The week after the “private party” passed in a haze of constant use and escalating depravity.

Rahul had become strangely quiet and obedient. The spiked drink, combined with the shocking visuals of his wife being double-penetrated and covered in cum, had broken his resistance. He no longer protested when Vikram or Sameer openly groped Priya in front of him. In fact, he had started getting hard every time he saw his father’s hand disappear under her saree or when Sameer made her sit on his lap during dinner.