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“Are you wet for me, little one?” he asked

“Yes,. Please fuck me. Please.”

A dark chuckle slipped from his lips as he eased his hand between my legs

He moved the tip of his finger across my clit. I was in so much need, my pussy started paining. When he thrust it into my wet pussy, I let out a heavy moan.

“Yes, so wet. Are you desperate for me to fuck you?”

“Yes, Master. Please...”

He kicked my legs wide apart before grabbing my ass, holding me as he thrust the entire length of his massive cock deep inside my pussy.

He thrust hard and fast, the force driving me against the bed. He was so dominating, always brutal in his taking of me.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.”

“Yes! Every inch of you belongs to me. Never forget that.”

“Yesss.”

“I will take you when I want, how I want, and there is nothing that you can do about it.”

What. The. Hell?

Suddenly, someone poured water on me.

“Haaaa!” I screamed. 

“What time is it, Maya?"  

My mom had dumped a glass of water on my face. I opened my eyes to find her glaring down at me.

A glance at the clock showed 8:00 AM.

“Do you think girls wake up this late? I don’t know how you’ll manage at your husband’s home . If you wake up this late in your husband's home , they will kick you out of their house.

Don't bring shame to our family ! ” 

And so her harsh lectures began—again. She never missed a chance to taunt me about becoming the “perfect wife" 

"I work day and night, and you just sleep like a useless log. You have no shame! Look at other girls—they help their mothers, they learn how to cook, clean, and behave. And you? You’re good for nothing!”

Her every word cuts deeper like a knife.

“If you stay like this, no one will marry you. They’ll return you to me in one week! Go and clean the kitchen ”

I lowered my head, biting my lip. My chest felt heavy, but I stayed silent. I didn’t want her to see me cry.

“By the way, what were you dreaming about? You were shouting in your sleep " 

I stared at her blankly. What should I say !

“A ghost came in my dream . It scared me . "

I can't tell her about the dream I had . If I told her , She will arrange my marriage right away .

“Don’t worry. We’ll visit the Hanuman Temple this evening. "  

I nodded, and she left my room. 

I rubbed my forehead sweat with my hand . I Gulped the saliva . Why I am getting these dreams daily. It felt very real .

I looked around and secretly touched my lower . Gosh ! My pussy is leaking because of that dream .

Let me introduce myself

My name is Maya. I am studying in B.Sc for the 3rd year in ayurvedic pharmacy. My mother died when I was a little girl. My father married another woman . She became my new mom. She never cared about me but treated me good not like a typical abuser step mom shown in the movies.

They have a son together. His name is Arun. My father love him more than me, just because he is a boy.

He says "Boy is always a  fortune and A girl is always a  burden"

After I completed my 12th class, my parents decided to get me married. I pleaded with them to let me finish my degree first.

They agreed, but said that if they found a good match before that, they would marry me off. They treat me like a burden — especially my father. My mother convinced him to let me finish my studies.

Today, I went to college as usual. My best friends are Swetha and Ramya. Swetha is a quiet girl and Ramya is a rebel girl . Our group has five members: Swetha, Ramya, Raj, Aravind, and me. They are the best thing that happened in my boring college life.

My parents have no idea that I have guy friends. They don’t allow me to talk to boys. They are very orthodox and believe that girls should not speak to any man except their husband.

I am an introverted person. Everyone in my group goes on trips, except me. They share their trip pictures in our group. I cried many times seeing them. Only my pillow knows my pain.

My parents never let me go outside — not even to the street corner. If I ever want to go out, they send my brother with me. If I ask my father for any trip ,  he will say ;

"See Maya, if you want to go out, get married. Travel with your husband wherever you want to go.

"Don’t burden us with your nonsense wishes."

If I ask him to send me with friends , he will slap me

" I am raising you , giving you food , clothes . But this maharani wants trip with his friends. Who knows you want to go on a trip with your friends or to  enjoy with boyfriend . You became such a shameless daughter "

I get tears in my eyes every time I hear this .

Arun can go anywhere. He can do anything. But I can’t. Why? Just because he is a boy and I am a girl?

I study hard. I behave well. I don’t trouble anyone. Still, they don’t see my worth. Just because I am a girl.

It feels like I was born only to listen, obey, and be silent. This is not life. This is a cage. And the worst part is — no one even sees that I’m hurting.

What era am I even living in, yaar ?

...

"Maya... Maya." I turned around to see Swetha calling me.

"Kya hua baby?" I teased her. Flirting with a boyfriend is okay, but flirting with your best friend is next level.

"Maya, yeh bhagavan ka prasad hai. Take it."

I looked at her without blinking.

"Are you serious, Swetha! You know I hate God. Still, you're asking me to take His prasad?"

"Lekin Maya, everything that happens in our life has a reason. Only God knows—maybe He is planning a big surprise for you."

"Seriously, Swetha. That God really wants me to be happy? Since when? He took my mom from me. I will never forgive that God. Never. Let's leave this topic."

I don’t know when my eyes started to tear up. Swetha placed her hand on mine.

"I can tell you one thing, Maya. Bhagavan tab aate hain, jab hamare paas koi raste nahi hote. Wo zaroor tumhari madad karenge.

Bhagavan ko koi nahi dekh sakta, sirf mehsoos kar sakte hain. You will know His presence when you are hopeless."

(  God will help you , you don't have any way . He will come to you to protect you .

No one can see God but we can feel his presence. )

"It will never gonna happen," I said, looking at the board.

"Let's see it, Maya."