She's Gotten Free Somehow

Your attempts to sound like a supervillain are met only with a weak little groan from the floor. A surprising thing to hear, considering when you last saw her, the girl was gagged. But, apparently in the time since you law had a chance to lay your cock on her, she'd somehow escaped the bonds. Maybe she'd personally tried to get out. Maybe one of the men had personally let her out. You don't see the gear you left for her, so it's even possible some of it broke from ****...use.

If so, it looked like she'd broken down from **** use too. Your crush was basically laying on a ball on the floor. And her entire body seemed to be coated in cum. Cum dribbling down her lips, and coating her belly. Cum leaking out of her used cunt, nearly in a wave. It had even pooled over the floor, so she was laying in a bed of it. It looked like she had just been showered in it.

When she saw sees her eyelids weakly open. You've never seen someone so exhausted looking before. Her body seems to convulse in a weak shiver every few seconds. Taking that many cocks must have been exhausting.

"Who....who are you?" she groans, looking at your face. With some effort she steadies herself up into a sitting posture. A long trail of jizz dribbles down her ample breasts, landing and mixing with the wall of it that covers her pussy.

"I'm the guy who found your backpack." You laugh. "And I was wondering. Ready for one more go?"