Priya lay awake in the king-sized bed beside Rahul, her body still tingling from the brutal fucking she had received on the dining table earlier that day. Rahul was fast asleep, snoring softly, completely unaware that his father had just filled his new wife’s pussy with thick loads of cum only hours ago.

The mangalsutra between her breasts felt heavier tonight. The sindoor in her hair parting seemed like a cruel joke. She was Rahul’s wife in name… but her body already belonged to someone else.