This is a fantasy based on the hindi film Mardaani, starring Rani Mukherjee. I have used the basic characters from the film. However, I have kept the name of the cop as Rani Mukherjee for better visualisation purpose.
Chapter 4 – The Phone Calls
Karan had Rani’s phone number in front of him. She had been hounding Sunny and some of his other associates in Mumbai. It was bad for his business. He had started admiring the fearless police officer. It was time to have a word with her.
Rani was frustrated. There had been no breakthrough after Sunny and there were a whole lot of other cases in Crime Branch. It was not possible for her to devote all her resources for this one case. Her entire department has seen her passion and relentless pursuit of this faceless criminal but none are aware of her actual motivations. Rani wants to find this guy. It could be a woman as well but her instincts tell her that it’s a man. Rani wants to meet this guy, find out his operation base and see for herself whether her fantasies are more debauched or the reality.
It has been almost a month since Anjali’s abduction and over the past 2 weeks, Rani has ended each and every night on a sexual high. After her tame fucking by Bikram, she goes in the toilet and lets her imagination run wild. Sometimes Anjali is gang-raped, sometimes Meera. Sometimes she is the one who is the perpetrator. Her internet search history has moved to more extreme things. Her favorite fantasy is now the one where she herself breaks Meera, rapes her and then throws her to the wolves. That look of hurt and betrayal alone makes her cum.
It was nearly 10 pm. Rani returned with the dinner on her way back from the police station. Meera opened the door and gave her a hug. Rani embraces her niece, smelling the sweet smell of her shampoo and the body lotion. She imagines licking Meera’s ear-lobes, sucking on her throat pulling her head back by her sexy curly hair. She wanted to cut open Meera’s salwar and insert her fingers in the sweet virgin cunt. She wanted to make Meera cum.
Her phone rang. She looked at it but was unable to recognize the number.
“Hello” , she said.
“Hello Mam. How are you doing? Was the cook absent today?”
It was the voice of a young man. He would be much younger to her. This was the guy. Rani was sure of it. It was a manly, intelligent voice. Rani gave the food packets to Meera, and proceeded to her room and gestured to Bikram to not disturb her before locking it from the inside.
“Who are you? Why are you keeping a watch on me?” Rani asked.
“Mam, you can call me Walt. And you know why I am keeping a watch on you. You are also keeping a watch on many of my associates”.
Rani attached the headsets to her phone and slowly opened her trousers. Those three sentences had made her wet. This was the man whose one accidental action had made her recognize her true self. She now knew that “Rani Mukherjee” was an image that she needed to maintain for the outside world, while in reality she was this shameless, sadistic slut who got off on the fantasy of raping her own daughter like niece and her friend. He had brought this slut out. He was the one she had to meet. She inserted two fingers in her cunt.
“Hello Walt. So you are the boss? Or are you some lackey doing someone else’s bidding?”
“I am no lackey Mam. It is my business that you are after. May I know the reason why? Why did you suddenly get so interested?”
“Around a month back, your men abducted the best friend of my niece, Anjali. How is she?” said Rani. She thought – “Thank God for that. Otherwise I wouldn’t have realized my true self. I only hope that the bitch Anjali is still pure and virginal so I myself can break her”. She fingered her cunt hard.
“Ohkay. Now I understand. Sorry Mam, but what has happened has happened. Please tell me a way to compensate you.”
“You bastard. The only way is to return Anjali, or else I will find you and destroy you”, Rani said. She smiled to herself trying to sound convincing, expressing her outrage.
“Sorry Mam. That cannot happen. Anjali is already a part of our business now. She has seen quite a lot and we cannot let her go. So please stop looking into my business”.
“Tell me Walt. Are you keeping a watch on me at the outside or inside my home as well?” Rani asked. She didn’t know which answer would have pleased her. She wanted Walt to see her now, her legs spread, naked from the waist, her fingers masturbating her cunt.
“There are cameras in your house as well Mam.”
Rani was thrilled. ”So aren’t you watching them now?” , she asked.
“No. I am not.” Karan was confused. What did this cop want?
“Switch them on Walt. I need to show you something”, Rani commanded.
There was something in her voice that alerted Karan to the fact that not everything was as it seems. He had planned to speak to her once, take a measure of her and then keep the phone. However, once he heard that husky, sexy voice, he couldn’t keep the phone. He knew that his phone couldn’t be traced, so he was safe there. He switched on his laptop and opened the program which showed the videos at Rani’s house. They had inserted cameras in the living room, in Rani’s work room and her bed room, not in the toilet and as a result had missed all the shows that Rani had unknowingly put on. He was stunned to see the video in Rani’s work room. Rani was sitting at her table, naked from the waist down, speaking to him on the headsets and fingering herself.
“Like what you see Walt?” Rani asked. There was a hint of a naughty smile in her voice. This was the person with who she could be herself with and not the image.
“What, what are you doing Mam?”, Karan stammered. He wasn’t prepared for this. He had expected anger, outrage, tears maybe but not this blatant display of eroticism. This buxom, mature lady was taunting him. He was turned on in an instant. He took out his cock from the confines of his pant and started stroking himself to the image in his computer screen.
“Don’t you know what I am doing. I am masturbating. Hearing your voice has made me so wet. Tell me something Walt. Do you find me hot?”
“Of Course Mam. You are one of the hottest and sexiest women I have seen”
“Call me Rani, Walt”.
“Oh Rani.” The name rolled of Karan’s lips. He had never imagined that he would see anything like this. This woman was trying to find him, true. But, now she was no longer a cop. She was this bitch in heat. He felt that it would be fun being found out by this hot slut. He wanted to get down on his knees, savor the smell of her cunt, put his lips there and make her come hard. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted her to fuck him.
“Oh Walt.” Rani exploded on hearing her name from his lips and came violently. She didn’t know where the camera was but she made a good show of licking her fingers clean.
Karan couldn’t control himself. As Rani inserted her fingers in her mouth and wiped them clean noisily, Karan imagined it was her cock in her sexy mouth. He moaned imagining his cock spewing hot cum in her mouth. He came hard on the floor.
“Rani, this was amazing. I never expected this to happen”- he said.
“I know Walt. Neither did I expect this. I will be honest with you. You have unleashed something in me. I have realized my true potential. I have discovered my slutty side. It wouldn’t have been possible without you Walt, and I thank you for that.” Rani said,being the most honest that she has been with anyone over this past one month.
“What do you want Rani?”
“I want to meet you. I want you to take me hard. I want to fuck you. I want to suck your cock. I want you to come all over my face. I want to see the hope in Anjali’s eyes and then crush that hope as she sees me bouncing on your cock” Rani said breathlessly.
Karan was flabbergasted. He had never seen such a woman before. His cock was rock hard again in spite of cumming a few minutes back. He wanted to believe her but he had to protect his operations.
“I am sorry Rani. I cannot have you meet me. If you try to find me, your family will face the repercussions.”
“Oh Walt, I will find you and nothing you can do can stop me”, purred Rani.
The next day Rani arrested Sunny and started his interrogation.
Karan was aware of Rani’s actions. He felt torn. He wanted to protect his operations but also wanted to sink his cock in that pussy. He couldn’t pass a moment without thinking about Rani and her cunt. But he wanted to test her.
Rani was taking an afternoon nap after heavy work for the past two days. He dreamt of Walt. A faceless man … his erect cock … taking her cunt from behind … using her long hair as the rein … fucking her hard … taking out his cock … kissing her ass … licking and slurping her ass-hole … preparing it for the onslaught … pushing his cock in her ass … pounding away … her face resting on the pillow … the entire bed shaking from their violent love making …
Suddenly the calling bell sounded. She woke up. There were a number of missed calls from Kamble. She opened the door. It was Kamble.
“Mam, come with me please, fast” Kamble said.
Rani got into the jeep with Kamble. He drove her to the place where Bikram has his chamber. She saw a mob accumulated with placards and shouting slogans vilifying Bikram. She realized that Bikram had been framed for sexual molestation by one of his patients. She caught sight of Bikram amidst the mob, his face smeared with black paint, with a garland of shoes around his neck. Seeing the police the mob dispersed. Rani took Bikram home.
Rani was expecting a call from Walt. She wasn’t disappointed. She was waiting in her work room, fully clothed today in a saree.
“Hello Rani”
“Hello Walt”. Rani was feeling like a coy bride. “Is the video on?”
“Yes it is” Karan said. He breathlessly waited to see what this amazing woman would do.
“Thank you Walt today for what you did to Bikram. I know I should be angry but I am not. I am grateful, turned on even. At one time I was in love with that man, but that Rani and this Rani are two completely different persons. His humiliation today has turned me on beyond belief. Now let me give you a treat”
Karan was flabbergasted. He never thought Rani would react in this way. He looked at the screen. Rani was now stripping slowly, swaying to some music in her head. Karan took out his cock. Rani was now naked on screen. Karan couldn’t take his eyes off. She was perfect. Those lovely large tits, that tapering waist, the small triangle between her legs, that juicy cunt. He had to have her. Rani was masturbating furiously, moaning his name “Walt, Walt, Walt”. Karan started doing the same. Rani stopped suddenly.
“Now what do you think Walt. Will you meet me? You don’t need to show me your operations immediately. We can meet somewhere, fuck, talk. Then you decide whether to include me in your business. I feel that having a police officer such as myself in your business would be beneficial to you.”
Karan considered what she was saying. He was about to break all his own rules. But he felt that she was a woman worth breaking the rules for. He suddenly felt a strange kinship with Rani. He felt that together with her, they could rule their trade. On another phone, he called up Alka, the lady taking care of the new girls. He asked her to keep Anjali aside.
“Rani, I have asked my people to keep Anjali aside. She is no longer a virgin as she has taken part in some of the parties but still relatively fresh. What should I do to her?”
Rani fingered herself hard. She imagined the virginity of Anjali being taken brutally and came herself.
“So, will you meet me Walt?”
“Yes Rani, I will. Come to Delhi. You will get further instructions there” Karan said.
Rani was ecstatic. She would be meeting the man who started it all. She couldn’t wait.