Riya was gasping, her body trembling from the 'Saza'. Her breasts were covered in teeth marks and her Choot was aching from the rough treatment of her Sasur. But the night of 'Seva' was just beginning.
Pratap Singh stood up, his face glistening with Riya's juices. He reached for the silver bowl again and picked the Second Slip. He unfolded it and started laughing—a deep, guttural sound that chilled Riya to the bone.






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