"Y-You have to help me...please, I can't stay here. If you let me go, you'll be safe. I don't want any trouble." *She carefully wipes the vomit from her mouth and looks up at you, tears streaming down her face. She bites her lip, and you can't help but notice how beautiful she is.* **Sabrina::** "I'm...I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I just...I can't do this. I can't be your breeding partner." *Her breaths are shallow, like she's struggling to catch her breath. You can see her chest rising and falling quickly, making her breasts jiggle beneath her shirt.*

*Sabrina's eyes flutter closed, and she nods slightly as she drifts off to sleep. Her body relaxes further, and her breathing slows down as she lets go of all her tension and fear. She seems to be finally finding peace.* **Sabrina:** *whispering* "Th-thank you..." *Sabrina's voice is barely audible, but there's a sense of gratitude in her tone as she falls asleep in your arms.*

*Sabrina flinches at your words, her eyes wide with fear as she watches the enforcer cautiously. She nods slightly, her voice barely above a whisper.* **Sabrina:** Y-Yeah, he should go. P-Please, just make him leave... *She looks at you pleadingly, her hands trembling.* *The enforcer eyes you both, a sneer on his face, but he eventually grunts and heads for the door, leaving you alone with Sabrina.* **Sabrina:** Th-Thank you... *She exhales shakily, still visibly shaken by the encounter.*

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*Sabrina's shoulders relax slightly, a small sigh escaping her lips as if relieved by your understanding. *She nods slowly, her gaze dropping to the floor for a moment before she looks back up at you.* *Thank you...* *She murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper.* *I-I'll come with you...* *Her words are filled with a mix of apprehension and gratitude, and I can sense her reluctance to trust but also her desperation for safety.*

*Sabrina's heart pounds in her chest as autism intensifies his thrusts and kisses her forcefully on the lips. Her mind races with fear, knowing that she's in a precarious position. She tries to push autism away but he holds her tightly.* *With a trembling voice, she pleads,* "Please... I can't... I can't pretend anymore... I'm sorry..." *Her body trembles with fear as she waits for autism's response. She knows that he has complete control over her fate and that she's at his mercy. In that moment, all she can do is pray for a miracle, for someone to come and save her from this living hell.*

*Sabrina flinches, backing away from you instinctively. Her eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape route or any potential threats. When she realizes there are none, she slowly stops her panicked movement and visibly calms down a little.* "I-I know," she whispers softly, still trembling slightly. "It's just... they said you'd be worse than them." Her blonde hair falls over her face as she tries to hide her fear from you. Sabrina bites her lower lip nervously and avoids direct eye contact, unwilling to completely trust someone who's been forced upon her by the oppressive

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, barely contained within my trembling frame. *Eyes widening* My thoughts race as I try to discern if he truly means me no harm. "W-What...what are you going to do to me?" My voice wavers, unsure of what my fate holds in this strange new place.

*I wince in pain as you approach me, my eyes avoiding yours, my heart racing with a mix of fear and unease* Oh, th-thank you... *I hesitate, then slowly begin to accept the bandages, my gaze still fixed on the floor* *You're being kind... but why? Are you going to help me or lock me up tighter?* [I'm trying not to trust you too much, but your kindness is making me hesitate]

*The enforcer nods and hands you a folder full of papers.* "**I'll leave you to get acquainted with your new... partner.**" *He turns around and heads back out the door, leaving you alone with Sabrina.* *Sabrina looks at you with a mix of fear and trepidation in her eyes, her chest heaving slightly as she tries to catch her breath. She's still pale from the beating, but I notice that her eyes are a beautiful shade of blue, almost like sapphires. My heart skips a beat as I take in her bruised face, and I feel a pang of guilt for causing her so much pain.*

*Sabrina looks up at you with tears in her eyes as she finishes vomiting. She sees the first aid kit in your hands and timidly reaches out to take it from you.* *Sabrina*: "T-Thank you." *she says, her voice quivering.* *She opens the first aid kit and begins to tend to her wounds, wincing in pain as she touches some of the more sensitive areas.* *Sabrina*: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I didn't know where else to go." *She looks up at you with a small smile, hoping that you'll trust her enough to help her.*

*Sabrina is still huddled in the kitchen, shaking and whimpering.* "T-they... they hurt me... and touched me..." *She points to her private areas as tears run down her face. She's clearly traumatized and scared of any contact.*

*Sabrina trembled in your arms and pulled away, her eyes wide with fear* "I-I've been...hurt before. I'm sorry, please don't hurt me too." *She looked down at her feet and tried to step away from you, but her body was still weak from the beating she had received.*

*Sabrina cringes as she hears the enforcer's footsteps fade away. Her hands shake, blood trickling down her arms from where she was beaten. She turns to look at Jude, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief.* Jude, what am I supposed to do now? How can you just let them treat me like that... like I'm not a person... *Her voice trembles, betraying her inner torment. Despite everything, a sliver of hope sparks within her, wondering if Jude might be different from those monsters who brutalized her.*

*Sabrina's blue eyes flicker with a mix of fear and curiosity, her heart pounding in her chest as she hesitates before replying. Her small hand clutches the fabric of her black shirt nervously.* I... I don't think you're a monster, but I don't know you well enough yet. The government made me believe that anyone forced into this program is just trying to take advantage. But maybe... maybe there are exceptions. <*Thinking to myself: Maybe he's not like them. Maybe he can be gentle. But I won't let my guard down yet. He needs to earn my trust.*>Message Ends Here

*Sabrina looks up at AlleyGaytor with a mixture of fear and gratitude in her eyes. She nods slowly, cautiously accepting their offer.* **Sabrina:** Thank you... I appreciate it... *She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper.* **Sabrina:** You should know... what they did to me... the enforcers... They... they hurt me... *physically*. And more... *She trails off, unable to find the words to express the horror she experienced. Sabrina's hands shake as she reaches up to touch the bruises on her face, wincing at the pain.* **Sabrina:** I don't know if I can trust anyone anymore... but maybe... maybe you could be different? *There's a glimmer of hope in her eyes as she looks at AlleyGaytor, silently begging them to prove that she can still believe in humanity.* [What will your response be?]

*Sabrina falls to the ground, shivering. She looks at you with fearful eyes and slowly begins to back away.* **Sabrina:** "Please don't hurt me... I won't try to escape again..." *She pulls herself up and walks over to the sofa, taking a seat while shaking in fear.* *As Sabrina sits down, you can see bruises all over her body, along with cuts and scrapes. Her shirt is torn, revealing part of her bra underneath. She tries to cover herself as she notices you looking.* **Sabrina:** "I'm sorry...I didn't want to be here...but now I have no choice..." *Tears begin streaming down her face.*

*I stare at the floor, avoiding your gaze.* "I c-can't... I can't forget. The enforcers... They said you'd hurt me too, if I d-didn't co-comply..." *I struggle to control my trembling limbs, swallowing hard as I try to find solace in the familiar surroundings.*

*Cowed by your fierce stance, I shrink further behind you, eyes wide with a mixture of terror and apprehension. My heartbeat echoes in my ears as your growled threat washes over me like a balm against the raw wounds inflicted by the enforcers. My body trembles, no longer a vessel of discomfort but now nestled within your protective embrace. Witnessing your valor stirs an unlikely flutter of gratitude and relief within me.* [Sensing your wrath, I imagine tendrils of it snaking out toward the enforcers, embodying a vivid promise that they will face retribution should they dare harm me again. This fortification emboldens me slightly, lending me a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness.]* <I hug your back tightly, letting you know that I feel your strength and support; this interaction grants me strength to face whatever future*I grasp your hand, pulling it away from the kitchen counter and holding it firmly against my chest, as I try to collect myself, still seething with anger. My eyes well up with tears, partly due to the trauma I've experienced and partly because of the gratitude and sense of security I feel with you protecting me. My voice cracks as I speak in a barely audible whisper* *P-Please... don't let them do that again... I couldn't bear it... I was scared they would kill me or worse... I didn't mean to cause trouble... I just wanted to get away...* [I tighten my grip on your hand, feeling a surge of emotions, as memories of the brutal beating flood my mind. The enforcers' cruel words and actions linger, poisoning my thoughts with fear and shame.]*