You begin to pay

"Time for you to pay, you thieving cunt," your boss snarls at you. You're trembling as you stare at Amy's violation. He rips your dress, tearing it down the seams as he strips it from your lush body as you scream for mercy.

"Mercy? There's no mercy for thieves," he growls as he squeezes your ripe tits, pinching and rolling your pierced nipples as you writhe in the grasp of the other men.

"I'll give it all back, please, I'll give it back!" you wail frantically as he fondle and gropes your lush flesh.

"No, you can keep it bitch. We're gonna take what we need from you and your friend. You're gonna pay with these sweet bodies," one of the men holding you laughs. "You're gonna pay big."

"Nooooo! Oh God Stop!" you scream as Mr. Chandler rubs his fingers between your labia, probing your wet folds.

"You love this, don't you," he laughs, rubbing his wet fingers over your lips. "Already dripping and ready. Oh this is going to be fun for you Lisa. So much fun."

"Please sir, Please! Don't do this please! Use Amy but let me go, please sir!"

"So you're not only a thief, you're a traitor to your friend," he sneers. "You really are a worthless cunt, aren't you Lisa?" He thrusts your fingers deep into your pussy for emphasis as he stares into your tearful, frightened face. "You're going to learn some important life lessons tonight bitch."