The old fort outside Jaipur stood silent under the moon. Ruined walls, broken stairs, dark corners where no lights reached. Tourists came in day. At night – empty, haunted by stories of old kings and their hidden sins. Perfect for Raj’s new game.

They drove in Raj’s black car after midnight. Priya and Sonia in back seat, both dressed as ordered: short red skirts that barely covered asses, sheer black tops with no bras – nipples dark circles under thin cloth, high heels, collars visible now, chains connected to a single leash Raj held like a master with two pets.