Clearly, he wasn't looking for her to respond, at least not verbally. She steadied her breathing, trying not to wonder how long this was going to take. After a lengthy stint, he paused again, pulled out. "Turn over. I want to feel you come while I'm inside you."

Kriti shifted as he required, again, focusing on the tilak rather than being forced to look in his eyes. It was an awkward position, her feet on the floor, legs wide and her lower back arched to accommodate it, but she managed. He pushed back inside, then reached down and used both hands to massage her cunt as he fucked her. He apparently now understood how to cause pleasure that would override her anger. "Touch your tits," he ordered, "we're going to be here until you give me what I want."