English Interfaith S-e-x Story

English Interfaith S-e-x Story

I am Noor  Pathan, My mother left me when I was just a kid. I don’t know much about my mom, all I know is my father was rich and he is handicap so my mom was forced to marry him when she was very young. She used to take care of me but one day she was just gone left me all alone. My father is not very good man but still I do my duties as a daughter. He lost a lot of money in his business and I had to discontinue school and started working as a salesgirl in a super market.

I have a very fair skin and men always follow me but I never given much thought about it and ignored all the advances. I like to wear nice clothes, apply makeup but I couldn’t do any of it with my meagre salary. Since the corona pandemic, I lost my job and my savings are running out. I need to find a way to make more money then I stumbled upon youtube.

There are so many girls mostly housewives making a lot of money by adding their cooking videos. I am a good cook, so I planned to start my own channel. I have a cheap phone and camera quality is not good but I have to do with what I got. I don’t show my face or anything, so I starts making video while wearing burkha.

I created a new account and named my channel “Noor’s Life” and I am ready to make my 1st video, I put the mobile on the table which was resting on some pan and I cook biriyani in which I am the best, then uploaded the video.

There are no views, no likes and no subscribers. I am disappointed but I don’t want to stop now. Next day, I am working on new video. This time I am making traditional fish curry with tamarind, still no likes, no views.

Next day, I am cooking chicken curry, yet again no likes, no views, no subscribers. At this point, I am really disappointed. I stop making videos and I am kinda depressed now.

For one week, I didn’t look at my mobile, then I saw the videos, it has like 10 views in total on all my videos and one like on all videos and one subscriber. There are people with literally millions of views and subscribers but for me having one subscriber is like having a Billion subscribers.

Then I notices that all the likes and views are from only one guy. He also commented on some on my videos. His name is Mu111_Hunter. I thought that’s a weird name but I am happy to see his comments. It read “Nice biriyani” on one video, “Nice voice” on another video and “You have a really beautiful voice on another video”

The last comment kinda shook me a bit, because nobody ever complimented me before and it made my day and with new enthusiasm I made the new video of cooking my favorite Mutton mandhi and waiting for him to see or comment on my video. I have no idea why I am waiting for him but if I don’t make any money atleast I get some appreciation.

Next day, I saw it and he commented but nothing about video, just his number “Watsapp me if you want. I am your big fan. +xxxxxxxxxxxxxx”

I am kinda confused and overwhelmed to see this but I don’t want to message a stranger. I ignored him but it was not easy because he told me he is one of my fans. I kinda want to talk to him but again I don’t want to message a stranger. There are 1000s of questions going on in my mind.

Finally I thought, its just a message, Its not like I am gonna run away with him, whats wrong in talking to guy.

I send a message “Hi”

Within a minute “Hi

Who is this?”

“I am from Noor’s life youtube channel, thanks for your likes and comments”

“Wow, my superstar, I am so glad to see your message, I am your big fan”

Once again, I have a butterfly in my stomach, when he says he is a fan and called me a superstar.

“No, pleasure is mine. Thank you so much for your encouragement”

“I am Ayush, May I know you name”

(Ayush is the character I introduced in my previous story Making of MSluts – Sania in the last update where vishal was talking while sania enters. Link here)

“I am Noor Pathan”

“Wow, nice to meet you Noor Jaan”

“Jaan?”

“I am sorry, I am just extremely happy. I don’t want to offend you”

I kinda liked this attention “Its ok. Anyway, thanks again. I was about to stop making videos, your comments gave me an encouragement.”

“What?? You were gonna stop making videos. Why?”

“Well, I wanted to have many views and subscribers but as you know, you are the only one in the whole world watched and liked it. Without you I am zero”

“Oh mera jaan, I will never let you be a zero”

I totally understand that he is flirting but I can stop him but I didn’t. may be because no body ever did that to me before or am I desperate. It doesn’t matter. He is just nobody, I could block him anytime and move on.

“If not zero, then its just 1, its not a big number and its not worth what I am doing?”

“So, your problem is you don’t have enough views and subscribers”

“Yes, exactly” I text.

“Do you now why your videos are not picking up?”

“Why?”

“Because your covering yourself totally in dark burkha. People like to communicate with face. You should be free to express yourself”

“But I am muslim”

“Who said you aren’t? with or without burkha, you are still a muslim. It matter whats in your heart not what you are wearing?”

“Yes you are right.” He does make sense but I am confused.

We continued chatting all night, all I wanted was to say a simple Hi! But I am taking so many things with him and I told him about my family and life and he shared me more information about him and he seems like a wonderful person. After hours and hours of chatting, I finally agree to make a video without burkha.

“So, you are gonna make a video without burkha?”

“Yes”

“So, the entire world gonna see who you are?”

“Yes, I guess so”

“I consider you as my friend” He says.

“Well, you are my friend too, I never talked like this with anybody before, I feel so comfortable around you”

“Since we are friends, do you trust me?” he asks.

I say “Yes”

“Before you show your face to the world, can I see it first?”

I like the way, he is talking politely and I see no harm in it, so I take a selfie and send it to him

“Wow, you are not just superstar, you are super super star.”

He starts to shower a words of my beauty and I like it very much, it feels really really great. We say good night and I couldn’t sleep at night and getting ready for next big day.

Meanwhile, Ayush shares my pic in his Mulli_hunters watsapp group, on which Vishal is an admin.

Ayush: look at this cute mulli, my new target.

I am so excited to make a new video. I put on makeup, I don’t have much but I improvised with what I have. I am wearing my best shalwar kameez and made the video. I cooked the dessert and uploaded the video. It has 25 views in one day. I can see the difference now. Some of the comments are really good and everybody talking about me, not my cooking. It doesn’t matter to me at this point and I need views and likes and I am getting it and I am not gonna reply to all comments.

Ayush message me, “Saw you new video, its really good”

“Thanks, I followed your advice”

“Waiting to see your next video”

We texted for hours after that, he is very funny and charming and he totally gets me. Its like talking to someone who have been with me all my life and I have a special feeling about him. I am starting to wait for his message and its been like I cant do anything without talking to him.

Next day, I make another video and I cooked a simple dish made of bread. It has more views and number reaches 100 views and over 50 likes and total subscribers are 15 now. It all happened in one day and 12 new subscribers in one day.

I couldn’t wait to tell to Ayush,

“Hi, Ayush?”

“Yes”

“Did you see the views and subscribers on new video?”

“Yes”

“I am so shocked, I am getting a good views suddenly and I am getting good exposure. I am so happy”

“Oh good for you”

“Are you alright?”

“Why do you care?”

“Are you angry at me? Did I do something wrong?”

“Oh yeah, you don’t know what you did?”

I am sad that he is angry “I really don’t know what I did”

“Wait I will show you”

He sends me this pic and I was shocked to see this; I inadvertently showed my cleavage and people are there for it.

I feel ashamed and disgusted of people and more ashamed because Ayush thought I did it on purpose to get more likes.

“I am sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose. I would never do something like this” I reply.

“It’s your body, you can show whatever you want”

“No Ayush, it was a mistake,” I have no idea why I am trying to convince him but I don’t want him to think bad of me. I think I really care about him.

“Look as I said, I see you as a friend, if you want to show something like this, I just want to be 1st to be the first to see. Anyway, I know how you see me. Goodbye. All the best”

I send many messages after this conversation but he is not replying, he is angry. I know why he is angry he wants to see my cleavage 1st. I am supposed to be angry at him now but I am not. I am so confused. My mind is not with me now and I can’t concentrate, I think I love him.

What?

Yes, I love him. Oh shit.

I want to convince him and I want him to talk to me again. So I decide to do something unthinkable. I went to the bathroom, removed my dress and took a pic, and send it to him

“What is it?” he ask.

“My apology, you were angry because I didn’t show you. I did it to show that you are important to me and I don’t want you to angry on me”

“Ok. Apology accepted. So, are you going to wear this for your next video?”

“Chee, NO. This is only for you”

“What chee? You will get more likes”

“Ha ha you are so funny”

“Atleast I tried. Anyway, do you have saree?”

“Yes, I have some. Why?”

“Wear saree on your next video and show your navel, its really beautiful. Men love to see navel”

“What are you saying?”

“I am not kidding now, I am serious. Do you want more likes or not?”

“Yes”

“Then do it if you trust me”

“Ok. tell me what should I do exactly, just show the navel and stand like it”

“No no. you have to be subtle, if you just show then you would be looking like a cheap attention seeker. You should maintain your status as a good cute muslim girl. It should be like you are showing your navel on purpose at the same time your intention is not to show navel but to show your cooking. Put the camera in the way that your navel is visible and the audience shouldn’t move till they watch the whole video”

“Ok, I will do it”

“One more thing, at the beginning of video, mention that me, Ayush, sent you the saree as gift and you are wearing it for me. Ok?”

“Ok, but may I know why?”

“Its like a small fish, but the big fish, when people saw this, they will send you many gifts”

“Really??”

“Do you want free gifts?”

“Hell yeah, who would say no that? But how would they send it to me? I don’t want to tell the whole world my address.”

“You don’t have to. Give them my address and I will courier back to you. Give me your address”

He asks my address, I don’t want to say no to him

“Here is my address,” I gave him my address.

“Wow, you are just 100 kms from where I am. Anyway, I have some work to do. See you tomorrow on your video”

Next morning, I got ready and wear this awesome saree which I got long time ago.

I wear it the way he asked me to. I never did something like this but it was exciting to show myself like this, it gave me some ticking feeling.

I put the camera and standing before it.

“Hey guys, welcome back to my video. I am your Noor Pathan, today I am going to show you how to cook Pulao, but before that, I want to give to big shout-out to my favorite fan Ayush for presenting me with this beautiful saree. If any of you wants to send me a present like this, you can send it to this address.”

Then I cooked the video and the focus was mainly on my navel than the cooking pan. I finished and uploaded the video.

Now, the numbers are increasing. Subscribers are at 75 now, views reach 500. I can't believe it, people really like to see me but is it worth doing it for likes and views.

“Hi,” Ayush texted me.

“Hi”

“You are so hot in that video, you are natural and I love it”

“Thanks.”

“Do more videos like this”

“Yes, I will” then we chatted for some time and we are getting closer now.

Meanwhile, Ayush shared her pics in his group and most of the views are from his hindu group and they all want a piece of her and Ayush is crafting his next plan.

Life is going on like this, every day I make new videos and even found so many innovative ways to show off my body. I must agree that I am hot and men are going crazy for me. I like to be sexy and I am enjoying it. As a Muslim girl, I always covered my body but uncovering myself like this kinda kinky and hot.

I also like read people comments, the way they are talking about my body making me so happy or I might say horny, now I understand why movie actors are always coming in sexy dresses, there are lot of fun in it.

Today Ayush sent me a parcel and it has very cute short dress and some makeup, I have never wear something like this before but I want to wear it. He simply added a note, “Cute dress for a cute girl”

I am still blushing; I wear it and send it to him a pic of me in it.

He liked it very much and now I am going to make a next video in this dress, I didn’t tell him but I think he will be very happy to see me. I am still wearing this dress, my dad is still staring at me and I know he is angry but I don’t care, I am finally something I like in my life.

Next day, yet another video.

“Hey guys, this is Noor again, hope you like my new dress, my best friend and my favorite fan Ayush send me this.”

I turned around and give them a good view and I felt so naughty and it was so much fun. I uploaded the video and informed Ayush but he is not replying. He isn’t replying to my messages since last night, I am worry about him.

Its evening now around 7:30 PM and I am still waiting for him to reply.

“Ding ding”

Shit, somebody at the door, who would come at a time like this?

I should go open the door now, can I go like this? But I really don’t want to change the dress, it feels so soft and comfortable. What the hell, lets check who is it?

I open the door and some guy standing at the door with some bag in his hand. He is around 35 yrs old, tall, dark and well built and extremely muscled, wearing a big thilak and saffron scarf on his neck.

“Wow, you look really hot in real than in your videos” He starts talking.

“Ayush??”

He smiles

“OMG Ayush, what are you doing here?” He is not like I imagined, eventhough I am standing on my feet but I am flying like an angel in my mind.

“Wont you invite me inside?”

“Ofcourse what am I thinking, please come in. I am just shocked to see you”

“You gave me your address, you are so beautiful and a great cook. I couldn’t wait anymore”

I just giggled, my dad on the other side starring at me and I am sure he doesn’t like the hindu guy in his house. Since he is partly paralyzed, he can barely walk, spent most of the time in the chair and didn’t talk much either. He wanted me to buy him a wheel chair for long time.

“So Ayush, you just come to meet me?”

“Yes, why not?”

“nothing, I am just excited. I am making dinner, would you want to try?”

“Who would say no to that?”

I serve him dinner, he liked it very much and he tried hard to move his eyes from my hips but he couldn’t do it, it was very funny to me. I like it and think I love him so it doesn’t matter to me.

After serving food, Noor is walking to the kitchen, Ayush leaned left and looking at her shaking ass. Noor’s dad seeing all this and he is getting angry, Ayush look at dad and give a smirk.

After dinner, I am talking with Ayush, he is a charmer, we talked for long time and one thing leads to another we kissed. It is my 1st kiss in my life and I enjoyed it very much.

“I love you Ayush,” I say it finally.

“I love you too darling”

We kiss again.

“Well I am so happy now Noor, I have to go”

“Its getting late now”

“You want to stay here?”

“Why not?”

“Will your dad accept it?”

“He won’t but I don’t want you to leave at this time”

He agrees to stay and it made me so happy and I thought he would sleep in living room but he walked right into my bedroom and I don’t have a heart to tell him to go out.

Before Noor could say anything, he hugged her and starts kissing. Her dad is looking at everything but he couldn’t move and do anything. Ayush looked at him again and put his hand on her ass and squeeze it and closed the door.

“Ayush, what are you doing?”

“Baby, I cant control myself, I want you”

“but we are going too fast”

“don’t you trust me?”

“Ayush, what are you saying? I will do anything for you”

“Then lets do it. Ok?”

“OK”

Ayush removes my tops in a second and he is looking at my boobs, it make me so horny and he starts squeezing my boobs, wow, it was an amazing feeling.

He dropped his pants and put my hand on his dick, I feel so shy and its big and hard and I start stroking it.

“Do you want to taste it?” he asks.

“what?”

“Yes, put it in your mouth and suck it”

I am in shock, at this point I never watched any porn and I don’t even know, it’s a thing. I didn’t say anything.

“What are you waiting for?” he asks.

“I don’t know baby, how can I put my mouth there?”

“its very normal, all girls do that”

He convinces me finally and put it in my mouth and starts sucking it. It was disgusting it but I am doing it for my love and I want to make my lover happy. I suck him really good and he told me and I am doing a fine job.

He removed my dress and made me totally naked, he takes the camera and starts recording me naked.

“Baby, what are you doing?”

“Its for me baby, I don’t want to forget this moment, this is a special day for me”

I am not comfortable but its also a special day for me so I let him record everything. He put the camera on the side and starts fucking me. My pussy was tight and it hurts me but he keep fucking me telling me that it would be painful at first and I start bleeding, its painful but I love the sex. He fucked me and pulled his dick and cummed on my body.

We cuddled and went to sleep.

Noor was sleeping, Ayush woke up and send the video to his friends with the message. “1st part of Mission Accompolished”

He then went out of the bedroom to go to bathroom, dad was outside and the anger is visible in his face. Ayush smiled at him, “Hey mullah, you have a sexy daughter but she is so dumb. OMG her pussy was so tight and her body is awesome. She bled a lot, thanks for keeping your daughter virgin but she is not anymore and her pussy wont be tight for long and my hindu brothers will soon fill all her holes”

Her dad is so angry, he couldn’t do anything. “Don’t worry, we will take good care of your daughter. We hindu guys are better at keeping the muslim girls satisfied. As long as she breeds atleast 4 hindu kids, she would be fine”

Ayush laughed at him and go back to the room.

He liked it very much and now I am going to make a next video in this dress, I didn’t tell him but I think he will be very happy to see me. I am still wearing this dress, my dad is still staring at me and I know he is angry but I don’t care, I am finally something I like in my life.

Next day, yet another video.

“Hey guys, this is Noor again, hope you like my new dress, my best friend and my favorite fan Ayush send me this.”

I turned around and give them a good view and I felt so naughty and it was so much fun. I uploaded the video and informed Ayush but he is not replying. He isn’t replying to my messages since last night, I am worry about him.

Its evening now around 7:30 PM and I am still waiting for him to reply.

“Ding ding”

Shit, somebody at the door, who would come at a time like this?

I should go open the door now, can I go like this? But I really don’t want to change the dress, it feels so soft and comfortable. What the hell, lets check who is it?

I open the door and some guy standing at the door with some bag in his hand. He is around 35 yrs old, tall, dark and well built and extremely muscled, wearing a big thilak and saffron scarf on his neck.

“Wow, you look really hot in real than in your videos” He starts talking.

“Ayush??”

He smiles

“OMG Ayush, what are you doing here?” He is not like I imagined, eventhough I am standing on my feet but I am flying like an angel in my mind.

“Wont you invite me inside?”

“Ofcourse what am I thinking, please come in. I am just shocked to see you”

“You gave me your address, you are so beautiful and a great cook. I couldn’t wait anymore”

I just giggled, my dad on the other side starring at me and I am sure he doesn’t like the hindu guy in his house. Since he is partly paralyzed, he can barely walk, spent most of the time in the chair and didn’t talk much either. He wanted me to buy him a wheel chair for long time.

“So Ayush, you just come to meet me?”

“Yes, why not?”

“nothing, I am just excited. I am making dinner, would you want to try?”

“Who would say no to that?”

I serve him dinner, he liked it very much and he tried hard to move his eyes from my hips but he couldn’t do it, it was very funny to me. I like it and think I love him so it doesn’t matter to me.

After serving food, Noor is walking to the kitchen, Ayush leaned left and looking at her shaking ass. Noor’s dad seeing all this and he is getting angry, Ayush look at dad and give a smirk.

After dinner, I am talking with Ayush, he is a charmer, we talked for long time and one thing leads to another we kissed. It is my 1st kiss in my life and I enjoyed it very much.

“I love you Ayush,” I say it finally.

“I love you too darling”

We kiss again.

“Well I am so happy now Noor, I have to go”

“Its getting late now”

“You want to stay here?”

“Why not?”

“Will your dad accept it?”

“He won’t but I don’t want you to leave at this time”

He agrees to stay and it made me so happy and I thought he would sleep in living room but he walked right into my bedroom and I don’t have a heart to tell him to go out.

Before Noor could say anything, he hugged her and starts kissing. Her dad is looking at everything but he couldn’t move and do anything. Ayush looked at him again and put his hand on her ass and squeeze it and closed the door.

“Ayush, what are you doing?”

“Baby, I cant control myself, I want you”

“but we are going too fast”

“don’t you trust me?”

“Ayush, what are you saying? I will do anything for you”

“Then lets do it. Ok?”

“OK”

Ayush removes my tops in a second and he is looking at my boobs, it make me so horny and he starts squeezing my boobs, wow, it was an amazing feeling.

He dropped his pants and put my hand on his dick, I feel so shy and its big and hard and I start stroking it.

“Do you want to taste it?” he asks.

“what?”

“Yes, put it in your mouth and suck it”

I am in shock, at this point I never watched any porn and I don’t even know, it’s a thing. I didn’t say anything.

“What are you waiting for?” he asks.

“I don’t know baby, how can I put my mouth there?”

“its very normal, all girls do that”

He convinces me finally and put it in my mouth and starts sucking it. It was disgusting it but I am doing it for my love and I want to make my lover happy. I suck him really good and he told me and I am doing a fine job.

He removed my dress and made me totally naked, he takes the camera and starts recording me naked.

“Baby, what are you doing?”

“Its for me baby, I don’t want to forget this moment, this is a special day for me”

I am not comfortable but its also a special day for me so I let him record everything. He put the camera on the side and starts fucking me. My pussy was tight and it hurts me but he keep fucking me telling me that it would be painful at first and I start bleeding, its painful but I love the sex. He fucked me and pulled his dick and cummed on my body.

We cuddled and went to sleep.

Noor was sleeping, Ayush woke up and send the video to his friends with the message. “1st part of Mission Accompolished”

He then went out of the bedroom to go to bathroom, dad was outside and the anger is visible in his face. Ayush smiled at him, “Hey mullah, you have a sexy daughter but she is so dumb. OMG her pussy was so tight and her body is awesome. She bled a lot, thanks for keeping your daughter virgin but she is not anymore and her pussy wont be tight for long and my hindu brothers will soon fill all her holes”

Her dad is so angry, he couldn’t do anything. “Don’t worry, we will take good care of your daughter. We hindu guys are better at keeping the muslim girls satisfied. As long as she breeds atleast 4 hindu kids, she would be fine”

Ayush laughed at him and go back to the room.

I wake up in the morning and Ayush is sleeping next to me like a child. This is the 1st time I waking up naked from my bed and there is still some pain in my pussy and I hope that the pain will be gone as Ayush said. I got dressed and get out and my dad is already awake.

I prepared the tea and give it to my dad and his face is not good.

He starts speaking, his voice got distorted but I can understand and he asks about Ayush.

“Dad, I know its hard for you to accept but I want you to know that I love him and I will marry him”

He shakes his head No and he painfully says, “No, I will not allow you to marry that kaffir dog”

“He is a really good guy, that’s is all that matters” I try to convince him

“He is a hindu animal, bad guy and he will ruin your life.”

“Dad stop, you don’t know anything about him”

“I know people like him, he told me that he will call his hindu friends to rape you”

“Dad, even though you have never been a good father, I respect you, love you and taking care of you. So its very cheap that you lie like this about Ayush.”

“Don’t you listen to me, you stupid girl”

“Dad. Stop. I am not dumb little girl, I know what I am doing. Ayush is helping me with my new channel and I will earn good money and buy you a good wheelchair. Don’t involve with what I am doing with my life”

I give the tea and left the place and I take the another cup to Ayush and wake him up.

He woke up and already and take the cup from my hand and put it on the table and pulls me to him and I fell on him, we kissed.

“How was the last night?” he asks.

“It was fun, I loved it”

“Did you enjoy sucking my dick?”

“Not much, but I hope u enjoyed it”

“Yes, very good, you learned it well. Duty of good girl is to do what her man needs”

“So, what do you want me to cook today?”

“by posting just cooking videos, you cant get any visitors. Most of your audiences are interested more in you than what you are cooking?”

“I don’t understand what should I do?”

“Be free, be open-minded and show who you are. Also, most of your fan base are hindus. Hindu like muslim girls and especially naughty muslim girls”

“I don’t know if I can do this?”

“Do you trust me?”

“Ofcourse I trust you. Why are you keep asking me this?”

“Be a naughty girl. Idea for today video is you wear a sexy saree and put bindi like a hindu girl and tell your fans this”

He gives me his idea, some of the ideas are very bold but I need more viewers and I love Ayush, so I agreed.

I wear the saree and put on bindi like a hindu girl. My dad is on the other side, starring at me, I ignore his murderous rage from his eyes. I put the camera and starts the video.

“Hi Guys, its your Noor. Hope you guys are all fine. I have an announcement to make before that I know you are noticing a change. I feel empowered and happy after wearing bindi, also wearing it as a muslim girls is kinda hot too. BTW, the announcement I was telling you about is, I recently got engaged to my boyfriend Ayush. He chose this dress for me and he will also be the manager and cameraman for now.

Since we are making this relationship, Ayush wants to take me out and don’t worry, you are all coming with us. Yes, today I am not gonna cook anything, I am taking it outdoor”

I end the video, Ayush was happy with my performance and we starts walking out and we reached a temple.

“Hey guys, now we are in temple. Ayush wants to start with by visiting the temple and I am so happy to be here, I have never been to any temple before. Ayush taught me the rituals, lets go”

Noor is walking and Aysuh with camera following her and his main focus on her ass. Noor moves to her knees and bed down on the floor and pay her respect to the idol and Ayush was capturing everything and with special mention to her ass and slowly moved to the front and Noor was standing up and her pallu fell and he focus on her cleavage.

I am inside the temple and I really prayed so that he love me more and he would understand that I am doing everything for him.

Once done, we are outside.

“It was really beautiful Noor”

“Thanks, anything for you baby, so whats next?”

“Well, I want people to know more about you and I want them to know how naughty you are. So it will be like an interview and I will ask you questions, you give naughty answers.”

We sit near the tree outside and he is sitting on my left side with camera’s main attention is my sideboobs and waist and the video started.

“So Baby tell your fans who you are?”

“Ok, I am noor pathan, I am 18 years old. I live with my dad, my mom went away with his hindu lover when I was just a kid”

“Does your mom also pretty like you?”

“Yes, she is”

“Why did you visit temple today and dressing like a hindu lady?”

“My boyfriend, you, are a hindu, in the future, our kids will be having your last name and religion so I am getting used to it”

“Why do you prefer hindu boys?”

“I don’t know, may be genetics, my mother ran away with a hindu guy and I have been told my grandmother was also a mistress to a hindu landlord. So, its natural for me”

“Do you always wear saree?”

“I like all kinds of dresses, I like sexy outfits, it doesn’t matter western or indian”

“So, it means you have lot of sexy lingeries?”

“Actually no, I want to but they are so expensive but I love to try it”

“You have a sexy navel, do you have any plan to pierce it?“

“Yes, I love to, I will do it”

“May I know your cup size?”

“36 C”

“Are they natural?”

“Ofcourse, come on Ayush, don’t act like you don’t know it, ha ha ha”

“Ok, last question. Are you a virgin”

I am kinda shocked when he asked me this question but I want to look cook so, “Until yesterday but not after last night, its all because of you ha ha ha”

He also laughing and we end the video.

“Was I good?” I ask.

“You are just perfect, my slutty princess”

We reach home again and my dad is so angry but we retreat to my room right away and we fucked all night and starts to enjoy sucking his dick.

I am enjoying living with Ayush, I am treating him like how any perfect wife will treat her loving husband. I hope he is vey happy with me and I want his full acceptance. We are also having sex everyday and pussy is not in pain anymore and I am thoroughly enjoying sex. I love sucking his dick now and he loves in my mouth and he would be more happy if I swallow it. In last few days, I have swallowed a big load and I don’t like the taste but I am doing it and will continue to do it because I love him.

We haven’t made any video in few weeks and people in comment section are demanding more videos.

“My cute mulli,” Ayush says, this is what he calling me now, at first it was kinda hurtful but I am getting used to it now.

“Yes baby?”

“Shall we make a new video?”

“Yes, I have been thinking about it too but I don’t have any content”

“that’s my job. I have a new idea?”

“Whats that?”

“Do you dance?”

“Yes?”

“Lets make a dance video”

“but why?”

“People are doing it these days and guys like to see sexy girls like you dancing”

“Ok baby, lets do it but just dance is it?”

“Whats fun in just dance?”

“Then?”

“You wear burkha, start dancing and slowly remove it and inside you will be wearing a sexy top and shorts”

“Baby, I am shy, I don’t think I can do it”

“You have to”

I don’t know what to say, I didn’t want to make this kind of videos but I don’t want to disappoint him, so I agreed to do it.

So, I made a dance video like he asked and uploaded it.

Within few minutes, likes and views are increasing. I almost have 1000 subscribers now, all my videos are getting 1000s of views and even we got our 1st payment from youtube. We are so happy.

I feel like an item girl but I kinda like it.

“Hey, can we go out and celebrate our 1st income?” Ayush asks.

“Sure, where are we going?”

“We can go to garba dance”

“Whats that?” I ask.

“It’s a Navaratri celebration, we can go and dance”

I agree to do this, I have never done this before so it was exciting. We reach the place and it was organized by RSS. There are so many men and I was expecting girls to there but Aysuh is with me so I don’t need to worry.

He introduced me to this friends, they all know me already and saw my videos, everybody wanted to take photos with me. They are all friendly and appreciated me for joining their celebration. They all starts to throwing colors and ayush starts applying color on me and gave the phone to one of his friends to record.

He applied color all over me and danced with many guys, its very fun.

Then we reach home and for next few days we make some dancing videos and I wear sexy sarees and done some sexy dances.

we make so many videos like this and i am forgetting the meaning of shame and shyness

Its been few days since my daring videos.

“My sexy girl, you are getting more sexier and sexier”

“Thanks baby, its all because of you. Even I didn’t know I had it in me.”

“Our subscribers and views are skyrocketed”

“Yes, I am happy”

“Les read the comments”

I sit next to him and he put his hand over my shoulder and he hold my boobs and starts squeezing it. My dad is also watching this and he is getting furious but I couldn’t do anything but smile. My smile making him more angry but I couldn’t stop Ayush. We start reading comments.

Some of the comments are,

Noor, you are so beautiful, Ayush is a lucky guy.

Ayush, I am proud of you. You are a true hindu.

I wish I have a girlfriend like you Noor.

All muslim girls should be like you noor.

Sister, I am also a muslim girl like you and boyfriend is hindu.

Shall we go on a date?

Sister, you are an inspiration, I want to be like you. You are a rolemodel.

“How much for a night to be with you?”

I stopped after reading the last comment.

“What happened noor?”

“How dare he ask me like this?”

“What? Ha ha, ok, leave it. So tell me how much will you charge for a night?”

“No, I will not talk like this”

“Please baby tell me”

“1 Lack rupees??!!”

“Ha ha“ he starts laughing so hard.

“Why are you laughing”

“I am sorry to say this, but this is too much, maximum you can get is 2000 Rs.”

“Really why?”

“That’s the market price for muslim girls. I tell you the higher price because you are my girl, the reality is much cheaper. There are so many muslim whores on the street so the price is cheaper”

“I couldn’t believe it?”

“its true baby. You can get a little bit extra money if you are an aalima or daughter of imam, but other than that, the money is cheaper. Btw, we need to make more videos and you have to be more sexy. I have some ideas.”

“What is your plan?”

“We are going to make a new video, the idea is ‘the day in the life of noor’. We start from the morning the moment you wake from the bed, you will be wearing something sexy, next you clean the house showing lot of cleavage, then you will wear a towel and take bath”

I interrupt him, “what are you saying? I cant do it”

“I am not asking you to be naked but it would be sexy.”

I didn’t agree to this but we had a long conversation but he charmed me into agree this.

“Once you are done with bath, you will stand in your innerwear, we will show it and then you will wear saree , we will make it like also a saree tutorial.”

We start the video, I am sleeping bed, he adjusts my dress and starts recording it

He takes video and I was pretending like sleeping, I don’t know what he is recording but I trust him so I don’t care. Then I wake up

“Hey good, good morning. I had a nice sleep, now I need to make a tea for my Ayush and my dad and then I will clean the house”

I go to kitchen, make the tea and Ayush is recording everything.

Now I starts cleaning while showing the cleavage.

He makes me change my dress while cleaning, from saree to tops.

Meanwhile, Ayush took this shot without Noor noticing it. Ayush knows well, that noor doesn’t check the videos because she trusts him so he can do whatever he want. Once done with that, he starts recording Noor bathing, Poor Noor doesn’t know what she is showing.

It started like this

Then more and more of her skin are starting to visible

He recorded everything as much as possible, he is worried about youtube nude policy so he stopped with this. Once done noor was walking in her underwear and ayush don’t miss to shoot it

I feel so shy standing in front of the camera like this but this also feels exciting and I know the truth that shows more skin means more views which means more money. I need it

Then I made a saree tutorial.

We finish the video.

Ayush is also happy that almost his mission got succeeded and he is getting lot of encouragement from his boys and he needs to find a way to make more money with noor and he may already have an idea.

After my latest daring video, I am getting more subscribers and views and getting a good money. Also, I couldn’t take the last conversation I had from my mind. I thought I am the beautiful girl and if I had to sleep with men for money, I would be getting lot of money but the fact is not the same. Omg, whats happening to me? Why am I thinking like this? It’s a shame, I would never sleep with men for money, even if they offer me millions and millions.

“Noor, where are you?” Ayush calls.

“What happened?”

“I just had a call with my friend. They are organizing some kind of fund raiser for new ram temple and they asked me if you could perform a dance on stage for the crowd.”

“What?! No, I am not an item girl”

“Baby it’s a good money”

“What are you saying?”

“its 25000 for just one dance and with this money, we can buy a new camera and made high quality video.”

“I am not sure. Why me?”

“because you are only good looking muslim dancer available”

“But I am not a good dancer”

“Well, nobody interested in your dance skills”

“the what now?“

“No baby, its not just dance, they have other dancers. They want a muslim girl for special performance”

“but why?”

“You see, we hindus see this temple as big victory for hindus and we believe if a sexy muslim girl like you entertain hindu devotees, it would send a message.”

“What message is that?”

“Communal harmony” (he is laughing his ass off inside his head but poor Noor would never know this)

“Ok, lets do this”

“Yes, its not only because of money, I will do it so you can be happy. I love you”

“I know baby.”

Its night time, we reach the place, it’s a huge crowd and lights and celebration. We are welcomed by lot of people in saffron shawls around their neck.

“Noor, before starting, i want you to meet somebody”

“Who are they?”

“They are the powerful hindu leaders in this region and be respectful to them. No matter what they say, just smile and be cool”

“What will they say?”

“You are a muslim item girl and they are kattar hindu leaders, what do you think they will say?”

“I don’t know”

“It doesn’t matter just be cool, wear this dress and get ready to meet them. When you are there, just touch their feet and get blessings first”

I am kinda scared and feel strange to be in this place but I want to behave good so Ayush will be happy.

This dress is so revealing and I am walking to the room scared. Three old men aged around 50+ and one guy around my age standing there.

I go and touch all men’s feet and say “Namaste”

“Come on beautiful, come near me,” 1st guy says,

I go near him and and he pulled me and made me sit on his lap and put his hand on my waist.

“You have a really soft skin,”

I smile and didn’t say anything.

“all muslim girls have soft skin, I don’t know whats their secret,” 2nd guy says.

“No matter how soft they are, at the end we are the ones who are enjoying and using it”

All starts laughing.

2nd guy looks at 3rd guy and asks, “Thakurji, I heard that you finally took that daughter and wife of that imam who was messing with you, what did you do to them?”

“Ha ha ha, you heard abt that too. Those bitches begged me to leave them but now they are begging me to fuck them.”

“Fantastic, what else?”

“I fucked them in all holes and in every position possible. I don’t know what to do with them anymore so I gave them to my boys”

“You are good man thakurji, always through the leftovers to your dogs”

“Ha ha, you are right. Muslim girls are best in bed and I don’t know how they are horny all the times”

I am hearing everything, they are not even talking in subtle way and they just don’t care and I am kinda scared and I don’t understand why they are treating muslim girls like this.

“Rajiv ji, why aren’t you saying anything?” Thakur asks the guy whom lap I was sitting.

“Nothing brothers, this girl reminds me of somebody” he is mentioning about me.

“What do you mean rajiv ji?”

“Remember the 2002 riot, I was a youth back then and we were hunting muslim girls, I met the girl there, she was very beautiful like an angel. The moment I saw her, I know I want her. I took her and I stripped her on the road and made her running naked on the road for sometime and then I took her to my place and fucked her so hard. I fucked many muslim whores but with her I wasn’t getting bored and every time felt like the 1s time so I kept her with me for three months. One day she is just gone. She escaped. “

“Oh no, it was good story Rajiv ji, wish she didn’t run”

“But that’s not the end, she came back to me after few months”

They all starts laughing

“Once they got the taste of our bhagwa dick, they can’t stay away” 1st guy says.

“She also had a very tasty milk,” Rajiv says.

“What do you mean Rajiv ji,” Thakur asks.

“It seems she was a new mother so she was still lactating when we caught her. No matter how much I squeezed, its coming non-stop”

All starts laughing again.

Now Rajiv ji starts looking at me and asks, “tell me Noor, how much do you like Bhagwa dick”

I feel so disrespected but for Ayush I said yes and they all started laughing.

I go to the stage and starts my 1st performance; I feel so shy to dancing in the cheap stage like this but I am here now and there is no going back and I am doing this all to make Ayush happy.

I starts dancing and the crowd goes crazy, their applause did some strange thing to me, I starts to enjoy this and give the best performance I could.

Once I finish the dance and I go back to the dressing happily but Ayush come and asked me to do one more dance and it will be closing dance for the night. I agreed to it, its just one dance but there is a catch and I would be dancing with one more guy and its should be like a romantic performance.

I am on the stage and some sexy Bollywood item song starts playing and I starts dancing but the other guy come and hugs me from behind and he starts dancing but I wouldn’t call that a dancing, its like he stepped on some electric wire and he is dying but then I realized what he was doing, he gets closer to me and rubs his dick on my ass and he turns me and starts kissing me so hard in my lips.

I snapped and try to move away from him but I can’t, he is so strong, he is kissing me forcefully and then he left me, I am still in the stage and Ayush is standing in the front and give me the hand signal to continue, at the same time, the crowd is laughing and they are thinking that its part of the performance.

Song is keep going and I am wondering when its gonna end, but I don’t want to stop the performance so I keep dancing. This time that dancer come from behind and put his hand on my boobs and starts squeezing and the crowd goes crazy.

People are yelling something from the crowd which I couldn’t hear because of the loud music, he is still squeezing from the boobs and suddenly he pulls and the blouse is torn in to pieces and I am standing topless on the stage.

I cant do it anymore I am going to the dressing room, fuck the dance but he is not allowing he caught me again and the crowd is clapping and whistling and they all may have thinking its still a part of dance, he forcefully removed my bottom and I am just wearing panting and he caught me hard on the back and pushing me the end of the stage and ppl from the crowd take the money and shoving it in panty and many guys touched my pussy and one guy even tried to push his finger inside, thankfully he pulled me pack and tear the panty and throw to the crowd and I am on stage naked.

I stops dancing but the crowd is not see the dance and those perverts are just to see the girls, Its already late when I realize this and run back to the room and I am standing naked.

Ayush come and consoled and I am so angry on him but he charmed me and cooled me down and he showed me lot of money that he got for my dance. I am so ashamed and angry but I know that it was not planned and Ayush wouldn’t do something like this to me and its just my bad luck so I returned home and hugged him and slept for the night.

Meanwhile, Ayush is disappointed as he made a deal with Rajiv that he and his friends will fuck Noor tonight and agreed to pay Ayush for it but they have some last minute work, so they had to leave but Ayush is very happy that this stupid Noor is under his control now and he is confident that he can do anything and planning his next step and decides to move Noor from youtube to onlyfans.

Its been a week since that humiliating incident. I am so ashamed and disturbed, there must be atleast 1000s of people and they all saw me naked. Good thing is Ayush never cared about it, he still loves me, he is such a wonderful man. I am so lucky to have him in my life.

“Baby, are you all right?” Ayush asks me.

“I don’t know baby, I couldn’t forget it and I am so ashamed. Do you still love me?”

“Ofcourse I love you baby.”

“But I let the whole crowd saw me naked”

“So what? You are an entertainer. Don’t think too much about it”

“Ok baby, I know that whatever you do, it would be good for me”

I hug him and I feel relieved now.

“We should make a new video baby, your fans will be missing you.”

“but what video should we make?”

“We made so many normal, we should make some hot short films”

“How baby?”

“We make short movies?”

Then he told me his ideas, its kinda tempting but thinking of involving another actor and doing bold scenes are kinda scary.

The new guy enters, his name is Vikas, he is well built, tall, dark, looks like a thug and cheap. Ayush explained the scene and I am not sure if I can do it with him but eventually, I agreed.

It require outdoor shoot, we reach the place, just in outskirts on the road and there are not much people.

Ayush is ready with the camera and scene starts.

Noor is walking down the road wearing this dress, Ayush is focusing his camera on her ass, breast and her face.

As per the scene, Vikas is on the another side of the road and looking at her beauty, she will be teasing him a bit and continued walking and stepped over a stone and fell on the floor.

Vikas come running to her and he would lift me up, Ayush is covering everything.

“Are you all right miss?”

“I think I hurt my leg, I cant move”

“Oh Ram, I will help you”

He put his one hand on her hip just below her boobs and carry her to his car and drive her to Noor home.

Next scene, they are in bedroom.

“Mam, it seems your legs needs an ointment”

“Yes, you are right?”

Noor proceeds to remove her burkha and wearing this inside

“Oh wow, I always whats inside burkha”

“Well, if you wanted to know that bad, you could have asked anybody”

“Would they answer?”

“Ofcourse, we are always dying when someone would pop this question”

“I thought muslim girls are pious and modest”

“Oh boy, you have no idea what we can do”

“Nice pussy BTW”

“What?”

“I mean the pic”

“HA HA”

Vikas starting to apply medicine on her legs and slowly taking his hands upper and Noor was moaning all the time. Vikas starts kissing but Noor couldn’t do this.

So, she stopped.

“What happened baby?” Ayush asks.

“I don’t think I can do this”

“come on baby, you are a wonderful actor, you can do this”

Noor hesitated for some time and starts kissing him and he slowly removed her tops and she is just in her bra. He starts playing with her boobs and squeezing it, Noor starts moaning but this time she is not acting, she is actually enjoying this.

He removed her bra. Noor Stops again.

“Baby, what is this? You told me I would be just in bra”

“Yes, I planned that too but it doesn’t seem real and I want to make it real as much as possible”

“but I cant do nude scenes baby”

“Don’t worry Noor, I will not show the flesh, I just want to audience to know that you are naked and that would make it interesting and sex too”

“What do you mean?”

“You two would be having sex and will not show your private parts but there would be no room left for audience imagination, I want your genuine reaction, that’s how we make the good movies”

I hesitantly agrees, Ayush knows better than me and I am love of his wife, if he really wants some stranger to fuck me that means he really wants me to be a star. I will do anything for Ayush.

Scene starts again,

Vikas removes her top but Ayush is covering everything, he is not hiding anything as he said. Her panties are off too and she is naked and vikas cuddling her, licking her pussy and starts fucking her.

He is not slow or passionate, he is fucking her so rough but Noor doesn’t make a scene, she just go along with this, her moaning and screams are getting bigger and bigger. He fucked her so hard the ayush look at vikas and winks, Vikas dumped all his load in her mouth and like an instinct. She swallows it and recording have been ended.

Vikas goes to bathroom.

Once the shoot is over, I starts crying, Ayush consoled me and tell me I did good.

“So, how much are we paying Vikas” I asks,

“Why baby?”

“For his part in this movie. We can pay him and get him out of here”

“There is a problem baby. Vikas is a friend on my cousin. He is in trouble and he will be staying with us for few days”

“What are you saying? How can I be with him in the same room after everything. What is the problem?”

“I don’t know, I will ask him.”

Vikas returns,

Ayush asks, “Vikas, what is the problem why do you want to hide here?”

“Nothing brother, there is a madrassa near my house, I was fucking couple of chicks but one day, the head of madrassa, a fantastic hot lady, came and shouting at me for fucking her community girls. I got so angry, next day, when she leaves in the evening, I took her”

“Took her means?” I ask.

“Literally lift her and pushed her to my car with couple of friends and took her to my place and shows the power of hindu dick, I fucked her so hard and invited some of my friends and we fucked her for week.”

“OMG, where is she now?”

“I sold her to the brothel in another place far away from here, she would fit there well.”

I am silent after hearing all this, I feel so bad for this poor lady.

I asked Ayush in private, “Baby, he cant stay here, how can I live under the same roof with a rapist.”

“Nothing will happen, don’t worry.”

After sometime, Ayush receives a call and he looked tensed.

“Baby, I have to go,” Ayush says.

“Where are you going?”

“Family emergency, my dad is sick”

“Oh no, I will come with you”

“No, you cant. This is not the right time now.”

“Baby, don’t leave alone with Vikas”

He didn’t listen to me, his though all about his dad, he left suddenly and vikas is looking at me with a lustful eyes.

He comes near me, “You are so hot mulli, I wonder when I will fuck you ass”

“Don’t talk to me like this pervert”

“Why are you so riled up now? Didn’t enjoy my mighty dick?”

“No, I didn’t. that was acting,”

“But moaning sounds very real. You have a beautiful lips and I want it wrapped around my dick”

“No, I cant”

“Do you know, what I will do to muslimas who says no to me?”

“I don’t care, I am not afraid of you”

“You are dumb bimbo”

I go so angry before I could say anything, he slapped me so hard, I fell on the floor and my dad saw everything but he is sitting helpless.

“Hey old dog, now I am going to fuck your daughter in her ass. I already ploughed her pussy. I know its forbidden to fuck the ass in your religion, so I am going to do it now” he tells my dad.

He is so strong and lifted me and tore off my dress and fucked my ass dad while he is watching, he is so strong and it was very painful but I couldn’t say anything.

He forced me to suck his dick and he cum in my mouth every time and made me swallow it too. He did everything before my dad. He pulled the knife and tells me to obey him or he will hurt my dad.

Its been 3 hours since then and my ass hurts, I am still naked and he ordered me not to wear any dress and now I am in kitchen preparing breakfast. I can call Ayush, he is already sad because of his dad and I don’t want to hurt him more.

I turn back and I saw him and he is recording everything, me cooking naked. I am in shock ask him to delete it but he said no. He wraps his hand on my shoulder and takes a selfie.

“Please don’t record me” I beg him.

“Why not? Its for my memory, I have the video of all the sluts I fuck”

“please please” I continue begging him.

“if you behave well and do what I say, I will delete all this video or I will upload them all in internet”

“Please don’t do that”

“Ok, Say Jai shri ram” he says and starts the video.

I say, “Jai shri ram”

He give me a piece of paper and ask me to memorise everything and say it on the camera

I am standing naked, “Jai Shri ram, Hey Vikas, your dick is so good and you fucked me so well, I love it especially when you fuck my ass, I love it. Please keep fucking me, send me some of your friends and they can fuck me however they want. I wish some hindu men like you kidnap me and keep me as your sex slave.”

Video ends.

Dinner finished, my dad saw everything, he is seeing his daughter naked and doing all the dirty things for this hindu bastard.

He takes me to the bedroom and fucks me and told me that he want wake up early in the morning and I should wake him by sucking his dick and I am not allowed to wake him up any other way.

So I went outside and slept in the living room with alarm. I wake up 5 mins before the time he wants me to wake him up and I start sucking his dick, its getting harder and harder and he wakes up and cum.

Meanwhile, Ayush is drinking with his friends and bragging about how he trapped and got everything under his control and he uploaded the Noor latest video without any edit to youtube, knowing very well that youtube will not tolerate this kinda video and delete her account.

His plan is the same so he can convince Noor to move to Onlyfans.

I am in kitchen preparing coffee for him. There is some loud noise and I hear the sound of Vikas screaming and I am so afraid and I think he is hurting my dad. So I run to him but I don’t understand what am I seeing.

There is a lady in burkha with a big wooden log beating the crap out of him, he is so big but he is squeaking like a pig and it’s a good sight to watch, but who is that mystery girl.

Vikas stands up and runs away from the house and that looks at me and removes her veil.

“MOM, IS THAT YOU??????????”

There she is, My mom who abandoned me when I was just a kid just turn up to my house out of nowhere.

“What are you doing here?”

“My girl Noor, you have become a very beautiful girl”

“Stop it, I asked you a question”

“Please forgive me baby, I know what I did to you was wrong but I had no choice”

“There is no justification for what you have done, get out of my home”

I am so angry at her and I don’t even want to see her face so I kicked her out and she tried to some lame excuses.

Noor mother Nabeela is so upset and she doesn’t want to leave her daughter again, she is standing outside the house. Meanwhile Vikas informed Ayush everything but Vikas didn’t know that Nabeela is Noor’s mother. Ayush rushed Noor’s place.

Nabeela is still standing outside and she saw ayush and stops him.

“Ayush”

He returns and looks at burkha clad woman.

“Yes, how can I help you?” Ayush asks.

“Can we talk in private?”

“Who are you? Are you the one who beat up Vikas? How dare you attack a hindu guy?” Ayush got so angry.

“Please Ayush, lets talk somewhere else”

“Tell me who are you first?”

“I am Nabeela, Noor’s mother”

Ayush shocks and agrees to her demand also he had a big boner after seeing her. Ayush takes her to the hotel and they settled in.

“Tell me how do you know my name?” Ayush asks.

“I saw all your videos”

“Oh really! Did you like it?”

“Yes”

“Yes??!! And you are ok with your sexy daughter being with a hindu guy?”

“Does it matter? She loves you and hates me, no matter what I say, she wouldn’t listen. So I am happy as long as she is happy”

“You are very open minded for a muslim. So tell me what do you want to talk about?”

“As I said my daughter hates me and I want to be close to her again”

“Its not possible, you abandoned her and let her suffer at the hands of your useless husband. Why did you do that?”

“Ok, I will explain everything” Nabeela starts narrating her story.

“Wait, it looks like you are standing here for long time, did you eat anything?”

Nabeela stands quiet.

Ayush took her to the restaurant and bought her some food. Its almost night, so Ayush convinced her to stay in a hotel room, now Ayush and Nabeela in a hotel room. Ayush sit in the chair and Nabeela sit on the bed and starts narrating her story.

“It all happened when Noor was just a kid, I was working as a teacher in Madrassa. Life was good, my husband was a not a good man but I was doing what I could do to raise my daughter with all my love. On one fateful date, I was returning from madrassa and there was so riots and violence all over the city. I was hoping to walk home without any trouble but few people stopped me and started harassing me, they started tearing up my burkha, I tried to run but I couldn’t. They go so angry and forcefully removed all my dress made me naked.”

Nabeela starts sobbing, Ayush gets up and sit next to her and hold her hands and consoled her, Nabeela leaned on his chest and cried. Ayush wiped her tears.

“Nabeela, why don’t you get comfortable?”

Nabeela didn’t say anything.

“You feel uncomfortable to remove burkha infront of me. Ok, I understand.”

“No, its not like that?”

“then what is?”

Nabeela hesitated for a minute and then she stands and removed her burkha.

After she removes her burkha, Ayush eyes gone wide and Nabeela was shy and speechless.

“You are so beautiful“

Nabeela doesn’t say anything.

“This is something you always wear”

“Not always”

Both of them were silent for a minute and then Nabeela starts to continue her story.

“So I was there naked on the street and I started running but they caught me took me to the car and drove me somewhere else. It was like a old warehouse and there were so many girls like me and the owner of the garage comes, his name was Rajiv (this rajiv was the same guy, noor met here, he took me to the room and raped me continuously for a week, then he let me go.

Then, I come back home but I was so humiliated, everybody in my street saw me naked and they all stopped talking to me, I came back only for Sultana. My husband was so humiliated because of me, he even stopped looking at my face. I wasn’t able to bear that torture and me staying here would also affect my daughter’s future, so I left home without saying anything.

“Where did you go?” Ayush asks.

“To Rajiv, I didn’t know what to do”

“Why did you do that?” Ayush ask.

“Not only me, many girls who were raped like me returned and hindus accepted them so I did the same”

“Its crazy, why people did that?”

“Our community only cares about purity not what we feel or love or like?”

“It is true”

“So, I went to him and beg him to take me back”

“Since you are leaving home, you could have gone anywhere. Why did you go to him? After all the terrible thing he has done.”

“Its not that terrible”

“What do you mean?” Ayush confused and asks.

“Nothing leave it.” Nabeela face turns red in shyness.

“I feel like you don’t trust me, ok, I understand that, you don’t have to tell me anything. All I want is to help you get back to your daughter ok, fine, whatever.”

“No, Ayush, I kinda feel shy to tell you this”

Ayush look at her from top and bottom with extra importance to her navel piercing, “You don’t look like the one who feel shy” he giggled.

Nabeela also giggled and said, “Don’t judge me by what I am wearing, I am still a woman and I too feel shyness, mostly, even though I have done things all kind of shameful things ever”

Ayush got curious, “OH! You made me curious now, tell me everything”

“But you shouldn’t judge me”

“No No, I never judge a horny slutty muslim women”

Nabeela giggled a bit, “How to put it? Uhmm.. eventhough we muslim woman are trying to be modest and truthful to our husbands, we too have certain needs. If you know what I mean?”

“Yes, ofcourse”

“the way muslim men treat us in bed is different than how hindu men treat us”

“Like how? And most importantly who is better?”

“Come on Ayush, don’t act like you don’t know”

Ayush smiles, “OK Ok, you got me. So, you like hindu uncut dicks more”

“Ewww.. Chee.. I didn’t expect you to talk this boldly but..” she pat his shoulder with a smile

“But what? I am right?”

She nodded her head yes while smiling.

“Ok, but you told me that he raped you for a week”

“Yes I did”

“Then?”

“I kinda enjoyed it”

“Enjoyed getting raped?”

“Yes, you know Ayush, this is something we muslim women have in common.”

“How is that? What kind of woman enjoy getting raped?”

“You have to understand something Ayush, for all our lives, muslim men tell us to stay for hindu boys because they are horny and they would rape us and harm us. These words are always repeated everywhere and it was imprinted strongly in our mind, and we are really scared whenever we see a hindu men but after sometimes it would make us curious like would that rape me? How big his dick is? You know things like that. It created a fantasy among all minds and we all have this fantasy”

“Fantasy to get raped?”

“Yes”

“So all muslim woman has this fantasy?”

“Yes, you see its difficult. All woman has this but they won’t admit it because its unnatural and mainly because muslim woman doesn’t even know that, it comes clear and visible only when some incident happens”

“Like you”

“Yes, exactly like me. At first I was scared and angry when I was getting raped but then I started enjoy…..” Nabeela felt so shy and stopped talking.

“Come on, tell me you enjoyed getting raped“

“Umm.. um..”

“Don’t be shy Nabeela, you can talk to me freely I understand everything and you have my support.”

“Yes, I enjoyed it. Are you happy now?“

“Ha ha, yes I am. ok continue now, what happened after you went to Rajiv”

“Obviously I was not the only girl he raped, and all girls returned to him like I did. I begged him to take me luckily I was much better looking than all other girls but all of them are younger than me”

“Ofcourse you are super hot, who would say no to fuck somebody like you”

Both are them are silent for a moment and with a little smile Nabeela continued.

“Any way, I went to his place” and Nabeela continued, “Please rajiv ji, I have nowhere else to go, my own people have abandoned me”

“then why would I care?” Rajiv asked me

“Please give me a chance” I said

While we are talking, one of Rajiv’s assistants came and whispered something in his ear, then he looked at him and shook his head, “Yes”

“Then all the girls except me are loaded in truck and sped away and I haven’t seen any of them afterwards”

“What do you think would have happened?” Ayush asked.

“I have been told they are sold as sex slaves”

“Why did they leave you?”

“Why? You want me to end up as a sex slave?”

“No No Nabila, its not like that, I mean, you are perfect, if you ever become a sex slave, I would buy you even it means I go broke”

“Naughty boy,” Nabeela laughs.

Nabeela continues,

“After that, I was allowed inside Rajiv’s house, it was big house. It was big house, used by him and his men, they also made sure I was no guest, I should cook for all of them and clean the house, to put in easily I was a nothing but a maid they can fuck. Rajiv called me to his room”

“Hey bitch, are you settled?”

I said “Yes”

“Don’t settle soon, just because I keep you here doesn’t mean you are better than girls, there are already many pimps ready to give good money for you, but I still keep you not just for your looks, I think you will be useful in some other way, you have one week, prove that you are worth something or I will sell you like other whores.”

“I am confused after hearing that, I looked at some of the girls, they were young and much hotter than me and he is keeping me for a reason, I should do whatever it takes to save myself from ending up as a sex slave”

“My days were routing, I had to wake up early morning, clean the house and prepare food for Rajiv and thugs, and fuck Rajiv at night. After 3 days, I can see that Rajiv’s desires are reducing and he didn’t even fuck me that night.”

“Did you want him to fuck you?” Ayush asked.

“May be,” she smiles, “So, I decided that, Rajiv wants more than a maid and whore, that moment, I was just it. I need to move up the ladder and earn his trust and make him believe that I am valuable.”

“So what did you do?”

“Next day, I put on some heave makeup, wearing bindi and saree with very low hip and started a converasation.”

“Rajiv ji, thanks for letting me stay here?”

Rajiv looked at her from top to bottom, “you look different today”

“I am in hindu household so I should be sanskari”

“You bitch will be always a bitch, you will never be a sanskari”

Nabeela to Ayush, “After all that time, I learned one thing that hindu likes to hear, what they want to hear, so I started behaving and talking like they would have preferred.”

Nabeela to Rajiv ji, “you are right Rajiv ji, but I am not impersonating or acting, I always wanted to wear bindi and dress like this but its impossible in my society.”

“What are you trying to say?” Rajiv asked.

“Truth is you liberated me, at first, I thought I should be dead but now I am seeing the benefit and liberation which I would get only in hindu household”

“Are you saying that you are happy that you got raped by me?”

“Its more than that Rajiv ji, the first time, I ever experienced orgasm was when you entered me for 1st time, ofcourse I cried and begged because of the way I was brainwashed and raised but I couldn’t say that I didn’t enjoy.”

“so, you like to be my slut?”

“Yes, that’s why I am here”

“Don’t lie to me Whore, you are here because you hubby kicked you out.”

“I am not lying Rajiv ji, yes, my hubby kicked out but I can go anywhere, but why did I come here? I want to be with you, serve you and live for you”

“You want to marry me?”

“I know that wont happen. You are the powerful man and you wouldn’t marry a rapemeat like me but I live for you”

“You live for me? Would you do anything for me?”

“Yes, anything”

“Why should I trust you?”

“because I am not lying, I just want to live at the small corner of your shadow”

“How can I know that you are saying all this so you wont end up in some whorehouse?”

“I am telling everything from my heart. My own people betrayed and abandoned me but you gave me a place and showed me where the power lies, its under the feet of hindus”

“Interesting, so you like me better than your own people?”

“Yes”

“You will do anything for me even its harming your own people”

“Yes”

“I really don’t know what am I gonna do with you bitch”

Nabeela to Ayush, “Rajiv left the home immediately and he came at night with some young hindu guy but he looked like a thug”

“Nabeela, come here” Rajiv called.

“Yes”

“This is surya, one of my nephews. He was in jail because of some muslim imam. He wants to take revenge; this is the time for you to prove that you are useful. I have a job for you.”

“What happened next?” Ayush asks with excitement.

“Don’t rush me, I am not telling you any story”

“you really lived an interesting life. Can I ask you something?”

“Shoot”

“When you told him that you would ready to harm your people, did u tell it for him or you really felt that way?”

“Both!”

“So, you didn’t lie to him”

“There was truth in my lies and lies in my truth”

“Wow, you are just amazing. I just want to kiss your beautiful lips”

“Ha ha, nice try”

“Please please”

“No Ayush”

“Come on, just a kiss, whats harm in it?”

“You are my son-in-law!”

“Come on, do you really believe that I am gonna marry your daughter?”

“you are right but atleast I thought you care about her”

“Come on Nabeela, ofcouse I care about her a lot, but I cant marry her, to be honest, at 1st I want to use her and through her away but she is too cute. I am not a saint and I am not worse as you think, I will not marry her but I will keep her satisfied and happy”

“That’s enough for me”

“Ok, continue the story, what happened next?”

Nabeela continued the story and its from her POV.

The Imam Rajeev mentioned is a very religious person and kind hearted person. He has one cute daughter.

I went to his house and told him that I was raped and I wasn’t allowed back to my house and cried like I was helpless, since he is a good man, he allowed to stay in his house. As he spend most of this days outside house and her daughter is alone most of the time. So, he allowed me to stay in his house to take care of the house and teach his daughter household stuff like cooking and taking care of her.

His daughter Afreen just turned 18 and she was stopped from going to school/college. She is just in home and her dad was looking for good boy for her to marry. Afreen is the sweetest girl and she welcomed a total stranger like me happily. We talk and became close.

I wanted to corrupt her for Rajiv and Nephew Surya. Most of the time we spend time alone. Imam has given me a separate room, Afrin would spend most of her time in my room, eventually she started sleeping in my room.

Weeks passed like this, I always take shower naked and don’t lock the door. One day, while I was in shower, he opened the door and she was shocked, but I was standing casual.

“Tell me Afreen, what happened?”

“Oh… um.. nothing, I come another time”

“Its ok tell me,”

“where is pepper?”

“Its in a jat with red cap”

Afreen couldn’t believe that Nabeela was standing naked and didn’t even try to cover her body. After some time Nabeela comes and asked why is she acting weird and Afreen said, “Nothing, you just shower without wearing anything and you were very casual when I comes”

“Ofcourse I was taking shower why should I wear anything. Tell me now, do you shower clothed?”

“Yes. Dad told me that muslim girls should shower like that”

“Come on, showering is to keep the body clean. It would be hard with dress. Your dad is very strict but here you can be free with me”

“Also, you didn’t even try to cover yourself”

“Why would i? we are both female and you don’t have to shy with me. I understand, you don’t have a mother and that’s why, you are feeling like this. I grew up with my sisters and mother and we change infront each other. I have seen my mother and sisters nude and they have seen me. Its very normal. You can consider me as your mother”

Afreen hugged her in happiness, Afreen’s mother died when she was just a baby so she didn’t know the mother’s love.

They are becoming closer.

One day, Afreen told that she has run out of her pads and she always buy from the shop which was run by the lady but now the shop has been closed permanently.

“Its ok Afreen, we can go and buy”

“Go outside, dad will not like it”

“He doesn’t have to know, also, you cannot ask your dad to buy this”

“But all the shop are men and I am shy, what if they tell the dad, if I go outside”

“We can go to next street and buy there, nobody would know you there”

“but, that’s a hindu street”

“so what?”

Nabeela convinced Afreen and both of them covered in full burkha and went to the hindu street and Nabeela removed her Niqab.

“Why are you showing your face?” Afreen asked.

“I wasn’t used to wearing Niqab, its kinda suffocating for me. You can remove too”

Afreen also removed the niqab and this is the 1st time ever she comes outside while showing her face and they went to medical shop. One young hindu boy in the shop

“I want sanitary pads,” Nabeela says casually but Afreen felt shy, as she was not openly did that kinda thing.

“For you or this girl?” he asked.

“Its for her. Whats the difference?”

“Young girls like her started wearing new will get rashes, that’s why I recommend this brand, for people who are wearing for long time, its not a big difference. I haven’t seen you before, are you from the muslim street?”

“Yes, is that a problem?” Nabeela asked.

“Nothing, you people usually don’t come here, that’s why I asked.”

“Why? You don’t sell it to us?” Nabeela laughed.

“Its not like that. You know what, I will give you this for free since its your first time”

“Thank you so much, you are so generous.”

“You know what? If you need anything, you can just call me, I will bring it to your house. My name is Ashwin”

“That’s wonderful Ashwin, I am Nabeela and its Afreen”

They bought it and returning home but Afreen was quiet and Nabeela asked what happened.

“I am thinking about that hindu boy, he is very nice”

“Its seems, you are surprised”

“Yes, dad said hindu boys are mean?”

“You cannot judge people like this. Most of the hindu boys are nice, once if you get to know them, you will understand.”

Afreen and Nabeela started to going out of house frequently and go to shops and buy things, mostly in hindu street. Sometimes men would flirt with them and Nabeela always flirted back but Afreen couldn’t understand and she though its some kind of normal chit chat.

Nabeela would frequently meet Rajiv in private and would report whatever happening in that house and they plan to take it to the next level. One day, a parcel comes to their house and the delivery person insisted that its for them but they didn’t order any parcel.

Nabeela and Afreen are curious and its full of slutty modern Western dresses and Nabeela convinced Afreen that, it must have sent by mistake and since nobody is coming to claim it, they decided to keep it.

“Afreen, do you want to try that dress?”

“I don’t know”

“Come on, this is your only chance to wear dress like this”

Afreen started wearing the dresses one by one and Nabeela joined her and they both looked slutty. Afreen especially felt very good in those dress but felt sad that she couldn’t do it openly. Nabeela used this opportunity and teach her and brainwash all the bad things and made her to rebel against her father indirectly. Afreen now trusts Nabeela more than anybody and she started believing that her father is against her freedom and she wants to be free.

One day Nabeela pretended like she has a headache and asked Afreen to call the medical shop and get the medicine.

She called Arjun, “Hello, is this Arjun from medical shop?”

“Yes, who is this?”

“Its me Afreen, you gave me your number last time”

“Oh yeah, yes. How can I help you?”

“Nabeela aunty has a headache, can you bring any medicine?”

“Ofcourse coming right away.”

Arjun was on the way, usually, whenever comes to the doorstep, Afreen would always open the door in burkha, I also expected Afreen to change the burkha but she didn’t, she just applied make up and looked herself in the mirror so many times, I was silently watching all of this and it seems like my plan is going in a good way and Afreen is transforming.

Even Arjun is surprised to see Afreen like this.

“Hello Arjun, thanks for coming. Please come in”

“Welcome Afreen, you are beautiful, I thought you would be in burkha, I am kinda surprised”

“Why would I wear burkha when I am at home.”

“Yes, you are right. I honestly didn’t know that imam’s daughter would dress like this”

“Still, we are girls too, so yeah we dress like that”

Both of them have continued chatting and its not actually chatting, both of them are flirting with each other. I stepped in.

“Hi Arjun, thanks for coming, you are literally a life saver”

“Its ok Aunty, you can call me anytime”

I looked at Afreen, “Dear, you said you have never been to cinema before”

“Yes Aunty”

“Arjun, if you don’t mind taking Afreen to cinema, the poor girl never watched any film in theatre before”

“Sure Aunty, I would love to,” Arjun replied.

“Aunty, I want to go too, but what about dad, what if someone sees me”

“Don’t worry Afreen, you can leave the house in burkha, and then you can go to his shop and remove it there and Arjun dear, take her far away to make sure that nobody in this neighbourhood”

Both of them agreed. Afreen was excited to go to theatre that too with a boy. She thought she never experience things like that so she is very happy now.

Next day, Afreen left the house alone and went to this shop and removed the burkha

“OMG Afrin, you are so beautiful” says Arjun.

They get on a car and moved far away and Arjun took to her to some English film in less crowded theatre and Afrin was excited and they sit and the movie started. Afrin couldn’t understand anything going on in the movie but she is enjoying the ambience and Arjun put his hand on her bare thigh. Afrin is shocked but she didn’t say anything. Arjun take it as a cue and starts rubbing her thigh and then he put his hand around her shoulder and started playing with her tits but she didn’t like it and then he suddenly put his hand inside her tops and started playing with her nipples. Afrin couldn’t take it anymore, when she turned to look at him, he was already looking at her and they kissed. Afrin didn’t expect it but she enjoyed the kiss, they kissed for long time, he slowly insert his hand inside her shorts and starts fingering her. Afrin is experiencing new pleasure which she doesn’t know existed. She climaxed so hard.

Afrin returns home and told Nabeela everything.

“Afrin, it seems you are becoming a woman”

“Really? But I felt its wrong”

“if you enjoy, then its not wrong”

“You are correct but I am wrong, if he knows, he will kill me”

“Don’t worry, nothing will happen, I will protect you. When are you gonna meet him next?”

“I don’t know, may be he will want to have sex next time and I am kinda afraid”

“There is nothing to be afraid of, sex is the most beautiful thing”

Next day, Arjun invited to meet him, Afrin went and he take her to his house, he is living alone and he showed his house and take her to the bedroom and the camera was set on the bed.

“Why is camera here?” Afrin asked.

“Its our first time and I want it to be special and I don’t want to forget it”

Afrin being an innocent girl, not thinking much about it. He turned on the camera slowly removed her dress and made her naked and he made her suck his dick and then starts fucking her. Afrin didn’t do anything, he did all the work and it was very pleasurable for her.

Afrin returns home and told everything to Nabeela but Nabeela pretended like its ok and went on to meet Arjun. She thanked Arjun for taking good care of Afrin. Arjun is happy as he thinks Nabeela is very open minded and she demanded the copy of the sex tape. She takes the copy from Arjun and met Rajiv and told him that she completed her task but he said that its not enough and he wants more.

Nabeela returns home and meets Afrin.

“Afrin baby, how are you doing?”

“I am so happy now aunty and my mind is full of Arjun now and I want to marry him?”

“What are you talking Afrin? I know you love him but you are young and beautiful. Don’t settle for the 1st guy you meet”

“What do you mean Aunty?”

“Go out with few guys and choose the best”

“You mean, you want me to meet other boys?”

“Yes baby. I have friend Rajiv, he has a nephew Surya, he is nice handsome boy, you should go out with him”

Nabeela convinced and brainwashed Afrin and she agreed to meet Afrin. Few days later Afrin and Surya met in some park and they flirted and become friends. One day Surya invited Afrin to his house.

“Wow Afrin, you look really beautiful today”

“Thanks”

“Actually I know you father, to be honest, I hate him”

“What? Why?”

“I had a relationship with a muslim girl, we had sex but your father gave a police complaint that I raped her”

“Oh no, that’s bad. Whats the girls name?”

“Sameera”

“What? I heard sameera was kidnapped by a guy and raped for 1 week”

“That all a lie” Surya said but it’s the truth. “I am so angry at your father and hurt him”

“What? So you don’t like me, you wanna hurt me too?”

“What are you saying, you are the sweetest girl there is and I would never hurt you”

“Thanks”

He starts kissing and fucking her. They meet regularly and fucking everyday and Surya introduced her some of his friends and they are all eager and happy to fuck imam’s daughter. Afrin unofficially became a free use slut of hindus. Meanwhile her father is also becoming famous and giving many televised speeches, during one of the speeches he is talking highly of his daughter Afrin about how good Muslima she is, how shy and modest she is, the speech was interrupted by another video of Afrin fucking so many guys. It becomes a big shock to him and he got very angry. Afrin also afraid but Nabeela take Afrin with her and handed her over to Rajiv that she will be safe here. Rajiv and Surya fucked her and used her till they get bored and sold her to the pimp and she becomes a professional prostitutes and there are always men waiting to fuck Imam’s daughter.

And Nabeela earned the trust of Rajiv and completed her story. Ayush was very impressed with Nabeela and take her to Noor house. Noor is 1st angry but he convinced. Mom and Daughter reunited.

Because of the earlier sex video, Noor’s youtube account was blocked. So he created a new channel named Noor’s Mother. The channel became very famous. Noor and Nabeela started making sexy videos and getting lot of views and money. Sometimes they would meet the fans and fuck them for money. They even get a chance to act in some web series and they becomes india’s 1st mother and daughter Pornstar Duo.

The End.