Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together
(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by chain93729...)
Your head is bleeding. Your arms and left leg are broken. And you have no way to call anyone.
Somewhere, something bad is happening to Rachel, and you are powerless to prevent it.
You grunt as you notice a movement from the corner of your eye. To put it simply, the next day another group of gangsters find your rat-bite riddled corpse. They chuckle and leave.