Love Ruins

Sonia can feel Tushar’s constant, volcanic eruption-like stare on her scrumptious mango-like body.
She felt the whip of a hard thick iron rod as the leather belt lashed her body, tearing up her soft skin; blood spatters like showers hop out of a sparkler gone crazy.
Sonia felt his words, brutish and raspy, a monster hammering her soul as her body flung into the air, kicked with a maddening rage that defines the vicious incident.
She is bearing Tushar because of her love for him.
Only in love, she enjoys to surrenders & turns herself into a puppet.

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