23-06-2026, 11:43 PM
Meera stood shivering on the pool edge, quickly wrapping the thin white towel around her chest. It barely covered her full breasts, the top edge threatening to slip down at any moment. Water still dripped from her hair and body, making the towel cling transparently to her skin.
Kazi, the younger African brother, said something in his native language while looking at her. The group chuckled. Vikram translated with a smirk.
“He said — ‘Why cover up now? We’ve been staring at you for the last ten minutes.I’ve been looking at you this whole time anyway, and it beats having to look at their ugly faces.’ pointing at Shankar and Vikram”
Everyone burst into loud laughter. Prem, Shalini, the Prince, and even Shankar joined in. Meera’s face turned deep red with embarrassment. She pulled the towel tighter around her chest, feeling utterly humiliated. The joke stung because it was true — she had been lying there topless for who knows how long while they all stared.
Prince Tau Mpanda smiled kindly and poured a full glass of whisky, handing it to her.
“Drink this. It will warm you up and calm your nerves. You were very brave tonight.”
Meera, still in shock and grateful to the man who saved her life, accepted the glass and took a big sip. The strong alcohol burned down her throat.
The Prince, along with his brother Kazi and the naked Asian girl, started walking away with Vikram and the others. They disappeared toward the main building, leaving only Meera, Shalini, and Prem near the pool.
Both Prem and Shalini looked genuinely sorry.
“We’re so sorry, Meera,” Shalini said, her own clothes still wet and clinging. “I was just playing around. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
Prem nodded. Shalini said “Dry yourself properly or you’ll catch a fever. Remove that wet panty too — it’s soaked.”
Meera was still dazed from the near-death experience. Without thinking much, she simply nodded and slipped her wet panties down her legs, stepping out of them. She now stood wearing nothing but the thin towel wrapped around her chest. Her smooth, shaved pussy was barely covered by the bottom edge of the towel.
Shalini went inside to fetch dry clothes for her.
Meera sat down on a lounge chair, holding the towel tightly. She felt extremely vulnerable — completely naked underneath in the middle of the party area.
Suddenly, Shankar came rushing out, looking tense.
“We need to leave right now. There’s a problem.”
Meera hesitated. “Sir… I’m not wearing anything except this towel. How can I—”
Shankar cut her off sharply, clearly in no mood for arguments.
“Don’t speak. Just follow me. Unless you want to end up in the station again — this time without a single string of clothes on your body.”
Meera’s heart jumped in fear. She remembered the previous humiliating security officer incident too well. She quickly stood up and followed him, clutching the towel desperately.
The towel kept slipping as she walked hurriedly. She had to keep adjusting it with one hand, her bare thighs and the curve of her ass flashing with every step. Vikram and the others were already walking ahead.
A normal Scorpio with fully tinted glass pulled up suddenly and the vellfire was coming behind that . Meera walked towards the vellfire but Shankar dragged her towards scorpio instead of waiting for the Vellfire.
“Get in!” he ordered and pulled her in forcefully to the car like kidnapping her.
Meera fell into the back seat. As she did, the towel completely came undone and fell to the floor. She was now fully naked inside the moving vehicle. She saw her towel has fallen outside the car.
“Stop the car! My towel—” she cried out.
Shankar was on his phone, speaking angrily to someone. He wasn’t listening. The car sped off, tires screeching. Meera turned back and saw the Vellfire following for a moment before it took the opposite direction at the gate.
She sat there completely naked in the back seat of the Scorpio, one arm trying to cover her breasts and the other between her legs. Her heart pounded with fresh humiliation and fear as the car raced into the night.
Kazi, the younger African brother, said something in his native language while looking at her. The group chuckled. Vikram translated with a smirk.
“He said — ‘Why cover up now? We’ve been staring at you for the last ten minutes.I’ve been looking at you this whole time anyway, and it beats having to look at their ugly faces.’ pointing at Shankar and Vikram”
Everyone burst into loud laughter. Prem, Shalini, the Prince, and even Shankar joined in. Meera’s face turned deep red with embarrassment. She pulled the towel tighter around her chest, feeling utterly humiliated. The joke stung because it was true — she had been lying there topless for who knows how long while they all stared.
Prince Tau Mpanda smiled kindly and poured a full glass of whisky, handing it to her.
“Drink this. It will warm you up and calm your nerves. You were very brave tonight.”
Meera, still in shock and grateful to the man who saved her life, accepted the glass and took a big sip. The strong alcohol burned down her throat.
The Prince, along with his brother Kazi and the naked Asian girl, started walking away with Vikram and the others. They disappeared toward the main building, leaving only Meera, Shalini, and Prem near the pool.
Both Prem and Shalini looked genuinely sorry.
“We’re so sorry, Meera,” Shalini said, her own clothes still wet and clinging. “I was just playing around. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
Prem nodded. Shalini said “Dry yourself properly or you’ll catch a fever. Remove that wet panty too — it’s soaked.”
Meera was still dazed from the near-death experience. Without thinking much, she simply nodded and slipped her wet panties down her legs, stepping out of them. She now stood wearing nothing but the thin towel wrapped around her chest. Her smooth, shaved pussy was barely covered by the bottom edge of the towel.
Shalini went inside to fetch dry clothes for her.
Meera sat down on a lounge chair, holding the towel tightly. She felt extremely vulnerable — completely naked underneath in the middle of the party area.
Suddenly, Shankar came rushing out, looking tense.
“We need to leave right now. There’s a problem.”
Meera hesitated. “Sir… I’m not wearing anything except this towel. How can I—”
Shankar cut her off sharply, clearly in no mood for arguments.
“Don’t speak. Just follow me. Unless you want to end up in the station again — this time without a single string of clothes on your body.”
Meera’s heart jumped in fear. She remembered the previous humiliating security officer incident too well. She quickly stood up and followed him, clutching the towel desperately.
The towel kept slipping as she walked hurriedly. She had to keep adjusting it with one hand, her bare thighs and the curve of her ass flashing with every step. Vikram and the others were already walking ahead.
A normal Scorpio with fully tinted glass pulled up suddenly and the vellfire was coming behind that . Meera walked towards the vellfire but Shankar dragged her towards scorpio instead of waiting for the Vellfire.
“Get in!” he ordered and pulled her in forcefully to the car like kidnapping her.
Meera fell into the back seat. As she did, the towel completely came undone and fell to the floor. She was now fully naked inside the moving vehicle. She saw her towel has fallen outside the car.
“Stop the car! My towel—” she cried out.
Shankar was on his phone, speaking angrily to someone. He wasn’t listening. The car sped off, tires screeching. Meera turned back and saw the Vellfire following for a moment before it took the opposite direction at the gate.
She sat there completely naked in the back seat of the Scorpio, one arm trying to cover her breasts and the other between her legs. Her heart pounded with fresh humiliation and fear as the car raced into the night.
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