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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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 had put all of his weight behind that thrust, and your very bones felt bruised. The thrusts don't get easier at first. 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.
You quickly...
