The Ransom

Cassandra's in trouble, and Amy's paying cash to get her back. She walks into the empty warehouse holding the money tight. The man takes one look at her and laughs. The bills stay in his pocket while he straps her down to a chair, wrists locked, ankles spread. A screen flickers to life. Cassandra's there, wrists cuffed behind her, ball gag stretching her jaw. Another man works her throat first, then flips her face-down and sinks into her ass, one finger prying her open wider, then two, then his cock. Amy's breathing gets ragged. Her body betrays her. The stranger rips her blouse open, palms her tits, fingers sliding between her legs. She hates what she's seeing, hates how soaked she is. When the video ends he pulls the gag from Amy's mouth only to push his cock inside, then yanks her hips up and works her ass the same way. Cassandra's brought out at last, still shaking. They put the girls together, side by side, every hole claimed until neither can tell whose moans belong to whom.