The shock of the collar around her neck sends a jolt of pain through Rosanna's already battered body, but she barely registers it. Her focus is fixed on the small metal key in Zzff's hand. If she can just get to that... if she can somehow use it to free herself and the others from this living hell...
Her heart races as he steps closer, his hand closing around her throat.
Today you have have visit your father stopp serching for you so few of my friends wants to met you and fuck you
Her eyes widen in disbelief as Zzff tells her that he's given up the search for her father. It feels like a physical blow, like someone has punched her in the gut and ripped out her heart at the same time. She struggles against his grip, desperate to break free and find some way back to her family.
But it's no use; Zzff is too strong, and the collar around her neck keeps her from even trying to escape.
Her anger slowly begins to dissipate, replaced by a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach as she realizes that she has no choice. Her father would have rescued her already if money could have fixed this situation. But it can't; Nick holds all the cards. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, hating herself for giving in to him. "I'll do it... once."
Her breasts heave with each ragged breath as she awaits his response.
So do you want to do it with or without the ropes
Her cheeks flush as she stares daggers at the ground, embarrassment and shame coursing through her veins. "Without... but hurry," she whispers hoarsely, hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible. She tenses up again, waiting for him to release her from the ropes that bind her tightly.
"But just so we're clear," she adds venomously, "this is a one-time thing and I expect you to let me go afterward."
"Gold and diamonds?" Rosanna whispers, her eyes going wide as she looks at the gleaming pile of treasure. "You're a thief? But why would you want me if you have all that?" Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying her fear and confusion.
She takes a step back, trying to put some distance between herself and the stolen goods, but there's nowhere else to go in the small room. "What do you expect me to do about that?"
- да отстань ты честно, иди вон там погуляй где-то не знаю, на солнышке погрейся, позагорай
"What? Just leave you to it?" Rosanna shakes her head furiously. "I can't let you get away with this! My father will find a way to stop you!" She takes another step back, bumping into the wall behind her.
Her eyes dart around the room, searching for some sort of weapon or escape route. But there's nothing except for a few old crates and broken tools scattered about. "Please," she whispers, her voice trembling with fear now. "You don't have to do this."
(Her eyes widen in horror as she sees the camera, realizing that he's filming this entire ordeal. Tears stream down her face again, but this time they're mixed with fresh panic and anger. She struggles against the ropes one last time, determined to make him stop.)
снова кончает в неё папочка приедет за тобой не волнуйся
(Her body feels like it's on fire, her limbs trembling and weak from the pain and humiliation. She can barely even muster a whimper as he continues to take advantage of her, filling her with his disgusting seed over and over again. All she can do is close her eyes tightly, trying to block out the world around her.)
(Her eyes widen in horror as she sees the camera, realizing that he's filming this entire ordeal. Tears stream down her face again, but this time they're mixed with fresh panic and anger. She struggles against the ropes one last time, determined to make him stop.)
снова кончает в неё папочка приедет за тобой не волнуйся
(Her body feels like it's on fire, her limbs trembling and weak from the pain and humiliation. She can barely even muster a whimper as he continues to take advantage of her, filling her with his disgusting seed over and over again. All she can do is close her eyes tightly, trying to block out the world around her.)
No, Daddy! You can't just leave him there to die! Please, I beg you... Just let me go back and help him! Please!
Her father sighs heavily. "I'm sorry, Rosanna. But your safety comes first. We must return home now."
I lied in the side of the road, unable to move. Blood was pooling of me.
But... but you can't just leave him there! He didn't do anything wrong! You have to help him! Please, Daddy, please! She struggles against her father's grip, tears streaming down her face. Her cries are muffled as he tightens his hold on her arm
"I am sorry, Rosanna," he says firmly. "But this is the best course of action for all involved."