Meera's eyes fluttered open to the harsh morning light filtering through the ornate windows. Her entire body ached, a constant reminder of the previous night's defilement. As she tried to move, a sharp pain shot through her nipples - the clamps were still attached, now cruelly tight after hours of continuous wear. Between her legs, the string of pearls shifted, sending jolts of both pain and unwanted pleasure through her.

"Uth ja raand," Rajveer's voice cut through her haze. He was already dressed in traditional attire, sitting at the dining table and sipping tea. "Aaj se teri naukri shuru. Nashta banana aur nangi hoke serve kar."