The next night felt heavier. The Punjab haveli was completely silent after 1 a.m. No one moved upstairs. Chacha’s snores came faint through the walls. Outside, only dogs barked far away in the fields.

Anjali waited in the back room again. Naked. Kneeling on the floor. Hands behind her back like she already knew her place. Her body showed everything from past nights: boobs full of bite marks and bruises, ass dark red and purple from belt, pussy still puffy and leaking a little cum from earlier days.