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There was a man with a disfigured face holding a bat, staring at her terrifyingly. He was truly enjoying the misfortune that had befallen the innocent Pokémon.\n\n“I'm sorry, dear, it was fun playing with you, but the show is over,” said the man, preparing the blow that would end Astrid's life. When she received it, Rachel woke up.\n\nRachel quickly lifted her head from her desk, startled, and looked around. It was just a bad dream... one that could perhaps be a reality if it hadn't already happened. Rachel looked worriedly at the desk where Astrid used to sit, in front of hers. Her mind was filled with negative thoughts about what she might have done and what might have happened to her. She couldn't help feeling guilty.\nAlthough Astrid was rebellious, she would never do something like run away from home. It's not something she would do. Rachel knows her and knows that very well.\nAt recess, she tried to slip by quietly. She wanted to know if she was the only one concerned about her friend's disappearance. To her surprise, very few people cared about her. Most knew about it but didn't think it was important, and others didn't even know. This made no sense to Rachel. Astrid was supposed to be moderately popular, and now it seemed like no one remembered her.\nShe didn't know if they never cared, or if she was simply the only one making too much drama out of it all, but she couldn't help it. She was her friend, and she disappeared after her party. In a way, she was responsible, but she was too afraid to say what she knew; maybe they would take her as an accomplice.\nFeeling ashamed and guilty, Rachel returned to her classroom, where she found Ricky. She timidly approached him, more because she now felt terrible remorse than because of her apparent introversion.\n\n“Hey Ricky...” she asked him in a low voice. “Did you hear about Astrid? Do you know if they found her or if there are any clues?” Rachel said with her head down.\n\n“Uh... no, you should know. Wasn't she going to your party that same night?” Ricky asked.\n\n“She never showed up! I swear!” Rachel replied immediately and nervously, as if trying to silence him and assert her innocence.\n\n“Calm down,” Ricky said, surprised. “I'm not saying it was you... unless...”\n\n“NO! I had nothing to do with it,” Rachel interrupted. “It's just your imagination.”\n\n“Then why are you so tense? Or do you want something else?” Ricky asked mischievously.\n\n“Nothing like that, you idiot!” Rachel replied aggressively.\n\n“Are you going to try to bite me like the bitch you are? Well, I guess one more warning call is what would make you more suspicious to Astrid's parents.”\n\nRachel furiously punched the wall next to Ricky's face. “Don't you dare talk about her! You have no right!” Rachel shouted.\n\n“Don't worry, you'd only raise more suspicion, although...” Ricky looked mischievously at Rachel.\n\n“What the hell are you thinking now?” Rachel threatened.\n\n“Astrid's parents will be desperate for any clue or accusation, even if it's false, and I don't think your parents would like to know that their little girl could be involved in the disappearance of a girl, especially knowing that you throw parties that are inappropriate for your age when they're not around,” he said confidently. “It would be a shame if they found out about all that at once,” he said with a false tone of concern.\n\n“Talk now! What the hell do you want?” Rachel replied.\n\n“Tonight I hope you can make up for my silence in your bed,” Ricky said as he grabbed Rachel's hips; she instantly kneed Ricky in the crotch.\n\n“Who the hell do you think you are? There's no way I'm going to agree to your stupid ideas,” she said to Ricky, who was trying to get up again with difficulty.\n\n“You agreed to do ‘that’ for less, honey, don't play hard to get. Look, we both benefit from it,” Ricky said as he tried to recover from the blow.\n\nStressed, Rachel pulled her ears, growling, her eyes red with rage, and said\n\n“Just tonight, and on my terms, or I swear I'll rip your thing off with my teeth.”\n\n“That's the spirit, honey. See you tonight, ha ha ha,” said Ricky, stroking Rachel's head and then limping away a little from the pain of the knee to the groin.\n\nStressed out, Rachel sat silently at her desk until the end of class, paying no attention to anything.\nShe dragged her feet on the way home. When she arrived, the house was empty, as expected. Her parents wouldn't be back for a few days due to work trips. Rachel sighed in despair and went to her room. She spent about half an hour staring at the ceiling, thinking about her missing friend and imagining what might have happened that night. Her friends hadn't seen her after she left the party. No one knew what had happened, nor did they dare to tell the authorities where she had last been seen. Of course, no one wanted to admit that they had been at a wild party and that a minor had disappeared from there.\nRachel couldn't help feeling guilty about all this. She wanted Astrid to come to the party, she bragged about it and encouraged her to go, and in the end, because of that, Astrid left, and although she had a good time, she never came home. The police had no clue as to her whereabouts, and only she knew where she was before she disappeared. She couldn't handle the guilt; she had to do something, even if it was just for herself. That's when she had an idea: to investigate Astrid's whereabouts on her own.\nIt would be at least five hours before Ricky arrived, so she could go to the places Astrid might have visited before her disappearance and develop a theory. The police had no idea where it all happened, so it would be difficult to arouse suspicion while she investigated.\nRachel took a map and traced all the possible routes Astrid could take on her way home, then put some items in her backpack that might be useful, such as her cell phone, pepper spray, and a magnifying glass. She didn't think the magnifying glass would be very useful, but it looked good.\nRachel locked the door securely and set out to search for any clues that might lead her to Astrid. She felt motivated and hopeful.\nShe began searching the most distant and isolated routes Astrid could have taken, but found nothing. Then she searched the closest routes, but was unsuccessful. Next, she went to the most direct routes, but it didn't seem like she would find anything. Then, on one of those routes, her ears perked up. Rachel had detected a faint scent similar to her friend's. Rachel sniffed more... Yes, it was her friend. She crouched down to sniff the ground, looking like a real dog. Following the trail, she found dry white rabbit hair. It was Astrid's, evidence that she had been there on the day of the incident. She just had to follow the trail.\nRachel concentrated and after a few minutes, she was able to pick up Astrid's faint trail and where it might have led. Rachel followed the trail eagerly, but that attitude vanished when she noticed something strange as she tried to follow the path. there was another smell, recent and constant. Rachel turned around and realized that someone wearing a hood was following her. Rachel's hair stood on end. She was scared and had no idea what to do.\nIf she got scared and asked for help, it could just be a false alarm, or the guy could even argue that whatever his intentions were, how could anyone know if it was true? It would take another witness doing practically the same thing to prove it, and most people don't pay attention, or they just walk a block with them before crossing or turning in another direction. She couldn't just ignore him and pretend nothing was happening either; the guy could follow her to a less crowded place and do his thing there.\nRachel chose to simply avoid making a scene and walk on pretending nothing was happening. then she turned right, the man would do the same, so Rachel had to deviate further, forcing her to cancel her search and try to drag that man to a place where he couldn't do anything to her. That's how it was until Rachel passed by a bank she knew. There were guards there, so she stopped to wait and see what the guy would do.\nThe man got closer and closer to her until... he walked right past her... he just kept going as if nothing had happened. Rachel sighed with relief and waited until the man was far away, then she looked at the time: 4:15 PM. Rachel was surprised at how long it took her to do that search. She was worried. She only had one clue and couldn't continue for now, so she simply went to her room to take a shower. Once she was clean, she heard a knock on the door. It was Ricky. Rachel knew she had to keep her end of the bargain.\nShe opened the door and saw Ricky with his usual confident look.\n\n“Hi Rachel, I came here to ‘play’ with you as we agreed,” said Ricky.\n\n“Just come in and let's get this over with,” Rachel replied, somewhat annoyed.\n\n“I was expecting you to be in a better mood. Don't worry, I'll leave you satisfied,” he replied, provoking her.\n\n“Let me make it clear that this is just an agreement, so it's not something that makes me feel comfortable.”\n\n“Don't worry, you'll like it, and you'll ask me for more later.”\n\nThey both entered the house, walking a little towards Rachel's room. Ricky took her hand, and she turned around, surprised, and looked at him.\n\n“I want to do it on the sofa,” Ricky said in a dominant tone.\n\n“Are you crazy? My parents would kill me if I got it dirty with what we're going to do.”\n\n“But they're not here, are they? You can clean it up later with your little tongue, right?” Ricky replied.\n\nRachel wanted to hit him hard, but she held back. It was better to satisfy her partner to avoid him causing her problems.\n\n“Fine, idiot, we'll do it your way,” Rachel said resignedly as she headed for the sofa.\n\nOnce Rachel was seated, she sighed, trying to take in everything that was happening. Once she was lying down, she just waited. Ricky approached her, took her cheeks and pulled her toward him, giving her a French kiss. Rachel felt nauseous, but Ricky simply didn't stop. Instead, he began to run his hands over her breasts, covered by thick hair, moving his hands up and down until he reached Rachel's nipples and pinched them. Rachel moaned, but it was more a moan of pain and discomfort than pleasure, which only further ignited Ricky's lust, and he continued to play with that area for a few minutes.\nAfter finishing, he brought his erect member to Rachel's waist. She trembled and took a deep breath. Ricky, without mercy, penetrated Rachel roughly. She screamed, but that didn't stop Ricky, who began to thrust into the little Riolu's body.\nRachel complained more than she moaned as she closed her eyes and tried to feel comfortable with what she was doing, but under pressure, or worse, under blackmail, intimacy doesn't feel so pleasant. Her body was tense, which only turned Ricky on more, and he continued to thrust into Rachel with even more force. She just complained and howled.\n\n“That's it, bitch, howl for me,” Ricky said as he continued to ram little Rachel's body hard.\n\nIt didn't take long for Ricky to come inside her. Rachel felt everything, which alarmed her. She got up and saw Ricky's fluids flowing out of her. She realized she had overlooked something essential to what they were doing.\n\n“You didn't bring protection?” Rachel exclaimed.\n\n“So you'd feel better,” Ricky said calmly.\n\n“Idiot! If I get pregnant after this, I swear I'll kill you!” Rachel threatened. Ricky ignored the warning and pushed her back down on the sofa.\n\n“It would be nice if you had my baby, but I doubt it. Besides, remember why we're doing this,” Ricky said as he spread Rachel's legs again. She just stared at him furiously, unable to believe what she was lowering herself to. Once again, she felt the thrusts and it all started over.\n\nMeanwhile, Astrid was attending to another client in the “usual” way: collar and leash on, hands tied, mouth gagged, and feeling the intense thrusts of a man bigger than her. She just sobbed and looked away, trying to endure the pain through her tears as her attacker's hands roamed her defenseless body.\nWhile this was happening, Ricky was accelerating the pace of his thrusts, Rachel just endured all the silence with a look of discomfort, finally Ricky spilled his seed inside Rachel, she just let out a small moan as she felt her insides filled with Ricky's seed.\nAt the same time, Astrid was catching her breath after her client separated from her, satisfied, leaving a small stream of his fluids inside her. Astrid begged the man to leave, but then she saw him move closer to her, positioning his still erect member in Astrid's mouth, which was gagged, forcing her to keep her mouth open so that others could easily enter her there.\nRachel was sucking Ricky's member at a very slow pace, feeling disgusted as she did so. She had done it before, but it had always been an agreement between the two of them, something that she and her partner at the time wanted to do for pleasure. It was very different from doing it under pressure to save her skin with someone she had always hated for being so rude to all the girls and for his obvious perversion.\nRicky, eager to live the experience to the fullest, took Rachel's head and pulled her toward him, making his member reach her throat. Rachel gagged and freed herself from Ricky's grip as best she could.\n\n“I remind you that you must satisfy me, dear,” Ricky reminded her.\n\nBoth furious and resigned, Rachel allowed herself to be manipulated by Ricky's hands as he thrust his member deep into her throat. Rachel resisted weakly; she didn't want to do it, but she knew she had to satisfy Ricky so that he would leave her alone. Allowing herself to be manipulated by Ricky, she just closed her eyes and tried to resist the nausea and urge to bite him. She wondered if this might count as rape. Rachel refused to believe that, considering it only an uncomfortable deal that they had both agreed to. Deep down, she knew he was forcing her, but she didn't want to admit it. A few tears rolled down Rachel's cheeks as she continued sucking until Ricky finally ejaculated inside her. Ricky pressed her head against him, forcing her to swallow or choke on his semen. Rachel tried to break free with all her strength, but when nothing more could enter her mouth, the liquid forced its way into Rachel's throat. She had a choking cough, but Ricky wouldn't let go. Little by little, Rachel stopped fighting and, resigned, tried to swallow, enduring the feeling of suffocation and the liquid in part of her airways. When he was finished, Ricky finally let her go, and Rachel fell like a corpse onto the couch. She was in shock, as she had almost choked to death for refusing to swallow. Ricky's seed had invaded Rachel's airways a little, causing some of it to escape through her nose as if it were mucus. She soon began to cough up what was left in her mouth and throat.\nAstrid found herself in a similar situation after her client was satisfied, only recording Astrid's shocked face and then recording her private parts with evidence of what they had done to her. Then the man would kiss Astrid on the cheek and leave satisfied. After a few minutes of silence, Astrid would start to cry. She had tried to be as strong as she could, but she was running out of strength. What was the point of being strong in a place like this? Why fight for a pride that didn't exist? Why rebel and be strong if, in the end, nothing would change, but rather her situation would get worse? The fight was beginning to lose its meaning for Astrid.\nMeanwhile, Rachel was on all fours being anally penetrated by Ricky, who was also spanking her.\n\n“Howl for me,” Ricky ordered.\n\nRachel, with tears in her eyes, let out a pitiful howl of lament as she continued to be rammed by Ricky. Once again, Ricky picked up the pace until he filled Rachel with his seed again; she barely lifted her head.\n\n“Are you done yet? It's getting dark...” Rachel barely pleaded, but she was only changed position and Ricky was squeezing her tiny breasts.\n\n“Remember, it's until I'm satisfied, and I've saved energy for more rounds,” Ricky announced with a mischievous smile. Rachel understood; she would have to endure it all night and even into the morning, just as Astrid would be in her cell enduring client after client as long as her body could take it...\nYou could say that both felt the same thing in different ways that night, but the next morning, while Astrid in her cell with her red eyes could barely move to crawl to the bathroom, Rachel would have woken up early just to kick Ricky out of her house in a rage.\nRachel went to take a shower and tears of rage ran down her face as she washed herself. Now she didn't even want to see him ever again, but at least with that she was able to buy Ricky's silence; and with the information she had about Astrid's whereabouts, she was already getting an idea of where her friend might be; If she managed to rescue her, she would love to kick Ricky's ass with her help. She just needed more time to find out where Astrid was.\nBut while Rachel was planning and regretting talking to Ricky and accepting his deal, Astrid barely dragged herself to the bathroom to relieve herself. It was excruciatingly painful in her condition. After cleaning herself up, she finally regained enough strength to stand up and limp to the shower, but at that moment a man came in for her and took her away to serve more customers. Astrid's pleas and kicking were useless. Once again, she was tied up, gagged, and ready to serve more customers.\nShe wasn't ready for more, but it was her turn, what was left for her, what she was forced to do...", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Astrid was beaten, naked, covered in blood, lying on the floor, barely able to lift her head. There was a man with a disfigured face holding a bat, staring at her terrifyingly. He was truly enjoying the misfortune that had befallen the innocent Pokémon.

“I'm sorry, dear, it was fun playing with you, but the show is over,” said the man, preparing the blow that would end Astrid's life. When she received it, Rachel woke up.

Rachel quickly lifted her head from her desk, startled, and looked around. It was just a bad dream... one that could perhaps be a reality if it hadn't already happened. Rachel looked worriedly at the desk where Astrid used to sit, in front of hers. Her mind was filled with negative thoughts about what she might have done and what might have happened to her. She couldn't help feeling guilty.
Although Astrid was rebellious, she would never do something like run away from home. It's not something she would do. Rachel knows her and knows that very well.
At recess, she tried to slip by quietly. She wanted to know if she was the only one concerned about her friend's disappearance. To her surprise, very few people cared about her. Most knew about it but didn't think it was important, and others didn't even know. This made no sense to Rachel. Astrid was supposed to be moderately popular, and now it seemed like no one remembered her.
She didn't know if they never cared, or if she was simply the only one making too much drama out of it all, but she couldn't help it. She was her friend, and she disappeared after her party. In a way, she was responsible, but she was too afraid to say what she knew; maybe they would take her as an accomplice.
Feeling ashamed and guilty, Rachel returned to her classroom, where she found Ricky. She timidly approached him, more because she now felt terrible remorse than because of her apparent introversion.

“Hey Ricky...” she asked him in a low voice. “Did you hear about Astrid? Do you know if they found her or if there are any clues?” Rachel said with her head down.

“Uh... no, you should know. Wasn't she going to your party that same night?” Ricky asked.

“She never showed up! I swear!” Rachel replied immediately and nervously, as if trying to silence him and assert her innocence.

“Calm down,” Ricky said, surprised. “I'm not saying it was you... unless...”

“NO! I had nothing to do with it,” Rachel interrupted. “It's just your imagination.”

“Then why are you so tense? Or do you want something else?” Ricky asked mischievously.

“Nothing like that, you idiot!” Rachel replied aggressively.

“Are you going to try to bite me like the bitch you are? Well, I guess one more warning call is what would make you more suspicious to Astrid's parents.”

Rachel furiously punched the wall next to Ricky's face. “Don't you dare talk about her! You have no right!” Rachel shouted.

“Don't worry, you'd only raise more suspicion, although...” Ricky looked mischievously at Rachel.

“What the hell are you thinking now?” Rachel threatened.

“Astrid's parents will be desperate for any clue or accusation, even if it's false, and I don't think your parents would like to know that their little girl could be involved in the disappearance of a girl, especially knowing that you throw parties that are inappropriate for your age when they're not around,” he said confidently. “It would be a shame if they found out about all that at once,” he said with a false tone of concern.

“Talk now! What the hell do you want?” Rachel replied.

“Tonight I hope you can make up for my silence in your bed,” Ricky said as he grabbed Rachel's hips; she instantly kneed Ricky in the crotch.

“Who the hell do you think you are? There's no way I'm going to agree to your stupid ideas,” she said to Ricky, who was trying to get up again with difficulty.

“You agreed to do ‘that’ for less, honey, don't play hard to get. Look, we both benefit from it,” Ricky said as he tried to recover from the blow.

Stressed, Rachel pulled her ears, growling, her eyes red with rage, and said

“Just tonight, and on my terms, or I swear I'll rip your thing off with my teeth.”

“That's the spirit, honey. See you tonight, ha ha ha,” said Ricky, stroking Rachel's head and then limping away a little from the pain of the knee to the groin.

Stressed out, Rachel sat silently at her desk until the end of class, paying no attention to anything.
She dragged her feet on the way home. When she arrived, the house was empty, as expected. Her parents wouldn't be back for a few days due to work trips. Rachel sighed in despair and went to her room. She spent about half an hour staring at the ceiling, thinking about her missing friend and imagining what might have happened that night. Her friends hadn't seen her after she left the party. No one knew what had happened, nor did they dare to tell the authorities where she had last been seen. Of course, no one wanted to admit that they had been at a wild party and that a minor had disappeared from there.
Rachel couldn't help feeling guilty about all this. She wanted Astrid to come to the party, she bragged about it and encouraged her to go, and in the end, because of that, Astrid left, and although she had a good time, she never came home. The police had no clue as to her whereabouts, and only she knew where she was before she disappeared. She couldn't handle the guilt; she had to do something, even if it was just for herself. That's when she had an idea: to investigate Astrid's whereabouts on her own.
It would be at least five hours before Ricky arrived, so she could go to the places Astrid might have visited before her disappearance and develop a theory. The police had no idea where it all happened, so it would be difficult to arouse suspicion while she investigated.
Rachel took a map and traced all the possible routes Astrid could take on her way home, then put some items in her backpack that might be useful, such as her cell phone, pepper spray, and a magnifying glass. She didn't think the magnifying glass would be very useful, but it looked good.
Rachel locked the door securely and set out to search for any clues that might lead her to Astrid. She felt motivated and hopeful.
She began searching the most distant and isolated routes Astrid could have taken, but found nothing. Then she searched the closest routes, but was unsuccessful. Next, she went to the most direct routes, but it didn't seem like she would find anything. Then, on one of those routes, her ears perked up. Rachel had detected a faint scent similar to her friend's. Rachel sniffed more... Yes, it was her friend. She crouched down to sniff the ground, looking like a real dog. Following the trail, she found dry white rabbit hair. It was Astrid's, evidence that she had been there on the day of the incident. She just had to follow the trail.
Rachel concentrated and after a few minutes, she was able to pick up Astrid's faint trail and where it might have led. Rachel followed the trail eagerly, but that attitude vanished when she noticed something strange as she tried to follow the path. there was another smell, recent and constant. Rachel turned around and realized that someone wearing a hood was following her. Rachel's hair stood on end. She was scared and had no idea what to do.
If she got scared and asked for help, it could just be a false alarm, or the guy could even argue that whatever his intentions were, how could anyone know if it was true? It would take another witness doing practically the same thing to prove it, and most people don't pay attention, or they just walk a block with them before crossing or turning in another direction. She couldn't just ignore him and pretend nothing was happening either; the guy could follow her to a less crowded place and do his thing there.
Rachel chose to simply avoid making a scene and walk on pretending nothing was happening. then she turned right, the man would do the same, so Rachel had to deviate further, forcing her to cancel her search and try to drag that man to a place where he couldn't do anything to her. That's how it was until Rachel passed by a bank she knew. There were guards there, so she stopped to wait and see what the guy would do.
The man got closer and closer to her until... he walked right past her... he just kept going as if nothing had happened. Rachel sighed with relief and waited until the man was far away, then she looked at the time: 4:15 PM. Rachel was surprised at how long it took her to do that search. She was worried. She only had one clue and couldn't continue for now, so she simply went to her room to take a shower. Once she was clean, she heard a knock on the door. It was Ricky. Rachel knew she had to keep her end of the bargain.
She opened the door and saw Ricky with his usual confident look.

“Hi Rachel, I came here to ‘play’ with you as we agreed,” said Ricky.

“Just come in and let's get this over with,” Rachel replied, somewhat annoyed.

“I was expecting you to be in a better mood. Don't worry, I'll leave you satisfied,” he replied, provoking her.

“Let me make it clear that this is just an agreement, so it's not something that makes me feel comfortable.”

“Don't worry, you'll like it, and you'll ask me for more later.”

They both entered the house, walking a little towards Rachel's room. Ricky took her hand, and she turned around, surprised, and looked at him.

“I want to do it on the sofa,” Ricky said in a dominant tone.

“Are you crazy? My parents would kill me if I got it dirty with what we're going to do.”

“But they're not here, are they? You can clean it up later with your little tongue, right?” Ricky replied.

Rachel wanted to hit him hard, but she held back. It was better to satisfy her partner to avoid him causing her problems.

“Fine, idiot, we'll do it your way,” Rachel said resignedly as she headed for the sofa.

Once Rachel was seated, she sighed, trying to take in everything that was happening. Once she was lying down, she just waited. Ricky approached her, took her cheeks and pulled her toward him, giving her a French kiss. Rachel felt nauseous, but Ricky simply didn't stop. Instead, he began to run his hands over her breasts, covered by thick hair, moving his hands up and down until he reached Rachel's nipples and pinched them. Rachel moaned, but it was more a moan of pain and discomfort than pleasure, which only further ignited Ricky's lust, and he continued to play with that area for a few minutes.
After finishing, he brought his erect member to Rachel's waist. She trembled and took a deep breath. Ricky, without mercy, penetrated Rachel roughly. She screamed, but that didn't stop Ricky, who began to thrust into the little Riolu's body.
Rachel complained more than she moaned as she closed her eyes and tried to feel comfortable with what she was doing, but under pressure, or worse, under blackmail, intimacy doesn't feel so pleasant. Her body was tense, which only turned Ricky on more, and he continued to thrust into Rachel with even more force. She just complained and howled.

“That's it, bitch, howl for me,” Ricky said as he continued to ram little Rachel's body hard.

It didn't take long for Ricky to come inside her. Rachel felt everything, which alarmed her. She got up and saw Ricky's fluids flowing out of her. She realized she had overlooked something essential to what they were doing.

“You didn't bring protection?” Rachel exclaimed.

“So you'd feel better,” Ricky said calmly.

“Idiot! If I get pregnant after this, I swear I'll kill you!” Rachel threatened. Ricky ignored the warning and pushed her back down on the sofa.

“It would be nice if you had my baby, but I doubt it. Besides, remember why we're doing this,” Ricky said as he spread Rachel's legs again. She just stared at him furiously, unable to believe what she was lowering herself to. Once again, she felt the thrusts and it all started over.

Meanwhile, Astrid was attending to another client in the “usual” way: collar and leash on, hands tied, mouth gagged, and feeling the intense thrusts of a man bigger than her. She just sobbed and looked away, trying to endure the pain through her tears as her attacker's hands roamed her defenseless body.
While this was happening, Ricky was accelerating the pace of his thrusts, Rachel just endured all the silence with a look of discomfort, finally Ricky spilled his seed inside Rachel, she just let out a small moan as she felt her insides filled with Ricky's seed.
At the same time, Astrid was catching her breath after her client separated from her, satisfied, leaving a small stream of his fluids inside her. Astrid begged the man to leave, but then she saw him move closer to her, positioning his still erect member in Astrid's mouth, which was gagged, forcing her to keep her mouth open so that others could easily enter her there.
Rachel was sucking Ricky's member at a very slow pace, feeling disgusted as she did so. She had done it before, but it had always been an agreement between the two of them, something that she and her partner at the time wanted to do for pleasure. It was very different from doing it under pressure to save her skin with someone she had always hated for being so rude to all the girls and for his obvious perversion.
Ricky, eager to live the experience to the fullest, took Rachel's head and pulled her toward him, making his member reach her throat. Rachel gagged and freed herself from Ricky's grip as best she could.

“I remind you that you must satisfy me, dear,” Ricky reminded her.

Both furious and resigned, Rachel allowed herself to be manipulated by Ricky's hands as he thrust his member deep into her throat. Rachel resisted weakly; she didn't want to do it, but she knew she had to satisfy Ricky so that he would leave her alone. Allowing herself to be manipulated by Ricky, she just closed her eyes and tried to resist the nausea and urge to bite him. She wondered if this might count as rape. Rachel refused to believe that, considering it only an uncomfortable deal that they had both agreed to. Deep down, she knew he was forcing her, but she didn't want to admit it. A few tears rolled down Rachel's cheeks as she continued sucking until Ricky finally ejaculated inside her. Ricky pressed her head against him, forcing her to swallow or choke on his semen. Rachel tried to break free with all her strength, but when nothing more could enter her mouth, the liquid forced its way into Rachel's throat. She had a choking cough, but Ricky wouldn't let go. Little by little, Rachel stopped fighting and, resigned, tried to swallow, enduring the feeling of suffocation and the liquid in part of her airways. When he was finished, Ricky finally let her go, and Rachel fell like a corpse onto the couch. She was in shock, as she had almost choked to death for refusing to swallow. Ricky's seed had invaded Rachel's airways a little, causing some of it to escape through her nose as if it were mucus. She soon began to cough up what was left in her mouth and throat.
Astrid found herself in a similar situation after her client was satisfied, only recording Astrid's shocked face and then recording her private parts with evidence of what they had done to her. Then the man would kiss Astrid on the cheek and leave satisfied. After a few minutes of silence, Astrid would start to cry. She had tried to be as strong as she could, but she was running out of strength. What was the point of being strong in a place like this? Why fight for a pride that didn't exist? Why rebel and be strong if, in the end, nothing would change, but rather her situation would get worse? The fight was beginning to lose its meaning for Astrid.
Meanwhile, Rachel was on all fours being anally penetrated by Ricky, who was also spanking her.

“Howl for me,” Ricky ordered.

Rachel, with tears in her eyes, let out a pitiful howl of lament as she continued to be rammed by Ricky. Once again, Ricky picked up the pace until he filled Rachel with his seed again; she barely lifted her head.

“Are you done yet? It's getting dark...” Rachel barely pleaded, but she was only changed position and Ricky was squeezing her tiny breasts.

“Remember, it's until I'm satisfied, and I've saved energy for more rounds,” Ricky announced with a mischievous smile. Rachel understood; she would have to endure it all night and even into the morning, just as Astrid would be in her cell enduring client after client as long as her body could take it...
You could say that both felt the same thing in different ways that night, but the next morning, while Astrid in her cell with her red eyes could barely move to crawl to the bathroom, Rachel would have woken up early just to kick Ricky out of her house in a rage.
Rachel went to take a shower and tears of rage ran down her face as she washed herself. Now she didn't even want to see him ever again, but at least with that she was able to buy Ricky's silence; and with the information she had about Astrid's whereabouts, she was already getting an idea of where her friend might be; If she managed to rescue her, she would love to kick Ricky's ass with her help. She just needed more time to find out where Astrid was.
But while Rachel was planning and regretting talking to Ricky and accepting his deal, Astrid barely dragged herself to the bathroom to relieve herself. It was excruciatingly painful in her condition. After cleaning herself up, she finally regained enough strength to stand up and limp to the shower, but at that moment a man came in for her and took her away to serve more customers. Astrid's pleas and kicking were useless. Once again, she was tied up, gagged, and ready to serve more customers.
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