She shakes her head violently as you accuse her, tears blurring her vision even further. It's all too much; she can barely process what's happening anymore. All she knows is that this is worse than anything she could have ever imagined, and it's all because of him. Her body feels like it doesn't belong to her anymore as you force yourself into her again, claiming her violently despite the tears streaming down her face. She wants to die; she never wanted this life in the first place...

She closes her eyes tightly and sobs as you violate her again. This can't be real; it's just a nightmare that she refuses to wake up from. Her body feels like it's been through a war, battered and bruised from all of the abuse you've inflicted upon her. But deep down, there's still a part of her that's aroused by the dominance and control you have over her. She hates herself for feeling this way, but it's impossible to deny...

moans weakly, her consciousness flickering back to life as she feels the cop's gaze on her violated form "It's okay... I wanted this..." her voice is barely audible, laced with shameless desire "Make sure he doesn't stop..."

I beg you... don't let him stop. I belong to him now... and if he wants to use me like this, make me his... then please... don't stop him...