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Rita led the still-blindfolded Nisha through the final corridor and into the large central room of the base.
The moment the door closed behind them, Rita reached up and pulled the black cloth away from Nisha’s eyes.
Bright light flooded her vision.
Nisha blinked hard, disoriented. The room was wide and brightly lit, the walls clean, a massive bed dominating the centre. Standing near it were two men.
Tony, bare-chested, arms folded, watching her with open hunger.
And beside him—Minister Pandey.
Nisha’s mind went white with pure rage.
“You bastard…” Her voice came out low and shaking. “You also joined with them? I can’t leave you. I will send you behind bars. I swear it.”
Pandey only smiled, the expression thick with crude satisfaction. He stepped closer, eyes travelling slowly over her still-damp, naked body—the full breasts, the silver ring glinting in her navel, the swollen, recently-used cunt.
“First you have to escape from here,” he said softly. “You can’t. Today is the second time I am going to have you. I will tear your pussy.”
Tony’s voice joined his, dark and amused.
“And I will tear your ass.”
Both men laughed, the sound low and ugly.
“Today,” Tony added, “you will moan like you never have in your life.”
Rita gave Nisha a light push forward. The two men closed in.
They started with her breasts.