Henry's face was twisted in a state of extreme, distorted ecstasy. Drenched in sweat, he brought his face inches away from Laboni's. His eyes were clouded with intoxication and a predatory cruelty. He tightened the blue belt around her neck once more, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.
Breaking into a savage laugh, Henry whispered into Laboni's ear:
"This is only the beginning, Laboni. Did you think everything ends within these four walls? The real fun is yet to come. One day, right in front of your precious brother Rehan, I will possess you just like this—in this very state. He will thrash about in his chains, forced to watch with his own eyes how his beloved sister lies broken at my feet."
Laboni closed her eyes in agony. Hearing Rehan's name felt like her soul was being torn apart. Henry gripped her chin firmly and continued:
"When your brother sees that his 'curse' is powerless, he'll have no choice but to descend into madness. I want him to know that I own every brick in this prison, and you are nothing but my favorite captive."
Henry wiped the tears falling from Laboni's cheek with his finger, but his touch felt as searing as fire. Bringing his mouth close to her lips, he said in a demonic tone, "Be ready, Doctor. That day isn't very far away."
The darkness outside the room seemed to thicken. Henry's manic laughter and Laboni's silent screams merged into a terrifying horror. In his dark cell, Rehan rattled his chains and wept, perhaps sensing a dark omen in his subconscious.
Gathering the last of her strength, Laboni tried to crawl away from beneath Henry's hot, sweat-soaked body. She scrambled to a corner of the wall and huddled there, salt tears still streaming down her face. Her entire body bore the marks of humiliation, and the bruise from the blue belt stood out starkly on her neck.
As Laboni tried to distance herself, Henry suddenly became still. He didn't move; instead, with a mysterious smile, he placed his index finger over his lips.
In a chilling, icy whisper, he uttered— "Shhhhh..."
The entire room seemed to freeze into ice in an instant. Henry pushed his disheveled hair back with one hand and spoke again:
"Quiet... not a sound, Laboni. You know, if you press your ear to these prison walls, everything can be heard. If you scream or cry now, the guards outside will think a wild animal has broken into the Superintendent's room. But you aren't an animal; you are my 'Little Doll'."
He began to approach her, step by step. Laboni pressed her back against the wall, shrinking even further. Henry leaned down and whispered into her ear again, "Shhhhh... crying ruins the makeup. When the DIG checks on you tomorrow, you have to remain that 'cute' princess. Remember, one wrong word from you, and it won't take a second for this belt to find its way around your brother's neck."
Henry pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped Laboni's tears, smiling as he did. This smile was far more terrifying than the last because it held no rage—only a cold-blooded, calculated sense of ownership.
Laboni was afraid to even breathe. She realized that Henry had not just shackled her body, but had completely enslaved her mindFour long months passed. Within the four walls of the prison, time seemed to stand still, but the storm raging over Laboni never ceased. These four months were a descent into a dark hell for her.
Henry took his power and depravity to a new level. Every night, the tightening of the blue belt and the dominance of Henry's sweat-soaked body became Laboni's grim reality. She no longer screamed; she no longer cried. She endured every atrocity like a living doll. Henry had broken her so completely that when Laboni stood before a mirror, she could no longer recognize herself.
Four Months of Transformation
Laboni's Condition: Laboni became eerily silent. She was transformed from a doctor into Henry's 'private slave.' The bruises on her body became her daily ornaments. Occasionally, Henry gave her fine clothes and dressed her up, but the dead look in her eyes revealed that the person inside had perished.
Rehan's Condition: Meanwhile, Rehan was kept chained in a dark dungeon. In the last four months, he hadn't seen his sister once. He could only hear the echo of Henry's boots and his demonic laughter in the corridor. Rehan was now borderline insane, muttering curses day and night while clawing at the walls with his fingernails.
Henry's Dominance: Henry became even more reckless. After the DIG's visit, his confidence reached the sky. He began to believe that Laboni was completely under his thumb. He would often make her sit in his office chair while he tortured other prisoners in front of her—just to show her how powerful he was.
One night, Henry entered Laboni's room holding a pair of new silver anklets. Sitting at her feet to put them on, he said:
"Four months have passed, Laboni. You've become like my own breath. Tomorrow morning, I'll give you a surprise. Remember I told you—I would possess you in front of your brother? Tomorrow is that day."
Laboni didn't move. She only traced the mark of the blue belt on her neck with her fingers. A sliver of a cold smile appeared at the corner of her lips, which Henry failed to see. In these four months, Laboni hadn't just suffered; she had patiently observed every single one of Henry's weaknesses. She was no longer that fragile girl.
She thought to herself: "For four months, I've endured the pull of your blue belt, Henry. Tomorrow, when you bring Rehan, my curse and the debt of your sins will be settled together."
The Breaking Point
The next day at 1:00 PM, the prison was filled with a stifling heat and a heavy silence. In his office, Henry lost his temper with Laboni over a trivial matter. Blinded by rage, he struck her across the face so hard that she lost her balance and crashed onto the floor.
As Laboni lay groaning in pain, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, Henry approached with bloodshot eyes. He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her face up.
Henry: (In a piercing tone) "Your courage has grown too much in four months, hasn't it? Did you think because I was pampering you, you could walk all over me? Today, I will crush your defiance. Remember tonight? Tonight, I will finish you right in front of that mad brother of yours. He will see with his own eyes whose feet his sister grovels at."
Laboni broke down in tears. Clinging to Henry's feet from the floor, she began to beg and plead. The suppressed pain and terror of four months overflowed in an instant.
Laboni: (Sobbing) "No! No, Henry Saheb, I beg of you! Do whatever you want to me, kill me, but please don't do this in front of Rehan! He won't be able to bear it. He will truly go mad. You have me, do whatever you wish, but don't show my brother this hell!"
Henry felt a sadistic pleasure seeing her helplessness. He burst into a demonic laugh, enjoying her weeping. He stepped on her hand with his heavy boot and said:
"The more you refuse, the more fun I'll have. Your tears and your brother's screams—tonight will be the most memorable night in this prison. Be ready, Doctor!"
Henry stormed out. Laboni lay on the floor, crying motionless. But behind these tears, was there a new plan hidden? Or was she truly about to face her ultimate humiliation?
The Night of Horror
It was late at night. Only the sound of Henry's boots and the jingle of Laboni's anklets echoed in the corridor. Henry twisted Laboni's hand and dragged her toward the dark cell where Rehan had been imprisoned for four months.
Laboni kept resisting, crying out, "Henry Saheb, please! Don't take me there. I'll listen to everything you say, I'll be your slave for life, just don't let Rehan see this!"
But Henry was possessed by a demon. He dragged her by the hair to the front of Rehan's cell, took the keys from his pocket, and opened the heavy iron door with a creaking sound.
Inside, it was pitch black and smelled of rot. Rehan sat huddled in a corner, bound by chains. Hearing the door, he slowly raised his head. The scar from four months ago was still on his forehead; his face was covered in a beard, and his eyes had sunken deep into his skull.
Henry threw Laboni into the middle of the cell with a shove. Then, he pulled the blue belt from his pocket and erupted in manic laughter.
Henry: (Looking at Rehan) "Hey, you dog! Recognize her? Look, your beloved sister. She's been in my room like this for the last four months. You cursed me, didn't you? Now see with your own eyes how your curse rolls at my feet!"
Rehan couldn't believe his eyes. When he realized it was Laboni, he began to pull at his chains like a madman. Blood began to drip from his wrists.
Rehan: (Screaming in a broken voice) "Let her go! Let her go, you monster! Sister... why are you here? Henry, let my sister go, kill me instead!"
Henry ignored him and lunged at Laboni. He pulled the belt around her neck right before Rehan's eyes. Laboni thrashed in agony, reaching out her hand toward Rehan.
Henry: "Look, Rehan! Look closely! Tonight, in this very room, I will finish her in front of you. You will just stand there and scream!"
Rehan began to bash his head against the wall in madness, while Laboni, lying on the floor, could only whisper, "Rehan, close your eyes... my brother, please close your eyes..."
The Ultimate Desecration
The most horrific sight on earth unfolded before Rehan's eyes. Bound by chains, he screamed against the wall, but the heavy iron wouldn't let him move an inch. Henry showed no mercy. In a state of extreme frenzy, he set upon Laboni, satisfying his demonic lust and vengeance right in front of Rehan.
The air in the dark dungeon grew heavy with Laboni's pitiful cries. She kept reaching for Rehan, but under Henry's heavy weight and the pull of the blue belt, she was utterly helpless. Rehan watched as his sister's honor and her very existence were ground into the dust by this monster.
When Rehan realized he was truly powerless—that he had no strength to do anything—his spirit seemed to vanish. With a soul-shattering scream, he shut his eyes tight. He couldn't bear it anymore. Tears streamed down his face as he muttered through clenched teeth, "God, kill me... make me blind... I can't look anymore!"
But Henry's sadistic celebration did not stop. He broke Laboni completely. Eventually, Laboni's body went still; her calm, cold smile vanished forever. Even with his eyes closed, Rehan felt the room go deathly silent—only the sound of Henry's heavy breathing and the final jingle of Laboni's anklets reached his ears.
Henry stood up, wiping his sweat. Looking at the near-lifeless Laboni, he told Rehan with a sense of demonic satisfaction:
"Why did you close your eyes? Look at what I did to your sister. From now on, you will lie right next to this corpse. This is your punishment."
The Silence of the Grave
As Henry left the room after satisfying his lust, a deathly silence filled the cell. Laboni lay motionless on the floor, no strength left in her body. A light film of water covered her eyes—not flowing down her cheeks, but staying there as a witness to her immense grievance and pain. She stared blankly at the ceiling; there was no spark of life in that gaze, only a profound void.
As Henry locked the chains and walked away, he gave one last roar of laughter that echoed down the corridor before fading away.
Rehan was still shivering with his eyes shut. When he sensed the monster was gone, he slowly opened them. In the dim light, he saw his sister's ravaged body on the floor. Her eyes were half-open, and the moisture in them glistened like shards of diamonds in the pale moonlight.
Rehan: (In a very low voice, sobbing) "Sister... speak to me... are you alive?"
Laboni did not answer. That frozen stare pierced Rehan's heart. He realized that while Laboni might be physically alive, her soul had died today. Before leaving, Henry hadn't just finished Laboni; he had obliterated Rehan's very existence as well.
Slowly, Laboni turned her gaze toward Rehan. A single tear finally rolled down. She could only whisper, "Rehan... forgive your unfortunate sister."
Outside, the night wind blew, while inside the prison lay two destroyed lives—a chained, broken brother and a sister scarred by the marks of a blue belt. Henry might think he has won, but he does not know that the tears he drew today will one day drown his empire in ruins..