The courtyard was now a theatre of absolute degradation. Riya was dragged to the central wooden pillar, her pale, bruised body a stark contrast to the dark, weathered wood. The women attendants took thick hemp ropes and tied her wrists high above her head. Her heavy, bitten breasts were thrust forward, and her legs were pulled apart and tied to the base of the pillar, leaving her Choot wide open and vulnerable to the humid morning air.
"Since the city raand didn't satisfy the Master's marks, she must be seasoned," Sumitra, her Saas, announced to the gathering men.
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