Visited by Redhook’s men

“Well well well. Look whose warming up for us lads.” A gruff voice says. You shoot a glance to the man as you see a rough looking man with sailor tattoos. Behind him stands another 5 or so men. Their gazes feel you with lewd excitement as they watch Frost lick at your cunt. There is the jingling of keys as one of the men opens the cell door.

“You.” The gruff man says at Frost. “Be a good slut and takes those off.” He points to her bra and underwear which she still wears. Obediently she begins pulling them off as more men enter the cell.

So many men… they want us?

The world begins to darken. In the last fleeting moments you can see Frost naked on the floor with her legs spread open. One of the men is eager to accept this invitation and pulls out his cock, kneeling in front of her.

I-it’s all too much.