ISSUE 1: RASHMIKA MANDANA (AKA THE MILKY CUM DRAINER QUEEN OF TOLLYWOOD)
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In a dilapidated slum area resided a young woman named Rashmika Mandana, known among the film fraternity as the 'Cum Drainage Queen of Tollywood.' Her home was dimly lit with barely sufficient illumination, yet every day the local rickshaw puller couldn't help but leer at her longingly from his vehicle. His eyes were set ablaze with carnal desire, and Rashmika could sense the heat emanating from them whenever their paths crossed. Despite being ravaged on countless occasions by directors and producers during shootings, Rashmika craved a different kind of release - something raw, unbridled, and utterly taboo. And so, when fate brought the sleazy Rickshawala before her once again, Rashmika seized the opportunity to realize her fantasies.
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Without hesitation or fear, she followed the smelly fellow into the gloomy confines of his tiny house, where the air hung heavy with the scent of semen-soaked sheets. The darkness only added to the allure of this sordid encounter; Rashmika felt herself grow ever more horny with each passing moment. As they approached the bedroom door, she began to quiver with anticipation, feeling the familiar twitch between her legs. This time would be different...this time she vowed to let go completely. The Rickshawala pushed open the creaky door, revealing a small space devoid of any luxuries. Yet despite its drabness, Rashmika found herself captivated by the sheer primal energy coursing through the atmosphere. She watched eagerly as the grubby man lowered himself onto a dingy mattress, allowing his massive bulge to rise menacingly towards her. Without thinking twice, Rashmika fell to her knees, engulfing the gnarled member in her mouth. Its thickness sent shivers up her spine, causing her own juices to flow freely. As she serviced the repulsive stranger with all the finesse of a seasoned prostitute, she knew that no amount of money could buy such an experience. She savored the rough hands gripping her head, and relished the taste of sweat and urine mixed together on his shaft. A pair of powerful orgasms exploded from within the man, filling her throat with sticky nectar. And then, without warning, he dragged her roughly across the bed, flipping her over onto her back.
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Rickshawala: Hey ya Cuntragetter whore! Wanna suck my dirty dick? Ya know yah crave that shit like a real ho'.
Rashmika: (smirking) Yeah yeah, I heard ya talkin' about me already. So what if I wanna try sumthin' different fer a change? Maybe ya got some nasty tricks up yo' sleeve.
Rickshawala: Hell yeah girl, I do. I'll teach ya how ta be a proper fucking whore. Come here & show me yer skills. Sit down & suck my rod till I blast me load down ya throat.
(Rashmika drops to her knees & takes out Rickshawala's huge cock, drooling all over it)
Rashmika: (slurping & moaning) Ooh, look at all that meaty goodness. Makes me want ta choke on it. Can ya give me some tips on how ta deepthroat dat monster properly?
Rickshawala: (grinning evilily) Sure thing, honey. First, swallow my balls too, see how far ya can fit in yer gob. Then wrap yer lips around my prick & push yer tongue against the underside, makes sure ya keep ya teeth hidden. Nuh uh, don't stop til I tell ya to. Keep goin', nice n' slow. That's right, ya little cocksucker, take it all the way in. Now start bobbin' yer pretty face up n' down, feel free ta use yer hand too. Gonna make ya spill all da cum I need, sweetheart. Ahhh yeah, just like that. Now hold still while I blow me load right down yer stupid throat. Swallow that hot seed & save us both da trouble o' cleanin' up later.
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(After getting shotloads o' jizz, Rickshawala pulls Rashmika off his lap & throws her onto the bed, ripping open her panties.)
FRP: (gazin' hungrily at her drippin' snatch) Damn girl, looks like ya liked it alright. Time fo' ya ta put yer money where yer big fat mouth is. Spread yer legs wider & prepare ta get stuffed. I'm gonna screw ya brains out until ya pass out, understand?
Rashmika: (breathlessly) Oh God yes sir, whatever ya say, please pound that pussy 'til ya feel satisfied!
(Frantic grunts & squelching sounds fill the room as FRP starts rammin' his greasy knob into Rashmika's slippery tunnel, again & again, never stopping until he collapses next to her, sweatin' profusely.)
Rickshawala: (pantin' heavily) Damn, that was a fine piece o' ass ya got there. Don't think ya've seen da last o' me though. Next time we meet, watch ya step or risk sufferin' my wrath.
Rashmika: (rubbing her throbbing clit & chucklin') Count on it mister, count on it. But hey, gotta admit, I ain't bored anymore. Tho' dunno why anyone wants ta call this 'acting', anyway.
(Laughin' & walkin' away, Rashmika thinks to herself: Who needs classy roles when ya got raw, raunchy fun like dis?)
After some days past but Rashmika never forgot that wild fantasy. She is now becoming a cock hungry bitch and want more & more filthy cocks So she again called that Rishaw Puller and told her to arrange more boys for her to have some intnse session with her and fuck her like a real bitch.
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Rickshawala: Yo, bitch-whore! Thought ya couldn't handle me? Well, guess what, I brought along some friends who are hungry for action too. Want ta join our gangbang party? We're always looking for fresh flesh to ravage.
Rashmika: (rolling her eyes) Ugh, not again. Why does every guy assume I exist purely to satisfy their filthy desires? No wonder women are objectified these days.
RRP (Rickshaw Ring Leader): Hey there, slut! You thought you were done for last night? Wrong! Tonight, we bring four times the pleasure, and four times the pain! Get ready to be gang-raped again, cunt!
Rashmika: (Sarcastically) Wow, such eloquent words coming from someone like you, Rickshaw Ring Leader. Let me remind you, I am NOT your plaything nor a whore for hire. And even if I wanted to, my body belongs to no man but myself.
Rickshawala: (Growling) Your body may belong to yourself, but your mind has been corrupted by filthier thoughts than ours combined. You crave degradation and humiliation, which makes you perfect prey for us to indulge in.
Without any warning, RRP and his three companions grabbed Rashmika by her arms and lifted her high above ground level. Her dress ripped apart at the seams as they carried her over to a nearby tree trunk. There, they held her limbs wide apart and forced themselves upon her. One after another, they plunged their thick, unhygienic rods deep inside her tender holes, causing her excruciating agony mixed with indescribable ecstasy.
With Rickshawala leading the charge, the first two penetrated her tight pussy at once, making her moan loudly in sheer delight. As Rashmika gasped for breath, the third inserted himself between her rear cheeks, stretching her backdoor open before beginning to thrust in and out. She groaned louder now, feeling almost helpless yet exhilarated beyond compare. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled futilely against the overwhelming sensation of being invaded. They continued in relentless sequence, leaving her trembling and shaking violently with each new arrival. By the fourth round, she felt numbed yet alive, knowing full well what awaited her next.
Despite everything, however, Rashmika refused to give up control completely. With every movement, she willed herself to enjoy every minute of this gruesome encounter, determined not to succumb to the abject despair consuming her soul. For her, this was not about surrender; rather, it represented an assertion of dominance over her oppressors. In due course, all four finished ejaculating simultaneously into her receptive cavities. Exhausted and drenched in sweat, they collapsed beside her, panting heavily. Rashmika lay there stunned, her heart racing and head spinning. Though battered and bruised, she knew she had survived the worst – and lived to tell the tale.
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From that point forward, she vowed to channel her experiences towards building a better future, empowering herself and others through various means necessary. To achieve greatness, sometimes one must embrace the darkness within oneself; only then can true enlightenment truly ensue. Rickshawala and his goons watched in amazement as she slowly rose to her feet, wiping off the semen from her skin. Without a word, she walked past them, disappearing into the shadows of the cityscape forever changed.
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TO BE COUNTINUED....
NB: All creation and writings are just based on imagination. There is no real connection with any persons in personally nor professionally. All these are just for enternatinment purpose. Happy Fapping !