Village meets city love

chapter 14 - Punishing Lavanya

In their bedroom later that night, tension hung heavy in the air as Varun and Lavanya found themselves locked in yet another argument. Words were exchanged, sharp and hurtful, each one digging deeper into the wounds of their fractured relationship.

As the argument escalated, Varun's frustration reached a boiling point. In a moment of misguided dominance, he pulled Lavanya close, his kiss rough and forceful, a misguided attempt to assert control.

The sudden intensity of Varun's actions left Lavanya stunned, her heart pounding with a mix of confusion and fear. She tried to push him away, to make him understand that his behavior was unacceptable, but Varun's grip only tightened, his hold on her unyielding.

His hand raised to tore lavanya dress squeeze her breast bite the right side nipple with his sharp teeth leaving lavanya as crying mess giving a strong pinch to left side nipple
Leaving his mark on her showing whom he is to her

He pulled her hair and forced on to sit her keens and at the same time unzipped his pant
His erect rod came into her view before gasped left from her mouth. He forced his length in her mouth.

He moaned.

He took her in brutal chokes.

Lavanya begging voice vibration in his length.
He is busy brutally fucked her mouth without any second pause.

After his release , pushed her in bed harder and started to thrust her without lubricant make it harder for lavanya.

He was thrusting harder and deeper than usual. Lavanya thought she can handle it' but after a while it started feeling too personal. As if she was being punished for something. There was so much rage in every thrust and he made sure she felt every blow by pinning her hands firmly to the bed and lavanya couldn't close her legs. She told him he was in too deep (it felt a bit uncomfortable) and he responded by going deeper. They had always shared a ridiculous amount of eye contact, but as she looked into his eyes, all she could discern no emotion. He was just hellbent on seeing her reaction to every thrust, on exercising his power over her, showing her that if he wanted to he could hurt me. Punishing her.

As the night wore on, Lavanya lay in bed, feeling numb and vulnerable, the memory of Varun's roughness lingering on her mind like a bitter taste. She couldn't help but wonder how they had reached this point, where love had been replaced by anger and aggression.

The next morning, as the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Varun woke up with a heavy weight on his conscience. The events of the previous week weighed heavily on his mind, filling him with a deep sense of shame and regret.

As he watched Lavanya sleeping beside him, her peaceful expression belying the turmoil within, Varun felt a pang of guilt pierce his heart. He knew he had crossed a line with his actions, and he was ashamed of himself for letting his anger get the best of him.

With a heavy sigh, Varun reached out to gently stroke Lavanya's hair, his touch tentative and remorseful. "Lavanya, I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "I know I messed up, and I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I promise to do better. I promise to control my anger and treat you with the love and respect you deserve."

But Lavanya remained silent, her rejection palpable. Varun's heart sank as he realized the depth of the hurt he had inflicted upon her. He longed to reach out to her, to bridge the chasm between them, but he knew that earning her forgiveness would not be easy.With a heavy sigh, Varun resigned himself to the coldness of Lavanya's shoulder, a constant reminder of his wrongdoing. He vowed to do whatever it took to earn back her trust, to prove to her that he was worthy of her love and respect.And as they lay there in silence, the weight of their fractured relationship pressing down upon them, Varun knew that repairing the damage he had caused would be the greatest challenge he had ever faced.

But he was determined to rise to the occasion, to become the husband Lavanya deserved, even if it meant facing his own demons and confronting the darkness within himself.