Sin City
Copyright© 2009 by Audrey Haber
Chapter 58
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 58 - A tale about Page 3 lifestyles and relationships set in Bombay, India, in the late Nineties.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic NonConsensual Rape Blackmail Cheating Cuckold Rough Torture Interracial White Male Slow
Madhavi saw Alan sitting at the far end of the Crossroads McDonald's. He was at a window seat, looking out at the evening traffic jammed up all the way to Haji Ali, sipping a Coke. A packet of french fries and a small tub of chilly sauce sat on the table before him, untouched.
"Don't look so gloomy." She took the seat before him. "It isn't the end of the world."
He looked at her so closely, she knew he was searching for evidence of abuse.
"I told you. He didn't raise a finger on me."
He met her eyes. Held them. After a moment, she looked away.
"What do you want me to say, Alan? I was scared. I thought he was going to kill me."
He put the Coke down, pushed it aside. "Madhu, you can't go on living like this."
"I know that. That's why I'm going to leave him. But you have to understand, I need to do this properly. It has to be a clean break, once and for all."
"But you said that three weeks ago, when we first met. How long are you going to stay with this sword hanging over you?"
She smiled at his choice of words. "It isn't that bad, Alan. Yes, he is violent. He's a psychopath. I know that now. But he won't dare harm me."
"You just said you were afraid he was going to kill you. That sounds a lot like harm to me, if you don't mind my saying so." His voice dripped sarcasm.
"That's the whole point. You see, Birju isn't afraid of me leaving him. The thought didn't even occur to him. He thought I was having an affair with you, got over-involved emotionally, and that you talked me into letting you write the story and publish it in your column in Mumbai Times. That's why he over-reacted and threatened to kill me."
"So? What's changed?"
"What's changed is the fact that you didn't publish it." She leaned forward, putting her hand on his. "You should have seen him when he confronted me that first day. He was acting angry, blustering, but actually he was scared as hell."
"Scared?"
"Yes! He can't bear to be publicly exposed. Birju has a very big sense of pride, Alan. He has one of the most famous department stores in the country. He's a major advertiser who takes a lot of interest in his image promotion. He appears in his own television commercials and press ads! He's known, famous, a celebrity. He moves around in the best social circles in the city. It would kill him to be exposed as a rapist and woman-basher."
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