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As soon as Rod let go of Alicia' she tried to scramble away, but the blow to the side of her head prevented her escape. Alicia is sobbing and screaming at the point. Rod told her that he would torture her, that she would die painfully. He picked her up and carried her in to throw her on the bed. All the while Alicia pleaded.
"Rod, stop. Please." Alicia was crying hysterically. "I'm sorry. I don't want to die." She had never been more terrified in all of her life. Rod just violently rips Alicia's legs apart. She felt a searing pain through her legs as they were forced too far apart. He tried to rape her but his dick was wounded from the bite. Alicia felt a small surge of triumph.
Heath and Rod switched places. Alicia tried her luck pleading with Heath instead, but it was no use. He was angry. He pulled a rifle from the closet and Alicia screamed out loud. "Help! Please!" Rod held her thrashing body down until Heath came back to her with the gun. Heath stood in front of her face as he loaded and cocked the gun. "Please..." She cried to Heath. "Please just let me go. I'm sorry. I won't tell anyone." Her words were barely audible, everything that came out of her mouth was a choked sob. Her mascara ran down her face like a black waterfall.
Rod moves over to the camera to keep filming. Heath grabbed Alicia and forced the rifle into her mouth. He fucked her mouth hard with the end of the gun. Alicia choked and muffled screams came out of her mouth. Everytime it hit the back of her throat the pain was excruciating. She started to taste blood in her mouth. Her eyes were wide and she looked desperately from Rod to Heath and back to Rod again. Why were they doing this? Alicia had a terrible sinking feeling that she was going to die. All he had to do was pull the trigger that his finger lightly touched. She closed her eyes tightly and her body was rigid and still, in fear and waiting for the trigger to be pulled.
Heath lifted her head off of the gun and threw her backwards onto the bed. Alicia was crying and coughing up a bit of blood. "Why..." She cried. She said up and scrambled up against the headboard of the bed. "Why are you doing this?" She looked at Heath with terrified eyes and then looked to Rod. There was sadness and heartbreak in her face. "You don't have to do this. Just let me go." She whispered through her tears. She wanted to try and run, but Rod was in the doorway with the camera.
"Rod, stop. Please." Alicia was crying hysterically. "I'm sorry. I don't want to die." She had never been more terrified in all of her life. Rod just violently rips Alicia's legs apart. She felt a searing pain through her legs as they were forced too far apart. He tried to rape her but his dick was wounded from the bite. Alicia felt a small surge of triumph.
Heath and Rod switched places. Alicia tried her luck pleading with Heath instead, but it was no use. He was angry. He pulled a rifle from the closet and Alicia screamed out loud. "Help! Please!" Rod held her thrashing body down until Heath came back to her with the gun. Heath stood in front of her face as he loaded and cocked the gun. "Please..." She cried to Heath. "Please just let me go. I'm sorry. I won't tell anyone." Her words were barely audible, everything that came out of her mouth was a choked sob. Her mascara ran down her face like a black waterfall.
Rod moves over to the camera to keep filming. Heath grabbed Alicia and forced the rifle into her mouth. He fucked her mouth hard with the end of the gun. Alicia choked and muffled screams came out of her mouth. Everytime it hit the back of her throat the pain was excruciating. She started to taste blood in her mouth. Her eyes were wide and she looked desperately from Rod to Heath and back to Rod again. Why were they doing this? Alicia had a terrible sinking feeling that she was going to die. All he had to do was pull the trigger that his finger lightly touched. She closed her eyes tightly and her body was rigid and still, in fear and waiting for the trigger to be pulled.
Heath lifted her head off of the gun and threw her backwards onto the bed. Alicia was crying and coughing up a bit of blood. "Why..." She cried. She said up and scrambled up against the headboard of the bed. "Why are you doing this?" She looked at Heath with terrified eyes and then looked to Rod. There was sadness and heartbreak in her face. "You don't have to do this. Just let me go." She whispered through her tears. She wanted to try and run, but Rod was in the doorway with the camera.