The Reverend gently stroked her hair. "Awww, sweet Princess, don't you cry now." He was speaking in such tender tones. "We haven't even given you anything to really cry about yet. Save those tears, you're going to need them soon enough."  He gripped her hair from behind now and forced her head up to look at him as he pronounced the last part of that, then he kissed her brutally on the lips, his other hand gripping her collar, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth and taking what he wanted before pulling away.<br/><br/>He reached in a drawer to his left, and scavenged, looking for something very particular, and glancing back to her from time to time.  "Well Princess, here it is, time already. Time for you to choose. Time for you to accept what's going to happen, to accept what you are to become. We'll see if you're ready." He looked back and then turned to a neighboring drawer. "Damn, where is that thing?"  Back to her for a moment, "Rape? Definitely. But you need to beg for either Frank or Jonesy to fuck one of your holes.  You have to beg the one you choose, and tell him exactly which hole you want him to rape and why.  If we're happy with the job you do, you'll get your wish.  But if we think you did a piss poor job, well, you'll get both your holes fucked hard and deep, and you can bet I'll be busy up here hurting you at the same time.  I don't know which guy will go first, or choose which hole, they're two bright boys and they'll work that out. But why don't you be a sweet Princess and beg for what you want, now."<br/><br/>He reached in and with a look of glee pulled out exactly what he'd been looking for: a twisted bit of metal for inserting between rows of teeth, to gag and hold a mouth wide open. "Best you beg now, cuz once I get this thing wedged into your teeth it'll be too late, darling Princess. Go on."<br/><br/>He came closer, playing with the little things on the side, seeing how wide he could make it before actually using it on her. Soon enough. Give the bitch a fighting chance first, or at least let her think so.<br/><br/>"And guys, please, one rule for playtime here: for god's sake please don't cum inside our sweet little Princess. First of all, she hasn't done anything to deserve the honor of getting our cum inside her womanly holes.  Second, I don't think it's time for breeding her yet; Boss might have plans for salvaging some value out from these little baby ovens when we're done with the rest of their bodies, so let's not fuck that up until we're sure.  And last, but most important, I want to fuck her too once I get her set up, and I'm really not interested in stirring somebody else's sauce, if you get my drift.  Don't worry, I'll have her mouth nice and safe to cum on or cum in, or simply face fuck down her throat.  It's all good."<br/><br/>"Ok Princess, what's it going to be?"<br/><br/>He gave her a few seconds to answer before advancing with the gag, laughing, and wedging it into her mouth.  Once it was seated and opened full width and strapped on, he went back to look for the nipple clamps and weights, while the sounds of the fun starting made him smile.