“Scott,” her voice was a weak croak. “Help me!”
Chalmers planted his fists on his muscular hips. “There will be no end to your agony until you surrender. This will go on and on and on until you kiss my c**k as a sign of your willingness to obey and serve our s****l commands.”
“No,” she groaned, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Please, I can’t stand any more of this. Please, please,” she sobbed, “let Kerrie and me go home to our mother! She told us to never...”
Chalmers tugged Scott through the door and slammed it behind them. “Typical,” he said. “Girls, especially virgins, always go through that last stage of resistance before their conscience caves in and they surrender.”
“They are very beautiful,” Scott said.
“Lovely, both of them. I envy you, Scott. Two of the prettiest girls in B
