Policewalon Ne Seal Thodi – Part 1

Policewalon Ne Seal Thodi – Part 1
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Submit Report “Madarchod, bhadwe!!” constable vikramjeet ne mere baal pakadte hue zor se gaal pe chaanta maara. “saale haram khor!”, usne phir ek aur thappad mere gaal pe rakha. Doosra thappad itna zor se maara ki mera balance bigad gaya aur mein zameen pe gir gaya. Itne mein constable surjeet aaya aur usne meri gaand pe laat maarte hue bola, “uth saale!!” Isse pehle ki mein kahada ho pata, vikramjeet ne mujhe shirt ki collar pakadkar kar uthaya, aur bola, “Chal, saale nanga ho!, aaj mast seva karengein teri.” “Sirji, jaane do sirji…” maine haath jod kar usse bola. “Yeh aise nahin maanega, pakad ise…” vikramjeet ne doosre surjeet ko bola. Surjeet ne mere baal pakad liye. Maine apne haath sir pe le gaya, mauka dekh, vikramjeet ne mere shirt ko ek jhatke mein faad daala. Shirt ke saare buttons toot kar neeche gir gaye. Surjeet ne shirt ko peeche se pakad kar kheencha or nikal kar door zameen pe painkh diya. Phir vikramjeet ne meri baniyan ko dono hathon se pakad kar faad diya…meri fati hui baniyan bhi zameen pe faink di. Ab mein dono constables ke saamne bina shirt aur baniyan ke kahada tha. Surjeet ne peeche se mere haatho ko jakad liya. Ab vikramjeet meri chaati pe apne haath ferne laga. “Madarchod chaati pe baal nahin, aur aise kaam karta hai?” woh bola. “Sirji, maine kuch nahin kiya, sirji” maine bola. “Saale humse zhoot bolta hai, aisi seva karengein teri, saari jawani yahin nikal jaayegi” surjeet bola or phir mujhe dhaake maar ke jail ki salaakhon ki taraf dhakel diya. Mera sir 2 dandon ke beech mein phasa diya.. Vikramjeet ne mere dono haath jail ki saalakon ke saath hathkadi laga ke faila diye. Ab mein chahe kitni bhi koshish kar lu, lekin unko rok nahin paunga. Surjeet ne phir se mere baal pakde aur mere kaan mein dheere se bola, “ab nikaleinge teri jawani ka ras, madarchod”. Yeh sunte hi mein ghabra gaya, pata nahin yeh dono constable mere saath kya karengein. Itne mein surjeet ne apne haath meri kamar pe dale aur phir aage lejakar mere pant ka button kholne laga. Haathon pe hathkadi lagne ki wajah se mein use rok nahin saka, phir bhi maine apni kamar hila hila ke use apni pant kholne nahin di. Kayi baar koshish karne par bhi surjeet meri pant nahin khol paya. “Yeh madarchod aise nahin maanega,” vikramjeet bola, or fir usne dande se zor se meri gaand pe maara. “aaaaa..” mere muh se zor se cheekh nikli. “Aaaa”, mein phir se mein chillaya jab doosri baar meri gaand pe danda pada. “Kar isko nanga ab” vikramjeet ne surjeet ko bola. Surjeet ne ab aasani se meri pant ke button khole, zip neeche ki or phir ek jhatke mein pant kheench kar nikal di aur zameen pe faink di. Maine neele rang ki rupa ki v-shape chaddhi pehni thi, chaddhi purane hone ki wajah se usmein kuch jagah se ched nikle hue the. Ab meri izzat aur un dono constable ke beech sirf meri chaddhi thi. Vikramjeet mere peeche aakar khada ho gaya, aur dheere dheere neeche se shuru hokar meri taangon ke beech mein apna danda sehlane laga. “Kya baat hai? Bada chikna hai re tu…naa chhati pe baal naa tangon pe baal, abe o surjeet kahin laundiyan to nahin utha laye?” Aisa bol dono constable hasne lage. “Hain be lund hai bhi kya tere, ya choot hai?” surjeet peeche se bola. vikramjeet apna danda mere taangon ke beech mein sehla raha tha, “chal bhai, chaddi utaar ke dekh saale ki, lund hai ya choot…” vikramjeet ne surjeet ko kaha. Surjeet mere peeche aakar khada ho gaya, aur meri chaddhi ke upar se meri gaand sehlane laga, “mast gaand hai saale ki, ekdum gol gol. Choot hui to choot marengein warna gaand se hi kaam chaleyenge” aisa bolte hue surjeet ne meri chaddhi ke do ched mein apni ungli ghusayi aur zor se kheench kar meri chaddhi faad di. Meri chaddhi ka elastic abhi bhi meri kamar pe hi tha, lekin neeche se chaddi poori tarah se phat gayi thi. “abe yeh kya hai saale?” vikramjeet ab jail ki kothri se bahar aa gaya tha, aur apne dande ko mere lund ke neeche sahla raha tha. “Saale itna chota lund! lund nahin lulli hai yeh to.” mere 4 inch ke lund pe danda hilate hue woh bola. Ab surjeet bhi jail se bahar mere saamne aakar khada ho gaya, mere lund ko dekhte hi who zor-zor se hasne laga.. “abe chutiye baaki ka lund kahan gaya be?” Mein apna sir neeche karke khada tha, apne lund ko chupane ka mere pass koi tareeka nahin tha. Vikramjeet ne pass aakar mere baal pakadte hue bola “saale khada kyu hai tera lund? Maza aa raha hai tujhe?” Maine neeche dekha to mein hairan reh gaya, mera lund ekdum tight aur poora khada tha. Aisa mere saath sirf blue film hi dekh kar hua hai. Apne khade lund ko dekhkar mujhe aur sharam aane lagi. Pata nahin kyu lekin dono policewalon ke saamne ekdum nanga khade hue mera lund tight ho gaya tha. Thoda maza bhi aa raha tha, thori ghabrahat bhi ho rahi thi. “Madarchod, hum yahan tujhe maza dilane ke liye lekar aaye hai?” surjeet mera kaan marorte hue bola. “aaahhh aahh aah, sirji chord do sirji..” mein girgiraya. “Haan be, tere ander hi chorde gein, poora ander daal kar” surjeet aur zor se kaan marorte hue bola. mein uchalne laga, meri haalat dekhkar dono phir se hasne lage. “Chal side ho, bade sahab aane waale hongein, kaam shuru karne de. tu upar nikal ab” vikramjeet surjeet se bola. Jail ki baaki sab kothriyan upar thi sirf yeh ek kothri neeche basement mein banayi gayi thi. Khotri se side mein ek lamba aur patla raasta tha jo seedha seediyon tak jaata tha. Kareeb 15-20 seediyan chad ke bahar nikla jaa sakta tha. Surjeet ne apna danda aur topi uthayi aur aakhri baar meri gaand ko sahlate hue woh seediyon ki taraf chalne laga. Jaate hue woh “aaj ki raat hona hai kya, paana hai kya, khona hai kya…” gaana gaate hue jaa raha tha. Mera dhyan surjeet ke gaane pe tha, isliye mujhe pata hi nahin chala ki kab vikramjeet ne apni belt utari. Jab belt meri gaand pe lagi tab mujhe ehsaas hua. “aaaahhh” mein zor se chillaya.

Basement itna neeche tha ki koi bhi awaz upar sunai nahin deti thi. Basement mein sirf ek bulb tha aur koi fan nahin, mera shareer poora paseene se bhar gaya tha, vikramjeet ne bhi wardi utaar di thi, or baniyan-kachhe mein khada tha. Ab usne apne belt se se mere pair kas kar baandh diye. Bade Sahab ko taang kasi hui pasand hai, aisa bolkar woh mere nange badan se chipak gaya. “Saale, ek mahina ho gaya gaand chode, pichle waale ki badi dheeli thi lekin teri to lagta hai seal bhi nahin tooti” vikramjeet ka lund kache mein poora tan gaya tha aur woh kache ke upar se hi apna lund mere gaand pe sehla raha tha. “Sirji maine aisa nahin hu, yeh sab nahin pasand mujhe” maine use bola. “saale tera lund itna chota hai, kisi ladki ki choot ko khush nahin karega. Bhagwan ke itni gol-gol gori gaand di hai uska istemaal karna seekh le. Bade sahab ko khush karde warna seedha 5 saal ke liye jail mein daal dengein” aisa bolkar vikramjeet ne apni ungli meri gaand ki seal pe sehlane laga. “madarchod, teri gaand pe ek bhi baal nahin hai” vikramjeet ne aihista se mere kaan mein bola. Ab woh hawas se bhara hua tha, meri gaand ki seal pe woh tezi se ungli masal raha tha, mere kaan ke pass aakar usne halke se mere kaan ko kata, tabhi achanak basement ke andhere mein se awaz aayi, “kaisa chal raha hai, vikram?” Vikramjeet jaldi se peeche hat gaya. Maine sir utha ke dekha to kaal kothri ke darwaze pe police ki wardi pehne ek 5’11” ka officer khada tha. Maine uski taraf sir ghuma kar dekha, ekdum kadak wardi mein, ekdum kadak officer tha woh. Uski umar koi 30-32 saal ki hogi, chauda seena aur chaude kandhe the, moti moti bajuein thi, aur haath pe khoob sare baal the. Patle lips the or un par shandaar moonche, jo usne upar ki taraf mod rakhi thi. Usse dekhte hi vikramjeet salute maarte hue bola, “salam sahab!” Saamne khade sahab ne use haath se ishara kiya jisse vikramjeet ne salute neeche kiya. maine uski wardi ko dhyan se dekha, woh tha Inspector Karanveer. Inspector jail ki salakhon ke sahare khada tha, ek haath uska jeb mein tha, aur doosre haath se woh cigarette pee raha tha. Jalti hui cigarette ki lal batti andhere basement mein laser ki light ki tarah chamak rahi thi. “to ye hai who ladka” usne meri taraf ishara karte hue bola. “haan sahab, yehi hai woh” vikramjeet ne turant jawab diya. Maine jhuki hui aankhon se dheere-dheere inspector ko dekha. Usne cigratte ka ek bada sa kash ander liya aur meri taraf aage badha, mere baal pakadkar usne zor se kheenche, mera chehra ab roshni mein saaf-saaf dikhai de raha tha. Mere muh pe cigarette ka dhooan chordte hue who bola, “madarchod, haramigiri karega sadkon pe?” Phir woh peeche pade table ke sahare khada ho gaya, uska ek pair paas padi kursi pe tha, vikramjeet side mein door khada tha. “Chal, tu nikal ab, mein dekhta hu ise” inspector ne use bola. “Jee sahab” bolte hue vikramjeet ne inspector ko fir se salute maara or apne kapde uthakar bahar jaane laga, tabhi inspector ne use peeche se awaz di, “aur sun.” vikramjeet bhaga-bhaga wapas aaya “ek bottle tel bhej neeche…”