Chapter 12: The Photoshoot Prep

As soon as she stepped out she saw Rajesh’s hand coming towards her. It landed in her cleavage.

She was in too much of a shock to say anything. His hand started immediately caressing her breasts. She didn’t know what to do. She was too scared to be there. She thought of screaming.

She felt wet. It felt cold. She then saw the other hand. He is holding an oil of some kind. She realized he was oiling her.

“She is done! Make up!”, Rajesh shouted looking back.

She realized that was part of the make up. It brought a tiny bit of relief. If he had tried to grope her she would be powerless to stop it. It was a little bit of relief that he was using oiling her as an excuse to grope her.

She felt her nipples harden. She tried to hide her excitement and her hunger behind her slightly reluctant face. But asking him to stop was out of the question.

Rajesh squeezed in more of the oil in his hand.

“I can apply that myself...”, she said as two other guys reached. They had make up boxes, brushes, sprays and some other things.

“You can’t. We have to make good contours...”, Rajesh replied.

“But...”, she tried to say.

“Please stop talking ... and close your eyes”, one of the makeup guys said as he grabbed her face and started applying some kind of lotion on it.

The other guy started pouring oil on her arms and then started rubbing it in while Rajesh focused on cleavage. His fingers were sometimes going inside her top and brushing her naked nipples.

She just remained still. She didn’t know what she could do. It was so overwhelming. She could barely think. Her heart was pounding. She was scared, frightened and more aroused than ever. Her heart was beating through her chest. She could feel heat in her ears.

She just begged her nipples to not harden and her not to get wet. She knew she was losing both. She just hoped her husband is not watching this.

After Rajesh was done with cleavage he poured oil on her left thigh. He started rubbing it in. He started from the knee and slowly went up.

She thanked God, she was being held by three men, otherwise, she was sure she would have fainted as she felt Rajesh’s hands going up towards her mound. It was so near her, that she felt he could feel her heat from her pussy. The hands still went up. Those had started rubbing the exposed parts of her butt and and groin. She was grinding her teeth and trying her best to think of something else, something to take her mind off of those hands. But her brain was not allowing her. It focused everything on the hands. They started sometimes going inside the panty. Every time they went in, she felt a current run through her.

When he was done with one thigh he moved on to the next and started from the knee. Meanwhile the other guy had finished the hands and had started doing the back. By the time Rajesh had moved up to her groin, the other guy had moved to the stomach.

Her pussy was being teased from both ends. From the top, the other guys hand went up to her pubic mound and in the bottom and Rajesh hands were groping her groin and butt.

She didn’t know how she was managing to keep standing. The thoughts of her grabbing Rajesh’s hand and just pulling it into her throbbing pussy were overwhelming her.

“It will soon be over ... hang on!”, she kept telling herself.

Be the perfect wife.

“You can open your eyes now”, she heard the makeup guy say and reflexively she opened them and knew made a terrible mistake.

It was like someone stabbed her with a sword made of fear and intense mind breaking arousal.

Both Rajesh and the other guy were looking at her hungrily, with perversion and lust filling their face thick as tar. They were looking at her in devilish glee that made it clear that they were devouring her.

And it was over.