to the shutters of the bed so that the girl would not be able to resist, although she, so fragile, would not be able to overcome two healthy men. "It won't hurt me anymore," Emily whispered to herself until she saw what the men were going to do.

He, Who is drunk, decided to lie down under the girl, who at that time squirmed disobediently, not wanting to cling to his sweaty body. But, in the end, she, as always, lost and was lying on this disgusting hog. Drunkard grabbed her ass with his hands and in an instant, drove his dick into her womb from below, forcing Emily to scream in fright. And the second guy got right between her legs, quickly took out his penis and started cramming him in the same place where his co-worker was.

“No,” Emily squealed, feeling a painful feeling and fear that she would be torn apart.

- Lie quietly, baby, - whispered in her ear a man lying below. - You do not want a third man in our company?

Emily shook her head, tears rolled from her eyes. She mentally called Craig, but he did not come. And the second member continued to slowly dive into it, causing strange and terrible sensations. But the guys kicks. Not only was the girl in itself very narrow, so with two members in the vagina she became just a paradise attraction.

Finally, having entered to the end, the guy standing between Emily's legs began his movements, and the one that began to podmahivat him to Emily’s unbearable pain. The girl screamed now and then, tried to kick, but the iron grip of the dork from below did not leave her any chance. And the girl had to come to terms with her fate, while feeling how a trickle of blood flows down her thighs.

Millet guys tore her inside. Postrepenno rasshivaya pussy, they began to accelerate, moving almost synchronously. And the drunkard hurt the girl's chest painfully, causing her even more disgust and horror than before. Shouting no longer made sense. It remained only to endure the cruel abuse of her body. She hated at that moment herself, them, and most of all, Craig, who left her in the lurch.

She tried to accept it. But the pain prevented focus. She fucked faster and faster, the members forcefully drove into her crotch, and their owners moaned with insane pleasure. The one that was on top, with pleasure and a disgusting grin, lasciviously examined the body of Emily and licked her lips, again and again driving his unit into it.

- Well, baby, do you like it? He whispered, slightly shuddering at the pleasure that was overwhelming him. - Soon, you will every day to please us all in our camp!

Emily began to roar like a little girl, and the two rapists just sniveled, continuing to enjoy her pain, powerlessness and her insanely sexy body. They took their toll as predators, not people. And somewhere outside the wall, Jill could be heard screaming. Furious and frightening. Emily for a second thought that she was still lucky compared to what they did there with that red-haired beauty ...

A nasty tongue passed over her neck and pierced her ear. Her hair was pulled back painfully, and the movement inside her vagina became just insanely fast. Emily thought she was going to faint. But before all this happened, she felt how the stormy streams of sperm pour into her esteshestvo ...

She several times came into a vague semi-consciousness, in which she felt a member in her mouth, then in the pope, and again in the vagina. Men changed and fucked her exhausted body. And the girl was happy at least because she did not fully feel all this horror. And, soon, she fell into pitch and long darkness.

***

Emily opened her eyes. She was still lying on the same bed where two freaks had just recently been raped her. But they were not. Fortunately, she was now alone. Or not...

A man stood by the bright window, whose silhouette was blurred in front of his eyes.She wanted to scream, pounce on him with claws, or just run away. But she remained motionless, realizing that everything was useless.

- Um, are you awake? - A man came up to her, in which she immediately recognized Craig, after which she abruptly jumped out of bed.

- Oh, you sick bastard! - She screamed, not afraid at all that those rapists could run to her voice.

She began to beat Craig on the chest with her fists, only now noticing that the guy's shirt was soaked with blood, and he himself was trembling a little.

- Where have you been?! - but she still kept her face and kept screaming. Tears gushed from her eyes, and the pain after the rape filled all her gut. “Where were you when they did this to me?”

She looked at him with her clear blue eyes, which caused Craig no less pain than the girl herself experienced. But he was only silent and tried to stop the trembling in his hands, not knowing which words would be able to console Emily.

“Why, why, Craig,” her lips trembled, she was already shifting to a whisper, no longer holding back the tears that now rolled down her cheeks.

She was disappointed in her hero. She was disappointed in this world. But then she remembered another important thing for which she did not bury the hope of escaping from this hell. She needed to save Jill.

“You killed them, Craig, killed them all?” The girl asked almost silently, afraid to find out something terrible that had happened that night.

Craig nodded.

- There should have been a girl, Jill ...

He remained silent. Damn him

But Emily just pulled away and ran into the next room.

On the scarlet bedspread lay a beautiful naked girl with her arms spread out in different directions, her red hair gently falling on her neck and chest. And everything seemed to be in order, but a transverse red stripe was visible on the tender neck. Emily did not immediately realize that this was her wonderful hair.

- Jill! - her cry was a mixture of despair, hysteria and rage. (Especially for eroticspace) He seemed to crush the walls. Anyway, Emily hoped that he would crush the walls and bury them all in this damned house. But the walls stood exactly like the ceiling. And Jill continued to lie still on her bed.

Emily ran closer and fell on her knees in front of the girl. She took the cold hand in her hands and pressed it to her cheek, bursting into insane sobs and frantically repeating her name. But all that remains of Jill is the smell of nutmeg, which has always been imprinted on Emily’s memory.

“Um, no longer help her,” Craig sank beside him, unable to look at Emily who was killed. - She is dead!

“No,” Emily whispered, looking into Jill's wide-open eyes. “No, she cannot die because of these brutes, but not after what they did ...”

Emily did not notice how much time had passed. Maybe an hour, maybe half a day, but soon she put up with everything that happened in this apartment. Resigned to her fault, to her pain. And everything gradually receded, leaving only hatred and insane rage in the heart.

“There are a lot of weapons left here,” she finally whispered, a little startling Craig. - We'll take him all!

- Yes, it will be easier to get to the scientific center with him ...

“No,” Emily snapped at him sharply, her eyes as if glowing. “I will not go to the center, I will not rest until I revenge for all the women whom they have destroyed ...”