IN HOSPITAL
CH 1
All characters are above 18 years old.
INSIDE THE HOSPITAL
CH-1 THE FIRST VISIT
Day 1
9:13 a.m.
I was feeling a lot of weakness in my body, and yes, I was still a virgin. I had uncontrolled anger and got transferred at my job due to shouting at my female manager. I lacked interest in my life as I now had to stay away from my family. I took a two-day medical leave from the office.
I decided to go to a nearby government hospital. After a long wait in line to get my card made, I finally got my turn. When I entered the doctor’s cabin, I saw a beautiful female doctor in her mid-30s. She was wearing a tight top and short jeans that barely covered her thighs not an attire that doctors usually have, I fell in love with her body. Her boobs were maybe B34. I was lost in these thoughts, and no doubt, my tool had reached the size of 6 inches.
The doctor called my name again and again. I realized I was daydreaming and, without wasting any time, sat on the seat in front of her desk. She asked me what my problem was. I told her that I felt tired and lacked interest in life and had anger issues. After hearing my concerns, the second doctor, who was junior to my crush and also a female, laughed. I had not noticed her existence as I could not take my eyes off my new crush’s cleavage.
The doctor told me to go behind the green curtain as she wanted to check me. She first checked my throat.
“Good,” she said.
She checked my chest with her stethoscope. I loved her touch on my chest.
“Good,” she said.
She pressed my stomach with her fingers and said, “Good.”
She then remarked, “Your upper body has no problem. Maybe something is wrong down there.”
Her mention was enough to make my dick rise again, which had turned down moments ago. She said, “Lower your jeans and underwear,” which I did suddenly. She smiled at my erection and grabbed my testes for 8-9 seconds. I was on cloud nine by then.
“Ummm, maybe I should recommend a scrotal ultrasound,” she said to herself.
She then said, “Checkup over, dress up and come out.”
I dressed and she wrote an ultrasound and some blood tests on my card. She said to come with the reports. I thanked her and came out of the room. The sudden transfer of my body from the cold room to the dry room gave me a headache. I saw her card and found out her name was ‘Shweta’ (I will now mention her by this name) from her signature. I was fantasizing about her body and her pink lips as my turn came in the ultrasound room. Coincidentally, a female attendee was on duty.
I gave her my card. She said, “Remove your lower clothes and lay down,” which I did. My cock was still erect. She said this test could be done when the patient is not aroused. She asked me to go jerk off in the washroom.
The hallways of the hospital seemed to stretch endlessly as I navigated my way to the men’s washroom, clutching my growing sense of embarrassment and urgency. The stark white tiles reflected the harsh fluorescent lights above, casting a clinical glow on everything.
Upon entering the washroom, the strong scent of disinfectant hit me, mingling with the faint mustiness of old plumbing. The cleaner, a woman in her early 30s, was diligently mopping the floor. She wore a simple night suit, her back to me as she scrubbed at a particularly stubborn stain.
“Excuse me,” I muttered, my voice barely audible over the swish of her mop.
She turned briefly, her face expressionless. “You can go ahead and urinate,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone, her accent thick and her words clipped. “I won’t look. Just need to finish this quickly.”
My heart pounded as I stepped towards the urinal, the cleaner continuing her work just a few feet away unaware of my intentions. The intimacy of the space and her nonchalant attitude created a bizarre juxtaposition. I tried to focus on the task at hand, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the exam room and Dr. Swetha’s touch.
Steeling myself, I turned slightly to see the cleaner’s backside. Her night suit clung to her curves, the fabric taut across her hips, her ass was big and would give any man a hard-on. The sight sent a surge of arousal through me, my body responding instinctively. I tried to be discreet, but the urgency of my situation demanded action.
Taking a deep breath, I unzipped my pants and began to jerk off, my eyes locked onto the cleaner’s form. She moved with a rhythmic precision, oblivious to my actions. The forbidden nature of what I was doing only heightened my arousal.
The cleaner continued her work, her movements fluid and practiced. She hummed softly to herself, a tune I couldn’t quite place but which added an oddly domestic feel to the otherwise clinical setting. I quickened my pace, the friction sending waves of pleasure through my body.
Moments later, I reached my climax, stifling a moan as I released my pent-up tension. I felt a mix of relief and shame wash over me. I quickly cleaned myself up, hoping the cleaner hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary.
With my composure somewhat restored, I zipped up and hurried back to the ultrasound room. The female attendant awaited my return, her expression professional and detached. I lay down on the examination table, my mind still reeling from the bizarre and illicit encounter.
The ultrasound and blood tests were over quickly, the cold gel and the probe a stark contrast to the heat I had felt moments before. The attendant handed me the results, her demeanor efficient and business-like.
Clutching the papers, I made my way back to Dr. Swetha’s cabin, my heart still racing. The incident in the washroom lingered in my mind, a strange blend of guilt and exhilaration. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something had irrevocably changed, setting the stage for whatever was to come next in this peculiar journey.
Ch 2 The Hall
2:01 p.m.
Once I returned to her cabin, Dr. Swetha was not there. Instead, her junior was looking at me, smiling, and said, “She has gone home.”
Her junior asked for my card, which I gave. “Ummmm, your ultrasound and tests seem fine. Wait, it says ‘high testosterone and low cortisol.’ Do you have high anger issues?”
“Yeah, you are right,” I remarked.
“Can you show your dick once?” I was not expecting the word “dick” from a doctor. She did this without asking me to go behind the green curtain. She was in mid 20s and her name was Harshita, and she was a size 36C with a medium ass. She was wearing a salwar-kameez (traditional Indian dress). When I lowered my pants, no doubt I had an erection. I was standing too close to her seat, and my dick suddenly rose, erect, close to her lips. She suddenly pushed me and slapped my face hard.
“Don’t be a pervert,you should have standed at a comfortable distance,” she said.
I vowed to avenge her slap and settle the scores in my mind. She then told me she was in no mood to check me and asked me to come back tomorrow and meet Swetha Mam.
Day 2
10:23 a.m.
I went to her cabin again today. Besides Swetha, instead of Harshita, there was another female junior doctor in her early 20s. Swetha said, “Payal, will you mind seeing this case?”
Telling about Payal, she was in her mid 20s, wearing a knee-length skirt, her size was 34A maybe.
“No problem, mam,” she replied.
I sat in the seat in front of her, and similarly, she told me to lower my pants, which I did. This time, I was conscious not to stand close to her before lowering my pants. My tool was, no doubt, again hard. She did not show any reaction and grabbed my dick with one hand and my testes with the other.
“Umm, it seems there’s swelling there,” she said.
She pressed my dick too hard, and I got more aroused and orgasmed cum on her face. She laughed and asked me not to worry. She grabbed napkins from her bag and passed me one to clean my dick.
“So caring,” I remarked.
She then said, “I need to discuss your case with Swetha mam.”
“Fine,” I said.
I was still standing with my jeans removed. After a while, Payal said the swelling was due to high testosterone, and it is very, very rare for something like this to happen. She then saw I was bottomless. She laughed and said, “You can get clothed again,” and laughed.
Swetha interrupted and said to me, “Don’t worry, we will find a cure.”
She excused herself and went outside to the female washroom. A male cleaner was cleaning the washroom. Swetha shouted, “Go out and ask a female to clean it.” She went inside, locked the door, slipped down her short jeans and panties, and sat on the toilet seat. Her breath quickened as her fingers slipped into her pussy and dialed a phone number.
“Hello? Yes, it’s me,” she spoke softly into the phone, her voice laced with urgency. “Mam, we’ve got a possible test object to work on for our project. Remember the approval we received from the high court?”
As she spoke, she started to rub herself slowly, her thoughts consumed by the patient she had just examined. “He’s unique…very unique. High testosterone levels and a rare condition. I think he could be perfect for our study.”
A voice on the other end responded, “Is he compliant? Can we proceed without complications?”
Swetha let out a soft moan, trying to maintain her composure. “Yes, I believe so. He’s curious and willing to cooperate. I’ll admit him into the special hall later today.”
“Good. Keep me updated. And make sure he understands the terms of the study.”
“I will,” she replied, her breath hitching as she increased the pressure of her fingers. “I’ll make sure he understands everything. He’s… interesting, and I want to ensure he’s comfortable.”
After a moment of silence, the voice said, “You know the rules, Swetha. We need to adhere to the protocols strictly. Any deviation could lead to issues.”
“Yes, yes, I know,” she replied quickly, her voice slightly breathy. “I won’t let anything go wrong. Just trust me.”
With that, she hung up the phone, her body trembling slightly from the thrill of the conversation and her orgasm. After cleaning her wet vagina, she quickly composed herself, pulling up her panties and adjusting her shorts before stepping back into the cabin, her mind racing with possibilities for the next steps of their project.
I was still standing there. She said, “Sorry to say, but we will have to admit you.” I felt good as I would be able to put in more medical leave. She took me through an empty corridor (there was not a single patient in that corridor; maybe it was a hidden place as the entrance to that place is a single door that is always locked) to an empty hall. The suffocation in that hall was enough to tell me that nobody had been here for months. In the hall, there was a mini kitchen, an attached washroom, a bed, 4-5 chairs, and the rest was empty space. She turned on the fan and A.C. and passed me a diary. It was titled “Law Book.” I opened it, and it had many rules, which I am briefing below:
1. You can do anything legal or illegal in this hall (excluding murder or giving serious injuries) by just writing it in this diary. E.g., if you want to kiss a girl (even if she is not willing) inside the hall, just write, “I want to kiss her,”. She cannot report it to the police.
2. The law written can only be broken inside the hall.
3. If you want to give up ownership, just call Swetha and ask her for a memory erase pill.
4. There was a print of a document saying “Approved by High Court for educational and experimental purposes.”
I waited till evening 7:30 p.m.
Swetha brought a lady (named Smairya) who was the same one cleaning the men’s washroom the day before. Swetha said, “Smairya will be living here for 2 days,” and tossed a pen to me to write in the diary.
I clicked the diary’s pics in my phone and kept my phone back.
Her body- Smairya in her late 20s, her size D20.
CHAPTER 3 – Dominion and Defiance
Day 3
12:43 p.m.
I wanted to try the diary , I remembered Shweta sending Smairya to live here. Today she had wore a t-shirt and jeans. I decided to test my powers on Smairya.
I wrote in the diary: “I want to kiss Smairya.” As I approached her, a wicked smirk came on my face, Smairya started to realize what was coming. Her eyes widened in fear, but she knew she couldn’t stop me. The hall’s rules were absolute.
“Smairya,” I said softly, stepping closer. “I’ve written in the diary. I want to kiss you.”
She nodded, a mix of fear and resignation in her eyes. “I know,” she replied, her voice trembling.
I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. The kiss was rough and aggressive, reflecting my desire to dominate her. She whimpered slightly, but didn’t resist, understanding that the diary’s power meant her consent was irrelevant.
When I pulled away, I could see the fear in her eyes. I opened the diary again and wrote: “I can do anything with Smairya.”
She glanced at the diary, then back at me, realizing the extent of my intentions. Panic set in, and she made a desperate dash for the door. But I was faster. I grabbed her hair and yanked her back violently.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I snarled, dragging her back to the center of the hall.
“Please, don’t do this,” she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. “You don’t have to be like this.”
Ignoring her, I forced her to sit down. My anger from the past day surged as I raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face. The sound echoed through the hall, and she cried out, clutching her cheek.
“That’s for trying to escape,” I said coldly, watching her with a mixture of satisfaction and anger.
Smairya looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears and fear. She didn’t dare move, knowing that any resistance would only provoke more violence.
“You belong to me here,” I said, tightening my grip on her hair. “And you’ll do exactly what I say.”
She nodded, her body trembling. I could see the defeat in her eyes, the understanding that she had no choice but to submit to my will. The power of the diary meant she was entirely at my mercy, and I intended to make full use of it.
As I stood over her, a dark satisfaction filled me. The hall’s rules gave me absolute control, and I reveled in the dominance I held over Smairya. I leaned in closer, whispering in her ear, “You will learn to obey me, no matter what it takes.”
Smairya sobbed quietly, the reality of her situation sinking in. I knew she understood that any attempt to resist or escape would be met with more violence.
Smairya, realizing the futility of resistance, accepted her fate. I wrote in the diary that I wanted to strip her, and began to do so. Smairya, with no choice but to comply, offered her body.
My eyes lingered on Smairya’s neck, her collarbone, and the curve of her shoulders. I reached out, my fingers lightly brushing her skin. She shivered but didn’t pull away.
I moved my hand to the back of her neck, gently pulling her closer. Our lips met, and I kissed her deeply, my desire evident in the way I claimed her mouth. Smairya’s breath hitched, her body responding to my touch.
With deliberate movements, I began to pull up Smairya’s t-shirt. She was resisting and her unwilingless glittered in her eyes , my hands roamed over her exposed skin. I pushed the fabric over her head and torn it and made it fall to the floor. My fingers traced the lace of her bra, teasingly slipping beneath it.
Smairya gasped as I cupped her breast, my thumb brushing over her nipple. She arched into my touch, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. I followed the path of my hands with my lips, kissing and nibbling at her sensitive skin.
I unhooked her bra, tearing it away to reveal her breasts. My mouth was on her instantly, sucking and licking her nipples until she moaned softly. I smiled against her skin, my hands moving to the waistband of her jeans.
With a swift motion, I unbuttoned her jeans and torn them down her legs. Smairya stepped out of them, standing before me in just her panties. My eyes darkened with desire as I took in the sight of her nearly naked body.
I pulled her back down onto the bed, positioning her beneath me. My hands were everywhere, exploring, caressing, dominating. Smairya’s hands clutched at my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin. I slapped her face twice leaving my hand impressions on her cheek
I hooked my fingers into the sides of her panties, tearing them down her legs and tossing them aside. I pressed a kiss to her vagina then another, moving closer to her center. Smairya’s legs trembled as I parted her thighs, my mouth descending on her with a hunger that made her cry out.
She was lost in the sensation, her body writhing beneath me. I didn’t relent, my tongue and fingers working in tandem to drive her to the edge. When she finally came, it was with a scream that echoed through the room.
Breathing heavily, I moved up her body, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. I undressed quickly, shedding my clothes until I was as naked as she was. Smairya’s eyes were wet of tears as I positioned myself between her legs, my erection pressing against her slick entrance.
But I paused, savoring the moment. The room was filled with the sound of our heavy breathing, made me wild. My dominance was evident in every move, every kiss. I was about to put my dick inside her . But I heard the noise of door opening. It was Harshita standing.
Meanwhile, Dr. Shweta, watching the entire scene unfold through hidden cameras inside her cabin felt a surge of arousal. As she observed me asserting my dominance over Smairya, her own fingers found their way inside her shorts, seeking pleasure. She murmured to herself, “This is exactly what I wanted.” The sight of Smairya’s resistance and my unyielding control thrilled her. She leaned back in her chair, her breathing becoming more rapid as her fingers moved faster, imagining herself in Smairya’s place.
Her eyes were glued to the screen, drinking in every detail. She watched as I firmly undressed Smairya, who reluctantly accepted her fate, knowing the power of the diary. The mixture of resistance and submission only heightened Shweta’s arousal. Her orgasm was just about to pop up but suddenly, the door to the hall burst open, and Harshita entered with a bodyguard. Shweta’s eyes widened in shock and frustration. “What a disturbance,” she muttered, her moment of pleasure interrupted.
1:26 p.m.
Harshita stormed into the hall, her face a mask of anger. “What are you doing?” she shouted, her voice echoing in the large room. The bodyguard moved swiftly towards me, pulling me away from Smairya.
“You pervert,” Harshita spat, slapping me hard across the face. She didn’t stop there; she punched me in the stomach and kicked me in the balls, making me double over in pain. “If you ever do something like this again, the bodyguard will kill you,” she threatened, her eyes blazing with fury.
Harshita then pulled out her own Law Book, showing it to me. “This book allows me to do more than yours,” she said with a cold smile. “So don’t even think about trying anything again.”
Shweta, still watching from her office, felt a mix of emotions. Her arousal had been replaced by frustration and anger but she said to herself now ,”Now he will find a way to avenge Harshita, Let the fun be doubled” and laughed loudly and unmiserably.
Harshita helped nude Smairya to stand up and requested her that she need not stay here. Harshita did not cared about giving her clothes. Smairya saw her clothes were torn by my dominace. Harshita said her,” You go, I will teach him some more lesson.
Smairya torn the curtain from the window and used it to cover her body and went out , Harshita had permitted her 2 day leave due to injurings she got.
Shweta adjusted her clothes as her pleasure was interrupted and turned off her LED , few moments later Payal entered her cabin and told Shweta that Smariya has told her everything what your test object did and asked,”What is need of all this madam ?”
CH – 4 Lines of Consent
2:00 p.m.
Payal looked at Dr. Swetha with concern, her brow furrowed. “But Swetha, this could give Smairya lifelong trauma! Don’t you see what he tried to do? He practically raped her!”
Dr. Swetha’s smile faded slightly as she considered Payal’s concern. “I understand your worries, Payal, but you must realize that Smairya agreed to this arrangement. The nature of our study means that once she stepped into this hall, she relinquished certain rights, including the ability to withdraw without consequence.
We are not here to cause permanent harm, but rather to explore the darker aspects of human behavior in a controlled environment. It may seem harsh, but the objective is to gather data on power dynamics and psychological responses. Yes, there’s a risk of trauma, but we believe the potential insights are worth it.
After all, this is an experiment designed to understand the boundaries of consent and control. It’s a delicate balance, and while I do take your concerns seriously, I also believe that sometimes, to gain knowledge, we must push the limits of what is comfortable.”
“But will Smairya still be part of this experiment?” Payal asked, her tone more insistent. “She shouldn’t have to endure this!”
Swetha crossed her arms, a hint of frustration in her eyes. “After what Harshita did, she is out, Payal,” she replied, her tone shifting to one of resolution.
She paused, letting her words sink in before adding, “But you should know that Smairya was compensated for her participation. She was given 20,000 rupees for her consent. This was never meant to be a one-sided ordeal. She agreed to this with full knowledge of the situation, believing it would benefit her in some way.”
Swetha’s gaze hardened slightly. “While I appreciate your concern for her well-being, we must also recognize that she made a choice. It’s easy to see this from the outside, but we can’t overlook the fact that she accepted the terms of the experiment. We can’t shield everyone from every potential outcome. Sometimes, people need to confront their fears to grow.”
Swetha’s tone softened again as she continued, “I truly hope she finds a way to process this, but it’s also part of life’s complexities.”
Payal crossed her arms, disbelief etched on her face. “But is what he’s doing not wrong, Swetha? He’s abusing the power he has over her!”
Dr. Swetha’s expression hardened, her eyes narrowing. “You don’t understand, Payal. Power dynamics are complex, and sometimes what appears to be wrong can lead to deeper insights. Besides, there’s something about his assertiveness that is… intriguing. He’s not just some weak-willed individual; he has a certain dominance that captivates.”
Payal shook her head in frustration. “But at what cost, Swetha? You can’t just overlook the damage he’s causing!”
Dr. Swetha’s lips curled into a faint smirk, her anger momentarily replaced by a hint of admiration. “I know you’re concerned, but sometimes we need to embrace the chaos to truly understand human nature. It’s more than just an experiment for me; it’s about exploring the darker sides of desire. And he certainly knows how to stir things up.”
“Maybe I was overthinking too much, anyone would have did this if they had the power and Smairya definitely would have considered it before consenting?” Payal thought, her mind racing with confusion. She maybe internally had a little crush on him and was convinced what I doing was somewhat fine.
As the sounds of Harshita’s furious assault echoed through the corridor, Payal and Swetha turned their attention and turned on the LED to the hidden camera feed. The screen displayed Harshita’s relentless punishment of the protagonist. Harshita had him bent over, his hands braced against the floor, and she was furiously spanking him with his own belt. Each strike resonated with a sharp crack, highlighting her anger and the intensity of the moment.
Payal’s eyes widened in shock. “This is going too far,” she said, her voice laced with concern.
Swetha’s expression hardened as she watched the scene unfold. Her initial shock turned into a resolute determination. “I’m not going to let this continue,” she declared. “I need to intervene.”
Without waiting for Payal’s response, Swetha straightened her posture and headed toward the hall. Her mind was set; despite the severity of the situation with Smairya, she was not about to let the protagonist be punished further in such a manner. She wanted to maintain control over the situation and assert her own authority.
Payal looked on Swetha as she moved toward the hall, ready to confront Harshita and end the punishment. The scene in the camera feed continued to display Harshita’s unyielding discipline, the tension palpable as Swetha prepared to step in.
Payal was still in deep though thinking, Is Swetha supporting him?Does she like him? Do I also like him? Why I did not supported Smairya more and just considered anyone would have done this ? Has Harshita gone too far?
On the other hand Smairya reached her home just wearing the curtain and said to herself that she was not expecting this to escalating to sex. She had planned to escape the hall as it was a only route to save herself but she did not knew my reflexes were fast enough to catch her. She wanted to plan revenge with Shweta.
CHAPTER 5 Breaking Boundaries
2:35 p.m.
Swetha hurried to the hall, her heart pounding as she heard the sharp cracks of a belt hitting flesh. Her eyes widened when she saw me, completely nude, bent over, and being spanked by Harshita. Determined to stop the madness, Swetha rushed forward.
“Harshita, stop this right now!” Swetha shouted, trying to shield me.
I, wincing in pain, turned his head towards Swetha. “Please, Swetha, help me! This has gone too far!”
Before Harshita could react, Swetha’s phone rang. It was the main leader of the experiment, the same person she had spoken to in the washroom. Swetha answered, trying to maintain her composure.
“Swetha,” the voice on the other end said, “I see you’ve reached the hall. I hope Lakshya(my real name which was not revealed by now) is holding up. Expect something unexpected soon.”
The call ended abruptly, leaving Swetha more anxious. Harshita, noticing Swetha’s distraction, seized the moment. With a swift motion, she tore Swetha’s top off, revealing her bra. Swetha gasped, trying to cover herself, but Harshita was relentless.
“Stop it, Harshita,why you did this to me!” Swetha cried, struggling against her.
Harshita ignored her pleas, tore Swetha’s bra and letting it fall to the floor. Swetha’s face turned red with blushing, but Harshita wasn’t finished. She torn down Swetha’s shorts, followed by tearing her panties, leaving Swetha completely nude. Harshita then grabbed the belt and began spanking Swetha, each strike echoing in the hall.
“You think you can stop this, Swetha?” Harshita taunted. “You’re just as much a part of this experiment as he is, The leader gave me a diary as well.” Shows her diary to her.
I was no doubt aroused seeing my crush nude.
She had spanked her only twice but suddenly, the hospital’s loudspeaker crackled to life. The Director of Hospital (DOD) spoke clearly, his voice echoing throughout the building. “Attention all staff and patients. Due to an emergency, no doctor or patient can remain in the hospital except for Dr. Swetha, Dr. Payal, Dr.Harshita, and Lakshya. All other staff must leave immediately. Also for the kind information all the clothes and other which can be potentially used are locked in the store room, So mind saving your clothes from tearing ” and chuckles into the mic.
At that moment, the bodyguard, sensing the escalating danger and realizing his name was not on the list, quickly left the hall. Harshita, feeling exposed and vulnerable, dashed outside and ran to the stairs to an unknown floor of the six-story building to hide, knowing that Swetha and Lakshya could catch her if she stayed.
Payal on the third floor of the building in the Swetha’s cabin saw realized she was wearing a frock with no undergarments also seeing the two’s condition without thinking rushed to help them.
I, seeing Swetha on the ground, quickly helped her up, grabbing her hand. “Are you okay, Swetha?”
Swetha nodded, trying to steady herself. “I’m fine, Lakshya. But you are not.”
“How do you know my name, I asked” to Swetha.
“The phone caller told me your name and your reaction confirms it is indeed your name.”
I was internally shocked but still I did not mind her knowing my name. It was not worth hiding my name anymore as the leader must have already told this to Harshita. I was also shocked as Swetha did not mind my erection seeing her. I had deduced that she likes me.
Swetha was confused why I registered myself with a false name, which was (earlier not mentioned) Raj.
Swetha had kept a first aid kit in the hall and said , “ I barely got two spanks but you got so many, I have kept a first aid kit, you can use it.
I requested, “Swetha, can you please apply some bandages on my butt? It is really difficult for me to do so.”
Swetha, trying to lighten the mood, chuckled. “Sure, Lakshya. Let’s take care of those wounds.”
As Swetha carefully applied the bandages,I winced a few times but managed to smile. “Well, this is definitely not how I imagined today would go.”
Without Swetha’s consent, I decided to bandage her ass too.
My touch shaked her body and she suddenly turned looking to my eyes.
Swetha said, “I didn’t consent to that, but I like that you care for me.”
CHAPTER 6 The Price of Revenge
4:41 p.m.
Payal entered the hall covered in sweat as lift was out of order, so using stairs caused so long for her to come, her eyes widening at the sight of Lakshya and Swetha both nude. She was worried and shocked, especially seeing Lakshya’s obvious arousal.
“What happened here?” Payal demanded, disbelief in her voice.
Swetha tried to laugh it off, though she was still shaking. “Don’t worry, Payal. It’s normal for a guy to react like that when he sees a hot nude lady.”
Lakshya smirked, “Maybe you should join us, Payal. We could use some excitement.”
Payal rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed. “Very funny, Raj. This is not a joke!”
Swetha, still tending to my wounds, added, “Payal,his real name is Lakshya! You should try to relax.”
“Relax? You’re both nude in a hospital!” Payal shook her head, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Lakshya, feeling bolder, continued to flirt. “You know, Payal, you’re pretty cute when you’re angry.”
Payal glared at him, but Swetha just grinned. “What’s wrong with having a little fun?”
Lakshya added, looking at Swetha, “Your body is very beautiful without clothes adds .” and grabbed her ass tighly as I had already understood she liked me.
Swetha, feeling a strange spark from the words and touch instead of getting angry at the inappropriate comment, looked into Lakshya’s eyes. “You know, I really like you, Lakshya.”
Payal crossed her arms, her expression serious. “Swetha, you’re a mid-30s woman interested in a guy who’s a decade younger than you. This is getting out of hand! And didn’t you see he was flirting with me and lied his name?”
Swetha laughed, “What’s wrong with a little age gap?”
Payal shook her head, still trying to process everything. “I can’t believe you both. This is so childish!”
Payal decides that there will be surely something that can be used to cover us, She found that torn clothes were of no use and went out to find something. She found that all the rooms were locked and the corridor were clearly filtered as it was a pre-made plan.
On the other hand, Swetha felt aroused from Lakshya’s touch decided to go to washroom to relief herself.
Lakshya felt that diary was of no use outside the hall.
Harshita is seen killing time in the unknown room’s patient bed and had locked the doors,scrolling reels and for first time she waswearing only bikini in the hospital. There is a bunch of keys,her belt,salwaar and kameez(dress) lying on the bed besides her waiting for the emergency to be over.
Smairya had designed her plan and made a team consisting three men besides her, one of them was himself a cleaner to whom Swetha shouted before. She had made a way to sneak into the hospital and they hid in the female washroom and tried to think how to capture Swetha.
But coincidentally, Swetha entered the same washroom, the team was in. Seeing Swetha, Smairya demanded sudden action and the men captured Swetha and hitting her hard in the face during the process, They managed to find an unlocked room which was left unlocked by Harshita as she decided to change her room. Her belt was lying below the bed as she forgot it there. Swetha was made to lay on the bed.
This is when there plan started. The men suddenly stripped nude and forced her to perform oral sex on them one by one ,they paced up and started deepthroat. Swetha was choking and gagging, tears streaming down her face, but the men were laughing on her as she choked. They grabbed her breasts tightly and fondled them roughly, causing Swetha to moan and orgasm despite herself. They started slapping her violently on her face, then her ass and finally her vagina.
Then they took turns fucking her vagina after 2 hours,Smairya asked them to violent her anus and fucked her anally which continued for 1 hour.
Smairya laughed and jeered as she recorded the whole scenario on her phone. She wanted to make sure that Swetha would never forget this moment of humiliation. But what she didn’t realize was that Swetha was a woman with submissive desires. She actually enjoyed being dominated by men.
In the end, Smairya decided to take things one step further. She stripped herself naked by stripdancing in front of swetha’s crying face and stripping t-shirt then jeans then panty and sat on her face forcing Swetha to lick her pussy. Swetha hesitated at first, but then she gave in to her desires and started to enjoy herself. Smairya was too obsessed with her revenge to notice, and she continued to mock Swetha, unaware that Swetha was finding pleasure in her humiliation.
When it was all over, Swetha was covered in cum all over her body and pains but she wore a satisfied smile on her face.
8 p.m.
Whereas in the hall we were tensed that it is over 3 hours and Swetha has not returned, Payal joked “Maybe she is trying to find something to cover herself so you do not make your dick erect seeing her.”
I replied, “I can still get erection if she is wearing her clothes too.” I decided to check in the washroom. I went and soon entered the washroom which was more probable that she entered, I saw on the wall a unique pink colour in shape of lip. It took me only a moment to realize that it was Swetha’s lips ,I understoof that someone slapped her and her face collided with the wall.
I also found a necklace lying on the floor, and it was a necklace Smairya was wearing on that day. I rushed back to my hall.
I said, “Payal, Smairya has entered the hospital and has probably kidnapped Shweta as a revenge.” I furthur added, It is probable that she is in the hospital itself and Smairya would have made a team to take revenge”, “I am too tired to find her, so I request you to find her”
Payal again laughed and said , “Don’t worry she will certainly return and is surely doing what I thought”.
I decided that I go to find her after a little nap but I slept in the sound sleep as it was already 8:00 p.m. Payal also slept on the double bed besides me.
CHAPTER 7 – The Turn of the Tide
DAY 4
8:03 a.m.
Payal woke up before me and was shocked to see that Swetha was not here. She decides to find her before I wake up and was thinking if my deduction was true.
She casually decided to go search on 6th floor first where the team was already hiding.
There in the room they had already started the second session with Swetha, assaulting her violently as the day before.
Payal heard the noice of Smairya laughing on that room and soon Payal sneaked to the room’s window and shocked to find that Swetha was being fucked in her both hole with a dick in her mouth too. She had already fainted by now and was fully covered in cum.
Payal decided to inform me first before taking any action.
She woke me up and told me the whole story
9:07 a.m.
I already told her that she was kidnapped but did not helped me then but it is said “It is better to be late then never.”
I devised a plan within minutes and asked, “Payal are you sure there is no clothes in this building”.
“As far as I am checked, no clothes are there and all the rooms are locked”.She replied
“Then I want you to give me your clothes.” I demanded
“What!” she replied.
“Yeah! You heard it right” and I told her the entire plan
After few minutes of thinking she got convinced and gave me her frock. I had to wear it as it was my plan. She applied some makeup on my face, gave me her hat and wore a spectacles.
I was no doubt again aroused seeing Payal nude.
Payal had saw my erection. “ They will recognise you seeing your bulge”
“Do not worry I will go washroom and jerk off” I replied shyly.
“We do not that much time, let me help you”.
Payal looked up at me with a seductive smile and then leaned in closer. She pulled out my hard cock. Before I could even react, Payal began to give me a blowjob, swirling her tongue around the tip and taking me deep into her mouth.
I let out a moan of pleasure as Payal continued to suck me off. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I would never forget it.
Finally, Payal brought me to the brink of orgasm and then pulled back, a devilish grin on her face.
“Now you are ready to go”. She said with a smile.
“You also need to come soon”. As you know my plan.
Payal made the breakfast for us.
10:00 a.m.
Disguised, I approach the room.I heard Smairya say “This is what happens when you mess with me, Swetha. You’re nothing but a plaything. Enjoy your new role, slut.” Disguised, I approach the room.
One of Smairya’s men spots me.
“Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?”
I (in a higher pitch): “I… I was looking for Swetha. I heard she was in here.”
“Oh, really? Smairya, we have a visitor.”
Smairya steps forward, eyeing me suspiciously.
“Who sent you?” Smairya asks me
“I’m just a friend. Please, let me see her.” I said
“Check her out. Make sure she’s not a threat.”
Two gang members approach me, but as they get close, my training kicks in. I swiftly disarm one, taking him down with a series of precise moves, then kick the second one in the gut, sending him to the floor.
“What the hell—” Smairya said
My eyes burn with anger. The adrenaline from my rage gives me an almost superhuman strength as I move to take down the remaining men.
“You bastards will pay for what you did to Swetha!” I said
The remaining men, realizing they’re outmatched, flee the scene, leaving Smairya alone with me.
Smairya, now standing defenseless, stares back at me, a mix of fear and defiance in her eyes. Seeing opportunity she threw the clothes she had from the window.
“You think you can scare me? This is far from over, Lakshya.” Smairya said.
My rage still burns as I rush to Swetha, who’s starting to stir.
“Swetha, I’m here. You’re safe now.” I said
Swetha, still weak, manages a faint smile, her eyes filled with gratitude.
“Thank you, Lakshya…”. She said.
Swetha, drenched in cum, pulls me close and kisses me very hard on the lips. I respond passionately, feeling her desperation and relief in the kiss.Smairya sees it as a perfect opportunity to flee but Just then, Payal arrives.
“Smairya, you’re not going anywhere!” Payal said
She grabs Smairya’hairs , stopping her from escaping, and ties her to the bed.
I (pulling away from Swetha): “Payal, good timing. We need to make sure Smairya doesn’t cause any more trouble.”
Swetha, still clutching me, looks at Smairya with a mix of anger and satisfaction
Smairya glares at all of us, but her defiance seems to waver as she realizes the tables have turned.
CHAPTER 8
I removed my frock(Payal’s) and gave it to Swetha to wear.
Swetha having difficult to speak still says, “ I love you , you can use my body whenever you want even now”
I replied, “ No need for that you need to recover first.” and I added , “ Payal,we need to take Smairya into the hall so we can give her the necessary punishment.
As we approached the lift, the tension in the air was palpable. We needed to get to the basement to deliver Smairya to the hall and ensure she received the punishment she deserved. Payal was dragging the chair where Smairya was tied, and I was helping Swetha move, her body still weak from the ordeal.
The lift, which had been out of order earlier, suddenly chimed. The doors slid open, and to our shock, a motorcycle roared out from within. A young girl, barely more than a teenager, rode the bike. She was dressed in a tight black shirt and black jeans, her outfit matching the sleek, dark motorcycle she straddled. Her presence was imposing despite her youth.
The girl dismounted, her boots clicking against the floor as she approached us with a confident stride. In one swift motion, she pulled out a pistol and pointed it directly at us. Without a word, she fired a shot into the ceiling, the sound echoing throughout the hallway. The message was clear: this was no bluff.
“Let her go,” the girl ordered, her voice cold and authoritative. “Now.”
I hesitated, looking at Payal, who was equally stunned. Swetha, still leaning on me for support, could barely keep her eyes open, let alone understand what was happening. The girl, noticing our hesitation, stepped closer, her pistol still trained on us.
“I said, let her go!” she repeated, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Reluctantly, Payal moved to untie Smairya. As soon as the knots were loosened, Smairya wasted no time. She bolted from the chair, stumbling slightly as she rushed out of the hospital, her naked figure disappearing into the darkness outside.
The girl watched her go, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. Then she turned her attention back to us. She holstered her pistol and crossed her arms, studying us with a keen eye.
“I’m Maya,the main leader and funder of the experiment.” she finally said, her voice a mix of youth and authority. “I’m in charge of this case now. The rules have changed.”
Swetha stirred beside me, trying to focus on the girl in front of us. “Oh,you are barely 18 years old.?” she managed to ask, her voice weak.
Maya’s expression softened slightly as she looked at Swetha. “You’ve been through a lot, Dr. Swetha. You’re suspended from the experiment until you’re fully recovered and yes I turned 18 yesterday only.”
Swetha nodded, too exhausted to argue.
Maya then turned her gaze to me, her eyes narrowing slightly as she pointed to her bike and then to the space between her legs. “Your final goal, Lakshya, is here. You need to reach it if you want to win.”
The implication was clear, and the weight of the situation settled heavily on me. This was no ordinary game anymore, and Maya was no ordinary opponent.
Maya called a number on her phone and spoke, “ Harshita, can you write on your diary, Smairya can do anything with Swetha in your diary, Please.” (
On the other end of phone. Harshita who had changed her room was laying on her bed wearing her salwar kameez and her undergarments were lying on her bed. Quickly opened the diary and wrote it.
Maya cut the call and spoke, “Lakshya her diary works in the whole hospital unlike yours” and added ,” Swetha you can go home and Lakshya you are ordered not to help her.
Swetha hearing the order left the hospital crawling on her hands and legs in no time located where Smairya threw the clothes and wore them reaching her home without any turmoil.
She filled up her tub and submerged herself in it for 30 seconds so that cum on her body gets clean. After which she feels energetic and says “ CLEAN NOW” and slept on her bed possibly fantasizing me.
In the hospital, me and Payal were standing nude, Maya says, “ I need some entertainment.”
She orders me, “ Fuck Payal, now” and points her gun to me.
I had no choice to do to fuck her. This thought made me suddenly aroused and erected me to 6 inches.
Maya says, “ Very Nice and took out her phone to record it.”
Without a word, Payal dropped to her knees in front of me. She looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye before wrapping her lips around my hard cock. I gasped as she took me in, her mouth warm and wet. She sucked me gently, teasingly, before picking up the pace. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensation of her mouth on me.
Before I knew it, I was cumming, my body trembling with pleasure. Payal swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving mine. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was, watching her take such pleasure in pleasuring me.
I pulled Payal to her feet, my hands exploring every inch of her body. I kissed her deeply, our tongues intertwined, before moving down to her breasts. I took one nipple in my mouth, sucking and biting gently, before moving to the other. Payal moaned with pleasure, her hands gripping my shoulders.
Maya responds, “ Very nice, I am enjoying it”.
I continued my descent, kissing and licking my way down her stomach until I reached her wet and waiting vagina. I spread her legs wider, eager to taste her. I licked her slowly at first, savoring her unique flavor. Payal’s moans grew louder, her hips bucking against my face. I quickened my pace, licking and sucking her clit until she came, her body trembling with pleasure.
I stood up, my cock hard and ready once again. Payal looked up at me, her eyes heavy with desire. I helped her to her hands and knees, positioning her on the floor like a dog in heat. I entered her from behind, sinking deep inside her wet and welcoming vagina. We moved together, our bodies in perfect sync.
The next 40 minutes were a blur of pleasure and passion. I fucked Payal hard and deep, my hips slapping against her ass. She moaned and writhed beneath me, meeting me thrust for thrust. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my balls tightening with each thrust.
Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I came inside Payal, my body shuddering with pleasure. She milked every last drop from me, her pussy tightening around my cock. We collapsed onto the floor, our bodies slick with sweat and cum.
We lay there for what seemed like hours, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I looked over at Payal, her eyes closed in contentment. I knew in that moment that I had never loved her more.
Maya said, She enjoyed seeing it and used the lift to take her motorcycle back and says, “ Emergency ending tomorrow morning 8:00 a.m.” and left.
I and Payal laid down on the floor resting till it was evening. We reached the hall and Payal cooked some food which we ate.
“Finally the emergency was ending.”
DAY 5
Swetha had called a gynecologist female doctor which on seeing her vagina and ass said, “ Do not worry Swetha, I will recommend you some painkillers and a cream to apply you on your vagina and you should be better in two days”
“See you later Swetha said”. She had recovered mentally but waited till she was physically healthy.
There in the hall
Lakshya: (breaking the silence) So… about what happened yesterday. I’ve been thinking about it a lot.
Payal: (fidgeting) Um, can we not talk about it? I’m really not comfortable discussing it.
Lakshya: (pausing) Yeah, I get that. But it feels like it’s important to acknowledge, you know?
Payal: (shaking her head) I really think it’s best if we just ignore it and move on.
Lakshya: (nodding slowly) Okay, I understand. I just wanted to check in with you.
CHAPTER 9- The Hidden Blueprint
10 a.m.
As the emergency came to an end, the hospital slowly buzzed back to life with patients returning and doctors resuming their duties. I could sense the tension in the air, especially as a new figure emerged in the scene—a young doctor named Vanita. She carried herself with an air of confidence, and it was clear she had some authority, though I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was puppet to Maya.
“Payal,” Vanita called out as she approached us, her voice firm yet smooth. “I need your assistance in seeing patients. We’re short-staffed, and I’m counting on you.”
Payal looked at me, her expression a mix of confusion and reluctance. “Uh, can I get some clothes first? We were just… caught in a bit of a situation,” she said, glancing down at our current state of undress.
Vanita raised an eyebrow, her gaze unwavering. “Request it from someone else. You both are not allowed to leave the hospital, even after the emergency is over. You’ll have to make do until I say otherwise, Maya mam have told me to say this to you both.”
The implication was clear. We were still trapped in this twisted game, with no real freedom or control over our lives. Payal sighed, frustration evident on her face. “Great,” she muttered under her breath.
I could feel the tension rise between us as Vanita turned to lead Payal away. “Let’s go,” she said, her tone brooking no argument.
As they walked away, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the real chaos was only just beginning, and our fate was still in the hands of those who held power over us.
Payal stepped out of the hall, her heart racing as she felt the cool air against her bare skin. The realization of her nudity washed over her like a wave, igniting a mix of vulnerability and defiance within her. Each step she took echoed in her mind, amplifying her awareness of being exposed, yet somehow liberated.
As she moved through the hospital corridors, the stares of passing staff and patients felt like burning embers, igniting her cheeks with embarrassment. A knot formed in her stomach, a cocktail of shame and empowerment swirling together. She couldn’t shake off the feeling of being an object of scrutiny, yet part of her found an unexpected thrill in the attention.
She mentally steeled herself, reminding herself that she had no choice in this situation. She had to endure this humiliation for now, to survive and find a way out of this nightmare. With each passing moment, she focused on the rhythm of her heartbeat, using it as a mantra to keep her grounded.
When Vanita ordered her “you need to dance here where you are clearly visible to most of the people if you do not follow I have to call Maya then.”
A fresh wave of anxiety surged through her. The command felt both degrading and oddly exhilarating. It was a challenge, an opportunity to reclaim some semblance of control over her body. Despite her discomfort, she decided to channel her emotions into the dance, allowing the music to guide her movements as she fought against the vulnerability that threatened to overwhelm her.
As she danced, Payal felt a surge of confidence begin to replace her initial hesitation. She embraced the rhythm, letting her body flow in time with the beat, using the dance as an outlet for her emotions. In that moment, she found a fleeting sense of empowerment amidst the chaos. Though she was nude, exposed for all to see, she transformed her vulnerability into strength, reminding herself that she was more than just her circumstances.
As Payal continued to dance, lost in her thoughts and emotions, she caught sight of a female staff member approaching her. The woman, with a sympathetic smile, held out a set of clothes— a long t-shirt and undergarments.
“Here, you can wear this,” she said softly, her voice reassuring. “I thought you might need something to cover up.”
Payal felt a wave of relief wash over her. Gratefully, she took the tshirt and quickly slipped it over her head, the soft fabric providing a much-needed sense of comfort and modesty. The gown hung loosely on her, offering a small semblance of normalcy in the chaotic environment.
“Thank you so much,” Payal said, her voice filled with genuine gratitude. “I really appreciate it.”
The staff member nodded, her eyes filled with understanding. “Just hang in there. It will get better,” she said before moving on, leaving Payal feeling a little more grounded.
As she adjusted the clothes, Payal couldn’t help but feel a flicker of hope. This small act of kindness reminded her that there were still people who cared, and it gave her the strength to face whatever challenges lay ahead. With the gown now providing a layer of protection, she felt a renewed sense of determination to navigate the trials that awaited her in the hospital.
She was now ready to work with her new senior Vanita instead of Swetha. There in the hall, Lakshya was planning something in the hall.
Vanita instead of requesting says,“Bitch! Bring me a cup of tea”.
Payal have to just follow her orders as she knew the consequences.
There in the hospital my plan was about to get started, I took out my phone and messaged someone, “Hope you are fine”.
And I remember what I planned on the first day after Harshita slapped me, As I made my way out of the hospital, the weight of the day’s events lingered heavily in my mind. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that everything was spiraling out of control. It was then that I passed by the Director’s room, the door slightly ajar, and voices drifted out. Curiosity got the better of me, and I leaned closer, straining to listen.
“…the diary is crucial for controlling the situation.Also, We can’t let anyone else find out about the emergency,” the Director’s voice was low but urgent.
Maya’s voice, sharp and clear, replied, “We have to keep it under wraps. Smairya has consented that test subject could do whatever he wants and we need to ensure no one interferes except Harshita. We can’t let anyone know the truth behind this experiment.”
My heart raced as I pieced together their words. The diary? I had to find out more.I had heard them discussing the rules and also about special diary which is more powerful then me and will be given to Harshita.
I quickly headed home, adrenaline surging through me. I needed to speak with Jai. He was resourceful, and if anyone could help me navigate this mess, it was him.
When I arrived, I found him lounging on the couch, engrossed in a game on his phone. “Lakshya! What’s up?” he greeted, looking up as I entered.
“Jai, we need to talk. It’s serious,” I replied, my tone leaving no room for doubt.
He paused the game, sensing my urgency. “What’s going on?”
“I overheard something at the hospital. There’s a lot more happening than we realize—something about a diary and this emergency. We need to do something before it’s too late,” I explained, pacing the room.
Jai’s brows furrowed. “A diary? What’s that got to do with anything?”
I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. “I think I will be getting diary tommorow and will be kept in hall with Smairya, After I start using Smariya there Harshita will interfere and a 2 day emergency will be imposed and I,Harshita and Swetha could not leave.(I was not knowing about clothes rules and neither Payal at that time).
I said to him, “ You will be coming to meet me in the male’s washroom of the basement and bring the things I am telling.” and added, “ You should come when I send you code message, ‘Hope you are fine’.
11:47 a.m.
Now after I retrieved my thoughts, I knew Jai will be coming and reply when he reaches, he reached and reply, ‘I am fine but are you?’.
I rushed to the washroom and there Jai was surprised to see me nude, I did not had time to explain and told him, “ Give me clothes I asked you in the things I asked.” I quickly wore t-shirt and shorts feeling more comfortable than ever before. I said take the bag and follow the plan as discussed . If something wrong happens, message the code word and meet me here again.
Jai was only hoping that my plans succeed and he climbs the stair to the ground floor to make his card made. He gave his fake name ‘Raj’ as planned. My plan involved him faking to be a patient.
CHAPTER 10
2:01 p.m.
Jai after getting the card, reached on the 4th floor where Harshita’s duty was there. Outside her cabin, the bodyguard was standing and keeping the eye if any danger is there or not.
Jai did not seemed to be a danger to him and allowed him to enter. Jai told Harshita that he have cough and fever. Jai wanted an opportunity to distract her to make the plan work.
But luckily, Harshita got call from Maya and she excused Jai and went out.
Jai taking the advantage and switched Harshita’s diary with a fake one. He had created a fake diary seeing the photos I sent him immediately after receiving the diary.
Harshita came and wrote some medications and Jai came back to basement and handed me the diary.
I asked Jai that he should stay in hospital somewhere else than here.
I called Swetha, “Hey,how you doing my girl”.
Swetha said, “I am fine but why you called me”.
I said, “Can you please share me Smairya’s contact number please”.
She shared me the number without thinking. I used voice changer to sound like Harshita to her.
I called her and said, “ Hey Smairya do you remember Maya saving you”.
She asked, “ Are you Harshita speaking, I cannot fully recognise your voice from the phone.”
“Yes, I am Harshita, I wanted to meet you and speak something urgent.”
“Where I have to come”. She asked.
“Just come in the same washroom where you kidnapped Swetha.”
“Coming in 15 minutes”, she replied.
3:13 p.m.
I wrote in Harshita’s diary- Lakshya and Jai can do anything with Smairya.
I was waiting for Smairya to come and soon she came, She was shocked seeing me, I slapped her tight in the face and took her in one of the stalls. Started tearing her clothes again coming about her stats-She was A34,barely 5 feet and a medium ass.
She was crying and unlike Swetha, she did not had any submissive desires. She was again wearing a t-shirt and jeans. I tore off her t-shirt, then her red bra and then her panty.
I kissed her deeply, my hands exploring her body as she moaned with pleasure.
But then something inside of me snapped. I became rough, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back as I thrust into her mouth. She choked and gasped, but I didn’t care. I was consumed by a dark desire to dominate and humiliate her.
I fucked her roughly from behind, her tears streaming down her face as she begged me to stop. But I couldn’t. I was lost in a haze of power and lust. I flipped her over and continued my assault, my body slamming against hers as she sobbed beneath me.
When it was over, I roughly pushed her into one of the stalls and locked the door behind her. I could hear her crying and pleading to be let out, but I just laughed and walked away.
She had to be locked there until my revenge with others was complete.
“ Maya will again have to intervene in that situation and I hopefully will be able to use the opportunity to reach the final goal”. and I laugh thinking it .
END OF PART 1
(Post credit scene – Harshita standing nude in front of me begging to leave her and I have the same belt as her and Emergency annoucement again. “What the hell”. I said ),
To Be Continued …………….
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