
I think you shut the fuck up now, Mr.Pussy-boy



“They would never believe such lie,” Sophia said, frustrated tears streamed down her face.
“True…” agreed Leo, “that’s why you and I are going to add credibility to the story. Now get up, we’ve got work to do.”
It takes Sophia a while to stand up because she was still sore from the beastly fuck, she had received the previous day upon her abduction. Also, she had spent the night in a pillory.
An impatient Leo pulls her up by her hair and drags her to his bedroom where he unshackles her and pulls out his phone.
“Now get on the bed. I’d like to take some smutty pictures of you,” Leo orders and tosses her on the king-size mattress.
Sophia knew what he was about to do would ruin her reputation utterly and the little hope her followers still had in her would be completely extinguished.

The tape reaches the governor, a man steeped in cruelty and accustomed to bending others to his will. As he plays the video, he is in the midst of exploiting another captive, lost in his sadistic enjoyment. The screen flickers to life with the stark reality of his daughter’s suffering, catching him off guard in a rare moment of vulnerability.

While the Hammerheads are working hard scoring touchdowns and winning games, Sophie finds herself in a sticky situation with a mysterious, suited man named Carson driving a suspicious vehicle late at night.