Simran Bua 7

Dear Reader,
Although this can be read as a stand-alone story, if you are reading this "Simran Bua" story series for the first time, I would request you read the earlier chapters for better comprehension of the story so far.
 


Reminder on the respective sizes:

Sumit.   40 years / 5’3” / 63 kg
Simran. 42 years / 6’3” / 120 kg


Chapter - 7

Simran stopped dancing, but she kept holding me up on her breasts with her one hand under my bottom. By this time those two guys had alerted two other guys standing next to them. Now all four of them were guffawing and making fun of us. Simran hurriedly put me down from her arms. She turned around and held my hands and started moving backwards. She pushed through the crowd behind us and started walking towards the gate of the college ground. 

I turned back to see those four guys following us. They were laughing and cracking jokes at us. All four of them were young guys between the age of 20 to 25 years; tough looking ruffians. They were now calling us. In fact, realizing that I was not from Punjab, they were directing their taunts mainly at Simran in Punjabi and Hindi. We increased our pace and started walking fast. We were out of the gate and walking towards our motorcycle parked right at the other end of the road. The guys were coming steadily behind us, their taunts and jeering and laughter now increasing and clearer to us. 

Simran did not react, but walked on fast holding my hand tightly and literally pulling me along with her. Simran reached her motorbike along with me. Those four guys had by that time come and stood around us. Some of them were speaking in broken English addressing me. Comments floated around:-

“Hello Sir, tell your Mummy to also take us on her lap”.

“Aunty, where are you going ? Come with us, let's dance.”

“Mummy, mummy - give me some milk.”

All these taunts and jeers were interspersed with loud laughter and choicest abusive words. 

Simran looked at them glaringly. There was almost nobody else in this area; all busy listening to the musical concert inside the ground. Simran got on her motorbike and I got on the pillion too. We saw that the four guys also ran and got on two motorbikes parked close by. Immediately after Simran started the bike, those guys started following us. 

But I was surprised to find that Simran was not driving so fast. The guys caught up with us. Those four guys were following us on two bikes. They were actually riding beside our motorcycle. The guys kept on shouting at us and were now threatening us to stop. Simran drove for about a kilometre and then suddenly stopped. She parked the motorbike under a tree and alighted from the bike. This area was totally deserted, with no people in sight. The time was past 9 pm. There was a street light just at that point, so everybody was clearly visible. I got off the bike too. The guys also stopped their bikes on the other side of the road and were slowly walking down towards us. 

Simran whispered to me, “You don't get involved, I will handle them. You are not a local, it's better you stay out of this.”

I didn't have time to respond. The guys were very close to us now. Simran pushed me back towards her motorbike with one hand and took two steps towards the guys.

“What do you want ?” Simran addressed the guys in a steely voice. 

One of the guys spoke up. This guy was around 5’10” tall, but very heavily built. “Aunty, we will not harm you. Your friend must be carrying cash with him. Ask him to handover his purse and mobile phone to us. You also give us your purse and mobile and that gold chain you are wearing around your neck. And leave your motorbike with us. Then you can carry your boyfriend and walk home. It seems you love to lift and carry him like a baby in your arms.” All of them laughed at his last sentence.

Simran's voice was firm and loud, “And what if I don't give you any of these ?”

A second guy spoke up. This guy was tall, a six footer, having an athletic build. “Then Aunty, we will have to take them forcefully. We don't want to hurt an old woman and a tourist. So it is better that you hand over everything without any more fuss.”

Simran's face showed no signs of fear. “Ok, let's see you try and take them forcefully. Agar mard ka baccha ho, toh ek ek karkey aaja. If you are man enough, then come one by one.”

Then before any of them could react, Simran took a fast step forward towards the first guy who had spoken. This guy seemed to be the strongest of the lot. Simran closed in towards the guy and raised her leg and thrust her knee with full force at that guy's balls. The big guy gave a howl and doubled up, bending forward. As soon as his head bent down, Simran gave a full fisted blow to his jaw. There was a cracking sound and the guy fell backwards holding his balls in one hand and his jaw in the other. 

The guys were stunned. Then another guy, not so tall, about 5’8” and about 75 kgs in weight rushed at Simran with full speed. Simran being 6’3” tall just extended her long hand and caught the guy by his throat. The guy choked. Simran just bent down and caught him with her right hand in between his thighs on his groin area directly on his balls. Her left hand remained on his throat. Then she used her 120 kgs weight and just lifted the 75 kgs guy in both her hands. She threw him bodily at the 6 footer guy. The tall guy could not withstand his friend's weight being thrown at him. Both of them took a tumble and fell entangled with one another.

The fourth guy now rushed towards Simran with his head bent to give her a head butt on her mid-ribs. This guy was also a big guy of around 5’11” in height and about 90 kgs in weight. He came at such a speed, for once I was worried about Simran getting severely injured if he connects the head butt just under her breasts. But Simran saw him rushing towards her. Since this guy had his head down, he did not see Simran quickly side stepping to get out of his way. This guy missed Simran and rushed past her. Just at that very moment Simran thrust her leg out. The guy tripped on Simran's leg and fell face down with a big thud. He hurt his nose badly on the rough ground. But before he could get up Simran stepped forward and kicked hard at his knee. There was a hard cracking sound and the guy twisted and turned holding his knee. I was sure that his knee cap had been dislodged. He was howling and shouting in pain. 

The first guy who was hit on his balls and had a punch on his jaw was not making any more attempts to fight, still holding on to his jaw and literally crying in pain.

Simran looked at me and said, “Two down, two more to go.” 

The two guys who got entangled when Simran threw one on the other had by now got up and were approaching Simran jointly. They looked at two of their friends, one with a broken jaw and the other with a broken knee lying on the ground and screaming in pain. 

They came cautiously towards Simran approaching angularly from the left and right. But before they came close enough, Simran rushed to her left and attacked the tall six footer guy. This guy was tall but not very heavy, possibly weighing around 80 kgs or so. Simran bent and forced her shoulder at his stomach level. The guy gave out a loud, “Oof” and fell over Simran's shoulder. Simran immediately straightened up lifting the guy on her shoulder in an over-the-shoulder carry. Then she started spinning around. One - two - three - four spins and then released him towards the other guy. This tall guy flew like a flying saucer and landed squarely on his other friend. This guy was awestruck at seeing his 6 footer friend being spun by a huge lady on her shoulder. And when his friend came flying on his face, both fell in a heap. 

Simran did not waste time. She rushed on to the two guys lying on the ground trying to get up after the fall. The tall guy was on the top. Simran just caught hold of his arm and gave a sharp twist. There was a loud sound of his hand breaking at his elbow. The guy gave a loud yell and started twisting and rolling on the ground. 

The fourth guy now tried to get up and run. Simran caught him at the last moment by his feet. This guy fell forward fully on his face. Simran did not release her hold on his leg. She just gave a massive twist at his ankle. The guy gave the loudest wail and just vaulted over. He tried to get up and run. But couldn't even stand on his broken ankle and crouched down on the ground.

Now all four of them were down on the ground. All of them had different parts broken:- Jaw ; Knee-cap ; elbow joint and the last one with his ankle broken. All of them were lying down or sitting on the road unable to get up.

Simran went and stood in front of each of them in turn. Then gave each a hard kick at their balls. They doubled up in fresh pain once again. Simran took out her mobile and started taking videos and pictures of each of them. She took the full body shots and then quite a few shots of their faces from different angles. The guys were in no position to get up and run. 

Next she lifted each of the guys physically by holding one leg and one arm and brought them in one place and laid them side by side. She threatened, “If any one of you try any trick, I'll break another part of your body this time. Now do what I say. Sit up and open your shoes and pants.”

They were uncertain on what to do and kept looking at each other, but did not open their shoes and pants. Simran stepped forward towards the guy who had a broken jaw. She just stood near his feet and stamped down heavily on his ankle joint. He cried out in pain and sat up to hold his ankle. I was pretty sure the ankle must at least have ligaments torn, if not a minor fracture. 

Then even while writhing in pain, he opened up his shoes and pants. The others immediately followed suit. They sat up and opened up their shoes and pants and kept them near their feet. They sat in their underwear, looking very scared of what might happen next. 

Simran immediately took away the pants and stood back a little, keeping a watchful eye on the four ruffians. She rummaged through the pant pockets and came out with their mobile phones and their purses. She searched through the purses and found their identity cards. Simran took pictures of the identity cards of the four guys.

As Simran was taking pictures of the ID cards, the guys started pleading with her. “Madam, please forgive us. We did not know that you are from the Police. Please do not take any action against us. We are not bad boys. We are final year engineering students. We stay in the college hostel only. We did not mean any harm. We just wanted to tease you. Please do not lodge any complaint with the police. Our future will be doomed. The college will rusticate us. Our parents will throw us out. Please madam, please do not take any action against us. We will never do this to anyone ever again.”

Simran did not reply. She just left the ID cards and their purses a little distance from the guys under a tree on the side of the road. 

The boys did not try to get up or stop Simran. They realised that they were no match to Simran's strength, although she was a woman and almost double their age. They were also possibly of the impression that Simran might be from the Police department. They seemed to be more worried of what would happen to them and their career, if Simran made any police complaint. 

Simran next collected their pants and their mobile phones and took them to the other side of the road and scattered them in different directions in the bushes. I understood that she was making sure that the guys would need quite some time to search for their pants and mobile phones. That would give us enough time to take off on Simran's motorcycle and cover a long distance. 

Simran came and stood in front of the guys, a threatening look in her face and eyes. One of the guys spoke up, “Madam, please forgive us. We promise that we will not mention this incident to anybody. We will say that we had an accident and fell down and got injured. Please do not register any complaint with our College Principal or the Police. Our future will be finished.”

Simran just said, “Ok, I'll keep a tab on you guys from now on. If I find one more mischief from any one of you, all four will go to jail. And your photos and video will be made viral. So, be careful.”

Simran did not waste any more time. She hastened towards me and got on her motorbike. I immediately sat behind her and she started her bike. She drove fast this time. Simran did not speak at all during the ride back home. I just held on to her shoulders as she sped through the streets. It was around 10 pm when we returned to Simran's flat.

We freshened up, changed and met in the drawing room. Simran's face was serious, she was not her cool humorous self. Seeing her behave so seriously, I couldn't even congratulate her for the way she just demolished the four guys. Simran sat on one of the single seater sofas and I sat on the other. Simran looked at me and smiled for the first time since that fight incident with the four guys. She beckoned me and patted her lap. I got up and went and sat on her big thighs. She made me sit sideways on her lap so that she could see my face. Simran hugged me tightly and said, “See Sumit, whatever has happened is not good. I don't think that these guys will create any problems, but I don't know how their parents might react. I do not have any problems, I can handle this. I have enough contacts with the police and political sources here, so nothing will happen. But I do not want your name or picture to get thrown up in this news. You are my guest and an important manager of a good company. I do not want your name to be involved in all this. That will be very bad for your professional career and also for the reputation of your company. So what I am suggesting is this. I think you must leave for your home as early as possible. It's already late tonight. So you must leave very early in the morning, if possible by 3 am, while it's still dark. I'll arrange everything for you. My driver will take my car and drop you to your home in Chandigarh. I'll stay back here and use my contacts to see that the matter does not escalate.”

I saw good reason in what she said, so I agreed. Simran insisted that we have dinner early and I should take a short nap and must move out from this place before it's dawn tomorrow. She informed the driver over the phone accordingly.

After dinner, I had completed packing my things, when Simran came to my room. She just picked me up from the front and hugged me tight. My legs were dangling, so I had to wrap them around her waist for better position. I put my arms around her neck and shoulders to get into a more comfortable position. 

She gave me a soft kiss on my lips and said, “Sorry dear, I was upset all this time because of that incident. I have been so happy since the time I met you. They spoiled my mood totally. I was very worried that they might attack you and you might get injured. That is why I had been too tough on them and broken their hands and legs. I did not want to give them any chance to attack you, keeping me busy in a fight. Also I did not want them to get back on their bikes and follow us. That is why I had incapacitated them. There was no other way to stop them.”

I gave her a return kiss also on her lips. It felt so good kissing the full fluffy wet lips. I said, “Don't worry dear, that was all done in self defence. If any police case also happens, they will see that there were four tough guys harassing a lady. What you did was to only fight back to defend yourself. And besides, I was actually enjoying the fight. I have taken a video of the entire fight. So you can use that as your proof that it was 4 big tough guys against one woman.”

Simran was overjoyed. “What ! You have a video recording of the fight ! That's great news. Then that will definitely be a big evidence in my favour. You forward that video recording to me. And what did you say? You were enjoying the fight ? Really ? I thought you would be scared.”

Simran started walking towards her bedroom, holding me on her breasts tightly on a front straddle carry. 

I said, “No, I wasn't scared. I was in fact ready to fight too, if at any time I thought you needed support. I know you did not want me to get involved and that is why I did not join in the fight. But I was feeling so proud and so excited that you were literally bulldozing four big tough guys single handedly. They were howling and screaming in pain and begging you not to take any action.”

Simran was all smiles now. Her jovial mood had returned. She had reached her bedroom and was standing beside her bed hugging me tightly and kissing me all over my face, while rocking me from side to side. “But the sad part is that I have to let you go. I don't like this at all, but I can't take the risk. Anyways, don't worry, I'll keep a track on this. If there's no reaction on this, then I'll let you know over the phone. You take another extra day leave with a weekend and visit me. And besides, from now on, I'll be in regular touch with you over the phone. And when it's not too inconvenient to you we can also chat on video calls. But of course I want to hold you like this in my arms, on my breasts or hug you tightly on my lap. So we'll definitely meet soon. If you cannot come, I will go to you.”

Simran was still rocking me in her arms walking slowly all over the room. I replied, “But I thought you do not like to go anywhere. And you say that you can come to me. I am truly honoured that I am so special to you.”

Simran laughed and said, “You are honoured? No, I am honoured that you are allowing me to hold you in my arms and carry you around. You don't know how much satisfaction you have given me in just this one single day.”

Simran put me down on her bed. “Now don't go anywhere. I'll just go to the bathroom and come. You sit here.”