Demon, unclean dead thing
Worse, commonplace lord
Unworthy of my affections
You are beneath me
You are my master, my guardian
My warden and my tormentor
My lover and source of ecstasy
Torture, humiliation and pain
My body sings your song
Even as I cry in agony
I am your plaything
To discard or keep in a whim
You are my teacher
I have learned many things
How to feel, how to scream your name
Dishonor, shame and hate
My body may answer your call
But my heart cries in silence
I long to be with you
But the sacrifice is too much
You are nothing to me
But a scourge to be endured
A lust to be indulged
A bittersweet torture to bear
--by Buffenator
A stranger in the village...abducts the girl after killing or putting her guardians to flight, as Krishna did for Rukmini. Being unethical, there is no question of the sacred fire, as in gandharva marriage...
The rakshasa rite is an act of violence and cannot be compared with (the other forms of marriage.) It is quite another matter...."
--Vivaha-Yoga ("Union by Marriage")
Kama Sutra
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Read "Remission" the tale of Angelus and Ramadevi's mutual seduction according to the Rules of Love!