Samantha's cum-uppance has arrived.

Samantha felt hands on her arms pinning them behind her back as she was pulled out of the shot of the camera. The unknown business man exited the bathroom with a stack of tools and toys in hand, setting them down on the bed before Samantha's eyes. Dildos, butt plugs, piercing guns, gold chains, tiny rings, and more formed a pile of defilement next to the catatonic Kairy, her dress unstained, and allowing the fluids in her gaping cunt to leak onto the bed. Samantha would have been delighted, but something told her that those implements weren't meant for the now worthless whore.

A bright red ball gag was shoved into her mouth as she opened it to scream cutting off her cry for help. The men were chuckling now as Henry gripped her dress in both hands and ripped it down the middle, shredding her protection from their lecherous eyes. Andrew unhooked her bra and ripped her panties from her body just as quickly. Unlike Emily who was cursed and Kairy who was a repressed pain slut, Samantha was just a normal girl. She had no desire to live through a **** fantasy, much less a gangbang. Andrew knew this, and had been waiting for her to lower her guard; he never intended to have just Emily from the beginning.

Handcuffs locked Samantha's hands behind her back leaving her unable to resist further. A final headband was placed around her head though the reason for this was beyond Samantha's care. Instead, she tried to focus on someone else, Kairy, who was being rolled onto her stomach by the business man. Kairy's "dress" was pushed upwards by the man giving him full access to her tiny breasts as he fondled her with ass in the air pointed towards his hungry cock. With a sudden thrust, the man **** himself into Kairy's last, tight hole splitting her open painfully. She screamed into the pillow in front of her face, her begging incoherent, Japanese that fell on uncaring ears.

Andrew moved around Samantha to sit on the bed, and Henry **** her onto his lap. She was naked now, in front of the cameras, and could see what they had put on her head: her driver's license. Samantha's heart sank, as she realized there was no going back now. She'd masturbated to Emily's violation in front of the camera implying her consent, and her public information was no available for anyone to look up. There would be no future for her, no redemption, and worse of all, no Mark.

Kairy continued to be pounded next to Samantha; her screams were no longer muffled as she had gotten her face free from the pillow as the too large of a cock continued to stretch her ass permanently. She was in searing pain as she felt her body being **** open against her will. Her formerly tight snatch was still loose and open even as it tried to convulse around imaginary cock leaking more feminine nectar onto the bed. From eighteen year old virgin to wanton whore in one day was demeaning shattering the last vestiges of self-esteem Kairy had left.

"So, what should we do with you first, Samantha," Andrew asked aloud. Henry ran a finger over the chat settling on a comment that terrified her to the core. The audience wanted to see her nipples pierced before she was fucked.

Henry picked up the piercing gun while Andrew clamped down on Samantha's legs to prevent her from escaping, "Lets see if she's a pain slut like Kairy was."

Samantha shook her head wildly from side to side. She was so pain adverse herself that she'd never even got her ears pierced, much less where Henry was moving the piercing gun. It was hovering in front of her left nipple. Henry used his free hand to manipulate her bud until it was stiff, her breathing was becoming labored. No, no, no, no.

The needle penetrated her flesh sending Samantha's head back as she screamed into the gag loud enough to wake the dead; drool fell down her lips. She screamed again as Henry pushed a ring through her nipple before pressing both ends of it together fusing them together somehow. Samantha panicked now: the rings were permanent.

She didn't have long to comprehend her predicament before Henry pierced her right nipple and put a matching gold hoop through it. A chain was then looped between them, heavy enough that it was already pulling her breasts towards the ground painfully. Samantha's screams were mixing with Kairy's as both girls experienced pain that no one their age should ever have to go through.

Andrew gripped Samantha by her wide, birthing hips and lifted her up as Henry helped position his engorged cock in front of Samantha's dry, luscious pussy lips, "Seems the bitch isn't a pain slut after all. Too bad for her, because she's going to take it dry then."

Noooooooo, Samantha screamed into the gag. She didn't want her virginity taken like this, like the bitches she had tormented, like the whores they had become. She was better than this; her virginity had value in high society. Samantha watched, fixated on the screen as her weight and Andrew's strength pressed into her lovely snatch in one-thrust. He pulled her till only an inch of cock remained outside of her now, forever tainted cunt. The raw, grinding sensation left Samantha screaming till her voice finally gave out.