Champa and Chameli, their eyes gleaming with a perverse excitement, intensified their assault. Rani's body was wracked with a mixture of pain and a forbidden pleasure, her mind reeling from the sheer depravity of the situation. She continued to plead, to beg, to protest, but her words were lost in the suffocating atmosphere of the room.

Champa, kneeling between Rani's legs, took hold of her breasts, squeezing and twisting her nipples with a brutal intensity. Rani screamed, her voice raw and ragged, her body arching off the bed in a desperate attempt to escape the torment.