On Monday the next when Ahmed came in to take me to the office, he came up in the room instead of usual calling up from lobby.
I was ready and waiting for him impatiently, I have been kind of day dreaming since yesterday, those large hands, stinging blows, his rough plunging into me was coming back to my mind again and again and though I wanted to shake off these thoughts, but found them coming back again and again.
When I saw Ahmed coming in the room my heart leaped to my mouth, my heart started beating faster, he looked so handsome, so manly,
He stared at me, his stare traveling from top to bottom, Grinning and almost drooling,
He said, Good Morning, how ya doin Vaenita,
I suddenly felt anger, irritation or may be I made it up and said ‘you bastard
Why did you have to do that’
He laughed and replied “cmon babe!! you loved it, didn’t you”
‘Shut up and Don’t call me baby, I am old enough to be your mother’
Haaaaaaaa Haaaa !!!! He laughed aloud moved towards me and suddenly put a hand around my waist pulled me up and close and kissed me hard, I struggled to keep away.
His rough manners were infuriating me as a person but as a female I felt as if those raw spots all over my body had come alive and sending tingling sensation all over me.
I got away and shouted ‘what do you think you are, you raped me yesterday and now you have guts to come and kiss me, you know!! I can have you jailed’
He was still smiling but said nothing raising his hands said ‘alright alright’
That cooled me a little; I picked up my bag and moved towards the door.
Ahmed following me without a word.
While driving he did not say any thing, I kept on looking out side, and his big black hard organ kept flashing back in my head.
When we reached office, Martha my counterpart was in the office talking to somebody on telephone, she looked at me and nodded,
I was still sour between my legs and walked a little gingerly, and I was aware of my awkward movements and wondered whether people will notice.
I went to my seat and sat down slowly my butt was still aching from the spanking Ahmed had given me, after few minutes, when I was relaxed enough mild smile ran through my lips as a flash of those moments crossed my mind.
I did not know why but I did not spoke to him the entire day but my mind was wandering back to Friday evening and I could not concentrate on the job at all.
Martha asked me twice if everything was ok, she also noticed the tension between Ahmed and me and asked, Hey Vanita! Ahmed is taking good care of you or not?.
I thought loudly, the Bastard had taken too good a care of me!!!!!
I said, ‘no no everything is fine its just those days’
She smiled, take off if you want, I said no ‘I would be fine’
At the end of the day, though I did not want to go with Ahmed, I also did not want to create a situation making it obvious for all.
Driving and looking solemn Ahmed looked at me and this time without smiling asked me, ‘Are you alright’
I did not reply
Vanitaa!!!’ coming nearer, asked again “you all right”.
I had controlled myself by then and said ‘you had almost killed me, you know that’ my tone was still sharp
‘I am sour all over and my internal organs are swollen and you didn’t even have a courtesy to call me up during the weekend’
I was lecturing him now, ‘everything happens between man and woman, but this is no way!!! , You behaved like an animal! I am all blue and black everywhere.”
‘I never meant to hurt you Vanita that darned drink got me, and you are so very beautiful, I just lost control.
He kept driving and muttering about office things, which I could hardly concentrate on, I was wondering what will happen if some body come to know of it in India, I was also surprised at the response of my own body, on one side I was angry with him and on the other side I was day dreaming about him, my heart was racing fast as the hotel was nearing.
Some how I managed to decide that I was not going to allow him in my room this time, when we reached hotel I thanked him for dropping me, he insisted in talking to me, but I did not budge.
He left leaving me in the lobby, and I suddenly felt lonely and as if I had lost some thing, for a moment I wanted him back.
I went to my room and took a hot bath, which soothed some of my sour spots, took a quick dinner and slept early.
Next day, Ahmed met me in the lobby and during the journey told me that if I felt so bad I should have stopped him and that now he is feeling sorry, I said “no its ok and it happens some times, it will be over soon”
I was still having difficulty walking in the office, while walking down a staircase pretending to be normal, I slipped and fell down.
OOO MMMMaaaaaaa! a scream erupted from my mouth, as pain shot through my brain, I had twisted my ankle badly and I knew it the moment I felt the pain.
People rushed to pick me up and as I was trying to stand up, I found my right ankle was swelling quickly, I knew instantly that some thing was broken.
Martha called up emergency vehicle immediately while Ahmed picked me up and placed in a chair near by, I started crying, Martha was looking upset as she ordered people around.
Vehicle arrived in no time and Ahmed Picked me to put me in the vehicle, despite the severe pain in the ankle I was aware of Ahmed’s cock rubbing my side causing my nipples to harden, and I thought “ my god what is happening to me I am going to ask this man to make love to me soon again if I stayed here one more day”
I was taken to hospital, X ray revealed that ligaments were damaged and I was to wear plaster for 3-4 weeks, O God, I thought this was to happen in a foreign country.
I felt pity here I was alone half a globe away from my people, having broken my ankle & suffering from extreme pain.
My mother would be worried if I tell her and I could not continue this way in US, and I wanted to go back home, and I cried.
A nurse came in and told me that in order to put plaster she needed to take my cloths off, I was wearing a tight black pants, O God, I thought, another problem If she take it out she will see all those tell tale marks, what would she think, she might ask.
click here for Horny in hospital
I quickly refused saying no problem I will cut it out in the hotel, She replied “ Hotel, you aren’t’ goin nowhere ma’m, you need rest, you will stay under observation a day”
I said “ but why u have to take my cloths off “ she looked as if I was from another world and replied curtly “Hospital rules ma’m, all of your cloths” and she handed me one gown asked “ Let me Help You”.
I pleaded, let me talk to Ahmed please, she said ok and returned with Ahmed and Martha both, another problem I could not talk to Ahmed in front of Martha, “ what do I do now?”
I said, I do not want to stay here in the hospital and I don’t wanna wear hospital gown either looking meaningfully at Ahmed, hoping he would understand and come up with something.
Martha showed that she was a HR person “Vanita, we need to take care of you, you are so far away from home and we can not take any risk, beside it’s a “recordable” incident you got hurt in the office, I’ll have to put this on web and file a report, u know, there was no incident for a year and half in my office.
“We have got to figure out where to keep u after u are released from hospital” we can’t leave you alone
And as they went out Ahmed winked at me.
“So he understood but did nothing” I thought “Sonofabitch, fucking Bastard!”
Nurse started helping me to change and I found myself blushing red, she was going to see all those marks, and she did!
Noticing one of the teeth marks on my breasts she gasped, “hey whats this” and there were others too she exclaimed as I tried to quickly cover them with gown “O man, what have u been through!!!!! You hit a train or what”
I was trying to take my pants and panties off when she saw marks on my thighs; she bent and looked closely, O!!!! Gotchha u got some love bites? She said giving a naughty smile and winked and I blushed, my face went red and I quickly lie down without saying a word.
I was feeling so shy and exposed and vulnerable.
By the next day pain in my foot has subsided, Martha and Ahmed came to get me discharged.
And Martha declared “we have got to shift you from Hotel, we have arranged a place and a nursing assistant for you” handing me one of my dress which Ahmed had brought from my room.
I did not ask where, Ahmed had got my stuff back from Hotel and we moved to this new place
It was an apartment building, and I was taken to one apartment in 7th floor, it was a beautiful apartment, all decorated and a balcony looking up on the street.
While I went to sit on the sofa, A young Back Boy entered, Martha introduced him “Hey Vanita, meet here Jamil, he is going to be around for helping you, he is Ahmed’s cousin and they both are in the next apartment, Jamil has been kind enough to agree to take care of you till you are well enough to take care of yourself”
I was shocked and wanted to protest and say no but knew it was no use now. I should have asked earlier.
I was in for some more pounding from Ahmed now for sure, as he was going to be nearby all the time and there would be no. of opportunities for me to loose control.
My nipples were hardening again, Martha said, now you rest, we got to be moving now, “Thanks Martha I said, for everything you are doing for me” looking at Ahmed for a moment and avoiding naming him deliberately to show him my displeasure
“Hey, its ok, just take” care Martha replied and Ahmed winked again
Jamile was sitting by me on a sofa, and looking at my face said, hey Vanita how you are feeling now, I said “Better” then he quickly shifted, bent and lifted my leg and placed on the sofa saying, “you should not place it low ok! then looked around and asked wanna watch television? “ I looked at his face.
He started chatting lightly, you know Ahmed is my cousin, he helped me come here from Sudan for this course, he is a very nice man, he told me that you were indian and you broke your leg an that you are very close to him etc etc.
He explained that he was 21 and was about to join one of those gangs in Sudan when Ahmed talked him over and brought him here, He was around 6”, muscular, with a very thick and long nose and thick lips, slightly wrinkled boyish face, very high fore head, thick neck, solid broad shoulders, long fingers, he was so black that even his lips were darker than any I had seen, I was appalled for a moment, he looked like a gangster, but was very nice.
Ahmed had gone downstairs to see Martha off, when he returned I was still sitting there, he came in and sat down by me patting my thigh asked I am sorry for your ankle Vanita, but u don’t have to worry at all, trying to be pleasant but he was conscious, I said “ why did you have to bring me here, I know your plans”
He replied “No Vanita, that’s not right, I only wanted to take care of you that’s all
I cooled down a little, looked at his face and said nothing, except sliding his hand away from my thigh, internally somewhere I was happy
After some time Ahmed left, telling me to take rest and that he would return soon.
I started to get up to go to bed room, Jamil saw me getting up, he came up quickly put an arm around me and slowly walked me to bed room.
I slipped into my nightdress and went to bed I really needed some rest.
Jamil had already bought something to eat which I ate and slept.
I slept awkwardly through the afternoon, pain was still there and plaster on my foot was making sleeping difficult.
In the evening I got up late there was nobody in the apartment with the help of braces I walked around and prepared my self some break fast, then sat down watching TV and called my Mom in India.
I dozed off on sofa watching TV, around 6 pm Jamil entered the apartment opening the door with the spare key came in and set down near by, making me awake,
He said, “Hi Vanita slept well?”
Yeah, I said my ankle is still paining, “it will pain for a day or two more that’s all” he replied
We kept on chatting, he was quite innocent and nice man, wee talked about Sudan his parents, Ahmed etc.
Jamil after a while said that he was going to order food, and what would I like, I said any thing veg, which he ordered.
“Let me take bath before the dinner comes” I said starting to get up, He replied supporting me with one hand.
Ahmed came in when we were taking dinner; I welcome him with a smile on my face.
Hey Jamile “I got you some beers, u need to take care of Vanita ok?”
Jamile replied, “ U don’t have to say bro”
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