He had been drinking heavily and could barely walk. His breath reeked. The odor from his mouth smelled of liquor and something Bindu could not identif.... Bindu was terrified by Mangat’s condition. In spite of her fear, she somehow helped her husband undress and lie on the bed. He was deeply under the influence of whisky. ‘Kamoo… …. Kamoo.’ Bindu heard these words slowly come from Mangat’s lips. She was shocked to hear Kamoo’s name from Mangat. Kamoo was a local whore. She had burned many. Paul rarely beats me. He exerts his dominance in other ways.He knows that beating is not the only way to cause pain, sometimes unbearablepain. Pain limited only by his imagination, and he has a wide and variedimagination. But he rarely beats me. When I go to Mr. Marshall?s I know I will be beaten. That isthe one common denominator in all my visits. And I will be beaten hard, way beyondany pleasure, way beyond any limit. That is my fear. Mr. Marshall?s palatial mansion is only three blocks. More

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