Forced sex ( 1 )
The air in the bedroom hung thick with resentment. It was their forced honeymoon, a consequence of obligations neither of them had truly wanted. They sat stiffly on the edge of the lumpy mattress, a forced intimacy a palpable barrier between them. Jack, his jaw tight with suppressed anger, abruptly reached out, yanking Avni's pallu from her shoulder. The silk tore slightly as he tossed it carelessly to the floor, a symbolic gesture of discarding any pretense of romance. He then turned to Avni, his eyes hard as he began kissing her face with a brutal intensity. It wasn't a loving gesture, but an act of possession, a claim staked through force. Initially, Avni flinched, her body recoiling from his aggression. But something primal stirred within her, a mixture of fear and a strange, masochistic compliance. She found herself responding, her hands rising to clutch at his hair as she kissed him back, moaning, "Ah, ah, uh, uh, kiss me, Jack..." Their kiss became a battle, ...





























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