Pooja What is this behavior?

Parody of Big Brother Pooja mishra sex scene

Pooja's eyes flared with sudden rage in the Bigg Boss kitchen as the argument escalated, her voice sharp while she pointed directly at Shonali. "You think you can talk to me like that, you little brown slut? I will teach you your place right now." Shonali stepped back but Pooja whispered the ancient Hindu mind control mantra under her breath, the words flowing fast and low. Shonali's body jerked once then froze, her eyes glazing over with a glassy haze as the spell took hold.

"You will obey me completely now, Shonali," Pooja commanded, stepping closer. "Strip off those clothes slowly and show the cameras what a cheap desi bitch looks like." Shonali's hands moved on their own, unbuttoning her top with shaky fingers while her mouth formed the words, "Yes Pooja, I am your filthy Indian whore." She peeled away her top and bra, revealing her full brown breasts, then pushed down her pants and panties until she stood naked in the kitchen area.

Pooja laughed and ordered, "Get on your knees, brown girl, and crawl around while you spread your ass for the house." Shonali dropped down immediately, crawling in circles on the cold floor as her hands reached back to pull her cheeks apart. "Look at this dirty brown hole," she moaned as the spell forced the humiliating words out. "Pooja owns my Indian cunt and ass." Pooja watched with satisfaction and snapped her fingers. "Finger yourself hard. Masturbate like the desperate race play slave you are."

Shonali's hand shot between her legs, two fingers plunging deep into her already wet pussy while she stayed on all fours. She pumped them in and out fast, juices coating her fingers as she cried out, "Oh god Pooja, your spell makes my brown pussy so horny, I can't stop fingering my desi cunt for you." The Big Brother cameras stayed locked on the scene while Shonali added a third finger, stretching herself wider and rubbing her clit with her thumb. "Please tell me how low I am, tell me I am just low caste Indian trash who deserves this," she begged between gasps.

Pooja circled her and said, "Keep going, you brown toy. Rub that clit faster and tell everyone watching you are my mind controlled Indian masturbation slave." Shonali obeyed instantly, flipping onto her back on the kitchen floor so her legs spread wide for the cameras. Her fingers flew over her swollen clit in rapid circles while she thrust three fingers deep inside her dripping pussy. "I am Pooja's brown slave, I am her race play fucktoy," she chanted in a breathless voice. "My Indian body belongs to her spells, I have to masturbate my cunt until she lets me stop." Juices squirted lightly around her fingers with every thrust, soaking the floor beneath her as her hips bucked upward.

"Harder, slut," Pooja ordered. "Pinch your nipples and call yourself my low caste brown whore while you come." Shonali's free hand flew to her own breasts, pinching and twisting the dark nipples until they stood stiff. "I am your low caste brown whore, Pooja," she screamed while her orgasm hit, her pussy clenching tight around her fingers as fresh wetness poured out. She kept rubbing through the climax, body shaking while the spell forced her to keep going. "Don't stop, brown girl," Pooja said. "Turn over and finger your ass now. Show the house how an Indian bitch serves when controlled."

Shonali rolled onto her stomach, lifting her hips high so her ass pointed up. She reached back with slick fingers and pushed one into her tight brown asshole, working it deeper while she moaned, "My Indian ass is yours Pooja, I have to fuck my own hole for your pleasure." Soon two fingers stretched her ass while her other hand returned to her pussy, fingering both holes at once in a steady rhythm. "Look how wet my brown cunt stays," she gasped. "The spell makes me humiliate myself on national TV, I am nothing but your mind controlled desi masturbation whore." Pooja stepped closer and stroked Shonali's hair. "Good girl. Keep talking dirty while you come again."

Shonali's body obeyed, her fingers moving faster in both holes as another orgasm built. "I love being your Indian race play slave," she whimpered, voice rising. "My brown skin, my Indian pussy, my ass, all belong to your Hindu spell. I will masturbate forever if you want, I will cum on the floor like the cheap brown slut I am." She came hard again, juices squirting from her pussy while her asshole clenched around her fingers. The spell kept her moving without pause, forcing louder moans and filthier dialogue for the cameras.

Pooja smiled and said, "Now beg the whole house to watch you edge yourself until I release the spell." Shonali's voice rang out across the living area, desperate and dripping with forced lust. "Please everyone, watch me edge my Indian cunt and ass for Pooja. I am her brown mind controlled toy, I need to masturbate my holes until she decides I am done." Her fingers slowed to an agonizing pace, rubbing her swollen clit in teasing circles while she kept her ass spread, body trembling from the constant stimulation. Pooja watched the naked brown girl on the floor, controlled and exposed, continuing the filthy performance under the spell as the Big Brother feeds captured every second of the intense, dripping, dialogue filled scene.

Pooja stood over the trembling Shonali on the Big Brother kitchen floor, fingers still slick from her own spell work, when the main door slid open and three British men in sharp suits stepped inside as surprise guests for the house task. "Looks like the colonizers arrived just in time," Pooja said with a cruel smile, her voice carrying to the cameras. "Shonali, crawl to them right now and beg those white British cocks to use your Indian holes."

Shonali's body jerked under the mind control, crawling across the floor on hands and knees while her mouth spilled the forced words. "Please colonizers, fuck this brown Indian slut, my race play pussy needs your British dicks inside it." The first man unzipped with a low laugh as Shonali reached him, pulling out his thick cock and wrapping her lips around it without hesitation. She sucked hard, taking him deep while her fingers stayed buried in her own dripping cunt, pumping in rhythm. "Tastes so good, colonizer cock on my Indian tongue," she moaned between swallows, the spell making her voice thick with lust. "Pooja owns me, she makes me serve you all."

Pooja clapped once and ordered the other two men forward. "Take her from both ends, make the little brown girl work for it." One man grabbed Shonali by the hips, lifting her so her ass was up, then slammed his cock straight into her wet pussy in one thrust. She cried out around the cock in her mouth, the sound muffled but desperate. "Yes, fuck my desi cunt, colonizers, stretch this low caste Indian whore." The third man knelt beside her and guided her hand to his shaft so she stroked him while getting pounded from behind and face fucked at the same time. Her brown body rocked between the three men, juices running down her thighs as the man behind her slapped her ass and called her their Indian fucktoy.

"Harder," Pooja commanded from the side. "Shonali, tell them how your Hindu spell body was made to serve British cocks." Shonali pulled off the cock in her mouth just long enough to gasp, "My Indian pussy belongs to the colonizers now, Pooja's spell makes me take every inch while I cum for white men." The man behind her drove deeper, grunting as Shonali's walls clenched around him in a sudden orgasm that left her shaking and squirting lightly onto the floor. She kept stroking the third cock faster, begging, "Cum on my brown face, colonizer, paint this race play slave." The man in her mouth pulled out and stroked himself until hot ropes landed across her cheeks and lips while the one fucking her pussy finished inside her, filling her with thick seed.

Pooja did not let her rest. "Turn around and offer that cum filled Indian ass to the next one," she said. Shonali obeyed instantly, presenting her dripping pussy and ass to the remaining two men. One spread her cheeks and pushed into her asshole while the other slid back into her pussy, double penetrating her on the kitchen floor. Shonali's moans filled the house as the men thrust in sync. "Oh god, two colonizer cocks at once, my Indian holes are splitting open for them." She reached down to rub her clit hard, the spell forcing every filthy word out. "Pooja, watch me get used by British men, I am their brown cumdump, their race play masturbation toy, I love how they colonize my cunt."

The men swapped positions again, one lying flat so Shonali could ride him reverse while the second man fucked her mouth and the third slid into her ass from behind. Her full brown breasts bounced with every thrust as she chanted, "Colonizers own this Indian body, fuck me harder, make me cum again while Pooja's spell holds me." She came screaming around the cock in her mouth, her pussy and ass pulsing around the men inside her. Pooja watched with satisfaction, directing the action. "Keep talking dirty, brown girl. Tell the whole house how much your desi fuckholes crave white cock now."

The men took turns for what felt like hours on the live Big Brother feed, rotating through her mouth, pussy, and ass while Shonali stayed mind controlled and vocal. "Yes, breed this low caste Indian slut, fill my brown womb with colonizer cum," she begged each time one of them unloaded deep inside her. By the time the men finally stepped back, Shonali was a shaking, cum streaked mess on the floor, fingers still automatically rubbing her swollen clit as the spell refused to let her stop. Pooja smiled at the cameras. "That's the real Big Brother task, folks." Shonali kept moaning her humiliating race play lines, body twitching through another forced orgasm as the house feed kept rolling.