Payu cowered in the corner, his eyes wide with fear as his father loomed over him, the belts cracking ominously in his hands. "You're just like your mother," his father sneered, spittle flying from his lips. "Weak, useless, and good for nothing." He raised the belts, and Payu flinched, expecting the familiar sting of leather on his skin. But just as the belts were about to come down, a loud knock at the door interrupted the scene..."Who's there?",shouted his dad."I think I am free today," Payu whispered to himself... but not more than 5 minutes did his dad return after having a conversation with whoever was in front of the door.

Payu screamed as the belt cracked against his skin, the pain searing through his tiny body. He tried to beg for mercy, but his voice was hoarse from crying. His father's face was twisted in a drunken rage, his eyes bloodshot and unforgiving. The belt came down again and again, each strike leaving a fiery trail of pain across Payu's back and legs. Just when it seemed like the beating would never stop, Payu's father suddenly stumbled, the belt slipping from his grasp. He crashed to the floor, unconscious, exhausted from his own rage...

As the morning light crept through the small window, Payu's eyes fluttered open, his body aching from the beating and the uncomfortable position he'd been tied in. He looked around the room, his gaze falling on his father, who was still lying on the floor, snoring loudly. Payu's heart sank, realizing he was still tied up and at his father's mercy. He lay there, frozen with fear, waiting for his father to wake up and untie him. But as the minutes ticked by, Payu's bladder began to protest, and he felt a growing sense of desperation. Would his father ever wake up and release him, or would he be stuck there, helpless and humiliated, for hours to come?

As the hours passed, Payu's discomfort turned to distress. He needed to use the bathroom desperately, but he was still tied up, unable to move. His father remained unconscious, oblivious to Payu's plight. Payu's throat was parched, and his body ached from the beating and the awkward position. He began to worry that he might be stuck there forever, or at least until his father woke up. But what if his father didn't wake up? What if he had drunk himself into a coma, or worse? Payu's mind racing with fear, he realized he might have to rely on himself to escape...

Payu's eyes welled up with tears as he realized the gravity of his situation. He was completely helpless, unable to move or free himself. His feet were tied together, and his hands were bound behind his back. He was at the mercy of his father, who was still unconscious on the floor. Payu's bladder was about to burst, and he felt a wave of humiliation wash over him. He was trapped, alone, and scared, with no way to escape or even call for help...

Payu's eyes lit up with relief as he heard the door open and his friend, Rohan, walk in. Rohan's eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene before him. He saw Payu tied up on the floor, his father unconscious nearby, and his expression darkened with concern. "Payu, what happened?" Rohan rushed over to his friend, quickly assessing the situation. He saw the belts tied around Payu's wrists and ankles and his eyes narrowed in anger. Without hesitation, Rohan began to untie Payu, his hands moving swiftly and carefully to release his friend from his restraints...

As the belts fell away, Payu felt a surge of relief wash over him. He was finally free. Rohan helped him sit up, and Payu rubbed his sore wrists, trying to get the circulation back. Rohan's eyes scanned Payu's body, taking in the bruises and welts from the beating. His expression turned grim, and he muttered a curse under his breath. "We need to get you out of here," Rohan said, his voice low and urgent. "Now." Payu nodded, still trying to process what had just happened. Rohan helped him stand up, and they both looked over at Payu's father, who was still lying unconscious on the floor. For a moment, they just stood there, frozen in uncertainty...

As they walked to Rohan's house, Payu felt a sense of relief wash over him. He was safe now, away from his father's wrath. Rohan's house was just a few streets away, and they walked in silence, Payu's eyes fixed on the ground. When they arrived, Rohan's mother, Mrs. Kumar, greeted them warmly. She was a kind-hearted woman with a warm smile, and Payu had always felt welcome in her home. "Payu, beta, what happened?" she asked, her eyes scanning his bruised face. Rohan quickly filled her in on the situation, and Mrs. Kumar's expression turned stern. "You're staying here with us tonight, Payu," she said firmly. "We'll figure out what to do next in the morning." Payu nodded gratefully, feeling a sense of gratitude towards the Kumar's...

Payu spent the night with his friend and his family, as Rohan's mom took care of the bruises on his skin.

The next morning,as Rohan and Payu approached their home, Payu's father was sitting on the couch, looking surprisingly calm and composed. He even forced a weak smile, which made Payu's instincts scream in warning. "Hey, son," he said, his voice dripping with insincerity. "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I was just really stressed out, and I took it out on you. It won't happen again." Payu's eyes narrowed, unsure of what to make of his father's sudden change in behavior. Rohan, sensing Payu's unease, gave him a reassuring nod before turning to leave. "I'll catch you later, Payu," he said, his eyes flicking warily towards Payu's father. Then he left.

As Rohan turned to leave, Payu's father's mask of calmness slipped, revealing a sinister grin. "You think you're so smart, don't you?" he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Running to your friend's house, thinking you can escape me?" Payu's heart sank, and he took a step back, his eyes fixed on his father's menacing gaze. "You're going to pay for your disobedience, Payu," his father growled, his fists clenched. "And this time, no one will be there to save you..."

Payu's voice trembled as he spoke, his eyes brimming with tears. "Daddy, please no... I'm sorry... Please." He took a step back, his hands raised in a defensive gesture, as if anticipating another blow. His father's expression darkened, his face reddening with rage. "You think a simple apology will fix everything?" he spat, his voice venomous. "You think you can just waltz in here and expect me to forgive you?" Payu's eyes widened in terror as his father took a menacing step closer...

Payu's father's hand flashed out, striking Payu across the face with a loud crack. Payu's head snapped back, and he stumbled, losing his balance. He fell hard onto the floor, his vision blurring. He cried out in pain and fear, covering his face with his hands. His father stood over him, his chest heaving with rage, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're nothing but a disappointment, Payu," he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "You're a waste of space, and you'll never be good enough..."

Payu's father grasped his hair, yanking him to his feet. Payu's scalp screamed in agony as he was dragged across the room. His father slammed his forehead into the wall with a sickening crunch. Payu's vision exploded into a kaleidoscope of colors, and he felt a warm, sticky liquid oozing down his face. He stumbled, his legs buckling beneath him. As he looked down, he saw the blood pooling on the floor, and a chill ran down his spine. He knew he was in grave danger. His father's eyes were filled with a murderous rage, and Payu realized that he might not survive the night...

Payu's father dragged him to his room, his hands and feet bound by rope. Payu struggled and kicked, but his father's grip was too strong. He was thrown onto the bed, his bound limbs splayed awkwardly. His father loomed over him, a belt clutched in his fist. "You're going to pay for your disobedience," he hissed, his eyes blazing with fury. The belt whistled through the air, striking Payu's back with a loud crack. Payu screamed, his body arching in agony. The belt fell again and again, each stroke leaving a fiery trail of pain across Payu's skin. He begged for mercy, but his father showed none... Payu's whole body is immensed in pain. He heard nothing except the whooping sounds made by the belt as it strikes his half dead body.