Monica Bedi's first week in Jail

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A fucking like that made Monica fairly tired and she slept well. The day went by perfectly fine as well, the warden was off, the superintendent did not even look at her on his rounds in short there was no drama. Sleeping her second night in the cell, she wondered how she would spend 11 months in this situation, wondering what every day was going to be like and that put her to sleep.

She dreamt of her past, the claps when she finished her first film, the time a major movie star asked to kiss her breasts, the time Abu Salem fucked her from behind on a bed full of money, the time she sucked cock in exchange for a diamond ring.

The dreams would have continued were not for the warden banging on her cell, "Uth maharani, uth, tere bap ka ghar nai" (wake up, queen, this isnt your fathers palace) Monica stirred up, the bitch was back and she was going to make up for yesterday.

She got up, went for her communal shower, soaped up her gorgeous but tired body, the other inmates watched as she used scented soaps while they were reduced to using cheap stuff. She was not going to make any friends here she wondered but didnt care. She had to survive, a little luxury never hurt anyone.

She was on her way to the workshop to start her chores, she walked across the yard and no one paid attention, entering the workshop, she felt weird, there was no one there and that was unusual. Before she could turn around she heard the door close and with that went the light.

She felt a hand on her mouth and a whisper in her ear "chup chap de de, varna bahut takleef hogi, par dena to padega" (give it readily or you will give it up with pain) she didnt even know who it was but she sensed it might be one of the guards, there werent that many men around.

She had no choice.


The man put his arms around her and rubbed them against her breasts, then turned her around and shoved his into her mouth, sucked on her tongue while playing with her breasts.

"accha laga" (did you like it)

He didnt sense any answers, in the darkness he couldnt see her expressions, only heard her heavy breathing, she would have to answer.

"bol accha laga raand" (say you like it whore) saying this he grabbed her nipple and squeezed.

"yes, i like it, accha laga"

Monica didnt know what to do, she knew if she screamed there will be attention and this man will get caught. If he has the audacity to do this he must be able untouchable. She didnt need another enemy.

He grabbed her saree and pulled it off her chest, then her blouse came off. He began sucking her nipples and squeezing her tits. "wah, kya hain reh there" (yours are very good) Monica didnt say a word, she just put up with it. He then dragged her to a corner and pushed her down on a mattress.

He then continued sucking her tits and put a finger inside her saree and shoved it inside her pussy. Monica let out a moan, he laughed "rand ko maza aya" (whore is enjoying) once her pussy was wet, he ripped of the panties and she heard an unzipping sound.

It was still dark but she could smell it and then he grabbed her hand and put it in and then she could feel it.