The fate of Kemuel 9

Javier pushes you inside the bedroom and closes the door with a kick. He grabs your arm and throws you onto the bed. You fall face down, trying to get up, but he positions himself on top of you, immobilizing you with his weight.

"Still, little bitch. I've been waiting for this since I saw you."

You try to resist, but as soon as you start to struggle, the collar detects your resistance.

BZZZZZT.

The shock paralyzes you for a few seconds. Javier takes advantage of this to pull down your panties to your knees and lift up your miniskirt, leaving your ass completely exposed.

"What a beautiful ass you have, little whore. I'm going to enjoy this."

He pulls down his pants and pulls out his cock, already hard. You feel it pressing against your entrance.

"No... please..." you try to beg.

BZZZZZT.

Another shock. The collar has detected your tone of supplication as resistance. You scream in pain as Javier takes advantage of your distraction to thrust into you forcefully.

"Damn, you're tight!"

He starts fucking you without mercy, grabbing your hips, thrusting into you to the hilt again and again. Each thrust makes you moan in pain and humiliation. You try to endure without screaming, without resisting, because you know the collar will punish you.

"That's how I like it, quiet and obedient. You learn quickly."

He fucks you for several minutes, each time harder, until you feel him come inside you with a grunt. He remains still for a few seconds, panting, before pulling out of you. His semen slides down your thighs.

"Good little bitch. It was worth waiting."

He pulls up his pants and gives you a slap on the ass.

"Clean yourself up and come downstairs. Your master is waiting to introduce you to the others."

He leaves the bedroom, leaving you alone, lying on the bed, with your ass hurting, his semen sliding down your thighs, and the collar around your neck reminding you that any attempt at resistance will be punished instantly.

You get up slowly, pull up your panties, and clean yourself as best you can with toilet paper. When you go downstairs, the five men look at you. David smiles.

"Perfect. Now you're ready. From now on, you'll work for me. Every time one of these gentlemen wants to use you, they'll pay me. And you'll obey. Understood?"

What do you respond?