Chapter 5: The Desperate Escape Attempt – Brutal 15-Man Punishment Gangbang

Months of unrelenting abuse had eroded Pranjal into something barely recognizable as the sweet, innocent boy from the Himachal hills. At nineteen now, his once-smooth, youthful body was a canvas of constant violation — permanent bite marks on his neck and inner thighs, a perpetually loose and puffy asshole that gaped slightly even at rest, and a cock that had been conditioned to harden instantly at the scent of perfume or the click of heels. The wide, doe-like eyes that once sparkled with shy curiosity were now dull and haunted. The polite, soft-spoken voice that once carried mountain lullabies had grown hoarse from screaming.

He existed in a small, windowless side room off the main bedroom — a prisoner’s cell with a thin mattress on the floor, a chain attached to his ankle, and the ever-present red glow of a hidden camera. The women brought him out only for use. Food was delivered. Showers were supervised. Escape seemed impossible, yet the tiny spark of defiance still flickered in the deepest part of his shattered soul.

One particularly brutal Thursday night, after Rajesh and Vikram had double-penetrated his ass while Rani and Priya took turns riding his cock for nearly two hours, Pranjal lay curled in a pool of cooling cum on the mattress. His asshole throbbed painfully, leaking thick globs of multiple loads. Every breath hurt. The women and their husbands had finally left him alone, locking the door with a heavy click.

Pranjal waited in the suffocating silence until the apartment fell completely quiet around 2:30 AM. His heart hammered as he tested the ankle chain. For once, it had been left slightly loose after their rough use. With trembling fingers and years of suppressed rage fueling him, he worked the cuff off.

This was it. His only chance.

He slipped on a pair of old shorts and a t-shirt he had hidden under the mattress. Barefoot and terrified, he carefully pried open the small window in the main bedroom that the women sometimes forgot to lock properly. The humid Delhi night air hit his face like a slap of freedom as he squeezed through and dropped silently into the alley behind the building.