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Neha Chopra

Horror


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Neha Chopra

Horror


One Night On A Highway

One Night On A Highway

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It was during the time when I was a 16 years old and a student of class 11th. All my friends had made plans of a trip to Switzerland next year after our class 12th board examination. I was staying in the school hostel during those days. In order to make extra money for the trip I started working at a call center at night. We were dropped at our hostel in call center's SUV after our shift was over. This incident was of that time that I will never forget. We had to cross a desolate highway to reach our hostel. And to tell you the truth it was very scary to travel through the highway at such an hour of night. Apart from that we had heard a lot of ghost stories about the restless spirits of the dacoits who used to rob people. Once a dacoit set his eyes on the beautiful princess of that kingdom and kidnapped her. But before he could take her away the dacoit and his men were killed by the soldiers. And from that day onwards their spirits started lurking all around the highway.

One night, when we were returning from work in the SUV. We all were tired and had fell asleep. As we entered the highway we all were woken up by an obnoxious smell. We opened our eyes to see a heavy fog covering our vehicle. Soon all the girls and the driver fell unconscious. I tried to wake them up but couldn't. I was scared to death as a face emerged out of the fog. It was a roboust dacoit wearing a black shirt and turban. His blood shot eyes pierced through mine and made me petrified. He pulled me close to him and covered my nose and mouth with his huge hand. He had held a cloth in hand which was wet with some sweet smelling but inebriating drug. I struggled with his gigantic palm which was chocking me. But he was a strong man in his early thirties and I was just a petite girl in her late teens. He pressed me on to his muscular chest with his strong arms and held the cloth tightly over my nose. I swayed my head, scratched him with my nails and struggled with all my might. But nothing could move him as he kept the cloth pressed on my face with his gigantic hand. I struggled hard to breathe, inhaling the drug he had placed on the cloth along. A few minutes later, the drug took its action on my senses and my struggles weakened. My hands released its grasp on his and slid down. He tightened his grip around me to hold me straight as he made me inhale the drug without much resistance. When he had ascertained that I was subdued enough to be able to resist and he has me absolutely at his mercy, he took the cloth off my face. I was in a semiconscious state by then. My vision was blurred and I was feeling dizzy. I struggled to keep my drooping eyes open as he picked me up in his arms and took me deep into the jungle by the side of the highway.

When he was deep into the jungle he lay me down on the ground and sat by my side. He bent over me and sucked my lips in a long hungry kiss that lasted almost till eternity. I gasped for breath as he took his mouth off me. As I drew a few breaths, he tore off my blouse and pulled my skirt down. I was still conscious enough to realize that I was lying almost naked in the arms of a man. He had pinned my hands down with his and hence there was no way I could cover my nude body from him. I wanted to burst out crying and screaming but couldn't do even that as he had drugged me to alter my consciousness. Only thing I could do was to moan and plead mercy.

"Either take your hands off me," my moans begged, "or drug me to sleep so that you can play the way you like with my unconscious body. Atleast I wont be aware of the atrocities you are lashing on me."

I kept moaning and if to soothe me, his kissed tenderly on my neck. The tenderness of his kisses intoxicated me and I forgot all the pain. My body relaxed in his embrace and he caressed me reassuringly. He turned me on my belly and removed the buckles of my bra and then turned me on my back. He slowly slid the bra off and stared at my naked chest. The mere stare of him gave me goose bumps. I held the grass on the ground tightly as his grasp tightened around my breasts. I didn't resist as I had surrendered myself to his mercy. Moreover, the drug was also dragging me deeper into sedation. He kissed my breasts passionately making me moan again. He licked my nipples and then sucked them. I was drenched in sweat and was breathing fast. Then his hands slid down to my belly as I kept losing my consciousness. I felt two gigantic hands pulling my panties down my waist and then pulling them off my legs. I knew I should stop him as he parted my legs but couldn't as the drug has pressed me to sleep. I gasped as I felt a stabbing pain as he pierced into me.

"You are mine now," he said as he rocked me, "nobody can snatch you from me ever again, Princess!"

I was absolutely breathless after he was done. He cuddled me in his arms and patted me lovingly till I drifted to sleep. Afterwards, he covered my bare breasts with his shirt and draped his turban around my bare legs and secured it with a knot over my belly. He kissed lovingly on my forehead and with one loving stare he was off into the jungle. I drifted into oblivion soon after.

I woke up 24 hours later in a hospital only to find myself clad in the dress I had worn for work that night without a single scratch on my body or attire. My friends told me that some people had sedated us to rob us off our belongings but otherwise they didn't do any harm to us.

"If it was true," I thought as I remembered the touch of his hands on me, "what was all that I had gone through the whole night?"


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