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They lay down on either side of her, their naked bodies a warm, solid weight against her skin.
Neetu could feel the heat of their bodies, the softness of their skin, the steady thrum of their hearts against her own.
She was trapped.
A beautiful, trembling, almost-naked sacrifice, sandwiched between two naked bodies, a willing victim in a game of forbidden desire.
And as she lay there, her body aching with a need so intense it was almost painful, she knew, with a chilling certainty, that there was no escape.
The night was just getting started.
The silence that followed Neetu's surrender was a living, breathing entity.
It filled the small space of the fort, thick with the scent of their bodies and the raw, untamed energy of their desires.
Neetu lay between them, a trembling sacrifice on the altar of their forbidden game, her heart a frantic drum against her ribs. She could feel the heat radiating from their naked bodies, a stark contrast to the cool air on her own fevered skin.
The only thing separating her from complete, total exposure was the thin, damp fabric of her panties, a flimsy barrier that felt both insignificant and monumental.
Anjali, ever the conductor of their symphony of sin, broke the silence. "Next game," she murmured, her voice a husky whisper that seemed to vibrate through Neetu's very bones. "Same rules. Rock, paper, scissors. Winner takes all."
The suggestion was met with a chorus of ragged breaths and silent, eager nods. It was a ritual now, a seemingly innocent game that held the power to shatter their last remaining inhibitions.
"Alright," Rohan agreed, his voice a low rumble of anticipation.
"One, two, three... shoot!"
Three hands shot out in the dim light. It was a tie between Anjali and Neetu.
"Again," Anjali commanded, her eyes locked on Neetu's.
"One, two, three... shoot!"
This time, Anjali's hand formed a rock, while Neetu's hand formed scissors. Anjali had won. A slow, triumphant, and slightly terrifying smile spread across her face.
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Little sis Anjali



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