Chapter 3

Manju stands naked in the center of the apartment, the heavy septum ring pulling her big nose downward under Sangeeta’s finger. The intern clips the nose hooks into the ring and yanks them back hard, stretching Manju’s nostrils into wide, exposed holes that flare with every breath. The thick fair-skinned lawyer’s mouth hangs open, red lips parted, while the leather strap locks the hooks behind her head.

Sangeeta steps back to admire her. Manju’s 38DD breasts rise and fall heavily, nipples already stiff. Her round ass curves out behind her thick thighs, and her dark eyes stay lowered in submission. Even at forty-six, the lawyer’s body stays tight from daily treadmill runs and yoga, her metabolism keeping her skin smooth and her waist narrow. Sangeeta, the young intern who has watched Manju in court for months, feels her own pussy throb at the sight. She has always been a fan of the older woman’s sharp mind and commanding presence; now she owns every inch of that body.

“On your knees, whore,” Sangeeta orders.

Manju drops. The intern grabs two fistfuls of long thick hair and slams the lawyer’s face into her shaved pussy. Manju’s tongue drives deep, licking and sucking with desperate hunger while Sangeeta grinds her clit against the stretched nose holes. Every time Manju tries to pull back for air, Sangeeta tugs the septum ring harder, keeping the wide nostrils pressed tight against her wet folds until her thighs shake and she floods Manju’s tongue with cum.