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Thankfully into the condom, which is little consolation to my dizzy brain.
Damien’s fingers trace the lines of Slayer’s hand around my neck, and I notice him frowning. Because he’s concerned about me?
But I remember all the times Damien had his hand around my throat too, either to stop me from protesting when I had to watch Emilio Pavone violate my sister, or when he was manhandling me.
“You gonna stay in her forever?” Giulio asks. “Because I want to take my turn too.”
My heart sinks. “But you said—” I start to protest, tears blurring my vision once more. It’s embarrassing enough that I came, without having to try to use that as a justification to keep them from taking me again and again.
“Oh? You think you won the bet?” Giulio grins at me. “I still have to check to make sure. Wouldn’t want you lying just to get out of paying up.”
“I’m not lying,” I whisper.
Slayer’s fingers flex around my throat, but he releases me and reluctantly climbs off of me. “Man, she could not fake that wetness. Maybe she could’ve faked the orgasm, but she’d have had to have damn good control to grip me as tight as she did. She just milked me for all I was worth, and I don’t think she’s that good an actress.”
I lower my legs and squeeze my thighs together, but that doesn’t stop Giulio from getting his fingers in between my legs and rubbing my—embarrassingly slick—cunt. When he pulls away, he stares at his glistening fingers.
“That is actually really surprising.”
He extends his slick fingers over to Damien, who sniffs them briefly before slowly licking them clean, all directly over my body.
My cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as he does, and I feel like I want to just curl up and die. How could I have gotten off on that?
“Told you I could get her off with just my cock,” Slayer says smugly as he finally lets go of my neck. “I just know how to use it better than the two of you.”
Giulio shrugs and sits up, eyeing me with a strange expression I don’t know how to interpret—all I know is, it scares me. It doesn’t resemble the playfulness from earlier.
“Well, I don’t want to die of blue balls. So who’s sucking me off?” When nobody says anything, Giulio rolls his eyes. “Okay, I know why Slayer and Vanessa don’t want to, but what about you, Damien?”
“You should come on her pussy. To make her even more slick,” Damien says in his calm voice.
“You just want there to be a chance I actually knock her up tonight.” Giulio drums his fingers on his thighs. “How about this, Vanessa? You give Damien a nice, slow hand job, and I’ll come on you. Or, if you don’t want to do that, my cock is going in your mouth.”
I don’t want any of those things, and I stare at him with wide, deer in the headlights eyes. What kind of choices are those?None at all. But if I don’t say anything, he’s going to force me to suck him off, and that sounds worse than just getting Damien off with my hand.
I’ve only done that a few times, and I’m not very good at it, but it beats the alternative.
“Just… just not on my face. Or… or down there,” I say shakily.
Giulio and Slayer both chuckle.
“Hear that, Damien? Guess I’m coming on her tits instead.” Giulio gives one of my breasts a squeeze. With how they’ve been abusing them, I won’t be surprised if there’s bruising all over my breasts in the morning.
But there’s going to be bruising all over my body in general.
“Mm, I’ll enjoy watching that,” Slayer says, pulling the condom off and tying it before tossing it into a wastebasket nearby.
Damien shifts so that he’s kneeling next to me, and he gives me an encouraging look in response to my pleading one. I fight back a sob before reaching out and taking his cock into my hand, starting to slowly stroke him.
He feels so much larger than Slayer.
On the other side of me, Giulio starts to fist his own cock, groaning as he looks down at my face.
Despite my fumbling hand job, it isn’t long before Damien’s spilling all over my hand, and Giulio follows soon after, his cum splashing across my breasts. I whimper, feeling like I’ve been violated from the inside out, but there’s nothing I can do about it.
Giulio lets out a long sigh. “Damn. What an end to a day.” He gets off the bed and tucks himself back into his pants, then runs his hands through his bleached hair. “What do you want to do with her, Damien?”
Damien runs his knuckles over my chest, smearing some of the semen along my skin. “Take her home with one of us?”
