Amanda had plenty to say when Oscar brought Bethany back, and she was doing it loudly. Bethany sighed at the stream of complaints from the girl, finally taking out the dildo gag she'd brought and leaned forward to pinch Amanda's nose.
"Whadd're you doin'?" Amanda asked, asking again before going back to pleading with them to let her go.
Bethany twisted her nose and the girl gasped, giving her the perfect chance to stuff the gag into her mouth and cinch it shut behind her head.
Amanda tried to kick her in retaliation, but Bethany found it easy to evade her and sat on the girl's stomach.
"We're taking you out of here to get treatment for your cuts. It's up to you, of course, but we can always drag you by your ankles."
Amanda stopped kicking and thought about it. Something like an 'okay' came through the gag and Bethany smiled as she stood.
Then of course the girl tried to run for the door.
The first problem was that she'd been lying down, the second was that Bethany was right there, ready and willing to jump up and land on Amanda's belly, knocking the air from her.
"Idiot," she muttered, getting up again, listening with satisfaction as Amanda wheezed.
Oscar came over to the girl, pulling her forward and draping a long trenchcoat around her shoulders before tying it shut in front. With her sitting it was a little awkward, but once she stood the tail would fall to the floor. "Should I carry her?" he asked Bethany, who shrugged.
"Should he?" she asked Amanda, who just glared. "Sure, sling her over your shoulders."
Oscar nodded, kneeling in front of the girl and slinging her face first over his shoulder. One hand clutched her legs, the other was on her ass. Amanda whined piteously until they went out a fire door and dumped her in the backseat of an old car. Oscar took the wheel and Bethany took the seat beside him.
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