Chapter 93 Cut Their Fingers off

"Let go of me!" snapped Greta, and she struggled desperately! But it was of no use. One of them grinned grimly and said, "Girl, don't struggle. Enjoy yourself is a better choice. We will make you satisfied." The men grinned and laughed. Their hands groped all over Greta, even on her sensitive parts. She looked pale, but she could do nothing about it, only to endure it. Even Maxwell, who had been married to her for months, barely touched her. But these men were going to insult her! "I'll give you anything you want, if you let go of me," Greta quivered, closing her eyes and shaking. "What we want is you," laughed the men evilly. "This girl looks like someone!" said a man suddenly. "Oh, I know who she is! She is the president of a company! She's a celebrity!" "It's so excited to play with celebrities! What a good day, bros!" The men tore Greta's high-grade uniform! Her fair skin was exposed. Greta kept writhing and struggling, but to no avail. Greta gradually gave up struggling