Nicole's pov~
"In honor of our ancestors, let the tradition begin." Kashar said and almost immediately, like before, the men took the women they had picked and slammed them into the floor, tearing off their clothes. The women tried to salvage whatever they could, tried to hide their bodies as well as they could but they could not, many of them could not.
Their screams and cries were drowned out by the cheering of the men at the sidelines. I could not dare to look towards Pei, my heart could not take it.
"Want to get on the floor yourself or I should push you there?" Kashar's voice was law and taunting. He wanted me to fight, he wanted me to struggle.