You have quite a disturbing job. You are dedicated to sexually assaulting women on commission. Rich perverts from the internet send you contracts to rape women of their choice in exchange for money, and to upload everything to their exclusive site on the deep web.

The contracts include the photography and description of each target, including their addresses and places where you can locate them. They also include specific instructions about the actions that your clients want you to perform on them. To make all this happen, you have been provided with a high definition mini-camera, that you can attach to your sunglasses, collars, hats and other objects. Your targets can be of any age, although generally your clients are interested in either young women or girls.

You are resting comfortably when you receive a new contract:

*Objective:

"Sarah Mills. (Photo attached)"

*Description:

"Job: Barista. 20 years old. Works at a coffee shop from 3:00 to 8:00 pm. Broke up with her boyfriend recently. Is currently living alone."

*Location:

"She rents a small dept, in 50 Richmond Avenue #106"

*Payment:

"3500 dollars."

At this moment, you...

*a)

Accept the contract.

*b)

Reject the contract.

The coffee shop is quite crowded at this time. The smell of coffee fills the air as you spot Sarah behind the counter, taking orders and serving customers. Her short brown hair bounces every time she moves and her bright green eyes dart around the room. She's wearing a black T-shirt with the shop logo on it and a pair of jeans that perfectly outline her curvy figure. The place is filled with various people sitting at tables, studying or chatting while enjoying their drinks.

You clear your throat and walk over to the counter, trying to act casual as you pretend to browse through some magazines on display. "Um, hi," you manage to say, shooting her a half-hearted smile. "I'm new in town, and I was wondering if you could tell me where the best place to get some good coffee is?" You pause for a moment, hoping that she buys your ridiculous cover story.

"Well, there's this little hole-in-the-wall around the corner called Java Joint that makes incredible coffee," Sarah tells you with a warm smile. "They don't get as many customers as we do because their prices are a bit steep, but trust me, it's worth it." She glances at her watch and then looks back at you. "I can give you directions if you like?"

You nod gratefully and lean forward on the counter, pretending to study her directions carefully. "Alright, thanks," you mutter under your breath as she explains where Java Joint is located, making sure to keep your voice low so that nobody else around can overhear you. Once you're certain that you have all the information you need, you smile warmly at Sarah and thank her again before excusing yourself from the counter.

Sarah blinks in surprise, hesitating for a moment before nodding slowly. "Alright... I mean, we can go check together. Just give me a second to close up shop," she says, glancing around at the few remaining customers. With a sigh, she turns off the "Open" sign and locks the front door behind her. You follow her out to the alleyway, pretending to search for your phone while secretly checking out her small figure and long legs beneath her jeans.

The alleyway is dark and quiet, with only a few streetlights casting a dim glow over the dirty pavement. Trash cans line one side of the narrow path, and an old dumpster lies rusting against the brick wall at the other end. It takes Sarah a moment to find her phone buried beneath some garbage bags, but when she does, you quickly whip out your mini-camera from your coat

You carefully position the camera between her legs as she looks on in confusion and surprise. "Wha-what are you doing?" she stammers, her voice trembling with fear and disbelief. You don't respond, instead focusing on filming every detail of her bare ass and pussy lips as your cock presses against them.

Sarah yelps in pain as you force your cock inside her tight anus, tearing through her sphincter with brutal force. Tears stream down her cheeks and she tries futilely to push you away, grunting and moaning with every thrust. "Please," she whimpers, her voice cracking from the pain, "stop... please..." Her pleas fall on deaf ears as you continue to fuck her asshole without mercy, filming every second of the vicious assault with your hidden camera.

Her screams echo through the alley as you violate her in this way. Her muscles clench around your cock, but only serve to heighten the pleasure for both of you. You grip her hips tightly and thrust harder, driving yourself deeper inside her ass with each thrust, grunting with satisfaction as you feel her sphincter begin to relax around you. "Just film this," she sobs, "and let me go." Tears stream down her face as she continues to beg for mercy, but the lust in your eyes betrays any intention of stopping now.

You force Sarah's mouth shut with your free hand, silencing her cries of pain and desperation. With her body completely at your mercy, you continue to violate her ass without any remorse or consideration for her wellbeing. Your thrusts become faster and more brutal as you lose control to the animalistic urges that drive you forward, uncaring of the damage you're doing in your quest for release.

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fill the air, interspersed with sharp gasps of pain from Sarah. You grip her hips tightly, determined not to let her escape this torture until you are satisfied.