Well, a lovely woman made freinds with him over a fortnight and eventually she toom him home to live in with the family as a way of getting rent..Well , soon the rent was paid in kind and the husband was the police chief of the town ..One day he came home and caught them both ..the man , he gave a choice , an "encounter" ie , being taken somewhere and set up and killed by police , or 2 go to jail under a trumped up charge of rape . With Indias court system the way it is he could be there for a very long time before going to trial .

Anyway , he ended up in the jail . No one assisted him and he sank lower and lower , eventually being forced to trade his ass for food with one of the guards , One daqy he noticed an emission from his backside and after a lot of begging the prison doctor told him he had gonnorea of the anus . Of course this might work across to his balls and cock , but at present it was where it was .

The guard who did the job that gave him the pox said "Well, we must do something else to you .." with that he rammed a truncheon up the blokes ass , wiggling it to stimulate his prostate gland , then forcing the bloke to suck off all the guards , for free .

OK soon he had enough and took stock of the situation . He could escape from the place but he was right in the middle of the complex which meant attempting to get out was not easy . He started on his journey one night , inching along a hall he came to three doors , he rested , then he saw the guard that gave him the pox , a huge man , and he wanted some enjoyment , but he also wanted to cause some very serious injury , possibly have some snuff sex . He pulled his night stick out and then advanced , calling for his woman , but not raising the alarm , no this prisoners mine and he will enjoy my attention before he goes out to his eternal escape , the guard thought .

The bloke then opened a door to his left , Inside he saw a bollywood type dancing show going on in what looked like a dining room , with a song and the words buttfuck him oh buttfuck him as the 60 or so convicts danced around . The guard got closer , the second door was opened and there was 3 men behind it , "were going to cut your balls off , were gonna cut your balls off , na na na na na " they said . They were 3 huge heavy fat blokes , over 6 foot tall, with stanlet knives (box cutters) and they were flicking the blades in and out . OK the snuff guard was alomost there , savouring the terror he was causing the bloke as he advanced .. maybe he knew what was behind the two doors ...

The bloke decided , "right im stuffed if I stay here as I am no match for this bloke , and Im stuffed if I take the door to the right as I am going to get 60 Indian cocks up my backside one after the other for days " OK Ill take my chances with option 3 . He went through the door and the three blokes on the other side got ready to do the job they were threatening to do with the boxcutters ready .

The bloke had no weapon except his head . He attempted to get around the men except the grabbed him and forced him down . They then cut away his trousers and undersear , and then they told him in English "See , time to lose it .." as they began to attempt to slice his balls off . Attempt because one of them kept a weapon in his belt , the bloke grabbed the weapon , a box cutter and cut off the first assailents ear , he screamed as the second and third backed up and then rushed the escapee , overwhelming him , but not before getting cut themselves . They then removed his balls slowly and carefully , then they raised the alarm and left the would be escapee lying there in a pool of blood .

The bloke ended up in the infirmary , then he saw a familiar face , it was the coppers wife . She bought food for him until it was time to go back to his cell . He thought no , and soon she came again with razor , clothes and other bits and pieces and got him changed into his salwar kaaamez and other dress , as so he looked like a muslim woman .

The two walked out of the prison totally unimpede , the bloke little knowing what jis real fate was ..He got to the womans house and the husband was there .(OK now you serve me for the rest of your days , you have a good room dowm the back , and you will be treated well , but you must after getting your pox fixed service any of my men who ask , You are my hire tool .

Thats how escapee Australian Tourist ended up just another cheap ball less whore in Mumbai , a city of 22 million people .Every day hed service the squad , all day every day .