Me Too - Part 3

She had ordered food. She took Gujarati food items puran poli, thepla, doodhpak and khandvi which she had never eaten before. She felt it was delicious and thought of staying here more days than the director had scheduled. She thought she was living the character as it was in the movie. She smiled as fed spoonful of apple rabdi dessert into her mouth. After dinner she liked to hear music. She knew the food was heavy today, but loved to eat more. She had already planned to taste the remaining left out food items tomorrow. Anyway they were going to stay here for next two days. She also wanted to go and see the Statue of Unity if she had time. She had no idea if the director would allow her to go and have a look. It was two hundred kilometer distance north from here. It was a long ride, but she wished to see this gigantic statue of Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel who is the Iron Man of India. But it seemed impossible for her. This time it may not be possible for me, she thought and dismissed her innocuous idea to see the place.

Now she was lying flat on her stomach, as browsed through the songs list in her smartphone. She always loved to hear Gopal Chaturvedi songs. His songs in PWK film she loved more than anything in the world. She thought his music was both mysterious and stunning. She would keep hearing his composed songs again and again for 24X7. She thought he would be the music composer in the movie which she is acting now, but the director had chosen some new music composer instead. Though she wasn’t disappointed with the director’s choice, she wished it to be him. She scrolled her finger on the mobile and played a melodious song from it. She increased the volume more than recommended, and you could see the warning message popped on her mobile screen. She always loved Oppo phones, because she used to take lots of selfies.

There was a knock on the door. She couldn’t hear it as the song was running. You know it was loud on her ears. The knocks stopped. Now, she had received a call from the hero. Her heart skipped a beat on seeing his name flashing on the screen. She didn’t attend it because she wasn’t in a mood to talk with him at all. She tossed the mobile phone on the pillow. Now the door rained with thuds. She gasped and frightened. It was like someone had come to kill her in this late hour. Time was eleven o’clock now. She couldn’t even guess who he had come now. She told the servant to come and collect the dinner plates tomorrow. Director has come to brief the scene so that I can rehearse the dialogues? She thought. But he had never disturbed her after nine o’clock. It was unusual. She climbed down from her bed and slowly walked across her spacious room to open the door. She flipped the latch as the door slightly opened with a thin creaking noise. Guess who? Yes.

“Hello Savitha, I am sorry to disturb you at late night,” the hero said.

She was panicked for sure. Her heart was juggling between thoughts.

“It’s all right, can you tell me what’s the matter?” she said, little stubborn this time. It was not her nature at all to speak sullenly with someone. But she couldn’t help herself in this matter. What had happened to her in the evening was still haunting her soul now.

“Don’t you ask me to come inside,” he said, as fiddled with his white iphone8 which was in his right hand.

She took a deep breath. Her satin grey loose top was clearly accentuating the contours of her vigorous breasts. The hero’s look fell on it, but for a few seconds.

“Yeah, please come in,” she said in a painful voice. She couldn’t guess why he had come here. All she wished was that he would leave this room sooner.

He sat on the bed as ran his right hand on the kurlon pillow, which was smooth as dove’s feathers.

“Come sit down here,” he said to her. She was standing nervously in front of him. Her heartbeat was pounding harder inside her chest. No, I am not going to sit down in the bed, she thought. But she couldn’t convey her thoughts to him. She was afraid. After all he was a famous star. She swallowed a lump down her throat.

But she sat in the bed next to him by gripping her hands on the edge of the bed. She did it against her wish. The window was creaking left and right as the wind swished into the room. But it wasn’t going to rain outside, because the moon was gleaming brightly in the sky, and billions of stars smiling from the heaven. It was great night to withhold in your eyes.

“Yeah, tell me what you need?” she said in a thin voice. She didn’t want to ask sorry for what she had done in the shooting. I didn’t do any wrong, I am not going to ask sorry to him because he only had misbehaved with me in the scene, she thought. She clenched her breath as she looked at him with her soft glazing eyes.

“Hmmm, thanks for asking me directly. I will come to the point straightway. I don’t like twist talking, you know,” he said and nodded his head. His right leg crossed on his left thigh now. “I liked you. I think you are lucky that I wanted to spend tonight with you.”

She was aghast and frightened. Suddenly sweat beads popped on her forehead. Her throat was choked as if she had swallowed a mutton bone.

“What that mean?” she said. She was not breathing at all. Her face was grim and pale, but her eyes were terror stricken.

“That means,” he said, as his right hand slowly crawled on the bed and to her shack which was bare and white. Yes, she wore short blue skirt tonight. “Can we both sleep together?”

Upon his touch she immediately jerked her feet as the low trill came from her anklet silver. She was panicked now. It was nightmare for her. She had never imagined a big star like him to behave lasciviously with her. That too trying to touch her in a sneaky way. If someone had touched she would have definitely beaten across his face. When she was studying eleventh standard, she had gone with her mother to a big retail shop in the city. She took all her favorite salwar kameezes and tops to trial it before its selection, but when she was close to the trial room, a young lad came suddenly and squeezed her left breast and went away in a flick of second.

She was so disturbed and angry at him. She chased after him like a police would chase a thief who had snatched a chain of a woman, and grabbed his collar and pounded slaps across his cheeks which streaked with her finger prints. She would never forget this incident in her life. Even this incident was published in a newspaper the very next day. Lots of girls had sent comments to appreciate her bravery.

But now it was a different situation. Clearly she was struggling to take a right decision. She can’t beat him just like that. He is a big star. She fought herself to do the right thing.

“No, we can’t do this,” she snapped back in strong protest.

His eyes lingered on hers. His lips became dry and snarled. There is not a single woman who wouldn’t want to hang on with me, but she….he thought. His left cheek throbbed as he thought about it.

“What?” he said in an angry tone. His mouth was twisted as he nodded.

She folded her hands in front of him and said, “I am sorry. I am not such a girl. You can’t force me.”

He smiled now like a buffoon. He thought he can prey on her easily, but her resistance had immensely bothered him. He wasn’t drunk, but had a peg of red wine before he entered here. The tenor of his voice was as good as she had seen him in any movie. There was a time when she had thought of marrying a guy like him, but definitely not now after seeing him misbehave in the shot and here. She had high opinion about him and it was thrashed in a quick second. Actually she wanted to meet the director and tell him that she will to get out of the movie if the hero takes advantage of her once again. But she didn’t go meet him, and she didn’t like the idea of putting him under embarrassment.

“I haven’t seen a girl like you. What are you going to do alone, eh? Just enjoy the night babe, don’t you think you are so lucky to have me in your bed?” he said. His hand slowly moving up her arm, he could feel the silky white layer of her skin. Her arms and legs were spotless and not a single thin hair can be found in it, she was glowing like twilight. But Savitha felt irritated as if a worm was crawling on her, it was disgusting. Her fist curled as she pressed her lips tightly. She half closed her eyes. Now his hand was on the back of her neck, rubbing it gently, and it was coming down to her neck. Her breasts trickled inside her top as she flourished her hand on his cheek, a loud chump sound came now.

“You…….I told you can’t do this,” she said now. She was shedding tears for what she had done. She knew she couldn’t beat a big person just like that. But she had done it. She couldn’t control his slobbering attitude anymore.

His right hand went to his cheek, which turned tomato red now. He was groaning under his hot breath. The place where she had hit was paining like hell to him and he felt ashamed of it. Not because he had done wrong to her, but she had beaten him.

“How dare you beat me?” he said, grinding his teeth and his eyes shone bloody red. “You little thin girl. You know who am I? You know what my status? You know what my fan following? If I snap a finger thousands of girls would fall on my feet. But you…………” he said as shook his head with spiteful groan.

“I know I shouldn’t have beaten you. I ask sorry thousands of times. But don’t take me for granted. I can’t bear it. I really can’t bear it. I have to stay away from you in the sets because you have done something unacceptable to me and it is still hurting me. For God’s sake please don’t do like this anymore,” she said, her lips were twitching. The tears still clung to her eyelids. But her face was as bright as moon. She stood up and was standing a few feet away from him.

He stood up from the bed now, slowly walking towards her.

“You are advising me what I should do?” he said and sighed, “You know what, I am in the cine Industry for past ten years and not a single girl had despised me like you. Just know one thing, if I give a single call to the producer, you will be out of this movie in the next minute. Mind it.”

Her worry kept increasing and her heart thudded inside her chest as if guns were fired incessantly. She was stepping back slowly, as the hero charged her from the front.

“Please don’t do that. This is my dream to act in a movie. I really feel lucky for having got a chance to work with you in the first film. But I beg your pardon to leave me alone,” she said, her fingers trembling. She couldn’t step back anymore, she leaned on the window.

“There you are. I think you are an intellectual girl. See, if you can co-operate me without any objection then there is lot more waiting in your way. You will achieve many things than you have possibly dreamed. I promise you. But if you keep whimpering like a kid…..” he said and sighed with a shake from his head, “I think your hard work will go in vain at last. It’s your choice. Remember one thing that I don’t like to do anything forcefully with you. Just ten minute stay with me will bring you high reward and fame. Understood?”

Savitha was struggling here. It was a hypothetical moment for her. She didn’t know if she had to lose her dream by staying away from him or should keep her dream intact by agreeing to his carnal desires. Her mind was bombarded with relentless questions. It was kept repeating in a vindictive manner. She was feeling his breath on her lips now, as he had done in the shot earlier. She wanted to toss him away and escaped from here. But she felt like her hands were tied, because she knew she had to keep off from her dream if she had kindled anger in him. No, I can’t let my dream die in front of my eyes. I should keep going, but God why are you giving me this excruciating test? What mistake have I done to others? Shouldn’t I dream to become an actor? She thought.

There was hardly a few seconds before she could act fast to defy his advancement on her.

“Ok,” she said as wiped her eyes with her fingers. She took a deep breath and continued, “But I haven’t expected this kind of ill attitude from you. I am still in a shock to digest your unfiltered behavior.”

Now, he smiled thinly like a ghost does in a movie. There was hardly any gap between them. She could feel his body firmly pushed against the stems of her breasts. She knew he was doing it intentionally to arouse the sexual ingredients in her. She tried to plaster with the window now, as she can’t move an inch from there. The wind was hissing on her ears.

“See dear. These things are common here. Do you think I am a yogi to live like a brahmachari? You funny girl, I don’t think a model turned actress to speak like that. It’s just a pleasure job, you know,” he said and winked at her. His both hands were clutched her head firmly. His kissed her now. But she put her hand on his chest and pushed him away. Now she was panting as if she had climbed the long stairs three steps at a time. Her bosom tossed up and down in a frantic way as she closed her eyes and didn’t say anything. She wanted to cry her heart out, but she didn’t. She knew she was killing her conscience by allowing him to kiss her and………..but she had no other choice to keep intact her dream. She hated herself for becoming his puppet.

“Ho! dear, I think you haven’t allowed any boy to touch you before. You are like a shy plant folding as I kissed you,” he said. He grabbed her right hand and clasped with his fingers firmly. But she didn’t protest this time. She let it go. He was thrumming with male energy now, and he was vigorous and fully thriving now. His heart thudded furiously. He wanted to taste her like the red pork, which was his favorite food item. He almost mouth watered as he slowly ran his fingers on her nape and pressed his head on her collarbones and smelled her. The smell of Lakme facial cream induced his senses.

Her head went up. She didn’t want to see what he was doing to her. Her fingers were curled but she didn’t intrude his promiscuous business. She swallowed a thick lump down her throat. She was probably crying now. Actually she had a boyfriend and dating him from her twelfth standard. But she didn’t inform this truth to anybody. In fact, he was the reason why she was acting in a movie. He only encouraged her to live her dream and asked her not to stop with modeling and continue doing whatever she wanted. He was a trusted partner and an easy going guy. She loved him so much for his mutual understanding and allowing her to do anything she desired. But would he be happy if he knew I slept with an actor? She asked herself. She couldn’t answer this question. She knew it was impossible for her to reveal such a nasty truth to him. No way, she wasn’t going to tell such ugly things to him. She would keep it somewhere in her brain like a dustbin would collect the garbage.

Now his face buried on her bosom, as his hand swabbing down her flat stomach, her belly was pinned with a squiggly silver ring since she was a model earlier. She used to keep changing these rings of weirdly shapes. Even you could see some of the snaky earrings attached on top of her ears. Though the character hadn’t demanded this, the director had asked her to keep it like that because he felt she was looking gorgeous as she wore it. A tear nudged past her left cheek, like a pearl had popped out of her eye and suddenly vanished.

His hand played inside her top, he stroked all the fleshy parts which made his heart beat race like a wild horse. He squeezed her plump breasts now as his thing built strongly. She wasn’t taking any pleasure from it. She was standing there like a life-size dummy kept in a doorway of the malls. Not even she liked to breathe now. She wished he would have killed her instead of doing it. He removed her top now. She had a posh body, and he ogled on seeing her young and ravishing sinuous structure. His eyes were almost melted in a storm of happiness.

“Oh babe, I haven’t seen such a splendid girl before. You are my best girl so far,” he said and started mopping all over her torso with his face, like a goat grazing the grass. He didn’t receive any response from her. But it doesn’t matter to him. His business was to f*ck her and get out of here as soon as possible. He didn’t wish to undress her fully just behind the window, he slowly led her to the king size bed. He pushed her gently on it, she just fell like a toy and her head went other side. She either didn’t want to see his face or she didn’t want him to see her face. This moment was as the tainted page from the book of her personal life, she wished to tear and crumple it down.

She didn’t even allow her boyfriend to do such a thing. One day when she had gone to his house, his parents weren’t in their house. They both had a nice talk with a coffee and after that they started kissing passionately, but when he had tried to touch her private parts she told him it wasn’t the right moment to go in. She asked him to wait. Her boyfriend obliged. He was such a nice fellow. She felt like slapping on her face now.

The hero had pulled down her skirt, making her naked. He was astonished as he had seen an untainted and unblemished cunt. His tongue had done a mighty job, as he knelt down and s*cked her like a juice. But she didn’t still stir and laid down there without a tickle in her nerves as if her body had been shoved to post mortem. He entered his monstrous thing into her, probing and digging into deep. He was sweating like hell now, but not a single perspiration leaked out of her body.

But her tear glands were bulged as she shed tears instead. It was like someone was entered inside her house and stolen her huge assets. He had beaten her thing continuously as he groaned like a bear and each strike fell inside hers like something was uprooted mercilessly. It took five minutes of continuous battle to let his armor of bullets attack her. He took enormous pleasure. He finally put on rest his lethal weapon. The job was done and he was tired now. He climbed down from the bed, not even tried to understand her hard feelings and whether she was alive or not. He was immensely happy because his lustrous business was finished. He hiked up his shorts and pulled his t-shirt as he had finally looked at her with amicable eyes.

“Darling, you are such a nice toast for me. I have enjoyed you thoroughly. I am delighted for committing with you today. Ask me anything you wished, it would be on your desk tomorrow,” he said, as buttoned his shorts.

She suddenly rose from her bed like a burning dead body would wake up in a ferocious heat and said in a top of her voice, “Go out of here.” Her both hands on her head now.

He did.

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