[Depraved]

She tore herself from his grasp. Clem grinned from ear to ear.
"I thought he might say something like that!"
He turned to the roomful of men.
"You cocksuckers need to clear on out of here!"
She ran for the kitchen, feeling the eyes of every man there on her.
"As soon as you asshole are gone..."
Clem roared at them with smug pride, and slapped Vera-Ellen on her ass as she ran back towards the room with the beer.
"I'm gonna get me a piece of that action!"
Shutting the second door behind her, Vera-Ellen clutched the sixpack to her chest and leaned back against it, laughing hysterically. She stumbled over to the bureau, popping open a beer against the top drawer handle. She took a refreshing pull from her icy cold brew, then turned to watch the door. Sully squirmed against his restraints, and she dashed over to him with glee.
"I thought you might like some company, Sully my friend!"
She pulled the gag from his mouth, and poured her beer down his throat, completely unmindful of his choking.
"There now...is that better?"
She heard the first door open, and reached for her knife.