"They're not going to kill you. They want money. Can't get money from a dead sissy. All our gloryhole visits, your non-stop cock gobbling and that river of cum you've guzzled has fried your brain. Yes, you definitely need another good ass-fucking to get your equilibrium back. Relax. Have a drink." [DRINK WHISKEY]
IT WAS HORRIBLE! THEY YANKED ME OUT OF MY CAR AND MADE ME STRUT AROUND THE STREET, WOLF-WHISTLING AND MOCKING ME... EVERYONE COULD SEE...EVEN A LITTLE OLD LADY LAUGHED AT ME...ALL I WORE WAS THE MINI-SKIRT AND HEELS AND THAT SLUTTY TOP YOU PICKED OUT...I FELT LIKE A PURE OBJECT, LIKE I WAS WORTHLESS.
"You are worthless," Goddess reminds you.
THEY GROPED MY ASS AND TOSSED ME BETWEEN THEM...THEY WERE SO STRONG...THEY SURROUNDED ME, LIFTED MY SKIRT, AND SAID 'NICE THONG.' I SQUEALED AND PRESSED MY SKIRT DOWN...THEY SEARCHED MY CAR AND GRABBED MY WALLET...THEY SAID I HAD TO PAY.
"This is just too delicious for words."