The Fourth Song

Sravya was both tense, excited and horrified. She was tense as she did not know what to expect next. She was horrified that she was actually feeling excited and looking forward to the next song. Why was she feeling like this? The previous song had been exhausting yet she had thoroughly enjoyed it. She didn’t think getting humiliated in front of a huge audience would turn her on so much and that she would actually enjoy it. What was even more ridiculous was that she actually could sing though it all. It was as if she had discovered a new side to her personality. How could a girl who had been brought up traditionally by a family sticking to rigid traditions be turned or by something so mortifying? Had she been a Devadasi in her previous life? Or a Veshya? Because that seemed to be the only explanation for what she felt at that moment. She was waiting impatiently for the announcement when she heard her name.

“…… Sings-While She Gets Eaten-Sravya !!!!!” the host was shouting as she entered the stage dressed in a tight T-shirt and a Short Micro skirt, dressed like a professional sex worker. The crowd was beside themselves shouting themselves hoarse in approval.

“….Sravya, you will stand and sing while three men will take turns stripping you and then sucking your boobs and eating your pussy. You will have to keep singing, even if means repeating the previous songs, got it? “

“Wow ! What a challenge !” Sravya blurted out loud, surprising herself. She no longer cared what others thought about her. She just wanted to live this moment, even if that meant she would not see the sun the next morning. The crowd now seemed to be thrilled to see a traditionally dressed girl, who had been crying and feeling ashamed of herself, turn into a real slut.

“Tooneega, tooneega !” she started singing a popular number as three well built men walked towards her. Her excitement could be heard in her song as the man standing to her right lifted her top exposing her tight breasts and stiff nipples making the audience have instant erections. The third man sitting in front of her pulled down her skirt and the shiver of anticipation could be heard in her voice and song, causing the audience to be even more horny. Every man sitting in the first few rows had already taken out their members and were furious jerking off; some were already shooting on the stage in a weird fashion; it was all so surreal – yet Sravya was unfazed. She kept singing, moaning as the two men kept sucking her breasts.

“hhhhhaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHHHH” she moaned as she jerked in shock feeling the sweet sensation of getting her clitoris sucked. She involuntarily gripped the hair of the man on her left, as the man below started sucking more on her clit, taking her to heaven. She stopped singing, losing herself in the sensation, sinking deep into the heavenly feeling between her legs.

“NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!” she moaned out in protest as she suddenly felt the heaven snatched away from her. “PLEEEEAAAASEEEEE!” she gasped out as she desperately wanted to reach that climax that had been taken away so annoyingly. The audience burst into a sky splitting roar of applause.

“Then you need to keep singing SLUT !” the host said in a husky voice, teasing her. Sravya immediately started one of the popular item songs, with a voice that was so full of desire that the audience was just speechless for a moment at the sheer talent this woman possessed. She jerked again at the heavenly sensation between her legs, but did not stop. Her moans as her breasts were sucked or bitten, the jerks when her nipples were tweaked or when she couldn’t stop a wave of sweetness as her pussy was getting eaten, were making the audience go wild and crazy. Many of them had already cum and were getting hard again. The whole scene could be mistaken for a juvenile male masturbation practice session. It continued till Sravya legs started shaking and she fell, unable to stand anymore, finally stopping as she lay on the stage panting with her legs spread wide open.

This had been the greatest bliss Sravya had ever felt. She was shocked that she had done this. She had not been a virgin; her first love making session had been with her ex boy friend who had a moderate size thingy. He had cum in 10 minutes and she had thought he had been good. But she realized that it had been nothing compared to this. She also realized that she could now never be happy with a marriage; she needed to have more than one piece of heaven in her. She would never be satisfied with one man. She would remain a slut craving for an experience like this for the rest of her life. She closed her eyes, resting, as she lay on the stage waiting for the next song. She was not sure she could another song. She just wanted to sleep.

She woke up after what seemed hours to find bright light in her room. It was day. She glanced at her watch to find that it was 7 am.

“Hi, sexy singing slut Sravya!” the host greeted her. “Had a nice sleep?”

“Yes.” Why didn’t she feel outraged at being called names? Had she really got used to it so much or was she so sluttish in nature? She was surprised at her lack of emotion at what had happened the previous night. Was she really so bad? Such a whore? She simply followed the host to a room where he told her to refresh herself. She entered the bathroom testing the taps. She filled the bucket with lukewarm water pouring the first mug full of water over her hair sitting on the four legged wooden stool placed there. She hummed a tune as she applied shampoo to her long, knee length hair. She was proud of her hair. The kind of envious looks from other girls as she walked with her artistically braided hair reaching below her buttocks gave her goose bumps. She had heard men talk of her long hair and how they would hold her hair and ride her like a horse. She had dismissed those comments as nonsense but today they seemed to give a new meaning and a tingling sensation between her legs. She blushed as she realized she was getting horny from those thoughts. She looked at her small, perk, 32b breasts. She had caught many of her colleagues and male friends looking at her from the side whenever she wore a saree. Her ex boy friend had even said that the boys loved to see her wear a saree as the side view it offered of her left breast wise mouth watering and dick raising. Those had been his exact words. She smiled as she deliberately rubbed her breasts running her fingers over her nipples as she applied soap to herself. As she bathed she thought of the wonderful albeit degrading, perverse display of her body and an equally perverse songs that she had actually sung. She was surprised that she had been turned on by her depravity instead of being mortified. She was looking forward to the fifth song as she realised she had found her vocation. She was born to entertain though this entertainment was wild – wilder than anyone would even realize. Her family might disown her but as long as she got paid in millions and billions apart from from getting her pussy satisfied, did it really matter?

“Five minutes!” she called as she poured water over herself. She quickly dried herself and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She found the host with a saree. He was sitting in the chair making no attempt to go out. Obviously, he expected her to get dressed in front of him. She smiled teasingly as dropped the towel and walked naked towards him. She chuckled when she saw him gulp and try to control himself. She was now sure that he had an erection and she was curious to see how big he was.

He moaned as she pulled the zipper of his trousers pulling it down. She pulled down his boxers to find a stiff 8” rod perfectly perpendicular. Her eyes flew wide at the scope of this instrument of god in creating a heaven between her legs. She bent to take it in her mouth rolling her tongue sensuously over the tip drawing a larger moan from him. He caught her hair and thrust her down his shaft almost choking her as he pistoned her up and down. He suddenly turned her over bending her into a doggy position, thrusting into her roughly. He held her wet hair in his hands riding her. “YESSS!!!” thought Sravya as her dream was suddenly coming true. She humped and moaned in perfect sync with his wild strokes. This is heaven she thought as she lost herself in the pleasure, enjoying every bit of it till he came in her filling her with his seed. She protested as he pulled out wanting more. He laughed as he cleaned himself and got dressed.

“Don’t worry slut. You will have plenty of cocks to please today. Get dressed.” He said before leaving the room. Sravya slowly got dressed and came out looking gorgeous in an yellow saree and a reddish pink blouse. She had not been given any bra or panty. Yet she turned eyes wherever she went.

“Don’t worry slut. You will have plenty of cocks to please today. Get dressed.” He said before leaving the room. Sravya slowly got dressed and came out looking gorgeous in an yellow saree and a reddish pink blouse. She had not been given any bra or panty. Yet she turned eyes wherever she went. People stared at her making her smile in pride at her beauty and the effect it was having on the men. she ignored the stares trying to find a place to eat. Didn’t they have any mess or a canteen or a dining hall or something where people could eat? Her stomach was growling with hunger. She was ready to eat a dinosaur. She was that hungry.

As she didn’t seem to find what she wanted, she decided to ask for directions. She was about to open her mouth when the host came to her, caught hold of her hand and started dragging her away.

“Hey!” Sravya tried to protest. “Where are you taking me? You could have just asked. There was no need to be so rough.” The host did not respond as he dragged her to a room full of people – well men obviously – there were no women except herself.

Sravya wanted to laugh but she didn’t for fear the men might be offended. Besides she had no idea what the host had in store for her. The host crossed the room full of men and entered another room confusing Sravya. Where was he taking her? She thought as she struggled to keep pace with him. He passed several rooms while he took her into what was obviously a dining hall. “You have to serve them.” He said. “Naked.” He added.