Ramos began speaking directly to his men again in Spanish. The chains were unlatched from her wrist cuffs that were crossed over behind her back. Four men lifted her by her forearms and legs, easily carrying her to the sectional and tossing her down.

Now speaking directly to Hanna, Ramos looked down to her as she lay on her back.

“He doesn’t claim you anymore, which means you belong to anyone who wants you.”, Ramos told her through his heavy accent while glancing around the whole room.

He wanted to make sure she knew how helpless she really was. Kasey wasn’t coming to rescue her.

The men followed more instructions rambled from Ramos, swiftly taking Hanna by the arms and legs to spread her open across the couch, stretching her thighs out as far as her body would allow.

She instinctively struggled to shield her body from the men but couldn’t protect herself. She recognized they weren’t going to slow down by their sly grins, as they chuckled at her weak attempts to close her legs.

Ramos now stood above her, still gripping his hardened cock and centered between the legs where he intended to go next. He paused to take in the view of the girl.

With legs still being held open for him, he narrowed his focus…… locking eyes on the whore’s thin pink lips surrounding her opening. His thoughts and actions were now driven by the female’s pale body, and he was only thinking only of sinking his cock in the spread pussy that needed to be used.

He lowered himself on the couch, kneeling between her open legs and wedging himself tightly against her thighs. His cock was aimed to her center.

Hanna tried to close herself again, tugging against the men’s tight grips.

She didn’t want to do it this way…. She wasn’t ready.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Please noooo!” now struggling, kicking harder…

“Not like this…. Please. Wait!”, she pleaded in a tone of reason. She made eye contact with Ramos and all the men standing around her, trying to hide her panic…. She just needed time….

“Shhhhh, shhhhhh, shhhhh, shhhh”……. one of the men cooly responded, trying to settle her…..

The other men completely ignored her. Ramos rattled something off toward the men who were holding her arms down above her head. The man in the red shirt grabbed her by her hair, shoving her head forward, until her shoulders were lifted up and curled forward off the couch.

“You’re about to see what a whore cunt looks like when getting fucked.” Ramos said, while rubbing the head of his cock over her opening and shoving himself in without warning.

Tightly gripping of one of her thighs to steady himself, he began to selfishly fuck her. His loosened belt rattled continuously as he collided into her body.

Ramos took the ankles away from the men and held her open himself, balancing with her legs as he started to take a new rhythm. His sadistic dominance had been ignited with the young new pussy and her submission to do as she was told. Like Kasey, Ramos was much older, but she had never met him until he put his cock in her mouth minutes before.

However, Ramos’s growing need to dominate and use her was from a different place than Kasey’s. For Ramos, she was just another whore that needed to be fucked as part of her training. It was her place to be on her back right now. A young woman that his friend was training and had been offered to be used…… she was a free use whore in his mind.

“You see that whores pussy getting fucked…… Huh?" he said, through labored breathing.

Hanna was softly whimpering while the man having his way and her. She couldn’t answer. She struggled to breathe from the contorted position the men were holding her in. Her chin was shoved to her chest to look down between her own legs as he held her open.

Yes, she could clearly see what the man was doing to her.

Samantha continued peeking through the curtain across the hall. She saw the man on top of the girl being held open for him. From her view, Ramos was facing away blocking the view of the girl on her back. And although his pants were still on, she could tell he was fucking her. His belt was loosened and the kaki, grease-stained pants were sagging down over his hips…. The she could see him pressing into her while holding her ankles out and up….

‘10 and 2’, Samantha thought to herself, with a grin….

She could see the man was starting to pound harder and faster into the girl, followed by whines and occasional screams with his deeper strokes. It was clear the girls sounds had no affect on what he was doing to her…. Samantha studied how he played with different rhythms as if drawing out his playtime with a new toy…. A slow, long stroke. Then faster, then slower again..

Meanwhile, Ramos didn’t even pay attention to the girls whining….He was only using her and wouldn’t stop until he was done with her. He watched his cock, now deep red, disappearing into the whore’s pussy and her pink pussy lips start to glisten as they gripped around his shaft.

“Your cunt is doing an excellent job with this dick, whore.”, he panted, quickly pumping in an out.

Hanna stayed silent as the pleasure between her legs started to consume her. She was drifting off, limp and incoherent.

“That’s a compliment…… Whore!….Say thank you.” Ramos demanded, in matter-of-fact tone, while watching his cock slide in and out….

“Thank you, Mr. Ramos.”, Hanna managed to say, mirroring the way Krista spoke to the men…

He wanted to continue working the girl’s pussy over. She was good and slick inside with a tight grip on his dick. He didn’t want to stop….thats when he felt the head of his cock flex and swell with sensitivity in the whore’s cunt…. He quickened his rhythm for about 10 more strokes and shoved in balls deep, holding himself in as the pressure in his cock began to spasm.

When he noticed Hanna’s pale face was still red and slick from sucking his cock, he began to erupt.

“Aahhhhh, Ummmm, Siiiii…

“You look like a perfect whore with that face.”….. his deep groans were simultaneous with the cum being o pushed into her.

Hanna strained to watch the older man’s face as he was cumming inside her… and suddenly, she felt the familiar freedom fill her mind, releasing her. Something she hadn’t felt since being at the men’s dorm… Finally… Something she had been chasing ever since spring break….

‘I wasn’t crazy. It’s real.’ She thought to herself… She wanted his cum….. needed his cum.

Even though the men were still holding her down and making her watch her own pussy being used, Hanna desperately strained and pressed her pussy out to him to be filled…. rocking her hips back and forth against his to soak everything up he was giving to her… And then she remembered something else she felt from the days at the dorm.

The man’s cum was a gift. Her mind was letting go.

She felt a familiar confusion approaching again….. Her mind had been unchained, but the guilt was still lurking in the dark corners of her brain.

Hanna admitted to herself in that moment, that her mind and body, at its deepest core…. craved have the strange man’s cum. She wanted more.