MIS Part 1

Mistress - A Tainted Identity Part 1

Her POV

"Get out... your work is done for today." he ordered in his cold tone wrapping towel around his perfectly built naked body. He had a body like hulk which he used to destroy me daily.

He went inside bathroom without giving a single glance after satisfying his manly need with my tainted body. I stood up from bed with difficulty wrapping a blanket around my naked body.  My body was paining like hell but I couldn't complaint about that as it was my duty. Duty to satisfy him.

I bend down towards floor to take my clothes which was laying lazily on floor with his expensive and branded clothes.

Today he took another piece of my soul which was dying after every moment.

I put my clothes on my body and did my work which I had to do after satisfying him.

I put his clothes in laundry basket and made a perfect bed with a new bedsheet like he instructed me when this all mess started.

I stared at ruined bedsheet which was in my hand and my eyes became moist.

"Why are you still here??? Do you want me to fuck you again you desperate whore" his cold voice startled me.

I shook my head in no and stood there looking at floor with my teary eyes which was ready to spill my tears.

"Then get lost you bitch" he shouted on me and I started shivering very badly but did what he said to me. I came out from destruction room, yes, his room was destruction room for me where he destroyed me completely. I came in my room which was different side of hallway.

Coming into my room, I locked the door and did what I was doing for the last 2 years, 1 month and 5 days. I went to the bathroom and took off all my clothes one by one and stood in front of the mirror completely naked without any piece of cloth.

I saw a broken girl in the mirror who was alive by body but her soul was dying with every moment and will probably die completely in some time.

I had proof of my tainted identity all over my body telling me my identity which I hated as I did to myself.

His biting marks, fingerprints and scratches on my neck, jaws, collarbone, chest, breast. They were everywhere on my body.

What sin did I do that I got this punishment???? I had never even met him before that fateful day, then why he was doing this to me???

I knew that I had chosen this identity for myself but my will was not involved in it but a daughter was compelled to save her father.

Hey sorry I didn't introduce myself. Extremely sorry please accept my apology.

Ok let me introduce myself I am Anishta Sharma. my name mean pure and one who brought hope but what irony of my life I was very far away from those two meaning. He made me impure and I lost my hope than how I will bring hope for other when I was hopeless.

I was 20 years, 1 month, 5 days old girl.

I could only say one word about me that I was beautiful. I was in final year of graduation but this was not my identity because he snatched my simple and pure identity from me and gave me my new tainted identity.

My tainted identity that I am a Mistress of a heartless, cruel, ruthless, merciless mafia king and business tycoon Mr. Tapish Raichand.

Satan in human body

He hated me, I hated him.

I didn't know why he was doing this to me but I knew for sure that he hated me that much that he will not think twice before killing me.

Tears stated flowing from my eyes.

I dragged my butchered body under the shower and as the water fell on me, I started rubbing my body to wipe off his disgusting touch knowing that he will make me dirty again.

I didn't know how long I had been under the shower but when I started shivering then I came out of the shower and walked to the walk-in closet wrapping my body in a towel.

I wore simple pyjama t-shirt and as soon as I was about to leave, my eyes fell on a white bottle lying in the corner, which filled my eyes with tears knowing what was in it.

I took it with trembling hands and came out of the closet. I sat on the bed while a tear slipped down from my eyes.

The pills in this bottle mocked me what I was.

A bloody Mistress, a whore who sold her body for money.

A mistress who was only for pleasure and not for building a family.

I gulped down my pain and took a pill from it with water which was kept on the side table.

I laid down on the bed hugging my knees to my chest and started thinking what had become of my life. 2 years ago, I was my father's princess, at one signal the entire mansion would stand in front of me and now I was the mistress of a powerful man whom at his signal would stand infront of him without even a piece of cloth on my body so that he could devour me.

Life was cruel and time was merciless.

These were the things that could make someone from king to beggar and from beggar to king like me, no one could look at me with disrespect when my father was with me but now everyone's dirty eyes ranked on my body as if they will eat me raw.

I felt my eyes heavy and slowly drifted in sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, Master was gone which gave me some relief as I needed sometime for myself.

Master

He had ordered me to call him Master as he thought I was not worthy enough to call him by his name.

I spent my whole day doing my daily routine which was cleaning this prison and my usual works like cooking and all.

I did my college project before taking a nap for a few hours as he kept me awake till midnight.

I woke up at 4:30 and after freshening up made myself a cup of tea to chase away the laziness that was pulling me back to bed.

I was about to sit on the study table so I could finish remaining project when I heard the doorbell.

When I look at the time on the wall clock, it was only 5 in the evening, it mean it was not time for master to come because he always came after 9 o'clock then who was at the door?

I thought of going there and checking myself because this farmhouse was fully secured and on the outskirt of the main city where no one could come without his permission.

I walked in the corridor from my room and reached the top of the stairs then again, I heard the voice of doorbell

‘Someone goes and tell that person it took time to reach the main door from the room.’

I quickly got down from the stairs and almost ran to the door before the person on the other side of the door rang this innocent bell and took its life.

I knew what you guys were thinking that how the bell could have life but it could stop working.

I huffed when I heard the doorbell again.

I was telling you. this person had no patience at all. What did he want me to fly to the door now.

‘Girl, do all this later, now poor doorbell’s life is in danger.’

When I opened the door, Mr. Sen whom master had made the head of security here was standing outside. He had 2 bags in one hand and his other hand hovered over the bell board.

For this I was sure that if I had delayed opening the door by a second, he would have been ready to torture the poor bell again.

he glanced at me and composed himself. He extended his hand with bag and said to me in robotic tone “Boss has asked you to inform that tonight you are going with him to a party, so be ready by 7 o'clock.”

Party

No

I didn't want to go to the party that too specially with that identity which was nothing less than a curse for me. For him the party was for business purpose, for me it was humiliation and for people to see lust for my body in their eyes. I will never forget how their dirty eyes wandered over my body if they got a single chance, they'll tear me apart.

"Do I have to go????" I asked him and my eyes must be clearly showing my helplessness as I saw pity for me in her eyes for a second which vanished in another second.

"Sorry, it is boss's order that I should take you to the meeting venue at a sharp 7:40 pm. so be ready by 7 pm." He said in his stern but I could detect pity for myself in his voice.

I nodded my head, took bags from him and closed the door.

I came back in my room, bags slipped out of my hand and I threw myself on the bed so I could cry and pour my heart out.

I didn't know how long I'd been crying but when I lifted my head and look at the clock, I realized I only had 55 minutes to get ready for the party.

I got out of bed and took a quick shower and walked out of the bathroom. I took those bags from the floor and put them on the bed, checked and I found a black dress in one bag.

I wore it, checked myself in the mirror, that dress was cut sleeve and it has a slit on the right side on leg which started from my lower thigh. To be honest, I didn't have any problem in this dress, only one thing and that was the slit which was showing the skin of my right leg for those hungary wolfs. How much I wanted to rip off this dress and threw it away but I couldn’t do that. Master had sent this dress to me. it mean he wanted me to come to the party wearing this and what was my status to defy his words because as far as I knew I am nothing but his bed warmer.

I came near the bed and looked in another bag which had matching heels of the dress.

I hate heels.

I didn't know how girls wore heels because wearing heels made me feel as if someone had planted a landmine around me which I had to cross very carefully or else I will get blasted.

I heartily wanted to salute those girls and women who wear heels all day while I could hardly spend even an hour.

I got ready, came to the living hall and started waiting for Mr. Sen to me took to meeting venue sitting on the couch.

I had to attend the party again today, which mean that I will have to tolerate that humiliation again today, which will again give a new wound to my already wounded soul, which will engraved like all the previous wounds on my soul.

I heard a soft knock on the main door and I knew that who was it?

I stood up from the couch and before opening the door, I checked myself once that everything was right and after being satisfied, I went to the door.

I opened the door and see Mr. Sen stood outside. He looked at me and signalled me to follow him. I followed him and saw that the car was already waiting for us.

He opened the door for me and closed the door after I settled in the car and himself sat on the passenger seat

The 40 minutes journey was absolutely silent. There were only three people in the car, the driver, Mr. Sen and I and none of us tried to speak because everyone had their own reasons for keeping quiet. They both were silent because it was not in their job description to talk to me, they talked to me only when needed or else they remained silent around me and reacted as if I was not here.

I'm silent because I didn't have the right to ask or order anything, like right now I wanted to ask where were we going and how long will it take but I also knew that I couldn't ask any of these questions because they were not bind me to answer any question. These people only followed the orders of their boss and not his m.....mis…

Could we avoid this word?

Yes, I knew that I couldn’t avoid the reality of my life, but I could deny it for sometimes.

"Miss Sharma, we have reached." Mr. Sen’s voice brought me out of my thoughts and I casted my eyes from outside the window that we were on a deserted road and there was no one here.

"You told me that we were going to the party but there is not even a single person to be seen here. Are you sure he wanted to drop me here only" I asked while looking out the window. my voice was shaky.

Author’s POV

Before he could answer, a black car stopped at some distance from them and 2 grey car behind the black which she knew whose it was as her heart started beating crazily, her body started slightly trebling while her palms became sweaty.

"Miss Sharma" Mr. Sen opened her side door.

She nodded her head and came out of the car and followed him to his car.

As soon as she entered the car her eyes fell on tapish who was looking devilishly handsome in a black Armani suit but his aura was as dark as him which forced her to gulp.

He was most handsome man you had ever seen in your life. Anyone could mistakenly think him as a super model from magazine. His face consisted of strong jaws which was covered with light stubble, nose was sharp and pointed, cheekbones were high. His hair was dark black and perfectly gelled back. broad shoulder could be easily identified through the suit. His arms looked strong as he tightened his grip on his phone while pressing his forehead with his hand.

He was the prince of all girls' dreams by his physical appearance but his aura was so dark like his soul which was showing danger, power, arrogance and supremacy.

“Drive” he ordered in intimidating tone without sparing a glance at her as he was on call. She sat making possible distance between them literally pressing her against the door as she didn’t want to mess with him when she knew what the consequences will be.

"Anshul keep my jet ready tomorrow morning. We are going to New York tomorrow" He ordered Anshul and his orbs moved to her who was repeatedly trying to cover her bare leg in desperation which was impossible because of that slit.

His breath hitched in his throat as his lust filled eyes travelled all over her body creating a havoc inside him.

She looked fuckable in this dress.

he gulped down inaudibly feeling heat in his special part who aroused seeing this undeniable beauty beside him. he wanted to rip the dress off her and take her raw and hard.

He was spellbound by her beauty. There was no doubt that she was the most beautiful girl in the world that he had ever laid eyes on. Suddenly He felt proud of himself that she was only his, his to kiss, his to mark, his to ravish, his to fuck senselessly which he loved to do.

She looked like a seductress in this black dress which made his member twitch painfully in his pants making tent in it. He wanted to take her right here in this car but he could 't but tonight was going to be a long night for her as he will ravish this beauty back-to-back rough and hard.

He growled as his junior grew bigger which was clearly visible as it made a tent in his pants. This drew her attention to him and her eyes widened in fear and disgust when she saw his hand caressing his part.

“Do as I said” he quickly cut the call like he was in some pain and before she could react anything he rolled on the partition between driver and them and pulled her in his lap.

All this happened so quickly that she did not get a chance to respond.

She found herself in a very awkward position, both her hands on his shoulders, both legs folded at the knees on the seat on either side of his hips, and their faces less than an inch apart as his hot breath fanning on her face.

"You're making me lose control" He grabbed her by her hips and pulled her closer to him so that her core came in contact with his monster who was dying to get inside her. a cold shiver ran down in her spine feeling him against her core and her body trembled visible forming a smirk on his lips “I have effect on her”

His one hand moved to her back of neck and took hold of it while his other hand pulling her hips more into him as he wanted to feel her more.

“Ride me” he commanded her in damm serious tone moving her hips against him which brought tears in her eyes while his lips attacked on her neck assaulting it with his bites making her whimper in pain.

She knew what she was for him but she didn't want to do it in the car. it's very embarrassing for her.

“P………. please” She tried from her side while tears started falling down from her eyes but on hearing his dangerously loud voice she trembled and got it that she had no option but to do this "Do as I say or else, I will not take a second to take you here"

He didn’t lift his face from her neck but increased intensity of his torture on her neck making her yelped in pain.

She started moving up and down holding his shoulders tightly

“Just like that” he groaned in pleasure which made her feel disgusted with herself. She felt herself very low but she couldn't do anything other than fulfilling his sinful desires which was her duty as his mistress.

She didn’t know for how long she had been doing this but when he threw her from his lap to the seat, she heaved a sigh of relief wiping her tears away from her face with her shaky hands that the torture was finally over but she was wrong.

He unzipped taking out his hard dick from his pant and told her without paying any heed to her tears “suck it like a good cocksucker”

She looked shocked at his sudden disgusting command.

How could he ask her to do this in the car knowing she will end up vomiting after the deed was done.

she shook her head crawling back in the seat but he pulled her back by grabbing her arms in his tight grip making her cry in pain. His jaws clenched in anger at her denial and his eyes turned red with fury that how dare she refused him??

Had she forgotten what her identity was?? If so, he'll gladly help her remember it.

He dangerously seethed at her while digging his nail in her arms brutally "Don't forget who you are and what is your duty for which I pay you. You are my mistress whom I have kept for my pleasure so if I ask you to do something then without using your pea size brain you have to do that. If I ask you to spread your legs in front of a hundred people, you will do that too because you are meant for it. So, like a good whore, do what you are good at.”

His words were very brutal which tore her fragile heart apart. She wanted to shout that she was not who he made her but she knew that whatever he was saying was true. She was his mistress whom he paid for her service.

After this she did not say anything to him nor did she make any effort to stop him.

Her silence was her submission for him.

He pushed on the seat flat and hovered over pushing his cock into her mouth which made her gag but he didn’t care about her so he did not take out his thing from her mouth but pushed her further inside her.

He fucked her mouth till he reached his climax. He pulled off her body smirking her condition. She looked exactly what he made her out to be, a desperate whore.

Her hair was in a mess, her lipstick was smudged on her lips and there were tear marks on her cheeks and her dress was misplaced.

She got up from the seat, placing her hand on her mouth, seeing which he understood what her next move will be, so he asked the driver to stop the car on the side, she immediately got out of the car as soon as the car stopped and started vomiting by the side of the road.

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This is the first part of Mistress so did you like it???