Speak up before it's too late. Things are getting out of control and you need to get out of this situation while you still can.

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(Continuity errors mostly. If she goes to a place hoping to get raped, wouldn't she be a slut who likes the taste of cock? I want to change more of this tbh, I've been rather conservative.)
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You call out to the men desperately, your voice cracking and your words stumbling. You beg the man with the knife to let you go, that you have made a mistake. A croaked whisper comes out of your mouth where you expected the pleas to be. They couldn't understand you even if they wanted to, even if they saw you as anything other than a life support system for a hot, wet, pussy. The man slices your panties expertly, and the blade just barely brushes your skin. A tear wells in your eyes. The first time you had sex was just last night, before your boyfriend dumped you on his way out, his semen still dripping from your pussy lips. So when the man in the front of the group slams his penis deep into the walls of your vagina, the abrupt pain of having a tight pole thrust into your inexperienced and unprepared clam is enough to send a cry of pain between a scream and a moan from your lips. The man has put all of his weight behind that thrust, and your very bones feel bruised. The thrusts don't get easier. Each feels just as heavy as the last, and the fullness that you feel, that this massive rod is taking up every inch of you, in ownership of every inch of you, sends more juices flowing down. Some of your juice squirts out on the floor. The room laughs, and it seems your likeness has brought quite a crowd. Suddenly your hair is ripped downward, and another dick appears above your eyes.  
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You call out to the men desperately, your voice cracking and your words faltering. You beg the man with the knife to let you go, and plead that you have made a mistake. A croaked whisper comes out of your mouth where you expected the pleas to be. They couldn't understand you even if they wanted to, even if they saw you as anything other than a life support system for a hot, wet pussy.  
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The knife man lifts your skirt, and you feel his cock brush up against you as he lines it up with your twat. A tear wells in your eyes. The first time you had sex was just last night, before your boyfriend dumped you on his way out, his semen still dripping from your pussy lips. So when the man slams his dick deep into the walls of your cunt, the abrupt pain of having a hard pole thrust into your tight, inexperienced clam is enough to send a cry of pain between a scream and a moan from your lips. The man put all of his weight behind the thrust, and your very bones feel bruised. The thrusts don't get easier. Each feels just as heavy as the last. The fullness that you feel, his massive rod taking up every inch of you, in ownership of every inch of you, sends more pussy juices dripping down your leg. Some of your juice squirts out on the floor. The room laughs, and it seems your likeness has brought a crowd.  
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Suddenly your hair is yanked downward, and another hard cock is shoved toward your face.  
You quickly...
You quickly...
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*[[close your lips. You hate the taste of dick, and you won't make that sacrifice of your dignity.]]
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*[[close your lips. You won't make that sacrifice of your dignity.]]
*[[open wide. The quicker these men finish up the quicker you can get out of this mess.]]
*[[open wide. The quicker these men finish up the quicker you can get out of this mess.]]
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Blue Shell Convenience Store]]''|Health=Horny & Hormonal|MP=0|Level=1}}
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Blue Shell Convenience Store]]''|Health=Horny & Hormonal|MP=0|Level=1}}
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]

Revision as of 01:01, 8 May 2020

You call out to the men desperately, your voice cracking and your words faltering. You beg the man with the knife to let you go, and plead that you have made a mistake. A croaked whisper comes out of your mouth where you expected the pleas to be. They couldn't understand you even if they wanted to, even if they saw you as anything other than a life support system for a hot, wet pussy.

The knife man lifts your skirt, and you feel his cock brush up against you as he lines it up with your twat. A tear wells in your eyes. The first time you had sex was just last night, before your boyfriend dumped you on his way out, his semen still dripping from your pussy lips. So when the man slams his dick deep into the walls of your cunt, the abrupt pain of having a hard pole thrust into your tight, inexperienced clam is enough to send a cry of pain between a scream and a moan from your lips. The man put all of his weight behind the thrust, and your very bones feel bruised. The thrusts don't get easier. Each feels just as heavy as the last. The fullness that you feel, his massive rod taking up every inch of you, in ownership of every inch of you, sends more pussy juices dripping down your leg. Some of your juice squirts out on the floor. The room laughs, and it seems your likeness has brought a crowd.

Suddenly your hair is yanked downward, and another hard cock is shoved toward your face.

You quickly...

Status
Health Horny & Hormonal Location:

The Blue Shell Convenience Store

MP 0
Level 1
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