Amrish dragged a heavy hose across the cold concrete floor of the garage. With a cruel grin, he grabbed the handle and blasted a sharp, cold spray of water onto the helpless woman hanging in chains. Lt. Malini jerked violently, her body twisting helplessly as the icy water soaked her bare skin, drenching her tangled hair and clinging clothes.

Shakti stood back, heart pounding in his chest. The freezing water hit her flushed, hot skin, making her shiver despite the warm night air. Amrish laughed loudly, enjoying the power. He sprayed the water over her face, making her sputter and choke. Then with wicked glee, he aimed the hose straight at her tangled pussy hair, washing away the sticky proof of Shakti’s earlier brutal assault.