Verity gives in

The last thing Verity remembers is the crowd of 10 filthy men surrounding her, each with a look of lust in their eyes.

Verity woke lying in the cold alley, her torn panties stuffed in her mouth and a used wine bottle stuffed deep in her pussy, slowly filling with the cum pouring from her womb. She pulled herself to her feet and slid the bottle from inside her. She looked at the bottle and saw it was almost full of cum. She couldn’t tell you why but she took the bottle to her lips and drank the contents. Verity looked around and saw the homeless men asleep in their tents “I need to get home” she thought. She pulled her stained skirt back into the place and adjust her blouse to cover her bare breasts despite the torn buttons.

“The sun will be up in a few hours so I must hurry” she thought as she stumbled down the alley, struggling to walk as she held her blouse together. Verity got to the end of the alleyway and made her way down the dark streets towards home.

Verity walked through the towns red light district past all the street corners where the local prostitutes work. “Rough night bitch” one of the whores said as Verity passed. Verity simply kept her head down and kept walking.