Of course not

"You should be more like Mei, more docile know your slut you wetback whore," he sneers.

Selma's eyes fill with tears as she touches her stinging cheek. She's never been hit before, and the pain is sharp and raw. She looks over at Mei, who's still lying on the table, her body limp and defeated.

Scott advances towards Selma, his eyes filled with lust and a twisted sense of entitlement.

He grabs her by the hair and yanks her head back, exposing her neck. Selma whimpers as she feels his hot breath on her skin.

"You're going to do what Mei did, and you're going to like it," he growls, his grip on her hair tightening.

Selma shakes her head frantically, tears streaming down her face. "No, please," she begs, her voice trembling.

But Scott doesn't listen. He pushes Selma down to her knees and forces her face towards Mei's still-naked body.

"Clean her up," he commands, shoving Selma's face into Mei's ass. "Lick it clean, you filthy little slut."

Selma's heart races as she feels her face pressed against Mei's sweaty, cum-covered flesh. She tries to resist, but Scott's grip on her hair is too strong. He tightens his hold, forcing her nose and mouth against Mei's ass.

Mei's body tenses as she feels Selma's warm breath on her skin. She wants to tell Selma it's okay, but she's too afraid to speak.

She can hear Scott's heavy breathing behind her, his grip still tight on Selma's hair.

Selma's tears fall onto Mei's skin as she begins to lick her cunt. Mei's body reacts to the sensation, a mix of shame and pleasure coursing through her. She closes her eyes, trying to focus on anything but the situation she's in.

Scott watches with a twisted pleasure as Selma performs the act. He grabs Selma's hair and forces her head up, making her look at him. "See how easy that was?" he says, his voice low and menacing.

Selma's eyes are brimming with tears, and her face is red with shame.

She nods, her head bobbing up and down as she tries to placate him.

"This next bit will not be easy," Scott says, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

He tosses Selma next to Mei, who is still lying on the table, her body limp and defeated. Selma lands with a soft thud, her body rolling onto its side. Scott's eyes light up with excitement as he looks at the two women, his gaze lingering on their **** bodies.

Without warning, Scott grabs Selma's legs and pulls them apart, exposing her to his leering gaze.

She tries to resist, but he's too strong. He runs his hands over her body, saying, "This is mine now." His touch is rough and possessive, and Selma feels violated all over again.

"Please, stop," she whimpers, but Scott ignores her pleas. He forces himself on top of her, pushing her legs further apart. Selma can feel his erection pressing against her, and she knows what's coming next.

Mei, still lying on the table, watches in horror as Scott assaults Selma. She wants to help, but she's too afraid to move.

She feels helpless, watching her friend being violated in front of her.

Scott's grip on Selma's hips tightens as he thrusts into her. His breathing becomes heavier, and his movements more urgent.

Without warning, Scott pulls out his gun and pushes it into Selma's ass as he fucks her cunt with his cock. Selma's screams fill the room, and Mei feels like she's going to be sick.

"Please, stop," Mei cries out, but Scott doesn't seem to hear her.

He's too focused on Selma, who's lying beneath him, her eyes wide with pain and fear. Scott's hips thrust back and forth, his cock pumping in and out of Selma's cunt as he pushes the gun deeper into her ass. Selma's screams grow louder, and Mei feels a wave of nausea wash over her. She tries to look away, but her eyes are fixed on the scene before her.

Scott's breathing becomes more labored, his movements more erratic. He's getting close to orgasm, and Mei can sense it. Suddenly, he pulls out of Selma and flips her over onto her stomach. He straddles her back, his cock still hard and twitching with anticipation.

With a sinister grin, Scott pulls out the gun and presses it against Selma's temple. "You're mine now," he growls, his voice low and menacing. Selma's body tenses up, and she lets out a whimper of fear.

Scott positions himself behind Selma, his cock pressing against her ass. With a swift, brutal motion, Scott plunges his cock into Selma's ass.

She screams out in pain, her body tensing up as he begins to thrust into her. Mei watches in horror, unable to move or look away. She can see the agony on Selma's face, the tears streaming down her cheeks.

Scott's grip on Selma's hips tightens as he pounds into her, his breathing becoming more labored with each thrust. Selma's body shakes with each impact, her screams filling the room. Mei can see the blood on the table, the result of Scott's earlier ****.

Suddenly, Scott's movements become more erratic, his thrusts becoming faster and more urgent.

He's close to orgasm, and Mei can sense it. Selma's screams grow louder, her body shaking with each impact. Mei feels a wave of nausea wash over her as she watches, her heart racing with fear.

Scott's grip on Selma's hips tightens, his fingers digging deep into her skin. He lets out a low growl, his body tensing up as he prepares to cum. Mei can see the veins bulging in his neck, his face red with exertion.

With one final thrust, Scott cums, his body shuddering with release. He collapses on top of Selma, his weight crushing her into the table. Mei can hear his labored breathing, his chest heaving with exhaustion.

"Get up, both of you," Scott says, his voice still low and menacing. He slowly pulls himself off Selma, who lets out a whimper of pain as he does so.

Mei can see the fear on Selma's face, the tears streaming down her cheeks. She knows that she's next, and her heart is racing with fear.

Scott takes a step back, his chest heaving with exhaustion. He's still holding the gun, and Mei can see the veins bulging in his neck. He looks at Mei, his eyes narrowing as he speaks. "Mei, go over to my pants and grab the **** contracts," he says, his voice dripping with malice. "Fill them out for you and... " he glances down at Selma, who's still lying on the table, " ...your friend here."

Mei does not hestiate always the good girl gets them and starts to fill them out.

She grabs a pen from the table and begins to write her name and Selma's on the dotted lines. She can feel her hands shaking as she writes, her mind racing with fear and panic.

Scott watches her with a twisted pleasure, his eyes following her every movement. He takes a step closer to her, his body towering over her small frame. Mei can feel her heart racing as he approaches her, her breath hitching in her throat.

"Good girl," Scott says, patting her on the head as he looks down at her. "You're learning quickly."

Mei flinches at his touch, her body stiffening with fear.