Abigail and Amelia enters the main hall.

“Here we are.” As Amelia says, she leads Shapiro to the entrance of the mansion and opens the door. Unlike the grandiose furnishings on the outside, the inside of the mansion looks vulgar at best, with the clunky furniture and ominously dim lights.

“Please wait just a moment.” Amelia fakes a sob and turns away, as she walks towards her bedroom on the second floor.

“Okaaaay…” Instead of chilling on the sofa, Abigail stands up and starts roaming the premises. The fireplace by the wall is already lit before they stepped inside the house. Is someone else here, she wonders?

It has been nearly 20 minutes and there is no sign of Amelia showing up. Shapiro gets tired of the long wait and starts calling out: “Amelia? You said you want to talk to me?”

She gets up and walks upstairs, her sandals make slurpy noise every time she takes another step. “What is that sound? As Abigail approaches Amelia’s bedroom, distant voices are heard. The intertangling voices seem to be of beasts instead of humans: the heavy breathing and the labored sounds of bodies crushing into each other.

“Amelia?” Abigail slowly and carefully opens up the door by a thin crevice and peeks inside.

The voices finally clear up. They are not voices of beasts but of a group of smelly men and a little girl trapped in the middle of the goons. She is in a kneeling position, her hands desperately trying to loosen the collar around her soft neck while sandwiched by two men. The collar is attached by a noose dangling form the ceiling. Her abdomen is bruised and no matter how loud the girl screams, the men would respond in cusses and fiercer thrusting into her two holes.

Despite tattered like a used up sex doll, the girl is recognized by Abigail, who is used to having a “high-classed” social circle. “Is that the actress? Ela or something? Shit!” Abigail keeps watching in shock, as she sees cum and distant strains of blood begin flowing out of the girl’s nostrils. To Shapiro’s surprise, the former actress is seemingly enjoying the rough treatment, judging from her lustful eyes and fervent the fervent kisses she gives to the ugly fat man in front of her face.

“Enjoying the show?” Sounds of high-heels hitting the floor from behind alerts Abigail, but it’s already too late to respond. Before she notices, her neck is strangled by a leather whip as a woman whispers into her ears.

“A…Amelia? Why are you doing this…” Abigail turns her head and sees Amelia and her wicked smile.

“To teach you a lesson, cunt.” This is the last sentence Abigail heard before she passed out.

“Wake up!”

Abigail is woken up by a wave of pain on her thighs. Amelia is relentless whipping her body until Shapiro’s eyes are finally open.

“Wuuuuuhn…” Abigail’s mouth is stuffed by her own soaked panties, her hands tied behind her head and the only things she can see is Amelia in a lingerie with a whip and a group of wicked men standing right behind her with hard cocks in their hands.

“Enough!” The man smoking a cigarette shouts and Amelia instantly stops slashing the whips, abiding by his order. She then squats down with a huge anticipating smile on her face, sticking her tongue out.

The man puts out the cigarette on Amelia’s tongue, and makes her swallow the cigarette butt.

“Thank you, master!” Amelia replies with her utmost gratitude like she should, while two other men laughs and proceeds to carry her to the bedroom across this room.

“So you must be the haughty bitch ‘preaching’ to the other bitches on how to be a bitch, right bitch?” The other men laugh.

“You think you’re some hotshot savior teaching women to be ‘better at being women’, but do you know how the others see you as? A fucking pig. Isn’t that right, Miss Chambers?” The man turns her head towards the tiny beaten women in the corner breathing hot cum.

“Hahaha, yes! You…you’re a pig!” Ela bursts into maniacal laughter while pointing her finger at the tied up Shapiro. Another man joins and laughs as well, while stomping on Ela’s stomach, making her cough out more cum and piss.

The action finally begins as the tall man thrusts his giant dick into Shapiro’s cunt. Despite being a self proclaimed conservative woman, her pussy is already well lubed up in her own juice. The moment the dick tip crashes onto the cervix Abigail’s eyes turn white as she moans loudly like every other bitch would, “Eeeeeyaaaaaah!” She can’t utter a single word but that moan alone just proved to every man there that she is no different from any other whore.

“Ho, oh…oah!” The forceful thrusting only gets more intense as the man nears his climax. He just thrusts like a beast while licking Shapiro’s stuck-out tongue.

Cum finally breaks out of the man’s penis as it unloads like water from a broken dam, every single drop is thoroughly absorbed by her untamed womb.

“Filthy bitch isn’t even a virgin!” With frustration and a bit of anger, the man raises his fist and punches her across her face, the panties stuffed down her mouth is forced out by this punch.

“I…I’m sorry… I’ll quit, I’ll find another job… Please let me go.” The usual patronizing preaching face is replaced by one tattered with bruises, red eyes and fear. Seeing this, the man’s erection came back.

“Hahaha……Of course we will let you go, I will make you an offer. From now on, you will be advertising for the ‘Willing Dolls’ club, and you will use you network and turn your ‘conservative’ bitches into our customers. What do you say?” The men clen their fists, awaiting her answer.