger as he approached orgasm. The trembling in her body increased as Acharyaji relentlessly pounded into her. Suddenly, a new terror filled Madhu as, for the first time, the thought of pregnancy slammed full force into her consciousness.
Madhu began fighting even harder with the new terror. Pushing against Acharyaji's chest, digging her high heels into the carpet for leverage, twisting her body under his in an attempt to dislodge his penis from her before he could ejaculate inside of her.
" Oh God! …uhhh… Oh God Uncle! …uhhh…uhhh… Please! PLEASE don't inside me!" Madhu pleaded with her uncle. " Uhhh…uhhh… PLEASE don't! …uhhh… inside me! …uhhh…uhhh… Oh God! Oh God Uncle PLEASE don't! PLEASE DON'T!"
Acharyaji was becoming more and more excited, causing him to drive into Madhu with ever increasing ferocity. He hadn't been laid since his died nearly a year ago, and his balls were so swollen with sperm that they were sore. He could feel the head of his dick becoming ever more sensitive as it drove in and out of Madhu.
Madhu felt Acharyaji's dick pounding into her as he moaned in her ear. She could feel him swelling and stiffening even further inside her, could feel the swollen veins running the length of his meat as it moved inside her. She fought with every ounce of strength she could muster to try and get him out of her.
" Oh God! Oh God!" Acharyaji groaned as he felt his balls begin to tighten.
" No Uncle! Please NO!" Madhu pleaded as she felt Acharyaji's dick begin to throb inside her. " Don't in me! Oh God PLEASE don't in me! Oh please no! NO! DON'T! UNCLE NO! OHHH GOD NNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!" Madhu cried out as she felt the first wave of Acharyaji's shoot into her.
She could feel his dick twitching and throbbing as he shot wave after wave of thick, hot liquid deep inside her trembling body. She could feel the heat spreading through her as Acharyaji's load flooded her insides. Acharyaji kept driving into her, over and over until he had milked every drop of from his balls. With a final groan, Acharyaji collapsed on top of his niece.
Madhu lay sobbing on the floor, her dress bunched around her waist, her pantyhose torn open, and her uncle laying on top of her, moaning out his pleasure. She could feel his dick slowly softening inside her as the tears rolled down the sides of her face and into her sweat matted hair. Finally, Acharyaji pulled his dick out of his batteRed niece and stood up. Madhu lay on the floor feeling the mixture of blood and running down the crack of her ass as it started leaking out of her.
Acharyaji fastened his trousers and stepped to the end table where the bottle of whiskey stood next to a glass. He pouRed half a glass of liquor, then picked it up and turned towards Madhu, who was still laying on the floor and crying. He watched as she pulled the top of her torn dress up to cover her breasts, and then slowly sat up. Holding the top of her dress in place with one hand, she pushed the hem down with the other, covering herself as best she could. She sat on the floor crying for several minutes before, with great effort, she got to her feet. Never taking her eyes off the floor, Madhu started for the stairs when Acharyaji grabbed her by the arm.
" This is between us, Madhu. Understand that. You tell anybody, you won't live long enough to regret it. You understand?"
" I understand." Madhu mutteRed, and Acharyaji released her arm. Going to her room, Madhu collapsed on the bed and cried into her pillow for nearly half an hour. Finally, she removed her ruined clothing, put on her robe, and went to the bathroom where she spent nearly two hours in a shower as hot as she could stand. Returning to her room, she put on a pink nylon nightgown and crawled into bed where she cried herself to sleep.
Madhu wasn't sure how long she had been asleep when she was suddenly awakened. She realized that it was the covers being pulled off of her that had woken her, and she gasped as she felt her uncle crawl into bed next to her.
" Hello, baby." Acharyaji murmuRed as he lay partially on Madhu and put his arms around her. " Ready for your next lesson?" Madhu realized with a shock that Acharyaji was naked.
" Oh, no. Not again. Please, Uncle, not again!" Madhu whimpeRed as Acharyaji began feeling her breasts. Her tears began streaking her face as her uncle started kissing her and rubbing his hands over her body. She felt him pull the hem of her nightgown above her waist and then start to push her down. This couldn't be happening again, she thought as Acharyaji removed her panties. It just couldn't be.
" Please, Uncle, please don't. Oh, God, please don't." she begged as Acharyaji climbed on top of her and forced her legs apart. She squeezed her eyes shut and groaned as she felt his dick forcing it's way up inside her. She heard her uncle sigh as he buried himself completely in her body. Madhu cried quietly as her uncle slowly stroked his dick in and out of her. She felt his hands roaming all over her body. She could taste the cheap whiskey he had been drinking when he forced his tongue into her mouth.
Madhu could watch the minutes crawl by on the lighted face of the digital clock on her nightstand. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. How long was it going to last? How much more could she stand?
" Please, Uncle. …uhhh…uhhh… Please stop. …uhhh…uhhh… Oh, God, PLEASE stop!" Madhu whimpeRed in pain as her uncle pumped himself inside her. She was still hurting from the first rape, so this second assault was agonizing to her. " Uhhh…uhhh… Oh, God, it h-hurts! …uhhh…uhhh… It hurts so bad! …uhhh…uhhh… Please! Please no more!" .
" Aw, baby, I don't want to you. You're sore down there, aren't you?" Acharyaji told her as he pulled his dick out of her. Madhu moaned in relief as she felt Acharyaji withdraw from her. Having him inside her had been incRedibly painful.
" Just roll over, sweetheart, and we'll do something different so we won't your poor little pussy." Madhu felt the fear twist at her insides as she realized what Acharyaji intended to do.
" NO! Oh God NO! You CAN'T do that! You just CAN'T!" Madhu screamed as Acharyaji grabbed her arm and began forcing her to roll over. She fought as hard as she could, but she was no match for her uncle. Twisting one of her arms up behind her back, Acharyaji forced her onto her stomach and used his knees to pry her legs apart. He dropped onto her back, using his weight to pin her to the bed.
" Oh God, NO!" Madhu cried. " Don't DO this! Oh God! OWWWW!" Madhu's eyes squeezed shut and her brow furrowed in pain as Acharyaji forced the head of his dick into her rectum. The pain was incRedible!
" Don't! PLEASE don't! It's too BIG! AHHHH! AHHHH! Oh God it HURTS!" she screamed as she squirmed underneath her uncle, trying to escape from the dick that was penetrating her more deeply with every thrust. Acharyaji would begin withdrawing his dick from her and then thrust in, withdraw and thrust in, each time driving a little farther into her super tight anal passage. Over and over he pounded into her, ignoring her screams of pain.
" Oh God! Oh God! PLEASE stop! Oh God! Oh God NNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" Madhu arched her back and her head snapped back as Acharyaji finally overcame the resistance of her body and drove the full length of his dick deep into her bowels. The intense pain tore through to the very center of her being, and Madhu thought that she would surely die.
" Goddamn does that feel good!" Acharyaji groaned into her ear. " Jesus Christ do you have a good ass, baby!"
Madhu buried her face in her pillow while Acharyaji buried his dick in her ass. She felt as if she were being ripped in two as Acharyaji repeatedly and viciously drove into her. The pain was even worse than the first time he had raped her. She ground her teeth together and moaned in pain as her uncle brutally violated her.
" Nnnuuuhhh…nnnuuuhhh… Oh God! …ooohhhhh… P-please st-STOP! …nnnuuuhhh… I can't t-TAKE it …nnnuuuhhh… anymore! …nnnuuuhhh… D-Uncle, PLEASE!"
Acharyaji ignoRed his niece's pleas and continued plowing into her as fast and as hard as he could. He loved feeling her tightness around his meat. He loved feeling her body squirm under his. He loved hearing her beg and scream. Oh God, she felt so fucking good!
" Uhhh…uhhh… N-no m-more! …uhhh…uhhh… oohhhhhh …uhhh… P-please, Uncle, please! …uhhh…uhhh… You're h-hurting me! oohhhhhh …uhhh…uhhh…" she begged in vain. She could feel Acharyaji swelling inside her and knew that he was getting close.
Acharyaji's excitement was growing as he drove himself repeatedly into Madhu's bowels. She was so tight around him that it felt as if her ass was milking his dick. He could feel the head of his dick growing more sensitive as it moved deep inside Madhu's firm, body. Acharyaji began driving into her with an ever increasing frenzy.
" Oh GOD, Uncle! …uhhh…uhhh… Oh GOD it HURTS! oohhhhhh …uhhh…uhhh… Please st-stop! …uhhh…uhhh… Oh Jesus Christ PLEASE STOP!" Madhu screamed in pain as Acharyaji reamed out her asshole. " Oh no! Oh God PLEASE no! Ahh…ahh… ooooohhhhhhhhhuuuu!" Madhu moaned as she felt Acharyaji shooting his load deep inside her, felt the heat of his spreading through her bowels. Acharyaji was still pounding into her, milking every bit of from his balls. Madhu heard him groan in pleasure as he began slowing his pace. Finally, he quit moving and collapsed on her back. Madhu lay there, crying quietly as she felt the dick in her ass slowly softening.
" You've got a really great ass, baby." Acharyaji murmuRed as he kissed her on the ear. With a grunt, he pulled his dick out of her brutalized rectum and climbed off the bed. Madhu buried her face in her pillow and cried out her agony as Acharyaji left her bedroom. Why was this happening to her? What had she done to deserve this? Slowly, she crawled out of bed and, barely able to walk, made her way to the bathroom.
Madhu got very little sleep that night. She planned to avoid her uncle on Sunday by staying in her room. Unfortunately for her, it didn't work.
" Madhu! Madhu, get down here and make breakfast!" Acharyaji called up the stairs.
" I-I'm not hungry, Uncle." she replied, hoping that he would drop it.
" Well I AM hungry, so get down here and start hustling!"
Madhu knew better than to push too far. Maybe she could make her uncle breakfast, and then get back to her room before he finished eating. She put on a pair of jeans and a sweat before going down stairs, not wanting to give her uncle any encouragement.
Acharyaji sat at the kitchen table smoking a cigarette while Madhu made bacon, eggs and toast. Putting the plate in front of her uncle, she turned to leave the kitchen.
" Sit down." Acharyaji told her.
" B-but I was going to…"
" I said sit down. I don't like eating alone."
Madhu sat down at the kitchen table and folded her hands in her lap, looking down at the floor. What was her uncle thinking? What was he planning? Madhu began shivering with fear.
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