Suraj dhalne laga tha, poore sheher par ek narangi roshni chhodi hui thi. Raj ki study ka halka sa andhera unke beech ki gehraiyon ko aur bada raha tha. Unka rishta ek chhupi hui aag jaisa tha—ek professor aur uski student ke beech ek aisi chhupi hui chaahat, jo har hadh todne ko tayyar thi. Aur aaj raat, woh apni is chaahat ko ek naye mod par le jaane wale the—BDSM ki duniya mein.

Diya, ek sharmili magar utsuk ladki, saamne khadi thi. Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha, jaise ek ajeeb si bechaini aur tamanna uske andar machal rahi ho. Usne ek halka silk robe pehna tha, jo dheele se bandha tha, uske naram, mulayam badan ki halki jhalak dete hue. Uske lambe, ghane baal kandhon par bikhar gaye the, aur aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi—dar aur bechaini ka ek ajeeb sa sangam.