Its Cocko Clock - He Rearranged Her Guts - Kaya

The room was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows across the walls. Kaya lay bound and gagged on a metal table, her pleading eyes darting back and forth as she tried desperately to escape.Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing a man clad only in a pair of black leather pants. His body was adorned with tattoos, each one more grotesque than the last. In his hands he held a bag of tools, a twisted grin spreading across his face.Without warning, he lunged forward, tearing through her clothes with savage precision. Kaya screamed into her gag as he exposed her perfect, pink body to his hungry eyes. And then he was on her, his rough hands ripping through her most intimate places like a determined beast.Her cries grew muffled by the Her cries grew muffled by the sound of her own heartbeat.