Maybe… eventually

Unable to see Cheyenne had no way to tell how much time had passed since she was left. It felt like hours as intense orgasm after orgasm racked her body, her moans and screams for help made nearly inaudible. Two or three times she was certain she had been found. Each time her muffled pleading for help was met by callous laughter and tons of pictures being taken.

She soon found herself losing hope, certain no one would save her from this humiliation. But many hours later in the late evening someone FINALLY undid her gag. She frantically began begging for help between pleasured whimpers. “Yea you sure look like you could use all the help you can get.” Said an older girl and was met by laughing from girls surrounding me.

When the blindfold was removed Cheyenne could see multiple girls around her recording the whole scene. “T-thank you but coul-d-d you please stop recording me.” She stuttered out and was promptly ignored. “Shut up we’re helping you aren’t we? We could have just left you here!” One said sternly causing The naked girl to fall silent as she was told.

It took about 30 minutes of continuous recording and effort to break the cuffs. Jumping up and wrapping her worthless coat around her body Cheyenne tried to tell her saviors how thankful she was, but it didn’t seem to matter to the girls, who continued filming and taking about the likes they were getting.

“Yea yea yea that’s nice so what are you gonna give us for helping you out?” One asked and the rest agreed. “Well a man **** me out here in nothing but this… and he took the keys to my car… please I don’t have anything.” This obviously isn’t what the girls wanted to hear as they began to Scowl.