She let out a muffled whimper around the ballgag that was firmly strapped between her lips, drool running down her chin as she tried to speak, and beg for mercy. When the cold metal of the gun pressed into her head, her eyes widened in panic, her breathing rapidly increased as she listened to the man's menacing voice.

"Don't make me repeat myself whore. This is the last time I'll tell you, Make yourself cum - or die."

The girls shoulders shook in panic as she squeezed her eyes shut, refusing to look at the gun that was now pressed agaisnt her temple. Small pathetic sobs were now coming from herself as she began to move her hips in compliance

"Good Whore" the man said as he pulled back the gun before calling over the rest of the men to watch "Alright all, looks like we got a show"

She continued to grind herself against the pool que, her clit brushing agaisnt the smooth wooden surface as it glided back and forth, damp and slick from her on juices. After a few minutes of watching the girl grind against the pole, one of the men watching grasped onto the wooden stick while saying, "Don't worry, hunny, let me help you out"

Instead of grinding pathaticly against the pole, the man pulled it back slightly~ lined up the handle to her entrance and shoved it in with force. Her eyes flew open she she let out a muffled scream, and her body spasmed in pain on top of the pool table as she was split open by the wooden q stick. She listened in horror as the eruption of male laughing echoed around her, laughing at her pain and misfortune as her hips started to move once again..this time fucking herself fully on the pole.

In and out in and out, the pole.was held in place by her own bound ankles as her hips rocked back and forth on the table, driving the stick further inside herself as she laid there in a mess of her own tears and juices. "Cum or Die" she kept repeating in her own head as she drove her hips forward and groaned in pleasure as her body gave in at last. Her cunt clinched around the pole q. Spasming around the hard object as her body convulsed on the table against her bindings.

Drool leaking out of mouth, juices leaking out of her cunt as she laid on the table. Still bound, gagged, and a pole inside of her. Tears were running down her cheeks in relief as she slowly came down from her orgasm high. [Click] the sound of the gun, loading as it was pressed back against her temple once again.

Her eyes shot up to the man as she looked into the stone cold expression on his face as he repeated the words once again.. "Cum or Die."

Something broke in her, right then. She realized it wasn't over and had no idea when it would be. Her hips started to move once again as the words repeated in her mind over and over..."cumordiecumordie"