Monica Bedi's first week in Jail

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Monica Bedi enjoyed her first moments of peace and quiet in her prison cell, she had everything when she was free except peace and quiet and then her court case and ensuing tamasha had shattered her nerves but now she was at peace.

She was so chilled out that she didnt hear the warden call her out of her cell, "Monicaaaa!" she heard a scream. "so rai hain kya din mein" She ran out towards the warden.

"chutti pe ayi hain kya sali" the woman shouted, "chal, tere baap ne bulaya hain" the scream had jangled her nerves, Abu Salem used to shout just like this when he used to take her ass.

"sorry madam, woh zara"

'mujhe mat suna, chal, warden ke pas ja'

she walked away and overheard the warden speak to someone 'sab heroingiri niklegi ab'

she stopped at the door and asked for permission to enter. On being granted she walked in.

the warden was standing there reading a file.

"Monica, sit" he was a soft spoken guy, he put his file down and looked at her.

"Listen, i want you to know that you will not have any trouble here, while i am around. No one will bother you"

Monicas mind raced back to her third meeting with Abu Salem. She had not known who he was back then, she had just confessed to him that producer MD has been using her for his purposes in exchange for movie roles. Once he had made her sit down with her mouth open while he jerked off in it.

She said she didnt mind it, she knew the business she was in but then he had asked her to go to other peoples houses and she had refused. He had slapped her so hard, she couldnt hear right for three days.

She remembered the words Abu had said to her then " you dont have to worry, while i am there, no one will bother you"

She looked up at him, her time in the industry, on the run and in the press had jaded her a great deal. She looked right at the officer and wondered how a man that looked so clean could be so dirty.

She got up and dropped her Pallu. 'sir, saaf saaf kahiyena ki ap mere sath sona chahte hain'

he didnt say a word.

She felt someone pulling her pallu and turned behind. It was a short, fat man dressed in a kurt, pyjama and a jacket.

"yeh nahi, mein tumhe chodna chahta hu, aisa mauka kaha milta hain roz roz"

she felt humiliated and began to blush. She looked at the officer but his eyes didnt move.

"dekho Monica, agar tum meri khujli mitaugi to mein tumhare do saal aram se nikalwa dunga"

Monica nodded, the man offered her her pallu she took it form his hand, he caressed her in a sleazy way and put her arm on her shoulder and began to walk her out.

'mein tumhara sevak hu, koi cheez ki chainta mat karo' he said as his hand slid to her ass and began to squeeze.

'jald mulakat hogi'

and she continued on to her cell.