Raj took Shalini out from the bathroom and dragging her brought her to the living room. The living room’s atmosphere now into a terrifying and intoxicating 'bondage' game had changed. Raj Shalini’s half-dead body, which even now from the bathroom’s coldness and the ass’s that pain was trembling, on the sofa’s leather mercilessly slammed. He her wet red sateen saree’s pallu in his fist gripped and in one single savage jerk pulled it, with a 'char-char' sound the saree’s shreds flew. Now on her body only the blouse’s some pieces and the petticoat’s one torn strip hanging was, which on her fair skin Raj’s hands’ blue marks even more prominent was making.