Violet stared at Matthews as the gag ripped at her injured jaw. The pain was blinding, but she focused on his eyes glaring at her.

"Where's all that sassy talk now?" he laughed as Violet stared helplessly.

Before Violet knew it, the rest of her tattered dress was ripped away by Matthews, revealing the violet-colored lace panties she was wearing underneath. They had been a gift from Chase, and only he was supposed to see them. Violet blushed.

"Well, well, well...where did these come from? They are not standard issue...who are they from? It would be awful if something dire happened to them now, wouldn't it?" Matthews said with a wicked gleam in his eye.

He moved the panties gently to the side revealing Violet's shaved pussy to him. He growled lustfully as he stroked her clit lovingly.

Violet gasped and began struggling wildly in her shackles. No!!! She thought as he continued probing her. Violet protested through the gag, but her words were too muffled to make sense.

Suddenly, Matthews pinched and twisted her clit hard sending tears streaming down Violet's cheeks. She screamed into the gag, and fell back submissively still on the concrete floor. Her jaw and body aching too wildly to resist...