Inside a van

Michaels clenched her fist to rest her chin on.

Sanchez pawed his mouth.

"Riley woke up"___ inside a van handcuffed... In her undies... And her view blocked by a sack on her head.

"Please Mr. Jameson...p-pleas_"

*skript* came a sound and a texture Riley could not see , the bridge between her bra came off exposing her breasts Ccup, pink nippled... Her eyes had more tears than she could muster... Oh god.... This is happening she thought.... "somebody save me..." she tried to whimper only comming out as muffled gibberish out of the sack.

Jameson began teasing his knife from her breasts to her abdomen all while she struggled, rattled, and shaked and chittered in her bound self.

He reached her spanx and thoroughly and clearly sliced it revealing wet bikini panties ... Pee ...

"Please mr. Jameson...pleeeaaasee..." cried Riley as her circumstances were terrible and unlucky.

"Hehe.... Oh Riley... I love you too" she said like a psycopath before slowly untying Riley's tie on and moving it to the side revealing a tiny virgin crotch.

Grabbing her hips and pulling out his crotch, Riley wet herself more tearfully knowing about what was going to happen.

Jameson then roughly started pounding his crotch against Riley's cunt humping her vulva slowly digging inside.

Until finally, he stomped on her cherry.

Moans and cries and whinces and squeaks came out of Riley as she was now being violated virginally by her boss.

He went up and down and left and right trying to savor what he put himself inside, pumping in and out and impaling her by bringing her topside, like wearing a glove with water in it.

The entity peered and saw what he had to see for 5 days straight, Riley had gone limp from exhaustion, the matress in the van stained with several human substances, alone.... In a dark alleyway only to be found later by some cops and taken away to a hospital.

The sheer exhaustion caused her heart and organds to fail... And no one ever knew who she was....