No (Bad End)

Abigail collects her posture, remembering the fact that she just begged these filthy men to ‘let her go’, after being raped.

“I am a goddamn celebrity! I am the protector of my community of conservative women! They can’t hurt me!” Abigail recovers from the orgasm as her brain regains its usual stupidity.

“No! I will not submit! If you don’t let me go now I will send all of you to jail! What do you think you…”

Her brainless opinion is interrupted by a slap across her face. “Alright, boys! It seems like we have our answer, have at the bitch!” The men rejoice as they approach Abigail with their dicks in their hands, her ultimate fate is closing in on her.

A man whispers into Shapiro’s ears as he shoves her panties back into her mouth: “You’re gonna spend the rest of your life in this bed, cunt, prepare yourself.”

“Emm! Emm! Eemmmm!” Shapiro moans in despair and struggles pointlessly, but her outcries only arouse the men more as the meat sticks intrude her tender regions. She bears the hope that someone would come and rescue her, but unfortunately there may be no one left to help by the time they arrive……

Two days later……

Every few hours, a van would pull up in front of the mansion in the woods, and another van would leave the mansion, the cycle has been continuing for two days ever since Abigail got here.

“Then we have to punish her…right?” Abigail passed out once more. She has been getting destroyed for two days without a minute of rest. The bed is completely soaked in cum and her own piss so badly that the men refuse to change her sheets any longer. To prevent her from collapsing, her neck is attached by a noose from the ceiling, so that even if she faints, she would be forced to wake up to breathe to stay alive.

But she doesn’t wake up this time, still breathing but cold water splashes can no longer do the trick.

One of the guys smiles maliciously while looking at the fainted braindead cunt. After a few minutes some red-and-blue cables are attached to her two nipples and her clitoris, at the end of the cables is a giant car battery.

“Gyaaaaaaaaaa!” The electricity is turned on to the max and the current flow in her most sensitive spots drastically wakes up Abigail. Her nose is leaking cum like some pig.

“HAHAHA! This is some beautiful entertainment!” One of the guys can’t help but clap his hands.

“Ahhhhh…What happened…” Abigail wakes up confused and scared, men around her all grins wickedly.

One of the men forces her mouth open and spits down her throat: “You fainted half-way, bitch. So we have to punish you, if you dare faint again with a dick in your puss, this will happen again.” He turns on the electricity again.

“Ahhhhhihihi! Stooop!” She endures the pain discharged right on her most sensitive regions but can’t do anything about it but cry like a pig.

The electricity stops flowing through her body, as the men swarms onto her body again.

“Please! I’m cumming! Let me rest please…” Somehow she manages to beg as her body jumps from orgasms to orgasms. She has had so many orgasms that her holes are longer sending signals of pleasure to her brains. Now it’s just the endless cycle of being fucked, fainting, woken up by the electricity, as a new batch of men arrive and fuck her again. The men are not planning on keeping her for the long-term.

None of them, not even the two girls there would show her a thread of sympathy. It’s midnight and the men are finally resting, Ela and Amelia burst into her room, whip in their hands. Abigail bursts into tears but couldn’t say a word.

“Been wanting to do this for a long time, you pig of a woman!”

“It’s our turn to teach you how to be a woman!”

With malicious grins on their faces, they start flogging the hanging piece of white meat relentlessly with full force. Shapiro sobs nonstop, her throat swollen and spirit nearly shattered. Somehow these girls are even rougher than the men, their eyes are filled with anger and bitterness, as new whip marks appear on her immaculate skin. She would faint every once in a while but the dangling noose around her neck would preventing her from collapsing.

Ela and Amelia finally get tired after dawn breaks. They grin and slowly exits the room, as a group of revigorated men enter the room.

“Good morning, APIGAIL!” The man greets Shapiro with a punch in her guts, as the rest of them gang up on her with swollen-full testicles.

Abigail doesn’t cry or beg anymore, she just stares into the men with empty eyes, since she knows the men would only be aroused more if she wails or struggles. If she faints or fails to tighten up her holes to please the cocks, electricity would make her shriek in pain. This is the end for her.

Tears run down her cheeks non-stop while her last glimmer of hope of being rescued reduces into another wave of sexual ecstasy. The men keep roughing her up like a broken sex doll, while the former social influencer weeps in despair like some useless whore.