Bani reached the college swimming pool complex at 5:45 AM, just before dawn. The blackmail message had forced her here after almost no sleep. Her body was still aching from the rainy pavilion gangbang — pussy and ass sore, faint bite marks and handprints visible on her fair skin. She wore a short, tight black tank top and a tiny denim skirt with nothing underneath, as ordered. The morning chill made her nipples rock hard against the thin fabric.

The pool area was supposed to be locked, but someone had left the side gate open. The water glowed blue under underwater lights, the surface perfectly still. Tall trees and the old changing rooms surrounded it, giving some cover, but the main road was close enough that early joggers or security could appear anytime. The risk was terrifyingly high in daylight hours.