Rubbing her angry, smeared face where the fighting and sweat had long since destroyed any fresh eyeliner and lipstick, Brian knew he had to command her whether she liked it or not. He tugged at the torn fabric of her blue top and hissed "Beg me, little slut! Beg me to release your sex drive cause that's what you're aching for, smartface. You don't need any books, what yopu ned is this!" He drove his shaft into her again.
"No! No! Nnngh!" she said, gasping for air as he heaved over her.

"You want to be fucked in your mouth or in your pussy?"

Lisa made no reply, just wriggled furiously and tugged at the bonds holding her feet. Brian pulled up the knife and poised it close to her right nipple. "Answer, hoe!"

Lisa stared blankly at him. "You...you..." he put the knife point tight onto her tip. Renee watched in horror, while she could not see what Brian was doing -all she saw was his back heaved up over Lisa - she half guessed what was happening.

"You can have my mouth" Lisa said, sounding determined but bone tired for a moment. "you're welcome. But I don't believe that shit about Miss...Renee being one of your gang. I don't see.."
"Oh but she is" Brian said and drove the knife straight into her nipple, making it bleed.
Lisa moaned with pain. A moment before Renee had felt bliss that Lisa at least didn't see her as fully involved, that they were still on the same side, now she felt shocked by their cold violence.