Not I'm Taking Him
Forced

At half-five Gita finished her work. She and Jenny finish the materials for the meeting tomorrow. Because jenny is tomorrow for the first time leading the meeting as her division boss.

"Gita's. How come you don't want to be deputy secretary?. Your career can go up quickly". Jenny asked as they folded the file they were working on earlier.

"Not yet sangub just worked in that part. Also, I still want to work scheduled.

If I were a secretary, I would be busy. When do I find my priest's intercessor". Said reasoned.

"Ooo so. That's right your thinking too. Move on immediately. Those who have gone will not come back.

Moreover, the widow is not tasty Gita. Go home late in gosipin find prey, go hang out in say sell looks. Being close to a man is said to be an actor.

Dizziness". Oceh Jenny's.

"Eh but gita. If you are secretary, vice-director. You can drag him to your priest.

That is if he is not married.. He.he..". Jenny said nosy.

"sorry. Not my type.

Not married yet anyway. Having that department". My speech.

Because I'm sure, Dika must be married. Although he was only twenty-seven years old.

I know her age, because I'm the same high school and college.

"It looks like he's not married yet, Gita. Still cute so. Still jerked too times he". Jenny babbles.

"Not interested in me". My answer.

Pejaka?!. I know that she had a husband and wife relationship in college. I'm the pergoki.

"If you're interested, just make it for you". Nosy proposal on Jenny.

"Bright. Two boys at home in the campanakan?. Where are my boy's fathers?". Jenny.

Jenny is married and has two children. But he's like his teenage chatter. Warm to tell stories.

He is also older than me by five years. But he didn't want to be called brother. I don't know if I'm already my boss. Ask to call mom.

"Yuk's home". Bring along.

"Good!". I said who finished packing the file. And get ready to go home.

It's already half an hour late, because I prepared the file with jenny and packed her things to move in tomorrow for her new work space. The finance division boss room.

At base ment we split up. Because Jenny's headed for her car. And I also headed to my car. parked our car a block away. I'm in f and jenny's in b.

Suddenly, someone entered his car. I'm mutinous. Trying to fight back, took out my karate skills that I learned during school.

And. I lost, because my hand was twisted backwards.

"Don't fight the Gita. You can't beat me!". Her speech.

I know it was Dika's voice. My ex-boyfriend from second grade high school to mid-college. I'm also senior in karate class.

"Deliver!". My speech.

"We need to talk!". He said pulling my hand into his car.

"Don't run. I can be rude if you act!". Threaten her.

When finished installing seatbelt. And shut the car door. He entered the steering door.

Then turn on the car. Carry the car out of the baseman.

"My car". My speech.

"Let my men take us where we talk". He said without seeing me.

"Where's your car key". He added to his left hand. His right hand is driving.

"Quickly. If you want to go home quickly". Said cold.

I gave him my car keys.

At the first red light, he stopped. And gave my car keys to someone standing on the side of the road.

I wanted to protest, but I remember what he said. Will drive to the place to talk later.

About fifteen minutes, the car entered the grounds of a mosque.

And he pulled me down. Towards a small luxury house next to the mosque. I don't know whose house it is.

then enter a room on the back side. Room like a boy's room.

"Sit down!". His order. I told him to sit on the side of the bed.

I was a little scared because I saw Dika's angry face. And fear of rape.

Because when I asked to break up with him first. I was almost raped by Dika. I don't want to be told off by him.

Flashbacks.

"When!!". My yelling.

At that time we had a new student social service event in a village, for three days.

And we were put in some empty houses. Men and women are separated from their homes.

I had a stomachache that afternoon, went to the house where my headquarters and the women's residence.

"Cha, I'm going to headquarters for a second. My stomach mules!".my word to my juniors.

who was cleaning the village hall yard. And many other students on the road ahead of the village hall.

"To the toilet of the village hall only sis". His proposal.

"So it's been there. Apparently queuing. I can't stand it anymore". My speech.

Whereas our headquarters house is at the end of the road, across the street which runs in front of the village hall. About three minutes of walking.

"Ok brother. Be careful!". Her speech.

I'm on my way to the women's headquarters. When we get to headquarters. The door is not tightly closed. Though all students are in the village hall for filial work.

But..

The sound of people speaking slowly with a dull breath and a strange sound.

I ignored my stomach. Check out the back room which is only covered with curtains.

And..

"Quick bang. I can't stand it anymore. Ah.. Ah... Uh...". Erang woman who is occupied by a man.

It was clear the man's shiny missile was moving in and out between the woman's thighs straddling wide.

How not. the position of the core of the woman's body directly facing the entrance of the room. And the man's ass turned toward the door.

What a disgusting sight.look shiny body sweaty, with the body part fused wet by...

'Who are they?. How dare they pervert here'. Thought

"A little more, baby. Almost there. Ah.. Favors dear. pinch keep dear. Uh...". Racau the man.

'Sounds like....

"Honey.. I got to sshhh...

"When!!!!". Loud shout.

Making a pair of human-shaped beasts unleash their union.

Seen a torrential semen sprayed from the weapon that was drowned delicately between the two thighs of the woman. Maybe they were having orgasms together.

"Gita?!!".

Dika and Kaget...

Hanuman.. My junior. A very nice woman among her friends.

"I... I'm..".

Dika frantically approached me with her innocent body.

"Don't come any closer!". My speech.

"Don't be your pompous brother. Surely you were**** seeing us who are sharing warmth". Speak approaching.

And tug my instant hijab to shreds. Then push my body that was almost fell on the mattress to the back.

"Darling... Enjoy her too, dear. Must be a virgin!". Her words pulled my blouse to shreds. Appearing my stomach.

Then I put both my hands on my head.

"Quick!". His shouting. "Open pants. Let him enjoy what he saw".

Trying to tear my chest shirt off. Until only my bra was left behind.

And... With her asshole approaching. Squeezing my plastered tits. Forced open my bra to tear.

I tried to scream. But my mouth first in the chopsticks ripped my blouse by Hanum.

Until I felt Dika's mouth and hands playing on my chest.

I'm disgusted. Nausea. Remembering, surely the mouth and hand had just touched Hanum's body.

"That under enjoy Dika". Hanum's orders.

I could only shed tears while screaming with restraint because my mouth was blocked. When Dika opened the core cover of my body. And forcefully widened my thigh, burying his head in front of my core.

I can feel her lips clamping down on something I'm keeping. For my husband one day.

Till...

Croottts...

I who had stomach pain even pulled on top of Hanum's bed. When my lips twitch my core.

Dika stood straight away. With that mouth...

Until I got out of forced rape. Although my sensitive body parts are already in Dika's mouth.

And that afternoon I went straight home, with the guidance counselor's permission. Because I'm sick.

Flashback.

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