What was he doing? Vikky had decided to keep her eyes closed through this, as the boy was going to pleasure himself using her like a sex-toy… but instead of such a fast penetration ringing through her body she felt his fingers rubbed against her, showing some force that were barely penetrating her while his mouth encapsulated one of her breasts, nibbling carefully at it while his tongue was stimulating her… “… Gihn…!” A deep frown emerged on Vikky’s expression as she was lightly shaking from the stimulation. She got wetter insultingly quickly, to her own surprise. That is, insultingly to herself. Wha-!? Stupid… body… why… directly after being abused so, why are you getting so aroused…!? This is the second time that happened…

“… Nnn…!” She bit in a moan as her breast was nibbled at in such a… gentle manner and her mind translated his action into pleasure. Wh-why… was he intending to…? Was this some sort of good cop – bad cop routine? Or was he simply trying to shame her? The touch of his fingers slightly into her slit got her adequately wet within moments while her own fingers were still spreading herself and she was standing on slightly shaky legs leaning against that locker as she opened her eyes to aim a frightened stare at the person stimulating her trying to ask what he was doing to her without actually opening her mouth.

His eyes, a pale blue, met with her own as she opened them and while she was a mess Beau didn't seem to mind her appearance so much. But he had a different approach to this then the others were the others may have had a vendetta against her he knew of her but didn't actually know her and thus he had no added vestment in this.

Maybe a little humiliation by getting her to doubt things, to like this. She still held herself open as if expecting to receive him but all h gave her right now had been the press of his fingers as he moved them deeper inside her, swirling his fingers against her sex as he pushed them forth.

His lips moved up and kissed along her neck, his tongue bathing her there though as he traced about her ear he whispered. “Oh, that's good. Keep yourself spread open. Do you like that? It feels good right?”

He seemed interested in learning the answer to this as he continued, his fingers mixing it up as they alternated between slow and fast movements.

No way… This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. Her multiple cuts and bruises were still hurting badly, some most likely in need of treatment, but… Vikky shuddered at the boy’s touch as his blue eyes were watching her. Th-this was not what she was expecting. Vikky would attempt bending herself forward a bit, the sensations of his fingers penetrating into her plenty wet sex overpowering her. The brown-haired girl’s expression almost looked pained except for the shining blush revealing her current status, for the pained expression was one of enduring and feeling uncomfortable with the situation and herself. But even so, the pleasure was undeniable, but Vikky couldn’t accept it… But the way he was teasing her inner… C-couldn’t he just use his cock already!?

… She was kissed along her neck. A shiver went through her as the man’s touch on her neck which felt as sensitive as anything else along with the probing fingers. Vikky had to open her mouth to continue her heavy breathing due to her excited heart. He told her this was good… she kept herself spread open for his pleasure… he asked if she liked it? The question rubbed her off the wrong way. His fingers… were causing sensations that were hard to deny to her brain. But… just because he happened to be good at making girls feel good wouldn’t mean she would comply with his request. Rather than lying, Vikky stubbornly kept her silence, he wouldn’t make her say it. Tease her all you like, Vikky wouldn’t admit this felt good… even if she wouldn’t lie… Vikky though… Her legs were shaking lightly as the pleasure emanating from between her legs where his fingers were going in was making it increasingly difficult to stand.

She would not answer and Beau grinned. “It's OK, Vilmer is gone now. I'll make it easier, just nod if you like it.” He whispered at the corral of her ear before tracing that earlobe with his tongue.

Her legs buckled and he pressed a hand to her hip tostabilize her. His fingers moving against her in a slow rhythm, then they increased in tempo before slowing back down again. His thumb brushed continuously against her clit and he smiled upon her again.

She was wet and he was eager. Of course he wanted to cum so much. “Do you want it inside you now?” He asked. “Again just nod if this is yes.”

He was eager to get started of course sporting that nice throbbing erection as it grew closer to the core of her body.

… V-Vilmer is gone now…? What did he mean? Besides… it wasn’t about not admitting pleasure in front of Vilmer… it was part of her pride as a daughter of a police officer as well! St-still, she was withering in his grasp, closing her eyes in a whimper as her earlobe was licked and she was suddenly supported by his hand to not fall. The speed of the fingers digging into her was increasing, almost drawing a moan out of her open mouth if she hadn’t managed to quench it. Her hands were still spreading her vagina. This man was doing whatever he wanted to her… What would happen if she ran now…? … No good, he was probably too sharp and she wouldn’t get far, and she was in no good condition. Her slit had become… so dripping wet. It was awaiting a cock. It knew it would get one. Vikky cursed it for its lack of consideration for the situation.

… If she wanted it inside her? … No, not really. There was way too much doubt in her heart and knowledge of just how wrong this was to make her want it inside her. She did want to feel good… but that didn’t mean she right up wanted his cock inside of her. But… something told her the boy wouldn’t accept an answer like that. On the other hand, she refused to lie about something like that. Outright refused to. So… a stare of contempt. As well as she could. It was twitching from pleasure, her mouth breathing heavily and a blush covering her cheeks, but she glared disapprovingly at him. It wasn’t as anything she’d say would change anything. So she decided to continue playing mute, as well as she could. This man who’d fuck someone without consent deserved no better. Though… her soaked vagina was still spread wide…

“So, it's like that, huh?” He had not seemed upset rather he had thought that this would be the response. He wanted to drive into her straight away but found that he had to wait just a bit longer. Still mixing it up with his fingers she could hear him whispering against her neck as he kissed down it.

“Now … you'll just … have to … let me know … that … you changed your … mind.” Down over her collar bone, his tongue coiled about a breast as he sinks lower until he's kneeling before her, pressing her back to the lockers, his fingers searching out that special spot within her as his tongue swirls about that clit, first one way then the other as he starts up yet another attack against her, showing that he was indeed in no rush at all. He had been certain that he had the time after all.

… He wanted to change her mind? That she’d truly want him to drive into her? … It was difficult for Vikky to imagine that possibility. How could she want to have a stranger who was raping her on command drive his oversized erect penis into her vagin- oh… She had twitched at the thought, her vagina tightened. … Not a sign of anything but arousal, Vikky determined. Her body shivered at contact with his tongue, which was making itself known to her body slowly trailing from top to… her sexual organ… He knelt in front of her and his tongue and fingers went for her…

“… G-gnah…!” Vikky gasped out and her head leaned backwards at the locker with eyes firmly shut as the tongue goes over her clit. The fingers were touching such sensitive tissues within her, constantly increasing the sexual pressure within her, slowly edging her absolutely soaked sex towards orgasm… It was becoming difficult to think with this exposure to pleasure, her whole body twitching in his grip and the soft spread lower lips of her happily accepting what the man was providing her… Vikky kept her enduring expression, trying to make it clear she was enduring and not enjoying the pleasure, but… oh, god, those fingers and tongue… these sensations… They were enough to make a girl go mad…

It had not been as if he had thought that he could change her mind into accepting this. He was a realist after all but he was aware that she was enjoying the matter far more than her time with Stefan and Lucas. They were in direct competition now, her body nice and wet, he could smell her arousal being this close to her sex, one that was calling to him.

He was planning on taking her, regardless if she surrendered completely to this so he had no problem in getting her to enjoy this. By the sounds of it he was doing something right at least seeing that he broke her stoic silence and a thrill coursed through him.

He wanted her alright. Wanted to feel this tightness against him rather than his fingers though now that he discovered that spot within her he moved his fingers back and forth with her passage a little quicker ensuring that those fingers hit that spot every other time, his tongue thrashing against her, it's pace going crazy fast for a short moment but seemed to match those fingers as they slowed against her, within her.

If she would not at least admit her wants he was determined to have her vocalize this pleasure that he knew that she was feeling.

Vikky, being overpowered by the touch of this man’s tongue and fingers, let go of stretching her soaked vagina and brought them up to bite her fingers to keep her quiet. It didn’t work at all, making her only tighter for the man’s entrance and making her recoil further from his finger and tongue assault on her lower lips. Biting her fingers which had been opening her vagina made her mistakenly taste her own juices. Sh-she was that wet and aroused… “Nnnngh!?” Vikky tensed up and arched forward putting her head above his as his fingers touched a certain spot inside her. D-don’t touch there… she wanted to say, but couldn’t. Despairing eyes looked down on the man licking at her sex as if pleading something, but it would be impossible to tell what. Not to mention difficult to see from right below her while licking her vagina…

“N-nnnnn-NNNNnnn…!!” Her fingers couldn’t stop her own noise from coming out as he touched there over and over, at a stupidly rapid pace. Vikky shut her eyes and arched back, biting her fingers as her lower body practically exploded in pleasure from the fingers inside her love-box resounding through her body. She climaxed almost immediately, her juices staining his hand and parts of his face if he remained. Th-that… Vikky felt dominated while feeling the orgasm still resound through her head, her body entirely open to this man to play with. Her entire body was shaking from the overwhelming pleasure of the climax, and Vikky had to remind herself of how bad this was, or she’d… N-not good… W-was he going to enter her like this…? She had arched back towards the locker, still standing with her back against it, hands in her mouth to block noise and fingers and a tongue at work on her pussy…

Fuck yeah! He did not pull away, not minding a little dampness to his face as he continued to play. She cannot remain silent, his eyes cast up and sees such a wonderfully erotic sight with her own fingers in her mouth as if that could stifle those sounds.

She had been trying so very hard to remain quite and he was making it as difficult as he could for her as his fingers continue to swirl about her moist passage, watching the effect that it was having on her, the lockers the only thing keeping her up, Beau grins at her blight, pulling back enough to run his tongue against his lips basking in that taste as he reaches up, seizes her wrists and draws her down to her knees.

A hand sweeps over a globe smoothly motioning against it as his fingers sweep about her nipple, twisting it a little though not too roughly before tugging against it ever so slightly.

Like it or not it was nearly time and he had not imagined that he would get her to admit what she wanted, what he knew she needed. But he was done playing, that need getting to him as his lips ignite against her own.

“Lay back,” he wanted it alright, his member throbbing with need, with want.

He continued his action even after her climax, Vikky being able to do nothing but chew on her fingers to stay enduring as the inner parts of her vagina experienced teasing and touching beyond what she wanted and the sensations kept her reeling. He kept going all through her orgasm, making Vikky properly overwhelmed where she was leaned towards the locker with a pleasured blushing expression doing its best to keep quiet by biting down on her own fingers. Then… after a while of an overdose of pleasure… he finally pulled away, and Vikky felt him grab her wrists. She allowed her hands to be pulled out of her mouth before she was led down on her knees. A hand went over one of her breasts, twisting a nipple a bit but Vikky’s current state and facial expression didn’t change much from the additional stimulation. Then… he told her to lay back… a single glance at his rock hard cock made it clear what came next. Th-that cock… would feel good… A cock other than Vilmer’s would feel good… wait… No!

“… N-no!” Vikky was grabbed by panic for a moment, trying to crawl up on the man pleasuring her despite her wrists being grabbed by someone who was probably stronger than her (but if he wasn’t the trained Vikky could potentially be stronger) in order to see what was going on with her boyfriend. She just wanted to see, and took the straightest path possible, which happened to be attempting to crawl her mostly naked body over the boy that was intending on entering her. She would probably fail, and put herself in a lots more vulnerable and dangerous position that earlier, but Vikky felt, she just had to see… “V-Vilmer…!” Her panicked expression would at least try to look over the man’s shoulder…

Beau was pretty strong though he had not been counting on the fat that she might attempt to pull away from him and so she had surprised him by doing so. She managed to brake away only because he wasn't grasping her too tightly, he shaking his head.

Vilmer was gone at this point, so was Rhina, Lucas and Stefan though she could see some wet blood splattered on the floor. Her eyes take that in as strong hands seize her by the waste. “End of the line.” He chuckled a little as he bent over her as his mouth swept over her, his rock hard cock pressed against an ass cheek, sliding against her before sweeping over the crack of her ass, the very tip hovering over her back entrance.

“Trying to get away?” He debates. “No, just checking on you're boyfriend. He's fine. I haven't heard any screaming yet ...”

He brushed his member down against her pausing against her entrance as he groaned lowly at that contact. “Now, just relax. I'll take care of everything.”

This was just as good of a position and with her knees closer together and thus she is probably tighter than if he had her just lay back, in fact he began repositioning her legs so that they were closer together before pressing against her with just the tip.

“Ohhh, yeah, nice and tight. Do you want a bit more my dear?”

Apparently (since you said he had somehow ended up behind her) Vikky had managed to get past the man whose name she still didn't know. They... they weren't there. Vikky had been left here all alone with this person who was going to fuck her. In a way, this was a relief. Vilmer wouldn't see his girl get fucked by another. In another way... it was really bad. Where was Vilmer? What were they doing to him? Was he alright? Vikky was still on her knees, bent forward with her arms on the floor as she had been intending on crawling to him since standing up would have taken too long... but now she was frozen, because there was no Vilmer to crawl to... and now... the man gripped her waist and her fate was sealed.

The cock... it was touching her butt. A shill went through her as she felt it go over her behind and Vikky was reminded of the damage she had taken in there... "N-not there...!" She found herself saying automatically, almost sighing in relief when the dick trailed on towards her wet pussy from behind instead. "Nnn...!" Vikky made a sound as her lower lips were touched by what would be piercing in between them, her eyes going wide in the front. She lifted her torso and straightened her back so her hands wasn't on the floor, thereby avoiding an embarrassing doggy-style... But... He could still... enter her... from below... He consciously repositioned her legs to make it more difficult to enter the vagina...? Wh-what's the purpose of- "Aah...!"

He was pressing at her... Vikky stared upwards as she had thrown her head back a bit in pleasure. The solid penis was pressing its tip at her juicy vagina, threatening to enter deeper at any moment. He asked if she wanted more. Vikky couldn't answer. Pain was still resounding from multiple cuts, but his treatment felt... too good. No... she wasn't that kind of girl, and she knew it. She'd just have to endure. Vikky closed her eyes and waited with a heavy breath, flushed face and lower lips happily clenching at the little of his cock they could touch.

With no illusions about her wanting this or making her submit to pleasure Beau had not been satisfied being this close to her and yet not filling her. He had repositioned her legs as a means to fight that urge that he had to plunge straight into her.

He as throbbing, just there at the outside of those folds, his left hand falling to her shoulder to keep her in place while the other reached around her as he fondled a nipple delicately before moving one.

Carefully he tried to avoid any cuts that he remembered seeing since he did not have the best view of her now. Finally his hand settles against her clit, rubbing it in little strokes. He could cum just like this but he wanted more of course.

“Spread your legs apart a little more,” he was ready to take her now if she complied that was, and if not, well he would deal with that too in other ways outside of cutting or hitting as he saw that as unnecessary to the task at hand.

… Vikky opened her eyes again feeling his touch. He held her left shoulder, just barely away from where she had been cut… but still, he had avoided it. She was held in place while his other arm went around her and played with a nipple… R-really? More foreplay? … In a way, he was hugging her. She felt his bare presence. The cock on her pussy. It was turning her on something fierce. In the end, she was but an animal, like any on Earth, after all, with instincts to reproduce… which she’d blame this time around. He found his way down to her clit, and feeling the pleasure his rubs were causing her Vikky attempted leaning back on him. He could surely… allow her to rest on him, wouldn’t he? Right? “… Uuuh…” Vikky made a small sound from the rubbing, turning about in pleasure in his grip.

Spread her legs? … OK. Vikky wobbled each leg a bit aside while she brought down her hands to spread her vagina again. By spreading the legs she was kneeling on she subconsciously lowered herself slightly onto his dick, which would slip in just a centimeter or two by her movement downwards, which would make Vikky gasp out unless he pulled away temporarily. Vikky was quite aroused, and quite red in her face, her eyes dazed from exposure to pleasure from the cock right below her. Would it thrust in now? Would it…? “… Ah…”