Derrick's mind is still reeling from the sudden and surprising mixture of pleasure, and humiliation of the rape that just occurred on the female body he now possesses. Her breath is heavy, as she feels her body still pinned upon the warm sheets beneath her as the two spoke of their recent attempt of discipline.<br/><br/>"What?" she pants out as she feels her body suddenly pulled from the bed, and pushed forward by Cyrus's large hand. "Hey stop it, I'm not going out there!"<br/><br/>Her protests again are not as Cyrus's firm hand easily pushes Ivy's lithe body out of the room and down the stairs. She could feel his thick cum flowing out of her recently used hole, and flowing a tiny river of clear white cream down from her pert seat down to her inner thighs. The moment she comes out into the main room every man's eyes fall onto the naked body that is about to be put upon display.<br/><br/>"No! You can't do this to me!" She cries out again, but only to feel her wrists unbound only to be pulled up above her head. The ropes used will keep a firm hold of her small wrists as she's lifted upward. The weight of her body keeps her off balance as she tries to maintain balance on the floor with the tip of her toes.<br/><br/>Derrick's struggling stops the moment the sign is unveiled before her and Cyrus. Her mind stunned at the concept of what is being advertised.<br/><br/><strong>"FREE USE OF SLUT WITH EVERY PURCHASE OVER 3 GOLD PIECES"</strong><br/><br/>"Hell no! You put me down right now!!" She yells out at the redheaded innkeeper as the few men in the tavern cheer and applaud at such a rare opportunity. "Anyone touches me, I promise you will regret it!"<br/><br/>Again she tries to twist her body around, but without any firm grip of the floor beneath her feet she has no way of gaining any real leverage to push her body high enough to escape the bonds that hold her wrists. Her lightly bronzed body glistening in a light sheen of sweat, open to everyone to leer and enjoy.