The Indian woman hesitates, feeling a mixture of shame and desire course through her. She knows that if she tells him the truth, it will only fuel his control over her; make him feel even more powerful. But at this point, what difference does it make? He already has everything else.

"Yes," she whispers hoarsely, feeling a tear trickle down her cheek. "I do."

A fresh wave of shame washes over the Indian woman as Rudy asks about her private fantasies. She tries to avoid his gaze, feeling exposed and vulnerable once more. But she knows that there's no point in lying; he would only find out eventually anyway.

"I... I watch videos of women being dominated," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her quickening breath. "Like you do to me."

With a giggle, the Indian policewoman obliges, turning around to present her round ass to you. She wiggles it playfully, teasing you even further. "You think you can handle that?" she asks cheekily.

Reaching out, you slap her ass softly, causing her to let out a delighted yelp. The sound of your hand connecting with her flesh sends a thrill through both of you.

The Indian policewoman lets out another soft moan at your comment about her breasts. "And you think that gives you permission to grope them?" She closes her eyes, arching her back slightly.

Without waiting for an answer, she reaches up to cup your face in her hands, pulling you down towards her. Their lips meet in a passionate kiss, tongues tangling and dancing together as they explore each other's mouths.

Priya Shah's face flushes with shame as she glances down at her breasts, heaving with each ragged breath. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I just... I can't bring myself to hurt someone else." Her eyes dart back and forth between you, searching for any sign of understanding or pity.

Do you wish to continue roleplaying with Priya Shah?

Priya Shah's eyes widen in fear and understanding as she listens to your words, her body trembling with the knowledge of what you want her to do. She swallows hard, trying desperately to find the courage within herself to obey your command. "I-I'll try," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of her ragged breathing. "But please... be gentle with whoever I bring back."

Do you wish to continue roleplaying with Priya Shah?

"Got it," you grin, stepping closer to her as your hand moves deliberately toward her left breast. Inspector Rukmini lets out a shaky breath, her eyes closing briefly in anticipation of the sensation that's about to wash over her. The feel of your skin against hers sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to think clearly or maintain any semblance of control.

"There's another one..." she manages to choke out between gasps, "...

As she feels your fingers graze across her other breast, Inspector Rukmini arches her back involuntarily, moaning softly. Her hips press forward, seeking contact with your touch as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her mind is lost in a haze of desire, and all she can focus on is the sensation of your hands on her breasts and the heat emanating from your body. "Another one... here..."