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I was directed toward an ottoman in the other corner of the room, planted in the middle of a circle of men. I kept my head held high while men and women alike gawked, consciously aware of every sway of my hips and bounce of my breasts.
I sat on the ottoman, crossed my legs, and kept my arms across my chest.
“Oh, don’t be shy now. Come, sit with me.” An older man grinned, and I noticed a fake golden tooth where his canine should’ve been. He didn’t wait for me to respond before scooping me up and sitting me on his lap. The prod against my ass was unmistakable.
He wedged my legs open with one of his knees and slid his hand between my thighs. I bolted upright at the rough scrape of his fingers on my clit.
I hated being touched, but the humiliation was even more dehumanizing for me. The way everyone watched while he poked and prodded at my entrance. The way they laughed when he pinched a nipple.
He played till he got bored and then passed me off to the next person. Some of them allowed me to take sips of their wine. And I never turned it down. I wanted to dull the pain and forget everything when morning rolled around. Some offered me a smoke from the cigarettes, though I avoided that because I wasn’t sure what drugs they were using.
One man attempted to unbutton his trousers, arm wrapped tight around my torso. “I bet your cunt feels so delightfully tight.”
I struggled against him, but I was fairly certain it only turned him on more. I looked around the room, for once desperate to find Reyna. I knew she wouldn’t allow this.
The man stroked himself and tried to force his way between my thighs. “Get off me,” I shouted.
He tossed me around like I weighed nothing and, with my face pressed against the back of the couch, I finally caught sight of Reyna. She furrowed her brows and walked toward us.
“What are you doing, Vero? You know the rules.”
Vero paused with a hand still trapped between my thighs. I refused to open them.
“Oh, come on, Reyna. Just one fuck. How much longer will you make us wait? Cyrus clearly isn’t coming for her. There’s no need to keep her pristine.”
Reyna snarled. I wasn’t surprised she was saving me as a bargaining chip for Cyrus, even if it was foolish. Ladon mattered more to Cyrus than I did. She should’ve kept him untouched, not me. Regardless, I was glad she had.
“Don’t make me send my dogs for you, Vero,” she spat.
“What if I pay? How much for one load?” he joked, and I nearly vomited in my mouth.
“She’s not for sale,” Reyna responded. Vero grumbled and I could sense Reyna’s frustration. She was losing control of the situation. “Maybe next time.”
Tears welled in my eyes while Vero rejoiced. He tugged his hand free and went to find another companion to fuck, since I was off limits.
Halfway through the night, I found myself sitting in a chair across from Ladon. Two women were draped over him, kissing his neck and dragging long nails up his thigh.
I did my best not to look any lower than his chest, but the evidence of his assault was clear, even in his face as he gritted his teeth. In his neck as his vein pulsed erratically. In his chest as he inhaled deeply.
He flashed me a sharp look that I understood to mean don’t worry about me. I’ll take care of myself. Still, it was hard not to reach out to him and offer my comfort.
Ladon was right, though. I needed to worry about myself. I was sitting on the lap of the younger man with the crooked nose, who happened to be the worst out of all of them.
While the older ones were often clumsy and the women seemed more or less curious, that man…he knew what he was doing. He didn’t just want to embarrass me. He wanted me to hate myself.
He started slow and sensual, rubbing his finger through my folds. He forced me to lick his fingers before he swirled them over my clit. It was always the same with him. He wanted it to feel good so I could be even more humiliated as I tried to fight off the growing need in my belly.
His patience was maddening. It didn’t matter how long it took; he always waited until I was aroused before pressing a finger inside me. I jolted, and the sudden movement made Ladon look up.
I watched his throat bob as he looked to where the man had his finger inside me. Ladon snarled, and I could see the anger rising in his silver eyes. But his hatred was nothing compared to mine.
I writhed against the man, trying unsuccessfully to prevent him from touching me in a way that made my toes curl. He held me down and thrust his fingers inside me over and over again until my legs were shaking.
I bit down on my cheek. Despite how close I was to falling over the edge, I knew it wouldn’t last. Right on cue, he removed his hand from between my legs and pinned my thigh open for those gathered to see how wet I was.
“Look at the glistening cunt. Such a pretty thing you are.” His breath was hot in my ear and I grimaced.
It was Ladon’s turn to look at me with compassion, only I wanted him to comfort me. I wanted him to hold down the man so I could skin him alive. And then I wanted him to hold me, so I could crumble in the safety of his arms.
