He gives her a choice

"NO!" she shouts, starting to get defiant again as Raul slides her jeans off and rips away her panties, while the others in the group roughly remove the top portion of Avril's clothes as Raul straddles her on the ground in the parking lot of the arena, bold as could be.

"I'm gonna give you a choice here, Avril," he tells her, cupping her tits in one hand and her pussy in the other, "and whatever your decision is will decide what we do with your slutty ass."

"Man, we should just fuck her and get it over with, Raul," his friend Pedro says to him, licking his lips as he looks between her legs and sees her tight pussy between Raul's fingers.

For the first time in her life, at least her professional life, Avril felt as though she wasn't in control of this situation, and while she wasn't sure yet what choices she had, she already knew in her head they couldn't be good.

That's when Raul spelled it out for her.

"Okay baby, here's the deal," he told her, once again dragging his hand along her cunt in a way that was turning Avril on against her will, "we're all either gonna **** your mouth or your pussy. Either way you're getting ****, so you better choose wisely."

"I choose neither," she spits as she kicks him between the balls and runs off, hoping she can outrun all of them, but not getting too far before Raul grabbed her again.