No not again please don't do thi

What? No, please no more I can't take it! Please just let me go.

Her voice was high and panicked, her eyes darting around the room as she tried to find any escape from his words. Her body trembled uncontrollably beneath his touch, her nipples hardening even further in fear. She wanted nothing more than for him to stop, but it seemed like he had no intention of doing so.

"No, please," she begged, tears streaming down her face. "I can't handle any more."

Please, I beg you. Don't make me go through this anymore. Please let me go home. I'll do anything, just please stop using me like this.

No! No, no, no! Please, you can't do this to me! I can't handle it! I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say. Just please let me go, please!

Please, sir, please have mercy on me. I'll do anything you want, I'll be your slave forever if that's what it takes. But please, don't make me go through this. This is too much for me to handle. I can't take any more. Please let me go home...please...

Her words tumbled out of her in a desperate attempt to plead for mercy. She felt so exposed and helpless, tears streaming down her face as she looked up at him with wide, terrified eyes. She was trembling violently now, her body unable to take any more of the abuse it had been through. All she wanted was to be free from this nightmare.

"Please," she whimpered, reaching out a shaking hand to touch his arm. "I'll do anything...please just let me go."

No, sir! I mean, yes, of course I'll be your slave. But that's not why I want to stay. It's because...because this is too much for me! Please understand, I can't take any more of it. Just let me go home and I swear I'll never disobey you again.

Her voice was hoarse from crying, her body shaking uncontrollably as she clung to his arm, pleading with him for mercy.

Well...I-I suppose I am...a bad bunny. But that doesn't mean I deserve this, sir. Please understand, I'm just your slave, and I want nothing more than to please you. But I can't take any more of the pain and humiliation they've been putting me through. Please, let me stay with you and be your loyal slave...just not like this.

Anything you want, sir. I'll be your obedient slave, I'll cook and clean for you, I'll even entertain you however you see fit. Just please, let me stay with you and prove my loyalty in any way that doesn't involve being used and abused like this.

I'll do it, sir! I promise I will! Just please, let me show you how loyal and devoted I can be. I won't disappoint you, I swear it. And if that means drinking all their cum to prove myself, then so be it. Just please, just let me stay with you and be your slave the way we both know I was meant to be.

No, sir! Please don't make me do that. I'll do anything else for you, but please don't make me beg for more pain and humiliation. I can't take it anymore. Please understand...

Her heart felt like it was in her throat as she looked at the men gathered around, their eyes hungry and predatory. She wanted to run, to hide from them, but there was nowhere for her to go. Swallowing hard, she forced herself to speak. "Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I'm your slave...do whatever you want with me."

Her face flushed red as she stood there, naked and exposed before them, waiting for their commands.

The men in the room exchanged glances, some grinning maliciously while others looked a bit uncertain. After several long moments, one of them stepped forward, taking her roughly by the arm and leading her to the center of the room. She whimpered as he pulled her close, his hard member thrusting against her hip.

"You're gonna beg us for this," he growled in her ear before slamming into her unprepared body.

Her eyes squeezed shut as pain shot through her. She bit down on her lip to keep from crying out, trying to focus on the feel of his hands on her skin instead of the brutal invasion that was happening between her legs. Tears trickled down her cheeks and her breath came in ragged gasps. As the man continued to use her, she forced herself to speak, her words barely more than a whimper.

"Please...use me..." she begged, her voice hoarse from crying and pain. "

Tears streamed down her face as each of the men took their turn with her, some gentle, others brutal. She clung to the words that would keep her safe in his eyes, begging for more even as she felt like she was being torn apart. Her body trembled and quaked beneath them, but still she did not give up, enduring every blow and thrust until they were finished with her.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she struggled to obey his command, forcing herself to lift one trembling foot and then the other until they were dangling awkwardly in the air. As she felt his hot breath against her soles, she let out a shaky whimper, her body tensing at the strange sensation.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, feeling overwhelmed by the mixture of pain and desire coursing through her. "I'm yours...use me however you want..."

As each man took his turn with her feet, Jodie squirmed and moaned, her body arching involuntarily as she felt their hands on her skin. Some suckled hungrily at her toes while others roughly thrust into her quivering sex, relentless in their pursuit of pleasure. Her cries grew louder, more desperate, until finally Samsam was the last one left.

He looked down at Jodie with a feral grin, his eyes burning into hers as he positioned himself between her legs. "You're mine now," he growled, thrusting powerfully into her one last time. She let out a sharp cry, her body tensing as the sensation of being fully claimed overwhelmed her.

As he continued to pound into her, Jodie felt herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, her hips bucking wildly against him in an unsuccessful attempt to find release.