My captors’ imagination in this regard seems hideously boundless. Anyway, it’s not important. If they want to abuse me, I’ll submit to the abuse... If they want to make sexual use of me, I’ll let them. There’s no other way to survive. And one day, when they no longer expect defiance, perhaps Khamûl and I can... She tried to shake her mind free of its sickening capitulation.What’s wrong with me? How can I think this way? Where’s my will to live, to escape my abuse, to walk free, to wreak bloody. Together we, three of us, would sometimes go out on holiday tour to Darjeeling, Puri, Chennai etc. Well, as we did not then plan for a child, Sudeshna used to be on the pill on her unsafe days.Then happened recently some 3 months back an incident which finally led my wife into pregnancy. And the strange part of it that she’s still confused about the biological fatherhood of the embryo in her womb it could be from me, from her senior cousin, Sutanu-da either ! It thus happened that little more. . for old times sake?" You've got to be kidding!" she laughed, stepping away from him. "No way!"He stepped toward her, getting closer than before. He was looking down at her and she could feel his breath on her forehead. "Oh, don't tell me you couldn't use a good fuck... you always liked my cock, I know..."She felt his hand at her waist, caressing her gently. She stood still, wrestling with conflicting emotions, but didn't push him away."Leon..." she said. "Seriously, I don't want to..." Shh,". My memory of it is gone. I don't remember a thing. It's like it never happened to me. All I know is what I've seen in the video on TV." I hope that's enough for them." It will have to be enough, Tyler."Tyler nodded and smiled as he left the room leaving me to look back out the window at the growing mass of fans below. I waved goodbye and returned to the chair at the foot of the bed. The television was still on. One of the local stations had a live truck outside and when their reporter came on.