
“Aah Adyant, dheere please,mujhe lag raha hai!"
[Ah Adyant, slowly please, I’m feeling pain!]
Netrakshi let out a muffled cry, her voice trembling under the weight of helplessness and pain.But Adyant was lost in his own twisted euphoria, thrusting into her with animalistic urgency, completely deaf to her pleas.
She clenched her jaw, trying not to scream. The pain had become a familiar ache now, a nightly torment she braced for, but tonight it was unbearable. Each thrust felt like a stab, raw and brutal.
Her wrists trembled as she tried to push him away,summoning the last of her strength. But the moment her hands rose in resistance, Adyant’s expression darkened.
He stopped abruptly, only to slap her across the face with such force that her vision blurred.
“Chup, bhool mat tujhe kis liye laya hu idhar,"
[Quiet. Don’t forget why I brought you here]
He growled, venom dripping from every word. Before she could recover, he gripped both her hands and tied them to the headboard using his tie,tight enough to burn her skin.
"Dobara roka to aur tez karunga, itna tez ki teri jaan nikal jayegi. Teri jaisi bohot aisi auratein hain meri pyaas bujhane ke liye,so consider yourself lucky."
[If you stop me again, I will do it faster, so much faster that you will die. There are many women like you to quench my thirst, so consider yourself lucky]
Her wrists burned, her cheek stung, and tears pooled in her eyes,but none of that compared to the weight in her chest. She stared up at the ceiling, blank and numb, as his fully clothed body pounded into her own exposed one,her nakedness making her feel small, vulnerable and humiliated.
He didnt even bother looking at her face anymore. To him, she was no longer a person,just flesh, just a vessel to use and discard.Every night, this was her reality. He never made love to her. He didn't touch her with care, didn't kiss her gently. He fucked her to break her.
To remind her that she belonged to him, that she was nothing more than a warm body beneath him. A slave in his bed. Netrakshi lay there, bound and broken, trying to escape into the silence of her mind, wishing she could scream, or vanish. But all she could do was close her eyes, and survive the storm that came every night.
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“Please mat maariye mujhe,maine kuch nahi kiya,"
[Please don’t hit me, I didn’t do anything]
Mimamsa pleaded, her voice choked with fear, as her husband thrashed her with a belt. Her cries echoed through the room but fell on deaf ears.
Devansh's eyes blazing,blinded with fury.
"Bohut man hai na tujhe slut banne ka? Bata kyu chipak rahi thi uss madarchod se? Itna chodta hu phir bhi teri garmi nahi jati?"
[You really want to become a slut, don't you? Tell me why were you clinging to that motherfucker? I fuck you so hard but still your body heat doesn't go away]
He hurled the belt aside and stormed toward her. Mimamsa, curled in a corner like a wounded animal, braced for what was next. He yanked her up by her hair, forcing her to stand on unsteady legs.
"Jawab de kyu gayi thi tu uss Nikhil ke paas? Kitni garmi hai tere jism mein?"
[Answer me, why did you go to that Nikhil? How much heat is there in your body?]
He growled, wrapping his hand around her throat. Her vision dimmed with the assault. When he finally let go, she collapsed to the floor, coughing violently.
Devansh stalked the room, fisting his hair, before returning to strike her again, he dug his nails into her arms.She stumbled, lips bleeding, barely standing.
"Mere paas din bhar ka time nahi hai Mimamsa. Jawab de, warna aur maarunga."
[I don't have the whole day's time, Mimansa. Answer me, otherwise I'll beat you more]
Sobbing and hiccuping, she managed,
“Aap jaisa soch rahe hain waisa kuch nahi hai Devansh, main bas chai le ke jaa rahi thi, mera sir ghoomne laga, main girne wali thi tabhi Nikhil ji ne mujhe girne se roka,"
[It's not what you think, Devansh. I was just taking the tea, I started feeling dizzy and was about to fall, that's when Nikhil ji caught me to stop me from falling.]
He seized her hair again, yanking her face close to his.
"Jhooth pe jhooth, teri jaisi characterless aurat maine bohot dekhi hai."
[Lies upon lies, I have seen many characterless women like you]
His words sliced deeper than any slap. Heartbroken and defeated, Mimamsa whispered,
"Aapko jo samajhna hai aap samjhe”
[You can believe whatever you want to believe]
Fury overtook him. He slammed her head against the wall. Her scream rang out.
“Aaj teri jism ki garmi mai mitaunga aur aise mitaunga ki kisi aur ke upar girna kya, dekhne ka himmat tak nahi karegi.”
“Please Vedant, meri help kar do. Agar aap meri madad nahi karenge to meri maa ka ilaaj nahi ho payega,mera unke alawa koi nahi hai."
[Please Vedant, help me. If you don’t help me, I won’t be able to get my mother treated. I have no one else but her]
Her voice cracked midway, the weight of helplessness squeezing her chest. She had never imagined begging like this, folded hands, lowered gaze, pride shattered,but for her mother, she was willing to crawl if needed.
Vedant stared at her for a moment, then an evil smirk slowly curled at the corner of his lips. He stepped out of his car casually, and walked up to her. Without a word, he took her folded hands in his.
A shiver ran down her spine. His touch made her skin crawl, but she didn't move. She didn't dare.
“Samyukta, meri bholi Samyukta,”
[Samyukta, my innocent Samyukta]
He whispered, his voice low and mocking.
“tumhe kitni baar bola hai agar meri madad chahiye to maine jo bola wo tumhe karna hoga."
[How many times have I told you—if you want my help, you’ll have to do exactly what I say]
He leaned in, letting his breath brush against the shell of her ear. Every syllable felt like poison seeping into her soul. Samyukta clenched her jaw tightly, and shut her eyes in silent agony.Vedant's hand, still gripping hers, moved up to her cheek to brush away her tear. The gesture made her stomach churn.
“Batao, abhi bhi samay hai, kya chahiye tumhe?”
[Tell me, there's still time—what do you want?]
He asked, his thumb slowly gliding over her trembling lips.
"Mere sath ek raat aur apni maa ki zindagi ya ma ki maut”
[One night with me—and your mother lives. Refuse, and she dies]
Each word sliced through her like a blade. She stood frozen, disgust and dread battling within her as she felt the weight of the moment crashing down on her shoulders. Her world was spinning,her dignity rumbling.
With a shallow breath Samyukta finally raised her eyes to his,only to meet with a pair of lustful eyes.She knew then that there was no hope, no kindness to be found in him.
“Theek hai Vedant, hum taiyyar hai,”
[Alright Vedant, I'm ready]
She whispered, her voice barely audible.Left with no other choice, she agreed.For Samyukta, her mother was everything. And if losing her virtue meant saving her life, then she would sacrifice herself, her body and soul. But in that moment, a part of her quietly died.
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Brace yourselves—this dark tale is arriving soon
So guys, this was just a glimpse of what’s coming. The story ahead is intense, dark, and heavily abusive in nature. If you’re not comfortable with themes like emotional and physical abuse, manipulation, and toxicity, I sincerely request you not to proceed. Please take care of your mental space before diving in.
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