Breaking & Entering Pt. 01

Seeing me struggle to reach the cabinet, Tejinder moved swiftly behind me. His body brushed against mine as he reached over to the cabinet. Far from being accidental, this move was clearly deliberate. I felt his tall, lean body brush against my back and his crotch pushed against my butt. The jar of spice was right in his hand but he stayed put in his place, enjoying the bodily contact.

I cringed at the unwanted touch but he seemed thrilled. I thought he'd step back after retrieving the jar of spices but I was wrong. With the jar in one hand, he placed his other hand on my waist and squeezed it. I visibly shivered out of sheer disgust. I was being so openly molested by this thug in my own house; just the thought disgusted me.

He definitely hadn't bathed in days and I could smell the musky odour from his body and from his dirty clothes. Standing so close to me, he towered over me. His chest brushed against the back of my head, his stomach against my back and his crotch was perfectly aligned with my butt. I felt his hips gyrate against me. I cringed but couldn't help but notice the bulge growing against my butt.

The stench of his unwashed body and the smell of tobacco from his mouth made my stomach churn. I wanted to push him back and slap him as hard as I could but I knew that either I'd get a tighter slap in return or worse, a bullet in my head. The thought of leaving my baby and my husband behind was too overpowering and I endured this nightmarish situation.

He placed the jar on the counter and took a step backward. I could still feel his eyes on me and soon, I felt his hands on me too. I shrieked as he grabbed my butt cheek and gave it a hard squeeze. The squeeze was painful. I bit my lip to avoid screaming but he squeezed harder. He was perhaps enjoying seeing me struggle more than he was enjoying a handful of my butt flesh that he had gripped.

"Aaaarrrgghhh..." I let out a moan of pain as I just couldn't control it anymore. Tejinder chuckled and then slapped my aching butt hard which pushed me against the kitchen counter. My eyes were closed and tears rolled down my eyes as I cursed my fate and prayed to God to set me free.

"The eggs are burning." I heard him say, but I was still in pain.

"Bhenchod -- eggs are fucking burning!" he yelled again. His booming voice startled me back to reality and I turned off the stove immediately.

The next second I screamed again as he lunged at me and embraced me in a bear hug. In no time his hands found my breasts and squeezed them hard. I struggled to escape but he was too strong for me. I tried to slap his hands away but simply couldn't. He cupped my breasts and was squeezing them repeatedly like giving a massage, albeit very rough.

Till now I was whimpering, trying to set myself free but then I screamed as his hand reached underneath to my crotch and cupped it. I tried pushing his hand away as strongly as I could but it didn't budge. I felt his thick finger swipe along the length of my pussy and I shivered visibly. The thin fabric of the shorts and the panties under didn't provide much protection to his assault.

I was in a bear hug with this escaped convict who was squeezing my breasts and rubbing my pussy but to add to it, he started necking me. Even though he wasn't even close to being gentle like Rohan, my neck is my most erogenous spot, and a bodily reaction was due.

I felt a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach and although my mind was resisting him, my body started responding. It was perhaps an automatic reaction but I felt my panties dampen, my nipples harden. My heart was already pounding and my breath was short. Physically I was aroused but my mind still was fighting back.

I was still struggling, trying to push him away. I raised my foot and stomped it on his bare foot. His grip loosened and I heard him grunt but he recovered. The hand that was on my breasts came up to my neck and he started choking me. The grip tightened and it got difficult to breathe. The struggle was now to stay alive.

"Bhenchod randi Sali... I think you want to die..." he grunted in my ear.

"Aaarrcckkhhh... Noo.... Plea..." I struggled to plead.

It started getting darker as my brain started running out of air. In those chaotic moments, I thought this was it... but then he loosened his grip a little.

"See... I don't want to kill you but you're being too much of a bitch... I swear I'll strangle you." he whispered in my ear. It sounded like Death himself spoke to me.

I nodded and as soon as I did, he let go of my neck. I inhaled loudly as my starving body took in as much oxygen as it could.

I was still in his bear hug and a few minutes after I recovered, Tejinder was back to what he was doing before he tried to kill me. He was squeezing my tits hard, alternating between them while his other hand was back to rubbing my pussy. I squirmed as I felt his hand slide under my shirt and grab my breast. I was being molested in my very own house and I could do nothing about it.

I cursed myself. Why didn't I go with Rohan and Aarav and stay back for this exam? At least I wouldn't have to go through this.

I drew a sharp breath when his hand deftly slid under my pyjamas and his finger slid along the length of my pussy. I visibly shuddered when his thick, rough finger rubbed my clit. He laughed seeing my reaction and his finger started expertly playing with my clit. My hand gripped his wrist but it was too small and weak to stop it.

I opened my eyes wide in shock when I realised I was getting wet. 'No... No... Nooo! This can't be happening.' I thought feverishly. I was being forced upon so how could my body betray me like this?

Tejinder stopped for a while and I looked back at him. His eyes gleamed with the realisation of my arousal. I looked at him in horror and disbelief like a deer caught in the lights of a car. His fingers stirred a moment later and he guffawed seeing me shiver. He did it again to evoke the same reaction and again and again.

A few seconds later I was back to shuddering like before and he was busy licking my ears, squeezing my tits and tweaking my clit. And then I sensed it. I sensed an orgasm arriving. My body was showing all the signs of it. As much as I tried to push him away, I couldn't; as much as I tried to tame my mind, I couldn't. I was about to cum.

"Ummhh... Ummhppff..." I heard Fahim behind us, clearing his throat.

Tejinder stopped immediately and withdrew. I collapsed onto the kitchen counter, my body still shivering from that assault on my body and senses.

"Brother... I know it's been ages since you've gotten laid but we have to leave town at the earliest." Fahim said, placing his hand on Tejinder's shoulder.

"Hmmm... I couldn't control myself." Tejinder said before laughing out loud. He raised his finger to show Fahim my juices on the tip. Fahim looked at me with raised eyebrows and a devilish smile but said nothing.

"Haha... now let's eat." Fahim declared as he sat at the dining table and Tejinder joined him. And like a gracious host to unwanted guests, I served them their meal.

I have never seen anyone eat like they did. They literally attacked the food as soon I placed it on the table. The guys were starving, and I am sure the food in the jail isn't exactly cooked by a gourmet chef. Seeing them swallow the food made me a little proud of myself. Even though they hadn't uttered a word about how it tasted, just seeing them gobble it down was itself a form of appreciation.

"Do you have anything to drink?" Tejinder asked.

"Uuhh... Coffee?" I replied blankly. They stopped eating and looked at each other for a second before erupting in loud laughter.

I felt a little insulted but also confused. The men, once they were done laughing, looked at me before Fahim spoke, "Do you have alcohol?"

"Uuuhh... yes... yeahh." I stammered a response.

"Then bring it... don't stand there like a stupid bitch.," Fahim commanded.

I stumbled to the corner of the kitchen to get the bottle. Rohan always kept stock of some high quality liquor. He was an occasional drinker but kept the booze for when guests came to our house.

I fetched the bottle from the cabinet and went to get the glasses.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Fahim thundered.

"Glasses..." I replied feebly.

"Fuck that. Gimme the bottle," he commanded. I scampered back to the dining table and he snatched the bottle out of my hand. He pulled the cap open and then put it to his mouth and started gulping it down like it was water.

After taking a huge swig of the whiskey, he handed it over to Tejinder who did the same. In a matter of seconds, half the bottle was finished and by the time they were done with their meal, the bottle was empty. I saw with my very own eyes, an entire bottle of Johnny Walker Blue Label being gulped down by these two criminals.

'What the fuck am I going to tell Rohan about this? Who finished an entire bottle of whiskey? He knows I don't drink it. I'll tell him the bottle broke when I was cleaning the cabinet... hmmm...' My mind had moved to an irrational place, thinking about a missing bottle of whiskey when two murderers were sitting in my house.

The men burped out loud one after the other, signalling the end of their meals. I cringed in absolute disgust hearing them belch but they didn't give two fucks about minding their manners in front of a lady.

Fahim then proceeded to take out a packet of bidis from his pocket and handed one to Tejinder before lighting one for himself. The men then smoked their bidis in my kitchen. I was incensed to see them smoke in my house but couldn't do anything about it. Once done, they threw the stubs on the floor and got up. Tejinder grabbed my arm and we both followed Fahim as he walked up the stairs.

"What are you dojng... where are you taking me??? Please for God's sake... let me go!!!" I screamed but neither of them stopped. I was being taken to my bedroom and I knew I was going to be mercilessly raped and then probably killed. I struggled to free myself but Tejinder's grip around my arm was far too strong. They dragged me to my bedroom before pushing me on the bed. I was shaking in fear; my skin had gone pale.

"Shut her mouth!" Fahim thundered and the very next moment, I felt a tight slap land on my face. Tejinder's fat hand just landed, and I fell down from the sheer force of the slap. Tejinder did his job well. I did stop shouting but only because I was almost knocked out with that slap.

I blacked out for a few seconds before I started to get some sense back. The stinging sound was still echoing in my ear and my cheek felt hot. I touched it gently and it hurt. I was sure it had turned red with hand marks from it because of how hard the slap was.

"We can kill you right now. We have killed a lot of people before and adding your name to the list won't make a difference." Tejinder said before gripping my hair and pulling me up. I moaned in pain as he yanked my hair.

"Take off her clothes," Fahim ordered and Tejinder got to the job immediately. I felt his hand land on my shirt and pull it hard.

"No! Please nooooo..." I burst into tears as I tried to stop Tejinder from disrobing me. He pulled harder and I resisted to a point where he yanked my shirt so hard that it ripped. Completely destroyed, the shirt fell off my body and I instinctively covered myself. Tejinder didn't give me a chance to be modest. He pushed my arms aside, dug his hand into my bra and yanked it hard. With a loud snap, the bra gave way and my ample breasts bounced out of confinement.

I screamed but then I felt his hand land hard on my cheek but not as hard as the last time. It had the desired effect of shutting me up, but I continued sobbing. By now I had given up and Tejinder didn't waste any time taking off my shorts and panties and throwing them away.

"Put her on the bed." Fahim ordered. Tejinder promptly picked me up in his arms, walked over to the side of the bed and threw me on. I groaned as I made a hard landing.

I was moaning in pain, holding my back after that nasty fall. Meanwhile, Tejinder had opened Rohan's closet and had started going through all his stuff. I thought he was looking for money or something valuable but a few moments later he stopped and turned around with a bunch of Rohan's ties in his hands.

At first, I was confused but then when he came over to the side of the bed and grabbed my arm, it was abundantly clear what he wanted to do. I tried to wrestle my arm free from his grip, but he pulled it hard against the headboard of the bed and pinned it. Then he tied that arm to the leg of the bed using one of Rohan's expensive silk ties. He quickly walked over to the other side of the bed and tied my other hand.

"Please... take the money, jewellery... everything but please let me go... Please..." I pleaded with them, but they turned a deaf ear to my plea.

With me tied up on the bed, I expected them to go through everything in the house. There was some money in my closet and some jewellery in the safe in Rohan's closet but besides that, there wasn't much in the house handy enough to steal. But they just stood there quietly, watching my naked body spread out on my bed. Fahim put his hand inside his pocket and fished out his pack of bidis. He handed one to Tejinder and took one for himself. He fished out a matchbox from his pocket and lit both their cigarettes. Soon the closed room was full of smoke and stench from the bidis.

They threw the burned out bidis on the floor before Fahim walked over and switched off the lights. This was really strange. They were neither stealing or looting anything. Neither were they forcing themselves on me. A part of me was relieved at this but there was a part of me that was terrified of their erratic behaviour. Perhaps this was the calm before the storm.

I felt the bed rustle as the men lay down next to me. As my eyes got used to the dark, I realised that Fahim was lying to my left and Tejinder was to my right.

"You're naked so that you don't run away." Tejinder explained. I cringed in disgust as his dirty smelly mouth came close to mine.

What the fuck was I supposed to do now? I was tied up tight, naked in bed with two criminals. Even though I missed Rohan at that very moment, I also thought it was good that he was out of town right now. If he found me like this, he would lose it. I had to get out of this mess!

I was wide awake while the men were quiet; I thought they had fallen asleep. How could I sleep like them in such a situation? I counted every second waiting for the sun to rise, for my eyes to open and for the nightmare to end.

I felt a hand crawl up my thigh. At first, I stiffened then started kicking my legs violently. I realised it was Tejinder's hand. It slowly moved from my thigh up to my hip and then settled on my stomach. The hand then slowly moved to my waist before grabbing a handful of my flesh and squeezing it. I trembled and froze. I thrashed my legs trying to get his hand off me, but he put his heavy leg over mine. Under the weight of his massive leg, I couldn't help but stay still.

His hand moved from my waist and stopped over my navel. I felt his thick finger inside my deep navel. I thrashed as the finger fidgeted within me. I had closed my eyes and had pursed my mouth tight, trying to endure this nightmare.

The fidgeting stopped as he moved his hand up. I trembled and shook, trying to shake his hand off but it steadily moved up.

"Mmmmmmpppp... Noooooo..." I whimpered as he cupped my right breast and gave it a squeeze. I wanted to die right there. I wished they would simply kill me.

My breasts were a handful even for Rohan but in Tejinder's freakishly large hands, they felt like two small melons. His hand switched from one breast to the other; cupping them, squeezing them and pinching my nipples.

"Ummm... hmmpfff..." I whimpered, trying very hard not to moan. The moans were a mix of pain and ecstasy. I was breathing heavily and whimpering occasionally as Tejinder expertly handled my breasts. I was utterly shocked seeing my nipples had slowly become erect. As much as I was resisting this mentally, my body was acting in its own way.

Tejinder continued playing with my breasts, cupping them, weighing them in his hand, squeezing them. He was paying a little too much attention to my nipples; Moving the tip of his finger on my areola a few times before pinching my engorged, turgid nipple.

Even if I hated these two for doing this to me, I hated myself even more. I hated the fact that I was getting aroused even when I wanted to run away. I was sobbing, my eyes were closed and my head and turned sideways to avoid seeing all that was happening down there.

Rohan, my husband, was the only man to ever see me naked. His hands were the only pair of hands that had touched my naked breasts. He was my husband and I willingly let him touch me. I let him take off my clothes when he made love to me. I loved him and he loved me. He owned my body and my soul. But after this thug had touched and defiled my body, I couldn't imagine facing Rohan. How could I let this happen to me?

This rush of emotion had distracted me from what was happening. It took me a few moments to realise that Tejinder had stopped. I opened my eyes and looked down to see his mouth hovering just above my erect nipple. I gasped in horror!

"No. Nahi... Please nahi... let me go..." I pleaded. He stopped and looked up at me, a smile on his face.

"Please. Please let me go... Please no... Aaaaahhhhh..." My plea was cut short with a gasp as Tejinder's mouth engulfed my nipple.

I groaned and thrashed wildly, desperately trying to free myself. I pulled on the tie trying to tear them. I wanted to push him off me and jump off the balcony. But I couldn't do anything besides cry and thrash.

I took a sharp breath and arched my back as I felt his mouth close around my nipple. I clutched the ties tightly and bit my lower lip, desperately trying not to scream. Tejinder's hand was now playing with my other breast, slowly rubbing my nipple between his two fingers.

My body was trembling and thrashing from the jolts of this undesired pleasure pulsing through my body. I finally dared to open my eyes and look down and the sight made me shiver. Tejinder was hungrily sucking on my breast. His mouth was latched firmly on my nipple, pulling it with his mouth. I could feel his warm, heavy breath on my soft skin.

His turbaned head and bearded face were blocking my view to some extent but even in the dark, I could make out his thick, dry lips sucking my nipples. In the dead silence of the night, I could hear the smacking and sucking noises his mouth made as he sucked on my nipple like a baby.

His hand was on my waist, squeezing my soft flesh, his nails digging into it. His hand snaked around my back, wrapped itself around my lower back and he raised me, allowing more of my breast to sneak into his mouth.

He sneaked his hand down to my butt and squeezed it, digging his sharp nails into the flesh. I screamed from the pain. He squeezed and caressed my ass, feeling its softness, its curvature. His finger sneaked into the butt crack. I clenched my butt cheeks reflexively as I felt his finger probe my butt hole. He rubbed it with this thick, rough finger and my body shivered.

He pulled back from my butt but his mouth was still latched on to my breast, hungrily sucking on it. His hand swiftly moved from my butt to my crotch, cupping it. I yelled and closed my legs tight but that only helped him cup my pussy tighter. My legs were tightly closed around his hands which made it difficult for him to manoeuvre. He wiggled his hand out and immediately grabbed my knee to pull my legs apart.

I held my legs together tightly, seeing this as the last chance to save my modesty. He tried to pull on my knee, but I resisted. He grabbed my right knee and then I felt a hand on the other. I looked to my left to see Fahim was sitting up and his hand was on my knee. Despite all the strength I could muster, they effortlessly pulled my legs apart.