He had caught her, Vikky’s naked body hanging forward in his grasp. Moving became impossible for her pleasured self as his cock charged through her tight opening into her sensitive and soaked inner tunnel. She had momentarily lost her breath as she was held in his powerful grasp and pounded into by his cock. Vikky was usually turned on by being in a vulnerable position, and this way he was having his way with her certainly qualified, making her absurdly aroused as the cock brought her way over the edge. His hands were on her hips, the cock pressing into her so deeply, her expression looking some form of combination between confused, amazed and aroused. And there she felt the sexual fluids entering her hole while he was kissing her neck. The sperm that had travelled from his ball-sack, along the length of his large cock through her vagina’s tightening tunnel towards the additional opening in there, finally being spurted out sensually into her womb, Vikky shaking in his grip as her inner mouth sucked up every last bit of his sperm while a wide-eyed Vikky was in wonder in the midst of overpowering orgasm feeling his essence released inside her again. She had come first. Oh, no.

He was kissing and licking her neck… Vikky shivered at his action, still overly pleasured and kind of feeling guilty for completely consensually fucking someone who wasn’t Vilmer, despite the situation. “Off. Let go.” With that, she’d try standing up, take herself off his cock, use random muscles to pull herself off him. In the case he’d actually let her go she’d stumble forward and fall, to her own surprise, and roll over onto her back, her erotic, amazed and confused face, breasts and her pussy leaking his sperm in his direction between her somewhat spread legs. Should he not release her she’d simply hang in his grip, and if he did something else… that’s up for what he does. Regardless, she’d stay where she were and eventually say…

“… You… said you could get us alone with Rhina. I wanted to ask how it was to happen, and… how you can possibly tell me not to worry about those two…” Her voice would still hesitate, partly from fear and partly from sexual excitement. But out the words came…

At least he came. He let her go as she sought to get off him and his large member twitched and pulsed as a creamy fluid leaked from the tip and gushing on the floor and out from her filled body. He sucked in a few deep breaths as he regarded her for a moment.

Of course he had seen that mixture on her features, that confused yet aroused look that said it all. That she had liked this, didn't want to like it but was made to like it anyway, that this had been different.

He stood, grinning as he cast his gaze down upon her, his body still recovering, that dick throbbing but just as hard. He moved a bit closer dropping to his knees and resting his hands upon her knees.

He had not been finished with her it seemed for his hands sought to part her thighs. His objective was not to fuck her again, not until he recovered somewhat as he brushed a hand against her clit to watch that reaction upon her features first and foremost.

“Those goons have no spine. If I tell them to do something they'll do it. They're afraid of me more than Rhina. Mental intimidation Rhina takes it but nothing causes fear like immediate physical pain.

“Rhina's not through with you though and as such will probably want to torment you still and since she's scared of you she's not going to want to be alone with you.”

Vikky had tripped and was lying on her back facing him, drawing up her legs slightly towards fetal position almost out of weakness. However, looking vulnerable like this was probably a bad idea, so she decided that she should probably get up. Her mind had been satisfied. Vikky’s slightly aching vagina was joyfully feasting on the semen in it, sensitive and happy with what it had received. OK, that’s enough, Vikky thought and sighed as she was trying to lift herself up to a sitting position using her hands… …!?

Vikky’s eyes went wide in more confusion as she came roughly half-way of lifting herself when she realized he had gone down to his knees in front of her and was separating her legs with hands on her knees to present him with the wet sex which was spilling out some of his sperm on the floor. “Wh-wait… Wh-what are you- Aaah…!” Vikky gasped out, her expression a mixture of fear and confusion, as a surge of pleasure went through her already satisfied mind. He shouldn’t be…! He started talking about serious things, even while…! Sh-she had to answer, but…

“I-I don’t want to hurt them… I want them to willingly regret their actions and return to crime-less lives…” Her eyes gained a sad glimmer of tears as she said that, then her attention immediately went to that he was spreading her legs, touching her clit and the fact she wasn’t resisting. “Th-that aside! What are you doing!? I’ve already been satisfied, and we need to save Vilmer… Gee…” She was shaking and tensed up, fear starting to overcome the confusion in her expression…

“Oh, it's not beating them, it's just the threat of it if they get too unruly. Those two are easy to deal with. Rhina might do nastier shit to them in the long run but they tend to get focused too much in the here and now to look two or three moves ahead.”

Pleasure and fear had mirrored her features, his fingers breezing over her clit, Beau hardly thinking beyond that moment of course as he brings those fingers over her swollen clit, rubbing her there until she protests and tries to get him to think on something other than the present.

If he had not been spent at the current moment he would have probably ignored her though as it was he grinned upon her. “You know full well that after today you're not going to seek me out. I might not have another opportunity to touch you like this but you have to admit that you enjoy it.” She could not deny that as he pulled himself up and assisted her to her feet, a tender touch to her breast as she stood before him.

Her appearance quite disheveled as he turned her about gently loosely clasping her hands with his own behind her back, more of his essence dribbling out of her and down the column of her leg.

“Alright, to Vilmer then. This way.” He lead her on. Rhina probably took him further into the locker rooms.

Vikky was a bit uncomfortable with how he was treating them as cowering goons when they were real people with real ambitions and such. Also, she had difficulty envisioning the ever so casual Stefan to be… that… easily overturned. Yes… she definitely had a problem with how he was talking, and with how he had gone along with Rhina’s plan until Vikky asked him not to. He stopped rubbing her clit when she protested… then grinned at her and said it was the last time he would be able to do so. Vikky looked back at him with a somewhat understanding look, but there was something else within her. She felt disappointed that he had stopped because of what she said. Mentally telling herself to get a grip of herself, she allowed herself to be helped up on her feet, the skirt which was the only piece of clothing she was still wearing falling down into place again covering her semen-filled sex. Though her breasts were still bare, and he touched at one of them making her shiver and tense up and a sliver of expectancy went through her. W-was he going to…?

… Nope. He grabbed her hands and restrained her hands behind her, though mainly for show. It didn’t hurt, and he could release her whenever. … And now his semen was dripping down from her lower lips that were hidden by her skirt. “Gee…” This was just… Vikky shivered from the sensations that were still remaining in her body even after this. … It was an afterglow, wasn’t it? Gee…

“… Yeah, I enjoyed it. Don’t think anything special about it, and don’t you dare tell my boyfriend. It will still be a hassle telling him not to hit you in the face when he finds out you fucked me.” Vikky let a part of her cheekiness come out as she said that in a matter-of-factly tone. Then she smiled to him lightly. “… Thank you. I’ll trust you for now. … What’s your name?” Vikky seemingly had no choice but to go along with his plan, her own discarded as he was already putting his to work, leading her towards wherever Vilmer would be. In this condition, she was leaving the rest of her clothes behind… Her muscles were rather exhausted from the sex they had just gone through, but that was probably good as it would be a spent Vikky Rhina would see before… … … Whatever this guy had planned. She made sure to definitely not smile whenever they arrived, and take her part as an abused victim. … Which she still was, by the way.

If he could have continued he would have though he helped her to her feet. He wasn't afraid of the others, nor was he afraid of Vilmer either though at first he had though she was trying to be serious but soon realized that she wasn't.

“An important note, if I hadn't gone a few rounds with Rhina before all this then I'd still be taring it up. I've had better though not many.” Yeah she was nice and tight and he sort of loved that thought sticking his cock in her, making them feel good as they join together, the thought was quiet arousing and left him nice and hard, she could feel the occasional poke of that hardness against her rump whenever he walked too fast and bumped into her … or was he doing it on purpose, as if convincing her that an encore performance wasn't too far off, she liked it and he had as well but for the time being he lead her along.

Since they had quieted they could hear Rhina now crying out. “OH YEAH! FUCK ME! FUCK MEE! FUCK MEEEEEE!”

“My name? Elton.” He answered as they continued. Getting into a room she could see Rhina riding a restrained Vilmer on a table in what appeared to be a doctor's office. Either side of her was a naked Lucas or Stefan that she was jerking off and it seemed that they were all finishing up.

Vilmer was forced to where a condom so he didn't burst inside Rhina as the others burst in her hands as her movements slowed and she gasped.

“Alright boys playtime is over. Rhina there's people out there being nosy, I almost got busted with this bitch. Seems that there's a scout out there that's waiting on that fucker.” He began and Vikky noticed that her earlier tormentors shot her grins before dressing.

Vikky felt a light shiver of excitement at what he said that he would have continued had he not already done it with Rhina before. And then he said… “... Wait, with ‘had better’, you mean better than me? … Eh, uh, don’t answer that…” Vikky turned her head away in embarrassment of how personal she took a comment about comparing sex with her with sex with other women. O-OK, so this man has had a bunch… and she had been added to his list, a girl with a boyfriend… It really shouldn’t matter to Vikky if there were people giving better sex than her out there. Of course there was. She couldn’t fool herself into thinking sex with her would be the best sex there was, even if it was something personal to her… Er, he was poking her butt with his… Vikky sighed, allowed him to do so, and continued walking as the sounds of Rhina’s ecstasy was becoming audible…

“Elton… I’m Vikky. Pleased to meet you.” She’d flick a last smile in his direction before they came too close to Rhina to show any kind of friendliness between one another. … So, yeah, Rhina was naked and fucking her boyfriend like there was no tomorrow. “… Gee…” Vikky felt a mild feeling of disgust. For the sake of things, she’d have Vikky butchered like this while she was fucking her boyfriend? There had to be some limit… oh, a condom. There was the limit. And there was Lucas and Stefan. Naked too, with Rhina holding one of each cock with her hands. She found a way to use all three, huh…? … Vikky stayed silent in her captive state as she watched the scene she very much wanted to end. So, Elton, what was your plan…?

… Th-that works, but gives us quite a limited amount of time. They’ll very soon find out if it was a bluff or not, unless the two of them were really lucky. … It could be enough time to free Vilmer, though. … They grinned at her… Vikky didn’t want to meet their gazes in this vulnerable state and looked away from them in dismay, momentarily closing her eyes. She’d just remain captured like this until Elton gave her any other kind of signal, arms held behind her back and breasts out in the open, a skirt her only garment which had semen dripping down her leg…

“Few that were better,” he chimed in despite her not wishing to here it. So just how many women had he been with. Though he moved he along and looked at her as she said she was pleased to meet him. He knew that she like this but really? He was a bit surprised by that though not expecting such a comment.

“Under better circumstances no doubt but I'm not going to complain about this. It was fun most definitely.” It was odd thinking like this, being so cordial with one another so soon after her rape.

But when they arrived it was Vilmer that was being raped by Rhina in an odd carnal act. He couldn't be blamed for responding given that Vikky herself responded earlier and perhaps in some way she could deal with her own arousal better knowing that he had been aroused too …

But they wouldn't have much time, unless the others didn't fact check Elton and just acted of course. Maybe he knew that they wouldn't check or hoped that they wouldn't or perhaps …

Yes, she saw Elton's gaze going to the door determining if it could be locked. Rhina had not noticed as she was busy getting dressed.

“What are we going to do with these two, Rhina?”

“What Stein should have done in the first place.” She but her bra on backwards and hooked it up at the front before turning the material around so it was on properly before she slipped her arms through the straps.

“What Stein should have?” And leaning down to Vikky he whispered into her ear. “Now's your cue.”It probably wouldn't get any better than this.

Vikky blushed hearing him say that it was fun. “Gee…” So that’s the way you’re viewing our encounter, huh? She supposed that wasn’t all that odd, but… Oh, well. She would allow him to get away with what he had done to her. After all, Vikky didn’t want to punish anyone. That wasn’t the world she wanted to live in, where people she knew were criminals and the like. People she knew and might have caused their descent to darkness… Of course she didn’t blame Vilmer for Rhina fucking him. Vikky knew she had no right to blame anyone for the scene before her eyes. It just disgusted her by some reason. She wasn’t about to act on it, but the feeling in her gut was undeniable. The brown-haired girl had to fix it.

OK, so Lucas and Stefan left momentarily… And what they would do with these two. … What Stein should have done? Vikky got a few dangerous vibes from that. What should Stein have done? She didn’t know, but she didn’t like the sound of that. And that’s when… now’s her cue? Her cue? Vikky’s mind went blank. What? Now? What was she supposed to do? It wasn’t as she had a plan to… SCREW IT!

Vikky would dash the short distance towards Rhina, panic in her own mind at the moment, remembering a grip her father once told her about. I-it was… grab their arm, get the arm behind them, trip with leg and push with arm them so they fell onto the floor and restrain them using the arm on their back and lying on top of them? Vikky had never done it before, and didn’t know if she had remembered it right. But her body was exercised, and while her shoulders were bleeding the adrenaline allowed her to act relatively well. Her strength should be up to par. Rhina’s? She didn’t know. Regardless, Vikky couldn’t talk mid-motion. Why she wanted to restrain Rhina? … Intuition of a police-man’s daughter? Uh… Start with this, THEN persuade her to be a good girl…

Whoa! He wasn't expecting that as Vikky rushed forward, suffice it to say he was barely holding her arms behind her back to make it look good though he told Vikky that she was up to bat so to speak so this should not have been too surprising.

Rhina had been busy preening herself and adjusting her clothes. A smirk had been on her features as she looked at the big dicked restrained Vilmer though the rush of steps had caused her to turn to her left, her mind barely processing her arm being suddenly grabbed and twisted behind her back.

She was tripped falling to her knees as she kept from falling flat on her face with her other arm instinctively bracing herself as she pushed back and tried to get up before Vikky's hammer lock got worse, before she jerked her arm up too high and broke it.

“ELTON FUCKING HELP ME!”

Rhina was surprised but strong, or at least stronger than she was given her injured state. Vikky could hear Elton approaching though it wasn't with great urgency.

“Yeah, you, stop that,” his words were half hearted as they passe his lips. Bitch should have let him cum, he was so close, even if she finished him off with a hand job, was that too much to ask?

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Rhina was confused finding that Elton was assisting Vikky and would take over should she let him do so not that Vikky was even close to being shrugged off given that she had taken Rhina by surprise and didn't need too much strength to keep the hold, with leverage factored in, Rhina being stronger seemed only to matter in regards of being pressed flat to the round.

Vikky had honestly not expected to be given the cue like that. She had absolutely no plan prepared for how to persuade Rhina to stop this. It was a very panicked Vikky that somehow managed to get her hands on Rhina’s arm, get it behind her and managed to force her down on her knees, but not further. Anything that happened from there would be mostly by mistake as Vikky simply tried her best to keep Rhina restrained. It was probably somewhat of a scene, a girl wearing only a bra restrained by a girl wearing only a skirt, plenty of skin contact. E-eh? Sh-she was stronger than…! …! Th-there’s no away around it! Before she breaks loose…!

“RHINA!” Vikky screamed in her ear, desperate to get attention. “I DON’T WANT EITHER OF US TO BE HURT!” Not able to come up with a great speech on the fly, Vikky merely screamed what was on her mind. “I WANT US TO BE FRIENDS! ALL OF US! FRIENDS!” D-don’t struggle so much…! “I DON’T WANT ANY OF US TO END UP DEAD, IN JAIL, OR ANY KIND OF TROUBLE FOR THIS!” Her voice was already taking a toll from screaming… “Please… RETURN TO BEING A NORMAL GIRL! All the cruel things you’ve done… I FORGIVE YOU! I FORGIVE YOU FOR ALL OF THEM!” Vikky breathed heavily, her wounds in hurting because of the straining movements she had to do to keep Rhina under lock. “So just… STOP!” She could do nothing but hope her words had any kind of influence on the raging Rhina. If they couldn’t… Then Vikky was powerless…

“It's too late for that bitch!” Rhina retorted though she had paused for a moment where she had not been struggling in that grasp. Perhaps her words did get though in some unexpected way. But then she was trying to get free again requiring her to get help from Elton.

“TRAITOR! LET ME GO! SHE KILLED MY FATHER! KILLED HIM!”

And it was clear that she wasn't seeking any sort of forgiveness, that she saw her dad's death as her fault when Vikky had been a mere victim in all that.

Vilmer's head lifted up then straining to see the trio. “No, Rhina, she didn't kill him that bastard Stein did ...”

Rhina was crying, silent tears rushing down her cheeks as she stopped struggling again, at least for the moment though for how long had been anyone's guess.

[I remind to any readers that Vikky is in the midst of a dream induced to her by a foreign being and she’s actually sleeping in class]

(Did that which you wrote mean Elton was helping keeping Rhina in place?)

“NO! IT ISN’T!” Vikky screamed at her, barely even noticing that Rhina had paused for a moment. Vikky was just determined to not let go at any time and hold on no matter what until anything changed. “I’M THE VICTIM HERE, I DECIDE WHEN IT IS TOO LATE, AND I DECIDE IT IS NOT FUCKING TOO LATE!” Well, she and Vilmer, actually, buuuuuut… If he said anything else right now, she’d get pissed. Keep… Rhina… in… place…!

“I, I, I didn’t want anyone to die…!” Vikky cried herself continuing begging to the girl she was restraining. “I didn’t want anyone to experience sadness…! I-I almost lost my own father that day…” Vikky recalled that particularly unsettling memory of hers. It wasn’t pretty. “I didn’t mean to… Please…” Vikky would lightly hit her head against Rhina’s in the midst of the restrainment. “PLEASE LIVE A NORMAL LIFE! ONE WITHOUT RAPE AND BLOOD! ONE WITHOUT A CRIMINAL PAST! L-let’s just pretend this never happened, and continue with our normal lives… You don’t have to be my friend if you don’t want to, but please…” Yepp, tears were streaming down her cheeks as she focused all her attention on the girl before her. “END THIS!”

(Yes, Elton is assisting her)

“Pretend! PRETEND!” Her father was dead, how could she pretend that nothing happened now. Her struggles renewed even as the back of her head was knocked against Vikky's but it was useless, between the two of them she could not get free but neither had they really gained on her any as she twisted and turned trying to get free.

Yet once more she gave pause, this time because of Vilmer who did not contradict Vikky, he seemed to pick up what she was going for though he could have been lying until he got free too, there was no way to really tell at this stage.

“Would your father want you to do this Rhina? He tried to stop Stein and it cost him his life. Do you think he'd want to see you become his replacement?”

She glared at Vilmer but had paused long enough this time for the others to get a good hold on her now. Chances were good that further struggling wouldn't amount to anything now.

Vikky kept hold of her, this being much easier with a strong guy like Elton helping her, he could probably have restrained Rhina by himself... and Vikky at the same time… if he wanted to. Or maybe that was Vikky’s subconscious fear of him as a person who had fucked her besides her boyfriend with ease talking.

“YES! PRETEND!” Vikky replied, confirming Rhina’s shout of disbelief. “Just be like two good little girls sharing the secret of something that was broken so neither would get into trouble…! … Goes for the guys, too!” She really didn’t know what to say. She was… trying to take it from the legal and desire angles, but that required a lot of will for that to happen from Rhina’s point of view as well. The brown-haired girl didn’t really know if that was the best angle to approach it from, but…

… Oh. Vilmer was saying those things that Vikky had purposely avoided. They had sounded so cliché in her mind, and she had therefore been avoided for some reason. Her mind somehow thought that there was no way Rhina had not considered that already and already got past that particular idea, so saying that to her would be ineffective… but… maybe it was exactly what she needed to hear? Vikky didn’t know, but merely hearing Vilmer say that… it calmed down Vikky as well. It was just… easier… So Vikky released her grip on Rhina, and hugged her from behind instead. She tried to make it an affectionate hug, never mind that her naked chest was pressing against her back along with her stomach and most of her naked body… well, except she was still wearing the skirt…

“Please, Rhina… Don’t continue this. Let us calm down and solve this peacefully, OK? In some completely legally correct way befitting us daughters of police officers… Please…?” '… PLEASE AGREE BEFORE LUCAS AND STEFAN COMES BACK!' Vikky mentally pleaded to Rhina...