Jade's Fantasy

Jade's darkest fantasy slams into motion the second a van door rips open. Keys slip from her fingers as hands haul her inside, strangers pile on, and the city blurs past. She kicks, twists, bites, but four against one ends every struggle fast. By the time the van stops she's bound and panting, legs forced wide, mouth already put to work. They run through her holes without pause—one cock down her throat while another splits her ass, a third driving deep inside, leaving her airtight and dripping. Black cocks fill the view; the men trade places, use her mouth, ass, and cunt until she's slick and raw. No words, just the slap of flesh, the taste of sweat and cum, the bite of rope. They drag her inside a locked room and slam the door. She stays there, marked and trembling, a toy waiting for the next time they need to unload.