The Unfortunate Adventures of Manvi Part 2

This is part 2 of the story of how my sister became a free use whore right after her 18th birthday.

This is part 2 of the story of how my sister became a free use whore right after her 18th birthday.
I would recommend reading the previous part before delving into this one for a complete experience.

Recap: My sister turned 18 and celebrated her birthday in Bangalore due to her office. She got fired the next day from the job and went to a club to get drunk afterwards, where she met Sharad, who took advantage of her, took her to his house, and recorded her getting railed by him, then he threw her out semi-nude. She got to the train home, where she was raped again by 3 college men and creampied. She just reached her home now and wants some peace at last.

She entered her apartment and collapsed on the nearby sofa in the main hall. The door stayed open, and she was clearly visible from outside, lying there barely clothed with her exposed pussy dripping cum and her tits swinging out of the jacket's embrace.
She fell asleep, and time passed calmly. Then the neighbour's cat came into her apartment from the open door and began sniffing around. It came close to her and started licking her wet cunt. She was really liking it as she started moaning slowly.

The cat's owner, a 21-year-old trainee photographer, passed by and heard her. He peeked in and saw his cat pleasuring his newly adulted neighbour vigorously. In no time, he took out his camera and started clicking pics. Then he entered the apartment and got some closeups, even took out his dick and clicked pics of his dick close to her boobs, face, and exposed clit. Accidentally, his dick touched her nose, and she woke up in a state of panic. She was scared seeing the intruder and the cat and hit his camera, breaking its lens. Then she started scolding him and asked him to leave. He slapped her right across her face, telling her to shut up. He told her that his camera is synced to his laptop and he has video of her getting eaten by his cat and will viral it if she doesn't pay for his lens. She got scared and begged him that she had just lost her job and couldn't pay him. Without wasting time, he grabbed her hair and stuffed his cock in her throat and pinched her nose. She struggled to breathe, he said in her ear, Satisfy my cock with your mouth slut, and make sure you drink it all to the last drop if you don't want to see yourself getting viral with a cat. She tried her best, licking his cock, sucking him hard as she could, even though its smell made her feel like puking right there. He was pushing all 9 inches of his tool and balls in her mouth, pinching her nose from time to time, and slapping her. Finally, he pushed with all his strength, grabbed her hair and pulled her harder, choking her, and released his load in her throat. He kept her like that for 1 or 2 minutes to make sure she swallowed all of his cum. When he let go, she fell on the sofa, gasping for breath, almost passing out. He slapped her a couple more times and then left with his cat, intentionally leaving the door open this time.

Manvi got up sometime after, closed the door, and cleaned herself, scrubbing all the cum from her holes, fearing being pregnant. She slept for most of the day, waking up to a knock on the door at 4:00 PM. It was the postman with a big parcel for her with the sender's name "Sharad." She panicked again, hurriedly took the box and opened it in her drawing room. Her life was about to get worse. She found inside 20 to 30 photographs, all showing her naked, in different positions on Sharad's bed, getting her holes pounded. Some showed her on her knees sucking his long shaft clean, while some had close-ups of her cum soaked face. It was clear in the pictures that she was not forced but was having great pleasure being a sex toy for Sharad. There was also a CD labelled "Manvi: The Whore." which had the video recording of the events hinted at by the photos. Finally, there was a small box that contained some clothing items and a letter.

The letter read:

"Hi Manvi, I had a great time with you yesterday, and I think you had a blast too. So I am sharing some media with all the action with you.
On rethinking, I am not yet fully satisfied with you and believe you can do so much more, so get to this address at 10 M Sharp today, wearing the things I sent in the box with this letter.
Don't keep me waiting, else I will get bored and will have to share all this with your family in Delhi (Attached, my Delhi Address)"

Manvi began crying hopelessly. She had no choice but to do as the letter said.
In the box, there was a pair of panties with a crotch ring, two plastic clamps, a red mini skirt, and a black crop top with a red jacket. It was instructed that nothing apart from what is in the box must be worn except a pair of high heels. The clamps were to be put on the tits. The place was a club on the other side of the city, so she decided to go by car as it would help her go unnoticed in that humiliating outfit.

She reached 5 minutes early and waited in the car, gathering courage for what was to come. At 10, she entered the club, which was a dark but lively place with lots of men of all ages. The spotlight was on the ramp in the center, where girls came and danced in scant clothing. Soon she found Sharad, who was sitting close to the ramp on a table filled with muscular men. She approached him nervously and a little scared. He waved at her and called her close. He asked if she had worn everything from the box, to which she replied positively. He then instructed her to lift her skirt up to confirm she is wearing the crotch ring panty. She affirmed she was wearing that only, the one in which her pussy was exposed, but he didn't believe her and ordered again, reminding her of the photos and videos ready to be sent to her family.

Left with no choice, she lifted her skirt and displayed her pussy to all the men at the table. Satisfied, he then asked about the clamps, but she politely declined putting them on, saying she could not bear the pain. Before she could complete the sentence, she was on the floor, shaken by a very hard slap on her face. She was reminded that she had to do exactly as said, or there would be consequences. Sharad had planned a surprise for her that night, and it just got way more humiliating.

To be Continued.....

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