April’ 2002,
Mϋnchen, Bavaria, Germany.
“Lie down there,” he said rolling his joint, “we’ve got whole of this night, till the dawn. You don’t wanna get dressed up early baby doll, place it back where it belonged” he took his first puff.
She had culmination a few minutes ago and she felt that her job was done for that night, “I am not going to let you inside me for one more time. Not until you marry me” she said drawing herself into the blanket.
“You whore, you… are… a whore…” his voice was stringent when he uttered the word whore, “You have your obligations. Your only job is to satiate my hunger, stille meinen durst”
“But you never looked at me as whore,” she reminded him from his previous conversations, “du liebst mich, you said you love me. Every day in the bed, Hast du nicht?” She questioned him.
“Hahahaha!”
He laughed out loud, “Poor woman, I say that to every whore I sleep
with. You see
Junges
mädchen, I
am looking for pleasure. I want a woman to make love to me, I am not
with an assignment, am I, Bin
Ich?”
he made it plain to her.
“You don’t wanna lie Varun, you are on your joint and you are drunk enough to lose your consciousness,” she looked optimistic.
“I drunk and I smoked,” he leaned forward while sitting on the couch, “and that’s why you should believe me,” he took his third puff longer than the first couple of them.
“You did want to marry me, didn’t you?” she asked, “Bitte, Lüge nicht”
“Willst du mich veräppeln,” he got up from his couch and walked near to her, “My innocent woman,” he fondled over her breasts, “Was sagst du?” he railed his finger on the curves of her bosoms, “You do expect me to marry you, don’t you?” he licked on her right teat. He motioned to sniff on her cleavage up along the throat and halted when his lips aligned with hers at a whisker. He looked at her wee lips and then into her eyes, “… and for what dear? because you are whoring around for a while? Or you would get a license to file an alimony on our family’s twenty percent share from the Shekar’s uncles industry?”
“Shekar?” she was puzzled, “Wer ist er?”
“You do know him, don’t you?” he was surprised, “my dad’s twin brother”, he moved away from her and ensconced himself next to her on the bed.
“Es macht Sinn für mich”, she said and continued, “I see the light about it. Are you taking about the shares of the Chemical industry which Shekar owns?”
“Look at you, you do know him” he pointed his index finger at her, “Sie Mädchen, entscheiden nur nach einem Hintergrund-Check, otherwise you don’t like to date us”
“I loved you all through my heart. I was and will never be interested in your assets,” she exclaimed, “I was deceived and I failed to discern that you were using it as an ammunition against me for your pleasure”
She jumped out of the bed and pulled her dress lying under the butt of Varun. Her first attempt barely succeeded, she pulled it harder and the silk clothing ripped off partly sending a blaze under his nates that nudged him off from the bed. She started to get dressed up, realizing what she’s about to go for Varun scuttled in her way and clasped her hand from behind, “you ….” He paused as he was interrupted by her, “Let me go away with my life,” she said in her low voice, “you won’t leave anywhere. You have your job with my groin till I decide to give up on you,”
“That’s never gonna happen Varun. Not until you marry me,” she was firm in her tone.
“When you showed no interest in my assets. Warum Machen wir das nicht, I don’t pay whores but I am now deciding to pay you a monthly paycheck, Du wirst im Bett sein and Ich bediene meine Bedürfnisse”
“Marry me or let me go. Noch einmal, if you gonna thwart in my way. I am gonna call the polizei” She warned him which only raged him up.
“You Hündin,” he scooped her up in the air and swirled her onto the bed. She jounced wildly on her own weight. Abruptly he leaped over her and lay the hundred and seventy five pounds of weighted body; that didn’t let her move an inch. He spread her legs with the help of his hands. He positioned his groin over her crotch and arrested her hands, fixed them firmly over her head. He got into her while she pleaded him. He hit her hard and she continued to plead him, “Stop it… just get off me” She hollered, “I won’t let you feed on you bastard, get off of me…” she yelled out but her solicitation didn’t desist him from his pursuit of carnal passion. He didn’t belay in hitting her hard and her earnest request kept fading away in her bawl, “I am dying, I can’t breathe you bastard. Get off me right now.” she howled, “Leave me… I can’t breathe. Leave me,” she repeated vehemently but he was unstoppable and only kept going deep inside her. He squidged and slapped on her outer thighs. She bit him on the shoulder; she spat the sputum on his face and it further raged him up. He spanked her heftily that left bruises down her loins. “Leave me,” she appeared to lose her senses, “get…off…me” were her last words she muttered. In the split second, he reached his culmination. He snogged amorously squeezing her neck and pressing his body heretically that took her last breath.
He got up with blood spattered over all on the blanket and the bed. His body was too vetted with the red substance. “liebevolle Frau, you should have complied with me. Your fortune had a bad end,” he said to her while she was moving away from this world. Before he got dressed up he was struck by a thought. He trod slowly towards the bed and neared to her ears, “you did want me to say those three magical words, didn’t you?” he kissed her forehead and said, “Lick my balls”. He closed her eyes and gushed to the wardrobe.
He dressed up leisurely without clapping his eyes. He approached her body and wrapped her in the blanket. “Nice and neat,” he said to himself and reached for the cell phone on the table.
“I am at the apartment. You may wanna come over here? It’s an urgency” Varun said.
“I see it. You did it again, didn’t you?” the voice on the call was loud enough to reverberate inside the room.
“Haha!” he laughed a little loud and said, “like father like son”
“Son, I am at the go down and I will follow up with the procedures. You know what to do next, we don’t want it to be discussed on the phone”
“Erwischt” he said and the call went dead.
Power and Pelf 