****** Bad Girl's Education by Mohan Suthan ******
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Bad Girl's Education


Let me tell you what happened to Sujatha, the girlfriend of a friend of
mine, for not being a good girl.

Sujatha is a 23 year-old dark-skinned girl whom Arun met through a friend of
mine. The latter introduced us to each other and everything seemed to get on
well. Some time later Arun had to leave the village for postgraduate studies in
town and Sujatha promised that she would wait for him to come back once
graduated and possibly to propose her. Her mother, Rani, as Sujatha's father
was dead and they hardly made a living, was very happy with this relationship
since it stood for stable perspective with an upright man.

As convened, Sujatha and Arun took on corresponding regularly by mail. However,
the flow of letters became even more unbalanced over time. Indeed, it seemed
like Sujatha had less time to correspond, what was obvious because of the
everyday burden of work. Her mother missed out on no occasion to uphold her
daughter's motivation. Full of confidence, Arun then decided to be lenient to
Sujatha and to please her as much as possible with gifts and good thoughts.

Time had come to go back home with the so-much desired degree. Once at home,
Arun decided to visit Sujatha and her mother. At that moment, it was like
things had slightly changed for Sujatha while her mother bubbled over with joy.
They would finally be able to see light at the end of the tunnel with marriage
in sight. Under her mother's pressure, Sujatha kept her composure and pretended
to be so cheerful and full of love as she had used to be. But private meetings
stood for ordeals for the uncertain girl and it took Arun little time to
understand what was fishy about all this. Sujatha was no longer sure as to her
feelings to her official boyfriend and would tend to replace him with another
boy she had met at work. She more or less overtly reproached Arun of not
helping her tackle everyday life issues and not soothing her of toil and soil.
Definitely, Sujatha felt resentful to Arun and, rightly or wrongly, nothing
could be done to help.

Gradually, Arun made up his mind and attempted to have the better of the
situation by considering other opportunities. In short, interviews with Sujatha
had uncovered her having sex with her workplace lover together with unjustified
yet insuperable hatred. That was her mother who did not understand what had
gone wrong. She decided to stand for her daughter by paying even more attention
to Arun lest he should break up the relationship and go away. And while Arun
and Sujatha were both at home she asked for an explanation. At that moment
Sujatha's destiny changed radically. Arun blurted out his feelings in a fast
and rambling speech. Her mother turned towards Sujatha and became red with
anger. "It is not the way you were raised, you bad girl!" she said. "You are
supposed to be a decent girl and decent girls would never stand up against
their mothers' will in that way. What did you mean to say when telling Arun
that you may be with him because of your mother's recommendations but that in
the end you will never give in and never love him?" she added. "How can you
dare say such things, behave badly with so good a boy as Arun and spitting at
all he gave you. You are a BAD girl and let me tell you that you will learn a
lesson from us! It is now clear that your past education has not been efficient
enough and that you need to know what it means to be a good and obedient girl,"
Sujatha's mother concluded. From that moment onwards Sujatha underwent many
challenges that she had never ever thought of before.

Furthermore, Rani demanded that she should be at their service day and night.
First of all, she had to take off her bras and underwear. They then stripped
her naked and had her lie down on the ground. "Look at this bush-like pussy,
Arun! My daughter does not even know that decent Indian girls must shave their
pussies. That is what we shall do!" the mother said.

"Get me my razor and shaving soap!" Sujatha shivered with fright. It was the
first time everybody would be allowed to see her juicy and brown slit. Five
minutes later, she was shaved smooth. "Now, it is better. Do repeat after me:
"I am a bad girl and I need punishing. I am yours and do what I am told to
please my mother and my future husband," the mother shouted at Sujatha and the
latter repeated the sacred words in tears. "I want to fuck her, Mama," Arun
declared when looking at Sujatha's pussy and his long and stiff dick.

"Please do Arun. She must be used to this, mustn't you Sujatha, dirty whore?"

No sooner said than done. Arun lay down on Sujatha and asked for help from her
mother to keep her daughter quiet. Sujatha cried but nothing could make Arun
retrace his steps. He was inside her and was deeply intent on filling her up
with semen after several strokes, that he did. Sujatha's pussy was damp with
Arun's sperm and her own bitter juice. Once up, she could feel the liquid mix
dripping down along her legs.

"You really are dirty Sujatha. But this state of yours reflects your status.
You are not supposed to clean up. On the contrary, the dirtier the better. Now,
come to me and look at my pussy, Sujatha. You made me feel hot and I can smell
my 50-year-old pussy from a distance. See what you can do for your Mama, Indian
girl!" And Sujatha moved towards her Mama upon request, squatted down, pulled
up her mother's saree and began searching between her legs. Shy as she may be,
she hardly touched her mother's genital organ. But the latter's demand for
doing so obliged her to pull herself together. She then stretched out her
tongue and started licking all the sticky body fluid.

It was smelly and bitter. Once her duty honoured, Sujatha felt relieved and
confirmed completion. "You are clean now Mama. I did all you said."

"Good girl" the mother replied and added, "Arun, you will stay with us for
dinner, won't you? Sujatha is cooking!"

"I shall be pleased," Arun responded with kinky eyes.

At dinner, everybody was cheerful. The meal was good.

"Sujatha, my love, please help yourself again with vegetables," Rani said.

"Thank you, Mama, but I am full."

"Don't be silly, you must strengthen. Eat more! Its is good for your health.
You cannot get fat with mere vegetables. Anyway, you know that Indian boys like
round-shaped girls. They correspond to their kinky thoughts on breasts and
ass."

"Maybe you are right." And at this, she gulped spoonfuls of mixed vegetables
out of her plate. Halfway through the helping, Sujatha gave in. It was now too
much for her.

After dinner, Sujatha was stripped naked. Only jewelry was left, that is ear-
rings, a nose-ring, interlaced bracelets, anklets and a belly chain.
Definitely, she looked terrific and started to dance in the Indian fashion to
the music. The smell of juice in between her legs spread out in a tinkling
swirl of her body

"Can you see my daughter, Arun? She is a good cook and a good entertainer too!
It would be most unfortunate of you to miss out on such an opportunity, not to
mention the very little dowry that we had convened before you left," said
Sujatha's mother to do fully her job of intermediation. Arun's nostrils
received the full blast of Sujatha's foul smell. His cock went up and got hard
as rock. He felt completely beside himself with desire and got up.

"Mama, I cannot refrain myself. I need to offload my cum into your daughter."

"It is for your own pleasure my son-in-law."

Sujatha stepped backward but her mother frowning at her attitude stopped her.
Arun took her in his arms and turned her round so that he may see her ass. She
was forced on all fours. Her mama drew nearer to ensure everything would be all
right. All of a sudden, Arun started to examine the girl's asshole with his
fingers. Sujatha did not take it that way and tried to escape rapidly. But her
mother grasped her hair and pulled it forcefully. Sujatha cried with pain.

"Where the hell do you think you are Sujatha? Why do you react this way? You
should be glad that Arun wants your body. After all he could be right in
dropping you in the gutter you live, you disgusting girl!" Rani shouted and
spat at Sujatha's face. "Come and spit at this gutter girl with me, Arun!" She
added. And Arun took a deep breath. He spat out to his heart's content out of
contempt. Sujatha felt dirty and calmed down.

"Now fill her buttocks up to the brim, Arun. It is her maiden experience up the
ass and she needs to practise every way," Rani demanded. Arun spat on Sujatha's
ass cheeks and began to massage her with his saliva.

A few minutes later, he thrust his long dick into Sujatha. She yelled with pain
but could not move under her mother's restraint. Now the lubricated valve was
in motion... back and forth several times... aiming at filing her hole until it
was wide and loose. Indeed, it went even wider and looser. In between strokes,
Sujatha could not help farting in an ill-mannered way. Arun was now deep inside
his slave girl. He was scrubbing her again and again clean. Sujatha's hole was
large and sticky with semen mixed with her own shit. And then, Arun groaned
with energy as a warning signal before shooting out his fluid into Sujatha.

"Is it fine, Arun?" Rani asked.

"Yes it is Mama. Sujatha has got the widest asshole ever known. You may see
inside her body," replied Arun.

"Oh! in my opinion, she will need much more than a one dick-size drill to be of
your taste. Do not forget that she is yours and that you can do as you please.
Being her Mama, I guarantee her full agreement and submission as a decent and
devoted Indian village girl," added Rani. "Get me this big marrow vegetable. We
shall work out its way up my daughter's ass to the size of your expectations."
Upon request, Arun fetched a huge marrow and passed it to Mama.

"Hold her tight! I am in charge of my daughter education," Rani said. Once this
formality was over, Rani took on introducing gradually the marrow up her
daughter's back hole."

Pain was unbearable to Sujatha. She could not stand in this way any longer. She
begged their pardon. But both remained silent and deemed it necessary to
educate Sujatha into a willing girl. The hole was huge. They could not only see
inside but also put a whole hand into her body. That is what Rani did. She
practised her special medical examination on her daughter... Little by little,
up her bowels.

"I can feel your sperm up her intestine. It is very sticky in here. Lot of soft
shit, I presume. Let me turn right. Can you feel me Sujatha?" Rani said.

"Yes I can, Mama. You are deep in my body. I can feel your hand working out its
way." Sujatha cried. "I need to shit, Mama. Please let me shit. Stop it!" she
added.

"Would you shit at your mother, dirty sow! I cannot believe such things. Mind
you do not do so. Otherwise, you may be rewarded as such," yelled Rani.

"I cannot hold on any longer... Ah! Ah! It is getting out, Mama." warned
Sujatha while getting up with her Mama's arm deep up her bowels. Her soft shit
burst out from her ass and splashed along her legs and Rani's arm. The deep
smell of her excrement exhaled in the room. Sujatha felt embarrassed but Arun
approved of her mother's educational method.

"Remember what I taught you when you were a child. As a girl, you are to look
after the household and to clean up mess. You will do so then," said Rani about
her daughter's relief. "Come and lick my arm clean, you piece of garbage,"
ordered the mother. Sujatha was taken aback. She was really at a loss how to
respond to such an unthinkable command. She glanced at her mother sideways but
the latter reiterated the order. She was uncompromising as to her daughter's
washing up her own mess. That was the way she thought an Indian village-girl
should be to be properly up to a good marriage.

"Mama, I cannot do this. It is too dirty," implored Sujatha in last resort.

"You can do what you are told when it comes to looking after your husband and
your family even though it seems impossible. You must overcome the
difficulties!" explained her mother. Sujatha drew closer to her mother and
started licking the shit off her relentless Rani. She found her brown stuff
sticky, hot and bitter; in short, disgusting. She did not know what was best to
do with her mouthful of filth: to swallow it down or to let it drop from her
mouth. Forced under the circumstances, she finally did both. Her saliva made
the soft shit even more liquid and she had no other choice than drink it little
by little while some was leaking from her loose lips. She was drowned in shit.

"Mind what you are doing, Sujatha. Aren't you any good at anything? Now you
have shit all over your belly and who is in charge of the cleaning? Carry on
licking your shit off my arm. I is not finished yet?" Rani asked. Sujatha
concentrated on the disgusting duty imposed by her mother. Arun felt satisfied
with this training. He could not imagine having so cheeky and ill-mannered a
wife as Sujatha was before. Finally, it served her right. She only got a taste
of her own medicine. Sujatha slurped the whole shit down less what was still
stuck on her body and especially in between her legs.

"Mama, I am not fine. I feel sick with all the shit I ate," declared Sujatha.

"Do what you may deem necessary but remember that you have to clean up the
mess," repeated Rani.

"I need to take a piss, Sujatha. As a devoted wife, you will do me the favour
of being my chamberpot. I should be curious to see your attitude at this," said
Arun.

"That is a very good idea my son! I, too, need to take a piss and I don't think
our beloved Sujatha would mind offering her body to us for our own comfort,"
cried Rani. To this, both grasped Sujatha's filthy body and posted themselves
at one end each. Her mother opened up Sujatha's shitty mouth and began
relieving her bladder into it while Arun was cheerfully pissing into the
daughter's ass. As a result of Rani's experiment, Arun did not find it
difficult to stuff the daughter to the brim.

"Can you feel the stream of my piss in your bowels, Sujatha?" asked Arun. Her
mouth being filled up with warm and salty piss to her lips, the girl replied in
no other way than an inaudible moaning.

"Sure, she likes piss, our private chamberpot. She gets accustomed to being
helpful as and where needed. She may be up to the situation," declared Rani
cheerfully.

After this forced round of queer drink, Sujatha felt really sick. Her face
changed shape with convulsion, flashing eyes and a stale smell in the mouth;
the forerunner symptoms of nausea. She was to throw up presently.

"Mama, I am not fine, Mama. I feel like I am throwing up" said Sujatha with
haste before feeling the first inevitable convulsions of her stomach. At once,
her mother took the nearest recipient for her daughter to spit out the dirt in
clean conditions. Sujatha threw up immediately afterwards. Among the mixed
vegetables that remained on her plate, which had been fetched by Rani, floated
a significant quantity of Sujatha's shit and chewed dinner; all of which
drowned in the mother's piss that Sujatha had greedily drunk through. The mess
was now on her plate. The girl was overthrown once again by the ordeal. Rani
and Arun were looking at her with a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Good girl, it is not surprising that you should be sick since it is your very
first time. You will get accustomed to such a treatment within a few weeks and
I am sure you will be a perfect wife for Arun" acknowledged Rani.
Unconsciously, Sujatha accepted the compliment with pride. We could read
satisfaction on her face.

"Sujatha, my love, you have not finished your vegetables yet. You must be very
hungry after all this. Arun, please pass her a spoon!" said Rani to Sujatha,
who could decipher outright command in the tone of her mother's voice. She
stopped a minute to take a deep breath before undertaking this disgusting
enterprise.

"Hurry up, my girl!" exclaimed the mother as to encourage her daughter. And the
smelly brown-skinned girl covered with shit, dry sperm and indescribable
multicolour stains of vomit resorted to eat her vomit, shit and piss flavoured
vegetables.

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