You goad them

Kneeling, holding your hands behind you and arching your back to better show off your ripe breasts you watch the four men slowly walk towards you, their eyes devouring you. You look up at them as they surround you, a thrill of eager lust fluttering in your belly.

"You're big tough cops when you have a helpless girl at your mercy," you sneer at them, your eyes defiant but your mouth wet with eagerness. Your pussy is hot and wet already, yearning for your body to be violated.

They stare down at you, then Pete pulls his handcuffs out of his pocket, dangling them before your eyes, a sneer of command on his face. In a moment, he has your hands cuffed behind you, and you whine with happiness, even as you continue your pretence of anger.

"Fuck you, you fucking pigs! Go ahead and rape me again, you bastards! Go ahead! You're pretty brave when I can't stop you." Your heart is hammering in your chest, your pussy flowing with juice, your pierced nipples hard as pebbles, your mouth wet with desire. You need these men to take you and use you as they wish, fuck your helpless body until you scream for mercy, fill every slutty hole in you. You crave the sensations of last night, of being full of hot male meat, of being pounded mercilessly, your body covered with sweat and come.

You're whining with need as Pete grabs and handful of your hair and frees his hardening cock, pulling your mouth towards him.