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Abhishek barges into the room, his eyes blazing with rage as he slams a bowl of ice onto the table.

It's 6 am and Manya is lying on the table, her naked body trembling and bound with ropes.

Her mouth is still filled with Rohit's underwear, muffled screams escaping through the fabric.

Abhishek roughly pulls out the underwear, jolting Manya awake from her sleep.

She opens her eyes and sees Abhishek's menacing figure looming over her.

The bruises on her body throb with pain from Rohit's violent thrusts.

But all she can focus on is Abhishek- his messy dark hair, perfectly groomed mustache and jawline that could cut glass make him look like a Greek god.

His chiseled muscles and hairless body give him the appearance of a hot male model.

Manya's gaze falls to his crotch, where she can see his erect dick straining against his underwear.

She shudders in fear and arousal at the sight of him, knowing what pleasures await her at his hands.

He grabbed the ice bowl with a devilish grin and placed it next to Manya's bound body.

With a teasing smirk, he took a water bottle and sensually drizzled the freezing liquid over Manya's exposed skin, starting from her face, down her bare breasts, tracing a path over her stomach, thighs, and finally settling on her dripping pussy.

The icy shock sent waves of desire coursing through Manya's body.

In an act of mirrored seduction, Abhishek poured the water over his own sculpted form, their bodies now glistening with droplets as they burned with mutual lust. Leaning in close, Abhishek plucked an ice cube from the bowl with his lips and delicately placed it on Manya's eager mouth.

Their tongues danced in a fiery tango as the ice melted between them.

Breaking away for only a moment, Abhishek retrieved another ice cube and glided it provocatively over Manya's skin, tracing a tantalizing trail from her forehead, down her flushed cheeks and neck, until reaching her achingly sensitive breasts.

The intensity of this touch drove Manya wild with desire, her body quivering with need.

She longed to reach out and grasp Abhishek in return but was restrained by her bindings.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she pleaded for more with desperate eyes as they continued to explore each other's bodies with icy abandon.

He grabbed another ice cube and ran it over her body, tracing a path from her neck down to her breasts.

The coldness sent shivers through her skin, making her nipples harden and glisten with water.

He squeezed her wet breasts in his hands as he eagerly sucked on them, sending Manya into a frenzy of lust. Abhishek then moved the ice cube down to her belly, tracing patterns around her navel with his tongue before sliding it lower to her thighs.

As he reached her dripping pussy, he couldn't resist taking an ice cube and rubbing it against her sensitive skin.

Manya moaned with pleasure and couldn't resist him any longer.

Abhishek took out his throbbing dick and slowly entered her, savoring every moment as she cried out in ecstasy.

He kept up a slow and steady pace, giving Manya wave after wave of intense pleasure until she finally climaxed.

But Abhishek wasn't done yet - he wanted more.

He pulled out and pushed his cock into Manya's mouth, ordering her to suck it greedily.

She obliged without hesitation, hungrily taking him in and sucking until he couldn't take it anymore and came hard in her mouth.

Manya eagerly swallowed every last drop at Abhishek's command, feeling a sense of intense satisfaction wash over her as they both collapsed onto the bed, spent but completely fulfilled.

Manya's body was buzzing with exhaustion as she reached the brink of climax for the sixth time.

The clock read 8am, and she could feel every minute of the long night she had just endured.

Exhausted and spent, Manya lay naked and bound on the bed, her eyes closed in a deep slumber.

The group of boys who surrounded her began to dress themselves, their eyes lingering on her helpless form.

As they untied her bonds, Manya stirred, but her body was too drained to move.

In a show of mock kindness, Aman lifted her up and carried her to the bed, covering her nude body with a blanket.

With one last look at their conquest, they left Manya to drift into a deep sleep.