A few days had passed since the kitchen incident. Ayesha was changing slowly but surely. She now woke up with a strange craving for the salty taste and the full feeling between her legs. Every time Abbu or her bhaiyas looked at her, she blushed and lowered her eyes submissively, her innocent mind twisting their nasty acts into "family pyar aur farz." Abbu's manipulation was working beautifully - constant praise like "Tu hamari perfect beti hai, sirf humare liye bani hai" made her crave their approval more than anything.

One afternoon, when Ammi went to the market with neighbors, the men decided to escalate. They called Ayesha to the living room. "Beta, aaj teri gaand ki training hai Yeh bhi family raaz ka hissa hai, taaki tu