Chapter 1
The bathroom is filled with hot steam, fogging up the mirrors and the shower door. Her milky ass is pressed against the glass, jiggling from the force of his thrusts. Whimpers and moans accompany the gentle waterfall, all drowned out by the sound of flesh smacking against flesh, wet and slick.
"Fuggy." Abhishek whimpered and moaned as his veiny fat cock, pounded her warm tight pussy.
His strong arms support her petite frame, wrapped around her back, carrying her. While her arms are linked around his neck, holding on for dear life.
She can feel him in her stomach, he's so big, stretching her with every bruising thrust. It hurts.
She bites into his shoulder to keep herself from crying out, leaving teeth marks in his skin. Inadvertently making him growl ferally, his pace now unforgiving.
"Mr. Mehra, please…" Prachi pleaded, her tears mingling with the shower stream as she made a fleeting attempt to make this stop.
But Rhea's father wasn't in his senses, drunk out of his mind. He thought her to be someone else- Fuggy, whoever that was.
She had seen him staggering in the hallway away from the celebration of Ranbir's birthday party, and offered support.
He had told to stay away, told her it wouldn't be appropriate for her to be with him while he was intoxicated, why hadn't she heeded his warning?
Instead she tossed his arm over her shoulder and wrapped an arm around his waist and led him to his bedroom, that's when he first started blabbering away about this Fuggy.
"You'll help me meet my Fuggy, right? Please promise me you'll bring my Fuggy back to me." Abhishek begged with tears in her eyes, clutching her hands desperately.
She didn't know if Fuggy was a place person or thing but the ache in his voice pulled at her heartstrings. So she gave him what he desired. "I promise— now go to the bathroom to freshen up, yeah?"
Prachi wiped away the lone tear that fell from Abhishek's eyes with the pad of her thumb, and gave him an encouraging smile, nudging him toward the direction of the bathroom.
She was tidying the room to occupy herself, when she heard a crash from the bathroom and was startled.
"Mr. Mehra, are you okay?" She called but only received silence. She knocked on the door. "Mr. Mehra, is everything alright? Silence. She gnawed at her bottom lip. "Mr. Mehra, I'm coming in." She decided, and turned the knob.
She walked in and saw him sitting dejected under the shower stream, fully clothed. "Mr. Mehra?" Prachi questioned as she opened the shower door and entered the closed space to turn off the ice cold water, but before she could she slipped on a bar of soap and fell right into Abhishek's lap.
She grasped and squeezed her eyes shut anticipating the fall, locking her arms around Abhishek's neck. After a moment, his strong arms wrapped around her, squeezing her tight like a vine.
Abhishek cupped the back of Prachi's head, his nose nuzzling her cheek, while she hid her face in his broad shoulder. "Fuggy?"
That snapped Prachi back to her surroundings, a blush coloring her cheek as she noticed the awkward position she and Mr. Mehra was in. "Sorry! Mr Mehra, I'm so sorry! I don't know how- there was soap on- I came to check on- I heard a crash-."
She tried to get up, but he didn't release her, instead grabbed her chin and kissed her. Shocked beyond words, she tried to pull away but he was physically stronger than her and plunged his tongue into her mouth.
The rest was history. One by one he peeled her clothes off her body, deaf to her pleas. His kisses burned into her skin, the water carried away the blood as he robbed her of her virginity, and used her as he wished.
She was at his mercy and he was merciless, stripped of all his inhibitions. She couldn't scream, she couldn't call for help. She knew how bad it would be for the both of them.
He didn't know what he was doing, his reputation would be ruined if anyone found out, and society would be so quick to ostracise her. So she tried to reason with a madman, blind in his yearning for love.
But it was of no use, the deed was done. With a final grunt, he rammed into her, filling her womb with his hot seed, forever changing her fate.
