not embarrassed. She tried to shrink, but this only hurt, so Nastya relaxed, letting the man in herself. He began to fuck sweepingly and strongly. Nastya no longer screamed, but spasticly hiccupped from his every movement. The first was replaced by the second, and the second by the third. The girl lost track of time and was no longer able to resist.
Finally, she was left alone. The girl was lying on her back, her long legs were divorced to the side. From the vagina flowed trickle of sperm, the entire face and chest were also in sperm. The girl's body glistened with sweat, her and someone else's, her wet hair was matted, her eyes closed. She didn't have the strength to cry.

Nastya did not remember how she was in her room, someone washed it and put it to bed. She woke up in the arms of Elven. Nastya burst into tears and told her everything. Elven gently soothed a crying girl. Again, they were gentle as weasels and Nastya felt better.
In the afternoon Karl came, all this time Elven was with her. Quietly dressed, she slipped away unnoticed.
- Is it called protection? - Nastya attacked the Master.
“I must apologize to you, Freya,” said the Master. “You should not have left you alone with them.”
- You just now understand it? - asked Nastya
“I have known Norman for a very long time, and the other guys,” said the Master, “what happened is simply unthinkable.” I just can't believe it ..

- Do you want to repeat? - asked Nastya
“Hm ...” the Master chuckled. “I acutely feel my guilt before you, Freya. You see, everything that happens in the walls of the club is recorded. If I had not seen it with my own eyes ... this is some kind of wildness. They have lost their mind.
- I ... I considered you my friend, Karl - Nastya said in a quivering voice - It was my mistake, I don’t believe you anymore.
- Well - Master sat down next to her on the bed - I have nothing to argue, but I am very sorry for that.
- You keep me here as a sex slave - Nastya continued
- This is not so - said the Master - It hurts me that you think badly of me.
- Are you in pain? How much do you know about pain? Do you often beat on the face and on others ... - unable to contain emotions, Nastya silently burst into tears.

The master gently hugged her bare shoulders, but she shook her shoulders with displeasure, throwing off his arms.
- Norman and his group will be executed tonight - he said
Nastya stopped crying and hiccupped. She turned a startled look at the Master.
- Kaz ... executed? She could barely say.
- Yes. The jury ruled.
Nastya swallowed nervously
“You have no right, this is ... murder,” she said.
- On the legal side, everything was done flawlessly, all the norms were observed - the Master replied
- Carl ... - the girl dug her eyes into the Masters - That's not right, Carl ..
- Can I force you? - asked the Master - You must understand, I am even ready to execute myself for what happened.
- Here and execute yourself - the girl replied, turning away.

“As you wish,” the Master replied. “But I have to ask for a reprieve, I need to transfer the cases.”
- You think I believe everything you say? - asked Nastya
“Maybe not,” the Master replied. “But if you want to save your rapists, you have such an opportunity, but I do not recommend it to you.”
- What is the opportunity? Fuck the judge? - asked Nastya
- The jury makes the decision - answered the Master
- Even better, how many of them?
- Twelve.
“No ... this is too much for me,” Nastya said sadly.
“I pay tribute to your sense of humor and impeccable self-deprivation,” Master said somehow at random, “Okay, perhaps I should go.”

He got up and walked to the door.
- Carl, stand! - called Nastya after him.
The master stopped.
- I want to save them - said the girl.
The master turned slowly.
“You will have to be present at the trial,” he answered. “Convicts must personally ask for your forgiveness.”
- When is the trial? - asked girl
- Now - answered the Master
***

The end of the second scene.
Curtain closes.
Stage worker Mikhalych dripped valerian to calm his nerves.