Aarohi lay on her back in the center of the bed. The sheets were ruined — wet with piss, squirt, cum, sweat, tears. Her body was completely marked. Dark bruises circled her neck like a permanent collar. Red belt stripes crossed her ass and thighs. Bite marks dotted her boobs, stomach, inner thighs. Handprints faded but still visible on her skin. Cum had dried in white lines everywhere. Her pussy was swollen, red, leaking thick cum from all the creampies. Asshole still open and red. Fresh tears ran down her cheeks. She breathed slow and deep. Eyes locked on me — full of love, pain, need.

“Rahul…” she said, voice hoarse from screaming and crying. “This is the last time tonight. Fill me one more time. Come inside me while I say I’m yours forever. Choke me. Bite me. Make me feel it in my soul.”