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---- Possessed - Chapter 4
Discovery of Self
Ajay entered the cubicle sheepishly. "I'm sorry about that but I
couldn't help it", he said.
"It's okay. If I were in your place I don't think I would be able to
hold back either. I hope you enjoyed the show." She was surprised at
herself for saying what she did but after it was out she realized that she
really did not mind it and in fact actually enjoyed the fact that she was
being watched. It had heightened the sexual tension and hence the power of
"Did I enjoy it? Sohaila that was the best goddamn of my
life", he said. The twinkle in his eyes let her know that he meant it
genuinely and not in a cheap manner. She blushed.
The rest of the day passed by quickly but all the while she was aware of
the sexual tension that filled her cubicle. A couple of times she felt his
eyes roaming her body. Surprisingly she did not mind it and actually kept
her thighs apart for most of the day so he had a clear view of her and she never bothered to conceal her from him either.
It was closing into seven when the Voice reminded her that she had a
date. She grimaced at the thought of what happened in the morning in the
car. Then she surprised herself again by growing wet at the thought of
having to ride home with Rakesh in the car again. She quickly packed up
her things, tidied up her table, bid good night to Ajay, and rushed
She was relieved to find that Rakesh hadn't turned up yet. Unlike most
women she hated keeping people waiting for her. She stood at the kerb and
waited for his blue sedan to drive up. She was aware of the looks she was
getting from the passers by. She imagined the sight they were staring at.
Her nipples which would be taut due to the cold wind would be apparent to
all the people and she found that excited her.
"Are you surprised that you are actually enjoying flashing your body?"
"Where were you? Thank you for leaving me to do my work for the day. I
was worried that you wouldn't let me get any work done." It was the truth,
she had been shit scared of it and all during the day she had expected the
Voice to leap out and distract her or at least fuck her again in the
presence of someone.
"I am not your enemy Sohaila. You need to understand that. I am here
to set you free. Free from all the ropes that you and society have bound
you in. I promise you a wonderful life, I promise to extract from deep
within you the woman you are."
The words scared her. She wondered what the Voice had in store for her.
More importantly she wondered where she would end up after it was through
with her. Today it had already, in a span of less than twenty-four hours,
got her to become comfortable with flaunting her body. What would it do
"I know you are scared. Most of us are, especially when the pot of gold
at the end of the voyage we are about to undertake is ourselves. All I ask
you is to trust me and let me show you who you are."
"Who are you?" she asked it.
"All in good time my dear. Right now I want to fuck you."
"No" she pleaded in what she knew was a futile attempt.
She waited for her to fill with penis but it nothing happened. The
she felt fingers trail the insides of her thighs. She bit back a moan.
Softly the fingers played on her thighs going up almost to her vagina, but
never reaching there. The desperation to feel the fingers play with her
clit made her crazy.
But it stayed away, teasing her and toying with her. Just then the blue
sedan drove up.
For a moment she was confused. She was torn between the pleasure
between her thighs and the need to get into the car so she would not make a
fool of herself on her kerb. She got a hold of herself and stepped into
"Sorry I am late, traffic" he explained.
She leaned back on the seat and closed her eyes as her orgasm coiled
itself to hit her. She knew that Rakesh was staring at her but at that
moment that fact was little more than an irritation as compared to the
feelings that filled her cunt.
"Mmmmmmphffff!" she grunted as the orgasm filled her and the air about
her. She slumped into the seat, her breathing coming fast and beads of
sweat on her forehead.
She looked at Rakesh who was looking at her as if she were a Martian.
"Just drive please?" she asked.
He shook his head, put the car into gear, and pulled out into the
"May I ask what is wrong? Both in the morning and now it seemed like
you were having major orgasms." His voice was not rude or teasing, it had
concern in it.
She felt sorry for him. Here was a woman he had been ogling at for
close to half a year. The first time he musters up the guts to ask her to
ride with him she agrees and then proceeds to have an orgasm.
"Listen Rakesh, you were right I did have, as you put it, major orgasms.
It is a mental problem that I have and I am working on it. I would be very
indebted to you if you don't mention it around. I mean, you know, I would
look bad, I hope you understand", she rambled on.
"Yeah, I understand. Don't worry I won't talk about it", he assured
The rest of the trip was made in silence both of them now knowing what
As they reached their apartments she felt the penis grow inside her.
"Oh God! No, please!" she pleaded with the Voice. But it remained
The thrust inside her were urgent thrusts. Almost desperate!
Rakesh did not seem to notice her discomfort. He parked the car and got
out. Sohaila did not trust herself to make it to the elevator. Rakesh
looked at her and she struggled out of the car. By the time they were in
the elevator her body was hot with need. And then as suddenly as it began
it stopped, leaving her in purgatory.
"Finish what you started, please!" she begged.
"Why do you need me? You have a with you ask him to satisfy you."
"No please! Don't do this to me." She was desperate now. The penis
hadn't disappeared, it throbbed inside her but did nothing to bring her to
a climax. Just then the lift came to a standstill. It was a powercut.
"Now is your chance. Ask him to finish what I started."
"No" she replied.
The throbbing cock inside her was driving her over the edge. She threw
herself on Rakesh. Her hands desperately seeking for his penis. It was
hard, she could feel it through his trousers. She unzipped him and pulled
it out. The hiked her skirt up to her waist and spread her legs.
"Fuck me! Please! I need it" she pleaded with the surprised Rakesh.
However he did not need another invitation. He pushed her to the wall of
the elevator and entered her easily, she was dripping wet and offered no
He began to pump into her and his lips sought hers out. They kissed
like two long lost lovers. His tongue slipped into her mouth and began to
explore it. She offered no resistance, all she could think off was the
pleasure his cock was giving her. She met each of his thrusts with one of
hers. The elevator cubicle swung with their exertions but neither gave a
damn, it was pure lust that gripped them and refused to let go.
"God I'm cumming" he whispered in her ears.
"Hold it, not inside me," she told him.
Just then her orgasm hit her and as she squeezed her legs together she
hoped he would not let go of his load inside her. After the orgasm had
left her, she pushed him away and got on her knees and began to suck his
penis and he shot. She was surprised at the amount on he had and had a
tough time taking it all in. She swallowed and swallowed so that none of
it would fall to the floor. Then after he was done she continued to suck
him and clean him.
She stood up and straightened out her skirt and he his clothes. As soon
as they were done the elevator began to move again.
"Did you have anything to do with the elevator stopping?" she asked the
"What do you think?"
"I think you did", she said.
"Well then think I did."
The elevator arrived at their floor and the two of them walked out, glad
that there was no one there at the door to the elevator. They moved to
their respective apartments without saying a word, both embarrassed.
Sohaila went straight to her room and into the toilet. There she
brought up all that she had taken in.
"What are you doing to me?" she asked.
"Didn't you enjoy it?"
"That's not what I asked. The issue is not whether I enjoyed it, but
whether I wanted to do it. And I did not want to do it", she screamed in
"Then refuse me. The fact is you can't. You enjoy it and want it."