Chapter 13

The next morning, Priya awoke on Shehnaz’s apartment floor, her body a canvas of torment. The nose hooks remained embedded in her stretched nostrils, chained to the wall ring, pulling her big, long sexy nose upward into a perpetual piggish snout. Her fair skin around the piercings was bruised purple, the heavy gold rings and septum grommet tugging painfully with every shallow breath. Dried blood flecked her raw nose holes from the plier-plucked hairs, and her 38DD breasts throbbed under the hardened candle wax crusts sealing her nipples. The ass hook still lodged deep in her rectum, its chain linked to the nose setup, kept her arched on all fours, pussy sore from the dildo pounding. Cum from Shehnaz’s final orgasm smeared Priya’s chin, mixed with her own tears.

Shehnaz entered the room, phone in hand, smirking at the bound slave. ‘Raj called. He wants you trained properly now—his favorite way. You’ll learn to cum just from nose hooks, pig. And to seal the deal, I’ve invited your other female friends over for a little show.’ Priya’s eyes widened in horror, but the hooks silenced any protest into a muffled snort. Shehnaz unchained her temporarily, yanking the ass hook out with a wet pop that made Priya yelp, her asshole gaping and twitching.

By afternoon, Shehnaz’s living room buzzed with arrivals. Priya’s old circle—three modern women in their 40s: Aisha, a curvy divorcee in a tight salwar; Meera, a slim office worker with sharp bobbed hair; and Laila, a voluptuous homemaker draped in a saree—had been lured under the pretense of a casual catch-up. They sipped chai on the plush sofas, chatting about life, oblivious at first to the setup. Priya, freshly stripped naked, knelt in the center on a rug, her big ass cheeks marked with handprints and welts, 38DD tits hanging heavy and wax-encrusted.

Shehnaz clapped her hands. ‘Ladies, meet the new Priya—Raj’s personal cow and pig slave.’ Gasps rippled through the room as Shehnaz grabbed the septum leash, jerking Priya’s head up. The heavy chain rattled, stretching her nose taut. ‘Strip her wax off,’ Shehnaz ordered Aisha, who hesitated but complied, peeling the hot remnants from Priya’s nipples with rough tugs. Priya whimpered, the skin beneath red and raw, nipples erect from the pain.