He had been so charming and now he was hurting her, the pleasure confusing her senses. More. Stop. Don’t stop. Let me go. His thrusts slowed as a third hand touched her, then a fourth, then a fifth.

The new hands grasped her arms and she was pulled to her feet. The man who had just raped her put a bag over her head and said “have fun” as they began to drag her away.

Pushed to her knees and the bag removed, she tried to regain her bearings and eyesight. One, two, three; three men, her rapist nowhere in sight. The warm sun was blocked by the trees and her torn dress welcomed the breeze.

A tall man with a perfect jawline walked towards her. To her left was a muscular man; her right, a modern Viking. Each one strikingly different from each other, but all just as godly as the man who had just used her.

Held in her place, euphoria overwhelmed her. The fingers cutting into her soft flesh and the man towering over her made her shiver. Fresh juices and their friend’s cum ran down her thigh. Holding up her chin, Jawline spoke.

“This is your last chance.”

“Please! Let me go!” Fighting against Muscles and Viking was pointless, but it was in her nature to try. “Stop fucking touching me… I… the fuck!” Giving up, she relaxed as Viking started playing with her clit.

His fingers slipped into her pussy and he violently explored it while calling her names. Looking up at Jawline for safety, she was met with a look of disgust. Panic began to set in as Muscles bit down on her shoulder. She was helpless and there were four predators on the trail with her.

Snapping at Viking, her face was held tightly by Jawline and he whispered in her ear, “We’re going to destroy you, girl.” Looking up at him with fear, words quickly escaped her lips. “Do I even have a choice?”

“Do I even have a choice?”

| CHOICES |

• “Not anymore.”
• “Of course, are you all good?”