26-08-2026, 02:31 PM
Meera and Lina were walked out of the first van completely naked.
Meera’s wrists were still zip-tied behind her back.
Two tactical team members held her firmly by the upper arms.
Lina was treated the same way beside her.
The cold night air raised goosebumps across their bare skin.
Meera’s full breasts moved with every step.
The emerald pendant still hung above her clean-shaven pussy, swinging slightly as she walked.Humiliation burned through her.
Other members of the team who were moving equipment or securing the area stopped for a second when the two naked women passed.Their eyes lingered on the perfect curves of both bodies — the soft breasts, the bare mounds between their legs, the way water from the earlier bucket still glistened on their skin.
No one spoke.
They simply looked. Enjoying the view.
A second van was waiting a short distance away.
The two women were pushed inside.
The doors closed.
Meera and Lina sat opposite each other, both bound, both silent behind the tape on their mouths.
They exchanged helpless looks.Neither of them knew what was happening.
After about fifteen minutes the van stopped.
The doors opened.
Two tactical officers climbed in, gripped Lina by the arms, and pulled her out.
The doors slammed shut again.
The van started moving once more.
Another twenty minutes passed.
Meera sat alone now.
Tears kept running down her cheeks, over the edge of the tape, and dripping onto her bare breasts.
Her mind raced through every possibility.
Was it Shyam? Is he kidnapping me, then why ?
Or is it Raghav, he used me to feel my boobs. He knows may be he can have one last round with me.
Or was it Ajay himself… Ajay and Navya… Is he angry at me for fuckign with Prince what if this is a revenge for that. What if he comes to know what I did to both Vikram and Shankar. If he knows that it is definitely him.
She tried to scream again, but only muffled, broken sounds came out. Finally the van stopped. The back doors opened.
Shyam climbed inside alone and closed the doors behind him.
He looked at Meera’s tear-streaked face, her naked, bound body, and the pure confusion and anger in her eyes.
He spoke quietly but clearly.
“I had to do this for your safety.
To protect your identity.
If I didn’t arrest you, they would understand your involvement immediately.
This way they will assume you were also taken with them.
Even if they somehow get out later… you will still be safe.”
Meera stared at him, chest rising and falling hard, tears still falling.Meera felt a wave of pure relief wash through her as Shyam’s words sank in.Everything she had imagined in the last fifteen minutes — betrayal, kidnapping, abandonment — suddenly felt like a waste of tears.
Shyam stepped closer and gently hugged her.
Then he cut the zip-ties on her wrists and carefully peeled the tape from her mouth.
The moment her hands were free and her mouth was clear, Meera slapped him hard across the face.
Meera’s wrists were still zip-tied behind her back.
Two tactical team members held her firmly by the upper arms.
Lina was treated the same way beside her.
The cold night air raised goosebumps across their bare skin.
Meera’s full breasts moved with every step.
The emerald pendant still hung above her clean-shaven pussy, swinging slightly as she walked.Humiliation burned through her.
Other members of the team who were moving equipment or securing the area stopped for a second when the two naked women passed.Their eyes lingered on the perfect curves of both bodies — the soft breasts, the bare mounds between their legs, the way water from the earlier bucket still glistened on their skin.
No one spoke.
They simply looked. Enjoying the view.
A second van was waiting a short distance away.
The two women were pushed inside.
The doors closed.
Meera and Lina sat opposite each other, both bound, both silent behind the tape on their mouths.
They exchanged helpless looks.Neither of them knew what was happening.
After about fifteen minutes the van stopped.
The doors opened.
Two tactical officers climbed in, gripped Lina by the arms, and pulled her out.
The doors slammed shut again.
The van started moving once more.
Another twenty minutes passed.
Meera sat alone now.
Tears kept running down her cheeks, over the edge of the tape, and dripping onto her bare breasts.
Her mind raced through every possibility.
Was it Shyam? Is he kidnapping me, then why ?
Or is it Raghav, he used me to feel my boobs. He knows may be he can have one last round with me.
Or was it Ajay himself… Ajay and Navya… Is he angry at me for fuckign with Prince what if this is a revenge for that. What if he comes to know what I did to both Vikram and Shankar. If he knows that it is definitely him.
She tried to scream again, but only muffled, broken sounds came out. Finally the van stopped. The back doors opened.
Shyam climbed inside alone and closed the doors behind him.
He looked at Meera’s tear-streaked face, her naked, bound body, and the pure confusion and anger in her eyes.
He spoke quietly but clearly.
“I had to do this for your safety.
To protect your identity.
If I didn’t arrest you, they would understand your involvement immediately.
This way they will assume you were also taken with them.
Even if they somehow get out later… you will still be safe.”
Meera stared at him, chest rising and falling hard, tears still falling.Meera felt a wave of pure relief wash through her as Shyam’s words sank in.Everything she had imagined in the last fifteen minutes — betrayal, kidnapping, abandonment — suddenly felt like a waste of tears.
Shyam stepped closer and gently hugged her.
Then he cut the zip-ties on her wrists and carefully peeled the tape from her mouth.
The moment her hands were free and her mouth was clear, Meera slapped him hard across the face.
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