"You want some more of my fists, bitch?" Glenn shouted. "You want me to mark up your face so that your own husband wouldn't spit in your eye?"

"No," she gasped.

"Then you'd better be nice, sugar. You'd better be real, fucking nice."

"I'll be nice," she whispered.

She saw them relax. At the same time Gail could feel a shiver of pleasure running down her spine. She hated what it told her about herself. She knew she was going to enjoy what these two men were going to do to her. It should have made her sick but she couldn't help herself. She had enjoyed fucking since she'd been a very little girl.

"All right, cunt," Glenn said. "Strip it off."

"Everything?" she asked. "Right here?"

"Strip down to your bare ass," he told her. She licked her lips nervously as she started undoing the buttons of her nurse's uniform. She was scared of Glenn. There was something violent about him. It might have been nice with Mike but she had the feeling it was going to be rough with Glenn.

"Hurry up, bitch," Glenn said.

She peeled off the uniform and dropped it to the floor. Standing in nothing but her bra and panties, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She closed her eyes as she dropped it away from her proud tits!

"Damn!" Glenn said. "What a fucking pair of tits for such a tiny woman. I told you that they would be something, Mike."

"You sure did," Mike agreed, trembling as if he'd sever seen a naked woman before.

Gail wished that she were alone with Mike. She was, getting hot just looking at the tall, good-looking man. She knew she should have been sick at what she was doing but she didn't care. She was being raped. She couldn't help what happened.

She put her hands in her panties and slipped them down her legs. Both the two men looked directly at her auburn pussy. Mike stepped forward and put his hand on top of her furry bush.